All language subtitles for Pretty Maids All in a Row (1971).720p.WEB-DL

A little pause... and we are back.

A little pause... and we are back.

Moving up and down, going round in lonely
traces of a friend.

The wind in the trees is more than a
breeze.

Winding through a memory.

Chilly winds may blow.

Chilly winds they come and they go.

Chilly winds may blow.

And I don't know.

Endless evolution.

Turned off revolution.

Everybody reads between the lines.

Put on the shelf.

So high on life itself.

Hopelessly we're playing with the mind.

Chilly winds.

Good morning class.

I'm your substitute teacher.

How do you pronounce that?

If you'll get your homework together I'll
circulate that equation.

Take that figure.

And your report is on?

John Milton.

Paradise Lost.

Yours.

Can I please be excused?

Yes.

Who's there?

Hello?

You alright?

Mr. Proffer!

Mr. Proffer!

Mr. Proffer!

Mr. Proffer!

Here, just a moment young man.

Mr. Proffer, in our laboratory.

She's in our laboratory.

Who?

She'll fairbunt.

She's up there in the boy's lavatory.

That is very much against the rules.

It's not that, sir.

Shit, it's nothing immoral, sir.

She's dead.

Mr. Proffer, that's exactly how it started
in other schools.

A moral breakdown.

Values completely disintegrated.

It's alright, she's dead.

Repeat your 10-20.

Oceanfront Heights Road, Forest and Yell
Street.

Roger, I'm on my way.

This is my first murder, but should
everyone be crowding in here?

I don't understand this.

We've always kept our academic averages so
high.

Just a minute, you're not so fair.

She was such a terrific little
cheerleader.

Mr. Proffer, please, if there's any
evidence, sir, it's being trampled.

Alright, watch it, man.

Watch it, come on, step aside.

Let me through there, come on.

Get away from that door.

Get back, get back.

And stay there.

Chief Podolsky, don't you think there's
too much...

Evidence...

Evidence trampling going on here.

Alright, everybody stop trampling on the
evidence.

And that means everybody.

And shut up.

Anyway, it was about 10 after 9.

I remember English class had just
started...

Ain't you the football team water boy?

I'm the student manager.

Oh, the water is carried by the assistant
student manager, Pete.

Well, anyway, I went to use that cubicle
right there.

Say, how do you think the team's gonna do
against Valley High, huh?

I went into that... I went into
this cubicle... Was it 44, 45?

45, I guess.

I started to use this cubicle right here.

And I looked down and I saw a leg.

You guys seem to feel much more positive
about everything now.

State police.

I wonder what's happened.

I want a sperm and motor station checked
before the body's removed.

Why don't you and the boy go to your
office, Mr. Proffer?

I'm sure he'll be more pleasant there.

You don't need a kid at all.

I got his whole story right here.

And the note that was pinned to her butt.

The what?

Yeah, I got it.

Run it.

Here.

Here it is.

Here.

Let me understand this.

You found this on the girl's body?

Yeah.

And you removed it?

And then you folded it carefully.

Otherwise, you might have lost a very
valuable piece of evidence.

You know, I got some very good ideas about
this killing.

And I'm gonna need all the help I can get
from you, Chief.

Starting right now.

McGrew?

Yes.

Oh, sorry, I was in the middle of a Hum
-Wadsworth test.

What?

Wait a minute.

What happened?

I don't know.

Did you hear what happened?

Yes, I sure did.

I just heard.

No, I don't know.

Do they know who did it?

They don't know.

Look, I'll tell you as soon as I come out
here.

She was a fine girl and a really terrific
little cheerleader.

Oh, thank God you've come.

Look, some of the parents are assisting me
close.

School and the newspapers are demanding a
statement.

This is Mr. McGrew, our assistant
principal.

I don't know.

On my way is your football coach.

I've seen you many times from across the
field, McGrew.

I'm Captain Sam Sircher, State Police
Investigation Division.

How do you do?

Sorry I wasn't immediately available.

Oh, he explained.

You know, my kids are going to be really
impressed that I met Tiger McGrew.

How many years has it been since Braddock
High won a game for you folks?

Four years at least, right?

Yes, we've had quite a run of exceptional
young men through here.

Young women, Jill was one of the finest.

She was such a terrific little
cheerleader.

Damn it, Mr. Proffer, don't
you think she'd want to be

remembered for something besides
leading a bunch of stupid yells?

Well, let's get our time sequence straight
now.

When you looked into the booth,
you recognized her.

You turned and then you ran for help.

