The Thrill Killers (1964) Movie Script

Hollywood, California.
The man you're looking at is Joe Saxon.
He's one of many caught in the web
of non-reality.
Non-reality.
This is the reason he is here in
Hollywood.
The land of the stars.
Joe's ambition is to be what?
A star.
A star of motion pictures.
That world of make-believe.
So far, Joe has had very little success.
For that road to stardom can be a
long and hard grind.
Unfortunately, Joe has refused to accept the world
of reality.
And has found himself trapped amongst the monthly
payment plans.
He's got a new house, a new car,
a new TV set, swimming pool.
Very impressive to the people here in Hollywood.
But unless the monthly payments are kept up,
there won't be any TV sets or swimming
pools.
Time to call his wife and give her
the news of today.
This is Joe's wife, Liz.
Former actress turned artist.
She gave up the business a long time
ago.
The insecurity was too much for her.
But then she met Joe and love won
out.
But love can also wear out.
When the bills keep coming and the stomach
starts to get hungry.
But Joe has another hunger.
That to be a movie star.
Even if he has to play make-believe
all day.
Just for himself.
Joe Saxon.
Caught in the world of non-reality.
Dennis is caught in the world of reality.
He must make those monthly payments.
As you can see, he has a lot
of mouths to feed.
His English isn't the greatest, but his desire
to succeed is.
And where is there a better place to
succeed in?
Than in America.
Dennis Kastekian.
A realist.
Hi, can I give you a lift?
No, don't!
No, no, don't!
Hey, Joe.
I saw a part of your movie this
afternoon.
Oh, it was this bad?
Hi, honey.
I couldn't sit through the rest of it.
Was it that bad?
That bad.
What's the matter with you, Joe?
Joe, what are you trying to prove with
this party?
You're just spending money that we don't have
and...
There's no one here but a lot of
crazy people.
Just let me worry about that.
Well, here you are, mister.
All rum and coke.
Thank you, Joe.
I'll have a little bourbon and soda, Joe.
Thank you very much.
I saw
your picture this afternoon, Joe, and I looked
at it and I thought it was extremely
slow.
Of course, but that was just a rough
cut.
Rough cuts are usually slow, aren't they?
Oh, I wasn't criticizing your acting, Joe.
It had nothing to do with your acting.
I'm not trying to defend my acting.
I know I'm not the best in the
business.
Well, I will have to go along with
Arch.
It was a little bit slow, wasn't it?
That's right, Mr. Morgan.
Of course, your judgment is much better than
mine.
Well, after all, Arch and I have seen
enough rough cuts.
We should be a big judge.
That's right, Mr. Morgan.
Of course, you've probably seen more rough cuts
than I've seen pictures.
You've got nothing to worry about, Joe.
You put in a little music, you put
in some sound effects, and it dissolves in
a couple of obstacles.
It's a pretty fair little picture.
What is your next picture, Mr. Morgan?
Well, after all, it's a little early to
talk about that.
That's right.
Well, it's just in the planning stage, but
if there's anything for you, I'll remember you,
boy.
That's right, Mr. Morgan.
I thought the racetrack scene of mine was
pretty good, wasn't it?
Say, you know, I like a good scene,
and it was good.
Maybe that's because Joe had so much practice
this Saturday night.
You're a Hollywood spark, huh?
That's right, Mr. Morgan.
All right!
In the pool!
That's right, Mr. Morgan.
Oh, here
we are.
It's a great place you have here.
Yeah, for the rats.
You got something to drink here?
Yeah, scotch.
You want some?
Yeah.
First we'll have some music, right?
Opera procedure.
Glasses.
And then the booze.
There we are.
Tell me something, will you?
What would you like to know?
What do you do for a living?
Oh, I just sort of kill time.
Then why are you dressed in blue jeans
and boots to go dancing for ten cents
a dance?
And then offer me $50 to bring me
to my apartment to talk?
What makes you think I want to talk?
I don't.
You know something you're a weirdo?
You don't say.
But I think I could get to like
you.
Why don't you try?
Why don't you help?
You mean like this?
Mm-hmm.
What's that for?
People are no good.
What do you mean people are no good?
I hate people.
They're no good.
Oh, boy, you are a weirdo.
You're cheap.
Cheap?
So cheap about $50?
I hate you.
Help!
Help!
Help!
Help!
Help!
We interrupt this program to bring you a
special news bulletin.
At 1029 this evening, three inmates of the
State Asylum for the Criminally Insane successfully made
their escape after slaying five guards and hurling
the 20-foot barbed wire wall that surrounds
the institution.
Authorities have identified the escapees as Herbie Click,
Keith Rogers, and Gary Barkroft.
