I guarantee the boss will protect you. He likes you. He likes your mind.
I just don't know who to trust anymore. I suppose I could use a pot of hot coffee and a few packs of Luckys. So, you got anything new in the investigation?
Who are you scared of?
Everybody. The Agency, mob, Cubans. Follow the Cubans. Check them out. Here. In Miami. Dallas. Check out Eladio del Valle. He used to be my paymaster when I flew missions into Cuba. Somewhere in Miami, you're on the right track. Don't write this down! I ain't cooperating with no one! What's going on here! There's a death warrant for me! Don't you get it? Damn! Wait a minute! You ain't bugged, are you? Son of a bitch, Lou! Are you?
Dave, I play it square. No bugs. I'd love you to go on the record, but I'm in no hurry.
I haven't slept since that shit article come out. Why'd you guys have to go and get me involved in this?
Did we involve you? Or did Clay Shaw?
Cocksucking ****. He got me by the balls.
What do you mean?
You know, photographs, compromising stuff. He'll use 'em, too. Agency plays for keeps. I knew Oswald, he was in my Civil Air Patrol unit. I taught him everything. He was a wannabe. Nobody really liked him 'cause they thought he was a snitch. But I treated him good. He talked about his kid he really wanted her to grow up with a chance but
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My neck is killing me. I've had cancer for years. Been working with mice trying to find a cure.
Did you ever work for the CIA?
You make it sound like it's some remote **** experience in ancient history. Man, you don't leave the Agency. Once you're in, they got you for life.
And Shaw?
Shaw's an untouchable. Highest clearance. Shaw, Oswald, the Cubans, all Agency.
What about Ruby?
Jack was a pimp. A bagman for the Dallas mob. Ran guns to Castro when he was on our side. Castro was almost with us till we tried to whack him. Everybody keeps flipping sides. It's fun and games.
How does the mob figure in this?
They're Agency too. The CIA and the Mafia worked together for years trying to whack out the beard. There's more to this than you could dream! Check out something called "Operation Mongoose." Government, Pentagon stuff. They're in charge. But who the **** pulls whose chain? Who knows? "Oh, what a deadly web we weave when we practice to deceive."
Who killed the President?
Why don't you **** stop it? Shit! This is too big for you, you know that? Who did the President? ****! It's a mystery. It's a mystery wrapped in a riddle inside an enigma! The shooters don't even know! Don't you get it? ****, man! I can't keep talking like this! They'll **** kill me! I'll **** die! Son of a bitch!
It's all right.
I don't know what happened. ****! All I wanted in the world was to be a Catholic priest. Live in a monastery. Pray. Serve God. I had one terrible **** weakness. And they defrocked me! Then I started to lose everything.
You'll be okay, Dave. You just talk to us on the record. We'll protect you, I guarantee it.
They'll get to you too. They'll destroy you. They're untouchable. I'm so **** exhausted, I can't see straight.
