Dead On: Relentless II (1992) - full transcript
Sam Dietz is a relentless cop who is trying to get over a serial killer's attack on his family in the last Relentless film. He is also trying to find the new killer in the city. Gregor is a relentless patriot who is trying to avenge the deaths of his family. He hunts down those responsible, and executes them one by one. The two men learn to understand and even respect each other in this violent tale of cat and mouse.
[fan whirring]
[pulley wheel creaks]
[helicopter whirring]
[police siren wailing]
[door opens]
[man whistling]
COME OUT. COME OUT
OR I'LL BUST YOU UP.
[choking]
[screaming]
[grunting]
[groaning]
[groaning]
[grunting]
[groans]
[grunting]
[sighs]
[clock ticking]
[Carol]
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
[groaning]
NO, YOU--YOU DON'T
WANT TO DO THAT.
MOM.
-[Carol]
OH, PLEASE.
-[gun cocking]
[gun fires]
[alarm ringing]
[sighing]
[water splashing]
[phone ringing]
DIETZ.
HI, GOOD MORNING, SAM.
[Sam]
GOOD MORNING, CAROL.
IS SOMETHING WRONG?
NO, NO. DID, UH...
-DID YOU TAKE MY BANK BOOK?
-[phone beeps]
HOLD ON, PLEASE.
LET ME GRAB THIS CALL.
DON'T PUT ME ON--
DIETZ. WHERE?
ALL RIGHT.
YEAH, I GOT IT.
I'LL BE THERE. RIGHT.
-[dial tone buzzing]
-CAROL?
[paper rustling]
LATER, BOB. OK?
DETECTIVE DIETZ, COULD THERE
BE ANOTHER SERIAL KILLER
IN THE LOS ANGELES AREA?
-NO COMMENT.
-OH, COME ON, SAM,
GIVE ME A BREAK.
EVERYBODY, WHEN I KNOW,
YOU'LL KNOW. HAVE A NICE DAY.
[crowd chattering]
[man]
LET'S GO.
[man #2]
YOU HAVE TO LEAVE NOW,
THANK YOU.
[factory siren blowing]
[people chattering]
[police radio chattering]
-GOOD MORNING, BELINDA.
-GOOD MORNING, SAM.
IT'S A GREAT WAY TO START
THE DAY, HUH?
-WHO WAS THAT GUY?
-WHAT GUY?
ABOUT 6 FOOT,
EXPENSIVE SUIT, CURLY HAIR,
AQUA VELVA COLOGNE.
OH, F.B.I.
AND IT'S GIVENCHY COLOGNE.
F.B.I.? WHAT THE HELL
IS THE F.B.I. DOIN' HERE?
DON'T KNOW. BUT HE HAD
ALL THE RIGHT PAPER.
DIDN'T TALK MUCH.
HE JUST LOOKED AROUND A LOT.
DO YOU WANT TO CHECK THIS OUT
BEFORE WE CUT HIM DOWN?
YEAH.
WE'LL BAG THE INTERNAL ORGANS
AND RECONSTRUCT THEM LATER.
A LOT OF THE BLOOD'S
ON THE WALL OVER THERE.
[Paul]
DIETZ.
I CHECKED ALL THE DOORS
AND THERE WAS NO SIGN
OF ANY FORCIBLE ENTRY.
I HAVEN'T FIGURED OUT
EXACTLY HOW IT HAPPENED YET,
BUT THAT SIDE OF BEEF
ON THE FENCE
IS THE END RESULT.
IT MAY BE THE END.
BUT THIS IS WHERE IT STARTED.
HAVE FORENSICS DO THE ROOF,
THAT BEAM AND THOSE WINDOWS.
YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT
HE JUMPED ON THAT BEAM
FROM THOSE WINDOWS?
-NO WAY.
-OH.
YOU SEE THIS?
YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS?
YOU CLIMB UP THERE. YOU LOOK
ON THOSE 2 BY 6s, YOU'RE
GOING TO FIND THIS STUFF.
IT'S TERMITE DUST,
PAULIE.
I HAVE A THOUSAND DOLLARS'
DAMAGE IN MY GARAGE
AND RAFTERS BECAUSE OF THIS.
THE KILLER PROBABLY
KICKED SOME OFF WHEN
HE WAS ON TOP OF THE BEAM.
YOU REALLY HAVE
A TASTE FOR THIS, DON'T YOU,
SHERLOCK?
IT'S CALLED OBSERVATION,
DR. WATSON. OBSERVATION.
IT'S HIM.
I'M SURE.
UNMISTAKABLE SIGNATURE:
SLASH AND STRANGLE.
YES, SIR.
I'LL GIVE YOU A PRELIMINARY
REPORT AS SOON AS I CAN GET
SET UP HERE.
OK.
[police radio chattering]
SAM, I'M STACKED UP.
TRY LATE TOMORROW,
EARLY NEXT DAY.
TOMORROW. I NEED IT EARLY.
SAM, YOU WISH.
COME ON, YOU CAN DO IT,
BELINDA, I KNOW YOU CAN.
EARLY TOMORROW MORNING,
COFFEE'S ON ME.
YOU'RE GONNA EXPLAIN
TO MY HUSBAND
WHY I GOTTA WORK LATE
TO MAKE THAT HAPPEN?
GIVE HIM A KISS
AND PROMISE HIM
SOMETHING NICE.
TRUST ME, IT WORKS.
I'VE BEEN DOIN' IT FOR YEARS.
YEARS!
[buzzer sounding]
[man chattering on television]
[man]
YOU'RE $47 OVERDUE. NOW YOU
GO UP THERE AND YOU FIND...
[police siren wailing]
MORNING, FRANCINE.
IS THAT A NEW DRESS?
VERY STYLISH.
MMM, NICE PERFUME.
SAM, YOUR COMPLIMENTS
ARE UNIMAGINATIVE, SEXIST
AND INSINCERE.
AND YOU LOVE 'EM.
RIGHT. CAPT. RIVERS
WANTS TO SEE YOU.
GOT TO CALL CAROL FIRST.
[Francine]
HE SAID RIGHT NOW.
[phone rings]
NOT IN THERE. MR. ATLAS
IS IN THE WEIGHT ROOM.
MY LUCK.
CAPT. ATLAS--
UH, RIVERS' OFFICE.
HEY, SAM.
HEY, CAPTAIN.
NASTY ONE YOU GOT
ON YOUR HANDS.
SERIAL, RIGHT?
SIR, I'M NOT SO SURE
HE'S A SERIAL KILLER.
[Valsone]
I'M SURE.
[Rivers]
SEE THAT, SAM?
AGENT KYLE VALSONE.
F.B.I., FAIRFAX,
VIRGINIA OFFICE.
VALSONE, DETECTIVE SAM DIETZ.
PLEASURE.
SAM, THE F.B.I. IS SETTING UP
A TASK FORCE ON THIS ONE.
YOU'LL HEAD THE LOCAL
INVESTIGATION, BUT YOU
COOPERATE WITH VALSONE
OR ANYBODY ELSE
HE BRINGS IN.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
A TASK FORCE?
AND WHAT MAKES EVERYBODY
SO SURE IT'S A SERIAL?
WE'VE BEEN TRACKING
THIS KILLER
ACROSS THE UNITED STATES.
HE HAS 22 CONFIRMED KILLS
STARTING IN WASHINGTON, D.C.
STRIKES FAST.
LIKES TO MOVE
FROM EAST TO WEST.
AND YOU JUST FIGURED
THAT L.A. WAS NEXT.
SAM, YOU WANT
THIS CASE OR NOT?
ABSOLUTELY, CAPTAIN.
THEN I CAN PRESUME ALL
YOUR PIDDLY-ASSED QUESTIONS
HAVE BEEN RESOLVED?
OH, YES, SIR. EVERYTHING'S
AS CLEAR AS L.A.'S AIR.
GOOD.
NOW YOU TWO GET TO KNOW
EACH OTHER. KEEP ME POSTED
ON YOUR PROGRESS.
RIGHT, THANKS.
[weights clanking]
YOU KNOW, I WAS HOPING THAT
WE WOULDN'T HAVE TO
GO THROUGH
THIS LOCAL VS. FEDERAL ROUTINE
BECAUSE I REALLY
DON'T HAVE THE TIME.
NEITHER DO I.
YOU'RE FROM
THE NEIGHBORHOOD, BRONX?
BROOKLYN.
OH, SOUTH PHILLY.
I WAS A STREET COP
FOR 7 YEARS.
FEEL THE SAME WAY
ABOUT YOU, DETECTIVE.
SO YOU COULD
TRY TO EARN MY RESPECT,
I'LL TRY TO EARN YOURS.
IN THE INTERIM
WE CAN STILL COOPERATE
AND CATCH A MURDERER.
THE NEIGHBORHOOD.
DID YOU USED TO GET
YOUR NAILS DONE AT--
EVERY SATURDAY.
[both chuckle]
I'M GONNA GO CHECK
THE VICTIM'S APARTMENT.
YOU WANNA COME JOIN ME?
I'LL DRIVE.
[Sam]
ONLY IF YOUR NAILS ARE DONE.
[thunder rumbling]
[man whistling]
[child screaming]
[dog barking]
[children chattering]
[gasps]
[groaning]
WHAT THE HELL'S
ALL THIS STUFF?
CELLULAR PHONE, FAX,
LAPTOP COMPUTER
WITH A MODEM HOOK-UP.
[phone dialing]
I'D BE CAREFUL WITH THAT
IF I WERE YOU.
THE, UH, PHONE NUMBERS
ARE PROGRAMMED IN
AND CAN BE EASILY WIPED.
YOU GOT
ALL THIS HI-TECH STUFF,
YOU STILL USE
A CRUMMY PAGER.
WILL YOU STOP?
LOOK AT YOU,
YOU'RE LIKE A LITTLE KID.
I CAN'T BELIEVE
YOU GOTTA TOUCH EVERYTHING.
SO, UH, FOR OBVIOUS REASONS,
YOU DON'T MIND IF I TAKE
ALL THE INFORMATION
REQUESTS, RIGHT?
GREAT, YOU HANDLE IT.
I THINK YOU AND I
ARE GONNA GET ALONG
JUST FINE.
DO YOU EVER HAVE LUNCH
WITH A, UH,
FORK AND A KNIFE?
OR DO YOU JUST GO SANDWICH?
[laughs]
WE'RE EVEN.
OK, GO AHEAD.
ALL RIGHT.
[man]
HEY, DETECTIVE.
TAGLIA'S INSIDE.
HEY.
WHERE'VE YOU BEEN?
GOT SIDETRACKED.
GOT ANYTHING?
UH, NOT MUCH.
TAGLIA.
VALSONE, F.B.I.
GOOD TO SEE YOU, DETECTIVE.
HE'S ONLY GOT LIKE
A DOZEN NUMBERS IN HERE.
YEAH. SO?
PIZZA PLACES, LAUNDRY,
INSURANCE COMPANIES.
NO WOMEN, NO FRIENDS.
OH, MAYBE
HE WAS AN ANTISOCIAL.
WISE GUY.
CALL ALL THE NUMBERS.
GET THE ADDRESSES.
TALK TO ANYBODY WHO KNEW HIM.
CHECK THE BANK BOOK
FOR THE USUAL.
WHAT'S WITH THE SUIT?
DON'T ASK.
WHERE'D HE GO?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
CHECKING FOR
PRESCRIPTION DRUGS.
I CAN GET ONLINE ON DOCTOR--
I KNOW THE ROUTINE.
I WOULD LIKE TO BE
THE ONE TO INITIATE.
DETECTIVE DIETZ.
DETECTIVE.
JUST GOT A 187 CALL.
UNIFORMS ON THE SCENE
REQUESTED YOU.
LOOKS LIKE YOUR KILLER'S
WORKING OVERTIME.
HE WORKS FAST.
AND MOVES AROUND A LOT,
I HEARD YOU BEFORE.
FINISH UP HERE, LEAVE ALL
THE STUFF ON MY DESK, OK?
WELL, ARE YOU COMING?
IT'S YOUR CAR.
I'M RIGHT BEHIND YOU,
DETECTIVE.
[man wolf-whistling]
GOOD NIGHT, GIRLS. HAVE FUN.
[man #1]
NICE ASS.
[man #2]
SHUT UP, RALPH.
I SAID, NICE EYES.
[water dripping]
[police radio chattering]
MAN, I HATE DEALIN'
WITH THE PRESS.
WOULD YOU LIKE ME
TO TAKE CARE OF IT, DETECTIVE?
NO, NO. YOU'VE DONE
ENOUGH ALREADY.
I'LL HANDLE IT.
[cell phone ringing]
VALSONE.
YES, SIR. HOLD ON A SECOND.
SUPERVISORS. THEY WANT
A PRELIM REPORT ALREADY.
YOU GO ON AHEAD.
I'LL TAKE CARE OF IT.
RIGHT.
YES, SIR.
SEEMS CONFIDENT ENOUGH.
SPECIALIZES IN SERIAL KILLERS.
ACTUALLY SEEMS TO HAVE
AN INNATE HATE FOR THEM.
I--I NEED TO SEE YOU.
IS IT ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY
THAT WE MEET?
YES.
WHERE ARE YOU STAYING?
BONAVENTURE HOTEL.
ROOM 2015.
TONIGHT. 7:30.
IF YOU INSIST.
I INSIST.
[police radio chattering]
[detective]
HEY, DIETZ.
MORE GRAFFITI.
YEAH.
JUST BAG IT, PAULIE.
BAG IT ALL.
[woman screaming]
LOOKS LIKE HE KNOCKED HER
THROUGH THIS.
MAYBE SHE
KNOCKED HIM THROUGH.
[groaning]
[screams]
WHAT TIME
DID IT STOP RAINING?
AROUND NOON.
TALK TO ME, BELINDA.
AT THIS RATE, I'M GOING
TO HAVE TO OPEN UP
A BRANCH OFFICE JUST FOR YOU.
WE'LL HAVE A TIME OF DEATH
AND PARTICULARS TOMORROW.
LATE.
TIME OF DEATH AROUND NOON
OR A LITTLE AFTER.
HOW DID YOU COME UP
WITH THAT?
THERE'S A BROKEN WOODEN
TRELLIS OUTSIDE.
IT LOOKS LIKE
THE VICTIM WAS ATTACKED
AND DRAGGED IN HERE.
OF COURSE IT WOULD HAVE
HAD TO HAPPEN
AFTER THE RAIN STOPPED,
OTHERWISE THE INSIDES
OF THE BROKEN ENDS
WOULD BE WET, TOO.
ISN'T THAT RIGHT, SAM?
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.
GOOD OBSERVATION.
STAR ENCIRCLED ON...
DID YOU WANT TO EXAMINE
THE PHYSICAL EVIDENCE
FROM THE L.A. VICTIMS NOW?
[Sam]
NO. I WANNA GO HOME,
RELAX, GO OVER MY NOTES,
AND FIND A DIRECTION
ON THIS INVESTIGATION.
I HAVE A BIT OF COLLATED DATA
ON THE PREVIOUS VICTIMS
AND CRIME SCENES.
YOU'RE WELCOME TO IT
IF THAT'LL HELP.
YOU'RE GONNA LET ME
LOOK AT YOUR F.B.I.
WORKING FILES?
WHY NOT?
YEAH, LIKE YOU SAID,
WHY NOT?
ALL RIGHT, DO ME A FAVOR,
MY FRIEND.
THERE'S SOME EQUIPMENT
IN THE FRONT SEAT.
WOULD YOU LOCK IT UP
IN THE TRUNK FOR ME?
-YES, SIR.
-ALL RIGHT.
[Valsone]
HAVE A SEAT, DETECTIVE.
ARE YOU SHITTIN' ME?
N.C.I.C. REPORTS
ON THE VICTIMS
FROM THE VARIOUS
LOCAL DEPARTMENTS.
KILLER'S TRENDS,
PSYCHOLOGICAL ANALYSIS
OF THE SYMBOLS ON THE WALLS.
I GET THE PICTURE.
OF COURSE, YOU KNOW, UH,
I CAN GO OVER
THE MORE PERTINENT DATA
WITH YOU OVER DINNER
WHICH, BY THE WAY, IS ON ME.
WHY'RE YOU BEING
SO COOPERATIVE, VALSONE?
WHY, YOU LIKE MY COLOGNE
OR SOMETHING?
YOU KNOW LOBSTER TAILS
IN THIS PLACE ARE, UH, SUPERB.
THANKS.
BUT MY WIFE'S GOT
HER HEART SET ON
TAKING ME OUT TO DINNER.
YOUR WIFE?
RIGHT, RIGHT. SOME OTHER TIME.
YEAH.
I'LL TAKE THESE HOME WITH ME.
GO OVER THEM TONIGHT.
WE CAN TALK IN THE MORNING.
WHATEVER.
YOU DROVE.
[man on radio]
AND FROM THE METRO DESK,
DETECTIVE SAM DIETZ
WHO SOLVED LAST YEAR'S
SUNSET KILLER CASE,
IS HEADING UP AN INVESTIGATION
INTO WHAT APPEARS TO BE
A NEW SERIAL KILLER
IN THE SOUTHLAND AREA.
FEW DETAILS
HAVE BEEN PROVIDED,
BUT 2 RECENT KILLINGS
IN THE LOS ANGELES AREA
SEEM TO FIT A PATTERN
THAT IS OCCURRING
IN OTHER PARTS OF THE COUNTRY.
OH, I'M SORRY, CAROL. JEEZ.
SOMETHING SMELLS GOOD.
MUST BE YOUR
FAMOUS CASSEROLE, HUH?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, SAM?
WELL, YOU CALLED EARLIER.
I JUST WANTED TO SEE
WHAT YOU WANTED.
BESIDES, IT'S DINNERTIME.
YOU WANT TO FEED A HUNGRY COP?
YOU'RE NOT TO COME BY
WITHOUT CALLING FIRST.
YOU KNOW THE AGREEMENT.
ALL RIGHT, SO I DIDN'T.
I WAS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD
AND DECIDED TO DROP BY.
WHAT IF I HAD
SOMEONE HERE WITH ME?
WHAT?
I DON'T WANT YOU DROPPING BY
UNANNOUNCED.
THIS IS MY HOME. I'LL VISIT
WHEN I WANT TO VISIT.
IT HASN'T BEEN YOUR HOME
IN QUITE A WHILE, SAM.
SAME SONG, 2ND VERSE.
