Hunter (1984–1991): Season 2, Episode 19 - The Setup - full transcript
Wrongly suspended from the police force for severely beating a suspect, Hunter pursues the gangster who had him discredited.
Woman: SOMEBODY HELP!
YOU’RE SAYING I KILLED HER?
YOU DON’T GO AROUND ACCUSING
MICHAEL VARNE OF MURDER.
YOU’RE GOING TO PAY A
HELL OF A PRICE FOR IT.
SO, WHAT DO YOU THINK IS THE
WORST THAT COULD HAPPEN TO US?
WHY ARE YOU RUNNING AROUND
TOWN LIKE A RAMPAGING BABOON,
ACCUSING ME OF MURDERING HER?
SO IF HE DIDN’T DO IT, AND
THE BURGLARY WAS A FAKE,
THEN WHO KILLED HER?
THERE’S THE MAN WHO DID THIS.
SERGEANT HUNTER, THE D.A.
HAS ORDERED ME TO ARREST YOU
AND BOOK YOU ON A CHARGE
OF FELONIOUS ASSAULT.
IT WORKS FOR ME.
I CAN STAY.
NO.
NIKKI, WHAT IS WITH THIS PLACE?
THIS IS YOUR HOME.
THIS IS WHERE YOU LIVE.
WHAT ARE YOU SO
DAMNED AFRAID OF?
LISTEN, JUST GIVE ME
A LITTLE BIT MORE TIME.
NIKKI, COME WITH ME!
I LOVE YOU!
WELL, WILLEM SUNDERSON.
WANT SOME GOODIES?
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
THE MAN ISN’T HAPPY
YOU’RE BREAKING YOUR WORD,
GETTING INDEPENDENT.
NEXT THING, YOU’LL BE TALKING
ABOUT HIM ON JOHNNY CARSON.
YEAH? WELL, YOU TELL
THE MAN TO TURN OFF HIS TV.
YOU KNOW, NIKKI,
YOU’RE THE EXCEPTION
TO ONE OF THE BASIC
RULES OF HIS LIFE.
THAT’S WHY YOU’RE ALIVE.
BUT WHAT YOU’RE DOING NOW...
TALKING ABOUT GETTING SERIOUS
WITH THAT GUY IN THE CAR...
THAT’S OUT.
YOU TELL HIM TO
TAKE A FLYING LEAP.
BUT I ALREADY HAVE.
I TOLD HIM THAT’S EXACTLY
WHAT YOU WOULD SAY,
AND YOU KNOW WHAT HE TOLD ME?
IF SHE DOES, OFF HER.
Man: HEY, HUNTER.
Hunter: HOW YOU DOING,
BUDDY? WHAT HAVE YOU GOT?
WELL, LOOKS LIKE A YOUNG LADY
WITH A BULLET HOLE IN HER HEAD.
LOOKS LIKE SHE CAME HOME,
SURPRISED A BURGLAR, SAYONARA.
HOUSEKEEPER FOUND THE BODY.
YEAH, I KNOW.
HER ROOM’S ON THE
OCEAN SIDE OF THE HOUSE.
I DOUBT SHE HEARD ANYTHING.
DID YOU KNOW HER?
YEAH, I QUESTIONED
HER A COUPLE YEARS AGO.
WAS SHE RAPED?
NO, AT LEAST SHE
WAS SPARED THAT.
.22 WITH A SILENCER.
YEAH, WELL, IT WASN’T
A BURGLAR, EITHER.
THAT WAS FAKED.
MISS MONTGOMERY?
SERGEANT McCALL
AND SERGEANT HUNTER.
DO YOU MIND IF WE
STEP OUTSIDE HERE
AND HAVE A TALK?
YOU KNOW, YOU MAY OR
MAY NOT REMEMBER ME.
I CAME BY A COUPLE OF
YEARS AGO TO TALK TO NIKKI
ABOUT THE DEATH OF NAT CLAYPO.
YES, YOU DO LOOK FAMILIAR.
WHO PAID FOR NIKKI’S BILLS?
DID SHE HAVE A BOYFRIEND?
YOU MEAN WAS
SOMEBODY KEEPING HER?
SHE WAS NOT THAT KIND OF GIRL!
NO, MA’AM, I THINK
WHAT SERGEANT HUNTER
IS TRYING TO DETERMINE
IS WHETHER OR NOT
IT WAS SOMEBODY
OTHER THAN A BURGLAR.
ONCE OR TWICE A WEEK, A
CAR WOULD PULL UP OUTSIDE,
AND NIKKI WOULD BE WAITING.
ALWAYS BROUGHT
HER HOME AT NIGHT.
WELL, DID YOU ASK HER WHO
IT WAS, WHERE SHE WENT?
I THINK THIS WILL HELP YOU.
WHAT’S THAT?
THE LICENSE NUMBER.
I COPIED IT DOWN.
Woman: NO, NO, STOP IT! NO, NO.
I’M SERIOUS. COME ON.
IT’S MY TURN. LET ME
TAKE YOUR PICTURE.
WELL? SAY SOMETHING.
THAT’S NIKKI’S VOICE.
WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?
I JUST CAN’T BE NATURAL.
YOU HAVE TO TELL ME
WHAT I’M SUPPOSED TO DO.
OK. NO, STOP THAT!
Hunter: GREG AVADON?
Nikki: WHAT’S SO FUNNY?
ARE YOU LAUGHING AT ME?
METRO P.D. HOMICIDE.
ANSWER ME, GREG.
GREG, YOU’RE MAKING
ME FEEL SELF-CONSCIOUS!
Avadon: SHE’S DEAD.
WELL, HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?
I CALLED THIS MORNING
ON HER PRIVATE LINE.
THE HOUSEKEEPER ANSWERED.
SHE TOLD ME.
YOU SURE YOU
DIDN’T KNOW ABOUT IT
MAYBE A LITTLE SOONER THAN THAT?
JUST WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?
YOU’RE SAYING THAT I KILLED HER?
WELL, WAS THERE
ANYBODY ELSE INVOLVED
IN HER LIFE OTHER THAN YOU?
THERE WASN’T ANOTHER MAN,
IF THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE SAYING.
THEN YOU WERE THE
ONE WHO PAID HER BILLS.
NO.
WELL, SHE DIDN’T WORK.
HOW’D SHE GET HER MONEY?
I DON’T KNOW.
I’M BEGINNING TO WONDER IF
YOU REALLY KNEW HER AT ALL.
SURE YOU DIDN’T HAVE A LITTLE
WIFE TUCKED AWAY SOMEWHERE?
HEY, GET OFF MY CASE, WILL YOU?
WELL, LOOK AT IT. YOU PICKED
HER UP, YOU DROPPED HER OFF.
YOU NEVER EVEN SET
FOOT IN HER HOUSE.
WHAT WERE YOU SO AFRAID OF?
WHAT WERE YOU
TRYING TO HIDE FROM?
IT WAS NIKKI WHO WAS
HIDING. SHE WAS SCARED!
OF WHAT?
I DON’T KNOW. I’D ASK HER...
BUT THAT LOOK WOULD
COME OVER HER FACE, AND...
THAT WOULD BE IT.
SHE WOULDN’T SAY...
SHE NEVER DID...
WHO SHE WAS OR...
WHERE SHE CAME FROM.
WHEN WE WENT OUT, WE
WENT TO SANTA BARBARA.
HEY, I’M TELLING YOU THE TRUTH!
AT FIRST I THOUGHT, YEAH,
THERE’S GOT TO BE ANOTHER GUY.
AND THEN I REALIZED
IT WASN’T THAT SIMPLE.
BY THEN, I DIDN’T CARE.
I ASKED HER TO MARRY
ME, AND SHE SAID YES.
YOU WERE GOING TO BE MARRIED?
"WHERE ARE WE
GOING TO LIVE," I SAID,
"A DESERT ISLAND?"
THEN SHE SAID,
"THE DAY THAT I
BECOME YOUR WIFE..."
"IS THE DAY I STOP HIDING."
WE’LL SHOW OURSELVES OUT.
DO YOURSELF A FAVOR, GREG.
PUT THE TAPES AWAY, HUH?
McCall: I DON’T THINK HE DID IT.
WELL, I HAPPEN TO
AGREE WITH YOU.
SO IF HE DIDN’T DO IT,
AND THE BURGLARY WAS A FAKE,
THEN WHO KILLED HER?
YOU KNOW, I’M VERY, VERY GLAD
YOU ASKED ME THAT QUESTION.
Hunter: RECOGNIZE HIM?
McCall: MICHAEL VARNE.
YEP. NIKKI RICHMAN
WAS HIS MISTRESS
WHEN NAT CLAYPO
WASHED UP ON A BEACH.
THEY NEVER SOLVED
THAT CASE, DID THEY?
NO, I NEVER DID.
COME ON, GUYS, YOU
DON’T GO AROUND
ACCUSING MICHAEL VARNE OF MURDER
BECAUSE SOMEBODY’S
BURGLARY WENT SOUR.
THAT’S LIKE ACCUSING
HOWARD HUGHES
OF RIGGING A VOLLEYBALL GAME.
LOOK, LIEUTENANT, REMEMBER
THE NAT CLAYPO MURDER CASE?
YEAH. I HAVEN’T
BEEN LIVING IN A CAVE.
NAT CLAYPO AND MICHAEL VARNE
WERE BUSINESS ASSOCIATES.
DOPE SMUGGLING FROM COLOMBIA.
BOTH BECOME EXTREMELY WEALTHY.
WELL, ONE DAY, CLAYPO
WINDS UP ON THE BEACH, DEAD.
NOW, IT WAS MY FEELING
THEN, AS IT IS NOW,
THAT VARNE HAD HIM KILLED.
