All language subtitles for Hero.and.the.Terror.1988_[English] (SUBRIP)

Danny, should
I call for back-up?

Danny, we should
call for back-up.

[ rats squeaking ]

[ gulls screeching ]

Ah!

[ phone ringing ]

[ groaning ]

[ grunts ]

[ ringing continues ]

[ breathing heavily ]

Hello?KAY: Hi, darling.
Oh, did I wake you?

[ sighs ] Hi.

What time are you
going to work?

What time is it?

It's almost 3:15.
Oh, what time
did you get home?

I got in about 4:00
this morning.

Are you okay?

I guess.

Are you...No, no, no.
I'm fine. Fine.

How are you two?

Oh, we're fine.
But I'm simply starving.

You're always hungry.

[ chuckles ]
That's not fair.

I know, I know.
Two mouths to feed.

Don't you forget it.
When can we see you?

How about 7:00?

Well, Danny,
I don't know
whether I can wait.

Okay. I love you.

I love you too.

[ sighs ]

[ groaning ]

[ growling ]

[ screaming ]

Over here.

Jesus Christ!

Get an ambulance!

He got the Terror!

DWIGHT: You're gonna be a
goddamn hero, O'Brien.

[ popping ]

[ horn honking ]

O'BRIEN: Hey,
how are you doing?

[ indistinct chattering ]

TRAINER: Double sets,
double sets! Let's go!

[ trainer shouting ]

ROBINSON: You've gotta
be shitting me!

[ laughs ]

Hey, Benny, come here.

Help me spot this crazy fool!

What the fuck's he training
for, the Olympics?

[ laughs ] Tell me.

BENNY: All right.ROBINSON: All right,
you crazy bastard. Go for it.

[ huffing ]

Show me.Now!

It's yours now!

[ growling ]Come on. Don't give up.
It's yours.

It's on you. You got it,
you got it now!

Come on. Strive!
Do something! Come on.Yeah. Yeah!

Jam it up! Jam it up!

Come on, keep pushing.Treat that lady nicely!

Show us. Show us!Yeah!

You're committed to it.
Show me! Treat it like a lady.

[ growling ]Yeah! You got it!
Do something with it!

[ both cheering ]

[ groans ]What a cop!

[ laughing ]
[ puffing ]

Getting strong.
Getting strong.
Getting strong!

The fish are
running tomorrow.

What time?

5:00 a.m. Early.

I hate fish. Especially
at 5:00 in the morning.

Maybe she'll wait.

[ both laughing ]

You like that,
don't you? Yeah.

It won't fit.

What did
you say, honey?

I said it won't fit!

Oh, relax, I'm going
to find plenty of room.
You just wait and see.

You wouldn't believe
the stuff I threw away!

Yes I would.

Oh, and we shouldn't
forget those six boxes
in the garage.

Kay, aren't you listening to
me? I said they won't fit.

It was a joke,
I was joking.

[ laughs ]

Would you do
me a favor?

What?

Would you go out and
get me something?

What's that?

Your sense of humor,
I think you
left it in the car.

[ laughs ]

You know, Danny,
if you're getting
cold feet, I'll unpack.

Cops are allowed to
change their minds.

I'm not changing
my mind. It's just,

well it's all this junk.

Junk. Junk?
This is not junk.

Danny, this is stuff my mother
gave me through the years.[ mumbling ]

[ both laughing ]

Okay,

it isn't junk,
and it isn't cold feet.

Something's wrong.
What is it?

[ sighs ]

It's back.

The nightmare's back.

Oh, Danny, I'm sorry.

I thought you said
it'd be over?

I mean, six months of
therapy, for what?

You were the best
patient I ever had.

Or isn't that obvious?

It's not unusual for
this dream to come back
from time to time.

But it's been
over a year.

I mean, why now?

Because you've been
working so hard.

You need to unwind.

And I have the
perfect solution.

The mattress is still here.

[ laughs ]

In your condition?

[ laughs ]
I'm pregnant. I'm not dead.

You know what I think?

I think you've
forgotten how.

Moi?

Yes, you.

You're cute.

I know that. So are you.

Stop teasing.

Mmm.

Who's teasing?

KAY: Oh, my God.
You haven't forgotten.

[ machine whirring ]

[ woman chattering on PA ]

Very nice, Simon.
Now it's time to go.

Come on.Time to go, Simon.
It's time to go.

Thank you. Let's go.

Morning, Dr. Highwater.Hey, how're you doing?

WOMAN ON PA:
Orderly Barnes
to day room six.

Orderly Barnes
to day room six.

That's right.
Well, I'll be
home real soon.

How's Simon?Fine, sir.

Yeah. Well,
I told you once...

[ guard chattering
indistinctly ]

[ alarm blaring ]

Hold it right there!
Hold it! Hold it!

So I started to get out
of bed, and she pulled
me back in.

I tried to get out of bed
again, and she pulled me back
in again.

