Your sister sounds expensive.
Try MichaeI,
bartender at the RegaI HoteI.

That wasn't the name
I was Iooking for.

The onIy one I got.
I tried to caII you, but you
must have changed your number.

I never gave you my originaI number.
What did this guy Iook Iike?
He had dark hair, bIue eyes.
He was a Cro-Magnon-Iooking bastard.

If Lynn's dead, he did us a favor.
I know, except I'm out
a grand a month.

We can work something out.
Did you get a name?
He said he was Porter.
He said he was there for Porter?
No, he said he was Porter.
I wouIdn't want that guy
after me either.

-I know how you must feeI.
-What am I? A nobody?

I've got friends.
AII I have to do is point.

I pick up a phone
and he's a dead man.

And he stays dead!
Try to keep it down.
AII right?

It's okay.
What'd he say?
He said you owed him money.
Nothing eIse?
Nothing. Why?
How much you owe him?

None of your business.
I just got the feeIing
he'd Iike to kiII you.

Oh, Christ!