Retribution (1987) Movie Script
Good morning, Mr. Miller.
I am Dr. Jennifer Curtis.
I've been assigned to your case.
These are for you.
I grew them myself.
We can talk later if you like.
Are you still having trouble sleeping?
No I'm getting lots of sleep,
it's uh...
what goes along with it.
Can you remember anything about these dreams?
- They're not dreams.
They're nightmares.
Do you remember anything specific
about these nightmares?
George, it's a very normal thing
...not to want to talk
about how you feel.
We are brought up to
keep our feelings inside.
That's why I'm here.
But you need to talk to me.
You need to trust me,
that's the only way it's going to work.
Ok?
Do you know why
you did it, George?
Yeah, nothing was quite working.
I mean...
You see the painting was going on.
But I could never...
get it quite right.
Have you always wanted to be a painter?
- Always.
I used to get in a lot of trouble at
school because...
I spent all my time drawing.
Have you sold any recently?
Well, let's just say that
in the last 5 years...
I haven't had to pay any taxes.
And I am very pleased
about his progress.
Yeah, well ordinarily a patient in his
condition would receive at least...
a one month in-patient therapy.
- I feel now that the best therapy
is just to allow him to go home.
Dr. Curtis, he's your patient,
you think he's ready to leave,
it's your call.
Good morning, George.
How are you feeling today?
I'm alright.
Oh my leg...
This is the big day.
You all packed and ready to go?
Yeah.
Listen I...
I'm leaving with much more
than I came in with.
Thanks to you.
- Thank you, George.
As of today you're an outpatient,
but I'd like you to come in every day
so that we can continue our talks.
Okay, I'd like that.
Besides, I'm not sure you're
...ready to be on your own yet.
You must be looking forward to
getting out of here.
Yes, I think my occupational
therapy is complete.
With this.
It's for your coffee mug.
Well thank you, George,
that's very thoughtful.
I have a little parting
gift for you too.
Go get 'em, tiger!
Oh that's great.
Thank you very much.
Oh. By the way.
Who's this Angel?
She called again
today to ask about you.
She's a friend of mine.
She lives in my building.
Are you sleeping better now?
No, not really, but you know it's probably
just hospital beds or something.
I'm gonna give you something a little
stronger to help you sleep.
You can pick it up at the pharmacy.
- Thank you.
Did you have any dreams
last night, George?
Nightmares?
Can you remember anything at all?
Anything at all, George?
A person? A place?
A face?
I'm sorry.
- It's not your fault.
I don't understand how this happened.
- Too much coffee?
Yeah, I guess you're right.
I'm going to clean this up in a minute.
George, I really want
you to walk out of this door...
and have a wonderful day.
And I'll see you tomorrow at 11 o'clock.
If you need to talk to me, you just
call, anytime.
Thanks for everything.
- George.
Life's not as serious as we
sometimes make it.
Especially for a guy born on
April Fools Day.
Hey, baby.
Don't worry, honey.
20 bucks! Hey, is that what you
pay your wife?!
Stick it in your door jam, asshole!
Hit the road, jerk!
Hey, Angel.
Don't let those jerks get
you down, girl.
Yeah, well you know, if I was giving it
away for free, you think I'd dress like this?
Hi Angel.
George! Hey!
How are you doin'?
Ok, I guess.
How's everything?
Same as always, you know.
I'm gettin' by.
You get out today?
- Yeah... yeah, I just...
I wanted to thank you for...
asking about me and bringing
my glasses over.
Oh, it's nothin'.
Boy, it was nice.
Could you spare a cigarette?
Yeah! Sure.
Damn you know, it's really
good to see ya.
Everyone's been talkin' about
you back at the building.
Well, yeah, you know...
Hey, Angel, c'mon will ya!
I gotta get goin', ya know.
- Sure, okay.
I guess I'll...
- I'll see you around?
Hi, Molly.
How are you?
Did you miss me, huh?
George. Is that really you?
I didn't know if you
was comin' back!
Hi, Mrs. Stoller.
- Oh!
How are you, George?!
- I'm fine, just fine.
It's just so good to see you back!
Hey, Amos!
Thanks, it's good to be back.
Now listen I know I owe you some
rent, but...
George you don't have to worry about
that, we're all family here, remember?
Well I'll be going down to cash my
county checks and I'll pay you right away.
I'll go on up and let you in.
Oh, well... no, uh...
Listen, if it's alright, I'd sorta
like to go up alone.
If you give me a key I'll
bring it right back.
Sure, George, sure.
Amos!
Hey, Amos! Look who's back.
Howard?
- It's George, Amos,
you remember George.
George?
Oh, yeah! It is George!
How are you, George?!
You all better now?
Yeah, I'm fine Amos.
Boy when they scraped you off a
that pavement out there,
I never thought we'd see you again.
- Amos!
Ah c'mon now, you know damn well...
we was always betting on the
old coot on the 4th floor jumping first.
Christ, Amos, will you shut the hell up!
George I'm sorry.
Don't pay any attention to the
drunken old fool, alright?
Retsina, double twist, rocks.
Retsina, double twist on the rocks, huh?
Yeah... buy you one?
Hate the stuff.
Used to know somebody
who drank it though.
With a double twist. On the rocks.
- Not many of us around.
It's alright.
It's on the house.
I am "the house".
Name's Sally Benson.
George Miller.
Thanks for the drink, but uh...
what's the occasion?
Your eyes look familiar.
There's something about you.
You ever been in here before?
No... I'm just passing through.
Where are you from?
Here.
There.
Ooh... a man of mystery.
Are you trying to hussle me?
I just stopped in for a drink.
- Yeah?
Nobody just stops in for
a drink.
I seen that smile of yours
somewhere before.
Are you sure we never met?
You remind me of someone too
only you're much more...
firey.
What do you think you can just
walk in here
and get into my pants?
It looks like you're trying
to get into mine.
Think you can handle it?
Well I'm willing to try
if you are.
Hand me that bottle of Retsina, Harry.
You can close out the register
and lock up.
The place just closed, cowboy.
I always miss that last step.
Always... it just sorta disappears.
It might be easier if you
just fix the lights around here.
Ohh... I like it dark.
You know, you uh...
you take your life in your hands
coming up those stairs.
Yeah... don't worry about it, honey.
I made sure all the important parts got here.
- Ooh!
Pussy, pussy, pussy.
Ginger...
Here, pussy.
Here, pussy.
Ginger.
Neighborhood slut.
Hey... c'mon, Mr. Mystery Man,
what are you doing over there?
Come over here.
Not paying any attention to me.
So... what about that guy
you told me about?
What guy?
Retsina, with a double twist,
and the rocks.
He was just some guy... passing through.
Put some music on, will ya?
I'll get some ice.
- What about the guy?
Look... I don't wanna talk
about it. Okay?
But I do wanna talk about it.
Look! Don't get freaky on me!
I invited you in here,
I can kick your ass right back out!
No more questions, okay? Eh?
Let's be good to each other, huh?
You got it, baby.
- No bullshit, baby.
No bullshit.
- Take your clothes off!
I'll be right back.
Don't go away.
Damnit!
Who are you?!
What do you want from me?!
What the fuck are you, you bastard?!
You freak! Stay away from me or
I'll cut you I swear to god!
I swear to god I'll cut you!
- Silence, Maria!
Mother of God.
- No!
Help me.
- Not you...
Ohh!
Oh please!
Please!
Don't!
Please forgive me!
- Ha!
Hey, George!
Are you alright?
Two eggs over easy with hash.
You alright, mister?
- Yeah, um...
Coffee, please.
Just a cup of coffee.
And aspirin, if you got any.
Rough night, huh?
Yeah.
- I'll see if we got any.
GRISLY DOWNTOWN MURDER
Woman Brutally Slain;
No Motive - No Suspects
And you've never been to this club before?
Absolutely not!
And I never drink Retsina either.
What about the name? Can you
remember the name of the club?
No. No, all I can remember...
is being inside and meeting that...
that woman.