Well, actually, I didn't recognize her at
first.

Well, I was facing her from sort of an
unusual angle.

And I didn't recognize her until after she
toppled over.

Well, how'd she topple over, son?

I think I leaned on her.

You leaned on her?

How?

When I bent over to read the note.

What are you so...

What are you so nervous about?

Because I...

keep wondering, maybe I did it on purpose.

Did what?

Come on, kid, tell us what you did to the
body.

I leaned my hand on her bottom like I
said.

You think I'd do anything else to a dead
girl?

I haven't even had a live one yet.

Love life problems, huh?

What love life?

I'm 17 years old, and I haven't even so
much as touched a girl's breast yet.

Well, maybe you haven't found the right
girl.

Now, is there anything bugging you?

I mean, like that?

Well, you're not worried about acne or bad
breath or anything.

No, it's nothing like that.

It's nothing physical, then.

That's good.

Perhaps there is one physical thing I
should have mentioned.

I have kind of a problem with you.

You know, erections.

Here's the problem.

Constant parts or does it vary?

Well, it's pretty constant.

Well, I mean, does anything seem to help?

Well, yes, sir, they don't seem to happen
as often if I take cold showers.

When I'm with a girl,
the only thing that helps

is to do multiplication
problems in my head.

But that kind of interferes with
conversations.

Hello, Ponce, dear.

What a terrible experience finding that
poor girl like that.

Oh, hello, Mr. McDrew.

I'm Miss Smith, substitute teacher.

Yes, I know.

Is there anything at all I can do for you?

No, ma'am.

How are you?

Oh, I'm just fine, Miss Smith.

Thank you.

Done.

Very good.

Incidentally, I'm putting your name down
for track next semester.

Oh, wow.

Come on, Tyler.

That sports scene is a drag.

I don't know how you got hooked on it.

You can't spend the rest of your life
reading a book, Harold.

Oh, Jesus.

An animal body needs animal exercise.

Right.

I'm going to teach you to feel mad,
to live.

Hello, Yipper.

Can I offer you a drink?

Yeah.

I'll live right there.

Mommy, did you tell Daddy what I got in
school?

Hi, Sugarflog.

Hey, what's this call turning into?

Oh, don't ask me.

You heard, huh?

On the news, it's awful.

Shocking.

Do the police have any clues?

Well, I don't know.

I talked to the inspector today, but he
didn't seem to want to tell me anything.

You know, they never want to tell you
anything when they talk to you.

It's questions.

Was she raped, Captain?

Well, if you don't mind, I'll ask the
questions.

I'm surprised that embarrasses you.

Well, isn't sex involved in many of the
crimes you investigate?

Yes, now and then.

Now, about those boys Jill used to date.

Were any of those boys in the habit of
calling her...

honey?

Yes.

All right, who?

Oh, well, probably all of them.

See, our generation's not afraid of
feeling...

affection.

Or expressing it.

For example...

I love you.

And I love you.

And the world has learned to love one
another.

I'm afraid that will be all, Miss Licker.

Hilda.

Hilda.

Next.

Good afternoon, Miss Mellish.

Yvonne.

Yvonne.

Doesn't every survey show that the police
are oriented very conservatively?

So are many Americans.

What?

But if the police represent just one point
of view...

well, that could be very dangerous.

Oh, Ponce, hey.

Is my dad dangerous because he's
conservative?

Your dad doesn't have the powers of
repression.

Do the police represent?

Well,

they deserve what they get, that's all.

Football practice?

Not yet.

No, it hasn't been decided yet.

Miss Smith.

Excuse me.

Hi, Mr. McDrew.

Could we...

get together during fifth grade?

Yeah.

I mean, no, no, I'm not free.

But what I mean is I'll make myself free.

Good.

Definitely.

Good.

Okay.

In a typical high school, it would be
difficult to invent a system more

destructive of a child's natural
creativity.

Only in the most backward penal
institutions does one discover equally

oppressive rules of silence, restriction
of movement, constant examination of

behavior, a world in which
one must learn to work, eat,

exercise, and sometimes
even defecate by the clock.

Do you mind?

The coroner estimates that the girl was
killed between eight and...

Yes, I said I was here, working on my book
at that time.

Well, no offense, I hope.

No offense taken.

It's your job.

For test result control, some students are
more easily distracted than others.

This might show up as low IQ or some
defect which actually isn't present.

The principal tells me
that he thinks this guidance

counseling is responsible
for the academic average here.

Master's degree in psychology.

That's quite impressive.

And I understand that you've turned down a
couple of offers to teach at universities?

