All language subtitles for Los Criminales

- Great!
- I love it! Beautiful!

I like it. Move over there.

Lose the cigarette.

-Cigarette?
-Yeah, lose the cigarette.

All right.

Mr. Hanover could you please
count to three,

so I'm ready when you take
the next picture?

David, call me David.

You're scaring me.

-I need that look.
-What look?

That look!

Great!
That's it, wonderful.

Now, lose the sheet, Colleen.

Lose the sheet. Lose
the sheet! Lose the sheet!

Great, that's wonderful.

That's it, great. Hold it.
That's it.

Beautiful! Now, put your
hand over your head.

I can't. Can we do it
another way, please?

Don't be such a little girl,
put your hand over your head.

Beautiful! Wonderful! Great!

Fabulous! Great! That's it!

Beautiful! Beautiful! Great!

That's great!
That's it! Beautiful!

Oh, yes!

That's great!

Wonderful!

That's exactly
what I wanted. Beautiful.

You were wonderful.

You were great.
You look great, honestly.

You were great.

Want to see how hard
I make you?

I've got a nice mouth
for you, honey.

Forty bucks, honey, 40 bucks.

Anything
you want, baby.

I've got something down here,
for you, honey.

Hi!

- Oh, shit.
- Oh, damn.

-Come on,
let's get out of here.
-Shit.

Move over. Come on.
I'm getting out.

-You having a good night?
-I'm not...

Hey, come on let me see.

Let me see it. Give me that.

What, you
got to be kidding.

- That's all you got?
Hey, didn't you're
mama teach you some manners?

Yeah, see man, we ain't
got shit, so why don't
you just leave us alone?

Looks like we're gonna have
to work something out.

-Come on. Let's go, come on.
-Hey, you're gonna to pay me
money for this, or what?

Move it!

Get around here.
What the fuck
are you doing?

- Come on, honey.
- What are you...

- Shut up!
- Ow!

Go on.

Uh-oh. We've got company.

Can't handle all of them.

Where are you?
We're around
the back.

Get down, where you belong.

- Shit, he's pulling on
the fucking wire, let's go!

Wait! We don't have
enough on tape yet.

Hey!

What do you think you're...
What are you doing?

Oh...
You're hurting me.

Swallow me, honey.

Come on, we got him.

Police! Police!

Don't move!

Police! Police!
You're under arrest!

-You okay?
-Yeah, yeah. You?

Yeah.

-Who the fuck are you?
-District Attorney, asshole!

You piece of shit!

Shit! You a cop too?

Yeah, ain't justice a bitch?

Miss Greenway, what do you
want me to do with the others?

-Arrest them.
-For what?

Aiding and abetting.

Let's go, now!

Yo, Dana!

-What took you so long?
-The wire went out.

I wanted to get him
on a felony and I needed
it on tape.

Wait! Wait! Wait!
Wait a minute!

The wire went out, so
you fucking waited?

You really are a piece
of work, you know that?

-Can we talk about this later?
-When do you want
to talk about it?

That was my ass on the line
back there, not yours!

A conviction is more
important to you
than anything, isn't it?

That's not true,
you're important to me.

Shit!

Charnoff wants to know
what you want to about Bailey.

Tell Charnoff
where he can shove it.

Simmons is up for parole
in three weeks.

No way Simmons gets parole.

We go for a stop.

-Tuesday you've got
the reception at the Swan...
-Feel the chill!

I don't think I'm going to
win "Miss Popularity"
this year.

I'd still vote for you.

-Miss Greenway,
he wants to see you.
-Later.

He said right now.

-Yeah?
-I got a call from
the commissioner.

We have to make
a deal on all the cops
except for Riggs.

Two of the cops never
got out of the patrol car,

and you can't prove that
the third one knew
what was going on.

Yes I can.
I have it on tape.

This goes beyond
Internal Affairs, Stanton.

-Those cops broke the law.
-They're putting pressure
on me to censor you.

For what? Doing my job?

For going out on these busts.

Nobody else in the department
does it. It's not your job.
Its police work.

I get fifty per cent
more convictions,
when I'm at the arrest.

It's pissing people off and...

Well, your double
standard is pissing me off!

The police said they didn't
know who he was, so there
was nothing they could do.

Colleen, did he force you
to pose for him?

No. He said the pictures
were for Vogue magazine.

Well, did you let him know
that you didn't want
to pose nude?