I'M NEVER HERE.
MY HOME IS AT THE OFFICE.
IT'S BULLSHIT, CAROL.
I'M TIRED OF HEARING
YOU SING IT.
YOU KNOW, SAM?
SOMETIMES WHEN I LOOK
IN YOUR EYES, WHAT I SEE
REALLY SCARES ME.
I'M THE SAME GUY
I'VE ALWAYS BEEN.
AND THAT'S THE PROBLEM.
EXCUSE ME.
I'VE ALREADY TOLD YOU, SAM.
IF YOU DON'T WANT TO
GO TO A COUNSELOR WITH ME,
I DON'T WANT YOU BACK.
I KNOW WHO I AM
AND WHAT I WANT OUT OF LIFE.
I DON'T NEED A COUNSELOR.
WELL, CORY DOES.
SAM, HE STILL HAS NIGHTMARES
ALMOST EVERY NIGHT.
CORY'LL BE OK.
WHAT ABOUT
YOUR NIGHTMARES, HUH?
I'M OUTTA HERE.
[bicycle bell ringing]
DAD!
HEY, HEY, HEY,
HEY, HEY, HEY.
COME ON, COME ON.
[groans]
YOU HIT LIKE A TON OF BRICKS.
YOU'RE GOING TO STAY,
AREN'T YOU?
NO, I'VE GOT
A LOT OF WORK TO DO
TONIGHT, OK?
I'LL PICK YOU UP
AT SCHOOL TOMORROW.
-OK.
-OK?
-OK.
-OK?
OK.
I LOVE YOU.
I LOVE YOU, TOO, DAD.
SEE YOU TOMORROW.
[Sam]
VALSONE, DIETZ.
YEAH, UH,
I CAN'T FIND ANY REPORTS
ON THE PREVIOUS
VICTIMS' RELATIVES
IN YOUR WORKING FILES.
NO, I'VE BEEN THROUGH
BOTH BOXES.
I'M TRYING TO GET A FEEL
FOR THE PREVIOUS VICTIMS HERE.
I GOT NOTHING.
YEAH, YEAH, WHATEVER.
[Sam]
CALL ME TOMORROW, ALL RIGHT?
OK.
[Grazinsky]
WHAT WAS THAT REGARDING?
NOTHING REALLY.
HAVE I MADE MYSELF CLEAR,
AGENT VALSONE?
EMINENTLY, SIR.
I THINK WE'VE GIVEN YOU
ENOUGH TIME WITH NO RESULTS.
THESE ARE PROTECTED PEOPLE
THAT HE'S MURDERING.
HE MUST BE STOPPED.
DETAILS, DETAILS, DETAILS.
INVESTIGATIONS DO NOT RUN
LIKE TRAINS ON A SCHEDULE,
MR. GRAZINSKY.
GIVE ME THE LIST,
YOU'LL GET RESULTS.
COME ON. YOU KNOW
THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE.
IT'S STILL IN NEGOTIATIONS.
BESIDES, WE'VE JUST
GOTTEN INTO BED TOGETHER.
WELL, YOU CAN'T EXPECT MUCH
FROM A ONE-NIGHT STAND,
CAN YOU?
NEED MORE MANPOWER? MONEY?
WHATEVER YOU NEED,
WE'LL MAKE AVAILABLE TO YOU.
MAYBE I'LL TALK
TO THE DETECTIVE.
FILL HIM IN MYSELF.
THAT WOULD BE A BIG MISTAKE.
I SUGGEST YOU, UH,
SAVE YOUR EMPTY THREATS...
SIR.
MY THREATS ARE NOT SO EMPTY.
YOU GOT 24 HOURS. NO MORE.
I UNDERSTAND.
[door banging shut]
ANYBODY HERE?
HELLO, NIGHT SHIFT.
IT FIGURES, VALSONE,
YOU'RE GONNA EXPEDITE
EVERYTHING, HUH?
CAN I HELP YOU
WITH SOMETHING?
UH, YEAH. LET ME ASK YOU.
CAN I GET INTO N.C.I.C.
FROM THIS TERMINAL?
MAY I ASK WHY?
AND IS YOUR ALIAS
AGENT KYLE VALSONE,
DETECTIVE?
FORGET THE FED,
I'M THE INVESTIGATING OFFICER,
SAM DIETZ.
MAYBE YOU'VE HEARD OF ME?
SUNSET KILLER CASE?
YEAH, WELL.
LOOK, I NEED A COMPLETE
N.C.I.C. WORKUP
ON ALL THE VICTIMS LOCALLY,
THAT'S ALL.
BUT I NEED IT TONIGHT.
THIS REQUEST
WON'T EVEN GO THROUGH
OUR SYSTEM.
I HAVE TO SEND IT OVER
TO THE FEDERAL BUILDING
ON WILSHIRE.
THEN I HAVE TO CONTACT
THE REAL INVESTIGATING
OFFICER--
DETECTIVES DON'T WORK
ON SCHEDULES.
WE GET A BRAINSTORM,
WE'VE GOTTA CHECK IT OUT
RIGHT AWAY.
NOW, IF YOU DON'T WANNA
HELP ME, IGNORE ME.
I WON'T TELL ANYBODY
YOU LET ME PLAY
WITH YOUR COMPUTER.
[keyboard clicking]
[computer buzzing]
[Henry]
HEY.
HEY, MR. MOTOR SKILLS.
TAKE IT EASY, MAN.
I'LL DO IT.
WHY, THANK YOU, HENRY.
[sighing]
GIVE ME ABOUT 15 MINUTES.
[typing]
PLEASE DON'T STAND
OVER MY SHOULDER.
GO EAT A DOUGHNUT
OR SOMETHING.
OK, BRO.
"BRO"?
HEY, EINSTEIN,
YOU SAID 15 MINUTES
AN HOUR AGO.
THERE'S SOMETHIN' WRONG
WITH THE REQUESTS.
LIKE WHAT?
D.O.D., THE DATE OF DEATH,
20 YEARS AGO?
HOW COULD THEY BE DEAD?
THEY WERE JUST MURDERED.
WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON?
THERE'S GOTTA BE
A GLITCH IN THE SYSTEM.
MAYBE THE REQUESTS ARE BEING
IMPROPERLY CROSSMATCHED.
HOW LONG IS THIS GONNA TAKE?
I DON'T KNOW, DIETZ.
SO YOU'RE TELLING ME
I WON'T GET
MY REPORT TONIGHT, RIGHT?
NOT LIKELY.
[people chattering]
CAN I HAVE 25 CENTS?
YEAH, OK.
THANK YOU.
[man]
HERE'S 5 CENTS.
[thumping]
[birds chirping]
GOOD MORNING.
UH, SORRY.
EAT UP, HONEY.
-HOW'RE YOU DOIN', PAL?
-GOOD.
ALMOST READY?
YEAH.
HEY, EAT UP.
CAN I GET A CUP OF COFFEE?
I TRIED TO CALL YOU
LAST NIGHT, SAM.
WHERE WERE YOU?
-OH, I TOOK A WALK.
-UH-HUH.
ALL THE WAY DOWN
TO THE PRECINCT, I BET, HMM?
IN SPITE OF WHAT YOU FEEL,
I DO HAVE A DUTY TO PERFORM.
DOES YOUR DUTY EXTEND
24 HOURS A DAY, SAM?
SOMETIMES IT DOES, CAROL.
IT'S NOT A JOB,
IT'S AN OBLIGATION.
OBLIGATION?
YOU HAVE AN OBLIGATION TO US.
I'LL SEE YOU LATER.
FORGET THE COFFEE.
I'LL BE IN THE CAR, CORY.
SAM.
SAM, I'M SORRY.
ME, TOO.
I'M CRAZED.
THEY STUCK ME WITH THIS
F.B.I. AGENT AND HE'S
A ROYAL PAIN IN THE ASS.
BUT YOU PROBABLY DON'T WANNA
HEAR ABOUT THAT, RIGHT?
IT'S JUST THAT I MISS
TALKING WITH YOU.
I KNOW.
WHAT'S THIS?
SANTA ROSA IS LOOKING
FOR A NEW SHERIFF.
THEY WANT TO GO OUTSIDE
THE COMMUNITY.
I WAS GOING TO GIVE IT
TO YOU LAST NIGHT.
IT'S A COMPROMISE, SAM.
YOU CAN STILL BE A COP
AND CORY CAN GROW UP
IN A SAFE ENVIRONMENT.
PLEASE, FOR ME?
[whispering]
FOR US.
WILL YOU THINK ABOUT IT?
I'LL THINK ABOUT IT.
HAVE A GOOD DAY, HONEY.
-BYE, MOM.
-BYE.
BUCKLE UP.
[car engine starting]
[police radio chattering]
[knocking at door]
[Sam]
HEY, RALPH, WHAT YOU GOT?
I'VE GOT 2 MURDERS,
A SUICIDE,
AND A HEADACHE.
I FOUND THAT
AT THE CRIME SCENE.
WHAT, HE BURNED
HIS PRINTS OFF?
NO, DOESN'T LOOK LIKE
SCAR TISSUE IMPRESSIONS.
LOOKS LIKE HE COVERED 'EM
WITH SOMETHING.
YEAH, LIKE WHAT?
[Valsone]
SUPERGLUE.
F.B.I. LAB FOUND
SOME TRACES OF
CYANOACRYLATE ESTER
ON SOME OF
THE PREVIOUS PRINTS.
WE HAD TO LEARN THAT
THE HARD WAY.
D.C. POLICE UNFORTUNATELY
USE SUPERGLUE FUMING
ON THEIR CRIME SCENES.
OH, I GET IT.
-ONE SUPERGLUE
DISSOLVES ANOTHER.
-EXACTLY.
HE DOESN'T NEED GLOVES
'CAUSE HIS PRINTS
ARE UNRECOGNIZABLE ANYWAY.
AND IF FORENSICS
USES LASER SUPERGLUE--
EVEN THE PARTIAL PRINTS
DISSOLVE.
OH, HE'S GOOD.
HE'S VERY GOOD.
WHAT, ARE YOU GUYS FORMING
AN ADMIRATION SOCIETY?
WE'RE TALKIN' ABOUT
A COLD-BLOODED KILLER HERE.
[sighs]
GIVENCHY. FUCKIN' F.B.I.
I THOUGHT WE WERE
WORKING TOGETHER.
THAT'S A GOOD POINT.
WHY DIDN'T YOU MENTION
THE SUPERGLUE?
IT'S IN MY WORKING FILE
WHICH YOU WERE SUPPOSED
TO HAVE READ LAST NIGHT.
I DIDN'T GET THROUGH
ALL OF IT.
RIGHT, YOU WERE BUSY
CIRCUMVENTING PROCEDURES.
THIS IS
A FEDERAL INVESTIGATION,
DETECTIVE.
IF YOU WANT TO CONTINUE
WORKING ON THE CASE,
I SUGGEST THAT IF YOU NEED
ANY INFORMATION IN THE FUTURE,
THAT YOU RUN IT BY ME FIRST.
OTHERWISE YOU'RE OUT.
I'M OUT?
WHAT--WHAT
HAPPENED TO "SAM,
IT'S YOUR INVESTIGATION"?
THINGS CHANGE, PAISAN.
HERE ARE THE INTERVIEWS
WITH THE RELATIVES
YOU WERE LOOKING FOR.
THE OTHER FILES
ARE THE N.C.I.C. REQUESTS
YOU TRIED TO GET LAST NIGHT.
30 MINUTES, SQUAD ROOM.
WE WILL BE DISCUSSING
THE, UH, DIRECTION
OF THIS INVESTIGATION.
[people chattering]
MORNING, FRANCINE.
OH, YOUR HAIR LOOKS SO NICE.
I LOVE THAT PERFUME.
HE'S AT THE TRACK, DIETZ.
EVER HEAR OF
AN F.B.I. AGENT GIVING UP
HIS WORKING FILES?
OR EXPEDITING INFORMATION
REQUESTS?
I UNDERSTAND THIS GUY
VALSONE'S UNDER SOME PRESSURE
TO CLOSE THIS CASE.
HE'S ASKED FOR YOU TO HEAD
THE LOCAL INVESTIGATION.
WHAT, HE ASKED FOR ME?
YEAH, HE DID, SAM.
HE EVEN MENTIONED YOU
BY NAME.
W-W-WHAT DO WE KNOW
ABOUT HIM?
VALSONE IS FAIRLY
HIGHLY PLACED
IN THE FEDERAL COMMUNITY.
AND HE'S GOOD,
ACCORDING TO
HIS ARREST RECORD.
NOW WILL YOU
STOP SCRATCHIN'
WHERE THERE'S NO ITCH?
SIR.
NOW WHAT?
WAS THERE SOMETHIN' WRONG
WITH OUR COMPUTER SYSTEM
LAST NIGHT?
I DON'T KNOW TOO MUCH
ABOUT THAT STUFF,
BUT, UH, FRANCINE MENTIONED
SOMETHIN' ABOUT IT
THIS MORNING, YEAH.
NOW, LOOK,
I'M GONNA FINISH MY RUN.
YOU GET OUT THERE
AND CATCH US A MURDERER, HUH?
[Valsone]
THE AGE RANGE OF THE VICTIMS,
MEN AND WOMEN, IS 30 TO 35.
MOST OF THEM HAD
BLUE-COLLAR OCCUPATIONS,
ALL HETEROSEXUAL.
THEY KEPT TO THEMSELVES,
VERY FEW FRIENDS.
THERE IS NO DIRECT LINK
BETWEEN ANY OF THE VICTIMS.
THE KILLER SEEMS
TO BE STRIKING
COMPLETELY AT RANDOM.
THERE ISN'T A SERIAL KILLER
YET THAT STRIKES RANDOMLY.
THANK YOU, DETECTIVE DIETZ.
IF YOU CAN ASCERTAIN
THIS LINK HERE, I'D CERTAINLY
LIKE TO HEAR ABOUT IT.
OH.
THERE ARE PACKETS SUMMARIZING
ALL THIS AND INFORMATION
ABOUT THE KILLER'S METHODS.
YOU CAN PICK 'EM UP
ON THE WAY OUT.
THANKS, GUYS.
UH, WHAT ABOUT THE POLICE
PSYCHOLOGIST'S REPORT?
WE'VE HAD 3 PROFESSIONALS
ANALYZE THIS KILLER,
AND, UH, I DON'T THINK
WE'D GAIN ANY NEW INSIGHT
BY TALKING TO ANOTHER ONE.
IT DOESN'T MEAN
IT WON'T THIS TIME.
RIGHT, AGENT VALSONE?
YOU KNOW,
MAYBE YOU SHOULD TALK
TO THE PSYCHOLOGIST.
I'D LOVE TO.
THAT'S WHY I SUGGESTED IT.
YOU DO THAT.
MEANWHILE, I'LL BE BACK HERE
THIS AFTERNOON.
THAT WORKS GOOD.
'CAUSE I'LL PROBABLY BE HERE
LATER THIS AFTERNOON.
YOU'RE REALLY
PUSHIN' IT, DIETZ.
WHY IS THAT WE'VE GOTTA HAVE
A PISSING CONTEST
OVER A PSYCHOLOGIST?
I WANT DR. PARK'S SLANT
ON THIS, ALL RIGHT?
HE HELPED ME A LOT
WITH THE SUNSET KILLER CASE.
WHAT YOU REALLY MEAN IS,
HE PRACTICALLY HAD
YOUR WHOLE FAMILY MURDERED.
-FUCK YOU.
-NO, FUCK YOU.
YOU KEEP CHALLENGIN' ME
ON THIS AND I PROMISE
I'LL HAVE YOUR ASS
IN THE FILE ROOM,
GOIN' OVER RECORDS
FROM WORLD WAR II TO NOW.
OK?
[door closing]
HEY, I GUESS YOU FIXED
YOUR COMPUTER, HUH?
-DID YOU HEAR ME?
-YEAH, I HEARD YOU.
SOLVED?
WELL, IT SEEMS
I'VE BEEN TRANSFERRED
AND LOST MY PROMOTION.
IS THIS BECAUSE OF
WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?
NOW I KNOW
WHY YOU BECAME
A DETECTIVE.
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
AND JUST FOR YOUR INFORMATION,
I DIDN'T FIX THE PROBLEM,
BECAUSE THERE WAS
NO PROBLEM TO FIX.
NOT WITH MY HARDWARE,
THERE WASN'T.
WHAT? HEY.
DIETZ, IF YOU DON'T
GET AWAY FROM ME,
2 THINGS ARE GONNA HAPPEN:
YOUR FUNERAL AND MY TRIAL.
ARE YOU TELLIN' ME
THERE WAS NOTHING WRONG
WITH THE COMPUTER?
THERE WAS A SLIGHT PROBLEM,
BUT IT WAS SO MINOR.
WOULD IT HAVE CAUSED
AN INCORRECT MATCH
ON THE VICTIMS' PROFILES?
NOT IN MY OPINION.
[car engine starting]
THANKS.
HEY, I'M SORRY ABOUT YOU
GETTING JERKED AROUND.
[Park]
HEY, SAM. SAM, UP HERE.
HUH?
WHERE ARE YOU?
-UP HERE.
-HEY.
COME ON UP.
UH,
NO, I THINK I'LL WAIT INSIDE.
COME ON,
THERE'S A LADDER
AROUND BACK.
YEAH, OK, RIGHT.
ALL RIGHT.
THIS ISN'T
THE MOST COMFORTABLE
PLACE TO TALK, YOU KNOW.
THAT'S YOUR FAULT.
YOU ALWAYS
WANT IT YESTERDAY.
YOU KNEW TODAY
WAS MY DAY OFF
WHEN YOU CALLED.
WHY DON'T YOU
GET CABLE?
AH, TELEVISION
SHOULD BE FREE.
THE WAY MILTON BERLE
INTENDED IT.
ALL RIGHT, SO TELL ME
SOMETHING GOOD.
WELL, TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH,
THESE SYMBOLS HAVE ME GOT ME
A LITTLE CONFUSED.
THEY'RE BOTH PSEUDOMYSTICAL
AND...
DOC.
THAT'S BEEN COVERED.
BLUE SKY ME.
I NEED AN ANGLE.
ALL RIGHT.
HERE, HOLD THESE.
I'D SAY
THE GUY IS EITHER
A MILITARY MAN
OR IN LAW ENFORCEMENT.
LAW ENFORCEMENT?
WHAT, A COP?
