The Seduction (1982) Movie Script

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♪ Dreams may not

all come true ♪

♪ I'll train all my dreams

to be with you ♪

♪ In your embrace ♪

♪ Here in love's

hiding place ♪

♪ Free me from all

my doubts ♪

♪ Touch me ♪

♪ And from

the inside out ♪

♪ Open the gates ♪

♪ Here in love's

hiding place ♪

♪ Heart to heart

here we are ♪

♪ Sharing secrets

in the dark ♪

♪ We both know ♪

♪ How love starts ♪

♪ Hand in hand

you and me ♪

♪ As we go

where love leads ♪

♪ We'll win this game

of hide and seek ♪

♪ A moon's peeking

through the shade ♪

♪ Softly love's

afterglow remains ♪

♪ Upon your face ♪

♪ Here in love's

hiding place ♪

♪ Night changes

into day ♪

♪ Feels right ♪

♪ There's one thing

left to say ♪

♪ We're here to stay ♪

♪ Here in love's

hiding place ♪

♪ We're in love's

hiding place ♪

[camera shutter clicks]

I like looking at you.

I like being looked at.

[camera shutter clicks]

I have everything

in life I want.

I'm completely happy.

You'll recover.

Besides, happiness is just

a temporary affliction.

It doesn't last.

Brandon,

you're a cynic.

No, I'm not.

I'm just old enough

to know that

just because

you're rich and successful

is no reason

to be happy.

[phone rings]

Let it ring.

[phone rings]

Might be important.

Hello?

[Woman]

Hello?

I watched you today.

What?

[Man]

You look beautiful.

Who was it?

Um, just an admirer.

[indistinct chatter,

various office equipment]

Oh, thanks.

[phone rings]

Newsrooms.

[Man]

Lisa, we need Jamie

in ten minutes.

Okay, hold on

one second.

Jamie, they're calling

you from the stage.

Thank you, Lisa.

Tell them I'll be there

in just a minute.

Clear the decks!

Bingo, baby.

Flowers from Brandon?

Nope.

They're from Derek.

I don't know

any Derek.

[sighs]

[knocking at door]

Yes?

Derek, Mrs. Wilson

and Ricky are here.

Julie, would you mind taking

this session for me, please?

Okay.

[Derek]

Thanks.

Commercial's up

in one minute, Jamie.

Let's move it.

Okay.

Okay, Jamie.

A couple things.

Your operator

on Camera Three's

not here today,

so be careful.

He's a little fuzzy.

What happened to Bill?

Bill will be right back,

don't worry.

Great.

Zoom in tighter,

Camera Two.

That's good.

Stand by, tape.

Here we go.

Roll tape.

[Man]

This is Channel 6 News,

the news program

watched by more

Los Angeles viewers

than any other station.

Featuring the award-winning

Channel 6 News team,

with Jamie Douglas,

Frank Bilson,

and Pete Pierce

with sports.

And now,

here's Jamie Douglas.

Good evening.

I'm Jamie Douglas

and this is the 6:00 report.

At the top of the news

is the discovery

of yet another

young victim

in the so-called

Sweetheart Murders.

[Woman]

Ricky?

Come on,

smile for Mom, Ricky.

[sternly]

Ricky.

Come on, smile.

Mrs. Wilson, please.

I don't wanna go

through this again.

Ricky, smile.

Please, Mrs. Wilson.

Hello, Mrs. Wilson.

Everything going

all right?

Hiya, Ricky.

[Mrs. Wilson]

I'm trying to get Ricky

to smile.

Oh, I'm sure everything

will be just fine.

Julie will get

exactly what you want.

I hope so.

If you'll excuse me,

can I see you a minute?

Sure, excuse me.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hMm-hmm.

How can anybody smile

with a mother like that?

Look, I'm gonna run

and get a bite to eat.

If you finish up in time,

you're welcome to join me.

Give me two seconds.

[phone rings]

Newsroom.

[Man]

May I speak

to Jamie Douglas, please?

Uh, hold on

one second, please.

Bobby, phone.

They wanna

speak to Jamie.

[sighs]

Thanks.

Yes?

[Man]

Hi. Jamie Douglas, please.

I'm sorry,

she's on the air;

may I take a message?

Uh, just tell her

Derek called.

Is there a number where you

can be reached, Derek?

No, no. Just, uh--

I'll call back later.

Smells like Jamie's

got herself a new boyfriend.

We'll have more

on that story

about the disastrous fire

in Chicago when we come back.

And Pete Pierce

will have the sports

and Frank Bilson

will fill us in

on all the weather

for this weekend.

[Man]

Commercial's up.

[Man 2]

This is the voice

of God, guys.

We're still ahead

in the ratings

and I'd like

to keep it that way--

What?

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hPhone call.

Derek.

It says,

"Derek called."

I can see that.

Derek who?

The same Derek

that sent you

a bouquet of roses.

