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- What's going on?

What the?

Help!

- You say you left Southern High

because of student violence?

- That school, Sergeant Anderson, is out of control.

- Now, I'm sure your little girlfriend here

doesn't want to see you get all messed up,

so why don't you just pay up?

Let me go!

No!

- I didn't ask him to rape her.

- Listen to me and you hear me good.

Merely suggesting, or encouraging,

the commission of that crime makes you guilty of that crime.

Do you hear me?

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- Well, that should do it.

- I've been on some strange diets before, Mrs. Vaughn.

That tales the cake.

- Oh, there's nothing like a visual aid.

You think the class will like it, Linda?

- If it helps them pass your next quiz, they'll love it.

- 8:35, it's later than I thought.

I really appreciate you staying to help me with this.

- Oh, my parents know I'm here.

Anyway, I didn't want to leave before we were finished.

- Linda, why don't you wait?

My husband will be here any minute.

We can walk you to your car.

- Okay.

Does he pick you up every night?

- Almost.

- What's his name?

- Frank.

- Frank.

What's he like?

- Well, he just happens to be the most

handsome man in the world.

I think.

You have a boyfriend, don't you, Linda?

- Sure do.

- Well?

- Well what?

- Aren't you gonna tell me how handsome he is?

- Oh, he will be when he's older.

Right now I just say that he's cute.

- I know what you mean.

When I first met Frank, he was just that.

Cute.

And what is he now?

Frank, how long have you

been there eavesdropping?

- Oh, long enough to hear you two talk about me.

Uh-huh.

- Who's this?

- Thanks a lot.

That just happens to be a masterpiece

of biological engineering.

- Oh.

Well, it's beautiful.

- Oh, Linda, this is my husband Frank.

Frank, Linda Burke.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Ready?

- How was your day?

- Fine, for a change.

- Good.

And Connie Marquez?

Is she okay?

- I don't know.

I haven't spoken with her this week.

- Well, ladies.

I think it's time to go.

Adios, Alphons.

- Doesn't Mr. Walker ever give up?

- Don't you know that some teachers are workaholics?

- Oh, look who's talking.

- Who's there?

Hey, who is it?

What's going on?

What?

Help!

You're out of your mind!

Help!

- Mr. Walker, look.

I was hoping you could identify,

or at least give me a description,

of who did this to you last night.

- I didn't see a thing.

They knocked out the lights.

- They?

There was more than one individual?

Mr. Walker?

Sir, as far as we know there were no witnesses.

The janitor found you unconscious.

There's gotta be something you can tell me, right?

There's gotta be something.

Right, Mr. Walker?

- Had to be this Green kid.

Bobby Green and his friends.

I gave Green an F on his midterm.

He didn't like it.

- Students?

- That's their gang.

They call themselves the Death Squad.

They terrorize the whole school.

- This guy Green, is he the head honcho?

- Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Last week one of the algebra teachers was attacked.

Constance Marquez.

She couldn't take it,

so she quit.

- Mrs. Marquez, you say you left Southern High

because of student violence?

- That's right.

Student violence.

That's putting it mildly.

- Meaning what?

- Meaning I value my life.

My husband is dead.

I can't support my daughter if I'm in the hospital.

That school, Sergeant Anderson, is out of control.

Hopelessly out of control.

- Well then, what do you think is causing the trouble?

- It's not a minorities club.

They call themselves The Squad.

It's a violent criminal gang.

- Are you sure of that?

- I witnessed one of their beatings last week.

- Did you talk to the police about it?

- I went to our principal.

He refused to contact the police.

And he told me if I did, I might lose my job.

Then, I was attacked.

- Mrs. Marquez, are you talking about

your principal Louis Elliott?

- Elliott go to the police?

No.

No way.

Why?

- He's up for promotion so the school board is watching him.

That would reflect on his so-called abilities

as administrator.

- Mr. Walker, just exactly what is

going on at Southern High?

- Intimidations, threats,

beatings.

Green and his gang even have this little racket going

where they demand money from the students.

- Extortion?

- Tuition, they call it.

I tell you, it's been a living hell

for students and teachers.

- Sounds like a combat zone.

- It is.

And you can't teach in a jungle like that.

You can't even defend yourself.

- Hey, I hope you're hungry.

I got two Mega Big-Os.

- Johnny, I told you I want...

Oh, well.

I'll eat what I can.

