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Happy new year.

Oh, should auld acquaintance

Be forgot--

No, no. I would
never forget you.

I will never forget you.

- After you, my dear old friend.
- Thank you.

Oh, dear.

Call me if you get blue.

I am blue.

Call me.

The phone will be ringing
by the time you get home.

OK.

Here I go.

Wait till she gets in, please.

- Allison.
- What?

Happy new year.

Happy new year, honey.

Bye.

Gracie Mansion, please.

Fish.
They've multiplied.

Lord Jeffrey Emmers

Was a soldier, royal and true

And he set upon the Indians
who didn't do his sight

Oh, Hammersteer--

Oh, hello.

Ten-hut!

Line up.

Hello, Pepino.

Hello, little Lord Byron.

Come here.
Come here, lay one on me.

Four, three, two, one.

- Frank--
- Please.

Just wait a minute!
Forget it.

-Just forget it.
-That's easy to say.

You don't understand.

See, I don't care anymore.

I don't care what
makes sense anymore.

I don't give a rusty fuck.

lf they boot me
down the city hall steps

and send me back
to the Bronx.

We got to get this guy.

Everything that can be done
is being done.

My daughter was with her
last night.

It was my daughter, my child.

It could have been her.

This is not politics anymore.

Everything's politics!

The hell it is!

-I can't even sleep.
-Bullshit!

When you point your finger
at some guy, and you say,

this is the guy
that can do the job,

ain't the flashbulbs going?

Don't you read it
in the papers the next day?

Get me your brother.

And get him now.

And get him before
you go to the ballet, Frank.

Get those hoses up here.

Come on, move.

Move it!

Get it on, Charlie.

OK, Charlie, pull it up.

In the windows.
Put it in the windows.

Come on, aim for the windows.

Turn it up...

Keep that pressure up.

Turn it up!

- Chief?
- Yeah?

I'm looking for
one of your men.

Who are you?

Franklin Starkey.

I'm Chief Sunday.
Who you want?

Nick Starkey.

He's in there.

Well, get him out here.
I have to talk to him.

It remains to be seen
whether or not he is coming out.

What is that doing
in the other way?

Tell them to get the hoses up.

That window.
Over there! Get chopping.

Get chopping now!

Come on. Move it.

Move it. Start axing.

Stay with him.

Hey, unfetter that line.

Hi there.

I'll take it from here, Nick.

I wonder if I can get a cup
of coffee?

Preferably espresso.

I'm not happy
to see you, Frank.

You should be.

I've come to take you
away from all this

and make you a big shot.

I never wanted to be
a big shot, Frank.

That's your thing.

You must be up the creek
to be here talking to me.

The mayor knows you're good
at this kind of thing.

You must be out of your mind
with amnesia

to be here talking to me.

Now calm down, Nick.

I'm a fireman.

We're going to reinstate you.

I'm a fireman now!

We're gonna take all the heat
we have to from the press.

I run into these fucking buildings
when they're on fire!

You're gonna get a commendation
for what you did tonight.

Please, don't bother
on my account.

That was very heroic.

Go, Frank.

Go.

There's a lot between us.

None of it is good.

Please.

It's my career.

All right.

I'll come back.

Frank.

On one condition.

What do you think of Maria?

- Who's Maria?
- The ballerina.

She doesn't trust
her partner enough.

Should she?

I don't think she
has any other choice.

- Where's Frank?
- I don't know. He's late.

In that case, let me see you
through intermission.

I did too. It's delicious.

- Yummy.
- Mrs. Starkey,

where is the commissioner
tonight?

Here he is. Excuse me.

Duty calls and Christine goes.

I was beginning to think
you wouldn't make it.

I had to go, um...

I had to talk to Nick.

He's gonna be reinstated
in the department

and he's gonna be
the new special investigator.

How is he?
Did he agree?

You look flushed.

The dance
was very stirring.

Usually you're bored.

Did he agree?

- Yeah.
- I can't believe it.

Why not?

After all,
he is my brother.

Well, that never
stood in your way.

Are you siding with him?

Franklin, you should
know better than that.

What did you have
to promise him?

- Hi, Ramon.
- I am thinking...

All right, all right.

Hi, Ed.

Will you get--
Get that animal, please?

Put it at her feet.

Don't smile, Olympia.

Beware the Jabberwocky,
my son!

The jaws that bite,
the claws that catch!

