- (knocking) - Man: Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Is there anybody inside?
- (knocking) - (whispering) come on, please.
Come on.
Is there anybody in there?
- (dog squealing) - Shit.
Open this goddamn door before i knock it the fuck in.
Is he back yet?
That deadbeat still owes me from yesterday.
Hey, look, you got 15 minutes before i call the cops.
Take a bath.
(car horn blares)
What's happening?
Woman: Hey, come on now!
(sobbing)
Woman: Miss?
Miss... excuse me, sweetheart?
Are you okay?
- Is anyone coming to get you? - He left me.
Come with me. This is not a safe neighborhood. Come on.
Come on, come with me.
Come on, i'm going to take you back to my house.
What's your name, miss?
He said, "this time, dawn, it's gonna be different. It'll be different."
Now we've been in that shithole for days now.
- Who? Who is it that said this? - John!
My fucking boyfriend.
Mailbox 8860, it's a message from dawn.
Can you have it read, "john, it's dawn, i'm in hollywood.
Some holy roller found me on the street, come fucking get me"?
- I'm sorry, i won't be able to... - okay, how about, "john, it's dawn.
I'm in hollywood. Come get me, cocksucker"?
All right, can you just tell him to come get me, i'm in hollywood?
(213) 555-7132.
Dawn, this boyfriend of yours, this john...
talk about your demons... he's bad news.
Look, i'm not going to sit here and rattle on and on
- about satan and drugs and... - do you have any beer?
- Dawn, you are in grave danger. - (car approaching)
- Are you going to see this guy again? - That sounds like his car.
- Did he call? - Dawn...
sally, thank you so much for your help and stuff.
Look, you have my number. Call me...
hi, everybody. Dawn, i was so worried about you.
I'm sure you're fucking worried. What the fuck? You just left me there!
Again! Again, john! Jesus christ, what the fuck is wrong with you?
Are you going to be all right, dawn?
What the fuck is that? Leaving me there again?
Sorry, domestic squabble. Could we have a minute?
You hold on for a second, mister, you are not off the hook yet, okay?
- Yes, i am. - No, you're not.
- Seriously, i was fucking scared. - Yeah, let's have a chat, okay?
How's that? Is that okay?
Holy shit! What is that?
That's the big one, baby. Didn't i tell you?
- What is it? - Didn't i say?
Whatever it takes to get you out of here.
That i was going to do whatever it takes to get you...
back?
- That's just a lot of cocaine. - For the weather.
There's a cold front coming in from the east,
carrying with it anticipation, and heavy skies.
- Oh, baby, i can't do... - so strap your skis
to the roof of your car, 'cause it looks like snow.
Mountains and mountains of snow.
Oh, wait.
Oh, shit! Fuck, that's pretty fucking good.
It's only going to get better. Now what do you want, baby?
- Tell me what you want. - I want to do another one of those.
Okay, okay.
- No. - No, no, please?
- All right. - No, please?
All right.
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
everybody says it's just like rock and roll
i move like a cat, charge like a ram
sting like a bee, babe, i want to be your man
well, it's plain to see you were meant for me
yeah, i'm your boy, your 20th-century toy...
oh, get out of my house!
You fornicating, evil little...!
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
everybody says...
tarot cards!
Devil worshiper!
Johnny was a schoolboy
when he heard his first beatles song
"love me do," i think it was
and from there it didn't take him long
got himself a guitar, used to play every night
now he's in a rock 'n' roll outfit and everything's all right
don't you know...
yeah, yeah
don't you know that you are a shooting star?
Don't you know?
Don't you know that you are a shooting star?
And all the world will love you just as long
as long as you are
johnny made a record, went straight up to number one
suddenly everyone loved
to hear him sing his song
watchin' the world go by
suprisin' it goes so fast
johnny looked around him and said
"well, i made the big time at last"
don't you know?
Don't you know?
Don't you know
that you are a shooting star?
Don't you know?
Oh, yeah
don't you know
that you are a shooting star?
Yeah, and all the world will love you just as long
as long as you are
(playing on car radio) A shooting star...
- (music stops) - Shit. Billy's already here.
- Baby, i'll be back in five minutes. - But, baby...
don't, please don't.
- Favorite ride at disneyland? - The matterhorn, but...
just keep it there. I'll be back in five minutes, just be on the ride.
- Is it in your mind? - Yeah, it has the...
yeah, don't tell me, just think about it. I'll be back in one minute.
But, baby?
- I gotta pee. - Okay.
Here.
That sucks.
- (velcro opens) - (urinating)
- Man: Just calm the fuck down, man! - Shit.
- (dog whimpers) - Come here, come here.
What? Baby? What?
Oh, baby, i'm sorry.
I just didn't want you to have to do all that stuff.
It's okay, i'll work and i'll just...
i told you i was gonna get you out of here.
- That's okay, i'll work. - You don't have to work, though,
- spending all this cash. - Oh, baby!
- You ready? - Yep.
- You ready to hit the 10 east? - Yeah.
Shall we? Where do you want to go?
Anywhere. Everywhere.
Baby!
Let the good times roll...
- where are we going? - I've been meaning to talk.
I think we should just be friends...
- until you're 20. - Fuck you. I hate you.
- Don't you think? - No.
You know what? I can't look at you.
- Stop! - I can't.
- Don't! - I can't drive! I can't concentrate.
- John, don't! - Keep your eyes on the road!
(shrieks) John!
- I love you. - I love you.
Where are we going, really?
- I got to make one stop first, okay? - No.
- Just one. Yeah, then we'll go. - No!
We got to turn what's in that briefcase into cash, baby.
Let the good times roll.
Come on, baby.
Come on.
John...
don't go.
Please?
Please stay with me.
Oh, baby,
we just hit double zeros, we gotta cash out before we leave the table.
Hmm?
I love you.
That's for you, okay? Baby, lock the door.
Come here, come here.
In every dream home, a heartache
and every step i take
oh, those heartaches
dream home heartaches
oh, those heartaches
dream home heartaches
oh, those heartaches
dream home heartaches...
(gasps)
Oh, golly...
- baby. - Shit.
- What's wrong? - Nothing.
(can opens)
I'm okay. I'm sorry.
- What? - I'm sorry. I'm okay.
You okay?
Where have you been?
Baby, what happened?
Baby?
What is that?
An accident.
- Are you okay? - Accident.
There was a car pile up.
- Are you okay? - There was a car pile up on the 118.
I'm so sorry i made you wait.
That's okay.
- So sorry. - Baby.
- So sorry you ever met me. - Shut up, don't.
I'm sorry.
Tv reporter: The southland is in shock today over a series
of brutal killings that occurred here on wonderland avenue early today.
Los angeles police are not saying very much about what happened.
All we do know for certain is that four people are dead.
One person is listed in critical condition.
- John... - we've spoken with several neighbors,
neighbors who say that while they didn't know who lived in the house,
they saw people coming and going all the time,
leading police to speculate that drugs may have been involved
in this mass murder.
Los angeles police robbery homicide detective sam nico
is expected to hold a news conference later this evening.
Hopefully at that time we'll learn more about
what transpired here on wonderland avenue.
Police are not saying very much about what happened.
