Witchcraft IX: Bitter Flesh (1997) - full transcript
Will Spanner, parted from his body, finds a hooker who can hear him; meanwhile Detectives Lutz and Garner investigate a string of murders seemingly tied to ancient Egypt.
[theme music playing]
[music playing]
[traffic noises]
[indistinct conversation]
[door squeaking]
[screaming]
GIRL: Will, Will.
Will.
Will.
Will.
[wind howling]
[fire crackling]
[screaming]
[hissing]
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[fire crackling]
[screaming]
[growling]
[growling]
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[thudding]
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[growling]
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[fire crackling]
[screaming]
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[snapping]
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[fire crackling]
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[fire crackling]
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[sirens]
[sighing]
Who was he?
MAN: Just a scumbag.
He worked security for the
shit heads who ran this place.
Two bullets to the head.
I'd say that shit head got
what was coming to him.
Hey, can, can, can
any of you guys see me?
I thought there was supposed
to be two bodies here.
I don't know.
You know, these people seem
pretty drunk around here.
Maybe they're seeing double.
Let's check out the
rest of this place.
Hey, wait.
Can any of you hear me?
Hello?
Brenda, have you seen Will?
He didn't come home last
night and I didn't call.
Keli.
No, that's not like him.
He would have called.
No, he wasn't mad or anything.
I'm really worried.
[birds chirping]
Oh, if he's fucking around on
me, believe me, I'll kill him.
All right, if you hear anything,
let me know, all right?
All right.
Bye.
[birds chirping]
[music playing]
You looking for a date, honey?
MAN: Depends, what
are the damages?
$100 an hour.
MAN: For what?
Anything?
No barnyard animals, OK?
I'm not into that shit.
Anything else is cool.
What do you say, huh?
MAN: Hop in.
All right.
HOOKER: That doesn't
include the room, of course.
MAN: I got the room.
HOOKER: Where?
MAN: A little place
called The Lacey.
You ever been there?
HOOKER: Yeah, plenty of times.
[music playing]
Thanks.
No problem.
What did you stop
the elevator for?
For this.
Well, don't you want to
go back up to your room?
Fuck the room.
I want to do it right
here, right now.
Is that OK with you?
You're the boss.
At least for the
next 58 minutes.
[music playing]
[zipper unzipping]
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[sirens]
WOMAN (ON POLICE RADIO):
All units respond.
Report of homicide at 269 Indmay
Uckfay Boulevard, cross street
Haggard.
Detectives Lutz
and Garner respond.
Homicide is confirmed.
I repeat, homicide is confirmed.
[music playing]
[panting]
[moaning]
[music playing]
[moaning]
[music playing]
We called you guys right away.
No one's touched
a fucking thing.
Jesus fucking Christ.
Who found her?
Found her 15, 20 minutes ago.
Got a 911 call
from her landlady.
Said she hadn't seen
her in a couple days
and was worried about her.
Came down here to investigate.
You're a rookie?
Yes, Lieutenant.
Graduated from the
Academy in May.
Welcome aboard.
[inaudible]
[sighing]
[ding]
MAN: Thank god.
WOMAN: I thought it was
never going to come.
[music playing]
Garner, look.
What?
Who the fuck?
Her heart's been cut out.
Her body's been
drained of blood.
Christ all mighty.
Get forensics down here.
I can't take this shit.
I swear this has got to
be the slowest elevator.
Isn't it?
Anybody getting off at six?
We are.
[ding]
Secure this place till
forensics gets here.
Yes sir.
Sir.
Have you ever seen
anything like that?
Not even close.
Not even close.
[sirens]
[music playing]
Champagne's over there.
[glasses clinking]
[pop]
[music playing]
Not a very pretty
picture, is it?
No shit.
[sirens]
[music playing]
Well, you've only
paid for an hour
and uh, you've already
used up about 25 minutes.
So I suggest, unless you're
looking for another slam bammer
like the one in the
elevator, you put
a little money down up front.
Well, time is money.
So they say.
Yeah.
At these rates, you must
be making a killing.
It beats the hell out
of being a secretary.
Mhm.
Well, for the next two hours,
I'm the Chairman of the Board.
Now I'd like to see a little
return on my investment.
I bet you were a little
slut as a secretary.
Hm.
I was as slutty as a little
slut secretary could be.
Uh huh.
Uh huh.
I bet you fucked all
your bosses too, right?
Yup, I fucked them all.
And sucked their cocks
under their big oak desk
while they talked
to their wives.
And then they'd take me to
some sleazy cheap motel,
and I fucked them
till way past the time
they were supposed to be home.
Don't fucking tease me.
Oh, why?
You know you like it.
Why don't you get down
here and suck my cock?
That I like.
[sighing]
First I think you ought to
lick my little red fruit.
[spitting]
Fuck you.
Those are the rules.
I'm the boss and
I make the rules.
Uh oh.
Now get down there and
clean up that mess you made.
No, on your knees.
Like this?
Crawl.
[music playing]
[panting]
[moaning]
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[moaning]
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[panting]
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[moaning]
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[moaning]
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No, no.
Look, come on, Jack.
Look, I'm tired.
Look, I've already done
20 guys tonight, OK?
Give me a break.
[sighing]
All right, fine.
Look, tell the son
of a bitch to meet
me in the lobby in 20 minutes.
OK?
Fine.
Look, I've had a long day.
That's it, I'm calling
it a day after that.
Fine.
Bye.
[music playing]
I want to do it somewhere
where I've never done it before.
So how about one of the
dryers down at the laundromat?
Mm?
No, I can't spin
around like that.
I used to get sick on rides
like that at the fair.
Well, how about up on the roof?
Ever done it on a roof before?
Huh?
No, that sounds pretty wild,
but someone might see us.
Mm, well, so what?
Look, as long as we get
off before the cops come--
Oh.
It will be all right.
[laughter]
So what do you say?
What the fuck, why not?
[inaudible]
Oh, ow.
[laughter]
Wait a minute.
Maybe this isn't such
a good idea after all.
I mean, I have a wife
and kids at home.
What if we get caught?
Oh, don't be such a
chicken shit, all right?
It's going to be
better than any ride
you've had at the county fair.
[laughter]
So sexy.
[moaning]
[distant traffic noise]
[laughter]
Oh, yeah.
Oh jeez, if Marge saw
me here right now, oh--
I bet Marge doesn't
look like this.
Oh no.
[laughter]
Well, I mean, she has
tits and all but they
don't look anything like this.
[laughter]
What the fuck is going on?
Oh shit, you're a
police decoy, right?
Oh Christ, I saw this on "Cops".
Pretty policewoman like
you dressed up as a hooker,
ready to pounce on guys like me.
You'll parade me around
like some common criminal.
Oh, keep dreaming,
pal, all right?
OK?
I'm a goddamn street walker.
A hooker, a prostitute,
woman of the night,
a real ho of a bitch.
OK?
Well, I want my money back.
Too bad.
There's no refund policy here.
Come on.
I haven't even had my full hour.
[scoffs]
Sorry, pal.
Just, just give me 50, please?
[scoffs] All right,
fine, fine, fine.
Go buy Marge a vibrator.
She's going to
need one with you.
OK, pal?
See ya.
You can hear me.
I can hear you,
but where are you?
I'm over here, over
here by the skylight.
[rain and thunder]
OK, I'm here.
Where are you?
I'm right here.
[scoffs]
Look, who are you?
My name's Will Spanner.
Oh, you're shitting me, right?
Well, I know, you're,
you're one of those
will police decoys hidden up
here somewhere on the roof.
No, I'm not a cop.
Trust me.
-Look, right.
OK.
Look, if you're going to bust
me, I suggest you do it now.
But uh, you saw for
yourself, I didn't
do anything with that guy.
It's not going to stick.
I told you, I'm not a cop.
Look, that's it.
OK?
I know how you guys work, what?
You're, you're maybe, what?
Hidden maybe down the
street in a van somewhere,
parked down the street.
I know how it goes.
Look, if I was a
cop, I would have
busted you a long time ago.
Look, I don't know
who the fuck you are,
but it's been a shitty day,
it's almost one in the morning,
and if you're going to arrest
me, I suggest you do it now.
Otherwise, I'm out of here.
Listen to me, you're the
only one who can help me.
That's it.
I'm going home.
See ya.
[rain and thunder]
Bye.
Leave me alone, you freak.
[ding]
Look, I've been walking
around this city all day
and nobody can seem to see me.
Leave me alone.
