All language subtitles for The Banker xx

You know what to do.

Mr. Smith, I presume?

I was just looking!

I've never seen somebody...

Morning, Maggie.

How are the kids?

For sale.

Where is he?

Daryl, go wake up your Uncle Dan.

No, no.

It's all right, Maggie.

I got it.

All good, Daryl.

Maggie...

Put that rug right of yours back in the
house!

Maggie, that kid of yours...

Put that in me!

Floyd...

Sergeant Daniel Jefferson, I'd like you to
meet your new partner.

Deputy Eduardo Garcia.

Two days out of uniform...

and he's all yours.

My friends call me Eddie, sir.

Are you having fun?

And which sandcastle did you build?

Um, I built... that one.

Did you help?

Yes.

Well, thank you.

You're welcome.

If you want to see the architects of
tomorrow, swim, surf, run down to the 19th

annual Santa Monica
Sandcastle Jamboree,

where young and old
alike vie for first prize.

This is Sharon Maxwell for Channel 3 Eye
On Us.

L.A.

2311.

L.A.

2311.

Respond to a 1055 at Beverly Regency
Hotel.

Handle code 3.

L.A.

2311.

Yeah, 10-4.

Thanks.

You drive.

1055 at Beverly Regency Hotel.

1055.

Dead body.

What?

Uh, come on.

We can be there in three minutes.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Fred says we don't do hard news,
remember?

You coming or not?

Shh.

I am really sorry, Chuck.

Oh, God.

You.

You!

What are you doing, Sharon?

Payback, right?

Sir?

Dan?

What about this,
uh... Forget it.

How's my dog?

Fine.

He's fallen in love with my mom,
so I don't even think of getting him back.

No, I'm sure Jasper has a real home now.

My regards to Donna.

I never touched her.

Are you getting this?

Afraid so.

Come on, let's get these people out of
here.

Come on.

Move, move back.

Back up.

Come on, Sharon, now.

Do it now.

Mike, keep these people out of here.

Yes, sir.

Kid, get us a good diagram of this.

Jane Marie Mallotte, 2215 Franklin
Terrace, Hollywood.

Correct address?

Take it in.

What a life, huh, Doc?

Jesus, my 18 years, I've never seen a
slice-up job like that.

No, no, she wasn't sliced.

She was dissected.

All right, thanks, Mike.

Our pal knew precisely what he wanted to
do.

Precisely?

What do you mean?

This isn't just a murder, kid.

This is a work of art.

Give me the key.

I want to check out who that room was
registered to.

Most likely it would be a dead end.

Then use some of that Latin charm you got
on the maid.

See what she's got to say.

We get back to the office.

We do a rundown on all murders over the
last 15 years.

All murders?

Make sure you cross-reference this guy's M
.O.

Excuse me, Sergeant Jefferson.

Can you tell us something about the
murder?

Wasn't me.

Thanks.

Appreciate it.

Next time that cocksucker calls,
let me know.

One minute to air, everybody.

One minute.

What's the verdict, Bruce?

Get it ready.

All right, Karen.

Karen.

The front office thinks
your murder piece

was terrific, but Terry's
gonna do the story.

Listen, Fred, I know I can do it.

30 seconds, Sharon.

Fred, I was there.

Just give me the chance.

Terry's the star of the show.

Lead with the murder piece.

15 seconds, people.

And in 5, 4, 3...

I'm Terry Moss, and
this is... KLA New News.

The oasis of calm in Beverly Hills was
shattered this morning when the stashed or

flashed body of a Hollywood woman,
Janie Marie Malotte, 23, was found at the

Beverly Regent Regency Hotel early this
morning.

What is she doing to my story?

She can't even read it right.

Later, Sharon.

Later.

Fred, I saw what was done to that woman,
was sentenced today to spend one month

living in his own rat-infested apartment
building.

On a lighter note, bringing us up to date,
on the latest KLA Eye On Us Minute,

is our host, Sharon Maxwell.

Looking for something special?

Something different?

Well, I've got just the place for you.

The Santa Monica Sandcastle Expo.

There's sun, there's fun, there's...

On a lighter note... This story just
doesn't seem important right now.

A young woman lost her life this morning.

