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- My name's sunny. Why don't
you sit down and relax?

- Thank you. I've never
been in a place like this.

I don't know what you're supposed to do.

Um, itell you, I'm... i'm
just a little nervous, ah...

- First of all, you close the door.

I mean, you don't mind
my closing the door?

You do trust me, don't you?

- Yeah. Is anybody gonna open it up?

- No.
- Who's gonna look...

- No one's gonna see through that window.

- Hey, wait a second. What
what are you doing?

- I have to give you a massage, don't I?

- Well, yeah. But, uh...

I... I didn't expect it to be so fast.

- My goodness.
- Well, you are paying

by the half hour, aren't you?

- My goodness. You're in such a rush.

- Oh, well, I'm excited.

I've never had a new
customer in a long time.

All my customers are usually
my favorite customers.

I hope you become one of
my favorite customers.

- Oh, jeez. Wow.

Oh, I'm having a little trouble here.

- Ah, it's okay.
- Yeah.

Ah, ah, oh, see, you're
tickling me. I'm...

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- I'll be more careful.
- Mm, too much.

- What'd you say your first name was?

- Irving.
- Irving.

Oh, how nice.

You have a very nice build,
Irving. Very muscular.

- Ah, you're putting on.
- I'm not.

In fact, I know who you

- remind me of.
- You know what, maybe...

- You remind me of when I saw

the revival of gone with the wind.

Clark gable.

I mean, if he was a redhead,
I would swear it was you.

You wanna put your head
down over there, Irving.

You wanna lay on your stomach

and I'll give you a nice massage.

- All right. That's what it is.

Okay.

Hey, listen. Is this
all you're doing here?

- I mean, really?
- What do you mean?

I mean, would you like to see more?

- I'd like to see more.
- Sure, I'd like to see more.

- It's gonna cost you more.

- Well, how much? What do you mean?

- How much?
- Well, if you'd like to see

this little red top removed,
it's gonna cost you $20.

- Twenty dollars?! Gee,
that's an awful lot of money.

- Well, Irving, don't
you think I'm worth it?

- Well, it's not a question of that.

You know, money is hard
to come by these days.

I mean, $20? $20?

- Twenty dollars.
- I'll give you five.

- That's the house rules. $20.

Do you want me to remove it or not?

- How about 10?
- How about 20?

You wouldn't wanna go against

- good business policy.
- Okay, all right.

Wait a second, wait a second.

- Oh.

- There you go.
- Oh, thank you.

- How about that?
- Is that worth $20?

- Let me think about that for a while.

- Okay, why don't you lie back

and I'll massage you some more?

- Okay.

Yeah, but I can't see anything from here.

- Why don't you turn around the other way?

- I'll massage your chest.
- Oh, okay.

- Can you see without
your glasses, Irving?

- Nope, no.
- No?

- I can't see very much
without my glasses.

- Oh, would you like to see some more?

- Well, I don't know that
I can afford another $20.

- Oh, but Irving, I mean...

Supposing I was working for your business

and they were trying to
con me into something.

Would you want me to take the con? No.

It's $20 if you wanna see more.

- Well...

Well, all right. $20.

- Okay - okay.

- Thank you.

- Now, listen, you sure no
one's gonna come in here?

- No one's gonna come in here.

- Oh, good.
- It's just you and I

- for the half hour.
- Oh, okay.

Good.

- Would you like to lie back again?

- Okay.

- Okay.

- I thought you were gonna take
your pants off all the way.

- Oh, I can't. It's the house rules.

I couldn't even take 'em off for $40.

- How about 50?

- I can't do it...

But I could do something else.

- What's that?

- I could make you feel a lot better.

- Oh, really?
- Mm.

But that costs you more.

- How much more?
- Oh...

That costs you $45.

- Ah, I don't think I'm really interested.

- You sure?
- Oh, I'm positive.

- You know, Irving, all my customers,

all my favorite customers
that come back to me,

they like that the most.

- No, I don't think so.

- Well, a lot of their wives,
they don't do it to them,

but I do it.

I really like you, Irving.

I'm sorry I have to charge you so much.

In fact, I like you so much,

well, maybe I'll do it for $30.

- No, no, thanks.

I'm really not interested.

- You sure?
- I'm positive.

- You sure?
- As a matter of fact,

I think I better go now,
because it's really warm in here

and I really feel bad about
the whole thing, you know?

I just feel lousy about it.
This is my first and last time.

- But...
- It has nothing

against you, it's just
one of those things.

I just feel very badly
about it. I'm a married man.

I don't know why I'm here. I
don't know why I came in here.

I just... I guess it was just curiosity.

It's not, you know, it's not you.

You're a lovely girl. It's
just that I don't know.

- Well, Irving, is it the $30?

- Oh no, no, no, no, no.

The heck with the $30.
That's not important.

It's just the basis of...

- You're embarrassed, aren't you?

- Oh, I feel idiotic.

I just feel ridiculous
about the whole thing.

But look, thank you very, very much.

Excuse me for a moment.
It's just that, ah...

Well, I tried it and it's not for me.

And that's all there is to it.

Hey, you know, it's a funny thing.

I never open these things
up when I put my shirt on.

You're the first person
that ever did that.

Why don't you get dressed? Really.

Well, at any rate, don't
feel badly about it.