Because I believe this is, as they say,
where it's at.

High schools are simply not reaching the
students.

For every college dropout, we lose 15 to
18 in high school, Captain.

The record's on the dead girl.

Anything in there that might be of help to
us?

I think Jill fooled a lot of people.

Not particularly intelligent, IQ 103.

She seemed more intelligent because she
adapted so well to level activities.

Quite beautiful, huh?

Yes, extraordinary figure.

Excellent dancer.

But time twirler.

What kind of men would a girl like this be
attracted to, Tiger?

Well, let me see.

I'd say it's not impossible.

She had marriage in mind.

As a psychologist, any comment on the note
that was found on her body?

Out of my line.

Disturbed personality, obviously.

Hello, Miss Smith.

Hi.

Mind locking the door?

Flip the switch, too, will you?

You know, I try to get in three minutes of
this every day.

You'd be surprised how hard it is to find
the time.

Would you like to pour us a drink?

Sure.

Sit over here.

It's organic apples, brewer's yeast,
honey, and a raw egg.

Helps keep the old juices flowing.

Oh, well, that's...

That certainly is important to a teacher.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Cheers.

We must have a real drink sometime.

Or is there somebody?

No.

I mean, there was, but we broke up.

Pity.

Sit down.

It must be very difficult to be a single
female teacher.

Well, yes, I...

I think at times we could
even... It's almost painful.

Which makes me wonder if you can handle
something I have in mind.

Oh, yes.

I mean, I'll certainly try to handle
anything you might throw at me, as it were.

Ponce.

Pardon me?

Oh.

Oh, Ponce De Leon Harper.

Oh, yes, 12th grade, the boy who founded
the... He obviously has enormous potential.

But somehow he's acquired a hang-up about
sex.

And I doubt if a girl his age could help
him now.

And I was wondering, Betty, if you would.

Uh... Help him.

Oh, I understand your hesitation.

This could cut into your
afternoons or evenings when you

and I would meet and compare
notes on Ponce's progress.

Well, uh, yes, I guess we would have to do
that, wouldn't we?

Oh, now, let's see.

As I understand it, you, uh...
You want me to help him?

His problem is...

Sexual immaturity.

Oh.

Yes, uh...

Well, that's, uh...

That certainly is a problem.

And the solution is...

A mature woman's...

Friendship.

Oh!

You want me to be his friend?

You could start by inviting him to your
apartment.

Tell him you want to go over some
assignment with him.

It sounded at first as if you wanted me to
sleep with him.

Isn't that silly?

That's uproarious.

I wonder what you would have said.

Well, now, if we started doing that with
our students...

Who knows where it would lead?

Well, we'd certainly get to know them
better.

But I wonder if it's ever justified.

Say, in the case of a...
Of an exceptional student.

But some teachers...
Might do it for pleasure.

Yes, I suppose there could be
some... Some whistling while we work.

Could I be honest about something?

Yes, of course.

I hope you're not going to ask me to
invite him to my apartment too often.

At this age...

The boys are really becoming men and...

I don't see any point in being...

In being uncomfortable.

Well, there's no reason to be...
Uncomfortable in Ponce's case.

He confessed to me only this morning that
he's...

Totally impotent.

Oh, the poor child.

Yes, tonight, can you?

I thought you might want to expand your
notes on Milton into a term paper.

See you later then, Ponce.

Well, it's hard to answer.

Has anyone made any unnatural sexual
advances toward me?

Perhaps if the captain were to rephrase
the question, Pamela.

No, I think I understand the question.

I don't understand the word unnatural in
this context, sir.

Well, I'm happy to ask all the girls.

The thing is, if a boy didn't make sexual
advances toward me...

I think that would be pretty unnatural.

No, that's not quite what I'm getting at
this Wilcox.

Perhaps if the captain were to rephrase
the question, Pamela.

No, I think I understand the question.

Okay, okay.

All right, thank you very much.

Thank you.

Next.

Sit down, miss.

Sonny, Swingle.

Swingle.

Swingle.

Has anyone made any unnatural sexual
overtures to you?

Oh, wait a minute.

Oh, God.

Oh.

Oh, hi, Ponce.

Come on in.

I just know we're going to be good
friends.

Yes, ma'am.

Now, shall we start out by discussing what
you think about Milton?

Milton who?

John Milton, silly.

Paradise loft, remember?

You were saying about Milton.

Well, he was a great poet.

Go on.

Well, he describes the way in heaven from
which Satan was expelled...

and his evolution into the devil...

avenging himself by...

by corrupting his most finest creation,
woman.

