If it's a quiet night at the beach, and your ex old lady suddenly out of nowhere
shows up with a story about her current billionaire land developer boyfriend
and his wife and her boyfriend,
and a plot to kidnap that billionaire and throw him in a loony bin...
- I need your help, Doc. - ... maybe you should just look the other way.
But if you're Doc, it may all start to get a little peculiar after that.
- Michael Z. Wolfmann... - Mickey Wolfmann.
- ... has vanished. - So where would I find him?
He's technically Jewish but wants to be a Nazi.
And a girl wouldn't necessarily want to get into difficulties with those folks.
Do you have a spare picture I could borrow?
Well, maybe you're better off with the Nazis.
- Are you all right? - Am I?
Are you?
Ordinarily, we're the ones asking the questions.
And your question is, which side am I on?
- Good question. - Wrong answer.
Did I get you?
Doc may not be a do-gooder, but he's done good.
LOVE
USUALLY LEADS
TO TROUBLE
Good luck, Doc.
..: Inherent Vice :.. By Sadeghwalker