Watch you hands, buddy.
Watch your hands.

- Like that?
- Don't look at me.

Very good. Stay.

Shut up.

Ed, why didn't you use
your apartment?

You've got the light.

Look, I'm making
dinner tonight.

Can I borrow my table?

Sure.

Just...languish there, darling.

Don't molest anything.

Ed.

Want a job?

-What's a job?
-Work. For money.

- Money?
- Yeah.

Do you remember money?

Ha. Yeah, I remember it.

What do you think?

It was irritating to me
that I need money.

I shouldn't need it.

I don't agree.

It's good every once in a while

to get roped into
somebody else's...

You know.

What?

Problem.

For money?

Right.

I'm gonna have
a press conference

tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock.

The governor, he's let me
had his best speech writer.

He's gonna write the statement.

The fucking guy is a poet, you know.

I'll have the hardliners
wringing their handkerchiefs out

before I'm through.

The prodigal son
with the right stuff.

Forgive and forget.
For everything there's a season.

How do we face the terrifying
spectacle of Nick Starkey,

what he may do,
what he may not do?

Whoop-de-doo
and la-di-da.

Oh, yeah. Well, anyway,
I want to get going.

I want to start working
on it tonight.

I want to get all
the borough presidents.

I want them standing up there
with me, shoulder to shoulder.

And if I can get that prick
with the scarlet cape,

the cardinal to stand up,

I'm gonna get him up there too.

And you, you're
gonna be to my right.

Now, what I want to do,

I want it to look like
the city is united

in bringing
Nick Starkey back.

See, I don't want it to look
like his brother is bringing him

clean underwear,
or something like that.

Now, I'll take care
of all the questions.

I mean, no matter
how rough they get,

I'll be pious.

And when it's over,
take a break,

let them have a shot at you.

And then give them
some hard talk back.

You know, two or three minutes,
but be conservative.

Very, very conservative.

And if you blow,
blow with dignity.

I'm gonna be dog meat after this.

No, you're not.

lf he comes out of this
looking great,

I'm a fool for firing him.

lf he blows it, I'm a schmuck
for bringing him back.

lf he blows it,
we're all unemployed.

And if he gets the guy,
we're all heroes.

That's the news.
It's like Elizabeth Taylor says:

"There is no deodorant
like success."

What is it?

Captain Alcoa is here.

Shit.

He heard.

OK, send him in.

I won't do it...

Do what?

Hey, don't bull me.

We're all having a bad day, Alcoa.
Nobody needs your volume.

Nick Starkey
is no policeman!

Al, his record
shows otherwise.

He don't belong
in the department.

That's for me to say!

He's like a...
He's fucking a beatnik!

He's got a beatnik mentality.

Well, maybe that's what we need,
is a beatnik.

Oh, sure, sure, seems funny

down here and now.

But it don't feel so fucking funny

in the middle of a murder case

when you're seeing
those girls dead!

Who do you think
you're talking to?

Jesus Christ!

Who the fuck do you think
you're talking to!

You think I'm your wife?
You want to fuck me?

Well, don't mess with me.

You mess with me and you better
have a goddamn sense of humor

the size of Lake Michigan

to find something to laugh about.

And if I send you
a rubber duck to work with,

that is the news!

Can you understand that?

Do you understand?

So then...it's true.

It's true.

When?

Tomorrow.

So you get out of here,
and you be a good boy.

And if Nick reports to you,
you treat him like a god.

Do you understand that?

Can you understand that?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

And if he wants anything,
you give it to him.

lf he wants your wallet,
you give it to him.

And you keep me posted.

No, no. Never mind trying
to say anything.

Just shut up and get out.

Go on! I'm trying to
have a meeting here.

So...

Did Nick agree
without a fuss?

No.

Well...what do you
have to do?

I had to let him cook dinner
for my wife tonight.

OK.

Come in. Door's open.

Been open for two years.

Hi.

What is it, snowing?

A little.

Well...

Take off your clothe--
Coat.

Uh, make yourself comfortable.

I got to change.

How you doing, Sam?

s- How are you?
- Good.

Shit.

Nick.

What is it?

Why did you make me
come here?

I wanted to make you dinner.

You always make me things
that I hate.

I try to.

- Listen.
- What?

The wine.
It's breathing.

I decanted it
an hour and a half ago.

How much did it cost?

Six dollars.