Yes, I said I didn't want to,
but he scared me.

He made me wear this sheet,
which was all right.

And then he ripped it off
and I was just
standing there naked.

Colleen, you seem sure that
you had sex with this guy
against your will.

If he'd been the real
David Hanover,
would everything be all right?

I don't know.

When did you realize
he wasn't?

I called the number on
his business card
after he left.

I understand how you feel
if that's any consolation.

But impersonating someone
for sexual gain is not
against the law.

I'm really sorry.

The David Hanover?

-You know my work?
-Who doesn't?

I think you'd make
a wonderful subject.

Will you pose for me?

Let's have a look
at these.

This isn't working out.
I don't know who I'm kidding.

Look, I'm sorry.
Give me a chance.
I've never done this before.

-That's pretty obvious.
-I don't know what you want.

I want you, Hannah.

I don't want you acting
like a model.

-Just tell me what to do.
-Okay.

-You trust me?
-Yeah.

Well, okay.

Now, you're tall. I'm tall.
We have a tendency to stoop.

I want you to stop stooping.

Okay? Open up those
shoulders, at least.

That's it! Look. Great.

Open up some more.
That's more like it.
Now we're talking.

That's it!
Give me that smile. Great!

Great! I like it!
That's more like it.

-You got it.
-You're scaring me!

You're scaring yourself.

-Please, stop pushing me!
-Great! Wonderful.

-Wait!
-That's the one. Almost there.

- That's it, God,
you're beautiful.

Beautiful, beautiful.

Maria!

-I know I'm a selfish,
cruel, heartless...
-Inconsiderate.

-Inconsiderate bitch.
-Mmm-hmm.

But it's so you have
someone to criticize.

I do it to make you look good.

-Maria, you're my best friend.
-I'm you're only friend.

So you'd be the last
person I'd want to hurt.

Please forgive me,
I'm really sorry.

-Please?
-Okay.

Next time, you be the hooker
and I'll stay in the van.

-What is this?
-Your first boxing lesson.

Look, you can't be afraid
of getting hit.

'Cause if you are,
you're going
to restrict yourself.

Boxing is like
a primitive dance.

And like every dance,
it's about timing.

Sorry, I wasn't ready.

You have to get inside
your opponents mind and know
what he's going to do,

a split second before
he executes.

Now, whether you're on
the offense or the defense.

Get him to go for your feints.

That way you stay in control
of the flow in the ring.

Got to be like a cobra,
you got to be in and out

and mesmerize your opponent.

-Hypnotize him
and then make your move.
-Okay.

It's a choreography
of arm movement.

One, two,
get your arm straight,

-get the other up.
-Uh-huh.

- Close, let your arms go...
- Johnny, phone!

-Okay, rest.
-Okay. Okay.

Is there anything
else you'd like?

Some chocolate croissants?

Stuffed animal?

Something illegal?
Magic Fingers?

-Champagne, perhaps?
-Mmm. Champagne.

Champagne it is.
Where's your nearest store?

-About half a mile
down the road.
-Right.

Here, take my car.

Okay.

Hurry back.

What do you reckon, George?

Twenty-five hundred.

You'll get four for it.

You must have shit for brains,
I said twenty-five hundred.

-All right, it's a deal.
-You got papers?

-Have I ever
let you down before?
-Shit.

Anne, you're charging him with
sexual assault,

did you let
him know you didn't want
to have sex with him?

Well, no, not really.

At first he made me feel...

Special. Beautiful.

Then when he stripped me,
I felt so humiliated,

that when he started
to comfort me,

it all just sort of happened.

-So you consented.
-No,

I felt like I had no will,
no consent to give.

Why did you go to the police?

I realized I'd been fooled
when he didn't
come back with my car.

-He stole your car?
-Well, no, I gave him
the keys.

-But, you expected him
to bring it back?
-Yes.

-Right, so he stole your car.
-Yes.

Good, that's theft
by deception.

We can use that.

You willing to go
the distance with this thing?

That's it.
Complete brief sheet.

It's 12:15 midnight, you know?

Victims in towns
all over South Georgia.

Secretaries,
waitresses, clerks.

He knows exactly who to pick.
Women who won't fight back.

Hmm. This joker's shit
as a photographer
compared to the real guy.

He's damn sure got something
going on with these women.

-Look at them.
-I saw all the Polaroids.

No, I mean look at the women.

They're enjoying the hell
out of themselves.