[rain pattering]
Please, you can hear me.
Doesn't that mean
anything to you?
Yeah, but I can't see you.
Yeah, but you can hear me.
[music playing]
[music playing]
Hello?
Look, I need to talk to you.
You have to help me.
Huh-- you scared
the shit out of me.
Look, I'm sorry for
barging in here like this,
but I need your help.
How, how did you get in?
Look, there are doors.
What?
Did you just float in
there or something?
I'm not going to hurt you,
I just need to talk to you.
You're really starting
to weird me out.
I mean, you're not like some
weird freak or anything,
are you?
No.
Please, you gotta help me.
[laughter]
You know, it's all, it's all
starting to make sense now.
Huh?
It is?
Yeah.
My friend Wendy said
something like this
was going to happen to me.
Who's Wendy?
She's my girlfriend.
Anyway, she, she does
uh, charts and readings.
Anyway, she said, she said
that my planet was moving
into like a strange
orbit and that I
would meet someone like you.
You're kidding me?
No.
No, I'm serious.
It makes perfect sense now.
I was in a bad accident
awhile ago up on Mulholland.
I was on the back of
my boyfriend's Harley
and-- and anyway, I was in
a coma for a couple days.
Some pretty scary shit.
What happened?
I recovered.
But I don't know
how to explain it.
Since then I've had these
like, special powers.
Special powers?
Yeah, I know it sounds
weird, but it's, it's like I
can predict things, you know?
I know they're going to
happen before they do.
Like, like a couple months
ago, some friends of mine,
they got in a car accident
and the night before,
I had a dream about it.
Where does Wendy
fit into all this?
Well, she said that
my astrological chart
was moving into a time where
I'd have greater powers.
And that I'd, I'd be
able to communicate
with someone from a past
life or another world,
someone like you.
It's amazing.
So let me get this
straight, no one can see you?
Yeah.
And I'm the only one
that can hear you?
I don't know what to do.
I've lost, I've lost my job,
I've lost my girlfriend.
Everything.
Well, what happened?
You don't want to know.
No, no, look, I do.
I think I can help.
I don't remember everything.
Um--
Just tell me what happened.
I remember this fight.
I remember my girlfriend crying.
And I guess somebody killed me.
What, like a robbery?
Yeah, maybe.
I've lost everything and
I, I don't know what to do.
Look, I can help.
No one can help.
No, no, look, I can help.
Look, first of all we need
to find your girlfriend.
We need to tell her
what happened to you.
OK?
What good is that?
Look, listen to me, OK?
I, I, I don't know
how to explain it,
but I have this feeling.
And it's a good feeling, and
I, I know I can help you.
But you have to follow me, OK?
And first off, we've got
to find your girlfriend.
All right, all right.
I'll follow you.
So we have a deal then?
Yeah.
By the way, my name's Sheila.
I'm Will.
So you can see right now.
Right.
And you saw me back in
the elevator, when I f--
Yeah.
Look, you're not into
any kinky shit are you?
Because if you are, I'm, I'm
not going to help you with this.
No, believe me, that's not
my main interest right now.
[music playing]
Look, I don't know about you
but I've had a really shitty
day and I could use a drink.
Talk about bad days.
I died today.
Can't get much worse than that.
So if you don't mind
me asking you, Will,
how is it being dead?
Well, to tell you
the truth, it sucks.
Yeah, well, life sucks
a big one too some times.
I know, Sheila.
But believe me, it sucks a
lot worse when you're dead.
You really love your
girlfriend, don't you?
Yeah.
Yeah.
I like that in a man.
You know, most men,
they don't know
how to treat women anymore.
Just assholes.
First chance they get, they're
off fucking their secretary.
And believe me, I know.
I've been the secretary.
You know, I guess it just
takes being a hooker to get
the right perspective of men.
And let me tell you,
well no offense,
but most men are pigs,
plain and simple.
Not all men are pigs I
guess you have a [inaudible]
view of things, being a hooker.
What were you when
you were alive?
Teacher?
[laughter]
No, I was a lawyer.
Oh, a lawyer.
Oh, this has got to be
my karma for all the,
all the bad lawyer jokes I told.
[laughter]
Look, no offense, Will, but
I need to get some shut eye
and it's, it's going to be a
little difficult with a ghost
hanging around my apartment.
I, I understand, Sheila.
Look, I'll just go
find some vacant house
to haunt for the night.
See you in the morning?
OK.
See ya.
[music playing]
Good night.
Man, I gotta quit
drinking so much.
[music playing]
Jack, what are you doing here?
Come on down here.
You're high again, aren't you?
Little Jack is tired and broke.
Uh huh, a good night, huh?
You got room for me, Shi Shi?
Oh yeah.
I'm not in the mood, Jack.
I don't give a damn about that.
Now, come on, baby.
[whimpering]
Stop it now, come
on, baby, that a girl.
You got it now.
Baby, come on, baby.
Stop.
Atta girl, atta girl.
That's it, baby.
Leave me alone.
Baby.
[whimpering]
Atta girl, that's my girl.
Who wants it now?
Come on, baby.
Stay right there.
OK, baby.
Right there.
Come on, baby.
Get it now.
No.
[whimpering]
[grunting]
[crying]
[grunting]
[whimpering]
[grunting]
[panting]
Jack [inaudible]
[crying]
[music playing]
[crying]
[music playing]
[crying]
[music playing]
It's going to be OK.
[inaudible]
Sh, stop crying.
I can't.
I hate this.
I hate my life, I
hate everything.
I'm just a stupid whore.
Don't talk like that.
I thought you were
supposed to be gone.
I did, but I-- I
sensed something
was wrong so I came back.
[sighing]
You sure you weren't
just watching us fuck?
[scoffs]
No, I wasn't watching you.
And I'm supposed
to believe a lawyer?
A dead one at that?
Why am I going to lie to you?
Maybe I should just come
back, like we agreed on.
Tomorrow morning.
Will, wait.
Will, are you still there?
Will?
I'm still here.
Look, um, if don't
mind, I'd kind of like it
if you, you stayed the night.
OK.
If your boyfriend shows
up, I'll have to scare
the holy shit out of him.
He's not my boyfriend.
He's my pimp.
Even more the reason.
Go to sleep, Sheila.
Be thankful for something,
that you're still living.
[music playing]
[footsteps approaching]
Her name was Diane
Shaw, just turned 27.
Aspiring actress
who worked in rock
videos, commercials and
shitty movies to pay the rent.
Who found her?
A janitor.
I know it doesn't look
it, but they actually
clean this place sometimes.
This way.
Oh, god, it's freezing.
They used to
store meat in here,
so the janitor said
they still keep it cold.
Something about it's too
expensive to change the system.
Shit.
I don't know what
to make of this.
It's just like the other one.
Yeah, it is.
Same thing you see on the
back of a dollar bill.
Maybe this guy's got
a beef for the IRS?
Or maybe he's just
a fucking weirdo.
[music playing]
[background chatter]
What the Egyptians brought
to the Hellenic world,
besides, of course, the
latest and most sophisticated
advances in weaponry
was mathematics,
calculus and astronomy.
In a word, culture.
The Egyptians, they
brought new life to a world
that was fast decaying.
They reinvigorated the lives of
the Greeks and the Phoenicians.
OK, that's it for today.
I want you to read
the next chapter
and I will see you
all on Wednesday.
[background chatter]
Professor Shannon?
Yes?
I'm Detective Lutz and
this is Detective Garner.
How are you?
Nice to meet you.
Thank you for taking
the time to see us today.
Great.
Why don't we talk in my office?
OK.
Now how is it that you
think a little professor
of Egyptian paleontology
can help you?
We're investigating
a series of murders.
I don't know what
to make of all this.
These, they're rather graphic.
My god.
I'm sorry.
No, no.
I'm OK.
The first woman was murdered
on Monday night, the other one
last night.
It may not be
anything, but I thought
you might know what these mean.
Now, they were on the
necks of both victims.
Interesting.
May I keep these?
Please.
The drawings on the wall,
the heart's cut out,
the strange markings
on the victim's necks,
we don't know what we
got here, Professor.
It's all very disturbing.
We may be dealing with
some psychopath on the loose
committing ritualistic murders.
Or, maybe the case of a
disgruntled medical student,
a goddamn butcher, or just
some freak who gets his rocks
off slicing up women's hearts.
I know it's a long shot,
but anything you can
help us with we'd appreciate.
I'll look these over.
Thanks.