I won't like it. I never like any
wine that costs less than 20.

No matter how good it tastes?

That's right.

I'll pour you a glass.

What do you think?

I hate it.

Here.

This is balsamic vinegar.

Sprinkle some on the octopus.
It's great.

Where did you get that scar?

- Burn from a fire.
- Right. You're a fireman.

Till yesterday.

It's hard to picture.

Burning building.
Everybody else runs out.

You run in.

Basically, it's a maniac's job.

- Marinated eggplant?
- No, thanks.

Have you forgiven Franklin?

For what? Did he do
something wrong?

He betrayed you.

Did he?

He needed a fall guy,
and he gave them you.

Did he?

Yes.

- His own brother?
- That's right.

How should I feel about that?

I guess you should be mad.

Then that's what I am.

I'm mad.

Anything else
I should be mad about?

- Yes.
- What?

Me.

Right.

I should be mad about you.

And that is my fucking curse.

I am...

still mad about you.

I should go.

Yeah.

You should.

You hate the food,
and you married the wrong man.

I'll get my coat.

You might as well, Christine,

because I'm not gonna
sleep with you.

- Not while you're married.
- I'm not gonna sleep with you.

That's right, you're not.

Not if you beg me on your knees.

I may covet my brother's wife,

but I am not gonna boff her.

You have not changed.

Neither have you.
But you should.

Chris...

Haven't you missed me?

Please, don't.

When you close your eyes,
don't you see my face?

Oh. Nick, don't.

How do you make love to him
after me?

How do you get wet?
Do you think about the money?

There was a check.

What?

That last night I saw you.
Two years ago, here.

There was a cancelled
check on the table.

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

There was a cancelled check
on that table.

Right there.
Made out to my brother, Frank.

After you left, it was gone.

Are you accusing me?

I'm telling you.

Well, you're wrong.

Maybe.

Thanks for stopping by.

About one more minute,
I can take one question.

Mr. Mayor, do you really think
Nick Starkey can expect

the support and respect
of the police department

given his ungraceful
departure of two years ago?

Understand this, there was no hard
evidence of graft. All right?

- What's going to happen to him?
- Just a second, let me finish,

or you can come up here
and do it.

All right. Now,
because he was under a cloud,

we were under a cloud.

So we made, what you might call
a political decision.

And he was wonderful.
He put the department's good

ahead of his good.

Now, he could afford it,
but he knew what he'd destroy.

And I respect him
for that.

And at this moment,
I think he's the obvious choice,

in this dangerous
juncture of time,

to lead the investigation.

Because we have to do something.

And I think that Lieutenant
Starkey can make it happen.

That's all for today.

The show is over.
I've got to go.

Bye-bye.

How do you feel about Starkey
being on the investigation?

How do you feel
about Starkey?

Sir.

Commissioner.
Commissioner Starkey.

How do you feel about
your brother being named

special investigator?

I'm very glad
my brother's been reinstated.

Obviously, I was grieved by his
difficulties of two years ago,

and hoped the day might come
when he could resume his career.

That day has come.

No one is happier than me.

Yeah, you look ecstatic.

...stop this killer.
That was Police Comm--

Cone.

Come in here.

Yes, sir?

When Lieutenant Starkey
reports,

keep him away from me.

Give him Olsen's old office.

Lieutenant Starkey's
already reported, sir.

- He has?
- Yes, sir.

And he didn't like
Olsen's old office,

so he took the big one
down at the end of the hall.

He doesn't like Olsen's office?

He said the light was no good.

What light?

You know, sir, the sunlight.

Sunlight?

W-what's he need sunlight for?

- For Ed.
- For Ed?

Yes, sir.

Who's Ed?

The painter.

That office doesn't
need to be painted.

He's not that kind of painter,
captain.

He's a--
You know, he paints paintings.

He's an artist.

What's going on here?

Captain.

You told him.

Yeah.

Told him about the painter?

Yeah.

I got a sweet tooth for this shit.

I love it.

Captain.

So, what's the prisoner's name?

Hi Butch.

Captain Alcoa.

You want some espresso?

Do I hear crickets?

Yeah, it's the tape.

Ain't it great.

Who's that?

- That's Ed.
- The painter?

That's right.

You want sugar?

Why's the furniture in the hall?

I didn't want it.
I wanted space.

Did you miss me?

I don't have any place
to put that furniture

if it's not in here.

I don't want it.

