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(snake hissing)

(flame whirring)

(water burbling) (tense music)

(food sloshing)

(man spits)

(key jingling)

- Logan? Where the hell is Logan?

Come on, Logan, get the fuck up.

(door creaking)

(upbeat music)

(food sloshing)

Come on, move your ass.

(door creaking)

(lighter flicks)

- Look at you.

(lighter flicks)

What planet are you from?

Come on.

(door slams) (Judge clears throat)

All your life, you've dishonored me.

You're thrown out of every school you attend,

your teachers abhor you,

your peers reject you.

Only friend you ever had was a snake.

Only thing you can relate to.

- Well, we understood each other.

No one wanted to touch him either.

- You know what it's like being a judge of my stature,

enduring the shame of his only son?

- Try being the son.

- You won't even make an effort to fit in.

Always the outcast on a path of destruction.

You threw your toys in the fire,

and you threw your homework in the fire,

now you set your dorm on fire.

- I didn't do it this time, Dad,

it wasn't my fault, so don't lay this on me.

- I paid the damages, got you out of jail.

The school won't take you back.

Can you blame them?

I wish I had that luxury.

- (scoffs) Will you listen to me?

I didn't do it, it wasn't my fault.

My dorm-mates burned my snake.

Why would I try to kill my only friend?

I was trying to save him.

- I'm giving you one last chance to save yourself,

prove you're fit for society.

I made a call, got you into Fairfield,

upstanding college with a fine reputation.

The students there work, have goals,

futures, values.

Better learn some.

Don't disgrace me again.

- (sighs) You never heard me, never.

- What was that?

I didn't hear you.

- Nothing, forget it, can we go please?

- I never wanna see you near another flame, understand?

(lighter clicking)

(flame whirring)

(soft instrumental music)

♪ What about me

♪ All my life I've been dreaming, scheming

♪ Building castles in my mind

♪ All for you

- Now, if you'll follow me,

we'll go on down here to Parker Hall,

where I'm gonna show you

our new Computer Science department,

where I can- ♪ Goodbye friends

♪ Drifted with the changing winds

♪ They never knew

(lighter clicks) (flame whirring)

(Erica exhales)

- Welcome to Fairfield.

- It's been an education.

- (chuckles) Yeah.

One of my duties as the dean's wife,

I fuck you, you fuck me, and we both fuck the dean.

- Oh, great, I'll be history before my next history class.

(Erica chuckles)

I came here to make something out of my life.

- Didn't we all?

- What am I doing in bed with the dean's wife?

What am I, fuckin' nuts?

- Oh, no.

No, you're a prince.

I can tell a lot about a man by the way he makes love.

God knows I've had enough experience around here.

Last month alone,

I knocked off more undergraduates than Kent State.

- (chuckles) You must have quite a marriage.

(Erica chuckles)

- Philip's idea of mutual love-making

was that we both worship his cock.

On our marriage certificate,

under state you're married in,

I wrote depression.

(Artie chuckles) (can pops)

- Do you want anything with that vodka?

- Yeah. Youth, money, and romance.

- I meant an ice cube.

- I live with one.

- Your hair keeps falling in your face.

- Honey, my face is falling in my neck.

- Erica, you are such a beautiful woman.

I bet you look the same today as you did 10 years ago.

- 10 years ago, I was 20 years younger.

(Artie chuckles) No, I mean it.

I've already had two face lifts, and I'm only 40.

By the time I'm 45,

I'll have to part my hair to blow my nose.

- Here.

I want you to have that.

- Give them out as souvenirs?

- Oh, no, I've never given one out before.

(Artie chuckles) - There you go

trying to make me happy.

You're not like that others, Arthur.

You're an outlaw.

Don't you ever change, baby.

(pencil tapping rhythmically) (students chattering faintly)

(bright pop music) ♪ What about me

♪ Ooh - Hey, Cam!

♪ Time to make my own way

♪ What about me ♪ Ooh

♪ Sailing on life's highway

♪ Where I won't have to fake it

♪ And together we can make it

♪ You and I

♪ You see that dreams can often times come true

(books crashing) (students murmuring)

♪ So maybe if I hope and dream

♪ I'll finally find you

♪ You

♪ What about me ♪ Ooh

♪ Got to make my own way

♪ What about me ♪ Ooh

- Hi, Tally. - Hi, Elizabeth. Hey, Shelly.

♪ Sailing on life's highway

♪ Where I won't have to fake it

- Hey, Wendy- ♪ And together we can make it

♪ You and I ♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

(people chattering faintly)

♪ Ooh - Here he comes. Hi Joe, whoa!

♪ What about me

♪ Whoa, no (group giggling)

- Wanna come, right? ♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

- Simon says run in place.

Run in place, Simon says faster.

Simon says faster.

(Wendy screams) (kids shouting)

- Ah, some of you didn't hear the teacher,

she said "Boom, fall down, Simon says fall."

(kids whining) Look at that, boom.

(kids giggling) - Okay guys, go play.

(kids chattering faintly)

Thanks, I slipped.

Kids are great aren't they?

- Ah, I've been one, it's no big thrill.

- You're new here, I've seen you around.

- Artie Logan, third year transfer.

- Wendy Stern. Where from?

- Oh, from about 12 different schools I got kicked out of.

This is the last one left.

- So you're a major misfit.

- Not anymore, this Midwestern virtue has gone to my head.

(Wendy chuckles)

(kids babbling)

You're friends with Tally?

- Yeah, you know her?

- I plan to.

- You sure she wants to know you?

She only dates Greeks and jocks.

- I bet she's tired of dating beefy stooges.

I think it's time that she met

a nice, pigeon-toed anarchist.

- Why don't you ask her, here she comes.

(kids babbling)

(gentle music)

- You know, now is not a good time, Wendy.

I'll see you later.

(upbeat music)

(ominous music)

(water splashing) (dog whining)

(water splashing) (dog whining)

- Hey, what are you doing?

You're stealing Miss Muffet, now give her back.

- You can ease up, love chop, I wasn't stealing her,

I was getting her out of the fountain.

- Liar.

(soft instrumental music)

- Hi, Laurie.

- You're Tally.

- (chuckles) You're wet.

- I'm Artie Logan, I just jumped in the fountain

to save Miss Muffet.

- Oh, I was wondering when you'd introduce yourself.

I've seen you following me around.

- Did I rattle you?

- Oh, no, I love being stalked by Norman Bates.

- I'm harmless, honest, I just find you very watchable.

- What do you want from me?

- A child. (Tally laughs)

(upbeat music)

- You're something else.

So what are you doing here?

- I just transferred.

- Yeah, I could tell you weren't from Fairfield.

You're different.

It must be tough starting a new school.

- Well, I've been starting them my whole life.

I think it's time I finished one.

- I have to tell you, you know that sketch you drew of me?

It wasn't bad, I think you have a lot of talent.

- I just draw what I see.

- You have an odd way of looking.

- I see magic where no one else does.

- I guess that's what makes an artist.

There's not too many around here.

- Get to know one, expand your horizons.

(Tally laughs)

You wanna go some place and talk?

It's so noisy out here, I can't hear myself think.

- Don't worry, you're not missing a thing.

- Ooh, that's a good one.

- (chuckles) You bring out the best in me.

- Come on, how about it? Coffee, tea, methamphetamine?

- I hope that was a joke.

- Oh, God, relax, I know how pure you are,

I wouldn't offer you (chuckles) a cough drop.

