All language subtitles for The.Love.Butcher.1975.720p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.BZ]

Mary?

Mary?

Mary, are you out here?

Mary?

Mary? Oh, my God!

All right, let's get these people back
so the ambulance crew can get through

here. Make way, come on, make way. No
more pictures.

Get her down here.

Oh, my God. I just saw her yesterday.
Hey, no more pictures. No more pictures.

Listen to me.

Do you enjoy this?

Being a ghoul? Now, don't give me that
duty look.

You don't give a damn that someone's
been killed. To you, that body is just

another photograph.

A few more bucks for you and a few more
kicks.

Lighten up, Stark.

The public has a right to know what goes
on here for their own protection.

What's that supposed to mean?

There's been six murders in this part of
the city. All similar. Why don't you

buzz off? What have you done to protect
her?

Oh, it's all very simple to you, isn't
it?

Huh? Sitting as your typewriter?

Find a clue? Catch a murderer?

But that only happens on TV. Believe me,
when you've lived as long as I have,

you'll come to understand that.

Bullshit, Stock! It's been four months
since the first murder. What have you

gotten so far?

I know damn well what we've gotten so
far, since you've attended every one of

the department's conferences on this
case.

We're looking for a psychotic killer,
Russell, and psychotic killers don't

necessarily all act the same.

Now, every case brings us a little more
evidence, all right?

But no new suspects.

Just more bodies. Do you think he
carries a sign around with him saying,

psychotic, the killer?

The man is warped inside!

But on the outside, he could be just
like you.

Very ordinary.

Good morning, Caleb.

My, we're very busy very early, aren't
we?

Yes, ma 'am.

The grass just don't have an idea what
hour it is.

He's growing all the time.

It's going to be another hot day.

Yes, ma 'am.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, it's lovely.

Yes, ma 'am.

I've got to run to work.

You have a nice day, Caleb.

Yes, ma 'am.

Oh, I would dearly love a cold glass of
water.

I ask her.

Yes, Caleb, what do you want? Yes, ma
'am. Morning, ma 'am.

Fine morning.

Yes, ma 'am. What do you want, Caleb?

Mighty hot, ma 'am.

Mighty hot. Yes, ma 'am. You know, I
ain't seen heat like this since 58.

How old is it? Fifty -six?

I was right.

Fifty -eight. I don't need a weather
report.

What do you want? I paid you for last
month, didn't I?

Oh, yes, ma 'am. You dearly did, yes, ma
'am. Well, what do you want, then?

Oh, just a cold glass of water, ma 'am,
please.

Can't you get it out of the faucet?
Well, yes, ma 'am, I could.

There ain't no gadget or no handle on
it, ma 'am.

Some kids probably stole it.

It isn't bad enough that it's hot. I've
got to put up with all of these

irritations. All these irritations.

Wait a minute. I'll get it for you.

Here. Oh, I thank you kindly, ma 'am.

Caleb?

Ma 'am? Where could I get a good air
conditioner?

Air conditioner machine?

I know a good man.

A real good man.

Could you have him call me or... Come
over and see me or something?

Yes, ma 'am, I darely could.

His name was Les.

Yes, ma 'am.

Yes, ma 'am.

That you, Caleb?

It's me, Les.

Who else would it be? Did you have a
good day?

I ain't had a good day my whole life,
you son of a bitch.

Ah, Caleb, Caleb.

That kind of attitude will never endear
you to the world.

Be kind, Caleb.

The world is too full of hate and
ugliness.

Speaking of ugliness, can't you clean
this place up? You don't do nothing but

mess it up. I don't know why I fool with
you.

You ain't no good to nobody.

What would you do without me, Caleb?

You need me.

I'm your baby brother.

You're right, Les.

Oh, God.

What's wrong with me, Les?

Wrong? You're ugly.

That's what's wrong.

You're a mental and physical cripple. No
one loves a cripple. Nor can one abide

a mental moron.

I can't help it. I'm not handsome like
you, Les.

I just wasn't born lucky.

You got all of Mama's good looks.

That's true.

Mama was beautiful.

Blame yourself for what you are.

You're right.

Daringly right.

Oh, a lady I work for?

She wants an air -conditioned machine.

