DSA : 03/01/1971 |
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| Sydney | I’ll take that Jarod. Why have you been stealing these? |
| Young Jarod | I’ve been making this. |
| Sydney | A house? |
| Young Jarod | A home. This is where I grew up. At least what I can remember. What’s a home like Sydney? |
Jarod's old lair |
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| Miss Parker | Since when do lab rats wear Hugo Boss? |
| Broots | This is like something out of GQ. |
| Miss Parker | How would you know? There must be twenty thousand dollars worth of designer clothes here. |
| Sydney | It appears you have a fashion competitor Miss Parker. |
| Miss Parker | What’s he up to Syd? |
| Sydney | A form of expression, individuality, strength, showing off his colours the way a mating animal would. |
| Miss Parker | You might be right about the mating part. |
| Sydney | The Kama Sutra of Love. |
| Miss Parker | What’s your boy learning from this? |
The Winsor Crest Hotel - DETROIT - Michigan |
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| Jarod | I have always depended on the kindness of strangers. |
| Isabella | Jarod. |
| Jarod | Isabella. |
| Isabella | I’ve heard that chivalry was dead. |
| Jarod | Only slightly wounded. |
| Isabella | Do you prefer to be called ‘escort’ of ‘gigolo’? |
| Jarod | Well, why don’t you give me one hour and you tell me. |
Jarod's old lair |
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| Miss Parker | Why leave all of this behind? |
| Sydney | Jarod operates on a different level than other people. |
| Broots | It all must mean something. It always does. Hey, you guys better come take a look at this. Follow me to 1500 Hart Street. It seems pretty simple. |
| Sydney | Let’s find out. |
A parking garage - Detroit - Michigan
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| Jarod | Your cut. |
| Felicia | Did the Kama Sutra come in handy? |
| Jarod | I leant my copy to a friend. |
| Felicia | Well, you must have memorised it. A gift from Isabella. What the hell did you do to that woman? |
| Jarod | I just listened. |
| Felicia | I cant decide who gets you next. |
| Jarod | I hear Cynthia Sloan is looking. |
| Felicia | European countess to Detroit socialites? |
| Jarod | Well, just because she’s the only woman in Forbes 50 doesn’t mean I cant satisfy her. |
| Felicia | Remember Jarod…. they’re paying for a fantasy, not paying for a man. Do you think you can become someone else? |
| Jarod | I’ll do my best. |
Sloan's Mansion - Detroit - Michigan |
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| Frank Linden | It spells out the terms of your employment. For obvious reasons you’re being hired as a, um… |
| Jarod | Special consultant. |
| Frank Linden | Everything you see and do is strictly confidential. |
| Jarod | Of course. It’s quite a house. |
| Frank Linden | You should see the other six. |
| Cynthia Sloan | Seven. |
| Jarod | Hello, I’m Jarod. |
| Cynthia Sloan | He sign? It’s a requirement of Frank’s. He oversees all my holdings and new ventures. |
| Jarod | And which one am I? |
| Cynthia Sloan | You’d be a little of both. |
| Frank Linden | Well… let the games begin. |
| Cynthia Sloan | Let’s lay the ground rules. You’re here for one reason. Men have a tendency to hit on me. You’re going to save me the inconvenience. You’re a prop Jarod. A piece of jewelry. |
| Jarod | Oh. Then I’ll have to shine. |
| Cynthia Sloan | Well, for $5000 a week, I expect you to blind me. You’ll be on call until the ribbon cutting on Saturday. |
| Jarod | For that? |
| Cynthia Sloan | Sloan Towers, the future of downtown Detroit. |
| Jarod | Well, if this is the future, then this must be history. |
The Jefferson Heights site - Detroit - Michigan |
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| Protesters | Save our home! Save our home! Save our home! Save our home! |
| Flashback | |
| Young Jarod | What’s it like to have a home Sydney? |
| End of flashback | |
| Protesters | Save our home! Save our home! Save our home! Save our home! |
| On the roof of the Jefferson Heights Site | |
| Tracy Johnson | Leave him alone. |
| Jarod | He broke his wing. |
| Tracy Johnson | I wish Michael was here. |
| Jarod | Michael Edwards. The boy that fell from the fire escape. |
| Tracy Johnson | He helped the birds. He was gonna be a veterinarian when he grew up. |
| Jarod | I was a veterinarian once. |
| girl | Can you make him fly again? |
| Jarod | I don’t know. |