- (chuckles) I have to get to class.

- I'll go with you.

- Hi.

- Hi. (Tally laughs)

What's it like being so popular?

- It's hard, your hand hurts from waving,

and your mouth aches from smiling.

- Well, you deserve a medal.

(Tally chuckles) You're even good with kids.

- I love kids.

I'd love to work with autistic children someday.

- Well how about artistic children?

You know, some of us got off on the wrong foot.

- Some of you don't have a leg to stand on.

- Look, I know I'm not the type you normally date.

- What, you mean sane?

- I mean like that hulk I see you with,

the guy who actually eats his Wheaties.

- Doug, he's just like my brother.

- Well then you're free. Excellent.

Tonight?

- Artie, I like you, I think you're very amusing,

but I really don't think it'll work.

- How do you know?

- I can just sense these things.

- [Artie] Give it a try.

- I'm just a God-fearing girl scout

from South Bend, Indiana, I'm not right for renegades.

- Well, who are you right for?

(door slams)

(bell tolling)

Who are you right for?

(Tally laughs) (upbeat music)

- [Tally] Why me, I mean, there are tons of women out there.

- That's all I'm asking, one date, be brave, take a chance.

- [Tally] Look, you'll be in for a disappointment.

- I take disappointment like most people take a shower.

- (chuckles) Are you sure you're not dangerous?

- I'm about as dangerous as Cyrano?

- Who's Cyrano?

- My pet snake.

- Oh. (laughs)

Well, it's been delightful talking to you,

but I really do have to run.

Hi, Doug. - Hey Tally, I'll,

I'll be right there.

Let me explain something to you.

Tally's my friend, you're bothering her.

Stay away or I'll rip you apart.

- Well that's what friends are for.

(gentle music)

(Tally chuckles)

- I can't believe it.

- It's just a little something to hang on your wall.

- It's really beautiful.

All right, I'll go out with you.

- No, you don't have to.

I mean, I don't want you to feel

like there's any obligation,

do what you wanna do, it's okay.

- Huh. Maybe you're right.

(Tally laughs)

- You're going out with me.

- I would love to.

- Yes! (Tally laughs)

(couple chattering faintly)

That's a hot piece of flash.

- My daddy gave it to me on my 18th birthday.

See look, it even has my initials engraved on it.

- It's beautiful.

- Thanks.

- So your family really goes to church together?

- Yeah, doesn't yours?

- My family doesn't go to the cupboard together.

(Tally chuckles) It's just me and the judge.

My mom hated kids, so she ran off to Paris

with a jazz man right after I was born.

He blames me for it.

As a judge, he's very objective.

He objects to everything I do.

- Well, it sounds like you gave him a good reason to.

- I tried to make a name for myself,

I just picked the wrong ways.

- Well, maybe you better find the right way.

♪ Whoever thought that we'd get caught

♪ In dream that would come true

♪ And get the chance to finally say

♪ Hello, it's me

- [Artie] Here we are, my favorite haunt.

(Tally chuckles)

- Artie, what are we doing here?

- Uh, well, I just always had this thing for cemeteries.

They remind me that I'm alive.

(Tally laughs)

You think I'm out of my gourd.

- (chuckles) No, I just think you're kind of,

um, what's the word?

- Suave?

Charming?

Sophisticated?

- Strange. - Oh!

Don't they have cemeteries in South Bend?

- Sure, but they're only for dead people.

It's kind of a tradition.

- You know, I bet that you can figure me out if you tried.

(gentle music)

Tally, I don't wanna make you nervous

or come on too strong and scare you, um,

(stammers) and if you said no, it's cool, but I, um.

Was I an animal?

(somber music) - No, I'm sorry.

- Don't apologize.

- I just want you to respect me.

- I do respect you, that's why I kissed you.

- Artie, you have to be patient with me,

because I'm not real experienced with this kind of thing.

- Well then we'll take it slower, I promise.

Tally, I would never do anything to hurt you.

(Tally chuckles)

- Can we go?

This place is giving me the willies.

- The willies, I love it.

(ominous music)

(Tally laughing)

So what are you doing tomorrow night?

(upbeat music) - We have our meeting

to pick new pledges.

I'm sponsoring Wendy Stern.

I'm a little bit nervous.

I have to give a really great speech,

because all the Kappas are against her.

- She seems okay to me.

- She's not rich and beautiful,

so they don't think she fits in,

but they don't know her like I do.

I mean, she's really funny and she's smart,

so I have to change their minds.

- What minds?

She'd be better off on her own.

- Well, she's been on her own her whole life.

(chuckles) Not everyone's like you, Artie.

I mean, some people need to belong.

(Artie chuckles)

♪ Together we stand

♪ Together we fall

(parking brake clicks)

- Thanks, Artie. (gentle music)

I had a really nice time.

- You're welcome.

(door thuds)

- Why don't you drop by practice tomorrow?

- Holy shit!

This is you, right?

I mean, I'm not dreaming, this is the truth?

(Tally giggles)

You know what, the hell with the truth, just keep it going.

- See you tomorrow.

(ominous music)

- [Cheerleaders] H-O-L-D.

(players grunting) Hold that line.

- [Cheerleaders] H-O-L-D, hold that line.

H-O-L-D, hold that line.

H-O-L-D, hold that line.

- Hi. - Hey, You guys.

- Hi. - Nice pom poms.

- [Tally] (chuckles) Oh thanks.

- Here, I got you this, it's uh,

it's a tragic tale of obsessive love.

I want you to have it.

- The book or the love? (chuckles)

- That's some discipline out there.

It's downright patriotic.

- Yeah, well we have a winning team.

Dean Darby's coming by this afternoon

to give us his blessing for Saturday's game.

- The dean is coming here? Now?

- Yeah. Kind of in awe of him, aren't you?

- Uh, in awe of the dean?

No.

- Dean Darby's a hero.

I mean, he practically built Fairfield.

I think he deserves a little respect.

- So I shouldn't call him Phil.

- (chuckles) No.

I gotta go.

- Hey, when do get through tonight?

- Well, my meeting's over at 9:00

and then I'm going to the library.

Do you think that maybe you wanna meet me on my break?

10:30, by the bell tower?

And don't be late, 'cause I have a lot of work to do.

- Hey, when do you sleep?

- When I'm dead.

Oh, thanks for the book, you're a sweetie.

- [Woman] Ready!

- [Cheerleaders] Red!

Fight! (whistle blows)

(indistinct)

- Mr. Logan.

- Why, Dean Darby, what a pleasant surprise.

I was just admiring your lovely campus here.

- You were drooling like a sweat hog

over those cheerleaders.

Getting overheated, I see.

Hope you don't start any fires. (chuckles)

- Don't worry.

- I worry about all of my students.

That's my nature.

You're like sons and daughters to me, even the black sheep.

- Well don't let 'em pull the wool over your eyes.

- Ah, I won't. I'm watching him.

If he tries, I'll slaughter him, hear me?

- Relax.

I'm a new man.

- You better be, Logan.

You're at Fairfield now.

Reform and conform.

We're decent, law-abiding folk here

with values you never even heard of.

You invade us with your profligate ways,

exposing your virus, we don't want it,

and we won't endure it, understand?

- You're a righteous man, Phil,

I'm honored to be here.

(players chattering faintly)

- Ready? - Red.

Fight.

Fairfield.