I mean, mankind.

I fled, but he pursued.

Though more it seems inflamed with lust
than rage...

and swifter for me overtook his mother,
all dismayed...

and in embraces forcible and foul
engendering with me...

of that rape begot these yelling
monsters...

that with ceaseless cries surround me...

as thou sauced, hourly conceived and
hourly born...

with sorrow infinite to me...

for when they list into the womb that bred
them, they return.

And howl and gnaw my bowels their repast.

Isn't this exciting?

Oh, yeah.

What's the matter, Ponce?

Now, you don't think I'm going to eat you,
do you?

Oh, yes, I know, Miss Smith.

Come.

Let's make some hot chocolate.

Oh, well, I'll just wait here.

No, come with me, Ponce.

Okay, well, I'll bring the text along in
case you'd like to refer to it.

You've had enough, Milton, for one day.

Let's have some hot chocolate.

Coming, Ponce?

Yeah.

Miss Smith, may I please be excused?

To your left and through the bedroom.

A girl has no diary, just letters.

Let's get cracking.

You're right.

These were all pen pals.

No wonder she didn't die of writer's cram.

Ponce,

are you all right?

The chocolate's getting cold.

Listen to me, Ponce.

I'm hardly worthy of being a teacher if I
can't discuss any problem a student has.

Please come out.

Ponce, dear, I happen to know that you're
struggling with a sexual problem.

Is that it?

Yes, ma'am.

Well, I'm going to be equally honest with
you.

The reason I invited you here was to help
you.

You must be putting me on, Miss Smith.

Come.

Let's sit down and talk about it.

Please.

Oh, I can't.

Ponce, you are a handsome, healthy boy and
everything's going to work out all right.

You mustn't worry.

You must continually believe that.

Ponce, would you be more comfortable
discussing it in the living room?

Please.

Oh, my goodness.

Oh, my goodness.

Ma'am?

Isn't that just wonderful?

Well... We certainly have ended this
night on a note of triumph, haven't we?

I got him.

Son of a bitch.

Damn.

After two days of intensive
investigation, the police are

still without a suspect in the
Oceanfront High School murder.

Joel Fairbun, a lovely
17-year-old senior at Oceanfront,

was found dead in the boy's
lavatory by a fellow student.

Chapter 14.

Love, life and learning are what education
is all about.

Yet somehow, schools begin backwards by
teaching places, names, formulas.

Instead, we should teach a passion for
living, a love for our world and

ourselves, which would set students
reveling in discovery.

And in this century, in
which mankind seems racing

toward a new dark ages
at best, if not annihilation.

I'll get it, hon.

Our schools may become our last chance.

Indeed, our last minute chance to turn
mankind toward truth, joy and love.

It's Captain Surtur, hon.

He says it's important.

We got a couple of questions with Drew.

And they couldn't wait for morning.

Remember the words of the note left on the
body?

So long, honey.

Yes, puzzling.

Which led us to believe that the killer
was a psychopath, but...

Listen.

Dear Jill, honey, how uptight they'd all
be if they knew.

Owe you, honey.

This man needs you.

I'll defy them with you.

Signed.

First, let me make my position very,
very clear.

Nobody but nobody is going to get away
with murder.

But the last person I'd wanted to be is
one of the black students.

Who just opens up that question of police
prejudice.

It's signed Greeny.

Isn't that the nickname of one of your
quarterbacks?

Jim Green?

Yes, but I'm sure you'll find he
was in the cell... We've checked.

This is his week-to-be clean-up monitor in
the chemistry lab.

He was in there alone this morning.

Listen, can I get a sample of his
handwriting?

I mean, homework or something like that?

I want to make absolutely certain before I
make a move.

It's Jim's handwriting.

All right, then we'll have to pick him up.

Well, if he killed her in the chemistry
lab downstairs...

...why would he deposit the body in the
second floor can?

Perhaps because it's the furthest route
away from the assembly...

...and the school office area.

We'll check out the timing and all that.

But I was hoping you were going to tell me
something I don't know.

I am.

He's not your killer, I promise you that.

As his friend, as his teacher...

...and as a skilled psychologist.

All right, I'll hold off.

Yes.

Oh, by the way...

...I was talking over some of your ideas
with my two sons...

...and they told me to give you a message.

Right on, man.

Right on.

Now!

Oh, dear, this is terribly embarrassing.

Oh!

Only one second to here.

Oh!

34 seconds to here.

You stay lit, Miss Kramer.

I want him to carry you in there.

