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Yeah.

He's here.

We got him.

I was just about to start.

Where am I?

How did I get here?

You don't know how you got here?

The last thing I remember was...

I was writing.

I have a deadline.

What were you writing?

I don't remember.

Let's start with what you do remember.

Who you're on a deadline for.

Some Hollywood producer.

I had a contract with him.

I was way past my deadline.

His name was Fineli.

Mr. Fineli.

Look, I don't know what problems you have in your life,

and, quite frankly, I don't give a shit.

I want to see you in my office.

2 p.m.

Look, I realize that I'm behind, but...

Be on time.

I'll be there. I'll be there.

Asshole.

What about your troubles with your apartment manager?

The guy didn't exactly give you a vote of confidence

when we asked him about you.

That dirty old man?

He's a gun nut, you know.

Mr. Sanders,

I can pay you on Friday.

Aleister...

Just like I said I would.

It happens to be Friday.

It is?

Yeah. Really?

Really. Friday?

How long have I been asleep?

I'm sorry.

Look, I have an appointment

with my producer today.

I'll pay everything this evening.

After all, it will still be Friday,

won't it?

Okay, just because it's you.

Thanks.

Between the two of us...

something stinks here.

What exactly do you mean, Mr. Sanders?

Take a shower.

Fuck.

Yes?

Hello, sir. My name is Lavinia.

I'm a graduate film student at UCLA.

Okay.

My class is studying successful professionals.

And since you're one of the greatest

contemporary screenwriters,

I was hoping that maybe you would

meet with me and discuss your work.

Look, I'm...

I'm right in the middle of a big project right now.

It would mean so much to me.

So much, huh?

Maybe. Okay.

Thank you.

When can I meet you?

Oh, shit.

Mr. Bane? Yes?

Mr. Bane, are you all right?

Yes, yes, I'm fine, I'm fine.

What were you saying?

I was saying, can we meet at your office?

No, no. Not my office.

Let's meet someplace nicer.

How about that Italian restaurant

near the campus?

8 p.m.?

Alfonso's?

Yes, Mr. Bane.

8 p.m. it is.

I will see you there.

And, thank you.

Yeah, yeah.

I'll see you there.

My suitcase is missing.

Okay.

Aleister's here.

Let him in. Come in.

You're making progress.

This time you're only 15 minutes late.

I didn't expect you to show at all.

I'm really sorry about that.

My watch is broken.

Couldn't imagine, imagine the traffic today.

Right, I wouldn't. Sit down.

Thanks.

Aleister, I got to make something perfectly clear...

Look, I fully realize that I'm behind schedule.

But this project is, like...

Behind schedule? Behind schedule.

Like I said, I'm working on it.

I really am working on it.

Okay, let's just review that phrase

for one minute, "behind schedule."

Yes, like I said, I'm working on it!

I don't care about your reasons.

You know what I care about?

I care about your script,

that you are three months late delivering.

That is three months behind schedule, my friend.

I'm making a lot of progress, actually.

Actually, it's almost finished.

That is great news.

That's really good, 'cause you got two weeks

to deliver it.

It's two weeks or you're fired.

Fired?

You can't do that to me.

As a matter of fact, I can.

We already identified a replacement.

Aleister, if you didn't use to be one of the best

writers in Hollywood, I would've fired you

two months ago.

I'm doing you a favor here.

You all right?

You need water? Some muffin?

I don't want you to die in my office.

I'm not gonna die.

Like I said...

the script is almost ready.

Two weeks is plenty of time.

Great.

That is perfect, 'cause that's probably

just enough time to put the finishing

touches on it.

See you in two weeks.

Aleister, one more thing.

Yeah.

Take a shower.

Rose...

I know you don't like it, but...

I need another advance.

But Mr. Bane...

I'm sorry, but I thought

that you were aware.

Aware of what?

That last month's payment was final.

Final?

What's that supposed to mean?

Look, I understand that this might come

as a bit of a shock.

I mean what I'm trying to say is...

I was trying to say that...

For fuck's sake, just say it.

Aleister, it's in your contract.

The advances that we've been giving you

for the last two years

constitute your full wage.