Redskins.

Straight through.

Let's go! (ominous music)

Striving towards victory.

(insects chirping) (bell tolling)

(Artie sighs)

(flame whirring) (woman screaming)

(suspenseful music)

- Tally!

(Tally shouting)

No!

(woman screaming)

No!

No!

(door rattling)

(ominous music)

(indistinct whispering)

(sirens wailing) (people chattering faintly)

(dramatic music)

- What is this, a parade? Move these people.

Back! What are you doing?

Come on, go home.

Watch television, where good guys win.

- We got a real problem for you, Deck.

This Marco's a high voltage hot wire.

- You got enough light? Might be blood.

You don't wanna miss any.

- We've been at it all night and as you can see,

we haven't done any good.

You gotta get that fucker out, man.

- Are you a cop? Scram.

- He's holed up in there with a hostage.

She's eight months pregnant,

he's got a knife at her throat.

He says we move, he cuts.

- See the mouse over there with the un-showered face?

That's Marco's wife. Drove down together.

She told me about their marriage.

Her favorite song is "Feelings."

She also told me Marco's the jealous type,

out-of-his-mind jealous.

Gimme that bullhorn.

Marco, how you doing in there?

My name is Decker. I'm a friend of your wife.

She wants to say hello.

- Marco.

Come out of there, sweetie.

- You bitch! (woman gasps)

- Marco, get the fuck out of there.

- Smart woman.

Louann.

What a woman.

We just renewed our friendship,

while you were at work.

(people chattering faintly)

She's some bunny, isn't she?

Great to see her again.

It's been years, but I never forget a face,

especially if I've sat on it.

Hope you've had the fun with her that I do.

I love that little mole on her butt, don't you?

And how about that sensitive left nipple?

(Marco groans)

And what mouth action.

I thought jaws only moved that fast in water.

Little too much teeth for my taste, but she's learning.

You know Louann, likes to make a guy happy.

(Marco groans)

More than you do for her, Marco.

But then, you have a problem, don't you?

It's called limp dick.

Louann is losing patience.

In the time it takes you to get a hard-on,

she could Simonize the car and learn Hebrew.

Yeah, me and Louann, Louann and me,

we just bump away, singing that song we love.

♪ Feelings

♪ Nothing more than feelings

(dramatic music) - No!

(gun fires)

(people chattering faintly) (Marco groaning)

- Deck, you're gonna hate my guts and this will go over

about as good as a fart in a phone booth,

but we got a doubleheader tonight, buddy.

Got a homicide on the Fairfield campus.

Suspect's in custody.

(body bag zipping) - It's an ugly one, Deck.

Kid's name is Tally Fuller.

She was doused with gasoline and then blow torched.

Body's fried to the core.

Can't even get a dental ID.

Only thing left is her watch.

- What's wrong with a nice, clean bullet in the neck?

Show your victim some respect.

- She's a real star, too.

Top sorority, honor student, cheerleader.

- Queen of the hop.

- Yeah, bad case of college burnout.

Now we got a suspect, kid named Artie Logan.

Caught fleeing the scene of the crime.

Got a witness named Laurie Grant,

who says she thinks she saw him do it.

- "Thinks"? That's discouraging.

What about Logan, what's his account?

- Well, he arrived to see it happen, too late to stop it.

Claims he was going for help.

Now he says he saw the killer from a distance.

"Male, about 5'10", solid build,

wearing a black trench coat."

- You buy it?

- No, not really, but he's the only suspect we got.

Harley's making a background check,

I'm gonna go make some inquiries, then I'm heading back.

- I'll check out his place.

(dramatic music) (lock clicks)

(door thuds)

(door opens) (fridge whirring)

(door thuds)

(pickle crunching)

(snake hissing)

(pickle crunching)

(people chattering faintly)

(radio clicks) (upbeat music)

♪ If it weren't for fast life

♪ I'm having no luck

- Deck, cleanest case on record, it all fits.

- It's Logan for sure, wait till you hear this story.

Dean Darby verified it all. (upbeat music)

He's sure that Logan did it.

I mean, this little prick, he's been trouble from the start.

- Kicked out of six different schools.

Besides setting his dorm on fire,

he blew up a chemistry lab,

urinated on the head of the math department,

wired the chancellor's bed to a PA system.

- Psycho-forensics profile indicates

the kid is capable of murder.

- Motive, opportunity, no alibi, no back-up,

and a bio like this, I call that a case.

I'm convinced, Lou's convinced, Fairfield's convinced.

What do you say, Deck?

- Did you say he pissed on the head of the math department

or on the head of someone in the math department?

- What the hell does that matter, goddammit?

You piss on somebody, you piss on somebody.

- The kid's a whacko, Decker.

This is not your normal American boy.

- He's antisocial, so what?

That make him a killer?

Maybe he's just a misguided dunce who craves attention.

- He sets fire to property, why not people?

He set fire to the dorm, he set fire to Tally.

Huh, why not?

- He wanted her, couldn't get her,

so he got even instead, huh?

- The way he spied on her, nah, this is sick.

I'm with Frank, I say she blows him off,

he gets back at her.

- It's a valid theory, but it's theory.

Where's evidence? We got zip.

- We got Laurie Grant.

- The thinker, I'm talking about proof,

fingerprints, murder weapon, all that good stuff.

- You're fighting this, Decker, trying to cut us down.

Yeah. You afraid we're on to something?

We might get credit this time?

- Forget the credit, I'm trying to raise a point,

so that we don't blow it.

- Wait, wait, wait, we got another problem.

Thomas Fuller, Tally's father, Indiana state senator,

running for Congress, makes a lot of noise.

- Ultra-conservative, pull for the religious right,

heads Americans' family values,

big media censorship powers.

- Man's got an image and he's pressuring us

to solve this thing before his campaign.

- Logan's our ticket, he's all we got, don't fight us.

- If he's guilty, it makes my life easier,

but piss on Fuller's image.

We need some proof.

What about Logan's old man?

- No, he's down in Bermuda,

but we're trying to get through.

- Let me talk to him.

(ball bounces)

I'll tell you if he's guilty.

(rim rattling) (ball bounces)

(slow dramatic music)

Sit down.

(objects rustling)

- I've been drilled by the jokers, you must be the ace.

Look, I didn't kill anybody.

I was running to get help.

- No one's accusing you.

You're here because I don't have much to go on.

This is for you. (cigarette pack thuds)

- This is just a routine questioning, right?

(lighter clicking)

I'm not under suspicion?

- Not from me, Mr. Logan.

Can I call you Arthur?

P.♪. Decker, call me Deck.

Could you fill me in, some details?

- About what?

- Your life, how you got here,

how you hooked up with Tally.

- Don't try to pull a confession.

I'm not the guy you're after.

- We're after the same thing.

Sit down.

And tell me about yourself.

(birds singing)

(engine rumbling)

Any sports?

- Yeah, I run the bathtub, I catch cold,

I jump to conclusions.

I'm good at all those.

- Thought you'd win Tally over with charm.

- It worked.

- Not for her. (lighter clicking)

What's it sound like, a snake burning up?

- So what are you gonna call this case?

Campus Carnage? Sorority Slaughter?

- You hear that sound in your head,

don't you, over and over?

Only you burn up people instead, anyone who mistreats you.

Sound never stops, just the people.

- Look, why don't you just cut the psychology crap.

I mean, what is it, vogue for the small town sleuth

to mind-fuck his suspect into guilt overload?

