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" The homicide skipper that year was a Captain Gregorius, a type of copper that is getting rarer but by no means extinct, the kind that solves crimes with the bright light, the soft sap, the kick to the kidneys, the knee to the groin, the fist to the solar plexus, the night stick to the base of the spine. Six months later he was indicted for perjury before a grand jury, booted without trial, and later stamped to death by a big stallion on his ranch in Wyoming.
Right now I was his raw meat. "
― Raymond Chandler , The Long Goodbye (Philip Marlowe, #6)
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" You probably didn’t intend it, but you’ve done me a favor. With an assist from Detective Dayton. You’ve solved a problem for me. No man likes to betray a friend but I wouldn’t betray an enemy into your hands. You’re not only a gorilla, you’re an incompetent. You don’t know how to operate a simple investigation. I was balanced on a knife-edge and you could have swung me either way. But you had to abuse me, throw coffee in my face, and use your fists on me when I was in a spot where all I could do was take it. From now on I wouldn’t tell you the time by the clock on your own wall. ”
For some strange reason he sat there perfectly still and let me say it. Then he grinned. “You’re just a little old cop-hater, friend. That’s all you are, shamus, just a little old cop-hater.”
“There are places where cops are not hated, Captain. But in those places you wouldn’t be a cop. "
― Raymond Chandler , The Long Goodbye (Philip Marlowe, #6)
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" Era como alguien que uno encuentra en un barco y llega a conocer muy bien aunque, al mismo tiempo, no lo conozca en absoluto. Se había ido de la misma forma que el pasajero que se despide en el muelle diciendo "nos veremos pronto, viejo", y uno sabe que jamás se volverán a ver. Y si es que se vuelven a ver, él será una persona completamente diferente, sólo otro rotario en su coche. "¿Cómo andan los negocio? ¡Oh!, no están mal. Tiene buen aspecto. Lo mismo usted. Aumenté mucho de peso. ¿Acaso todos no aumentamos? ¿Se acuerda de aquel viaje en el Granconia (¡o el nombre que tuviera!). ¡Oh!, claro, hermoso viaje, ¿no?"
Al diablo si fue un hermoso viaje. Estabas mordalmente aburrido. Sólo comenzaste a hablar con aquel tipo porque no había nadie interesante a tu alrededor. "
― Raymond Chandler , The Long Goodbye (Philip Marlowe, #6)