WAIT A MINUTE, WAIT A MINUTE.
ARE WE TALKING ABOUT
THE SAME MICHAEL VARNE?
THE INTERNATIONAL FINANCIER,
BUYS HIMSELF SMALL
PLANETS, THAT GUY?
YES.
AND YOU WERE GOING
AROUND SHOWING HIS PICTURE
TO TRY TO FLUSH HIM OUT?
WE TRIED TO FIND HIM
AT HIS HOUSE IN BEL AIR,
AT HIS YACHT, HIS
PLACE IN THE SPRINGS.
IT WAS LIKE TRYING
TO FIND THE PRESIDENT.
I DON’T BELIEVE YOU GUYS.
ROOTING HIM OUT THIS WAY,
THAT’S NEVER GOING TO WORK.
HUNTER? THERE’S A GUY OUT FRONT.
SOMETHING ABOUT MICHAEL
VARNE WANTING TO SEE YOU.
HANG THAT UP FOR ME, WILL YOU?
Chauffeur: SERGEANT HUNTER?
YEP.
MR. VARNE IS READY
TO SEE YOU NOW.
IS HE IN THERE?
NO. A PLACE OF HIS CHOOSING.
A SECRET PLACE THAT HE
WISHES TO REMAIN SECRET.
YOU’RE GOING TO
TAKE US TO HIM, RIGHT?
IF YOU AGREE TO THE RULES.
FIRST, YOU WILL NOT
KNOW WHERE WE’RE GOING,
AND THE DOORS WILL BE LOCKED,
AND YOU WILL AGREE
TO HAND YOUR WEAPONS
OVER TO ME UNTIL WE RETURN.
SORRY. METRO P.D. POLICY
IS NOT TO GIVE UP OUR GUNS.
IF YOU WANT TO SEE
MR. VARNE, YOU WILL.
HOW LONG ARE WE
GOING TO BE GONE?
THAT DEPENDS UPON THE
LENGTH OF YOUR DISCUSSIONS.
A MINIMUM OF TWO
AND A HALF HOURS.
JOHNNY, TAKE THE
VEHICLE I.D. NUMBER DOWN
ON THIS LIMO, WILL YOU?
WE’RE GOING TO GO
SEE MICHAEL VARNE.
IF WE’RE NOT BACK IN ABOUT 3
HOURS, PUT OUT AN A.P.B. FOR US.
YOU GOT IT, HUNTER.
SO, WHAT DO YOU THINK IS THE
WORST THAT COULD HAPPEN TO US?
THE WORST THAT COULD HAPPEN
IS VARNE TURNING
US OVER TO WYLER
FOR GIVING UP OUR GUNS, RIGHT?
YEAH, AND THE SECOND
WORST IS HE COULD KILL US.
YOU’LL FIND MR. VARNE
THROUGH THAT DOOR.
Sunderson: IN HERE.
UP AGAINST THE
WALL, BOTH OF YOU.
THEY TOOK OUR
GUNS. YOU KNOW THAT.
I DON’T CARE!
HEY!
Varne: GENTLEMEN!
YOU KNOW, THAT’S
WHAT I LIKE ABOUT L.A.
ONE NIGHT A MAN WALKS ON FIRE,
THE NEXT DAY HIS
RENT CHECK BOUNCES.
YOU KNOW, I SPEND A LOT OF MONEY
JUST TO AVOID PUBLICITY,
JUST TO KEEP MY NAME
OFF OF PEOPLE’S TONGUES.
AND THEN YOU COME ALONG.
WELL, YOU SEE, WE’RE THE POLICE,
AND WE’RE INVESTIGATING
THE MURDER OF NIKKI RICHMAN.
YES, I KNOW THAT,
BUT I NEVER MET HER.
WHY ARE YOU RUNNING AROUND
TOWN LIKE A RAMPAGING BABOON
ACCUSING ME OF MURDERING HER?
OH, YOU MET HER, ALL RIGHT.
PEOPLE LIKE YOU ARE
DANGEROUS, YOU KNOW THAT?
PEOPLE LIKE YOU
OUGHT TO BE STOPPED.
JUST LIKE YOU
STOPPED NIKKI RICHMAN?
YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT
YOU’RE FREAKIN’ TALKING ABOUT.
NIKKI WAS YOUR MISTRESS
WHEN YOU LIVED DOWN
IN THE CAYMAN ISLANDS.
I NEVER MET HER.
YEAH, AND I QUESTIONED
HER ABOUT 3 YEARS AGO,
WHEN NAT CLAYPO’S BODY
WASHED UP ON THE BEACH.
YOU WERE KEEPING HER THEN,
AND YOU PROBABLY STILL WERE,
UP UNTIL ABOUT,
OH, TWO DAYS AGO.
WHAT A WORK OF FICTION.
UNFORTUNATELY FOR NIKKI, SHE
SAW YOU MURDER NAT CLAYPO.
ISN’T THAT RIGHT?
IF YOU DON’T STOP
EMBARRASSING ME
WITH THESE RABID ACCUSATIONS,
YOU’RE GOING TO PAY A
HELL OF A PRICE FOR IT.
IS THAT ALL?
IT WILL BE.
McCall: DEAD END, HUH?
Hunter: WELL, I WOULDN’T
SAY IT WAS A DEAD END.
I THINK WE MADE THE GUY NERVOUS,
AND WHEN VARNE GETS NERVOUS,
HE USUALLY DOES SOMETHING.
I WISH YOU HADN’T SAID THAT.
IF HE KEEPS DOING THAT,
I’M GOING TO HAVE
TO GIVE HIM A TICKET.
I’M GOING TO STICK MY
HEAD IN THE COMPUTER ROOM.
WANT TO COME ALONG?
OH, THAT SOUNDS
LIKE A GREAT EVENING,
BUT AFTER SUCH AN
EVENTFUL DAY, I AM EXHAUSTED.
MY FEET ARE KILLING ME.
I’M GOING TO GO
HOME AND GO TO BED.
I DON’T BLAME YOU.
IF YOU FIND OUT ANYTHING,
GIVE ME A CALL, OK?
YEAH.
OH, AND BY THE WAY, YOU’D
BETTER LAY OFF THE DOUGHNUTS.
YOU’RE STARTING
TO GET A LITTLE, UH...
OH! HEY, HUNTER. HEY, I
WAS JUST LOOKING FOR YOU.
YEAH, I CAN SEE THAT.
I HAVE SOME INFORMATION
FOR YOU ON NIKKI RICHMAN.
YEAH, WHAT ABOUT HER?
PLACE WHERE SHE WORKED.
WAIT A MINUTE, BUZZ,
SHE DIDN’T WORK.
NO, SHE DIDN’T
WORK, TECHNICALLY,
BUT SHE WAS ON THE PAYROLL.
MAKING A PRETTY
NICE SALARY, TOO.
WAIT A MINUTE, WHAT PAYROLL?
METRO COMPUTER ROOM.
IT’S AN OVERSEAS
HOLDING COMPANY.
IT’S MULTINATIONAL
GENERAL CORPORATION.
YEAH?
Man on phone: I’M LOOKING
FOR SERGEANT HUNTER.
IT’S FOR YOU.
YEAH, HUNTER.
HEY, MAN, YOU
KNOW HOW HARD IT IS
TO GET A HOLD OF YOU?
LISTEN, I HEARD YOU WERE
ASKING ABOUT A GUY NAMED VARNE.
YEAH, WELL, I GOT
SOMETHING FOR YOU, OK?
SOMETHING REAL JUICY.
YEAH, BUT IT’S GOING TO COST
YOU A COUPLE OF BIG FAVORS,
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
WHAT DO YOU GOT, ROCKET?
WHAT ARE YOU, KIDDING?
YOU THINK I’M GOING TO
TELL YOU OVER THE PHONE?
LISTEN, I’M STAYING AT
THIS FLEABAG DOWNTOWN,
BUT I DON’T WANT TO BE SEEN
TALKING TO ANY COPS, ALL RIGHT?
MAKE UP YOUR MIND. WHAT
DO YOU WANT TO DO HERE?
ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT,
JUST HOLD ON, ALL RIGHT?
LET ME THINK A MINUTE.
ALL RIGHT, LISTEN.
THERE’S THIS ALLEY
BEHIND THE HOTEL.
WHAT HOTEL?
THE EDISON. 20th AND VERMONT.
OH, AND HUNTER, IF I
WERE YOU, I’D BE CAREFUL,
BECAUSE IT’S KIND OF A
ROUGH NEIGHBORHOOD, OK?
KEEP YOUR DOORS
LOCKED UNTIL I GET THERE.
Woman: HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!
HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!
MA’AM, I’M THE POLICE.
WHAT’S HAPPENED?
HE... SOMEBODY BEAT HIM.
YOU CAN’T BELIEVE
WHAT THEY DID TO HIM!
WHERE IS HE?
ROOM... ROOM 207. PLEASE HELP!
ALL RIGHT. STAY RIGHT HERE.
FREEZE!
CAN YOU TALK?
WHO DID THIS TO YOU?
HEY, YOU GOT A TELEPHONE?
MY WIFE ALREADY CALLED THE COPS!
IS HE GOING TO BE ALL RIGHT?
LOOKS LIKE IT.
AND MOST OF THE INJURIES,
BAD AS THEY LOOK,
ARE SUPERFICIAL.
Man: WHAT’D YOU
SAY HIS NAME WAS?
EUGENE RAYMARK.
HE’S THE PRESIDENT OF
THE BEVERLY HILLS BANK.
THAT’S WHAT IT
SAID IN HIS WALLET.
OK, DOC, IF I ASK HIM
A FEW QUESTIONS?
KEEP IT SHORT.
MR. RAYMARK, CAN YOU HEAR ME?
I’M SERGEANT CALIFAGNO.
