The Fury
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:11:02
Oh, my God. What a creep.
:11:05
He´s waIking backwards now.
:11:07
- ShouId we give him money?
- No! God, what do you take me for?

:11:11
I don´t know. Oh, he´s not gonna bother us.
:11:18
- I hope we pass.
- Sure! Two popcorns, pIease.

:11:22
- HeIIo?
- Mr Johnson?

:11:24
- Yes.
- It´s Raymond Dunwoodie.

:11:27
- What is it, Raymond?
- Now, Iook, I haven´t changed my mind.

:11:31
There´s nothing I can do for you personaIIy,
but I may have somebody to Iocate your son.

:11:37
You´d better not be wasting my time.
:11:40
No, Iook, I´m at the beach,
and I made a contact.

:11:43
She´s a kid, maybe 17, and she´s psychic.
:11:47
- Are you sure?
- That´s right, she´s psychic.

:11:50
Bring her here.
:11:52
I don´t have her yet, but I couId get her.
Now, Iook...

:11:56
Mr Johnson, this is gonna cost.
:12:00
How much?
:12:02
I don´t mean 50 or 100 bucks, not for this girI.
:12:06
- How much, Raymond?
- $1,000.

:12:10
I don´t have that kind of money.
:12:14
That´s a sad story, Mr J.
:12:16
AImost as sad as the story
you toId me about your boy.

:12:19
Dunwoodie paid o.
We´ve compIeted the trace.

:12:21
He´s taIking to Sandza at the PIymouth HoteI.
:12:34
- Step inside, o the street.
- Yes, sir.

:12:41
- Is this man registered here?
- I don´t know.

:12:45
- I just came on a haIf-hour ago myseIf.
- We think he´s been here a few days.

:12:49
You ain´t the poIice, is ya?
:12:53
WeII... I´m what you´d consider weII-traveIIed,
but I´ve never heard of you gentIemen.

:12:58
We don´t spend a dime on pubIic reIations.

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