UH, MAYBE WE'D BETTER GO IN.
GOOD IDEA.
[grunting]
[Park]
JUST THINK ABOUT IT, NOW.
HE KNOWS SUPERGLUE FUMING
AND PRINTS
AND PROCEDURE.
HE'S METHODICAL TO A FAULT.
NO LINKS.
NOT 1 MISTAKE IN 23 KILLINGS.
AND NO ONE IS EVEN
CLOSE TO HIM.
WHAT ABOUT THE VICTIMS?
ANYTHING LINKING THEM
TOGETHER?
WELL, THEY'RE ALL DEAD.
[chuckles]
UH, SORRY, BAD JOKE.
[clearing throat]
WELL, STRANGULATION
IS THE CLASSIC REPRESENTATION
OF AN ATTEMPT TO SHUT SOMEONE
OR SOMETHING UP
FOR WHATEVER REASON
THAT PARTICULAR SOMEONE
OR SOMETHING
MEANS TO THE KILLER.
SLASHING AND MUTILATION
COULD BE ANYTHING.
MAYBE HE THINKS HE'S RELEASING
HIS VICTIMS' SPIRITS.
IT'S HARD TO SAY.
THAT'S ALL?
FOR NOW.
IF I COME UP
WITH ANYTHING ELSE,
I'LL CALL YOU.
ALL RIGHT, THANKS.
I APPRECIATE THE TIME.
SAM, HOW'RE THINGS AT HOME?
FINE. NEVER BETTER.
WE'RE SEPARATED.
LOOK,
I KNOW YOU DON'T
WANT TO HEAR THIS,
DETECTIVE DIETZ.
BUT YOU AND YOUR FAMILY
WERE CRIME VICTIMS.
AND IT'S TIME YOU
CAME TO GRIPS WITH THAT.
SAM, COME TALK TO ME
BEFORE IT EATS YOU UP INSIDE.
YOU'RE STARTING TO
SOUND LIKE CAROL.
I'LL HANDLE IT. FOR ME,
IT'S BUSINESS AS USUAL.
ONE DIFFERENCE:
SEVERAL MONTHS AGO,
YOUR BUSINESS BLED ALL OVER
YOUR FAMILY LIFE, RIGHT?
I KNOW, DOC.
I SAID I'LL HANDLE IT,
I'LL HANDLE IT.
"JAMAICA. FEELIN' DEAD?
FEEL ALIVE!" YEAH.
MAYBE WE SHOULD
TAKE A VACATION, HUH?
WHAT DO YOU SAY, CAROL?
THEY'RE ALREADY DEAD.
THAT'S IT.
THEY'RE ALREADY DEAD.
YEAH, CAROL-ANN
FRANCO, PLEASE.
OH, WHEN WILL SHE BE BACK?
A COUPLE OF MONTHS?
OK. NO, FINE.
NO MESSAGE. BYE.
IS THIS, UH, 615-555-2737?
IT IS.
AND YOU'RE SURE THERE'S
NO STEPHEN LOUIS THERE?
YEAH, I--I BELIEVE YOU, LADY.
IS BILL THERE?
UH, DO YOU KNOW
WHEN HE'LL BE BACK?
BEGINNING OF NEXT MONTH,
RIGHT.
HE'S OUT OF TOWN, HUH?
OK, BYE.
IT IS?
UM, SHE'S NOT THERE.
OH, HE'S IN EUROPE?
GOOD FOR HIM.
NO, NO, THERE'S, UH...
THERE'S NO MESSAGE.
NO MESSAGE.
NO, NO MESSAGE.
RIGHT.
THIS NUMBER'S
BEEN DISCONNECTED
AND THERE'S NO NEW NUMBER.
I GOT YOU, VALSONE.
I GOT YOU.
RIGHT FROM THE GET-GO,
I KNEW SOMETHING STUNK.
NO REPORTS ON
THE VICTIMS' RELATIVES
IN HIS WORKING FILES,
AND ALL OF A SUDDEN,
VALSONE GIVES THEM TO ME.
BUT WHEN I CALLED THE NUMBERS,
NOBODY'S HOME. NO ONE.
NOW VALSONE CLAIMS
THERE'S NOTHING LINKIN'
THE VICTIMS TOGETHER, HUH?
BUT THERE'S ALWAYS SOMETHIN'.
YOU KNOW WHAT LINKS
THE 2 L.A. VICTIMS TOGETHER?
THEY'RE BOTH DEAD.
WHAT?
WITNESS PROTECTION, SIR.
THE VICTIMS WERE
IN THE FEDERAL WITNESS
PROTECTION PROGRAM,
AND I'LL BET MY ASS
THE KILLER'S ANOTHER
F.B.I. AGENT.
SOMEBODY WHO HAD ACCESS
TO A LIST.
ARE YOU INSANE?
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME
YOU HAD A PHYSICAL?
SIR, IT'S NOT THAT.
LOOK, I KNOW
YOU'VE BEEN HAVING
TROUBLES AT HOME.
SIR, EVERYTHING FITS.
WHO USES DEAD PEOPLES'
IDENTITIES TO MAKE
NEW IDENTITIES, HUH?
WHAT? THE WITNESS RELOCATION.
THAT'S IT.
DIETZ, YOU GOTTA GET
FOCUSSED ON THIS THING.
[Sam]
I KNOW IT'S HARD TO BELIEVE.
IT WASN'T MY FIRST THOUGHT
WHEN THE VICTIMS' NAMES
COME UP ON THE COMPUTER,
THEY'RE ALREADY DEAD.
[Rivers]
IT'S A COMPUTER GLITCH.
NOT ACCORDING TO THE GUY
WHO RAN THE PROFILES.
I DON'T KNOW, SAM.
I GUESS I COULD
MAKE A CALL TO IBSEN
OVER AT THE FEDERAL BUILDING.
NO, NO. YOU CAN'T DO THAT.
THE F.B.I.'S NOT GONNA ADMIT
SOMEONE'S KILLING PEOPLE
THEY'VE SWORN TO PROTECT.
VALSONE'S PROOF OF THAT.
YOU'RE SAYING THIS GUY'S
DELIBERATELY QUEERING
THE INVESTIGATION?
HE SET OFF MY JERK ALARM
THE FIRST TIME I MET HIM.
WHO THE HELL KNOWS
WHAT HIS AGENDA IS?
SAM,
EVEN IF YOU'RE RIGHT,
I'VE GOTTA HAVE PROOF BEFORE
I CAN GO ACCUSING THE FEDS
OF THIS KIND OF COVERUP.
CAREERS COULD BE LOST
IF YOU'RE WRONG.
SIR, I PROMISE YOU
I WILL GIVE YOU PROOF.
I WANT YOU TO UNDERSTAND
VALSONE'S LEADING US
NOWHERE.
[sighing]
LOOK.
DON'T DO ANYTHING
FOR A WHILE.
-RIGHT.
-LET ME MAKE
A FEW PHONE CALLS.
OK.
JUST GIVE ME
TILL TOMORROW MORNING.
I WILL. BUT DON'T CONFRONT
VALSONE ABOUT IT, PLEASE.
AND BE, YOU KNOW, COOL
WHEN YOU MAKE YOUR ENQUIRIES.
SAM, I'LL BE CIRCUMSPECT.
YOU'RE THE ONE
WHO NEEDS TO BE COOL.
RIGHT, SIR. I WILL.
I'M GONNA COME UP WITH
SOME PAPERWORK THAT'S GONNA
KICK HIM RIGHT IN THE ASS.
THANK YOU.
[door opening]
[Valsone]
PRODUCTIVE MEETING
WITH DR. PARK?
OH, VERY.
YOU CAN'T IMAGINE.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW?
I'M GONNA KNOCK OFF.
IF IT'S ALL RIGHT WITH YOU.
GO HOME AND
BE WITH MY SON.
YOU WANT TO COME OVER
FOR SOME PIZZA?
I'LL PASS.
WELL, I'LL SEE YOU
TOMORROW MORNING,
BRIGHT AND EARLY.
[coughing]
[chuckling]
[police siren wailing]
[thumping]
[pulley wheel creaking]
[woman gasping]
[woman screaming]
WHO?
WHO'S DRIVING?
-I WASN'T DRIVING.
-TURN AROUND.
THE WORLD'S ROTTEN, CAESAR.
...LIKE THIS,
POINT YOUR FINGERS.
[woman]
WHEN DID THEY TELL YOU
IT'D BE AVAILABLE?
[man]
UH, FIRST OF THE MONTH.
[clerk]
MUST YOU BRING
THAT DOG IN HERE?
I'VE BEEN MUGGED TWICE.
IT'S NOT GONNA HAPPEN AGAIN.
[phone ringing]
MR. GRAZINSKY?
[knocking at door]
MR. GRAZINSKY,
CAN I CLEAN THE ROOM?
[screaming]
[dog growling]
[yelling]
[barking]
[snarling]
[crashing]
CALL FOR BACKUP.
MEET ME UPSTAIRS.
[car horn honking]
UNIT 12 TO DISPATCH.
[car alarm ringing]
NEED BACKUP AT THE HOTEL
ON THE CORNER OF 4TH AND PARK.
PARK PLAZA HOTEL.
AND SEND
AN ANIMAL CONTROL UNIT.
MA'AM, PLEASE GO BACK DOWN
TO THE LOBBY.
MA'AM!
[man groaning]
JIMMY.
[grunts]
[police siren wailing]
[helicopter approaching]
WHERE'D HE GO?
[sirens continue wailing]
[tires screeching]
[police radio chattering]
STOP AND DROP, PAL!
[grunts]
SHIT!
[helicopter whirring]
[machines whirring]
HALT!
[gun firing]
[whirring continues]
[yelling]
[policeman]
HELP ME!
PLEASE! PLEASE, HELP ME!
[groaning]
[grunts]
...DECEASED'S
NEXT OF KIN.
[knocking at door]
COME.
GOOD MORNING.
PERRY,
DETECTIVE SAM DIETZ.
IBSEN.
OH, LIKE
THE PLAYWRIGHT.
SIT DOWN, SAM.
GENTLEMEN, WHAT WE WANT
TO DO HERE
IS IRON THIS OUT AMONG US
BEFORE ANYBODY ELSE HAS TO
BE BROUGHT IN.
SO IT PANNED OUT,
I WAS RIGHT?
SAM, IT DIDN'T PAN OUT.
PERRY BROUGHT US
A COMPLETE LIST OF EVERYBODY
IN THE L.A. BASIN
THAT'S IN THE WITNESS
PROTECTION PROGRAM.
NONE OF THE NAMES MATCH.
NOT EVEN CLOSE.
SO WHAT DOES THAT PROVE?
NAMES ARE JUST NAMES.
I WANNA SEE
A FINGERPRINT MATCH.
IT'S NOT NECESSARY.
ALL OUR WITNESS PROTECTION
PEOPLE ARE STILL IN PLACE.
THEY'RE ALL ALIVE,
THEY'RE ALL HEALTHY.
BESIDES THAT, DETECTIVE,
YOUR BASIC ASSUMPTION
IS WHOLLY INCORRECT.
WE HAVEN'T USED
DECEASED PEOPLE'S IDENTITIES
IN THE WITNESS PROTECTION
PROGRAM FOR YEARS.
TOO MANY LOOSE ENDS.
WELL,
THAT CAN'T BE RIGHT.
BECAUSE 2 OF THEM ARE DEAD.
THEY WERE MURDERED.
WELL, I'M SORRY,
BUT IT IS RIGHT.
AS FAR AS AGENT VALSONE
MISDIRECTING
THE INVESTIGATION,
I'VE REVIEWED
ALL HIS PROCEDURES
AND THEY'RE ALL STRICTLY
ACCORDING TO THE BOOK.
SAM, LOOKS LIKE YOU
SERIOUSLY JUMPED THE GUN
ON THIS ONE.
[Ibsen]
WELL, IF THAT'S EVERYTHING,
GENTLEMEN...
SEE YOU
AT THE MAYOR'S PARTY, JOHN.
RIGHT, PERRY, AND THANKS.
KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK.
IF YOU NEED ANYTHING,
JUST LET US KNOW.
THANK YOU, SIR.
AH, WAIT--
WAIT A MINUTE.
I WANT TO
SEE THAT LIST.
IT'S FAR TOO SENSITIVE,
I'M AFRAID
I CAN'T LET YOU DO THAT.
SAM, YOU DON'T NEED TO SEE
THE LIST. I'VE SEEN THE LIST.
AND YOU CAN TAKE
MY WORD FOR IT--
NO. I'M NOT TAKING
ANYBODY'S WORD FOR ANYTHING
ANYMORE, ALL RIGHT?
THEY'RE LYING,
YOU CAN'T SEE IT?
I TOLD YOU
THEY WOULDN'T COP TO IT,
AND YOU'RE PLAYING THEIR
GODDAMN GAME JUST LIKE
SOME LITTLE POLITICAL BOY.
DIETZ, YOU'RE OUTTA LINE.
IF YOU DON'T MOVE OUT
OF MY WAY, DETECTIVE,
I'M STILL VERY CAPABLE
OF MOVIN' YOU.
COME ON, PERRY,
I'LL WALK YOU TO THE CAR.
BETTER HAVE A TALK
WITH YOUR MAN HERE, JOHN.
DISCUSS WHAT THESE
UNFOUNDED ACCUSATIONS
COULD MEAN TO HIS CAREER.
[door closing]
YOU IDIOT.
YOU'RE GONNA SIT HERE
AND TELL
THE REGIONAL DIRECTOR
OF THE GODDAMN F.B.I.
THAT HE'S LYIN' ABOUT THIS?
DO YOU WANT ME
TO SUSPEND YOU?
SAM, WHAT THE HELL
IS WRONG WITH YOU LATELY?
SAM.
DIETZ!
YOU WERE GREAT IN THERE.
NICE WORK, DETECTIVE.
[men chattering]
YOU THINK THIS IS REALLY
GONNA STOP ME, HUH, VALSONE?
[sighing]
DON'T MAKE IT WORSE
ON YOURSELF.
YOU'RE DIRTY.
I KNOW IT AND YOU KNOW IT.
YOU'RE OUT OF CONTROL.
I'M NOT DONE
WITH YOU YET.
[groans]
OK, THAT'S ENOUGH.
I'VE TRIED TO WORK WITH YOU,
I'VE GIVEN YOU
EVERYTHING THAT I HAVE.
I'VE EVEN HAD TO PUT UP
WITH YOUR CHILDISH BEHAVIOR
AND YOUR STUPID
FUCKING ACCUSATIONS.
[whispering]
YOU BACK OFF
BEFORE YOU BURY YOURSELF.
[phone ringing]
[people chattering]
[grunts]
JESUS, DIETZ, WHAT
ARE YOU DOING?
THAT'S ALL RIGHT.
I'M DONE.
DIETZ! YOU'RE SUSPENDED
PENDING
A DISCIPLINARY HEARING.
AH, YOU DON'T HAVE TO BOTHER
WITH THAT STUFF, CAPTAIN,
'CAUSE I DON'T THINK
I WANT TO BE A COP
HERE NO MORE.
ALL RIGHT, IT'S OVER.
GET BACK TO WORK.
LET'S GO.
[water running]
YO, TAG, SEE DIETZ?
WHY, WHAT IS IT?
POSSIBLE VICTIM
IN A HOTEL DOWNTOWN.
WAIT A MINUTE,
I'M GOING WITH YOU.
[camera clicking]
AGENT VALSONE,
I WAS THINKING THAT, UH...
WHAT WAS THAT?
WOULD YOU LIKE ONE?
NO, NO THANKS.
THIS MURDER'S
NOT CONNECTED TO OUR CASE.
WHOA--WHOA--
THE M.O'S NOT THE SAME.
WAIT, HOW CAN YOU
SAY THAT?
NO SYMBOLS
ON THE WALLS.
LET'S GO, DETECTIVE,
WE'VE GOT A LOT TO DO TODAY.
WRAP IT UP.
♪♪♪[music playing]
[people chattering]
PRETTY WILD STUFF
IN THOSE PERSONALS, HUH?
BURN THE BURGER
A LITTLE LONGER.
YEAH, YEAH.
MORE COFFEE?
SEE YOU LATER,
TOBY HONEY.
STAY SWEET.
CAN I GET YOU ANYTHING ELSE?
SOME APPLE PIE?
A MUFFIN?
♪♪♪[rock music playing]
[music stops]
CAN YOU HEAR ME?
I GOTTA GET OVER TO
THE NEXT SET OF HOUSES.
IF WE DON'T CATCH UP,
I'M GONNA LOSE THIS CONTRACT.
WHY DON'T YOU GO THERE
AND FINISH THE MAIN WALL?
THE INSPECTOR'S COMIN'.
OK, TED.
[plane engine roaring]
[yelling]
[choking]
[grunts]
GREGOR?
[grunting]
I PLAYED RIGHT INTO YOUR
FUCKIN' HANDS, VALSONE.
SOME DETECTIVE I TURNED OUT
TO BE, HUH, PARTNER?
[police siren wailing]
OH, BUT I'M SUPPOSE TO CALL
BEFORE I COME OVER, RIGHT?
WHAT IF I HAD
SOMEBODY HERE?
I TRIED TO REACH YOU ALL DAY,
SAM. I JUST NEED MY BANK BOOK
AND THE DEED TO THE HOUSE.
ON THE TABLE.
DIDN'T KNOW
YOU WERE GONNA BE HERE.
OBVIOUSLY.
SORRY.
[Sam]
HEY, THAT'S EVIDENCE.
NO, THIS IS MY BANK BOOK.
THAT'S EVIDENCE.
THIS IS NOT MY BANK BOOK.
WHAT DID THIS PERSON
DO FOR A LIVING, SAM?
SHE'S IN REAL ESTATE.
PATRICK FARGANO IS
A FEMALE REAL ESTATE AGENT?
NO, HE WAS A GARAGE MECHANIC.
OK.
BYE. UM, REMEMBER, 3:00?
SAM?
WHAT'S THE MATTER?
NOTHING.
I COLD-COCKED AN F.B.I. AGENT.
I THINK I'VE BEEN FIRED.
SAM.
WHAT ARE YOU
GONNA DO?
[sighs]
TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH, CAROL,
I REALLY DON'T KNOW.
OH, HONEY, I'M SORRY.
MMM.
[knocking at door]
SAM.
[Paul]
YOU IN THERE?
SAM, SAM.
