All language subtitles for LadyKillers (1988) (Rare and Not online Anywhere.)

Oh, it's going to be that time.

Oh.

Son. Yeah.

I got to go.

But,

officer,

you forgot to give me my ticket.

That's okay, lady.

You paid the fine.

Oh, thank you, officer.

You watch yourself on that bicycle.

If I catch you speeding one more time...
Would I have to do this again?

Many, many times.

Hey,

I get tickets for the game Sunday. You
want to go?

Oh, I'd love to, but... But?

I've got masses of work to do.

Come on, Sam, be lazy for a day. I
can't.

There's no room in my life for lazy
days.

Can't you ever relax?

Even for a minute?

No.

Can we change the subject? Forget it.

Let me just forget I asked.

Yes, that's what the market survey
indicated, Mr. Castelli.

Um, of course, it's all open to
interpretation, but, um... But I'm

that approach won't sell bathroom
appliances.

Can you hold on a minute?

That won't do.

You'll have to improve, Gary, or start
clearing out your desk.

Okay, I'll do them over.

Now, Mr. Castelli, why don't we continue
this tomorrow over lunch?

You guys busy there?

Oh, not right now. Listen.

I'm sorry if I was a dope before.

And I don't mean to upset you.

But the last thing I want to do...
Thanks, Gavin.

Thanks for the call.

It counts.

Good.

Have a nice afternoon.

You too.

I think the kid got bit.

Boy, detective.

Shot by arrow to heart. It was just a
friend, guys. Just a friend.

Oh, of course.

Oh, I know.

But there was a certain... Oh, how do I
say it?

A husky tenderness.

A manly sincerity in your voice.

I'm sorry if I was a dope.

Last thing in the world I'd want to do
to you, dearest.

What did you say the lady's name was?

Let's have your report.

You devil, you.

Mm -hmm.

It works.

Reminds me of, um, hair ribbons, you
know. A bodice tie and a negligee.

Exactly.

Now... Is there a problem?

Getting our client excited about it. You
know Morgana.

What if... What if we show her how it's
done?

You mean give her the star treatment?

Right. I've already asked her to come
over here this afternoon.

You'll cut up ribbons of delicate color
and dazzle her with graphic magic.

What do you say?

Awesome.

You got no at all.

Oh, that's gamble.

Might get a little trouble.

Yeah, gamble.

The glamorous boy.

Well, you're a demon.

The glamorous boy.

You scared the hell out of me.

You deserve it.

Oh, honey, you don't think that I
would... Yes, I do think that you... And

our bed, that's tacky. No class.

None at all.

Good passion.

Never, ever... Again.

Got it?

Yeah.

Yeah, got it.

Swell.

Just remember who buys your fancy suits
and your fancy car.

I'm sorry.

I'm not sorry.

I'll see you.

Michael.

Yeah. Yeah. No little pick -ups tonight.

No pick -ups tomorrow.

No pick -ups. Let the ladies find their
own.

Gotta play the crowd, honey.

Play them, honey bunch.

Keep them out of bed.

Comprende? Yeah.

I get the message.

Make it quick.

Well, how do you like it?

What are you doing in there?

Getting ready to dance a new finale.

Very nice try, Timothy.

But no dice.

I told you, Michael dances the finale.

I made up my mind.

You mean you changed it.

Look, you promised. You said... I said
you were my most popular dancer. Were is

the operative word.

We don't do drugs here. This is a
business... Look, you owe me.

Now, I've been around here longer than
anybody else. That's right.

So you've had longer to learn the rules.

Unfortunately for you, my rules are not
made to be broken. I'll mail you what I

owe you.

You fool, you filthy little...

What kind of crowd is it? Anybody seen?

Yeah, dogs to the left and demons to the
right.

Who took home the big one in red last
night?

I did.

Just

one.

The others are for the lady.

I know.

the most elegant lady killer of them
all.

The one, the only, the spectacular...

Slashing at lady killers.

It's late. Why don't you let me give it
to someone who's coming out?

