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It's my husband.
-He's gone missing. Missing?
I'm terribly worried. It's just Fred's never been gone this long before.
-How long has it been missing? - Since the funeral.
Well, I can start right away.
You're a private investigator?
My profession is very complicated, okay?
It's nuanced.
That is a lot... That's a lot of blood!
You beat people up and charge money?!
-Yeah. - Sad, isn't it?
How much to beat-up my friend Janet?
-What? - How much you got?
$20 Bucks.
That's good. This conversation is over.
The mob is trying to spread its operation to Los Angeles.
Somehow, my daughter, Emilia, is involved.
Please, find her.
-You've seen this girl? - What's in it for me?
We can do this the easy way...
We're doing it the easy way.
-What happened to you offering me $20 Bucks? - It's the recession.
-This is a high profile case. - It made the newspapers.
Where is Emilia?
What is going on?
There's a guy coming to kill us. That kind of crap.
I don't like this!
-Can you behave like a professional? - I'm sorry!
She's in danger, man. We have to do something about it.
-She's dead. - She's not dead!
Why do you think everyone involve with this case is dying?
This is not you! You're not a murderer!
She just killed three people.
I know but I'm saying deep down.
Look, if you come in here to beat-up on me,
it's part of the job, I accept it, but what did you do to pissed me off?
Before we go solving the crime, let's deal with the rotting corpse.
I got a plan.
Run!
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