But I'll tell you
what I do want.

All reports, photos,
news accounts,

background of any kind
on every one of the murders.

In order of priority, everything
on that last murder first.

Second priority, everything
on the very first murder.

You must have a shitload
of stuff by now.

We do.

It's like a library.

It's in 202.

Then leave it in 202.
I'll go to it.

OK.

And, put Ed on the payroll.

- As what?
- My assistant.

No, no.
I'll assign you an assistant.

I need Ed.

OK.

And, uh...

I need an NEC computer...

Lotus Agenda.

We have about five Bedbecks.

Bedbecks' no good.
I need the NEC.

I need the NEC.

OK.

You're not drinking
your espresso, mon capitaine.

Oh, well.

I've got to go.

Where are you going?

I'll be back about 3.

Where would I be going?

It's a beautiful day.

I put on my best dress...

to go to a funeral.

Hang in there, Ed.

OK.

Up yours, copper.

But we must meet calamity
with introspection.

Alison Hawkins was a member
of the Hawkins family.

She is gone,
but the Hawkins family remains.

The family remains, and
something of Alison remains.

In them.

In each of them,
and in all of them.

You are in shock now,
and you are in pain.

When this coffin
is shouldered and

carried from this church,

grieve your grief.

Let it go.

Trust in God.

Grieve. Repair.

Live.

Open your hymnals,
please.

I'm sorry. Are you OK?

- Fine. I'm fine.
- Sorry.

Do I know you?

No.

You're Nick Starkey.

Yeah.

I know your brother.

Good for you.

Are you following me?

Yeah.

Why?

You were the prettiest one
at the funeral.

Can I buy you, uh,
some hot chocolate?

Sure.

So, uh...

You usually go from
funerals to ice skating?

No.

Well...makes sense to me.

- It does?
- Yeah.

What's funny?

My father thinks you're a genius.

I am.

You know...let's forget this.

You don't want to question me?

- No.
- What's the matter?

Nothing.

In a hundred years,
we'll all be dead.

So?

So...

My friend Alison and I
spent New Year's Eve together.

I keep...

going over our conversation
in my head.

We didn't really say
anything to one another.

It was like most
conversations, I guess.

Except it happened to be
her last.

And then today...

that funeral, it--

I just kept thinking...

how much of life is wasted.

I mean, we're sitting here.

We're talking to each other.

I mean, shouldn't we be
really talking to each other?

All right.

I, uh, saw my brother's wife,
Christine, last night.

And, uh...

she and I were
an item at one time.

And, so it was a
very painful evening.

And, uh--
And now, today I see you.

And...

I find you very...

attractive.

And I'm feeling vulnerable

because of last night, and...

so my feeling is...

My instinct as a man is,

I don't wanna ask you
a lot of pushy questions.

Because I want you to like me.

In fact,

how real do you want
this conversation to get,

because...

saying these things out loud

has made me wanna
go to the next step...

and say to you:

This restaurant's a 5 minute walk

from seven hotels.

It is?

It is.

And I'd like to...

get a room...

in one of them...

right now.

Take you there.

You would?

Yeah, I would.

What do you say?

In a hundred years,
we'll all be dead.

What do you say?

But...

Yeah...

Just exactly how old are you?

- 23.
-Oh.

Is something missing?

Nothing's missing.

This is what happens.

What are you talking about?

I knew when I came
back down into this world,

I'd start having weird
behavior like this.

Like what?

23 years old.

Oh, shh. So what?

And look, you're on top.

I've got to get out of here.

So go.

What if I had a heart attack
and they found me with you?

I'm speechless.

So...where are we
going now?

Where are we going?

How do you figure that?

Listen...

I haven't felt safe.

I feel safe right now.

Let me have a little more of that.

All right.

Show me where
Alison Hawkins lived.

Which window was hers?

You see that right there?

Next to the lights.

Come on, I wanna take a look.

Thanks.

Everybody knows where I live.

I kept having these
nightmares last night.

I mean, I know my house
is safe, supposedly.

But it's giving me the creeps.

Everybody knows where I live.

I'm gonna have to
get back to the precinct.

I've got to work tonight.

I understand.

You can stay at my apartment,
if you want.

You'd be by yourself.

Could I?

Sure.

That would be great.

Um, I'll, um...

call my father
and make an excuse.

- Good.
- Thanks.

Ed, why are you still here?