Keli is not going to be
able to see or hear me,
so I'm going to tell you
what to say to her, OK?
Look, Will, she's not going to
believe me, for Christ's sakes.
No, she'll believe you.
Trust me on this.
Now, tell her, um,
tell her I'm OK.
I'm, I'm not in my
body, but I'm OK.
OK, look, look Will, I, I
don't want to tell you this
but look, I've, I've had
this vision since I was
in that accident a while back.
And last night I saw
Keli's face in it.
I, I, I think she's in danger.
I--
WILL: Tell me, tell me
more about this dream.
Look, I, I don't know.
I don't what to tell you.
I, I just, I see Keli and she's
in a very dark place with a lot
of candles and
there's a man there,
but he's wearing a hood
so I can't see his face.
Tell Keli about the dream.
She'll know what to do.
OK, I'll tell her.
Jesus Christ, how
much farther is this?
My feet are starting to hurt.
Well, we're right over here.
Phew.
Good.
OK.
So this is your place, huh?
Well, it used to be.
Nice.
[door squeaks]
[explosion]
[gasps]
[knocking]
[explosion]
[whimpering]
Shit.
[door slams]
[door rattles]
Keli?
Keli?
Keli?
Keli?
Keli?
Is anybody here?
[music playing]
Keli?
Keli?
Keli?
Keli?
Crap.
[banging]
Keli, stop.
I'm here, I'm still alive.
Oh, baby.
[growling]
[moaning]
[panting]
[moaning]
[music playing]
MAN: Oh great, Kofu, Master
of Evil, Descendant of Satan,
rise from a rock.
Ally of the eternal sun.
Together we shall usher
in a new reign of darkness
and death, hatred and fear.
[moaning]
MAN: Oh Great Kofu,
I beseech you.
Accept these gifts from
your humble servant.
Two hearts that I have plucked
for you from the young.
Let this bitter flesh
revive your lust
and hatred of all things human.
[music playing]
[traffic noise]
You got something
for us, professor?
I've discovered the writings
on the victim's neck.
What do they say?
I don't know,
but what I do know
is that it's written
in hieroglyphics.
What?
Hieroglyphics, it's the
earliest form of writing.
The Egyptians used it.
You see, they used pictures
and symbols to represent words.
There were no letters.
There were over 50 different
forms of hieroglyphics.
There's really no way to
decipher or translate them.
I mean, at best we can translate
maybe eight or nine versions,
but I don't know if we
can translate this one.
Well, what about these women
with their hearts cut out?
Doesn't that mean
anything to you?
You're the experts on that.
You tell me.
We've hit a brick wall.
Look, this could be anything.
I mean, this could be
some sexual perversion,
this could be a
violent psychopath.
I mean, for god's
sakes, for all we know,
it could be some poor slob that
flunked out of medical school.
[sighs]
What makes this
different is the writings.
I mean, Jeffrey Dahmer
cut out the heart,
but he didn't leave
these inscriptions.
What are you driving at?
Go back to 1,500 BC.
That's the first
recorded time in history
where the Egyptians started
building tombs and burying
their kings and Pharaohs.
Yeah?
There was an elite class
that quickly grew up
to service these pharaohs, and
they were trained to embalm
and then bury the kings.
And they made a lot of money and
they amassed considerable power
in a short amount of time.
You trying to make
a connection here?
PROFESSOR: I don't
know detective,
but something tells me that
there might be a connection.
Go on,
PROFESSOR: So these men would
remove all the vital organs
from the Pharaohs.
They believed that this would
preserve the bodies longer.
1,000 years later, we
realize that this is true.
And you think--
PROFESSOR: Wait, let me finish.
These men would go on
with their business
and they taught these
skills to their sons,
and as each up grew in
their power and influence,
tombs became larger and larger.
The pyramids.
Right.
And then it happened.
There was this terrible
massacre outside
of the Great Pyramid's at Giza.
And these embalmers,
they went on a rampage,
killing and raping and doing
all sorts of unspeakable acts.
Why?
No one knows.
I mean, some recent
historians have
said it's because of the
carbon dioxide in the pyramids
where these men used to
work for many hours a day.
Other say it's because
of political uprising
against the Pharaohs because
of their corruption and power.
But we do know this, shortly
thereafter, the Egyptians
stopped making the
pyramids and then
became their slow, irreversible
decline from greatness.
Something tells me
that you don't buy that.
Well, around the
same time there
was this small
religion, a cult really,
that grew up outside of Cairo.
And it was made up
of the same men who
used to work in the pyramids.
And what they would do is they
believed that the Egyptians
had angered the gods.
And In their pyramids,
instead of showing
man's superior knowledge,
they represented man's ego,
and vanity, and pride.
So they used their
skills to kill
and disembowel
many of the members
of the upper strata of society.
They believed that they
were appeasing the gods.
So needless to say, the
authorities quickly gathered
them up and executed them.
But it's believed
that many of them
escaped and went to
Rome and to Spain.
And that this cult grew
for another 200 years
and didn't die out until around
the time of Christ's birth.
So if it died out,
than what's the problem?
That's the problem.
Many scholars believe
that it never died out.
What are you saying?
PROFESSOR: I have a
friend that works at Yale
and he believes that
there's members of this cult
that are still around today.
In-- in Los Angeles?
In 1996?
I mean, we'd have some
weird stuff going down here,
but a religious cult that
rips out women's hearts?
I don't know, detective.
But your killer's
obviously very sick.
And unlike most killers,
he has specialized skills
and knowledge.
He can cut with the
precision of a surgeon,
and he can write hieroglyphics
with the knowledge
of a scholar.
So we canvas the medical
schools and colleges
looking for this freak.
I can give you the names of the
people who know this language.
I mean, there can't
be more than 50
or 60 of them in
the whole world.
Thanks.
[sighing]
You're welcome.
Thanks for the tip.
Glad I could be of help.
Thank you.
[phone ringing]
So you don't buy it?
Not a word.
She seems like a bright
woman but I think she's
got a couple of screws loose.
And you've got a better theory?
Last week two women killed,
both with their hearts cut out.
Yeah.
I think the killer's some
scrawny little white guy
who lives with his mother,
probably out in the valley.
His mother thinks he's a good
little boy, but in the basement
he's got a room full guns and
a big stack of porno magazines.
Just some sick fuck
with a really bad
sex life and a shitty attitude.
You're wrong.
You know how we
solve this case?
How's that?
A year from now, a cop pulls
over a crappy van for running
through a red light.
The guy in the van
panics and says how he
likes to cut up women's hearts.
Cop says, why do you do that?
And the guy says because
when he was three years old,
he saw his dad
naked or something.
You never cease to amaze me.
[laughter]
What do you got for
me on the big case?
We have two dead girls, one
found in Westwood, one found
in Hollywood, both in the 20's.
Aspiring actresses on both,
with their hearts cut out.
You're yanking my chain.
No we're not.
[sighing]
Unbelievable.
Any leads?
We're working on the case
right now for you, Captain.
Yeah, we've been working
with a-- what is her name?
DETECTIVE LUTZ: Shannon.
Professor Shannon, at SC, she
thinks that the killer might
be a medical
student, or a doctor,
or someone in the
medical profession.
Why is that?
He cuts like a pro, sir.
[music playing]
[phone ringing]
[music playing]
You look tired.
I am.
Want some tea?
That's not going
to do any good.
What's gotten into you lately?
What are you talking about?
Well, I mean, one minute you're
a dynamo and the next minute
you look like you have
one foot in the grave.
You should see a doctor.
Fuck the doctors.
You've really changed, maybe
you should see a psychiatrist.
Go fuck yourself, bitch.
You've really changed, Will.
You've really changed
and I'm scared.
[dishes clatter]
[music playing]
[phone ringing]
SHEILA: Detective Garner?
Yeah, that's me.
I have some information I
think you might find useful.
Sweetheart, everybody's
got some information
they think I might need.
I'm a busy man.
You know what?
I cannot get your
pimp out of jail.
Look, I'm not a
hooker, detective.
Ah, congratulations,
I've gotta go though.
Look, I need your help.
I don't have time.
Will Spanner said
to contact you.
I do not have time for
Will Spanner right now.
No, no, no.
Let her talk.
Look, Will said to
talk to you, that,
that his girlfriend
Keli was in trouble.
I'm not a bodyguard.
And you tell Will
Spanner, last time he
helped us out on a case,
it did not turn out so hot.
What kind of trouble?
Look, it's kind of
hard to explain really.
Let's blow this chick off.
