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A terrorist operation.

I've got it. Satellite in range.

Control the world.

The terrorists have control of the launch code for 250 Mississauga.

What the hell

was that?

The ultimate soldier.

Digital man.

A mission out of control.

Sir, the D-bag has dropped from the screen.

That D-1 unit aboard that ship has the launch codes for 250 nuclear missiles.

Now, I don't want to rain on your parade cam, but you better find it.

An experimental team.

Your team is to regain control of the unit.

Destroy the codes and take it offline.

Take it offline, sir.

Sent on a mission where everyone is expendable.

We're out of control!

I got him.

Take out the target, Gina.

Digital man.

When Aretha's blood lord kidnaps the ambassador to the World Security

Council.

I don't suppose it made any difference that you were responsible for it.

ambassador to the World Security Council.

I don't know. We took standard security procedures.

Today is the 11th. That gives you four days to get him back.

The government couldn't afford to take any chances, so they needed someone who

could.

We'll have to bring back a hostage in three days.

Is there any killing involved?

Only if we have to.

Fred Williamson is Cal Sims.

A mercenary who risks it all.

I'm gonna bleed you worse than I bled that fucking bitch.

Boris Fenton. Henry Silver.

Chuck Connors. Lou Anne Johnson.

And Sonny Langdon.

Three days to a kill.

In a city where fighting battles the twisted pleasure of the wealthy and

where the penalty for losing is death.

Jack Dameron had the perfect job, the perfect wife, and the perfect

invitation.

It's ready and you can pick it up at my place tonight.

Your place?

Now he's the victim of the perfect setup.

And his only chance of survival is to fight back with every weapon in his

arsenal and to become a man possessed by rage.

So you did murder her? No, not murder her.

I quest only fame and fortune, and obeying Master Chang bestows this upon

me.

Starring Richard Norton, Taron Moncrief, Scorpion King Chuck Jeffries, European

Karate Champ Ron Breakin, Executioner Franco Guerrero, Jose Marie Aviano,

and Asian Superstar Tetchy Agbiani.

World Martial Arts Master Richard Norton fighting his toughest opponents ever.

Richard Norton.

Well, as I was saying, I'm working on the corner of Sunset and Highland, and

this tall, good-looking guy comes up to me.

I mean, he almost takes my breath away.

So I tell him, you know, you want to have some fun?

So did you bust him?

Mm-mm.

He says no. He's a photographer, and he wants to know if I'll do some modeling

for him. Me modeling.

So I just look at him. I tell him, hey.

If you're as good as you look, probably you can come and tape my high school

reunion party.

Did you tell him you're a cop?

No, no, no. I didn't want to blow my cover. Good.

I just hope he comes. Wait till you see him.

Hey, let's get back to work. Somebody's got to pay the rent. Okay, sweetie.

Are you just passing through?

Fun sounds good to me.

How much?

Let's see.

A hundred apiece.

A hundred bucks? Come on. It's the Sunset Strip, not Rodeo Drive.

What you see is what you get, and it's worth a hundred.

Oh, come on. Give me a break. I'm new in town.

You heard there's a recession on.

Just because you're so cute, we're going to give you a 20% discount.

Are you nuts? This guy ain't even good looking.

Hey, don't knock the merchandise.

80 bucks tops.

We got a deal or not?

Which one of us do you want?

I'll pass on Big Mouth.

Come on.

Step aside, Big Mouth.

Just a minute.

Let's see some cash.

You know how things are these days.

No problem.

Credit card, okay?

Cash, baby. Check.

Guess what's

behind door number one.

Police! Freeze!

Get out of your car!

Put your hands against the car.

Spread your legs.

You said your husband was away.

He is, but you never know. He may show up.

You mean to tell me you picked me up in a bar, brought me here, we fucked all

night, now you want me to leave?

Look, he's mean, vicious, and he carries a gun.

Trying to scare me off.

Besides, I gotta get some sleep.

I have a photo session first thing in the morning.

Shoot.

in here all day waiting for me. Well, wait a minute.

All day?

All day, all night. I don't know how long it's going to take.