Hey, come on, Jamie,

you can tell me.

Who's the new

boyfriend?

I don't know anyone

named Derek.

[Man]

You're out, Bobby.

Well, he sure seems

to know you.

Go on. Dig in.

I can't. It's huge.

Aw, come on, now.

You deserve it.

You know, you've been

doing a great job.

You really

think so?

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hYeah.

Thanks.

Mmm. It's so good!

I hate it.

Have you ever really

liked someone,

even loved someone,

and were afraid

to tell them?

Yeah. Once.

I had a crush on

my college art teacher.

I-- She was a few years

older than I was,

but, uh-- well,

it didn't matter,

I was so crazy

about her.

You know, for years

I took every class

she taught.

I never spoke to her once.

Why not?

I don't know.

I guess because

as long as I didn't

say anything to her,

she couldn't tell me no.

It was safe.

You mean you never

told her?

Nope.

You should have told her.

I know.

Listen.

One night if you're

not doing anything,

would you like to go

see a movie or something?

Oh, I'd love to if things

were different, Julie.

You see...there's

someone I'm seeing.

There's someone

I'm going with.

Hmm.

So. Tell me.

Who's the lucky girl?

Just someone I know.

[Woman on answering machine]

Hi, Jamie. This is Robin.

Give me a call

when you get home.

[call ends]

[beep]

[man on machine]

Hi, honey.

They upped the deadline

on my column,

so I'm gonna have to

work late.

I'll try and get there

as soon as I can, okay?

Bye.

[call ends]

[beep]

[man on machine]

Hi, Jamie?

Uh, you don't know me,

but my name is Derek.

[sighs] I've been trying

to reach you all day.

Um...did you

like the flowers?

Look, um...why don't I--

I call you later,

when you get home?

Maybe we can talk.

Okay?

[phone rings]

Hello.

[Derek] Hi. It's Derek.

Look, I-- I hope you don't

think I'm bothering you,

but...I really think

we should meet.

How did you

get this number?

[Derek] It wasn't very hard.

Who are you?

Well, like I said,

you don't know me.

Look. Why don't we get

together for dinner,

and, uh...I'll tell you

all about myself.

Look. Derek. I'm-- I'm sure

you're a very nice person.

But I don't

know you at all,

and I don't think

meeting you would be

a very good idea.

So I'm gonna

hang up now, okay?

Goodbye.

[drops phone]

[Robin] Hello?

Hello, Robin?

Can I come right over?

[Robin] What's wrong?

I'll tell you when

I get there.

Just have a strong

drink ready, okay?

Oh, thanks.

What rattled your cage?

You get a facial by mail

or something?

It's this guy.

He keeps calling me.

Following me.

Watching me all the time.

I haven't the foggiest

idea who he is.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h[phone rings]

Excuse me, honey.

Hello?

Uh, this is Derek.

Is Jamie there, please?

Yes, she is.

It's for you.

Who is it?

He says his name

is Derek?

Should I hang up?

Yes.

How would he get

your phone number?

I don't know.

[phone rings]

I won't answer it.

I will.

[phone rings]

What do you want?

To talk.

About what?

[Derek] About us.

Jamie, you've

gotta see me.

Would you please

just leave me alone?

You poor darling.

[phone rings]

Look, bucko. If you don't

leave us alone, I'm calling

the cops. Get my drift?

[Brandon] Robin.

This is Brandon.

Oh, shit.

It's Brandon.

Where are you?

[Brandon]

Waiting for you.

I'll be right there.

[hangs up phone]

Thanks for the drink.

Canteen's open

any time, darlin'.

[rustling]

[warbling bird]

Oh! God, Mrs. Caluso.

You scared me.

Oh, I'm sorry, Jamie.

It's just me and Butch,

lookin' for a place

to poo-poo.

Oh. Well...

[laughs]

\h\h\h\hgood hunting.

Bye.

Come on, good dog.

Come on, good doggie!

Momma's little tiger.

Come on, good boy.

Brandon?

[running water]

\h\h\h\h\h\h\hJamie?

[gasps]

[panting]

No!

[panting]

I'm sorry.

Um...

[crying] I just

thought you...

[Derek] You can't keep

your eyes off me, can you?

Oh, uh, tell Fred

to put these on

the VTR.

I wanna work this into

the sweetheart segment,

as soon as possible.

Okay.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hThanks.

See you later.

Rough day with

the civilians?

Oh, no more so

than usual.

Now tell Miss Rona.

What's the real scoop?

Are you seeing this

Derek person or what?

Yes and no.

Does that mean yes?

No.

Well, which is it?

It's "no"!

I don't even

know this man.

Look, as far

as I can tell,

he picked me up

on television.

He sent me

some flowers.

He bothered me on

the phone a few times.

That's all

there is to it.

Some of the world's

greatest romances

started out

just that way.

Do me a favor.

Take your history lesson,

Put on your bee wings,

and buzz off.

Bzz...

