Killer Looks (2018) - full transcript

- Beautiful, just like that.

The camera loves
you, I love my job.

- Yes, honey I
have to take this,

so I'll just talk
to you later okay?

- Okay, love you Dad.

- I love you too, good
luck with the shoot.

- Thank you.

- Go.

I'm out
of film, so take a break.

- Thank you.

Thank you.



- You're welcome.

- Hello Vicky.

No, I'm happy you called
but I can't talk now,

I'm working on a
Susan King shoot.

Maurice Horace.

- Just wanted to
come visit the set

of my good ol'
pal Bobby Bru-ner.

- You had your chance
and you blew it.

- No, I think I'm gonna stick
around here for a little bit.

Get a little comfortable
with the models right?

- Come on.

- Hey, hey, get
your hands off me.

You messed with the
wrong guy Bobby.

- All right, back to work.



- Happy New Year Dallas.

- Happy New year to you too.

Hey, there's a party at the J
tonight, I can squeeze you in.

- I don't think so.

- Hey come, we can pick
up where we left off.

- Wrong, I just left.

Besides, aren't you spoken for?

- I'm a free agent.

Speaking of agents,
plenty will be there.

- That's okay.

You scared the pants off of me.

- Well, that's one way to do it.

- That's the only way
to do it, good night.

- Happy New Year.

What are you doing here?

- It was a hot night,
but I had a cold shiver

running down my spine.

Charles Gunn, private detective.

I shine the light
on the part of life

where the sun doesn't.

- Are you talking to yourself?

What, no.

- You're that
private investigator.

Only
when the rent's due.

- Hey asshole.

- You looked.

- You're the PI that took the
pics of me with my guy friend.

- Well from the pics
he's more than a friend.

- My fiance saw them.

- I know, I gave them to him.

- You've got a smart
mouth on you, don't you?

- This the only
part of me that is.

- You should really just have
minded your own business.

- Taking pictures of
cheaters is my business.

- He broke off the wedding
and he took back my ring.

- Sorry.

- You should write a book
on how to make friends.

- It comes with the territory.

- Looks like you need
someone to watch your back.

Who?

- Me.

- You watch too much TV.

- You need someone
like me, I kick butt

and I love a good mystery.

Oh no, I work alone.

- I am a pretty girl, we're
what makes the world go round.

- Thanks, but I'm good.

- I think someone's watching us.

- That pig, thanks again.

Is your
lover cheating on you?

Call me, and I'll
keep an eye on them.

Get back here.

- Call 555-GUNN.

Kids, you don't even need
your parents permission.

That number again is 555-GUNN.

Or stop by my office at the
corner of Wilshire and Grand.

I guess this asshole wasn't
bluffing about the rent.

- Are you Charles Gunn,
the private detective?

- Yes, miss.

- Veronica Raine.

- What can you do me for?

I mean, how can I do you?

- My boyfriend's dead.

- Does, did he have any enemies?

- He was a bold person,
I'm sure there were plenty

of people that wanted him dead.

You got any names?

- Just grab the phone book.

- Was he, intimate with
anybody besides you?

- No.

- Do you orally want to find
out who killed your boyfriend?

- I'm sorry, I thought
you provided a service.

- If I find out who did it,

I mean it's not going
to bring him back.

- That pink slip
in your pocket says

you're going to stop
asking me questions,

put down that glass, and
find me some answers.

Or you'll be working
the freeway exits.

- Okay.

Let's start from the beginning.

What's his name?

- Bobby Dallas, he
was a photographer.

- You ruined my life.

- Let me guess, you
cheated on your girl.

- You had no right
to take those photos.

- I was on the sidewalk.

- So again.

- Great strategy.

What do you do, just wait for
them to punch themselves out?

- It usually works.

I'm working a case that
involves photography

and beautiful women,
you might come in handy.

You still want to tag along?

- I'm not sure any more.

What?

- I'm weighing my options.

- Options?

- Yeah if I team up
with you I'm looking at

sore knuckles on a daily basis.

That means like arthritis
when I become your age.

- Yeah, you know what,
thanks anyway but ...

- Bobby Dallas,
the photographer.

I eavesdropped, as if
you've never done that.

So, how much does this pay?

- Nothing, this
is a trial basis.

I need to see results.

- So you're telling me
I would get into fights,

solve crimes, and talk to
shady people for nothing?

Okay, okay, okay, dead
bodies, hot girls,

what more could you
ask for, I'm in.

Thanks for the tip.

- Still using a phone
from the 80s I see.

- If it ain't broke.

- Come on, you got to upgrade,

it's like I'm from the future.

Transport me Robbie.

That's
not even the phrase.

- It's close enough.