What ever happened to a punch in the belly?

- Is that a request?

Happy to oblige. I'm a public servant.

- I'm just saying, cut the same team rap, I don't buy it.

I know it's a crock.

I'm very hip to psycho-manipulation.

- Master of it?

- Giving, not receiving.

Why don't you save yourself the effort.

- Why not save us both the effort

and tell me you killed Tally?

- One, I'd be lying.

Two, I'd be going to prison.

I don't see myself adjusting very well to San Quentin.

I can barely handle Fairfield.

- You never know, the warden might have a wife.

- I'm curious.

Isn't there a nobler way for you

to be making a living, like child prostitution?

(door slams)

- Did you kill her, Logan? (lock clicks)

Did Tally dump you?

After 23 years of getting shafted, you snapped.

- No, but it sounds good.

I think it'll sell.

You are an ace.

- Thought I'd crash and burn,

like they did to you.

- Only one difference, you didn't.

- Walder High baseball championships,

hit a grand slammer in the 9th won us the pennant.

My old man came down on me,

'cause I only hit a single in the 3rd.

- You married?

- Divorced.

- Kids?

- Little girl, lives with her mother.

- Miss them a lot, huh?

- Let's get back to you.

- Yeah, you do, lots of regrets, huh?

- First time you met Tally?

- Probably too busy in here to save the marriage.

- Okay, Logan.

- She ran out of understanding.

- That's enough.

- Took the kid and kissed her ace goodbye.

- I said that's enough.

- The price you pay to prove yourself.

It hurts to lose her when you still love her.

I see it in your face.

- Excellent.

The psycho-manipulation in action.

- I wasn't out to total you,

just to make you see how I felt about Tally,

it's like how you felt about your wife,

so maybe now you understand.

- You'd think that's how I felt.

What if I wanted to kill her?

- Well then I made a bad call.

- [Decker] You made a few.

- I just piss off the wrong people.

- Or piss on them, whatever gets attention.

Killing Tally gets a lot.

- Come on, man, how much press can a guy get today

for knocking off one Kappa?

There are goons out there

mowing down whole chapters with an AK-47.

- You did it.

Now I know. Admit it.

- Oh, Jesus, you know, I hope it doesn't bite.

- What? - The bug you got up your ass.

It's crawling around there right now,

thinking the same thing I am.

- What's that?

- He's thinking wow, I've never seen

a bigger asshole before in my life.

- You know, (clears throat)

There's people around here who'd like to hurt you.

You should be careful.

I'm going home now.

(chair slams) - I didn't kill her, man!

Tally Fuller was the one shred of decency

left in this whole stinkin' world.

I fucked up my whole life, but she was my one chance

to prove that I was worth something, ya know?

And she was so clean and so confident,

she was everything that you're supposed to be,

and I wanted to be with her, so that I could be that too.

What do I do, man?

I never gave squat about my life before,

never meant anything, and now it does, you know?

Now that I'm about to lose it.

(ball bouncing)

- Jesus Christ, will you talk to us already?

- This shot was a legend in high school.

I had great aim.

Only white boy on the team,

better have great aim.

(ball bounces)

(rim rattling) (ball bouncing)

So, what about Logan?

- What, you got doubts?

That kid's a raving lunatic.

- I believe he loved that girl, idealized her.

Think he'd want to kill her?

- Yeah, you bet your ass I do.

- Doesn't phase you he's a die-hard romantic?

- Not when I can smell his guilt in Oshkosh.

- You're on him like this was robbery or B&E.

We never had a case like this.

- Murder is murder.

- Premeditated, no drugs, no money, just a twisted mind.

- Oh. His mind isn't twisted enough for you?

- Don't know yet.

- Deck, you're thinking too hard that he's innocent.

- Maybe I am, maybe I'm sick of pulling slime-suckers

off scum-fuckers and calling it justice.

Maybe I'd like to find an innocent man.

I tell you about the hooker I pulled in?

Tells me she's got this 18-year-old sister, virgin.

Only gets turned on by cops,

so aching to get popped, you can hear it twitch.

Would I do the honor?

So, I'm a sport, right?

I go over there, I walk in.

There's this angel on the rug, naked,

wants to see my badge.

I flash it, she says "Officer, please bust me."

Imagine?

"Bust me." (men laughing)

- Chief wants you.

- Yeah, yeah, we'll get it.

All right. We'll get it, you relax.

(ominous music)

- No, Dad, no.

No, there's no reason for you to come here.

You can come for my execution.

Are you serious?

You really have to ask me that?

No, no I didn't do it, but thanks for asking.

You don't believe me.

Why is it whenever something happens, I'm guilty?

No, don't do me any favors, I'll handle this on my own.

(phone slams)

- Son of a bitch, wouldn't you know it,

Logan's old man got to the chief,

so now we gotta let him go until

we find something definite. - We'll get it.

- Your old man made the call, Logan, you're free to go.

- You're free to go, not free.

I got my eye on you.

You won't take a leak with me knowing.

- Can I still make my heroin deliveries?

- Watch it, prick.

- Jesus Christ, somebody better get this guy

before he gets me.

- Fuck that.

We got enough to strap you in the chair, my friend.

- You think I'm guilty?

Well, you're wrong. - Prove it.

In 24 hours, I'll have enough evidence to put you away.

It's 6:23 a.m.

You got 24 hours, then I'm gonna nail you.

(tense music)

You guys keep digging.

I'll be right with him, every move he makes.

- Oh, you're going for the glory, huh?

- You're not gonna get it this time.

We'll have a warrant on that kid before midnight.

(door opens) (keys jingling)

(Artie sighs) (door thuds)

(Artie sighs)

(flame whirring) (upbeat music)

- Laurie Grant.

- Get away from me! (women screaming)

Get away from me!

- I would not kill Tally Fuller!

- You killed Tally! I saw you run away!

- But you didn't see me kill her!

- I know all about the letters!

- What letters? What fucking letters?

- Threatening her if she didn't go out with you!

She told me!

- You're lying, you're lying!

- The letters don't lie,

now you get out of here! - Oh, you're fucking lying.

- Get out of here! - You're lying!

- Get out! (women screaming)

Somebody!

- Hold it! Don't move!

Put your hands behind your back, put 'em behind your back.

- It's okay. I'll take him.

- Fine. Throw this son of a bitch away.

- You having a good day?

You got 16 hours and 23 minutes.

- Get off my back.

- Be nice, I just saved you again.

- Oh yeah, for yourself, behind every good killer

is a good cop, right?

- It's in the neighborhood.

- Oh, gee, you got like campus pussy patrol?

- Perks of the trade.

What are you doing in here with Laurie Grant?

- Trying to make her see that I'm innocent.

- What'd you give her, a lobotomy?

You better lead yourself out of the jungle.

You now got 16 hours and 22 minutes.

Stay outta locker rooms.

(foliage rustling)

(window whirring) (slow dramatic music)

(flashlight clicks)

(drawers whirring) (objects rustling)

(lock clicks) (Artie gasps)

(door creaking)

(flashlight clicks)

(door creaking) (door thuds)

(eerie music)

(man sniffing)

(envelope crinkling)

(drawer thuds)

(flashlight clanking)

(flashlight clicks) (suspenseful music)

- I'm speaking for Wendy Stern, who I've been sponsoring.

I am really proud of this house tonight.