Look at this face.

There's more going on here
than a simple con.

Some kind of...
I don't know, mutual fantasy.

Can't you see it?

Hmm. Damn straight
you can see it.

It's getting worse.
Look at the pattern, Maria.

He keeps building to violence.

-Dana?
-I'm in the tub.
I'll be out in a minute.

Are you
still mad at me?

Yeah.

Is there anything I can
do to make it up to you?

Will you get me a towel?

Thanks.

Is this the photographer
case you were
telling me about?

Yeah.

This guy's been for
the last couple of years
collecting victims.

Secretaries,
waitresses, housewives.

Dozens of rape
and assault charges,

all dropped afterwards.

Sounds like there's
no clear-cut sexual assault.

It's a tough case to win.

It's a gray area,
like date rape.

I could set a legal precedent.

Yeah, but it's not your job
to write the laws.

It's your job to uphold them.

Do you always have
to be so patronizing.

You know
I'll help you if I can.

It pays to be creative
in a case like this.

When I was a DA in Boston,

I had a case where
this ball player
raped a nurse.

Jury was deadlocked because
there was no evidence
of a struggle.

I managed to get a re-trail,

but the only new evidence
that I introduced
was the fact that

he rubbed himself
all over with her
little white nurse's uniform.

Point being?

Point being, that the jury
was more offended

by his perversity
than his brutality.

Maybe what you need
in this case is not

clear cut evidence
of rape but...

Proof of perversity.

Mmm...

Why don't you just leave
if you're worried
about the time?

Please Dana, don't start.

I mean, really Stanton,
why don't you just think
of a better lie

or tell her the truth
for a change.

You know I can't.
You know why I can't.

We've been through this
a hundred times.

Maybe it'd be better
if I left.

He took off my clothes

and he made me get
down on all fours.

He blindfolded me and
led me out to the garden.

He asked me to say,

well, swear words.

Like what?

Pussy, cock.

He picked me, right away.

Somehow, he knew that
I wanted to be...

I don't know, taken.

And, then he took
my clothes off,

so he could look at me. Naked.

He started licking
me up my back and...

He kept
whispering to me to be loud,

not to hold it in.

I started crying because
I thought I looked
fat and ugly, but...

I started screaming
and I couldn't stop.

Why would you let him
put you in that kind
of situation?

He kept just kept telling
me how beautiful my body was.

Haven't you ever had
a secret fantasy?

I need you to press
charges on this guy.

File a complaint.

File assault charges
so we can prosecute.

I don't want to.

Oh, God.

Hello, Hannah?

Could you give the phone to
the woman who just sat at the
bar with the pink dress on?

Thank you.

Hello.

This just came
in from Savannah.

According to the police
report, the guy that's been
impersonating Hanover

picked her up at a club.
She left her girlfriend there

who she was having drinks
with and went off with him.

This is how they found her.
She's still unconscious.

But it doesn't fit. A guy
who scams 20 women doesn't
usually beat up the 21st.

Patrick!

Patrick, book me the next
flight to Savannah.

Right away.

Savannah Police Department
isn't going to take
too kindly to interference.

Those good old boys,
the least they can do

is show me a little
professional courtesy.

She said "No, honey.
I'd taken her hammock
down last week."

Can we help you, Miss?

I'm Dana Greenway.
I'm looking for Chief Ellis.

-You've found him.
-We've been expecting you.

-Nice to meet you.
-Same here.

What can we do for you?

How soon can you get
me a status report on
the woman in the hospital?

-Kelly Andrews?
-Here's the file.

Here's the evidence
we found at the apartment.

-Great.
-Did you get any prints?

We checked the apartment,

but there's a whole
lot of prints there we
can't get an ID on.

In any case, there's not
a lot more we can do,

until the victim
becomes conscious.

Look...

If you can assign me
a policewoman, I would...

Officer Tully has already been
assigned to the case.

Well, maybe
I can do it in drag.

You always want to
do it in drag, Tully.

Look, this isn't funny.

This isn't funny. A woman
is in critical condition.

-You should do something.
-Have you checked
the local photo labs?

Miss Greenway,
I do not know what you
do up there in Hotlanta,

but down here we go one
step at a time.

Now, if we hear anything
at all, you'll be
the first to know.

I hope I am.

Thanks very much.

-What's your drink, honey?
-What are they drinking?

Slammers.

I'll have one of those.

I am looking for a man.