Just trying to get the hang of this.

Well, go home.

This is, uh, Bernadette.

Bernadette, this is Ed.

He lives in my building.

She's gonna stay
in my place tonight,

so would you show her in?

Sure.

Hi, Ed.

Hi.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

So long.

So, go, go.

Ed, I'll see you in the morning.

OK.

Where are you going?

For a walk.

Where?

Nowhere.

To get away from you.

What have you figured out
about the case?

This guy, whoever he is,
he's fabulous with locks.

In seven of these cases,
the guy picked the lock.

Some of these locks were
supposed to be unpickable.

What else?

He's not just smart with locks,
he's just smart.

Very bright in
a useless kind of way.

Cracked as an old teacup.

You don't get away pulling
11 separate murders

unless you got a brain
like a Swiss watch.

You don't murder 11 women
unless you're plain fucking crazy.

Or you haven't
figured out the motive.

I haven't figured out the motive.

That's a separate problem.

I mean, I know the motive.

What is it?

This man has
a lot of anger towards women.

That's fucking brilliant.

Must've been his mother.

Blue ribbon's
an interesting touch.

I mean, blue ribbon...

It's an award.

Maybe the mother...

rewarded the kid with
something that strangled him.

Maybe the constant
rewarding by the mother

was the thing that caused
the feeling of being strangled.

Bet this guy overachieves
like gangbusters.

Hey! I'm walking, here.

What are you, crazy?

"Prime Cut."

Prime!

What are you talking about?

I'm about to know when he's
going to kill the next girl.

- When?
- I'll call you in an hour

when I got it figured.

Listen, Frank...

You and me, we got something
in common with the murderer.

We do?

Maybe you do.

Just like him,
we've got a mother.

Don't go comparing
our mother to his.

Just like his mother,
our mother had an effect--

No, don't you say
a word about our mother!

You see, she's dead, and we're still
fighting over her.

She had a big effect--

Get back to talking
about the case.

Like with your wife.

Don't bring my wife into this!

I'm warning you.

You're right, it's
really about our mother.

Frank, I got one thing
to say to you.

And it's hard, but I got to say it.

And if you can accept it,

a lot of other shit's
gonna fall into place.

Frank, Mom loved me
more than you.

That's why I took
the fall for you, Frank.

I wish you'd just fucking die.

Hello.

Bernadette, isn't it?

Yes, yes.

Mrs. Starkey.

I think we met at the, uh,
mayor's birthday party.

And at the opera also, I think.

And now, here.

- Would you like to come in?
- No.

- He's not here.
- Who?

Nick.

Right.

No, I think I'll just be going

before there's a traffic jam.

Oh, my God.

Hey, Cone.

You know what
a prime number is?

Any number...

What is it?

Any number that can only be
divided by one and itself.

Whatever you say.

There are 12 prime numbers
possible out of 31 days.

These are the dates of the murders.

Eleven prime numbers.

What's the 12th?

It's five.

What's today?

January 4th.

Then it's tomorrow night.

He's gonna kill the next girl
tomorrow night.

Where?

I don't know.

Well, I better leave you to figure.

You're the real thing.

You're a real shamus.

Alcoa, I know when the guy's
gonna hit again.

You got to give me
your cooperation here.

Fuck you!
And don't even look at me.

I don't work for you,
you work for me.

You think you can
come in my office,

stand on my face
and tell me the news

like I'm some
monkey-do lieutenant?

Fuck you!

You are not a policeman!

I am a fucking policeman!

Get it...

You dilettante fuck?

No matter what the mayor says!

Ahem. I'm gonna need
a backup unit tomorrow night.

On call. Maybe all night.

lf I ever get my hands
on a shred of paper

that proves that you were
on the take back when,

I will delight in getting

the charcoal for the barbecue.

I'm gonna need the team in
the van with the motor running.

Tomorrow's the night.

That's when he's gonna hit.

Maybe for the last time.

Where?

I don't know yet.

Yes, Captain Alcoa?

Get me Emergency Service Unit.

So, Christine, I understand
you had dinner with Nick.

- Yes.
- I wanna know what happened.

I mean, did he say he was
gonna do anything further,

or talk to anybody further
about the scandal that happened

about two years back?

I mean, not that there's
anything to talk about.

He thinks there's a check.

- A check?
- Yeah.

A cancelled check,
made out to you, Frank.

From who?