That's it.

You're tapped out.

Now, to be exact...

we still owe you another $22.47.

Then may I have the $22.47?

Please?

But the total doesn't include tax,

which means that you actually

owe us money.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you, Rose.

No, I... Maybe...

That's really kind of you.

Why? Why?

Usual for me.

Let me ask you something.

What would you say if one of your customers

owed you, I don't know, $700?

That management sucks.

Seriously, Jack, why do you think I come here?

Certainly not for the refined ambiance.

There's been a guy coming here looking for you.

What guy?

My management may suck...

but I can smell trouble here.

What time is it?

8:00.

Gotta run.

Aleister, are you gonna pay for that?

I'm good for it.

That's what you always say.

You son of a bitch.

Whoa! Whoa!

Thanks, man.

You know where Alfonso's is?

Who doesn't?

Seems like the place to be.

You some kind of celebrity? No, not really.

Used to be, a long time ago.

Is this cab number 666?

Yes, why?

I'm just wondering.

Not that I believe in any of that

anti-Christ stuff.

Well, in times like these,

it seems rather appropriate,

don't you think?

Appropriate?

I find it rather unusual.

Well, you don't have to believe

in all that anti-Christ stuff

to see what's happening.

May those who have eyes see,

and let those who have ears hear.

All right, man.

You owe me $9.87.

Hey, man, you owe me 13 cents.

I gave you a $10 bill.

Thirteen cents?

Man, get the fuck outta here.

Hi, I'm Angela.

Do you have a reservation?

No, I'm sorry, I forgot to call.

I'm sorry, sir, but we are booked tonight.

We don't have any table left.

That young woman over there,

I believe she's waiting for me.

So, tell me about your first meeting with this girl...

Lavinia?

Yes.

Lavinia.

You must be Lavinia, is that right?

Yes, of course. Mr. Bane.

I'm sorry. Please.

Wow, I guess I had a preconceived notion

about what a Hollywood writer's supposed to look like.

Silly, isn't it?

No, no, don't worry about it.

Happens all the time.

It's such an honor to be here

sitting with one of Hollywood's

greatest screenwriters.

Thank you, I appreciate it,

but I think you're exaggerating

just a little.

Are you hungry?

I mean we don't...

we don't have to eat if you don't feel like it.

Actually, I'm starved.

I think I'll have the angel hair puttanesca.

It looks good.

I have no idea what that is,

but it sounds very expensive.

Sorry.

I mean tasty.

Really can't argue with that choice.

I have read all of your work.

And it's absolutely amazing.

The thought that one man could've

written all those blockbusters.

It's not, it's not that difficult.

Comes quite easily after a while.

I would love to watch you work.

Actually, there isn't much to see.

It's really quite boring, actually.

Just sitting there in the room

watching a genius work his magic

would be a dream come true.

Now you are definitively

overestimating my abilities.

And, please, call me Aleister.

I'm not at home.

Leave a message if you really have to.

This is extremely important.

Something is going to happen

and you're in danger, Mr. Bane.

Thank you.

Is something wrong?

Can't seem to find my credit card.

Oh, that's bad.

I mean, you have to call the bank immediately.

You wouldn't want someone using your cards.

I was thinking the same thing.

I'm pretty sure, though,

I know where it is.

I don't know if I have

enough cash here.

Leave it, I'll pay the rest.

It's my treat.

I mean, it's been such an amazing evening so far.

You're so cool and down to earth

and a great Hollywood writer

in real life.

Oh, I really couldn't allow you

to do that.

Of course you could.

How much is it?

$120.

You know, they know me well here.

I mean I can always come back. Pay tomorrow.

It's a small price to pay for dinner

with your idol.

I insist that you allow,

you allow me to make this up to you.

Well, if you insist...

on making it up to me, you could let me

come to your office tomorrow.

Oh, I mean, sure, but...

I'm warning you, it's not gonna be

glamorous or exciting at all.

Let me be the judge of that.

Okay.

What can I do for you, man?

How does this work? I've never done this.

Well, you know, there's a first time

for everybody.

It's real simple.

You just give me the item you want to pawn,

I tell you what it's worth to me.