I told her about you last.

Why don't you call her up?

Huh? Of course I shall call her.

Thank you, dear Caleb.

I shall go to her.

Women love me, Caleb.

I'm not like you. You're ugly, but I am
handsome and a delight.

She shall love me, Caleb.

As much as she hated you, I am love.

Total love.

I am Lester.

And I am alive.

Second one in a week, huh, Stark? No
more pictures. Get him out of here. Come

on, let's go. Goddamn vultures. You two,
out.

Why? I wasn't taking any pictures. I
read your article yesterday. You think

you're pretty goddamn smart, don't you?
Well, let me tell you something.

You're not half smart enough to be a
cop. You mean I'm not dumb enough to be

cop. But I'm smart enough to know you're
in over your head. Get him out! If

you're not going to ask for help, I'm
going to see to it you get him.

Even if I have to go to the governor.

pleasant evening.

What time is it?

6 .30.

Where you been all night?

Working.

Thinking. 6 .30 in the morning?

You could have called.

I'm sorry.

I'm not even sure what day it is.

Russ?

That's how I feel.

Awful.

And sick.

I am sick of the things I have to look
at.

I am sick of the cops.

I am sick of the... Another killing?

Killing?

Atrocity, you mean.

No, that's not accurate either.

I'm going to have to invent a new word
for it.

Women.

One of those poor women, Flo, lived
three blocks away from here.

They found her yesterday.

I don't want to hear about it.

I've got a gun in my car. I'm going to
show you how to use it.

We've got to do something.

I don't like guns. Now, you know that.

And I know that I can't be with you all
the time. All the time?

You're not even with me some of the
time.

I see the goddamn gardener more than I
see you. And for all I know, you could

out there running... Get off my head!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's my fault.

I wanted to hit a cop today.

Instead, I took it out on you.

I'm going crazy.

I don't see you anymore.

Actually, it makes me happy to have you
worried about me.

It's the best I've ever done.

So far.

You're the most beautiful worry I've
ever had in my life.

I've got to leave.

No, you don't. You haven't even been to
sleep yet.

Can't expect you to work 24 hours a day.

You're not the only reporter on that
paper.

I'm not going to the paper.

Stark has turned up nothing but blanks
in this case.

Ideas are so far into his brain, they
need a passport to get in.

He's going to get help whether he likes
it or not.

Doesn't your own job keep you busy
enough, or do you have to take over the

police department too?

Maybe you should check and see if they
need any help with the pound while

at it.

Very funny.

Well, what about us?

Not the same argument.

Not today.

I'm a newspaper man. My hours are
unpredictable.

I'm unpredictable, and when I'm not
unpredictable, I'm up all night.

Typing. Go to hell.

You act like I'd rather be working than
be with you.

Wouldn't you?

What's that supposed to mean? Anything
you want it to mean.

God damn it, quit picking at me.

If I'm not with you every minute, I
gotta explain where the hell I am.

Hey, I'm not married to you yet. Oh,
that's true. The question is, why aren't

married? You know why.

No, I don't know why.

When you've been burnt, you don't put
your hand back in a fire.

You're a coward.

I'm a coward.

Thanks a lot, Russ.

Here we go.

Woman's favorite weapon.

Wait a minute, Flo, please. I didn't
mean that.

Can you put in the IV the next time?

Yes, ma 'am, I darely could.

Yes, ma 'am?

Is that all you can say?

No, ma 'am.

Well, that's better. You just doubled
your vocabulary.

Oh, would it be too much to ask for you
to turn down the sprinkler?

Oh,

you

idiot! You asshole!

Sorry, ma 'am. Sorry.

Is your brain deformed too, Caleb?

No, ma 'am.

Just my hand and my eyes and my foot.
Are you quite finished?

Well, uh, I can't rightly say, ma 'am.

Well, I can.

I'm expecting gifts.

And I want you out of here.

But the yard, ma 'am. The yard, it needs
a lot of work.

You will have to do it another time.

Another time?

Well, what about the roses and the
garden?

And the head?

Enough! If you don't get out of here,
they won't be another time.

Yes, ma 'am.

Cripples. What a place is full of them.

Dad, if there is a man in this state!

I know a good man.

