got a couple questions to ask ya.
oh yeah? what kind of write?
you want my partner to kiss your ass?
what did you mean?
how long you been up there, fink?
you know this slob?
ever talk to him?
his name is mundt. karl mundt.
he's a little funny in the head.
yeah, he's funny that way.
couple of days ago we see the same m.o. out in los feliz.
all of which he's now missin'.
physician, heal thyself.
anyway.
female caucasian, thirty years old. nice tits. no head. you ever see mundt with anyone meets that description?
so. you talked to mundt, what about?
yeah, and he's buck rogers.
what else?
ya see how he's not writing it down?
i dunno, duke. i kinda liked it.
you made morning papers, fink.
you didn't tell us you knew the dame.
give you nose bleeds?
just tell me one thing, fink: where'd you put their heads?
tell us where the heads are, maybe they'll go easy on you.
all right, forget the heads. where's mundt, fink?
you two have some sick sex thing?
all right, moron, you're under arrest.
sit tight, fink.
why's it so goddamn hot out here?
 show yourself, mundt!
mundt!
terrified, he turns and runs.
screams.