(thunder crashing)
(phonograph powers up)
(slow ragtime jazz playing)
(mechanical creaking)
(chimes tinkling)
(thunder crashes)
Haas: Perfect.
Not worth the paper it's printed on.
(laughing)
30 cents on the dollar, mr. Haas.
It's a deal.
Where the hell is the backup?
This thing is gonna fall apart.
Don't lock it.
Maybe I'll find something I like on the way home.
Sharko, damn it! Not yet!
We got company!
(shotgun pumps)
(screams)
Do it now!
(engine starts)
(sirens wailing in distance)
(tires squealing)
Russ, no!
(screams)
(sirens blaring)
(excited chatter, garbled radio transmission)
¶ ¶
(knocking)
Van der beck: Come in.
Give me the badge, too, russ.
You're suspended.
You can't dump me while haas is still alive, you can't.
Haas is not your problem anymore.
You nearly sunk me and the whole squad.
You had to go in first, didn't you?
You had to take him out all by yourself.
Damn you, russ!
You got a cop killed.
Just get the hell out of here.
¶ ¶
In other news, victor haas, local entrepreneur,
Was released from police custody without charge
Following his arrest earlier tonight.
It's now official that the police officer killed
During the botched raid
(voice echoing): Was detective irene sabara.
No word yet as to the identity of the other victim...
(echoing): Of the other victim...
(birds chirping)
¶ ¶
(screaming)
(screams)
Gwen! Gwen!
I'm sorry!
I'm sorry, gwen!
(sobbing)
Please forgive me.
(sobbing)
(steady beeping)
(dance music playing)
¶ you know just how you want it ¶
¶ you know your time is right ¶
¶ you've got a kind of tribal sense, yeah ¶
¶ you've got the power over me tonight ¶
¶ come on, baby, see how you move now ¶
¶ you want to have me but, baby, you're mine ¶
¶ I'm taking chances, I can't lose now ¶
¶ I'm betting your aim's right on target tonight ¶
Everything's all right?
¶ you got the killer instincts, don't ya? ¶
¶ you never walk the same line twice ¶
¶ you wait around, wait for the kill, boy ¶
¶ you know it feels so nice ¶
¶ you got the killer instincts, don't ya? ¶
¶ you never make the same move twice ¶
¶ you can't miss, take aim for your best shot ¶
¶ you know it feels so right ¶
¶ yeah ¶
Hi, babe.
¶ I know the fire, I can feel it ¶
¶ your eyes are burning through me ¶
Let me see your membership card.
I left it home.
What the hell you want?
¶ no one can imitate ¶
¶ well, let's dance the skylights ¶
¶ but I know what's lurking inside, oh ¶
¶ you got the killer instincts, don't ya? ¶
(screams)
(groaning)
(screaming)
(music fades)
(bell chimes)
Oh, hi.
Hi.
Uh, can I help you?
I'm not sure.
I'm looking for micki foster.
Is she around?
Uh, she's not here right now.
She isn't?
No. (door opens)
Micki: Ryan.
I couldn't find the jelly babies, but...
Hi.
Tim!
(chuckles)
How are you?
Fine.
Yeah.
Oh.
This is my cousin,
Ryan dallion.
Ryan, this is my... Friend,
Tim ayres.
Hi, nice to meet you.
Hi.
Gosh. So...
(both laugh)
It's been ages. Yeah.
How did you find me?
Oh, your dad.
He gave me the address, but...
He didn't say anything about this place; it's interesting.
Well, my father doesn't relish
The fact of me being a storekeeper.
It's nice though, nice and quiet, right?
I mean, not a lot of neighbors, I guess.
Yeah. It's peaceful.
Listen, I was wondering if maybe you could help me out.
I-I was trying to find a place to stay for a couple of days...
Stay here.
Tim: Really?
I mean, are you sure?
I-I don't want to be, uh...
Oh, no, it's fine. Ryan doesn't mind.
Sure, fine.