I can get it back, right?

Sure. Sure. It's like a 30-day loan.

Plus interest and fees.

Come on, man, I'm busy here.

What do you got?

What can I get for this?

Well, like, since it's not midnight,

it's got to be broken.

Ten bucks.

Ten bucks?

It cost me two grand.

It's not my problem.

It's, like, broken, okay?

Look, I'm busy. I'm busy.

Okay. Okay. Ten bucks.

All right.

Sign right here.

There you go.

There's your copy.

Thanks.

Fuck.

Bitch.

Come on, Mr. Sanders, open up.

I know you're in there, you old bastard.

Oh, for fuck's sake.

Is it personal? What did I do to you?

Hello, Jack?

You left the door unlocked.

Hello?

Anybody there?

Roses.

Hello, Mr. Bane.

Hello.

Do I know you?

Of course you do.

But you don't remember.

I'm pretty sure that I would remember you.

But you don't.

No, I don't.

See?

Like I said...

shouldn't you be at home writing that script of yours?

What was its name again?

Still working on it.

Oh, right.

You didn't even start to write it.

How do you...

Know? Know.

I guess that was rude on my part.

No.

I was just wondering how you knew.

I mean, everyone thinks it's almost finished.

My producer...

he gave me two weeks to deliver it

or he'll replace me.

That would be a real pity.

Because your script is going to be great.

How do you know that?

Are you some sort of visionary?

It's all about asking the right questions.

I suppose.

Problem is...

I have writer's block.

And not the slightest idea what to write about.

You should write about me

and our relationship.

Really?

I could.

But...

I don't know anything about you.

Well, that makes it even more mysterious,

doesn't it?

I guess.

I really have to leave, Aleister.

It's getting very late.

Oh, I almost forgot.

I took care of that little rent problem of yours.

Rent problem?

Could you repeat that?

Hey. Ah!

You want me dead or something?

What the fuck are you doing here, man?

Jesus, it's not even 7:00 in the god damn morning.

The door was unlocked, you weren't here.

Did...

Did you see that gorgeous woman?

Listen, my friend...

I just opened the door, and it was closed.

I can assure you that there was

no gorgeous woman anywhere in the vicinity.

I guess you fell asleep

and I didn't notice you back here at the table.

Go home.

Get some rest.

Thanks, Jack.

Thanks.

Hey.

At least you had a pleasant dream.

None of this is making sense to me.

We have to follow along very closely.

Because a lot of it doesn't make sense to me either.

I keep telling you, this is what happened

the last few days.

You woke up in your room

the next day.

Yes.

Yeah, coming.

Oh.

Oh.

Are you feeling well, Mr. Bane?

I mean, Aleister.

I'm ready to get started.

I wanna learn as much as I can from you.

I'm feeling great.

It's just that...

I was working all night.

Exactly as I imagined it.

A creative genius working into the night

till exhaustion.

So cool.

In a filthy hotel

where he gets inspiration.

Oh, don't take that the wrong way.

It's a compliment.

No, no, leave it.

It's so much more authentic.

I feel like I'm in an old film noir

of the fifties, like Touch of Evil.

You do know your film history.

Oh, I love the old black and white noirs.

Like Kiss Me Deadly, Notorious, The Killing.

All the dim lighting and femme fatales,

double crosses.

I get it. I get it.

You know, I love those films, too,

a lot.

Please, have a seat.

You know, when I first met you,

I was expecting someone really glamorous.

But I realize how inappropriate that was.

To be a real writer, you have to be

kind of shabby and a little rough.

So that your writing will have real depth

and meaning.

That's exactly the point.

I was a little worried

you wouldn't immediately recognize that.

I understand perfectly well.

You know, I always try to find myself a place

that's fitting for the story that I'm writing.

That's brilliant.

So, what is the story?

Is it a murder mystery or a, maybe a thriller?

Maybe. Maybe not.

Still needs a lot of work.

I don't exactly know how it ends.

I guess you don't smoke.

No.

But I could start.

You know, if I'm here long enough.

Would you like me to smoke?

All the old black and white actors smoked.

There's something kind of sexy about smoking.

