All language subtitles for Millennium [3x05] - ...Thirteen Years Later - SFM -

Oh, it's you.
I thought it was Sister Lucretia.

Wow. This is so beautiful.

You are such a good director.

I'll make you so happy you cast me.

I need to look at my butt again.

You'll wear out the tape, Marta.
Come on, it's just a rough cut. Come on.

You dog! I want to watch it again.

Right here,
I thought I was gonna puke.

Lew! It's your fault.
That blood tasted like soap.

- It tastes fine, baby.
- You try it, then.

- Hey!
- Taste it.

This is a new shirt.

Oh, yeah?
I'm gonna make you a star, Marta.

Give it to me, baby.

Soapy, soapy, soapy, soapy, soapy.

Come on, big-time director.
Taste it.

OK. It does taste soapy.

I'm gonna go take a shower,
while you...

go get us champagne.

Oh, it's you.

Here's to us.

Hurry back.

Lew?

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Oh, God. Oh, God. No! No!

No!

Manson, Bundy, Dahmer.
Their cases are all well known.

But the case I'm about
to describe is so horrific,

it should never be discussed
outside this room.

It challenged every preconception.
It followed no rules.

If it has a moral,
I do not know what that moral is.

This story is so bizarre, I wouldn't
believe it had I not seen it with my own eyes,

It all happened in the week
leading up to Halloween,

- Hey, Frank. It's good to see you.
- Thank you.

- Glad to have you back with us, Frank.
- Thank you.

- So, you've been here before?
- Yeah. 13 years ago.

Just about this time of year.

There were three murders a month.
It was really bad.

- The Dale Barker murders? That was you?
- Mm-hm.

They teach that case at the Academy.

Well.

They're from California, in town making
a movie. You know who Marta Danbury is?

We counted 55 stab wounds.

The other one is the director of this
here picture. Guy named Lew Carroll.

Marta was the star of this movie.

Stage blood. Tastes kinda soapy.

Human blood oxidises to a deep brown.

Mr Black, what is it?

Agent Hollis. What you learned
at the Academy won't serve you here.

What kind of movie is this?

Action!

Never before in the annals of crime
have I encountered a monster so heinous.

So deviously clever.

So hard to catch.

Kenny Neiderman, he's the producer.

Kenny, this is Special Agent Emma Hollis.
And this is Frank Black.

Hey, nice to meet you.

When the predator is so elusive,
I put myself in the madman maniac mind.

I call it profiling.
A technique I invented in the FBI.

And that is how I plan to stop
this madman maniac from murdering,

- or my name isn't Frank Black.
- What?

Cut! Magic. Fantastic.

It's based on a true case you investigated,
which makes you a public figure,

so we don't have to buy your rights.

- But if you want to sue, I understand.
- I didn't say I wanted to sue.

Who was Marta Danbury portraying? That
may inform the investigation of her murder.

- Which victim did she portray in your film?
- Eva O'Malley.

Eva O'Malley
was a 40-year-old quadriplegic.

She got strangled in her driveway.

Sure, but it's more entertaining
to see her get sliced up in a school shower.

And would you hide a tomato like that
in a wheelchair? God rest her soul.

We need to talk to everyone
who saw the victims recently.

OK. Butjust talk about the murders.

I don't need a bunch of hothead actors
thinking we don't have the rights to the story.

I knew both of them.
I mean, Lew and Marta were...

- They were my clients.
- Were you their agent?

- No. Their personal trainer.
- When did you become a director?

When Lew was pronounced dead.

Live fast, die young,
leave a pretty corpse.

I'm the star, and they don't even notice
because it's Marta Danbury's last film.

- You're the star?
- Yes, of course.

I almost get killed.
Then I help solve the mystery.

Along the way,
fall in love with the hero.

- FBI agent Frank Black.
- It didn't happen that way in real life.

What are you doing tonight?

Uh...

I
was the toast of the English stage.

And now my name is above
the title as "The Madman Maniac".

Did you study Dale Barker's
behaviour to learn your part?

Olivier never met the Dane,

and I'll be damned if I'll talk to some pervert
killer about how to play this bloody part.

See, I got the part cos I'm a really good
screamer. And I do nudity for scale.

The director said he would enlarge your role,
as compensation for Marta Danbury's loss.

Isn't that the greatest?

I mean... you know...

It's terrible about the death of Marta.
But...

I'm at the beginning of my career,
and I could really use the break.

Lucky you.

Let me ask you something, OK?
Now, do you say:

"Special Agent Frank Black, FBl",
or, "FBI. Frank Black"?

Neither.

How well did you know Marta?

I'm sorry. Frank Black interrogating
a suspect. This is really cool.

OK. I bet you want to know
about my childhood, right?

