- Joe Mannix: Mr. Forsythe? Mr. Markel?
- Jonathan Forsythe: Do I know you?
- Joe Mannix: The name is Mannix.
- Jonathan Forsythe: That doesn't tell me very much.
- Joe Mannix: I'm a private investigator, employed by your wife.
- Jonathan Forsythe: Oh. Have I been investigated very long?
- Joe Mannix: I was hired this afternoon.
- Jonathan Forsythe: Oh, you're very efficient, Mr. Mannix.
- Joe Mannix: Oh, there was another man on the job before me.
- Jonathan Forsythe: My wife must be spending a lot of money to get rid of me.
- Joe Mannix: Well, it takes money to make money.
- Jonathan Forsythe: Could we discuss this someplace?
- Joe Mannix: Any place you say.
- Jonathan Forsythe: Are you familiar with the San Tropez?
- Joe Mannix: About a mile west of here?
- Jonathan Forsythe: Perhaps we could have a drink...
- [puts his suitcase in the back trunk of his car]
- Jonathan Forsythe: ... and reach a gentleman's agreement?
- Joe Mannix: Fine. I'll follow you.
- Jonathan Forsythe: Afraid I'm gonna run out?
- Joe Mannix: Where can you run?
- Jonathan Forsythe: That's true.
- [a car suddenly speeds toward them, and Joe pushes Forsythe out of the way]
- Jonathan Forsythe: You lead a dangerous life, Mr. Mannix.
- Joe Mannix: Well, he wasn't gunning for me.
- Anton Wojeska: [sitting with Joe in the back room of a restaurant offering him coffee] You, uh, want some, uh, cream, sugar?
- Joe Mannix: Uh, black is fine.
- Anton Wojeska: How, uh, how come I don't hear from Henderson a whole week already?
- Joe Mannix: Because he's dead. A bomb in his car. It was in all the papers.
- Anton Wojeska: Papers? I don't read so good. My kid, she... used to read to me. She went to school... she... she read lots of books. A bomb? He was a pretty nice fellow.
- Joe Mannix: Mmm.
- Anton Wojeska: What am I gonna do now?
- Joe Mannix: Would you like me to take over the case?
- Anton Wojeska: Well, on the telephone, you told me that you're too busy, you know.
- Joe Mannix: Not anymore.
- Anton Wojeska: But I don't pay you no more than I pay him, $462.00. That's all I got in the bank.
- Joe Mannix: Special rate this week, uh, no charge.
- Anton Wojeska: No, no. Just, I don't want no favors. No favors. $462.00. You get me the fella who killed my daughter.
- Joe Mannix: We'll, uh, discuss the fee later. What did Henderson say to you the last time you saw him? Uh, did he have a lead?
- Anton Wojeska: No. He talked with my kid's friends at the high school, St. Ignatius.
- Joe Mannix: Came up empty?
- Anton Wojeska: Same, like the cops.
- Joe Mannix: Do you, uh, do you have a picture of your daughter?
- Anton Wojeska: Sure.
- [walk back to the counter and takes a picture sitting on the cash register]
- Anton Wojeska: Here. It's from two years ago.
- Joe Mannix: [looks at the picture] She was very pretty.
- Anton Wojeska: Mmm.
- Joe Mannix: Do you mind if I borrow this?
- Anton Wojeska: I want the fella that killed her.
- Joe Mannix: Drugs killed your daughter.
- Anton Wojeska: You find him for me! I'll give him to the police when I'm through.
- Joe Mannix: Mr. Wojeska...
- Anton Wojeska: Five minutes, that's all. I guarantee he don't sell no drugs to no more kids, never.
- Joe Mannix: Mr. Wojeska, now you listen to me. You let the law punish him. Now, they don't like pushers either.
- Anton Wojeska: You got a kid?
- Joe Mannix: No.
- Anton Wojeska: Okay. You ever go in a hospital... and the doctor says, "Is this your kid?" and you don't even recognize her? Her whole face is blue, and she's just lying there waiting to die.
- [clears throat]
- Anton Wojeska: That ever happen to you?
- Joe Mannix: No.
- Anton Wojeska: Okay. Five minutes.
- Joe Mannix: I'm sorry. I can't give him to you.
- [gets up from his seat]
- Anton Wojeska: [grabs Joe's arm] YOU TURN YOUR BACK ON WOJESKA?
- Joe Mannix: I'm not turning my back on you, Mr. Wojeska. I'm gonna talk to somebody who might know the man who hooked daughter.