It's okay, Captain. It's still my shift.
I'll handle it.

Dedication.

Kramer, go.

Hey, shift changes in 20 minutes. I
don't get home tonight and my old lady's

going to turn to others for warmth and
comfort. You know what I mean?

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Listen, I've been meaning to talk to you
about the new kid on the block.

This might be a chance to pull him off
paper, huh?

Kavanaugh?

You don't seem enthusiastic.

No, it's just that... Isn't his shift
over?

Don't you like him?

Yeah, he's all right.

I thought he was kind of cute.

Cute I don't need.

You know I like pros.

So, make him one.

He's yours, Lieutenant.

An order?

Kavanaugh. Lieutenant.

Let's go. We're working.

What did you do that for?

Are you crazy? It wasn't me. It was
Buchholz.

single?

You mean is this for tonight only? Uh
-huh.

No. Take a right up ahead. Don't be
saying anything to the driver. He'll let

out on a statistic.

No, this is about Colt's brainstorm.

You and me are this terrific new team.

Oh, Lee. I don't like it any better than
you do.

This is going to be just a little
difficult, Sam.

But how the hell do we handle it?

Be cool.

Real cool.

Darling.

I knew you were in trouble the minute I
laid eyes on you.

Male Caucasian, light brown hair,
approximately 28 years of age.

There is no evidence of rigor mortis or
post -mortem lividity.

Slash -type wound extends from behind
the left ear, crossing the trachea and

sternum.

Take a look around. Find out whatever
you can.

Hi, guys.

The apparent cause of death, therefore,
would... Hello, Lieutenant.

Come have a look.

It's a fascinating wound. Really
fascinating.

Look at that. Isn't it marvelous?

Looks like he was attacked by a tiger,
doesn't it?

It sure does.

Wrong. All wrong.

Look at the subcutaneous striations.

They're clean as whistles.

No, no, no, no, no. No claws made these.

They're the marks of a weapon.

An extraordinary weapon.

Eisenman, I bet you're a bunch of laughs
at an autopsy.

What?

Nothing.

So, uh, so what about this weapon? Can
you give me a description?

Oh, yes, but not right now.

I want to check on a few things first.

Excuse me, I belong here. I have to get
through.

No, Lieutenant, I was not. I was up here
when it happened.

How well did you know the victim,
Michael Foster?

Not intimately.

But we had a rapport. He was my star, my
headliner.

Do you know offhand if he had any
enemies?

Enemies?

No, I don't think so.

Lieutenant Flannery!

Excuse me, Lieutenant!

I'll be right back.

We found something out back.

As soon as I'm finished, Kavanaugh.

We found this wig, the dress, and the
sunglasses here in the sewer.

Who's we?

Excuse me, Lieutenant?

You said we found something out back.
Who's we?

Well, I guess I meant me.

Oh, I see.

So what made you look in here?

Well, that's the only entrance to the
building that wasn't guarded.

How do you know that?

The main entrance.

A club employee named Zach Lockhart
works there.

And he says nobody went through there
until the uniformed officers arrived.

These three are fire doors.

If they're opened, they break a circuit
that lights up on the chief

electrician's board.

And he swears there wasn't a flicker.

And that is the employee's entrance.

Nobody guards that.

We need a key to get in.

Garcia, go get some evidence bags.

Sure, boss.

Nice dress, Detective.

He's asleep.

Did you win?

Win? I thought you were playing bridge.

Oh, well, yes. But, you know, it's a
girl. It's not the game that counts.

The gossip.

I don't think I even know who won.

I just heard the craziest thing.

There's a club here in town where women
go to watch men strip.

It's called Lady Killers. You ever hear
of it?

No, I haven't.

Yeah, I just saw it on the news.

And their dancers just got killed there
tonight.

What kind of woman would go to a place
like that?

I guess it takes all kinds.

I just don't understand it. I guess I'm
hopelessly old -fashioned.

Hopelessly.

It's really strange.

