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DALLESANDRO
I know you think Iím dirty, Russ --
NAPOLITANO
You said it, not me.
DALLESANDRO
Youíll be happy to hear weíre bringing in Duvane.
NAPOLITANO
Sheís my daughter -- Rachel.
(beat)
Celeste denied it. I didnít know back then what a liar she was. Rachel knows Iím innocent. Thatís why that freak in the purple bathrobe is trying to kill her!
DALLESANDRO
Weíll find her, Russ. I wonít let Duvane...
NAPOLITANO
Wake up Judge LaSalle. All I need is twenty-four hours.
DALLESANDRO
Youíre staying here until the arraignment. An emergency city council meetingís being held tomorrow morning and youíre going nowhere near it.
NAPOLITANO
Council meeting for what?

Dallesandro smiles indulgently and approaches the cell.

DALLESANDRO
Didnít you tell me once that in L.A. you have to re-invent yourself every now and then or people will forget about you?

Napolitano looks at him, waiting for it.

DALLESANDRO
Looks like you re-invented yourself as an ex-mayor murder suspect.

INT. THE ORDER - DUVANEíS STUDY - NIGHT

Rachel, unconscious, lies strapped to a gurney near Sydney, who sits groggily in a wheelchair. Duvane, holding a small paper bag, speaks to him softly so the TWO ORDERLIES standing nearby canít hear.


 
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