She was savagely murdered in a hotel room.

Doesn't anybody care?

Who was she?

And who could have done such a thing to
her?

On a lighter note?

Dammit, she deserves more than 30 seconds
on the Noonday News.

Have we all become so callous and detached
that we can just dismiss her like that?

We are to blame.

We trivialize what's
important and promote

what's not, and it doesn't
have to be that way.

We all better wake up and do something
about it.

We can make a difference.

At American Airlines, we do this over
2,000 times a day.

And we do it in over 200 cities throughout
the U.S., Mexico, Europe...

What did you do?

Tomorrow, 7.30 a.m., my office.

You are out.

Finished.

Yes, we're moving into media in a very big
way.

And I want you to be a part of it.

Yes, all right.

Now, the papers will be drawn up and
delivered to you by tomorrow.

Right.

Thank you.

Yeah.

All right, my friend.

Yeah, and the next time I'm in New York,
let's have dinner.

Ciao.

Buy him out.

I want that television station by a
close-up mark of June.

Yes, sir.

Oh, Mr. Osborne.

3 o'clock, the executive conference.

Oh, yeah.

Thank you.

Uh, Dan?

Do you mind me asking what happened with
Ms. Maxwell back there?

Well, listen, you were right.

Room 313 at the Beverly Regency was
registered...

to a Mr. Smith, and he paid in cash and by
mail ahead of time.

So, can I get you anything, Dan?

Maybe some coffee?

Some coffee?

Yeah, sure, kid.

Cream of sugar?

Yeah.

All right.

Let's see what we have here.

We got a big joint at the Beverly Regency.

We got Janie, who, according to her rap
sheet, ran it out at $500 an hour.

And we got some seriously weird Indian
graffiti.

Oh, I think it's South American,
Dan.

Yeah?

I don't know.

Anyway, my little voice tells me this guy
is not just about doing call girls.

All right, kid.

We start with a check of the hotel staff.

Then we move on to that South American
angle.

See what happens.

Here's your coffee, Dan.

What?

Your coffee.

Never touch a stuff.

Hello, babies.

Dan Jefferson, L.A.

Sheriff.

No move.

No doubt heard through your manager that
there's one sick son of a bitch out there.

So if any of the boys start taking it into
some real serious bents...

Give me a call here.

Either one of those numbers.

Day or night.

You mean you're not gonna bust me?

Nah.

Good, huh?

Sharon, Sharon, are you ready for this?

After you left yesterday, the switchboard
lit up like a Christmas tree.

Over a thousand calls came in,
all backing you.

Morning, Sharon.

Listen, uh, I was a little too hasty in my
estimation.

So...

I'm not fired?

Sharon, don't be silly.

Think of the ratings.

Hey, wasn't that Dan?

I'll never speak to him as long as I live.

Jefferson that I just saw on the head of
the tape?

Yeah.

You did well, Sharon Maxwell.

Keep up the good work.

We'll see you next time.

Nice, Fred.

Oh, uh, yeah.

One last time, Ira.

Cowboy.

All right.

Say hello to your mother for me,
Ira.

Bye.

West Hollywood, kid.

Who was that, Dan?

My snitch.

If I wasn't so lazy, I'd go kill a son of
a bitch.

Well, they got back to me
with that computer check

on all murders going back
15 years with the same M.O.

And... You got Zip.

Yeah.

I do know.

This guy's an original.

Who lives here?

Janie's love broker.

Hey, look at you.

You got copper in all over your face.

Loosen up a little bit.

Startin' tomorrow.

Get yourself some real clothes.

Hi, guys.

I'll take that as an invite.

How old are you, sweetie?

Fifteen.

Sixteen, seventeen...
Now you are eighteen.

Hi, guy.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm her father.

Nah, I'm only kiddin'.

I'm a cop.

And you, sweetie, are under arrest.

Now

drop the goddamn gun.

Go get it.

I got a much better idea.

Dave.

I got a fish.

Get me the hell out of here, man.

You just get me out.

Well, we got a cowboy.

Must be Christmas.

Huh?

Gonna cancel your ticket right there on
the spot.

You all right, Dan?

Yeah.

What's the charge, Dan?

Contempt of cop.