HE'LL GO AWAY. HE'LL GO AWAY.
[Paul]
SAM, IT'S ME.
I GOTTA GET GOING.
THIS COULD BE NICE.
I KNOW.
HI, PAUL.
OH, HI, CAROL.
IT'S A GOOD THING YOU DON'T
SCHEDULE AIRLINE FLIGHTS,
'CAUSE YOUR TIMIN' SUCKS.
MAN, I'M SORRY.
[sighing]
LOOK, I GOTTA PICK
EVERYTHING UP.
VALSONE WANTS
THE WORKING FILES
AND THE PHYSICAL EVIDENCE
BACK AT THE PRECINCT.
AND HE DIDN'T THINK
IT WAS SUCH A GOOD IDEA
FOR HIM TO COME HERE.
OH, HE WAS RIGHT.
YEAH, I SEE.
BE MY GUEST.
[sighs]
HEY,
DID YOU CHECK
THIS GUY'S FINANCES?
YEAH, SURE.
WHAT ABOUT THESE DEPOSITS?
$1,500 EVERY MONTH.
I THOUGHT FOR A WHILE
IT MIGHT BE DRUG MONEY
OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
BUT IT DIDN'T PAN OUT.
THE GUY PULLS DOWN WHAT?
WHAT,
$425 A WEEK AFTER TAXES?
YEAH, SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
MAYBE LESS.
WELL, WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU
TELL ME ABOUT THIS?
JESUS, SAM. I CHECKED IT,
ALL RIGHT?
I MEAN, THE GUY
WAS ONLY KILLED
THE DAY BEFORE YESTERDAY.
I HAVEN'T HAD TIME
TO FOLLOW IT UP.
VALSONE'S BEEN--BEEN RUNNING
ME AROUND LIKE
HIS PERSONAL ERRAND BOY.
YEAH, I KNOW WHAT THAT'S LIKE,
MAN. I'M SORRY.
HE'S LEAVIN', YOU KNOW.
WHO?
VALSONE.
HE'S TURNIN' THE CASE
OVER TO LOCAL FEDS.
DID HE SAY WHY?
YEAH, HE SAYS ACCORDING TO
THE KILLER'S M.O.,
HE WON'T BE WORKIN'
THIS AREA MUCH LONGER.
WANTS TO GET DOWN
TO SAN DIEGO, GET THINGS
SET UP THERE.
REALLY? THAT'S INTERESTING.
THE POINT IS, SAM:
WITH JERK-OFF GONE,
YOU GET YOUR JOB BACK.
KISS RIVERS' ASS A LITTLE BIT
AND EVERYTHING
WILL BE FINE AGAIN.
WE'LL SEE.
WHAT ABOUT THAT?
OH, YOU'VE GOT EVERYTHING.
OH, NO, SAM.
HEY, COME ON, LET ME
TAKE ONE OF THOSE.
I THINK YOU'VE TAKEN ENOUGH
ALREADY, SAM.
GET THAT OUT OF SIGHT.
WHY DON'T YOU JUST APOLOGIZE
AND TAKE YOUR LUMPS?
HUH? I MEAN, YOU'RE TOO GOOD
A COP TO LET IT END THIS WAY.
'CAUSE IT'S NOT OVER YET,
PAULIE. IT'S NOT OVER YET.
[woman on intercom]
27 CHARLES. 27 CHARLES.
COME IN.
TAGLIA.
[woman on radio]
WE GOT A 187
AT A CONSTRUCTION SITE,
703 SEASIDE. AGENT VALSONE'LL
MEET YOU THERE
ROGER.
I GUESS OUR KILLER DIDN'T HEAR
THAT HE'S SUPPOSED TO
HEAD TO SAN DIEGO.
[car door shuts]
UM, CALL ME ABOUT THAT LATER.
WILL YOU, PAUL?
YEAH, IF I CAN.
LOOK, THINK ABOUT WHAT I SAID.
ALL RIGHT, SAM?
I WILL.
[sighs]
[sighs]
IT'S NOT THE DEPOSITS, DUMMY.
IT'S THE BANKS.
BOTH HAVE THE SAME BANKS.
[dialing]
[phone rings]
[Francine]
CAPT. RIVERS' OFFICE.
FRANCINE. DIETZ.
HI, SAM. I'M SORRY TO HEAR
ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED.
I NEED A FAVOR.
I NEED THE NAME OF THE VICTIM
OF THE LATEST 187 THAT TAGLIA
JUST RESPONDED TO.
IT'S PROBABLY NOT IN YET.
AND EVEN IF IT WAS, I CAN'T.
FRANCINE, PLEASE. THIS IS
VERY IMPORTANT.
I'LL CALL YOU BACK.
I'M AT MY APARTMENT. THANKS.
I CAN ALMOST SMELL
THAT PERFUME FROM HERE.
GIVE IT A REST, DIETZ.
[police siren wailing]
[people chattering]
HE'S UP THERE, SIR.
SLOW DOWN, ROOKIE.
HE'S ALREADY DEAD.
YES, SIR.
CHECK HIS APARTMENT, IT'S
IN HOLLYWOOD. I'LL MEET YOU
THERE IN FEW MINUTES.
I'LL SEE YOU THERE.
[police radio chattering]
[inaudible]
[thumping continues]
[ringing]
FRANCINE?
NO, IT'S ME.
I JUST, UH, PICKED CORY
UP FROM SCHOOL,
AND WE'RE ON OUR WAY
TO THE COUNSELOR.
ARE YOU COMING?
I CAN'T.
WHY NOT, SAM?
[beeps]
-I THOUGHT WE HAD A--
-LOOK, CAROL.
L-L-LET ME GET THIS CALL
AND WE'LL TALK ABOUT THIS
LATER, HUH?
DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO.
SO WILL I.
[clicking]
[dial tone buzzing]
[Francine]
HELLO, DIETZ?
DIETZ?
YEAH, I'M HERE, FRANCINE.
WHAT DO YOU GOT?
[thudding]
OH, FUCK, DIETZ.
WHAT ARE YOU DOIN' HERE?
I THINK I FOUND A CONNECTION.
I JUST NEED TO LOCK IT UP.
WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU TALKIN' ABOUT?
VALSONE IS RIGHT BEHIND ME.
HOW SOON?
2, 3 MINUTES. WHO KNOWS?
GET THE HELL
OUT OF HERE, WILL YOU?
LOOK FOR A BANK BOOK
OR A BANK STATEMENT.
THE 2 L.A. VICTIMS HAD
THE SAME BANK, SAME BRANCH.
WHAT'S THE ODDS, HUH?
I DON'T KNOW, BUT SO WHAT?
COME ON, LOOK, PAULIE.
THESE ARE WITNESS PROTECTION
PEOPLE LIKE I SAID.
MAY BE THE FEDS ARE PAYING 'EM
OUT OF THE SAME BANK.
I CAN CHECK AND VERIFY THAT.
JESUS, SAM.
HEY, DURING WORLD WAR II,
THE NAZIS PAID THEIR SPIES
OUT OF THE SAME BANK.
I READ IT SOMEWHERE.
YOU READ IT SOMEWHERE?
OH, JESUS, YOU REALLY ARE
OVER THE EDGE.
YES! 3 VICTIMS, SAME BANK,
SAME BRANCH.
OVER THE EDGE, HUH?
[Sam]
THERE'S VALSONE.
OH, SHIT.
I'LL BE WATCHING HIM.
IF HE'S DIRTY,
I'M GONNA PROVE IT, ALL RIGHT?
ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.
GO, GO, GO.
HEY, REMEMBER WHAT I SAID.
GET OUT OF HERE.
ANYTHING GOOD?
NO, NOTHIN' YET.
[sighing]
UH, COULD YOU OPEN THE DOOR?
OFFICIAL BUSINESS.
I SHOWED YOU MINE, YOU SHOWED
ME YOURS. DON'T PUT A...
OPEN THE DOOR!
[beeping]
ARE YOU GOING TO MAIL
ANYTHING?
NO.
WELL THEN, WOULD YOU STAND
AWAY FROM THE BOX
WHILE I UNLOAD IT?
YEAH.
[clattering]
I WONDER IF HE PLAYS POKER.
[people chattering]
[woman]
THANK YOU.
[man whistles]
[tires screeching]
[car approaching]
[car trunk shuts]
[car horn honks]
[phone rings]
[woman]
L.A. TRIBUNE. PERSONAL ADS.
[beeping]
[phone rings]
[man]
FAIRFAX F.B.I. AGENT MORRIS
HERE. CAN I HELP YOU?
[beeping]
[phone ringing]
[man]
SOVIET EMBASSY.
WHO DID YOU SAY THIS WAS?
SOVIET EMBASSY. WHO DO YOU
WISH TO SPEAK TO?
NO--NO--NO. WRONG NUMBER.
[beeps]
[beeping]
[phone ringing]
[Paul]
TAGLIA.
PAULIE, DIETZ.
LISTEN, MAN, CAN YOU DO ME
A FAVOR?
[phone ringing]
VALSONE HERE.
[Sam]
YOU SOUND PRETTY CLEAR.
THIS IS A NICE PHONE.
I'M BUSY, DIETZ.
WHAT'S UP?
OH, YOU PACKIN', HUH?
WELL, YOU BETTER LOOK OUT
THE WINDOW BEFORE YOU GO.
[sighing]
WE GOTTA TALK, DIETZ.
HOW COME YOU GOT
THE SOVIET EMBASSY
IN WASHINGTON
PROGRAMMED INTO YOUR PHONE?
I GET INVITED TO A LOT
OF SOCIAL FUNCTIONS.
[laughing]
[phone dialing]
HEY, GUESS WHAT I GOT
IN MY HAND?
YOUR DISCONNECTED BRAIN.
ACTUALLY, IT'S YOUR BALLS.
CAN YOU FEEL ME
SQUEEZIN' 'EM?
GET THERAPY, DIETZ.
ALL 3 VICTIMS HAD
THE SAME BANK, SAME BRANCH.
SO?
SO THAT'S A CORRELATION
EVEN CAPT. RIVERS
CAN'T IGNORE.
AND THESE ENVELOPES
ARE GOING TO PROVE IT.
THEY'RE ADDRESSED TO
F.B.I. HEADQUARTERS,
THE L.A. TRIBUNE,[/\I]
AND THE POLICE COMMISSIONER,
AND MY MOTHER.
YOU KNOW, WE'RE A LOT ALIKE,
YOU AND I.
EVEN THOUGH
YOU DON'T SEE IT.
ALL RIGHT, YOU SHOOT ME,
THESE DROP.
"NATIONAL SECURITY AGENCY"?
THAT'S RIGHT.
I'M A BIG GOVERNMENT SPOOK.
AND YOU, MY FRIEND,
ARE GOING TO REBUILD
THE BERLIN WALL
ALL BY YOURSELF
IF YOU DROP THOSE IN.
YOU'RE A REAL WORK OF ART,
YOU KNOW THAT, VALSONE?
LET'S DISCUSS THIS IN MY ROOM.
I'M NOT MOVIN' TILL I HEAR
SOMETHING THAT MAKES
SOME SENSE.
YOU KNOW, YOU ARE SO CONVINCED
THAT I'M THE BAD GUY
IN ALL OF THIS,
THAT YOU WOULDN'T KNOW
THE TRUTH EVEN IF IT
SMACKED YOU ACROSS THE FACE.
TRY ME.
I'M NOT WIRED.
[beeping]
THERE'S 3 PHASES TO GLASNOST:
REDUCTION IN TACTICAL WEAPONS,
STANDING ARMY,
AND ALL COVERT OPERATIONS.
NOW, YOU COULD STOCKPILE
NUCLEAR WARHEADS.
WHERE DO SPIES GO
WHEN NOBODY NEEDS THEM
ANYMORE?
MISSILES, AND SOLDIERS,
AND SPIES. OH, MY.
HEY, YOU WANT TO LISTEN
TO THE TRUTH, OR DO YOU WANT
TO BE A WISE-ASS?
THIS IS MUCH MORE IMPORTANT
THAN SOME INSIGNIFICANT
MURDERS.
THIS IS NOT ABOUT
WITNESS PROTECTION,
YOU SIMPLETON.
THE KILLER IS SPETSNAZ,
SOVIET SPECIAL FORCES.
HIS JOB WAS TO COME HERE
AND BRING BACK SOVIET SPIES
WHO DON'T WANT TO COME IN
FROM THE COLD.
THE PROBLEM IS, HE'S TAKEN OUT
THE ENTIRE NETWORK,
EVEN THE ONES THAT
AGREE WITH GLASNOST.
[sighing]
MY MISSION IS TO HELP
THE SOVIETS BRING HIM IN.
MUTILATIONS, SYMBOLS.
I CAN'T BUY THAT.
WHY?
BECAUSE YOU MAY BE WRONG,
OR BECAUSE IT'S COMIN'
FROM ME?
WHICH IS IT, DETECTIVE?
HUH?
WHO ELSE KNOWS ABOUT THIS?
THE F.B.I. PROVIDES A DOMESTIC
CUT-UP AND NOBODY'S GOT
ALL THE PIECES.
BUT CAPT. RIVERS, HE'S GOING
TO BE BRIEFED
ON THIS SOVIET STUFF?
HE'S ON A NEED-TO-KNOW
BASIS ONLY.
BELIEVE ME, HE NEEDS
TO KNOW. I WANT MY JOB BACK.
DEAL?
DEAL.
[Valsone]
WE'LL TAKE YOUR CAR.
[Sam]
AW, I LOVE IT WHEN YOU DRIVE.
MAY I SEE THE INFORMATION?
THANKS.
THESE ARE BLANK PAGES.
REALLY? OH, YEAH.
[grunts]
[groans]
ALL RIGHT, HOLD IT
RIGHT THERE, ASSHOLE.
DON'T MOVE.
ALL RIGHT, STEP AWAY FROM HIM.
REAL SLOW.
[Paul groaning]
[footsteps approaching]
[groaning]
[Sam coughing]
SLEEPING BEAUTY AWAKES.
[groaning]
THAT'S FOR THE MEN'S ROOM.
OH.
[groans]
THAT'S FOR NOT LISTENING
WHEN I TOLD YOU TO BACK OFF.
YOU'RE WAY OUT OF
YOUR PAY GRADE, DIETZ.
THE COLONEL IS
DOING US ALL A FAVOR.
HE'S EXPANDING HIS MISSION.
TAKIN' OUT EVERY SOVIET
SLEEPER THEY HAVE HERE.
HE LIKES IT.
SO DO I.
THIS IS YOUR BASIC
COUNTER-INSURGENCE MOVE.
WHEN THE BAD GUYS
ARE BEATING THEMSELVES,
YOU DON'T INTERFERE.
YOU LIED ALL THE WAY
DOWN THE LINE, DIDN'T YOU,
VALSONE?
YEAH, JUST CHANGED
A FEW THINGS, THAT'S ALL.
THE SYMBOLS WERE MESSAGES
TO YOUR GUYS.
IN BLOOD.
JUST TO CONFUSE
THE INVESTIGATION.
IF IT LOOKS LIKE
A SERIAL KILLER, IT MUST BE
A SERIAL KILLER.
IT'S CALLED
"HIDE IN PLAIN SIGHT," DIETZ.
WHY DIDN'T YOU KILL HIM
YOURSELF, VALSONE?
YOU PROBABLY WOULD HAVE
ENJOYED IT.
I DO WHAT THE MISSIONS
CALL FOR.
AND THE MAIN MISSION HERE,
IS TO NOT LET THESE
COMMUNIST ASSHOLES
SELL US DOWN THE RIVER WITH
THIS GLASNOST BULLSHIT.
YOU SPEND TIME
IN THE JUNGLE, DIETZ,
YOU LEARN THAT A LEOPARD
CAN'T CHANGE ITS SPOTS.
I'M SICK TO DEATH
OF ACCOUNTANTS MAKING POLICY.
IVAN IS EVERYBODY'S NEW BUDDY,
RIGHT?
BULLSHIT.
HE EATS GUYS LIKE YOU
FOR LUNCH.
YOU'RE A SICK FUCK.
I'M A PRO.
AND A PRO WOULD'VE POPPED YOU
WITH A SILENCED WEAPON.
POP! NO MUSS, NO FUSS.
THE COLONEL'S GOT A SET
PATTERN AND I DON'T WANT
TO BLOW HIS COVER.
[Sam]
HE'S A SICK FUCK, TOO.
[Valsone]
HE'S SPETSNAZ.
ALL FOREBRAIN.
NO EMOTION.
HE'S JUST FOLLOWING ORDERS,
LIKE THE REST OF THE PEOPLE
IN THIS FUCKED-UP WORLD.
[groaning]
AH, ANYWAY, DIETZ.
HERE'S A THOUGHT
YOU COULD TAKE WITH YOU.
YOU DID YOUR DUTY,
AND THAT'S A HARD THING
THESE DAYS.
I KNOW.
[clicking]
[gun firing]
[gun cocks]
[Russian accent]
THIS PERSON LIVES,
AND THIS PERSON DIES.
OR THIS PERSON LIVES,
AND THIS PERSON DIES.
WHO MAKES THOSE CHOICES,
DETECTIVE?
HIM?
YOU?
ME?
YESTERDAY'S HERO
SHOULD NOT BECOME
TOMORROW'S TRAITOR
SIMPLY BECAUSE OF
SOME CHANGE IN IDEOLOGY.
[yells]
I CAN'T JUST LET YOU
WALK OUT OF HERE, MAN.
[groans]
[phone ringing]
[Carol]
HELLO?
[Sam]
IT'S ME.
OH.
IT'S A LITTLE LATE NOW, SAM.
LET'S TALK TOMORROW.
DON'T HANG UP, CAROL.
I WAS AT THE HOSPITAL.
I GOT SHOT.
WHAT?
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
WHY DIDN'T THEY CALL ME?
OH, I TOLD THEM
NOT TO CALL YOU. I'M OK.
CORY AND I WILL BE
RIGHT OVER, SAM.
[beeps]
YOU WANT TO GET THAT CALL?
NO, THEY CAN WAIT.
LISTEN, CAROL.
I'VE BEEN THINKIN'.
YOU KNOW, I'VE BEEN A, UH...
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, LET'S TALK
WHEN YOU GET HERE, HUH?
WE'LL TALK ABOUT EVERYTHING.
OK, I'LL BE RIGHT THERE, SAM.
UH, MAKE THAT...