MR. RAYMARK, DO
YOU HAVE ANY IDEA
WHO COULD HAVE DONE THIS TO YOU?
THERE.
THERE’S THE MAN WHO DID THIS.
MR. RAYMARK, I DON’T
THINK YOU UNDERSTAND.
THIS IS SERGEANT HUNTER.
NO!
HE’S A POLICE OFFICER.
HE’S THE ONE WHO
FOUND YOU, MR. RAYMARK.
HE’S THE MAN WHO
LURED ME TO THAT ROOM.
HE DID THIS!
MR. RAYMARK, WHY ON EARTH
WOULD SERGEANT HUNTER
DO A THING LIKE THAT?
I DON’T KNOW.
WHY DON’T YOU ASK
SERGEANT HUNTER?
Captain Wyler: SERGEANT, IT
IS MY DUTY TO INFORM YOU
THAT YOU ARE IMMEDIATELY
SUSPENDED FROM ALL DUTIES.
YOU WILL BE STRIPPED
OF BADGE AND GUN
UNTIL AN INVESTIGATION
OF FELONY CHARGES
AGAINST YOU IS COMPLETED,
AND IF SAID CHARGES
PROVE TO BE CORRECT,
THAT YOU BE DISCHARGED
SUMMARILY FROM THIS
DEPARTMENT TO ANSWER
ALL CIVIL AND CRIMINAL
CHARGES AGAINST YOU.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND
THESE INSTRUCTIONS?
YES, I DO.
SO, NOW IT’S IN THE HANDS
OF INTERNAL AFFAIRS.
THERE’S NOTHING MORE WE CAN DO,
UNLESS ANYONE HAS
ANY SUGGESTIONS.
I’VE GOT ONE.
WHEN ARE YOU GUYS GOING TO START
USING YOUR HEADS ON THIS DEAL?
HUNTER, WE CHECKED
OUT THIS GUY RAYMARK
PRETTY THOROUGHLY.
HE’S A HIGHLY RESPECTED
BEVERLY HILLS BANKER.
IT’S KIND OF HARD
TO BELIEVE THAT...
BERNIE, WHAT WAS THAT
HIGHLY RESPECTED BANKER
DOING IN THAT SLUM
HOTEL TO BEGIN WITH?
AND HOW ABOUT ROCKET, MY
SNITCH? WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM?
AND THE SCREAMING
WOMAN THAT CAME OUT
OF THE HOTEL IN THE RAIN?
WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?
VARNE.
RAYMARK TOOK
THAT KIND OF BEATING
AS SOME KIND OF FAVOR?
I FIND THAT HARD TO BELIEVE.
CAPTAIN, THE DOCTOR SAID
HE WASN’T THAT BADLY BEATEN UP.
COME ON, IT WAS A COSMETIC
BEATING, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD.
COME ON, GET WITH THE
PROGRAM, YOU GUYS! WAKE UP!
AN HOUR AGO, A BLOOD
CLOT CAUSED BY THE BEATING
LODGED IN RAYMARK’S BRAIN.
HE’S IN SURGERY RIGHT
NOW. CRITICAL CONDITION.
BARNEY, THE BLOOD
CLOT WAS AN ACCIDENT.
GIVING SOMEBODY A FAKE
BEATING IS NOT AN EXACT SCIENCE.
SERGEANT HUNTER,
THE D.A. HAS ORDERED ME
TO ARREST YOU AND BOOK YOU
ON A CHARGE OF
FELONIOUS ASSAULT.
THAT’S GREAT. LET’S GET
THE PRELIMINARY
HEARING OUT OF THE WAY
AND GET THIS THING
OVER WITH, HUH?
NO PRELIM. NOT YET.
D.A. WANTS TO WAIT TO SEE
WHETHER RAYMARK LIVES OR DIES.
YOU KNOW GINGER?
SHE’S ONE OF GYPSY’S GIRLS?
SHE’S LOOKING FOR
ROCKET. YOU SEEN HIM?
ALL RIGHT, WELL, LISTEN.
IF YOU HEAR ANYTHING,
GET IN TOUCH WITH BOOZIE
OVER AT REGGIE’S BAR, WILL YOU?
ALL RIGHT, YOU LIE TO ME, I’M
GOING TO BREAK YOUR NECK.
WHERE’S THE ROCKET HIDING?
COME ON...
YOU’RE BUSTED. GET IN.
THEY JUST FOUND
HUNTER’S MISSING SNITCH.
WELL, THANK GOD.
LET’S GO TELL HIM.
I THINK HE ALREADY KNOWS.
SOMEBODY FOUND HIM JUST IN TIME.
ANOTHER 20 SECONDS,
HE’D HAVE BEEN BURIED
UNDER 300 TONS OF CONCRETE.
SORRY, HUNTER.
YOU KNOW, I THINK VARNE
OUTSMARTED HIMSELF
WITH THAT RAYMARK DEAL.
RAYMARK’S IN PRETTY BAD
SHAPE, EVEN IF HE WOULD TALK.
YOU’D BETTER GET A GUARD
OVER TO THE HOSPITAL REAL QUICK.
I WILL IF YOU THINK
IT’LL DO ANY GOOD.
RAYMARK’S HOLDING
ON BY A THREAD AS IT IS.
LOOK, HUNTER, DON’T LET THIS
MAKE YOU DO ANYTHING STUPID.
WHAT, LIKE LOSE MY BADGE?
HUNTER, YOU OK? YOU ALL RIGHT?
NO.
WHERE YOU GOING?
TO MY BED.
MR. HUNTER, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
DROP IT, OR I’LL BLOW
YOUR BRAINS OUT.
MR. HUNTER?
IT’S ALL RIGHT, MRS.
RODNEY. GO BACK TO BED.
COME ON.
WHAT YOU GOT HERE?
WHAT THE HELL DO YOU
THINK YOU’RE DOING?
TRYING TO KILL YOU!
WHO ARE YOU?
GLORIA RAYMARK!
GLORIA RAYMARK?
COME HERE!
NOW LISTEN!
SETTLE DOWN, OR I’M GOING
TO TAKE YOU DOWNTOWN
AND BOOK YOU ON
ATTEMPTED MURDER.
WHAT ARE YOU
GOING TO TRY AND DO,
BEAT ME UP LIKE
YOU DID MY FATHER?
I DON’T EVEN KNOW YOUR OLD MAN.
NEVER LAID A HAND ON HIM.
THERE’S NO MISTAKE!
HE... HE WAS POSITIVE
WHEN HE POINTED YOU OUT!
OH, HE WAS POSITIVE,
ALL RIGHT. THAT’S BECAUSE
HE’S TAKING INSTRUCTIONS
FROM MICHAEL VARNE.
YOU’RE CRAZY!
I DON’T EVEN THINK MY
FATHER KNOWS MICHAEL VARNE!
OH, HE KNOWS HIM, ALL RIGHT.
HE TOOK A BEATING FOR HIM.
LET ME GO.
LOOKIT.
SIT DOWN NOW. GET THIS
THROUGH YOUR HEAD.
VARNE’S TRYING TO GET AT ME,
WHICH MEANS HE’S GOT
SOMETHING ON YOUR OLD MAN.
YOU’RE LYING.
REALLY?
STAY RIGHT THERE.
COME ON. McCALL?
MEET ME AT MY
HOUSE. MAKE IT QUICK.
MEET GLORIA RAYMARK.
SHE’S 19.
SHE JUST TRIED TO
KILL ME, DIDN’T YOU?
NOW, WHAT I WANT YOU TO
DO, I WANT YOU TO TALK TO HER.
TRY AND WAKE HER UP.
AND WHEN YOU DO,
COME WAKE ME UP,
’CAUSE I’M GOING
TO BED. GOOD NIGHT.
SO, YOU DO THIS
SORT OF THING OFTEN?
DON’T PATRONIZE ME.
HUNTER’S ADDRESS ISN’T LISTED.
HOW DID YOU FIND
OUT WHERE HE LIVES?
I NEVER TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER.
MAYBE THAT’S YOUR PROBLEM.
WHY DON’T WE GO HAVE
SOME COFFEE AND TALK?
COME ON.
YOU KNOW, WHAT
YOU DID HERE TONIGHT,
IT’S CALLED ATTEMPTED HOMICIDE.
COULD GET YOU 10 TO 20
YEARS IN THE STATE PEN,
REGARDLESS OF THE REASONS.
IF IT WAS YOUR FATHER,
HOW WOULD YOU FEEL?
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’D DO?
I THINK I WOULD TRY
TO GET ALL THE FACTS
BEFORE I TOOK A
SHOT AT SOMEBODY.
LOOK, AFTER MY MOM DIED,
THERE WASN’T ANYBODY
BUT DAD AND ME.
WE LOOK OUT FOR EACH OTHER.
I DON’T THINK YOU’RE HEARING ME.
YOU WANT FACTS?
I TALKED TO THE
DOCTORS PERSONALLY.
MY FATHER WASN’T CONFUSED.
HE WASN’T DAMAGED... NOT YET.
HE KNEW EXACTLY
WHO HE WAS ACCUSING.
YEAH, HE DID.
THAT’S BECAUSE
HE WAS ORDERED TO.
GLORIA, HOW WELL DO
YOU KNOW YOUR FATHER?
WELL.
I MEAN, HOW WELL DO YOU
KNOW HIM AS A BUSINESSMAN,
AS A BANKER WHO DEALS IN
MILLIONS OF DOLLARS EVERY DAY,
MOSTLY IN OVERSEAS TRANSACTIONS?
MY FATHER IS AN HONEST MAN,
A WONDERFUL MAN.
LET ME ASK YOU AGAIN.
HOW WELL DO YOU
KNOW YOUR FATHER?