I don't know. Maybe I'll go for a walk or something.

Put that shit away.

It drives me crazy. You follow me everywhere I go.

Hey, I said howdy, ma'am. I heard.

Yeah, but you didn't answer.

So you're going in there to get some pictures taken, huh?

Well, if I were you, I'd be careful.

Why do you say that?

Hey,

this paint stuff is just chump change for me. Mainly, I cater to the movie

color. So, what do you think?

I'm impressed.

I go to a lot of parties.

Make a lot of contacts.

You go to just one of these parties with me, you'll be set.

Sorry,

not interested.

Yoo-hoo!

Is anybody here?

Yeah, Shelly.

Sorry I'm early. You Ray Richmond?

Well,

did you bring some outfits or anything like that?

Oh, I see that you did.

Yeah. Why don't you just put something on and we'll take it from there and see

how you look.

Okay? Dress room's in there.

Okay.

So where are you from?

I don't know which movie to wear.

Do you know which movie?

Why don't you just wear what you're comfortable with?

What did you ask me before?

Oh yeah, I'm from Chicago. I've been here about a month.

How do you like it?

It's exciting and more than I ever imagined.

All this for a headshot?

Well, headshots are later. These are for me.

You know, I can get you on Playtime magazine.

You'd be like, pays a lot of money.

You really think you can get me into Playtime?

I'm sure I could. Unless, of course, you're shy.

Are you shy, Shelley?

No.

Good. I like a professional.

Whatever you say.

Just get me into Playtime. I'm so sick of all the bullshit offers I've been

getting lately.

I want to get something for real.

But I thought you liked this town.

I do. I'm just sick of all the bullshit.

You'll find that anywhere.

Yeah, I guess you're right. At least it's not so cold. Or so windy.

Chicago this time of year?

Actually...

Where

are you living?

In a mansion in Bel Air.

I'm just kidding. I live in a van.

It's not really too bad.

I use my friend's showers.

I don't have to pay rent or bills.

You've got to start somewhere.

You know what I mean.

What's wrong?

Everything. You come into my van, you eat my food, you fuck me and then you

leave. I'm just sick of it. I can't take it anymore.

What are you babbling about, Shelly? I was just getting into it and you want to

have a discussion?

You were getting into it. You. It's always you, Mark. Get out of here. Go.

God damn it, Shelly.

I have so many things going in my head right now and you're just not a part of

it.

I have a dream I'm sick of screwing around and I'm not going to... the rest

of my life in this van.

All right, all right. Would you stop screaming?

Look, Shelly, you live in a van.

You sleep under bridges at night. Would you please come back to my place?

I hate your place. It's cramped.

Okay, Miss Pig-headed.

But one of these days, you're gonna get it.

And you're just asking for it.

Just shut up. You don't scare me.

Hey, Dylan, how's it going?

Not so good.

Not a single clue.

What do you think we got here?

A collector.

Collector?

I guess this guy kills and collects the bodies of the victims.

Later on, he mutilates them.

Maybe even boxes them.

If the press gets a hold of this, they'll blow it up into a panic.

There's been seven disappearances, all of them young and beautiful.

Well, here it is. Take a look for yourself.

Carol Simpson, 18 years old, from Ohio.

Missing since October 1991.

Renee Russo, 23 years old, Carson City, Nevada.

Disappeared three weeks ago.

The list goes on.

Yes, there is, isn't there? Well, we're all born nude anyway, aren't we?

May I offer you something?

Would you like something to drink with that?

I'm a rich husband.

I'm marrying, divorcing, taking his heart, his house,

and his money.

So you really get over on these suckers, huh?

I want to talk to somebody about a missing person.

Where are you calling from?

Hold on.

Hey, fellas.

Got another girl missing.

Detective Dillon.

I'd like to report a missing person.

Who is that?

My girlfriend.

What's your name?

Mark Curtis.

I haven't seen her for over a week now.

What's her full name?

Shelly Williams.

She's from Chicago.

She doesn't have a lot of friends out here, you know.

Where does she live?

In the van.