Complete descriptions of these men will be broadcast
at a later hour.
Residents of the Topanga Canyon are hereby warned
to be on the lookout for the three
escaped mental patients.
Any information leading to their whereabouts should immediately
be forwarded to Chief Patton at District Headquarters
or to this radio station.
Do not, we repeat, do not on any
account attempt to apprehend these men on your
own.
They are armed and extremely dangerous.
And now, back to our regularly scheduled program.
Well, I guess we didn't have all the
lunatics at our party tonight.
I wish you'd just forget about that.
I'd like to forget about it.
I'd like to forget about Hollywood, for good.
Come on, what's the matter with you tonight?
It's just that I don't like to see
you living in a dream world all the
time.
Now, what do you mean by that?
I don't think you know the difference between
reality and the roles you play.
Here we are up to our necks in
debt, and you throw a party.
We can't even pay the rent, much less
the liquor bill.
You let me worry about that.
Oh, Joe, can't we go away for a
while?
You know I can't leave the telephone.
It might ring any minute with the part
I've been waiting for.
Marty, I told you never to talk to
strangers.
Early this morning, police discovered the body of
dance hostess Irina DeVore in her apartment at
465 South Main Street in Los Angeles.
Investigating officers located the murder weapon, a pair
of household scissors, near her mutilated corpse.
Fingerprints found at the scene of the crime
have led police officials to believe Miss DeVore's
assailant is Mort Maddog Click, long wanted by
the authorities of other states.
Other states for similar horrendous crimes.
A statewide manhunt has been organized for the
deranged psychopathic killer.
Also on the local scene, Chief of Police
Drummond disclosed today his department has no further
clues to the identity of the murderer of
traveling salesman Dennis Kostekian, whose body was found
yesterday out on Highway 101.
According to the victim's wife, Mr. Kostekian was
en route to Lancaster to conclude a business
transaction.
Kostekian's car, a blue 1953 Plymouth station wagon,
is believed to have been stolen by his
killer.
And now for other news.
There has been no further word on the
three mental patients who escaped yesterday from the
state asylum...
What do we owe you, Linda?
Consider it a little wedding present from me.
Well, thank you.
And by the way, where are you two
living after you get married?
Ron found a place real cheap right near
here.
Old Hank Lowry's place.
I haven't seen it yet, but Ron says
it's just great.
Well, I hope you two know what you're
doing.
The last time I was over at Old
Hank's place, there was nothing but a bunch
of weeds.
Well, Ron can change that.
Yeah.
Goodbye, Linda.
And thanks again for the present.
How about a cup of coffee?
If it isn't Cousin Elizabeth from Glitter City.
What are you all doing way out here
in the sticks?
It's a long story.
Tell Cousin Linda all about it.
She has nice long ears.
I just can't take it anymore.
Phony actors, phony life.
I'm just bored.
Speaking of actors, how is your handsome husband?
I wouldn't know.
I left before he got up this morning.
Is that saying goodbye?
I left him a note.
Well, there it is, honey.
It needs a little work, but we're only
100 bucks down.
What more could we add?
Just great.
Just like I pictured it.
Come on, we'll fix it up.
Come on, I'll show you around.
Hank!
Maybe he's around back.
Hank?
Hank, where are you?
He's here somewhere, because he knew we were
coming out to see the place today.
He's close.
The record player is still going.
Wait here a second.
Hank?
Hank, where are you?
Hank, where are you?
He's not in there.
Let's go out back.
There's something I want to show you anyway.
Oh, I forgot my radio.
We'll get it later.
What are your plans for this?
I thought we'd fix it up and rent
it out maybe.
Got an upstairs, room for a couple of
bedrooms.
Come on, I'll show you.
You looking for him?
Here he is.
Hey!
I'll come with you.
I'll come with you.
Hey!
What are you doing?
Boys!
Boys!
What do you want?
I'm here to talk to you.
To who?
Brother Keith.
Keith, say hello.
Hello!
Say hello, Keith.
Hello, Keith.
All right, Keith, are you free?
Say hello to Gary.
Gary?
Gary, what can I do for you?
Say hello, Gary.
Say hello.
Gary.
Hello, Gary.
Hello, Gary.
You want money?
Hello, Gary.
Hello, Gary.
Hello, Keith.
Hello, Gary.
Don't hurt him.
Back, back.
Don't hurt him.
Keith, say hello later.
Gary, you want money?
Keith, say hello later.
Oh, hello, lady.
Say hello to Keith.
Say hello to Keith.
Say hello, Keith.
Lady, say hello.
Could you come here for a minute?
Say hello to Keith.
Say hello to Keith.