So that's why I was
a few minutes late,
all right?

[ laughing ] Meat missile.

[ groaning ]
No, but it must be
really rough on you, Dan,

with Kay being
pregnant and all.

You must be horny as hell.

Yeah, it's been tough.

Okay, these hours
are killing me.

Yeah, I second that.
This is our what?

Twelfth.Twelfth!

Twelfth damn time!

Listen, my sources
assure me...Your sources suck.

No Victor, no drugs, nada.RADIO: News update
on the dramatic escape...

Now, wait a minute... ...of Simon Moon...

Listen! Listen. ...also known as the Terror.

From San Bernadino County,
Dr. John Highwater,

administrative head of Camden
State Hospital, told KFWB News

that Simon Moon had escaped
in a stolen laundry van,

but lost control of
the vehicle just outside
the hospital grounds,

and drove the truck off
a 400 foot cliff into
the Snake River.

Moon's body still has
not been recovered.

Simon Moon had been
confined to Camden State
Maximum Security

for the past three years.

[ news continues ]DWIGHT: It's about
fucking time.

ROBINSON: Yeah, well,
he deserved worse.

[ groans ]

Hey, Babo, you catch
the Lakers last night?

Nah. I ain't got
cable in my
neighborhood yet.

What do you mean
you don't got cable?

You live on Pluto,
my man?

Nah. Tarzana, man.

Tarzana? [ laughs ]
Let me tell you, Magic
was burning last night.

He was doing a great job.

See over by the boat?Mmm.

See them?Yeah, I see them.

Hey, man,

these are the worst
fucking eggs I've ever had.

Wait till you
try the toast.

You're full of shit, Vic.
Let's get some coffee.
I'm cold.

All right.Hey, Joe boy,
let's load 'em up!

They're coming.

Relax.

Yo, Raul. Give me
some of that famous
coffee of yours.

BABO: Black coffee.

Who's your buddy?He's my cousin, Carlos.

Your cousin Carlos?

[ laughs ]

Carlos.

[ speaking in Spanish ]

Si.

Thanks.

Let's go.

GUERRERO: Something
stinks here, my friend.

You see two guys in
the car down there, Babo?

Only time I ever see that,
they're cops or queers.

Shit.Hope they're queers.

Amigo,take off.

Okay. Looks like show time.

See you on the ice.

Hey, I'm with you, brother.

Victor.

You too, pal.GUERRERO:
What's going on, man?

You know what.
You didn't pay
for your coffee.

Lay 'em on the
ground. You too.

Drop them, slowly.

GUERRERO: Let's go,
come on! Let's get
the fuck outta here!

Let's go! Come on!

Get the fuck
outta the way!

Move your ass,
Victor!

[ grunts ]

Come on, Babo!

Idiot!

Come on. Come on.
Oh, fuck!

Well, the way I see it,
Victor, you have two choices.

You can swim for it,

or you can give it up.

[ laughs ]

I'm going to break
you like a bad
habit, numbnuts.

Well, that is a third choice.

[ groans ]

Now do you give up?

How about now?

I'm from the street, man.
I'm going to show you
what it's like.

Oh, good.

Now?

Fuck you, pal!

That's not a choice.

[ groans ]

I'm gonna die!

[ screaming ]

Eleven months they've been
refurbishing this place

and we still won't be
ready for tonight.

Eleven months, do you
know how long that is?Uh...

That's almost a year.
Three people call in sick.

What are they, crazy,
or what? Half of the
gold leaf is missing.

So, Betty...Betsy.

So, Betsy, you're a
reverend's daughter.

So maybe you
won't rob me blind.

You know that whole
"Thou shall not steal" thing.

Twenty-three years
in the business,
I've learned one thing,

your help will
rob you blind.

Let me ask you a question.

Are you going to
steal from me?

Oh, no.Okay.

Go to the office, get a
uniform, go upstairs,
change, come right back down.

Does this mean
I have the job?Yes, it does.

Oh, thank you.
Thank you so much.You're welcome.

Frank, over to
the left, okay?

FRANK: Yeah, okay.I've got a world premiere
here in five hours.

I got the job!Would you please just work
with me on this? Thank you.

[ phone ringing ]

Hello, manager.

Yes, well, that's good,
the champagne.

Of course chilled.

I got the job!

Oh, you're off
and running, Bets.

First you get
your hair done...[ door opening ]

...then you get a manicure,
then you get a boyfriend.

Daddy won't like that!

[ giggling ][ squeaking ]

Little pizzas?

The mayor is not going
to consume little pizzas,
you understand that?

[ monitor beeping ]

Would you like to
know the baby's sex?

You can tell?Sure.

I would, huh?

Okay.

Well, she's...She?

...positioned perfectly.It's a girl?

Yes, it is.

It is a girl. Look!

[ both laughing ]

And she's healthy
as a horse.

[ chuckles ]

Yes, I knew that by
the way she was kicking.