- I'll finish what you can't.

- As usual.

- Gee, I wish we had some champagne.

Here, have some root beer.

I'm celebrating.

- You got the job at the diagnostics center.

Oh, that's wonderful.

- Isn't it?

I even get a commission if I get my friends

to bring their cars in for work.

- When do you start?

- Next Monday after school.

- Well, gee.

With all that money you'll be making,

what are you gonna get me for my birthday?

It's next week, in case you forgot.

- How about a major tuneup?

- What's the matter?

- I just lost my appetite.

- Matthews, where you been?

We've been looking all over for you.

- We were starting to get the feeling you were avoiding us.

- I owe you nothing.

- Wrong, buddy boy.

You've been late with your tuition.

- Look, Matthews, I'm trying to be a nice guy.

Now I'm sure your little girlfriend here

doesn't want to see you get all messed up.

So why don't you just pay up?

- Buzz off.

- This guy just doesn't learn, does he fellas?

Well, I guess we're just gonna have to teach you, Matthews.

- Hey, Bobby.

You hungry?

- Yeah.

As a matter of fact, I am a little hungry.

- Green, you're scum.

- How'd you like to get cut?

- Bobby, cops.

- You're lucky, Matthews.

I'll be looking for you in school tomorrow.

- Punks.

- Okay, hotshots.

You got what you wanted.

The department okayed your plans

and the superintendent of schools

is making all the arrangements.

Well, that's more like it.

- And nobody at the school knows anything, right?

- Except for Walker.

He'll be working with us.

- And the chief went along with your idea about Walker.

You'll be his substitute.

Use the name Colleran.

Phil Colleran.

- Got ya.

- And Pepper, you will go undercover

as an assistant school nurse.

- All right.

- Use the name Evelyn Gordon.

- Right.

- You know, we already got a good idea

who the troublemakers are.

- Yes, and Joseph and I will be with Walker

so we can sort of keep an eye on him.

- Bill, let me remind you of something.

Mr. Walker teaches current events.

And I suggest that you brush up on your current events.

- If I get too smart, I might make captain.

- Pepper?

- I know.

Brush up on BAND-AIDs.

- Right.

- Oh, George.

You wouldn't believe.

I saw Midge Bellamy at the club this afternoon.

Oh, that'll be all.

Thank you.

She and Martin want us over Tuesday evening for cocktails.

It's sort of a bon voyage party for us.

- What time?

- Oh, sevenish, I think.

- I'll try to meet you there later, if I can.

- Oh, you'll try.

Well, thanks.

- I'll try, Helen.

I said I'll try.

Now, didn't I?

- Oh, really.

I am so tired of meeting you places.

Can't you get away from that office like normal people do?

Why can't we ever go anywhere together?

Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is

for me to have to tell people

how George will be along any minute?

He's working hard on a divorce case,

but he'll be right along.

God, people think you're having an affair or something.

- And what do you think, Helen?

- I simply think you're working too hard.

- Of course I work too hard.

I have to work hard.

Do you have any idea how much money this family spends?

Next week you and I are flying off to Hawaii

for the sixth time.

Do you know what it's costing me just so you

can tell your friends at that club

that you've been to Hawaii six times?

- Please, not in front of Bobby, George.

How much will it cost, Dad?

- More than it cost me for that van of yours,

I'll tell you that.

And speaking of that van.

Remember that quadraphonic setup that you wanted?

Mm-hmm.

- Well, forget it.

Anybody who makes an F in civics doesn't deserve one.

And turn that thing off.

- George!

- I've warned him about his grades.

Never watches a news program.

Civics, mind you.

Hell, all he has to do is pick up a newspaper

once in a while.

Even your mother reads the newspaper.

Don't you, dear?

- Well, yes.

Certain sections.

Where are you going?

- Out where it's quiet and peaceful.

- Oh, George.

I forgot to tell you.

I found some luggage for you in town today.

It practically matches mine.

- Hey, where's your boyfriend?

I haven't seen him yet today.

- Well, he owes me a little money, Linda.

And right now I want to know where he is.

So I'm gonna ask you just once again.

- Take your scummy hands off her or I'll break your neck.

- Matthews.

Well, what do you know?

Hey, fellas.

Look who showed to pay up.

- Daddy give you your allowance today, Johnny.

- Let go of her, Green, or you're gonna be sorry.

I said hands off!

- Or else?