Dylan, ask him where the van is.

Where's the van?

Down by the MetroLink station, downtown L.A.

What's the license plate number?

Can you meet us there?

Okay.

Let's go.

You know, Mark, the guy that called you?

I'm Lieutenant Bridges. This is Detective Dillon.

When was the last time you saw her?

About a week ago.

Look, we had a little bit of a fight.

I came back here a couple days later to make up.

The band was here. She wasn't. I thought you said you saw her when you last

dropped her off at this photographer's studio.

What's his name? Ray Richmond.

I made a mistake, all right?

I'm a little bit nervous.

You better come with us for questions.

Am I a suspect?

We'll know better after we talk.

Better go take a look at the studio.

If you don't have a warrant, what are you going to do, break in?

Evan, get a hold of Forensics. Have them come down here and dust this thing for

friends. Let's go.

Little Caesar to you, kid.

Don't get smart with me, I'll rip you full of bullets.

Some sort of illegal matter, I would believe.

No, no, no. I just got inspired. I'm investigating a missing persons case.

Mainly women.

Possible serial.

Well, listen, on possible serial killing, and according to the law, you

have no right coming into my place around midnight and asking me questions

without a search warrant. Hey, look, I'll do the talking. I'm the authority

figure. You do the listing.

And there was this girl, Shelly Williams.

She was last seen coming in here.

Her van was found abandoned underneath a bridge.

Now, what do you have to say about that?

That's too bad.

It's a rough city, Detective Dillon.

I have a lot of girls come in here that I photograph.

They pay me the money and they walk out my door.

I don't particularly follow their life stories, Detective Dillon.

I want to see your portfolio to see what girls have come up here. Any objections

to that?

I'm not going to show an intruder anything, Detective Dillon.

However, you're welcome to come back with a search warrant.

I'd like you to go, please.

This is not the last time you're going to see this face.

Have you ever seen a film called The Terminator?

That's the movie, isn't it?

I've been checking on this Ray Richmond character.

He comes from somewhere out in the Carson City area. The word is he hangs

with some real scum.

His former roommate's a guy named Mike Brown and calls himself Mr.

Smooth.

Mr.

Smooth's got a couple of warrants out for him from Carson.

Great. What a lucky break. So, when do we nail him? Well, it's not going to be

that easy.

Carson's hungry for charges that'll stick.

He's a serious dealer up there, and they want to put him away for a long time.

So you two are going to have to go underground.

He hangs out at a place called the Kit Kat Strip Club. Look, I've already

cleared it with internal affairs.

Oh, no, not this time.

Oh, they'd never, ever suspect you, Janet.

Janet, ultimately, it's your decision.

I'm not.

I am not taking off my clothes.

Hey, Lou.

I see a new face on top.

Oh, who's that?

That's a blonde lady.

Oh, she just come in from Texas. Texas, huh?

Yeah. What do they call her?

Lily. Lily?

Lily.

Known as Mr. Smooth.

My friends, they just call me Guy.

All right, Mr.

Smooth Guy.

What do you want?

Nothing for myself, thank you. I thought there might be something you want.

All you got to do is wink your eye or whistle.

You do know how to whistle now, don't you?

You're lucky I'm a Bogot fan.

Maybe there's a little something you could get for me.

See, I'm new in town. I don't know anything.

Name it, baby. I got your number.

You can see right through me, huh?

So what do you got?

What do you want? I got anything you need. Just try me.

I can go for a little coke right now.

You got it, baby.

I can't pay you just yet.

Don't worry about it. We'll work something out.

Put it on your tab.

Don't forget where we stand on this now.

All right, freeze, you asshole. Put your hands on the bar and spread your legs.

Oh, shit.

I should have known the cops.

You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used

against you. I know that shit.

I've been through this before.

sucker.

We left this on your front doorstep.

This guy has a dirty mind.

Why?

All he shoots is flesh. Look at this. Skin, skin, skin.

Janet didn't show up for work. She hasn't returned any of my phone calls.

And she missed the reunion lunch.

That is strange. What do you think?

There's something wrong.

I'll get out an APB on her.