Jesus Christ, what's happening to me?
- George, we're gonna find out.
I'm here to help.
I know there's an explanation for this.
Yes, but it's all right there in the paper.
- What was she like in your own words?
Oh I don't know, she was about 35...
I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were busy.
- We can talk later, Alan.
We still on for tonight?
- Yes.
I have an appendectomy at 5,
I can pick you at 7:30pm.
Do you mind?
- We can still make Del Guidos by 8.
That's fine.
I'm sorry.
Hey. Don't take too long.
- Goodbye Alan.
I'm sorry, George.
I'm sorry.
Now what about this woman?
Did she remind you of someone?
Did she look like someone you know?
No.
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute, she...
In the dream...
In the dream it felt like...
I had known her.
And she said...
She said she...
she felt like she'd known me.
How did you feel?
- I didn't feel anything...
I mean I could see the things
flying around and the lights,
but I didn't feel anything.
She was in the kitchen.
She looked horrified. Her
face was bleeding and she...
she had this knife.
She had the knife?
- Yes, and she kept...
she kept staring at me.
And she raised this knife...
like she was gonna stab me, kill me!
And then...
she stabbed herself.
She cut herself wide open, but...
it was me!
Somehow I forced her!
George, I understand how you feel.
But knowing you as I have for the
last three months
I question you having anything to do
with this murder.
No, you don't understand,
it was me!
I killed her!
- George,
you said you took your sleeping pill
and you laid down on your bed.
It was a bad dream.
A nightmare.
You didn't know this
woman and you didn't kill her.
Someone else is responsible
for this murder.
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I
didn't mean to...
Here.
It's alright George, it's
just a nosebleed.
Yes I know, but...
- Why are you sorry? What are you sorry about?
I don't know.
Look, I think we better continue tomorrow,
I need to get down to the infirmary.
We'll work this out together,
you'll see.
Sorry.
Come on, come on.
Come on, c'mon.
Hey, hey, hey!
Where the hell do you think you're goin'?
Nobody rides this bus for free.
I'm sorry, I never take buses.
How much is it?
Depends how far you're goin', Jack.
I'm not sure... I don't know.
You don't know?
I don't know's $1.25.
Don't you want your change.
Damn I gotta get out of this wreck.
Loonies. Too many loonies.
- You're tellin' me!
They're everywhere!
Hold it please. Hold on.
I have to get off. Please!
Please!
Please let me out!
This is my stop!
But it ain't mine, I've got
6 more blocks to go.
I gotta get off here!
You asshole! You moron!
Asshole!
What's your name?!
What's your badge number?!
I'm gonna sue the city!
- Shut up!
Hi mister.
Hiya... um...
What are you doing?
- Nothing.
Just playin'.
How come you're all wet?
Oh... it's a long story.
You had to be there.
Vito! Vito, come in here!
Gotta go.
Well... it was nice to meet you.
Bye.
I'm Vito Jr.
What's your name?
My name is George.
I gotta go.
See ya, George.
Yeah, who is it?
Excuse me, my name is George Miller.
I don't know any George Miller.
Yes, listen, can I just...
Can I talk to you for a minute?
What do you want?
Do I know you? Have we
ever met before?
What, are you some kind of kook?
What happened to you?
My bus crashed around the corner
into a fountain.
Look to tell you the truth,
I really don't know why I'm here, but...
I wondered if we'd ever
met before.
Listen you asshole! You want me
to call the cops?
Now get the hell out of
here and don't come back!
Hey George!
Wait a minute, hang on.
Are you in a hurry?
- Well, no.
Listen, I have a real problem
and you are the only one...
I can talk to about it.
- Well I was just going to go out
and get something to eat, Mrs. Stoller.
Can it wait...
- No, no, no...
I really need to talk to you.
Can we go in here, please.
Let me talk to you for a second, please.
I just need two minutes
of your time, really.
Now please just give me a couple...
- I don't understand...
Let me tell you, wait a second.
- Okay, okay.
Two minutes...
- I don't understand...
I don't want to attack you,
for god sakes. I want to...
I want a little intelligent
advice, that's all I'm askin' for...
Surprise!
This one's got me really stumped.
I don't know where to go from here.
What you have to do is learn to
leave your work at the office.
I know, I'm sorry.
It's that I really
care about this guy.
I don't understand why all of a sudden
he's so troubled. About what?
Maybe he's psycho.
That's not exactly a term they
use in psychiatry.
No...
but you know exactly what I mean.
I mean maybe the guy's um...
an acute schizophrenic, like...
Jekyll and Hyde.
You ever consider the guy might be the
murderer and not even know it?
George.
How come...
you never invited me
up here before? I mean...
I think it's because you've never
talked to me before, George.
You never even left your room.
Studio. It's my studio.
Oh, excuse me.
I'd love to be your girlfriend, George.
Hey Johnny, that's the last of the
day's orders, man.
You stayin' here all night
or what?
I'm just finishing up.
You go on, Mickey.
See you in the morning.
- Alright. I'll see you tomorrow.
Later, Johnny.
- Yeah.
Johnny...
Hey Mick, you still here?
Yo, Mick?
Johnny...
Ha ha ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
What the fuck is goin'
on around here?!
Mickey?!
Is that you, dumbass?! It ain't funny!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
Who the fuck are you!?
Hello, Johnny.
- How the hell did you get in here?
You don't you remember me, Johnny?
I've never seen you before, Jack!
What kind of stupid gag is this?!
Help!
God, let me out of here!
Help! I'm dyin' in here!
Get me out of here!
What the hell are you doing?!
You son of a bitch!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you when
I get out of here!
Help me! What are you doing?!
You're a crazy person!
Get me off of this thing!
Are you out of your mind?!
Santa Maria, Mother of God...
No, not you...
Help me!
Not you! I didn't mean to do it!
Forgive me, please!
George, are you alright?!
What are you doing?
Where are you going?!
What's the matter, did you have
a bad dream? What's wrong?!
George! Why are you doing
this, George, don't!
Stop it! Please, please, stop it!
George, don't do that!
Don't hurt yourself!
Stop it, George!
Oh my god!
George!
Blood... blood...
- George!
PSYCHO KILLING IN SLAUGHTERHOUSE
I threw him on the conveyor belt.
And the blade started spinning...
Can you tell me
what the hell is going on?
George. I understand you say this happened
while you were asleep.
Had you locked the door
to your apartment?
I wasn't in my...
apartment last night.
Where were you last night?
Where did you sleep last night, George?
I was with someone, alright?
I'm sorry.
They gave a party for me at the
hotel last night to
welcome me home and it was
very nice.
But I had a little too much to drink
and I...
I slept in Angel's room.
Angel, is she the girl who was
calling to ask about you?
Yes.
She's my friend.
She lives downstairs.
I was with her last night.
That's wonderful, George.
That's great.
What's so great about it?! I...
You couldn't have killed him,
you have a witness!
Don't you see, George?
Oh my god!
It's inside of me.
What's inside of you?
Now come on, George.
What is it?!
What?
That's what it
says before it kills.
Santa Maria, Mother of
God, help me... it's not me.
George.
It's not me.
That's what it says. I've never
said that in my entire life.
I've never met that woman
before, either.
What woman?
George.
Tell me.
Yesterday after I left,
I don't know why,
but I got on a bus.
You know I never take buses.
And...
it stopped in this part of
town that I'd never been to before
at this apartment house.
It was...
almost like I was
taken there.
And I knocked on the door and I met
this woman I'd never seen before.
What woman, George?
Somehow it felt...
like I knew her.
George... I want you to understand that
everything I do is for your wellbeing.
Do you understand?
- Yes.
There's a department meeting
this afternoon.
I'm going to recommend that
you be readmitted.
What's the matter with you?
Why won't you listen to me?!
It'll happen if I'm here too.
It happens everytime I fall asleep.
George, I know I can be
more helpful if
you come back to the hospital.
I hope you'll agree voluntarily
or I'll have to file commitment papers.
What's the use?