But I've never been in a moise like this
before.

Let's go, boys.

Aha!

Freeze, you son of a bitch!

Voldoski!

While I was waiting for the killer...

...a criminal always returns to the scene
of the crime.

Can we talk about something?

Sure.

I went to see Miss Smith last night.

You mean if a woman compliments you on
your erection?

Well, that should mean she kind of likes
you, right?

Yes.

It does sound like a warm friendship
development.

See what?

Oh, and she said it's splendid,
Pons.

It's just lovely.

Then she shoved me out the front door.

Tiger, am I crazy?

I think we've cured Pons.

What happened?

Well, we discussed Milton and had hot
chocolate.

No, no, no, no.

I mean, what did you do to cure him?

Well, nothing really.

He just...

...bloomed, as it were.

Well, something stimulated the boy.

What was it?

I don't know.

Well, now your next meeting, you must
watch him carefully.

Note the exact moment he's aroused.

Excuse me, but I prefer not to.

Why?

Well, it's difficult to put into words,
but...

Well, after Pons left last night,
I had a miserable evening.

Oh?

He's a very attractive boy, and I just
can't go through all that again.

I'm sure you're exaggerating, Miss Smith.

Tiger, I broke up with my boyfriend 13
months ago.

It's so easy to escape that kind of
discomfort.

I'm surprised you don't know the method.

You don't, do you?

Method?

No.

Well, let me demonstrate.

Now, it's terribly important that you not
think of affection.

Are you at all familiar with this
experiment?

No, no.

I can't say that.

Well, it's a reverse on basic masters and
Johnson.

The whole trick is to maintain an
observer's point of view.

Oh.

Now, since you're treating these
sensations as an interesting physical

phenomenon, you'll notice it's impossible
for me to excite you.

Yes, I noticed.

You see, sex is much more than just touch.

It certainly is.

Not that there isn't an art to touch.

I mean, this can be quite pleasant.

Yes, it could be pleasant.

You are now responding to me,
intellectually and analytically.

I am?

Now, notice the difference when emotion
replaces analysis.

Now, let's try the same thing with
affection.

Are you ready?

Yes.

Lock the door.

What?

Lock the door.

Goodie, I love you.

I want you.

Oh, I want you.

Oh, tiger.

Tiger.

There now.

I'm sure you get the general idea.

Tiger?

Let's see.

I believe I have some test scheduled this
period.

With that body of yours, it was certainly
difficult to remain analytical.

Oh, hello, Pam.

Be with you in a minute.

Could we continue this discussion later
today?

My schedule's pretty tight, Miss Smith.

How about meeting after you've had an
obsession with the student question?

I think I hate you.

Go for it.

Set.

Hut.

You look pretty well up, huh?

Yeah, they can do better.

Watch this for when you get your own team.

Tell me, why are we here?

To win.

What?

To win.

Why do we win?

Why do we win?

Why?

Who can beat us?

Can Carverton beat us?

No.

Can they beat us?

No.

Will they beat us?

No.

What are we gonna do to them?

No.

I ran

into Miss Smith.

She mentioned you.

She did.

I have the impression
that she wouldn't mind

terribly if you happened
by again some night.

You caught me!

I really want you.

No.

I mean I want to split with you.

Split?

I want to be your old lady.

Hey, come on now.

I've got an old lady.

I don't care.

Joe and I were friends, Dick.

We were really tight.

And I know.

Do you understand?

I know.

You know what exactly?

You were making it with her.

Did she tell you that?

No.

I followed you to the beach about five
nights ago.

Remember?

Yeah.

Did she tell anyone?

Just dying like that made me see
something, Tiger.

Got to grab for happiness.

No one's going to give it to you.

Got to reach out and take it.

You haven't answered my question.

You have to mind, Tiger.

Or else I won't be able to help myself.

Morning.

Fill her up?

Yes, sir.

Check under the hood?

Yes, sir.

Tiger!

They

always die with a smile on her face.

But the killer is some part of this
school.

There's no longer any doubt about that.

Are we agreed, then?

Is the school to stay open?

It's our best chance of finding the
killer.

All right.

But what about the game, though,
Tiger?

Oh, heck, I said cancel the whole thing.

We won't win against Carverton.

Right, Tiger?

We play on Friday.

Once you start retreating, life will drag
you down.

Ponce, football practice today?

No, we never practice on the day of a
murder.

Come on, Jim.

You've got to get into it.

Look, Jim, I mean...

All you have to try to do is to make sense
out of the written word.

What's the author trying to say,
you know?