All we do know for certain is that four people are dead.
One person is listed in critical condition.
One police official who asked not to be identified
told me that this is, quote,
"the most horrific crime scene i have witnessed in my entire career."
This crime scene, some are saying,
is as brutal as the sharon tate killings back in 1968.
Barbara.
(phone beeping)
Nash, fuck these motherfuckers! It's...
shut the fuck up or i'll blow your black ass straight back to africa!
Man: Hello.
The news said four people were killed, one survived... do you know who?
- David, david, is that you? - Who the fuck survived?!
Jesus, what the fuck? I'm watching right now.
I need the swag billy brought over. I want to buy it all back.
No, i already unloaded it.
Damn it, i'm dead. I'm fucking dead.
Listen, whatever's wrong, i'll take care of. Don't worry.
Yeah, you gonna take care of eddie nash?
Eddie nash?
Goddamn it, keep your mouth shut about that or i'll kill you myself.
Listen to me, you got to go to the cops on this one.
- I'm coming over. - No, listen, i'll take care of it.
Are you fucking nuts?
I got friends over there that can help you out.
They'll protect you. They owe me. Trust me.
Listen to me. Meet me up at the house tomorrow.
Tomorrow morning.
Jesus, david...
what'd you do?
- Man: Fuck you, motherfucker! - No witnesses.
David, no!
Are you fucking insane?
(police sirens blaring)
(phone rings)
Cruz, robbery homicide.
Yeah, hold on.
Yeah, uh-huh.
Yeah.
Yeah, we'll see, we'll see.
Right. Uh-huh.
Okay. Yeah.
All right.
Eddie nash?
- He owns the starwood, right? - Yes, he does.
We're taking a drive.
Eddie nash.
His real name is adel nasrallah.
He steps off a plane from palestine in 1953 with nothing...
he's got four shekels and a bag of dirt.
By 1954, he's got a little hot dog cart on hollywood boulevard,
right outside the seven seas restaurant.
By 1960, he owns the place.
Now, he parlays the money he gets from the seven seas into two more places,
and they take the fuck off.
By 1969, he's got like 20, 25 liquor licenses.
- So he's got friends. - Yeah, he's got friends.
He's the biggest nightclub owner in hollywood.
Here's a guy who has been under investigation for arson
for the last five years, yet he still goes out to dinner
with the fire commissioner twice a week.
Rumor has it that he has got 40 acres in the desert
filled with human skulls, except he's removed the teeth
so we can't identify 'em.
- Jesus christ. - Close.
Eddie nash.
Billy and joy.
Ronnie...
susan.
Mr. Lind.
I'm detective nico, this is detective cruz.
This one... this one here, did she make it?
Barbara richardson.
Butterfly.
Mr. Lind.
Should we go in there?
Okay.
You guys want to hear a story?
This whole thing started with guns.
Four antique guns that ron launius couldn't fence.
Ron launius was your friend?
We were in business together.
What kind of business?
You know, you guys haven't read me my rights.
Nothing i tell you is admissible.
We just want to hear your story, dave, all right?
All right.
I met ron launius in chino in 1973.
We stayed tight. A few months ago
he and billy came up to sacramento to see me.
They had a small operation here in la that was really starting to cook.
Drugs?
Now he and billy deverell were partners?
Yep, ran it right out of the house.
3678 wonderland.
Billy...
billy was a good old boy.
Solid, dependable.
He wanted to get out of the life, but the life was just too good.
See, they were getting large quantities of shit dirt cheap,
stepping on it five, six times and then dumping it all over town.
- Heads up, dickheads. - Business was so good
that they needed an extra hand, which is when barbara and i showed up.
When we pulled up the party was in full swing.
Bodies everywhere, i mean it was the kind of place that made you think
you were right back in the summer of love.
Me and barb, we'd been on the road all day long
and all i could think about was a place to crash.
But when i walked up the stairs, i saw all the old friends,
all the smiles.
Goddamn, if it didn't feel good to be home.
Except it's gonna feel good just to get back home
how it's gonna feel good just to get back home...
davey! Yes, brother!
I saw cherokee straight off.
Welcome home!
He was one of ronnie's boys. He set me up,
- he set me walking. - Right this way, my man.
Right this way. Follow me right up here.
There was billy, his wife joy...
it was her place.
She had just beaten breast cancer and found a new lease on life.
- This is barbara. - Hi.
She was a real generous woman.
Nice. Thank you.
- Barbara. - Where is he?
Right up there, my brother.
Ron was in the back. That's when i first saw the antique guns.
Hey, my man!
Yeah, buddy, there you are, man.
Ronnie!
Davey.
He was fearless. He was the kind of guy,
you put a gun to his head and his pulse wouldn't break 70.
Is it hot in here? 'Cause i'm roasting.
Summer, baby, bummer.
Hey, you think it's hot in here? I saw the dead play grass valley...
ah, you must be barbara, are you enjoying yourself?
Yeah, this is the best party i've ever been to.
It's only the beginning, baby.
La in the summer... anything can happen, right?
How you doin', man? You see my new toys? Check these out.
- These for real? - Yeah, i got two more in the bed.
'Cause, like, these are worth a lot of money, ronnie.
That's why i can't find a fence, brother.
- What about slim jim? - He said they're too high profile.
Hey! Come on.
Where're we sleeping?
You see the couch when you walked in? That's where you're sleeping.
I just wanted to get alone with barbara, spend some quiet time.
Goddamn, she was happy to be there.
She had never been south of bakersfield.
And here she was in la,
because i told her she could be lana turner...
or barbara eden.
And she believed me.
This is so fucked up.
Where was i?
You were at a party.
Yeah.
That's when i first met him.
- He was talking to ron. ...rich...
- ronnie... - hey.
John holmes, this is my business partner, david lind.
Hey, what's up? Now the deal with the arabs...
john, this is my business partner, dave.
Oh, cool, hey.
So i was just telling ronnie about this business proposition
about this arab, who's a really wealthy business man
and he calls me brother and he literally has mountains of cash
- and drugs. - Cruz: Wait a minute, john holmes?
- The john holmes? - Yep.
- Johnny wadd partied at wonderland? - All the time.
The guy is a fucking cokehead. He's up to his neck in the shit.
Wait, who's john holmes?
The porn king.
Sam, the guy's a legend.
Never heard of him.
I knew who he was, but i wasn't going to make a big thing out of it.
He blew me off, too.
Ron, i'm not fucking lying, man.
- Just hear me out on it. - Are you john holmes?
- No. - Come on, john, don't lie to her.
- What's your name, baby? - Janet.
You wanna see it?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
- Show her, john. - Ron, stop.
Show her. Or i'll fucking shoot it, man.
- Look, man, that could be loaded. - (gunshot)
I'll fucking shoot it, man.
(unzips)
Man: Wow.
- Can i touch it? - Yeah, baby, go ahead.
Enjoy your evening, ladies.
Put it in your pants, john.
The whole party didn't come to see your cock.
I don't understand. Why did john holmes hang out in wonderland?
He burnt every other drug dealer in town.
Ronnie was the only guy who would let him hang out.
John is a scumbag. Stone thief. Guy's bad news.
