Fletch
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:03:00
Is OK.
The cops did it.

:03:02
They always
beating up on me.

:03:24
- He doesn't know.
- Son of a bitch!

:03:28
Thas what he said.
:03:30
He doesn't know?
How come he doesn't know?

:03:34
I don't know.
He just doesn't know.

:03:36
Son of a bitch!
:03:39
I wonder how he
gets the stuff.

:03:41
I have no idea.
:03:43
Sam never leaves the beach.
:03:45
He sits in that chair.
He's out of shit.

:03:49
Suddenly he gets up,
he's got shit.

:03:52
Where's it coming from?
The sand?

:03:55
Thas highly unlikely, Grease.
:03:59
I oughta get some sleep.
:04:05
Grease, how old are you?
:04:07
Nineteen.
:04:09
You're not taking
very good care of yourself.

:04:20
[Fletch]
If you haven't guessed, there's been
a lot of drug traffic on the beach.

:04:24
I'm not talking about No-Doze.
:04:26
I talkin' about the hard stuff.
A lot of it.

:04:31
I've been trying to find out
who's behind it.

:04:34
It hasn't been easy.
:04:36
I don't shower much.
:04:46
Excuse me. I have something
I'd like to discuss with you.

:04:50
- Whas that?
- We can't talk about it here.

:04:53
- Why not?
- Because we can't.

:04:58
You on a scavenger hunt, or did I
forget to pay my dinner check?


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