She's wasting our time.
No.
I want to hear what
she has to say.
She's a flake.
You've been busted before.
Didn't I bust you a couple years
ago down on Sunset Boulevard?
What did Will tell you?
Look, it's really weird shit.
Goodbye.
Look, he told me to
talk to you, that,
that you'd understand.
He said that the curse had
been broken and that it was,
it was more powerful
and stronger than ever.
What else?
What else did he tell you?
He, he told me to
tell you what I saw.
And what did you see?
[sighing]
At Keli's house, I, I
saw a man in the basement.
What did he look like?
I couldn't tell, he
was wearing a hood.
Well, do you have a name?
I didn't actually meet him.
Like, I think maybe his name
was Keifer, Kaufer, Kofu maybe.
Kofu.
Kofu.
Yeah, I think
that was his name.
Well, where's Will now?
Well, he's in, uh,
hiding, sort of.
That's why he asked
me to contact you.
So this guy Kofu,
he's the one that's
been threatening Will and Keli?
Yes, I think so.
CAPTAIN: You think so?
What the hell are you saying?
You want us to arrest some fat
guy named Kofu because Will
Spanner doesn't like him?
Look, he scares me.
Has he been threatening you?
No, it's just, I'm,
I'm really scared.
Look, I know you think I'm crazy
or I'm full of shit, but look,
you got to believe me.
I saw this guy with--
With what?
[sighs]
He was in the, he was, he was
in the basement in Keli's house
in front of this altar in
the middle of the room with,
with a--
With what?
You have to tell me what he had.
Please, you have to tell me.
With a goddamn human heart.
He was holding it in his hand
like it was a piece of candy.
I got to go, I got to go.
Have you notified
the newspapers,
radio, TV about these murders?
No, nothing.
Why?
Because we got a witness.
The hooker?
She saw this guy Kofu
holding a heart in his hand.
In Will Spanner's basement?
If this hasn't been in
the papers or anything yet,
she's telling the truth.
We got to keep her under wraps.
Get her down to
the print artist.
We need to make a sketch on this
guy and then we'll let her go.
Let her go?
Yeah, we'll get
an ID on the freak
and then we'll try to
match fingerprints,
DNA, hair fibers, anything that
puts him at the crime scene.
I don't want to let this
son of a bitch walk.
[music playing]
[sighing]
What are you here, Jack?
Just checking my property.
Look, I'm not your
property anymore.
OK, I'm on my own.
Gee, I remember when
you didn't have any money.
Oh shit, how long ago was that?
Too long.
You were turning $40 tricks
in the back of pick-up trucks,
down on Western.
$10 blow jobs at grocery
store parking lots.
What do you want from me, Jack?
Well, you see, I have this
friend, nice girl, really.
Does, turns one to
two tricks a week max.
Yeah, you see, she got
busted this afternoon
and they took her downtown,
police headquarters.
I don't know what
you're talking about.
Well, you see, my whore friend
thinks you were narking on me.
And, and, and I says, no.
Not my Shi Shi.
But then I saw your
car downtown and I
gots to thinking-- you're
not wearing a wire now,
are you baby?
Because if you are and you're
thinking of turning me in,
I'm here to say it's not cool.
Not cool at all.
I wasn't there to
talk about you, Jack.
Bullshit.
You making a habit of
paying social calls
to police headquarters?
Are, are you fucking
some boy scout in blue?
Stop it.
Leave me alone.
Get out of here, you bastard.
Not a good idea at all.
Stop it.
Stop it, leave me alone.
We had a--
I'll fucking kill you.
Oh--
I'll fucking kill you, Jack.
-Yeah.
-Stop it.
[coughing]
Sheila--
Will, Will, is that you?
Sheila.
He's going to kill me.
Please help me.
-How?
What can I do?
Please do something
quick before he kills
Crazy fucking bitch,
talking like that.
Who the fuck you talking to?
Your little boyfriend?
He can't help you.
He can't help you.
[whooshing]
Now baby-- what are you doing?
You deal with that?
Ah.
[grunting]
[moaning]
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah.
[slamming]
Sorry piece of shit.
If you ever touch me or
another fucking woman again,
I'll kill you, bastard.
[panting]
Yeah, thanks for
your help, Will.
But now if you don't
mind, I'd kind of
like you to get out of my body.
WILL: I need to ask a
big favor of you, Sheila.
What?
WILL: I need to stay in
your body just little while
longer, if you don't mind.
Yeah, I've heard that
before from a trick but--
WILL: Please Sheila, I
need to be in your body
to get into my apartment.
Whoever's behind this has a
force field around my building
that keeps me from entering it.
Keli thinks that whoever's
in my body is me,
I've got to get in
there and help her.
Hell if I'm going to
go back to your place.
You know, there's
some weird shit going
on down there in your basement.
WILL: Please Sheila, if
you don't do this for me,
my girlfriend is really fucked.
All right.
I guess I do owe
you one for helping
me beat the shit out of Jack.
Hey baby, you
don't look so good.
Maybe I could make
you feel better.
[music playing]
[moaning]
[music playing]
Oh yeah, baby.
Yeah baby, give it to me.
[panting]
[moaning]
[music playing]
Oh yeah.
Oh yeah, Will.
Yes.
[moaning]
Oh god, give it to me.
Give it to me.
Oh yeah, Oh.
[moaning]
You're hurting me, Will.
[whimpering]
[music playing]
[car engine starts]
[music playing]
In the name of Kofu
come forward and begin
the transmogrification.
But you have already
been transmogrified.
I know, but my body is weak.
I want a new one.
I want this one.
This one has been
sullied by your seed.
But at least it is strong.
It is better to be in
the body of a whore
than be trapped in the body
of a wounded, dying man.
Who are you?
Don't be afraid.
I am a friend.
Will, who is this?
This is the undertaker.
You're the one that should
have seen the doctor.
Do something, Will.
Will, please help me.
Fuck you.
KOFU: Will Spanner is dead.
Finito.
Gone.
Dust in the wind.
And this, this Will,
he's really not your Will
He is just using Will's
body temporarily.
You're a liar.
You're a lying piece of shit.
KOFU: Don't you ever, ever
talk to me like that again.
Prepare her for our
little sacrifice.
Will, please, don't.
Don't you understand English?
Like he said, your Will is gone.
KOFU: Convenient, isn't it?
He's using Will's
body to trick you.
You're sick.
OK Will, you ready?
WILL: All right, let's
go kick some ass.
Will.
KOFU: You see, before your Will
died he left you something.
Something that I
want very badly.
He left you his power.
His power as a good warlock.
That power shall be mine--
[laughter]
KOFU: And is--
You'll never get
away with this.
[evil laughing]
[screaming]
Hey, which apartment
was Spanner's?
202.
Right, 202.
KOFU: You are my God.
You give me my power
and my strength.
I have you given you
the flesh and blood
of many beautiful young woman.
Please accept this sacrifice.
Look at this place.
Didn't Spanner used to live in
a big house over on Harvard?
Yeah, and when
was the last time
you ever saw him win a case?
Well, maybe if he'd
stop chasing monsters.
[laughter]
[door squeaks]
What the hell is this?
Fucking van Gogh suite?
Maybe Spanner's on acid.
Maybe that's why
he's so fucking weird.
Come on.
Let's go check out the basement.
Oh fuck.
[thudding]
[groaning]
[music playing]
[groaning]
[thudding]
KOFU: On more move and
I'll slit her throat.
SHEILA: All right, all right.
Just, just don't
hurt her, please.
I'm, I'm giving up.
Jack.
God damn you, Shi Shi.
What the fuck?
You got to go and
ruin everything.
LA PD , put your
fucking hands up.
Stop asshole.
Drop the sickle now.
Stay there, copper.
I'm going to cut her.
I'll cut her good.
I mean it, copper.
Jackie's going to slice her.
Drop her.
Yeah, and I'm going
to like it too.
I'm going to enjoy it, baby.
Stay away, copper.
I'm telling you.
Stay back.
I'm not fooling, am I, baby?
Oh, Jackie likes it.
DETECTIVE GARNER: asshole.
[fire crackling]
[screaming]
[yelling indistinctly]
[fire crackling]
I wish we could get rid
of all scum this easily.
It isn't as easy as
skimming petri dishes
in high school, Garner.
If it was, we'd have
a scum-less society.
Hey, wouldn't
that be something?
Yeah.
But you and me, we'd
be out of a job.
Yeah.
[music playing]
[groaning]
Will, is it really you?