But ronnie...
he liked the novelty. And john...
he liked our drugs.
Baby, i need a hit real bad.
I made the calls, there's nothing around till the weekend.
Yeah, i can't wait that long. Did you talk to diaz?
- Nobody's holding. - I know a gal out in tarzana...
who might be able to make a phone call.
- Works at captain pizza? - Fucking pizza joint, man?
You think i want some fucking pizza? You think i'm hungry?
The only thing i want right now is some dope, man.
- The arab's got some china white. - La was dry, no one was holding,
but ronnie was looking for a long shot, he was dope sick.
So the arab was eddie nash?
But i didn't realize that till later... i'll get to that.
So holmes offers to do us a favor...
he says he'll take ronnie's antique guns up to the arab
to trade for as much china and blow as he could get.
Sounded like a good plan, but only he's gone eight hours.
Finally, he comes back in, high as a kite, empty-handed...
of course, he has a story.
Where is he? It's a 10-minute drive. I'm going to kill this snake.
The guy's a basehead, ronnie. What do you want?
- Did you get it? - Oh, man.
The arab was like crazy-man psycho.
He's basing for three days straight. He keeps me prisoner, man.
- He fucking stole the guns... - bullshit, you scumbag!
Where would i go with a lame-ass story like that? Ron, ron, ron!
Ronnie, no, not in my house.
It was bullshit! Ronnie was furious.
- Billy gave john... - two days... you have two days.
The money or the guns in two days.
And next time i ain't gonna worry about your brains on my walls.
Now get the fuck out of here.
Needless to say, we didn't see john for the next couple of weeks.
So i figure we'll never see him again.
But two weeks later...
- so susan's coming down. - Your wife?
- Yeah, next week, man. - She's not gonna bug us?
No, no. Davey, it's...
holy shit.
Look who just walked in.
- Hey, john... - ron, i got something big for you.
I'm gonna whack this motherfucker right now!
Look, i was at the arab's last tuesday... ahh!
- Do you even know who the arab is? - Who gives a shit? Half a million.
A half a million dollars in loot...
and i'm still thinking this is just some fence
this shithead has been feeding on.
I had no idea.
You didn't know that the arab was eddie nash?
- No, not then. - Come on, you had to have an idea.
None! I mean, i figured it was junk talk.
You know, the big score, long-time money. You know the bullshit.
Right.
It's like clockwork... he's still got most of his take before it goes out
and all of the next month's shit coming in at the same time.
- That's two month's worth. - I don't buy it.
- It's a goldmine. - You got a plan?
What, we're just supposed to bust in there like "the guns of navarone"?
I can draw you a map.
- Wait, wait, he drew you a map? - Yeah.
He offered to leave the kitchen door unlocked for us so we could break in.
How many time you been in that house, john? 20? 30?
I've been going there for two, three years. Dude calls me brother.
That closed it for ronnie. I could see it in his eyes.
He made his decision.
We went, cased the place... i didn't like it.
The house came right up to the property line.
But john, john was so fucking convincing.
The more he said was there, the more ronnie wanted to do it.
I told him to forget about it.
Listen, man, call it off.
You got susan down here, chill out.
Spend some time, work things out.
We are going to work things out, dave.
On a beach, man.
Maui.
Like i said, he made his decision.
I figured if he was going to go,
i better go and make sure nothing happened.
Okay, let's just back up for a second. When did susan launius arrive?
Sometime sunday. She and ronnie were having some problems
so she flew down to patch things up.
Come here.
You look so good. I'll get the other...
- hey. - Ronnie, what is this?
Goddamn it. You told me it was gonna be different.
You fucking told me that!
Calm down. I don't want to start like this again.
- You fucking told me you were clean. - I am clean, all right?
- Cleaner. - You looked me right in the eye
- and you promised. - I don't want to start like this!
We start like this every fucking time.
Please, just take me home. Please take me home.
I don't want to be here. Please, take me home.
Early that afternoon, ron gave john some dough to go to the arabs
to score some dope and to leave the kitchen door unlocked.
Hey... john.
Kitchen door, man.
I'm a street-walkin' cheetah with a heart full of napalm...
it's all right.
I'm a runaway son of the nuclear a-bomb
i am the world's forgotten boy
the one who searches and destroys...
- here. - Honey gotta help me please
somebody gotta save my soul
baby, detonate for me
ohh!
Lookout, honey, 'cause i'm using technology
ain't got time to make no apology...
it took him three trips to get it done.
Finally, around 4:00 in the morning he shows up, says the arab's asleep,
it's all clear. I was ready to go.
Get him.
All right, you fucking honk twice if you see anything.
Sounds easy enough, boss.
Rock 'n' roll.
I need a snack first.
Wait, you got high during the robbery?
Not me. Never when i'm working.
- Oh, come on what do you... - no, hang on, hang on.
David, when did you get to the house?
Around 8:00 in the morning.
We entered through the kitchen door,
it was unlocked just like john said it would be.
- Down on the carpet! - Freeze, motherfucker!
Get down or i'll fucking waste you!
Down!
- Fuck! - Everybody hit the fucking carpet.
- (screams) - You shot him?
Grazed him accidentally when ronnie bumped into me.
You grazed him?
Mmm, it was a flesh wound.
What the fuck are you doing, ronnie?
- What the fuck, man? - Look at the fucking table!
(all shouting)
Who the fuck cares?! Who the fuck cares?!
- Give me your fucking hand. - Come on.
Just get up and get to the safe.
- Let's go, ronnie. - Gimme your other fucking hand.
I don't want to die. Please don't kill me.
We left billy downstairs. We went upstairs for the safe.
John had told us that there was a safe underneath the bed.
Ronnie: Where the fuck is it, huh?
- Eddie? - What the fuck?
Nash: No need for violence, i'll tell you whatever you want.
No violence if you tell me the fucking truth.
- There's nothing in there. - What the fuck is the combination?
There's nothing in there. Nothing in that safe.
You open your fucking mouth
and you tell me the fucking combination to the safe, motherfucker.
Tell me the combination.
36...
25, 60.
Where in the fuck is the rest of it?
I will blow your fucking head off, so help me god, if you don't tell me.
All the drugs are at the starwood.
And it hit me.
This was eddie nash... we were hitting eddie-fucking-nash
and we were screwed. I mean, if i had known it was nash...
iook, i know who eddie nash is,
so does detective cruz. Just go on with the story.
We took the place apart.
Found as much as we could and split.
Woo-hoo!
And where was mr. Holmes during all this?
He was waiting back at the house. I told ronnie in the car
to keep things cool.
But big mouth couldn't wait to talk.
They're here, they're here!
You are not gonna believe how much shit we got.
- How much did you get? - Guess.
- Everything? Even the safe? - Oh, yeah.
Woo!
- Hey, baby. - Hey, baby.
I knew it would work.
Yeah!
Deal with these. We'll get to 'em later.
I got my guns back!
Steady cash.
1.2 million? Not bad.
It was a good score. And nobody got hurt.
Nico: Okay. What's next?
Holmes immediately starts bitching about his share.
He was only in for an eighth cut, and all of a sudden he wanted more.
What, are you fucking kidding me? This is not my cut.
Scumbag tax. Now we're even.