Well, it would be a--
A crooked road,

Eamon, but I think it would
be traced back to you.

Does Nick have this check?

No, I don't even think
he's looking for it.

You don't?

No, I don't think so.

I think he's much more
interested right now

in your daughter.

What are you talking about?

Oh, you don't understand
what I'm saying?

I'm sorry, it--
Picture it.

Just-- Well...

look at your cigar
and think of your daughter.

Don't bother to get up.

It's all right.
Roger will see me home.

What are you doing?

I'm checking into a hotel, Frank...

and out of the whorehouse.

- Lovely meal, thank you.
- Thanks.

Good night. All done.

It's here.

What's here?

Tomorrow night is here.

February, March,

April, May,

June, July,

August, September,

October, November,

December...

January.

These are the rooms

where each murder
was committed.

Where?

Hey, Hal, do you
got my paper?

Uh, no paper
for 12-C, sir.

Let me take a look
and see if my paper's there.

Can you do a whole
part of town this way?

Sure.

You wanna see the big picture?

Oh, God.

Nick, can this voodoo
and meet me out front.

There's been another murder,
but we got the son of a bitch.

Tonight?

Hello, captain.

Hello, sir.

The woman's upstairs,
named Lana Pico.

Strangled in her own apartment.

He strangled her,
walked to the dining room...

jumped right through the fucking window.

Look at that.
The son of a bitch has the ribbon

right in his hand.

He's gonna make a great picture
for the Post.

How'd he get in?

Broke in through a window
opposite the air shaft.

- Broke in?
- Yeah.

Window was gated,
he kicked it in,

and waited for her
in the bedroom.

Wait. Nobody gets through.

- Can we just get down there?
- I'm sorry.

Hello, Alcoa.

Hello, sir.

And you are?

Detective Reilly, sir.

Good to meet you, Reilly.

- Killed himself, huh?
- Yes, sir.

- Hi, Nick.
- Not him.

Hi.

Pretty ironic, huh?

- What?
- Well, he killed himself.

We didn't need Sherlock Holmes
after all.

Can we see you over here,
commissioner?

That's my father's car.

All right. Hey.

- Hi, Dad.
- What are you doing here?

What are you doing?
Never mind.

I heard, I heard.

We'll talk about it later.

Now, you just get out of here
before they take your picture.

What's the matter with you?

Would you do what I say?

You get out of here.

Don't become a liability,
little girl.

Apparently, he just jumped, sir.

Oh, my God.
There he is.

It's--

A whole city is frightened
to death for a year...

because of just one guy.

Well, thank God that's over.

Maybe.

What do you mean maybe?

I don't think this is the man.

What?
He strangled a woman,

he's got the ribbon in his hand.

What the hell are you talking about?

Why did he kill himself?

How the fuck do I know?

He murders 11 women.

No problem.

He murders one more...

he feels so bad,
he jumps out the window?

I don't buy it.

And why did he break
in the window gate?

He never broke
anything before,

he just picked the lock.

And then there's the date.
Not a prime number.

It doesn't figure.

Let me tell you something,
life is like that sometimes.

You were wrong, that's all.

I'd like to take a look
at the apartment.

You wanna see the apartment,
commissioner?

I'll be up in a minute.

Eamon, could you take
a look at this?

What is it?

A statement for the press.

You gonna make it?

Yes.

All right.

What's the story?
Think they'll get this straight?

It's all over.
It's all over.

The commissioner--
It's over. It's over.

The commissioner
will have a statement for you.

- Can we leave?
- Sure.

Excuse me.

Commissioner
has a statement for you.

Mr. Commissioner, rumor has it
that this is the strangler.

Why was the mayor here tonight?

Rumor has it.

Tonight...

comes to an end...

12 months of fear.

- See you, Nick.
- Thanks.

All right, I'm a fireman!

Jesus!

What are you doing here?

Ed let me in.

Well, he was wrong to do that.

Nick, what's wrong?

I'm very tired.

Why don't you come here
and sit down?

No!

They want you, they need you.
The rest of the time?

- Can I help you?
- You?

You're the mayor's daughter.

Do a number on him,
but I wouldn't bother.

What are you talking about?

Don't you get it?

This wasn't it.
That wasn't him.

Then who was that?

Some guy!
Some other crazy.

Tomorrow night...

while your father and my brother

and all the other slobs who only
care about the way it looks,

and don't give a shit about
how it actually is,

while they're all slapping
themselves on the back...

