You really don't like to talk about the past, do you?
I'm tired.
No. Why does it bother you to talk about it?
- It bothers everybody that works there. - Where?
Chinatown. Everybody.
To me, it was just bad luck.
Why?
You can't always tell what's going on.
Like with you.
Why was...
Why was it bad luck?
I was trying to keep someone from being hurt.
I ended up making sure that she was hurt.
Was there a woman involved?
Of course.
Dead?
Yes, hello?
Oh, my God. No, look, don't do anything.
Don't do anything until I get there.
I have to go.
- Where? - Just that I have to.
- I want to know where you're going. - No, please. Don't be angry.
It has nothing to do with you or with any of all of this. It's just...
- Where are you going? - Please...
Trust me this much.
I'll be back.
And there is...
There is something that I should tell you about.
The fishing club that old lady mentioned...
- The pieces of the flag... Yes. - The Albacore Club.
- It has to do with my father. - I know.
He owns it... You know?
I saw him.
You saw
my father?
- What... When? - This morning.
You didn't tell me.
Well, there hasn't been much time.
What...
What did he say?
That you were jealous.
And that he was afraid what you might do.
Do? To whom?
Mulwray's girlfriend, for one.
He wanted to know where she was.
I want you to listen to me.
Now, my father is a very dangerous man.
You don't know how dangerous. You don't know how crazy.
Are you trying to tell me that he might be behind all this?
It's possible.
Even the death of your husband?
It's possible.
Now, please, don't ask me any more questions now,
just wait. Wait for me here.
I need you here.
No, no. Here.
Give me the keys.
You...
It's either that or you drive yourself to the police.
The police?
Come on, Mrs. Mulwray.
You've got your husband's girlfriend tied up in there.
- She's not tied up. - You know what I mean.
- You're holding her against her will. - I am not!
- Okay. Then let's go talk to her. - No!
She's...
She's too upset.
What about?
Hollis's death.
I tried to keep it from her.
I didn't want her to know until I could make plans for us to leave.
You mean she just found out about it?
That's not what it looks like, Mrs. Mulwray.
What does it look like?
Like she knows more than you want her to tell.
You're insane.
Just tell me the truth. I'm not the police.
I don't care what you've done. I don't want to hurt you.
You won't go to the police if I tell you?
I will if you don't.
She...
She's my sister.
Take it easy.
If she's your sister, she's your sister.
Why all the secrecy?
I can't.
Is it because of Hollis? Because she was seeing your husband? Is that it?
I would never have harmed Hollis.
He was the most gentle, decent man imaginable.
And he put up with more from me than you'll ever know.
I wanted him to be happy.
I borrowed your husband's car. I'll bring it back in the morning.
But aren't you going... Coming back with me?
Don't worry. I'm not going to tell anybody about this.
That's not what I meant.
Yeah.
Well, I'm tired, Mrs. Mulwray.
Good night.
Gittes?
- Gittes? - Yeah?
Ida Sessions wants to see you.
- Who? - Ida Sessions. You remember Ida.
- Yeah, I do? - Sure, you do.
I tell you what, pal.
If Ida wants to see me, she can call me at my office.
848-1/2 East Kensington. Echo Park.
She begged me to call. She's waiting for you.
Find anything interesting, Gittes?
What are you doing around here?
Didn't you call me?
How come you happen to know her?
I don't.
Come here. I want to show you something.
- Isn't that your phone number? - Is it?
I forget. I don't call myself that often.
Well, just to make sure, we had Loach here give you a call.
What happened to your nose, Gittes?
Somebody slam a bedroom window on it?
Nope. Your wife got excited. She crossed her legs a little too quick.
You understand what I mean, pal?
Loach.
They look familiar?
- Yeah. I took them. So what? - How did she happen to have them?
Either you tell me or I guess. I don't know the answer.
You must really think I'm stupid, don't you, Gittes?
I don't think about it that much,
but give me a day or two and I'll get back to you.
- Now I'd like to go home. - I want the other pictures, Gittes.
What pictures?