Let me out of here before you kiss your
mama, boy.

Twice.

Put him where you want him, Dave.

Be creative.

All right.

Keep your legs up.

I don't know what happened.

He just barged into that house in the
middle of the party next time.

Maybe he was shootin' at me.

Crying out loud.

Just make the call.

Get me out.

Do what I tell you to do.

You'll get paid for it.

You understand?

Come on.

Joe.

Yeah, you got the twenty grand.

You'll get the same again.

Just have her meet
me at... Gippins.

One hour.

Into the bar.

Hey, Slick.

The lady's with us.

And you're leaving.

Hey, buddy.

My buddy's talking to you, asshole.

Hey!

Hey, anybody home?

All right, pal.

Come on.

Come on, you motherfucker.

Come on.

Careful, old buddy.

You could take your eye with one of these
things.

You all right, Lewis?

This is a great car.

Well, thanks for getting those creeps off
my back.

So, is this a big party?

Monster.

Great.

You know, I'm up for this party in the
December night stream.

God, I really hope I get it.

I mean, this job is like, you know,
sort of temporary.

So, where's this monster party?

Looks like it's just you and me,
doesn't it?

Wait here.

Story time.

This is going to be my life.

I am the hunter.

I drink the blood of the fallen and gain
strength.

The sacrifice is mine, for I am strong.

The sacrifice is mine, for I am immortal.

The sacrifice is mine, for I am not a
crook.

Why is it always the weirdos who have
money?

This is a piece of cake.

Homicide deputy Garcia.

Yeah, Sergeant Jefferson please.

Yeah, hold on.

Sarge?

Jefferson.

Hi, Dan, it's Melanie.

Hi.

Well, you told me to call if anything
strange happened.

Anyway, I'm at this place downtown and
there's this weird guy.

He's got all these objects around him.

Melanie.

Trace it.

Melanie!

Speak to me!

Thanks.

They only got the prefix, Dan.

Somewhere downtown.

Well, hi there.

Did you have a good sleep?

Feeling all right?

Who were you talking to on the telephone
there before?

That's all right.

You don't have to tell me.

I already know.

His name is, uh, Dan Jefferson.

Now then, let's get down to business,
shall we?

I don't know what you're talking...

Beneath your pillow is a knife.

It is yours.

If you make it out of the building,
you live.

Why are you doing this to me?

Off to work?

Off to work we go, Melanie.

Help me!

Why are you doing this to me?

You shouldn't have given me this knife.

I know how to use it.

There's ten thousand dollars.

It's only a game, Melanie.

Part of the ritual.

A game?

Yes.

And you are its most honored participant.

Ish-nehu.

Uh, Sergeant Jefferson, can you tell us
anything about the murder?

Give me a break, will ya?

Doc, get your work done as quick as you
can.

I don't want these vultures getting what
they came for.

Sure.

Well, well, guess who's here?

Yeah, I noticed.

Another cutie?

I know her.

Sorry.

I know her.

Guess it's your day.

How's that?

Your cowboy chum must have one hell of a
Christmas club.

Just made bail about an hour ago.

Marvelous.

What kind of animal could do that?

Here's my call to Johannesburg right here.

Here, sir.

I'll put it through right now.

Very dangerous animal, I should think.

What's wrong?

I wanted to tell you something very
important.

Well, there's been a second murder.

Apparently by the same killer,
and from all your calls and letters,

I know you want to get involved.

And I need your help.

There you go.

The victim's name is Melanie Van Doren.

Hey, turn that up.

A young woman, 23 years of age.

And like Jane Marie Mellott, also a call
girl.

Watch this.

We need to hear from anybody who knew her
or possibly last saw her.

I don't need this shit.

The only clue we have is
some type of primitive symbol

found etched in blood
near both victims' bodies.

The only evidence the
sheriff's department would

make available to us was
no comment at this time.

All right, we know that there is some
evidence the sheriff's department should

not reveal to the public, and we respect
that.

But I am sure there is something,
anything, that they could give us that

would help us to help them apprehend
this... asshole.

Did she say asshole?

As long as she doesn't say fuck,
we're fine.

I think maybe the sheriff's
department should rethink their

policies of how much evidence
they withhold from their public.