Our pledges reflect the high standards of this sorority,

and we must maintain those standards.

That's how we'll stay the best,

and that's what being a Kappa means.

And that is why I can't support Wendy

for her membership in this house.

I know in my heart she just isn't good enough to belong,

and you were right, all of you who fought

to keep her out, insisting that she wouldn't fit in,

well, you stuck to your principles

and that makes me really happy,

and it's because of you

that the Kappa name will stand tall,

and a loser like Wendy can never spoil it.

So, with pride and loyalty to this house

and to all it stands for,

I blackball Wendy Stern from Kappa Gamma Beta

now and for evermore.

(crowd applauding) (tense music)

Thank you.

(engine rumbling) (tires squealing)

(tense music)

(door knocking)

(door knocking)

- Please, I'm not going to hurt you.

I didn't kill Tally Fuller, I swear to God,

you have nothing to be afraid of.

- What do you want?

- I just wanna talk to you for a minute.

- [Wendy] What for?

- Well, I need some information.

- Why me? I can't help you.

- Well, maybe you can.

Look, I hate to bother you, especially now,

I know how you must be feeling,

but I'm in a lot of trouble,

and I can't get help from anybody else,

they all wanna lynch me,

so, would you please just talk to me for a minute?

- You like to fold laundry?

- Pardon?

- You wanna talk to me, you gotta fold laundry.

(upbeat music) - Oh, okay.

You're not scared of me, huh?

- I don't wanna fold this crap myself.

- So you mean if Jack the Ripper did laundry,

you'd let him?

- As long as he didn't rip clothes.

- I didn't kill her, Wendy.

I'm innocent, you gotta believe me.

- I believe you.

You're not the killer type.

(Artie chuckles)

- What do you do, change five times a day?

- Well, you know Fairfield, you gotta stay clean.

- I hate doing laundry.

- I did it for my mother,

was the only thing I was good for.

She has arthritis. I'll probably get it too.

She gives me nothing but pain.

- Well, you know, it's not always inherited.

- I crack my knuckles.

- You do, really?

(knuckles cracking) - Doesn't really take much

to impress you.

- (chuckles) You like snakes?

- I never had one.

My cousin Ross had a lizard.

I call it the Lizard of Roz.

- (chuckles) I just got a new snake.

I used to have another one, but my, uh, roommates burnt it.

Seems like everything I love ends up getting burnt.

- Do you issue an advisory?

- (scoffs) That's not funny.

- I'm sorry.

- Did Tally ever say anything bad about me?

That I was like a psycho?

- No way, why?

- Well, one of the Kappas say that she did.

- The Kappas are full of shit.

Tally wasn't like the rest of 'em.

- What about letters, did she say anything

about any letters that I wrote to her?

- What are you talking about?

- Letters threatening her.

The Kappas say that I did, but I didn't.

Now either they're lying,

or someone forged them to incriminate me,

like that weird guy, that handyman.

- Harry Forbes?

He's been with them forever, he lives in the basement.

The man is deaf, Artie, a harmless pussycat.

You don't think he murdered Tally,

and he's trying to frame you?

- Well, when I snuck into her room to look for the letters,

he came in and pulled an envelope out of her drawer.

I'd bet my diploma that the letters are inside.

- So what if they are?

- Well, it proves my point,

that he knew where they were,

because he planted them there.

He had to get to them before I did,

so that he can finger me.

- I just don't buy the guy as a killer.

He was nuts about Tally, she was a saint in his eyes.

- Well, you ever look in those eyes?

Jeez, don't accept people at face value, Wendy,

you get slapped in the face.

Did she have any enemies?

- What are you, nuts?

Tally made Mother Theresa look like Hitler's daughter.

Had to be some nut on the loose, nobody she knew.

- No link, I'm screwed.

I've got one chance, prove I'm not the killer

by finding the killer before he finds me,

which may kill me.

- Why'd you come here?

Really? (melancholy music)

It's more than information you want.

- I guess I needed someone to talk to

who could understand betrayal.

I don't know, I'm so fucking confused,

and I had no place to go.

- You thought I'd understand betrayal?

- Well, getting blackballed.

- Tally was more upset about it than I was.

She called me in tears after fighting for me,

told me she hated the Kappas and wanted to quit.

That meant so much, Artie,

somebody like her standing up for me like that.

Made me feel like I had something to offer,

like I was important,

and I never felt that before.

- You have plenty to offer, Wendy.

You don't need Tally to help you prove that.

- So what are you gonna do?

- Well, I gotta get my hands on that envelope.

It's my only lead. If it doesn't wash, I'm dead.

- Well, be careful.

You know, if you need help or somebody to talk to, I'm here.

- Thank you.

- Well, thanks for helping me do my laundry.

(Artie chuckles)

Artie?

Your snake?

When I was a kid, my uncle gave me two pet chickens,

but my mom said, "No, that they smelled,"

so I gave 'em to my teacher.

Weeks later, I asked her how they were,

and she said "Wendy, they were delicious."

(Artie chuckles)

(dramatic music)

- [Tally] Of this house.

I know in my heart she just isn't good enough to belong.

You were right, all of you who fought to keep her out,

insisting she wouldn't fit in. (melancholy music)

You stuck to your principles and that makes me-

- You didn't do anything wrong, Wendy.

- And it's because of you that the Kappa name

will stand tall- - You truster her, that's all.

- [Tally] And a loser like Wendy can never spoil it.

- (sniffles) Artie, please leave me alone.

- With pride and loyalty-

- Just leave me alone. - To this house

and all it stands for,

I blackball Wendy Stern

from Kappa Gamma Beta- - It's okay.

- [Tally] Now and for evermore.

- Wendy, it's okay. (crowd applauding)

- [Tally] Thank you.

Thanks. (TV clicks)

- (sniffles) How do you think we became friends?

Like everybody else, I wanted to be Tally's friend,

to be in that winner's circle, finally belong.

(sniffles) I was nobody, what did she need me for?

A week before classes, I saw her downtown by herself,

so I followed her. (mysterious music)

I just wanted to watch her, to see how she moved,

what she did, maybe learn (chuckles) something.

I followed her into the shop

and then I saw something I couldn't believe.

The next week, I walk into English Lit, who do I see?

(Wendy chuckles)

She almost died, but she did everything she could

to win me over, charm me, sponsor me.

(somber music) (sniffles) Deceive me.

She knew with me on her side,

she'd be safe, because I'd never tell.

She was right.

I was honored to be an accessory,

protecting her image, keeping her secret.

God, I was blind.

(sniffles) I put so much value on being her friend.

I wish that I put that much value on being me.

(TV blaring) (lock clicks)

(keys jingling) - Ruben cuts it off,

but not before two runs have scored-

- Sorry to break in. I missed your face.

(door creaking)

- What the fuck are you doing here?

I got 24 hours.

- You got nine hours and

Never said they were unchaperoned.

- [Announcer] And so he's two for three today-

- You are one boiled carrot, man.

(TV clicks)

- Gotta look out for you, Arthur.

Make sure you don't drown.

- [Artie] I'm a duck to water.

- Maybe a dead duck.

What you got so far?

- [Artie] Screw that noise. Get your own details.

You're the ace.

- I'm the law. - That'll bring up Rabbit,

the cleanup hitter, who has-

- Book you, withholding evidence.

- Yeah, just put it on my tab.

- The more we do it together, the quicker we get it done.