- George...
You're going to be alright.
I promise you.
Now I want you to promise that
you'll go straight home.
I'll call you right after the meeting.
Okay?
I'll do anything you say.
Anything.
But I don't think you can
help me, Dr. Curtis.
I don't think anybody can.
George...
What the hell happened?
I think it's time to call the police.
He has a witness.
He was with someone all last night.
Terrific. Then let them
investigate him.
If he has an alibi,
if he didn't do anything,
there's nothing to worry about,
the guy's just a
flipped out schizo.
- Alan! The man has suicidal tendencies!
He doesn't need any additional pressure
from the police or anyone.
Come on!
Could you slow down a little?
Wait a minute!
Go left right here.
Oh no wait, I'm sorry.
You have to go back the other way
...it was a right.
You gotta go back and make a right.
Back the other way, please.
- Alright, alright.
Wait a minute.
Make a left right here.
No, no!
A right.
Hey man, where the hell are we going?
Been driving around for an hour.
I don't know yet.
Damnit!
End of the line, buddy. Out.
What?
- You heard me. You got me making
so many turns you blew my
fucking water hose.
Well, look I'm sorry...
- I'm sorry, your momma.
I don't want any wacko's
in my cab, okay?
$18. Cash.
Let's go!
Alright! Just...
$18... I should have a couple more
dollars some place. Let me give you a tip.
Forget it. Mashugats.
Look! I'm sorry I caused you
so much trouble.
I've seen 'em all pal,
but you take the cake.
Lots of luck pal.
You're gonna need it.
What are you doing here?
What do you want?
Look mister! I don't know who you are
but if you keep following
us, I'm gonna call the cops.
So please! Get the hell out of here.
Hi, George.
- Hi, Vito.
We met when I came by
the other day.
Who are you?
My name is George Miller...
and I know this is gonna sound
very strange, but I have no idea
what I'm doing here or
why I came to your apartment.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
Please believe me.
For some reason I've been...
that is I feel like I've...
been here before.
And your place too.
And I also feel like...
somehow, somewhere,
I've met you and your son too.
Did you know my husband?
- No.
He died three months ago.
Halloween night.
What do you expect for a
guy who's born on April Fool's Day?
Can I ask you how he died?
I mean...
was it an accident?
Not quite.
Vito, go by the front gate.
I'll be there in a few minutes, okay?
And stay inside the gate,
don't go out in the street.
He was...
tortured.
A slow death.
He was involved with some bad men.
They ran a numbers game.
Vito was very worried.
He couldn't pay 'em.
He was out of work.
So for $15,000 they killed him.
A slow, horrible death.
He left me and little Vito alone.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Did they ever...
find out who did it?
They looked into it for a few days
but they never caught the bastards.
Listen, I'm...
I'm very sorry I bothered you.
I guess I ought to get going.
Take care of yourself and Vito.
Listen can I ask you...
Excuse me.
Did your husband know anybody
by the name of Johnny Blake?
He worked in the slaughterhouse.
Vito did mention him once.
I think they did some business together.
What about a woman named
Sally Benson?
Are you a friend of hers?
- No... I mean not really.
I read in the newspaper
where she died yesterday.
Good.
She was my husband's mistress.
George, I understand. It is
an amazing coincidence that...
you have the same birth
date that her husband
died on the same night
that you...
It's just not relevant, George.
- But it must mean something!
Now look. Listen to me.
This is the second time in
two days I've been like...
I don't know... taken to this woman.
George, please calm down.
I'm trying to explain to you
that there is a reason.
- But what about her husband Vito?!
I mean he was involved
with both murder victims.
Now, come on!
I know it's all crazy but it must...
Doctor Curtis?
Doctor Curtis?
What's the matter?
- George, I'll have to call you back later.
Are you serious, Doctor Curtis?
Are you suggesting that
your patient is possessed?
By who?
Or what? As the case may be.
No, I don't think he is possessed
in a Satanic way.
I'm certainly relieved to hear that.
But he acts like he's
possessed by
some other force.
- Now hold on...
Easy, Dr. Baxley.
Dr. Curtis, Mr. Miller is experiencing
an acute depression.
Delusions are very common
in such cases
and very powerful.
It would serve as a means
to channel this guilt,
after having attempted suicide
and failed.
As for this...
witness who supposedly spent
the night with him,
I suggest the possibility that she
is also a delusion.
Did you contact her yet?
You know I can't contact
without Mr. Miller's consent.
And besides, I really don't
believe that he is.
I hope I don't have to remind you,
that a paranoid schizophrenic
is not only clever,
they're even sneaky.
And they have no
control over themselves.
Doctor Talbot, it is my opinion
that something else, something
unique and terrifying
is responsible for this
patient's psychosis!
Doctor Curtis, I really don't want
to do this but
I'm going to recommend a
change in therapists.
I think you have lost
your objectivity.
I think it would be strongly
beneficial to not
only you but the patient as well
to have a change at this time.
Please.
Bring Mr. Miller to my office.
When he's readmitted then
I'll explain the change and
I'll also make sure he's
introduced to his new therapist.
Can we get on with the next case.
If it's alright with you Doctor Talbot,
I'd like to tell him myself.
Fine.
Yes?
I'll be right out.
Would you all excuse me for
a moment, please.
Would everyone please take
their seats.
Quickly please.
Alright. If I could have everyone's
attention, please.
This is Lieutenant Ashley, from the police
department, the homicide division.
Lieutenant Ashley has just received a
telephone call from a Dr. Alan Falconer,
who is a resident surgeon here
at the hospital.
The call is in regard to a
certain patient of Doctor Curtis.
Who might have knowledge of
two recent homicides.
Doctor Curtis, have you been discussing the
case with other doctors at this hospital?
I asked you a question.
Pardon me Dr. Talbot.
The department is obviously very concerned
about these two homicides.
I'm sure you all read about them in
the papers the last two days.
Dr. Falconer tells me that this patient
has unusual information.
Details about these homicides.
Is this true?
- Dr. Falconer had
absolutely no right to
call you, Lieutenant.
If I believe my patient had anything
to do with these murders
I would be the first to call you.
With all due respect
for your opinions,
I still need to
speak with this patient.
Just to check his alibi.
Now what's his name?
I'm sorry Lieutenant, I can't do that.
I can't tell you who he is.
Doctor... did you happen to see
the photographs in the newspaper?
Well I didn't need to look at them
because I was there.
I saw what that maniac did.
Our department has never seen such
murder and utter devastation as this.
Dr. Talbot, until this patient is assigned
to another therapist,
he is still under my care.
And I will not violate the
confidentiality of his case
for reasons based
on rumors, hearsay, or gossip,
from another doctor who isn't even
remotely connected to this case
who isn't even a member of the
psychiatric profession.
Now you listen. All I want to
do is check his alibi.
He's the only lead I've got to
help me find this
insane evil animal.
And you could be charged with
obstruction of justice,
harboring a fugitive,
and maybe
accessory to murder.
I can get a warrant and have that file
in my hands in less than an hour.
What's it gonna be?
Until he is assigned to
another therpaist,
the patient will remain
under Dr. Curtis' care.
I'm sorry, Lieutenant Ashley.
But I must support my staff
regarding such matters.
What the hell was that for?!
Great.
Come on, Angel.
You gotta get your shit
together, girl.
You're all hung up on this
guy and he's a wacko!
Hey jackass! Can't you see
she's busy right now?!
Hey look, why don't you just
go and find yourself another girl.
Hello, Angel.
George.
I'm sorry I didn't know it was you.
This is my friend Desiree.
Oh, so you're George...
- Desiree, I'll talk to you later, okay?
You be careful, honey.
- Yeah.
Listen, Angel, I'm...
I'm really sorry about
last night.
I just had a bad nightmare,
I didn't mean to scare you.
That's ok.
It's no big deal.
So uh... how you doing?
I'm okay. Are you okay?
- Sure, yeah. Sure, I'm fine, I guess.
I'm just a little bit crazy.