I mean, a person who would kill someone
right in the middle of a performance.

In front of a hundred witnesses, no lie.
Yeah.

Which is, of course, why the disguise.
And did you hear those descriptions?

No two of them even came close.

Do you think Buckles has guessed
anything?

I mean, about us?

And that's why he put us together?

No,

he'd come right out and say it.

Or just tear me to pieces.

Thank you.

Do you know how beautiful you are?

I know how beautiful you are.

Sometimes when we're in bed together, I
look at you, and you are so beautiful.

It hurt.

It really hurt.

I love you, Flannery.

You know that?

Do you?

What do you mean to hear from me?

You don't stop playing with that wine
glass.

I am going to strangle you.

Drive me crazy.

Do I?

So?

Take it easy.

Slow down.

Don't rush the good things.

I never rush the good things.

Check.

Yeah.

Flannery here.

Yeah, it's great.

Beautiful.

So all you know for sure is that the
wound was made by a weapon with four

parallel blades, huh?

Amazing insight.

And? He's just confirming what we
already know.

The wound that killed Foster was made by
some strange kind of weapon.

Also, the good doctor wants us to know
there wasn't really a lion or tiger

in the room.

So what is the story with this weapon,
anyway? You've had three days on it.

was it? It doesn't exist, unless you
want to count razor blades between the

knuckles. It's a one -off.

We've already ruled out razor blades. I
mean, nobody could hold them as steady

as these wounds.

Carter, down at the weapons lab.

He's never seen anything like it. He
thinks it was made just for this job.

We're checking industrial tools, machine
jigs, but so far... Zip. Zero.

But I've got an appointment with the
boss of the Museum of Science and

this afternoon.

Don't hold your breath.

Also, the blood on the dress we found in
the sewer is another thing.

Aside from the victims, there was a type
AB.

We sent a sample to the lab, and we
should have a gene fingerprint in a

days. What's the dress, the wig, all
this other stuff?

Cheapest of the cheap.

Chain store stuff.

Thousands unloaded all over the country.

Still, we're running down all of the
local outlets. Right, Paloma?

I've got 30 more to hit.

So far, nobody knows nothing.

It's gonna take a miracle.

I'll pray you keep at it, huh?

It's the shrink to the rescue.

Hello, Garcia.

I've been all through these reports.

What do you want from me? The name and
address of the killer.

Phone number would help, too.

Hey, what we need from you is anything
you can give us on this killer. These

guys are going to be interviewing 230
women who were at that show, plus

employees. Is there anything that'll
narrow it down for us?

For what it's worth, it's probably a
woman.

So? A woman in the audience flips out,
kills Michael Foster with some four

-bladed weapon, runs out of the club.

In the confusion, takes off a wig,
sunglasses, and a dress, shoves him down

sewer, and then runs home in her bra and
panties.

It's a floor -length dress that zips up
the front.

Would have taken her two seconds to get
out of it. She has another dress

underneath.

Any other ideas?

I don't know.

It could be a man with a rich feminine
side. I mean, you know, it's hard to

generalize about these things.

Oh, it's also possible that it's just
some guy who's got a grudge against

Michael Foster.

I don't know, Captain.

Killing like that, right out in public,
that kind of mutilation?

Whoever's done this is acting out more
than just a simple grudge.

Anything else?

If the killer is as troubled as I think,
he could backtrack. If he thinks his

secret fantasies are threatened.

Personalities like this are like polar
bears.

They sometimes hump the hunter.

Well, that's just great, Abe.

For the time being, Flannery, why don't
you just stick with standard eye?

Trace, motives, opportunity.

Yeah, I know what to do.

Okay, you guys, back to work.

Okay. Call me if you get anything.

Go,

sunshine.

What's eating you?

You've been quiet.

I've been thinking.

Oops. Didn't know the genius was at
work.

Wait for me.

Sure, men dress as women sometimes
trying to get in.

Could you tell me anything about Michael
Foster's sexual habits?

Well, I can tell you that he was living
with a woman, Lieutenant.