What I would like
to know is when.

DOCTOR: Well, anytime now.

You said that last week.

That's what I
thought last week.

But then it's not up
to me, it's up to her.

And she's being
a bit stubborn.

It runs in the family.

Listen, take her
out shopping.

It'll take her mind
off everything.

It always does.

Aw.

GEORGE: Ms. Hammond?
Ms. Hammond? Are you in there?

Ms. Hammond?

Damn these kids.

If you can't trust a
Reverend's daughter,
who can you trust?

Well, we're going to have
to think of a name now.

How about
"Mr. and Mrs. O'Brien?"

I was talking about
our daughter.

I was talking about us.

Oh, Danny. We've
had this discussion.

You know how difficult it is
for me to make decisions.

It's always been a problem.

I mean look what it took for
me to decide to have the baby.

And then you asked
me to move in with you...

Now marriage?

We have all this
backwards, don't we?
[ laughs ]

Backwards, forwards, what
difference does it make?

I'm sure we'll both know
when it's the right time
to say "I do."

Oh. Ah!

Oh, my God. Oh!

I'll be right back.

You really want
that dress?

Yes, I do.

It's a beautiful
dress, but...Yes, it is.

It's very fitted,
you know?Oh, well, I'll wear it soon.

Uh, do you
take credit cards?

Yes. Do you want
a belt too?Yes, please.

Okay. And you know
you can wash it yourself.

It is a
beautiful dress.KAY: Yes, it is.

We've been very
successful with it.

And it's 100% cotton.Oh, good.

[ siren blaring ]

MAN: Hey, watch it!

[ tires screeching ]

Okay, thanks.

You have the right to
remain silent...Thanks.

Oh, here, you do it.

What'd he do?

He ran north
instead of south.

[ crowd cheering ]

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and
gentlemen! The lovely
Ms. Ginger Franks!

[ crowd cheering ]

Please welcome His Honor,
the Mayor of Los Angeles!

Well, sir, the old
neighborhood will never
be the same thanks to you.

No. It certainly wasn't
easy, was it, Sal?

Let's get on with it.

[ cheering continues ]

Hello. The new movie,
War and Love,what
will we see in it?

Well, it's a very
exciting, thrilling movie.
I'm very thrilled about it.

Thank you.

What about the
rumors of you and
your leading man?

[ scoffs ] Well, you know
how the media exaggerates.

[ laughs ] I look
forward to seeing it.

Thank you.Thank you.

Bye bye.Your Honor.
The Mayor of Los Angeles.

Your Honor, what
an exciting night.

Can you tell us
how you feel?

Well, Bill, tonight we
celebrate an enormously
successful joint venture

between the generous
citizens of this city
and its government.

Once in a state
of utter decay,

we have restored
the Wiltern to its
former beauty.

GEORGE: How are you.
Good to see you.

Enjoying your evening?

Good to see you again,
fellas, how are you?

Enjoying the champagne?

Thank you.

Ginger.[ laughs ]

We did it. We did it!
Congratulations!

Whoo! You've
done me good, babe.
[ laughs ]

Hanson come in
and see you
this afternoon?

Ah, yeah. It's not
gonna work out.

Ah, damn it.
He's a pinhead
anyway.

How are you?This is George, He's the
manager of the theater.

It's a pleasure to
meet you. It really is.

[ laughs ]You look outstanding.

Why thank you.

Listen, hold this
for a minute.

Why?I have to pee.

All right, but the
show's gonna start in
about five minutes.

Keep your hair on, babe.

It's imported champagne.
So please enjoy it.
It's from...

From France?No, Indiana.
It's from Indiana.

How are you?MAN: Fine.
How are you doing?

Good to see you.Listen, Kozlowski's
across the room from us.

You want me to bring
him over and see you?

Not on an empty stomach.Mr. Mayor, you need
to see the man.

How are you? My pleasure.MAN: Fantastic, thank you.

Yeah...

Oh, the hell with him.
Let him swing in the breeze.

[ women gossiping ]

[ indistinct chattering ]

Hello, how are you?WOMAN: Mr. Mayor, how are you?

I'm fine.It's a pleasure seeing you.

Okay.[ bell dings ]

It's time to go in,
everybody.

Fantastic to
see you again.

[ bell dings ]

[ women muttering ]

What's the hurry?
These things never
start on time.

Look what happened to
14 million on this joint.

But don't worry.
It couldn't stand that
and the rats. Come on.

[ bell dings ]

[ squeaking ]

[ rattling ]

[ gasping ]

I don't care
what it is.

Well, anything
you do find,

I want to let me
know about it
as soon as possible.

Okay? I don't care what it is,
what you think it might be.

You get back to me,
no matter what it is.

I want you to check that
outer perimeter especially.

Hey, buddy.What's up, Scottie?

Ah, I got an actress
named Ginger Franks.

She was across the street
at the premiere last night.

