Harry Crumb : What's this? An egg?
Eliot Draison : It's a pterodactyl egg. It's fossilized. It's 90 million years old. In the entire world, only two of these have ever been found.
Harry Crumb : You know, that may be worth something.
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Eliot Draison : [Harry is showing Elliot photographic evidence of Hellen Downing having an affair. However, Harry is not aware that the man in the photos is Elliot himself, not the apartment's owner, Vince Barnes, who is also a lover of Hellen's. The photos clearly show Elliot's face, and Elliot is amused by Harry's ignorance]  You haven't looked at these have you?
Harry Crumb : No. I was there!
[Both men laugh] 
Harry Crumb : You'd think an athletic guy like Vince Barnes would have a big dingus
[Elliot is clearly infuriated, but Harry doesn't notice] 
Harry Crumb : ... But, no, look at that pathetic little...
[Sees "Fallacy" on his word-a-day callendar, but ignores the definition] 
Harry Crumb : fallacy.
Eliot Draison : [Elliot indignantly slams the photos down on the desk]  You don't know anything about this case, do you?
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[At LAX, Harry manages to break open the door to the control room, albeit Harry getting hit in the process, to see a chained-up Eliot, the actual mastermind behind the kidnapping of Jennifer Downing, with masking tape around his mouth] 
Harry Crumb : [shocked]  Eliot!
[two LAPD cops stare at Eliot, now seemly defeated] 
Harry Crumb : [smirks and smiles]  Don't think I didn't know what was going on in your mind.
[chuckles] 
Harry Crumb : You didn't I could figure it out, did ya, Eliot? You didn't think I was up to the challenge. Now you understand. Mm-hmm. Now you know how good I really am. Yep, now you know the folly of your ways. Maybe now, in front of these two gentlemen, you'll finally be man enough to give credit where credit is due. What do you say to that, Eliot Draison?
[Harry rips off the tape from Eliot's mouth; Eliot yells] 
Eliot Draison : [growls; furious]  All right, you imbecile. I confess! I did it! I kidnapped her! I was behind the whole thing! I don't know how you figured it out with that witless brain of yours, but I'd rather rot in jail for the rest of my life
[screaming] 
Eliot Draison : rather than listen to ONE MORE IDIOTIC WORD!
Harry Crumb : [to the cops]  Book him.
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