All language subtitles for Paparazzi (Abascal, Paul 2004)_WEBRip.720p.x264.AAC_EN

♪ My thing

♪ My thing ♪

We're on the red carpet tonight
for the premiere of Adrenaline Force.

This is Bo Laramie's breakout role,

in what is certain to become

a very popular action franchise.

Take a look at the crowd
behind me, you can see

they have been completely ignited
by the anticipation of Laramie's arrival.

Oh, my God.
This is huge, babe.

It's a long way from pounding nails

in buildings.
Yeah.

Do you know all these people?

No, son. I don't
know any of 'em.

I think they think they know you, Dad.

Yeah, I think you're right. Yeah.

Okay, honey, I want you to go
out there and have a good time.

Okay.
I'm proud of you.

You've worked hard.
I love you.

Hey. You ready, Bo? Yeah.
I'll see you guys in a little bit.

Buddy, give me five.
Huh? Go get 'em, Dad!

Whoa!

Good luck tonight, Bo.
Thanks.

Bo. Your first action film.
How are you feeling tonight?

Aw, man, this is all new to me, you know.

I'm just, really just
trying to enjoy it. You know?

And, uh, I'm excited.
This is... It's unreal.

Your fans are waiting.
Congratulations. Thank you very much.

I appreciate it.

Bo! Bo! Bo!
Hey, Bo, can you sign this?

Right here?
Thanks, man.

♪ What you lookin' at

♪ Don't mess with me

♪ What you lookin' at

♪ Don't mess with me

♪ What you lookin' at

♪ What you lookin' at ♪

Over here!
Shake his hand!

Whoa. What a night.

Unreal.

Six months ago, I couldn't
get arrested with a fresh corpse

and a smoking gun.

And today I'm the, uh, "it" guy?

But you can't buy into that.
That's an illusion.

That's not real.

You know, there are
primitive tribes that believe

you lose a piece of your soul
every time your picture's taken.

After last night,
it's a wonder I have any left.

Bo Laramie.
Hold that thought.

- It is!
- Oh, my God!

That's him!

Now, that never happened
in high school. Never.

That's an illusion.
It's not real.

Life is good.

I guess I'm just gonna
keep doin' what I'm doin'

until somebody figures out I
really don't know what I'm doin'.

Yeah, you know, that makes
sense. That sounds like a plan.

♪ No one here
is where I'm from

♪ Or where I want to be

♪ We all get drunk
on too much sun

♪ And don't know
who to be

♪ But don't you worry

♪ I won't let them

♪ Sell me out

♪ Sell me in

♪ Color me misunderstood

♪ But I won't go Hollywood ♪

Hey, buddy.
Hey, Dad.

What's up? Mom says
you run so you won't get fat.

Is that true?
Is that what she said? Really?

Well, you know what?
Your mother's right again.

That's it. Everything we
have fits in half a cabinet.

I love this house.

We sure it's ours?
It's ours, beautiful.

It's ours.
How was your run?

Good enough that the fat man and his family
can go get some muffins on the way to soccer.

Muffins! Did you give our secret away?

Yeah.

Stop!

Okay, I'm gonna put you in the cabinet.

Hey, Bo. How are you,
Sierra? What's goin' on?

Hi, Zach.
Hi, Sierra.

- Hi, Rusty.
- The usual?

You know what? Give us three of the
blueberry and two coffees, will you, please?

Sure. I saw this huge billboard
of you going up on Sunset.

I know. It's wild, isn't it?

Excuse me. You're Bo
Laramie, aren't you? Mm-hmm.

What's your name?

Oh, I'm Emily, from Ohio. Nice
to meet you, Emily from Ohio.

Thanks. Could I get
your autograph?

Yeah, absolutely. Where
would you like me to sign?

Right across your crotch would be great.

Hey, Zach, let's go, buddy.

Where'd you get this?

They just put 'em out at the
grocery store across the street.

Thank you!
Yeah.

Hold this, will you, bud?

Just keep the change.
Thank you, Sierra. Thanks.

- See ya.
- Bye, Sierra.

We're naked. Can they
do this? They did, Abby.

How dare they put Zach
on the cover of a magazine?

There are so many creeps out
there. I... He's a minor. Is this legal?

I'm gonna call Gill, and
I'm gonna find out. All right?

God, Bo.

My principal, the teachers.

My kids' parents.
What are they gonna think?

I'm sorry you're being
put through this, Abby.

Why is Daddy in a magazine with
a black thing covering his pee-pee?

You ready to play some
soccer today, buddy? Yeah!

Here you go!

Cross it.

How's it going, buddy?
Great.

Morning, guys.
What do you say, Coach?

Good morning.
Hey, listen.

Thanks for those tickets.
Oh, yeah, yeah. Absolutely.

You got it, bro. All right, now.
Only one thing matters, right?

I know, Dad.
Have fun.

Okay.

I'll be right back, sweetie.

Hey.
How you doin', Bo?

All right.
What are you doin'?

I'm about to watch a soccer game.