| Alice Evans | Tracy Johnson, you get off this roof right now. |
| Tracy Johnson | I gotta go. |
| Alice Evans | The girl’s gonna get herself killed. I run the Neighbourhood Watch program in this building, and your face doesn’t look familiar. |
| Jarod | I was just trying to help the bird. I guess that Michael Edwards cared for them. |
| Alice Evans | What do you know about Michael? |
| Jarod | Just what I’ve read. This is where it happened. |
| Alice Evans | I told that boy a thousand times to stay off this roof. |
| Jarod | My name is Jarod. |
| Alice Evans | I’m Alice Evans. |
| Jarod | Nice to meet you Alice Evans. |
| Alice Evans | Three stories he fell, straight down. |
| Jarod | And then they condemned this place. |
| Alice Evans | Now Cynthia Sloan can get her manicured claws on the only raw property left in the city. |
| Jarod | And throw hundreds of families out of their homes. Fire escapes. They don’t collapse under the weight of an eight-year-old boy. |
| Alice Evans | The city said it was the weather. I’ve been living down in 212 for nearly 40 years. Suddenly the bricks start crumbling like sawdust? Uh-uh. I don’t think so. I only wish I’d been around to help that boy. |
Parking garage - Detroit - Michigan |
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| Jarod | Look, I cant take on another client. I’m at Cynthia Sloan’s beck and call night and day. |
| Felicia | Don’t worry about it. This one sounds like a one-shot deal. But you’re not gonna get away with talking this time. This one’s got the itch. |
| Jarod | The itch? |
| Felicia | Go scratch it. |
Joyce Cullman's house -Detroit - Michigan |
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| Joyce | Yes? |
| Jarod | I have always depended on the kindness of strangers. |
| Joyce | What? |
| Jarod | The service sent me. |
| Joyce | The service. Right, Oh, that was quick. Um… |
| Jarod | Uh, may I come in? |
| Joyce | Yes, please. Wont you come in? |
| Jarod | Happy Valentine’s Day. |
| Joyce | Help yourself. I made coffee. It’s French roast. |
| Jarod | Oh. How do you know what’s inside of them? |
| Joyce | Oh you don’t. That’s the fun part. |
| Jarod | Oh. Wh-who is Valentine? |
| Joyce | You know, they didn’t say you’d be handsome and funny. The truth is, uh, I’ve never, uh, done anything like this, uh. Now, um, now, do I, uh make the cheque out to you personally? Oops. Or do I make it out to the service? |
| Jarod | We can figure that out later. |
| Joyce | I’ll make it out to cash. |
| Jarod | I couldn’t help but notice the man living over the garage. |
| Joyce | Oh, that was Howard, my husband. |
| Jarod | Your husband? |
| Joyce | Soon to be ex. I mean, he’s living above the garage until we settle things. Oh, I almost forgot. I bought a box at the drugstore. It was on special, so… |
| Jarod | The 12 pack. |
| Joyce | Safety first. I saw that on MTV. |
| Jarod | You seem a little nervous Joyce. |
| Joyce | Nervous? Um, no, no, not me. Mm-mmm. |
| Jarod | I love a house with pictures. It makes it feel like a home. |
| Joyce | I sent my last one off to college this year. Oh I miss him. Cant say the same for hw. |
| Jarod | Was it another woman? |
| Joyce | Oh, hardly. You know what hw bought me for my 25th wedding anniversary? |
| Jarod | Hm. |
| Joyce | A toaster. I saved up and bough us tickets to Paris, kind of like a second honeymoon. hw couldn’t take off time from work so he cashed in the tickets and bought a big-screen TV. Fifty inches. French roast is the closest I’ll ever get to Paris. Now, I hear that I get what I pay for. So. |
| Jarod | You must miss your children. |
| Joyce | Hmmm? What? |
| Jarod | Do they know? |
| Joyce | Know? |
| Jarod | That you’ve hired a lover? |
Jarod's lair - Detroit - Michigan |
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| TV | |
| Announcer | The accidental death of Michael Edwards led the city to condemn Jefferson Heights. These residents are protesting their eviction. In four days their homes will be demolished. For some of them, it’s deja vu. |
| Alice Evans | They tried the same thing after the fire of ’77. The tenants fought then, and they won. |
| Announcer | Back then, the residents won renovation instead of demolition. But then they never had to deal with real estate mogul Cynthia Sloan. Miss Sloan, can we get a statement from you today? |
| Cynthia Sloan | My heart goes out to Michael Edwards and his family. But Jefferson Heights is dangerous. I am doing the city and all the residents a favour. |