Was I a bed-wetter, did I set fires,
was I cruel to animals?

It's not that kind of case yet.

No, but the 1985 case.
That was a serial killer.

It was a sexually motivated homicide.

Sexually motivated homicide.
It's good. No, I like that.

Hey.

- Can we rule anyone out?
- Not from this group.

I can't discern if the attack
was solo, or from a team.

Crime scene's ambivalent.

- Some signs point to an organised offender.
- Careful entry, lack of evidence.

Yeah. But other signs
point to a disorganised offender.

Like the ritual violence of the attack
on the woman. We're being followed.

Um, hey. Wait.

Mr Black? I'm Hugo Winston.

I remember you.
The football captain, right?

- Well, 13 years ago.
- Yeah.

Then Dale Barker murdered my fianc�e.

Listen, they're desecrating her memory
in there, making this sleazy movie.

Revenge won't bring her back.
That's not what you're after, is it?

- Read the script.
- No.

This will change your mind
about these... bastards.

The killer in this story
follows no known behavioural profile.

Barker's final victim
was killed at a church picnic.

In this story, a band named KISS
is playing at what resembles an orgy.

I can see where that would
make a guy like Hugo snap.

- Neiderman.
- What?

- The producer, with the rings. The...
- Yeah?

He spent several nights
in Marta Danbury's room.

Suppose Marta was sleeping with Neiderman,
but then throws him over for the director.

Neiderman gets jealous, finds them
together in the hotel room, kills them both.

Interesting.
You know, they're shooting tonight.

We can go keep an eye on both of them.

Hey, man.

Frank Black, FBI.
That's how they say it.

- Let me ask you something.
- What?

Say you're doing a full-contact
interrogation.

You hit them with a phone book,
no bruising, right?

No, we don't.

You are good.

And cut!

Magic. Fantastic.
That was terrific, people.

OK, let's set up for the money shot.
Quickly!

- Hey.
- Dale Barker never shot anybody.

Yeah, but check this. The Madman Maniac
shoots the boyfriend, then dresses like him.

- And when Ruby takes a skinny-dip...
- He harpoons her. I read the script.

How can you label this a true story?

It is true.
It's just improved a little, that's all.

- The reality is dark and depressing...
- Yes, it is.

Frank, Frank, you know that,
and I know that.

But all the people in those towns
that you fly over on the way to New York,

they want to be entertained.

I wouldn't presume
to know your business.

But there's an abundance
of heroism and drama

in the real facts of any murder
investigation.

Oh, yeah, sure there is, Frankie.

But it's complicated. The people, they're
ugly, and it's dark and rainy all the time.

Where's the magic? The magic.

I'm glad that we had this little talk.

Ruby, baby.
Time to get naked and die.

How did he get in here?

I'm sorry. You ready? Go and do your stuff.

- Who are they?
- It's the insurance guy, the co-producer,

associate producers,
every pissant functionary on the show.

- What are they doing here tonight?
- Nude scene.

- Where's Neiderman?
- He was here a minute ago.

Ah, just wait. That little horndog never misses
one of these. We're ready to roll, people.

- Roll sound.
- Sound speed.

- Roll camera.
- Turning.

- Marker.
- Action.

And we cut.

Magic. Fantastic.

Where's Ruby? Ruby?

You're the producer?

No. I'm not.

OK, that's a wrap.

OK, people. Let's eat.

Sandwiches? Is this it?

- We spent the rest on your salary.
- Oh, shut up.

Mmm.

- I told you it was safe.
- The night's not over.

Well, we're wrapped,
so nothing happened on my set.

Oh, my God.

They killed Neiderman.
Neiderman's dead.

Our prime suspect, the producer, had become
the next victim and the crew's dinner.

At that moment,
I knew this case would pit me against horrors

that no FBI agent should ever have to endure,
and push me to the brink of insanity.

All we have is the possibility
of a dental match on the bite marks.

It's a very clean crime scene.

Which is at odds with a person
who feels compelled to bite fingers off.

- What kind of offender's that?
- Disorganised.

Schizophrenic. Not the type to get
in and out in ten minutes without being seen.

- A voyeuristic anthropophagiac.
- What's that?

One compelled to watch
others eat human flesh.

Or an avid fan of The Hitcher, The severed
fingers are a direct quote of that movie.

So how many people may have seen that?

Besides our suspect, the entire film crew.
It's their business.

And me.
I've seen quite a few horror films.

This film connection
doesn't narrow it down.

No. Any of a dozen people
could be our perpetrator.

Even though we don't know who it is,

there is a decisive way
we could stop the killing immediately.

You bastard! You'll pay
for all the kids you've killed. Argh!

Cut!

Who said that?

Who said "cut" on my set?

I did.

OK, that's it. It's over.
Time to go home now, folks.