Tim: Great.
Um, where should I put my bag?
Don't worry about that.
Ryan will take care of it.
Thanks.
Well, I'm gonna go out for a little bit.
I got a couple things to take care of,
And then I'll be back and, uh...
We'll talk.
Nice to meet you, brian.
Ryan.
Right.
See you.
(door opening) (chimes tinkling)
(door closing)
Yeah, sure.
"ryan will take care of that."
Kind of sudden, isn't it?
No.
No, it's not kind of sudden.
He's a friend.
An old friend.
Yeah, so old he can't even carry his own bags.
(beeping) (mechanical breathing)
Sharko: Gwen, honey...
You may not believe this, but I got one of them.
I nailed one of those animals.
(chuckles)
I killed him with this badge.
Just like that.
No wound, nothing.
Just like that.
I didn't get haas, but now I can.
I know I can.
All I have to do
Is be careful and patient.
Very, very patient.
(foghorn) (water rippling)
Sharko: How come you're so hard
To find, raoul?
Hey sharko, what do you mean?
I-I just got your message.
Where's haas?
Hey, what, do I look like his personal secretary?
(groaning) now talk to me, raoul.
You always talked to me before.
What the hell are you trying to do?
I'm gonna ask you once more-- where's haas?
Look, sharko, you're off the street now, man, okay?
Everybody knows that.
Me, I got the rest of my life out here, all right?
Now, if anybody even sees me talking to you,
Haas will cut my heart out.
What makes you think I won't?
All right, look, all I know is haas is getting ready
To split right now, 'cause he don't like
The way you guys been harrassing him.
Now, the word is he's gonna stay away
Until things cool down.
Now, that's all I know-- I swear.
Where, punk?
When's he leaving?
I got nothing for you! I don't...
Listen, what are you trying to do to me?
If I knew, I'd tell you.
Why, you scum.
(screaming)
(shrieking)
(whistling)
(slow r&b music playing)
Haas: Perfect quality.
I like the paper,
But I still can't move more than two and a half a week,
Say at, uh...
20 cents.
Forgive me, mr. Haas,
But I know a little bit about your organization.
You could move eight, maybe nine a week.
That quality paper, my people
Are gonna want at least...
48 cents on the dollar.
You sound like a very confident man.
I am.
I can move that paper anywhere, any time.
You don't want it, just tell me.
How come you want to do business with me?
Because, mr. Haas,
We're looking to get into business in this town.
We're trying to find someone
Who's got connections and who we can trust.
We're gonna start big and get bigger.
And I'm your man.
You could be.
Or someone like you.
There's nobody like me.
That's what I've heard.
You do your homework, mr. Ayres.
I like that.
You understand I can't make a commitment
Until I do a little, uh, checking out on my own.
Anyway, those are the details.
We're gonna do business, right?
I hope so.
Well, how about a little champagne?
We toast the future.
To the future.
¶ ooh, baby ¶
¶ can't stop now ¶
Hello.
¶ ooh, they can't stop now... ¶
Did tim get in yet?
No.
Hey, what's with you two anyhow?
Let's just say that we spent a lot of time together once.
Why did you tell him he could stay?
Couldn't he afford a hotel?
Aren't all your friends yuppie success stories?
Oh, and if he were a friend of yours,
It would be different, of course.
Hey, at least my friends need the help.
You said it, not me.
(chimes tinkling) tim: Hi.
How is everyone tonight?
Tim, would you like some tea?
Tea? Yes, great.
Okay, I'll make you some.
All right.
Um, I need to use the phone for a second.
Is that all right?
Yeah, sure, it's, uh...
It's on the desk.
Thanks.
(dialing)
It's me.
No, no, no, everything's fine.
Yeah, I made the connection.
I think we're ready to deal.
No, don't worry about that.
They couldn't find me if they tried.
Mm-hmm, I'll let you know.
Mick, how's that tea coming?
So, what would you like:
Morning dew, tangerine tingler,
Peppermint or stress away?