There's plenty of time for that.

Would you like a cup of coffee?

Sure. If you're having one.

I'll have one, thank you.

I definitively need one.

Instant coffee, you know, quick to prepare

so it won't distract me from writing.

Let me help you.

Please.

It's hot. Be careful.

Just goes to show what good manners can achieve.

You don't have to be good at making coffee.

You're good at writing.

You know, I...

I always write the beginning last

so I won't curtail my creativity.

That is really brilliant.

They don't teach us stuff like that in school.

Would you mind if I made some notes?

Not at all.

Always write beginning last.

Look, I just got this idea

I need to jot down.

Oh, of course.

You won't even know I'm here.

I'll just be quietly, I won't bother

any of your papers or anything.

Don't bother. I got it.

Hello?

I'm Lavinia, Mr. Bane's assistant.

Can I help you?

Yes, Mr. Sanders, hold on just a moment.

It's Mr. Sanders, the hotel manager,

as much as I can tell.

Tell him I'm not here.

Yes, Mr. Bane is very, very busy at the moment.

Lavinia, Lavinia.

He won't fall for that crap.

Believe me, I tried.

What do you want me to tell him?

Would you like to be called back?

No, no, no.

Give it to me. Give it to me.

- Yes? - Mr. Bane...

maybe I was too impulsive,

I mean, changing the locks and all.

Well, you could've waited.

Yeah. But, you know, you got nothing

to worry about now.

I mean, your cute friend has paid your rent

for six months.

You mean a woman paid my rent?

She came to the door.

I could hardly believe it myself.

And what a beauty.

Anyway, I gotta go now.

Bye.

Lavinia, this is gonna sound a little weird,

but did you pay my rent?

Certainly not, Mr. Bane.

Why would I do that?

That's a good question, why would you do that?

Never mind. Forget I asked.

Is there something you wanna tell me?

No, not really.

I don't think that would be a good idea.

I mean, I think I'm just a bit overworked.

It's okay if you're seeing someone.

No, I have a perfectly reasonable explanation

for all this.

Which would be?

Well, well...

it's, it's a bit complicated.

Look...

Would you mind if we, like, you know,

stepped outside?

I just need a little fresh air.

Clear my head.

Thank you.

After you.

It's a beautiful day, isn't it?

Good morning, sir. My name's Captain McCarthy.

You must be Aleister Bane, is that right?

Yes.

I suppose I am.

I mean, I most definitely am.

Do you mind if I ask you

what your relationship was to this woman?

Can I have a closer look?

Of course.

Run it for prints, Jack.

Fingerprint it? Why?

Routine.

Now, I'm gonna ask you a second time,

what was your relationship to the woman in the photo?

None at all.

I've never seen her before

except...

Except?

In a dream.

Or at least I thought it was a dream.

In a dream?

Yeah.

Are you toying with me, Mr. Bane?

No.

You know, because...

I'm the last person in the world

that you wanna mess with

especially today.

Mr. Bane, the lady in that photo

was brutally murdered last night.

Brutal is actually an understatement.

We had to use her teeth to make a proper ID.

- If you don't mind, I'd really rather leave at this point. - Lavinia.

I don't have a problem with that

as long as you can show me some identification.

Oh. Yeah, sure.

No need to be scared or nervous or anything.

You didn't kill anyone.

Just a joke.

No one's being, thank you very much.

No one is being accused of anything

at this point in time.

We're just all doing our job.

And I guess you'd be very...

glad if you were Senator Mitchell.

Senator Mitchell?

Mm hmm, that's right, the husband.

Can, can I leave now, officer, please?

Of course you can. But...

not before you tell me what you're doing here with Mr. Bane.

I study at UCLA.

I was here to interview Mr. Bane.

But that was before he got mixed up in a murder.

This is not what I signed up for.

I'm very sorry to interrupt your studies.

Have a good day.

Oh, we'll see you again sometime, Ms. Lavinia.

I hope not.

Interview, huh?

Yes.

Mr. Bane,

I don't have a warrant or anything

right now, but I think we can make this go

a whole lot smoother if I maybe possibly

go inside and have an informal chat.