| Announcer | Some say that after Michael Edwards died, you strong-armed the city into a contract. |
| Cynthia Sloan | Sloan Development won this bid fair and square. I make no excuses for being competitive. You do what it takes to close the deal. Whatever it takes. |
| Announcer | Miss Sloan. Miss Sloan. |
| Man | You haven’t really answered the question. |
The Jefferson Heights site - Detroit - Michigan |
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| Jarod | What’s all this sulfuric chloride for? |
| Foreman | We’ll be using it in the demolition. Soak the right stress points then it weakens the brick. That whole building will come down like a house of cards.Excuse me. |
| Jarod | Uh, one more question. |
| Foreman | Shoot. |
| Jarod | Valentine’s Day. Specifically, Cupid. |
| Foreman | Yeah? |
| Jarod | A corpulent infant who happens to be an archer goes around shooting arrows into people, and suddenly they’re in love? |
| Foreman | That’s about it. |
| Jarod | And to show that love people buy each other chocolates and other sweets. Do they wanna be fat like the infant? |
| Foreman | What was it you said you did for Miss Sloan? |
| Jarod | Uh, special consultant. |
| Foreman | Sounds dangerous. |
| Jarod | You have no idea. |
| Foreman | Bye. |
In front of an adult bookstore - 1500 Hart Street |
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| Broots | The address Jarod left on the candy was to an adult bookstore? |
| Miss Parker | You have got to be kidding me. Let’s just get this over with. What’s wrong Broots? |
| Broots | Uh, well…It’s kind of embarrassing. I’ve never been in this kind of place before. |
| Miss Parker | Right, and I’m the president of the PTA. |
The adult bookstore - 1500 Hart Street |
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| Miss Parker | It’s all starting to come back to you isn’t it, Broots? |
| Sydney | Jarod must have brought us here for a reason. |
| Miss Parker | It’s called ‘humiliation.’ Is there anybody here? |
| Bucky LaFontaine | I’ll be right with you. |
| Miss Parker | We’d like to speak to the owner about a friend. |
| Bucky LaFontaine | Rex is the owner. He’s dead. I’m Bucky LaFontaine. I run the place. You mentioned something about a friend? |
| Miss Parker | He left these. |
| Bucky LaFontaine | Well, why didn’t you say you were looking for Jarod in the first place? Come on, come on back. Anybody hungry? Yeah, Jarod was a real emotional guy. Smart though. He invented the portable smoke eater. Sure you don’t want me to grill you a wing? |
| Miss Parker | Positive. Do you know where Jarod went? |
| Bucky LaFontaine | Not a clue. He just stopped coming in. |
| Sydney | Would you say that he was interested in the material you sell? |
| Bucky LaFontaine | No way. He wasn’t into the sexuality part. He just wanted to talk about people, about what makes us want each other. You know, between you and me, I don’t think that boy got much love growin’ up. I think that’s why he must’ve been so proud of the book. |
| Broots | The book? |
| Bucky LaFontaine | Yeah, I run a small publishing company on the side. Romance novels and such. |
| Sydney | Are you saying Jarod actually wrote one of these novels? |
| Bucky LaFontaine | Yeah, uh, there. He, he did the cover art too. That boy’s definitely one of a kind. |
| Miss Parker | One is enough. |
Sloan's Mansion - Detroit - Michigan |
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| Cynthia Sloan | This’ll look stunning on him. Have this ready for tonight. |
| Jarod | You’re not very big on pictures are you? You’ve got a lot of awards but only one photograph. Photographs, they make a house a home. Don’t you think? Is this you? |
| Cynthia Sloan | My father bred racehorses as a hobby. |
| Jarod | Ouch, that looks painful. |
| Cynthia Sloan | My prized steed threw me. I still have the scar. It used to be much worse, but the plastic surgeons keep whittling away at it. |
| Jarod | So, where’s your family? |
| Cynthia Sloan | You ask your clients this many questions? |
| Jarod | Only the special ones. Don’t you get lonely here? |
| Frank Linden | The city turned down our demolition plan. I’ve called a meeting. |
| Cynthia Sloan | I don’t have time to get lonely. Don’t be late tonight. |
Jarod's lair - Detroit - Michigan |
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| Jarod (on phone) |
Hello. |
| Felicia (on phone) |
