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The Trance

 

 

 



Blair: Oh, come on, nobody proved that a cop killed Mendola.

Simon: No one has to, Sandburg. Mendola was an up-and-coming law student. He starts making charges of police corruption, next thing you know, there's a bullet in his head. You do the math.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Blair: Oshun is the African goddess of love and beauty, sort of like Venus. And her priestesses wear gold -- usually really beautiful and exotic women that have this way of moving...uh, sort of like -- sort of like sensual rhythm, you know? This is an academic discussion only, okay? I was strictly an observer.

Jim: Do that move again. Jim: You got all the moves, babe.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Blair: From what I know about the case, none of that can be proved yet.

Murphy: I'm sorry. You were -- what was it? -- a consultant

Blair: Yeah.

Murphy: So, basically, you have no idea what the hell you're talking about. For awhile, walk in our shoes...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Blair: I'm sorry about what happened back there. I didn't mean to get into a hassle with Murphy. I should have realized I was treading upon sacred ground and the department has its own social structure and its own taboos...

Jim: Whoa, whoa, Chief, don't turn this into a term paper. Do me that favor, all right?

Blair: I'm not. I'm just letting you know I understand.

Jim: No, I don't think you do understand.

Blair: Oh, I don't understand. Look, Jim, don't patronize me. I may not be a cop, but I know what it's like to lose somebody, all right?

Jim: I'm sorry. I know you do.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 




Cortez: Why don't you sit down. I'm gonna have my cook make you lunch, okay? Only you.

Blair: I... I could eat.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Cortez: You know, Detective...in Cuba, I was tortured by Castro's revolutionaries. Intimidation has very little effect on me.

Jim: You know that any man that's got to tell you that...well, he's usually scared to death. And if I were you, I'd keep Rico sharp because the next time I come back here, it's not going to be a social visit.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Jim: What's that, a Cuban happy meal?

Blair: I had to take it, or if I didn't, it would have been an insult.

Jim: You wouldn't want to offend Cortez.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Simon: Oh, by the way, I, uh...got a call from your friend Cortez. It appears he's filed charges for police harassment.

Blair: What?! Oh, come on. I was there.

Simon: Save it, Sandburg.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Corinna: I work for the mayor and I practice an African religion where a god inhabits your body. I live in two worlds.

Jim: A lot of us walk in different worlds, Corinna. Sometimes we're not sure which world we're in. This is what we have.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Jim: Where's Corinna?

Blair: I don't know. I lost her in the crowd. But see if you can pick her up by her scent.

Jim: You've gotta be kidding me. How am I going to do that with all these people?

Blair: You can do it.

 

 

 

 

 

Jim: Well, I don't see it serving any purpose to expose your personal life and hold your beliefs up to scrutiny.

Corinna: You seem to understand a lot.

Jim: Yeah, well, let's, uh...let's just say I know a few things about secrets.

 

 

 

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