You working right now?
Kinda.
Oh, well I'll leave. I just wanted
to come down and say that
I'm sorry.
I guess I'll see you later.
Oh!
This... I got this for you.
It's umm...
Thanks.
Well. Um.
Where are you going?
Oh, nowhere, really.
- Mind if I walk with you for a while?
That would be great.
Hey, listen, I know this place
that we could go!
It's really fun! I used to
go there a lot.
And it's not very far.
You want to come with me?
Sure!
- Great!
Hey.
- What?
You wanna get stoned?
High.
I mean... hello.
- Can I help you?
We're just gonna take a look around.
Here, sign this.
This is an art gallery.
Are you sure you're in the right place?
- Sure, I'm sure.
I've been here before.
Well I mean, I'm sure.
Are you sure?
Sure I'm sure.
- We're both sure.
For sure.
Sure.
See how sure we are?
No way!
This place is great!
What is this?
It's a combination of pictures,
and metalwork and neon.
What a gas, man.
Does it look like me?
Ok turn a little bit to the left.
Chin up.
There it is. Perfect likeness!
Except for the eyes.
Yours are much prettier.
These lights are great!
I really like this one.
You should. It probably costs
more than
everything I've ever sold
put together.
Oh come on, George, I think
you're a great artist.
Well how do you know, you've never
seen any of my work.
Well when I do, I know that
I will really love it!
Oh wait wait wait, I gotta show you
something in the other gallery.
This is my favorite, now
you're gonna love this.
I used to come here
for hours and just
stand and look at this thing.
What is it?
- It's a surprise.
Oh god, it's incredible!
What do you call it?
- "The Eternal Head".
How about...
"The Stoned Head".
Like us.
It's unbelievable!
- Isn't it great?
How big do you think he is?
He's very high.
You think Mrs. Stoller would let us
take him home?
You know...
George... I sure like you.
I'm having a lot of fun.
I can't remember
when I ever...
laughed so much.
Hey, listen, listen.
Do you think maybe that
sometime we could um...
We could um... what?
Like have a real date
and go out...
for dinner or... to the movies.
We could...
do you like movies?
Sure?
Maybe we should do that.
Maybe we could...
My God!
What's the matter?
- We gotta get out of here!
Why, George?!
What's going on?!
What is it, George?
Santa Maria, Mother of God.
George, please tell me!
Help me!
Damnit George!
Now you just slow down!
Don't you freak out on me!
We only had 1 joint!
What's the matter with you?!
Come in.
You haven't heard from your
patient yet, have you?
No, not yet.
I went by his hotel and
left a message.
I know he'll call.
He's already agreed to come
back to the hospital.
I hope so.
No!
Hi Angel.
Dylan.
Hey George, where you been man?
We've been worried about ya.
Just... just walkin' around.
Trying to work out a few things.
Look, Angel, I'm sorry about this
afternoon,
I really didn't mean to frighten you.
If I just knew what the hell
was goin' on.
I know someone who
could help maybe?
I mean, he's helped me with a
couple of things I've needed to work out.
I called him, and we're going
there tonight
and he said he'd see you.
Thanks Angel, I appreciate that, but...
maybe some other time.
What? Are you really busy
right now, George?
Important meeting or something?
Look... I just don't think that there's
any point...
Who is this guy?
Now this guy's a lot more
together than this place looks.
Doctor Rasta!
This is my friend Dylan,
and this is George.
The one I told you about.
He...
Guys... Come on, Dylan.
Come on.
Let go of me, you
motherfucka!
Let go of me!
Let go of me!
I'm not holding you!
I swear!
Let go of him!
Stop it, George!
Are you alright?
What happened?
Is he okay?
- He's breathing! He'll be alright!
George, what the hell happened?!
Cmon, we gotta get out of here!
Let's get out of here!
- Let's go!
Alright. Now listen very carefully.
I'm gonna commit myself
to the hospital tomorrow.
I can't explain all this.
But whatever the hell is
goin' on, it's hurtin' people.
So please. Don't tell anybody
about this now.
Something happens...
when I sleep.
It's like... it's like a nightmare.
Only it's real.
And I can't stay awake
for my whole life.
And I can't go up to my room,
because I might fall asleep.
So I'm gonna stay down
here tonight.
And I want you to tie me
down to the couch just in case.
Just in case, what?
In case something happens again.
If I fall asleep.
Okay?
- Okay.
Okay?
Okay.
I told you. He wasn't there.
How long has the elevator
been out?
Twelve years, why?
When was the last
time you saw him?
This afternoon.
Yes sweetie...
Maybe 3... maybe 4...
Maybe 5...
Think you need a new watch, lady.
Look if he comes in, give
us a call right away.
We just want to talk to him, okay?
Don't forget, or else I
won't forget this rat trap.
Oo... Woo!
Yes sir. Yes sir.
Charlie, keep an eye on
this place will ya?
Thanks.
- Did I miss anything?
All kinds of excitement.
This guy's a real night owl.
Where the hell is he.
Ever wonder why there are
so many weirdos around?
All the time.
Gives me job security.
What the hell is goin' on
around here?!
How'd you get in here?!
What are you doing here, man?
You can't just break in
here like this!
Eh, you chicken-shit
asshole!
I'm talkin' to you!
Did you bring anybody
else in here?! Huh?!
You can have anything
you want, man.
I didn't do anything!
Please!
What are you doing?!
Oh, please!
Oh God!
Don't hurt me!
Please!
Jesus God!
Fuck!
No... No!
Fuck you!
I won't!
You can't make me!
You can't...
No!
No!
No! No!
You fuck!
You... fuck!
Don't hurt me no more!
Don't hurt me no more!
Don't hurt me anymore.
Let me go!
Let me go!
Let me go!
Don't kill me!
Don't kill me! Please!
I don't want to die!
Please! Oh God!
What are you doing to me!
No! No!
Who are you?!
Santa Maria, Mother of God...
Help me!
Vito! It can't be!
You! It's not you!
No, Vito, I begged 'em!
I begged 'em!
I didn't wanna do it, Vito!
I begged 'em not to hurt you!
I didn't want to!
Ahh!
This is KOCY T.V. broadcasting
from the Greater Los Angeles area
We begin our early morning
program with the mass
from the Church of Saint Jude.
No!
No more you bastard!
Son of a bitch!
Come on.
No more!
No more! No more!
No more!
Oh thank God!
I finally got you!
I've been up all night
worrying about you!
I must've called you
at least 20 times!
Help me!
George, what's going on
over there?
George! Are you alright?!
- Help me... garage...
I crushed him.
The garage.
Please help me!
George!
Please help me!
Santa Maria. Mother
of God, help me!
George!
- No more!
Hello?!
This morning's top story. Another grizzly
murder in the downtown area.
In the early hours, Joe Martinez,
a resident of the area
for the last 12 years, was
found with his head
crushed in a Willard
Street gas station.
The killer, or killers, apparently
tried to cover up the murder
by setting fire to the
entire garage.
Law enforcement officials believe
this is related to two other
vicious incidents in the
Los Angeles area
over the last few nights.
Police Captain Ed Magar has
informed us that
solving these brutal murders is the
department's highest priority.
Ahh!
Never again you bastard!
Never again!
Dr. Curtis must end it...
must stop him...
I must die...
Not yet you fucking...
Not yet you fucking
asshole.
One more...
- No more!
One more...
- No more!
Never again!
Never!
Never!
What the hell was that?
- Let's go!
Help me... no!
Please!
Santa Maria...
Mother of God!
Help me!
Santa Maria! Mother of God!
Help me!
Santa Maria!
Mother of God!
Help me!
Santa Maria!
Mother of God! Help me!
George?
C'mon George, wake up!
George?!
George?!
Open the door! Police!
Open up. Or we're gonna
blow the door open!
We're gonna break the door
if you don't open right now!
Help us!
One more!
Open up!
Leave her alone!
No more!
No more!
George!
Oh my God!
George.
George...
I'm sorry...
Santa Maria!