- That was a buddy at
the police station,

the gun used is one commonly
sold on the black market.

- That's exciting,
our first clue.

Let's pull the
trigger on this case.

- There's a guy in
there named Felix,

he'll get you any kind of
gun, no waiting period,

if you know what I mean.

Since you're in training,

I want you to just
hold back and watch.

- Hmm, I was thinking
maybe good cop, bad cop.

I'll be the bad cop.

- No, no, no, I'm the bad cop.

- You, no, you're a softy.

You're like a doorman
in a sport's coat.

- Hey I been doing
this for 35 years.

I've got seniority.

- I'll rock, paper,
scissor you for it.

Ready, one, two, three, shoot.

Oh looks like I'm the bad cop.

- I'm regretting this already.

- Oh if it ain't Magnum PU.

- PU is right, crack a
window next time sport.

- You mind tossing me one.

- A man was murdered
professionally,
black market gun.

- Man I ain't no snitch.

- You don't start talking,

you're going to be peeing
walking across the street.

- I've been straight
for five years.

Man you better put a
leash on that bitch.

- Listen asshole, if you
don't want this bitch

to make you my bitch,
you better start talking.

- Okay, do you mind
if I clean up first?

- Uh-uh, you don't tell
us what we want to know,

you're getting a swirly.

- Oh shit.

So this guy.

- Does this guy have a name?

- You know my rep, no
names, no questions.

All I know is this guy
came to me a few weeks ago.

- And you hooked him up?

- I tell him noway,
I went straight.

- But you told him where to go.

- You did, didn't you?

- I may have pointed in the
direction, but this guy.

- Guy again, you sure
that's not his name.

- This guy is a
crazy looking dude.

- Crazy how?

- His eyes, and he's shifty.

- I've had enough of your shit.

- No, wait, wait, I
can give you a face.

Do you have a mugshot book?

- The name's Jimmy Till.

Did five and a half for A and R.

- So either he's our
shooter or linked with him.

So, what'd you think?

About what?

- My performance,
pretty awesome right.

- It was certainly bad cop.

- Yeah, you wanted
to get results.

- We got results, but next time

try to be a bit more tactful.

- Where will we find
this Jimmy Till?

- He's got a kid
with Tonya Peters,

she works The Pyramid.

- The gentleman's club?

Great.

- Would you mind
giving me a push?

- Okay.

So much for women's lib.

- Afternoon Delight.

- Never danced to a girl before.

- Yeah well, I don't
really play by the rules.

Kind of go with the flow.

You are really hot,
ever do any modeling?

- Sometimes, if it pays well.

- I have a friend, Bobby Dallas,

I should hook you up with him.

- I know Bobby.

- Yeah I know, you were there
the night he was murdered.

- He's dead?

- Yeah, someone shot him with
a gun off the black market.

Tonya, I'm looking for Jimmy.

- Join the club.

- Well how long has it
been since you've seen him?

- Couple weeks.

- Is he still dealing guns.

- I used to be in his
circle, I have a kid now.

Jimmy tried, he
tried to go straight,

but everywhere he went his past

would come back and haunt him.

So I found my line of work.

I tried to get a
real job but stripper

on your job interview doesn't
get you a lot interviews.

If I knew anything I'd tell you.

- Hey Gunn.

- Shh, I'm on a case.

- Like undercover stuff?

- Yeah, now go away.

- Who are you looking
for, do I know him?

You want to pat me
for some information?

- If I tell you, will
you stop bothering me?

- That and 20 bucks.

- Jimmy Till.

- Oh wait, I know Jimmy.

Let me see, I see him
at the service entrance.

- Hey Jimmy, I want
to talk to you.

- Where's my 20?

- You all right?

- I spotted Jimmy, I just
have to catch my wind.

- Yeah, that looks
like the only thing

you're going to catch.

Hey,
I almost had him.

- Mm-hmm.

Anything from Tonya?

- Nada.

- Maybe I should go ask her.

- What do you do when
a case hits a dead end?

- Hey the murder wasn't random.

- Could be a nother model.

- Or someone that
hangs around models.

- I guess it's time I
updated my portfolio.

- Okay, ciao.

- Hi, I'm looking
for Vicky McCall.

- You found her, you Alex?

- Yeah.

- You might have it.

Well have you test with Dino.

- Somebody say my name?

- Dino, darling.

- Is this my next victim?

- I was just about to
send her to makeup.

- Why must I always
work with scrap iron?

- Because you're
an artist darling.

- Did I do something wrong?

- No, that's just Dino.

He's a real bear to work
with, but what an eye.

- So, when do I get paid?

- No, not in money.