Lila Corbett, she handles my advertising
and my PR.

Could he have been bisexual?

Why not?

But it's Lila you should ask.

I plan to.

She'll be here tonight.

Is this going to take a lot longer? I
have some work to do.

No, we're almost through.

Would you believe that all of this has
been good for business?

We've been booked solid, standing room
only.

Sure. Murder the great spectator sport.

You said you were in your office when it
happened, huh?

Mm -hmm.

Did you see anyone go up the employee's
entrance during the show that night?

No. But anyway, that door is always
locked. It keeps the ladies from

out without paying.

Why?

We found some things outside.

I thought maybe the killer used it as an
escape.

Who is Keith?

Everyone who works here.

So no one from the audience could get
out, but all of your employees could.

Mm -hmm.

Thanks.

Speaking of employees, you asked me if
Michael had any enemies.

Didn't you?

You sure know how to get my attention.

Kramer, did you run that check on
Timothy Walden, that dancer from Lady

Well, Garcia's supposed to have
questioned him.

I'll find out. Okay.

Flannery!

You, uh, on to something?

I might be.

Morgana canned this guy Walden the night
of the killing.

He made a hell of a fuss and hit her,
apparently because she hadn't picked him

to dance the new finale.

Instead, she picked... Michael Foster.

You got it.

A bad angle.

It's not a great one, either.

I don't think he had time to plan it.

Oh, by the way, Kavanaugh and I are
going to the club tonight.

You know, we're going to check out their
pattern of operations, see who has time

to do what.

Good.

How's the new boy working out?

Kavanaugh?

Yeah.

Oh, he's all right, I guess, you know,
for a kid.

And?

That's it.

This might interest you.

You Timothy Wallen guy?

He checked out of the hotel the night of
the killing.

Garcia hasn't been able to question him
because he left no forwarding address.

No known whereabouts.

So, what do you think?

I think you've done a wonderful job.
Thank you, Lila.

Well, the boss is pleased.

I'm sorry about Michael.

He was more important to you than he was
to me.

Lieutenant Flannery.

Meet Lila Corbett.

Hello, Lieutenant.

You wanted to see me, I believe?

That's right, Miss Corbett.

I'd like to ask you a few questions.
Call me Miss.

I'm just an old -fashioned girl.

I can see that.

Why don't you tell me about your
relationship with Michael Foster?

Okay.

What have you decided? Who's doing
Michael's finale?

Morgana.

None of us wants to do it.

Why?

What are you afraid of?

We're not afraid, exactly.

But... But what?

Without a respect for Michael, can't we
do the other finale?

You can have all the respect for Michael
you want on your own time.

Bobby, you've just been promoted.

The finale's yours.

Please, Morgana, I don't feel like it.
Really, I don't. Relax, Morgana.

I'll do it.

Now run along. I wouldn't want you to
see me getting dressed.

The one, the only,

the spectacular Gene Supreme.

Come on, Sam. You just got swamped by
all those screaming women. You don't

understand. That's not the point. I
should have realized the same thing

happen again. I should have brought
backup.

You can't be responsible for everything
in the world, Sam.

Someday you'll grasp the awful truth
that the Earth goes around the sun

you want it to or not. Please, don't
patronize me. Will you just relax?

Will you just let me go? No, stop it.

It was not your fault.

Of course it was my fault.

And just what were you doing with your
hero bit?

Huh? Last night at the club when you
flattened me, that macho shtick.

That's why I couldn't catch the killer.

Look, when I am working, it is not man
-woman time. It is lieutenant -rookie

time. Have you got that? What are you
attacking me for?

We saved the dancer's life.

And let the killer get away. Wait a
minute.

Just wait a minute. What do you want
from me?

It's my first... What I want is I want
no mistake.

Wait. You're beating up on me.

I don't like it.

Then don't play footsie with me when
you're on it. But I was not playing

with you, and you know it.

And I was just protecting my lieutenant,
that's all.