What do you want, huh?
Is there anything I can do to help
you?
It's important to our health.
Keith, would you like her?
Keith, would you like that bra?
Keith, say a little later.
What can I say?
Keith, go get it.
Come on in, Keith.
No.
It'll be a party.
No, Keith.
No, Keith.
No.
No, Keith.
Keith, would you like that girl for a
party?
Do you want that glossy one?
Yeah.
Yeah, you.
Would you like that bra?
Yeah.
Yeah.
Well, then hurry up.
Bring her out here.
Bring her out here.
Keith, you're not.
Keith.
Keith.
Go.
No, you wouldn't.
You wouldn't like that.
No, Keith.
You wouldn't like that.
No.
Don't hurt her.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
Oh.
Open it.
Open it.
Open the door.
Get him out of here.
Get up, get up.
Hit him.
Hit him.
I didn't do it.
Hit him.
Hit him, Gary.
Hit him.
Hit him.
Hit him.
I told you don't let me in.
Don't let me in.
Gary, take him, hold him, hold him, boy,
take him, take him, calm down, calm down,
Gary, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm,
man, hold Gary, good baby, good, Gary, Gary,
Gary, hold, hold, hold, hold him, baby, pull,
pull, pull, pull, I'm blind, I can't see,
hold Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
No, don't touch it.
No, touch it.
No, no.
Oh!
Ah!
Ah!
It's 3.15 and time, once again, for
the Happy Time Hour, with the Scrap This
is Your old Uncle Big John to tell
you another of your favorite stories.
Today, Big Uncle Big John is going to
tell you the story of Little Red Riding
Hood.
No, don't run anymore.
I tell you, stop.
Don't run.
Stop.
Stop.
Your time has come.
...and mother and the hunter lived happily ever
after.
Good morning, baby.
Hey, you forgot my breakfast this morning.
Not exactly.
You remember Mr. Morgan.
Oh, hello, Liz.
Mr. Morgan, this is Liz's cousin, Linda.
Hi.
I'm very happy to know you, Linda.
George is a producer, and he's looking for
a location for his next film.
Since Liz was up here, I thought I'd
bring him up and show him your diner.
Ah, this is the greatest.
Just what I've been looking for, Joe.
Beautiful.
Yes, sir.
This place really has a lot of character.
Hey, you left my ear this morning.
If you came to take me back with
you, you might as well just turn around
and go back to Hollywood.
Oh, let's not have a fight before breakfast.
You know, we dirty up these walls a
little.
This will make a great set for the
murder sequence.
Keith, come on.
Keith, come on, what are you doing?
So cool it's dead, I had to get
a shirt tonight.
I had to get a shirt.
Come on.
Let's go.
We can dirty up the walls a little.
We can use the place.
I don't pay you a hundred bucks a
day.
I don't know, I just painted the place.
We can redo it when we finish.
Well, can I feed my customers while you're
shooting?
Well, I'm sorry, but I'll tell you what
you can do.
You can feed my cast and crew.
You'll make just as much, maybe even more.
What are you stopping here for?
Because I gotta get some hot coffee down
me.
I gotta call my brother in L.A.
so he can help us.
Let me out, I want a beer.
Yeah, yeah, a beer.
Hello.
Hello.
Could you possibly direct me to the nearest
telephone?
Yeah, it's right over there around the corner.
Thank you very much, lady.
Pardon me, Mr. Morgan.
Shirley.
Oh, these darn flies.
Now you listen to me, you little tramp.
If I had wanted that door closed, I
would have closed it myself.
So you keep your filthy hands off of
me!
Gary, Gary, please, Gary, Gary.
For God's sake, calm down, boy, calm down.
Calm down.
You see, my friend there has a terrible
case of claustrophobia.
Remember that broadcast we heard?
What do these fellas have?
Give me a beer.
Me too, can I have a beer too,
Gary?
I'll have a beer.
Yeah, I'm at the Panga Canyon.
I'm okay, I'm okay, don't worry about it.
Look, I need your help bad.
I got a couple of nuts with me.
A couple of nuts, huh?
So what do you want me to do
about it?
I've got problems of my own.
I want you to help me, buddy.
Help me.
Now look, I got bread, don't worry about
it.
Poor old Hank.
He had dandruff.
What a mess.
Now how do you expect me to open
it without an opener?
Why don't you just pop the top?
Just pop the top?
Pop the top.
Come up to L.A. and turn off
the left at the Panga Canyon.
And it's the bottom of the hill, the
Pleasant Inn.
I gotta shake these guys.
Yeah?
Well, my time's valuable.
You got some money?
You got some real change?
Because I don't do nothing for nothing.