- [Announcer] And Coalski gotta be careful here, Tom-

- Don't give me that same routine rap.

- [Decker] I know you've been digging, share the dirt.

- What, so you can turn it against me?

Sorry Decker, my dig is mine.

- I just worry, when the moment comes,

when you have to make the move you live or die by.

You might not have it in you.

- Well then I guess this is my test, right?

See what I'm made of.

- We have a better shot if we do it together.

Shut me out, you lose a friend.

- (scoffs) Since when?

- I want you to know, (TV clicks)

I think you're clean.

- Don't tool me around.

- Think that's what I'm doing?

- No.

That's what wigs me out, you're such a sly banana,

this is all sport to you.

How do I know what's real?

- That's the problem with life, isn't it?

Life, love, the whole salami.

You plow enough shit, take enough heat,

feel enough pain, one day you know.

- Well, I guess that day has arrived,

because I've exceeded my quota of shit, heat, and pain.

- Then turn it around.

- And trust you?

What sold you on me?

- I felt it right away.

The story, heat, guts, apartment.

Couldn't do a sick thing like that.

- Don't bullshit me, man.

I've been through the fuckin' blender.

- I followed him to Logan's two hours ago, he's still there.

- What the hell is he doing?

- Who knows with Decker?

He must be getting stuff out of him.

(phone ringing) - Damn it to hell, you see,

this is what I can't stand about that guy,

he's got a way with those freaks.

Gives them enough rope,

that he cons them into hanging themselves,

well, I don't like it.

I don't like it one bit, this is our show.

- What can we do about it?

We got zero evidence, zip on the kid.

Where are you going?

- Kappa house, Laurie Grant.

I'm gonna make her swear that she saw Logan do it.

I'm gonna get that prick, I swear to God I am.

- I really thought I had something with Tally.

Who was I kidding?

The next time I meet a woman,

she better read me my rights.

- Hooker I know has got a virgin sister,

aching to get popped.

Only gets turned on by cops.

So I'm invited to do the deed.

I go over there and I walk in,

there's this cupcake on the rug, naked,

wants to see my badge.

A second later, she's all over me, wiggling, jiggling.

I can't get hard,

'cause all I can think about is my ex-wife,

how she nagged me to quit the force,

work for her brother, sell patio furniture.

To me, the badge meant something,

to her, it meant no money,

so she went off, married this guy, Leslie,

moved to Los Angeles.

He owns a cheese factory, makes $200,000 a year.

Nobody loses.

Leslie gets my wife and daughter,

every Christmas, I get 12 pounds of cheese.

(Artie laughs)

- I knew a girl named Leslie once.

I used to call her The Squirrel,

because she was always grabbing my nuts.

She grabbed them so hard once, she almost crushed them.

I think she was my first crush.

But Tally, man, she was my first magic.

- Ah, there's no magic.

We all bleed. (ominous music)

- So that badge meant something, huh?

- I had a mission once.

There were good guys and bad guys, now it's a toilet.

We separate turds.

No more people, just bodies.

Nobody gives a grunt.

- Well as long as you do, you still have a mission.

- Thanks for the beer.

- So, Decker, what do you think of what I got?

- I think you got eight hours and 40-something minutes.

(door thuds) - You just used up an hour!

(insects chirping) (dramatic music)

(window whirring)

(water trickling)

(pipes clanking) (chimes jingling)

(pipes clanking)

(tense music)

(wrench clanks)

(wrench clanks)

(papers rustling)

(door creaks)

(door creaking)

(door creaking)

(eerie music)

(tool bag thuds)

(bottles clinking) (water running)

(faucet creaks)

(objects rustling)

(water running)

(objects rustling) (eerie music)

(water running) (faucet creaks)

(Harry sighs)

(tool bag clinking)

(papers rustling) (eerie music)

(objects rustling)

(papers rustling)

(footsteps thumping)

(tense music) (footsteps thumping)

(wrench clanks)

(papers rustling)

(door creaking)

(suspenseful music)

(water trickling)

(power drill whirring)

(power drill whirring)

(wood thuds)

(Harry groans) (tense music)

(coin clinking) (Artie breathing heavily)

I need Decker, fast, it's urgent.

Decker, this is Logan, Harry Forbes is our guy,

he just tried to kill me.

I managed to knock him out,

he's in the basement of the Kappa house.

Wait until you see what I got.

I'll meet you back there in 10 minutes.

(power tool whirring)

(water trickling)

(flame hisses)

(insects chirping)

(Artie sighs)

(Artie grunts)

- What the fuck are you doing here?

Get out.

- Well, before I go, you better hear me out.

See those pictures on the wall?

(dramatic music)

I got a few that'll really add some color to it.

Makes a nifty souvenir book for homecoming weekend.

Sigma sicko and kinky Kappa

get down and dirty at foxy Fairfield.

- How did you get them?

- Not too flattering, are they?

Jesus, I can eat a roll of Kodak

and puke a prettier picture.

- You can't show those to anyone, Logan.

I'm warning you, they'll destroy families,

memories, everything.

- Relax, champ, I'm not out to destroy anyone,

I just want some answers.

You give me what I need and the rest stay locked up.

Anything less, they hit the wall.

- (sighs) What do you want to know?

- You and Tally, Snow White and Joe College.

Who the fuck are you?

- We're the best.

That's our mark.

We made it, we kept it, we live up to it.

Never fail. Don't disappoint.

It's what we were groomed for. What they expect.

The best school, best score, best team,

best house, best marriage, best job, best life.

The best have to win.

That takes work. More work,

so much fucking work!

The more you work, the more you hate it

and fight it,

until you're trapped and it snaps,

and you have to let go.

We'd run away to another town,

pick up some nameless hooker, (tense music)

Check into a corner of hell,

undress, drug up, and explode.

We became someone else.

We did whatever we wanted.

Broke every rule.

Passed every limit.

Pissed on every standard we were taught to uphold.

It was sick, immoral, corrupt,

but fuck it,

it was freedom.

- I suppose there are worse ways to spend an evening.

- I warned her it was dangerous.

She kept pushing it.

Fuck the risk.

It turned her on, going right to the edge, getting out.

(dramatic music) - Of what?

- The whole fucking show.

That character she played,

every day was a goddamn performance.

She couldn't keep it going.

Pleasing her parents, selling the image,

trying to be perfect.

(scoffs) Don't look at me like I killed her.

- I know what you mean, it's not a nice look.

You get used to it.

- What about the Polaroids?

- The rest of them are safe at my house.

- I've gotta have 'em.

- When I'm in the clear.

Don't worry, they won't leave my hands.

I'll even take 'em to bed with me.

(coin clinking) (slow dramatic music)

(insects chirping)

Yeah, get me Detective Decker, this is Artie Logan.

(dramatic music)

(door creaking)

Deck, I was wrong about Harry Forbes, I know.

(slow dramatic music)

No, I couldn't stay, you woulda hung it on me.

I played another hunch and it worked,

I think I know who the killer is, Doug Sawyer.

I'll explain when I see you.

I'll wait for you at my house,

and Deck, don't fuck with me.

I know what I'm doing.

(phone thuds)

(door creaking)

(lock clicks)

(Artie shouts)

(gasps) Christ, Erica.

- Put that knife down, would ya?

Somebody might think you're a crazed killer.

- Look at this place.

- Yeah, you really oughta clean up

after yourself more, Arthur.

- How long have you been here?