This broad hired you, not Evelyn Mulwray.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Somebody wanted to shake Mulwray down,
she hired you.
That's how come you found out he was murdered.
- I heard it was an accident. - Come on, Gittes.
Who the hell do you think you're dealing with, a bunch of assholes?
Mulwray had salt water in his lungs.
You were following him day and night. You saw who killed him.
You even took pictures of it.
It was Evelyn Mulwray,
and she's been paying you off like a slot machine ever since.
- You accusing me of extortion? - Absolutely.
I don't think I need a day or two.
You're dumber than you think I think you are.
Not only that, but I wouldn't extort a nickel from my worst enemy, Escobar.
That's where I draw the line.
I want the rest of the pictures, Gittes.
We're talking about accessory after the fact,
conspiracy, and extortion, minimum.
What do you think, Evelyn Mulwray knocked off her husband in the ocean,
then dragged him up to a reservoir
because she thought it would look more like an accident?
Mulwray was murdered and moved
because somebody didn't want his body found in the ocean.
Why is that?
He found out they were dumping water there.
That's what they were trying to cover up.
- What the hell are you talking about? - Come on. I'll show you.
Come on, Lou. You're in charge. Make a decision.
- It's too late. - Too late for what?
They only dump the water at night.
- Reach anybody? - Yelburton. He's the new chief.
- Yeah, I know who he is. Go on! - He says...
- I know what he says. - Shut up.
Go on!
Yelburton says there's irrigation in the Valley,
and there's always a little run-off after they do that.
And he says Gittes knows this,
and he's been going around making irresponsible accusations all last week.
Lou, let's swear out a warrant for her arrest.
What the hell are we waiting for?
He just made lieutenant. Wants to hang on to his little gold bar.
Have your client in my office in two hours.
And remember, I don't have to let you go.
I've got you right now for withholding evidence.
Loach?
Where's Mrs. Mulwray?
These her bags?
Is she going on a trip?
What are you doing? What's going on here?
- Is she going on a vacation? - Mrs. Mulwray no home.
"Mrs. Mulwray no home." Well, I'll just have a look around, huh?
Yeah, yeah. Bad for the glass.
Oh, yes. Bad for glass.
Salt water very bad for glass.
Salt water?
Very, very bad. See?
What's that?
Right there.
There.
- You wait. - You wait.
How are you? I've been calling you.
- Yeah? - It's all right, Kahn.
- Have you slept? - Sure.
Have you had lunch? Kahn can fix you something.
- Where's the girl? - Upstairs. Why?
I want to see her.
She's having a bath right now. Why do you want to see her?
Going someplace?
Yes. We have a 5:30 train to catch.
Jake?
J.J. Gittes for Lieutenant Escobar.
But... Now look, what's the matter? What's wrong?
- I told you, we have a 5:30... - You're going to miss your train.
Lieutenant Escobar.
- Lou? - Yeah.
Meet me at 1972 Canyon Drive.
Yeah. Soon as you can.
Why did you do that?
- You know any good criminal lawyers? - No.
Don't worry, I can recommend a couple.
They're expensive, but you can afford it.
Will you please tell me what this is all about?
I found these in your backyard in the pond.
They belonged to your husband, didn't they?
Didn't they?
- I don't know. Yes, probably. - Yes, positively.
It's where he was drowned.
What?
There's no time to be shocked by the truth.
The coroner's report proves
that he had salt water in his lungs when he was killed.
Just take my word for it, all right?
Now, I want to know how it happened, and I want to know why,
and I want to know before Escobar gets here,
because I don't want to lose my license.
I don't know what you are talking about. This is the craziest, most insane thing...
Stop it!
I'm gonna make it easy for you.
You were jealous. You had a fight. He fell. He hit his head.
It was an accident!
But his girl is a witness. So you had to shut her up.
You don't have the guts to harm her,
but you got the money to keep her mouth shut.
- Yes or no? - No!
Who is she? And don't give me that crap about your sister,
because you don't have a sister.
I'll tell you...
I'll tell you the truth.
Good. What's her name?
- Katherine. - Katherine who?
She's my daughter.