What do you think?

Yeah.

We'll be right back.

Turn yourself in, buddy, just like that.

How are you doing, Harry?

Hi.

What do you got?

Well, your victim died of a massive trauma
to the left ventricle caused by this.

It's South American, Indian.

Yeah, kid got that already.

Yeah, we don't know what tribe yet.

The markings on this and
the other arrow shaft match the

symbols found scrawled on the
walls at the scene of the crime.

And this was found at the base of that
very same ventricle.

See the eyes, nose, mouth?

Yeah.

Holy moly.

Grover Cleveland.

Grover Cleveland?

Who's on the $1 bill?

George Washington.

You bet.

And who's on the $1,000 bill?

Grover Cleveland?

No shit, kid.

You ought to run for governor.

You know how tough it is to get a $1,000
bill?

99% of the banks haven't got one.

Our boy has big money.

Big money.

Sharon, there's a call for you.

Thanks, Shirley.

Sharon Maxwell.

You know, you're amazing, Sharon.

Thank you, I think.

Is there something I can do for you?

Well, I was just thinking that in life
isn't business, so...

I beg your pardon?

Is there something you need?

Nothing.

Just a thought.

I guess I'm your biggest fan.

Thank you.

Um... Look, I've got to go now.

You betcha.

No rest for the weary, huh?

By the way, did, uh...

Did you get the roses?

Yeah, Ira, that sounds very bad.

Why don't you gargle with aloe vera juice?

Yeah.

Works for me.

Let's get back to this, Ira.

Look.

Considering what I got on you...

I know you don't like that tone of voice.

You know who I'm looking for?

Yes.

Not with a suit.

Fowler.

That's right.

That's the guy I'm looking for.

Give me a location.

Right.

Okay.

Thanks a... Say hello
to your mother, Ira.

You coming, kid?

You bet.

Sorry, gentlemen.

The line falls outside.

Okay.

Me too.

Hey!

Yo!

You can't go back there!

I don't want your sex And I don't need
your kiss But I would like to know just

who you are No pressure here Relax now,
my dear We're not gonna go I know you.

Fuck you.

This was very good.

I'd like to be with you It's time Tara!

Send it back!

Excuse me, but this is a private party.

So it is.

Come with me.

Give.

Watch our pal back there.

You're wasting your time.

I know people downtown.

You understand?

So come on.

What is it exactly that you do want?

Confession would be nice.

What?

Follow me.

Let me tell you where I'm coming from.

Basically, I'm a lazy son of a bitch.

Consequently, I got this snitch.

He tells me everything I need to know.

He tells me you knew Melanie Van Dorn.

I never heard of the girl.

Now, good night.

You crazy son of a bitch!

Melanie?

All right.

Maybe I've met her at a party once.

And?

She had nice legs.

Now, will you please let go?

This is a little embarrassing.

Where?

I don't know.

Now, will you please let go of me?

I know you know something, you worthless
piece of shit.

One of these days, you're going to trip
over your own dick.

And I'm going to be there.

I'm Mr. Taylor.

I'm giving him a fitting.

Adiamo, kid.

What did you tell that pig?

I didn't tell him, Jack.

Look me in the eyes, Fowler.

And you'll tell me about cocksucker friend
calls again, won't you?

Of course.

Of course.

Your service forwarded this call to you,
Mr. Fowler.

They said it was quite urgent.

Thank you.

Yes.

Hey there, old buddy.

It's me.

Club Z in 30 minutes, huh?

This is going to be the last time.

Things are getting sticky around here.

That's too bad.

A required double.

Is that so?

Deal?

Okay.

Steffi, darling.

Would you mind breaking away for me for a
little while?

Sure.

Anything to get me out of this party.

All right.

Is that him?

No.

Mom.

Zip.

Gées?

Gées?

Gées?

...for that party.

Forget it.

No, really.

I did your...

I owe you.

Get ready.

For a night...
you'll never forget.

So, Dan, what is it?

I mean, you caught that Hollywood joker...
with no sweat, now you're telling me...

you got nothing?

I'm getting a little pressure,
you know?

Where's the old magic?

Magic?

Yeah.

There ain't no magic, Lloyd, and you know
it.

There's good hard cop work.