How's Zach doin' this
morning? He's a good-lookin' boy.

He's got a birthday
comin' up, doesn't he?

You want to take a picture
of me? I'm right here, okay?

Take a few shots. But you got
no right taking pictures of my son.

That's a point of law,
Mr. Laramie.

I have every right to take
pictures of whoever I want...

Hmm, hold on a second...
...in a public park.

Yes, I do. Not without my
consent you don't, all right?

Now, come on.
Look. Things have changed.

You're somebody now.
You better get used to this.

Oh, yeah? I'm somebody now?
Yes, you are. You're somebody now.

Now your game's about
to start. It's a security risk.

I'm asking you nicely,
and I'm saying please.

Don't take pictures of my son.

Okay. Okay.

You got it, Bo. Thank
you. I appreciate it.

I understand.

Sure thing, famous guy.

Good job, buddy.
You were awesome.

Thanks, Mom. I'm proud of you,
son. You did a great job, buddy.

You did a great job.

Son of a bitch.

Take him to the car.

Bo!

What did I tell you? I said don't take
another goddamn picture of my family.

You understand that? Not one
more. Kid takes a nice picture.

Won't bring half as much as the ones I
have of Abby changing Zach's clothes.

The steamy ones...
by the pool.

Oh, yeah?

- Huh?
- Is that Bo?

Oh, are you gonna pay.

Smile, Bo.

You get that?

Ooh, in living color, chief.
Cops are on their way.

Bo!
Hey, Bo.

Hey, big shot!

Enjoy what's left of your weekend.

Let's go make some money.

Oh, yeah? Huh?

Wow. We're told Laramie was
released late Saturday afternoon,

ordered to attend
anger-management classes

as part of a plea agreement.

His people tell us the assault
charges will likely be dropped,

in lieu of a settlement
that could easily cost

the rising star half a million dollars.

The victim, 34-year-old Rex Harper,

is also demanding a public apology.

Our very own Giuliana caught up with Bo

on the set of his new action movie.

Giuliana?
Thanks, Patrick.

And thank you for agreeing to sit
down with me. Thanks for having me.

Bo, just so we understand what happened,

you became angry at some photographers

after they were taking pictures of
you at a weekend soccer game?

Mr. Harper was
taking pictures of my son

and I politely asked him
to stop, and he didn't.

So you hit him?

Well, there's a little bit
more to it than that, but, yeah.

This guy is nothing
but a low-class parasite.

Your parasite's right here. He's
never gonna get an apology from me.

And if he knows what's good for him,
he'll stay away from me and my family.

- Can you believe this prick?
- Strong words...

Yeah.

Yeah. I gotta go.

Laramie, I'm gonna destroy
your life and eat your soul,

and I can't wait to do it.

Well, here's one for ya.
You're lucky.

Real lucky.

A judge orders me to spend
$400 an hour on therapy

that I don't need,
and that makes me lucky?

You're lucky you're not in jail.

You're not in Montana anymore, Bo.

Anger management is not about
upgrading from a 20 to a 12-gauge.

The point is,

you're carrying belief systems
from a previous life

that don't fit your new reality.

Some of your old values
may not be valuable anymore.

Not here, not now.

Well, I disagree.

You don't mess with a man's family.

And I'm not gonna change who I am

to suit my environment
or your expectations.

I got to where I am
by doing things my own way.

Oh, I think the judge
would agree with you.

That's not what I meant, but...

No, I know that.

Look, your, uh, Your time here...

It's gonna give you the tools
to better deal with situations

like last Saturday's.

And I'm considerably cheaper
than Mr. Harper.

All right. Is that it?
For now, yes.

And, uh, if you have a
problem, I want you to call me.

All right.

Thank you.

I'll see you next week.

Thanks, Phil.

Clear.

Must be cold as hell this time of year.

Huh?
Switzerland.

What do you mean?
It says here...

This came out of the U.K., so it
must be true. "Unnamed sources say...

"Laramie chartered
a private jet to Switzerland.

"While there the young star reportedly
underwent a penile enhancement,

"surprising his wife with it
on her birthday."

Nice, huh? Did you give it a
name? "Big Bo"? "The Albatross"?

Something sexy for the bedroom,
to keep it fun. I'm going to.

Bo, can we get you for a lineup in
here? Yeah, yeah. Yeah, no problem.

It's nice, how they caught me. Yeah.

Can I see it?
You want to show it to me?

Can't keep anything a secret these days.

Why would ya? You got the work
done, you might as well let people see it.

If it's big like that, why
would you want to hide it?

You might wanna be nicer to him.

Things have changed
around here. Take a look.

Amigos.
You got the stuff, huh?

Thank you. Muchas gracias, amigos. Merci.

Sure, man.

Nice legs.
What time do they open?

Does that usually work
where you come from?

Yeah, a couple of times.
Leave!

Now!

Can you believe that guy?

I thought he was kind of cute.

Loser.

And you're considering this?

All I'm saying is they called.

Those schmucks over at Web Pics

are turning this friggin'
business into a trout farm.