I'm notifying you this workplace is shut
down by order of the sheriff. That'd be me.

You don't like my movie,
so you pulled some strings with the heat.

So.

I've been doing a little research,
and your guy...

Maybe he's got like a cooling-off period,
and then...

- he will kill again.
- Not now, he won't.

Hey. Hey, is it... That's it?
This is all that's gonna happen to them?

Hugo, the movie's over.
Isn't that what you wanted?

I... No, I...

This movie's

not over.

Agent Hollis.

This is a hell of an angle.

Sarah Cryer, unit publicist.

Do you mind if I say:

"This is the movie Frank Black
didn't want you to see"?

Yes, I do.

Excuse me.

Bite mark analysis was inconclusive.

He was wearing dental prostheses,
commonly used in motion pictures.

Whoever's doing this
is trying to drive me insane,

for the third time in my life.

Mr Black, remember the suspect in Seattle
who quoted Nostradamus?

- The Frenchman.
- What if, instead, he was quoting B-movies?

Wouldn't you want to study them?

He's her brother, he kills teenagers.
That's it? No twists? No mystery?

It's supposed to be scary.

The mother of a child who's drowned
suffers an extreme emotional displacement.

She adopts the hockey-mask persona
until she avenges the death of her son.

You have hockey,
you have young men, you have her son.

Where does it go from here?

A lot of people get killed?

Oh.

Krueger's acting out a childhood trauma,
by targeting sexually promiscuous teens.

He's either the child
of a mentally unstable parentage,

or a rape victim. Or both.

He was the bastard son
of a thousand maniacs.

It's as if our case is in one of these movies.
They always happen on the holidays.

And Saturday is Halloween.

The victims are always some smug person
who thinks they'll never die.

- And the leading lady is always attacked last.
- Exactly.

You know, we should quietly put
some security around Ramona Tangent.

Precautions never work.
If we follow the movie model,

- if you try to protect yourself...
- Then you die.

You know, if we shut that movie down, and
the killer realises he's in a slasher movie...

Then he'll return here tonight
to attack the movie crew.

And the whole crew is in this hotel.

- Come on.
- Mr Black?

I thought you didn't carry
a gun any more.

- First floor's quiet.
- Copy.

So, what kind of movies do you like,
Mr Black?

- Detective movies.
- Oh, "The Enforcer" is my favourite...

- Mr Black, there's someone on the roof.
- I'm on my way,

Agent Hollis?

Freeze!

At this point in the investigation,
I began to ask myself why.

Why had four people been killed?

They died making a Hollywood movie,
a movie based on a real case

I investigated 13 years earlier.

They took enormous liberties
with the truth, and with my life,

in the name of entertainment,

Needless to say, I'm not a critic,

I was there to solve the crime,

We are all gonna miss Sarah Cryer, our...

publicist. I mean, she was a can-do gal.

She knew when to leak, when to spin,
when to just plain-out lie.

Then... Well, let's not talk about
her frankly disgusting murder.

What do you think this is, a movie?

Four people are dead. Four.

The killer is in this room.

I know you're here.

And I'm gonna bring you to justice
even if it drives me insane,

for the third time in my life.

Are you OK?
I just came from the coroner's.

Death resulted from massive blood loss.
The weapon appears...

A large butcher knife. Halloween,

Exactly. The corpse
was posthumously dissected with...

A machete. Friday the 13th,

And there's no useful forensic evidence.
There's no fingerprints, no assailant's DNA.

This guy is a genius.
He's ahead of us on every move.

Uh, ladies and gentlemen,
the murder's been solved.

- What?
- Filming will continue!

I'm Hector Leachman. I did it.

This is not your man.

I've seen this guy before.
He was one of the extras.

You said it was one of ours.

Hector, what kind of gun did you use
in the bowling alley murders?

- You do not have to answer...
- Hey.

It was a. 38.
It's all right here in my confessional.

No one got shot.
No one died in a bowling alley.

Um... excuse me. Uh, Mr Mayor?

We're spending a million dollars in your town,
and we brought you the murderer.

I don't know what his problem is...

The killer's still at large.
If he strikes again...

Need I remind you the FBI
is here in a support capacity?

The written confession satisfies me.

Then, uh, I guess
the filming can continue. Hm.

You're right.
There was nothing like this at the Academy.

Ted Bundy described the experience
of killing like watching himself in a movie.

Were there any horror movies on the night
Lew Carroll or Marta Danbury were killed?

Mr Black, that's it.
Psycho was on cable.

The shower murder fits perfectly.
What about when Neiderman was killed?

The Hitcher was on pay-per-view.

- Sarah Cryer died on Wednesday.
- Halloween was playing.

A corpse drops out of a door.