Mother of God!
Help me!
I am Dr. Jennifer Curtis.
I've been assigned to your case.
These are for you.
I grew them myself.
We can talk later if you like.
Are you still having trouble sleeping?
No I'm getting lots of sleep,
it's uh...
what goes along with it.
Can you remember anything about these dreams?
- They're not dreams.
They're nightmares.
Do you remember anything specific
about these nightmares?
George, it's a very normal thing
...not to want to talk
about how you feel.
We are brought up to
keep our feelings inside.
That's why I'm here.
But you need to talk to me.
You need to trust me,
that's the only way it's going to work.
Ok?
Do you know why
you did it, George?
Yeah, nothing was quite working.
I mean...
You see the painting was going on.
But I could never...
get it quite right.
Have you always wanted to be a painter?
- Always.
I used to get in a lot of trouble at
school because...
I spent all my time drawing.
Have you sold any recently?
Well, let's just say that
in the last 5 years...
I haven't had to pay any taxes.
And I am very pleased
about his progress.
Yeah, well ordinarily a patient in his
condition would receive at least...
a one month in-patient therapy.
- I feel now that the best therapy
is just to allow him to go home.
Dr. Curtis, he's your patient,
you think he's ready to leave,
it's your call.
Good morning, George.
How are you feeling today?
I'm alright.
Oh my leg...
This is the big day.
You all packed and ready to go?
Yeah.
Listen I...
I'm leaving with much more
than I came in with.
Thanks to you.
- Thank you, George.
As of today you're an outpatient,
but I'd like you to come in every day
so that we can continue our talks.
Okay, I'd like that.
Besides, I'm not sure you're
...ready to be on your own yet.
You must be looking forward to
getting out of here.
Yes, I think my occupational
therapy is complete.
With this.
It's for your coffee mug.
Well thank you, George,
that's very thoughtful.
I have a little parting
gift for you too.
Go get 'em, tiger!
Oh that's great.
Thank you very much.
Oh. By the way.
Who's this Angel?
She called again
today to ask about you.
She's a friend of mine.
She lives in my building.
Are you sleeping better now?
No, not really, but you know it's probably
just hospital beds or something.
I'm gonna give you something a little
stronger to help you sleep.
You can pick it up at the pharmacy.
- Thank you.
Did you have any dreams
last night, George?
Nightmares?
Can you remember anything at all?
Anything at all, George?
A person? A place?
A face?
I'm sorry.
- It's not your fault.
I don't understand how this happened.
- Too much coffee?
Yeah, I guess you're right.
I'm going to clean this up in a minute.
George, I really want
you to walk out of this door...
and have a wonderful day.
And I'll see you tomorrow at 11 o'clock.
If you need to talk to me, you just
call, anytime.
Thanks for everything.
- George.
Life's not as serious as we
sometimes make it.
Especially for a guy born on
April Fools Day.
Hey, baby.
Don't worry, honey.
20 bucks! Hey, is that what you
pay your wife?!
Stick it in your door jam, asshole!
Hit the road, jerk!
Hey, Angel.
Don't let those jerks get
you down, girl.
Yeah, well you know, if I was giving it
away for free, you think I'd dress like this?
Hi Angel.
George! Hey!
How are you doin'?
Ok, I guess.
How's everything?
Same as always, you know.
I'm gettin' by.
You get out today?
- Yeah... yeah, I just...
I wanted to thank you for...
asking about me and bringing
my glasses over.
Oh, it's nothin'.
Boy, it was nice.
Could you spare a cigarette?
Yeah! Sure.
Damn you know, it's really
good to see ya.
Everyone's been talkin' about
you back at the building.
Well, yeah, you know...
Hey, Angel, c'mon will ya!
I gotta get goin', ya know.
- Sure, okay.
I guess I'll...
- I'll see you around?
Hi, Molly.
How are you?
Did you miss me, huh?
George. Is that really you?
I didn't know if you
was comin' back!
Hi, Mrs. Stoller.
- Oh!
How are you, George?!
- I'm fine, just fine.
It's just so good to see you back!
Hey, Amos!
Thanks, it's good to be back.
Now listen I know I owe you some
rent, but...
George you don't have to worry about
that, we're all family here, remember?
Well I'll be going down to cash my
county checks and I'll pay you right away.
I'll go on up and let you in.
Oh, well... no, uh...
Listen, if it's alright, I'd sorta
like to go up alone.
If you give me a key I'll
bring it right back.
Sure, George, sure.
Amos!
Hey, Amos! Look who's back.
Howard?
- It's George, Amos,
you remember George.
George?
Oh, yeah! It is George!
How are you, George?!
You all better now?
Yeah, I'm fine Amos.
Boy when they scraped you off a
that pavement out there,
I never thought we'd see you again.
- Amos!
Ah c'mon now, you know damn well...
we was always betting on the
old coot on the 4th floor jumping first.
Christ, Amos, will you shut the hell up!
George I'm sorry.
Don't pay any attention to the
drunken old fool, alright?
Retsina, double twist, rocks.
Retsina, double twist on the rocks, huh?
Yeah... buy you one?
Hate the stuff.
Used to know somebody
who drank it though.
With a double twist. On the rocks.
- Not many of us around.
It's alright.
It's on the house.
I am "the house".
Name's Sally Benson.
George Miller.
Thanks for the drink, but uh...
what's the occasion?
Your eyes look familiar.
There's something about you.
You ever been in here before?
No... I'm just passing through.
Where are you from?
Here.
There.
Ooh... a man of mystery.
Are you trying to hussle me?
I just stopped in for a drink.
- Yeah?
Nobody just stops in for
a drink.
I seen that smile of yours
somewhere before.
Are you sure we never met?
You remind me of someone too
only you're much more...
firey.
What do you think you can just
walk in here
and get into my pants?
It looks like you're trying
to get into mine.
Think you can handle it?
Well I'm willing to try
if you are.
Hand me that bottle of Retsina, Harry.
You can close out the register
and lock up.
The place just closed, cowboy.
I always miss that last step.
Always... it just sorta disappears.
It might be easier if you
just fix the lights around here.
Ohh... I like it dark.
You know, you uh...
you take your life in your hands
coming up those stairs.
Yeah... don't worry about it, honey.
I made sure all the important parts got here.
- Ooh!
Pussy, pussy, pussy.
Ginger...
Here, pussy.
Here, pussy.
Ginger.
Neighborhood slut.
Hey... c'mon, Mr. Mystery Man,
what are you doing over there?
Come over here.
Not paying any attention to me.
So... what about that guy
you told me about?
What guy?
Retsina, with a double twist,
and the rocks.
He was just some guy... passing through.
Put some music on, will ya?
I'll get some ice.
- What about the guy?
Look... I don't wanna talk
about it. Okay?
But I do wanna talk about it.
Look! Don't get freaky on me!
I invited you in here,
I can kick your ass right back out!
No more questions, okay? Eh?
Let's be good to each other, huh?
You got it, baby.
- No bullshit, baby.
No bullshit.
- Take your clothes off!
I'll be right back.
Don't go away.
Damnit!
Who are you?!
What do you want from me?!
What the fuck are you, you bastard?!
You freak! Stay away from me or
I'll cut you I swear to god!
I swear to god I'll cut you!
- Silence, Maria!
Mother of God.
- No!
Help me.
- Not you...
Ohh!
Oh please!
Please!
Don't!
Please forgive me!
- Ha!
Hey, George!
Are you alright?
Two eggs over easy with hash.
You alright, mister?
- Yeah, um...
Coffee, please.
Just a cup of coffee.
And aspirin, if you got any.
Rough night, huh?
Yeah.
- I'll see if we got any.
GRISLY DOWNTOWN MURDER
Woman Brutally Slain;
No Motive - No Suspects
And you've never been to this club before?
Absolutely not!
And I never drink Retsina either.
What about the name? Can you
remember the name of the club?
No. No, all I can remember...
is being inside and meeting that...
that woman.
Jesus Christ, what's happening to me?
