Detroit 1-8-72010

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Detective Louis Fitch:
[Fitch interrupts Malloy's meal at a restaurant] Who's Sally Ellison?

[Malloy looks bewildered]

Detective Louis Fitch:
*Who* is Sally Ellison?

Henry Malloy:
Sit down, have a martini.

Detective Louis Fitch:
[Fitch dips his fingers into one of the martinis, tastes it and smacks his lips] It's too dirty for me.

Henry Malloy:
Would you like to speak in private? Here, let me give you my card, and...

Detective Louis Fitch:
I know what happened. I know what you did. What's one small death when you're building an empire?

Henry Malloy:
Look out there - schools, libraries. I've helped put up more than you can count. I've donated wings to hospitals, made safer parks for kids. Yet *you* have the audacity to walk in here disturb my evening with your naive theories?

Detective Louis Fitch:
Okay, I'll take that to mean you did know who she was. I won't stop, okay? I don't care what the record says. To me, the case is open.

Henry Malloy:
You think you know me. I know you. I know what happened in New York. I know what brought you to our fair city all those years ago.

Detective Louis Fitch:
If you *really* knew what happened in New York, you'd be crapping in your pants right now. [Fitch walks out of the restaurant]