- Even for what? - For the guns, john.
- But we got the guns back! - No, i got the guns back.
You still owe us for all the coke you smoked.
Ronnie, come on, i got editors that i have to pay.
I have deadlines. This is not my final cut.
I don't know what you want me to say, john.
I want you to say that i can have my cut!
Okay, okay, how about the gems?
You want to wait for the gems, fine.
Joy and i are going to take them down to slim's and fence them.
Then you can get your cut.
There it is, john. That's it.
So holmes set it up and he felt entitled.
We took all the risks, he sat home with the girls.
At this point...
i decided to treat myself to a shot of h.
You know, a little reward for a job well done.
After that it's...
it's kind of a blur.
John: Mailbox 8860.
The password's "palm tree."
There's your cut from the gems, buddy. Now get the fuck out of here.
- You got to be fucking kidding. - No, i'm not kidding you, john.
- Get the fuck out of here. - Ron, i have editors...
you think i give a shit that you have fucking editors?
(shouting)
- We're all fucking sick of you! - I got a deadline. Hear me out.
- You got a deadline? What about us? - I'm just saying that's not my cut.
John, i'm fucking sick of this shit! Get the fuck out of here!
- Get the fuck out, man! - I'm just saying...
- where's your gun, david? - No, that's cool, man.
That's fucking great.
Fuck, man. I'm so fucking sick of that fucking guy.
Are you going to fucking fix that?
We got enough fucking money to fix it. We'll fix it.
I left the next day... i had to go to sacto overnight for this thing...
and i left barbara there.
When i saw the news on the television...
- it had to be holmes. - Why?
(phone rings)
Hello?
Yo, joey. Joey, look, man, it's not a good time right now.
- Let me talk to him. - Hold on, talk to billy, all right?
Hey, man, what's up? No bullshit, we're closed for the day.
Yeah, all right, man.
All right, listen up...
from here on out, we keep a low profile.
Billy was very specific.
No deals in the house.
Everything happens down at the canyon store. I mean it.
No one in the house but inner circle.
No one gets buzzed up unless i say it's okay.
Hey, holmes, are you listening to me?
No, it's cool, it's cool, it's cool, it's cool.
And with the security gate, there's no way anybody
could've gotten in there without knowing billy personally.
John was the only one who knew about the nash hit.
That piece of shit ratted us out,
let nash in and got my butterfly killed.
- You guys are out of your minds. - Let's bring in nash, captain.
He killed them plain as day.
This whole thing is circumstantial and you know it.
We've brought in people with a lot less.
You're talking about eddie nash.
You don't bring him in till you got an eyewitness.
What do you know? Some junkies robbed eddie nash?
Nah, it's bullshit.
Find john holmes.
If he tells you that eddie nash picked up a pipe and swung it,
maybe we'll arrest him.
All right. Come on.
You want to nail eddie nash. Fucking crazy.
(woman screaming)
Could i have a cigarette?
Thank you.
It's all over the news that four people are dead.
John.
Well...
um...
four?
- How long have i been out? - For like a day.
You've taken me up to that street before. There was the house, john.
- You know, the house. - Really?
You had a nightmare, you were screaming...
about blood. You were screaming in your sleep.
Yeah, i had a...
my nose... on the trunk.
I hit my nose on... the trunk on my nose.
Lapd, freeze! In the air, in the air! Hands in the air!
Nico: Okay, dawn,
i've got some photographs i'd like you to look at.
You ever seen that house?
No.
Are you sure?
All right.
How about here?
Nope.
John: Let me see.
More fucking blue.
Baby...
say your name. "My name's gabrielle."
- Say it. - My name is gabrielle.
- Say it. - My name... hi, my name...
what the fuck are you talking about?
God, john, jesus christ!
Shut up!
Pay attention and be real. He will cut your fucking head off
and take you to the desert and bury you.
- I know that! - Just look in the mirror.
I'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry.
- Just look in the mirror. - Fuck!
Just look in the mirror, just look in the mirror.
- What's your name? - My name is gabrielle.
Take a deep breath. It's just a thing.
I've been with 1,000 women, they didn't mean anything.
I don't want to go.
You don't have to go if you don't want to.
You don't have to go. Fuck it.
Just go in and say hi.
- Just like 10 minutes. - Man, fuckin' a.
It's just we owe him so much money, baby.
You look beautiful.
No, it's okay.
Nico: Do you know that guy?
No.
Merry christmas, baby.
Nash!
So what do you want me to do?
I want you to dance for me.
You mean just like... just dance?
Dance.
Fuck it.
Dawn.
I was wrong. I was wrong. I was wrong. I'm sorry.
Move closer.
Oh, no, no, no.
No.
It's wrong, i'm sorry, baby.
Touch me.
You've never seen him?
I think i'd remember meeting somebody like that.
Don't you?
Okay.
This is my partner luis cruz. He's going to give you a ride home, okay?
I'll just keep scrubbing to get it all off.
You know i'm sorry, right?
All right. You ready?
Do you have any place to go?
Cruz: Excuse me, miss? Do you want me to go with you?
- Dawn: No, that's cool. - You sure?
- Yeah, thanks. - (footsteps)
I have no place else to go.
Okay. Come on.
Ms. Holmes, you sure you don't need me to come inside?
No, we're good. No, no. Thank you.
- (cartoons play on tv) - Okay.
- I'm really not that hungry. - You eat, sweetie.
Worst decision a person can make
is to make a decision on an empty stomach.
Tv: Connection with the laurel canyon murders.
Police have taken x-rated film star john holmes into custody.
Holmes, known in the adult film industry as johnny wadd,
has starred in over 1,000 x-rated films.
Those murders that occurred up on wonderland avenue...
he hasn't even done a movie in like two years.
Well, i wouldn't know about that.
What involvement john holmes may have had in the murders is still unclear,
but we should find out tomorrow
when he's arraigned in downtown los angeles.
We are learning a little more about holmes' private life.
We've uncovered court papers indicating the porn star
is currently married, but estranged from his wi...
(tv turns off)
What are you doing back with him, dawn?
I haven't seen you in almost a year,
and i figured you just got away from him.
I did. I did.
I ran away. I got away, sharon.
To oregon, i was there for two months.
And i had a job, too. I was a nurse, kind of like you.
But you know, he just kept calling.
You know? He just wouldn't stop.
Every day, three times a day.
At first i didn't even take his phone calls.
He would tell my mother every single night,
"tell dawn i love her, tell her goodnight."
Every single night before i went to bed.
So you know, i took his call.
I took his call.
I didn't say a word.
Nothing.
And then he says...
he says, "i can hear you breathe, baby."
And i knew that just my breathing was enough to keep him going
so that he knew he wasn't alone, because he had me.
He's using you, dawn. When are you going to see that?
- He's been using you for five years. - No, he's not.
No, he's not, 'cause you know why? I'm his girl.
I'm his girl.
Since i was 15, i've been his girl. Since...
that night in the van at the beach, i've been his girl.
You gotta get away from him, baby.
You take all the bad stuff and you put it in a box,
and then you just put it in a closet and never look at it again.
And then you move on.
Cruz: He wants to talk to us.
We're willing to protect john if he tells us everything.