Yeah.
[music playing]
[inaudible]
[wind howling]
[music playing]
[music playing]
[traffic noises]
[indistinct conversation]
[door squeaking]
[screaming]
GIRL: Will, Will.
Will.
Will.
Will.
[wind howling]
[fire crackling]
[screaming]
[hissing]
[music playing]
[fire crackling]
[screaming]
[growling]
[growling]
[music playing]
[thudding]
[music playing]
[growling]
[music playing]
[fire crackling]
[screaming]
[music playing]
[snapping]
[music playing]
[fire crackling]
[music playing]
[fire crackling]
[music playing]
[sirens]
[sighing]
Who was he?
MAN: Just a scumbag.
He worked security for the
shit heads who ran this place.
Two bullets to the head.
I'd say that shit head got
what was coming to him.
Hey, can, can, can
any of you guys see me?
I thought there was supposed
to be two bodies here.
I don't know.
You know, these people seem
pretty drunk around here.
Maybe they're seeing double.
Let's check out the
rest of this place.
Hey, wait.
Can any of you hear me?
Hello?
Brenda, have you seen Will?
He didn't come home last
night and I didn't call.
Keli.
No, that's not like him.
He would have called.
No, he wasn't mad or anything.
I'm really worried.
[birds chirping]
Oh, if he's fucking around on
me, believe me, I'll kill him.
All right, if you hear anything,
let me know, all right?
All right.
Bye.
[birds chirping]
[music playing]
You looking for a date, honey?
MAN: Depends, what
are the damages?
$100 an hour.
MAN: For what?
Anything?
No barnyard animals, OK?
I'm not into that shit.
Anything else is cool.
What do you say, huh?
MAN: Hop in.
All right.
HOOKER: That doesn't
include the room, of course.
MAN: I got the room.
HOOKER: Where?
MAN: A little place
called The Lacey.
You ever been there?
HOOKER: Yeah, plenty of times.
[music playing]
Thanks.
No problem.
What did you stop
the elevator for?
For this.
Well, don't you want to
go back up to your room?
Fuck the room.
I want to do it right
here, right now.
Is that OK with you?
You're the boss.
At least for the
next 58 minutes.
[music playing]
[zipper unzipping]
[music playing]
[sirens]
WOMAN (ON POLICE RADIO):
All units respond.
Report of homicide at 269 Indmay
Uckfay Boulevard, cross street
Haggard.
Detectives Lutz
and Garner respond.
Homicide is confirmed.
I repeat, homicide is confirmed.
[music playing]
[panting]
[moaning]
[music playing]
[moaning]
[music playing]
We called you guys right away.
No one's touched
a fucking thing.
Jesus fucking Christ.
Who found her?
Found her 15, 20 minutes ago.
Got a 911 call
from her landlady.
Said she hadn't seen
her in a couple days
and was worried about her.
Came down here to investigate.
You're a rookie?
Yes, Lieutenant.
Graduated from the
Academy in May.
Welcome aboard.
[inaudible]
[sighing]
[ding]
MAN: Thank god.
WOMAN: I thought it was
never going to come.
[music playing]
Garner, look.
What?
Who the fuck?
Her heart's been cut out.
Her body's been
drained of blood.
Christ all mighty.
Get forensics down here.
I can't take this shit.
I swear this has got to
be the slowest elevator.
Isn't it?
Anybody getting off at six?
We are.
[ding]
Secure this place till
forensics gets here.
Yes sir.
Sir.
Have you ever seen
anything like that?
Not even close.
Not even close.
[sirens]
[music playing]
Champagne's over there.
[glasses clinking]
[pop]
[music playing]
Not a very pretty
picture, is it?
No shit.
[sirens]
[music playing]
Well, you've only
paid for an hour
and uh, you've already
used up about 25 minutes.
So I suggest, unless you're
looking for another slam bammer
like the one in the
elevator, you put
a little money down up front.
Well, time is money.
So they say.
Yeah.
At these rates, you must
be making a killing.
It beats the hell out
of being a secretary.
Mhm.
Well, for the next two hours,
I'm the Chairman of the Board.
Now I'd like to see a little
return on my investment.
I bet you were a little
slut as a secretary.
Hm.
I was as slutty as a little
slut secretary could be.
Uh huh.
Uh huh.
I bet you fucked all
your bosses too, right?
Yup, I fucked them all.
And sucked their cocks
under their big oak desk
while they talked
to their wives.
And then they'd take me to
some sleazy cheap motel,
and I fucked them
till way past the time
they were supposed to be home.
Don't fucking tease me.
Oh, why?
You know you like it.
Why don't you get down
here and suck my cock?
That I like.
[sighing]
First I think you ought to
lick my little red fruit.
[spitting]
Fuck you.
Those are the rules.
I'm the boss and
I make the rules.
Uh oh.
Now get down there and
clean up that mess you made.
No, on your knees.
Like this?
Crawl.
[music playing]
[panting]
[moaning]
[music playing]
[moaning]
[music playing]
[panting]
[music playing]
[moaning]
[music playing]
[moaning]
[music playing]
No, no.
Look, come on, Jack.
Look, I'm tired.
Look, I've already done
20 guys tonight, OK?
Give me a break.
[sighing]
All right, fine.
Look, tell the son
of a bitch to meet
me in the lobby in 20 minutes.
OK?
Fine.
Look, I've had a long day.
That's it, I'm calling
it a day after that.
Fine.
Bye.
[music playing]
I want to do it somewhere
where I've never done it before.
So how about one of the
dryers down at the laundromat?
Mm?
No, I can't spin
around like that.
I used to get sick on rides
like that at the fair.
Well, how about up on the roof?
Ever done it on a roof before?
Huh?
No, that sounds pretty wild,
but someone might see us.
Mm, well, so what?
Look, as long as we get
off before the cops come--
Oh.
It will be all right.
[laughter]
So what do you say?
What the fuck, why not?
[inaudible]
Oh, ow.
[laughter]
Wait a minute.
Maybe this isn't such
a good idea after all.
I mean, I have a wife
and kids at home.
What if we get caught?
Oh, don't be such a
chicken shit, all right?
It's going to be
better than any ride
you've had at the county fair.
[laughter]
So sexy.
[moaning]
[distant traffic noise]
[laughter]
Oh, yeah.
Oh jeez, if Marge saw
me here right now, oh--
I bet Marge doesn't
look like this.
Oh no.
[laughter]
Well, I mean, she has
tits and all but they
don't look anything like this.
[laughter]
What the fuck is going on?
Oh shit, you're a
police decoy, right?
Oh Christ, I saw this on "Cops".
Pretty policewoman like
you dressed up as a hooker,
ready to pounce on guys like me.
You'll parade me around
like some common criminal.
Oh, keep dreaming,
pal, all right?
OK?
I'm a goddamn street walker.
A hooker, a prostitute,
woman of the night,
a real ho of a bitch.
OK?
Well, I want my money back.
Too bad.
There's no refund policy here.
Come on.
I haven't even had my full hour.
[scoffs]
Sorry, pal.
Just, just give me 50, please?
[scoffs] All right,
fine, fine, fine.
Go buy Marge a vibrator.
She's going to
need one with you.
OK, pal?
See ya.
You can hear me.
I can hear you,
but where are you?
I'm over here, over
here by the skylight.
[rain and thunder]
OK, I'm here.
Where are you?
I'm right here.
[scoffs]
Look, who are you?
My name's Will Spanner.
Oh, you're shitting me, right?
Well, I know, you're,
you're one of those
will police decoys hidden up
here somewhere on the roof.
No, I'm not a cop.
Trust me.
-Look, right.
OK.
Look, if you're going to bust
me, I suggest you do it now.
But uh, you saw for
yourself, I didn't
do anything with that guy.
It's not going to stick.
I told you, I'm not a cop.
Look, that's it.
OK?
I know how you guys work, what?
You're, you're maybe, what?
Hidden maybe down the
street in a van somewhere,
parked down the street.
I know how it goes.
Look, if I was a
cop, I would have
busted you a long time ago.
Look, I don't know
who the fuck you are,
but it's been a shitty day,
it's almost one in the morning,
and if you're going to arrest
me, I suggest you do it now.
Otherwise, I'm out of here.
Listen to me, you're the
only one who can help me.
That's it.
I'm going home.
See ya.
[rain and thunder]
Bye.
Leave me alone, you freak.
[ding]
Look, I've been walking
around this city all day
and nobody can seem to see me.
Leave me alone.