When you see the prints, the
magic that Dino captured,

the jobs will just
start to roll in.

- Oh.

- What is it, you can tell me,

we're like family around here.

- Well I got kicked
out of my apartment

and I only have enough
to cover the motel

for the rest of the
week, after that.

- You have a fantastic look.

But even if the shoot
brings you attention,

it's going to be a while before
the money starts flowing in.

- So what do I do?

- Do you need some fast cash?

- Yeah.

- How do you feel about nudity?

Do you know what
a group shoot is?

- A group shoot is when a
bunch of guys get together

and take pictures
of naked girls.

- Ooh jackpot.

- They wouldn't know
the difference between

an L-stop or a G-string,
but it pays a lot.

- It beats the other
jobs Vicky offers.

Like what?

- Escorting.

Well I'm going to need to
shower for like a week.

- Is this an elbow
or a knee or a boob?

- If you don't know by now,

I'm not going to be
able to help you.

Hang on, so I just bared myself

in front of dirty old
men for information,

and you're taking pictures
of big breasted women?

Mm-hmm, so Vicky also
runs an escort service.

- You said yes right?

- No.

- It's a lead, you've
got to follow it.

- No, no, no, I did
not sign up for that.

- It's all part of the job.

- It's all part of the job,
I'm gonna remember that.

The things a girl's got
to do to solve a murder.

- So glad you
could make it Alex.

Our guest will be arriving soon.

Have yourself a drink
over there with Sandy.

- Good evening.

I couldn't cover
rent, so here I am.

We just have to
provide company right?

- Yeah, company.

- Have you ever shot
with Bobby Dallas?

- Yeah, he turned me on to this.

- Does he suggest
other girls too?

- Some, Vicky's working with
someone else now though.

- Why aren't they
working together anymore?

- Bobby got a new
girlfriend, some socialite.

- Who.

Dallas dumped Vicky
for some rich chick.

- Got a name?

- No, what do we do now?

- Well, we can't just
walk out of here.

Got it make it look
like we were, you know.

- Don't get any fancy ideas pal.

- Everything okay in here.

- Just the person
we wanted to see.

- What is this, a bust?

- Is that a trick question.

- Do you mind telling us
about your relationship

with Bobby Dallas?

- What are you, PIs?

You must have some
talking money on you.

- I've got two fives.

- Okay, okay, he was supplying
girls for a commission.

But then he got that job with
Susan King, things changed.

He thought he hit the
big time and dropped me.

- So you blew him away?

- I work with Dino now.

The girls aren't as classy,
but they get the job done.

- Looks like you could
use a little touch

of class yourself.

Everybody
freeze, this is a raid.

- Cops.

- It's just for shakedown
money, they'll let us walk.

They'll just arrest the Johns.

- Oh, looks like only the women

are getting out of here tonight.

- What are you looking
at me like that for?

- If they bust you, you're
spending a night in county,

if you have bail,
which you don't,

so you're looking at three days.

- Oh I can use the rest.

- You got any spare dresses?

- I think I have
something in his size.

- It's all part of
the job remember?

Time to embrace
your feminine side.

- Hey, wait a minute.

Yes.

- Aren't you a little
old to be doing this?

I'm young at heart.

You need a spanking.

- Only if you cuff me.

- Don't push it.

He, she's taken.

You don't
seem to broken up

over the death of
your boyfriend.

- Boyfriend, Bobby and I were
just having fun, that's all.

- Did you have anything
to do with the murder?

- Kind of blunt aren't you?

I like that in a man,
knows what he wants

and gets right to it.

- You didn't answer
the question.

- No I didn't.

- Is that an answer to my
question or a response to her?

- Were you and Dallas together
at the time of the death?

- Relationship rarely last
in the modeling world.

We were just having a good time.

- Good time, sounds like
he broke up with you.

- Bobby was a charmer,

but he could also rub
people the wrong way.

- But not you.

- People who met him either
loved him or hated him or both.

- Any names you care to share?

- Not particularly.

- I get the feeling
you're hiding something.

- Does it look like
I'm hiding something?

Good day.

- Well that was revealing.

Hello, no wonder you
can't pay your rent.

- What about any
jealous boyfriends.

- The models boyfriends I
know, love having them around.

Parade 'em around
town and stuff.

They put up with
any indiscretion.

You know what, he did have
someone jealous of him.

- What about that last
account he took from you?

- Stole, you mean?

The King account.

- Susan King?

- Yeah, she had some
fashion line coming out.

I was the head photographer

and Bobby meets
her at some party,

they hit it off, become an item,

next thing you know, I'm out.

I'm not gonna shed a
tear over that guy.

That doesn't mean I killed him.

- That guy was right.