But he's scared and he fears for your safety.
So he wants to see you both before he says anything.
So where is he?
He's staying at a suite at the bonaparte hotel downtown.
Dawn, do you want to go see john?
Yeah, don't you?
(police radio chatter)
Detective.
- Would you give me some privacy? - Okay, sure.
Hi.
Don't say anything, the room's bugged.
We're going to go talk for a minute, okay, baby?
(water running)
Okay, they've offered me a deal and i think i'm going to take it.
They're going to put me in the witness protection program if...
i tell them everything, everything i told you.
Except i'm not saying anything about anything unless
- all three of us can go. - All three of us?
- And they agreed. - Who's all three of us?
You me and dawn, we can go tomorrow.
No, i'm not going anywhere tomorrow. No.
No, sharon, that's okay, they've got people that can come and pack you.
No, no, no, john. No, i am not going
into the witness protection program with you. That's that.
- Yes. - No.
- Yes, sha... this is the new start... - no. I'm not going into it.
- Listen, this is the new start... - no, you gotta listen!
Everything that we planned could happen now.
I don't want a fresh start with you, john.
- Wake up! - Oh, listen...
no, you listen, i am through supporting you.
You think i would just leave and never see my family again?
- Sharon... - it's gone too far this time.
If you don't help me with this, i am dead.
You're already dead.
This one last thing is all i'm asking for,
you've got... you've got to do it!
Stop it, john. Just stop it.
What? Sharon...
- don't cry. Don't you dare cry. - Listen, if you don't help...
that's not going to work anymore.
You think i'd go anywhere with you after this?
Sharon, i am not going to survive this without you. Okay?
Really? You don't think you'll survive?
You told me you were a survivor.
Remember that? Look at how you're surviving, john.
- Why did you come down here then? - What choice do i have?
- Why haven't you divorced me?
I don't know, i don't know.
Sharon, because you love me and you want to help me.
It's too late, john. It's too late.
- Sharon, look at me. - No.
Sharon, i know you love me, and i love you.
Do you remember that day 15 years ago in the bathroom
when you were measuring yourself?
- Yes. - Do you remember that?
Remember what you said to me?
I said that i've, i...
finally found what i wanted to do with my life.
Uh-huh, right. That's what you said.
Do you remember what i said to you?
- What did i say? - What do you want me to say?
You said that if i sold my...
- that's right. What did i say to you? - (john crying)
You tell me who you are. What did i say to you?!
You said anyone that sells their...
their body is a whore.
Uh-huh.
Stay away from the house.
- How's my girl? - Fine.
Detective ward, thank you for coming out on such short notice.
Captain nimziki explained the urgency.
Has he backed up any of lind's testimony?
- He's hinting. - Hinting?
He knows a lot.
He's just playing his cards very close to the chest.
What's he want?
- Immunity. - What else?
- Protection. - Really?
- John: How many you think? - I have no idea.
- No idea? You never counted? - No, no.
- Most men have. - All right.
Why do you think that is?
I don't know. I guess it's their ego.
Well, i'm thinking...
- i'm thinking boca. - Boca raton?
- Yeah, is there another boca? - Only one. Anywhere you want.
That's the only one i ever heard of, boca raton.
I'm thinking boca 'cause i'm thinking of an alligator.
Can you get me an alligator? Can you give me an alligator?
I can see boca, i can see the condominium,
i can see an alligator... like on a chain.
Right, right.
I need something that implicates eddie nash.
On the record. Why don't you tell me about the robbery?
What robbery?
- Hey, bill. - Hiya, john.
- How you been? - Good.
- Good to see you. - Good to see you.
I'm not talking in front of these guys.
Did you ever get those cigars i sent you?
- Oh, they were good. - Right, the best.
- You got taste. - Yeah, you look good.
Thank you, john.
- What are you working on? - Administrative vice.
Administrative? You got a desk job?
- That's insane, man. - I'm an old man, john.
I guess. You break your legs or something? Jesus.
No, i've been doing good. You haven't though, from what i hear.
Yeah, what'd you hear?
You're doing a lot of drugs, partying with the wrong crowd.
Yeah, i'm a drug addict, bill.
I know, john.
I know about the robbery
that you and all those dead people up on wonderland
pulled on eddie nash.
You know, i'm not here as a cop. I'm here as your friend.
No, i know that bill, thanks for coming down. And thanks for the room.
It's nice. Everyone's been really good.
Want to tell me about it, or...
- is this just a waste of my time? - No, come on.
- Can we take a drive? - I wish we could, john.
You got any coke?
No, i can't do that.
How about a coffee then with like a million fucking sugars?
Just tell the story, john. Tell me what you know.
John: We got a deal?
Talk to me, john. Just tell me about it.
John: Sure, i'll tell you a story.
But if we don't have a deal, then it's just a story, right?
I'm listening, john.
Okay, i'm gonna tell you a story, a story called "wonderland."
Wonderland's the house everyone on the whole mountain
hopes would burn down.
The lease was in joy's name... joy miller.
She was a rich westie that got all junked up, got cancer,
both breasts removed, still shooting junk.
Her old man billy deverell...
is a kind of a dumb hick who couldn't really make up his mind
about anything without a guy like ron launius around
to come up with the idea.
Ronnie's crazy and unpredictable, but was always good with me
until he got hooked up with one of the sleaziest scumbags
to ever come down the pike.
Dude from sacramento... biker. This guy, stone-cold killer,
a liar, a thief and a rapist.
What was his name?
David lind. Don't believe a word he says.
Now you know me a long time, right? I can judge a character.
I know when a scene is a scene.
This guy becomes the brains of the operation.
So when they get too strung out to do anything,
- then he's got the perfect solution. - What?
They stole.
The kinda stuff that doesn't get reported stolen.
- Drugs? - Drugs, guns, money, anything.
Whatever they wanted they took... smash and grab stuff.
How about that fucking coffee?
Now i knew a big time fence lived up the donas.
- Eddie nash? - Yeah.
What is he, your friend or your connection? What?
We hung out. Bill, i'm not like an altar boy.
I'd love to show you the boat.
- Is this your boat? - No.
Girls on film...
nash: Hey...
i know you, you're johnny wadd!
- Yeah. - Johnny wadd on my boat!
I love your movies, man.
- Your name? - Eddie nash.
This is my boat. I'm your biggest fan.
I see all your movies, yes. Get out of here!
Yes...
- big star john wadd. Very big. - (both laughing)
Hey, listen, john, you come up my house sometime,
- we hang out, we party. - Sure, sure.
I make a little coffee, we hang out, we do other things.
- (john laughs) - You know what i'm saying?
I knew him. Anyway,
these guys do a big score down at... oh, thanks.
They hit a mark in west covina
and got their hands on four antique guns, really beautiful museum pieces.
Nice tooling and all that. I didn't think eddie would want the guns,
and i told david this.
But i didn't feel like getting my ass kicked either, so i go up there.
And i was right.
Eddie can't fence the guns, he says they're too fancy,
too high profile, so he gave us like two grand
as collateral.
That is bullshit.
Fucking bullshit, man.
Eddie nash, scumbag piece of shit.
Somebody ought to hit that guy, man.