[sets down bag]

Hi.

Who are you?

I'm Derek.

Jamie, listen.

I--

I just came

to apologize.

How did you get in here?

It wasn't hard.

Look, I didn't mean

to scare you last night,

with all the phone calls.

I'm sorry if I

bothered ya.

It's candy.

It's-- Man, it's

just something to

let you know that I won't

be bothering you anymore.

Jamie, I--

Well, I guess I'll let you

get back to work.

Derek.

Thanks for the candy.

Handsome devil,

isn't he?

[elevator bell]

Can you spare a dime

for an old lover?

Hi! I was just

gonna call you.

That man was here.

You mean Derek?

Yeah. He brought

me this.

He came here?

To apologize.

And, uh, to tell me

he won't be bothering

me any more.

Seems to me, if he

wasn't going to

bother you anymore,

he wouldn't have come here

in the first place.

[camera shutter clicks]

Oh, shit.

[engine starts]

[squealing tires]

Hey, there.

[doorbell]

[camera shutter clicks]

Hi, Jamie.

[camera shutter clicks]

What are you doing?

Please. Derek!

Jamie, I just wanna

take your picture.

I don't want you

to take my picture.

I want you to

get out of my house.

Now I mean it! Stop it!

Your eyes are so exciting.

Look. I'm not

kidding around!

Would you

get out of here?

God, you're pretty

when you look at me that way.

Derek! Stop it!

Get out!

Good expression!

Get out of here!

Leave me alone!

Come on! Wet your lips!

Damn you! Get away!

\h\h\h\h\h\hCome on! Let's get--

Stop it!

Will you stop it!

Leave me alone!

Get out of my house!

[Jamie, distant]

I'm warning you!

[cutting engine]

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hGo ahead! Scream!

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hThat's great!

Get out of here!

\h\h\h\h\h\hScream as loud as you can!

I'm warning you!

[slams car door]

Damn you!

Get out of here!

Come on. Scream.

Get away! Stop it!

Scream as loud as you can!

Get off me!

\h\h\h\hCome on, Jamie!

Keep it up! Loud.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h[Derek] Come on. Scream.

[Jamie] Leave me alone!

Scream!

Stop it! Leave me alone!

[jumbled shouting]

Oof!

Get your ass

out of here!

Brandon?

Who in the hell

do you think you are?

Brandon!

Stop it!

Listen to me, slug!

No more candy!

No more phone calls!

No more nothin'!

You understand?

[gasps]

Brandon!

Brandon! Stop it!

Let him go!

[panting]

Next time, I won't stop.

Thank you, Jamie.

I shoulda killed him.

[electric stapler]

[phone rings]

[knocking at door]

Come in.

Hi, Maxie.

Oh, morning,

Jamie, Brandon.

Oh, still rearranging

unimportant papers, I see.

Well, that's

the price you pay

when you become

a paper-pusher.

Now what was so important

that we couldn't discuss it

over the telephone?

Maxie, there's a man

that's been harassing me.

I thought he was

just an admirer,

up until yesterday.

The guy's a nut.

He's been following

her around.

He's been making

phone calls

and giving her

presents.

And yesterday,

he barged

into her house

and chased her around

with a camera.

Well, this lover boy,

do you know him?

Maxie, he's

a total stranger.

Has he threatened

your life, Jamie?

No, not really.

Jamie...Jamie,

you're a public figure.

I mean, the guy's

probably just

an overheated

fan of yours.

Max, we're not talking

about a simple fan.

Now this guy is crazy.

I think Jamie needs

police protection.

Police protection?

We haven't got

anything on this guy.

I mean, I could have

gotten him for trespassing

or something like that.

We're not talking

about trespassing.

This guy is dangerous.

He stormed into Jamie's

house yesterday

and terrorized her.

Max, I was gonna

kill the guy.

Brandon, there's not

a hell of a lot

I can do about it.

I'm sorry.

Look, I know this

is gonna be difficult

for you to understand,

but as far as

the law is concerned,

the guy really hasn't

committed a crime.

Jamie, if he shows up again,

you give me a call.

I'll do what I can.

I am sorry.

Robin, will you just

listen to me for one--

All right, all right,

stay calm.

You could be doing

baby pictures.

Just give me

a minute.

I know exactly

what I'm doing.

[sighs]

All right.

All right,

look, Robin,

this is a very

expensive location,

and I'm not shooting

a Rome ad

or some commercials

for designer jeans;

I am creating art.

Art fart.

Look, Fernando,

I work with the worst

and I work

with the best,

and I'm good

at what I do.

But if you expect me

to climb up there

and straddle

that swing with my ass,

you can

kiss it, honey.

Just kiss it!

Okay, Robin...

Robin, take it easy.

We--we can

talk this over, Rob--

Just, will you

relax and wait--

Robin?

Ro-- I can lower

the swing, Robin.

[clears throat]

Art fart.