Six feet tall, dark hair,
blue eyes, maybe
carrying a camera bag?

-Are you a cop?
-No.

Well, honey, it seems like
we all are looking
for the same guy.

But one thing's true
about this town,

whatever you're looking for,
you'll find it here.

Are you a photographer?

I guess you could call
me an amateur.

-What do you do?
-I'm a school teacher.

Could have fooled me.

You look more like a...
I don't know.

Interior designer, architect,

politician, lawyer.

Did I get warmer?

Dennis, who is this woman?

Dennis, answer me.

-There's nothing
going on here.
-Dennis!

Hi, can I help you?

-Do you have pictures
for David Hanover?
-Yes.

Oh, they're not printed yet.

I'm the District Attorney
from Atlanta.

I need you to print
them up immediately.

All right.

Hi, Kim.
Is the stuff ready?

Yes, Mr. Hanover.

-That will be $8.90, sir.
-"Sir" now, is it?

Excuse me.
The saleslady said this
might belong to you.

It was mixed in with mine.

Thanks.

That's pretty wild.
Is she a friend of yours?

-How did you get her
to pose like that?
-I'm a photographer.

-That's what I do.
-Oh, I love photography.

I'm always taking pictures
of my students.

I should introduce myself.
I'm Dolores Wilson.

-I'm a teacher,
here on vacation.
-David Hanover.

-I've heard of you.
-That's interesting.

I'm fascinated by
the Holy Ghost.

Or is it just a
fashion statement?

Listen, I'm going to have
dinner, get something to eat.

Want to join me?

-Sure, okay.
-Great.

Did you go to
Catholic school?

Yeah, up to
the ninth grade.

-Did you?
-Mmm-hmm.

It was an orphanage run
by nuns.

Where was that?

What age children
do you teach?

Seventh... Grade.

Seventh, ah,
that's my lucky number.

Mine too.

Why are you so nervous?

-I'm not.
-Yes, you are.

Well, maybe it's because
I spend most of my
time with children.

But I don't mean to
bore you, honestly.

You're not boring me.

I think you're lying to me.

I don't know, there's
something about you.

I don't think you teach.
I don't think you particularly
like children.

-That's interesting.
-Can I see your hand?

-Oh...
-Come on.

-Are you a palm reader?
-You got a long lifeline.

-That's good. See this here?
-Mmm-hmm?

That the seat
of your sensuality.

It's the mound of Venus.

Yours is undeveloped.

Can we talk about
something else?

Sure. Shall we talk about
your lover?

That's none of your business.

You're a total stranger to me.

We're not strangers.
It's only that we just met.

-Can I get you folks
anything else?
-No, thank you.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hanover, we
don't take this card.

Oh, sorry, do you take
personal check?

-I'm afraid not.
-I'll get it.

I've got cash.

-Next one's yours?
-I'd like to make it up
to you though.

I'd like to photograph you.

Do you always
photograph strangers?

No, I thought we agreed
we weren't strangers.

What do you do with
these photographs?

You've got a lot of style.

You can always tell
what a woman is like
from her shoes.

Whether she's hard or soft.

What she's like in bed.

Whether she likes to stay
in control or give up control.

Whether she likes to

have power or give up power.

What can you tell about
me from these shoes?

Well, you're tough.

Your hard on yourself
and all those around you.

And I think you're
looking for something.

What do you think
I'm looking for?

We'll find out, won't we?

Do you have a light?

-Yeah, yeah, here.
-What have you got
in there?

- I like to look in
a woman's handbag.

Here you go.
I'm going to fix my makeup.

There are two shades of...

Shit!

Stop it! Let me go!

From the first moment I met
you, I knew you were trouble.

A gun!

Are you a cop?

A tape recorder.
No ID, who are you?

Who the fuck are you?

Ow!

I must have done
something impossibly right

to get a beautiful lady
like you to come
all the way down here.

Fuck you!

Daddy!

Dana, I told you not to!

Dana are you there?
It's Maria.

Where are you?
Stanton's pissed.
Get your ass back here.

Call me.

Anybody home?

Anybody home?

Anybody home?

Want a cigarette?

Maybe not.

It's bad for you.

You want one?

Sure you won't hurt yourself?

Promise?

Say it. Say it.

You know, you're sick.

I'm sick?
You carry a gun.

Guns kill people.

Who are you?
And why do you carry one? Hmm?