Nobody's upset that he's dead.

what do we do now?

- Well you just
keep chipping away.

I was going to hit him.

- I beat you to the punch.

Beat
me to the punch.

- Yeah, when you hit someone
you get to say a one liner.

Why are you following us?

- I should be asking
that question.

- The name Bobby
Dallas sound familiar?

- No.

- Should, he was
killed with a gun

and only someone
like you could get.

- Man I didn't kill nobody.

I'm trying to get
out of this racket

but sometimes I
can't make the rent.

- I'm sure Tonya and your baby

would be real
proud to hear that.

- I 'll tell you whatever
you want to know,

just keep my wife
and baby out of this.

- Give us a name.

- I never dealt with names.

- Hmm, you're gonna have
to do better than that.

- All I had to do was get
the gun, that's all I did.

- What kind of gun was it?

- I don't remember.

- Quit the shit.

- There was a lone tree at
the Sedaris Memorial Park,

that's where I left it,
I never met the person.

After I left, I heard gunshots.

The shooter must
have tested it out.

The casing should be there.

- There's bullet
holes in this tree.

Why don't
we stick around,

maybe we can find a shell
casing to go with it.

- Got one, maybe the
killer loaded the gun

and their fingerprints
are on this.

I know exactly
who to take that to.

- Came up a little
short last night.

- Sorry Daddy.

- Am I a nice guy?

- Yes Daddy.

- Do I look like a doormat?

- No.

- Then why are you
treating me like one?

- Sorry Daddy, it
was cold last night.

- Well if it ain't
my main man Gunn.

You is one fine sista.

- Your front teeth
just got a ticket

to three blocks from here.

- Reginald drop the
act, she's my partner.

- You're looking
good my fine man.

- Alex, meet Reginald
Williams III.

- At your service my lady.

- What is this?

- Theater my dear.

This act is to keep
the good people away

and the seedy ones coming.

Then my ladies get them
to volunteer information.

- Volunteer, you mean blackmail.

- No, no, no, you see,
they find themselves

in a bad situation and
one of my lady friends

offers to help them out to.

- And then you seel it.

- I share it, to my friends.

Me and Reginald.

- Reginald and I.

- Reginald and I are
the best of buds.

So what
brings you here today?

Is that really what
the latex gloves are for?

- It's possibly got
a finger print on it.

We need to know
who it belongs to.

- Hmm, you came to the
right place my dear friend.

Jane?

Yes.

- I'm Alex, this is Chuck.

- Charles.

- We have a couple of questions
for you about Bobby Dallas.

- Well I got a class
coming up in a few minutes,

I got to get warmed up for.

- By all means, don't
let us get in the way.

- You want answers,
you got to keep up.

What you guys want to know?

- Why did you stop
working with Dallas?

- The guy was
professional on set but,

once the client
left, total creep.

- How so?

- He was trying to get
me to kiss the models.

You know just because
I pose nude sometimes

doesn't mean I'm into that.

You pose nude?

- Yeah, if the money's
right, and it's artistic.

- What happens
after your shoots?

- Oh I've only heard rumors.

- Like what?

- Just don't leave
the studio with him.

- What happened?

- Shh, I'm about to
beat my high score.

Yes, you passed
out after aerobics.

Guess it was a little
bit too intense for you.

Jane had to carry you out.

One armed by the way.

You should really take
better care of yourself.

- I'll get right on that.

- While you were napping,
I got Dallas' address.

- Cops would have been through
there like a fine tooth comb.

- His mother's address.

You ask the questions,
I will do the snooping.

By the way, Dallas isn't
his real last name.

- What is it?

Mrs. McGuffin.

- Well hello.

I'm Charles
Gunn, Private Detective.

- A private dick,
please come in.

I don't think
that's such a good idea.

I'll fix you a drink.

Let me ask you a question,
do you find me attractive?

- Where's your husband?

Out.

- Out?

- Out, for a very long time.

Is that a roll
a quarters in your pocket,

or are you just happy to see me?

- They're quarters,
it's a roll of quarters.

- Mr. E, I've got to
see what's in this.

- How 'bout that drink?

- Have mine.

- You know I just had a
workout, I'm kind of sweaty.

- I love the smell of a man.

- And I can't remember the
last time I brushed my teeth.

- This will fix it.

- Mrs. McGuffin, I think
you're trying to seduce me.

- "I don't try
anything, I just do it,"

said the spider to the
fly, et cetera, et cetera,

et cetera, et cetera.

- I think I hear the mailman.

- There's only one
package I want delivered.

My phone number's on the
back of my license plate.

- That looked like one of those,
when animals attack videos.

- I hope you found something
worth me getting mauled over.

- I sure did.