Yes, ma 'am. I darely do.

Say something, Caleb.

Yeah. May I help you?

Excuse me, ma 'am, but my vehicle, my
poor excuse for a horse, well, it's gone

lame on me, and I was wondering if you'd
be kind enough to let me use your

phone. Why, sure.

Won't you come in?

Thank you, ma 'am.

You're my nice lady.

Oh, phone's over there.

Well, thank you, ma 'am. Thank you.

Uh, excuse me. Would you care for a
drink?

Sure as hell. Well, I don't mind if I
do.

A beer would taste mighty good.

Take a minute.

Thank you.

No answer.

Oh, well, thank you, ma 'am.

Call me Pat.

Well, my name's Billy, but the ladies
call me Buck.

Butcher.

Well, thank you, Pat.

What's wrong with your car?

Oh, I don't know. Damn mechanical
creatures, anyway.

Where are you from, cowboy?

Texas, ma 'am. Where else?

I thought so.

Well now don't that just beat off I knew
I liked you right off Texas hospitality

I calls it I Just wish there was
something more I could do

Well

now maybe we can think of something

I know why they call you Buck.

You know what I'd really like right now?

What?

Another beer?

All right.

Be right back.

Big boy.

Like I said before,

you're nicely...

Who

could that be?

I don't know, honey, but, uh... Well,
uh...

We don't need any company.

I'll get rid of whoever it is.

I'm from the Divine Light of Darkness
Mission.

Do you know that your immortal soul is
in jeopardy?

Therefore, enlighten yourself. No,
please, I... God bless you, miss, but

don't understand.

Anita, goodbye!

Those people sure are persistent.

Why do they try to force their beliefs
on everyone else?

Wrong book?

Nothing.

Oh, please.

I don't understand.

You think I'm insane?

Wrong!

You're insane. The world's insane.

I'm going to awaken you from this
earthly nightmare.

Awaken you to the sweet repose of death.

But I don't want to die.

I want to live.

I want to love.

You call that animal passion love?

My pulchritude is detestable! And you
were trying to drain the energy from me!

Me!

Enough.

Your existence is about to end.

Because of the evil unleashed upon this
world by women like you.

You don't understand, do you?

Nobody understands.

Only brilliant Lester understands.

of horse manure.

Get up, Sheila.

I'm late as usual, and you know I've got
to catch the plane.

Sorry, Carl.

What time is it? It's time to stop
waking me up with all this terrible

carry it around all day like I've been
eating rotten oysters.

that noise off, Sheila.

Yes, Carl. Sorry, Carl.

That's better. Nothing quite like the
golden sound of silence.

You got my Ovaltine yet?

Almost. It's coming.

I told you I hate that music.

When are you going to get a little coot?

You know damn well I can't stand that
modern jazz.

Whatever happened to my Lanny Ross
records?

Oh, they're in the pictorial with all
the old Kate Smith and Dick Lucas.

They're not old.

Dated, perhaps, but not old.

It's trouble with you younger people.
You don't have any permanent values.

Yes, Carl.

You got no values at all. None.

Look at that.

I may be old, but I still got pizzazz.

Carl, do you think... Do I think what?
Do you think maybe we could...

Well, what?

You know.

Oh, hot damn, Sheila.

You know, it isn't good to do it over
once a month.

Drains your blood and robs you of your
vital energies.

But, Carl, we haven't done it since last
December.

You're kidding.

Time does fly, doesn't it?

Carl.

Oh, well, why not?

It's only once a year.

That's a joke.

Some joke.

Caleb.

Caleb? Yes, ma 'am.

Miss Roebuck. Yes, ma 'am. Here's the
money for the month's gardening.

Oh, thank you dearly, ma 'am.

Caleb?

Caleb?

Caleb!

Ma 'am? I don't want you to come back
for the rest of the month. My husband

won't be here for the next two weeks,
and I don't want anyone strange hanging

around the house.

Strange, ma 'am?

But the lawn, ma 'am, what's going to
happen to the lawn? Oh, I know, but it's

just a couple of... The crabgrass and
the dandelions, they'll grow all over.

They'll overrun the place.

I mean, I don't know what would happen
if you let it go like that.

I remember the dandelions.