Guess that

puts it nicely.

[knocks]

Excuse me,

Robin Dunlap?

Look, if you're one

of those schmuckaroos

from the ad agency,

I'll tell you the same thing

I told "Bonsai" Fernando

out there.

I am not busting

my buns on that swing.

Tinkerbell

I'm not.

Well, I'm not

from the ad agency.

You're not?

No.

You look like you are.

Well, actually,

I'm a friend

of Jamie Douglas.

Oh, yeah?

What's your name?

Derek.

See, there's been

a terrible

misunderstanding

about me.

That's why

I'm here.

I thought maybe

you could help me

to clear

things up.

See, Jamie,

she--

I don't know,

she thinks

I'm some kind

of crack pot

or something,

but I'm not.

She just hasn't

given me a chance yet.

You know, I was

thinking that,

well, if you

could talk her

into having dinner

with me,

look, she'll

change her mind.

She will.

Once she understands

how much I love her.

Okay...

I think it's time

you took a walk, Romeo.

You're afraid of me,

aren't you?

No. I just can't

stand slimy creeps,

so why don't you

just slime your way

out of here, okay?

You'll regret that.

Shit.

[Robin]

You know, honey,

this Romeo of yours

is a heartthrob

run completely amuck.

If he ever got you

into bed with him,

he'd probably

screw you to death.

[Jamie]

Look, Robin, I am trying

to forget about him.

I mean, that's why

we're here.

Ooh, sor-ry.

I guess I better

keep my trap clapped

if that's what

you want.

That is exactly

what I want.

Just clap

your trap.

Oh, look

at those purses.

They are gorgeous.

Probably cost

a fortune.

Jamie Douglas.

I watch you

all the time.

Oh, thank you.

How 'bout me,

soldier?

I'm in commercials.

I avoid commercials.

Did you ladies have

anything special in mind?

Yes, we'd like something

very expensive

to get our minds

off our troubles,

if you know

what I mean.

I usually seek

the advice

from a bottle

when I have

that problem,

but maybe this

is what you want:

a 55-pound

cigarette lighter.

Good Lord!

That's the most

ridiculous thing

I ever seen.

Isn't it?

Sells like hot cakes.

Well, that's not exactly

what we had in mind.

It is expensive;

solid silver,

you know.

Will take your mind

off all your problems.

I don't think so.

All right,

don't go away.

♪ [music box]

This is lovely.

You got one that

plays jazz, honey?

Would you like me

to put that

on your account,

Ms. Douglas?

Oh, it's very pretty,

but I really

don't need it.

Um...

Okay, thank you

very much.

Bye!

Bye.

♪ [music box]

[Man]

What's the price

for it?

[Clerk]

It's very modest.

She'll greatly

appreciate it.

[Man]

Well, it's a gift

for my girlfriend.

May I help you?

[Man]

Okay, I'll take it.

Do you have a box?

No, no, no, no.

Thank you very much.

[Man]

I think she'll like it.

[Man]I'm trying to

find something for

someone very special.

[Man]

We've known

each other for a while.

[Man]

I just wanted

to get her something

that would

mean something.

[yelps]

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hAre you all right?

Yeah.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hOh, good.

Tell me,

is this me?

Definitely you.

[laughs]

It's on sale.

I'm gonna buy it.

[beep]

[Brandon]

Hi, honey.

I'm going down

to the station

to see Dr. Weston.

I'll see you

at home later.

[beep]

[Man]

This is Tony,

Ms. Douglas.

I fixed the pump

on the spa.

I'll come back tomorrow

and clean the pool. Okay?

[beep]

[Derek]

Hi, Jamie.

It's Derek.

The pictures I took of you

are just fantastic.

I can't wait

to show them to you.

Hello, Jamie.

I bought this

for you.

Well, I watched you

admiring it.

♪ [music box]

This can be our song.

You stay away

from me.

You can't seem

to get it

through your head,

but I can't

stand you.

Tell Frank to stand by

five seconds, coming up.

Will somebody get me

a cup of coffee?

Heads or tails?

Heads.

Tails.

You lose.

All right, but what's

your point, Dr. Weston?

Odds were 50/50

you'd win.

And from your description

of this Derek character,

I'd say these

are the same odds

that's he's

a clinical psychotic.

On the other hand,

there's this mental disorder

known as

Clerambault's syndrome,

sometimes humorously

referred to as "erotomania,"

where the victim

is under the illusion

that the love he gives

to someone is returned.

Now, this Derek

is in love with Jamie

and he probably thinks

that she's just as much

in love with him.

She doesn't even

know the man.

That minor detail

doesn't matter.

He is in love

with her.

Come on.

You see, you'd all

be shocked if you knew

just how many lonely

people are out there

with nothing

in their lives

but fantasies to keep

them from despair.

And what better target

for their fantasies

than a beautiful woman,

like Jamie,

who talks to them

every night on television?

See, love from

a distance is safe.