Yes, I spoke with Joyce. She said she was vaguely unfulfilled. What is wrong with you? She’s a housewife. You nibble on her ear, she melts. |
| Jarod | I don’t know exactly what she wants. |
| Felicia | Jarod, if you call a plumber, you want your pipes fixed. She called a gigolo. |
| Jarod | I, I understand but… |
| Felicia | Fix her pipes. And Jarod.. I don’t wanna have this conversation again. All right? |
Joyce Cullman's house -Detroit - Michigan |
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| Jarod (to Joyce's husband) |
I just got her washed. What do you think? It’s the car, it drives her crazy. |
| He comes into the house. | |
| Jarod | Joyce? |
| Joyce | Hi there. |
| Jarod | Rumour has it that you’re feeling vaguely unfulfilled. |
| Joyce | I’ve been waiting for you. |
| Jarod | You do realise that your husband is out in the garden. |
| Joyce | I know. |
| Jarod | You wont regret this later? |
| Joyce | To hell with regrets. |
| They hear noises. | |
| Joyce | I know you’re up there Howard Cullman? I’m calling the police! |
| Howard | The number’s 911! |
| Joyce | Oh, oh. I’m so sorry. |
| Jarod | It’s, it’s okay. |
| Joyce | Oh. |
| Jarod | It’s strange though. |
| Joyce | Strange? What? |
| Jarod | You say your husband doesn’t care about you anymore. It sure doesn’t look that way to me. |
On the roof of the Jefferson Heights Site - Detroit - Michigan |
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| Alice Evans | Hey! Jarod, I didn’t mean to bite your head off. I thought you were another one of those inspectors. |
| Jarod | Inspector? I don’t think you’ll be seeing many more of those. Your home is already condemned. |
| Alice Evans | Are you kidding? Those bureaucrats were all over this place, even before Mikey fell. |
| Jarod | Somebody inspected the fire escape before it collapsed? |
| Alice Evans | Yeah, he was independently wealthy, like you. |
| Jarod | Like me? |
| Alice Evans | He had one of those fancy hunks of metal on his wrist too. |
| Jarod | Like this? |
| Alice Evans | Except his had diamonds. |
Sloan's Mansion - Detroit - Michigan |
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| Cynthia Sloan (to her guests) |
Excuse me. I would like to propose a toast. First of all to this work of art that some people call a building. The sign may say Sloan Towers, but this entire project was the dream of my right-hand man, Frank Linden. This has been his baby from the beginning and if I don’t give him a promotion for this, then I should fire myself. When everyone said it couldn’t be done, including me, Frank found a way. To Sloan Towers. Whatever it takes. |
| Background Chatter | Hear, here. Cheers. |
| Jarod | Whatever it takes. |
Jarod's lair - Detroit - Michigan |
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| Jarod | Hey. How you feeling today? Would you like one of these? They’re very good. |
Parking garage - Detroit - Michigan |
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| Jarod | Have you ever tried one of these? It says, be mine. |
| Felicia | Got one that says, you’re fired? |
| Jarod | Fired? |
| Felicia | I’m tired of calls from this house-frau Cullum. You’re through with her and with Cynthia Sloan. I’m assigning a replacement. |
| Jarod | Just before the ribbon cutting. Do you think that’s smart? cy is one of your prize clients. |
| Felicia | Fine. You wanna keep Cynthia? Then scratch the housewife’s itch. |
Jarod's lair - Detroit - Michigan / Sydney's office - The Centre - Blue Cove - Delaware |
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| Sydney (on phone) |
This is Sydney. |
| Jarod (on phone) |
Why do people fall in love? |
| Sydney | You might as well ask why the stars come out at night. |
| Jarod | Everyone spends their whole life searching for that special someone, that person to love. But when they finally find them, it all falls apart. |
| Sydney | It’s a paradox, isn’t it? But I believe it is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. |
| Jarod | So, you believe that love is worth fighting for? That it’s worth the pain and the effort? |
| Sydney | Is that what you were trying to say in the romance novel you left for Miss Parker? |
| Jarod | The book speaks for itself Sydney. |
Miss Parker's house - Blue Cove - Delaware |
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| Miss Parker is reading Jarod's book with attention. | |
| Jarod (voiceover) |