I said I want the truth!
She's my sister.
She's my daughter.
My sister, my daughter!
I said I want the truth!
All of it!
She's my sister and my daughter!
Kahn, please, go back.
For God's sake, keep her upstairs. Go back!
My father and I...
Understand?
Or is it too tough for you?
He raped you?
Then what happened?
I ran away.
To Mexico.
Hollis came and took care of me.
I couldn't see her.
I was 15.
I wanted to, but I...
I couldn't.
Then...
Now I want to be with her.
I want to take care of her.
Where are you going to take her now?
Back to Mexico.
Well, you can't take the train. Escobar will be looking for you everywhere.
Well, how about a plane?
No, that's worse.
You better just get out of here. Leave all this stuff here.
Where does Kahn live? Get the exact address.
All right.
Those didn't belong to Hollis.
How do you know?
He didn't wear bifocals.
Katherine, say hello to Mr. Gittes.
Hello.
He lives at 1712 Alameda. Do you know where that is?
Sure.
J.J. Gittes and Associates.
- Sophie, get me Walsh. - Yes, Mr. Gittes.
- Jake? - Yeah.
Listen, pal, Escobar's going to try and book me in about five minutes.
What? What the hell's the matter? What...
Relax and I'll tell you.
Wait in the office for me about two hours.
If you don't hear from me, you and Duffy meet me at 1712 Alameda.
Jesus. That's in Chinatown, ain't it?
I know where it is. Just do it.
1712 Alameda...
Come on in, Lou.
Looks like we're both too late. She flew the coop.
I don't suppose you have any idea where she went.
- As a matter of fact, I do. - Where?
Her maid's house. I think she knows something's up.
What's the maid's address?
She lives in Pedro. I'll write it down.
No, no, no, Gittes. You're going to show us.
What for?
Because if she ain't there, you're going downtown,
and you're gonna stay there until she does show up.
Gee, Lou, I'm doing the best I can.
Tell us about it on the way to San Pedro.
- Let's get the little lady. - Lou, can I ask you a favor?
I'd like to bring her out myself.
She's not armed or nothing. She won't be a problem.
I just want a minute alone with her. It would mean a lot to her.
And to me.
You never learn, do you, Jake?
I guess not.
Okay. But...
I'll give you three minutes.
Just three minutes.
Gee, thanks, Lou.
Yes?
Hello.
Mr. Gittes! Come in! Well, this is some surprise, Mr. Gittes.
Call me Jake. How you doing, Curly?
Just sitting down for supper. You care to join us?
No, thanks.
How about a glass of wine?
- Hey, honey, this is the fellow that... - I know.
No, thank you, Curly, very much, but I would like a glass of water, though.
Come on out in the kitchen with me for a second, huh?
Sure thing.
- Curly, where's your car? - In the garage.
- Where's that? - Off the alley.
- Can you give me a ride somewhere? - Sure, soon as we eat.
Right now, Curly. It can't wait.
- I'll tell my wife. - Tell her later, Curl, huh?
Just drive slow for a block or two, will you, Curly?
- What's this all about? - I'll tell you in a block or two.
How much do you owe me?
Gee, Mr. Gittes, we're going out tomorrow.
I know you been real good about it, but my cousin Auggie's sick.
Forget it. How would you like to pay me off
by taking a couple of passengers to Ensenada?
- You'd have to leave tonight. - I don't know.
I might be able to squeeze 75 bucks out of it for you.
Maybe even 100.
- Plus what I owe? - I'll throw that in, too.
1712 Alameda. It's in Chinatown. Wait for me until 8:30.
If I don't show up, take them to your boat.
You sure this is okay?
Curly, you know how long I've been in this business?
Have you got your checkbook handy, Mr. Cross? I've got the girl.
You've got her? Where?
Do you remember the figures we discussed?
Of course I do. Where are you?
At your daughter's house. How soon can you get here?
An hour.
Oh, there you are.
Well, you don't look too much the worse for wear, Mr. Gitts, I must say.
- Where's the girl? - I've got her.
- Is she all right? - She's fine.
Well, where is she?