- A couple of minutes. (chuckles)

The door was open, I decided to wait.

- You can't just barge in like that

whenever you feel like it, especially now.

- Well, I just came to help you.

Do you mind if I help myself first?

If I can find the vodka, that is.

This place is such a mess.

Reminds me of my sister's house on Tuesday.

Cleaning lady has epilepsy.

- Erica, this is not a joke.

Somebody broke in here and did this.

- You know who it is?

- (sighs) The same person who killed Tally, and I'm next.

Jesus Christ, wherever I go, they're out to get me.

I mean, this is gonna go on for the rest of my life.

I'm a dead man.

- You just calm down, have some vodka.

- I don't want vodka, I want evidence.

- Well, little Tally really botched up your life.

You know, love ain't easy.

The dean and I were young when we met.

Tally's luckier than I was, though,

she got murdered, I got married.

(papers rustling) (Eric chuckles)

Wanna know why we stay together?

For me, it's habit.

For him, it's my ravioli.

He used to say anyone who cooks ravioli well

oughta be made love to well.

(laughs) It's a good thing I never told

the son of a bitch how I make it,

or he'd be screwing Chef Boyardee. (laughs)

What is it?

(ominous music)

- [Artie] I thought I heard something.

- [Erica] It's nothing, it's just the wind.

Relax, have some vodka.

- I don't want any vodka, I hate vodka.

(dramatic music)

- The killer's not out there.

I promise you he's not, because I know where he is.

- (sighs) Don't play with me, Erica.

- I know who killed Tally,

and I'm gonna go to the police.

- How sure are you?

- Sure enough to ruin our marriage and his career.

- The dean? Come on.

- That's right, our inspiring leader.

About as inspiring as a Manson family reunion.

- Are you just trying to get back at him?

- Oh, honey, I've already gotten back at him

with my own pleasure.

- How do you know that we was involved with Tally?

- I know.

I can feel it when he's in bed with another woman.

(chuckles) It's about the only time I do feel it.

- Do you have any proof?

- Does a look on his face count?

He got it for years, this undergraduate conquest contest.

(chuckles) Just got used to the key in the geranium pot,

and the drugs under the bed,

so they could come into my house

and into my husband, and in the morning,

he could look at me like a winner.

(tense music) But with her,

he had a look I've never seen before.

He was powerless for the first time,

hypnotized, paralyzed,

eating all the pain she was so eager to give to him.

It was, it was more than a look of shame.

It was a look of a man whose soul had been raped.

(dramatic music)

He killed her to preserve his image,

to keep her from exposing him.

I don't know, man.

Maybe he looked at her and saw himself.

(somber music) There was a time,

about 100 years ago,

I could have stopped the game, run away.

I don't know, maybe it was just easier

giving in, maybe safer,

but there was just one thing I held onto,

through that sewer of a marriage,

(sobs) through all those empty days and wasted nights,

through 20 years of cruelty and humiliation,

there was just one thing that made some sense

and that was the hope that, (sobs)

One day, I'd have the guts to get out, try again.

And I will, (chuckles)

I still have something left inside.

Ah, that sick little bitch Tally. (chuckles)

I wish she were still alive.

- Why?

- So I could kill her myself.

- Um, look, Erica,

maybe it's the dean, maybe it's not.

- No, it's him, I'm telling you it is.

- Look, I just don't want you to go

to the police right now, okay?

Just go home.

Go home and sit tight for an hour, just one hour.

- All right, one hour, that's it and then I go.

I'm not gonna let this guy get away with it, Arthur.

I'm gonna see to it that justice is done. (sniffles)

I may be a liar, a cheat, a drunk, and a tramp,

but I've got principles.

- Erica, I gotta go.

We gotta go.

Come on.

(Erica sniffles)

- Well, what can I say? (chuckles)

I'm just a horny old broad.

- Are you all right to drive on all that vodka?

- Arthur, I've driven men crazy on less.

(dramatic music)

(keys jingling) (door opens)

(door thuds)

- Cyrano?

Oh, God. Cyrano?

(engine stalling)

(objects rustling)

(handle clicking)

(snake hissing)

(snake hissing) (Erica screaming)

(tense music)

- Get me out of here!

(horn honking wildly)

(suspenseful music) - Erica!

Erica! - Help!

- Erica! Erica! (snake hissing)

(Erica screaming)

(head thuds) (horn honking)

(snake hissing) (tense music)

(Doug moans) (dramatic music)

- Move along! (people chattering faintly)

- [Dispatcher] 10-8, 1090.10-4.

(door slams) (radio buzzing)

10-2?

- [Officer] 19.

(people chattering faintly)

- [Dispatcher] 110-05, 6080 and 10.

- Going well, Al, if only I could see the guy.

(people chattering faintly)

- It happened again, Deck.

Just like Tally, I tried to save her.

That snake in there, that's not Cyrano.

- What happened?

- I came back here, and I found my place ransacked.

It had to be Doug Sawyer looking for the Polaroids.

- What Polaroids?

- Let me start with Harry Forbes.

It turns out, he's just a simple pervert.

(chuckles) Around here, that qualifies you for sainthood.

- Tell me about it.

- All the murders are tied in with the Polaroids.

He was crazy about them getting out.

I'm telling you, Doug Sawyer is our guy.

I guess Doug Sawyer's not our guy.

Just a stab in the dark.

Oh, Jesus, what the hell is Doug Sawyer

doing on my coffee table with a knife in his back?

This is not a good sign.

- What have you got to say?

- Well, I'd say the only way

to prove your innocent around here is to get killed.

I might give it a try.

Don't look at me like that.

- Any more surprises?

Before I open the oven, find my Aunt Harriet?

- Look, I think it's pretty clear

what's going on around here.

- So clear, I can see through it.

- Someone is trying to set me up.

Do you think that if this was my murder,

I would make it look this obvious?

I mean, gimme some credit.

- Show me the Polaroids.

Not your day, is it?

- Please, Decker, you gotta believe me.

I'm telling you, somebody came in here

and killed him while I was waiting outside.

Somebody is nailing my coffin.

- The evidence points to you.

- I know what it looks like,

just like the killer wants it to look like.

If I've learned anything, it's don't go by appearances.

- Hard to ignore when they smack you in the face.

If I let you go now, I'll be a sloppy cop.

Time to take you in.

- Don't turn on me.

I'm getting really close on this thing.

I still got five hours left, you gotta let me have them.

- How can one person fall so many times into the same shit?

- Look, if I can get myself out of it this time,

I'm out for good.

- Who is it this time, the house mother?

- Dean Darby, I feel it in my gut.

- That gut's getting quite a workout.

- Look, someone wanted Erica dead

before she can get to the police,

someone that she can ruin, the same one Tally can ruin.

Maybe she and Doug were whipping up some blackmail,

who knows, all I know is that Dean Darby is one sick peanut.

(door opens)

Big night, boys.

- Jesus.

You find him like this, Decker?

- I think he gives the place character.

- Hey, I wasn't talking to you, fuck.

- Yeah, zip it, wise ass.

We got you by the balls.

Laurie Grant's gonna give eyewitness testimony

she saw you kill Tally.

- We got your snake, your apartment,

and I'm gonna lay odds this is your knife,

with your fingerprints on it.

- Of course it's my knife, you sausage,

who else's knife would they use to frame me?

- Frame you? Bullshit!

- We got more cases to pin on you.