Celebrities getting approval over
paparazzis' photos? That's bullshit!

The public wants raw and real,
and that's what we give them.

Let me tell you something, my friends...

We're the last of the real hunters.

I'll drink to that.

Like those shots you got of
Lopez. Now, they were the shit.

And you are a dog.

Damn straight.
I made bank on 'em, too.

I spent three nights hidin' in that tree.

Ants crawlin' all over my ass.

I picked her off with a
thousand mil from 120 yards out.

It was beautiful.

Yeah. Too bad
it wasn't really Lopez.

Nobody knows that. Let
me tell you something, Kevin.

Don't start sweatin'
the small stuff, okay?

Or you'll get soft, end up like the rest
of those pussies working at the agencies.

Hey, I'm here, ain't I?

Hanging with you and Rex,
who is, by the way, still the king.

$105,000 for that shot
of Clooney in the woods.

Ohh-hoo.
Mm.

Yeah, Clooney's been a real gold mine.

How'd it go, huh?
She's a lesbian.

Really?

I'm gonna get a second opinion.

God, you get a lot of lesbians.

Let's go.
Excuse me.

Buy you another round?
Yeah.

Hey, Dan... Dana.

I guess you can afford it.
What's that supposed to mean?

You think I wouldn't recognize the guy

that siphoned half a million
dollars out of Bo Laramie?

Hey, I saw you get your ass kicked on TV.

Look, I'm a photojournalist.

I was doing my job.
Mm-hmm.

I was assaulted and justice was served.

With the exception
of Laramie's apology to me.

I like reading the tabloids.
I think they're fun.

- I think you're drunk.
- I think you're cute.

Your pictures hurt people.

Do they?
The irony...

Marcy.

Marcy is... Everyone wants
to have steak,

but nobody wants to date the butcher.

My job is to provide a
window of reality for society.

It's up to them whether they
want to look through it or not.

Come on. Have you ever bought a tabloid?

Guilty as charged. Don't
feel guilty. Guilty's bad.

I mean, everyone wants to have a...

Little peek, huh?

See?
It's human nature.

Look, there's a...
There's a premiere tonight,

and an after party I'm covering.

Come with me, as my guest,

and, um, see things from an
entirely different perspective...

Mine.

Hey, do a shot with me
and then tell me your story.

I'm a good listener.

Really?
Uh-huh.

Listen to this...
No.

What do you say, Marcy? You
want to have a little adventure?

It's beautiful. You should
come and see it. Yeah?

Yeah. So, when... Saturday,
can you come? Or...

Saturday would be great.
Hey, Bo. How's it going, mate?

Huh?
Good to see you again.

Good to see you.
Remember me?

London press junket. You
were sitting next to me in the pub

and there was that beautiful
bird on your lap and...

Oh, sorry, man. Is that
your wife? Get out of here.

Sorry.
Get out of here.

What the hell was that?
Some jackass.

Hey. She bite?

There's no way the little missus
ignores that. Great. Let's roll.

Come on. Let's go!

Road trip.
Wait! Aren't we going in?

You want to tell me
what's bothering you, honey?

I just think it's interesting.
That's all.

You were in London last spring. Right.

My girlfriends at home get jealous

if somebody winks at their husband
at the company Christmas party.

Half the civilized world
wants my husband.

How do you think that makes me feel?

You know what that guy
said tonight is bullshit, right?

Yeah, I know.
Okay.

I guess it's all
just new to me, you know?

It's new to me too, honey.
And I'm...

You know, every day I'm learning.

Abby!

Bo! Look at me!
Look at me! Look at me!

- Look at me!
- Hey, Bo! Big shot!

Look at me!
I can't see a thing.

Hello, Bo!
Bo! Bo!

Bo, slow down!

Daddy! It's all right, son. It's okay.

Son of a bitch!

Takin' the front!

Okay, Leonard.
Box him in.

Hold on!

Len! Come on. Let's go.

Come on. Come on.

Hello, sweetie.

Yeah, there's been a terrible
accident on, uh, 5th and Flower.

We need an ambulance.

Oh, yeah.

Hey, Marcy.
Hey, honey.

Everything's gonna
be fine, okay? Come on.

Everything's fine. There's an
ambulance on the way already.

They're not hurt that bad. We'll
go back on my boat, have a drink.

Okay? I'll be right back. All right.

Okay? Okay?
Okay.

Let's go. Clear out.
We're finished here.

Go! Go! Go!
Come on!

Go!

Hi.

How is she?

She's in recovery.
I had to remove her spleen.

The next few weeks will be very
difficult, Bo. She'll be in a lot of pain.

We'll manage that with
medication, watch her very carefully.

Now, let's talk about
your little guy here.

He's stable.
His vitals are good.

But comas are a tricky thing, Bo.

All we can do is wait.

Okay.

Can we be left alone?
Absolutely.

Thank you, Doctor.

Daddy!

You taped me?
Mm-hmm.

The wine... You... you must
have put something in it...

Obviously it made you quite amorous.

