All language subtitles for The Two Jakes_English

I suppose it's fair fo say

that infidelity
made me what I am today.

I know lots of investigators
won't handle divorce cases.

The truth is not that many guys
are good at matrimonial work.

It takes finesse and experience.

Hell, everybody makes mislakes.

But if you marry one, they expect you
fo pay for it for the rest of your life.

I don't care whose fault it is,
his, hers or the milkman's.

If one of them comes fo me,
it means they're both miserable.

And thats my job,
putting people out of their misery.

Oh, no.

Oh, no, kitty. How could you?

You told me you were going
to the beauty parlor in Hollywood,

and now I find you here,

just where they said I'd find you,
in room 19-h

of the...

Bird of paradise motel.

Of the bird of paradise motel
in redondo beach

at 2 in the afternoon
on October 27th, 1948,

with this man.

Mr. berman, it's unnatural
to discuss what year it is

when you're staring at your wife
in bed with another man.

But my lawyer said
to be very specific...

We'll establish the date. Just...

All right?

Oh, no, no. Oh, no.

It's an earthquake.

Relax.

Mr. gittes? Did you feel that?

Yes, Gladys, we felt it.
And everybody all right out there?

- All right.
- Are we okay?

Relax, Mr. berman.
It's just a temblor.

- A trembler?
- Temblor.

Look, I know how edgy you must be,
Julius, but...

My friends call me Jake.

Well, that makes two of us.

That's what my friends call me.

Is that right? Is that right?

He's a Jake and I'm a Jake.

Yeah. How about that? Two Jakes.

Now, listen, Jake.

I never lost a husband yet,
but I got a golf date at 1:00,

and if I'm not ready to tee off at 12:55,
they'll break every club in my bag.

You're kidding. That's terrible.

No, that's the Wilshire country club.
I'm lucky they let me join.

I know what you mean.

Please, Mr. berman... Jake.

Go ahead.

Oh, no, kitty. How could you?

You told me you were going
to the beauty parlor in Hollywood,

and now I find you here, just where
they said I'd find you, in room 19-h

of the bird of paradise motel
in redondo beach

at 2 in the afternoon with this man.

- Oh, no, kitty. How could you?
- What's going on here?

You told me you were going
fo the beauty parlor in Hollywood.

- And now I find you here.
- Jake, what's this gonna prove?

Just where they said 1d find you,
in room 19-h

of the bird of paradise motel
in redondo beach.

- Just take it easy.
- With him?

How could you, kitly?
How could you?

With him? Not with him/

not with him!

- Not with him!
- Look, Jake.

- We were going fo tell you soon.
- Get her out of here!

Damn.

What the fuck... 7? Hey!

Just calm down, ma'am.

- Just calm down.
- Where did that gun come from?

Somebody call an ambulance!

Come on.

Get pictures of everything, Larry.

Most cops' ethics
are a little like the cars they drive,

black and white.

Lou Escobar is different.

I did my share of fighting in the war
and even got a medal for it,

but Lou lost a leg
with the 1st marines at guadalcanal.

So he knows about regrets
and what might have been

and how life doesn't always give you
a fair shake.

Cowboys and Indians!

You can't trust a guy
who's never lost anything.

How's that, Lou?

Your client shot a guy
right out of his saddle.

Oh, yeah.

I never had anything like that
happen to me before.

Not while I was in the room,
anyway.

See you, Lou.

You withessed it.

I was next door.

By the time I got in the room,
berman had him trapped in the John.

He fired the last two shots
through the door.

They could've struggled
over the gun.

I'm sure they did.

Why are you so sure
if the door was closed?

You're right, Lou.

Maybe the guy shot himself
three times and gave berman the gun.

Jake, walk me to homicide.

I just came from there, Lou.

Besides, I got an appointment at 8:00
at perino's with Linda.

I'll give you an escort.

Now, where did berman
get ahold of the gun?

In the bedroom.

In the bedroom. How do you know
he didn't have the gun with him?

Oh, I'd never frisk him

before I let him walk in on his wife
hanging on the headboard

while some guy was slamming her
into the wall, Lou.

Just asking you, Jake.

Look, berman got the gun
from somewhere in the motel room

and fired it.

Somewhere in the motel room?

That's absolutely all I know.

Then what happened?

What usually happens
when somebody pulls a gun?

Everybody ducks.

I guess you talked
to the investigating officer,

detective loach.

I just came on duty, Lou.

Now, this is not a case
where I want any difficulty for anybody.

It's simple.
A guy gets fucked getting fucked.

Let's not get cute.

Haven't seen you in a while, Jake.

I never seem to get away
from my desk.

Makes me wonder.
I should've made captain.

Well, for your 28th year, Lou,
I'll get you a pillow for your chair,

something you can sit on
besides loach.

Jake, there's a call for you.

- Ben, I need that file when you're done.
- This is homicide. It ain't your office.

Let it ring.

You're not lost, are you, gittes?

You know the way out.

Jesus. Don't go, don't go.

You're just the man I wanna see.

What for?

I can't. I just got asked to leave.

Is that true?

Yes, Mr. weinberger.

Answer the phone, please.

Get the phone.

Homicide.

Lieutenant loach, it's for him.
It's his office again.

Take your call.

He's been disruptive,
Mr. weinberger.

Disrupting homicide is not all bad.

So we have sheets, blankets,

one shower curtain
with broken rings attached,

toupee.

And I do need to speak with Mr. gittes
about our client.

- Our client?
- I'm counsel for Jake berman.

We have one 2-inch
Smith & Wesson revolver

registered in the name
of the dead man, Mark bodine,

on behalf of b & b homes.

No wire recording
on the police report?

His men didn't pick one up.

What's b & b homes?

You're not thinking, Jake.

B & b homes.

Bodine & berman.

It's just another
one of their corporations,

berman's and the dead man's.

Just remember,
you have a fiduciary relationship

with our client, Mr. berman.

We'll talk about it later.

I'll be in my office.

Can I use your phone?

Cofton was right.

We should have turned up
b & b homes,

and maybe berman's partner
would still be chasing his wife

instead of cooling his dick
down at the county morgue.

So my client didn't level with me,
not exactly movietone news.

Cofton only tells one side of the story
in court.

Escobar knows
I don't tell him everything.

And when husbands and wives
lie fo each other,

one of them comes fo my office
and lies fo me.

Frankly,
if I waited for an honest client,

1d be sitting around until
rocky graziano played rachmaninoff

at the Hollywood bow.

- Lucy, what the hell's going on?
- I don't know, Mr. gittes.

I wouldn't go in there if I was you.

Ralph, what are you doing
to that woman?

- Let go of her this instant. Ralph!
- My god!

Jake! Don't you touch me!

Oh, my goodness.

Oh, I'm terribly, terribly sorry.

- Oh, I know how difficult this must be.
- Yeah.

- It must hurt you so.
- Yeah. Yes, it does.

Everything will be fine.

Just rest for a moment.

See? All right.

Scotch.

All right.
Now, who the fuck is that?

- Mark bodine's widow.
- Who?

The wife of the guy
that Jake berman shot.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yes.

She knows you were there
when he was killed.

So what? So was Mrs. berman.

Why ain't she over at her house
breaking the joint? It'd be appropriate.

She wants to talk to you.

You're a war hero.

Oh, you may be slick
as a floorwalker,

but you and that little kike
killed my husband, you son of a bitch!