Bigger than my big brother.

They were growing all over the place.

Oh, my God.

And Mama said, take care of the lawn,
Gail.

Take care of the lawn, Caleb.

Take care of the lawn, Caleb.

Take care of the lawn, Caleb.

Shut up!

Frankly, I don't give a damn about the
lawn or you. And while I'm at it, you

just stop doing the lawn. Is that clear?

Please, ma 'am.

Don't stay there.

Please, ma 'am. Get out.

Now. Ma 'am, please.

Please, ma 'am. Don't come back again.
No.

Please, no.

But you, you're beautiful, baby.

And I love you.

You ugly cripple.

I hate you.

But if it weren't for you, where would I
be?

I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.

Here's looking at you, sweetheart.

Buenos

noches,

I'm Lester Hernandez.

Yeah? I couldn't help but hear your
groovy music as I was passing by. I

you might be interested in some real
music action.

I don't think so. Oh, hey, it's super
stuff.

Joplin, Mason, Trini Lopez, it's the
whole trip.

Joplin? You wouldn't happen to have any
Kate Smith or Nick Lucases.

Huh? Hey, I'm a record salesman. I'll
get you a bundle of groove heavier than

wholesale. It's a real gasolino, baby,
and it'll cost you practically nada.

It won't hurt to look. Come on in.

But of course.

It's a rather lovely place you have
here.

Real classical.

A little touch of Aztec, a little Mayan,
Montezuma.

Really?

You don't know?

Sure.

But, uh, do you dig the sound?

Oh, it's just super, but my husband
doesn't dig it, though.

He's a little on the, uh...

Paunchy side.

You're kidding.

I would think you'd be married to a big
movie star, like Fernando Lómez, Carlos

Bedoya, Xavier Cougar.

I mean, a dynamite chick like you.

Really?

But he is good to me every month or so.

Huh? Oh, nothing. How much are all these
records going to cost me?

For you, practically nothing.

Zero. Zero.

Nothing? You mean it? Really?

Nothing? But of course.

But there has to be a gimmick. You just
can't give them away for nothing. Come

on. What's it going to cost me?

What will you pay? I'd take anything.

But I'm a married woman. They're the
best kind.

You mean you want my boss?

But of course. Oh, wow.

What's the matter, Ciccolino? Can't you
dig it? I can't believe you. Be a

believer. Call it.

It just don't work that way. I mean,
man, I could really dig you, but... Wow,

just don't go down that fast.

Dig?

You're beautiful.

And you're right.

Who knows?

Maybe another day.

Buenas noches.

Arrivederci. Ciao.

Sayonara. Bye -bye, Chickalino.

What happened?

You missed, lass.

You missed.

The great lover for the first time you
missed.

Shut up, shut up, shut up. You're losing
your touch.

You're finished, lass.

Caleb, you're a bleeding heart son of a
bitch.

I may never let you out again.

You can't go on doing those terrible
things, Les.

You're evil.

You're going to destroy us both.

Why don't you die when you're a boy?

Why don't you die when you're supposed
to?

Beauty is not evil.

I am the great magnet to all women.

Your jealousy knows no ends, Caleb.

If I didn't need you, I'd let you
destroy yourself.

I can't stop you, but someone will.

No

one will

stop me.

Only you can do that.

And since I am the stronger, well...

You'll just have to live with me, Caleb,
until you die.

Shut up.

Damn you.

The difference between you and I is that
I have the persistence and the demeanor

of an Adonis.

Evil bastard.

I did what I wanted to do.

You see, charm and conquest is a
delicate mixture that matures only with

and patience.

um

Chuck on the line, please. Chuck,

Mrs. Robo.

Listen, the water's off. Could you send
someone down here immediately?

Well, how long will that be? An hour and
a half.

Oh,

Christ.

Man, you look like I feel.

And I got six hours sleep last night.

Still, I guess calling 281 towns and
cities in two days is some kind of

huh? Yeah.

Too bad you didn't find anything.

Come in.

What do you want? I want to help. I made
some progress.

I will give you five minutes.

Thanks a lot.

There was never any attempt to disguise
the killing to make them look like an

accident or a suicide.

All the victims were women. All the
victims had sexual intercourse at

approximate time of death.