- Maybe he'll call the cops.

- Maybe.

Maybe not.

But if he ever does, his pretty little girlfriend here

might not be so pretty anymore.

Here, okay?

Now, back to business.

I really think everything would be better all around

if we just settled out little debt.

Don't you, Matthews?

- Eat it, Green.

- No, I really don't think you'll have

any problems, Mr. Colleran.

Everything you have to know about Mr. Walker's class

is contained in a memo which is on his desk.

The assignments, the examinations, the textbook chapters.

It's all there.

- I'm sure I won't have any problems, Mr. Elliott.

That's good.

Now, there's just one more thing.

- Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Elliott.

I didn't know you had someone here.

- No, no, no, no, no, no.

Come in, Ms. Gordon.

I want you to hear this, too.

Ms. Gordon, this is Mr. Colleran,

our substitute civics teacher.

He'll be filling in for Mr. Walker.

Mr. Colleran, this is Evelyn Gordon, our new nurse.

- How do you do? - How do you do?

You're new too, huh?

- Started today.

- How about that?

- Sit down, sit down.

What I want to say to both of you is this.

I expect a lot from my faculty and from my staff.

I expect you to handle any problems

from your students yourselves.

Remember, this is a public school.

It's not a counseling service.

This is not a therapy clinic.

- And if a situation should get out of hand?

- Just bring 'em to me.

I'll handle it personally.

- What disciplinary steps can be taken?

- I think that pretty much depends on the student.

Now the important thing to remember is that

any problems at Southern High are handled at Southern High.

We don't want any outside interference.

It would only complicate what we're

trying to accomplish here.

- And that is?

- To educate the students as quickly,

and as efficiently, as possible.

Now we take a practical approach.

Realize that we cannot teach all the students.

We merely provide them with an opportunity to learn.

And if they don't take advantage of that opportunity,

then we give them passing grades

until they either quit or graduate.

Is that clear?

- I know you won't tell me what really happened,

but please don't bother yourself.

I won't ask anymore.

- I couldn't stop them.

I couldn't do anything.

- Of course you couldn't, honey.

Your boy here couldn't stop 'em.

I'd hardly expect you to be able to.

- Will he be all right?

- He'll be fine.

But I'd feel much better if you take him

to the hospital and have X-rays.

- Oh, no.

No hospitals.

- All right.

When you get home, before you go to bed,

soak in a hot tub of water, you hear?

Okay, now go.

- Thanks.

- If you two need somebody to talk to,

you know where to find me.

Okay.

- Those kids.

- What happened to him?

- What you just saw happen is an everyday occurrence.

- And I was just gonna tell you how much

I look forward to being here.

- You will, if you don't mind

treating battlefield casualties.

What some advice?

Get a job at a doctor's office or a hospital.

- You mean, it's become that bad?

- Oh, it's worse.

Honey, this school is a no-man's land.

That gang.

- The Squad?

- It seems somebody's warned you already.

- Oh, well.

You know how you hear things.

- It's more than hearing things.

That boy that was just in here, the gang did it to him.

He won't admit it, he's too terrified.

Everybody's terrified of him.

School property disappears as fast as we can get it in.

Teachers beaten and threatened with guns and knives.

Some students, I hear,

pay for the privilege of attending school.

- What?

- Yeah.

Some refuse.

Last week I had to send a boy to the hospital.

- What kind of kids belong to this gang?

- Oh, empty kids.

Mainly well-to-do rich families.

Kids with nothing except money.

- Okay, you wanna take your seats, please?

Take your seats, please.

Give me your attention.

You can see my name is Colleran.

I'm going to be substituting for Mr. Walker

until he's able to get back.

Hey, Red.

Red.

You want to save that for the athletic field?

Take a seat.

Right now I want you to take out your

current event exams from last Friday.

Mr. Walker wants us to go through his questions one by one.

Okay, let's see.

Question number one.

How many years has Cuba been under

a communist form of government?

When was their revolution?

Lady in the second row.

You, Kathy.

- 18 years and Cuba was taken over

by the communists in 1959.

- That's exactly right.

Question number two.

- There he is.

- You're late.

- So?

- Right on time for him.

- Hey, knock it off, fool.

- Did you bring a tardy excuse?

- For what?

- Because you're late and you've interrupted the class.

- Yeah, I heard.

On Cuba.

- What is your name?

- Alice Cooper.