HUNTER?
YEAH?
GLORIA HAS SOMETHING
SHE WANTS TO SAY TO YOU.
SERGEANT HUNTER, I WAS
LISTENING TO MISS McCALL
TELL THE STORY ABOUT, YOU KNOW,
YOU AND THE MURDER
OF NIKKI RICHMAN
AND MR. VARNE, AND...
I WAS JUST WONDERING...
KEYS TO HER DAD’S HOUSE.
HELLO?
YES, THIS IS GLORIA RAYMARK.
OH, THAT’S WONDERFUL.
YES, THANK YOU FOR CALLING.
THEY REMOVED THE BLOOD CLOT,
AND THEY SAY HE
MAY BE ALL RIGHT.
THAT’S GREAT NEWS, GLORIA.
GREAT.
LET’S GET BUSY.
WHAT HAVE YOU GOT OVER THERE?
NOTHING. HOW ABOUT YOU?
WELL, I MIGHT HAVE
SOMETHING HERE.
WHEN I TELL YOU TO,
PICK UP THAT PHONE.
WHY? WHAT HAVE YOU GOT?
WELL, WHEN I PRESS THIS REDIAL
BUTTON HERE ON THE TELEPHONE,
IT MAY GIVE US THE PHONE NUMBER
OF WHO GLORIA’S
FATHER TALKED TO LAST.
AH, MODERN TECHNOLOGY.
NOW, IF SOMEONE ANSWERS, AD LIB.
WAIT A MINUTE, I DON’T
WANT TO AD LIB. YOU AD LIB.
I SAID AD LIB.
I DON’T WANT TO. I
ALWAYS HAVE TO. YOU DO IT!
THAT’S RIGHT. AD LIB.
Man on phone: HELLO?
HI, IS JIMMY THERE?
I’M SORRY, YOU HAVE
THE WRONG NUMBER.
THAT WAS VARNE’S CHAUFFEUR.
I RECOGNIZE THE VOICE.
1...
7, 1...
4...
5...
5...
5...
1, 1...
5...
2.
714... THAT’S GOT TO
BE VARNE’S HIDEAWAY.
THAT HAS TO BE WHERE
THE CHAUFFEUR TOOK US.
YEP, SURE DOES.
HERE, GLORIA.
MAKE SURE EVERYTHING IS
WRAPPED UP TIGHT HERE, HUH?
McCall: LOOK, THIS
IS URGENT. I CA...
NO, I’M NOT GOING TO
SPELL IT OUT FOR YOU!
YOU’VE BEEN STALLING
ME FOR 4 HOURS ALREADY.
NOW WHAT THE HELL DO I HAVE
TO DO, GO TO CAPTAIN WYLER?
GO TO THE CHAIRMAN OF THE
POLICE COMMISSION, WHAT?
GOT IT.
LET’S GO.
Avadon: EXCUSE ME.
I WAS JUST WONDERING
IF I’M STILL A SUSPECT,
OR IF I’M FREE TO LEAVE TOWN.
WELL, I REALLY DON’T THINK
IT’S A VERY GOOD IDEA
TO LEAVE RIGHT NOW.
WHY, WHERE DID YOU WANT TO GO?
THE CARIBBEAN.
I’VE GOT TO FIND OUT
WHO THE HELL SHE WAS.
I WOULDN’T DO THAT.
DO YOU ALREADY KNOW?
IF YOU DO, TELL
ME, ’CAUSE I’M GOING
TO FIND OUT ONE
WAY OR THE OTHER.
LOOK, GREG, A
COUPLE OF YEARS AGO,
NIKKI WAS SLEEPING WITH A MAN
BY THE NAME OF MICHAEL VARNE.
YOU KNOW WHO HE IS?
WELL, WE THINK SHE SAW HIM
KILL HIS BUSINESS PARTNER,
A GUY BY THE NAME OF NAT
CLAYPO, A COUPLE YEARS AGO.
NOW, THAT WAS OK WITH
VARNE UNTIL YOU CAME ALONG
AND THREATENED TO
MAKE HER INDEPENDENT.
YOU MEAN SHE DIED BECAUSE OF ME?
NO, SHE DIED BECAUSE
OF MICHAEL VARNE.
NOW, WE MAY NEED YOU,
SO DON’T LEAVE TOWN, OK?
LET’S GO.
ALL RIGHT, WE’RE GOING TO
STICK TO THE PLAN, RIGHT?
RIGHT.
ALL WE’RE GOING TO
DO IS RECONNOITER.
WE’RE GOING TO COME BACK
WITH A SEARCH WARRANT, RIGHT?
RIGHT.
Hunter: THAT’S IT.
IT’S GLORIA!
GLORIA! COME ON, IT’S US!
KEEP RUNNING! KEEP RUNNING!
UGH!
Hunter: COME ON!
HEY, GIVE ME A HAND HERE.
WILLY’S HURT REAL BAD.
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE?
MR. RAYMARK, I WANT
YOU TO STOP THE LIES.
I WANT YOU TO TELL ME WHO
YOU TOOK THIS BEATING FOR.
GET OUT OF HERE.
GIVE ME THAT.
YOU KNOW, YOUR DAUGHTER
WAS ALMOST KILLED
BY VARNE’S MEN THIS AFTERNOON.
SHE WOULD HAVE BEEN KILLED
IF IT HADN’T BEEN FOR
ME AND MY PARTNER.
I DON’T BELIEVE A
WORD YOU’RE SAYING.
REALLY?
GIVE ME THE ADMITTING DESK.
HEY, YOU CAN’T DO THAT!
Gloria: I ASKED THEM TO.
MY GOD!
IT WAS VARNE’S MEN
WHO SHOT ME, FATHER.
BABY, I’M SORRY...
SO SORRY.
I NEVER DREAMED YOU’D
BECOME INVOLVED IN THIS.
ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MINDS?
THIS PATIENT JUST
CAME OUT OF SURGERY.
NURSE, GET THE PATIENT
BACK TO HER ROOM.
AND AS FOR YOU TWO...
DR. JARVIS, GIVE ME A
FEW MINUTES, PLEASE.
I DON’T HAVE TO EXPLAIN, DO I?
YOU PROBABLY KNOW THE ANSWERS.
WELL, JUST THAT YOU
COULDN’T SAY NO TO VARNE.
I COULD’VE.
I SHOULD’VE.
WELL, WHY DIDN’T YOU?
12 YEARS AGO, I WAS BANKRUPT.
VARNE OFFERED ME A WAY OUT...
FOR 80% OF THE PROFITS.
LATER, I STARTED
SKIMMING A BIT FOR MYSELF,
AND HE DISCOVERED
IT, BUT DID NOTHING,
AND HE DIDN’T CALL IN MY
I.O.U. UNTIL A WEEK AGO.
CAN YOU FORGIVE ME?
EVEN IF WE DON’T GET
VARNE FOR MURDER,
YOUR TESTIMONY’S GOING TO
PUT HIM AWAY FOR A LONG TIME.
WE’RE GOING TO
GET HIM FOR MURDER.
Lieutenant: LOOKS AWFULLY QUIET.
YOU SUPPOSE THEY GOT THE WORD?
WELL, IF HE DID, HE’D
BE LONG GONE BY NOW.
AND IF HE DIDN’T?
WELL, IF HE DIDN’T,
THEN IT’LL STOP
BEING QUIET REAL
FAST, NOW, WON’T IT?
MR. VARNE!
SHERIFFS’ CARS
OUTSIDE, 3 OF THEM!
ALL RIGHT, HOLD THEM OFF.
I NEED 10 MINUTES.
STAY IN YOUR CARS,
BOYS, BUT COVER ME GOOD.
I WANT TO TRY AND SERVE THIS
WARRANT WITHOUT ANY FIREWORKS.
AHH!
LOOK, HUNTER, YOU DID
WHAT NOBODY ELSE COULD DO...
YOU LOCKED HIM UP,
AND YOU PUT HIM AWAY.
YEAH, ON SUCH CHARGES
AS CONSPIRACY TO COMMIT PERJURY,
ASSAULT WITH A DEADLY
WEAPON, RESISTING ARREST,
POSSESSION OF
AUTOMATIC WEAPONS...
WHAT DID YOU WANT
TO DO, WATCH HIM WALK?
LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING...
FOR A GUY WHO’S TRASHED
AS MANY LIVES AS HE’S TRASHED,
KILLED AS MANY
PEOPLE AS HE’S KILLED,
I WOULD LIKE TO SEE
SOMETHING A LITTLE MORE HARSH
COME DOWN ON HIM,
SOMETHING LIKE, UH, DEATH ROW.
I KNOW THAT, BUT THERE’S REALLY
NOT TOO MUCH MORE
WE CAN DO ABOUT IT NOW.
SERGEANT HUNTER?
WELL, IF IT ISN’T
OUR FAVORITE CHAUFFEUR.
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
WE HAVE A MUTUAL
FRIEND IN THE HOSPITAL
THAT WANTS TO TALK TO YOU.
WHO’S THAT?
WILLEM SUNDERSON.
NOW, WHY WOULD I WANT TO
TALK TO WILLEM SUNDERSON?
BECAUSE MR. VARNE
LEFT HIM FOR DEAD
BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD.
WHY WOULD I WANT TO TALK TO
WILLEM SUNDERSON ABOUT THAT?
BECAUSE HE’S WILLING TO
TELL YOU ALL ABOUT MR. VARNE.
HE’S WILLING TO MAKE A DEAL.
YEAH? WHAT KIND OF DEAL?
HIS LIFE FOR VARNE.
HE’LL TELL YOU HOW
MR. VARNE PERSONALLY ORDERED
THE MURDER OF NAT
CLAYPO AND NIKKI RICHMAN.