Eddie and I are out there busting our
chops.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Meanwhile, the
mayor... wants magic.

And I want it stopped.

Gotcha.

What's going on, Fred?

This is your lucky day, kiddo.

After what happened yesterday...

when you're alive at 6 and 11... you'll
answer calls from the great masses...

and...

you'll respond to each of them.

Ta-da!

Are you kidding?

I got a door.

And an office.

Ms. Maxwell's office.

I found another one.

Lady, I am going to make
you... into a household name.

This guy's pissing me off.

Hey, Danny.

No arrow.

Dan?

I did some checking on this symbol and...
all of this, it's from some... some...

primitive tribe.

It's the domination of women.

The return of the hunter.

It's a ritual of the blood.

All of that, huh?

This is some weird shit, kid.

Security.

Intruder in Mr. Osborne's office.

Hurry up.

Call security back.

Tell them to forget it.

I'll take care of it.

But Mr. Osborne had just marched in.

Good night.

Thank you.

You have been a naughty...
naughty boy, Mr. Osborne.

Now, I admit... I am a criminal.

A deviant.

And I do love to party.

Now, that's a fact.

But compared to you, mister...

I don't hold a candle compared to you,
mister.

Can I offer you anything?

I don't give a fuck about anything.

Well, uh...

Let's keep it that way.

I'm a businessman.

You're a businessman.

And I got the deal of the century for you.

You give me, say, uh...

500 large.

And I get amnesia.

Forget we ever met.

Both times we had pleasure.

Now, you do realize, of course...

that if I were to call security right now
and say...

that you threatened my life...

that they'd, uh... they'd
probably shoot you on the spot.

Oh, Lordy.

You know, you are breaking my heart.

Now, let's not make a career of this.

Do we have a deal?

Does my buddy make a phone call to the
boys?

A buddy?

Ma'am?

Well, of course I may.

Hope you don't, you big old...

Now, we have a deal?

Or what?

Be very careful of what you
ask for... in this life, my friend.

You might just get it.

Mr. Roth, I'm sending out a gentleman...
with a cash receipt for $500,000.

I'd like you to have it ready
for him... in ten minutes, please.

Yes.

Thank you.

Done.

There.

You have a nice day.

Cheers.

And I'm sure... killing these
helpless young women...

makes you feel potent and all-powerful.

Well, I want you to know what your public
really thinks of you.

I have a few letters here...
addressed to the murderer of...

Jane Marie Mellott, Melanie Van
Doren... and Stephanie Jameson.

This broad has got some balls.

To the serial killer... I
hope I serve on your jury.

I want to watch you fry.

Why waste time and money on a trial for
this animal?

Let's just hang him and be done with it.

In one word.

Dan, you really know how to pick them.

I would like to get to you before the cops
do.

I'd cut off your... Well, I'm
sure you can adjust a bit.

Who's running the store down there?

Don't they know she's baiting the son of a
bitch?

I hope I've made your day.

This is Sharon Maxwell.

Thank you.

And a good day.

Somebody better deal with it.

Sergeant Jefferson, I told you.

It's out of the question.

Thanks, Sergeant.

Look, we've got a new owner.

And as a matter of fact, his
organization...

likes uprank journalism.

They want me to encourage it.

Why don't you give this guy his own show?

Let him do his killing on television.

That way your ratings go right through the
roof.

You'd like that, wouldn't you?

All I know is A, the Constitution.

B, the First Amendment.

C, freedom of the press.

Anything else you can keep.

People are dead.

You gonna dance around it with that noise?

I want to talk to Sharon Maxwell.

I want to clue her in.

All right, let me elaborate further for
clarity.

A, she's protected by that same First
Amendment.

B, I'm the guy that signs her paychecks.

And C, she's not here.

So if that's it, uh...

just give me a break, huh?

I've got a very important meeting.

Come on, kid.

Let's see how just isn't here she really
is.

Hi.

What a surprise.

Yeah, Sharon, we have to talk.

Oh, you want to talk?

Well, that's a new approach.

The things you're saying on television are
way out of line.

Trust me, Sharon.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute, Dan.

What makes you think you can walk in here
and tell me how to do my work?