SHERRIFF SAM.
REALLY?
[sniffling]
WHY ARE YOU CRYING?
I DON'T KNOW.
I LOVE YOU, SAM.
I LOVE YOU, TOO, BABY.
[pulley wheel creaks]
[helicopter whirring]
[police siren wailing]
[door opens]
[man whistling]
COME OUT. COME OUT
OR I'LL BUST YOU UP.
[choking]
[screaming]
[grunting]
[groaning]
[groaning]
[grunting]
[groans]
[grunting]
[sighs]
[clock ticking]
[Carol]
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
[groaning]
NO, YOU--YOU DON'T
WANT TO DO THAT.
MOM.
-[Carol]
OH, PLEASE.
-[gun cocking]
[gun fires]
[alarm ringing]
[sighing]
[water splashing]
[phone ringing]
DIETZ.
HI, GOOD MORNING, SAM.
[Sam]
GOOD MORNING, CAROL.
IS SOMETHING WRONG?
NO, NO. DID, UH...
-DID YOU TAKE MY BANK BOOK?
-[phone beeps]
HOLD ON, PLEASE.
LET ME GRAB THIS CALL.
DON'T PUT ME ON--
DIETZ. WHERE?
ALL RIGHT.
YEAH, I GOT IT.
I'LL BE THERE. RIGHT.
-[dial tone buzzing]
-CAROL?
[paper rustling]
LATER, BOB. OK?
DETECTIVE DIETZ, COULD THERE
BE ANOTHER SERIAL KILLER
IN THE LOS ANGELES AREA?
-NO COMMENT.
-OH, COME ON, SAM,
GIVE ME A BREAK.
EVERYBODY, WHEN I KNOW,
YOU'LL KNOW. HAVE A NICE DAY.
[crowd chattering]
[man]
LET'S GO.
[man #2]
YOU HAVE TO LEAVE NOW,
THANK YOU.
[factory siren blowing]
[people chattering]
[police radio chattering]
-GOOD MORNING, BELINDA.
-GOOD MORNING, SAM.
IT'S A GREAT WAY TO START
THE DAY, HUH?
-WHO WAS THAT GUY?
-WHAT GUY?
ABOUT 6 FOOT,
EXPENSIVE SUIT, CURLY HAIR,
AQUA VELVA COLOGNE.
OH, F.B.I.
AND IT'S GIVENCHY COLOGNE.
F.B.I.? WHAT THE HELL
IS THE F.B.I. DOIN' HERE?
DON'T KNOW. BUT HE HAD
ALL THE RIGHT PAPER.
DIDN'T TALK MUCH.
HE JUST LOOKED AROUND A LOT.
DO YOU WANT TO CHECK THIS OUT
BEFORE WE CUT HIM DOWN?
YEAH.
WE'LL BAG THE INTERNAL ORGANS
AND RECONSTRUCT THEM LATER.
A LOT OF THE BLOOD'S
ON THE WALL OVER THERE.
[Paul]
DIETZ.
I CHECKED ALL THE DOORS
AND THERE WAS NO SIGN
OF ANY FORCIBLE ENTRY.
I HAVEN'T FIGURED OUT
EXACTLY HOW IT HAPPENED YET,
BUT THAT SIDE OF BEEF
ON THE FENCE
IS THE END RESULT.
IT MAY BE THE END.
BUT THIS IS WHERE IT STARTED.
HAVE FORENSICS DO THE ROOF,
THAT BEAM AND THOSE WINDOWS.
YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT
HE JUMPED ON THAT BEAM
FROM THOSE WINDOWS?
-NO WAY.
-OH.
YOU SEE THIS?
YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS?
YOU CLIMB UP THERE. YOU LOOK
ON THOSE 2 BY 6s, YOU'RE
GOING TO FIND THIS STUFF.
IT'S TERMITE DUST,
PAULIE.
I HAVE A THOUSAND DOLLARS'
DAMAGE IN MY GARAGE
AND RAFTERS BECAUSE OF THIS.
THE KILLER PROBABLY
KICKED SOME OFF WHEN
HE WAS ON TOP OF THE BEAM.
YOU REALLY HAVE
A TASTE FOR THIS, DON'T YOU,
SHERLOCK?
IT'S CALLED OBSERVATION,
DR. WATSON. OBSERVATION.
IT'S HIM.
I'M SURE.
UNMISTAKABLE SIGNATURE:
SLASH AND STRANGLE.
YES, SIR.
I'LL GIVE YOU A PRELIMINARY
REPORT AS SOON AS I CAN GET
SET UP HERE.
OK.
[police radio chattering]
SAM, I'M STACKED UP.
TRY LATE TOMORROW,
EARLY NEXT DAY.
TOMORROW. I NEED IT EARLY.
SAM, YOU WISH.
COME ON, YOU CAN DO IT,
BELINDA, I KNOW YOU CAN.
EARLY TOMORROW MORNING,
COFFEE'S ON ME.
YOU'RE GONNA EXPLAIN
TO MY HUSBAND
WHY I GOTTA WORK LATE
TO MAKE THAT HAPPEN?
GIVE HIM A KISS
AND PROMISE HIM
SOMETHING NICE.
TRUST ME, IT WORKS.
I'VE BEEN DOIN' IT FOR YEARS.
YEARS!
[buzzer sounding]
[man chattering on television]
[man]
YOU'RE $47 OVERDUE. NOW YOU
GO UP THERE AND YOU FIND...
[police siren wailing]
MORNING, FRANCINE.
IS THAT A NEW DRESS?
VERY STYLISH.
MMM, NICE PERFUME.
SAM, YOUR COMPLIMENTS
ARE UNIMAGINATIVE, SEXIST
AND INSINCERE.
AND YOU LOVE 'EM.
RIGHT. CAPT. RIVERS
WANTS TO SEE YOU.
GOT TO CALL CAROL FIRST.
[Francine]
HE SAID RIGHT NOW.
[phone rings]
NOT IN THERE. MR. ATLAS
IS IN THE WEIGHT ROOM.
MY LUCK.
CAPT. ATLAS--
UH, RIVERS' OFFICE.
HEY, SAM.
HEY, CAPTAIN.
NASTY ONE YOU GOT
ON YOUR HANDS.
SERIAL, RIGHT?
SIR, I'M NOT SO SURE
HE'S A SERIAL KILLER.
[Valsone]
I'M SURE.
[Rivers]
SEE THAT, SAM?
AGENT KYLE VALSONE.
F.B.I., FAIRFAX,
VIRGINIA OFFICE.
VALSONE, DETECTIVE SAM DIETZ.
PLEASURE.
SAM, THE F.B.I. IS SETTING UP
A TASK FORCE ON THIS ONE.
YOU'LL HEAD THE LOCAL
INVESTIGATION, BUT YOU
COOPERATE WITH VALSONE
OR ANYBODY ELSE
HE BRINGS IN.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
A TASK FORCE?
AND WHAT MAKES EVERYBODY
SO SURE IT'S A SERIAL?
WE'VE BEEN TRACKING
THIS KILLER
ACROSS THE UNITED STATES.
HE HAS 22 CONFIRMED KILLS
STARTING IN WASHINGTON, D.C.
STRIKES FAST.
LIKES TO MOVE
FROM EAST TO WEST.
AND YOU JUST FIGURED
THAT L.A. WAS NEXT.
SAM, YOU WANT
THIS CASE OR NOT?
ABSOLUTELY, CAPTAIN.
THEN I CAN PRESUME ALL
YOUR PIDDLY-ASSED QUESTIONS
HAVE BEEN RESOLVED?
OH, YES, SIR. EVERYTHING'S
AS CLEAR AS L.A.'S AIR.
GOOD.
NOW YOU TWO GET TO KNOW
EACH OTHER. KEEP ME POSTED
ON YOUR PROGRESS.
RIGHT, THANKS.
[weights clanking]
YOU KNOW, I WAS HOPING THAT
WE WOULDN'T HAVE TO
GO THROUGH
THIS LOCAL VS. FEDERAL ROUTINE
BECAUSE I REALLY
DON'T HAVE THE TIME.
NEITHER DO I.
YOU'RE FROM
THE NEIGHBORHOOD, BRONX?
BROOKLYN.
OH, SOUTH PHILLY.
I WAS A STREET COP
FOR 7 YEARS.
FEEL THE SAME WAY
ABOUT YOU, DETECTIVE.
SO YOU COULD
TRY TO EARN MY RESPECT,
I'LL TRY TO EARN YOURS.
IN THE INTERIM
WE CAN STILL COOPERATE
AND CATCH A MURDERER.
THE NEIGHBORHOOD.
DID YOU USED TO GET
YOUR NAILS DONE AT--
EVERY SATURDAY.
[both chuckle]
I'M GONNA GO CHECK
THE VICTIM'S APARTMENT.
YOU WANNA COME JOIN ME?
I'LL DRIVE.
[Sam]
ONLY IF YOUR NAILS ARE DONE.
[thunder rumbling]
[man whistling]
[child screaming]
[dog barking]
[children chattering]
[gasps]
[groaning]
WHAT THE HELL'S
ALL THIS STUFF?
CELLULAR PHONE, FAX,
LAPTOP COMPUTER
WITH A MODEM HOOK-UP.
[phone dialing]
I'D BE CAREFUL WITH THAT
IF I WERE YOU.
THE, UH, PHONE NUMBERS
ARE PROGRAMMED IN
AND CAN BE EASILY WIPED.
YOU GOT
ALL THIS HI-TECH STUFF,
YOU STILL USE
A CRUMMY PAGER.
WILL YOU STOP?
LOOK AT YOU,
YOU'RE LIKE A LITTLE KID.
I CAN'T BELIEVE
YOU GOTTA TOUCH EVERYTHING.
SO, UH, FOR OBVIOUS REASONS,
YOU DON'T MIND IF I TAKE
ALL THE INFORMATION
REQUESTS, RIGHT?
GREAT, YOU HANDLE IT.
I THINK YOU AND I
ARE GONNA GET ALONG
JUST FINE.
DO YOU EVER HAVE LUNCH
WITH A, UH,
FORK AND A KNIFE?
OR DO YOU JUST GO SANDWICH?
[laughs]
WE'RE EVEN.
OK, GO AHEAD.
ALL RIGHT.
[man]
HEY, DETECTIVE.
TAGLIA'S INSIDE.
HEY.
WHERE'VE YOU BEEN?
GOT SIDETRACKED.
GOT ANYTHING?
UH, NOT MUCH.
TAGLIA.
VALSONE, F.B.I.
GOOD TO SEE YOU, DETECTIVE.
HE'S ONLY GOT LIKE
A DOZEN NUMBERS IN HERE.
YEAH. SO?
PIZZA PLACES, LAUNDRY,
INSURANCE COMPANIES.
NO WOMEN, NO FRIENDS.
OH, MAYBE
HE WAS AN ANTISOCIAL.
WISE GUY.
CALL ALL THE NUMBERS.
GET THE ADDRESSES.
TALK TO ANYBODY WHO KNEW HIM.
CHECK THE BANK BOOK
FOR THE USUAL.
WHAT'S WITH THE SUIT?
DON'T ASK.
WHERE'D HE GO?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
CHECKING FOR
PRESCRIPTION DRUGS.
I CAN GET ONLINE ON DOCTOR--
I KNOW THE ROUTINE.
I WOULD LIKE TO BE
THE ONE TO INITIATE.
DETECTIVE DIETZ.
DETECTIVE.
JUST GOT A 187 CALL.
UNIFORMS ON THE SCENE
REQUESTED YOU.
LOOKS LIKE YOUR KILLER'S
WORKING OVERTIME.
HE WORKS FAST.
AND MOVES AROUND A LOT,
I HEARD YOU BEFORE.
FINISH UP HERE, LEAVE ALL
THE STUFF ON MY DESK, OK?
WELL, ARE YOU COMING?
IT'S YOUR CAR.
I'M RIGHT BEHIND YOU,
DETECTIVE.
[man wolf-whistling]
GOOD NIGHT, GIRLS. HAVE FUN.
[man #1]
NICE ASS.
[man #2]
SHUT UP, RALPH.
I SAID, NICE EYES.
[water dripping]
[police radio chattering]
MAN, I HATE DEALIN'
WITH THE PRESS.
WOULD YOU LIKE ME
TO TAKE CARE OF IT, DETECTIVE?
NO, NO. YOU'VE DONE
ENOUGH ALREADY.
I'LL HANDLE IT.
[cell phone ringing]
VALSONE.
YES, SIR. HOLD ON A SECOND.
SUPERVISORS. THEY WANT
A PRELIM REPORT ALREADY.
YOU GO ON AHEAD.
I'LL TAKE CARE OF IT.
RIGHT.
YES, SIR.
SEEMS CONFIDENT ENOUGH.
SPECIALIZES IN SERIAL KILLERS.
ACTUALLY SEEMS TO HAVE
AN INNATE HATE FOR THEM.
I--I NEED TO SEE YOU.
IS IT ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY
THAT WE MEET?
YES.
WHERE ARE YOU STAYING?
BONAVENTURE HOTEL.
ROOM 2015.
TONIGHT. 7:30.
IF YOU INSIST.
I INSIST.
[police radio chattering]
[detective]
HEY, DIETZ.
MORE GRAFFITI.
YEAH.
JUST BAG IT, PAULIE.
BAG IT ALL.
[woman screaming]
LOOKS LIKE HE KNOCKED HER
THROUGH THIS.
MAYBE SHE
KNOCKED HIM THROUGH.
[groaning]
[screams]
WHAT TIME
DID IT STOP RAINING?
AROUND NOON.
TALK TO ME, BELINDA.
AT THIS RATE, I'M GOING
TO HAVE TO OPEN UP
A BRANCH OFFICE JUST FOR YOU.
WE'LL HAVE A TIME OF DEATH
AND PARTICULARS TOMORROW.
LATE.
TIME OF DEATH AROUND NOON
OR A LITTLE AFTER.
HOW DID YOU COME UP
WITH THAT?
THERE'S A BROKEN WOODEN
TRELLIS OUTSIDE.
IT LOOKS LIKE
THE VICTIM WAS ATTACKED
AND DRAGGED IN HERE.
OF COURSE IT WOULD HAVE
HAD TO HAPPEN
AFTER THE RAIN STOPPED,
OTHERWISE THE INSIDES
OF THE BROKEN ENDS
WOULD BE WET, TOO.
ISN'T THAT RIGHT, SAM?
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.
GOOD OBSERVATION.
STAR ENCIRCLED ON...
DID YOU WANT TO EXAMINE
THE PHYSICAL EVIDENCE
FROM THE L.A. VICTIMS NOW?
[Sam]
NO. I WANNA GO HOME,
RELAX, GO OVER MY NOTES,
AND FIND A DIRECTION
ON THIS INVESTIGATION.
I HAVE A BIT OF COLLATED DATA
ON THE PREVIOUS VICTIMS
AND CRIME SCENES.
YOU'RE WELCOME TO IT
IF THAT'LL HELP.
YOU'RE GONNA LET ME
LOOK AT YOUR F.B.I.
WORKING FILES?
WHY NOT?
YEAH, LIKE YOU SAID,
WHY NOT?
ALL RIGHT, DO ME A FAVOR,
MY FRIEND.
THERE'S SOME EQUIPMENT
IN THE FRONT SEAT.
WOULD YOU LOCK IT UP
IN THE TRUNK FOR ME?
-YES, SIR.
-ALL RIGHT.
[Valsone]
HAVE A SEAT, DETECTIVE.
ARE YOU SHITTIN' ME?
N.C.I.C. REPORTS
ON THE VICTIMS
FROM THE VARIOUS
LOCAL DEPARTMENTS.
KILLER'S TRENDS,
PSYCHOLOGICAL ANALYSIS
OF THE SYMBOLS ON THE WALLS.
I GET THE PICTURE.
OF COURSE, YOU KNOW, UH,
I CAN GO OVER
THE MORE PERTINENT DATA
WITH YOU OVER DINNER
WHICH, BY THE WAY, IS ON ME.
WHY'RE YOU BEING
SO COOPERATIVE, VALSONE?
WHY, YOU LIKE MY COLOGNE
OR SOMETHING?
YOU KNOW LOBSTER TAILS
IN THIS PLACE ARE, UH, SUPERB.
THANKS.
BUT MY WIFE'S GOT
HER HEART SET ON
TAKING ME OUT TO DINNER.
YOUR WIFE?
RIGHT, RIGHT. SOME OTHER TIME.
YEAH.
I'LL TAKE THESE HOME WITH ME.
GO OVER THEM TONIGHT.
WE CAN TALK IN THE MORNING.
WHATEVER.
YOU DROVE.
[man on radio]
AND FROM THE METRO DESK,
DETECTIVE SAM DIETZ
WHO SOLVED LAST YEAR'S
SUNSET KILLER CASE,
IS HEADING UP AN INVESTIGATION
INTO WHAT APPEARS TO BE
A NEW SERIAL KILLER
IN THE SOUTHLAND AREA.
FEW DETAILS
HAVE BEEN PROVIDED,
BUT 2 RECENT KILLINGS
IN THE LOS ANGELES AREA
SEEM TO FIT A PATTERN
THAT IS OCCURRING
IN OTHER PARTS OF THE COUNTRY.
OH, I'M SORRY, CAROL. JEEZ.
SOMETHING SMELLS GOOD.
MUST BE YOUR
FAMOUS CASSEROLE, HUH?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, SAM?
WELL, YOU CALLED EARLIER.
I JUST WANTED TO SEE
WHAT YOU WANTED.
BESIDES, IT'S DINNERTIME.
YOU WANT TO FEED A HUNGRY COP?
YOU'RE NOT TO COME BY
WITHOUT CALLING FIRST.
YOU KNOW THE AGREEMENT.
ALL RIGHT, SO I DIDN'T.
I WAS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD
AND DECIDED TO DROP BY.
WHAT IF I HAD
SOMEONE HERE WITH ME?
WHAT?
I DON'T WANT YOU DROPPING BY
UNANNOUNCED.
THIS IS MY HOME. I'LL VISIT
WHEN I WANT TO VISIT.
IT HASN'T BEEN YOUR HOME
IN QUITE A WHILE, SAM.
SAME SONG, 2ND VERSE.
I'M NEVER HERE.
MY HOME IS AT THE OFFICE.
IT'S BULLSHIT, CAROL.
I'M TIRED OF HEARING
YOU SING IT.