Gladys, get my lawyer on the phone.
Ralph.

They're not gonna get away
with this.

Mrs. bodine, if you were there,
you would've known

that when Mr. berman
saw Mrs. berman in bed

with your husband,
he just lost his head.

That little prick never lost his head
or the first nickel he ever made.

- Not only that,
- Get me a handkerchief.

There's kitty berman.

She's a cold-hearted frigid bitch.

She and Jake were in this together.

In what together?

Jake and kitty berman
killed my husband, and you helped.

What the hell?

I'm going home now,
and I'm gonna call the newspapers.

Mrs. bodine,
it would be highly irresponsible of me

to allow you to do that.

I'll give you two.

You can't walk
and you shouldn't drive.

All right.

Ralph, don't just stand there.

Call the lady a cab.

Oh, my god.

She just walked right into it.

Get her out of here.

That's kidnapping.

Not if you take her home.

Walsh!

Get the wire recorder out of the car,

and don't leave evidence
laying around like that.

Larry.

Why didn't you tell me that berman
and bodine were partners?

He just gave us b & b homes.

Oh, yeah, sure.

Look, when you get her back there,

take her in through the window
or the side door.

Stay till she sobers up.

There'll be papers
jumping all over the lawn like flies.

Like the song says, till then.

Yeah, sure.

Mr. gittes.

Your tuxedo is laid out
and your private phone line is on.

Thank you, Gladys. Good night.

Good night.

Bird of paradise motel,
October 27, 1948,

1300 hours.

I'm based in bedroom one-niner.

Okay, Ralph, you on the bed?

- Mayaay, mayday. Bail out of there.
- What's wrong?

Some linen supply guys,

they're making a delivery
right outside your door.

They're making a delivery.

- Yeah?
- Hi, kid. You got the wire recording?

Right here. You wanna hear it?

Yeah.

- Oh, no, kitty, how could you?
- What's going on here?

You told me you were going
fo the beauty parlor in Hollywood...

Jake, for Christ's sake.

Jake, are you...? Are you there?

Are you okay, Jake?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Never mind. Hang up
and put the recording back in the safe.

I can't do that cofton.

When the power comes back on,
it'll trigger the alarm for 40 blocks,

and I'll have the l.A.P.D.
All over my ass.

So stay tll the powers on

and then put the recording
back in the safe.

All I want is a chance to go over it
before the police do.

Is that it?

Jake, we've done business
many, many years.

- We'll keep on doing business
- Cotfon...

Just so long as you protect your client
and mine, Jake berman.

Cotton.

What?

Thank you.

And fuck you.

Thank you, Jake.

It's always a pleasure doing business
with you.

Honey.

Oh, kitly, there's another woman
who can give akey a bad time.

- And you know who.
- Who?

Honey, I think you do know.

We're talking
about Katherine mulwray.

Oh, not her. Not again.

Kitty, I'm telling you,

Katherine mulwray can give Jake
a real bad time, you know?

Yeah. What other...

I'm telling you,
she retains rights fo the subdivision.

And if I can get to her

I can prove that Jake
has taken advantage of the land

we could all strike it rich.

Just hold me.

Hold me.

Look, just help talk Jake info...

Kitty, there's another woman
who can give akey a bad time.

And you know who.

Honey, I think you do know.

We're talking
about Katherine mulwray.

Oh, not her. Not again.

Kitty, I'm telling you,

Katherine mulwray can give Jake
a real bad time, you know?

What other...

I'm telling you,
she retains rights fo the subdivision,

and if I can get to her

I can prove that Jake
has taken advantage of the land.

We could all strike it rich.

- Hello?
- I've spent half the night at perino's

- waiting for you.
- Oh, my god. Linda.

What have you been doing?

Nothing.

Just an emergency.

A nothing emergency?

Well, that I'd like to hear about
sometime.

Maybe you'll tell me in another life.

What are you talking about?

- Oh, no, kitty. How could you?
- What's going on here?

You told me you were going
fo the beauty parlor in Hollywood,

- and now I find you here...
- What's this going to prove?

Just where they said 1d find you,
in room 19-h

of the bird of paradise motel
in redondo beach.

Just lake it easy.

Yes?

Hello, darling.

I'll be right there.

I can explain everything.
Are you still at perino's?

Would I be answering my own phone
if I were still at perino's?

You jackass.

What the fuck...? Hey!

Hello?

Honey, I'm so sorry.
I'll be right there.

You and that little son of a bitch.

- Who is this?
- You're going to pay for this,

you Irish dick.

- Where is she?
- Upstairs in bed.

Jake, she's fine. Ralph's with her.

Ralph? Jesus Christ.

All right, Mrs. bodine.

What did you take?

It's enough
to make you wanna skeeve.

All right. Let me have this.

No.

Come here.

We'll do this sunny-side up.

You bastard!

- Call the doctor.
- You sleazy lowlife.

Hers, if you can find the number.

I'm going to rip your face off,
you son of a bitch!

That's all right, honey.

Don't worry about a thing.

I'm gonna make sure
you don't even get your hair wet.

Nol!

That's right.

Chuck newty, Mr. gittes.

Mr. and Mrs. bodine's attorney.

Come on, minnie.

- How are you?
- Fine.

Mr. Walsh indicates you've been trying
to keep Mrs. bodine from the press.

That's fine.
I have no quarrel with that.

At least until the courts arrive at some
disposition of criminal charges,

then, of course,
there'll be civil actions.

Civil actions?

Mrs. bodine is not only widowed,

but she's been
left out in the cold financially as well.

Chuck.

Mr. bodine and Mr. berman
were in business

with a San Fernando subdivision,

but it was not an association
either man treasured or trusted.

So in the event
of either partner's death,

all liabilities are to be assumed
by the surviving partner.

But, of course, all profits, as well.

Therefore, when Mr. berman
shot and killed Mr. bodine,

we could be talking about a man
who exploited his wife's infidelity

to the tune
of a 5- or 6-million dollar profit

and used you, however unwittingly,
as an accomplice.

Chuck, did you hear me?

Excuse me a moment.

Who's that?

Mattie rawley.

She's from Pasadena.

So is general patton.

All right. Fine, fine.

Here.

Keep them.

Thanks.

Chuck.

What I do for a living
may not be very reputable, but I am.

In this town, I'm the leper
with the most fingers.

No court's gonna view me
as an accomplice.

Probably not.

Mr. berman will undoubtedly plead
temporary insanity.

And if he's successful,

you'll be sued
for allowing a crazy man

to see his wife
in another man's arms.

On the other hand,

if there's evidence of premeditation
in the killing of Mr. bodine,

berman's not crazy.

Mrs. bodine gets to keep
her husband's money,

and she would have no need
to sue you at all.

Quite the contrary.

Let's keep in touch, Mr. gittes.

Does that mean he wants you to prove
your own client is guilty of murder?

Yeah.

Is that ethical?

Larry, he's a lawyer.

Bodine mentioned
Evelyn mulwray's daughter

on the wire recording.

He did? What did he say?

Just her name.

I couldn't hear.

Right before berman shot him.

Well, that doesn't mean anything.

It could have been just gossip.

Could have.

/th delivered here.

See the Pontiac auto show
at your dealer now.

Pontiac. Fine car.

Time changes things.

Like the fruit stand
that turns info a filling station.

But the footprints
and signs from the past

are everywhere.

They've been fighting over this land

ever since
the first Spanish missionary

showed the Indians
the benefits of religion, horses

and a few years of forced labor.