- Mr. Green.

As I said, Mr. Green.

Do you have a tardy excuse?

- I stepped on a banana peel.

- Mr. Green's a lot of laughs, isn't he?

Would you do me a favor and save that routine

till after class?

We're going over last Friday's exam

if you'd like to join us.

- Not particularly.

- Question number two.

Describe the Panama Canal.

- It's a nice way to get from one ocean to the other.

- That's very clever, Mr. Green.

Mind raising your hand the next time?

- Hey, why don't you just get off my back?

- Why don't I what?

- I said get off my back.

Look, you better be careful, turkey,

or you might end up like.

- Yeah?

I might end up like who?

Let me tell you something.

I see that you and I are not gonna be the best of friends,

so you just stay out of my way

and maybe I won't have to mash you and smear you

all over the wall.

Yeah.

Question number two.

- Oh.

- Excuse me, I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry, too.

Hello, I'm the new assistant nurse Evelyn Gordon.

- Ms. Gordon.

- I know what happened to you.

I thought maybe you'd like to talk about it.

- You said you were new here?

- I started today.

- No, there's nothing to talk about.

- Okay.

I only asked because I thought maybe

there was something I could do.

- There's nothing anybody can do.

You'll have to excuse me, Ms. Gordon.

I'm late for class.

- Beverly Quill.

Charles Brody.

John Brewer.

Andrew Coleman.

That's it.

- Mrs. Vaughn, can I talk with you a minute?

All right.

What about?

- What's this?

- You failed the assignment, Phyllis.

- You can't fail me.

- You didn't even try to do the assignment correctly,

if at all.

The grade is fair.

- It's not fair.

- All right, I'll tell you what.

If you can turn this in to me tomorrow morning

correct and complete, I won't penalize you.

- Forget it.

I'm not doing the assignment again.

Look, I just want another grade now.

- I'm sorry.

No.

- Mrs. Vaughn, see, this grade

is a grade that I need to graduate.

My parents are planning on buying me

this really nice car, too.

You don't want to screw all that up.

Please?

- If you don't graduate, Phyllis,

it will be your fault, not mine.

Now if you want a better grade,

you are going to have to do the assignment

over again and that's final.

- Okay, look.

You know what you can do with your

stinking assignment anyway.

But when a certain person finds out about this

I think you're gonna be sorry.

Oh, I think you're gonna be damn sorry, Mrs. Vaughn.

Mrs. Vaughn, this is a D.

I want an A.

- You must be mad.

- What a trip.

Right then I thought you were going to say

not even if my life depended on it.

- Get out.

Go!

Get out of here.

Are you all right?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

You sure?

- Didn't I almost mow you down in the hallway?

- Yep, I'm the one.

- I'm sorry.

I was late for class.

I teach health.

I'm Karen Vaughn.

- Evelyn Gordon.

I'm the new assistant nurse.

Sure you're all right?

- I don't know anymore.

I just don't know anymore.

I feel so disgusted and afraid.

- Afraid of what?

- Last period, one of my students,

she didn't like the grade I gave her.

I failed her.

She threatened me.

I was afraid, so I changed the grade to a D

and do you know what she wanted?

An A.

I mean, she demanded it.

But no way.

I mean, she can threaten me all she wants,

but I'm not gonna bend that far.

- I don't understand.

How can a student intimidate a teacher like.

How can she threaten you?

- You're new here.

You don't know.

She's in with that gang.

They're called The Squad.

They're capable of anything.

I mean, anything.

Oh, please, Evelyn.

My husband's coming to meet me.

If he sees that I'm upset he'll create a scene.

He's very protective and sometimes he overreacts.

- Of course.

Karen, that student.

What's her name?

- Phyllis Baxter.

- Hi, hon.

Hi.

- Ready to go home?

- Yeah, I'm ready.

Oh, Frank, this is Evelyn.

Hi.

- Hello.

- Frank's one of the football coaches at River High.

- Yeah, sorry I'm late, hon.

Practice ran a little long.

- Oh, that's okay.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Right.

- Nice meeting you.

- Oh, you, too.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Hey, tiger.

What's wrong?

Oh, come on.

Something's wrong.

- I just have a slight headache.

It was a hard day and it isn't over yet.

I'm sorry, honey.

I've gotta come back to school

and finish up some work tonight.

- Hey, there's a nice looking van.