Her manager saw
her go into the john.

That's probably the
last time he saw her.

Hey, Hero.
I need to talk to you.

What does he want?I'm gonna let him tell you.

Look familiar?

Hey, you think I can
go home now?

Who's he?

Some manager.

Damn it, Hero.
I said I need
to talk to you.

Sal, if you call me
"Hero" one more time,

I'm going to pull
your tongue out.

What are you getting
so upset about?

What do you want?

The Mayor wants
you down here.

The M.O. on this girl
is the exactly the same
as Simon Moon's.

Simon Moon is supposed
to be dead, Sal.

You know that,
and I know that,

but it don't make a
difference what we think.

The press is beginning
to smell Simon Moon

and the mayor wants this
shit stopped in its tracks.

The city just sunk
$14 million

into that theater trying to
restore the neighborhood.

So what does he want?

He's scheduled a press
conference at 5:00 p.m.

Be there by 4:30 so he can
brief you on what to say.

That's what he wants.

[ sighs ]

[ sighs ]

Check and see
if the girl's been
sexually molested, okay?

Sure. Listen Danny,
I'm sorry they're putting
you through this.

I know you had enough
of this fucking guy.

Apparently not enough.

You know the nice
thing about it...

It allows them to feel
that it's not a sin to be a
victim of a sociopath...

I can guess why you called.

I saw the TV.
You think he's back.

Yeah.

I know.

Do you think he
died in the crash?

I prayed he did.

But when they
told me they couldn't
find his body,

then something inside me
knew that nothing so evil
could die so easily.

Terrifying, isn't it?

Hell, remember all those
stories about you
capturing Simon...

Then denying you'd done
anything heroic at all.

I believed you.

You're one of the few.

Christ, it must
have scared the
shit out of you.

Yeah.

You know, why do men
have such a hard time
communicating...

Expressing fears?
There's nothing wrong in
being afraid, O'Brien.

You came up
against a monster
and he beat you.

That's heavy shit.

Why doesn't he rape them?

It's not sexual with him.
He just loves to kill.

Why just women?

Well, it's my theory
that he was
abused as a child.

Probably even sexually
molested by his mother and
killing all those women...

That's his way of
getting back at her.

There's one thing I know
for sure though.

I gave him every test
imaginable and they
all came up zero.

He's got no
thought processes.
It's all pure instinct.

So he sees something he likes,
kills it, and takes it home.

That's about it.

Listen, sorry that
I couldn't be more help.

Yeah. Well, thanks
for your time, Doc.

Yeah. Oh, listen,
one thing.

Don't forget Simon's
an animal

and like all animals
he has got to have
a place to hide,

someplace where
he feels protected.

He can play
with his victims.

Let's say for a minute
that you're right
about that fear stuff.

How do you shake it?

Don't even try.
We've all got demons.
Just live with it.

Hey, Doc,
what if you can't?

What other choice
you got?

What is this?O'BRIEN: Hi, how's it going?

Oh, great. I am having
the greatest day.

Listen, I know I've
told you this before, but,

if you want to make any
changes around the house,
go ahead and do it.

Oh, honey, how sweet of you.
I hadn't thought of that.

The crib came.

It is so adorable I can't
wait for you to see it.

How's your day going?

Fine. Any pains or anything?

Only from your daughter using
my bladder as a punching
bag all day.

She just wants out,
that's all.

Look, I've got to go.
Get some rest for
this evening, okay?

Okay. Hurry home.

I love you.

I love you too. A lot. Bye.

[ carnival music playing ]

WOMAN: You want
to go for a ride?

No, thanks.

Fine.

Damn it, Dwight!
You scared the
shit out of me!

Scared the shit out of you?Where have you been anyway?

[ sighs ]

All hell broke loose
down at the precinct.

Some Reverend's running
around like crazy screaming
about his missing kid.

Guess where she
was last seen?

At the Wiltern.

Detective O'Brien,
can't you give us
some details?

Hero, is the Terror back?

Come on, Danny,
the public has
a right to know.

Come on, Hero,
we've always been
good to you.

REPORTER:
The people have
a right to know.

We can't keep the
press waiting forever.

Could you give him
a break on the
makeup?

Where is he, Sal?

...to the theater.
Oh, great.
Hi, Danny. Go right in.

Yeah, well I have
the black dress...

Jesus Christ,
O'Brien, where the
hell have you been?

Yeah, okay Frank.
Okay, Harriet, tell them
we'll be out in a minute.

You are done.

[ sighs ]

Of course you know
everyone here.

[ sighs ] As you
can guess, the press
is driving me nuts

with all this
Simon Moon crap.

Now since you're
the guy who caught him,
all I need for you to do

is go out there and tell
them that this starlet
stuff is not his work.

I can't do that.

Why the hell not?Because I think he's back.

Come on, O'Brien.
You can't be serious.

Wait a minute, now.
There's only been
one killing.

The police haven't
established a thing.