- What's in it?

- Video tapes, let's get some
popcorn and start the show.

I guess that's why they
call it the boob tube.

- Oh this is mine, sorry.

I like boobs, sue me.

- Yeah, I can tell.

Seems our photographer
is also a videographer.

These don't have names
on them just dates.

- I guess in case
anybody found them.

- There's a month missing.

- Which month?

- December.

- Is that Stacy?

- What, that perv.

Can I get the tape back?

- Sorry, it's evidence.

- Sure.

- How many of those
tapes have you made?

- What my partner means is,

how long have you
been seeing Dallas?

It was
a one time deal.

He brought another
guy in and I bolted.

- Another guy?

- I don't know who he
was, he wore a mask.

- A mystery man.

Looks like someone brought
a knife to a gunfight.

You want to see his gun,
come on keep up with me.

- Give me your money.

- Who are you, my ex-wife?

- I got to warn you, I
went to Catholic school.

And this is the part
where you fall down.

The still undefeated reigning
World Champion, Alex Bishop.

- Are you done?

- Not yet.

Thank you, thank you.

- I didn't know this
is what you meant

by taking me to lunch.

- Charlie's chili dogs,
they're the best around.

- So what do I owe the
call sheet to Tommy Doyle,

always worked with Dallas.

- Okay, well let's see what
he has to say after lunch.

- You don't really want
me to eat this do you?

- Yep.

Your landlady's
worried about you.

- You got any friends?

I did, somebody took him away.

- Any idea who?

- It's no secret who did it.

It was that bitch Susan King.

That woman has to have
everything on her terms.

- Any reason why?

- Veronica Raine.

- Well why should she care?

- They were sleeping together.

Veronica, Bobby, and Susan.

- You didn't tell
us that you were

seeing Susan King as well.

- That ended a while ago.

It was fun at first,
but eventually Susan

wanted Dallas all to herself.

He didn't want anything serious.

- But was he serious with you?

- What are you getting at?

- Just playing devil's advocate.

- I came to you remember.

- I asked the question, not him.

- Am I a suspect now?

- Sorry kitty.

- What's with that chick?

Am I a suspect or something?

It's like I'm in
a bad soap opera.

- You Gunn, I got a name to
go with that fingerprint.

- Thanks.

There was a print
on the shell casing.

It belong to a Artie Rollins.

- Sounds like you know him.

- He used to be my partner.

Anybody home?

- Nobody home, then
we might as well

make ourselves at home.

What shit security.

So what happened?

- He got in with
some dirty cops.

Help put confiscated
drugs back on the street.

The cops got busted but they
couldn't pin anything on Artie.

He's slick.

- One of his clients
is Harold The King.

- Owner of the
King retail empire.

- And father of Susan King.

- Man oh man, this looks
like a B and E to me.

- Still dealing Artie?

- Is that anyway to
treat an old friend?

That's just a rumor.

That whole police
force was in on it,

French connection style.

All they needed was
the Lee Harvey Oswald.

So, this is my replacement huh?

Definite upgrade,
aesthetically that is.

- We found your fingerprints

on a bullet casing
at Sedaris Park.

- You found my prints
on a bullet casing.

- You mind telling us
how your prints ended up

on that shell casing?

- I got a lot of guns, I go
down there to blow off steam.

- The name Jimmy
Till ring any bells?

- I get in for him sometimes.

- Seen any movies lately?

- Starring Bobby Dallas.

- Yeah, he used to like to
video tape his liaisons.

Never did get any
talent releases if
you know what I mean.

- I bet that didn't sit
well with her father.

- Well he wasn't
too happy about it.

He sent me to get the
tape, I got the tape.

But murder, that's
a whole other thing.

This Dallas, he was a scumbag.

I don't know why you're
even looking into this.

- So now what?

- Go talk to Susan King again.

Ask her what she really
feels about those tapes.

And push her on her
relationship with Bobby Dallas,

maybe shell give something up.

- And what are you gonna do?

- I'm gonna have a
talk with Harold King.

- Oh yeah.

Yeah.

- Okay, thank you.

Hi, my name is Ginger,
how can I help you?

I'm here
to see Harold King?

- Do you have an appointment?

No,
but it's important.

- And you are?

Charles Gunn,
Private Investigator.

- Mr. King is a
very important man.

He's in a meeting and
that can last for hours.

I can wait.

- Mr. King you have
a visitor, a ...

- Charles Gunn.

- a Charles Gunn, he's a dick.

- If you don't want me
to barbecue your ass

you better get this done.

We're going public in 30 days.

Now don't screw it up.

- Charles Gunn, I'm
investigating Bobby
Dallas' murder.