I BELIEVE I’D LIKE TO TALK TO
HIM ABOUT THAT, WOULDN’T YOU?
YES.
SHALL WE?
YOU’RE SAYING I KILLED HER?
YOU DON’T GO AROUND ACCUSING
MICHAEL VARNE OF MURDER.
YOU’RE GOING TO PAY A
HELL OF A PRICE FOR IT.
SO, WHAT DO YOU THINK IS THE
WORST THAT COULD HAPPEN TO US?
WHY ARE YOU RUNNING AROUND
TOWN LIKE A RAMPAGING BABOON,
ACCUSING ME OF MURDERING HER?
SO IF HE DIDN’T DO IT, AND
THE BURGLARY WAS A FAKE,
THEN WHO KILLED HER?
THERE’S THE MAN WHO DID THIS.
SERGEANT HUNTER, THE D.A.
HAS ORDERED ME TO ARREST YOU
AND BOOK YOU ON A CHARGE
OF FELONIOUS ASSAULT.
IT WORKS FOR ME.
I CAN STAY.
NO.
NIKKI, WHAT IS WITH THIS PLACE?
THIS IS YOUR HOME.
THIS IS WHERE YOU LIVE.
WHAT ARE YOU SO
DAMNED AFRAID OF?
LISTEN, JUST GIVE ME
A LITTLE BIT MORE TIME.
NIKKI, COME WITH ME!
I LOVE YOU!
WELL, WILLEM SUNDERSON.
WANT SOME GOODIES?
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
THE MAN ISN’T HAPPY
YOU’RE BREAKING YOUR WORD,
GETTING INDEPENDENT.
NEXT THING, YOU’LL BE TALKING
ABOUT HIM ON JOHNNY CARSON.
YEAH? WELL, YOU TELL
THE MAN TO TURN OFF HIS TV.
YOU KNOW, NIKKI,
YOU’RE THE EXCEPTION
TO ONE OF THE BASIC
RULES OF HIS LIFE.
THAT’S WHY YOU’RE ALIVE.
BUT WHAT YOU’RE DOING NOW...
TALKING ABOUT GETTING SERIOUS
WITH THAT GUY IN THE CAR...
THAT’S OUT.
YOU TELL HIM TO
TAKE A FLYING LEAP.
BUT I ALREADY HAVE.
I TOLD HIM THAT’S EXACTLY
WHAT YOU WOULD SAY,
AND YOU KNOW WHAT HE TOLD ME?
IF SHE DOES, OFF HER.
Man: HEY, HUNTER.
Hunter: HOW YOU DOING,
BUDDY? WHAT HAVE YOU GOT?
WELL, LOOKS LIKE A YOUNG LADY
WITH A BULLET HOLE IN HER HEAD.
LOOKS LIKE SHE CAME HOME,
SURPRISED A BURGLAR, SAYONARA.
HOUSEKEEPER FOUND THE BODY.
YEAH, I KNOW.
HER ROOM’S ON THE
OCEAN SIDE OF THE HOUSE.
I DOUBT SHE HEARD ANYTHING.
DID YOU KNOW HER?
YEAH, I QUESTIONED
HER A COUPLE YEARS AGO.
WAS SHE RAPED?
NO, AT LEAST SHE
WAS SPARED THAT.
.22 WITH A SILENCER.
YEAH, WELL, IT WASN’T
A BURGLAR, EITHER.
THAT WAS FAKED.
MISS MONTGOMERY?
SERGEANT McCALL
AND SERGEANT HUNTER.
DO YOU MIND IF WE
STEP OUTSIDE HERE
AND HAVE A TALK?
YOU KNOW, YOU MAY OR
MAY NOT REMEMBER ME.
I CAME BY A COUPLE OF
YEARS AGO TO TALK TO NIKKI
ABOUT THE DEATH OF NAT CLAYPO.
YES, YOU DO LOOK FAMILIAR.
WHO PAID FOR NIKKI’S BILLS?
DID SHE HAVE A BOYFRIEND?
YOU MEAN WAS
SOMEBODY KEEPING HER?
SHE WAS NOT THAT KIND OF GIRL!
NO, MA’AM, I THINK
WHAT SERGEANT HUNTER
IS TRYING TO DETERMINE
IS WHETHER OR NOT
IT WAS SOMEBODY
OTHER THAN A BURGLAR.
ONCE OR TWICE A WEEK, A
CAR WOULD PULL UP OUTSIDE,
AND NIKKI WOULD BE WAITING.
ALWAYS BROUGHT
HER HOME AT NIGHT.
WELL, DID YOU ASK HER WHO
IT WAS, WHERE SHE WENT?
I THINK THIS WILL HELP YOU.
WHAT’S THAT?
THE LICENSE NUMBER.
I COPIED IT DOWN.
Woman: NO, NO, STOP IT! NO, NO.
I’M SERIOUS. COME ON.
IT’S MY TURN. LET ME
TAKE YOUR PICTURE.
WELL? SAY SOMETHING.
THAT’S NIKKI’S VOICE.
WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?
I JUST CAN’T BE NATURAL.
YOU HAVE TO TELL ME
WHAT I’M SUPPOSED TO DO.
OK. NO, STOP THAT!
Hunter: GREG AVADON?
Nikki: WHAT’S SO FUNNY?
ARE YOU LAUGHING AT ME?
METRO P.D. HOMICIDE.
ANSWER ME, GREG.
GREG, YOU’RE MAKING
ME FEEL SELF-CONSCIOUS!
Avadon: SHE’S DEAD.
WELL, HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?
I CALLED THIS MORNING
ON HER PRIVATE LINE.
THE HOUSEKEEPER ANSWERED.
SHE TOLD ME.
YOU SURE YOU
DIDN’T KNOW ABOUT IT
MAYBE A LITTLE SOONER THAN THAT?
JUST WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?
YOU’RE SAYING THAT I KILLED HER?
WELL, WAS THERE
ANYBODY ELSE INVOLVED
IN HER LIFE OTHER THAN YOU?
THERE WASN’T ANOTHER MAN,
IF THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE SAYING.
THEN YOU WERE THE
ONE WHO PAID HER BILLS.
NO.
WELL, SHE DIDN’T WORK.
HOW’D SHE GET HER MONEY?
I DON’T KNOW.
I’M BEGINNING TO WONDER IF
YOU REALLY KNEW HER AT ALL.
SURE YOU DIDN’T HAVE A LITTLE
WIFE TUCKED AWAY SOMEWHERE?
HEY, GET OFF MY CASE, WILL YOU?
WELL, LOOK AT IT. YOU PICKED
HER UP, YOU DROPPED HER OFF.
YOU NEVER EVEN SET
FOOT IN HER HOUSE.
WHAT WERE YOU SO AFRAID OF?
WHAT WERE YOU
TRYING TO HIDE FROM?
IT WAS NIKKI WHO WAS
HIDING. SHE WAS SCARED!
OF WHAT?
I DON’T KNOW. I’D ASK HER...
BUT THAT LOOK WOULD
COME OVER HER FACE, AND...
THAT WOULD BE IT.
SHE WOULDN’T SAY...
SHE NEVER DID...
WHO SHE WAS OR...
WHERE SHE CAME FROM.
WHEN WE WENT OUT, WE
WENT TO SANTA BARBARA.
HEY, I’M TELLING YOU THE TRUTH!
AT FIRST I THOUGHT, YEAH,
THERE’S GOT TO BE ANOTHER GUY.
AND THEN I REALIZED
IT WASN’T THAT SIMPLE.
BY THEN, I DIDN’T CARE.
I ASKED HER TO MARRY
ME, AND SHE SAID YES.
YOU WERE GOING TO BE MARRIED?
"WHERE ARE WE
GOING TO LIVE," I SAID,
"A DESERT ISLAND?"
THEN SHE SAID,
"THE DAY THAT I
BECOME YOUR WIFE..."
"IS THE DAY I STOP HIDING."
WE’LL SHOW OURSELVES OUT.
DO YOURSELF A FAVOR, GREG.
PUT THE TAPES AWAY, HUH?
McCall: I DON’T THINK HE DID IT.
WELL, I HAPPEN TO
AGREE WITH YOU.
SO IF HE DIDN’T DO IT,
AND THE BURGLARY WAS A FAKE,
THEN WHO KILLED HER?
YOU KNOW, I’M VERY, VERY GLAD
YOU ASKED ME THAT QUESTION.
Hunter: RECOGNIZE HIM?
McCall: MICHAEL VARNE.
YEP. NIKKI RICHMAN
WAS HIS MISTRESS
WHEN NAT CLAYPO
WASHED UP ON A BEACH.
THEY NEVER SOLVED
THAT CASE, DID THEY?
NO, I NEVER DID.
COME ON, GUYS, YOU
DON’T GO AROUND
ACCUSING MICHAEL VARNE OF MURDER
BECAUSE SOMEBODY’S
BURGLARY WENT SOUR.
THAT’S LIKE ACCUSING
HOWARD HUGHES
OF RIGGING A VOLLEYBALL GAME.
LOOK, LIEUTENANT, REMEMBER
THE NAT CLAYPO MURDER CASE?
YEAH. I HAVEN’T
BEEN LIVING IN A CAVE.
NAT CLAYPO AND MICHAEL VARNE
WERE BUSINESS ASSOCIATES.
DOPE SMUGGLING FROM COLOMBIA.
BOTH BECOME EXTREMELY WEALTHY.
WELL, ONE DAY, CLAYPO
WINDS UP ON THE BEACH, DEAD.
NOW, IT WAS MY FEELING
THEN, AS IT IS NOW,
THAT VARNE HAD HIM KILLED.
WAIT A MINUTE, WAIT A MINUTE.
ARE WE TALKING ABOUT
THE SAME MICHAEL VARNE?