She felt consumed by a great void, a dark and silent abyss as terrifying as the grand palace around her. But somewhere in the chilling blackness she caught a glimpse of a light. She remembered a time, the precocious little girl with a heart full of fire, a soul inflamed by passion and a smile that could melt winter into spring. But the light was gone, the flame had died. Her past was taken from her by the soldiers of the great palace. she would continue searching, hoping to rekindle the fire. Until then, she would always be the Saddest Little Valentine. |
Jarod's lair - Detroit - Michigan |
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| Jarod | Hello, Joyce? This is Jarod. |
| Later, Joyce arrives in his room. | |
| Jarod | Come on in. |
| Joyce | It isn’t quite what I imagined. |
| Jarod | Nothing ever is. Can I pour you a drink? |
| Joyce | Hmm? Uh.. well, um… Yes, sure. Oh that vibrates. Oh, my gosh. |
| Jarod | We’ll get to that later. |
| Joyce | Oh my. |
| Jarod | Now it’s just you… and me. No one can disturb us, especially that annoying husband of yours. |
| Joyce | Uh… |
| Jarod | What’s with you Joyce? That’s what you’re here for. |
| Joyce | Ah. |
| Jarod | Don’t tell me you’re thinking about Howard. That husband dents deserve you. |
| Joyce | Well… |
| Jarod | I mean, how much polyester can one man wear anyway? |
| Joyce | Poly.. what? |
| Jarod | And that physique. What is it, body by chilli dog? |
| Joyce | Well, you know, Howard, he’s a little chunky. He is. |
| Jarod | Santa Claus is chunky. Howard, he’s a zoning violation. |
| Joyce | Well, you know, Howard h-has his faults, but he’s a kind and gentle human being and… |
| Jarod | He bought you a toaster for your anniversary. |
| Joyce | Well. |
| Jarod | He cashed in your tickets to Paris for a television set. |
| Joyce | Well, 50 inches actually. You know, that’s just Howard. |
| Jarod | Forget about him. Forget about that whole nightmare. |
| Joyce | Well, you know Jarod, y-you just don’t forget about 25 years or marriage. We’ve been through a lot. We raise a family. We uh… |
| Jarod | Made a home? You’re right. You don’t forget about 25 years of marriage. And you don’t forget a home. Some people, they can go through their whole lives without ever having one. Come on, I’ll take you home. |
| After Joyce's departure. | |
| DSA | |
| Sydney | What’s wrong Jarod? You seem upset. You’ve been sitting here, staring for hours. Tell me what’s wrong. |
| Young Jarod | No! No! No! No! |
| Sydney | Jarod, what are you doing? |
| Joyce | I don’t have a home Sydney! I can’t remember anything! I don’t have a home! I don’t have a home! I don’t have a home! |
| End of DSA | |
The Jefferson Heights Site - Detroit - Michigan |
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| Protestors | Save our home! Save our home! Save our home! Save our home! Save our home! Save our home! |
| Jarod |
So much anger. |
| Cynthia Sloan | Don’t they realise it’s not safe to live there anymore? |
| Jarod | Well, that’s easy for you to say. If this place started falling down you’d have six others to choose from. They don’t have what you have – a great education, rich parents, your own horses. |
| Cynthia Sloan | People change. |
| Jarod | Some more than others. |
| Frank Linden | Cynthia! Cynthia, are you watching this? They won’t leave. |
| Jarod | They can’t. |
| Frank Linden | I want your permission to call the police. |
| Jarod | Oh, that would like great on the nightly news. |
| Frank Linden | Please! Look Cynthia, these people are breaking a city ordinance. Now I can have Alderman Nance call the chief, set it all in motion. |
| Jarod | Go talk to them. Tell them that their building is unsafe. Explain it to them, face-to-face. |
| Cynthia Sloan | They won't listen. |
| Jarod | Then call the police. Start a riot, whatever it takes. |
| Protestors | We won’t go! We won’t go! We won’t go! We won’t go! We won’t go! We won’t go! |
| Alice Evans | I’ve been expecting you. |
| Protestors | We won’t go! We won’t go! |
| Alice Evans | Hello Jarod. |
| Jarod | Alice. |
| Cynthia Sloan | What is going on here? |
| Tracy Johnson | hi Jarod. |
| Jarod | This is Cynthia. |
| Tracy Johnson | You the lady that’s gonna tear down my house? Jarod said you like horses. I found this when we moved in. It was in a secret hiding place. Wanna see? How’d you know? That’s you, you’re Cindy. |
| Cynthia Sloan (to Jarod) |
How did you know? |
| Jarod | You can find just about anything if you know the right place to look for it. |
| Cynthia Sloan | Who are you? |