All of them were stabbed by
unconventional weapons by someone with a

strength. I know all that. Get to the
point.

Okay, look at the picture. That's
Theodore Vincent.

Six months ago, he escaped from the
Vermont State Hospital for the

insane. He stabbed five women using a
nice pick, a broken car axle, and... I

know, I know.

Sit down, please, Russell.

Now, the police are not quite the
incompetence you try to make us out to

Let me tell you about Theodore Vincent.

Captain Stark.

No, ma 'am, that won't be necessary.

I'll call you.

Thank you very much.

That was the latest victim's mother.

Do you think I enjoyed talking to her?

No.

Your being on my back doesn't make my
job any easier.

I want to nail this creep just as much
as you do.

I'm going to tell you something, okay?

Theodore Vincent was one of our first
suspects, but we have proof that it is

him. Before his first homicide, he had a
string of convictions for sex crimes.

He was released on probation after being
sterilized permanently.

So? So all of our victims had been
sexually molested, two of them after

were killed, and according to the lab,
whoever did it was not sterile.

I didn't even think of that.

That's okay, Russ.

You meant well. After all, we're
supposed to be on the same side.

But what kind of a guy could be on
intimate terms with so many women?

Hello, Lou.

I'm Lester.

You sent for Thelma?

Oh, yes. Well, come on in.

I was just getting ready to take a swim.

Well, you go right on doing what you're
doing there, though, look at it.

It's in there.

Very good, very good.

Hey, I know you. You had a mustache
before.

You're that Puerto Rican record
salesman. You're not a plumber.

But I am a plumber.

Everybody's got to do something.

Oh, wow.

I just don't believe you.

Do you want me to fix the plumbing or
not?

You might guess.

Say, what are you, some kind of cuckoo
or something?

You sound offended there.

What makes you think I want to keep to
you?

You probably wouldn't be much good
anyway.

I could outperform you ten days in a
week.

Prove it.

But of course.

You've got to stop, Les.

You're killing me. I can't sleep. My
head's on fire.

My heart.

My heart sounds like a thrashing
machine. You're weak.

Ugly and weak.

I'm your strength.

Without me, you're a dead man.

Take much more of this.

Please. You'll take it as long as I am
in you, part of you, living and

inside of you.

You'll take it as long as you're alive.

Dad, I'd rather be dead.

Dead.

Mama said if you got to be dead to die,

then to die in the water, the warm
water.

And what's to come?

We will gather at the water.

We will gather at the water.

But you don't have that choice. Because
I want to be alive, and I'm stronger

than you. And as long as I am, I shall
be alive.

And you shall be alive.

Both of us. Together.

Why, Ness?

What's driving you?

What's eating you up inside?

Me? What about you?

For years you let women abuse you.

Don't tell me that you didn't hate them.

Your ugliness is on the outside.

Theirs is hidden away.

Mary was all smiles until I realized the
nature of her evil.

Carla didn't even try to hide her
ugliness.

Pat believed she was strong, but she
hardly put up a fight. And Sheila, she

thought she could resist my charge.

You.

You're so beautiful.

Yes, the beauty of purity and
perfection.

Not the gilded shell of a woman's body.
All women are hypocrites, whores.

Even your mother.

Not her.

Please. She's not like the others.

She's so good.

Please, Les.

Please.

She sucked the life out of Dad to
satisfy her debauched cravings, all the

lying with her lover who fathered you.

All

right,

that's enough of that. Get out of here.

Let's go outside.

Outside.

And here's Captain Stark now.

With him is reporter Russ Wilson, whose
articles started the controversy over

the lack of progress in this bizarre
case.

Recently, Wilson has been far less
caustic in his remarks, leading others

suspect some kind of a deal with the
police.

The victim's brother, Chuck Ward,
discovered her body earlier this evening

is still being questioned by the
authorities.

The crowd of onlookers is strangely
subdued. Sure doesn't fit the pattern.

You think it's the same guy?

I won't know till I get the lab report.

You mean if she's been sexually
assaulted? Yeah.

But this one's a drowning, not a
stabbing. And the body was carried from

pool and dumped in the tub. Why?

Clumsy attempt to cover up.

It's too soon to speculate.