Mmm, you always knew how
To calm me down, didn't you?
(sighs)
You always knew how to make an entrance.
(breathing heavily)
I don't think your cousin likes me.
He's just not used to houseguests.
Hmm.
Am I causing a problem?
Are you kidding?
Why didn't you write?
(sighs)
The truth is I'm a chicken.
When things get serious, I run away.
Then why did you come?
I wanted to see you.
I had this dream about last summer.
It was so incredible.
(sighs) oh, god.
I blew it, didn't I?
No, you didn't.
Oh, look.
Look what I... Look what I found.
(gasps)
Do you remember that?
I'd forgotten. Yeah.
I went back and got it after you left.
I remember how I broke this.
(device beeping)
You know what I found out last night, honey?
Haas is leaving town.
(mechanical breathing)
And I gotta find a way to stop him.
He's slick, gwen.
Slick and nasty.
And he's got all these goons hanging around him all the time.
But I'm not worried.
His time is coming soon.
These are sick and evil people, gwen,
And they have to be dealt with.
They're everything that's wrong
With this country, you know that?
Everything!
There.
That's better, isn't it, huh?
Isn't that pretty?
Good.
(murmuring)
You clean out your locker?
It's already done.
Look, russ, I'm sorry,
But you brought this all on yourself.
I just couldn't grease it for you.
You and me go back a long way, tommy.
We've been through a lot together.
I need your help.
I want you to get me next to haas.
Please.
Just get me in the same room with him.
Are you nuts?
We bust him, and the guy walks
Before the paperwork is done.
There's pressure from higher up.
We're all getting it.
If you had any guts, you'd do it.
Like in the old days-- it was simple.
There were cops, and there were crooks.
Today, I can't tell the difference.
Get out of here, russ.
You're finished.
Great.
Micki: ¶ trap the moon in your eyes ¶
¶ shakin' dreams out ¶
¶ chain my heart... ¶
What are you doing?
Writing.
Oh, really? Mm-hmm.
Did you sleep okay last night?
I mean, I was a little worried, you know,
What with a stranger in the place and all.
Oh, I'm just answering some mailers.
I thought perhaps we could get back to work.
Oh, good, yeah.
Let jack know we've been doing some work
While he's gone.
Did, uh, your friend, uh, tim happen
To mention why he wanted to stay here?
No, why?
I don't know, I-I just thought it was kind of weird
That all of a sudden he shows up and...
Actually, I overheard a phone conversation.
He was talking about, uh,
Um, connections, deals...
Talk...
And not being able to be found,
And that didn't quite sound normal to me.
Ryan, don't!
I don't care what the hell you think you heard.
You're not gonna go pawing through his stuff.
Look, I may be wrong-- I hope I am--
But this guy is not your basic boy scout.
Ryan, don't do this.
I know that you don't like him,
But this is really low.
Micki, what if it was one of my friends
And he was acting like this?
Is his really the same tim that you used to hang around with?
Come on, think about it.
Okay, go ahead.
Micki...
This guy's major leagues.
What else is in there?
What is that?
I don't know.
He looks familiar.
I saw him on the news
The other night. He was involved in that shoot-out
Where that lady cop got killed.
Micki, what would tim be doing
Hanging around with a guy like this?
I don't know.
Haas: Let me tell you a story.
Once upon a time,
There was a very lazy fox...
(snorts)
...Who knew where this whole family of mice lived.
He thought if he just, uh,
Sat there by their hole
And waited until they got very hungry,
They'd eventually come out,
And he'd, uh, grab 'em.
He wouldn't even have to move.
But while he just sat,
The mice dug a hole out back,
Never to be seen again.
That's why 48 is too high.
I can go 30, and that's it.
You could pass my paper at a bank, mr. Haas.
You're not going to find quality
Better than that anywhere in this town.
I know you paid 35 for wallpaper.
Someday, we're going to have to have a talk
About where you get your information.