There's long-time money.
I take the bad news back to the boys and what can they do?
It's eddie-fucking-nash, right?
Then like, two weeks later they call me in,
- and david says to me... - you talk to nash much?
I was over there on tuesday.
Did he ever mention those antiques?
- They're still $2,000. - Screw that. Those are our guns.
How many times you think you've been in that house?
Like 20, 30 times.
You think you could draw us a map?
A map? What for?
- Don't worry about it, john. - Ward: Did you do it?
What, of the fucking palm trees? I mean, buy a fucking thomas guide.
(laughs)
So we go up there... this is david's bright idea.
David, ronnie, billy... everyone's sitting in the car
across the street from eddie nash's house...
in through the kitchen.
Definitely.
...and david's sitting there drawing a map.
I tried to talk him out of it, i swear to god,
i'm sitting there in the car, i'm saying...
you guys are joking, right?
John, shut your hole.
So all of a sudden david's got everybody all hopped up.
Then they decided, let's stop talking and start taking.
Look, i know an actress in tarzana
and she's got like a wall of tvs and like three microwaves.
What are you, a nigger?
You have any brains or did it all go to your cock?
You want to steal a microwave?
What the fuck are we going to do with a microwave?
- Heat your food up with it. - You think i'm hungry?
The only thing i want to heat up right now is some fucking dope, man!
I'm so railed i can't even think straight.
This town is a fucking desert, man.
Did indo-fucking-china dry up in this fucking city?
I want some goddamn, motherfucking smack!
Shit, david, what the fuck?
I told you not to let me do so much blow.
- You know how i get, shit! - Even know who eddie nash is?
Do you think i give a shit?
Then they tell me i gotta participate.
'Cause i know him. Like knowing him means something.
Yeah, well, i don't want any part of that, man.
Listen to me, motherfucker, we're doing this.
And if i have to whack that ass-grease knuckle fuck
to get his shit, then that's that.
John: I could see it in their eyes.
They had made a decision.
I went up there three times to warn eddie.
Eddie, i'm not lying.
You just got to give those fucking fucks back their guns.
Fuck you and fuck your friends.
But he's based out of his mind... i mean, crazy man psycho.
- 10 days straight. - You want the guns from the nash?
Motherfuck!
Come up and take them from the nash.
Huh?
And i have to admit this, bill...
i'm looking right in his eyes and i'm thinking,
better him than me.
Better him than me.
What did they want you to do to help them?
Kitchen door.
Cool, man.
They wanted me to...
unlock, like, the kitchen door.
Something like that.
Did you do it?
Yeah. Yeah, that thing went down.
- Jesus died for somebody's sins - (door opens)
- But not mine - (door closes)
- Meltin' in a pot of thieves... - get him.
I need another snack.
You got the coke?
We fucking did it!
Woo-hoo!
- How much did you get? - All of it, man, everything!
- You didn't hit the safe? - Even the back bathroom, man!
Sue, i told you we'd do it.
People say beware...
- woo-hoo! - People say i don't care...
after they hit eddie, they come back to wonderland, i'm there,
and they're all hoopin' and hollerin' about all the shit they got.
- Ward: What shit? - Everything. Guns, money, drugs.
And they're not playing it cool, either.
Phone's ringing off the hook and they keep answering it.
- (phone rings) - Hello?
Yo, joey, no listen to this, you are never going to guess
- who we just fucking nailed! - Let me tell him, come on.
- Guess again, motherfucker. - Let me tell him.
Guess again! All right, ronnie wants to tell you.
- Eddie nash! - (laughing)
You're not going to believe this shit.
They're telling people that they hit eddie nash.
Can you believe that? Sitting there passing the phone back and forth.
- Who are they talking to? - Anyone that would listen.
Everybody that called. All their scumbag customers.
I said, "ronnie, we should keep a low profile. " they didn't listen.
Aaah!
I'm gonna ah, ah, make her mine
hwaa
here she comes...
betamax. The betamax... out there.
Man, out there, throw it.
The fucking betamax out the fucking window.
Here she comes
waltzin' through the hall in a pretty red dress
and oh, she looks so good...
john: How fucking stupid is that?
So i fucking split.
Where'd you go?
I don't give a damn about my reputation
i never been afraid of any deviation
and i don't really care if you think i'm strange, i ain't gonna change
and i'm never gonna care about my bad reputation...
santa monica for a couple days.
Just laying low. Then i called eddie.
You called eddie nash?
Yeah, i called him. I was planning on leaving.
I mean, i wish i had left.
Ward: What the fuck were you thinking?
John: Listen, i knew if i didn't call him
that i'd never be able to show my face here in la again.
Ward: So what did he say?
John: Bill, everything was cool.
Hey, it's john.
I call him up, he doesn't mention anything about the robberies.
- "Come on up." - All right, i'll be there. Right on.
Well, i stepped inside
and i stood by the door
while dark-eyed girls sang and played the guitar
hookers, hustlers, filled up the room
this was the place they called spanish moon...
- johnny boy. - What's up?
- Hey. - Brother.
- Good to see you. Where you been? - Oh, you know, around.
Well, i'm glad you come by. I need a favor.
- Sure, anything you want. - I want you to beg.
- What? - I said beg, motherfucker!
Eddie, no!
- You think i'm stupid? - No, eddie!
You think i don't figure it out? You bring those people into my house.
You piece of shit. I fucking trusted you!
You dog! Crawl. Crawl like dog!
He's not crawling fast enough. Greg, make him fly.
You know what they did to me?
You know what those motherfuckers did to the nash?
You like this? You fucking sand nigger.
You fucking greaseball.
I'm gonna find out who you are, you cocksucker motherfuckers.
I'm gonna tear your fucking eyes out!
Suck this, you sand jockey faggot.
Suck this. Give me the fucking combination.
They handcuffed me.
They beat my women.
They dragged me upstairs.
They put gun in my mouth!
How do they know about the safe?
How do they know about the nash's safe under the bed from?
- You know what they did to greg? - Amateur motherfucker.
You better kill me or cancel christmas.
Shut up, nigger! I'll blow your black ass straight back to africa.
Nash, fuck these motherfuckers. It's amateur night!
- No witnesses. - David, no!
You see what they did to greg?
Show him, greg. Show him.
They shot heroin in my bathroom.
They cut rails on my daughter's vanity mirror.
On my daughter's mirror!
Yo, man, you want to ride this?
No man, that shit'll kill you.
Come on, man. Let's fucking finish this.
Wait a minute, they were doing drugs during the robbery?
Yeah.
- And get this, on their way out... - john holmes says hello!
Whoo-hoo!
- What? What? - Yeah, he ratted me out.
Nash had been looking for me for two days
so it was just dumb luck i called him.
What are we going to do now, brother?
Mary holmes,
4315 west jefferson, pataskala, ohio.
Sharon holmes, 2438 west glendale.
You're gonna tell me who robbed me.
Because if you don't... if you don't,
i'm going to kill every person in that book starting with your mother,
your sister, your girlfriend, that niece of yours, gabrielle,
every last one of them.
I'm going to torture them to death.
And while i'm doing it, i'm going to tell them
it's because of you.