YOU KNOW, SAM?
SOMETIMES WHEN I LOOK
IN YOUR EYES, WHAT I SEE
REALLY SCARES ME.
I'M THE SAME GUY
I'VE ALWAYS BEEN.
AND THAT'S THE PROBLEM.
EXCUSE ME.
I'VE ALREADY TOLD YOU, SAM.
IF YOU DON'T WANT TO
GO TO A COUNSELOR WITH ME,
I DON'T WANT YOU BACK.
I KNOW WHO I AM
AND WHAT I WANT OUT OF LIFE.
I DON'T NEED A COUNSELOR.
WELL, CORY DOES.
SAM, HE STILL HAS NIGHTMARES
ALMOST EVERY NIGHT.
CORY'LL BE OK.
WHAT ABOUT
YOUR NIGHTMARES, HUH?
I'M OUTTA HERE.
[bicycle bell ringing]
DAD!
HEY, HEY, HEY,
HEY, HEY, HEY.
COME ON, COME ON.
[groans]
YOU HIT LIKE A TON OF BRICKS.
YOU'RE GOING TO STAY,
AREN'T YOU?
NO, I'VE GOT
A LOT OF WORK TO DO
TONIGHT, OK?
I'LL PICK YOU UP
AT SCHOOL TOMORROW.
-OK.
-OK?
-OK.
-OK?
OK.
I LOVE YOU.
I LOVE YOU, TOO, DAD.
SEE YOU TOMORROW.
[Sam]
VALSONE, DIETZ.
YEAH, UH,
I CAN'T FIND ANY REPORTS
ON THE PREVIOUS
VICTIMS' RELATIVES
IN YOUR WORKING FILES.
NO, I'VE BEEN THROUGH
BOTH BOXES.
I'M TRYING TO GET A FEEL
FOR THE PREVIOUS VICTIMS HERE.
I GOT NOTHING.
YEAH, YEAH, WHATEVER.
[Sam]
CALL ME TOMORROW, ALL RIGHT?
OK.
[Grazinsky]
WHAT WAS THAT REGARDING?
NOTHING REALLY.
HAVE I MADE MYSELF CLEAR,
AGENT VALSONE?
EMINENTLY, SIR.
I THINK WE'VE GIVEN YOU
ENOUGH TIME WITH NO RESULTS.
THESE ARE PROTECTED PEOPLE
THAT HE'S MURDERING.
HE MUST BE STOPPED.
DETAILS, DETAILS, DETAILS.
INVESTIGATIONS DO NOT RUN
LIKE TRAINS ON A SCHEDULE,
MR. GRAZINSKY.
GIVE ME THE LIST,
YOU'LL GET RESULTS.
COME ON. YOU KNOW
THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE.
IT'S STILL IN NEGOTIATIONS.
BESIDES, WE'VE JUST
GOTTEN INTO BED TOGETHER.
WELL, YOU CAN'T EXPECT MUCH
FROM A ONE-NIGHT STAND,
CAN YOU?
NEED MORE MANPOWER? MONEY?
WHATEVER YOU NEED,
WE'LL MAKE AVAILABLE TO YOU.
MAYBE I'LL TALK
TO THE DETECTIVE.
FILL HIM IN MYSELF.
THAT WOULD BE A BIG MISTAKE.
I SUGGEST YOU, UH,
SAVE YOUR EMPTY THREATS...
SIR.
MY THREATS ARE NOT SO EMPTY.
YOU GOT 24 HOURS. NO MORE.
I UNDERSTAND.
[door banging shut]
ANYBODY HERE?
HELLO, NIGHT SHIFT.
IT FIGURES, VALSONE,
YOU'RE GONNA EXPEDITE
EVERYTHING, HUH?
CAN I HELP YOU
WITH SOMETHING?
UH, YEAH. LET ME ASK YOU.
CAN I GET INTO N.C.I.C.
FROM THIS TERMINAL?
MAY I ASK WHY?
AND IS YOUR ALIAS
AGENT KYLE VALSONE,
DETECTIVE?
FORGET THE FED,
I'M THE INVESTIGATING OFFICER,
SAM DIETZ.
MAYBE YOU'VE HEARD OF ME?
SUNSET KILLER CASE?
YEAH, WELL.
LOOK, I NEED A COMPLETE
N.C.I.C. WORKUP
ON ALL THE VICTIMS LOCALLY,
THAT'S ALL.
BUT I NEED IT TONIGHT.
THIS REQUEST
WON'T EVEN GO THROUGH
OUR SYSTEM.
I HAVE TO SEND IT OVER
TO THE FEDERAL BUILDING
ON WILSHIRE.
THEN I HAVE TO CONTACT
THE REAL INVESTIGATING
OFFICER--
DETECTIVES DON'T WORK
ON SCHEDULES.
WE GET A BRAINSTORM,
WE'VE GOTTA CHECK IT OUT
RIGHT AWAY.
NOW, IF YOU DON'T WANNA
HELP ME, IGNORE ME.
I WON'T TELL ANYBODY
YOU LET ME PLAY
WITH YOUR COMPUTER.
[keyboard clicking]
[computer buzzing]
[Henry]
HEY.
HEY, MR. MOTOR SKILLS.
TAKE IT EASY, MAN.
I'LL DO IT.
WHY, THANK YOU, HENRY.
[sighing]
GIVE ME ABOUT 15 MINUTES.
[typing]
PLEASE DON'T STAND
OVER MY SHOULDER.
GO EAT A DOUGHNUT
OR SOMETHING.
OK, BRO.
"BRO"?
HEY, EINSTEIN,
YOU SAID 15 MINUTES
AN HOUR AGO.
THERE'S SOMETHIN' WRONG
WITH THE REQUESTS.
LIKE WHAT?
D.O.D., THE DATE OF DEATH,
20 YEARS AGO?
HOW COULD THEY BE DEAD?
THEY WERE JUST MURDERED.
WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON?
THERE'S GOTTA BE
A GLITCH IN THE SYSTEM.
MAYBE THE REQUESTS ARE BEING
IMPROPERLY CROSSMATCHED.
HOW LONG IS THIS GONNA TAKE?
I DON'T KNOW, DIETZ.
SO YOU'RE TELLING ME
I WON'T GET
MY REPORT TONIGHT, RIGHT?
NOT LIKELY.
[people chattering]
CAN I HAVE 25 CENTS?
YEAH, OK.
THANK YOU.
[man]
HERE'S 5 CENTS.
[thumping]
[birds chirping]
GOOD MORNING.
UH, SORRY.
EAT UP, HONEY.
-HOW'RE YOU DOIN', PAL?
-GOOD.
ALMOST READY?
YEAH.
HEY, EAT UP.
CAN I GET A CUP OF COFFEE?
I TRIED TO CALL YOU
LAST NIGHT, SAM.
WHERE WERE YOU?
-OH, I TOOK A WALK.
-UH-HUH.
ALL THE WAY DOWN
TO THE PRECINCT, I BET, HMM?
IN SPITE OF WHAT YOU FEEL,
I DO HAVE A DUTY TO PERFORM.
DOES YOUR DUTY EXTEND
24 HOURS A DAY, SAM?
SOMETIMES IT DOES, CAROL.
IT'S NOT A JOB,
IT'S AN OBLIGATION.
OBLIGATION?
YOU HAVE AN OBLIGATION TO US.
I'LL SEE YOU LATER.
FORGET THE COFFEE.
I'LL BE IN THE CAR, CORY.
SAM.
SAM, I'M SORRY.
ME, TOO.
I'M CRAZED.
THEY STUCK ME WITH THIS
F.B.I. AGENT AND HE'S
A ROYAL PAIN IN THE ASS.
BUT YOU PROBABLY DON'T WANNA
HEAR ABOUT THAT, RIGHT?
IT'S JUST THAT I MISS
TALKING WITH YOU.
I KNOW.
WHAT'S THIS?
SANTA ROSA IS LOOKING
FOR A NEW SHERIFF.
THEY WANT TO GO OUTSIDE
THE COMMUNITY.
I WAS GOING TO GIVE IT
TO YOU LAST NIGHT.
IT'S A COMPROMISE, SAM.
YOU CAN STILL BE A COP
AND CORY CAN GROW UP
IN A SAFE ENVIRONMENT.
PLEASE, FOR ME?
[whispering]
FOR US.
WILL YOU THINK ABOUT IT?
I'LL THINK ABOUT IT.
HAVE A GOOD DAY, HONEY.
-BYE, MOM.
-BYE.
BUCKLE UP.
[car engine starting]
[police radio chattering]
[knocking at door]
[Sam]
HEY, RALPH, WHAT YOU GOT?
I'VE GOT 2 MURDERS,
A SUICIDE,
AND A HEADACHE.
I FOUND THAT
AT THE CRIME SCENE.
WHAT, HE BURNED
HIS PRINTS OFF?
NO, DOESN'T LOOK LIKE
SCAR TISSUE IMPRESSIONS.
LOOKS LIKE HE COVERED 'EM
WITH SOMETHING.
YEAH, LIKE WHAT?
[Valsone]
SUPERGLUE.
F.B.I. LAB FOUND
SOME TRACES OF
CYANOACRYLATE ESTER
ON SOME OF
THE PREVIOUS PRINTS.
WE HAD TO LEARN THAT
THE HARD WAY.
D.C. POLICE UNFORTUNATELY
USE SUPERGLUE FUMING
ON THEIR CRIME SCENES.
OH, I GET IT.
-ONE SUPERGLUE
DISSOLVES ANOTHER.
-EXACTLY.
HE DOESN'T NEED GLOVES
'CAUSE HIS PRINTS
ARE UNRECOGNIZABLE ANYWAY.
AND IF FORENSICS
USES LASER SUPERGLUE--
EVEN THE PARTIAL PRINTS
DISSOLVE.
OH, HE'S GOOD.
HE'S VERY GOOD.
WHAT, ARE YOU GUYS FORMING
AN ADMIRATION SOCIETY?
WE'RE TALKIN' ABOUT
A COLD-BLOODED KILLER HERE.
[sighs]
GIVENCHY. FUCKIN' F.B.I.
I THOUGHT WE WERE
WORKING TOGETHER.
THAT'S A GOOD POINT.
WHY DIDN'T YOU MENTION
THE SUPERGLUE?
IT'S IN MY WORKING FILE
WHICH YOU WERE SUPPOSED
TO HAVE READ LAST NIGHT.
I DIDN'T GET THROUGH
ALL OF IT.
RIGHT, YOU WERE BUSY
CIRCUMVENTING PROCEDURES.
THIS IS
A FEDERAL INVESTIGATION,
DETECTIVE.
IF YOU WANT TO CONTINUE
WORKING ON THE CASE,
I SUGGEST THAT IF YOU NEED
ANY INFORMATION IN THE FUTURE,
THAT YOU RUN IT BY ME FIRST.
OTHERWISE YOU'RE OUT.
I'M OUT?
WHAT--WHAT
HAPPENED TO "SAM,
IT'S YOUR INVESTIGATION"?
THINGS CHANGE, PAISAN.
HERE ARE THE INTERVIEWS
WITH THE RELATIVES
YOU WERE LOOKING FOR.
THE OTHER FILES
ARE THE N.C.I.C. REQUESTS
YOU TRIED TO GET LAST NIGHT.
30 MINUTES, SQUAD ROOM.
WE WILL BE DISCUSSING
THE, UH, DIRECTION
OF THIS INVESTIGATION.
[people chattering]
MORNING, FRANCINE.
OH, YOUR HAIR LOOKS SO NICE.
I LOVE THAT PERFUME.
HE'S AT THE TRACK, DIETZ.
EVER HEAR OF
AN F.B.I. AGENT GIVING UP
HIS WORKING FILES?
OR EXPEDITING INFORMATION
REQUESTS?
I UNDERSTAND THIS GUY
VALSONE'S UNDER SOME PRESSURE
TO CLOSE THIS CASE.
HE'S ASKED FOR YOU TO HEAD
THE LOCAL INVESTIGATION.
WHAT, HE ASKED FOR ME?
YEAH, HE DID, SAM.
HE EVEN MENTIONED YOU
BY NAME.
W-W-WHAT DO WE KNOW
ABOUT HIM?
VALSONE IS FAIRLY
HIGHLY PLACED
IN THE FEDERAL COMMUNITY.
AND HE'S GOOD,
ACCORDING TO
HIS ARREST RECORD.
NOW WILL YOU
STOP SCRATCHIN'
WHERE THERE'S NO ITCH?
SIR.
NOW WHAT?
WAS THERE SOMETHIN' WRONG
WITH OUR COMPUTER SYSTEM
LAST NIGHT?
I DON'T KNOW TOO MUCH
ABOUT THAT STUFF,
BUT, UH, FRANCINE MENTIONED
SOMETHIN' ABOUT IT
THIS MORNING, YEAH.
NOW, LOOK,
I'M GONNA FINISH MY RUN.
YOU GET OUT THERE
AND CATCH US A MURDERER, HUH?
[Valsone]
THE AGE RANGE OF THE VICTIMS,
MEN AND WOMEN, IS 30 TO 35.
MOST OF THEM HAD
BLUE-COLLAR OCCUPATIONS,
ALL HETEROSEXUAL.
THEY KEPT TO THEMSELVES,
VERY FEW FRIENDS.
THERE IS NO DIRECT LINK
BETWEEN ANY OF THE VICTIMS.
THE KILLER SEEMS
TO BE STRIKING
COMPLETELY AT RANDOM.
THERE ISN'T A SERIAL KILLER
YET THAT STRIKES RANDOMLY.
THANK YOU, DETECTIVE DIETZ.
IF YOU CAN ASCERTAIN
THIS LINK HERE, I'D CERTAINLY
LIKE TO HEAR ABOUT IT.
OH.
THERE ARE PACKETS SUMMARIZING
ALL THIS AND INFORMATION
ABOUT THE KILLER'S METHODS.
YOU CAN PICK 'EM UP
ON THE WAY OUT.
THANKS, GUYS.
UH, WHAT ABOUT THE POLICE
PSYCHOLOGIST'S REPORT?
WE'VE HAD 3 PROFESSIONALS
ANALYZE THIS KILLER,
AND, UH, I DON'T THINK
WE'D GAIN ANY NEW INSIGHT
BY TALKING TO ANOTHER ONE.
IT DOESN'T MEAN
IT WON'T THIS TIME.
RIGHT, AGENT VALSONE?
YOU KNOW,
MAYBE YOU SHOULD TALK
TO THE PSYCHOLOGIST.
I'D LOVE TO.
THAT'S WHY I SUGGESTED IT.
YOU DO THAT.
MEANWHILE, I'LL BE BACK HERE
THIS AFTERNOON.
THAT WORKS GOOD.
'CAUSE I'LL PROBABLY BE HERE
LATER THIS AFTERNOON.
YOU'RE REALLY
PUSHIN' IT, DIETZ.
WHY IS THAT WE'VE GOTTA HAVE
A PISSING CONTEST
OVER A PSYCHOLOGIST?
I WANT DR. PARK'S SLANT
ON THIS, ALL RIGHT?
HE HELPED ME A LOT
WITH THE SUNSET KILLER CASE.
WHAT YOU REALLY MEAN IS,
HE PRACTICALLY HAD
YOUR WHOLE FAMILY MURDERED.
-FUCK YOU.
-NO, FUCK YOU.
YOU KEEP CHALLENGIN' ME
ON THIS AND I PROMISE
I'LL HAVE YOUR ASS
IN THE FILE ROOM,
GOIN' OVER RECORDS
FROM WORLD WAR II TO NOW.
OK?
[door closing]
HEY, I GUESS YOU FIXED
YOUR COMPUTER, HUH?
-DID YOU HEAR ME?
-YEAH, I HEARD YOU.
SOLVED?
WELL, IT SEEMS
I'VE BEEN TRANSFERRED
AND LOST MY PROMOTION.
IS THIS BECAUSE OF
WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?
NOW I KNOW
WHY YOU BECAME
A DETECTIVE.
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
AND JUST FOR YOUR INFORMATION,
I DIDN'T FIX THE PROBLEM,
BECAUSE THERE WAS
NO PROBLEM TO FIX.
NOT WITH MY HARDWARE,
THERE WASN'T.
WHAT? HEY.
DIETZ, IF YOU DON'T
GET AWAY FROM ME,
2 THINGS ARE GONNA HAPPEN:
YOUR FUNERAL AND MY TRIAL.
ARE YOU TELLIN' ME
THERE WAS NOTHING WRONG
WITH THE COMPUTER?
THERE WAS A SLIGHT PROBLEM,
BUT IT WAS SO MINOR.
WOULD IT HAVE CAUSED
AN INCORRECT MATCH
ON THE VICTIMS' PROFILES?
NOT IN MY OPINION.
[car engine starting]
THANKS.
HEY, I'M SORRY ABOUT YOU
GETTING JERKED AROUND.
[Park]
HEY, SAM. SAM, UP HERE.
HUH?
WHERE ARE YOU?
-UP HERE.
-HEY.
COME ON UP.
UH,
NO, I THINK I'LL WAIT INSIDE.
COME ON,
THERE'S A LADDER
AROUND BACK.
YEAH, OK, RIGHT.
ALL RIGHT.
THIS ISN'T
THE MOST COMFORTABLE
PLACE TO TALK, YOU KNOW.
THAT'S YOUR FAULT.
YOU ALWAYS
WANT IT YESTERDAY.
YOU KNEW TODAY
WAS MY DAY OFF
WHEN YOU CALLED.
WHY DON'T YOU
GET CABLE?
AH, TELEVISION
SHOULD BE FREE.
THE WAY MILTON BERLE
INTENDED IT.
ALL RIGHT, SO TELL ME
SOMETHING GOOD.
WELL, TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH,
THESE SYMBOLS HAVE ME GOT ME
A LITTLE CONFUSED.
THEY'RE BOTH PSEUDOMYSTICAL
AND...
DOC.
THAT'S BEEN COVERED.
BLUE SKY ME.
I NEED AN ANGLE.
ALL RIGHT.
HERE, HOLD THESE.
I'D SAY
THE GUY IS EITHER
A MILITARY MAN
OR IN LAW ENFORCEMENT.
LAW ENFORCEMENT?
WHAT, A COP?
UH, MAYBE WE'D BETTER GO IN.
GOOD IDEA.
[grunting]
[Park]
JUST THINK ABOUT IT, NOW.