Look... Why would you have me tie myself
down for the first woman who comes along?

Give up the world for her and never look
at anyone else, you see?

What a fine thing that would
be to be... ...tricked into fidelity.

To bury yourself into one passion forever.

And to be blind from your youth on to all
the other...

...beauties... ...to
whom I catch your eye.

No?

All yours, Don Juan.

I'm doing it for Thanksgiving.

Give over to the sweet violence...

...which directs me.

Whatever happens, I can't refuse loving
what is lovable.

And as soon as a beautiful girl asks for
love...

...if I had ten thousand hearts,
I'd give them all to her.

The act of falling in love has an
undefinable charm about it.

And all the pleasure in love
lies in the fact... ...that it doesn't...

...last.

What intense pleasure there is in
subjugating by a hundred attentions...

...the heart of a young beauty...

...in seeing day by day...
...the progress you make.

Hi, Miss Smith.

I was just in the neighborhood
and... ...how are you?

Fine.

I just was riding around... ...I
happened to be in the neighborhood.

Yes, you said that.

I was just riding around doing nothing.

What's that?

Is that for me?

Do you like ducks?

I mean chocolate ducks?

I adore chocolate.

You can sit down.

I can't stay.

There's liquor inside of that.

Oh, Ponce, you shouldn't have.

Oh, no, it's all right.

My father's rich.

I mean, my mother is rich, my father's
dead.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Six years ago.

Oh.

Just like that.

I mean, when nobody was really expecting
him to.

I see.

I am sorry.

I am, too.

I'm sure you miss him.

No, I mean, for yesterday...

...when... Oh, no.

Oh, Ponce, no, that's fine.

I'm sorry for what I did.

No, no, no, that's good.

You shouldn't be sorry for something.

I'm sorry for what happened,
Miss... It should happen all the time.

I mean, don't be sorry about that.

That was just fine.

I'll see you tomorrow, Miss Smith.

I got some work to do.

Good night, Miss Smith.

Where did you tell him you were going?

A majorette meeting.

You should have brought your baton.

I told him I'd borrow one.

On the football field?

Dynamite.

Did you ever want to say to the world...

...I defy you?

Just a minute, please.

Miss Smith, I'm sorry, but I forgot...

You forgot what, Ponce?

I forgot... ...my keys.

I don't see them anywhere.

Perhaps if you retrace your steps.

Come in, Ponce.

I was just getting into bed.

Now, let's see, you came in...

...gave me the duck and then you sat down.

Oh, the duck.

Oh, yes.

It's out there.

I'll walk home.

I only live a few blocks.

Please don't.

I know I can't sleep now.

Maybe if we danced until I became
exhausted, then I could.

Yes, ma'am.

I mean, that's probably a lot better than
taking sleeping pills.

Come here, Ponce.

You're very tense, Ponce.

I'm sorry, Miss Smith.

Betty.

Ponce,

is your mother a terribly strong-willed
person?

Why didn't you guess?

You're letting me lead.

Oh, I'm sorry.

And you keep apologizing.

Yes, ma'am.

She's a great person, you understand.

Anything that I ever become, I'll owe to
her.

I'm sure you owe a lot to Tiger,
too.

Well, he was a great guy.

Yes, he's a very wise man.

What's the matter, Ponce?

Nothing.

You're tired of dancing?

No, I love to dance.

No.

Why, sometimes I dance for hours.

Like tonight, huh?

Oh, it's good music, Miss Smith.

I could dance all night tonight.

Ponce, are you undressing me?

Oh, no, Miss Smith, no.

It's, uh... I guess I must have
accidentally... Ponce, don't hurt me.

The dog.

What, dear?

The dog.

Oh, Jesus.

Oh.

The dog.

Oh.

Oh, it's... It's all right,
Ponce, it's all right.

Come.

We'll fix the damage.

Come here.

Hi, Coach.

John, how are you?

Fine.

And you?

Oh, fine, fine.

Say, John, would you mind turning off that
light?

John?

Oh, yeah.

Anyone with you, John?

No, no.

Not just me.

That's good.

Come into the game on Friday?

Oh, sure.

We got some new plays.

We're really ripping the pieces.

Be back in three minutes.

John?

You know her?

Hoover?

Sure, I go to her old man.

Yeah, me too.

Yeah, he's a terrific dentist.

He gave me a terrible root canal job last
year.

This tooth right here.

What brings you out tonight, John?

Well, the murderer.

You know they always return to the scene
of the crime.

Good thinking.

Doing a little homework, huh?