With her mother.
I got something I'd like to show you, Mr. Cross.
What is it?
An obituary column. Can you see all right in this light?
I guess I can manage.
What does it mean?
That you killed Hollis Mulwray.
Right here,
in that pond.
You drowned him.
And you left these.
The coroner's report shows Mulwray had salt water in his lungs.
Hollis was always fascinated by tide pools.
You know what he used to say?
I haven't the faintest idea.
"That's where life begins."
Sloughs, tide pools.
When we first come out here,
he figured if you dumped water into desert sand
and let it percolate down to the bedrock, it would stay there
instead of evaporate the way it does in most reservoirs.
You'd only lose 20% instead of 70 or 80. He made this city.
And that's what you were going to do in the Valley.
It's what I am doing.
When the bond issue passes Tuesday,
there'll be $8 million to build an aqueduct and a reservoir.
I'm doing it.
Gonna be a lot of irate citizens
when they find out that they're paying for water that they're not gonna get.
Oh, that's all taken care of.
See, Mr. Gitts, either you bring the water to L. A.,
or you bring L.A. to the water.
How are you gonna do that?
By incorporating the Valley into the city. Simple as that.
- How much are you worth? - I have no idea.
How much do you want?
No, I just want to know what you're worth. Over $10 million?
- Oh my, yes. - Why are you doing it?
How much better can you eat?
What can you buy that you can't already afford?
The future, Mr. Gitts!
The future!
Now, where's the girl?
I want the only daughter I've got left.
As you found out, Evelyn was lost to me a long time ago.
Who do you blame for that? Her?
I don't blame myself.
See, Mr. Gitts, most people never have to face the fact
that at the right time and the right place,
they're capable of anything.
Claude, take those glasses from him, will you?
It's not worth it, Mr. Gitts.
It's really not worth it.
Where's the girl?
You remember "Night Train" Claude Mulvihill, don't you, boys?
Mr. Cross, these are my associates, Mr. Walsh and Mr...
You're under arrest, Jake.
Good news.
Withholding evidence, extortion, accessory after the fact.
I didn't extort nothing from nobody, Lou.
This is Noah Cross, if you don't know. Evelyn's father, if you don't know.
He's the bird you're after, Lou. I can explain everything.
- Lieutenant? - Just give me five minutes.
That's all I need.
- He's rich! Do you understand? - Shut up!
He thinks he can get away with anything!
Shut up or I'm gonna lock you in to the wheel of that car.
Lieutenant, I am rich, I am Noah Cross.
- Evelyn Mulwray is my daughter. - He's crazy, Lou!
He killed Mulwray because of the water thing!
- I'm telling... - Water?
Would you just listen to me for five minutes?
Loach, lock him to the wheel of that car.
Lou, you don't know what's going on here. I'm telling you.
Katherine!
Katherine.
- I am your grandfather, my dear. - Come, miss.
- I'm your grandfather. - Come, miss.
Katherine, get in the car.
- Go on, go on. - But, ma'am...
No, no, go back to the Hong Kong. I'll follow. It's all right.
Get away from her. Get away!
Evelyn. Please, please, be reasonable.
- Come to my... - Get away from her!
Evelyn!
How many years have I got?
She's mine, too.
She's never going to know that!
Evelyn, you're a disturbed woman. You cannot hope to provide.
Evelyn, put that gun away! Let the police handle this!
He owns the police!
Get away from her.
- You'll have to kill me first. - Get away! Get...
Katherine, close the door.
Halt!
Oh, no!
Better call the captain. Get an ambulance.
- No! - Turn him loose. Turn them all loose.
- Lord. - No!
Lord.
No! No!
- No! No! No! No! No! - Don't look. Don't look. Don't look.
- As little as possible. - What's that?
What's that?
You want to do your partner a big favor?
Take him home.
Take him home!
Just get him the hell out of here!
Come on, Jake.
Go home, Jake.
I'm doing you a favor.
Come on, Jake.
Forget it, Jake. It's Chinatown.
All right, come on. Clear the area! On the sidewalk!
Get off the street!