Look, Sharon, I'm here...
No, no, Dan, you look.

You're missing the point.

As usual, missing what really matters.

You have to understand my point.

No, Dan, if it weren't for people like me,
people who actually believe that there is

some good left in us, in all of us...
Sharon, I want you to meet the new owner.

Lucky me, I found her.

Hey, Sharon, I'd like you to meet Spalding
Osborn.

Sharon Maxwell.

How do you do?

This is a great pleasure for me.

I've always admired your work.

I find it most stimulating.

Well, thank you.

Sergeant Jefferson.

How do you do?

Yeah.

Well, would you care to see the studio?

Certainly.

Hit the light, kid.

Why are we stopping her?

Add it to the gesture.

Come on, Dan.

Give it a rest.

Dan, please.

What are you doing?

You're under arrest.

For what?

Lack of common sense.

Move over.

No.

Move over.

This is kidnapping.

Do you realize that?

I'm not going in there.

Wanna bet?

You've got to be kidding.

Dan, why are you doing this to me?

I'm not going in there.

Jesus Christ.

Dan, I can fix you with this.

Jesus Christ.

You are the sickest son of a bitch I have
ever met.

You know, I really think you've lost all
concept of reality.

Reality?

I'm going to show you some reality.

This.

This is what it's all about.

Get me out of here.

Please.

Dan, time out.

Hello, young lady.

We watch you all the time.

You're big around here.

What do you got?

Hair samples on all three of our victims.

Tell us that your pal is white male.

Between the ages of 35 and 50.

And on one of the victims, Monty Van Dorn,
he found some paint.

Its base is from a flower, indigenous to
just a few places in South America.

It's my guess that he was probably into
that pagan stuff.

And he probably likes heavy metal.

Nice job.

Thanks.

Look, I'm real sorry that I dragged you
there.

You are baiting this guy on television.

You gotta stop.

He's not gonna stop killing.

The last thing you want is to get on his
bad side.

I'm just doing my job.

I'm a journalist.

Besides, I'm protected by the first
amendment.

What amendment protected them?

What?

Okay.

Still know how to show a girl a good time.

I try.

Are you hungry?

Still

trying to save the world, I see.

Uh, Dan, I think he's called me.

What?

And I think he sent me roses after each
murder.

And where are these roses now?

I threw them away.

You threw them away?

Jesus Christ, Sharon.

Would you stop being a cop for one minute
and listen to me?

Dan, I think he's followed me and I'm
really scared.

I don't doubt it.

I wish I could tell you not to worry,
but this guy's not gonna stop.

That's a big weight off my shoulders.

Yeah.

Listen.

I'm gonna get this guy.

And I'm gonna stop.

But you, Sharon, have gotta work with me.

In the meantime, I'm gonna have a car
camped out in front of your house.

You won't even notice him.

Alright?

You know where I'm living now?

6048 Formosa.

Crosses Willoughby.

I gotta keep up on those things.

I'm freezing.

You wanna get out of here?

Yeah.

Let's go.

Oh God, not that song.

Don't do this to me, Dan.

Turn it off, please.

I thought you liked that tune.

I like feeling numb.

Boy, you're in trouble.

I hate you.

I know.

Can I kiss you?

That's fine.

But... But you liked it.

I did.

Good.

Hi, this is Sharon.

I can't come home right now.

So leave a message after the beep and I'll
call you back.

Thanks, bye.

Hello, hello, I'm here.

I tried you at the office.

I said you left a couple hours ago.

Okay, this is just for you.

The next one's got Spurs.

Jingle, jingle, jingle.

Jesus, that was him.

That's right.

Spurs at Jingle Jangle, Lloyd.

Gotta be cowboy.

Get some units over there right away.

Yeah.

Hang on, baby.

We're gonna have a good time tonight,
baby.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

That's right.

Bravo.

Oh, fuck.

Fuck.

Stay here.

Not underwater.

Oh, my God.

What the...

Outside your cage is a single-action
laser-sighted crossbow.

It's yours.

These are car keys.

It's parked out behind the lion cages.

What's the catch?

Oh.

Imagine getting there alive.

I have one shot.

You have one shot.

You pull him a chain, right?

Interesting, isn't it?

