As your attorney, l advise you to take a hit out of the little brown bottle...

in my shaving kit.

You won't need much.

Just a... tiny taste.

Let's have it. Ah, there it is.

- What is this shit ? - That stuff...

makes pure mescaline seem like ginger beer, man.

- Adrenochrome. - Adrenochrome ? Hmm.

- [ Phone Rings ] - [ Gasps ]

[ Rings ]

[ Quietly ] Hello.

- Hi, Lucy. God bless. - Hmm ?

Yeah, it's me.

Hell, no, l taught the bastard a lesson he'll never forget.

What ? No, not dead.

But he won't be bothering anybody for a while.

Yeah, l left him out there.

l stomped him. l pulled all his teeth out.

[ Duke Narrating ] l remember thinking, Jesus...

what a terrible thing to lay on somebody with a head full of acid.

But we have a problem.

That bastard cashed a bad check downstairs and gave you as a reference.

They'll be looking for both of you.

Yeah, l know, Lucy, but you can't judge a book by its cover.

Some people are just basically rotten.

Anyway, the last thing in the world you wanna do is call this hotel again.

- They'll trace the call, put you behind bars. - [ Babbling ]

No, l'm moving to the Tropicana right away.

Hmm. [ Babbling ]

l'll use a different name. l'll let you know what it is.

[ Gasps ]

l gotta get off.

Probably have this phone tapped, baby.

- Yeah, it was horrible, but it's all over now. - [ Banging ]

Oh, my God. There's someone at the door.

- [ Squealing ] - There's someone at the door.

Christ ! Hey !

No ! l'm innocent ! It was Duke !

lt was Duke ! Lucy ! Lucy !

[ Yelling ] l love you ! l love you !

[ Screaming ]

Don't put that thing on me. Aaaah ! Aaaah !

[ Screaming Continues, Echoing ]

Whoo. Oh.

Well-- [ Sighs ]

That's that.

- [ Gurgling ] - That's the last we should be hearing from Lucy, man.

[ Exhales ]

She's probably stuffing herself down the incinerator about now.