The Indians had it right all along.

They respected ghosts.

You can't forget the past
any more than you can change it.

Hearing Katherine mulwray's name
started me thinking about old secrets,

family, property,
and a guy doing his partner dirt.

Memories are like that,
as unpredictable as nitro,

and you never know
what's gonna set one off.

Like the clues
that keep you on the right track

are never where you look for them.

They fall out of the pocket
of somebody else's suit

you pick up at the cleaners.

They're in the tune
you can't stop humming

that you never heard in your life.

They're at the other end
of the wrong number you dial

in the middle of the night.

The signs are in all those
old familiar places

you only think
you've never been before.

But you get used to seeing them
out of the corner of your eye,

and you end up tripping over the ones
that are right in front of you.

I should've been wise
fo berman's hand-wringing act

from the very beginning.

It was as plain
as the shoes on his feet.

What do you call
four drowning Mexicans?

You know who Lou Escobar is?

Yeah.

He's captain of detectives
in homicide.

You know you turned his sister down
for a house?

Had to be done.

Had to be done?

Folks,

here's eucalyptus place
and there's 17.

- I'll be with you in a moment.
- Okay, no problem.

Jake?

Jake?

I'm sure you're gonna love living
in El rancho San Fernando.

- Oh, we sure are.
- We are, yeah. Thank you.

You know who else
couldn't buy a house here?

Me.

I can build it and I can sell it,

just as long
as I don't move in next door.

They don't want Mexicans
or Jews around.

Let me tell you something else.

The customer is always right.

And I got a wife to protect.

Protect?

You mean divorce, don't you?

Yeah.

That too. Yeah.

You know, your wife
is a possible accessory in this.

To what?

Come on.

You picked the one time
you can murder a man

and make him pay for it.

One way or the other, she helped.

You stay away from my wife,
or else.

I recognize that as a valid threat
coming from you, Mr. berman,

but the police are gonna think
the same thing.

You murdered your partner

for his half of the subdivision
and 5 or 6 million dollars,

to which you and your wife
are now legally entitled.

Yeah, Ty, what's the problem?

Oh, Tyrone otley, j.J. Gittes.

I know Mr. gittes from the dwp
when I worked for Hollis mulwray.

These earthquakes are shaking up
our water Wells like soda pop.

Only it's not soda pop.

It's millions of gallons of water and gas
under all these homes.

And it's getting hazardous.

What do you mean hazardous?

It could explode.

But you said it was marsh gas.

I thought only natural gas
was explosive.

Mr. berman, whether it comes
from an old marsh or baked beans,

all gas is natural.

- Gas is gas.
- How do I get rid of it?

Call the gas company.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

How am I gonna build homes
with the gas company

drilling farkakt holes in the ground?

Where were we?

Well, I was accusing you of murder,
Mr. berman.

Call me Jake. Which way's your car?
I'll walk you to it.

So, Jake,

why all this nervous Nellie horseshit
you gave me in my office?

Well, I'm telling you,
I was genuinely nervous.

It's upsetting knowing your wife's
involved with a strange man.

You didn't know it was your partner?

How should I know it was my partner?
You didn't.

Well, if it was my partner and my wife,
I would've known.

Well, that's your business.

I'm not complaining, Jake.
You did your job.

Somebody out there?

Funny thing about land.

What do you mean?

I used to know the people
that owned this.

- Did you?
- No.

How you gonna plead
at the preliminary hearing?

Well, that's cotton's job.

You think you're gonna get away
with this?

I'm not getting away with a thing,
Jake.

Tell you what I'm gonna do.

You guarantee Mark bodine's widow

her husband's full share
of the subdivision

so I don't have to worry about lawsuits
and the police,

and you won't have to worry
about me.

Otherwise, I'm gonna prove

that you deliberately murdered
the man.

You know something, Jake?

You might think you know
what's going on around here,

but you don't.

You might think...

How long have you been here?

Jake, you better lie back.
The doctor's on his way.

Not long.

You ever been here before?

What difference does that make?

Yes.

Me too.

Really?

This used to be all orange groves.

Walnut groves too.

How did you say you got this land?

Take it easy.

I didn't say.

Mr. gittes, this isn't the time
to discuss it.

I think you should lie down...

Who are you?

Kitty berman.

Sorry, Mrs. berman.

I didn't recognize you.

Well, that's understandable.

We've never actually been
introduced.

What about you, Mrs. berman?

Do you know
where Mr. berman got this land?

I've asked you nicely
not to involve my wife in this.

Jake, please.

Mr. gittes, I think there's something
you should do

before you ask any more questions.

- What's that?
- Get your head examined.

You've been in an accident.
You may not be thinking clearly.

And I don't like waking up
with someone staring at me,

especially
when I can't see their eyes.

You're lucky you're awake at all.

Okay.

Mr. weinberger,
lieutenant loach again.

Mr. novak.

Mr. weinberger again.

And a Mr. oatley.

Oatley?

- Tyrone.
- Otley.

Gosh dang it. Otley.

Gittes investigations.

It's lieutenant loach.

It sounds serious.

Gladys,
it's only serious if it's Escobar.

- Mr. gittes is in conference.
- I thought you were tailing berman.

Ralph is.
I thought you were gonna see a doctor.

First thing in the morning.

You just had your bell rung
pretty good, Jake.

- Yeah.
- Captain Escobar. If's serious.

Take a message.

They're after the recording.

Doesn't even know we have it.

Are you gonna lie to him?

Would I lie to him?

When was the last time you saw
the mulwray girl?

Must have been 14, 15 years old.

People can get in a lot of trouble
in that amount of time.

- I'd have heard.
- Did she ever send you

a bottle of scotch saying,
"welcome home, sailor"?

How about a fruitcake
for Christmas?

Did she ever send you a postcard?

For cripes' sake, Jake,

you're not responsible
for Evelyn mulwray's death

and you're not responsible
for Katherine mulwray's life.

Her name
was on the wire recording.

That's all I'm saying.

That's got nothing to do
with our problems

with this fellow berman.

How do we know?

Okay.

I'll check the chain of title to the land.
I'll see if there's anything peculiar.

You don't have to do that.

If I don't, you will.

Why don't you put that file away?

Life's been good.

You're a seven handicap.

Six.

Six.

Marrying a wonderful girl.

Why don't you go see a doctor?

Put that file away.

Okay.

Dear Jake,
I'm leaving with Katherine for Mexico.

I couldn't wait for you any longer.

Once we're safe,
I'll get word to you through Khan.

Please don't try to look for us.

My father is crazy enough
to track you to us.

I want my daughter to believe
a new life is possible.

I know I told you
I don't see men for very long.

You seem to be that rare exception.

I can't say goodbye to you.

Evelyn.

Ps. Katherine said
that you seemed a very nice man,

and curly concurred.

I see you survived the war.

Oh, yes.

It's been a long time.

But I read about you in the papers
once in a while.

What can I say?

Trashy publicity's
part of my business.

The less you want,
the more you get.

Please. I enjoy it.

I'm sure many people do.

Besides, you are very successful.

Oh, I can't complain.

Does that mean you are happy?

Who can answer that question
off the top of their head?

Anyone who's happy.

What about Katherine?

I'm sure she's as happy
as she can be.

No problems?

I can't quite catch your concern.

Well, for instance, is there any reason
she might need money?

I can't see why.

Well, she owns a lot of land.