How in the hell can a cop afford a place like this?

Uh, it's a friend's house. She's just house-sitting.

Hi, Marge. This is Bridges.

Yeah, I need a forensic team sent to 1765 Wilton Place.

We'll be here.

Thanks.

What did you say? That I want to be put on this case.

Sharon, we're dealing with a serial killer here.

This guy isn't like one of those creeps you bust out on the street.

We haven't found the bodies.

He probably mutilates them.

I can't have you getting involved with a case with this much uncertainty.

I appreciate your concern, but Janet's my best friend. I can't just sit back

while she's missing.

Lieutenant, when I joined the force, I accepted the risk.

I can handle it.

Your father was one of my closest friends.

When he died in the line of duty, all I wanted to do was leave the force.

I stayed, but I've never forgotten.

What do you think my father would do if you were missing?

I've put Dylan on the case. You report to him.

Why do I get the feeling that you already have a suspect in mind?

I'm just curious about this photographer, Ray Richmond.

I'm going to go undercover as a model and check him out.

Be careful.

You think so?

Yeah. It's a studio. You've seen one. You've seen them all.

Have a seat. Relax.

One of my fish just died.

So, I didn't get what you said on the phone earlier. You've been into

modeling, acting, and what aspect, you know?

My main ambition is to be an actress.

Right now, though, I'd do anything to pay the bills.

Anything?

Well, almost anything.

You know, you've got to be careful these days.

I don't want to end up like my friend Janet.

Janet who?

Janet.

She's just missing. Nobody's heard from her for a week.

We're all pretty worried.

Sorry about your friend.

This is Hollywood, though.

Anything can happen.

Maybe she ran off with a guy impulsively.

I just read about something like that in the news. This gal turned up missing.

Her husband and her kids never heard from her.

And then one day, ten years later, he runs into her in a grocery store with a

new husband and new kids.

Can you imagine that?

I don't understand what it is with women.

You can't judge all women the same like that.

Most are, if you ask me.

Pick up your glasses.

Beauty is on the inside.

It's not on the outside.

It's deep.

Are you ready?

Imagine those flowers.

Whatever you say, Ray.

Hey,

where'd you find her?

You got a real beauty this time.

Come on, Joe. Help me, please.

What's her name?

Sharon.

Sharon.

Sharon.

Sharon! Sharon!

She's alive.

mm-hmm

Janet?

like it here. You won't have to worry about anything.

I'll take care of you. You know how much trouble you're in? I'm a cop. You

kidnapped me. That's a federal offense.

You dead body. They use an electric chair for this.

I didn't kill nobody.

I didn't kill nobody.

Ray.

She says she's a cop, Ray.

What do we do?

Why don't you go and fix us some dinner, Joe?

Whatever you say, Ray.

I suppose you know what this means.

Why don't you tell me if you're the cop?

You're lucky you're not dead.

I hate cops.

Any cop.

Why do I need them anyway?

People should just solve their own problems.

You better let me out of here.

Now.

Lady, once you come here, you belong to the family.

Nobody leaves.

There's nothing out there but a sewer that God created.

That's hell.

This is paradise.

Look at your lovely friend, Janet.

Hey, Lieutenant.

Yeah, come on back.

Man, do I have a big surprise for you. I don't need any more surprises.

Tell me what you know about Ray Richmond. I mean, that's why you called

me, right?

Yeah, well, after what happened to Shelly, I got very suspicious of this

guy.

Anyway, I started hanging around the studio, followed him all over the place.

Well, see for yourself.

I don't get it. What was he doing there?

Some gorgeous model that lives there, Renee.

Renee Clemens.

That's one of the missing girls.

What motive would a guy have to go into a house as a man and come out a woman?

A split personality.

One is probably not aware of the other.

But what is complicated in this case is where are the missing bodies?

As he left the building, I wanted to go in and find out what the hell was going

on.

He drove his van in front of the building and pulled out a wheelchair.

And I ran out of tape right here. So I ran to my car to reload my camcorder,

but by the time I got back, it was gone.

What you've done is might pull it together.