And when they're dead...
when they're dead,
i'm going to cut off your 14-inch cock,
chop it up, and shove it down your throat!
So now you tell me...
who the fuck hit me?!
Eddie nash has got a gun to your knee
and he says he's going to kill your wife, what would you do?
I'd tell him.
John: Fucking-a right i told him.
Ward: And what did he say?
You're going to do to those guys on wonderland
what you did to me.
Ward: What did that mean?
Means i had to get in the car with his dudes
and go over and get inside of the wonderland house.
- (buzzes) - Ron: Yeah?
It's john, man.
Ron: What?
- (buzzes) - It's john.
(gate buzzes)
I'm counting on you
to carry me through
- oh-oh give me the beat, boys... - what's up?
And free my soul, i want to get lost in your rock 'n' roll
and drift away
give me the beat, boys, and free my soul
i want to get lost in your rock 'n' roll and drift away...
knock yourself out, john.
- Good night, man. - You cooked?
When my mind is free
you know a melody can move me
and when i'm feeling blue
a guitar's coming through to soothe me
thanks for the joy that you've given me
- i want you to know... - see ya.
- I believe in your song... - fucking unbelievable.
- Rhythm and rhyme and harmony. - Fucking unbelievable.
Ward: So you left the door unlocked?
Well, no.
Ajar.
Did you see greg or danny go in the house?
- Did you hear anything at all? - (shouting)
No.
What about in the street outside?
Did you see 'em in the street? What about the street?
Did you see 'em in the car or approaching the house?
No, i didn't see diles, i didn't see greg,
i didn't see eddie after i got out of the car.
- Did you go back? - Go back to eddie's?
No, no, no. Did you go back to wonderland?
No.
You sure?
No, why would i go back?
- John... - wait, here it comes, this is it.
...were you present when the murders happened?
No.
Stay on him, stay on him, stay on him.
Did you see 'em murdered?
No.
Bill, are you calling me a murderer?
Come on.
So...
when you left them, they were all alive?
Yeah, when i left, they were alive.
Eddie nash had these people killed
- because of a robbery you set up. - Oh, come on, ward.
Yeah.
And you'll testify to that.
No. Haven't you been listening?
He is the prince of fucking darkness.
What are you talking about? You don't know who eddie nash is?
I worked hollywood vice for 20 years, john, i know who eddie nash is.
- What are you saying? - How do you expect me to protect you
if you won't go on the record?
I think... i trust you. I think you could protect me. I don't trust them.
Ward: So what do you want me to tell them?
John: Tell them whatever you want.
Goddamn stroke job.
He gives us nothing. Zero. A fat fucking doughnut.
He doesn't finger nash, he doesn't even put himself at the scene.
The coroner's preliminary report indicates
that the murder weapons, plural,
were probably striated lead pipes an inch in diameter.
They got their skulls bashed in. Whole pieces of bone, gone.
Three women. And that sack of shit in there set the whole thing up.
I've been going there for two, three years. Dude calls me brother.
He just sells out nash and lets somebody else do the dirty work.
Then he gets screwed on the split. Now he's pissed off.
- Johnny boy. Hey. - What's up?
So he hightails it back over to nash's house...
- john, my brother. - How are you?
...and rats 'em out. He handed nash the wonderland gang.
He served it up on a silver platter. Get back, plain and simple.
Neighbors reported hearing loud noises...
(yelling)
...and they thought it was some kind of primal scream therapy or something.
It was a perfect plan, really.
There was people coming and going all the time, always a party going on.
Some loud noise at night was not gonna raise an eyebrow.
Exactly, but what he didn't count on was david lind surviving.
It had to be holmes. That piece of shit ratted us out.
Hey, i read lind's statement.
He paints himself out to be an angel... he's lying his ass off.
I got pushed from behind and my gun discharged accidentally.
We don't know if any of his statement is even true.
He knew who nash was the whole time.
You take these guns up there now or i'll cut your head off.
What kind of thief doesn't know who he's hitting until the robbery itself?
What fool would set up the biggest gangster in i. A...
hey, eddie what's up?
...and waltzes back to his house like nothing happened?
- Where you been? - Well, eddie,
i got a crazy story i think you're going to want to hear.
David lind is not half the liar that that cocksucker is.
David lind lost the love of his life,
and he knows that john holmes is responsible.
Now it wouldn't surprise me at all if holmes
had planned on the murders from the get-go.
- You heard his story. - He pulls out my black book.
He's going to kill everyone in it. Your name's in there, bill.
Fuck the black book. The black book is a crock of shit.
It's a fairy tale. He knew we were listening to him.
- He didn't want to get dirty. - Neither does lind.
Four people get their heads bashed in
- and there's not a single witness? - (door buzzes)
No, no, he was in that house as sure as christ was on the cross.
38 sets of different prints lifted.
- Any one of which could be our guy. - Including a left palm print,
palm down on the bedrail, not two feet from ron launius' head.
Wait at minute, are you trying to tell me you think he swung the pipe?
He was either trying to kill him or trying to screw him.
Look, you read lind's statement. Holmes hated launius.
Launius embarrassed him in public all the time.
It really would not surprise me in the least
if he had taken a couple whacks at him.
You know what, sam? You can't even tie him to the scene of the crime.
Nico: The fact that he's got a pulse ties him to the scene of the crime.
Ward: He doesn't need to be there, nico.
Nash knows he's terrified. He'll keep his mouth shut.
Nico: No, i don't buy it. Nash is not an idiot.
He's certainly not going to put his freedom in the hands of one.
Ward: I've known john for almost 10 years.
While i'll admit that we haven't spent much time together lately,
the john i know just isn't capable...
i don't know who you know or don't know.
All i know is that the cocksucker in the other room there is a basehead.
And the one thing you can always know about a basehead
is that they are completely full of shit.
He's dicking us around.
A mile of dick and no balls.
If he had some balls, he'd come out and say, "i did it."
But he ain't gonna do that.
It's your call.
Fuck it. We gotta cut him loose.
Hi, sharon. Thanks so much for...
- where's dawn? - She's in the car, but...
- i want to talk to her. - You think that's such a good idea?
Sharon, just be cool, okay?
Please.
- Hey. - Oh, thank you.
Hi.
- You take care of him, honey. - I will.
- You take care of yourself first. - I will.
- Promise me. - I promise.
Take care of this little one too.
- I love you. - I love you.
- This is all i could get. - Thanks so much, sharon.
- I'll pay you back... - stop lying, i can't.
- Sharon, i'm not lying. We'll pay... - it's a payoff, okay?
You should understand that term.
I'm paying you off to stay out of my life.
(engine starts)
(car drives off)
(car approaching)
(tires screeching)
- (dogs barking) - (car door shuts)
Sharon?
Sharon.
Sharon?
What are you doing here?
I'm sorry, i had an accident.
I'm sorry, can i come in please?
Oh my god, oh my god, john, come in.
- Can you make it in? - Yeah. I'm sorry.
- Oh, my god. It's okay. - I'm sorry.
- I had an accident. - I see that.
Can i have a tub? I need a hot water tub.
- You might need to go to a hospital. - No.
- Oh, john. - Can i please...
- it's okay. - I don't feel well.