[rain pattering]
Please, you can hear me.
Doesn't that mean
anything to you?
Yeah, but I can't see you.
Yeah, but you can hear me.
[music playing]
[music playing]
Hello?
Look, I need to talk to you.
You have to help me.
Huh-- you scared
the shit out of me.
Look, I'm sorry for
barging in here like this,
but I need your help.
How, how did you get in?
Look, there are doors.
What?
Did you just float in
there or something?
I'm not going to hurt you,
I just need to talk to you.
You're really starting
to weird me out.
I mean, you're not like some
weird freak or anything,
are you?
No.
Please, you gotta help me.
[laughter]
You know, it's all, it's all
starting to make sense now.
Huh?
It is?
Yeah.
My friend Wendy said
something like this
was going to happen to me.
Who's Wendy?
She's my girlfriend.
Anyway, she, she does
uh, charts and readings.
Anyway, she said, she said
that my planet was moving
into like a strange
orbit and that I
would meet someone like you.
You're kidding me?
No.
No, I'm serious.
It makes perfect sense now.
I was in a bad accident
awhile ago up on Mulholland.
I was on the back of
my boyfriend's Harley
and-- and anyway, I was in
a coma for a couple days.
Some pretty scary shit.
What happened?
I recovered.
But I don't know
how to explain it.
Since then I've had these
like, special powers.
Special powers?
Yeah, I know it sounds
weird, but it's, it's like I
can predict things, you know?
I know they're going to
happen before they do.
Like, like a couple months
ago, some friends of mine,
they got in a car accident
and the night before,
I had a dream about it.
Where does Wendy
fit into all this?
Well, she said that
my astrological chart
was moving into a time where
I'd have greater powers.
And that I'd, I'd be
able to communicate
with someone from a past
life or another world,
someone like you.
It's amazing.
So let me get this
straight, no one can see you?
Yeah.
And I'm the only one
that can hear you?
I don't know what to do.
I've lost, I've lost my job,
I've lost my girlfriend.
Everything.
Well, what happened?
You don't want to know.
No, no, look, I do.
I think I can help.
I don't remember everything.
Um--
Just tell me what happened.
I remember this fight.
I remember my girlfriend crying.
And I guess somebody killed me.
What, like a robbery?
Yeah, maybe.
I've lost everything and
I, I don't know what to do.
Look, I can help.
No one can help.
No, no, look, I can help.
Look, first of all we need
to find your girlfriend.
We need to tell her
what happened to you.
OK?
What good is that?
Look, listen to me, OK?
I, I, I don't know
how to explain it,
but I have this feeling.
And it's a good feeling, and
I, I know I can help you.
But you have to follow me, OK?
And first off, we've got
to find your girlfriend.
All right, all right.
I'll follow you.
So we have a deal then?
Yeah.
By the way, my name's Sheila.
I'm Will.
So you can see right now.
Right.
And you saw me back in
the elevator, when I f--
Yeah.
Look, you're not into
any kinky shit are you?
Because if you are, I'm, I'm
not going to help you with this.
No, believe me, that's not
my main interest right now.
[music playing]
Look, I don't know about you
but I've had a really shitty
day and I could use a drink.
Talk about bad days.
I died today.
Can't get much worse than that.
So if you don't mind
me asking you, Will,
how is it being dead?
Well, to tell you
the truth, it sucks.
Yeah, well, life sucks
a big one too some times.
I know, Sheila.
But believe me, it sucks a
lot worse when you're dead.
You really love your
girlfriend, don't you?
Yeah.
Yeah.
I like that in a man.
You know, most men,
they don't know
how to treat women anymore.
Just assholes.
First chance they get, they're
off fucking their secretary.
And believe me, I know.
I've been the secretary.
You know, I guess it just
takes being a hooker to get
the right perspective of men.
And let me tell you,
well no offense,
but most men are pigs,
plain and simple.
Not all men are pigs I
guess you have a [inaudible]
view of things, being a hooker.
What were you when
you were alive?
Teacher?
[laughter]
No, I was a lawyer.
Oh, a lawyer.
Oh, this has got to be
my karma for all the,
all the bad lawyer jokes I told.
[laughter]
Look, no offense, Will, but
I need to get some shut eye
and it's, it's going to be a
little difficult with a ghost
hanging around my apartment.
I, I understand, Sheila.
Look, I'll just go
find some vacant house
to haunt for the night.
See you in the morning?
OK.
See ya.
[music playing]
Good night.
Man, I gotta quit
drinking so much.
[music playing]
Jack, what are you doing here?
Come on down here.
You're high again, aren't you?
Little Jack is tired and broke.
Uh huh, a good night, huh?
You got room for me, Shi Shi?
Oh yeah.
I'm not in the mood, Jack.
I don't give a damn about that.
Now, come on, baby.
[whimpering]
Stop it now, come
on, baby, that a girl.
You got it now.
Baby, come on, baby.
Stop.
Atta girl, atta girl.
That's it, baby.
Leave me alone.
Baby.
[whimpering]
Atta girl, that's my girl.
Who wants it now?
Come on, baby.
Stay right there.
OK, baby.
Right there.
Come on, baby.
Get it now.
No.
[whimpering]
[grunting]
[crying]
[grunting]
[whimpering]
[grunting]
[panting]
Jack [inaudible]
[crying]
[music playing]
[crying]
[music playing]
[crying]
[music playing]
It's going to be OK.
[inaudible]
Sh, stop crying.
I can't.
I hate this.
I hate my life, I
hate everything.
I'm just a stupid whore.
Don't talk like that.
I thought you were
supposed to be gone.
I did, but I-- I
sensed something
was wrong so I came back.
[sighing]
You sure you weren't
just watching us fuck?
[scoffs]
No, I wasn't watching you.
And I'm supposed
to believe a lawyer?
A dead one at that?
Why am I going to lie to you?
Maybe I should just come
back, like we agreed on.
Tomorrow morning.
Will, wait.
Will, are you still there?
Will?
I'm still here.
Look, um, if don't
mind, I'd kind of like it
if you, you stayed the night.
OK.
If your boyfriend shows
up, I'll have to scare
the holy shit out of him.
He's not my boyfriend.
He's my pimp.
Even more the reason.
Go to sleep, Sheila.
Be thankful for something,
that you're still living.
[music playing]
[footsteps approaching]
Her name was Diane
Shaw, just turned 27.
Aspiring actress
who worked in rock
videos, commercials and
shitty movies to pay the rent.
Who found her?
A janitor.
I know it doesn't look
it, but they actually
clean this place sometimes.
This way.
Oh, god, it's freezing.
They used to
store meat in here,
so the janitor said
they still keep it cold.
Something about it's too
expensive to change the system.
Shit.
I don't know what
to make of this.
It's just like the other one.
Yeah, it is.
Same thing you see on the
back of a dollar bill.
Maybe this guy's got
a beef for the IRS?
Or maybe he's just
a fucking weirdo.
[music playing]
[background chatter]
What the Egyptians brought
to the Hellenic world,
besides, of course, the
latest and most sophisticated
advances in weaponry
was mathematics,
calculus and astronomy.
In a word, culture.
The Egyptians, they
brought new life to a world
that was fast decaying.
They reinvigorated the lives of
the Greeks and the Phoenicians.
OK, that's it for today.
I want you to read
the next chapter
and I will see you
all on Wednesday.
[background chatter]
Professor Shannon?
Yes?
I'm Detective Lutz and
this is Detective Garner.
How are you?
Nice to meet you.
Thank you for taking
the time to see us today.
Great.
Why don't we talk in my office?
OK.
Now how is it that you
think a little professor
of Egyptian paleontology
can help you?
We're investigating
a series of murders.
I don't know what
to make of all this.
These, they're rather graphic.
My god.
I'm sorry.
No, no.
I'm OK.
The first woman was murdered
on Monday night, the other one
last night.
It may not be
anything, but I thought
you might know what these mean.
Now, they were on the
necks of both victims.
Interesting.
May I keep these?
Please.
The drawings on the wall,
the heart's cut out,
the strange markings
on the victim's necks,
we don't know what we
got here, Professor.
It's all very disturbing.
We may be dealing with
some psychopath on the loose
committing ritualistic murders.
Or, maybe the case of a
disgruntled medical student,
a goddamn butcher, or just
some freak who gets his rocks
off slicing up women's hearts.
I know it's a long shot,
but anything you can
help us with we'd appreciate.
I'll look these over.
Thanks.