In the jungle, as in the business world,
it always comes down to this.

Two men.

Two weapons.

One comes out alive.

I'll count to 50.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Come on.

Seven.

I forget about everything.

Eight.

Nine.

Ten.

Ten.

I didn't give you back the money.

Man,

fuck you and fuck your mother!

Your turn, cocksucker.

Whoo!

I gotcha!

Yeah!

Whoo!

Ha!

Whoo!

Whoo!

Shit!

What the hell?

You wouldn't last five seconds in the
jungle.

Oh, come on.

Please, just... Give
me another chance.

Another chance?

Please?

Oh, all right.

Quick, name the seven dwarves.

Uh... Uh...

Sleepy?

Um, uh...

Sneezy?

Um...

Snoopy!

Snoopy!

Snoopy?

Yeah.

No!

DMV says the vehicle's registered to our
pal Fowler over there.

And the french fry in the car is?

Francis Maldonil, also known as Cowboy.

Outstanding.

My vacation starts 5 p.m.

on Friday, and I want to leave town with a
clean slate.

You're telling me the guy in the car is
our man, huh?

You're telling me the guy in the car is
our man, huh?

You bet, Lloyd.

10-4.

We got our man.

Peace out.

Liar.

Worth a shot.

Dan, Lieutenant Hughes.

What do you got, kid?

I think it'd be better if you came over
here, sir.

Osborne, Inc.

What do you got?

We got a lead, Lloyd.

We got a solid gold $2,500 lead.

So much for my vacation.

Bag that.

Did you check both their badges and
identification?

All right!

Excuse me.

Gentlemen.

I'm Mr. Osborne's executive assistant.

And I'm Allison.

How may I help you, gentlemen?

A smile would be nice.

Well, I don't know.

I'm Sergeant Jefferson.

This is Deputy Garcia.

We'd like to ask you a few questions.

I'm sorry, Mr. Osborne.

They just told me.

I'm Spalding Osborne.

We've met.

That's right.

The television station.

Make yourselves comfortable.

We're conducting a murder investigation,
Mr. Osborne.

I wonder whether you could tell me where
that came from.

From me?

This is mine.

Where did you find this?

Nice collection you've got here.

Thank you.

That was found next to the remains of a
charbroiled pimp.

Amazing.

It's simply amazing where things turn up
these days.

Now, the last time I
saw that lighter was two

weeks ago Friday at the
Boston Opera Intermission.

I went to light a cigar.

Gone.

Thank you, Rene.

Tell Donald I'll be right there.

Thanks for your time, Mr. Osborne.

We'll be in touch about your property.

Good day, gentlemen.

Let me ask you something, Dan.

Do you have any idea who Spalding Osborne
is?

No, no.

Let me tell you.

I kiss the Commissioner's ass.

The Commissioner kisses the Mayor's ass.

The Mayor kisses the asses of the Osbornes
of the world.

Are you following my drift?

Sounds like an awful lot of brown-nosing
to me.

Don't wisecrack me.

Give me one good reason why I shouldn't
have you on Animal Detail.

Because he did it.

Right.

Start with the fact that the guy spent his
wonder years in the South American jungle.

What are you cracking for?

A psycho discharge?

Are you claiming that
one of the most powerful

bankers in this country
is a mass murderer?

They're all bloodsuckers, Lloyd.

This guy happens to be the real thing.

Get lost!

Come on in.

I did a records check on Osborne like you
asked, sir, and he's clean.

Wait, then I did some more checking on my
own.

What?

Well, Osborne's a financial genius.

He's made some big deals, reaped some big
profits.

No record of any military service,
but he's an expert in martial arts.

And get this.

He spent a great deal of time in South
America last year doing big game stuff.

Good.

Yeah.

Add that to the fact that article you're
looking at reads like a Tarzan novel.

You've got one strange son of a bitch.

Let me tell you something, Dan.

When you're dealing with a guy like
Osborne, you've got to pay attention to

the simple little facts, like hard
evidence.

This is awfully thin.

Come on, why don't you go home?

Get a grip.

What are you still doing here?

Don't you have some paperwork you could be
doing?

There comes a time when the public safety
outweighs the public's need to know.

I believe we've reached that point.