You asked for my opinion.
You got it.

Based on what,
O'Brien?

On my observation
of the body.

That's it?

And the disappearance
of a girl yesterday,

both of whom were last seen
at the Wiltern Theater.

That proves zip!

Fine. Then you go play
Meet the Press.

No. No, damn it.
They want to hear from you.

Danny, this is for you.
I'm sorry Mr. Mayor,
but they said this is urgent.

[ sighs ]

The lab report says
the actress wasn't
sexually molested.

There's no doubt
in my mind.

It has to be Simon Moon.

You told me this morning...
You said he was dead.

I said "supposed to be dead."

Now if he survived,

the man's a lunatic,
there's no way he
would wait this long

before he strikes again.O'BRIEN: Who says he waited?

He's probably got
a playpen full of corpses
stashed somewhere.

Then why was that
actress left in the park?

Because he didn't like her.

Who the hell knows?
Maybe in his sick mind,

she didn't fit in.
I don't know.

You are painting a very
depressing scenario, O'Brien.

I'll paint one
you'll like even less.

A few months ago,
Simon Moon comes
limping back into LA,

wet,

hurt,

looking for
someplace to hide.

He stumbles across
the Wiltern Theater,

deserted, boarded up.

Just like Sinbad's.

He finds a way in.

Sets up house.

Just gets settled,

when what happens?

You, Mr. Mayor,

decide to blow 14 million
bucks sprucing up his house.

Throw open the doors
and invite the whole city

right into the
bastard's living room.

How's that one?

Mr. Mayor, please.
They're waiting.

Damn it, Harriet.
In a minute!

[ door closes ]

[ sighs ]

Okay. All right.

Look...

We've got to come to
some accord on this,
O'Brien.

If the English
translation for accord
is "we lie," I pass.

What are you,

one of those cops who think
that all that politicians
care about are votes?

We all have our priorities.

Well just what do you think
are my priorities, O'Brien?

Fourteen million,
and your renovation project.

Well you're full of shit!Goddamnit, O'Brien, that's
the Mayor you're talking to!

If it'd save a
single woman's life,

I'd burn that theater to
the ground tomorrow!

I'm not concerned about money,
I'm concerned about copycats.

Three years ago Simon Moon
slaughtered 22 women,

but 12 more were
killed by whackos trying
to grab a headline.

So if, and I say if
you're right, if that
maniac is back again,

this time I propose
that we isolate him.

Tell the world he's dead.
Keep the blood on his hands.

Keep those loonies
off the streets.

It's a plan to save lives,
O'Brien, and I don't need
your half-assed moralizing,

I need your help.

All right.
On one condition.

What's that?

We station an officer
at the Wiltern Theater.

You got it.[ door opens ]

Mr. Mayor...

All right, all right.
Come on,

let's get this damn
thing over with. Come on.

Mayor Bronson has been
joined by his assistants

Sal Cappelli and
Detective Danny O'Brien

at this afternoon's
press conference.

Of great concern,
is Simon Moon,

or the Terror as
he's sometimes called,

back in Los Angeles?

All right, let's open the
floor for general questions.

MALE REPORTER: Mr. Mayor?FEMALE REPORTER: Your Honor?

Well, goodness,
one at a time.

Uh, Mary Lou,
from the Times.

Thank you.

Mr. Mayor, there
are persistent rumors

that the young actress
found murdered
early this morning

near the Wiltern Theater
was a victim

of Simon Moon,
the Terror.

Is this true?

Well, as most
of you know,

I've invited
Detective Danny O'Brien
in on this case,

and frankly,
I haven't had a chance

to discuss his findings
with him yet myself,

so, why don't I just call
Detective O'Brien up here,

and we'll all learn
the answers to these
questions together.

Detective O'Brien.

[ reporters chattering ]

[ all clamoring ]

Did you see the body,
Detective O'Brien?

Is it Simon Moon?
Was it him who killed
that girl at the Wiltern?

No.

Is that it?

Yes.

[ all clamoring ]

Your mom called today to
wish me a happy birthday.

O'BRIEN: That's nice.

This is really sweet of
you I'm really excited
about tonight.

You know, you were
right about this place,
Danny.

There's not enough
room for everything.

I told you.

Okay. So tell me
how I look.

Please choose your
words carefully.

You look great.
I mean it.

You really look good.

If you like big.

[ laughs ]

We better go.

Oh, oh, is that your
press conference?

...frankly, I haven't
had a chance to

discuss his findings
with him yet myself,

so, why don't I just call
Detective O'Brien up here,

and we'll all learn the
answers to those questions
together Detective O'Brien.

[ reporters clamoring ]

FEMALE REPORTER 1: Did you see
the body, Detective O'Brien?

FEMALE REPORTER 2:
Is it Simon Moon?

Was it him who killed
that girl at the Wiltern?

No.

REPORTER: Is that it?

O'BRIEN: Yes.