There's one thing I do know for sure.

Whoever did this is weird.

Not just sick, but a real weirdo.

You've done marvels with the lawn.

Thank you, ma 'am.

I didn't see you to say so.

Oh, not at all. Here, let me help you.

Now, I like working in the garden, don't
you?

Oh, yes, ma 'am. Better in that stuffy
old office.

Yes, ma 'am.

Well, you don't sound very enthusiastic
about it.

Um, I can't sell. I thought too much on
it, ma 'am. Well, that's because you're

jaded, Caleb.

Ma 'am?

He's just been doing it for too long.

Any time that anybody does anything for
too long, they're bound to get bored.

Varieties of spice alike and all that.

Well,

maybe so.

I can't say I ever give it too much
thought.

Speaking about spice, I only have an
hour for lunch, so why don't you come on

the house and I'll get something for us
both to eat. No, no, I don't think so,

ma 'am. I'll expect you in five minutes.

But I... Not another word. Five minutes.

Oh...

Stand there. Come on in.

Uh, yes, ma 'am.

You can wash your hands at the sink.

I'll take this.

Yeah, I believe just about anything.

You know what I mean? I am freaking out
of this stuff, man. Every time you look

around, there's a kid somewhere that
OD'd someone. You know?

And they worry about banning guns.

Damn it!

I've looked and looked.

Why can't I see the connection?

Maybe you're looking too hard.

I mean, if this guy's a psychotic, maybe
he doesn't follow a pattern.

At least a logical pattern that you and
I could see.

There is one logical pattern.

Come here and look at the map.

All the victims were killed in the same
neighborhood.

A very small area.

Now, it's obvious we're looking for a
psychotic that either worked or lived in

that area.

Yeah. Commissioner is here, sir. Be
right up.

Oh, boy. Here we go again.

I'm sorry, Don.

I guess I'm partially responsible.

Forget it, Russ. It's just another part
of my job.

Save your sorrow for... You want a
story, Russ?

Yeah. You talk to the victims' families,
especially the husbands.

Two of them were married for less than a
year.

I mean, what if it was Flo?

That's the part of my job I hate.

I gotta get back to the office.

I'll catch you later.

You had enough to eat?

Oh, yes, ma 'am. I dare to have.

But I've got to get back to work now.

Are you all right, Caleb?

Yes, ma 'am.

It goes away pretty quick.

You shouldn't start work so soon after
eating. It's not healthy.

Oh, Caleb, don't you have a wife or a
girlfriend?

A wife or girlfriend?

No, no, no, uh, women, uh, ain't never
been too attractive to me. Well, I don't

see why.

You're a very strong man.

But I'm a gimp, ma 'am.

People don't take too well to cripple.
Thank you for the meal, ma 'am, and the

kindness.

Flo. I'm really very late, Russ.

Flo, I've got to talk to you. This isn't
the place, Russell. What the hell it

isn't? Please, Russ. It's embarrassing.

I don't care how embarrassing it is.

Russ, they're looking.

I'm sorry about last night.

Yeah? What I'm trying to say is that...

Hi, Flo.

Uh, that's Jeannie?

Yeah, Jeannie. Uh, look, what I'm trying
to say is that I know how you felt

about you and I and, uh... Yeah?

Well, uh, have you had lunch yet?

Yes, I have.

With a gentleman.

What? With who?

What gentleman?

Caleb.

Gardner? Oh, him.

Oh, he's okay.

Kind of a nice weirdo.

Kind of a weirdo. Look, what I've been
trying to say is that I love you.

And... and... Yes, Russ? And you know
how I felt about being married and

burned and all that?

Yeah. Well, anyhow... Hi, Flo.

The boss is hemorrhaging.

Thanks, Gladys. I gotta go, Russ. I'm
gonna be late for work.

The hell with the job.

Well, that's easy for you to say.

Look, everything's easy for me, except
you.

Oh, come on. We've been through all this
before.

What you wanted. Yeah, yeah, Russ. I
mean, yeah, I mean... Russ, really,

Damn it, I mean, what you wanted.

Tonight, at the concert.

No, you can't do it.

You can't do a thing.

It's me.

Always me.

I can do it.

I can really do it.