In fact,

love is probably

the noblest

of all emotions

and that gives him

permission

to do just about

anything he wants

to win

her affection.

What? Do you think

he might hurt her?

God forbid

she should reject him.

There's no telling

what he'd do.

Frankly, I think

we've entered

a new age of madness.

That's why you have

a pop psychologist

like me.

[laughs]

Mass media shrink

to solve mass

mental illness.

Just how dangerous

could this guy get?

I don't know.

He probably seems

like the average guy

on the street,

but who knows.

Push the wrong button,

he could kill her.

And then,

all of his friends

would swear

up and down

that he was

the kind of person

who couldn't

harm a flea.

What can we do?

Don't cross him.

♪ [music box]

[shower]

I think I'm gonna

move in with Brandon.

Just for

a little while.

I don't

believe you, Jamie.

You swore you'd

never do that.

You told me that

would be the first step

in letting a man

control your life.

Well, what the hell

do you think

this Derek character

is doing right now?

He's practically

got me dancing

in the palm

of his hand.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\hWell, then,

\h\h\h\h\h\h\hget the control back.

How?

Don't let him drive you

out of your house.

If you let him do that,

he won't stop

until he gets everything

of you that he wants.

Robin, I'm scared

of the man.

Max?

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hNo.

Come on, Max.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hI said "no".

Max, this guy

is dangerous.

You don't

know that.

Look, you have got

to put someone on her.

I'm tellin' ya.

Brandon, I've had

a real slice-o-life day

and I'm tired,

but if you don't let go...

All right, you wanna

make it hard for me,

I'll make it

hard for you.

If you don't

assign someone

to her immediately,

I'll write

a front-page

yellow sheet

on your department

that will wipe out

every member

of your force

above the rank

of trainee traffic cop.

You probably

can't even spell

"trainee

traffic cop."

Max, I'm scared

for her.

Don't you think

I'm just as concerned

about Jamie

as you are?

Believe me,

if there was something

I could do,

I would.

But I can't.

There's no way

you can stop

these kind of people.

They're crawling

all over

the Goddamn place.

Even if I put

Lover Boy in jail,

the minute he got out,

he'd start all over again.

Come on, Max, isn't there

something I can do?

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hYes.

What?

Get a gun.

You want me

to kill him,

don't you?

I didn't say that.

I'm a cop;

I can't say that.

I just said,

"Get a gun."

Take my advice,

Jamie.

Don't put up

with this creep.

Turn it around on him

and you'll see.

He'll hang dog tail

and snake

right out of your life

as fast as he slid in.

I'm not gonna

become like him.

That's very noble.

And very stupid.

He's not

gonna disappear

just because

you want him to.

You have to

do something.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hLike what?

What am I

supposed to do?

Take karate?

Pack a gun?

Become some kind

of street thug?

I can't do that.

Even if I could,

I wouldn't.

I'm not

a violent person.

You might have to

become one, darlin'.

Come on.

[sighs]

♪ [music box]

[laughs]

Oh, no.

[running bath]

[giggles]

[Jamie giggles]

[bathtub]

[breathing heavily]

[phone rings]

Hello?

Jamie.

[screaming]

No!

Whoa!

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hOh!

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hBrandon.

What's the matter?

It's--

He's here again.

Derek?

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hDown the stairs

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hin the bedroom.

That son of a bitch!

[panting]

[laughing]

♪ [music box]

[knocking at door]

Hi.

Oh, I'm sorry to come by

unannounced like this,

but you left this

at the studio

and I thought

you might need it.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, don't worry;

I didn't look at it.

I know how protective

you are about your work.

Insecure, Julie.

What?

Well, it's not

that I'm protective

about my work, it's that

I'm insecure about it.

I wanna make sure it's good

before anybody sees it.

Well, I--I appreciate you

coming all the way up here.

Well, that's not

why I came.

I came to talk to you.

Well?

Well, I came

to tell you--

I wish I could just--

What?

I must seem

really silly

just coming up here

like this.

Look, Julie, I think

you're a very sweet girl.

And, you know,

sometimes I really wish

things were different.

What do you mean?

Well, I hadn't planned

on telling anybody yet,

but I--

I'm engaged

to be married.

Pump...

Point...

[click]

Pull the trigger.

Brandon, I'm not

gonna be reduced

to a common

vigilante.

You might wanna

change that policy

unless you want this jerk

to maybe kill you.

Look, he may succeed

in frightening me,

but I'm not gonna be

reduced to his level.

I'm too strong

for that.

Strong don't mean

jack shit

when you're

dealing with crazy.

[phone ringing]

I'll get it.

No, I'll get it.

I'm not gonna

let him make me afraid

to use my own phone.

Hello?

[Derek]

That friend of yours

is there, isn't he?

That reporter?

I know all

about him, Jamie.

Now, he can't

keep us apart.

I won't let him.

All right,

who is this?

I was talking

to the lady.