Just you and me?

Yes.

Informal?

If you don't mind.

No.

Come on.

- Okay, thank you. - This way.

Go run those prints now.

Leave them.

It'll afford us some privacy.

Have a seat, please, Mr. Bane.

Now, I want to make something clear.

You don't look like a killer to me.

Otherwise we wouldn't be having this conversation.

At least not here.

I don't look like one

simply because I'm not one.

- Smoke? - No, thank you. Trying to quit.

Still, what little evidence we have

is pointing directly to you, sir.

One bright arrow

right to you.

I...

Do you mind if I have a drink?

Only if you don't offer me one.

Of course, I'm sorry.

I just thought that officers

didn't drink on duty.

Don't believe everything you hear.

I do most of my drinking on duty.

- Undercover, you know. - Undercover?

Cheers.

Now, look, I know you're not telling me

the whole story here.

The point is there is no story.

Like I said, I've never seen

that woman before except in that...

Dream. Yes.

I know it sounds a little weird,

which is exactly why I hesitated

to tell you.

Little is somewhat of an understatement,

considering the phone call.

What phone call?

Well, she called you right before she was murdered.

As matter of fact, that was the last thing she did.

I never received any phone call.

You can check that.

Been there, done that.

And?

Well...

it's obvious that you don't

check your answering machine too often, do you?

This is extremely important.

Something is going to happen, and you're in danger, Mr. Bane.

Did it suddenly get very hot in here?

I guess that exonerates me.

And I also have a solid alibi.

When she called, I was at Alfonso's

having dinner with Lavinia.

Seems so.

But what was that last thing she said?

Hmm?

I'm not sure.

Something about dreamers or the dreams.

Or the dreams.

Yeah, yeah, she said,

"Are we the dreamers...

or the dreams?"

You think that's what she said?

I'm quite sure that's what she said.

But...

We'll have the experts check it out

just in case.

Look...

None of this is making any sense.

I mean, why would she call me?

And why would I be in danger?

I was hoping you were gonna tell me.

Mr. Bane...

You need to listen to me

very carefully now, okay?

I know you have an alibi and all that,

but you're the only person linking us

to the killer, you understand?

And whether you realize it or not,

you're in this shit right up to your neck, my friend.

Now, if I were you, I'd start to think

and I do mean think real hard

about what your role in this affair is.

You understand?

This affair?

There is no affair.

Mr. Bane.

You should just calm down.

Okay?

Calm down, take a seat,

and tell me a little bit more

about that dream of yours.

Okay?

Good.

After dinner with Lavinia, I went to my usual bar

where I had a few drinks too many.

And I passed out on the table.

The bartender came in and found me in the morning.

That's about it.

And that's when you had the dream about the woman.

As weird as it sounds.

But the really strange thing is...

Yes? What?

She paid my rent.

Just like she said in the dream.

You mean the woman in your dream

actually paid your rent?

Yes.

I'm quite confident the hotel manager

will confirm it.

I guess I've heard quite enough.

Mr. Bane...

If you remember anything that

is actually helpful, give me a call, won't you?

Thank you, Officer McCarthy.

It's been a pleasure.

How can I help you, officer...

McCarthy.

Captain McCarthy.

Oh, well, how can I help you,

Captain McCarthy?

I'd like to know if you recognize

the woman in this photo?

Yeah, of course.

She's the woman who came to pay

Mr. Bane's rent.

Yeah, she paid in cash.

Six months.

- In advance. - Are you sure that's the woman?

You know, hey, we don't get that many pretty faces around here.

I mean, I'm as sure as a man can be, you know.

I bet you're so sure, you can also tell me

what time she came by.

Oh yeah, absolutely.

It was last night shortly after 10 p.m.

I mean, you know, I was watching television

and having a beer when this gorgeous woman

shows up at my door, I mean, you can't believe it,

how, how...

That'll do.

What?

Listen, if you remember

or see anything out of the ordinary,

give me a call, would you?

Yeah. Okay, captain.

Thanks.

So, who did this guy, McCarthy, say

he worked with again?

Let me see.

I...

I...

Hey.

Never mind. Never mind.