Tonight...

is Motel Hell,

A classic.
Farmer Vincent never kills quickly.

He keeps his victims half-dead
until he can make them into sausage.

Then we have a chance.

- A mark.
- Action.

This is important.
Was Bobby a big fan of KISS?

No. He liked The Ramones.

Then we can conclude
that the Madman Maniac is a KISS fan.

"We drive you wild. "

"You drive us crazy. "

They play here tomorrow.
He will be there.

Cut! Magic. Fantastic.

We lost power.

Head for the exit.
Get everyone off the set.

Get out! Go, go, go!

Oh, God, no!

Hugo.

Gaffers.

Vocal cords are severed.
A quote from Motel Hell,

Call for backup.

No! Please, don't kill me. Please, don't kill me.

He's still here. He's just tried to kill me.

You're all right.

So Hugo Winston kills
the movie people and hangs himself.

I knew Hugo in 1985.

I'm not buying this transition from football
captain to voyeuristic anthropophagiac.

But we saw him.
What would convince you?

An autopsy. With some physical evidence
that he's been eating human flesh.

We'll get that later.

What if it is someone else?

Then he'll attack
the film crew with the same MO.

What's on television tonight?

It's Halloween. There are
horror-movie marathons on every channel.

- I'm going to the set.
- I'll go with you.

No.

Turn on the television.
And don't take your eyes off that TV.

You keep watching that tube
until we put this guy in custody.

- I'll be in constant contact.
- Good.

Come on, Tommy, Unlock the door,

- Everything's looking good.
- Follow spots are in place.

Let's get that smoke ball out here.

OK.

- Emma Hollis.
- Agent Hollis? What do I look for?

A new movie just came on,

A man in a human skin mask
wielding a chain saw.

Thanks.

171 stitches.
You saved my life, man. Thanks.

So, the final scene.
You know what happens?

- No, but you're gonna tell me.
- Right. KISS is playing.

And I'm you. And the maniac is here, right?
And I almost get him, and then...

he hangs himself.
Just like in the real story.

It's practically a documentary.

- Break a leg.
- Thanks, man.

Let's go. Time is money.
First team, ready? Sound, ready?

- Ready!
- All right. Standing by.

- Move that crane back.
- Crane is moving.

We're ready to roll, people.
And playback. And... action!

Cut!

Magic. Fantastic.

All right, let's set up for the next shot,
people. Quickly.

- Get me down. I feel like a sack of potatoes.
- Get him down.

Agent Hollis?
No human skin mask, no chain saw.

It's all typical slasher fare so far,
except for The Omen,

- What could he copy?
- So far, a decapitation by glass

and a suicidal hanging
at a children's birthday party.

I'll keep my eyes open.

And playback.

Action.

- Agent Hollis?
- No, Sheriff Neuenschwander,

Coroner's completed the autopsy,

- Emma Hollis.
- I just spoke with the sheriff, Hugo did do it,

Human metacarpal fragments
were recovered from his digestive tract.

Thank God.

It's kinda crazy, isn't it, that such a grisly
discovery would be a relief? Don't you think?

Yeah, Yeah, sometimes it is,

- Take the evening off. You've earned it.
- Thanks. I will.

- I talked to him two minutes ago.
- I don't think so, pal.

It's like we're in a movie.
The leading lady dies last. Where's Ramona?

- She's over there. She's fine.
- Agent Hollis.

- Coming.
- It's Frank Black.

Hugo's not our killer.
The autopsy results were faked.

- Come on in.
- Trick or treat.

What, no treat?

Hey. Why don't you come
on out, honeybunch? Sheriff Fritz'll save you.

I can be anyone you want me to be.

If you don't like him, try me.

You know I wouldn't hurt you.

I see what the killer sees.

Because I'm the killer.

And the cop, and the butcher,
and the baker, and the candlestick maker.

Agent Hollis.

Mr Black, watch out.

Mr Black?

- Drop your gun.
- Drop your gun.

Wanted to be like you, Frank.

I wanted to see what the killer sees.

People die so you can play a part.

No. Not all of them.
Just the first couple of victims.

But by killing them
I learned something important.

Really?

I really like killing people.

And now I know what you know.

You know, pain means nothing to me.

The autopsy proved
Marc Bianco acted alone,

Why, then, did the crime scenes
suggest there were two offenders?

Even during the commission of
a heinous crime, he was in character.

It was Bianco's uncanny ability
to completely immerse himself in a role.

A talent never seen before or since.

Some of the crime scene
reflected his personality,

and some, the character he was playing.

Either he was the greatest actor the world had
ever known, or he was completely deranged.

If you want a good movie for
Halloween night, rent Madman Maniac,

Judge for yourself.
I give it two thumbs up.

Two severed thumbs.

I made this!