THE INTERNATIONAL FINANCIER,
BUYS HIMSELF SMALL
PLANETS, THAT GUY?
YES.
AND YOU WERE GOING
AROUND SHOWING HIS PICTURE
TO TRY TO FLUSH HIM OUT?
WE TRIED TO FIND HIM
AT HIS HOUSE IN BEL AIR,
AT HIS YACHT, HIS
PLACE IN THE SPRINGS.
IT WAS LIKE TRYING
TO FIND THE PRESIDENT.
I DON’T BELIEVE YOU GUYS.
ROOTING HIM OUT THIS WAY,
THAT’S NEVER GOING TO WORK.
HUNTER? THERE’S A GUY OUT FRONT.
SOMETHING ABOUT MICHAEL
VARNE WANTING TO SEE YOU.
HANG THAT UP FOR ME, WILL YOU?
Chauffeur: SERGEANT HUNTER?
YEP.
MR. VARNE IS READY
TO SEE YOU NOW.
IS HE IN THERE?
NO. A PLACE OF HIS CHOOSING.
A SECRET PLACE THAT HE
WISHES TO REMAIN SECRET.
YOU’RE GOING TO
TAKE US TO HIM, RIGHT?
IF YOU AGREE TO THE RULES.
FIRST, YOU WILL NOT
KNOW WHERE WE’RE GOING,
AND THE DOORS WILL BE LOCKED,
AND YOU WILL AGREE
TO HAND YOUR WEAPONS
OVER TO ME UNTIL WE RETURN.
SORRY. METRO P.D. POLICY
IS NOT TO GIVE UP OUR GUNS.
IF YOU WANT TO SEE
MR. VARNE, YOU WILL.
HOW LONG ARE WE
GOING TO BE GONE?
THAT DEPENDS UPON THE
LENGTH OF YOUR DISCUSSIONS.
A MINIMUM OF TWO
AND A HALF HOURS.
JOHNNY, TAKE THE
VEHICLE I.D. NUMBER DOWN
ON THIS LIMO, WILL YOU?
WE’RE GOING TO GO
SEE MICHAEL VARNE.
IF WE’RE NOT BACK IN ABOUT 3
HOURS, PUT OUT AN A.P.B. FOR US.
YOU GOT IT, HUNTER.
SO, WHAT DO YOU THINK IS THE
WORST THAT COULD HAPPEN TO US?
THE WORST THAT COULD HAPPEN
IS VARNE TURNING
US OVER TO WYLER
FOR GIVING UP OUR GUNS, RIGHT?
YEAH, AND THE SECOND
WORST IS HE COULD KILL US.
YOU’LL FIND MR. VARNE
THROUGH THAT DOOR.
Sunderson: IN HERE.
UP AGAINST THE
WALL, BOTH OF YOU.
THEY TOOK OUR
GUNS. YOU KNOW THAT.
I DON’T CARE!
HEY!
Varne: GENTLEMEN!
YOU KNOW, THAT’S
WHAT I LIKE ABOUT L.A.
ONE NIGHT A MAN WALKS ON FIRE,
THE NEXT DAY HIS
RENT CHECK BOUNCES.
YOU KNOW, I SPEND A LOT OF MONEY
JUST TO AVOID PUBLICITY,
JUST TO KEEP MY NAME
OFF OF PEOPLE’S TONGUES.
AND THEN YOU COME ALONG.
WELL, YOU SEE, WE’RE THE POLICE,
AND WE’RE INVESTIGATING
THE MURDER OF NIKKI RICHMAN.
YES, I KNOW THAT,
BUT I NEVER MET HER.
WHY ARE YOU RUNNING AROUND
TOWN LIKE A RAMPAGING BABOON
ACCUSING ME OF MURDERING HER?
OH, YOU MET HER, ALL RIGHT.
PEOPLE LIKE YOU ARE
DANGEROUS, YOU KNOW THAT?
PEOPLE LIKE YOU
OUGHT TO BE STOPPED.
JUST LIKE YOU
STOPPED NIKKI RICHMAN?
YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT
YOU’RE FREAKIN’ TALKING ABOUT.
NIKKI WAS YOUR MISTRESS
WHEN YOU LIVED DOWN
IN THE CAYMAN ISLANDS.
I NEVER MET HER.
YEAH, AND I QUESTIONED
HER ABOUT 3 YEARS AGO,
WHEN NAT CLAYPO’S BODY
WASHED UP ON THE BEACH.
YOU WERE KEEPING HER THEN,
AND YOU PROBABLY STILL WERE,
UP UNTIL ABOUT,
OH, TWO DAYS AGO.
WHAT A WORK OF FICTION.
UNFORTUNATELY FOR NIKKI, SHE
SAW YOU MURDER NAT CLAYPO.
ISN’T THAT RIGHT?
IF YOU DON’T STOP
EMBARRASSING ME
WITH THESE RABID ACCUSATIONS,
YOU’RE GOING TO PAY A
HELL OF A PRICE FOR IT.
IS THAT ALL?
IT WILL BE.
McCall: DEAD END, HUH?
Hunter: WELL, I WOULDN’T
SAY IT WAS A DEAD END.
I THINK WE MADE THE GUY NERVOUS,
AND WHEN VARNE GETS NERVOUS,
HE USUALLY DOES SOMETHING.
I WISH YOU HADN’T SAID THAT.
IF HE KEEPS DOING THAT,
I’M GOING TO HAVE
TO GIVE HIM A TICKET.
I’M GOING TO STICK MY
HEAD IN THE COMPUTER ROOM.
WANT TO COME ALONG?
OH, THAT SOUNDS
LIKE A GREAT EVENING,
BUT AFTER SUCH AN
EVENTFUL DAY, I AM EXHAUSTED.
MY FEET ARE KILLING ME.
I’M GOING TO GO
HOME AND GO TO BED.
I DON’T BLAME YOU.
IF YOU FIND OUT ANYTHING,
GIVE ME A CALL, OK?
YEAH.
OH, AND BY THE WAY, YOU’D
BETTER LAY OFF THE DOUGHNUTS.
YOU’RE STARTING
TO GET A LITTLE, UH...
OH! HEY, HUNTER. HEY, I
WAS JUST LOOKING FOR YOU.
YEAH, I CAN SEE THAT.
I HAVE SOME INFORMATION
FOR YOU ON NIKKI RICHMAN.
YEAH, WHAT ABOUT HER?
PLACE WHERE SHE WORKED.
WAIT A MINUTE, BUZZ,
SHE DIDN’T WORK.
NO, SHE DIDN’T
WORK, TECHNICALLY,
BUT SHE WAS ON THE PAYROLL.
MAKING A PRETTY
NICE SALARY, TOO.
WAIT A MINUTE, WHAT PAYROLL?
METRO COMPUTER ROOM.
IT’S AN OVERSEAS
HOLDING COMPANY.
IT’S MULTINATIONAL
GENERAL CORPORATION.
YEAH?
Man on phone: I’M LOOKING
FOR SERGEANT HUNTER.
IT’S FOR YOU.
YEAH, HUNTER.
HEY, MAN, YOU
KNOW HOW HARD IT IS
TO GET A HOLD OF YOU?
LISTEN, I HEARD YOU WERE
ASKING ABOUT A GUY NAMED VARNE.
YEAH, WELL, I GOT
SOMETHING FOR YOU, OK?
SOMETHING REAL JUICY.
YEAH, BUT IT’S GOING TO COST
YOU A COUPLE OF BIG FAVORS,
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
WHAT DO YOU GOT, ROCKET?
WHAT ARE YOU, KIDDING?
YOU THINK I’M GOING TO
TELL YOU OVER THE PHONE?
LISTEN, I’M STAYING AT
THIS FLEABAG DOWNTOWN,
BUT I DON’T WANT TO BE SEEN
TALKING TO ANY COPS, ALL RIGHT?
MAKE UP YOUR MIND. WHAT
DO YOU WANT TO DO HERE?
ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT,
JUST HOLD ON, ALL RIGHT?
LET ME THINK A MINUTE.
ALL RIGHT, LISTEN.
THERE’S THIS ALLEY
BEHIND THE HOTEL.
WHAT HOTEL?
THE EDISON. 20th AND VERMONT.
OH, AND HUNTER, IF I
WERE YOU, I’D BE CAREFUL,
BECAUSE IT’S KIND OF A
ROUGH NEIGHBORHOOD, OK?
KEEP YOUR DOORS
LOCKED UNTIL I GET THERE.
Woman: HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!
HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!
MA’AM, I’M THE POLICE.
WHAT’S HAPPENED?
HE... SOMEBODY BEAT HIM.
YOU CAN’T BELIEVE
WHAT THEY DID TO HIM!
WHERE IS HE?
ROOM... ROOM 207. PLEASE HELP!
ALL RIGHT. STAY RIGHT HERE.
FREEZE!
CAN YOU TALK?
WHO DID THIS TO YOU?
HEY, YOU GOT A TELEPHONE?
MY WIFE ALREADY CALLED THE COPS!
IS HE GOING TO BE ALL RIGHT?
LOOKS LIKE IT.
AND MOST OF THE INJURIES,
BAD AS THEY LOOK,
ARE SUPERFICIAL.
Man: WHAT’D YOU
SAY HIS NAME WAS?
EUGENE RAYMARK.
HE’S THE PRESIDENT OF
THE BEVERLY HILLS BANK.
THAT’S WHAT IT
SAID IN HIS WALLET.
OK, DOC, IF I ASK HIM
A FEW QUESTIONS?
KEEP IT SHORT.
MR. RAYMARK, CAN YOU HEAR ME?
I’M SERGEANT CALIFAGNO.
MR. RAYMARK, DO
YOU HAVE ANY IDEA
WHO COULD HAVE DONE THIS TO YOU?