I'd have done the same for anybody.

Well, then you would have been wrong for
anybody.

How do you know it's in my head when I'm
planning? Oh.

I get it.

I didn't honor the genius at her craft.

Oh, that's right. You had this terrific
plan where you get slashed and then

dripping blood you catch the killer. Why
was I so stupid not to get that?

When I'm working, I am a cop, period. I
am not your lover.

I'm Lieutenant Flannery.

You got that?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I got that all right.

Lieutenant Flannery. In fact...

We may not be lovers at all.

Maybe not.

Lieutenant Flannery.

I've got some new information on that
dancer, Timothy Walden.

The head electrician for Lady Killers
was in this morning.

He said he saw Walden in the dressing
rooms last night.

How sure is he?

You better ask Cavanaugh. He's the one
that asked him to come in.

Boy, our little recruit's getting his
nose into everything, isn't he?

Get Cavanaugh in here.

Right.

Cavanaugh.

You wanted me, Lieutenant?

Come in, Kavanaugh.

You asked the head electrician to come
in this morning.

Why was that?

Somebody turned out the lights.

Thought it might help if we knew how
that was done.

What access to them, where the mains
were, that kind of thing.

Of course.

Go on.

The mains are on the electric board,
backstage.

Anyone who worked in the club knew where
they were.

The crew, the dancers, the PR people,
etc.

What about the customers?

Yeah, maybe some of them, too.

All right, what's this about Timothy
Walden?

The electrician says he saw him in the
dressing rooms last night.

Did he say what he was up to?

He said he was packing his clothes.

Did you ask if you saw him leave?

Yes.

And?

He didn't.

Thank you, Cavanaugh.

Who? You frighten me.

Leaning up on me like that.

What the hell are you looking for?

Nothing.

Nothing? She doesn't look like you're
looking for nothing.

It's unimportant.

No, really. I forget it.

Morgana, it's Lieutenant Flannery.

Listen, this is important.

What's the matter, Lieutenant? You
closing me down?

No, quite the opposite. I want you to
stay open.

I have an idea that might nail the
killer.

It's a plan that no one should know
about, though, except you and me. Are

interested?

Yes, of course.

I want to emphasize that this is a
volunteer assignment.

It is also a high -risk one.

The officer chosen will have little
cover and maximum exposure.

If anyone wants to leave, now's the time
to do it.

You're going to be a hero and I love it.

Thanks, Palo, for volunteering.

Anyone else?

All right.

Then I want everyone to dance.

This was an undercover job.

Come on, guys.

Start moving.

All right, all right, let's do it.

Good,

good. Now I want everyone to strip.

I think they all have really promising
futures in their chosen careers.

Sorry, sorry.

Devour him.

All right, Cavanaugh, you're it.

You know, this is a volunteer
assignment.

I mean, it could be dangerous.

Well, that'll be all right, Lieutenant.

I understand.

You don't have to do this, you know.

Just doing my job, Lieutenant.

Oh, yes, sir.

Well, thanks, but it would get all over
my costume.

First you put it on, then you wipe it
off.

Thanks.

Bill, where did you come from?

I won a contest.

My mommy said I'd be a star.

We have some new dancers, guys.

In five minutes, I'm letting 250 women
in.

Every single one of them is here to have
a good time.

And it's your job to make sure that they
do. So flirt with them.

Play with them. Make them happy. But
that's it.

I run a class place here.

Aren't you lucky?

Any one of you.

Pull stunts. Turn tricks. I'll have you
thrown out so fast your butt won't catch

up with you for a week.

I'm selling good.

Clean sexual fantasies.

So keep alive and keep your eye on the
crowd.

If you see anything funny at all, I want
you to move in fast.

Don't forget this is one of your fellow
officers up there.

And I don't want anything to happen to
him.

Got it? That's right. Right. Got it.

She doesn't want anything to happen to
him.

That's right.

She doesn't want anything to happen to
him.

It's unbelievable.

Not an empty seat for a week.

Then you thought it was going to ruin
you.

