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hwpMovin in
Makin my connection
Somethings up
I can feel it in the air
Private eyes
Never know whos watchin
Play it cool
But you havent got a prayer
Have you heard the news
Makin all the headlines
Zoomin via satellite
Have you heard the news
Comin through the grapevine
Fletch is
workin overtime
Bit by bit
One way or another
Bit by bit
Running undercover
tonight
Have you heard the news
Makin all the headlines
Bit by bit
Gettin to the bottom
Bit by bit
Nothings gonna
stop him
Tonight
My name is Erwin Fletcher.
Im an investigative reporter
for a Los Angeles paper.
Youve probably read my stuff
under the byline of Jane Doe.
Its better than Erwin.
Recently Ive been
loitering around the beach...
trying to pass for
a minor league junkie.
I dont nod out or drool;
thats too obvious.
Act like you dont care
and you fit right in.
Business has really picked up.
Im still closed.
Is it a Colombian national holiday?
What do you figure, Sam?
No idea.
- No idea at all?
- Some idea.
Like when?
When it comes, it comes.
I got some reds.
You dont mean communists,
do you?
Is everything a joke
to you, Fletch?
Everything, Sam.
- Hey, Gummy!
- Hey, Fletch. Hey, Sam.
Hows the eye?
Its OK.
The cops did it.
They always
beating up on me.
- He doesnt know.
- Son of a bitch!
Thats what he said.
He doesnt know?
How come he doesnt know?
I dont know.
He just doesnt know.
Son of a bitch!
I wonder how he
gets the stuff.
I have no idea.
Sam never leaves the beach.
He sits in that chair.
Hes out of shit.
Suddenly he gets up,
hes got shit.
Wheres it coming from?
The sand?
Thats highly unlikely, Grease.
I oughta get some sleep.
Grease, how old are you?
Nineteen.
Youre not taking
very good care of yourself.
If you havent guessed, theres been
a lot of drug traffic on the beach.
Im not talking about No-Doze.
I talkin about the hard stuff.
A lot of it.
Ive been trying to find out
whos behind it.
It hasnt been easy.
I dont shower much.
Excuse me. I have something
Id like to discuss with you.
- Whats that?
- We cant talk about it here.
- Why not?
- Because we cant.
You on a scavenger hunt, or did I
forget to pay my dinner check?
Come to my house
to talk.
Wrong gal, fella.
Ill give you
$ cash.
What?
Come to my house
and listen to the proposition.
If you reject the proposition,
you keep the thousand...
and your mouth shut.
Does this entail
my dressing up as Little Bo Peep?
- Its nothing of a sexual nature.
- Yeah.
One thousand just to listen?
How can you pass that up,
Mister...
Nugent. Ted Nugent.
Alan Stanwyk.
Alan, charmed.
For an extra grand, Ill let you
take me out to dinner.
What a coincidence.
What?
I almost bought
this place.
Then I found out Hopalong Cassidy
killed himself here. Blew it for me.
- Who?
- Hopalong Cassidy.
Bow and arrow.
Very weird.
Are you doped up?
Dont talk to me like that.
I dont work for you.
- Buenos dias.
- Buenos dias.
Pup N Taco.
Oh, youve remodeled
the garage.
Must have
cost you hundreds.
Good idea.
I oughta frame mine.
Will the Pope
be in later?
Heres my proposition.
Im all ears.
I want you
to murder me.
Here...
on Thursday.
Id like you
to shoot me dead.
The reason
I ask for this service...
is because Im already facing
a very long...
painful and most certain death.
You see, I have bone cancer.
I dont know if you
know about bone cancer.
Its the worst kind you can get.
It just eats you up
bit by bit.
You dont look sick.
I dont feel sick. Not yet.
Itll get bad
in a month.
After that, Id rather
not be around for it.
Why not try suicide?
Ive thought about it.
My companys taken out
a large life insurance policy on me.
Suicide would nullify it,
but murder does not.
- Why me?
- Youre a drifter.
A, uh... pardon the expression...
a junkie.
Nobody would notice
if you disappeared.
Ive been watching you
for a couple of weeks.
Maybe Im
just on vacation.
Not with the scum
you hang out with.
No, Ive watched...
and Ive thought.
Its an elegant plan.
Ive even figured out
your escape.
Swell.
Has it ever occurred to you
I might not want to murder you?
Ive got $
says you will.
.
And a guarantee you
wont get caught.
Im still here.
I want it done Thursday
around : p.m.
My wife will be out,
and its the staffs night off.
- These will be open.
- Wouldnt they normally be locked?
Sometimes. The staff
usually forgets.
I have the same trouble
with my help.
Ill be here
waiting for you.
The safe will be open.
There will be
$ in it.
Youll be wearing rubber gloves.
Do you own rubber gloves?
I rent em. I have
a lease with an option to buy.
Now in this drawer...
Ah!
A. Magnum.
My. . You use it.
No one can trace it to you.
The room will be
in disarray.
Like a burglary attempt?
You come in and catch me
stealing your ties and money?
We scuffle. The gun
gets loose and I shoot you.
Precisely.
- Are you a good shot?
- Yeah, Im all right.
Get me on the first shot,
if you can.
- Do you have a passport?
- Can dig one up.
Good. Now, after you kill me,
take the Jaguar.
The keys will be
in the glove compartment.
- Take it where?
- L.A.