Keli is not going to be
able to see or hear me,
so I'm going to tell you
what to say to her, OK?
Look, Will, she's not going to
believe me, for Christ's sakes.
No, she'll believe you.
Trust me on this.
Now, tell her, um,
tell her I'm OK.
I'm, I'm not in my
body, but I'm OK.
OK, look, look Will, I, I
don't want to tell you this
but look, I've, I've had
this vision since I was
in that accident a while back.
And last night I saw
Keli's face in it.
I, I, I think she's in danger.
I--
WILL: Tell me, tell me
more about this dream.
Look, I, I don't know.
I don't what to tell you.
I, I just, I see Keli and she's
in a very dark place with a lot
of candles and
there's a man there,
but he's wearing a hood
so I can't see his face.
Tell Keli about the dream.
She'll know what to do.
OK, I'll tell her.
Jesus Christ, how
much farther is this?
My feet are starting to hurt.
Well, we're right over here.
Phew.
Good.
OK.
So this is your place, huh?
Well, it used to be.
Nice.
[door squeaks]
[explosion]
[gasps]
[knocking]
[explosion]
[whimpering]
Shit.
[door slams]
[door rattles]
Keli?
Keli?
Keli?
Keli?
Keli?
Is anybody here?
[music playing]
Keli?
Keli?
Keli?
Keli?
Crap.
[banging]
Keli, stop.
I'm here, I'm still alive.
Oh, baby.
[growling]
[moaning]
[panting]
[moaning]
[music playing]
MAN: Oh great, Kofu, Master
of Evil, Descendant of Satan,
rise from a rock.
Ally of the eternal sun.
Together we shall usher
in a new reign of darkness
and death, hatred and fear.
[moaning]
MAN: Oh Great Kofu,
I beseech you.
Accept these gifts from
your humble servant.
Two hearts that I have plucked
for you from the young.
Let this bitter flesh
revive your lust
and hatred of all things human.
[music playing]
[traffic noise]
You got something
for us, professor?
I've discovered the writings
on the victim's neck.
What do they say?
I don't know,
but what I do know
is that it's written
in hieroglyphics.
What?
Hieroglyphics, it's the
earliest form of writing.
The Egyptians used it.
You see, they used pictures
and symbols to represent words.
There were no letters.
There were over 50 different
forms of hieroglyphics.
There's really no way to
decipher or translate them.
I mean, at best we can translate
maybe eight or nine versions,
but I don't know if we
can translate this one.
Well, what about these women
with their hearts cut out?
Doesn't that mean
anything to you?
You're the experts on that.
You tell me.
We've hit a brick wall.
Look, this could be anything.
I mean, this could be
some sexual perversion,
this could be a
violent psychopath.
I mean, for god's
sakes, for all we know,
it could be some poor slob that
flunked out of medical school.
[sighs]
What makes this
different is the writings.
I mean, Jeffrey Dahmer
cut out the heart,
but he didn't leave
these inscriptions.
What are you driving at?
Go back to 1,500 BC.
That's the first
recorded time in history
where the Egyptians started
building tombs and burying
their kings and Pharaohs.
Yeah?
There was an elite class
that quickly grew up
to service these pharaohs, and
they were trained to embalm
and then bury the kings.
And they made a lot of money and
they amassed considerable power
in a short amount of time.
You trying to make
a connection here?
PROFESSOR: I don't
know detective,
but something tells me that
there might be a connection.
Go on,
PROFESSOR: So these men would
remove all the vital organs
from the Pharaohs.
They believed that this would
preserve the bodies longer.
1,000 years later, we
realize that this is true.
And you think--
PROFESSOR: Wait, let me finish.
These men would go on
with their business
and they taught these
skills to their sons,
and as each up grew in
their power and influence,
tombs became larger and larger.
The pyramids.
Right.
And then it happened.
There was this terrible
massacre outside
of the Great Pyramid's at Giza.
And these embalmers,
they went on a rampage,
killing and raping and doing
all sorts of unspeakable acts.
Why?
No one knows.
I mean, some recent
historians have
said it's because of the
carbon dioxide in the pyramids
where these men used to
work for many hours a day.
Other say it's because
of political uprising
against the Pharaohs because
of their corruption and power.
But we do know this, shortly
thereafter, the Egyptians
stopped making the
pyramids and then
became their slow, irreversible
decline from greatness.
Something tells me
that you don't buy that.
Well, around the
same time there
was this small
religion, a cult really,
that grew up outside of Cairo.
And it was made up
of the same men who
used to work in the pyramids.
And what they would do is they
believed that the Egyptians
had angered the gods.
And In their pyramids,
instead of showing
man's superior knowledge,
they represented man's ego,
and vanity, and pride.
So they used their
skills to kill
and disembowel
many of the members
of the upper strata of society.
They believed that they
were appeasing the gods.
So needless to say, the
authorities quickly gathered
them up and executed them.
But it's believed
that many of them
escaped and went to
Rome and to Spain.
And that this cult grew
for another 200 years
and didn't die out until around
the time of Christ's birth.
So if it died out,
than what's the problem?
That's the problem.
Many scholars believe
that it never died out.
What are you saying?
PROFESSOR: I have a
friend that works at Yale
and he believes that
there's members of this cult
that are still around today.
In-- in Los Angeles?
In 1996?
I mean, we'd have some
weird stuff going down here,
but a religious cult that
rips out women's hearts?
I don't know, detective.
But your killer's
obviously very sick.
And unlike most killers,
he has specialized skills
and knowledge.
He can cut with the
precision of a surgeon,
and he can write hieroglyphics
with the knowledge
of a scholar.
So we canvas the medical
schools and colleges
looking for this freak.
I can give you the names of the
people who know this language.
I mean, there can't
be more than 50
or 60 of them in
the whole world.
Thanks.
[sighing]
You're welcome.
Thanks for the tip.
Glad I could be of help.
Thank you.
[phone ringing]
So you don't buy it?
Not a word.
She seems like a bright
woman but I think she's
got a couple of screws loose.
And you've got a better theory?
Last week two women killed,
both with their hearts cut out.
Yeah.
I think the killer's some
scrawny little white guy
who lives with his mother,
probably out in the valley.
His mother thinks he's a good
little boy, but in the basement
he's got a room full guns and
a big stack of porno magazines.
Just some sick fuck
with a really bad
sex life and a shitty attitude.
You're wrong.
You know how we
solve this case?
How's that?
A year from now, a cop pulls
over a crappy van for running
through a red light.
The guy in the van
panics and says how he
likes to cut up women's hearts.
Cop says, why do you do that?
And the guy says because
when he was three years old,
he saw his dad
naked or something.
You never cease to amaze me.
[laughter]
What do you got for
me on the big case?
We have two dead girls, one
found in Westwood, one found
in Hollywood, both in the 20's.
Aspiring actresses on both,
with their hearts cut out.
You're yanking my chain.
No we're not.
[sighing]
Unbelievable.
Any leads?
We're working on the case
right now for you, Captain.
Yeah, we've been working
with a-- what is her name?
DETECTIVE LUTZ: Shannon.
Professor Shannon, at SC, she
thinks that the killer might
be a medical
student, or a doctor,
or someone in the
medical profession.
Why is that?
He cuts like a pro, sir.
[music playing]
[phone ringing]
[music playing]
You look tired.
I am.
Want some tea?
That's not going
to do any good.
What's gotten into you lately?
What are you talking about?
Well, I mean, one minute you're
a dynamo and the next minute
you look like you have
one foot in the grave.
You should see a doctor.
Fuck the doctors.
You've really changed, maybe
you should see a psychiatrist.
Go fuck yourself, bitch.
You've really changed, Will.
You've really changed
and I'm scared.
[dishes clatter]
[music playing]
[phone ringing]
SHEILA: Detective Garner?
Yeah, that's me.
I have some information I
think you might find useful.
Sweetheart, everybody's
got some information
they think I might need.
I'm a busy man.
You know what?
I cannot get your
pimp out of jail.
Look, I'm not a
hooker, detective.
Ah, congratulations,
I've gotta go though.
Look, I need your help.
I don't have time.
Will Spanner said
to contact you.
I do not have time for
Will Spanner right now.
No, no, no.
Let her talk.
Look, Will said to
talk to you, that,
that his girlfriend
Keli was in trouble.
I'm not a bodyguard.
And you tell Will
Spanner, last time he
helped us out on a case,
it did not turn out so hot.
What kind of trouble?
Look, it's kind of
hard to explain really.
Let's blow this chick off.