[ all clamoring ]

You have a wonderful
way with words.

And so we get the
official word from a man
who ought to know,

Detective Dan O'Brien,
who you may recall,

nearly three years ago
earned the nickname "Hero"

when he single-handedly
apprehended Simon Moon,

also known as the Terror.

I'm Tiiu Leek reporting
live for Channel 5,
now back to the studio.

I wish they'd stop
that "Hero" crap.

People need heroes.

They picked you.
Why are you letting it
bother you so much?

Because it's making me out
to be something I'm not.

You've earned that nickname
100 times since then and
everybody knows it.

Now let's drop that
subject or I'm not going
to go out for dinner.

I refuse to
spend the evening

listening to my future
husband put himself down.

You're a feisty little bugger
for someone so pregnant.

You know us Welsh.

[ both laughing ]

Good evening.KAY: Hello.

Uh, it's a little
hard for me.

Thank you very much.
Thank you.

Ah!No problem.

What do you think?Mmm. Very impressive.

That's the whole idea.

Good evening.Good evening.

O'Brien.

Mr. O'Brien, of course.

Good evening, madam.Good evening.

Your table is ready for you,
sir. Please follow me.

Excuse me.

Sir? Excuse me.

The lady.
A little bit more please.

Just a little bit more,
please.

Thank you.

Sorry. Sorry.

Enjoy your dinner.Thank you.

Have a pleasant evening, sir.Thank you.

Like them?

Oh, Danny.
Oh, they're beautiful.

Read the card.

[ laughs ]

"I love you."
Ooh, a secret admirer.

A secret admirer.

Well, whoever he is,
he's ordered champagne too.

Oh!

Well I guess my secret admirer
forgot that I shouldn't have
champagne in my condition.

Oh, that's right.
I'm sorry, I...

I'll have a sip.

Happy birthday,
honey.

WOMAN: Hi, stranger.
You look great.

[ sighs ]

You okay?

I'm fat, ugly,
and getting old.

Other than that,
I'm terrific.

Honey, you're pregnant.

You're supposed to be fat.

But you look
awful beautiful.

Honestly.

Thank you.

Well, let's order.
I always feel
better with food.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Mmm.

Honey, that was
a great meal.

It's not over yet.

[ patrons gasping ]

[ piano music playing ]

ALL RECITING: Birthdays
come but once each year,

so we send
this message clear,

happy birthday,
Kay my dear,

happy birthday
till next year.

[ all laughing ]

WOMAN: Happy birthday.MAN: Happy birthday.

Okay, make a wish.

What are you looking at?

The sprinklers.
I know they're going
to go off any minute.

[ laughs ]
Come on honey, make a wish.
Blow out the candles.

Could you ask them to
take this away, please?

You don't like it?

Honey, I love it.

It's me I don't like.

I'm just feeling
very confused.

I never thought I could
feel this confused.

I'm a shrink
for Christ's sake.

[ laughing nervously ]

[ laughs ]

Come on honey,
blow out the candles.
Make a wish, though.

I wish I wasn't
feeling so confused.
That's what I wish.

I wish...

I wish I hadn't given up
my cozy little apartment,

that was my independence.

I wish I hadn't
taken a sabbatical.

I think I really need
to work, Danny, don't you?

I wish I could turn the
calendar back, but I can't.

I wish I wasn't 36.

But I am.

I wish I didn't have to
worry so much if this kid
was going to be normal.

[ crying ]

And I wish I didn't look
like the Goodyear blimp.

That's a lot of wishes
for one birthday.

[ both laughing ]

Everything will be
fine, I promise.

You promise?

Cross my heart.

KAY: I'm hungry again.

You're always hungry.

[ laughs ]

Oh, I'm so happy they didn't
do the typical LA number and
tear this place down.

It's beautiful.
Look at that,
isn't it beautiful?

Yeah, it is.

We won't be here long,
I just gotta talk to
Bill for a second.

Well, well. A guy
and a girl, and me
and a ghetto blaster.

You figure it out,
cause I sure can't.

[ laughs ] Hiya,
Kay.

Oh, it's good to see you.You too, dear.

You are the most
beautiful pregnant
lady I have ever seen.

I bet you say that to
all the pregnant ladies.

No, normally I run
when I see one.

[ all laughing ]No,

I'm not gonna hug you.
The last time I hugged you,
you almost strangled me.

I want you to meet
George Dankis.

He's the manager
of the theater.

How do you do.How do you do.

KAY: Hello.Hello.

Well, I hear
I have you to thank
for this overtime.

Don't thank me.

I just asked for the
dumbest guy they knew,
and they sent you.

[ all laughing ]

Kay, how do you put
up with this guy?

Not easily.I understand.

Anybody care for
a cup of coffee?

Not for me, thanks.
How about you, hon?

I'd like some water,
if that's all right?

Certainly, well,
right this way.
Excuse us please?

Let's take a walk.