Mmm, maybe it's
the wrong question.

All American virgins
carry a gun.

Big gun...

No sex.

I'm a DA from Atlanta.

Mmm.

So you got a license
to use one.

-I better be careful.
-I talked to the other women.
Your victims!

Victims? What are you
talking about?

They told me
what you did to them.
Criminal impersonation.

-Who told you?
-Fraud, every kind
in the book.

Sexual battery. Rape.

You're facing 10 to 20 years
in the Georgia Penitentiary.

-They didn't tell you that.
-I'm telling you that.

It's too bad.
I was planning to go
to Montana next week.

What else did you
discover about me? Hmm?

You find out my DNA structure?

Miss D-A-N-A Greenway.

The name
on your airplane ticket.

You've got nothing on me.
You know that
and I know that.

And yet you came
all the way out here
on your own.

Out into the woods.
What do you want?

Does this give you
a little thrill?

Did it wet your panties,
just a little?

I'm not alone.
There are others
looking for you.

Well, it's none
of their fucking business.

What happens between
a woman and me,
is between the woman and me.

It's not a crime.
I don't care what you
fucking puritans think.

I'm a photographer.
They help me out me
and I help them.

-Oh, yeah, sure,
you help them.
-Yes, I help them.

There's an emptiness
within people.
They carry a lot of pain.

I reach out to that pain
and I take it.

Even for a moment.

That's the moment I shoot.
Do you know what I mean?

Emptiness? I can help you.

Do you want me to try?

Fuck you.

Very well.

Don't...

Daddy.

Oh, my father.

I can't.

Don't fight it.
I'm glad you came here.

Sooner or later,
destiny always... Kicks in.

It's pure fate.

Look,
we're doing everything we can.

Well, I'm sorry,
but that's not just
good enough.

I'm worried about her.

I told you to keep
her out of police work.

She's got no business
being there.

You go get her back.

What the fuck are you doing?

What were you afraid I'd do?

What were you afraid
I wouldn't do? Hmm?

Why do you hate women so much?

I don't hate women.
I love women.

I love your moods,
your mysteries.

I love your smell.

I love your eyebrows,
your little slender wrists.

I love your little
daddy long legs.

I love women.

Yeah, you love women.
You love them so much,
you abuse them.

If you think I'm so bad,
why don't you punish me?

That's what prosecutors do,
isn't it?

-Why don't you punish me?
-Stop it!

-Stop it! Fuck.
-Why don't you punish me?

-Go on punish me.
Punish me, go on!
-Stop!

Lieutenant Johnson?
Lieutenant Johnson?

Lieutenant Johnson?
Lieutenant Johnson?

-Excuse me, Lieutenant...
-I'm Lieutenant Johnson.

-Oh!
-You must be Tully.

Has there been anything else
since I spoke
with Chief Ellis?

No, nothing.
Seems like she just vanished.

She's didn't just vanish,
detective.

I need to speak with
the clerk and the maid
who were on duty

at the inn where
she was staying.

I also need a list
of all guests there
during the past few days.

You did check her room
for evidence?

No. Thought I'd wait
for ya'll.

Didn't want to have to
do it twice. Cigarette?

Uh-huh.

Listen Tully,
if this investigation is
preventing you

from lounging around
and yakking on the phone,

then just give me
your car keys,
and I'll do it by myself.

I'll bet. Yeah... Uh-huh.

Yeah. Uh-huh.
That's what I thought.
Thank you.

You know, I don't know
what ya'll do up there
in the city.

But down here,
we call that
concealing evidence.

Now, it might interest you
to know

that I have some
new information
on Miss Kelly Andrews.

-Yeah, like what?
-Seems her husband has
two priors for wife beating.

-And your whole department
missed that?
-Sometimes that happens.

Where I come from
an oversight like that
would cost me my job.

Is that why Atlanta has
such a low crime rate?

Stay here until you're ready
to stop playing games.

I'm with the Atlanta
Police Department.

I'd like to ask you
a few questions, please.

Have you ever seen this man,
or this woman?

I've never seen him.

But she was in here
the other night,
asking questions.

Figured her for a cop, too.

She is a prosecutor
from Atlanta.
She's disappeared.

She's also my best friend.

Now, we think that
she might be with him.

It would be best
for both of them
if I find them

before his friends
down at the station do.

Anything?

He comes in here a
couple of times a month.

He lives...
Well, maybe 50 miles
west of here.