- Like that nurse you strangled

with a telephone cord up in Broadport.

- On missing persons, state college in Sweethaven,

pretty student just like Tally Fuller.

- Maybe he likes that type.

(dramatic music) Hey, sweetheart?

You like getting them up at Sweethaven too?

- No, I bet he likes the older ones,

like that Darby bitch.

- You know, you're disgusting.

Why don't you show her some respect?

She was a good person.

- Maybe you're some sicko that only kills good people.

- Then you two are safe.

(mysterious music)

- What is it?

- Look at the knife.

- What about it?

- The angle, it's tilted to the left,

which means the thrust must have come from the left.

- [Frank] So what?

- [Artie] So the killer was left-handed.

- Yeah, so?

- [Artie] I'm right-handed.

- You could have killed him with your left hand.

- Not if I wanted to do it right.

A wound that deep, guy that big, no way.

- Over here, come here.

- [Frank] You guys hit the kitchen, dust it good.

You talk to the coroner?

Yeah, get to work.

Come on in around this table here,

get all the pins, ink well.

(dramatic music) (people chattering faintly)

(insects chirping)

(door knocking)

(bed creaking)

(door knocking rapidly)

- [Artie] Wendy!

- [Wendy] You okay?

- Hi, remember when you said if I needed help,

you're here, well, I need your help.

- What's going on?

- They're all after me, the cops, the killer,

the Kappas, the Commies, you name it.

I got away, but I gotta get this killer

before the cops get me.

- You know who it is?

- Dean Darby. Can I borrow your car?

- Yeah.

- I need you to meet me in an hour,

but not here, the cops are gonna be swarming the place.

- Yeah, well, it has to be some place secluded,

that I can walk to.

- Uh, oh shit, the only place I can think of

is the bell tower, that's pretty sick.

- Yeah, but it is secluded.

Is an hour enough time?

- Yeah, yeah.

Yeah. - Keys.

- Oh. Thank you.

- I'm glad you came to me for help,

it's nice to know I'm on the list.

- On the list? You are the list.

- A few cities, however, (Dean breathing deeply)

Are reporting lower office vacancy rates.

The improvement in home real estate conditions

could take six months or more

to be reflected in bank balance sheets.

(Dean grunts)

(tense music)

The FBIC could have fewer failed banks

to take over next year, (Dean gasping)

As most of us feared.

- No! Don't!

(Dean yelling)

(car engine rumbling) (insects chirping)

(door slams)

(lock clicking)

(door thuds)

(radio blaring faintly)

- [Reporter] Reporting consumer confidence

fell slightly this month.

Viewers said the economy is improving

and viewer expects there will be more jobs.

The consumer confidence index has been just about flat,

since the end of the first- (dramatic music)

(banister squeaking)

(Artie yells) - Come here.

- Let go of me. I gotta get out of here.

Decker, the killer is on his way to get Wendy,

in the same place that he got Tally.

All the victims knew about Tally's dark side,

and they're all dead except for Wendy.

He's on his way to get her now.

- Where's Darby?

- Our friend got here first.

We gotta go, time's running out.

- Your luck just ran out.

You've been in the wrong place, at the wrong time,

far too many times.

You're a threat to national security.

Take him in.

- Decker, we made a deal, you promised me.

I got three hours left!

Will you get your fuckin' hands off me

and listen to me for one second?

I'm telling you that girl

is gonna die. - Come on!

- You're definitely a crazed slug,

and your bullshit don't work on us.

- It's not bullshit- - Get the fuck in there!

Just get the fuck in there, huh!

(eerie music) (insects chirping)

(car rumbling)

- You guys don't know what you're doing.

You're fucking up.

- Hey, I don't want another word out of you, dick face.

(indistinct rustling) - Artie?

(papers crinkling) (lighter clicks)

(fire crackling)

(Lou shouts) (tires squealing)

(bench crashing)

(engine rumbling) (men coughing)

- Hey, little shit's getting away!

- Let's get him! (suspenseful music)

Goddammit!

(flame hisses)

(blade clinks)

(flame hisses)

(flame hisses)

(blade clinks)

(Erica screams)

(Erica screaming)

(Erica screaming)

(gun fires) (blade clinks)

(insects chirping)

- Nice to be back at school.

(dramatic music)

- Here's your fucking killer, Decker.

I'm sorry, Tally, I guess you misjudged me.

I'm not the loser you pegged me for.

You set me up.

Fire, letters, Cyrano, that missing coed at Sweethaven.

You hand-picked your double,

and you made her up to look like you,

watch and all, and then you

fucking killed her. (Tally shouts)

(Tally panting)

What were you thinking?

What are you thinking right now?

- How I'd like to chop your balls off with a pickax.

- I respect your honesty.

- You cocksucking motherfuckers! (chuckles fiendishly)

I hate you fucking all.

You're all a bunch of fucking pigs!

I just wanna fucking die.

(Tally chuckles fiendishly) - That's right Tally, die.

Die and start again,

as someone no one expects the best from, right?

Kill Tally, but keep that virtuous image alive,

just 86 the five who can sink it.

Five murders, Tally, five fucking people.

No one said virtue came easy.

- My hand is bleeding. (whimpers)

Help me.

Please help me. (sobs)

Help me.

- Make a fist, hold it tight.

(Tally winces)

Face it, Arthur, you're not her type.

- So what brings you out here this late?

- Following the scent of mystery.

- Well, that scent was no mystery,

it was me shitting my pants.

(Tally grunts) (suspenseful music)

(flame whirring)

(Tally screaming)

(birds chirping)

(radio buzzing) (people chattering faintly)

- Better work on the personality.

- Got plenty of time.

- May we go home now, officer?

- You know,

you're parked in the red zone.

Come here.

(gentle music) You saved my face.

I like my face.

- I'm not so sure I did you a favor.

- You came through, like a champion,

you had it in ya.

- Thanks, Deck,

for the whole salami.

- Same here, for confirming my suspicions.

Maybe there is a point to whatever it is I do.

- Yeah there is. Keep doing it.

- Keep solving those mysteries.

- Let's get outta here.

(upbeat rock music)

♪ Yeah

♪ I believe every moment we've lived

♪ Led to this moment in time

♪ I'm reaching out, and I won't go back

♪ Till I feel your hand in mine

♪ Together, we stand

♪ Divided, we fall

♪ We've got to stand and defy

♪ Now our backs to the wall

♪ Coming out of the darkness, into the light

♪ The truth is the fire will surprise you at night

♪ Prepare with freedom to show them the fight

♪ To come out of the darkness

♪ Into the light

♪ I can see every page of my life

♪ When the stories so unclear

♪ It's more than a voice of the song

♪ It's a truth that I want to be hear

♪ We follow the dreams

♪ Wherever we lept

♪ You've got to hang on to it now

♪ Through all of the years

♪ Coming out of the darkness, into the light

♪ The truth is the fire will surprise you at night

♪ Prepare with freedom to show them the fight

♪ To come out of the darkness

♪ Take off the blinders

♪ Through the fires from the sky

♪ It's time to stand up and open your eyes

♪ Out of the darkness, into the light

♪ The truth is the fire will surprise you at night

♪ Prepare with freedom to show them the fight

♪ To come out of the darkness

♪ Into the light

♪ Out of the darkness, into the light

♪ The truth is the fire will surprise you at night

♪ Spinning on the fire ♪ Prepare with freedom

(funky music)