The January Man...

is gonna get his January girl.

So stop him.

- I've been fired.
- So solve it anyway.

Nick, I woke up here today.

I saw how you live,

I see what you like around you.

I understand you wanna
run away from these people.

I understand.

It's their responsibility.

No.

They don't know
what that means.

I'm tired.

I know.

I know you are.

So we're gonna go to bed.

OK?

And then we'll sleep.

And then tomorrow...
after a good breakfast...

you're gonna catch the killer...

and save the girl.

OK?

OK.

How old did you
say you were?

Shut up.

Hundred years,
we'll all be dead.

The stars will still be shining.

The stars...

Of course.

In all the constellations.

At this time of year,
Virgo has just become visible

in the Eastern sky.

I love this.

The recent appearance
of Halley's comet...

Time is running out, Nick.

...named after an English
astronomer, Edmund Halley...

In order to be brilliant,

you got to be in touch
with the universe.

Halley's comet swings
across our skies

once every 75 or 76 years.

That wasn't the guy last night.

Yes, it was.

Don't you read the paper?

The commissioner called me himself

to say the case is closed.

He made it clear that
I should give you abuse.

Shitwork.

So you'd resign.

I don't think he even wants
you in the fire department.

Why are you telling me this?

Because I don't like you.

There's no place for you here.

But I respect you.

It's like the army.

Wartime hero, peacetime, fuckup.

That's you.

Transfer back to
the fire department.

I ain't got the stomach
to be your brother's stooge.

I need a backup team.

Maybe a decoy.

I need your help
for 12 more hours,

and then I'll go back to the farm.

I can't.
I can't, even if I wanted to.

Don't give me that, skipper.

I can't get Emergency Service.

The commissioner
says from now on,

all ES orders go through him.

And I ain't gonna put a decoy
out on the street

without backup.

All right, all right.

You got what you got.

And that's all the support
you're gonna get.

I'll look the other way
till tomorrow.

And then I'll expect
a request for transfer.

And in the meantime,

unless you see a man
strangling a woman,

don't call for backup.

Because it ain't gonna come.

- Can you just lift your hair?
- Sure.

How's that feel?

OK.

Hello.

Ready?

- Feel anything?
- Nope.

I like attention as much
as the next girl, but...

No. It's fine.

Actually, it digs in
a little bit right here.

All right, I'll put
some tape over that.

All right.

There's a puzzle in the computer
I've got to sort out.

Let's get downtown.

All right.

Here we go.

Can you mark the 11 buildings

where the murders took place.

Now, can you make the rest
of the city disappear

and just leave the dots.

Virgo.

Stars.

Ed, there's a star missing.

Find it.
Get a star chart to scale.

Find it,
superimpose it on the map,

then we'll know
the building. Find it.

OK, now...

we got one more problem.

Which window on which floor.

You got all that
into the computer, right?

- All right, Ed.
- Yep.

I'll be right back with the stars.

Great.

Very good, Eddie.

OK.
He likes to fill in squares.

Let's fill in the murder windows.

OK, find the pattern,
find the pattern.

OK, all on the same floor.

Down one here. Yeah.

Back up to the original floor. OK.

So...

Let's make the distance
between the dots uniform.

What do you suppose it forms?

It can't be another
astrological sign.

So, what is it?

Now, what is that?

Music.

Yeah.

I feel like I'm waiting
for the other shoe to drop.

It was a nifty theory.

There's seven notes in a row.

It goes...

What's that?

- No, I just made that up.
- There's seven notes in a row.

No, no, no. Go back...

But what is that?

That, that, that, right there.

Yes.

What did you just?
Do it again.

I love,
I love my little Calendar girl

Yeah

16th floor.

We're lucky in that there's
only two single women

living on the 16th floor
with windows facing this way,

and one of them is currently
visiting Disney World.

You're getting to be a real cop, Ed.

Thank you.

This is it.

Keep going.

We'll set up in here.

All right.

One of us always watches the door.

We'll take 30-minute shifts.

lf it's the guy,
we just take note, let him go in.

lf it's the woman,
you know what to do.

Bernadette,
you take the first watch.

Ed, what's for dinner?

Nothing edible?

Prime number, Virgo
and Calendar Girl?

I can say it now.

I had my doubts.

Why don't we just
take him now?

No, no, no. Right now it's just
breaking and entering.