HE KNOWS SUPERGLUE FUMING
AND PRINTS
AND PROCEDURE.
HE'S METHODICAL TO A FAULT.
NO LINKS.
NOT 1 MISTAKE IN 23 KILLINGS.
AND NO ONE IS EVEN
CLOSE TO HIM.
WHAT ABOUT THE VICTIMS?
ANYTHING LINKING THEM
TOGETHER?
WELL, THEY'RE ALL DEAD.
[chuckles]
UH, SORRY, BAD JOKE.
[clearing throat]
WELL, STRANGULATION
IS THE CLASSIC REPRESENTATION
OF AN ATTEMPT TO SHUT SOMEONE
OR SOMETHING UP
FOR WHATEVER REASON
THAT PARTICULAR SOMEONE
OR SOMETHING
MEANS TO THE KILLER.
SLASHING AND MUTILATION
COULD BE ANYTHING.
MAYBE HE THINKS HE'S RELEASING
HIS VICTIMS' SPIRITS.
IT'S HARD TO SAY.
THAT'S ALL?
FOR NOW.
IF I COME UP
WITH ANYTHING ELSE,
I'LL CALL YOU.
ALL RIGHT, THANKS.
I APPRECIATE THE TIME.
SAM, HOW'RE THINGS AT HOME?
FINE. NEVER BETTER.
WE'RE SEPARATED.
LOOK,
I KNOW YOU DON'T
WANT TO HEAR THIS,
DETECTIVE DIETZ.
BUT YOU AND YOUR FAMILY
WERE CRIME VICTIMS.
AND IT'S TIME YOU
CAME TO GRIPS WITH THAT.
SAM, COME TALK TO ME
BEFORE IT EATS YOU UP INSIDE.
YOU'RE STARTING TO
SOUND LIKE CAROL.
I'LL HANDLE IT. FOR ME,
IT'S BUSINESS AS USUAL.
ONE DIFFERENCE:
SEVERAL MONTHS AGO,
YOUR BUSINESS BLED ALL OVER
YOUR FAMILY LIFE, RIGHT?
I KNOW, DOC.
I SAID I'LL HANDLE IT,
I'LL HANDLE IT.
"JAMAICA. FEELIN' DEAD?
FEEL ALIVE!" YEAH.
MAYBE WE SHOULD
TAKE A VACATION, HUH?
WHAT DO YOU SAY, CAROL?
THEY'RE ALREADY DEAD.
THAT'S IT.
THEY'RE ALREADY DEAD.
YEAH, CAROL-ANN
FRANCO, PLEASE.
OH, WHEN WILL SHE BE BACK?
A COUPLE OF MONTHS?
OK. NO, FINE.
NO MESSAGE. BYE.
IS THIS, UH, 615-555-2737?
IT IS.
AND YOU'RE SURE THERE'S
NO STEPHEN LOUIS THERE?
YEAH, I--I BELIEVE YOU, LADY.
IS BILL THERE?
UH, DO YOU KNOW
WHEN HE'LL BE BACK?
BEGINNING OF NEXT MONTH,
RIGHT.
HE'S OUT OF TOWN, HUH?
OK, BYE.
IT IS?
UM, SHE'S NOT THERE.
OH, HE'S IN EUROPE?
GOOD FOR HIM.
NO, NO, THERE'S, UH...
THERE'S NO MESSAGE.
NO MESSAGE.
NO, NO MESSAGE.
RIGHT.
THIS NUMBER'S
BEEN DISCONNECTED
AND THERE'S NO NEW NUMBER.
I GOT YOU, VALSONE.
I GOT YOU.
RIGHT FROM THE GET-GO,
I KNEW SOMETHING STUNK.
NO REPORTS ON
THE VICTIMS' RELATIVES
IN HIS WORKING FILES,
AND ALL OF A SUDDEN,
VALSONE GIVES THEM TO ME.
BUT WHEN I CALLED THE NUMBERS,
NOBODY'S HOME. NO ONE.
NOW VALSONE CLAIMS
THERE'S NOTHING LINKIN'
THE VICTIMS TOGETHER, HUH?
BUT THERE'S ALWAYS SOMETHIN'.
YOU KNOW WHAT LINKS
THE 2 L.A. VICTIMS TOGETHER?
THEY'RE BOTH DEAD.
WHAT?
WITNESS PROTECTION, SIR.
THE VICTIMS WERE
IN THE FEDERAL WITNESS
PROTECTION PROGRAM,
AND I'LL BET MY ASS
THE KILLER'S ANOTHER
F.B.I. AGENT.
SOMEBODY WHO HAD ACCESS
TO A LIST.
ARE YOU INSANE?
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME
YOU HAD A PHYSICAL?
SIR, IT'S NOT THAT.
LOOK, I KNOW
YOU'VE BEEN HAVING
TROUBLES AT HOME.
SIR, EVERYTHING FITS.
WHO USES DEAD PEOPLES'
IDENTITIES TO MAKE
NEW IDENTITIES, HUH?
WHAT? THE WITNESS RELOCATION.
THAT'S IT.
DIETZ, YOU GOTTA GET
FOCUSSED ON THIS THING.
[Sam]
I KNOW IT'S HARD TO BELIEVE.
IT WASN'T MY FIRST THOUGHT
WHEN THE VICTIMS' NAMES
COME UP ON THE COMPUTER,
THEY'RE ALREADY DEAD.
[Rivers]
IT'S A COMPUTER GLITCH.
NOT ACCORDING TO THE GUY
WHO RAN THE PROFILES.
I DON'T KNOW, SAM.
I GUESS I COULD
MAKE A CALL TO IBSEN
OVER AT THE FEDERAL BUILDING.
NO, NO. YOU CAN'T DO THAT.
THE F.B.I.'S NOT GONNA ADMIT
SOMEONE'S KILLING PEOPLE
THEY'VE SWORN TO PROTECT.
VALSONE'S PROOF OF THAT.
YOU'RE SAYING THIS GUY'S
DELIBERATELY QUEERING
THE INVESTIGATION?
HE SET OFF MY JERK ALARM
THE FIRST TIME I MET HIM.
WHO THE HELL KNOWS
WHAT HIS AGENDA IS?
SAM,
EVEN IF YOU'RE RIGHT,
I'VE GOTTA HAVE PROOF BEFORE
I CAN GO ACCUSING THE FEDS
OF THIS KIND OF COVERUP.
CAREERS COULD BE LOST
IF YOU'RE WRONG.
SIR, I PROMISE YOU
I WILL GIVE YOU PROOF.
I WANT YOU TO UNDERSTAND
VALSONE'S LEADING US
NOWHERE.
[sighing]
LOOK.
DON'T DO ANYTHING
FOR A WHILE.
-RIGHT.
-LET ME MAKE
A FEW PHONE CALLS.
OK.
JUST GIVE ME
TILL TOMORROW MORNING.
I WILL. BUT DON'T CONFRONT
VALSONE ABOUT IT, PLEASE.
AND BE, YOU KNOW, COOL
WHEN YOU MAKE YOUR ENQUIRIES.
SAM, I'LL BE CIRCUMSPECT.
YOU'RE THE ONE
WHO NEEDS TO BE COOL.
RIGHT, SIR. I WILL.
I'M GONNA COME UP WITH
SOME PAPERWORK THAT'S GONNA
KICK HIM RIGHT IN THE ASS.
THANK YOU.
[door opening]
[Valsone]
PRODUCTIVE MEETING
WITH DR. PARK?
OH, VERY.
YOU CAN'T IMAGINE.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW?
I'M GONNA KNOCK OFF.
IF IT'S ALL RIGHT WITH YOU.
GO HOME AND
BE WITH MY SON.
YOU WANT TO COME OVER
FOR SOME PIZZA?
I'LL PASS.
WELL, I'LL SEE YOU
TOMORROW MORNING,
BRIGHT AND EARLY.
[coughing]
[chuckling]
[police siren wailing]
[thumping]
[pulley wheel creaking]
[woman gasping]
[woman screaming]
WHO?
WHO'S DRIVING?
-I WASN'T DRIVING.
-TURN AROUND.
THE WORLD'S ROTTEN, CAESAR.
...LIKE THIS,
POINT YOUR FINGERS.
[woman]
WHEN DID THEY TELL YOU
IT'D BE AVAILABLE?
[man]
UH, FIRST OF THE MONTH.
[clerk]
MUST YOU BRING
THAT DOG IN HERE?
I'VE BEEN MUGGED TWICE.
IT'S NOT GONNA HAPPEN AGAIN.
[phone ringing]
MR. GRAZINSKY?
[knocking at door]
MR. GRAZINSKY,
CAN I CLEAN THE ROOM?
[screaming]
[dog growling]
[yelling]
[barking]
[snarling]
[crashing]
CALL FOR BACKUP.
MEET ME UPSTAIRS.
[car horn honking]
UNIT 12 TO DISPATCH.
[car alarm ringing]
NEED BACKUP AT THE HOTEL
ON THE CORNER OF 4TH AND PARK.
PARK PLAZA HOTEL.
AND SEND
AN ANIMAL CONTROL UNIT.
MA'AM, PLEASE GO BACK DOWN
TO THE LOBBY.
MA'AM!
[man groaning]
JIMMY.
[grunts]
[police siren wailing]
[helicopter approaching]
WHERE'D HE GO?
[sirens continue wailing]
[tires screeching]
[police radio chattering]
STOP AND DROP, PAL!
[grunts]
SHIT!
[helicopter whirring]
[machines whirring]
HALT!
[gun firing]
[whirring continues]
[yelling]
[policeman]
HELP ME!
PLEASE! PLEASE, HELP ME!
[groaning]
[grunts]
...DECEASED'S
NEXT OF KIN.
[knocking at door]
COME.
GOOD MORNING.
PERRY,
DETECTIVE SAM DIETZ.
IBSEN.
OH, LIKE
THE PLAYWRIGHT.
SIT DOWN, SAM.
GENTLEMEN, WHAT WE WANT
TO DO HERE
IS IRON THIS OUT AMONG US
BEFORE ANYBODY ELSE HAS TO
BE BROUGHT IN.
SO IT PANNED OUT,
I WAS RIGHT?
SAM, IT DIDN'T PAN OUT.
PERRY BROUGHT US
A COMPLETE LIST OF EVERYBODY
IN THE L.A. BASIN
THAT'S IN THE WITNESS
PROTECTION PROGRAM.
NONE OF THE NAMES MATCH.
NOT EVEN CLOSE.
SO WHAT DOES THAT PROVE?
NAMES ARE JUST NAMES.
I WANNA SEE
A FINGERPRINT MATCH.
IT'S NOT NECESSARY.
ALL OUR WITNESS PROTECTION
PEOPLE ARE STILL IN PLACE.
THEY'RE ALL ALIVE,
THEY'RE ALL HEALTHY.
BESIDES THAT, DETECTIVE,
YOUR BASIC ASSUMPTION
IS WHOLLY INCORRECT.
WE HAVEN'T USED
DECEASED PEOPLE'S IDENTITIES
IN THE WITNESS PROTECTION
PROGRAM FOR YEARS.
TOO MANY LOOSE ENDS.
WELL,
THAT CAN'T BE RIGHT.
BECAUSE 2 OF THEM ARE DEAD.
THEY WERE MURDERED.
WELL, I'M SORRY,
BUT IT IS RIGHT.
AS FAR AS AGENT VALSONE
MISDIRECTING
THE INVESTIGATION,
I'VE REVIEWED
ALL HIS PROCEDURES
AND THEY'RE ALL STRICTLY
ACCORDING TO THE BOOK.
SAM, LOOKS LIKE YOU
SERIOUSLY JUMPED THE GUN
ON THIS ONE.
[Ibsen]
WELL, IF THAT'S EVERYTHING,
GENTLEMEN...
SEE YOU
AT THE MAYOR'S PARTY, JOHN.
RIGHT, PERRY, AND THANKS.
KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK.
IF YOU NEED ANYTHING,
JUST LET US KNOW.
THANK YOU, SIR.
AH, WAIT--
WAIT A MINUTE.
I WANT TO
SEE THAT LIST.
IT'S FAR TOO SENSITIVE,
I'M AFRAID
I CAN'T LET YOU DO THAT.
SAM, YOU DON'T NEED TO SEE
THE LIST. I'VE SEEN THE LIST.
AND YOU CAN TAKE
MY WORD FOR IT--
NO. I'M NOT TAKING
ANYBODY'S WORD FOR ANYTHING
ANYMORE, ALL RIGHT?
THEY'RE LYING,
YOU CAN'T SEE IT?
I TOLD YOU
THEY WOULDN'T COP TO IT,
AND YOU'RE PLAYING THEIR
GODDAMN GAME JUST LIKE
SOME LITTLE POLITICAL BOY.
DIETZ, YOU'RE OUTTA LINE.
IF YOU DON'T MOVE OUT
OF MY WAY, DETECTIVE,
I'M STILL VERY CAPABLE
OF MOVIN' YOU.
COME ON, PERRY,
I'LL WALK YOU TO THE CAR.
BETTER HAVE A TALK
WITH YOUR MAN HERE, JOHN.
DISCUSS WHAT THESE
UNFOUNDED ACCUSATIONS
COULD MEAN TO HIS CAREER.
[door closing]
YOU IDIOT.
YOU'RE GONNA SIT HERE
AND TELL
THE REGIONAL DIRECTOR
OF THE GODDAMN F.B.I.
THAT HE'S LYIN' ABOUT THIS?
DO YOU WANT ME
TO SUSPEND YOU?
SAM, WHAT THE HELL
IS WRONG WITH YOU LATELY?
SAM.
DIETZ!
YOU WERE GREAT IN THERE.
NICE WORK, DETECTIVE.
[men chattering]
YOU THINK THIS IS REALLY
GONNA STOP ME, HUH, VALSONE?
[sighing]
DON'T MAKE IT WORSE
ON YOURSELF.
YOU'RE DIRTY.
I KNOW IT AND YOU KNOW IT.
YOU'RE OUT OF CONTROL.
I'M NOT DONE
WITH YOU YET.
[groans]
OK, THAT'S ENOUGH.
I'VE TRIED TO WORK WITH YOU,
I'VE GIVEN YOU
EVERYTHING THAT I HAVE.
I'VE EVEN HAD TO PUT UP
WITH YOUR CHILDISH BEHAVIOR
AND YOUR STUPID
FUCKING ACCUSATIONS.
[whispering]
YOU BACK OFF
BEFORE YOU BURY YOURSELF.
[phone ringing]
[people chattering]
[grunts]
JESUS, DIETZ, WHAT
ARE YOU DOING?
THAT'S ALL RIGHT.
I'M DONE.
DIETZ! YOU'RE SUSPENDED
PENDING
A DISCIPLINARY HEARING.
AH, YOU DON'T HAVE TO BOTHER
WITH THAT STUFF, CAPTAIN,
'CAUSE I DON'T THINK
I WANT TO BE A COP
HERE NO MORE.
ALL RIGHT, IT'S OVER.
GET BACK TO WORK.
LET'S GO.
[water running]
YO, TAG, SEE DIETZ?
WHY, WHAT IS IT?
POSSIBLE VICTIM
IN A HOTEL DOWNTOWN.
WAIT A MINUTE,
I'M GOING WITH YOU.
[camera clicking]
AGENT VALSONE,
I WAS THINKING THAT, UH...
WHAT WAS THAT?
WOULD YOU LIKE ONE?
NO, NO THANKS.
THIS MURDER'S
NOT CONNECTED TO OUR CASE.
WHOA--WHOA--
THE M.O'S NOT THE SAME.
WAIT, HOW CAN YOU
SAY THAT?
NO SYMBOLS
ON THE WALLS.
LET'S GO, DETECTIVE,
WE'VE GOT A LOT TO DO TODAY.
WRAP IT UP.
♪♪♪[music playing]
[people chattering]
PRETTY WILD STUFF
IN THOSE PERSONALS, HUH?
BURN THE BURGER
A LITTLE LONGER.
YEAH, YEAH.
MORE COFFEE?
SEE YOU LATER,
TOBY HONEY.
STAY SWEET.
CAN I GET YOU ANYTHING ELSE?
SOME APPLE PIE?
A MUFFIN?
♪♪♪[rock music playing]
[music stops]
CAN YOU HEAR ME?
I GOTTA GET OVER TO
THE NEXT SET OF HOUSES.
IF WE DON'T CATCH UP,
I'M GONNA LOSE THIS CONTRACT.
WHY DON'T YOU GO THERE
AND FINISH THE MAIN WALL?
THE INSPECTOR'S COMIN'.
OK, TED.
[plane engine roaring]
[yelling]
[choking]
[grunts]
GREGOR?
[grunting]
I PLAYED RIGHT INTO YOUR
FUCKIN' HANDS, VALSONE.
SOME DETECTIVE I TURNED OUT
TO BE, HUH, PARTNER?
[police siren wailing]
OH, BUT I'M SUPPOSE TO CALL
BEFORE I COME OVER, RIGHT?
WHAT IF I HAD
SOMEBODY HERE?
I TRIED TO REACH YOU ALL DAY,
SAM. I JUST NEED MY BANK BOOK
AND THE DEED TO THE HOUSE.
ON THE TABLE.
DIDN'T KNOW
YOU WERE GONNA BE HERE.
OBVIOUSLY.
SORRY.
[Sam]
HEY, THAT'S EVIDENCE.
NO, THIS IS MY BANK BOOK.
THAT'S EVIDENCE.
THIS IS NOT MY BANK BOOK.
WHAT DID THIS PERSON
DO FOR A LIVING, SAM?
SHE'S IN REAL ESTATE.
PATRICK FARGANO IS
A FEMALE REAL ESTATE AGENT?
NO, HE WAS A GARAGE MECHANIC.
OK.
BYE. UM, REMEMBER, 3:00?
SAM?
WHAT'S THE MATTER?
NOTHING.
I COLD-COCKED AN F.B.I. AGENT.
I THINK I'VE BEEN FIRED.
SAM.
WHAT ARE YOU
GONNA DO?
[sighs]
TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH, CAROL,
I REALLY DON'T KNOW.
OH, HONEY, I'M SORRY.
MMM.
[knocking at door]
SAM.
[Paul]
YOU IN THERE?
SAM, SAM.
HE'LL GO AWAY. HE'LL GO AWAY.
[Paul]
SAM, IT'S ME.
I GOTTA GET GOING.
THIS COULD BE NICE.
I KNOW.