I was going to get a van like that myself once.

- Hey, that's him.

That's Green.

The two guys with the girl are Gaines and Evans.

Who's the lovely looking little lady?

- That's Green's girlfriend.

She was in my class once.

Impossible.

- Well, she's sure riled up about something.

Pretty colorful private lives for punks.

- You gentlemen want a cup of coffee?

- You make it?

- Yep.

- Not for me.

- How about you, Mr. Walker?

- Uh, no.

No thanks.

- Well, we have professor and Florence Nightingale.

- Is that fresh coffee?

- I think so.

- No.

How are you feeling?

- A little better, thanks.

- Good.

- How'd you make out today?

- Listen, you've got some real winners in that civics class.

- Oh, I told you.

- Well, here's the goods on our character.

That Green looks like a real character.

- Oh, he's a sweetheart, let me tell you.

- School nurse confirmed their extortion racket, all right.

All the victims fall into her office

every time they don't pay up.

- Well, all three have been busted on GTA,

battery, and burglary.

- And placed on probation each time.

- So what else is new?

- You know something?

Now that's coffee.

- The boss likes it.

Let me go!

Let me go!

No!

- Coming.

Good morning.

- How come you're not dressed?

- I am dressed.

All I gotta do is change.

How come you're so early?

- Because Mr. Elliott wouldn't like his teachers to be late.

- Oh, come on.

Have a cup of coffee or an apple, teach.

I'll be just a minute or so.

- An apple.

Did you ever take an apple to the teacher

when you were a kid?

- No.

We didn't have enough for ourselves.

- I did.

When I was in the seventh grade.

I had this teacher, Mary Elizabeth Zimmerman.

A knockout.

- Figures.

- We had this tree in the backyard, a McIntosh.

- And you took her one?

- No, I took her a bagful.

I mean, two dozen.

She took 'em home that night and she made apple pies.

Next morning she brought me one.

I ate the whole thing.

- You ate the whole thing?

- Got sick as a dog.

I can't stand apple pies.

- Will you get that and I'll hurry?

- Yeah?

Yeah, Pete.

What's up?

Okay.

That was Pete.

What'd he want?

- Teacher named Karen Vaughn was kidnapped

and raped last night.

She's at Ramparts Hospital.

- Hey.

- Hey, what happened to you, Matthews?

- Get hit by a car?

- Or a van?

- Well, how about your tuition.

You got it?

- This chump owes us for the past three weeks.

- No kidding?

Well, hand it over, deadbeat.

- Green, I told you.

Eat it.

Someday you're gonna get yours, Green.

- Hey, I already got mine, dummy.

- Hey, don't go in there.

She's still unconscious.

Say, don't I know you?

- Yes.

We met at the school.

- Oh, yes.

Evelyn?

- Except it isn't Evelyn.

It's Anderson.

I'm Sergeant Anderson.

- You're a cop?

- We have an undercover operation at the school.

We're trying to end that gang violence.

- You're too late.

- Look, I'm sorry about what happened.

- If you're a cop, why don't you do your job?

Why don't you find who did that to my wife and lock them up?

- Frank, will you sit down?

I need to ask you a few questions first.

What do you know about what happened last night?

- She said she'd have to work late.

For me not to bother picking her up.

Then, she called from a payphone about one this morning.

She told me what happened.

I picked her up and called the police.

I want to know what's going to be done about this.

- Frank, was Karen able to identify anybody?

- What are you gonna do, huh?

Lock 'em up for three days?

Send them to a shrink?

What's the court going to do?

Even if they're convicted,

they'll probably never see a jail.

They'll be right back out on the streets

free to do it all over again.

If you don't mind, I'd like to be with my wife.

- What is the meaning of infiltrating my school

carrying on like the CIA?

Without my approval or consent.

- Would you have given your consent, Mr. Elliott?

I think you'd have tried to stop us.

- It is my job to maintain order on this campus.

I don't need any help from outsiders.

- Elliott, if you'd have been doing your job

instead of looking for a better one,

the police wouldn't have had to be here in the first place.

- We think someone in this school raped Karen Vaughn.

Probably a student.

- What?

That's ridiculous.

- Her car was left in the parking lot.

- Karen Vaughn worked late.

It could've been anybody.

- Why are you fighting us, Mr. Elliott?

- I'm not fighting you, Sergeant.

I just don't see any need to make a big thing out of this.

