:45:46
- Help me.
- What happened, lady?
:45:48
Help me, please.
:45:53
Do you live here?
:46:12
- You got your damn report?
- Not me.
:46:15
Don't give me that crap.
I sent Barnes to the club last night.
:46:18
No crap. I didn't get it.
:46:21
- Chrissake. Maureen?
- Yes, sir?
:46:23
Get Barnes. Tell him he better
get his ass in here fast.
:46:26
Anything on
that missing body report?
:46:28
Nothing. No fingerprints,
no signs of breaking and entering.
:46:32
Not a thing. Who the hell
would want a dead faggot?
:46:35
I can't take any more problems.
:46:37
Then you'll be thrilled
to know I would like permission
:46:40
to dig up Billy Schaffer
to do an autopsy.
:46:43
You're nuts!
:46:44
You know what I've got to do
to get permission to dig up a grave?
:46:48
Besides, you've got something
you don't want me to have.
:46:50
- I don't like it.
- I just don't have it all together.
:46:55
If I told you my crazy idea,
you'd just laugh at me.
:46:58
Forget the permits.
I don't work in the dark.