THERE.
THERE’S THE MAN WHO DID THIS.
MR. RAYMARK, I DON’T
THINK YOU UNDERSTAND.
THIS IS SERGEANT HUNTER.
NO!
HE’S A POLICE OFFICER.
HE’S THE ONE WHO
FOUND YOU, MR. RAYMARK.
HE’S THE MAN WHO
LURED ME TO THAT ROOM.
HE DID THIS!
MR. RAYMARK, WHY ON EARTH
WOULD SERGEANT HUNTER
DO A THING LIKE THAT?
I DON’T KNOW.
WHY DON’T YOU ASK
SERGEANT HUNTER?
Captain Wyler: SERGEANT, IT
IS MY DUTY TO INFORM YOU
THAT YOU ARE IMMEDIATELY
SUSPENDED FROM ALL DUTIES.
YOU WILL BE STRIPPED
OF BADGE AND GUN
UNTIL AN INVESTIGATION
OF FELONY CHARGES
AGAINST YOU IS COMPLETED,
AND IF SAID CHARGES
PROVE TO BE CORRECT,
THAT YOU BE DISCHARGED
SUMMARILY FROM THIS
DEPARTMENT TO ANSWER
ALL CIVIL AND CRIMINAL
CHARGES AGAINST YOU.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND
THESE INSTRUCTIONS?
YES, I DO.
SO, NOW IT’S IN THE HANDS
OF INTERNAL AFFAIRS.
THERE’S NOTHING MORE WE CAN DO,
UNLESS ANYONE HAS
ANY SUGGESTIONS.
I’VE GOT ONE.
WHEN ARE YOU GUYS GOING TO START
USING YOUR HEADS ON THIS DEAL?
HUNTER, WE CHECKED
OUT THIS GUY RAYMARK
PRETTY THOROUGHLY.
HE’S A HIGHLY RESPECTED
BEVERLY HILLS BANKER.
IT’S KIND OF HARD
TO BELIEVE THAT...
BERNIE, WHAT WAS THAT
HIGHLY RESPECTED BANKER
DOING IN THAT SLUM
HOTEL TO BEGIN WITH?
AND HOW ABOUT ROCKET, MY
SNITCH? WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM?
AND THE SCREAMING
WOMAN THAT CAME OUT
OF THE HOTEL IN THE RAIN?
WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?
VARNE.
RAYMARK TOOK
THAT KIND OF BEATING
AS SOME KIND OF FAVOR?
I FIND THAT HARD TO BELIEVE.
CAPTAIN, THE DOCTOR SAID
HE WASN’T THAT BADLY BEATEN UP.
COME ON, IT WAS A COSMETIC
BEATING, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD.
COME ON, GET WITH THE
PROGRAM, YOU GUYS! WAKE UP!
AN HOUR AGO, A BLOOD
CLOT CAUSED BY THE BEATING
LODGED IN RAYMARK’S BRAIN.
HE’S IN SURGERY RIGHT
NOW. CRITICAL CONDITION.
BARNEY, THE BLOOD
CLOT WAS AN ACCIDENT.
GIVING SOMEBODY A FAKE
BEATING IS NOT AN EXACT SCIENCE.
SERGEANT HUNTER,
THE D.A. HAS ORDERED ME
TO ARREST YOU AND BOOK YOU
ON A CHARGE OF
FELONIOUS ASSAULT.
THAT’S GREAT. LET’S GET
THE PRELIMINARY
HEARING OUT OF THE WAY
AND GET THIS THING
OVER WITH, HUH?
NO PRELIM. NOT YET.
D.A. WANTS TO WAIT TO SEE
WHETHER RAYMARK LIVES OR DIES.
YOU KNOW GINGER?
SHE’S ONE OF GYPSY’S GIRLS?
SHE’S LOOKING FOR
ROCKET. YOU SEEN HIM?
ALL RIGHT, WELL, LISTEN.
IF YOU HEAR ANYTHING,
GET IN TOUCH WITH BOOZIE
OVER AT REGGIE’S BAR, WILL YOU?
ALL RIGHT, YOU LIE TO ME, I’M
GOING TO BREAK YOUR NECK.
WHERE’S THE ROCKET HIDING?
COME ON...
YOU’RE BUSTED. GET IN.
THEY JUST FOUND
HUNTER’S MISSING SNITCH.
WELL, THANK GOD.
LET’S GO TELL HIM.
I THINK HE ALREADY KNOWS.
SOMEBODY FOUND HIM JUST IN TIME.
ANOTHER 20 SECONDS,
HE’D HAVE BEEN BURIED
UNDER 300 TONS OF CONCRETE.
SORRY, HUNTER.
YOU KNOW, I THINK VARNE
OUTSMARTED HIMSELF
WITH THAT RAYMARK DEAL.
RAYMARK’S IN PRETTY BAD
SHAPE, EVEN IF HE WOULD TALK.
YOU’D BETTER GET A GUARD
OVER TO THE HOSPITAL REAL QUICK.
I WILL IF YOU THINK
IT’LL DO ANY GOOD.
RAYMARK’S HOLDING
ON BY A THREAD AS IT IS.
LOOK, HUNTER, DON’T LET THIS
MAKE YOU DO ANYTHING STUPID.
WHAT, LIKE LOSE MY BADGE?
HUNTER, YOU OK? YOU ALL RIGHT?
NO.
WHERE YOU GOING?
TO MY BED.
MR. HUNTER, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
DROP IT, OR I’LL BLOW
YOUR BRAINS OUT.
MR. HUNTER?
IT’S ALL RIGHT, MRS.
RODNEY. GO BACK TO BED.
COME ON.
WHAT YOU GOT HERE?
WHAT THE HELL DO YOU
THINK YOU’RE DOING?
TRYING TO KILL YOU!
WHO ARE YOU?
GLORIA RAYMARK!
GLORIA RAYMARK?
COME HERE!
NOW LISTEN!
SETTLE DOWN, OR I’M GOING
TO TAKE YOU DOWNTOWN
AND BOOK YOU ON
ATTEMPTED MURDER.
WHAT ARE YOU
GOING TO TRY AND DO,
BEAT ME UP LIKE
YOU DID MY FATHER?
I DON’T EVEN KNOW YOUR OLD MAN.
NEVER LAID A HAND ON HIM.
THERE’S NO MISTAKE!
HE... HE WAS POSITIVE
WHEN HE POINTED YOU OUT!
OH, HE WAS POSITIVE,
ALL RIGHT. THAT’S BECAUSE
HE’S TAKING INSTRUCTIONS
FROM MICHAEL VARNE.
YOU’RE CRAZY!
I DON’T EVEN THINK MY
FATHER KNOWS MICHAEL VARNE!
OH, HE KNOWS HIM, ALL RIGHT.
HE TOOK A BEATING FOR HIM.
LET ME GO.
LOOKIT.
SIT DOWN NOW. GET THIS
THROUGH YOUR HEAD.
VARNE’S TRYING TO GET AT ME,
WHICH MEANS HE’S GOT
SOMETHING ON YOUR OLD MAN.
YOU’RE LYING.
REALLY?
STAY RIGHT THERE.
COME ON. McCALL?
MEET ME AT MY
HOUSE. MAKE IT QUICK.
MEET GLORIA RAYMARK.
SHE’S 19.
SHE JUST TRIED TO
KILL ME, DIDN’T YOU?
NOW, WHAT I WANT YOU TO
DO, I WANT YOU TO TALK TO HER.
TRY AND WAKE HER UP.
AND WHEN YOU DO,
COME WAKE ME UP,
’CAUSE I’M GOING
TO BED. GOOD NIGHT.
SO, YOU DO THIS
SORT OF THING OFTEN?
DON’T PATRONIZE ME.
HUNTER’S ADDRESS ISN’T LISTED.
HOW DID YOU FIND
OUT WHERE HE LIVES?
I NEVER TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER.
MAYBE THAT’S YOUR PROBLEM.
WHY DON’T WE GO HAVE
SOME COFFEE AND TALK?
COME ON.
YOU KNOW, WHAT
YOU DID HERE TONIGHT,
IT’S CALLED ATTEMPTED HOMICIDE.
COULD GET YOU 10 TO 20
YEARS IN THE STATE PEN,
REGARDLESS OF THE REASONS.
IF IT WAS YOUR FATHER,
HOW WOULD YOU FEEL?
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’D DO?
I THINK I WOULD TRY
TO GET ALL THE FACTS
BEFORE I TOOK A
SHOT AT SOMEBODY.
LOOK, AFTER MY MOM DIED,
THERE WASN’T ANYBODY
BUT DAD AND ME.
WE LOOK OUT FOR EACH OTHER.
I DON’T THINK YOU’RE HEARING ME.
YOU WANT FACTS?
I TALKED TO THE
DOCTORS PERSONALLY.
MY FATHER WASN’T CONFUSED.
HE WASN’T DAMAGED... NOT YET.
HE KNEW EXACTLY
WHO HE WAS ACCUSING.
YEAH, HE DID.
THAT’S BECAUSE
HE WAS ORDERED TO.
GLORIA, HOW WELL DO
YOU KNOW YOUR FATHER?
WELL.
I MEAN, HOW WELL DO YOU
KNOW HIM AS A BUSINESSMAN,
AS A BANKER WHO DEALS IN
MILLIONS OF DOLLARS EVERY DAY,
MOSTLY IN OVERSEAS TRANSACTIONS?
MY FATHER IS AN HONEST MAN,
A WONDERFUL MAN.
LET ME ASK YOU AGAIN.
HOW WELL DO YOU
KNOW YOUR FATHER?
HUNTER?
YEAH?
GLORIA HAS SOMETHING
SHE WANTS TO SAY TO YOU.