Well, you're talking

to me now.

Look, friend,

what is it you want?

I'm not your friend.

I'm Jamie's friend.

[Brandon]

You realize you've been

reported to the police?

I thought you're

supposed to be

a hot-shot reporter

and have

all the facts,

but you don't

know anything.

You don't know me.

You don't know

where I live.

You don't know

anything about me.

Listen, you wimpy

little bastard,

you leave Jamie alone,

do you hear me?

I love Jamie.

I love Jamie...

and she loves me.

It's that simple.

[dial tone]

I'm gonna kill him.

Brandon, look what

he's doing to us.

You're talking

about murder.

We're not murderers.

♪ [music box]

[sizzling]

You look like shit.

I feel like shit.

Hi. How 'bout

some coffee?

Yes, please.

Mm, I see you

bought yourself a gun.

Yeah.

And if Lover Boy ever

so much as shows his face,

I'm gonna blow

his pecker off.

Well, I hope your aim

is real good,

because you'd lose

all your charm

if he blew yours

off instead.

I'm talking about

taking the law

into my own hands

and you sit there

and give me

a smartass remark?

Brandon, don't get

your Phi Beta Cappa

gander up.

I did you

a big favor.

Oh, yeah?

What?

Well, there's this ex-con.

You see, I got him

on a parole violation.

I keep him out of jail

and he keeps his eye on Jamie,

maybe finds out

about Lover Boy

in the process.

An ex-con?

That's the best

I could do.

That's great.

First I get stuck

with some reject

from the Don Juan

school of romance,

now you throw in

an ex-con.

Thanks, Max.

Well, what do you

want from me

for Christ's sakes?

Protection.

Simple protection.

Is that too much

to ask for?

Maybe I'm wrong,

but I always thought

that was your job,

to serve and protect.

To serve

and protect?

Well, here,

I served you.

And now

I'll protect you.

Go ahead, eat.

[Max]

Eat!

[Brandon]

I'm not hungry.

You see,

I'm a by-the-numbers cop.

I do my job

as best I can.

I used to think that

counted for something.

Now I'm beginning

to think it doesn't.

Put that thing away,

will ya?

Law and order

depends on people

playing by the rules.

But somewhere

along the way,

a bunch of people

figure out

they're not gonna play

the game anymore,

much less by the rules.

And as a result,

this country's

in the grips

of a crime wave

unlike anything

it's ever seen.

Crime in the streets

is the new

national characteristic.

And you know what?

There's nothing

to turn to.

Not the courts

or the law-makers.

Not church, not punishment

or rehabilitation

or the jails

or treatment.

Not the politicians,

not Daddy, not Mommy,

not even God Almighty

himself.

And when everybody else

has failed,

society turns

to one guy: the cop.

They expect him

to have all the answers.

Well, I've run

out of answers, Brandon.

And what can I do

about that harmless

lover boy of yours

when I can't do anything

about the rapists,

the thieves,

your everyday

mass murderers?

Now why don't you

just leave me alone?

I just wanna eat my eggs

like everybody else.

Okay.

This is Jamie Douglas

at the Baldwin Hills Cemetery,

where this morning

the body of another young woman

was found

by two caretakers.

At this point

in the police investigation,

homicide detectives

are speculating

that this is yet

another in a series

of the so-called

"Sweetheart Murders".

As in the first six cases,

the victim was found--

This is terrific

stuff, Jamie.

Ought to have 'em

squirming in their seats.

How can you

say that?

I think

it's horrible.

Yeah.

But it's great

for the ratings.

Look at these people.

[laughs]

They look like extras

from Night of the Living Dead.

Bobby.

At this stage

in police investigation,

homicide detectives

are speculating

that this is the last

in a series of murders,

which has come

to be known

as the calling card

of the Sweetheart Killer--

Wait a minute.

Stop.

Go back.

Right there.

Stop.

Now, go forward.

Sweetheart Killer.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hStop.

Can you

slow-mo it back?

What is it, Jamie?

Right there.

That's Derek.

What's he

trying to do?

Maybe he's

the Sweetheart Killer.

Jamie.

Jamie, I didn't

mean that.

Listen, it was a stupid

thing for me to say.

I'm sorry.

Now, if that man

in the cemetery was Derek,

and it probably wasn't,

then he was only there

to see you.

That's all.

Now get a hold

of yourself.

We go on the air soon.

You've got nothing

to worry about,

believe me.

[indistinct chatter,

office equipment]

[Man]

Things were damaged

beyond repair.

The total damage

in the San Jose area

is estimated to be

in excess of $1.5 million.

Mayor Kobie said

that the city

will also apply

for state aid.

Arson investigators

are looking into the cause

of a fire that destroyed

a manufacturing company

in east Los Angles today.

The fire broke out

around 3 a.m. this morning.

It apparently started

in a furniture plant

and spread quickly throughout

the entire building.

The damage was estimated

at $2.6 million.