Can I have that tape?

Yeah, sure. It's just a copy. I have the original.

Well, you really know what you're doing.

Hey, I went to UCLA.

You did, huh?

Good job.

I haven't been eating.

Aren't you hungry?

I've been making your fabrics.

But, you know, Ray has special thoughts for you.

Want to take a shower?

I want to take a shower.

You'll feel fresher.

I want to take a shower.

Joe. Joey.

Joey.

Investigating a serial killer.

Well, after I went over the files of Ray Richmond, who we had under surveillance,

your name popped up.

You two were roommates in 78.

You lived at Bronson in Hollywood.

You were picked up for possession of marijuana.

Did that ring a bell?

I mean, you framed me and brought me down here just to get some dope on Ray

Richmond?

colleague, Sharon Seymour, she busted you for dealing in possession of the

cocaine.

After we got the search warrant, we went to your home, and we found a couple of

kilos of marijuana and cocaine.

That's going to get you a few years.

Now, if you help me with the information, I can make it easier for

you.

books to read, radio, you can listen to some music, maybe even a TV.

Yeah, I know Ray Richmond.

And I know his crazy brother Joe and his father.

Yeah, in fact, one night his old man freaked out, got his wife in bed with

her lover, and they went both away.

It was 1975, 8050 Meadowood, Walker, Nevada.

Got out in 84.

He went fishing and drowned in the river.

Was he?

Well, they never found his body.

Do you think his father might still be alive?

Who knows?

Ray Richmond was a weird guy.

Used to dress up in his mama's skirts and dance around the house like a woman.

When he was a kid, he used to collect all these cockroaches and whatever he

could find running around the house and throw them in the freezer. You know,

freeze them and hang them.

You think there's someone still living at the house on Meadowood?

Check it out.

Well, thank you, Mr. Brown.

I just have to ask a few questions and then I'll go.

I'm Detective Dillon.

Police!

My brother's not at home. I will not answer anything.

Okay.

What's his name?

That's a question.

Where is your brother?

He's at work and you better get going.

Excuse me.

I didn't get your name.

I'm not worried about Sharon.

She's fine.

But there was this fat guy, and he was asking a lot of questions.

He said he was a detective or something.

And he said he was going to come back for you.

What's wrong with you? I have to talk to him!

I have to talk with you! You've got a brain in your head?

I said it was fine with me!

Thank you.

How do you like it?

Beautiful.

There's nothing out there in that world.

No matter who you are or what you are, you aren't safe.

What are you talking about?

Come with me. I want to show you something.

You have a surprise for me?

This is your mother right?

She's not alive.

She's dead.

She needs a decent burial.

You can nail me and put me behind bars?

What, are you crazy?

What, are you crazy?

I like you.

You're different.

But Rick, you're always getting us in trouble. And now this fat detective

hanging around here.

Detective Dylan was here?

You know him?

He's my partner.

You know what?

He's going to come back here.

with a whole bunch of cops. And he's gonna put you both in jail.

And maybe even give you the electric chair. Shit!

I didn't do anything!

I'm nobody!

Sharon, I'm scared!

If you help me get out of here, I swear to you, I'll testify for you. I promise

you. I'll tell him it wasn't your fault.

I'll unlock you.

Pretend you're still handcuffed.

Tomorrow is Sunday.

Ray stays up late and reads. He goes to sleep around sunrise.

You'll make your way out.

I don't know.

Thank you.

This is Adam Five.

Send medics to the location at Meadowood.

Over and out.

You must be Ray's brother. Put your hand behind your neck.

Kneel down!

I'll do whatever you say.

I'm innocent.

I'm innocent.

I'm innocent.

God,

grant me the serenity.

To accept the things I cannot change.

The courage to change the things that I can.

And the wisdom to know the difference.

Joe?

Oh, Sharon.

Dear, sweet Sharon.

Just like all the rest of me.

I should be gone.

Daddy was right.

I must deliver you to hell.

Ray Richmond.

I have a warrant for your arrest for first-degree murder.

Your father is dead and we have your brother under our custody.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say...