HI, PAUL.
OH, HI, CAROL.
IT'S A GOOD THING YOU DON'T
SCHEDULE AIRLINE FLIGHTS,
'CAUSE YOUR TIMIN' SUCKS.
MAN, I'M SORRY.
[sighing]
LOOK, I GOTTA PICK
EVERYTHING UP.
VALSONE WANTS
THE WORKING FILES
AND THE PHYSICAL EVIDENCE
BACK AT THE PRECINCT.
AND HE DIDN'T THINK
IT WAS SUCH A GOOD IDEA
FOR HIM TO COME HERE.
OH, HE WAS RIGHT.
YEAH, I SEE.
BE MY GUEST.
[sighs]
HEY,
DID YOU CHECK
THIS GUY'S FINANCES?
YEAH, SURE.
WHAT ABOUT THESE DEPOSITS?
$1,500 EVERY MONTH.
I THOUGHT FOR A WHILE
IT MIGHT BE DRUG MONEY
OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
BUT IT DIDN'T PAN OUT.
THE GUY PULLS DOWN WHAT?
WHAT,
$425 A WEEK AFTER TAXES?
YEAH, SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
MAYBE LESS.
WELL, WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU
TELL ME ABOUT THIS?
JESUS, SAM. I CHECKED IT,
ALL RIGHT?
I MEAN, THE GUY
WAS ONLY KILLED
THE DAY BEFORE YESTERDAY.
I HAVEN'T HAD TIME
TO FOLLOW IT UP.
VALSONE'S BEEN--BEEN RUNNING
ME AROUND LIKE
HIS PERSONAL ERRAND BOY.
YEAH, I KNOW WHAT THAT'S LIKE,
MAN. I'M SORRY.
HE'S LEAVIN', YOU KNOW.
WHO?
VALSONE.
HE'S TURNIN' THE CASE
OVER TO LOCAL FEDS.
DID HE SAY WHY?
YEAH, HE SAYS ACCORDING TO
THE KILLER'S M.O.,
HE WON'T BE WORKIN'
THIS AREA MUCH LONGER.
WANTS TO GET DOWN
TO SAN DIEGO, GET THINGS
SET UP THERE.
REALLY? THAT'S INTERESTING.
THE POINT IS, SAM:
WITH JERK-OFF GONE,
YOU GET YOUR JOB BACK.
KISS RIVERS' ASS A LITTLE BIT
AND EVERYTHING
WILL BE FINE AGAIN.
WE'LL SEE.
WHAT ABOUT THAT?
OH, YOU'VE GOT EVERYTHING.
OH, NO, SAM.
HEY, COME ON, LET ME
TAKE ONE OF THOSE.
I THINK YOU'VE TAKEN ENOUGH
ALREADY, SAM.
GET THAT OUT OF SIGHT.
WHY DON'T YOU JUST APOLOGIZE
AND TAKE YOUR LUMPS?
HUH? I MEAN, YOU'RE TOO GOOD
A COP TO LET IT END THIS WAY.
'CAUSE IT'S NOT OVER YET,
PAULIE. IT'S NOT OVER YET.
[woman on intercom]
27 CHARLES. 27 CHARLES.
COME IN.
TAGLIA.
[woman on radio]
WE GOT A 187
AT A CONSTRUCTION SITE,
703 SEASIDE. AGENT VALSONE'LL
MEET YOU THERE
ROGER.
I GUESS OUR KILLER DIDN'T HEAR
THAT HE'S SUPPOSED TO
HEAD TO SAN DIEGO.
[car door shuts]
UM, CALL ME ABOUT THAT LATER.
WILL YOU, PAUL?
YEAH, IF I CAN.
LOOK, THINK ABOUT WHAT I SAID.
ALL RIGHT, SAM?
I WILL.
[sighs]
[sighs]
IT'S NOT THE DEPOSITS, DUMMY.
IT'S THE BANKS.
BOTH HAVE THE SAME BANKS.
[dialing]
[phone rings]
[Francine]
CAPT. RIVERS' OFFICE.
FRANCINE. DIETZ.
HI, SAM. I'M SORRY TO HEAR
ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED.
I NEED A FAVOR.
I NEED THE NAME OF THE VICTIM
OF THE LATEST 187 THAT TAGLIA
JUST RESPONDED TO.
IT'S PROBABLY NOT IN YET.
AND EVEN IF IT WAS, I CAN'T.
FRANCINE, PLEASE. THIS IS
VERY IMPORTANT.
I'LL CALL YOU BACK.
I'M AT MY APARTMENT. THANKS.
I CAN ALMOST SMELL
THAT PERFUME FROM HERE.
GIVE IT A REST, DIETZ.
[police siren wailing]
[people chattering]
HE'S UP THERE, SIR.
SLOW DOWN, ROOKIE.
HE'S ALREADY DEAD.
YES, SIR.
CHECK HIS APARTMENT, IT'S
IN HOLLYWOOD. I'LL MEET YOU
THERE IN FEW MINUTES.
I'LL SEE YOU THERE.
[police radio chattering]
[inaudible]
[thumping continues]
[ringing]
FRANCINE?
NO, IT'S ME.
I JUST, UH, PICKED CORY
UP FROM SCHOOL,
AND WE'RE ON OUR WAY
TO THE COUNSELOR.
ARE YOU COMING?
I CAN'T.
WHY NOT, SAM?
[beeps]
-I THOUGHT WE HAD A--
-LOOK, CAROL.
L-L-LET ME GET THIS CALL
AND WE'LL TALK ABOUT THIS
LATER, HUH?
DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO.
SO WILL I.
[clicking]
[dial tone buzzing]
[Francine]
HELLO, DIETZ?
DIETZ?
YEAH, I'M HERE, FRANCINE.
WHAT DO YOU GOT?
[thudding]
OH, FUCK, DIETZ.
WHAT ARE YOU DOIN' HERE?
I THINK I FOUND A CONNECTION.
I JUST NEED TO LOCK IT UP.
WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU TALKIN' ABOUT?
VALSONE IS RIGHT BEHIND ME.
HOW SOON?
2, 3 MINUTES. WHO KNOWS?
GET THE HELL
OUT OF HERE, WILL YOU?
LOOK FOR A BANK BOOK
OR A BANK STATEMENT.
THE 2 L.A. VICTIMS HAD
THE SAME BANK, SAME BRANCH.
WHAT'S THE ODDS, HUH?
I DON'T KNOW, BUT SO WHAT?
COME ON, LOOK, PAULIE.
THESE ARE WITNESS PROTECTION
PEOPLE LIKE I SAID.
MAY BE THE FEDS ARE PAYING 'EM
OUT OF THE SAME BANK.
I CAN CHECK AND VERIFY THAT.
JESUS, SAM.
HEY, DURING WORLD WAR II,
THE NAZIS PAID THEIR SPIES
OUT OF THE SAME BANK.
I READ IT SOMEWHERE.
YOU READ IT SOMEWHERE?
OH, JESUS, YOU REALLY ARE
OVER THE EDGE.
YES! 3 VICTIMS, SAME BANK,
SAME BRANCH.
OVER THE EDGE, HUH?
[Sam]
THERE'S VALSONE.
OH, SHIT.
I'LL BE WATCHING HIM.
IF HE'S DIRTY,
I'M GONNA PROVE IT, ALL RIGHT?
ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.
GO, GO, GO.
HEY, REMEMBER WHAT I SAID.
GET OUT OF HERE.
ANYTHING GOOD?
NO, NOTHIN' YET.
[sighing]
UH, COULD YOU OPEN THE DOOR?
OFFICIAL BUSINESS.
I SHOWED YOU MINE, YOU SHOWED
ME YOURS. DON'T PUT A...
OPEN THE DOOR!
[beeping]
ARE YOU GOING TO MAIL
ANYTHING?
NO.
WELL THEN, WOULD YOU STAND
AWAY FROM THE BOX
WHILE I UNLOAD IT?
YEAH.
[clattering]
I WONDER IF HE PLAYS POKER.
[people chattering]
[woman]
THANK YOU.
[man whistles]
[tires screeching]
[car approaching]
[car trunk shuts]
[car horn honks]
[phone rings]
[woman]
L.A. TRIBUNE. PERSONAL ADS.
[beeping]
[phone rings]
[man]
FAIRFAX F.B.I. AGENT MORRIS
HERE. CAN I HELP YOU?
[beeping]
[phone ringing]
[man]
SOVIET EMBASSY.
WHO DID YOU SAY THIS WAS?
SOVIET EMBASSY. WHO DO YOU
WISH TO SPEAK TO?
NO--NO--NO. WRONG NUMBER.
[beeps]
[beeping]
[phone ringing]
[Paul]
TAGLIA.
PAULIE, DIETZ.
LISTEN, MAN, CAN YOU DO ME
A FAVOR?
[phone ringing]
VALSONE HERE.
[Sam]
YOU SOUND PRETTY CLEAR.
THIS IS A NICE PHONE.
I'M BUSY, DIETZ.
WHAT'S UP?
OH, YOU PACKIN', HUH?
WELL, YOU BETTER LOOK OUT
THE WINDOW BEFORE YOU GO.
[sighing]
WE GOTTA TALK, DIETZ.
HOW COME YOU GOT
THE SOVIET EMBASSY
IN WASHINGTON
PROGRAMMED INTO YOUR PHONE?
I GET INVITED TO A LOT
OF SOCIAL FUNCTIONS.
[laughing]
[phone dialing]
HEY, GUESS WHAT I GOT
IN MY HAND?
YOUR DISCONNECTED BRAIN.
ACTUALLY, IT'S YOUR BALLS.
CAN YOU FEEL ME
SQUEEZIN' 'EM?
GET THERAPY, DIETZ.
ALL 3 VICTIMS HAD
THE SAME BANK, SAME BRANCH.
SO?
SO THAT'S A CORRELATION
EVEN CAPT. RIVERS
CAN'T IGNORE.
AND THESE ENVELOPES
ARE GOING TO PROVE IT.
THEY'RE ADDRESSED TO
F.B.I. HEADQUARTERS,
THE L.A. TRIBUNE,[/\I]
AND THE POLICE COMMISSIONER,
AND MY MOTHER.
YOU KNOW, WE'RE A LOT ALIKE,
YOU AND I.
EVEN THOUGH
YOU DON'T SEE IT.
ALL RIGHT, YOU SHOOT ME,
THESE DROP.
"NATIONAL SECURITY AGENCY"?
THAT'S RIGHT.
I'M A BIG GOVERNMENT SPOOK.
AND YOU, MY FRIEND,
ARE GOING TO REBUILD
THE BERLIN WALL
ALL BY YOURSELF
IF YOU DROP THOSE IN.
YOU'RE A REAL WORK OF ART,
YOU KNOW THAT, VALSONE?
LET'S DISCUSS THIS IN MY ROOM.
I'M NOT MOVIN' TILL I HEAR
SOMETHING THAT MAKES
SOME SENSE.
YOU KNOW, YOU ARE SO CONVINCED
THAT I'M THE BAD GUY
IN ALL OF THIS,
THAT YOU WOULDN'T KNOW
THE TRUTH EVEN IF IT
SMACKED YOU ACROSS THE FACE.
TRY ME.
I'M NOT WIRED.
[beeping]
THERE'S 3 PHASES TO GLASNOST:
REDUCTION IN TACTICAL WEAPONS,
STANDING ARMY,
AND ALL COVERT OPERATIONS.
NOW, YOU COULD STOCKPILE
NUCLEAR WARHEADS.
WHERE DO SPIES GO
WHEN NOBODY NEEDS THEM
ANYMORE?
MISSILES, AND SOLDIERS,
AND SPIES. OH, MY.
HEY, YOU WANT TO LISTEN
TO THE TRUTH, OR DO YOU WANT
TO BE A WISE-ASS?
THIS IS MUCH MORE IMPORTANT
THAN SOME INSIGNIFICANT
MURDERS.
THIS IS NOT ABOUT
WITNESS PROTECTION,
YOU SIMPLETON.
THE KILLER IS SPETSNAZ,
SOVIET SPECIAL FORCES.
HIS JOB WAS TO COME HERE
AND BRING BACK SOVIET SPIES
WHO DON'T WANT TO COME IN
FROM THE COLD.
THE PROBLEM IS, HE'S TAKEN OUT
THE ENTIRE NETWORK,
EVEN THE ONES THAT
AGREE WITH GLASNOST.
[sighing]
MY MISSION IS TO HELP
THE SOVIETS BRING HIM IN.
MUTILATIONS, SYMBOLS.
I CAN'T BUY THAT.
WHY?
BECAUSE YOU MAY BE WRONG,
OR BECAUSE IT'S COMIN'
FROM ME?
WHICH IS IT, DETECTIVE?
HUH?
WHO ELSE KNOWS ABOUT THIS?
THE F.B.I. PROVIDES A DOMESTIC
CUT-UP AND NOBODY'S GOT
ALL THE PIECES.
BUT CAPT. RIVERS, HE'S GOING
TO BE BRIEFED
ON THIS SOVIET STUFF?
HE'S ON A NEED-TO-KNOW
BASIS ONLY.
BELIEVE ME, HE NEEDS
TO KNOW. I WANT MY JOB BACK.
DEAL?
DEAL.
[Valsone]
WE'LL TAKE YOUR CAR.
[Sam]
AW, I LOVE IT WHEN YOU DRIVE.
MAY I SEE THE INFORMATION?
THANKS.
THESE ARE BLANK PAGES.
REALLY? OH, YEAH.
[grunts]
[groans]
ALL RIGHT, HOLD IT
RIGHT THERE, ASSHOLE.
DON'T MOVE.
ALL RIGHT, STEP AWAY FROM HIM.
REAL SLOW.
[Paul groaning]
[footsteps approaching]
[groaning]
[Sam coughing]
SLEEPING BEAUTY AWAKES.
[groaning]
THAT'S FOR THE MEN'S ROOM.
OH.
[groans]
THAT'S FOR NOT LISTENING
WHEN I TOLD YOU TO BACK OFF.
YOU'RE WAY OUT OF
YOUR PAY GRADE, DIETZ.
THE COLONEL IS
DOING US ALL A FAVOR.
HE'S EXPANDING HIS MISSION.
TAKIN' OUT EVERY SOVIET
SLEEPER THEY HAVE HERE.
HE LIKES IT.
SO DO I.
THIS IS YOUR BASIC
COUNTER-INSURGENCE MOVE.
WHEN THE BAD GUYS
ARE BEATING THEMSELVES,
YOU DON'T INTERFERE.
YOU LIED ALL THE WAY
DOWN THE LINE, DIDN'T YOU,
VALSONE?
YEAH, JUST CHANGED
A FEW THINGS, THAT'S ALL.
THE SYMBOLS WERE MESSAGES
TO YOUR GUYS.
IN BLOOD.
JUST TO CONFUSE
THE INVESTIGATION.
IF IT LOOKS LIKE
A SERIAL KILLER, IT MUST BE
A SERIAL KILLER.
IT'S CALLED
"HIDE IN PLAIN SIGHT," DIETZ.
WHY DIDN'T YOU KILL HIM
YOURSELF, VALSONE?
YOU PROBABLY WOULD HAVE
ENJOYED IT.
I DO WHAT THE MISSIONS
CALL FOR.
AND THE MAIN MISSION HERE,
IS TO NOT LET THESE
COMMUNIST ASSHOLES
SELL US DOWN THE RIVER WITH
THIS GLASNOST BULLSHIT.
YOU SPEND TIME
IN THE JUNGLE, DIETZ,
YOU LEARN THAT A LEOPARD
CAN'T CHANGE ITS SPOTS.
I'M SICK TO DEATH
OF ACCOUNTANTS MAKING POLICY.
IVAN IS EVERYBODY'S NEW BUDDY,
RIGHT?
BULLSHIT.
HE EATS GUYS LIKE YOU
FOR LUNCH.
YOU'RE A SICK FUCK.
I'M A PRO.
AND A PRO WOULD'VE POPPED YOU
WITH A SILENCED WEAPON.
POP! NO MUSS, NO FUSS.
THE COLONEL'S GOT A SET
PATTERN AND I DON'T WANT
TO BLOW HIS COVER.
[Sam]
HE'S A SICK FUCK, TOO.
[Valsone]
HE'S SPETSNAZ.
ALL FOREBRAIN.
NO EMOTION.
HE'S JUST FOLLOWING ORDERS,
LIKE THE REST OF THE PEOPLE
IN THIS FUCKED-UP WORLD.
[groaning]
AH, ANYWAY, DIETZ.
HERE'S A THOUGHT
YOU COULD TAKE WITH YOU.
YOU DID YOUR DUTY,
AND THAT'S A HARD THING
THESE DAYS.
I KNOW.
[clicking]
[gun firing]
[gun cocks]
[Russian accent]
THIS PERSON LIVES,
AND THIS PERSON DIES.
OR THIS PERSON LIVES,
AND THIS PERSON DIES.
WHO MAKES THOSE CHOICES,
DETECTIVE?
HIM?
YOU?
ME?
YESTERDAY'S HERO
SHOULD NOT BECOME
TOMORROW'S TRAITOR
SIMPLY BECAUSE OF
SOME CHANGE IN IDEOLOGY.
[yells]
I CAN'T JUST LET YOU
WALK OUT OF HERE, MAN.
[groans]
[phone ringing]
[Carol]
HELLO?
[Sam]
IT'S ME.
OH.
IT'S A LITTLE LATE NOW, SAM.
LET'S TALK TOMORROW.
DON'T HANG UP, CAROL.
I WAS AT THE HOSPITAL.
I GOT SHOT.
WHAT?
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
WHY DIDN'T THEY CALL ME?
OH, I TOLD THEM
NOT TO CALL YOU. I'M OK.
CORY AND I WILL BE
RIGHT OVER, SAM.
[beeps]
YOU WANT TO GET THAT CALL?
NO, THEY CAN WAIT.
LISTEN, CAROL.
I'VE BEEN THINKIN'.
YOU KNOW, I'VE BEEN A, UH...
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, LET'S TALK
WHEN YOU GET HERE, HUH?
WE'LL TALK ABOUT EVERYTHING.
OK, I'LL BE RIGHT THERE, SAM.
UH, MAKE THAT...
SHERRIFF SAM.
REALLY?
[sniffling]
WHY ARE YOU CRYING?
I DON'T KNOW.
I LOVE YOU, SAM.
I LOVE YOU, TOO, BABY.