That's why I'm beautiful.

He wanted me.

For the first time in my life, someone
wanted me.

Just me alone.

Flo loves me.

I can tell.

She loves you. You love her.

You wouldn't know how, you crippled
dimp. I do.

I do. Yes, I would know how.

I do.

I do.

Yes. I would know how.

No, you wouldn't.

But I would.

I can and I will. I'll stop you.

announced that Captain Donald Stark, who
has been in charge of the West Side

Mass murder case, will be replaced by
Tina Spadula from the state capitol.

Stark, who has been under increasingly
heavy attack by the local news media,

denied the charges of incompetency.

Damn it.

They think it's so easy.

It's like one in a week, huh, Stark?

Whoever did this is weird.

All the victims were killed in the same
neighborhood, a very small area.

It sure doesn't fit the pattern if we're
looking for a psychotic that either

worked or lived in that area.

Have you had lunch yet?

Yes, I have.

With a gentleman.

What gentleman?

Caleb. We found no common friends and
there were no signs of forcible entry.

Damn it! Why can't we see the
connection?

Maybe he doesn't follow the pattern.

At least a logical pattern that you and
I can see.

Maybe.

Just maybe.

Oh, he's okay.

Kind of a nice weirdo.

He's kind of a weirdo.

Who's kind of a weirdo?

Caleb. Got him? Weirdo.

Weirdo. Oh, he's okay.

He's kind of a nice weirdo. Not just
sick, but a real weirdo. The gardener.

weirdo Caleb.

Oh, my God.

Whoa.

Sergeant Edwards.

Captain Stark, please.

No, I'm sorry. He's out of the office
right now. Who's calling? This is Russ

McNally. Oh, hiya, Russell. How you
doing? Listen, this is important.

Tell Stark I think it's a Gardner.
Caleb. What?

Caleb, I don't know his last name.

I'm going to Flo's. Wait a minute. Slow
down.

Florence Leonard's. Well, what makes you
think... It all fits.

I don't have time to explain.

Tell Stark.

I don't care if he's busy. I said get me
Stark.

I can't make it, baby, without you.

I would follow you like a

shadow.

To paint a picture the way I see you.

terribly sorry to drop in on you like
this, but I do think it's important.

My name is Dr. Lester M. Sharp, and your
gardener, Caleb, is one of my patients.

Well, I was about ready to go out. Is he
sick or what?

Oh, really? You're going out?

I'm terribly sorry to interrupt your
evening, but if it weren't important, I

mean... Well, okay, come on in, but I
hope it won't take long.

He's quite depressed, you know.

What did you do to him?

Nothing. Nothing happened. Nothing at
all.

No, something must have happened.

I've never seen him quite like that.

I mean, you must have done something to
the old guy.

Nothing happened.

Unless being kind and sympathetic is
called an event.

see how a man like Caleb would react to
a lady like you.

What's wrong?

I don't know.

Did you hear someone or something out on
the porch?

Well, I am expecting my boyfriend.

Your boyfriend?

Yes.

But back to Caleb.

He doesn't understand such things.

I'm more urbane.

More sophisticated, you know.

He's a very timid man.

I'm different.

I understand things better.

Worldly things.

I'll talk to Caleb when he comes back.

No, you won't.

Because he won't be coming back.

He will, uh, sort of send me.

Send you?

Well, I don't understand.

It's simple, really.

He doesn't understand women like you.
No, wait a minute.

Very few men do. You scare them. They
don't know how to handle a woman like

Not like me.

I know where it's at.

Oh!

Well, it's refreshing to meet someone
who...

knows where it's at.

I think you'd better go.

When I want to.

But not yet.

Because I do understand women like you.

Please take your hand off my arm.

If you understand so well, then you also
understand that I want you to leave.

Nymph. Get out!

You want me out?

It's nymphs like you that are Caleb
killers.

You emasculate a man with your
bottomless body pits.

You leave him empty and unfulfilled. You
drain him like a sewer into a cesspool.

Get out of here! Get out! Get out! Get
out! I am the great male Adonis of the

universe. I am beautiful.

I am love.

I am Lester.

My God, he's crazy.

You won't stay in there long.

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

Satiate me.