It's a shame, Marcy,
you don't remember it.

Still think you're going to the police to
tell them who caused Laramie's accident?

You better think again!

Not only will I attach that to
every porno site on the Internet,

I will make sure it finds its way to your
father's desk at the State Department.

You wouldn't...
You wouldn't do that.

You don't see my face on
that screen. Do you, Marcy?

Now go... go to the police!
See if I'm bluffing!

Now, get out of my goddamn house!

Get out of here.

Hey there, little guy.

I'm gonna come back
and see you every day, okay?

It's okay, honey. He can
hear you, sweetie. All right?

Okay.

One second, honey.

I'm gonna go out and talk to
the detective. I'll be right back.

Honey, wake up and you
can have whatever you want.

Hi, Bo.
How are you, Detective?

Look, I tracked down those
paparazzi guys you told me about.

Brought 'em in one at a time.

They all came up with the same
story. Oh, yeah? What story's that?

Well, they never deny following you.

They say they drove up on the accident,

called 911 and never left
until help arrived.

Come on, Detective,
that's bullshit. You hear me?

Come on, man.
Give me a break, will ya?

I'm just tellin' you what I got.

Until I find someone who actually saw
somethin' different, that's all I have.

What about the, uh, other driver?

He died late last night. He
never regained consciousness.

I'm sorry, Bo. But listen, if there's a
witness out there, I'm gonna find him.

Believe me.

I'm all over this one, Bo.

I appreciate it.

The victim died, Bo.

What now?

Did you mean to kill
him, Bo? Nice driving.

Stellar Agency. Please
hold. That's for pickup, Sara.

Bo, taking these paparazzi to court

is only gonna cause more headlines.

Let it go. We've got bigger
problems to deal with.

The studio says we get back to work or they
will be forced to shut down the picture.

Five weeks, Bo. They're losing
a tremendous amount of money.

The bond company is now threatening to
go after you. And your production company.

Technically, you weren't hurt.

What'd you say?
Uh, Bo, you're upset.

You don't know shit.

I'm sorry.

So, what do you want us to do, Bo?

And that's a cut.
Excellent!

Well done.

Whoo. Way to do it.
Good job, Bo. Way to do it.

You all right?
Yeah.

All right.
That's a wrap, everybody.

We'll pick it up here tomorrow morning.

What you got, Jay?

Just a bunch of crap.

Oh, man.
"Laramie's wife on drugs."

"Star too busy to notice."

Mr. Laramie?
I'm Reggie, Aegis Security.

Hey, Reggie. The studio sent
me to keep an eye on things.

I'll be on set for the rest of the show.

Well, I could use you.

Hey, Bo.
Hey.

No soccer with Zach this...

Oh, my God.
No, that's okay.

Oh, no, no, no. I'm so sorry. Sierra.

I can't believe I just said
that. Sierra, look at me. Sierra?

Zach will be fine, okay?

Okay.
All right?

God damn it.

Hey!

Hey!

What are you gonna do, hit me, too?

Man.

Yeah. It's bullshit, man!

Yeah, Beverly Hills.

Let me have the number for
a Dr. Jennifer Kelley, please.

Whoa!

Hey!

Help me! I'm comin', man. Hold on!

You got to help me.
Please!

Laramie! Oh, God.

Help me! Hurry!

Hurry! Oh, God.

I'm here.

Sit up. Help me. Reach.
Reach! Reach! Reach!

Give me your hand.
Hurry up.

Give me your hand.

What are you trying to do, kill me?

Shut up and give me your
goddamn hand! Damn! Oh, my God!

Help me! Please!

Hold on, man.
Hurry!

Hurry!

Oh, God! You... You think we were up your
ass before? I'm gonna own you now, slick.

What'd you say?
Just pull me up!

Pull me up.

Come on. Pull me up. Hurry!

Pull me up! Now! Now!

I'm startin' to feel much
more in control of my anger.

Well, that's quite a leap in progress.

Especially considering
your recent tragedy.

Yeah.

Well, I can't let the fact that four
paparazzis nearly killed my family

affect my behavior, now, can I?

What do you mean by that, Bo?

Well, you asked me to work
on something, and, uh, I did.

Well, surely you must have some
feelings about what happened.

I feel cheated.

I'm angry.

Blessed.

All at the same time.

What's this?

A journal.

I want you to start recording
specific events that prompt your anger,

and how you dealt with them
in the moment.

Doing this will help you
put a face on your problems.

My problems already
have faces, Dr. Kelley.

Well, then you're moving
in the right direction.

Let this journal become
a sanctuary for you, Bo.

My clients are having
great success with it.

Really?

This shit happens way too often.

This kid never even hit the brakes.

This guy ain't no kid. He's close
to 40. They call 'em Rolex Riders.

They hang out in Beverly
Hills, wear expensive leathers.

Same guy cuts all their
hair. Pity. He was cute.

Hey, fellas.
Detective Burton, SIS.

You boys mind if I sniff around?

Knock yourself out, Detective.

