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L.A. Noire Walkthrough Part 74: "The Black Caesar" (5 of 6)

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Detective Phelps: LAPD. We're here to see Jose Ramez.

Man 1: What's it about?

Detective Phelps: Routine inquiries, sir. Can you tell us where we can find him?

Man 1: You missed him. He was in the delivery truck just went out.

Detective Phelps: Goddamit!

Detective Earle: 11K calling KGPL.

Man 2: Go ahead, 11K.

Detective Earle: 11K requesting assistance in pursuit of narcotics suspects aboard a GM delivery truck, commercial license David-Charles-4-5-7.

Man 2: Roger, 11K.

Detective Earle: Get in close and steer him off the tar.

Detective Phelps: What does this lunatic think he's doing?

Here comes the cavalry.

Detective Earle: We're not playing around here. Take this clown off the road.

Whoa, watch it!

Keep it steady and I'll try to burst his tires.

Hit him, Cole. Spin him out.

He's going left onto Hollywood. Get alongside him and take him out

Man 3: Watch out!

Detective Phelps: Put your hands where I can see them.

Jose Ramez, you're being arrested on suspicion of supplying illegal drugs, resisting arrest, and for malicious damage to LAPD property.

Jose Ramez: Hey, hold your horses. I supply furniture, not drugs. And that thing back there, that was an accident. Some furniture came loose that's all . . .

Detective Earle: Save it for the DA, chico.

Detective Phelps: Keep an eye on him. We're going to take a look around inside.

Detective Earle: What's with the puddle? Where's that trail of water coming from, Cole?

Where's he been delivering? And who has been delivering here? Any repeat business in the ledger, Cole?

Detective Phelps: Why is Ramez buying so much ice? Merlon Ottie is buying a lot of furniture.

Detective Earle: There must be a way through the back.

Welcome to furniture village. Where taste comes to die.

What a pile of junk. My mother would be in heaven.

I bet this is the kind of crap you love, Cole. Twenty years out of fashion.

Smells of old people in here.

Get down here. There's a cold room in the back.

I think we know where the water's coming from. You're gonna want to see this.

Detective Phelps: There's something frozen inside.

Well, I'll be damned. This must be how they transport the morphine.

LAPD, leave it right there. Everyone out of the vehicle and put your hands up.

Detective Earle: There's something in the ice.

He's making a run for it. Let him have it.

You're clear. Go.

Take cover, you lunatic!

Man 4: Oh, son of a . . .

Detective Phelps: Take them all to Hollywood Station Have the ME and Tech Services go over this place.

Officer: Where will you be?

Detective Phelps: Hunting polar bear.

You drive. I need to go over the case notes.

Detective Phelps: All right where to?

Is Ottie serious? Is the LAPD turning a blind eye on narcotics?

Detective Earle: Keep your shirt on, Phelps.

Drugs are prohibited. Doesn't mean people don't want to take them.
Limiting supply doesn't mean that we have limited demand.

Detective Phelps: I understand that. I know that the average Joe needs to unwind a little, let his hair down at the end of the week.
But morphine? Heroin?

Detective Earle: It's important to demonize hop, Phelps. Looks good in the papers. But when all's said and done, it's just another chemical like booze. A lot people in high places think we are doing the city the a favor by keeping the dope rolling into Central Avenue. Donelly certainly believes we need to keep them anesthetized.

Detective Phelps: Better jobs and opportunities would go alot further.

Detective Earle: Will you listen to yourself?

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