- What you mean is you don't want the publicity.

- No, that's not it at all.

- That's exactly it, Mr. Elliott.

You're afraid of the bad publicity

even at the expense of people's lives.

- Mr. Lawson, about what time did you see Karen Vaughn

leave the school building?

- Oh, it was about 11 o'clock, I'd say.

- Was she alone?

- Yeah, she was alone as far as I know.

She said goodnight and out the door.

- Did you see her again?

- No.

No, that was it.

But I did hear some kind of a truck or something.

- A truck?

Did you see it at all?

- No, no.

I just heard it.

As a matter of fact, it was shortly after she left

that I heard it zoom away.

- Man, you did it this time, Bobby.

You really did it.

I think maybe we should just call the whole thing quits.

- Hey, you're the one.

It was your idea to teach her a lesson.

- Yeah, teach her a lesson, not to rape her.

What kind of moron are you?

- Look, baby.

Next time you get an F, don't come crying to me.

- Fine.

You know, this whole thing is bugging me.

There's cops nosing around here

and they're asking questions.

Bobby, they're gonna find you.

They're gonna find you.

I know it.

- Shut up, you make me sick.

- Yeah, well I feel pretty sick.

Did you have a good time, Bobby?

Did you enjoy yourself?

- Enjoy what?

What are you talking about?

- What do you think I'm talking about?

- Hey, knock it off, Phyllis.

I'm telling ya.

- Tell me.

You're the one who did it, aren't you?

- You kidding?

It was Bill and Ralph.

I only drove the van.

What, do you think I'm crazy?

- No, no.

I think you're a liar.

That's what I think.

- Who cares what you think anyway.

You're nothing but a dumb slut anyway.

- Fine.

That's the way you feel about it.

I'm gonna go to the police.

- End of discussion, baby.

- Well, I don't know about this, Crowley.

- You should know.

You're the principal.

- We're not supposed to open lockers

without a legitimate reason.

- Elliott, you want me to start

numbering the reasons for you?

- School administrators have the right to inspect lockers

for the protection of other students.

It's perfectly legal.

- It's true.

Would you mind opening it, please?

Jackpot.

- It's kind of hard to call you sergeant.

I was just getting used to Evelyn.

It's really Pepper.

- Okay, Pepper.

What can I do for you?

- We know that one of the students

threatened Karen Vaughn.

- Of course.

- Did you ever run across a Phyllis Baxter?

- Did I?

She spends half her time sitting in the principal's office.

The other half ditching classes.

- Would you say she's capable of carrying out

a serious threat?

- Phyllis?

I don't know.

But her boyfriend Bobby Green, he certainly is.

- You understand your rights as I've explained them to you?

Do you want to talk to us without an attorney present?

- I didn't do anything.

Therefore, I don't need an attorney.

I didn't do anything, Mr. Elliott.

- Phyllis, you threatened Mrs. Vaughn

and a few hours later she was raped.

- So?

- So we think it may have been the result of your threat.

- Well, that's crazy.

Look, just because the woman gives me an F on my assignment,

I'm sure I'm going to arrange to have her raped.

Sure bet.

Really terrific, you guys.

- Nobody said you arranged it.

Maybe someone you know wanted to teach her a lesson for you.

Got a little carried away.

- Someone I know?

- Yeah.

- Like who?

- Like Bobby Green.

- What a jerk.

- He's your boyfriend.

At least that's the impression everybody seems to have.

- Yeah, well that impression is history.

See, he was.

Big deal.

What him and his friends do is their business, not mine.

I don't know anything.

- I think you do, Phyllis,

and I want you to tell me right now.

Right now!

- I'm not afraid of you.

- Listen to me and you hear me good.

You don't have to directly commit a crime.

You don't even have to be there.

Merely suggesting, or encouraging,

the commission of that crime makes you guilty of that crime.

Do you hear me?

- I hear you.

I hear you.

See, I don't understand all this talk at all.

- Then maybe you can understand this, Phyllis.

If you have basic knowledge of a crime

and you aid, or conceal,

the person who committed that crime,

then that makes you an accessory, Phyllis.

You understand that?

An accessory?

- I understand that.

I didn't ask him to rape her.

- You just wanted her roughed up a little, right?

- A little.

Bobby didn't do it.

Bill and Ralph did it.

Bobby was driving the van.

He told me that.

He told me that.