Just shows what I know.

The point is, you've got to come up with
a plan to keep this momentum going.

Come in.

Excuse me.

You wanted to see me?

Yeah, I did.

You know what to do with these.

Good luck.

What was that?

New dancer.

Like him?

Like him.

I want him.

these guys hot or what?

Well, now for all you sexy, sexy ladies,
we have a big surprise.

And when I say big, I mean big.

Direct from London, Massachusetts, the
one, the only

Casanova Cavanaugh.

Thank you.

You try so hard not to speak, oh.

All the things you do to me, well, oh.

All that I can do to you, you never
know.

Think you can bring it back to life?

Oh, sorry, but if I take that offstage,
they'll bug me for soliciting.

I look so mean, nightcap.

I wasn't touching the dancers.

Isn't he gorgeous?

Just what an old -fashioned girl like me
needs.

I don't remember the part of the
assignment that says that you get to

the suspect.

What's the matter with you?

I wasn't drooling.

What am I supposed to do?

Tell a suspect to get lost?

Well, I just think you're doing your job
properly when, you know, when you're

making an idiot out of yourself.

You're jealous.

You're jealous. You are jealous.

You want to say it again? You want to
say it five or six more times? Go ahead.

But don't you touch that woman.

You can be a kid.

Just don't act like one.

Both nights there was an attack, she was
there. For the first one, she had a

motive. She's living with a guy and he's
catting around on her.

Who knows what they had going on. The
second one, Gene, what's his name? For

we know, they had something going too.

I mean, the lady is not exactly choosy.

I wouldn't say so, no.

Well, she and Timothy Walden are the
best leads we've got, so let's work

From your report, Cavanaugh, I
understand that Lila Corbett is

you. Is that a fair reading of what
happened last night at Lady Killer's?

Uh, yes, sir.

So, I suggest you don't disappoint a
lady.

I want you to get close to her. You read
me?

You should find out everything she
knows. Stuff she's not telling the

She knows the layout of the club. She
knows the players.

Your job is going to be to find out
everything you can.

We'll have a backup team covering you
all the way.

You think you want to give it a try?

I think I can handle it.

Doubt hard.

Okay, the transmitter has a

range of about 500 feet.

Keep this within 12 feet of you at all
times.

You'll have immediate backup if you need
it. And Kavanaugh.

Keep your wits about you.

They're going inside.

Baby.

Easy. Just a little tea.

Playing hard to get, huh?

No, I'm just a little thirsty.

what do you want what do you got

ever to get here.

How about some Chardin?

You do the honors.

There's no case.

It's a pleasure.

It's a pleasure.

Is that your standard toast?

Well, I'm in favor of pleasure.

A lot's of different kinds.

So I hear.

Oh, you do, do you?

Didn't you go with that dancer who got
killed?

I don't want to talk about it.

Let's go upstairs.

I know it must be painful for you, but I
don't want to end up in the morgue.

Maybe you can give me some tips on self
-preservation.

Baby, I'd love to give you some tips.

Takes two to tango, you know.

Here, let me help you.

What?

But what's that? What's happening?

Captain was right, Lieutenant.

It is a dangerous assignment.

She's killing him.

I wish she'd kill me like that.

Hey, can he put in for overtime?

You guys get your kicks.

I think Captain... Captain, I think now.

Creamer, give me a report on this in the
morning, okay?

You mean you want me to write this down?

Maybe we could draw it.

I'm sure you'll find a way.

She put on a good act, right? Yes, well,
especially the business where she

chokes up and can't say his name.

I think... Where the hell are

you going? It's like I said, baby, home.

Let's just say I changed my mind.

You miserable bastard.

You dirty, rotten thief.

Are you considering a career in
graphics, Lieutenant?

Flannery.

Excuse me?

Listen, are you going to give me a hint
or do I just start guessing?

Bingo!

I was going to guess Parcheesi. What in
the hell is going on? Look.

Perfect match.

So? So?

Whatever did this, did this.