Hey, mind if I ask you something?

What's Special Investigations

sending a D2 down to a traffic accident?

Well, I heard your
victim's name on the radio.

He was part of a case
that I've been working on.

It's probably nothing. I
just thought I'd look around.

Here you go, sweetie.

Thank you.
Sure.

Need anything else?
Mm-mmm.

I'm fine.

Okay.

One second.
All right?

Hello. Oh, hi, Bo. It's Detective Burton.

Hey, Detective. I hope
I'm not bothering you.

No, no, no. We just got
back from the hospital.

Any change? No, no. No change.

But thanks for asking.
So, what's up?

Well, you remember that guy Kevin Rosner?

He was killed earlier today
in a motorcycle accident.

The... the name
sounds familiar. Wh...

He was one of the photographers
that was involved in your accident.

Hmm. Oh. Well, that's
too bad, isn't it?

I just thought you'd like to know.

Yeah, well, I appreciate you calling.

Okay.

Bo!

All right.

Okay.

Chrissy!
Hey, baby.

Hey. What do you got?

Just like I expected. Cops refused
to release Kevin's personal effects.

Then what are we doin'... Would
you let me finish? I said I expected it.

So I slapped 'em with a bogus power
of attorney. They didn't have any choice.

Ready for the good news?

Cheryl.
Do you mind, love?

Check this out.

Kevin!

Even in death, they can't shut him up.

Hey, Cheryl.
Call Richard.

Tell him to hold the cover.

Hello, Debra. Can you
get me through to Richard?

We got something here. We
need to speak with him now.

Bo?

Bo! Howdy.
Hey, Detective.

How are you?
Good. How you doin'?

Okay. Good to see you.
Everything all right?

Yeah, things are good.
Good.

You want a cup of coffee?
I'd love one. Thanks.

Let's take a walk. I'll
show you around. Okay.

Listen, the other day after I hung up
with you I did some digging around.

Right.

We're dealing with
real scumbags here, Bo.

This guy...
Leonard Clark?

He used to be an attorney.

He got himself disbarred for
distribution of narcotics. Is that right?

What do you think
the son of a bitch does?

He turns around and sues the police
department for illegal search and seizure.

Cost the city a million bucks
just to make it go away.

He's still on probation for
possession of illegal firearms.

Really?

And this other guy... Harper?
The guy you slapped around?

Yeah.

He slimed his way out of
an attempted rape charge.

Guess who the attorney was?

Leonard Clark?
Yeah.

And by the way, you're not
the first deep pockets he got into.

Right.

This actor, Andy Baldwin? Alec?

Yeah. One of those Baldwin guys. Right.

Anyway, he slaps Harper around.

Harper takes him to the cleaners,

and then Harper moves into
a boat in the marina.

Now, listen, Bo,

until I get this thing
straightened out...

I know that you actors have people
and places you wanna keep confidential.

Right.

If I were you, I would be very careful
about what I said on my cell phone.

Really. Why's that? Because
for a couple hundred dollars,

you can go to your local radio guy

and you can drop in on
anybody at any time. Hmm.

Bo, we're ready for you on set. Okay.

Listen, Detective, thanks
for coming by. I appreciate it.

I'll speak to you soon. Okay? Okay.

Okay. Thank you.

Thank you.

I'm scared for Zach.
I...

Part of me just wants to take him back
to Montana where he can feel secure.

And I don't think
he's gonna get that here.

Hey, Reg.
Where you at, man?

Yeah, I just got here.

Listen, Nicole Kidman's
coming by for a lunch meeting.

- All right, I'm on it.
- See you in a sec.

You hear that, Leonard,
you piece of shit?

Sorry, man.
Can't let you slide.

Mr. Laramie's orders.

Mm-mmm.
Do you mind?

Yes, I do.

What's going on, Reg?
Uninvited guest.

Oh, yeah?

I don't see anybody hurt or naked. You
sure you're in the right place, Leonard?

Very funny.
Ha-ha-ha-ha.

Get rid of him, Reg.

You heard him.
Don't touch me!

I'm leaving.

Emergency Response.

Listen, there's a guy with a
blue metallic Volvo station wagon!

He's waving a gun all over the place!

What is your location?
Westbound on Sunset Boulevard!

We're coming up to Western now!

His license number is ABM543.

Right. He's by himself! He's a white
guy! He's crazy! Get somebody down here!

All units, be on the lookout
for a blue Volvo wagon,

license Adam-Baker-Mary 543.

Approach with caution. Driver has
priors for illegal weapons possession.

Last seen heading westbound
on Sunset near Western.

Pull over immediately!

Pull your vehicle over!
Oh, bollocks.

Do you wanna see a license?

Show me your hands!

Get your hands up!

Do it now! Right now!
What the hell is this?

Gun!

And I'll let you stay up
as late as you want

until 10:00.

Do you want a new bike?

We need you to wake up.

One man is dead in what police are
describing as a bizarre "suicide by cop."

The victim, Leonard Clark,
pointed a weapon at several officers,

who were forced to open fire,

killing the man instantly.