- Dallas, oh the photographer.

Yeah, I spoke with
him a couple of times.

He used to work with my
daughter on her fashion line.

- Did you know they had
a personal relationship?

- Her relationships
don't last very long.

- Were you aware of a sex
tape with both of them?

- I guess it
doesn't surprise me.

She goes out with guys like
Bobby Dallas all the time,

and will continue to do
so until she grows up.

- How do you know Artie Rollins?

- He worked security
for my daughter.

- Do you know that it was
rumored he was dealing drugs.

- Not at first, but when I
found out, I released him.

- We have a link with
Rollins in the murder

and we a link
between you and him.

- Are you fond of the
farm, 'cause there's a lot

of chickens in the henhouse.

But there's only one rooster.

And there's a lot of
chickens in this city.

- And you're the rooster?

- That's right.

You don't want to be ruffling
the feathers of this cock.

- I'm a dick, and you're a cock,

and if you get any closer,

we're going to be
crossing swords.

- Nobody likes a smart ass.

- That explains why
I don't have friends.

Well, that and my breath.

Oh.
- God.

- Whoa that's kicking.

- Get out of here.

- I wouldn't mind seeing
that dick get hit by a bus.

- If that guy shows up
here again, call security.

- With pleasure.

- Any word on investors
for my daughters boutique?

- Two confirmed, they're
high rollers though.

- Excellent, make sure
they're well taken care of.

- Yes baby.

- Honey, not in the office.

Did you
know about Dallas

secretly making sex tapes?

- I had my father take care
of it as soon as I found out.

- What was your relationship
with Veronica Raine?

- You talked to her, I
bet she made it seem like

I was the possessive
one and not her.

- Did you have an intimate
relationship with her?

- Does that excite you?

- Can you please just
answer the questions.

- Ooh bossy, I like it.

Yeah, Veronica was
in on it for a bit

until she became too
possessive over Dallas.

- What about Artie Rollin?

- I feel like I'm on
a stand or something.

Care to swear me
in, maybe frisk me?

- What if I told you your dad

had Rollins kill Dallas?

- Are you implying that I,

or my father had
anything to do with this?

- Just thinking out loud.

- Next you speak my
lawyer will be present.

- What was that?

- Nothing.

- Is that chili
in your mustache?

That was a chili dog.

- Was not.

- I told you they're the best.

- Harold King lied,
he said he didn't know

anything about the tapes.

- Susan didn't seem
that upset about it.

- Was she telling the truth?

- I don't know, that
woman loves plying games.

I don't think she did it though,

she'd rather kiss
you than kill you.

- We're looking at
a real whodunit.

- Veronica Raine, what if she
found out about the tapes?

- The door is wide open.

- That's usually
not a good sign.

- So the killer strikes again.

She hired you right?

- Yep, well I guess we're
both not getting paid.

- You have to come
over here right now.

Veronica Raine is
all over the news.

She's dead, and
I think I'm next.

I feel like someone's
been watching me.

- You can relax, we're here now.

- We'll stake out the place.

We'll see if anything happens.

- This is never going to work.

- Hey working undercover isn't
all sunshine and rainbows.

- You're telling me,
I got naked earlier,

but this could get me killed.

- Hey I'll be here.

- Oh, so the guy who gets
his ass kicked all the time

is going to protect me.

Where'd you get
this stuff anyway?

- Old case.

- You got it out of your trunk.

- Shh, I think I hear something.

What the hell are you doing?

- I like to watch.

- That's my old landlord.

- Oh it's you, I never
forget a nice pair of ...

Can you do that again,
this time with high heels.

I'll pay you, hmm?

- I don't think
this is our killer.

- No, let's just
call it a night.

Hmm?

- Had any
visitors lately?

- Um, a couple of PIs, Gunn,

some crazy girl thinks
he's a detective.

What'd you tell 'em?

- I told 'em 'bout the tape
and that I got it from Dallas.

What'd you tell
'em about the tape for?

- I could tell they already
knew, you did right?

No.

- Oh PIs always think they're
smarter than they are.

Don't give 'em a
reason to be right.

It's enough to
confirm their suspicions though.

- They can suspect
all they want,

but without proof.

- You know, when I was
a kid my dad told me,

I can be either the
best or the oldest.

Well I plan on living
a long time a free man.

Not like some dog waiting
to be put to sleep.

- Man oh man, you need to relax.

They're just a couple of clowns

with too much free time.

I'm in this just
as much as you are.

- And I'm glad to
hear you say that.

- If anybody finds
out about this,

we'll both be wearing
orange the rest of our days.

- Then maybe you should make
doubly sure that we don't.

Oh Booby,
oh Bobby, oh Bobby.

