Five feet two inches os slick repartee, near purple hair, and a poetic imagination, twenty year old Rune hasn't been in Manhattan very long. But she's crafty enough to have found a squatter's paradise in an empty TriBeCa loft, and a video store job that feeds her pasion for old movies. It's a passion she shares with her favorite customer, Mr. Elly, a lonely old man who rents the same vidoe over and over. The flick is a noir classic based on a real life unsolved bank hesit and a million missing dollars. It's called Manhattan Is My Beat.
That's the tape Rune is picking up from Mr. Kelly's shabby apartment when she finds him shot to death.
That's the tape Rune is picking up from Mr. Kelly's shabby apartment when she finds him shot to death.
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