Taxes have risen since the war.

I wouldn't know.

We've had no contact
for quite a while.

Odd flowers.

Yes.

Isn't it amazing they still grow here?

It's her favorite.

She bred them.

You see those purple hues?

They're caused
by the burning of the seed.

And this is how I remember her last.

Where did she go from here?

If she's in trouble
I just wanna help her.

Oh, no. If she is in trouble,
you would not be the one to help.

Like her,
you are a prisoner of the past.

You would do her more harm
than good.

Such things have happened.

Wherever fate has taken her, I...

I'm sure that she is grateful
for what you've done for her.

Isn't that enough?

I don't wanna live in the past, Khan.

I just don't wanna lose it.

No, you keep it.

I am the whistler,

and I know many things,
for I walk by night.

I know many strange tales,
hidden in the hearts of men

and women who have stepped
in the shadows.

Yes, I know the nameless terrors
of which they dare not speak.

The city's different at night.

The air smells belter.

It's harder to see that the oll rigs
outnumber the palm trees

and it's almost like
the good old days.

Al least the way
1d like fo remember them.

But stay in this business
long enough,

and every street
leads fo a place you'd like fo forget.

Every case brings back memories

of what you should have done
and what might have been.

And every skirt reminds you
of another woman.

Or, if you've got it bad enough,

the same woman.

Trick or treat.

You shouldn't be breaking in
to people's offices, Mickey.

Not with your reputation.

And Halloween is this weekend.

Well, I guess we got the jump
on everyone.

Liberty levine,
say hello to Jake gittes.

Liberty levine?

You know he can wrap his fist
around a roll of silver dollars?

- And what's this?
- It's a hand grenade.

You ought to know that.
You're a war hero.

See?

Jeez, don't let go of the handle,
Jake.

You only have about, what,
four seconds

to answer your calls, nudnik?

You wouldn't have enough time.
You were very popular today.

"Weinberger. Escobar.
Weinberger. Weinberger."

He wants to sue somebody,
naturally.

"Linda. Escobar. Linda." Again.

She's nuts about you.

I wonder what she wants.

Captain Escobar,
I know what he wants.

He wants the berman wire recording
by the end of business tomorrow.

Otherwise, he's gonna come after you
with a court order

for withholding evidence,
conspiracy...

So, Jake,
you got criminal, you got civil.

You got love.

But before anything of this nature
comes to pass,

you got me.

And I want you to do something
for me.

I need a favor.

Favor?

I think that the berman wire recording
is in your safe.

So what I want you to do
is I want you to open the safe,

drop the grenade in the safe,
and then, most important of all, Jake,

close the safe.

You're crazy, Mickey.

That may be.

But do you know a better way
to stay healthy?

Okay. All right.

I was wrong.

It's not here.

Liberty.

That was a nice show. Take a bow.

Where is it? Where is it, Jake?

At my lawyer's.

Your lawyer's?

I want the berman wire recording
by tomorrow.

Be a mensch.

Otherwise, I'm gonna have to give you
a serious reprimand.

Oh, I'm shedding all over the place.

I'm sorry.

Lie back.

Mickey do this to you?

- Yeah.
- I thought so.

I saw he and Liberty going down
as I was coming up the stairs.

Mrs. bodine,

How do you know the biggest 'hood
in la.?

I've seen him around town.

Santa Anita, private screenings.

The bolanos fight at the legion.

Jake introduced us.

Berman?

He and Mickey grew up together
in boyle heights.

They're best friends.

Mrs. bodine,

what can I do for you?

Testify in court

that berman knew his wife was in bed
with his business partner.

Just that one little thing?

That,
and I hear you have a wire recording

that proves
berman murdered my husband.

Well, that's what they say,
but I'm not sure it proves anything.

Well, anyway, I'd like it.

- Mrs. bodine...
- Lillian.

Lillian.

Ethically, I can't do that.

Ethically?

I have certain statutory obligations.

I can't use information
adverse to a client

when I acquired that information
while employed by the client.

Well, then I'll hire you.

Prove berman planned it.

Lillian, just listen...

Just prove it
and put the weasel in jail.

Nothing else matters.
Nothing else in the world.

How about 5 or 6 million bucks?

Your husband's share
of the subdivision.

Berman said he'd let you have it.

Could I make a phone call?

Please.

No.

That's what your lawyer told you to say
to 5 or 6 million bucks?

Yes.

You always do
what your lawyer tells you?

More or less.

And who tells him what to do?

What do you mean?

That woman at your house
the other night,

he listened to her.

That's Mattie rawley.
Everybody listens to her.

- He's her lawyer too?
- Her husband's.

Any reason Mr. rawley would have
to be interested in Jake berman?

I don't know.
He was a friend of Mark's.

That's how I met Mattie.

Tell you what I'm gonna do.

I can't let you have the recording,
but I could let you listen to it.

Mark and kitty talk on it?

Mainly, yeah.

Look, if you're not up to this,
I'll understand.

I'm up to it.

All right?

Adam boy Charlie.

Lawrence Walsh.

Mayday, bail out of there.

- Whats wrong?
- Some linen supply guys,

they're making a delivery
right outside your door.

They're making a deliv...

Oh, honey.

Oh, kitly, there's another woman

who can give akey a bad time,
and you know who.

Does that mean something to you?
Akey?

Mark called berman "jakey"
sometimes.

Oh, kitly, there's another woman

who can give akey a bad time,
and you know who.

"There's a woman who can give jakey
a bad time, and you know who"?

- Something like that.
- Honey, 1 think you do know.

We're talking
about Katherine mulwray.

Oh, not her. Not again.

Kitty, I'm telling you, kid...

Sounds like he thinks this Katherine
could give berman a hard time.

Did Mark ever mention that woman
to you?

Mark never talked about women
with me.

He was a chaser.

And he never had to run very far.

Get fo her I can prove

that Jake has taken advantage
of the land.

We could all strike it rich.

Just hold me.

Hold me.

See what I mean”?

About what?

Mulwray woman.
Did you ever hear of whip stocking?

Whips and stockings?

- Goddamn it, that son of a bitch was...
- Lillian, just calm down.

I always knew
that kitty was a perverted little snat.

- Oh, no, kitty, how could you... 7?
- Don't let it start.

You fold me you were going
fo the parlor...

No. Don't let me hear. It's coming.

Don't let me hear.
No, don't let me hear.

I'll kill you, son of a bitch!
Don't let me hear! Don't...

I don't wanna hear anymore!

Nol!

No.

All right.

Put that gun down.

All right. All right.

It's over.

- It's over.
- Somebody call an ambulance!

I'm getting out of here.

Can I help you?

Stop me.
Don't let me go back to the house.

So stay here.

I'm not responsible
for one more thing.

No! Damn you, you bastard!

All right!

All right, that's enough.

That's enough!

Enough!

Don't make me do it.
Don't make me do it.

Don't.

Oh, you're gonna make me do it,
aren't you?

You're gonna make me.

Oh, you're gonna make me.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, I am, I am, I am.

All right. All right.

I'll make you.

Take the rest
of that goddamn thing off.

Lillian. Lillian.

Honestly,
I'm trying to be a gentleman about this.

Now, just get down on your knees.

Down on your knees.

Stick your ass up in the air

and don't move until I tell you.

Jake,
I did come across some documents.

You've met Mrs. bodine.

Lawrence Walsh,
my oldest associate.

Mrs. bodine and I have been having
a rather lengthy consultation and...