Okay. What's up?

We're looking
for Simon Moon.

Simon Moon?

What makes you think he's
going to show up here?

I don't think he'll
show up here.
I think he is here.

How do you know that?

Just a feeling.

When was it built?Well, it was
completed in 1931.

I'm... I'm very
happy for you.Thank you.

My wife had a C-section,
but she sailed right
on through it,

and the baby came out,
well, she looks
like an angel.

Nothing like me.

[ both laughing ]

I have
a photograph if
you'd like to see?

Sure.I was hoping you'd ask.

There she is.
Isn't she a beauty?Mmm.

What a beautiful baby.

Yeah, well, all baby's
are beautiful.[ phone ringing ]

Your baby's going to be
beautiful too. Just excuse
me for a second.

Hello, Manager.

No, you're
supposed to...

Weren't you supposed
to be...Excuse me, the ladies room?

Ladies room?
Upstairs to the right.Okay.

My friend,

you mean to tell me
that I'm missing a warm
bed and a hot body

just because
of a feeling?

If you don't like it, Bill,
I can get somebody to
replace you real quick.

Take it easy, Dan.
I'm just joking.

Then I want you
to take this assignment
goddamn seriously.

All right, I will.

I will, I promise.

Okay. Buzz me if
you hear anything.

Yeah, right.

I mean anything.

The slightest noise.

Okay?

Huh?

Kay. What the hell...

Oh. [ sighs ]

This is... This is
no time to tell me...Where's Kay?

She went to the ladies
room right up there.

Tell me you'll
be here...

Oh! Oh...

Do you have to
go to the bathroom?

Yes.

Do you mind if I
go in with you?

Danny?

I'll wait by the door then.

I'll just wait till I
get home then.

Okay.

You going to tell me
what's going on?

What do you mean?

Well, you're acting
really weird.I'm acting weird?

Yeah.I didn't throw my birthday
cake at the waiter.

I didn't do that.No, but you were thinking it.

ROBINSON: So how did you
get into this business?

GEORGE: My wife's father
owns the theater.

ROBINSON: Figures.

You don't have a spare
key to this place, do you?

Oh. Yeah.

Remember, if you hear
anything, Bill...

Kay, will you take
this guy home, please?

There you go.

All right.
We're going.

Good night.Good night.

Bye.Good night.

Uh, should I leave
all the lights on,
just in case, or...

Just the work lights.The work lights
will be fine.

Oh.

What kind of music
do you dig?Mozart.

[ laughs ]

Mozart.

Yeah. Uh. Yeah,
well, good night.

Good night.

This is about
Simon Moon, isn't it?

You want, uh, do you
want to tell me about it?

Yeah.

[ groans ]

You okay?

Ooh!

Oh, Danny!

Oh, shit!

[ tires squealing ]

Breathe, honey, breathe.

[ breathing deeply ]

That a girl, that's it,
there you go.

[ whistling ]

[ classical music playing ]

O'BRIEN: Breathe now,
breathe. [ shushing ]

KAY: Okay, I think they're
about five minutes apart.
Let's just be careful.

Let's relax.

Okay, we're
at the hospital.Stay calm, stay calm.

KAY: All right. Danny, Danny?

Where the hell
is everybody?

KAY: Danny, I'm going
to need some help.

Damn it.

Ohh. Ahh.Okay, easy. Okay. Stay calm.

Okay, we're here.
We're here. Breathe.

[ puffing ]

They're three minutes apart!
We're expecting a baby!
Call the doctor right now!

What's the doctor's name?

Doctor, uh...

Just stay calm...Doctor, uh, it's a woman.
Doctor, uh...

Haskins.Haskins. Doctor Haskins.

They're starting again.Okay.

[ moaning ]

I will never
do this again!

NURSE: Dr. Haskins, please.Breathe.

[ both puffing ]

What's the patient's
name, please?Uh, O'Brien. I mean Kay, uh...

Kennedy.

Yes. I have your patient
here, a Mrs. Kennedy.

Yes, she's in active
labor now. Thank you.Breathe, breathe. Breathe.

She's on her way, sir.Okay. Breathe.

Breathe.

Danny!

[ classical music playing ]

[ breathing heavily ]

Where the hell's the doctor?She'll be here soon.

Where does she live,
New Jersey?

Calm down,
she's on her way.

Hold her hand.
Tell her how proud
of her you are.

Honey, I'm so proud of you.
I'm so proud.

It'll be over
before you know it.

Easy, don't rub
her skin off.

[ groaning ]

[ breathing heavily ]

[ sighs ]

What is this shit?

Okay, my friend, uh,
look, I'm sorry, okay?

I didn't expect
anybody to be here.

Just thought I'd come in
and, uh, sneak in
and get a work out,

without disturbing anyone.
You know what I mean?

Hey, look now,
I don't want any trouble,
and I know you don't.

I hope you don't.

So, let me just
get my gear, okay?