- George, we're gonna find out.
I'm here to help.
I know there's an explanation for this.
Yes, but it's all right there in the paper.
- What was she like in your own words?
Oh I don't know, she was about 35...
I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were busy.
- We can talk later, Alan.
We still on for tonight?
- Yes.
I have an appendectomy at 5,
I can pick you at 7:30pm.
Do you mind?
- We can still make Del Guidos by 8.
That's fine.
I'm sorry.
Hey. Don't take too long.
- Goodbye Alan.
I'm sorry, George.
I'm sorry.
Now what about this woman?
Did she remind you of someone?
Did she look like someone you know?
No.
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute, she...
In the dream...
In the dream it felt like...
I had known her.
And she said...
She said she...
she felt like she'd known me.
How did you feel?
- I didn't feel anything...
I mean I could see the things
flying around and the lights,
but I didn't feel anything.
She was in the kitchen.
She looked horrified. Her
face was bleeding and she...
she had this knife.
She had the knife?
- Yes, and she kept...
she kept staring at me.
And she raised this knife...
like she was gonna stab me, kill me!
And then...
she stabbed herself.
She cut herself wide open, but...
it was me!
Somehow I forced her!
George, I understand how you feel.
But knowing you as I have for the
last three months
I question you having anything to do
with this murder.
No, you don't understand,
it was me!
I killed her!
- George,
you said you took your sleeping pill
and you laid down on your bed.
It was a bad dream.
A nightmare.
You didn't know this
woman and you didn't kill her.
Someone else is responsible
for this murder.
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I
didn't mean to...
Here.
It's alright George, it's
just a nosebleed.
Yes I know, but...
- Why are you sorry? What are you sorry about?
I don't know.
Look, I think we better continue tomorrow,
I need to get down to the infirmary.
We'll work this out together,
you'll see.
Sorry.
Come on, come on.
Come on, c'mon.
Hey, hey, hey!
Where the hell do you think you're goin'?
Nobody rides this bus for free.
I'm sorry, I never take buses.
How much is it?
Depends how far you're goin', Jack.
I'm not sure... I don't know.
You don't know?
I don't know's $1.25.
Don't you want your change.
Damn I gotta get out of this wreck.
Loonies. Too many loonies.
- You're tellin' me!
They're everywhere!
Hold it please. Hold on.
I have to get off. Please!
Please!
Please let me out!
This is my stop!
But it ain't mine, I've got
6 more blocks to go.
I gotta get off here!
You asshole! You moron!
Asshole!
What's your name?!
What's your badge number?!
I'm gonna sue the city!
- Shut up!
Hi mister.
Hiya... um...
What are you doing?
- Nothing.
Just playin'.
How come you're all wet?
Oh... it's a long story.
You had to be there.
Vito! Vito, come in here!
Gotta go.
Well... it was nice to meet you.
Bye.
I'm Vito Jr.
What's your name?
My name is George.
I gotta go.
See ya, George.
Yeah, who is it?
Excuse me, my name is George Miller.
I don't know any George Miller.
Yes, listen, can I just...
Can I talk to you for a minute?
What do you want?
Do I know you? Have we
ever met before?
What, are you some kind of kook?
What happened to you?
My bus crashed around the corner
into a fountain.
Look to tell you the truth,
I really don't know why I'm here, but...
I wondered if we'd ever
met before.
Listen you asshole! You want me
to call the cops?
Now get the hell out of
here and don't come back!
Hey George!
Wait a minute, hang on.
Are you in a hurry?
- Well, no.
Listen, I have a real problem
and you are the only one...
I can talk to about it.
- Well I was just going to go out
and get something to eat, Mrs. Stoller.
Can it wait...
- No, no, no...
I really need to talk to you.
Can we go in here, please.
Let me talk to you for a second, please.
I just need two minutes
of your time, really.
Now please just give me a couple...
- I don't understand...
Let me tell you, wait a second.
- Okay, okay.
Two minutes...
- I don't understand...
I don't want to attack you,
for god sakes. I want to...
I want a little intelligent
advice, that's all I'm askin' for...
Surprise!
This one's got me really stumped.
I don't know where to go from here.
What you have to do is learn to
leave your work at the office.
I know, I'm sorry.
It's that I really
care about this guy.
I don't understand why all of a sudden
he's so troubled. About what?
Maybe he's psycho.
That's not exactly a term they
use in psychiatry.
No...
but you know exactly what I mean.
I mean maybe the guy's um...
an acute schizophrenic, like...
Jekyll and Hyde.
You ever consider the guy might be the
murderer and not even know it?
George.
How come...
you never invited me
up here before? I mean...
I think it's because you've never
talked to me before, George.
You never even left your room.
Studio. It's my studio.
Oh, excuse me.
I'd love to be your girlfriend, George.
Hey Johnny, that's the last of the
day's orders, man.
You stayin' here all night
or what?
I'm just finishing up.
You go on, Mickey.
See you in the morning.
- Alright. I'll see you tomorrow.
Later, Johnny.
- Yeah.
Johnny...
Hey Mick, you still here?
Yo, Mick?
Johnny...
Ha ha ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
What the fuck is goin'
on around here?!
Mickey?!
Is that you, dumbass?! It ain't funny!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
Who the fuck are you!?
Hello, Johnny.
- How the hell did you get in here?
You don't you remember me, Johnny?
I've never seen you before, Jack!
What kind of stupid gag is this?!
Help!
God, let me out of here!
Help! I'm dyin' in here!
Get me out of here!
What the hell are you doing?!
You son of a bitch!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you when
I get out of here!
Help me! What are you doing?!
You're a crazy person!
Get me off of this thing!
Are you out of your mind?!
Santa Maria, Mother of God...
No, not you...
Help me!
Not you! I didn't mean to do it!
Forgive me, please!
George, are you alright?!
What are you doing?
Where are you going?!
What's the matter, did you have
a bad dream? What's wrong?!
George! Why are you doing
this, George, don't!
Stop it! Please, please, stop it!
George, don't do that!
Don't hurt yourself!
Stop it, George!
Oh my god!
George!
Blood... blood...
- George!
PSYCHO KILLING IN SLAUGHTERHOUSE
I threw him on the conveyor belt.
And the blade started spinning...
Can you tell me
what the hell is going on?
George. I understand you say this happened
while you were asleep.
Had you locked the door
to your apartment?
I wasn't in my...
apartment last night.
Where were you last night?
Where did you sleep last night, George?
I was with someone, alright?
I'm sorry.
They gave a party for me at the
hotel last night to
welcome me home and it was
very nice.
But I had a little too much to drink
and I...
I slept in Angel's room.
Angel, is she the girl who was
calling to ask about you?
Yes.
She's my friend.
She lives downstairs.
I was with her last night.
That's wonderful, George.
That's great.
What's so great about it?! I...
You couldn't have killed him,
you have a witness!
Don't you see, George?
Oh my god!
It's inside of me.
What's inside of you?
Now come on, George.
What is it?!
What?
That's what it
says before it kills.
Santa Maria, Mother of
God, help me... it's not me.
George.
It's not me.
That's what it says. I've never
said that in my entire life.
I've never met that woman
before, either.
What woman?
George.
Tell me.
Yesterday after I left,
I don't know why,
but I got on a bus.
You know I never take buses.
And...
it stopped in this part of
town that I'd never been to before
at this apartment house.
It was...
almost like I was
taken there.
And I knocked on the door and I met
this woman I'd never seen before.
What woman, George?
Somehow it felt...
like I knew her.
George... I want you to understand that
everything I do is for your wellbeing.
Do you understand?
- Yes.
There's a department meeting
this afternoon.
I'm going to recommend that
you be readmitted.
What's the matter with you?
Why won't you listen to me?!
It'll happen if I'm here too.
It happens everytime I fall asleep.
George, I know I can be
more helpful if
you come back to the hospital.
I hope you'll agree voluntarily
or I'll have to file commitment papers.
What's the use?
- George...
You're going to be alright.