Just finish telling me what happened next.

Yeah, McCarthy here.

Captain, this is Mr. Bane,

Aleister Bane.

Look, I'm sorry to disturb you

but I may be onto something.

Okay, okay, hold on, slow down.

Listen, Mr. Bane,

are you on some kind of medication or something?

No, no, no, I'm not on drugs.

I just think I have something.

Oh yeah? And what would that be?

You know, I've been writing about all this stuff

and it's provided an inspiration

that I've been trying to find

for a long time now.

Okay, okay, cut the crap.

What do you got?

Look, I might know who's behind all this.

Oh yeah?

The dead woman is the wife

of Senator Mitchell, who's up

for reelection, right?

Yeah, so?

So, so, so, what happens

if she knew something about her husband

or one of his associates

that was so incriminating

that the only way to stay in the race

was to take her out, so to speak?

And can we really be sure that

the dead woman and the woman I met

are one in the same?

At least we know that one of them was alive and real.

Otherwise she couldn't have paid my rent.

You called me here to tell me this?

Look, man, unless you got

some hard facts, you might as well

forget about it.

Well, maybe I do have some hard facts.

Come on, you're trying to be funny with me again?

Look, if you got something concrete, you tell me.

Tell me now and maybe we can do something about it.

Captain, I'm sorry, but you asked me

to call you if something came up.

I just wanted you to know

in case something happened to me.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Okay, you got something or not?

Plain and simple.

I'll let you know.

Lavinia.

No, I'm her roommate. She's not here.

Look, do you have any idea where she might be?

This is very important.

May I ask who's calling?

Yes, this is Mr. Bane, Aleister Bane.

The writer, of course. I'm not sure.

I think she's still in class.

But she'll be back soon.

Can I take a message?

Yes. Like I said, this is urgent.

Look, I can be there in about 20 minutes.

Can you ask her to wait for me, please?

Sure, I will.

Great, and where exactly can I find you?

It's Rieber Hall 7 North, room 781.

Okay, thanks. I'm on my way.

I was about to leave. I've been waiting for over an hour.

I'm terribly sorry. The traffic.

Look, I know you must be shaken,

but I need to talk to you.

I confirmed your alibi with Captain McCarthy.

Let's go somewhere quieter.

I don't wanna get you in any trouble.

You're the only person I can trust

in case...

In case what?

In case something happens to me.

If something happens to you?

Did McCarthy tell you about the phone call?

No.

The dead woman, the wife of Senator Mitchell...

Yeah?

She called me and left a message

right before she was murdered.

I only found out about it the other day

from McCarthy.

She called you?

It's on my machine.

What did the message say?

That I was in danger.

Something unintelligible about being dreamers

with dreams.

And the hotel manager, he confirmed that

he recognized the woman in the photograph

as the one who paid my rent

after she was supposedly murdered.

Supposedly murdered?

She's either dead or alive, isn't she?

Yeah, I guess so.

Listen, wait, wait, wait.

You haven't heard the best part yet.

I don't know if I want to know this.

Found it in my room.

It was slipped under the door.

Does McCarthy know about this?

The letter? No.

Guess you have a lot to write about.

Indeed I do.

Quite a blessing from that point of view.

So, what's your theory?

In a nutshell...

I think Senator Mitchell

or one of his associates murdered her

because she knew something too important.

Whoever did it now needs a patsy,

a fall guy.

Considering his position,

and the people he counts among his friends,

that won't be a problem.

Why wouldn't they just make her disappear quietly?

I don't know.

For starters,

it's created a lot of confusion.

A distraction, if you prefer.

The meeting's tomorrow evening,

which means I have lots of time to write.

It's the only thing I know how to do.

And so far it's proven to be quite insightful.

The strange thing is I think there's a synchronicity

between my imagination and what's going on.

Like I said, if something happens to me,

I want you to take my story and make it public.

What then?

Look. Look into the story.

If I'm correct, you'll find a solution there.

Listen, I have to go.

I have a lot of work to do.

Aleister.

Get up.

Hello?

Hi, it's me, Lavinia.

Did I wake you? Yes.

I'm glad you did. I need to see you.