Details are still sketchy, but
police are describing the weapon

as a modified
.45-caliber blank gun,

commonly used in the
motion picture industry.

We're awaiting a press
conference by the authorities,

and we'll bring it to you
live, when it happens.

Hi. You've reached
Wendell Stokes Photography.

You got somethin' to say, say it.

Wendell, it's Rex.
Pick up the phone!

Leonard's dead!
Pick up the phone!

It was Laramie, and I
know it. Did you call Burton?

Yeah. Know what he said?
"The case is under investigation."

Look, he's coming for us
next, man. You know that.

Yeah, but at least
we'll know when he's coming.

The cops don't go after him, Wendell...

We will.

Did you get those from Rudy? Yep.

Oh, these are beauties.

They'll transmit to my system perfectly.

How are we supposed to get in?

Have a little faith, my friend.

Now, you would think
people would be more careful.

Are you gonna be all right? Mm-hmm.

Yeah?
If I don't feel well,

I'll have Ken cover my class.

Well, listen, just call me and I'll have
Reggie pick you up if there's any problem.

Shh!
I'll be fine.

Okay. All right.

I'll be with Zach all afternoon.

I'll see you two for lunch
at the hospital. Mm-hmm.

I love you, beautiful.
I love you too.

I'll see you soon.
Okay.

How's Zach? He's
still in stable condition.

Thanks for asking.
That's good news, Bo.

What you got? It might be a
while. We're running a little behind.

All right.
I have script changes for you,

and there's a Detective Burton here.

I told him he could wait in
your trailer. He's in my trailer?

Yeah.
All right, thanks.

Oh, hiya, Bo.
Hey.

Hope you don't mind, that little
girl outside, she said it was okay...

No, no, of course.
Thanks.

How's it going?
Oh, good.

Geez, look at this place.
It's amazing.

My kids will not believe this.

You got kids, huh?
Yeah.

Really? How many kids you got? Six girls.

Six girls? Wow. I kept trying
for the boy, but you know...

It sounds like it.

Well, I guess you know why I'm
here, Bo. It's pretty hard to miss.

So you know what I'm talking about?

Well, I think, you are talking
about Leonard Clark, huh?

Can you believe this guy?

He pulls a gun on half of our department.

Well, the guy's a bit of a
jerk, I mean, come on. Hey.

Sorry to interrupt, Bo.
No, it's all right.

Okay, here you go, Detective.

This is a copy of the
paperwork we gave to the ATF.

Well, thank you, Charlie. Thank you
very much. I'll stop by on my way out.

All right.

Oh, yeah, we traced the gun
here. Charlie reported it missing.

You know Leonard Clark
was here that day, right?

I heard that.

Bo...

I've now got two dead paparazzi

that were involved in your accident.

I wish I could tell you more
about these clowns, you know, it's...

I don't know, it just takes
a certain kind of person

that would do something like this.

Complete and utter distortion
of the truth.

Welcome to my world, Detective.

I'll tell you, Bo...

I don't know what I would do if
anyone ever hurt one of my family.

I'm running up against it
on this one, Bo.

What do you think?

I think you're dealing with
a random accident

and a suicide, Detective.
That's what I think.

Well, as it turns out...

Rosner's accident
might not be that random.

The investigators
are still looking into it.

And now...

I've got this gun.

Excuse me one second.

- Excuse me, Bo.
- Paul sends his apologies.

That's okay. How soon until
I'm up? 10:00 tomorrow morning.

- 10:00 tomorrow?
- Yeah.

All right. Thanks, sweetie.

Well, if that's it, I'm gonna head home.

Hey, I'm done here.
Okay.

Oh, you know, Bo, there is
one thing, and I hate to ask.

Would you sign a picture for my kids?

Yeah, of course. Are you kidding
me? If it's not too much trouble.

No, no. no.
Let me just grab a pen.

Well, here.

Why don't you use this?
Fine.

Thank you.

There you go.

Thanks.
Sure.

Maybe it's for one of us!

Hey.

Zach! Help!

Help!

Stop!
Abby!

Bo!

Help me!
Abby!

Help!
Shut up! Shut up!

Wendell!

What the hell are you doing?

Oh! It's Laramie.

Come on!

You say one word to the cops,
and I'm coming back for the kid.

Abby!

Okay.

They said that if we told anybody,

that... They said
they'd hurt Zach.

They're never gonna stop, Bo.

They're never gonna stop.
It's okay, baby.

I'm here, honey.
I'm here.

Aegis Security.

Hey, Reg, listen. I need
you to do me a favor.

I need you to go down to the hospital
and keep an eye on Zach tonight.

Hospital? Is Zach okay?
What's going on? Hey, Reg. Reg.

I'll fill you in later.
Okay?

Just make sure that nobody goes inside
of that room unless they're a doctor.

You hear me?

It's done. If there's any
problems, you call me.

All right.
All right. Thanks.

She's gonna be fine, Bo. I gave
her something to help her rest.