Although, in spite of the size

and intensity of the fire,

there were no injuries.

At this time,

the cause of the blaze

is under investigation.

Come on,

come on.

Well, what are they

gonna do?

Start without ya?

I don't know.

They might.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hThere.

Thank you.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hMm-hmm.

Up to One.

Hold.

Stand by on Two.

That's all

for the 5:00 shift.

Stay tuned for Jamie Douglas

and the 6:00 report.

Good night, everyone.

♪ [news theme]

Okay, gang,

we're running behind.

6:00 team up.

Let's go.

[indistinct chatter]

You're on

Camera One, Jamie.

Oh, thanks.

Hi.

It's a last-minute

addition.

Who's the new runner?

I don't know,

but he sure is cute.

Zoom in tighter,

Camera Two.

Dolly a little right.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hStand by, Jamie.

Give me a two-shot.

\h\h\h\hStand by, Cam One, on Jamie.

Stand by, Camera Two.

Ready audio theme music.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hMark.

Teleprompters, key.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hStand by, keys.

Stand by.

[Woman]

They attract the best.

They've got the best

total employment package.

Up on Cam One.

Five...four...three...

two...

one...go.

♪ [show theme]

"Good evening.

I'm Jamie Douglas,

"and this is

the six o'clock news.

"In the news tonight

is the report

"of another jet airliner

hijacked to Cuba.

"Also standing by

with a live minicam report

"is KXLA reporter

John Leefley

"at the site

of a westside supermarket

"where a gunman is holding

at least three people hostage.

"And later in tonight's news,

I'll have the first

"in a series of special reports

"on the Sweetheart Killer Case

"that has plaguing Los Angeles

for the past three months.

Jamie, I'm watching you--"

It's him.

Derek.

He's watching me.

What's goin' on?

He watches me

all the time.

Go to commercial.

[gasps]

Please.

The police won't help.

Nobody will help.

He's gonna kill me.

Please.

He's gonna kill me.

Please help me.

That's it.

Get her off.

I'm sorry.

[sniffles]

I'm sorry.

Oh, uh...uh,

get Tony up there.

Have, uh, uh...be ready

for the sports right now.

Oh, Jamie,

it's okay, it's okay.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h[sobbing]

Come on. Come on.

It's all right.

You're gonna be

all right. Come on.

[Announcer]

Timex takes sports...

to make a watch

beyond time

as we know it.

I need you

to get me Brandon.

Get on the phone and

see if you can find him.

It's okay. It's okay.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hPlease.

It's all right.

[indistinct chatter]

Come on, have another sip.

It'll do you good.

I can't stop shaking.

I talked to the Chief

of Security at the station.

I've put a phone call

in to Max.

They're both

working on it.

There's nothing

we can do right now.

Forget about him.

I'm trying.

The water should be

nice and warm now.

Come on. It'll

do us both good.

[water bubbling]

Now...this'll

relax you.

Come on,

put your feet in.

I'll be right back.

Brandon, don't

leave me. Please.

I'm just going to get us

something to eat.

It's okay.

Mmm. Be right back.

[telephone rings]

Hello.

You got a pencil

and paper?

Max?

Derek Sanford.

What?

Lover boy.

That's his name.

Derek Sanford.

[Jacuzzi bubbling]

Hang on. Let me

get that down.

Derek Sanford.

555...

8043?

Right.

What am I supposed

to do now, Max?

Go out and shoot him?

No. I'm gonna

pay lover boy

a little social call.

When he finds out

that I'm onto him,

I don't think

he'll be giving Jamie

any more

of that bullshit.

That was Max

on the phone.

I think we've heard the last

from our friend Derek.

What do you mean?

Well, Max has found out

who he is, where he lives,

and he'll be paying him

a personal visit.

That takes care

of that.

Brandon,

just hold me.

I'm so scared.

Jamie, it's over, honey.

It's been

taken care of.

You're all I have

left in the world.

Please don't ever

leave me. Please.

I won't.

[leaves rustling]

Mmm...

[exhales

passionately]

Mmm...

[exhales

passionately]

Ohhh...

[breathing

passionately]

Baby...

Ohh...ohh...

Ohhh...

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h[breathing passionately]

Ohhh...

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hPlease...

Ohhh...

Ohh!

Ohh...

[moaning

passionately]

Mmm...

Brandon.

[screams]

[moaning fearfully]

[sobs, gasps]

[telephone rings]

Operator.

Give me the police.

Is this an emergency?

Yes.

I'll connect you.

[ring]

This is a recording.

You have reached

the Police Department

emergency number.

All our stations

are busy at the moment.

Please do not hang up.

Your call will be answered

as soon as possible.

This is a recording.

You have reached

the Police Department

emergency number.

All our stations

are busy at the moment.

Please do not hang up.

Your call will be answered

as soon as possible.

This is a recording.

You have--

[telephone rings]

[hinges creaking]

[telephone ringing]

[uncertain]

Hello.