It's almost noon, can you meet me

at the corner of Third and Westmont?

There's a coffee shop there.

In half an hour?

Third and Westmont.

Half an hour.

Do you think it's safe here? I guess.

Aleister, you're the most paranoid man

I've ever met.

In my business...

a little paranoia can keep you

out of a lot of trouble.

- Is this your script? - Sort of.

It's what I've got so far.

Murders, conspiracy theories,

blackmail and everything.

Wow.

This looks great.

Keep it.

I made copies on the way.

The part about the videotape,

it's brilliant.

He knows he's innocent.

But the tape proves he did it.

It's not only a gift,

I want you to keep it in case something happens.

Aren't you, aren't we taking this a little bit

too seriously?

Maybe the plot isn't entirely fiction.

I have an ominous feeling about all this.

So you really think you're supposed to be

- some sort of fall guy. - Yes.

And I do believe the senator's gonna make me some kind of offer.

Look, I don't want you involved

any more than you already are.

Just keep it.

In case something happens.

You're the only person that takes me seriously.

I have to get back to campus.

I've got a class I can't miss. But be careful.

And promise me that you'll call me immediately afterwards.

Okay.

Don't worry.

I'll be all right.

Go ahead.

You'll call me?

Damn bastards.

You have a very

active imagination, Mr. Bane.

It's the truth.

Everything I told you.

How do I know you're not just

making it all up?

You are a writer after all.

You're a writer.

You write the stories.

- Yes. - Okay.

Tell me about the senator

who just happens to show up

at your apartment.

He did.

I'm telling you the truth.

Good evening, Mr. Bane.

Is there something wrong with you?

No.

Would you be so kind as to invite me in?

They stay outside.

Please.

Thank you.

I'm not a man who likes to waste my time,

so I'll get right to the point.

Stay away from my wife.

Are you threatening me?

Yes. I guess you could say that.

Also, you have something I want.

And what exactly would that be?

Don't play the fool with me.

Okay.

Let's play the game.

I want the script you're writing.

Or what?

Listen, there are a lot of ways

I could cut your balls off.

But all I'm saying is I want your script.

I'm willing to pay you good money for it.

Certainly more than a studio.

Why in the world would you want my script?

If you need an answer to that,

you're even dumber than I thought.

Think it over.

And if money doesn't interest you,

I'm sure this tape will.

This is rather urgent.

So, don't take too long to make up your mind.

I'm a bit impatient.

Look, I'm really sorry to bother you,

is Lavinia here?

I must speak to Lavinia.

She's not here.

What do you mean she's not here?

I mean she's not here.

You have any idea where she might be?

This is important.

I got no idea, dude.

Wait, wait, wait.

Maybe you could help me.

- Me? - Do you mind if...

Sure.

Come in.

Is there someplace where we can watch

a videotape?

You came here to watch a tape with Lavinia?

Look, this is really complicated.

So, please, just answer the question.

Sure.

Lots of places.

Like where?

We'll find one. Just chill out.

I'm chilled.

All right. Can you wait outside?

And I'll put something on.

Oh god.

Come on, come on.

Don't freak out on me now.

You know, there is a thing called

computer DVD, right?

If you don't mind, I'm gonna go back

to, like, sleep.

Oh, and if anybody asks, you don't know me, okay?

Or anybody.

Sit down. We need to talk.

Sit down.

The next time I have to pull this thing

it's gonna be with deadly results.

Do you understand?

Yes.

I don't know how to tell you this,

but your friend has been murdered.

You mean Lavinia?

Yeah, I think that was her name, wasn't it?

How?

When?

Tonight. About a while ago.

Don't you think it's quite unusual

that two women have been murdered

in the last few days and they both have

connections to you?

Hmm?

The last time I saw Lavinia

was this afternoon.

Well, that was the last time

anyone ever saw her again.

Alive, that is.

Someone must've seen her.

I'm sure they did.

But the surveillance tape is missing.

Missing?

Yup.

Do you know where it is?

No.

If you have something to say to me,

I suggest you do it now.

The last time I tried to tell you something,

you weren't very interested or encouraging.