Let me make it easier for you.
I'll give you two and a half this week,
Promise you three for the next week.
It'll be the same quality.
You could pass this stuff through here so easy.
Sharko.
(groans)
(groans, thuds)
Haas: Solly!
In there. Get him!
Let's take a closer look.
¶ ¶
(gunshot, sharko screams)
(sizzling, screaming)
(solly continues screaming)
The badge.
(steady beeping)
(oxygen hissing)
I had him.
I was so close I could smell him, and I missed.
I'm sorry, gwen.
I'm really sorry.
I know we don't have much time.
Sheriff's star sold to herbert cooder.
Now, jack said there were some articles in the file here.
Aha, here we go.
"arms enthusiast herbert cooder, 38,
"of 118 frank road, was killed early this morning
In a gun battle with police."
Does it say anything about the badge?
Uh... "cooder, dressed in western costume,
"and claiming to be the reincarnation of jesse james,
"held police at bay for more than an hour.
"detective thomas van der beck
"successfully entered the house
"and fired the fatal shots.
"cooder is believed responsible
"for a series of bizarre murders in which the cause of death
"could not be clearly established and victims
"were marked with star-shaped brands.
"a large collection of wild west clothing
And weapons were confiscated."
Nothing about the badge.
But all that stuff would be in police store, right?
(entrance bell chimes) tim: Hi.
What's going on?
Why were you at that club tonight?
Tell me, damn it.
Was it drugs?
Look, micki, I can't tell you anything.
I can't get you involved, either of you.
If you want me to go, I'll get my bags
And get out of here.
Micki, it's not what you think.
If you could just let me... This was all one big lie.
Wasn't it? Right from the beginning!
It wasn't a lie.
You set this whole thing up, didn't you?
"oh, mick, it's so good to see you."
Why did you have to use me like that?
I wasn't using you.
You were always such a bad liar.
Tell me.
Do you get a kick out of setting me up?
Oh, I know, you just happened to be in the neighborhood
And you decided to drop by and tear me apart.
Look, micki, if that's what you want to think, go ahead.
But I came here to see you.
(sighs)
But if you think this whole thing was a game...
Maybe it was.
I almost forgot why I left you in the first place.
Now I remember.
Get the hell out of here.
Micki...
Hey!
I'll get my stuff.
Maybe I'm confused, but, uh...
Someone want to tell me how that cop
Could come in here and roust me?
Here?!
In my own place?
Huh?
Come on...
You want to tell me
How my operation could get so loose
That someone off the street could get in here
And kill one of my people?
Somebody I love...
...And raised in this business.
Somebody who was a brother to me.
You want to tell me why
I should keep paying your salaries?
Why I should take care of your families?
You think this is a game?
Taking my money and hanging me out to dry?
That's like...
That's like stealing from your own families.
Solly never took his eyes off his job.
So if he was left out there alone,
Somebody let his guard down.
You!
You were supposed to make sure nobody came in here
While I was doing business.
You made me look bad.
I hate to look bad.
I'll tell you this.
I get any more trouble from that bum sharko
Between now and when I get on the plane...
(thuds)
...Somebody's going to get hurt.
Captain van der beck?
Yeah, I'm van der beck.
Look, I'm just on my way home.
This won't take long.
About three years ago, you were involved
With a serial killer. Herbert cooder.
You're from the press? No.
No, we just want to know about a badge
That you confiscated during the cooder case.
What badge?
A sheriff's star.
How do you know about that?
Well, we saw it at the haas club last night.
This old guy around 55-ish, gray hair,
Pock marks, glasses-- he had it.
Uh, I don't know anything about it.
Look, I'm sorry.
You'll have to excuse me. I got to go.
(sotto voce): He knows something.
¶ since you came along... ¶
Yeah?
Tim: I need to talk to someone about a lost wallet.
Just a moment.
Hello.
Yeah, I left my wallet at your club.
I got a call someone turned it in.
It had 45 bucks in it.
40.