Derek.

Derek?

I need you.

Please come back.

[dial tone]

[hangs up]

Jamie?

Jamie.

Jamie, I'm here.

[loud clacking]

No.

[cocks shotgun]

[trigger clicks]

[telephone rings]

[quietly]

Hello?

You left

so quickly.

What's the matter?

Don't you love me anymore?

[breathing hard]

Jamie, I don't understand.

Derek, this is just

part of the courtship.

[breathing hard]

Jamie, don't

do this to me.

This is what

you wanted.

You did everything

you could to win me.

Well, now

I'm all yours.

And you're all mine.

[breathing hard]

Why are you doing this?

Because even

if they locked you up,

they'd only let you

out again.

So now you've got

just what you wanted.

This is just

between us now.

[Derek breathes

uneasily]

Just you and me.

[slams phone down]

[crashing]

[breathes hard]

Ohh!

Uhh!

[breathing hard]

[telephone rings]

Jamie?

It's Robin.

Jamie.

Jamie?

Hello?

Are you all right?

Jamie!

What is go--

[breathing uneasily]

[knocking]

Who is it?

It's Julie.

Derek, I've gotta

talk to you.

Just a minute.

Derek.

I thought

I'd better warn you.

A police detective

came by the studio today,

and he was

asking about you.

You don't

have to explain.

I know all about you

and Jamie Douglas.

I know

what you've been doing.

I don't know

what you mean, Julie.

Derek, I just want

to help you!

I don't want your help!

[knocking]

You Derek Sanford?

Yes.

I'm Captain Maxwell,

police.

Tell you what, Derek.

You invite me in, and

I'll, uh, share

a little secret with you.

What do you want?

Now, you stop pestering

Jamie Douglas...

and I'll see what I can do

to keep you out of jail.

I don't know what you're

talkin' about, mister.

Yes, you do.

Derek.

You're makin' a goddamn fool

of yourself. You know that?

You don't want people

laughing at you, do you?

Now, why don't you

give it some thought?

Don't.

Let me, uh...

please!

Don't touch me!

Please let me

help you!

I don't want

your help!

I don't need your help.

I just want you

to leave me alone.

Derek. Don't you realize

I love you?

I thought

we could--

We could what?

Please.

I said don't touch me.

Don't you understand

what you're doing?!

She doesn't love you!

You're a liar!

Just get outta here.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h[sobs]

What do you know about

Jamie?! Get outta here!

Go on!

[sobbing]

[telephone rings]

I'm not at home.

Aah!

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hHere.

Is this what

you're lookin' for?

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hHuh? Is this

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hwhat you want?

Unh!

Whoo!

Ooh! Whoo!

Ooh!

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h[chokes]

Unh!

[gasping]

Now, what's the matter?

Aren't you glad to see me?

Huh?

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h[gasps]

So, why don't you

just lay back

and make it easy

for both of us.

[spits]

You bastard.

[breathes hard]

Ooh!

Oomp!

Ow!

Uhh!

Ohh! Uhh!

Jamie!

Goddamn it!

Uhh!

Whooh!

Uhh! Aah!

Aah!

Uhh! Uhh!

Unhh! Unhh!

[breathing rapidly]

Uhh...

Jamie, I love you.

[breathes emotionally]

I don't want

to hurt you.

[breathing

emotionally]

I want to make

you happy.

[gasping]

You're mine now.

[breathing rapidly]

Uhh!

[breathing hard]

[whispering]

You're mine now.

[breathing hard]

[Jamie breathes hard]

[Jamie moans]

Oh, no.

No.

Please don't.

Please.

No!

[sobbing]

Oh, please.

Wait. Please.

Please. Please wait.

Please wait.

[Jamie breathes hard]

No.

Don't.

Don't wait.

Don't.

Don't wait.

Give it to me.

I want it.

Give it.

This is what you wanted,

isn't it?

[breathing passionately]

Come on.

What are

you waiting for?

Wait. Don't.

Jamie, what are

you doing? Stop.

Jamie, don't.

This is what you wanted,

Derek. Give it to me.

What the fuck?

Come on.

I wanna feel it.

Don't!

This is what

you wanted.

All right, then

give it to me.

Sweetheart,

this is it.

Jamie, don't.

Stop it!

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hLie back.

Jamie!

Derek,

don't fight me.

This is what

it was all about.

You're okay.

You've got it.

Come on, fuck me.

Come on.

Do it.

Fuck me.

I can't.

[sobs] I can't.

[sobs] I'm sorry.

I didn't want it

to be this way.

You little

son of a bitch.

I oughta kill you.

You're not a man.

Uhh!

Unhh...

[breathing hard]

Derek!

[whimpering]

[breathing rapidly]

No!

Hunnhh!

Aah! [sobs]

[sobbing]

[inhales, exhales slowly]

[pants]

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The Seduction (1982) - full transcript