I promise you.
Now I want you to promise that
you'll go straight home.
I'll call you right after the meeting.
Okay?
I'll do anything you say.
Anything.
But I don't think you can
help me, Dr. Curtis.
I don't think anybody can.
George...
What the hell happened?
I think it's time to call the police.
He has a witness.
He was with someone all last night.
Terrific. Then let them
investigate him.
If he has an alibi,
if he didn't do anything,
there's nothing to worry about,
the guy's just a
flipped out schizo.
- Alan! The man has suicidal tendencies!
He doesn't need any additional pressure
from the police or anyone.
Come on!
Could you slow down a little?
Wait a minute!
Go left right here.
Oh no wait, I'm sorry.
You have to go back the other way
...it was a right.
You gotta go back and make a right.
Back the other way, please.
- Alright, alright.
Wait a minute.
Make a left right here.
No, no!
A right.
Hey man, where the hell are we going?
Been driving around for an hour.
I don't know yet.
Damnit!
End of the line, buddy. Out.
What?
- You heard me. You got me making
so many turns you blew my
fucking water hose.
Well, look I'm sorry...
- I'm sorry, your momma.
I don't want any wacko's
in my cab, okay?
$18. Cash.
Let's go!
Alright! Just...
$18... I should have a couple more
dollars some place. Let me give you a tip.
Forget it. Mashugats.
Look! I'm sorry I caused you
so much trouble.
I've seen 'em all pal,
but you take the cake.
Lots of luck pal.
You're gonna need it.
What are you doing here?
What do you want?
Look mister! I don't know who you are
but if you keep following
us, I'm gonna call the cops.
So please! Get the hell out of here.
Hi, George.
- Hi, Vito.
We met when I came by
the other day.
Who are you?
My name is George Miller...
and I know this is gonna sound
very strange, but I have no idea
what I'm doing here or
why I came to your apartment.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
Please believe me.
For some reason I've been...
that is I feel like I've...
been here before.
And your place too.
And I also feel like...
somehow, somewhere,
I've met you and your son too.
Did you know my husband?
- No.
He died three months ago.
Halloween night.
What do you expect for a
guy who's born on April Fool's Day?
Can I ask you how he died?
I mean...
was it an accident?
Not quite.
Vito, go by the front gate.
I'll be there in a few minutes, okay?
And stay inside the gate,
don't go out in the street.
He was...
tortured.
A slow death.
He was involved with some bad men.
They ran a numbers game.
Vito was very worried.
He couldn't pay 'em.
He was out of work.
So for $15,000 they killed him.
A slow, horrible death.
He left me and little Vito alone.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Did they ever...
find out who did it?
They looked into it for a few days
but they never caught the bastards.
Listen, I'm...
I'm very sorry I bothered you.
I guess I ought to get going.
Take care of yourself and Vito.
Listen can I ask you...
Excuse me.
Did your husband know anybody
by the name of Johnny Blake?
He worked in the slaughterhouse.
Vito did mention him once.
I think they did some business together.
What about a woman named
Sally Benson?
Are you a friend of hers?
- No... I mean not really.
I read in the newspaper
where she died yesterday.
Good.
She was my husband's mistress.
George, I understand. It is
an amazing coincidence that...
you have the same birth
date that her husband
died on the same night
that you...
It's just not relevant, George.
- But it must mean something!
Now look. Listen to me.
This is the second time in
two days I've been like...
I don't know... taken to this woman.
George, please calm down.
I'm trying to explain to you
that there is a reason.
- But what about her husband Vito?!
I mean he was involved
with both murder victims.
Now, come on!
I know it's all crazy but it must...
Doctor Curtis?
Doctor Curtis?
What's the matter?
- George, I'll have to call you back later.
Are you serious, Doctor Curtis?
Are you suggesting that
your patient is possessed?
By who?
Or what? As the case may be.
No, I don't think he is possessed
in a Satanic way.
I'm certainly relieved to hear that.
But he acts like he's
possessed by
some other force.
- Now hold on...
Easy, Dr. Baxley.
Dr. Curtis, Mr. Miller is experiencing
an acute depression.
Delusions are very common
in such cases
and very powerful.
It would serve as a means
to channel this guilt,
after having attempted suicide
and failed.
As for this...
witness who supposedly spent
the night with him,
I suggest the possibility that she
is also a delusion.
Did you contact her yet?
You know I can't contact
without Mr. Miller's consent.
And besides, I really don't
believe that he is.
I hope I don't have to remind you,
that a paranoid schizophrenic
is not only clever,
they're even sneaky.
And they have no
control over themselves.
Doctor Talbot, it is my opinion
that something else, something
unique and terrifying
is responsible for this
patient's psychosis!
Doctor Curtis, I really don't want
to do this but
I'm going to recommend a
change in therapists.
I think you have lost
your objectivity.
I think it would be strongly
beneficial to not
only you but the patient as well
to have a change at this time.
Please.
Bring Mr. Miller to my office.
When he's readmitted then
I'll explain the change and
I'll also make sure he's
introduced to his new therapist.
Can we get on with the next case.
If it's alright with you Doctor Talbot,
I'd like to tell him myself.
Fine.
Yes?
I'll be right out.
Would you all excuse me for
a moment, please.
Would everyone please take
their seats.
Quickly please.
Alright. If I could have everyone's
attention, please.
This is Lieutenant Ashley, from the police
department, the homicide division.
Lieutenant Ashley has just received a
telephone call from a Dr. Alan Falconer,
who is a resident surgeon here
at the hospital.
The call is in regard to a
certain patient of Doctor Curtis.
Who might have knowledge of
two recent homicides.
Doctor Curtis, have you been discussing the
case with other doctors at this hospital?
I asked you a question.
Pardon me Dr. Talbot.
The department is obviously very concerned
about these two homicides.
I'm sure you all read about them in
the papers the last two days.
Dr. Falconer tells me that this patient
has unusual information.
Details about these homicides.
Is this true?
- Dr. Falconer had
absolutely no right to
call you, Lieutenant.
If I believe my patient had anything
to do with these murders
I would be the first to call you.
With all due respect
for your opinions,
I still need to
speak with this patient.
Just to check his alibi.
Now what's his name?
I'm sorry Lieutenant, I can't do that.
I can't tell you who he is.
Doctor... did you happen to see
the photographs in the newspaper?
Well I didn't need to look at them
because I was there.
I saw what that maniac did.
Our department has never seen such
murder and utter devastation as this.
Dr. Talbot, until this patient is assigned
to another therapist,
he is still under my care.
And I will not violate the
confidentiality of his case
for reasons based
on rumors, hearsay, or gossip,
from another doctor who isn't even
remotely connected to this case
who isn't even a member of the
psychiatric profession.
Now you listen. All I want to
do is check his alibi.
He's the only lead I've got to
help me find this
insane evil animal.
And you could be charged with
obstruction of justice,
harboring a fugitive,
and maybe
accessory to murder.
I can get a warrant and have that file
in my hands in less than an hour.
What's it gonna be?
Until he is assigned to
another therpaist,
the patient will remain
under Dr. Curtis' care.
I'm sorry, Lieutenant Ashley.
But I must support my staff
regarding such matters.
What the hell was that for?!
Great.
Come on, Angel.
You gotta get your shit
together, girl.
You're all hung up on this
guy and he's a wacko!
Hey jackass! Can't you see
she's busy right now?!
Hey look, why don't you just
go and find yourself another girl.
Hello, Angel.
George.
I'm sorry I didn't know it was you.
This is my friend Desiree.
Oh, so you're George...
- Desiree, I'll talk to you later, okay?
You be careful, honey.
- Yeah.
Listen, Angel, I'm...
I'm really sorry about
last night.
I just had a bad nightmare,
I didn't mean to scare you.
That's ok.
It's no big deal.
So uh... how you doing?
I'm okay. Are you okay?
- Sure, yeah. Sure, I'm fine, I guess.
I'm just a little bit crazy.
You working right now?
Kinda.