I see.

Yes, and going over
a number of matters and so forth,

and Mrs. bodine has expressed a wish
to employ us

to locate the previous owner

- of the b&b subdivision land.
- Pardon me, Jake.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Excuse us, Mrs. bodine.

This is berman's
title insurance report.

The previous owner
was Mickey nice.

Mickey nice?

Now,
look at the previous title transfer.

Now, don't go off half-cocked.
We don't know what this really means.

You gotta admit
it was pretty generous of Katherine

- to just give her land away.
- Gittes investigations.

From Katherine to Mickey to berman,
same day, same place.

It's Ralph calling again.

I'll take it in my office.

Ralph, hold on.

He'll be with you in a minute.

Is everything all right”?

Fine.

- Yeah, Ralph.
- I'm at the bay city laundry

at the corner
of little Washington and venice,

and somebody is following berman
besides me, pal.

- Probably the cops.
- No, it's not the cops.

It's one guy in a tan studebaker.

Not the cops.

- No.
- All right.

If berman leaves, stick with him.
Get a humber

- on the studey and call in.
- Yeah.

- I'm on my way out.
- Okay.

Do you think Mr. Walsh has any idea
that we...?

Absolutely none.

They're still in the laundry.

Who?

Berman, Mickey, that hood Liberty,
and some blond.

Some blond?

What the hell
is Chuck newty doing here?

- Is that the tail?
- Yeah.

All right. You stay with berman.
I'll cover the mouthpiece.

- You got dimes?
- Yeah.

Sometimes it's best
fo follow the piece that doesn't fit.

Chuck newly wouldn't do anything
he couldn't charge $30 an hour for,

so he wouldn't shadow berman
without a client.

You know, you can follow the action,
which gets you good pictures.

You can follow your instincts,
which will probably get you in trouble.

Or you can follow the money,

which, nine times out of ten,
will get you closer to the truth.

Earl rawley's trademark
was on newly's matchbook,

Lillian bodine's lighter,
and half the oil Wells in L.A.

Who else could afford
fo keep a lawyer's meter running?

In 1792,
a certain Jose longuinez Martinez,

while traveling
through the pueblo de Los Angeles

in about three leagues to the west,

found a great lake of pitch
with many pools

in which blisters
were continually rising and falling.

In hot weather,
animals looking for water

could be seen sinking into the tar.

Their cries would attract predators.

We've pulled
nearly a million specimens

from a couple of holes in the ground.
Animal after animal,

literally dying
to eat another dying animal.

The greatest record of life on earth
is what it is.

All caught in little seeps

from the greatest lake of oil on earth
there is.

Twenty-two miles long,
46 miles wide,

the entire L.A. basin,
where we work and live today.

Ladies, this way.

- How many jobs you got, Mr. otley?
- Call me Ty.

Wonderful speech
you gave the ladies.

Thank you.

"L.A., the greatest lake of oil on earth
there is." Pretty good.

Mr. gittes, could we continue
this discussion some other time?

My secretary said
you called me repeatedly, Ty.

Said you made it sound
like something of an emergency.

Yes. After the explosion, I was
very concerned about you, Mr. gittes.

Oh, that's very thoughtful of you,
Tyrone.

Now...

Who got to you?

Who...? Who got to me?

- Was it berman?
- Got to me about what?

Or was it somebody
from rawley petroleum?

Brother,

berman, levine,

and some woman, blond.

This the clearest you got?

Well, yeah, yeah.

Did you follow her?

What for?
You told me to follow berman.

Berman had a 2:00 appointment
at his lawyer's, Ralph.

You don't follow somebody
when you know where they're going.

But you said stay with berman.

Who the fuck is this woman?

Who is that woman?

Laura teal.
You remember her, don't you?

Old rubber gloves. You bet.

Hey, hey. Hey, there he goes.

She's alone now.
Better hurry up and get in there.

Oh, Mrs. teal, how nice to see you.

What are you doing here?

Don't tell me I'm being watched.

No, Mrs. berman.

Your husband has all the matrimonial
information he needs to go to court.

Oh, yes.

If only he wanted a divorce.

He doesn't?

You've been talking to Lillian.

I have?

You have.

Lillian loves angora.

You make a big enough mess...

And you can't be ignored.

What did she call me?

Aside from frigid and conniving.

A killer.

Killer?

I enticed her husband into bed

so my husband could shoot him
in a fit of jealous rage?

That's right.

- And what's the rest of the plan?
- That's it.

You slept with a man
so he could be legally murdered.

The entire subdivision belongs to you
and your husband.

Jake doesn't want Mark's money.

I'm sure he'll see Lillian gets
whatever it is her husband's entitled to.

All she wants is the wire recording.

I find that difficult to believe.

Look, lady, you may have a worldly,
wise and sophisticated veneer,

but I got ties older than you are.

And Mrs. bodine thinks
your husband ought to be in jail.

She thinks something on that
wire recording proves he's a murderer,

and if she's right, I wanna tell
the police what it is before they tell me.

I am sure my husband did what he did
because he loves me.

And suppose you're wrong,
suppose I'm wrong?

Suppose he didn't kill bodine
for love or money? Now what?

That's not possible.

There's got to be a reason.

I think the reason
is on that wire recording.

Well, I don't know
what that possibly could be.

Mrs. berman,
would it surprise you to know

that your husband
was seeing another woman?

Is he?

Would it surprise you?

No.

Not necessarily. No.

In other words,
he loves you enough to kill somebody,

but you're not surprised
that he's fooling around.

What do you think a jury
is gonna think of that?

Who is this woman?

Mrs. berman, wouldn't you like
to know one way or the other?

If...

If there's a relationship...

I'd like to know about it, yes.

Then you'll tell me
what I want to know?

What's that?

Exactly what bodine was asking you
on the wire.

I'll tell you what I remember,

but it may not be
what you need to know.

- Very small.
- Who is it?

It's the colorist, Mrs. berman.

Come back a little later,
would you, please?

Fine.

Mr. gittes, I want to remind you

that so far
you have yet to show me anything

that proves my husband
deliberately did anything to anyone.

And if I can prove otherwise?

Then we'll talk later.

After all, first things first.

Look, Mr. gittes,

it was two and a half years ago
these people were here.

I have very little recollection
of the transaction,

and these photographs
are not going to refresh my memory.

I don't wish to talk
about these people.

Well, can you tell me this much?

Why wouldn't miss mulwray quitclaim
the deed to Mr. berman directly?

Mr. gittes, I am a notary public,
not a mind reader.

If that's the way they want it,
that's the way I do it.

Well, this deed
doesn't even mention mineral rights.

Any exception to title rights
will be found in some other agreement.

- And if there is no other agreement?
- Then the original owner

retains all rights
not specifically granted.

Dolores,
would you please show Mr. gittes out.

He's awful touchy.

How did it happen?

You don't know?

Come on. You can tell me.

That's how it happened.

- He told.
- What?

About three weeks ago,
just after I came to work here,

somebody else was in
asking about these people.

And one of those people came back
and broke his jaw.

Him, right?

All right, forget about him.

What about the guy
who was asking?

Can you remember
what he looked like?

I'll bet he asked you out.

Oh, no.

He's married?

Not anymore.

Thank you.

Good of Mr. rawley to see me
on such short notice.

Oh, he's looking forward to it,
Mr. gittes.

He's just around the point.

- Do you like shrimp?
- Sure do.