Listen, John.

We got a play on a diagram for you.

It's a swing around left hand.

You know, with that many girls around,
you're bound to come across one bitch, right?

But don't you worry about it.

You just go out there and beat Carverton
on Friday.

On...

Don't let the boys worry about those
killings.

You just tell them old John will figure
something out eventually.

Yeah, I'm sure you will, John.

Say, I'm sure sorry I messed up that
little party of yours.

Oh, well, what's a fella to do,
John?

Some things just can't be helped.

Here, I'll show you.

Unbalanced lines, eh?

Now, I know if that colored boy didn't do
it.

I mean, not the way that nigga plays
football.

Take a look.

Is he gone?

Yeah.

Oh, brave new world that has such people
in it.

Shakespeare, the Tempest.

Do you know how many stars there are in
our galaxy?

No, can't say that I do.

A hundred billion.

Do you know how many men have lived since
the beginning of time?

A trillion?

About one hundred billion.

That means there's one star for every man
that's ever lived.

Far out.

You're gonna be late for school!

It's over you.

Didn't I hear those cases start to take on
some pretty bizarre aspects?

Yeah, it's like a pile driver broke both
askies and had no one in front of him.

A karate man.

Do you think the chief may have stumbled
over something out there last night?

Yes, sir, that's not a bad guess.

Oh, Mr. Proffer, it's a delegation from
the American Legion.

They want to talk to you
about an anti -perversion

and one hundred percent
Americanism committed.

No, no, no, I can't.

I couldn't possibly.

There have been four murders.

Get out there and give him a hand.

People from Life magazine say I got a post
for them, may I?

They're taking pictures of everything.

Hey, Life magazine, that's international
coverage.

That's good.

Two A students, a B student, and now a
chief of police.

We've certainly got a batch of funerals
coming up.

I just can't work here anymore.

I just can't stand it.

Get some water.

Oh, Harriet, Harriet, I do understand.

I do.

I do very upset how you feel.

Now, you need a rest.

I need a rest.

You have short vacations.

No, I can't.

I don't want to miss the game tomorrow.

Please, folks, we are
doing everything in our

power to ensure the
safety of the boys and girls.

Miss Craymyer, Miss Craymyer, Miss
Craymyer is Tiger.

Our assistant principal, I am sure, will be
able to answer any questions that you have.

Oh, he can't.

Of course he can.

He's doing a personality profile.

If you will not close the school, I will
not allow my Hilda to step foot here.

How are you, Hilda?

Terrific.

Good.

Sorry, Miss Smith.

Miss Smith?

How are you, Betty?

Terrific.

Good.

Jesus, Captain, he served his country.

Infantry Company Commander, Korea.

And get this.

Unit Commendation plus a Silver Star plus
a Purple Heart.

And this here.

Ranger Training, Fort Benning,
Georgia.

Karate Instructor.

And this guy's probably also an expert in
crossbows, boomerangs and fencing.

You sure you're not just jealous of him,
Captain?

There's a girl up there with him now,
testing lights on.

You may be right.

Remember, he's a genuine hero.

You admitted he was one of the greatest
guys you ever met, Sam.

I'm sorry.

Someone reported a stranger loitering
outside your door in the corridor.

I mean, I've been with the janitors.

I think Ponce is probably right.

I understand, Captain.

I really do.

Thank you.

Marriage?

Serious step, Ponce.

I really love her.

May I be very candid here?

Sure, man.

That's why I come to.

We've never discussed this, but I can see
now is the time.

You see, I've always had the real hope
that...

after college, you'd return here
to Oceanfront High... as a teacher.

A teacher?

I feel that you'd be one of the best.

I've felt that ever since I first
evaluated you for a stumper brooder.

And since I'd become principal
eventually...

you'd become vice principal.

I'd continue as guidance counselor.

But even here, I want you to begin
handling as much of it as you can.

Wow.

There's my girl.

Come here today.

I wish I could have that boat.

This one?

All right.

We'll buy this boat.

That's more my style.

Yeah.

On my salary.

Steal it.

We'll go to Mexico.

What about Brazil?

Tahiti, daddy.

Tahiti?

Let's go now.

Okay.

Now and forevermore.

Amen.

All buried at the same time.

Not touching.

I'm so proud of our community.

Everybody insisted we not cancel the game.

We'll lose for sure.

Everybody's so down.

They're gonna have a moment of silence for
each of the girls at halftime.

Jesus.

Well organized.

Come here.

Hi, tiger.

My little sweet shortcake snack.

I've got something for you.

I've always got something.