Oh, well I'll leave. I just wanted
to come down and say that
I'm sorry.
I guess I'll see you later.
Oh!
This... I got this for you.
It's umm...
Thanks.
Well. Um.
Where are you going?
Oh, nowhere, really.
- Mind if I walk with you for a while?
That would be great.
Hey, listen, I know this place
that we could go!
It's really fun! I used to
go there a lot.
And it's not very far.
You want to come with me?
Sure!
- Great!
Hey.
- What?
You wanna get stoned?
High.
I mean... hello.
- Can I help you?
We're just gonna take a look around.
Here, sign this.
This is an art gallery.
Are you sure you're in the right place?
- Sure, I'm sure.
I've been here before.
Well I mean, I'm sure.
Are you sure?
Sure I'm sure.
- We're both sure.
For sure.
Sure.
See how sure we are?
No way!
This place is great!
What is this?
It's a combination of pictures,
and metalwork and neon.
What a gas, man.
Does it look like me?
Ok turn a little bit to the left.
Chin up.
There it is. Perfect likeness!
Except for the eyes.
Yours are much prettier.
These lights are great!
I really like this one.
You should. It probably costs
more than
everything I've ever sold
put together.
Oh come on, George, I think
you're a great artist.
Well how do you know, you've never
seen any of my work.
Well when I do, I know that
I will really love it!
Oh wait wait wait, I gotta show you
something in the other gallery.
This is my favorite, now
you're gonna love this.
I used to come here
for hours and just
stand and look at this thing.
What is it?
- It's a surprise.
Oh god, it's incredible!
What do you call it?
- "The Eternal Head".
How about...
"The Stoned Head".
Like us.
It's unbelievable!
- Isn't it great?
How big do you think he is?
He's very high.
You think Mrs. Stoller would let us
take him home?
You know...
George... I sure like you.
I'm having a lot of fun.
I can't remember
when I ever...
laughed so much.
Hey, listen, listen.
Do you think maybe that
sometime we could um...
We could um... what?
Like have a real date
and go out...
for dinner or... to the movies.
We could...
do you like movies?
Sure?
Maybe we should do that.
Maybe we could...
My God!
What's the matter?
- We gotta get out of here!
Why, George?!
What's going on?!
What is it, George?
Santa Maria, Mother of God.
George, please tell me!
Help me!
Damnit George!
Now you just slow down!
Don't you freak out on me!
We only had 1 joint!
What's the matter with you?!
Come in.
You haven't heard from your
patient yet, have you?
No, not yet.
I went by his hotel and
left a message.
I know he'll call.
He's already agreed to come
back to the hospital.
I hope so.
No!
Hi Angel.
Dylan.
Hey George, where you been man?
We've been worried about ya.
Just... just walkin' around.
Trying to work out a few things.
Look, Angel, I'm sorry about this
afternoon,
I really didn't mean to frighten you.
If I just knew what the hell
was goin' on.
I know someone who
could help maybe?
I mean, he's helped me with a
couple of things I've needed to work out.
I called him, and we're going
there tonight
and he said he'd see you.
Thanks Angel, I appreciate that, but...
maybe some other time.
What? Are you really busy
right now, George?
Important meeting or something?
Look... I just don't think that there's
any point...
Who is this guy?
Now this guy's a lot more
together than this place looks.
Doctor Rasta!
This is my friend Dylan,
and this is George.
The one I told you about.
He...
Guys... Come on, Dylan.
Come on.
Let go of me, you
motherfucka!
Let go of me!
Let go of me!
I'm not holding you!
I swear!
Let go of him!
Stop it, George!
Are you alright?
What happened?
Is he okay?
- He's breathing! He'll be alright!
George, what the hell happened?!
Cmon, we gotta get out of here!
Let's get out of here!
- Let's go!
Alright. Now listen very carefully.
I'm gonna commit myself
to the hospital tomorrow.
I can't explain all this.
But whatever the hell is
goin' on, it's hurtin' people.
So please. Don't tell anybody
about this now.
Something happens...
when I sleep.
It's like... it's like a nightmare.
Only it's real.
And I can't stay awake
for my whole life.
And I can't go up to my room,
because I might fall asleep.
So I'm gonna stay down
here tonight.
And I want you to tie me
down to the couch just in case.
Just in case, what?
In case something happens again.
If I fall asleep.
Okay?
- Okay.
Okay?
Okay.
I told you. He wasn't there.
How long has the elevator
been out?
Twelve years, why?
When was the last
time you saw him?
This afternoon.
Yes sweetie...
Maybe 3... maybe 4...
Maybe 5...
Think you need a new watch, lady.
Look if he comes in, give
us a call right away.
We just want to talk to him, okay?
Don't forget, or else I
won't forget this rat trap.
Oo... Woo!
Yes sir. Yes sir.
Charlie, keep an eye on
this place will ya?
Thanks.
- Did I miss anything?
All kinds of excitement.
This guy's a real night owl.
Where the hell is he.
Ever wonder why there are
so many weirdos around?
All the time.
Gives me job security.
What the hell is goin' on
around here?!
How'd you get in here?!
What are you doing here, man?
You can't just break in
here like this!
Eh, you chicken-shit
asshole!
I'm talkin' to you!
Did you bring anybody
else in here?! Huh?!
You can have anything
you want, man.
I didn't do anything!
Please!
What are you doing?!
Oh, please!
Oh God!
Don't hurt me!
Please!
Jesus God!
Fuck!
No... No!
Fuck you!
I won't!
You can't make me!
You can't...
No!
No!
No! No!
You fuck!
You... fuck!
Don't hurt me no more!
Don't hurt me no more!
Don't hurt me anymore.
Let me go!
Let me go!
Let me go!
Don't kill me!
Don't kill me! Please!
I don't want to die!
Please! Oh God!
What are you doing to me!
No! No!
Who are you?!
Santa Maria, Mother of God...
Help me!
Vito! It can't be!
You! It's not you!
No, Vito, I begged 'em!
I begged 'em!
I didn't wanna do it, Vito!
I begged 'em not to hurt you!
I didn't want to!
Ahh!
This is KOCY T.V. broadcasting
from the Greater Los Angeles area
We begin our early morning
program with the mass
from the Church of Saint Jude.
No!
No more you bastard!
Son of a bitch!
Come on.
No more!
No more! No more!
No more!
Oh thank God!
I finally got you!
I've been up all night
worrying about you!
I must've called you
at least 20 times!
Help me!
George, what's going on
over there?
George! Are you alright?!
- Help me... garage...
I crushed him.
The garage.
Please help me!
George!
Please help me!
Santa Maria. Mother
of God, help me!
George!
- No more!
Hello?!
This morning's top story. Another grizzly
murder in the downtown area.
In the early hours, Joe Martinez,
a resident of the area
for the last 12 years, was
found with his head
crushed in a Willard
Street gas station.
The killer, or killers, apparently
tried to cover up the murder
by setting fire to the
entire garage.
Law enforcement officials believe
this is related to two other
vicious incidents in the
Los Angeles area
over the last few nights.
Police Captain Ed Magar has
informed us that
solving these brutal murders is the
department's highest priority.
Ahh!
Never again you bastard!
Never again!
Dr. Curtis must end it...
must stop him...
I must die...
Not yet you fucking...
Not yet you fucking
asshole.
One more...
- No more!
One more...
- No more!
Never again!
Never!
Never!
What the hell was that?
- Let's go!
Help me... no!
Please!
Santa Maria...
Mother of God!
Help me!
Santa Maria! Mother of God!
Help me!
Santa Maria!
Mother of God!
Help me!
Santa Maria!
Mother of God! Help me!
George?
C'mon George, wake up!
George?!
George?!
Open the door! Police!
Open up. Or we're gonna
blow the door open!
We're gonna break the door
if you don't open right now!
Help us!
One more!
Open up!
Leave her alone!
No more!
No more!
George!
Oh my God!
George.
George...
I'm sorry...
Santa Maria!
Mother of God!
Help me!