SERGEANT HUNTER, I WAS
LISTENING TO MISS McCALL
TELL THE STORY ABOUT, YOU KNOW,
YOU AND THE MURDER
OF NIKKI RICHMAN
AND MR. VARNE, AND...
I WAS JUST WONDERING...
KEYS TO HER DAD’S HOUSE.
HELLO?
YES, THIS IS GLORIA RAYMARK.
OH, THAT’S WONDERFUL.
YES, THANK YOU FOR CALLING.
THEY REMOVED THE BLOOD CLOT,
AND THEY SAY HE
MAY BE ALL RIGHT.
THAT’S GREAT NEWS, GLORIA.
GREAT.
LET’S GET BUSY.
WHAT HAVE YOU GOT OVER THERE?
NOTHING. HOW ABOUT YOU?
WELL, I MIGHT HAVE
SOMETHING HERE.
WHEN I TELL YOU TO,
PICK UP THAT PHONE.
WHY? WHAT HAVE YOU GOT?
WELL, WHEN I PRESS THIS REDIAL
BUTTON HERE ON THE TELEPHONE,
IT MAY GIVE US THE PHONE NUMBER
OF WHO GLORIA’S
FATHER TALKED TO LAST.
AH, MODERN TECHNOLOGY.
NOW, IF SOMEONE ANSWERS, AD LIB.
WAIT A MINUTE, I DON’T
WANT TO AD LIB. YOU AD LIB.
I SAID AD LIB.
I DON’T WANT TO. I
ALWAYS HAVE TO. YOU DO IT!
THAT’S RIGHT. AD LIB.
Man on phone: HELLO?
HI, IS JIMMY THERE?
I’M SORRY, YOU HAVE
THE WRONG NUMBER.
THAT WAS VARNE’S CHAUFFEUR.
I RECOGNIZE THE VOICE.
1...
7, 1...
4...
5...
5...
5...
1, 1...
5...
2.
714... THAT’S GOT TO
BE VARNE’S HIDEAWAY.
THAT HAS TO BE WHERE
THE CHAUFFEUR TOOK US.
YEP, SURE DOES.
HERE, GLORIA.
MAKE SURE EVERYTHING IS
WRAPPED UP TIGHT HERE, HUH?
McCall: LOOK, THIS
IS URGENT. I CA...
NO, I’M NOT GOING TO
SPELL IT OUT FOR YOU!
YOU’VE BEEN STALLING
ME FOR 4 HOURS ALREADY.
NOW WHAT THE HELL DO I HAVE
TO DO, GO TO CAPTAIN WYLER?
GO TO THE CHAIRMAN OF THE
POLICE COMMISSION, WHAT?
GOT IT.
LET’S GO.
Avadon: EXCUSE ME.
I WAS JUST WONDERING
IF I’M STILL A SUSPECT,
OR IF I’M FREE TO LEAVE TOWN.
WELL, I REALLY DON’T THINK
IT’S A VERY GOOD IDEA
TO LEAVE RIGHT NOW.
WHY, WHERE DID YOU WANT TO GO?
THE CARIBBEAN.
I’VE GOT TO FIND OUT
WHO THE HELL SHE WAS.
I WOULDN’T DO THAT.
DO YOU ALREADY KNOW?
IF YOU DO, TELL
ME, ’CAUSE I’M GOING
TO FIND OUT ONE
WAY OR THE OTHER.
LOOK, GREG, A
COUPLE OF YEARS AGO,
NIKKI WAS SLEEPING WITH A MAN
BY THE NAME OF MICHAEL VARNE.
YOU KNOW WHO HE IS?
WELL, WE THINK SHE SAW HIM
KILL HIS BUSINESS PARTNER,
A GUY BY THE NAME OF NAT
CLAYPO, A COUPLE YEARS AGO.
NOW, THAT WAS OK WITH
VARNE UNTIL YOU CAME ALONG
AND THREATENED TO
MAKE HER INDEPENDENT.
YOU MEAN SHE DIED BECAUSE OF ME?
NO, SHE DIED BECAUSE
OF MICHAEL VARNE.
NOW, WE MAY NEED YOU,
SO DON’T LEAVE TOWN, OK?
LET’S GO.
ALL RIGHT, WE’RE GOING TO
STICK TO THE PLAN, RIGHT?
RIGHT.
ALL WE’RE GOING TO
DO IS RECONNOITER.
WE’RE GOING TO COME BACK
WITH A SEARCH WARRANT, RIGHT?
RIGHT.
Hunter: THAT’S IT.
IT’S GLORIA!
GLORIA! COME ON, IT’S US!
KEEP RUNNING! KEEP RUNNING!
UGH!
Hunter: COME ON!
HEY, GIVE ME A HAND HERE.
WILLY’S HURT REAL BAD.
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE?
MR. RAYMARK, I WANT
YOU TO STOP THE LIES.
I WANT YOU TO TELL ME WHO
YOU TOOK THIS BEATING FOR.
GET OUT OF HERE.
GIVE ME THAT.
YOU KNOW, YOUR DAUGHTER
WAS ALMOST KILLED
BY VARNE’S MEN THIS AFTERNOON.
SHE WOULD HAVE BEEN KILLED
IF IT HADN’T BEEN FOR
ME AND MY PARTNER.
I DON’T BELIEVE A
WORD YOU’RE SAYING.
REALLY?
GIVE ME THE ADMITTING DESK.
HEY, YOU CAN’T DO THAT!
Gloria: I ASKED THEM TO.
MY GOD!
IT WAS VARNE’S MEN
WHO SHOT ME, FATHER.
BABY, I’M SORRY...
SO SORRY.
I NEVER DREAMED YOU’D
BECOME INVOLVED IN THIS.
ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MINDS?
THIS PATIENT JUST
CAME OUT OF SURGERY.
NURSE, GET THE PATIENT
BACK TO HER ROOM.
AND AS FOR YOU TWO...
DR. JARVIS, GIVE ME A
FEW MINUTES, PLEASE.
I DON’T HAVE TO EXPLAIN, DO I?
YOU PROBABLY KNOW THE ANSWERS.
WELL, JUST THAT YOU
COULDN’T SAY NO TO VARNE.
I COULD’VE.
I SHOULD’VE.
WELL, WHY DIDN’T YOU?
12 YEARS AGO, I WAS BANKRUPT.
VARNE OFFERED ME A WAY OUT...
FOR 80% OF THE PROFITS.
LATER, I STARTED
SKIMMING A BIT FOR MYSELF,
AND HE DISCOVERED
IT, BUT DID NOTHING,
AND HE DIDN’T CALL IN MY
I.O.U. UNTIL A WEEK AGO.
CAN YOU FORGIVE ME?
EVEN IF WE DON’T GET
VARNE FOR MURDER,
YOUR TESTIMONY’S GOING TO
PUT HIM AWAY FOR A LONG TIME.
WE’RE GOING TO
GET HIM FOR MURDER.
Lieutenant: LOOKS AWFULLY QUIET.
YOU SUPPOSE THEY GOT THE WORD?
WELL, IF HE DID, HE’D
BE LONG GONE BY NOW.
AND IF HE DIDN’T?
WELL, IF HE DIDN’T,
THEN IT’LL STOP
BEING QUIET REAL
FAST, NOW, WON’T IT?
MR. VARNE!
SHERIFFS’ CARS
OUTSIDE, 3 OF THEM!
ALL RIGHT, HOLD THEM OFF.
I NEED 10 MINUTES.
STAY IN YOUR CARS,
BOYS, BUT COVER ME GOOD.
I WANT TO TRY AND SERVE THIS
WARRANT WITHOUT ANY FIREWORKS.
AHH!
LOOK, HUNTER, YOU DID
WHAT NOBODY ELSE COULD DO...
YOU LOCKED HIM UP,
AND YOU PUT HIM AWAY.
YEAH, ON SUCH CHARGES
AS CONSPIRACY TO COMMIT PERJURY,
ASSAULT WITH A DEADLY
WEAPON, RESISTING ARREST,
POSSESSION OF
AUTOMATIC WEAPONS...
WHAT DID YOU WANT
TO DO, WATCH HIM WALK?
LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING...
FOR A GUY WHO’S TRASHED
AS MANY LIVES AS HE’S TRASHED,
KILLED AS MANY
PEOPLE AS HE’S KILLED,
I WOULD LIKE TO SEE
SOMETHING A LITTLE MORE HARSH
COME DOWN ON HIM,
SOMETHING LIKE, UH, DEATH ROW.
I KNOW THAT, BUT THERE’S REALLY
NOT TOO MUCH MORE
WE CAN DO ABOUT IT NOW.
SERGEANT HUNTER?
WELL, IF IT ISN’T
OUR FAVORITE CHAUFFEUR.
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
WE HAVE A MUTUAL
FRIEND IN THE HOSPITAL
THAT WANTS TO TALK TO YOU.
WHO’S THAT?
WILLEM SUNDERSON.
NOW, WHY WOULD I WANT TO
TALK TO WILLEM SUNDERSON?
BECAUSE MR. VARNE
LEFT HIM FOR DEAD
BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD.
WHY WOULD I WANT TO TALK TO
WILLEM SUNDERSON ABOUT THAT?
BECAUSE HE’S WILLING TO
TELL YOU ALL ABOUT MR. VARNE.
HE’S WILLING TO MAKE A DEAL.
YEAH? WHAT KIND OF DEAL?
HIS LIFE FOR VARNE.
HE’LL TELL YOU HOW
MR. VARNE PERSONALLY ORDERED
THE MURDER OF NAT
CLAYPO AND NIKKI RICHMAN.
I BELIEVE I’D LIKE TO TALK TO
HIM ABOUT THAT, WOULDN’T YOU?
YES.
SHALL WE?