Is there anything I
should do? No, no, no.

Just let her rest. She'll sleep
a good 12 hours or more.

I'll call tomorrow, see
how she's doing. All right.

Listen, I appreciate you
coming by. Thank you.

But if there's a change, I
want to know. You got it.

I'll call you.
Okay.

How you doing, fellas?

How you doing, Mr. Laramie?

I'm Deputy Walker. This is
my partner, Deputy Wilson.

Detective Burton stopped by, said
you might need some extra security.

Yeah, just until things settle down.

I appreciate you guys coming
out. No, no, happy to do it.

We're gonna be out here all
night, walk the perimeter every hour.

Wife never got a look at
the guy, huh? Nah, she didn't.

So, come on, Rex, what's the plan? I
know you got something up your sleeve.

The idea of going in there, Wendell,

was to protect ourselves.

If we were worried Laramie was coming
after us before, we have guaranteed it now.

Why don't we just call the cops?

And tell them...

we broke into his house,

you attacked his wife!

And that we would like some protection?

You're a moron, Wendell.

You're an absolute moron!

Hey, wait a second, man, what
the hell did you expect me to do?

The bitch was all over me.

Go home!

Check your monitor. See if
Laramie's found the cameras.

I gotta think this through.

Go home.
I'll call you later.

Yo, yo! What's up
with the light, man?

Gonna have to see some ID.
Come on, man.

Ain't that big-ass sign
enough ID for you? Let's go.

License and registration.
What, I look like a terrorist?

Just the ID, please. It's
right there. There you go.

Only Black man in Malibu.

Guys always messin' with me.
Always messin' with me.

What'd you say? I said,
30 minutes or it's free.

Go on.

The money better all be there,
or that's your ass. Move on.

All right.

- I'm goin'.
- Not waitin' for y'all.

What's going on, man?

You!

Yo, you Bo, right? You
Bo, right? Yeah. Yeah.

This your crib!

Yeah. What do I owe you for the pizza?

Yo, man! You don't owe me
nothin', man.

Just send down one of them bad
white bitches, and we're straight.

You can have all the pizza you want.

All right, tell you what.
Here's $60.

All right? All right,
yo, thanks a lot, man.

Listen, the front door's open.

Put one pie inside, the other one to
the cops out front, will you, please?

All right?
Okay, man. All right.

Have a good night.
Good lookin' out!

All right.

Yeah, it's Burton. How's Vic
comin' with that Leonard Clark tape?

No kidding.

- Tell him to cue it up.
- I'll be right in.

There you go, chief.

Well, I'll be a son of a bitch.

Can I get a copy of this? Copy?

I can give it to you on DVD.

I'm gonna go wake up Laramie.

Hi. You've reached
Wendell Stokes Photography.

You got somethin' to say, say it.

Wendell, Rex.
I got a plan.

I'll be at your place at 8:00 a.m.
sharp. Keep an eye on those cameras.

And call me if he leaves his house.

Hey, Wendell.

What the hell are you doing here?

Aw, shit.

Wait a minute.

This is Burton.
Get me Traffic.

Morning.
Good morning.

Listen, fellas, thanks for helping out.

Here's some hot coffee and a
dozen doughnuts to start your day.

Great.
Appreciate it, Detective.

You fellas get some rest.

Hey, Detective.
Good...

How did you know it was me?

'Cause, uh, I can see your car.

I... I'll let you in.

Hey. You caught me.
I was in the shower.

How did my guys do last night?
Were they okay? They were great.

I got a great night of sleep
thanks to them. Glad to hear it.

Listen, Bo, I got something I'd like
you to take a look at. Only take a minute.

No, no. Come on inside.
It'll help me out a lot.

Is everything all right? Great.

Yeah?
Yeah.

What do we got?
What is this?

Impound found some video equipment

in the back of Leonard's car.

Seems he was wearing a miniature
camera when he came to the set.

Well, why are we watching
this? I don't understand.

Oh, just be patient.
Best part is the end.

Okay, now...

Watch this very closely.

Hmm.

There.

It's a jacket.

And there was something about that jacket

that was bothering me.

And then it hit me.

The boys at the crime lab
prepared this for me.

Now, you'll notice
that in the first shot,

the lapels are facing away from us.

In the second shot,

the lapels are facing towards us.

And?

I was wondering how the jacket
removed itself from its hook,

and turned itself around.

You see, the button-cam is all
one shot, it's unedited, uninterrupted.

And Leonard left his car
and came back only once.

You know what I think?

I think someone on that set...

planted the gun.

Excuse me.

Burton.

I'm on my way.

You don't want your disc?

Keep it.
We got the original.

Ma'am, my name is Detective Burton.

I'm from the Los Angeles
Police Department,

and I'm here to talk to you
about the night of April 18.

They lied to you, Detective.

They caused the accident that night.

Then why the hell didn't you come
forward with this information before?

This is Detective Burton.

I need two units to pick up
Rex Harper on suspicion of rape.

Berth 40, slip seven at the marina.