I'd say you and Miss Corbett ought to
have a little chat.

Actually, it's Miss Corbett.

Joe, look.

Oh, Lieutenant Flattery.

What can I do for you?

We have a few questions about the poster
you did for Lady Killers.

Well, I think you better talk to the
designer on the account.

Sue Hiller, she's right over there.

Hello?

Oh, Lieutenant Flattery. It's for you.

Talk to Sue Hiller.

Play it any way you want. Get
everything.

You can take it over there.

Lieutenant Flannery speaking.

Hello, Lieutenant.

A woman that's called twice won't leave
her name and won't talk to anyone but

you.

She sounds pretty desperate.

What should I do if she calls again? I'm
afraid of losing her.

Could you get anything from her?

You're pretty handy with those tools,
aren't you?

It's part of my job.

Why?

It's a very interesting knife you're
making there. It looks very sharp. Are

just curious, or is there something you
want?

Halo, listen, if she calls again, just
get me on the line wherever I am.

What kind of weapon is that that you're
making so industriously?

And what do you plan to do with it when
you're through? It's not a weapon, okay?

It's an art tool.

You could have fooled me.

I use it in my work.

It's very sharp.

Yeah.

I'll show you how it works.

See?

How does it do on human flesh?

What are you talking about?

You know, you're asking me all these
questions. You've got the wrong person,

okay? Don't tell me to calm down.

Why are you asking me these questions?

You're hurting me.

What are you doing? How dare you pull a
routine like this in here? You've had

it, Corbett.

You have access to the murder weapon.
You hang out at lady killers, and you

a motive to go after the victim.

You're both under arrest.

What? Be them their rights.

You have the right to remain silent.
You're making a big mistake. You can

up your right to remain silent. Anything
you say can and will be used against

you. You've set me up.

Try it and you're dead.

You've got two choices.

You can walk out of here nice and quiet,
or you can be handcuffed and dragged

through your office.

Do you understand each of these rights
that I've explained to you?

Talk to Sue Heller. She's driving me
crazy. She hasn't stopped crying.

You're quite the little general, aren't
you?

Is that how you get your kicks?

You are going to answer my questions or
I'm going to lock you up with the rest

of the horse. You got it?

That's cute.

Bet all the fellas are real sweet on
you.

Now, you lied about a fight that you had
with Michael outside the club.

It seems you threatened him because he
was cheating on you. True or false?

Well, the facts are so... True or false?

True.

Good, that's one honest answer.

Care to try for two?

You said you weren't at the club when
Michael was killed.

True or false?

True.

So where were you?

I was driving home. I got a ticket, all
right?

What happened to Michael bugged me, if
you must know.

So I went back to the club for a little
company.

Oh, and that's when you claimed Zach saw
you. I mean, after the killing. Yes.

Well, this ticket, um, do you happen to
have it with you?

As a matter of fact, I don't.

Well, why don't you tell me where it is,
and I can send an officer to go pick it

up.

As a matter of fact, it was... Well, it
wasn't an actual written ticket,

actually. It was... So you lied again.

Garcia! No, I didn't mean... Um, check
out a traffic ticket or a warning or

something that Miss Corbett claims to
have received last week at the time of

killing. It was where?

Mulholland. Mulholland.

That was close, Miss Corbett.

Very close.

Were you stopped by an officer, yes or
no?

Yes. Did he give you a ticket or a
warning?

A warning. Was it verbal or written?

Can I explain?

No. Describe the officer. What did he
look like?

It was dark. I didn't notice. And... I,
um... talked to him

gently and sort of, um... Get it?

A transfer.

What are you talking about anyway,
Captain?

Why?

Sir, I'd rather not say.

What the hell is this with you? A point
of honor?

If you like.

I don't like.

I don't like it at all.

Excuse me, Flannery. Would you step in
here?

Please.

This officer is in your charge?

Yes.

Why is he asking for a transfer?

I didn't know he was, sir.

What is going on between you?

And you are staying on it, period.