We've got to surprise him

in flagrante homicido.

Relax.

Listen.

We're with the police department.

I am a police lieutenant.

Lieutenant Starkey.
See?

There is a man--
a killer, a strangler

waiting right inside
your apartment door.

lf you'd gone through that door,
you'd be dead now.

Understand?

So we're gonna send
someone in, in your place,

and we're gonna catch this man.

Do you understand?

Is that all right with you?

All right.

Thanks.

Oh.

All right.
You ready, Bernadette?

Yeah.

- You scared?
- Yeah.

It's gonna be all right.

Now, listen.

You open the door.

You close the door.

You start to take off your coat.

As soon as you feel that ribbon,
you start screaming.

It'll be a piece of cake.

And what's the next
part again?

I save you.

Don't forget that part.

Now, if I close the door behind me,

how are you getting in?

Sledgehammer.

I thought you were supposed to
shoot the lock off with a gun.

I don't have a gun.

You don't?

Stop worrying.

Ed, I think it'd be best if you
don't come in the apartment.

You got it.
I'm an artist. I'll watch the woman.

Let's go.

Damn!

Jesus!

- Hang on!
- Yeah!

Oh, Nick!

Come on!

I'm coming!

Hang on!

Nick!

Oh, Nick!
Come on!

Oh! Nick!

God!

- Bernadette!
- Hurry!

Do your worst,
you dirty, murdering pig.

You all right?

I'm alive.

My name is Lieutenant
Nicholas Starkey.

You...are under arrest.

You have the right
to remain silent--

You really wanna play this out?

I had a hard time finding you,
and I'm not about to let you go.

- Call Alcoa!
- Yeah.

You have the right to
legal counsel. You...

Shit!

Hi, get me
the, uh, second precinct

please, it's an emergency.

What?

Hello, Mrs. Starkey.

Hi. Lieutenant Starkey's
not in his office.

I need to speak with him.
Do you know where he is?

Well, I really
don't know where--

Get backup.
Get the commissioner.

Get three squad cars.
Tell them to get to this address.

And tell them to get the fuck there!

Nick's going at it
with the strangler.

I thought the strangler was dead.

So did I! And get me a car.
And get me the fuck there!

Get the fuck out of my way!

Sorry, ma'am.

You'll have to excuse us.

Of course.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Hi. Where's my door?
- It's on the floor.

Grab the elevator.

How am I doing?

Yah!

Listen. Stop kicking me.
I hate that.

I told you to stop that.
You're not getting away.

Why don't you just fucking accept it?

I hate this job.

See? I told you to stop.

But no!

"All the force necessary,"
you know?

Do you hear them?

All right. That's it.

You want the fight?
All right. Come on...

You guys unload.

- Let's go.
- Up there someplace.

Boy, these fucking men.

Popoli!

What's going on?

Nick's in there with the strangler.

What about the guy we got?

It came over the radio
on the way here.

They just made the guy
we pegged for the strangler.

He got out of the loony bin
about three days ago.

He's been in there two years.

Fuck!

OK, are we rolling?

Commissioner.

Sorry, lady.
Police personnel only.

Do you know who I am?

Get down! Get down...

Come on.

Somebody call
an ambulance.

Wonder if I can get
a cup of coffee?

Preferably espresso.

Does anybody know this guy?

Who he is ain't important.

That was the problem with him.

He's nobody.

Get the photog out of here.

Let's go, come on!

Hi.

What are you doing here?

I left Frank.

You'll never change.

Go away.

You love me.

No, Christine.

I loved an idea I had
that looked like you.

Nick.

Here's the check.

Darling...

don't say I never gave you anything.

Good luck, Bernadette.

The world's either great
or wretched, isn't it?

So many people are just finished.

You think, huh?

I don't know, really.

All I know is,
I'm going home.

I quit.

-The job?
-Yes.

I'm going home.
I'm gonna mix some paint.

And I'm gonna try
and do something original.

See you.

Listen.

I want to make you dinner.

You know, in a couple of days.

Yeah?

OK.
That would be nice.

I want to make you haggis.

What's haggis?

It's a Scottish dish.

You take the stomach of a sheep...

and then you stuff it
with the sheep's lungs, liver,

and heart, some onions,
suet and oatmeal.

And then you boil the whole thing.

Well, I don't know.

Sounds a little weird.

But I'm game to try it.