LA Confidential.pdf - Screenplay.com
LA Confidential.pdf - Screenplay.com
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Yeah.<br />
JACK<br />
Jack doesn't really feel like talking to him. Reynolds'<br />
nerves won't let him stay quiet.<br />
REYNOLDS<br />
Was it a party?<br />
JACK<br />
Something like that.<br />
REYNOLDS<br />
(misreading)<br />
Oh, I know. A Fleur-de-Lis party,<br />
right?<br />
Jack remembers the name, plays along for what it's worth.<br />
JACK<br />
Fleaur-de-Lis. 'Whatever you<br />
desire.'<br />
REYNOLDS<br />
Dope, liquor, hookers that look<br />
like movie stars. Pierce Patchett<br />
has it all.<br />
Jack recognizes the name, bluffs for more information.<br />
JACK<br />
Yeah. Me and Patchett go way<br />
back.<br />
REYNOLDS<br />
Pierce isn't like regular people.<br />
I dig him, but he scares me too.<br />
Really? How?<br />
JACK<br />
REYNOLDS<br />
(shakes his head)<br />
You know, when I came out to L.A.,<br />
this isn't exactly where I saw<br />
myself ending up.<br />
JACK<br />
Yeah. Me neither.<br />
Reynolds looks like he's going to cry. Hudgeons returns<br />
with a double Scotch straight up and a hot dog with<br />
sauerkraut. He hands the drink to Matt.<br />
HUDGEONS<br />
Dutch courage, kid. Drink up.
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