Therefore, I shall no longer be commenting
on the murders of those unfortunate women.

We intend to fully cooperate with the
authorities and turn over any and all

information that may aid in their
investigation.

What?

This is Sharon Maxwell.

Thank you.

Look, uh, unofficially, I'm not saying Dan
is right and I'm not saying he's wrong,

but unofficially, maybe you ought to keep
your mind open to all possibilities.

Do you get my unofficial draft,
Debbie?

Yes, sir.

Very good.

Good night, pal.

Hello?

Hi, Sharon.

Who is this?

It's your friend.

Who else would it be?

What do you want?

Well, I was, um...

kind of hoping maybe we could get together
sometime.

You know, we tend to think alike.

You're a reporter.

It could be part of your job.

Keep talking?

I'm just, uh, thinking maybe we could do
it right, you know.

Bottle of Dom Perignon, a little bit of
caviar after that, who knows, huh?

Who do you think you are?

Where the hell do you come off of?

Doing these horror shows on women who
never did anything to you?

That's not very nice, Sharon.

What, mommy didn't give you enough
attention?

Well...

You're really disappointing me,
Sharon.

Get used to it!

Homicide, Deputy Garcia.

This is Sharon Maxwell.

I need to speak to Sergeant Jefferson.

Sarge left just a few moments ago,
ma'am.

Um...

I'm in my car, and I'm going home.

I need to speak to him.

The killer just called me.

All right, hang on.

I can get him over the radio.

L.A.

2311.

Come in, Dan.

L.A.

2311.

Come in, Dan.

Miss Maxwell, I can't reach him.

Okay, um...

You reside at 6048 North Formosa?

Uh, yes, I, but...
Okay, hang on.

The Sarge told me he's got a patrol car
parked right down the street.

Hang on.

Roses, he says, roses.

No.

Thanks.

I was born nearby.

Officers down, 6,000 block Formosa.

Officers down, send help.

Jesus.

Send help.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh!

Jesus.

All

units in sector 14, officers down.

6048 Formosa, across is Willoughby.

Advise extreme caution.

Go!

Call for medical!

Hang on, kid.

Dan?

Yeah.

It was... I was born dead.

It was too fast.

Save your breath, kid.

I'm gonna get him.

I swear to God, I'm gonna make him pay for
this.

No.

He's got... He's got a share.

He said you gotta come alone or she'll
die.

Where?

We gotta go!

Wait.

I... Where?

Come on, kid.

I'm gonna kill her.

Spring.

Relax.

It's 12 midnight.

Alone.

He'll kill her.

Thanks, kid.

Dan.

Yeah.

Don't call me kid.

My name's Eddie.

Eddie Garcia.

All right, Eddie.

Get him there, guys.

Good luck, kid.

Why are you doing this?

Why, for God's sakes?

You've got all that...

money, all that power?

I do not belong to this small world of
power.

My domain exists beyond all of this.

Beyond all that you think of as life.

Can I tell you something personal?

Eat it.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Osborn, you there?

Corner of Jay and Harrison.

Warehouse district.

One foot and below.

If Sharon even has a headache and the kind
of human to tear your fucking lungs out.

.

.

.

You're late.

No shit.

Osborn.

You there?

Oh.

Hang up the phone and head for the
elevators.

Now that I've got you right where you want
me...

No!

.

.

Just be quiet.

.

Crazy.

.

Gotta get out of here.

I'm open to suggestions.

Life and death are two aspects of the same
thing, which is being.

Osborn, you don't have a fucking chance of
walking away from this one.

Come and get me.

.

.

.

Dan?

Osborn!

Sharon, move.

Move out of the way, now.

All right, Osborn, if you're gonna shoot,
shoot.

.

If you shoot, she dies.

If you don't shoot, she still dies.

.

Ask me if I care.

.

Well, do you care?

It makes no difference to me.

.

Drop!

Is he dead?

.

If he ain't dead, I'll be goddamned.

.

.

I am a hunter.

I have collected the souls.

.

I have lived in the shadows of sacrifice.

.

You are worthy of my spirit, my
immortality.

.

I am N'Gok.

.

Well, I'm Dan, I'm a cop, and you're
fucked.

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Excellent.

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