It's all right, it's okay.
I'm going to put you in this chair, john, okay?
I'm just going to put you in this chair.
Sit down.
Could you fill the tub with water, please?
- It's not really going good out here. - Okay.
- Please. Okay. - Stay with me.
- No. No. - You're in shock.
- I have to check you out. - No, please make a tub of hot water.
I need to get... sharon, put the water in the tub!
I'm sorry.
Hot water.
- Stay calm. - Okay.
Oh god, you have a head injury.
I'm sorry i yelled, but...
john?
Easy.
Okay, easy.
All right, john.
I'm okay. I'm getting in now.
Okay, hot, hot.
John, close your eyes 'cause this could sting if it gets in.
I'm homesick.
Where's the cut?
There's too much blood. I gotta get it off, okay?
- John, where's the wound? - Give me more warm water.
- Like a firework... - where's the wound? There's no wound.
This isn't your blood, john.
Whose blood is this?
I need a sponge, 'cause it don't come... you have to really scrub.
- John, john! - What?
What happened, john?
Five people are dead, sharon.
They were murdered.
Up on wonderland.
They shouldn't have done that to him. They humiliated him... to the nash.
They were so stupid.
- I'm not following this, john. - He had my book.
He had my black book.
He had everyone's name in it.
He said he was going to kill you.
So i told him i couldn't let that happen.
So then they went up to wonderland. They made me go there.
I did it for us, sharon.
He had your name in there... he said he was going to kill you.
What did you do for us?
I had to, sharon... i had no choice.
Oh, there's so much blood. Ron's head was like a firework.
I saw inside his head.
It just opened like a grapefruit.
What did you do, john? What did you do, john?
I left before anything happened.
I don't understand, what'd you...
what did you do?!
I left before anything happened.
But, i... i never... sharon, i...
no, i don't want to know. No.
- Sharon... - i don't want to know. No.
You need to get out. You need to leave.
No, i want you out of my house.
- I want you to leave. - Okay. Fine.
You don't understand anyway.
- I understand, i understand. - What your husband had to do...
you brought filth into my life again!
Filth? You wanna know what filth is?
What your husband had to do to survive down at peanuts with those faggots.
- You're not my fucking husband! - Really?
- You're a gigolo. - Oh, really?
No, i'm johnny-fucking-wadd!
That's what i am, huh?
You know what they wanted up at wonderland?
What eddie wanted?
That thing, that thing... that thing that makes me a star, sharon.
Look at me. Any idea what it's like?
- What thing are you talking about? - This thing! This fucking thing!
Everybody wants and nobody can have.
- Do you remember when you loved it? - That went away a long time ago.
- A long time ago. - You left me!
- Bullshit. - That is not bullshit!
That's bullshit, john. You left me! Then we can stop arguing.
You left me that day in the bathroom.
You chose that thing over me.
That disgusting thing that makes me sick.
John: I'm not nobody, sharon. I'm a star.
- You are a whore, john. - Oh, really, yeah?
I'm a survivor, sharon! I'm scum?
I'm filth? I'm alive.
And those people at wonderland? They'll never laugh at me again.
They got theirs with a lead pipe, and i'm still here surviving.
Cruz: You know, this case could make our careers.
Nico: This case could end our careers.
Nobody's going to back us against nash without an eyewitness.
I talked to nimziki this morning.
- Nash is untouchable until november. - Shit.
- Who's dick's nimziki sucking? - Everybody's.
It's a goddamn swordfight in there. All right?
- (heart monitor beeping) - (respirator hissing)
Ms. Launius?
- Can she hear us? - I don't know.
Goddamn it, ron, you told me it was going to be different this time.
I don't want to start like this! Come here.
- Goddamn it. - Come here.
Nico: Ms. Launius?
Can you hear me?
I need you.
- I need you here. - Goddamn it.
Baby, i'm going crazy down here.
Come on, come on.
- That didn't last long, did it? - Fuck you.
Can you tell me anything about what happened to you?
Shadows.
Shadows, shadows.
(screams)
(murmuring)
- Cruz: What did she say? - Nico: Nothing.
(beeping faster)
(doorbell buzzing)
- Yeah? - It's john, man.
- Holmes, no. - Come on, let me in, it's john.
- No. - (buzzing)
(door buzzes)
(screams, groans)
Look! Look! Stop it, john!
Stop it, john! Stop it, john!
Look, you motherfucker!
Look at her motherfucking head bust. Are you looking at this, johnny?
Look what you did, look what the fuck you did.
You're a bad man, johnny! You want to fuck with me?
Let's go.
- (shouting) - (groaning)
- (coughing) - (shouting)
It's your turn, baby.
It's christmas.
Let's go to work, johnny. Let's go to work, baby.
Let's go to work.
- Let's get dirty, johnny. - No.
Let's go! Let's get dirty, johnny.
Let's get dirty, johnny!
Hit that motherfucker!
That's right, that's right!
Hit him! Love it!
Hit him. Hit him. Look at you.
Look at you. Oh, man.
Johnny's doing a movie.
- Another bad dream, baby? - No.
Um...
what time is it?
6:00.
Morning or evening?
Morning.
Didn't i promise i'd get you out of there?
- Yeah. Yeah. - Didn't i?
- Mm-hmm.
Who's my girl?
I'm your girl.
(engine starts)
If you could read my mind, love
what a tale my thoughts could tell
just like an old time movie
about a ghost from a wishing well
in a castle dark
or a fortress strong
with chains upon my feet
you know that ghost is me
and i will never be set free
as long as i'm a ghost
you can't see
if i could read your mind, love
what a tale your thoughts could tell
just like a paperback novel
the kind the drugstores sell
when you reach the part where the heartaches come
the hero would be me
heroes often fail
if you read between the lines
you'll know that i'm
just trying to understand
the feeling that you left
i never thought i could feel this way
and i've got to say that i just don't get it
i don't know where we went wrong
but the feeling's gone and i just can't get it back.
(soft music plays)
Love on the rocks
it ain't no surprise
just pour me a drink, bitch
and i'll tell you some lies
had nothing to lose
so you just sing the blues
all the time
gave you my heart
gave you my soul
you left me alone here
with nothing to hold
yesterday's gone
now all i want
is a smile
at first they say they want you
they really need you
suddenly you find you're out there
walking in a storm
and then they know they have you
then they really have you
nothing you can do or say
you've got to leave, just get away
we all know the song
you need what you need
you can say what you want
not much you can do
when the feeling is gone
may be blue skies above
but it's cold
when your love's on the rocks
at first they say they want you
they really need you
suddenly you find you're out there
walking in a storm
and then they know they have you
then they really have you
nothing you can do or say
you've got to leave, just get away
we all know the song
love on the rocks
ain't no big surprise
just pour me a drink, bitch
and i'll tell you some lies
yesterday's gone
and now all i want
is a smile.
How many days has it been since i was born?
How many days till i die? Why...
do i know anyway?
I can make you laugh
or do i only know how to make you cry?
When the baby looks around him
it's such a sight to see
share the simple secret with a wise man
he's a stranger in a strange land
just a stranger in a strange land
tell me why
he's a stranger in a strange land
whoa
a stranger in a strange la-and.