You and I can call it
a draw and, uh,

I'll just leave you
alone in this place and...

...nobody will
bother you, okay?

[ Robinson groans ]

[ wailing ]

DOCTOR: Gently does it.

Oh, she's so cute. Oh...

She's beautiful.

My two beautiful ladies.

Born on the same day.DOCTOR: Dan, hold her head.

What do you think of Angela?

Angela?

Angela.

DOCTOR: Dan,
Kay needs some rest now.

You go home, relax,
get some sleep.

Um, I'll just get
some coffee.

It's all right.
Why don't you go on home.
I'll be fine.

I'm not tired, really.
I feel fine.

[ radio static ]

Hello, Bill?

Danny, it's Dwight.

[ indistinct chattering ]

[ siren blaring ]

Danny, I'm sorry.

Did you check the theater?

Bridges has an army of
his men in there now.

Danny, we found his shoulder
holster draped over a seat.

Come on guys, let's
bring him in.

God. Why didn't you listen?

Nothing. There's
nothing there. The whole
goddamn theater is empty.

I've got all
the men searching the
neighborhood now.

I want the theater
checked again.

O'Brien, we have checked
it from top to bottom.

Now check it from
bottom to top.

Oh, shit.

Come on.
Let's go get the men.

BRIDGES: All right,
everybody, back in.COP: All right, guys, let's go.

Back in there
again, let's go!

COP 1: Somebody
hit the lights!COP 2: I got 'em!

BRIDGES: All right,
get every seat up flat.

[ cops chattering indistinctly ]

What's up, Danny?

All right,
keep your eyes sharp.
Come on, you guys, let's go.

Jim, Todd.
You guys look over there.

Can I borrow that light?

Oh, shit.

Want me to go with you?

No, wait here.

[ gasps ]

BRIDGES: What am I...
Check over there to the right.

Yeah, and then
the center also.

I want those exit
doors checked.

Hey, one of you guys hand me
a flashlight over here.

COP: Here you go.

COP 2: Be careful, man.

COP 3: Be careful.

All right, I want you to
search these bins in here.

You hear? I'll take the
other officer with me,
you follow me up.

Danny?

[ indistinct talking ]

SERGEANT: Check every
cubby hole and niche, okay?

COP: Did you see
this up here?

SERGEANT: Careful.

COP 2: Check that
walkway over there.

COP 3: Single file.

COP 4: If you see
something, just holler.

See anything?Nothing yet.

COP 5: Careful. Careful.

COP 6: Can't see
anything over here.

O'BRIEN: Did you
check those out?

BRIDGES: No, we haven't
checked them out yet.

I'll take a look at it.All right.

SERGEANT: You gonna
stay up there all day?

COP: Yeah, the view's great.

BRIDGES: Watch
your ass, O'Brien.

Tell me about it.

Find anything?

Nothing.

You know,
you think you'd get
used to this stuff.

Hey, good night, partner.

Don't worry, buddy,
we'll get him.

[ elevator dings ]

[ screams ]

[ horn blaring ]

HIGHWATER:
Oh, listen, one thing.

Don't forget
Simon's an animal,

and like all the animals,
he needs someplace
where he can hide,

where he can feel protected,
and play with his victims.

Danny, this is all we got
left on the Wiltern.Thanks.

There you are,
you son of a bitch.

[ baby gurgling ]

She looks like you,
doesn't she?

I'm sorry. I didn't
mean to wake you.

[ baby cooing ]

What's wrong, Danny?

I know where he is.

You found Simon Moon?

Do you have to go?

[ laughs ]

That was a stupid question.

You're right.

Angela is a beautiful name.

I love you.

[ door closes ]

[ phone beeps ]

[ phone ringing ]

1701, please.

Yeah. Dwight!

Yeah?O'BRIEN: Dwight, it's me.

Hey, hey, Danny,
where are you?

I'm on my way to the Wiltern.

Not again?

He's there. Who's there?

[ cocking gun ]Simon Moon.

What? Listen there's a
room upstairs,

used to be a prop room
room during the old
vaudeville days.

It's been plastered
over for years.

Get a squad there
and I'll meet you there
in half an hour.

Yeah, sure.

Right away.

Danny, you wait
there, okay?

You wait for your back-up.

Danny?

[ sighs ] Danny!

[ banging ]

[ smashing ]

[ grunting ]

[ siren blaring ]

[ siren wailing in distance ]

[ grunting ]

[ helicopter hovering overhead ]

COP: Come on.
Let's move it, let's move it.

Come on!

[ screaming ]

DWIGHT: Danny! Danny!

Jesus.

COP: Don't touch anything.

You all right?

You gotta get to a hospital.

COP 2: We don't
need an ambulance,
we need a coroner.

COP 3: Let's seal it off.

Yeah, you're right.

[ elevator dinging ]

[ door opening ]

Oh, Danny.

I do!

I do!

[ soft rock song playing ]