She's wasting our time.
No.
I want to hear what
she has to say.
She's a flake.
You've been busted before.
Didn't I bust you a couple years
ago down on Sunset Boulevard?
What did Will tell you?
Look, it's really weird shit.
Goodbye.
Look, he told me to
talk to you, that,
that you'd understand.
He said that the curse had
been broken and that it was,
it was more powerful
and stronger than ever.
What else?
What else did he tell you?
He, he told me to
tell you what I saw.
And what did you see?
[sighing]
At Keli's house, I, I
saw a man in the basement.
What did he look like?
I couldn't tell, he
was wearing a hood.
Well, do you have a name?
I didn't actually meet him.
Like, I think maybe his name
was Keifer, Kaufer, Kofu maybe.
Kofu.
Kofu.
Yeah, I think
that was his name.
Well, where's Will now?
Well, he's in, uh,
hiding, sort of.
That's why he asked
me to contact you.
So this guy Kofu,
he's the one that's
been threatening Will and Keli?
Yes, I think so.
CAPTAIN: You think so?
What the hell are you saying?
You want us to arrest some fat
guy named Kofu because Will
Spanner doesn't like him?
Look, he scares me.
Has he been threatening you?
No, it's just, I'm,
I'm really scared.
Look, I know you think I'm crazy
or I'm full of shit, but look,
you got to believe me.
I saw this guy with--
With what?
[sighs]
He was in the, he was, he was
in the basement in Keli's house
in front of this altar in
the middle of the room with,
with a--
With what?
You have to tell me what he had.
Please, you have to tell me.
With a goddamn human heart.
He was holding it in his hand
like it was a piece of candy.
I got to go, I got to go.
Have you notified
the newspapers,
radio, TV about these murders?
No, nothing.
Why?
Because we got a witness.
The hooker?
She saw this guy Kofu
holding a heart in his hand.
In Will Spanner's basement?
If this hasn't been in
the papers or anything yet,
she's telling the truth.
We got to keep her under wraps.
Get her down to
the print artist.
We need to make a sketch on this
guy and then we'll let her go.
Let her go?
Yeah, we'll get
an ID on the freak
and then we'll try to
match fingerprints,
DNA, hair fibers, anything that
puts him at the crime scene.
I don't want to let this
son of a bitch walk.
[music playing]
[sighing]
What are you here, Jack?
Just checking my property.
Look, I'm not your
property anymore.
OK, I'm on my own.
Gee, I remember when
you didn't have any money.
Oh shit, how long ago was that?
Too long.
You were turning $40 tricks
in the back of pick-up trucks,
down on Western.
$10 blow jobs at grocery
store parking lots.
What do you want from me, Jack?
Well, you see, I have this
friend, nice girl, really.
Does, turns one to
two tricks a week max.
Yeah, you see, she got
busted this afternoon
and they took her downtown,
police headquarters.
I don't know what
you're talking about.
Well, you see, my whore friend
thinks you were narking on me.
And, and, and I says, no.
Not my Shi Shi.
But then I saw your
car downtown and I
gots to thinking-- you're
not wearing a wire now,
are you baby?
Because if you are and you're
thinking of turning me in,
I'm here to say it's not cool.
Not cool at all.
I wasn't there to
talk about you, Jack.
Bullshit.
You making a habit of
paying social calls
to police headquarters?
Are, are you fucking
some boy scout in blue?
Stop it.
Leave me alone.
Get out of here, you bastard.
Not a good idea at all.
Stop it.
Stop it, leave me alone.
We had a--
I'll fucking kill you.
Oh--
I'll fucking kill you, Jack.
-Yeah.
-Stop it.
[coughing]
Sheila--
Will, Will, is that you?
Sheila.
He's going to kill me.
Please help me.
-How?
What can I do?
Please do something
quick before he kills
Crazy fucking bitch,
talking like that.
Who the fuck you talking to?
Your little boyfriend?
He can't help you.
He can't help you.
[whooshing]
Now baby-- what are you doing?
You deal with that?
Ah.
[grunting]
[moaning]
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah.
[slamming]
Sorry piece of shit.
If you ever touch me or
another fucking woman again,
I'll kill you, bastard.
[panting]
Yeah, thanks for
your help, Will.
But now if you don't
mind, I'd kind of
like you to get out of my body.
WILL: I need to ask a
big favor of you, Sheila.
What?
WILL: I need to stay in
your body just little while
longer, if you don't mind.
Yeah, I've heard that
before from a trick but--
WILL: Please Sheila, I
need to be in your body
to get into my apartment.
Whoever's behind this has a
force field around my building
that keeps me from entering it.
Keli thinks that whoever's
in my body is me,
I've got to get in
there and help her.
Hell if I'm going to
go back to your place.
You know, there's
some weird shit going
on down there in your basement.
WILL: Please Sheila, if
you don't do this for me,
my girlfriend is really fucked.
All right.
I guess I do owe
you one for helping
me beat the shit out of Jack.
Hey baby, you
don't look so good.
Maybe I could make
you feel better.
[music playing]
[moaning]
[music playing]
Oh yeah, baby.
Yeah baby, give it to me.
[panting]
[moaning]
[music playing]
Oh yeah.
Oh yeah, Will.
Yes.
[moaning]
Oh god, give it to me.
Give it to me.
Oh yeah, Oh.
[moaning]
You're hurting me, Will.
[whimpering]
[music playing]
[car engine starts]
[music playing]
In the name of Kofu
come forward and begin
the transmogrification.
But you have already
been transmogrified.
I know, but my body is weak.
I want a new one.
I want this one.
This one has been
sullied by your seed.
But at least it is strong.
It is better to be in
the body of a whore
than be trapped in the body
of a wounded, dying man.
Who are you?
Don't be afraid.
I am a friend.
Will, who is this?
This is the undertaker.
You're the one that should
have seen the doctor.
Do something, Will.
Will, please help me.
Fuck you.
KOFU: Will Spanner is dead.
Finito.
Gone.
Dust in the wind.
And this, this Will,
he's really not your Will
He is just using Will's
body temporarily.
You're a liar.
You're a lying piece of shit.
KOFU: Don't you ever, ever
talk to me like that again.
Prepare her for our
little sacrifice.
Will, please, don't.
Don't you understand English?
Like he said, your Will is gone.
KOFU: Convenient, isn't it?
He's using Will's
body to trick you.
You're sick.
OK Will, you ready?
WILL: All right, let's
go kick some ass.
Will.
KOFU: You see, before your Will
died he left you something.
Something that I
want very badly.
He left you his power.
His power as a good warlock.
That power shall be mine--
[laughter]
KOFU: And is--
You'll never get
away with this.
[evil laughing]
[screaming]
Hey, which apartment
was Spanner's?
202.
Right, 202.
KOFU: You are my God.
You give me my power
and my strength.
I have you given you
the flesh and blood
of many beautiful young woman.
Please accept this sacrifice.
Look at this place.
Didn't Spanner used to live in
a big house over on Harvard?
Yeah, and when
was the last time
you ever saw him win a case?
Well, maybe if he'd
stop chasing monsters.
[laughter]
[door squeaks]
What the hell is this?
Fucking van Gogh suite?
Maybe Spanner's on acid.
Maybe that's why
he's so fucking weird.
Come on.
Let's go check out the basement.
Oh fuck.
[thudding]
[groaning]
[music playing]
[groaning]
[thudding]
KOFU: On more move and
I'll slit her throat.
SHEILA: All right, all right.
Just, just don't
hurt her, please.
I'm, I'm giving up.
Jack.
God damn you, Shi Shi.
What the fuck?
You got to go and
ruin everything.
LA PD , put your
fucking hands up.
Stop asshole.
Drop the sickle now.
Stay there, copper.
I'm going to cut her.
I'll cut her good.
I mean it, copper.
Jackie's going to slice her.
Drop her.
Yeah, and I'm going
to like it too.
I'm going to enjoy it, baby.
Stay away, copper.
I'm telling you.
Stay back.
I'm not fooling, am I, baby?
Oh, Jackie likes it.
DETECTIVE GARNER: asshole.
[fire crackling]
[screaming]
[yelling indistinctly]
[fire crackling]
I wish we could get rid
of all scum this easily.
It isn't as easy as
skimming petri dishes
in high school, Garner.
If it was, we'd have
a scum-less society.
Hey, wouldn't
that be something?
Yeah.
But you and me, we'd
be out of a job.
Yeah.
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Will, is it really you?
Yeah.
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