- Hey, come on, you guys.

- Hey, how do you know they had Phyllis in Elliott's office?

- I just know.

- Phyllis was really hot about you and Mrs. Vaughn, Bobby.

- She's a mess.

Let's cut it out, all right?

Want some coke?

- Where'd you score that at?

- Larry Shultz couldn't come up with his tuition,

so I grabbed this instead of payment.

- All right.

- Where'd he get it?

- Ripped it off from his old man.

- Where's Phyllis anyway?

- Hey, how come you keep asking about Phyllis, man?

- He's got a thing for her.

Don't you know what I mean?

- You can have her.

She's all burned out on me.

- Where do you think she is?

- Um.

Well, she freaked out, all right?

Maybe she jumped off a cliff.

- You know, this stuff is really piling up around here, man.

It's great that you live in a guest house,

but don't your parents ever come back here?

- My parents?

You know how long it's been since they've even

been in the backyard?

If they ever came out, they'd probably fall in the pool.

- Yeah, but still, Bobby.

- All right.

If it'll make you feel better,

when my parents split for Hawaii,

we'll move some of this stuff out.

All right?

- Sure.

- All right.

- Hold it right there.

- What do you want?

- You three creeps got my wife into that van.

Slapped her around until she was practically unconscious

and one of you raped her.

Now I want to know which one or I'll kill all three of you.

- You're full of.

- He means it, Bobby!

- You bet I mean it, punk.

- What if we won't tell you who.

- Bobby!

- Shut up!

- If the one I want speaks up,

the other two don't have to die.

Now what about it, huh?

Hey, it's all the same to me.

Two for one, a real bargain.

- Tell him, Bobby, you're the one.

Why should Billy and I have to die?

- Well done, Billy boy.

Well done.

So you thought you'd avenge the little woman, eh, big man?

Well, too bad.

However, it'll be a noble way to die.

Now, get over with him, traitor.

Move it!

Bobby.

- Well, what now?

- Well, what do you think, Billy boy?

- Him too?

You got it, friend.

- How?

- We'll drive to the desert.

That's where we can lose the bodies.

Now pick him up and get him into the van.

You too.

Billy, drive.

You, in with him.

In!

- Cops!

- Hold it!

Come out with your hands on top of your head.

- Pete, go!

Get 'em around the back!

Get 'em up, get 'em up.

Let's go.

Get up.

Go on, spread 'em.

We'll take this turkey with us.

Joe and Pete will take those other punks

in the black and white.

Okay, Sergeant.

Move away from him.

- Frank, put that gun down.

I said step aside.

- Put the gun down, Frank.

- Step aside, Sergeant, because I'm gonna kill this freak.

- No, you're not gonna kill anybody.

Now, put the gun down.

- Get out of the way or I'll kill you, too.

- You fire that, Frank, and I'll be forced to kill you.

Now don't put me in that position.

- You know what he did to my wife.

- We all know what he did to your wife, Frank.

But killing this creep is not gonna help anything.

Now, give me the gun.

- Killing him will prevent him from

doing it again to someone else.

If I turn him over to you, what will you do?

- Frank, put it down.

You're one step closer to ruining

the rest of your life and Karen's.

Now rape is bad enough, but murder for God's sake.

Put it down.

- Give me the gun, Frank.

Come on, give it to me.

Anybody home?

What a surprise.

- Hi.

- Hello.

- Visiting hours over?

- We sneaked in.

- She's got connections with the nurses now.

We just had a minute.

We thought we'd stop by and say hello.

- Thank you.

The roses, they're beautiful.

- How are you feeling?

- She's feeling well enough to go home tomorrow.

Aw, that's great.

Terrific.

- Going back to work soon?

- Maybe.

After a little rest.

I don't know.

- Listen, we better go.

- Yeah, we're gonna be late.

- I owe you two an apology.

I should've told you.

Karen recognized the voices

while they thought she was unconscious.

I know it was wrong.

I should've left the police work to the pros.

- You take care.

- See you.

- Why didn't he tell us what he knew?

I mean, I don't.

What is it with you men?

You always want to be heroes.

- Oh, that's basic instinct, Pepper.

See, that goes back to the caveman days.

If a guy wanted something, he just went out and got it.

You know, if he wanted a woman,

he went out and grabbed one by the hair

and dragged her home.

- What are you trying to say?

- I'd like to take you to dinner.

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