And the same goes for you, Lieutenant.

You got it?

Take it out of here.

Lieutenant.

I didn't stay with Lila last night.

Great. And I didn't sleep with her
either.

Terrific.

Now go back to work at the club.

Stay on this. Be a pro.

The club is closed on Monday.

Go rehearse your routine.

He needs it.

Cavanaugh!

Did you mean that about Lila?

Roughly 100%. It's true?

Yes, it's true.

Lieutenant,

we

checked with the officer on duty on
Mulholland.

He did stop Lila Corbett at about 10 o
'clock.

That's the time Michael Foster was
killed.

when I told you about Lansing.

Lieutenant Flannery, you don't know me,
but I've been calling you.

I have to talk to you.

I know I've been waiting for your call,
but I can't speak over the phone.

Well, can you tell me anything, what
this is even about?

Lady killers.

The murder?

Um, look, why don't you come in so we
can talk?

No, I won't come to the police station.

Well, why don't I meet you somewhere?
You can pick a place.

All right.

The Regency Plaza Hotel. The parking
garage.

All right. When?

As soon as you can, now, before I lose
my courage. And come alone.

All right.

Bye.

I saw your picture in the newspaper.

I chose you because I thought... I don't
know.

There was something.

You have to understand that I won't
testify to anything I'm going to tell

almost didn't come.

Nobody can know where this information
came from.

I can't legally make these promises.

You must know that.

I'm not talking legally. I'm talking
about you as a person making a promise

me.

If something desperate happens and you
have to break your promise, then I'm

destroyed and my marriage is over.

All right.

If you're willing to trust me, I'm
prepared to trust you.

I was at Lady Killer's the night the
dancer was killed.

I recognized somebody, somebody I
haven't seen in years, many years.

She was dressed strangely. She had on a
wig and a kind of a big muumuu. Do you

remember those?

Was the wig a cheap blonde thing all
crazy? Yes.

Everyone was standing up and shouting
and waving money around. It was the

finale. I only got a glimpse of Annie,
but I think she's the one that did it.

That attacked him.

What is your full name?

When I knew her, it was Annie Pulaski.

Who is she? What did she do when you
knew her?

She was a street girl.

A prostitute.

Like I was.

She was pretty for a street girl.

But something terrible happened to her
and I never saw her again.

What happened?

She got a bad job.

Oh, I mean a bad one.

Everybody knew about it. This guy just
figured her.

He just scared the hell out of us.

A prostitute's nightmare. He took her
somewhere. He tied her up for days.

Is there anything else that you can tell
me?

This guy was a grotesque.

Not just what he did to her, but him.
All the time that he had her, that he

his things to her.

He was dressed in evening clothes.

White tie and tails.

White tie and tails.

Oh, thank you, lady.

Thank you so much.

Would you please call me tomorrow,
please? Would you keep in touch? Make

You are a very brave lady for doing
this. I know how much you're risking.

you.

This is Motor 21. Motor 21 to base.

Base to Motor 21.

Lieutenant Flannery speaking.

Get this to Buckholz fast. I'm on my way
to Lady Killers and I need backup.

10 -4, Motor 21.

Another morning, you are on my mind,
taking up my time throughout the day.

I try to throw images at you, always
looking within my

dreams.

Looking at me, I can love like anything,
fire up and turn, whatever.

I try to fight, but I never win.

All my love can't be concealed Girl, you
know the deal Baby, stay with

me tonight

You come to the door, water at the door,
saying hello.

We thought you'd kiss, we thought you
meant, you know what comes next when you

love a girl.

But oh, but he had it for sure.

Oh, and he both knew that it wouldn't go
low. Oh, the feeling

is so right, please come any time.

Oh my

god.

All my love can't be concealed.

Girl, you know the deal.

Baby, stay with me tonight.

Cause you give me special joy.

Oh, make me feel.

baby

Woo. Woo.

uh oh

What happens in the good old days when a
boy saved a girl?

You're too young to know about the good
old days.