Yeah, 40.
How about I come over and pick it up?
Tomorrow... About 4:00.
Thanks.
(click, dial tone)
(sighs)
4:00 a.M.
He's gonna give us 40 cents on the dollar
For 600 grand worth of bad paper.
Let's do it.
(crickets chirping)
Sharko: Hey, hey, hey!
You got a lot of nerve shoving your way in here.
I got... I got stuff to do.
Yeah.
Have anything to do with haas? Huh?
Haas is your responsibility.
I'm just an average citizen, remember?
Didn't you arrange that?
I got nothing to say to you.
Get the hell out of here. Leave me alone.
A couple of kids came into my office tonight, russ.
Asked me about a badge.
What badge?
That's what I said.
Then I got to thinking.
Remember that serial killer
A couple of years ago-- herbert cooder?
The guy that thought he was jesse james?
We found a...
Body outside of haas' club the other night-- a cuban.
Must have missed that.
He had a burn mark
Shaped like a sheriff's badge.
Right about here.
Really?
Yeah.
Just like the cooder case.
And your old friend, raoul,
Showed up in the river last night.
Same mark.
Pretty interesting, huh?
Must have been a virus or something,
Huh?
Van der beck: And another one turned up tonight.
Same thing.
That burn mark.
Look, tommy, I ain't got time for chitchat.
Except...
There were witnesses.
Witnesses?
Hmm. Then you'll have no trouble nailing the guy.
You owe me better than that.
(laughs)
So... What do you want to do?
Huh? Who gets hurt?
What kind of slime are we talking about?
Some goons that get off breaking guys' legs?
Dope dealers, pimps, numbers, what?
Huh?
Who's to say we're not a community service?
It doesn't matter who's doing it.
Killing is killing.
Russ, I understand you got cause
To hate haas for what he did to gwen.
It's a long time ago.
I want you to come downtown with me.
(scoffs)
You got backup out there?
No.
You're dumber than I thought you were.
I thought I was coming to see my partner.
You threw your partner out in the street, remember?
You used up your credit.
Go on, get out of here.
You ain't gonna haul me down... Downtown
Like some common criminal.
Get out of here! That's it.
Why the hell are you making me do it this way, huh?
Look, we've been fighting this for years.
Please.
The guy's getting away. Don't you understand?
The son of a bitch is leaving town, and I can stop him!
I can put him down.
Nobody will trace him to me.
Believe me, it's perfect.
I can get away with murder!
You got to choose.
It's either him or me.
I warned you. I warned you, tommy.
(screaming)
(pained groaning)
(guttural groaning)
(footsteps approaching)
Gwen?
Gwen?!
What do you want?
Where's haas?
I don't know any haas.
Hey! (shrieking)
Where is he?
Where is he?! (gasping)
This is your last chance.
The docks.
Where on the docks?
(crying)
Pier 16. That's all I know.
What...? You sure?
Yes, I swear.
(screams)
(thudding)
¶ ¶
(brakes squealing)
(gasps)
(water splashing)
(grunting)
Aah!
¶ ¶
(gasps)
That's tim.
Where the hell is sharko?
It's all connected, ryan.
It has to be.
Mr. Haas?
You ready to do business?
I've got the paper right here.
Get over here.
I can't see you.
(screams)
Fbi! Freeze!
(echoing): Fbi! Freeze! Fbi! Freeze!
(gunshot)
You crazy old man.
You never had a chance.
(screaming)
(guttural grunting and groaning)
(grunting)
(sirens approaching)
(clock chimes sounding)
(sighs)
It's done.
I'll say.
Anything I can do?
Get you some tea?
(sighs)
I guess tim was one of the good guys after all, huh?
Thought you didn't like him.
No, no, I liked him.
I just never got a chance to, uh...
We never really...
What?
All right, all right.
I was jealous.
He, uh... He was too slick.
It was too much competition
For me, I guess.
(laughs)
You look pretty good to me.
(laughs)