Alex, open up.

- Evening stranger.

Are you alone?

- Yeah.

Are you sure?

- What's wrong?

- Somebody attacked me.

- More disgruntled exes.

No, and whoever
it was took the tapes.

- Good morning chainsaw.

- Chainsaw?

- Yeah, I thought you were

cutting down trees
out here last night.

- I spotted somebody
on one of the tapes.

- The suspense is killing me.

- Our masked man.

- I can remember when you
took your very first step,

your first word, your
first day of school.

And now my little girl's about
to launch her own business.

- Dad don't get all mushy on me.

- Your mother would be so proud.

- I love you Dad.

- I love you too honey.

I'm looking through
the call sheets again,

Doyle's on every one of them.

He's got to
know more than he told us.

The door's not locked.

Open
doors, dead bodies.

Seems to be a pattern.

Kind
of gloomy in here.

- I wonder if he's dead too.

The missing tape.

- Have detectives
talked to you lately?

- Why?

- Because they
talked to me twice.

They claim that you
had something to do
with Bobby's murder.

- Oh those wanna
be Sherlock Holmes?

Don't worry about that.

- And you just got rid of
the tape, nothing more?

- Of course, honey,
you're all I got

and I'll do nothing
to jeopardize that.

- Well I guess we can figure
out who killed Veronica.

- I think I know who's next.

King!

- Dad they're going
to ruin my big day.

- Don't worry about this
sweetie, I'll handle this.

I'm gonna have my attorney sue
the hell out of both of you.

- Doyle killed Veronica
Raine last night.

- Susan might be next.

- Oh you two are a
couple of dumbos.

- Susan King, you shouldn't
have killed Bobby Dallas.

- What?

No!

- Daddy.

- Your daughter's in
critical condition,

she in surgery right now.

- What are her chances?

- I suggest a lot of prayer.

- Find Doyle.

- Hey Doyle, you're
coming with me.

Let's talk, you ain't planning
on killing him are you?

- I haven't thought
that far ahead.

- Roughing somebody
up and killing 'em,

that's a big
difference in price.

- You'll be well compensated.

- It ain't just about the money.

I got to plan this out
so we don't get caught.

And you got to
control your emotions.

- My daughter is in
critical condition!

- All right look,
anything goes down,

you give the word,
but leave it to me.

You've got motive, and you
lack an alibi, I don't.

- Fine.

- May I suggest now that you've
seen him, you give yourself

about 10 minutes to cool
down your boiling blood.

Everything we do now has to be
planned out and emotionless.

It's going to be the
difference between us

getting away with this
and spending the rest

of our lives in an
eight by five cell.

- I gotta take this.

Yes.

- So Doyle murdered
Susan and Veronica,

but who killed Dallas?

- I have no idea.

- So we're back to square one.

- You suggesting we drop
the case and just go home?

- No, but Dallas videotaped
himself having sex

with women without them knowing.

Not exactly someone you think

is strolling through
the pearly gates.

- Maybe, but it's not about him.

It's about stopping the
people who killed him

so they don't do it again.

Besides, once you
start something

you just got to finish it.

- Oh I've heard that before.

- I want those PIs also.

- And you're pushing
it a little bit here.

- Oh I'll make your retirement
definitely worth while.

- What about her?

- I want that dick's head.

- So why did you become a PI?

- I wanted to solve
crime and help people,

so I joined the police force.

That didn't last long, I got
a real problem taking orders.

- I never would have guessed.

- So why did you really
want to tag along?

- Well I guess this is the point

where I give you my sob
story about how someone

killed my father but we
never found the murderer.

Someone killed my boyfriend and
we never found the murderer.

Or someone ran over my dog
and we never found the killer.

But in reality, I
guess I was just bored.

- The tape.

- The one we found at Doyle's?

- Let's see what's on it.

- No, that man has
terrible angles.

It's all man ass.

- I'll do play by play.

- Great, 'cause I've
always wanted somebody

describing a porno to me.

No, no.

- Our masked man and Dallas.

- Looks like Dallas
plays for both teams.

Is that who I think it is?

- It's Harold King.

- That sure is
some hard evidence.

- And his company's
going public soon.

- So he got his
daughter's tape back,

but he didn't know
about this one.

- Well it's one thing if his
daughter's tape is released,

but it's another if his was.

- Enough to kill Dallas?

- He wouldn't, but he'd
have Rollins do it.

- I reckon I underestimated
you two dummies.

Mr. King would like
to talk to you.

- Well honey I won't
be home tonight.

I got tied up at work.

- I've let some stuff
slide, but no more puns.

- Really, that's where
you draw the line?

- Yes, now reach into my pocket.