I got the bread, I got money.
I'll wait here for you.
Okay, brother?
Make it fast, boy.
Okay.
See ya.
Hey, what do you think you're doing?
I'm taking cigarette change.
Hey, fella, put that money back.
Drop it, buddy.
Down, down, down.
Relax.
Ain't nobody gonna get hurt.
Feel better?
No?
Hey, why don't you play some music?
Now, get your hands off there.
Oh, I want some change for the jukebox.
Well, you asked for it.
May I have a quarter?
Yes.
Would you please get me...
You.
Get me a cup of coffee.
I would like a cup of coffee.
Now...
Hey, you.
Hey, Curley.
Is that your pictures over there?
That you, huh?
Yeah.
What are you, a movie star or something?
Hey, huh?
Hey, Curley, you a movie star?
Yeah, yeah, he's got his pictures all over
the place.
That's right, that's him.
An honest-to-goodness movie star.
Yeah!
He's a movie star.
Hey, can I put his head up?
No, no, no, no, you hide.
Keith, you hide one, I want this one.
Take the girl.
Take the girl.
Let me have his head on the wall.
No, no, no, Keith, Keith, Keith.
You take the girl.
I'll take the girl.
Go ahead, take the girl.
Movie star.
Take the girl.
Movie star, how about you and me playing
a little scene together, okay?
Come on, on the set.
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, boy.
Up.
Now, let's see.
Muscle man, let me see the muscles.
Muscles up.
Come on, now, let me see the muscles.
Come on.
Okay.
Coffee.
Give me some coffee.
Okay.
Now, muscle man, let me get ready for
Samson's dead scene.
Oh, come on now, this thing's going about
far enough.
Come on, fetal man, get over here.
You're awfully brave with a gun in your
hand.
Shut up.
Coffee.
Coffee.
No, no, no, Keith, no, no, no, no,
no.
Hurry, she got hair, she got hair.
See this?
That's for you, right there, right there, right
there.
A little closer.
See the barrel?
Close them out, close them out, close them
out.
Close them out.
Close it.
Okay.
Coffee.
Coffee, coffee.
Coffee.
Get over here, brother.
Now.
All right.
When a director says, action, that means, death.
Ready?
Okay.
Have your last meal.
No last meal.
Okay.
Okay.
Ready?
Camera.
Roll them.
What's the matter?
What's the matter?
Who is this?
Run, honey.
I can handle this, George.
Come on,
stand
up.
Oh, no!
Run, Liz!
Run!
Oh, no!
Get some help!
Help me!
No!
No!
No!
No!
I don't want to go back!
Don't take me back!
No!
No!
No!
I don't want to go back!
I want my axe!
No!
I don't want to go back!
No!
No!
No!
No!
Joe, where's Liz and that guy with a
knife?
Don't worry about him.
He fell in a ravine.
Liz?
Isn't she here?
I saw her get in a station wagon
and ride off.
I thought she came back here for help.
What was the make on the station wagon?
Oh, it was a blue 53 or 54
Plymouth.
Sounds like the make we got on that
APB yesterday.
If that's the guy she's with, then she's
in real trouble.
Which way did they go?
I saw them headed north.
Get in the car and get out an
APB on them.
Right.
You come with me.
Car 70813, confirmation on APB 53, blue Plymouth
wagon.
Last seen heading north on Topanga Canyon.
Possible assault and kidnap.
Suspect may be armed.
Get this guy back to the station and
give me a call.
I may need you later.
Right.
Proceed with caution.
10-4 out.
All right, let's get out of here.
Suspect's car north on Red Rock Road.
Am in pursuit.
No.
No.
No.
No.
...motorcycle and cut him off at the pass.
You that way.
You two go that way.
Let's go, Joe.
Joe!
Joe!
...place on a horse.
Oh, what a relief to be able to
just relax.
Boy, I've had enough excitement to last me
a lifetime.
I'm so glad you decided to give up
acting.
Honey, we're going on a long vacation.
And when I get back, I'm going to
take a regular job, 9 to 5.
Do you really mean it?
Mm-hmm.
That you, Joe, baby?
Listen, I'm in Palm Springs.
And I've just decided to give you the
lead of my next picture.
Yeah, it's 5,000 a week for 10
weeks, guaranteed.
And you're going to be starred opposite my
new discovery, Miss Transylvania.
Well, who is it, honey?
It's George.
Oh, what does he want?
He wants me for the lead in his
next picture with Miss Transylvania.
I'm glad you decided to give up...
The lead!
5,000 a week, 10 weeks.
Well, maybe we can postpone our vacation.
Hey, who's this Miss Transylvania?
George?
George, are you there?
George?
George?