A house by a lake.
That's all I know about him.

-Stop, stop! That's it!
-What?

-That's her rental car.
-Are you sure?

Yes, yes, I'm sure.
Adam, John, Frank 301...
A gold Thunderbird.

-All right.
-Okay.

Now, look, I'll tell you what,
I'm going to talk
to these boys right...

-No. I'll talk to them.
-No. I'll talk to 'em.

Now, just trust me.

Down here,
we got some white folks
that are angry too.

-Howdy.
-Howdy.

Mind if I ask you a question?
You see that rental car.
Has it been here for long?

-Two or three days, I guess.
-Two three days, huh?

You happen to notice whoever
it was that left it?

Nope. Ain't none
of my business.

Excuse me,
do you recognize this man?

This here is
Lieutenant Johnson

of the Atlanta
Police Department.

-And I am...
-What about this woman?

No, I've never seen them.
Never seen them before.

Hey Mikey, come out here.
Mikey works here on weekends.

Howdy, Mikey.
I'm Lieutenant Tully.

Mikey, you ever saw
this fella or this lady here?

Nope, no, I've never seen him.

-Her neither.
-Thank you very much.

Well, If you should see 'em,
give me a call down
at the station, would you?

Appreciate it.

Why didn't you tell 'em
where he lives?

They're cops,
why do you think?

Plus, he owes me money.

Good. If he's got friends
maybe he's got enemies.

Yeah, this is car 701.
We need a tow truck down here
at the Jericho gas station,

on Cottondale road.

Dana?

Are you ready?

Will you stand up?

Your gun, prosecutor.

Take it.

Did you figure it out yet?
Why you came here?

What you really want?

I was going to let you go,
then I thought, why?

She doesn't really want to go.
Do you?

Dana.

Dana?

-What the fuck's going on?
-I'm taking you in.

-Get your bag.
-You're out of control!

Maybe I am.

Jesus!

-You having fun?
-Someone's got to.

-Move.
-Careful.

Now
get in the fucking car.

Anything you say, ma'am.

Put the handcuffs
in the door handle.

Now, put your hand
in the handcuffs.

-Happy now?
-Yep.

-Hello.
-Hey.

I'm with the Atlanta
Police Department.

-I'd like to ask you
a few questions, please.
-All right.

Have you seen this man?

-Yep.
-Do you know where
we can find him?

He's staying about
half a mile down the road.

Didn't your mother
ever punish you for lying?

Oh, I suppose my lying started
when I was six years of age.

We moved to a new house
on Halloween.

I was standing at the gate,
and all these kids
came up to me,

dressed in masks and costumes,
and dressed as witches.

They said, "Who are you?
What's your name?
Where did you come from?"

I was scared shitless.

I ran inside and asked my mom
what I should do.

She was busy and upset,
she said "Go out and tell them
what you want."

I went out and told them
my name was Bernard McGuire.

I went to school
for five years
under that name.

What is your real name?

âªâª Some girls will love you
If you've lots of money

âªâª Other gals will love you,
If they think you're funny

âªâª Other gals will love you

âªâª If you sneak 'em down
the alley

âªâª But all the girls
will love you

âªâª If you yodel
in the valley âªâª

Shit!

Shit!

Coming?

Wanna ride?

Dana!

What happened?

-He got past me.
But I'll get him.
-How?

Don't ask, Maria.

-Excuse me.
-Yes?

-Could I borrow
your newspaper a second?
-Yeah.

Thank you.
You have lovely arms.

Reminds me of a statue
I saw in Paris,
the Winged Victory.

She has no arms.

But I have an imagination.

-Do you live around here?
-Just a couple of blocks away.

-Shit! Tully,
it's all in here.
-Mmm-hmm.

-What we found,
what she did.
-It sure is.

-Now, that's the original too.
There's no copy.
-So what are you saying?

I'm saying it's my little
present to you, all right?

You can do
what you want with it.

The way I figure,
it's your case,
I was just along for the ride.

Thanks, Tully. Thanks.

-I want to know one thing.
-What's that?

- How the hell did I get stuck
with you on this case?

-Prejudice!
-Why? Because I'm a woman
or because I'm black?

Oh, would you
get off with that.

No, it's not prejudice
against you.
It's prejudice against me.

Why?

Because I'm the only
Jewish cop in Savannah.

See you. Tully.

Thanks.

-Bye-bye.
-Bye.