We've got some good ones.

I prefer matches, thank you.

I love the smell of sulfur.

Chuck here said that you
wanna talk to me about Mattie.

Well, not exactly.

I was hoping
you could help me with Lillian.

Well, that's up to Chuck
and my wife Mattie.

As far as that's concerned, it's...
It's really none of my business.

None of your business?

Well, I suppose, in a sense,
when you're in the oil business,

- you're in everybody's business.
- That's right.

And why you got Jake berman
under surveillance?

- Mr. gittes, I don't...
- Just excuse us a little bit, will you?

- Yes, sir.
- Thank you.

Before Mark got killed, he became
aware of berman's other associates.

And he was concerned that he might
have a silent partner in this Mr. nice.

Hi, Earl!

Mark was frightened.

He came to me for help
purely as a friend.

Frightened of berman and Mr. nice.

Yes, indeed.

But not too frightened
to sleep with berman's wife.

I'll tell you what we'll do, John.

You tell me what the hell you think
is going on here

and I'll tell you if I think you're right.

Mr. rawley, I think you think there's oll
under the b&b subdivision,

and I think you're trying to get
to whoever has the mineral rights.

All I'd find under that subdivision
is a lot of hot air and gas.

You wanna know why?

Look up and down the coast here.

Summerland, huntington beach,
bolsa chica.

That's where the oll is.
That's where it's juicy. Out there.

It ain't 6,000 feet inland,

down through 2,000 extra feet
of cretaceous granite.

Have I answered all your questions?

There's one thing about Los Angeles

that makes it different
than most places, John,

and that's two things.

You got a desert with oil under it,

and second,
you got a lot of water around it.

Hollis mulwray and Noah cross
moved the water onto this desert,

and we have to move people
the same way they moved the water.

Without my oll,
you got no automobiles.

Without automobiles,
you got no road construction,

no sidewalks, no city lights,
no gas stations,

no automotive service,

and no berman subdivision
stuck out in the tules

because nobody can get there.

Then Mr. berman's out of business
before he even gets in business.

The name of the game is oil, John.

That don't go here, oren.

Take it up to hill 36.

Back to 30!

What's that for?

Did you ever breed any horses?

Can't say that I have, no.

Well, it's sort of like
helping a stallion mount a mare.

Whipstocking is something you do

to coax the drilling bit
in the right direction.

After you've gone
to all that time and trouble,

you wouldn't want your big fellow
to miss what he was aiming at,

now, would you?

I know what your time's worth, John,
and I'll take care of you.

Just don't let me down.

Old cactus arrow probably
hoodwinked quite a few city boys

with his will Rogers routine,

but I knew he wasn't talking
about two horses on their honeymoon.

Whatever rawley was mounting,
jt wasn't a mare.

I just wanted fo make sure
it wasn't me, either, partner.

Do you wanna meet or not?

Anywhere you say.

Green parrot bar and grill
on cahuenga,

just south of Franklin
anytime after 10.

Are you all right, honey?

Honey? What did you say?

Good evening. May I help you?

- No. I'd like to sit at the bar.
- Fine.

Excuse me.

Can I help you, sir?

Yeah. Johnnie Walker black,
straight up.

- Soda back?
- Yeah, thanks.

Thank you. Thank you.

- We love you.
- Bye. Bye.

They say

into your early life

romance came

Mr. gittes.
I'm so glad you could make it.

Well, Tyrone, what's on your mind?

This is an hk-100 go-deuvil.
How you put a camera

in a compass
to tell what direction you're drilling.

Take it easy, Ty.

This is a photo of the compass.

It'll prove rawley's drilling east
toward the berman subdivision,

not west, out toward the ocean.

Double scotch, soda back.

We're...

We're talking about oil here,
right, Ty?

Obviously.

Mr. rawley believes there's oll
under the subdivision.

He's endangering hundreds of lives
drilling under those homes

with all the seismic activity.

He's whipstocking.

Someone has got to stop him.

Well, I can't do that, Ty.
Nobody can.

Guys like rawley don't get arrested.

They get streets named after them.

In this type of situation,
it's best just to leave it alone.

Rawley's stealing from berman.

It's a big thief stealing from a
little thief. Who are we to quarrel?

Did you bring my treat?

What the fuck for?

Then why did you come here?

- What are you doing here?
- I own the joint.

What's your excuse?

I got a date.

Then be a gentleman
and excuse yourself.

- Hey.
- Come on, nudnik.

- Take his hat.
- Look around. What do you see?

Strictly class. Polite. Big tippers.

Not only that,
they're nice to the help.

If the cops didn't keep
bumping up the payoffs,

this would be
the best business I got.

What business you got
with Jake berman?

Jake berman
is 100 percent legitimate.

What do you call legitimate?

Take off his jacket.

I can tell you
what I don't consider legitimate.

Must be a short list.

Blackmail.

What are you talking about?

Blackmail.
It's a form of mental torture.

It's the worst.

Physical torture? It's not so bad.

There's only so much of it
you can take

and then, eventually, you die.

It's over.

But mental torture?

That's real aggravation.
It goes on and on and on.

You got the wire recording.

Why are you withholding evidence
from your own client,

if you're not a blackmailer, huh?

Answer that, you putz.

Hey, boss, I think we're in trouble.

What are you talking about?

Smile at the birdies, lady.

- Smile.
- Now gather your hats

and your purses.

The vans are in the back.

Nice and orderly. That's it.

Okay, ladies and gentlemen,
right this way.

Come on, gittes.

There you were,
consorting with a known hoodlum

under grand jury investigation

and known to be friendly
with your client, Jake berman.

So what?

So either you were doing business
with Mickey, or...

- Or what?
- We got a vice officer

who swears you approached him

and fondled his privates
in the men's room.

How was it?

You'll get a chance to tell everybody
at the state board.

Either that, or prove
you're not withholding evidence.

How will I do that?

Let us hear the wire recording.

And then you'll decide
if it's evidence that I'm withholding.

Get your court order, loach.
It's my private property.

How much are they paying
to suppress it?

Bribery. Conspiracy.

Conspiracy to commit murder.

Maybe not bribery anymore.

Maybe he's back to blackmail.

What are you talking about, loach?

I'm talking about incest.

Incest?

You know, incest.

Like when a father
bangs his daughter,

like with dogs and squid.

I'm talking
about him extorting money

from mulwrays
to keep his mouth shut.

Loach, I don't recall
anything like that.

All I recall is that your father
shot an innocent woman

while their little girl
watched him do it too.

And what a fine shot it was.

Well, it was a long time ago.

Besides, I wouldn't extort a nickel
from my worst enemy.

That's where I draw the line.

Well, I'll tell you, Jake.

I knew a whore once.

For the right amount of money,
she'd piss in a guy's face.

But she wouldn't shit on his chest.
See, that's where she drew the line.

Well, junior, all I can say is,

I hope she wasn't too much
of a disappointment to you.

Get back!

Get back!

Get back or I swear
this motherfucking son of a bitch

is gonna suck on this until he dies!

Now suck it!

Suck it!

Okay.

Suck it.

You pissed your pants, junior.

Maybe you'll need a change.

You're off this case
and suspended for 30 days.

And you!
When I get through with you,

you're gonna wish
loach was back on the case.

Book Mr. gittes.

Let him make ball.
Get him out of here.

- Get him out of here!
- Hey, hey!

- Get him out of here!
- Hey, who is this asshole?