- Well that's where
I draw the line.

- No, my jacket pocket.

I have a lighter in there,
we can burn through the rope.

- Got it.

We could celebrate if we
make it through tonight.

- My daughter is dead, and
I hold you two responsible.

- Doyle would have
done what he did

whether we investigated or not.

He blamed Susan and
Veronica for Dallas' murder.

You should blame
whoever killed him.

- I run charities, provide
healthcare for my employees,

and play golf with politicians.

This Dallas, was a scumbag

who made sex tapes
without permission.

And I'm the bad guy?

- You should have
gone to the police.

- Hmm, and let them leak it?

Believe it or not, some people
in this town don't like me.

- You don't say.

- What are you
going to do to us?

- No one's talking
to you little lady.

- Well then until
me so I can go back

to my place in the kitchen.

- So what are you
going to do with us?

- Right now, you
both know too much,

but you don't have any proof.

He killed Doyle.

- Seems so, and I bet that's
his smoking gun right there.

- Did you just say a pun?

- What?

- You just said smoking gun.

- No, I was referencing
a gun, not me.

- No, no, I'm calling
foul tip on that one.

That's gimmick infringement,
puns are my thing.

- You've been a real
pain in my ass dick.

- I'm sorry who are you?

- This is Ginger,
King's assistant.

- I'm his girlfriend.

- More like mistress.

- And who are you, bitch?

- I'm Alex, he's my sidekick.

- No, you are my sidekick.

- Shut up!

There's only room enough for
one Ginger in this town bitch.

- FYI, I'm the only one
around here who makes puns.

- I want them dead.

- All right, but I'm
gonna take them out back.

It's gonna be a lot
easier to clean up.

- Sounds good.

Shit, come on honey.

- Any ideas?

- I pay the rent taking
pictures of cheating spouses,

this is out of my wheelhouse.

- Okay, well there's three
of them and two of us,

I say we split up,
better our odds.

- I was looking for
a dick but you'll do.

- I don't even know
how to take that.

- There can only be
one Ginger, bitch.

- Yeah, but you're
only Ginger by name.

- Uh, time out.

- What, you can't take this?

- Looks like we took a
trip down mammary lane.

You made a real
boob of yourself.

Thanks for the mammaries.

I could go on all day.

- Sick of your
puns, time in bitch.

- Ooh you bitch.

- You're right, I am a bitch.

- But you're not a ginger.

- Gotcha, you want
to be my replacement,

you're gonna have to earn it.

- Really, with a gun?

We can't just do
this one on one?

- All right, you want
to have some fun huh?

Let's have some fun.

Oh.

Not bad, not bad at all.

How'd that feel?

Did that hurt?

Good, I like hurting women.

Alex Bishop, you don't
have a clue do you?

- You want a clue.

Alex Bishop, in the
abandoned warehouse

with a lead pipe.

- Why'd you kill Dallas?

- Well since you're going to
be dead soon, why not tell you.

Age old story, he
was blackmailing me.

Said he'd sell the
tape to the tabloids

if I didn't pay him off.

With my company going public,
I couldn't take that risk.

- Sounds like that
Dallas was a scumbag.

- Oh he was indeed, and you're
gonna die for him moron.

- Looks like you jumped the gun,

he's really gunning for you.

- No more puns, a
little help here.

- One more pun.

- No.

- Yay.

- Oh okay, you can have one.

- That's all I need.

King, Alex Bishop, we haven't
been formally introduced,

nice to meet ya, you play chess?

- Huh?

- Bishop takes King.

Checkmate, how is that?

- Not bad.

Hey look, I'm a
real detective now.

- Way to be
inconspicuous Sherlock.

- Well I guess that
makes you my Watson.

- No, no, no, I'm Sherlock.

- You already called
me Sherlock, Watson.

- I can't continue
with this if...

- You're keeping me?

- Well you did come in handy.

- Handy, I solved the
whole thing and kicked ass,

which reminds me,

I've been practicing
my judo chops.

Case load, bad guys, in jail.

We didn't get pain, what
are you gonna do about rent?

- Yeah well why you
had King confused,

his wallet just happened
to fall out of his pocket.

- Now that we're
partners, we need a name.

- Partners, don't get
ahead of yourself.

You've heard the phrase,
back by popular demand?

Yes.

- Well when we hear that
we can come up with a name.

- We can brainstorm over
Charlie's chili dogs.

I see it in your
eyes, you love it.

- You mind giving me a push?

- Uh-uh, I pushed last time.

- It's my car.

- I checked the registration,
it's under your mom's name.

Fine, I will push as long
as I get to meet your mom.

- On second thought.

- Too late.

Behind every great man,
or not so great man.