I like a horse.

Show me how you ride a horse.

Show me how you ride a horse.

Show me how you ride a horse.
Show me how you ride.

Is that how you ride?

Show me a trot.

That's a trot?

Show me a gallop?

Oh, that's wonderful.
That's wonderful.

Feel the horse
between your legs, huh?

- Feel the horse
between your legs.

Feel the horse
between your legs, huh?
Feel the horse?

-Yeah.
-Yeah? Now, I want you
to be the horse!

-Go on, be the horse.
-I don't know what that means.

Sure you do.
Eyes flushing, nose flaring,
muscles quivering.

-What do you mean?
-Be the horse, go ahead.

Go ahead!
Go on, show me.
Be the horse!

That's it!
Be the horse!
Faster!

- Faster! Go on, show me how.
- Let me hear ya.

Faster!

Where are you going? David!

Stop! Damn you!

You're on my seat.

-Hey pal, I'm sitting here.
-Get off my seat!

-Take it easy!
-Get off my seat!

-Knock it off!
-You on drugs or something?

Hey man!

-Slow down, big fella.
-You stay out of this.

-Give me another drink.
-That's it. Get out!

-Dana?
-Yeah.

That little girl's on the way
in here, Paula Webb.

Who?

You know, the one that
shot the father and killed her
mother's lover.

-Right.
-I think we really got
a good shot

at death penalty on this case.
I mean she's the only witness.

The jury's bound
to be sympathetic.

-Can you handle it?
-What's wrong?

-You were all over this case,
a month ago?
-Nothing's wrong.

I just don't feel like putting
a little girl on the stand,

so she can send her father
to the chair today!

-You handle it! Okay?
-Sure.

Dana, It's me.

What do you think
you're doing?

You know I didn't kidnap you.

You followed me.
I want to see you.
I need to talk to you.

Stanton, it worked.

I can see you're not
carrying a gun this time.

Can I have a beer?

-You see that guy over there?
-Yeah.

He's interested in you.

So?

Why don't you show him
a little leg?

Would that make you happy?

Ask him to dance.

Go on.

Excuse me, would you like
to dance?

Miss Greenway,
where is he?
- Here.

What took you so long?

He's here.

He's here.

Dana? Dana, what the hell
are you doing?

-There's nothing
wrong with me!
-Don't you give me that!

-First, Savannah
and now this dead end.
-He is here!

There are witnesses inside.

- Witnesses! No.
- Let go!

I told you to drop
this Hanover thing.

Now, you've cried wolf
once too often.

-Meaning what?
-Meaning this!

From now on, you're on
extended leave of absence.

You call me when you get back.

I'm not coming back.

Find anything?

After last night,
I got Stanton to put out
a state wide APB on Hanover.

Then Tully called
from Savannah. They got him!

The Valdosta Police got him.
Picked him up near
the Georgia border.

He was driving a red '63 Ford,
like the stolen car
you described.

'Course he said he didn't know
what they were talking about.

Said he didn't do it.
But they nailed him!

I'm going back to the office
to wait for Valdosta to fax
the stats and mug shots

as soon they book him.
You want to come along?

Wait! Now,
where you going to be?

-I don't know, here.
-It's over!

-I'll call ya.
-Don't. Let me alone.

Dana! Dana! It's over!

- Mommy!
- Dana!

Don't be afraid.

Don't be afraid.

Dana, its Maria. They got
the wrong guy! Hanover is...

You had me surrounded, Dana.

That wasn't very fair.
You tried to trap me.

Is this what
you're looking for?

You came to my place.

Now I've come to yours.

We were close
to something, Dana.

I don't think we should let
a gun come between us.

-Stop!
-No, you stopped.

-Don't stop, Dana.
-Go away!

Who the fuck are you?

-Tell me.
-Just...

-How did you get in here?
-What did your daddy do?

-I should call the...
Just stay away!
-Come on Dana, tell me.

-What did your daddy do?
-God, I will put you
behind bars.

Just, get...

No, stop it!

Dana, come...

-Dana!
-Oh God!

-No!
-Stop struggling.

No. Get away!

-Please let me help.
-No! No!

No! No!

Give me the gun.

Are you crazy?
Give me the gun, now.

Just give it to me.
Give me the gun.

Give me the gun, now.

Let go!

Dana, are you in there?
Dana, let us in!

Dana, are you all right?

Knock the door down.
You, you, now, go!