Just get over there
and sit down. Sit down.

Some linen supply guys,
they're making a delivery...

- You Mexican piece of ass!
- They're making a delivery.

- Yeah, Gladys?
- It's Mr. weinberger.

He says it's urgent.

Okay, I'll take it.

Hello, cotton.

- I'm... I'm here with Flynn.
- Give him my best.

- Jake says hello.
- Hello, Jake.

Well, Escobar got his court order.

- When?
- Just now.

If you don't produce
that wire recording,

you're going to jail till you do.

At least let me have it, Jake.
Let me worry about it.

Yeah. I'd better get back to you,
cotton.

Jake...

Jake. Jake, didn't you hear?
Escobar's got his court order.

What did they deliver?

Who? Jake, Escobar is gonna be
knocking on that door any minute.

The guys from bay city linen,

what were they delivering?

It was a chair, wasn't it?

I think so.

A chair and some towels.

Kitty berman had said

she wouldn't believe
her husband did anything wrong

until I delivered proof.

Well, she was gonna get
what she asked for,

the kind of proof she could sit on.

I don't expect you to remember
where this came from.

The police report said the weapon

was a .38 caliber Smith & Wesson
police special

with a 2-inch barrel, like this.

The chair was delivered
to your room

at the bird of paradise motel
40 minutes before you arrived

by bay city linen right out of the back
of one of Mickey's trucks.

Well, Mrs. berman?

Mrs. berman?

Watch it!

- Kitty?
- Get away from me.

- Kitty.
- Stay away.

I got a new deal for you.

When you wanna talk, pick a spot
where nobody can sneak up on me

and nail me
with Escobar's court order.

Anything else?

And tell Mickey I stole his truck
before he tells the cops,

because if they stop me,

they'll have enough evidence
to arrest you both.

Murder one.

How do you wanna play this,
Jake, 20 bucks a hole?

What's the matter?
Too rich for you?

Let's cut out the cute bullshit.
We're here to discuss your life.

Let's Walt till we get
on the course, okay?

I'm a 14 handicap.

Nine.

What the hell. It's my club.
I'll play you even.

Twenty bucks a hole?

- Hell, yes.
- Be my guest.

Hell of a shot.

Good bounce.

Nice putt.

Okay.

What's it gonna take,
100, 200, 300 grand?

If I don't give it to Escobar,
he's gonna put me in jail.

I'll pay your legal fees.
Contempt of court, big fucking deal.

More like conspiracy
to commit murder.

Escobar's gonna think
I'm trying to cover my ass, not yours.

Jake...

I can make the rest of your life
awful easy.

You never know when
you're gonna need something extra.

Make it. Fuck.

I'll tell you,
nothing beats bad luck, does it?

Okay. What's your deal?

Tell me how you got
Katherine mulwray

to give you her land.

She suggested it.

Bodine know that?

Is that why you killed him?

Because he was mousing around,
asking the same questions I am?

She's alive and well, Jake.

Put me in touch with her.
That's all I ask.

I can't do that.

That's the deal.

The deal is you'll turn the wire over
to me at the end of this round,

or I'll have you killed.

My money or your life.

Say, Jake,
ever seen my one-legged golfer?

Liberty. Liberty.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

- Just relax.
- What's wrong?

Remember what I said, Jake.

- No sign of the wife?
- No, I haven't seen the wife.

The big guy came out,
made a phone call to nice.

- Something about Elsa, radio...
- Watch your feet, buddy.

Got dimes?

Just take it easy. You'll be all right.

It's gonna be all right, Jake.

Please hurry.
They're waiting for us at the hospital.

Some blond.

I'm used lo seeing the infimate details
of people's lives,

but looking at a guy's x-rays
ls as intimate as it gets.

It's the kind of thing most guys
don't even tell their wives about

Sorry.
It has to look like nobody's home.

The da's still trying to serve me.

Hand over the wire recording.

- Pardon me?
- Give the recording to the police.

Otherwise, you're in contempt of court,
you'll go to jail.

Would you mind
if I had a drink, please?

The preliminary hearing's tomorrow.

You've got to answer
some questions.

- Scotch and soda?
- Fine.

There's nothing I can tell you
you don't already know.

We'll see.

Thank you.

How's your husband's health?

Fine, obviously.

Anything else?

What did Mark bodine ask you
about Katherine mulwray?

Well, apparently, she retains the
mineral rights to the subdivision land.

Mark thought
they might be valuable.

I guess he was trying
to get in touch with her.

I... I don't remember all that much.

When you're with somebody
like that...

Well, you can imagine.

Yes, I can.

I was honestly unfaithful.

- And with a very ambitious man.
- So?

Maybe that's why he was killed.

Over mineral rights?

Jake... Jake cared about land.

He wouldn't kill anybody
over mineral rights. Believe me.

Oh, my god. Linda.

Honey, there's somebody
I'd like you to meet.

Please don't bother.

I can see you're hard at work.

I don't need any introductions.

Don't stop for a thing.

I simply wish to say that I never
wanna see or hear from you again.

I'm sorry.

Not your fault.

That was your fiancee?

Used to be.

Well...

I'm sure
once you explain everything,

she'll calm down and be okay.

What?

What are you looking at?

Oh, this. Jake gave it to me.

- It's stuck.
- Let me.

What...?

- What kind of flower is it?
- A Poppy.

Why is it two colors?

With wild flowers,
you can change the color.

You don't say.

The way summer fires do,
you simply...

Scorch the seeds.

Of course, it's not permanent.

Wild flowers are very unstable,
so you have to keep scorching them.

Sort of like dying your hair.

Exactly.
Otherwise, the color will simply...

Revert.

I don't get it.

I'm sorry.

All I ever wanted was...

All I ever wanted, all these years,

was just to see
that you hadn't been hurt,

and that you wouldn't be hurt.

I didn't want you to be involved.

I am involved.
Your crazy husband saw to that.

I didn't want to give you any reason
not to testify.

You said you'd always protect me,
no matter what.

I knew you would.

What about Jake?

I don't know. He...

I don't know about Jake.

He made me feel I could live
a normal life like anybody else.

He was romantic.

He's a murderer, right?

Right.

Hand over the wire recording.

It is the necessary nature
of any evidentiary hearing

to tolerate, and even to encourage,
some informality.

However, I must remind everyone
that we are seeking probable cause

that a capital crime
has been committed.

There can be no more serious matter
before this court.

Will opposing counsel
approach the bench?

Look, we're all a little new
to this sort of evidence.

If something isn't clear, I want the
witnesses available to testify as we go.

All right. Thank you.

Will investigators tilton and Walsh
please take the stand?

Your honor, may I respectfully request
that the courtroom

be cleared of all those
not directly involved with this case,

due to the delicate nature
of the material we're about to hear?

Mr. weinberger,
this is an open public hearing.

Since there are no minors present,
we shall continue as we are.

Thank you, your honor.

Bailiff?

I must ask for complete silence
in the courtroom.

Adam boy Charlie.
Adam boy Charlie.

Lawrence Walsh
at the bird of paradise motel,

October 27, 1948, 1300 hours.

I'm based in bedroom one...

Oh, honey.

- Oh, no, kitly. How could you...?
- What's going on here?

- Jake, what...?
- You told me you were going...

It's different.
He's done something fo it.

It's procedure.

- It's not the same.
- What's this gonna prove?

Just where they said 1d find you,
in room 19-h.

