He doesn't have it... (He points to the sea.) Here's an idea. Maybe you could look in the mother fucking motor carriage you drove into the sea? Maybe LOOK THERE?!
I can believe that. Not the *detective* part, that's a tall order, but that he fucked with us. This is typical Harry behaviour. A sick joke. I told you, Jude.
Oh, I wish I could, I wish I could... (he spreads his arms and shrugs.) Unfortunately I'm a neck and chin nurse. What you need is a head nurse. Sorry I couldn't help you out, buddy.
Don't make this about Lieutenant Kitsuragi. He's a *great* cop -- and you almost got him killed. I don't even understand why you're *here* after he got shot.