Fill me with nymphoid satisfaction.

Drain me.

And then you'll lie at the foot of my
altar and adore my godly

beauty. Oh, you...

Pull over, Harry. Let's check this guy
out.

Nah, he's just a drunk. We're looking
for that kill freak. He got two more

tonight.

He's acting too weird to be drunk.

Maybe you're right.

Let's check them out.

Are you all right, sir?

Yes, of course.

I have to go now. Just stand right over
there.

Turn around and put your hands on the
wall.

All right.

You can turn around now.

I don't understand.

What's the problem?

What are you doing here, sir?

Doing? Just walking.

You weren't walking.

You were leaning.

Are you drunk, sir?

No.

Do you take drugs?

I beg your pardon.

Let's run him in.

Gentlemen, one moment, please.

Now, can a man have a fight with his
wife without bringing in the entire

militia? Isn't it bad enough that I have
problems at home?

Family's fat, sir.

But of course.

Well, this may come as a surprise to
you, but some of us officers have wives,

too. Go ahead.

It's getting so a decent citizen can't
take a walk about.

In the evening.

That's what we're here for, sir.

You may go.

Thank you, gentlemen.

You failed.

You're dead, Les, because you failed.
For the first time, you failed.

She didn't think you were beautiful.

Shut up.

Gimp.

Gimp.

Gimp.

I'm free of you, lass, lass.

You'll never come out again.

You're dying, lass.

You'll never be free of me.

Oh, but I am.

When you failed, you freed me.

When she wanted me instead of you, you
freed me.

Look, Les.

Look.

My hands.

Wanted by a woman. For me.

And only for me.

I want my body back, Les. For me. And
only for me.

You're dead, Les.

Dead forever.

Back to the cold, ugly grave where you
belong.

But I am beautiful.

I am.

I really am.

I am. I'm Les.

You're dead.

You're nothing.

You don't exist anymore.

No. I'm Les.

I am alive.

I... I'm alive.

You're not alive.

You're a crawling, flaming nothing.
You're a bad memory of something that

was. Never shall be again.

No. I am...

And I'll continue to be as long as you
exist.

Because I am you.

And you are me.

You can't kill me without killing
yourself.

Oh, can't I?

I'll cut the life out of you, Les.

Cut the life out of you. I'm going to
cut you out like a rotten cancer, Les.

Stop laughing at me.

Stop it!

you didn't see him around here tonight?

No. He's just an old cripple. He's got
terrible weak eyes. He probably couldn't

even see at night at all.

You don't think that... No, no, no. We
just want to ask him some questions.

Do you know where he lives?

No. All I know is that... Well, he lives
all alone.

Well, thank you very much.

Never felt like this.

Oh, poor Lester.

But he had to pay for the evil things he
did.

Mama said.

No.

Mama's dead too.

It's my life now.

Me.

Caleb.

I'm alive.

And I'm beautiful.

Beautiful.

Oh, no.

Oh, God.

I'm sorry, Mama.

Caleb just ran away. I tried to stop
him.

Honest, I did.

Shut up, Lester.

It's all your fault.

I told you to watch him.

Caleb will at last find the freedom that
he never knew in this mortal

life. No more will playmates mock his
physical handicaps.

and no more will they tease him about
his eyesight.

The Lord will take him to his bosom, and
in the Lord's garden he

will run and play with all God's good
children.

The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh
away.

Blessed be the name of the Lord.

Amen.

You're to be the man of the house now,
Lester.

You must take care of your mother.

I'll be good, Mama. I'll be just like
Caleb. I promise.

You could never be like Caleb.

Never.

Never.

It should have been you.

Not him.

Caleb?

Caleb?

Caleb. Caleb.

Are you Caleb the gardener?

Yes, sir.

I'd like to ask you a few questions, if
you don't mind.

No, don't mind at all. Last night,
Florence Leonard was murdered.

I know.

You do?

Yes, sir. My brother Lester, he killed
her and her boyfriend and...

Pat and Sheila... All right, now, wait a
minute.

You've got the right to remain silent.

Not me.

My brother Lester, he killed her.

Oh, we had a... We had a terrible fight.

But he won't do no bad things no more.

I executed him.

You killed your brother?

But of course.