The bird of paradise mofel...

- Redondo beach.
- Just take it...

Don't fuck with me, Jake.

How could you?

How could you? With him?

- It's not the same.
- Not with him!

- Not with him!
- They have changed it.

- We were gonna tell you soon.
- Get her out of here!

Oh, no, you're not, Jake!

Just calm down, ma am.
Just calm down.

Where did that gun come from?

Somebody call an ambulance!

Come on.
Get pictures of everything, Larry.

This isn't it!

They've done something to it!
Those bastards!

Those... son of a bitch.

- Was that it, Mr. gittes?
- Yes, your honor.

Was that Mr. bodine's voice
at the end saying:

"Oh, no, you're not, Jake,
I'm going to..." Something or other?

- Yes, your honor.
- In what context

was that statement made?

Having his photos taken
by my associate.

And the "I'm going to"
something or other?

Your honor, I believe
that's when Mr. bodine drew the gun

and tried to stop us.

What's he talking about?
He wasn't even in the room.

He's lying through his teeth.

Isn't it a fact, Mr. gittes,
that you weren't even in the room?

Objection, your honor.

What for? To give Mr. gittes time
to come up with something to say?

Mr. Hannah, if you have something
to say, address the court.

Objection overruled.

You may answer the question,
Mr. gittes.

I'm certain that I was in the room.

I'm not positive where I was
when the shots were fired.

- Were you, Larry?
- Well, Jake, I was under the bed.

Actually, I thought berman
did have the gun first,

but I had no idea where he got it.

Your honor, I object to the witnesses
engaging in this colloquy.

I mean, they weren't even sworn in.

I might add, your honor,

I find it extremely distracting
to see the district attorney

getting all his objections
from captain Escobar.

Gentlemen, please.

Can we at least agree
that there was a gun in the room?

- I agree.
- I hope so, your honor.

Very good.
Now, to whom was the gun registered?

To the deceased, Mr. Mark bodine.

Green parrot bar and grill.

Isn't it a fact, Mr. gittes,
that you're out on bail,

having been arrested
at the green parrot bar and grill?

Wait a minute. Your honor,

the witness has been charged,
not convicted.

- What's the charge?
- The charge?

Yes. The charge.

Well, that Mr. gittes was fondling
the private parts of a vice officer

in the men's room
of the green parrot bar and grill.

Objection, your honor.

I'm with you, Mr. weinberger.

I have no idea
what you thought you could do

with this kind of evidence,
Mr. Hannah.

It certainly has no place
in my courtroom.

Do yourself a favor.

The next time,
you be sure you've got a case.

That's about it for this hearing.

Bailiff, we'll have a short recess
before considering the next matter.

Maybe [I didn't tell the whole truth
at the preliminary hearing,

but there's one thing I've learned
about the truth,

a little bit goes a long way.

And splashing Katherine mulwray s
past all over the la times

wouldn't do anybody any good.

That's one truth
Jake and I had in common.

Berman's x-rays said more

than a couple of missing words
on a wire recording.

Whats the difference who passes
the sentence, a doctor or a judge?

This way, Katherine can deal
with her ghosts in private,

and I can try to tell myself
I kept my promise.

Bul that's the problem with the past,

there's always plenty more
where that came from.

You want to see it again?

What's new?

We're going into the model.
Keep customers out for a while.

Sure.

Believe it or not,
I thought I was doing something here,

giving gls and couples
their first home.

I tell you this, they're the only
tract homes in the valley,

gl or not, with lath and plaster
and hardwood floors.

Is that right?

They're built to last.

For a while, anyway.

There was a time, a few years ago,
when kitty and I had a cash problem.

For us to own our own home
was a dream.

I figured you got hold of those.

Mark bodine have any idea
how sick you were?

I didn't know myself
till a few days ago.

Elsa told me the radium and...
She's the doctor.

The radium implants
weren't working.

Months of aggravation,
with my skin breaking out and itching,

and trying to keep it from kitty.

And I'm still riddled with this dreck.

So the only thing that bodine
was blackmailing you about

was Katherine mulwray?

How did he find out
who your wife was?

For some reason, he was checking out
the mineral rights on the land,

found the quitclaim to Mickey
and got hold of the notary public.

He threatened to expose her if I didn't
have her sign over the mineral rights,

dump the subdivision in his lap.

Knowing that vantz, I figured he'd do it
after I was dead anyway.

Well, he was in it
for a lot more than that.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

How much do you want for those?

How much do you think
I want for those?

Kitty tell you who she was?

No.

Then how did you find out?

I just did my job.

She couldn't tell you, Jake.

And she didn't know
what I was doing.

I was too afraid to tell her
I was this sick.

If she had known,
none of this would have happened.

It's my fault.

I wouldn't undress in front of her.
I slept in the den.

She thought...

She thought I'd lost interest in her.

Jake...

We wanted to have a baby.

She was devastated, Jake.

You know kitty.

She was looking for assurance
from somebody

and, as it happened,
Mark was there looking for her.

Well, you took a hell of a chance
hiring me.

Nothing like the chance
bodine would talk about kitty.

And besides,
there was something else.

What's that?

He was fucking my wife.

Come on, Jake.

Jake. Come on, Jake!

Jake!

Are you all right, Jake?

Yeah.

Come on, Jake.
Let's get out of here.

Wait a second. Better check...

Look at the crapper.
See the crapper.

There's stuff coming out of the toilet,
the sink, the shower.

I don't know. Just take a look.

Jesus, he's right.
There's shit everywhere.

That's expensive shit.

You're telling me.

I'm gonna have more lawsuits
than Carter has liver pills.

That's oil.

It's oil.

That's what rawley and bodine
have been after.

They're drilling under your subdivision
to get it, Jake.

My oil?

Not for long if we don't get out of here.
Come on, Jake.

Then it's kitty's?

Come on, Jake.

I'm gonna stick around
and have a smoke.

- What?
- Would you want an autopsy

if you were me? That wouldn't be
so good for kitty, would it?

Got a light?

Go ahead.

Give him the light.

Get out of here.

Go on.

Get out of here. Get out.

Dear kitty, I can't face you with this.

I guess from the day we Mel,

all I ever really wanted
was to know [ Could take care of you

and that you would love me
and think well of me.

So naturally,
I haven't liked being reminded

I can't take care of you
or protect you much longer.

You remind me about that
more than anybody.

All you have fo do is walk into a room
or look like you need help

opening up a can of soup
or butfoning the back of your dress.

If I hurt you, honey...

Just try and forgive me.

It's been rough...

Knowing I wouldn't be able
fo keep anybody from hurting you.

I love you, kitly.

That son of a bitch.

What the hell does he mean,

he doesn't feel
he could face me with this?

- I think he means...
- Why didn't you tell me?

I thought he should tell you himself.

Could you...?

What?

Could you...?

What? Anything.

Open the window.

Yeah. I can do that.

Thank you.

Jake.

Mrs. berman,
if you wanna talk to him,

sometimes I think
that's the best thing.

- I don't have to listen.
- Jake.

Mrs. berman?

Does it ever go away?

What's that?

The past.

Well...

I think you have to work real hard
on that one.

I can't do it alone.

I don't suppose you'll have to.

That's wrong.

Don't be too sure.

That's your problem, kid.

You don't know who you're kidding.

You take too good a care of me,
Mr. gittes.

Well, it's a tough habit to break.

Think of me from time to time.

Katherine!

It never goes away.