| Jarod | Someone who believes that everyone deserves to have a home, even Cindy Morgan. |
| Cynthia Sloan | I changed my name, but I didn’t hurt that little boy. |
| Jarod | No, but you’re partly responsible. Why are you se determined to destroy this place? It’s where you grew up. |
| Cynthia Sloan | That was my past. |
| Jarod | So you thought you could just get rid of it? Like you got rid of your name or that scar on your arm? Trust me. You can’t cut a scar out of here. I’ve tried. |
| Cynthia Sloan | With all the houses that I own, that little room was the only place that I ever called home. |
| Jarod | But now you’re rich, and you have this image to maintain. |
| Cynthia Sloan | When I was a kid, I won scholarships to very expensive schools. I was around a lot of very wealthy people. |
| Jarod | So to fit in, you felt like you had to make up a life. Trust me, I know the feeling. |
| Cynthia Sloan | First, it was that my father bred racehorses instead of what he really did… which was drive rich tourists around downtown in his horse and buggy. Then it was my name. The lies just snowballed. Now it’s too late for the truth. |
| Jarod | Cindy, it’s never too late for the truth. |
Jarod's lair - Detroit - Michigan |
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| Jarod (on phone) |
Two tickets on the Concorde please. |
Joyce Cullman's house -Detroit - Michigan |
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| Jarod | Hi, I’m your wife’s gigolo and do I have a deal for you. |
The Jefferson Heights Site - Detroit - Michigan |
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| Frank Linden | Cynthia? Cynthia? This is great. Cynthia? |
| Jarod | Bad year for sulfuric chloride. |
| Frank Linden | What are you doing here? |
| Jarod | I’m celebrating, Frank Linden. Because today, you were fired. |
| Frank Linden | What the hell are you talking about? |
| Jarod | I hope you brought your golden parachute. Better hold on Frank Linden. You don’t wanna go down with your career. Sulfuric chloride, ideal for the demolishing of a building, murdering children. |
| Frank Linden | My Go, help me. |
| Jarod | I bet your cronies down in Public Housing say it was the weather, right Frank Linden? You killed a child, just so you could force people out of their homes just so you could make more money. |
| Frank Linden | You’re crazy. |
| Jarod | No Frank Linden. You are. This is where Michael Edwards plunged to his death, just like you’re about to do. |
| Frank Linden | Help me Jarod. I cant hold on much longer. |
| Jarod | Like you helped Michael Edwards? |
| Frank Linden | I have money. |
| Jarod | Oh, I hate to tell you Frank Linden, but I’m not really a gigolo, so I cant be bought. But I am curious, how much? How much to throw hundreds of people out of their homes? How much to murder an innocent little boy? |
| Frank Linden | All right. All right Jarod. I did it, okay? I did it, now please help me. Help me! |
| Jarod | Nice watch. |
On the roof of the Jefferson Heights Site - Detroit - Michigan |
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| Jarod | Ah, ah, ah. Don’t waste your time with those. Trust me. |
| Cynthia Sloan | Ah, you really know how to show a lady a good time Jarod. |
| Tracy Johnson | You haven’t seen nothing yet. |
| Cynthia Sloan | Hey you. You think he’ll fly. |
| Jarod | We’ll see. |
| Tracy Johnson | I’m gonna go chase it. |
| Cynthia Sloan | Is that allowed? I don’t wanna go back to that huge house by myself. It gets really lonely. |
| Alice Evans | Time’s up. Hey what’s happenin’? Are we going over these renovation plans or what? |
| Jarod | Whatever it takes. |
| Cynthia Sloan | Yeah. I’m comin’, I’m comin’. |
Jarod's lair - Detroit - Michigan / Miss Parker's home - Blue Cove - Delaware |
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| Miss Parker | What? |
| Jarod | They say it is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. Do you believe that’s true? |
| Miss Parker | If you’re lonely, call a 900 number. |
| Jarod | Did you read my book? |
| Miss Parker | I skimmed through it. You paint a pretty sad picture. |
| Jarod | I just write the way I see it. How did we end up like this? |
| Miss Parker | Like what? |
| Jarod | Alone, searching. It’s ironic, because we both want the same things. Someone to care about, someone to care about us. Do you think we’ll ever find the kind of love in our lives? |
| Miss Parker | What the hell do you want from me Jarod? |
| Jarod | Open the box. |