The suspect is a white male,
about six feet tall.

And I also need a patrol car to meet
me at the home of Wendell Stokes,

1323 Old Malibu Road.

Both units are code two.

Roger that, Detective.

Units already dispatched
to both those locations,

responding to anonymous 911 calls.

10-4.

What the...

Laramie.

Okay that's really good.
That's real clean right there.

I want all of this glass
bagged up, Jerry.

We got a dump in here.

What do you got, Tim?
Hey.

Looks like the perp
came through the window.

We got a bloody handprint on the wall.

Blunt force, trauma to the
head, no sign of a struggle.

Haven't found a weapon yet.

Guy's a bit of a freak, huh?

What's this?

This is a live feed into Laramie's house.

And that's Rex Harper.
Press that record button.

Call the Malibu Sheriff's Department.

Tell 'em to meet me at
Laramie's house with backup!

Code three! Do you hear me?
Yeah!

Come on, damn it.
Pick it up!

Come on, Laramie!

Took the bait, huh, Rex?

Answer the damn phone!
Come on!

You know what, Rex?

Rex.
Huh?

This feels a lot better than I thought.

Ohh!

Hello?

Laramie, it's Burton. Detective?

Harper's on your
property with a gun. He is?

Yes, he is!
Don't ask questions.

Just find a way out!
I'm on my way!

Hurry, Detective!
He's here!

Laram...

Stop!
Talk to me!

Hurry! He's here!

What the hell is going on?
Laramie? Laramie!

Damn it!

You're in a lot of trouble, Rex.

The bat was a nice touch, wasn't it?

You're going down for Wendell's murder.

You can't do... Ohh!
What can't I do?

Ooh, the cops are here.

Okay. Okay.

- Gotta make this right.
- Yeah. Okay.

This worked out so perfect, Rex.

I don't think I could've
written it any better myself.

It's just a shame I can't tell anyone.

Except you. I can tell
you, can't I, Rex, huh?

I feel like I can share anything
with you. I feel the need to share.

Bo!

In here, Detective!
Upstairs!

You ready for
the last act, Rex? Huh?

Thank God. Detective,
thank God you've called me.

You... you saved my life.

Wait a second!
He's the one...

I owe you one.
He almost killed me.

Come on, now, Bo.
Give me the gun.

Take it easy. Okay?
It's over.

Just put the gun down.
Okay. Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Come on.

Yeah.

Get this piece of shit out of my house.

All right, come on.
Get up.

Come on. Get up!

Cuff this moron.
Get him out of here.

Okay. Okay, okay.
Come on.

Ow! Photographer. My ass.

Hey. I'll be out
in a week.

Just another great story for Rex Harper.

In a week you'll be
somebody's wife. Come on.

Hey, Russell, come on.

Mr. Harper,
what were you doing here?

Any response to the rape allegations?

Were you and Wendell lovers?

Did you kill Kevin Rosner?
What about Wendell Stokes?

Give us a sound bite! All
right, I'm comin' through!

Let me through.

Get out of my way!

He's on his last shot. I'm headed
towards him now. Can you hang on?

Bo. Hospital.

This is Bo.

Hi, Daddy.

Oh, my boy!

Hello, son.
Hi, Daddy.

Hi!

I missed you, buddy.
I missed you, too.

Bo Laramie!
Hey, Matthew.

Congratulations.
Thank you, sir.

Good to meet you, man.
You as well.

Hey, meet my family.
This is my wife Abby.

Abby? Matthew.

My son, Zach.
What do you say, Zach?

Proud of your dad, huh?

Oh, yeah!
Oh, yeah? All right.

Keep up the good work.
I will. I will.

Nice to meet y'all.
Thanks, man.

Zach, take care of them.
Y'all have a good night.

All right, ready, Bo?
Yeah, yeah.

All right, son, I'm gonna
go take some pictures. Okay.

Sweetheart, see you in the car.

Little baby girl.
See ya, honey.

You look beautiful.

Are you ready, honey? Yeah.

Okay. This way.

I love you, Bo!

Bo!
Come on, Bo! Big smile!

Bo! Over here, man!
Turn around! Turn around!

Hey, Bo!

Packin' on a few pounds there, Laramie?

As a matter of fact, I am.

Looks good on me, doesn't it?

♪ I was lost

♪ I thought
the losin' dice were tossed

♪ I didn't know
where to go

♪ I didn't have
no one to turn to

♪ I'm glad I found you
just in time

♪ Won't miss those things
that I left behind

♪ 'Cause now I'm goin'

♪ In the right

♪ Direction

♪ 'Cause now I'm goin'

♪ In the right

♪ Direction

♪ Now I've found

♪ The road I need
to travel down

♪ I don't know
what tomorrow brings

♪ Day by day with you
I do the same thing

♪ I'm so glad I'm standin'
on my own two feet

♪ No more runnin'
to that dead-end street

♪ 'Cause now I'm goin'

♪ In the right

♪ Direction

♪ 'Cause now I'm goin'

♪ In the right

♪ Direction ♪