For a clue, look in your top desk drawer.

We're gonna have to cool it for a while,
sonny.

Why?

Just for a while.

Will you forgive me?

If I had something to hold me over.

For?

It's cake!

And they want it cake!

When

the hell do you get off playing it like
that?

You children don't want life.

You want Disneyland.

Pope!

Pope, you can't even take out 150-pound
sophomore.

And Moss.

Are you running or dancing a ballet?

And Primo and Sullivan.

You two are playing like a couple of old
women.

And Jim is no help to you because he's
running with his head down.

And he's sloppy!

You bunch of pussies!

A few moments of silence for our dear
departed.

Three wonderful girls from our student
body.

One of them a terrific little cheerleader.

Who I know are up there, somewhere,
still cheering us on today.

And of course, that
valiant crime fighter, John

Poldowski, who gave his
life for all of us, you might say.

Is it possible we can do it like we
planned?

Yes.

You promised me you'd win, didn't you?

You promised me you'd hit him,
didn't you?

Are we going to hit him?

Yes.

Are we better?

Are we the greatest?

What are we?

Kill him!

God damn it!

My

office in ten minutes.

We've got a lot to talk about.

Come on, Tiger!

The man who wrestled at tomorrow's gym may
never get up again.

Coach,

how about the academics?

Congratulations, Coach.

How about a few words for KBEX?

Coach?

Hi, Tiger.

I've got something for you.

I've always got something.

For a clue, look in your top desk drawer.

Why?

If I had something to hold me over.

Yeah, that's it.

Give me a little closer.

Yeah, down here.

That's it, yeah.

You do it.

Hey,

man, you really made some great calls.

Good.

Good.

Especially that last reverse.

Right at the slight.

Back.

Listen, Tiger, I think I'm coming down
with something.

I'm gonna go home.

I'll drive you.

Hey, great game, eh, Sam?

It's time to blow the whistle on the swing
-up.

Pick up McDrew for questioning.

Sam!

And besides that, I won
every young broad he's

had in there recently
for a lie detector session.

All right, go ahead.

And here we have Captain Sam Sircher,
State Police.

It was a great game, eh, Captain?

Would you say, Captain, that we can expect
some sort of breakthrough in the high

school murder case in the very near
future?

Shit.

And you heard it first here on KBEX,
an inside report from our State Police.

No puns.

I didn't ball the entire female student
body.

Just a few truly exceptional girls.

Just as I could concentrate only on those
boys with good potential.

Like yourself.

A few others, you know.

With girls, you communicate best that way.

With boys, I use sports, fishing trips,
that sort of thing.

Hey, remember that rugged hike to the top
of Mount Whitney?

Oh, Jesus.

Yeah, but did you have to kill them?

Chill.

Was an incredibly stupid mistake on my
part.

It was the only time I ever ignored my own
test results.

In the office that morning, the ultimatum
divorced my wife.

Marry her, announce it to the world at
that moment.

Or else.

You know, my first thought, puns,
was, if I could explain it to you,

make you really understand, then perhaps
you'd keep silent.

You know, I'm really beginning to
understand.

No, puns.

You couldn't possibly keep silent.

And I'm afraid there's no way you could
convince me that you could.

We have a real dilemma, haven't we?

The accelerator's stuck!

Hang on, Potts!

Hang on!

We

are gathered here in memory of our late
and much-regretted friend, Michael Tiger

McDrew, whose contributions have put
Oceanfront High School at the vanguard of

educational communities and at the top of
the high school football league.

A heroic man, whose last act was to thrust
a passenger student from the submerging

car, giving his life that a boy might
live.

The sea has not yielded up his remains.

But his memory will live forever in our
hearts and his soul in God.

Amen.

You knew I

was special to him?

He would have wanted us to comfort each
other.

My place at four.

Did you really guess wrong about him,
Sam?

Getting his last breath to save a young
boy?

I guess I must be getting stale.

I need a vacation.

I think I'll take a couple of weeks.

Where are you going?

I don't know.

You're a fool as a bride.

I hope to be.

Still, it's very strange they never found
a buddy, isn't it?

I'm crushed.

I have to talk to someone.

My place or yours?

When the winds say come and they go A
chilly wind may blow Wind of the

wind A chilly wind may
blow A chilly wind say come

and they go A chilly wind
may blow Wind of the wind

It's getting lost and
found Lost and found Only

talking to the wind The
wind, moving up evergreen.

The wind in my dreams is more than a
breeze winding through our memories.

Jimmy wins!

Jimmy wins!