Oh, you mean your grand conspiracy, right?

You see? You're doing it again.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

What's your new theory?

Hmm?

Someone's trying to frame me.

Oh, please.

That's exactly what I told Lavinia.

She knew my theory.

I gave her a copy of the script

just in case something happened.

You mean to you.

Yes. To me.

You remember the message.

I had no reason to believe

she was in danger.

You mean you still believe that

the senator is somehow covering up the death

of his own wife, is that it?

He's been here.

Who? The senator?

Yes.

He offered me money.

For what?

Do I have to spell it out for you?

Oh, what? He offered you money for your script?

Is that it?

Yes.

What part do you have a problem with?

Let me see it.

The script?

Yeah, let me see the script.

It may prove your innocence.

It wouldn't.

It's gonna come to light sooner or later,

you know that, don't you?

I guess so.

How does it end?

End?

What?

Your script.

How does it end?

I'm not sure.

I hope that part hasn't been written yet.

It's the only complete copy.

Good to know.

Don't worry, you'll get it back.

And you gotta admit that it's gonna be

much safer with me.

You're telling me he urgently

wanted to watch this videotape?

Yeah. Did you see it?

Do you have any idea what was on it?

No, I actually went back to bed.

He didn't tell me anything.

Uh huh.

So you got it.

Yes.

And I know it's the only copy.

That's a good job.

Who's there?

What do you want?

You reached the answering machine

of Dr. Ibula Steiner.

The office is closed.

You may leave a message after the tone.

This is Aleister Bane.

You left me your business card

some time ago.

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

What happened next?

Next?

What happened next is your goons came

and picked me up.

Mr. Bane, are you inside?

Mr. Bane, step outside, please.

What's going on?

- Are you Aleister Bane? - Yeah.

I'm Detective Marino,

my partner, Detective Ryan.

Mr. Bane, step away over here.

Step over here.

Mr. Bane, you're under arrest

for the murder of Lavinia Kardova.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford an attorney,

one will be provided by the state.

You understand these rights as I provided them to you?

- Yes. - Mr. Bane, this is a search warrant.

Before I go inside, is there anything inside

that can hurt my partner or myself?

No.

Okay.

Can I put something on?

Sure. Follow me.

Are these your pants?

Don't touch anything.

Go ahead, put these things on.

We're sorry, the number you have reached

is not in service.

Please check the number or try your call again.

This is a recording.

Captain McCarthy.

I already told you, there's no Captain McCarthy.

But I spoke to him last night.

How many times do I have to tell you?

Hey, listen.

We have enough evidence to put you

right in the slammer.

But for some reason I want to give

this weird story of yours a chance.

Hey, this is definitely not one of ours.

Maybe it's his private card.

But he doesn't work for us, he doesn't work for government.

Maybe he works for some agency.

Let's not go down that road, okay?

Consider this fact.

If indeed he worked for the agency,

and you think you're the fall guy,

how do you expect us to find out?

So, what do you guys make of this?

I think the guy's full of shit.

Crazy. The guy's nuts.

Probably.

I can't quite figure it out.

I guess no one here's ever heard of this guy?

Captain McCarthy?

Homicide unit.

Phone was disconnected.

Crazy, like I said.

Here, listen to this if you don't believe me.

This is Aleister Bane.

You left me your business card

some time ago.

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

You can call me at...

That doesn't sound particularly weird to me.

We found it on his answering machine.

You mean...

You got it.

I don't know what game you're playing,

but I can assure you, there's no Captain McCarthy

anywhere.

Did you call the number on the card?

Disconnected.

But I called it.

And you often leave messages

on your answering machine?

What's that supposed to mean?

This is Aleister Bane.

You left me your business card some time ago.

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

You can call me at...

I don't know what's going on.

As much as I would like to believe you,

I can't.

What?

The watch.

What about it?

I had one exactly like it.

Where'd you get it?

- Come on. - No, seriously.

What time is it?

Midnight.

And I'm gonna take a break.

What about the script?

What script?

When you found Lavinia's body,

was there a script with her?

- A script? - A script.

A book. Pages. Paper.

What's wrong?

No.

I'm sorry.

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