- Was it the $30?
- No, no, no, no.

- But don't you like me?
- Oh, you're a lovely girl.

- It's just that, I...
- Well, no one's ever

- walked out on me before.
- Well, don't get insulted.

Don't feel bad. Thank you very much.

I... I... just not my thing,
and, ah, I was curious

and I feel very foolish about it.

And, well, I'm going.

Thank you very much.
Have a nice day. So long.

- See you next week, Jimmy.

- Sure, kid.

- Good day, sir.

- Okay, kid, do it.

416 to headquarters.

- Come in, 416.

- Yeah, checked that
disturbance on third Avenue.

No problems.

Juveniles playing games.

We're heading home from here.

You ready, boss?

- How many times have
I told you not to leave

that gun on the table?

- Going into politics...
- Get off!

- Mm. Yeah?

Yeah.

Yeah, I've been there.

What?!

Yeah, yeah. We'll be right there.

Right.

Danny.

Yeah.

We have a homicide. Right.

Meet me at the corner on 79th, huh?

Be there in 10 minutes. Right, okay.

- Honey, what do you want to see tonight?

Alice and ed want to
see John Wayne... honey?

Shit!

Get me the manager, damn it.

- Were you the one on duty?
- Yeah.

I wanna find out who did this.

I wanna find out fast!

Who was it?

Come on, come on! Who did it?

A customer. I told the
other cop.

He gave his name as a. Maxwell.

- Oh, he's phony as hell.

Run a make on it, Danny. See
if we got anything.

Well, what did he look like?

- Man, like same as half our customers.

I saw him go out, but we were busy.

I didn't notice. Rosie
didn't come down until later.

You know the type, mid-30s, early '40s.

Businessman from out of town.

- Tall, short, fat, bald?

- Oh, medium height, light hair.

Man, I didn't take his picture.

- They're running a
make on him now, Jimmy.

But don't expect a miracle.

- Listen, anybody giving
Rosie a hard time?

- No, not here. Everybody dug Rosie.

She probably did some
outside tricks, though.

Why don't you ask her roommate?

- You heard the man, Danny.

Check it out.

Find out where the roommate lives and see

what she has to say.

Oh, excuse me.

- Are you Rosie's roommate?
- Ah, yes.

If you're looking for
her, she's still at work.

- Well, miss, I'd like...
- My name's Gwen.

Hey, listen, I gotta get some clothes on.

I'll be right back, okay?

She'll be back soon. Come on in.

- Ah, look, miss, uh...
- Gwen.

- Gwen, I'm a police officer.

- Oh, wow.

What a dope. Stupid Gwen
lets anyone in. Phew.

Look, I'm not here to hassle you.

- Mm.
- I'd like to have

a few words with you.

I think you better sit down.

It's about Rosie.

She's been murdered.

- Now, wait a minute, let me
see your badge or something.

How did it happen?

Well, it wasn't very pleasant.

She was strangled at the Venus paradise.

- Must have been a maniac.

We'd like to know who she went out with.

Anyone who was giving her a hard time.

Maybe a boyfriend.

I won't be much help.

Shit! Rosie was like a ghost.

I worked nights and she worked days.

We hardly saw each other.

Ugh! Oh god.

God!

- God, you're never on time.

You know, the one time Alice
and ed can get a babysitter

and you've got to be late.

You know, you'd think that
all the burns and prostitutes

in New York were more important than me.

You know, I work like a slave around here.

- Come on, already. Come on!

You wanna go, or don't you?

- Well, all I wanted was
a little consideration.

I mean, after all, I'm
supposed to be your wife.

I thought we were married
for a few years now.

- Do you think it was someone she knew?

- It's too early to tell.

That's why we thought you
might be able to help us.

Did she ever talk about... about anybody,

her customers, her dates,
giving her a hard time?

Ah...

Anyone with strange hangups?

- Wait a minute, wait a
minute. There was this one man.

She didn't talk about him,

but she used to go over to
his place about once a month.

It was a client.

She used to go over to his place

and come back black and blue.

He really must have been
making it worth her while.

- Do you remember his
name? Where he lived?

- Mr. Creepy! Yeah.

- Mr. Creepy.
- Yeah, that's

what it was, that's what
she used to call him

when she came home. "Mr.
Creepy just paid the rent."

And Mr. Creepy just bought her
a new dress, you know, right?

She meant the money she was making.

He really must have been
taking good care of her.

She never did any outside
tricks besides him.

- Well, keep going. Where did he live?

What did he look like? Anything?

- I think it was some place
over on Sutton place,

but I'm not sure.

Hey, she kept the date book,

that's probably where the address is.

- I'll get it for you.
- Good.

- Here it is.

His real name is janovic.

- That's him, janovic.
- Let's see where he's going.

- Look at that creep.

He's heading right for the Venus paradise.

You tried to run, you stupid prick!

Oh, shit!

- Hey, okay. Hey, okay.

- That's enough!

All right, mister, get up.

Come on, you're under arrest.
We're police officers.

- What for? What?

- I think you want Marcus!
- Come on.

- Get up.

- What the hell is this about?

You can't arrest me for
anything, I know my rights.

What'd you do with, huh?

- What the hell are you talking about?

Look, I know my rights.
You can't do this to me.

- What about Rosie?

- Huh? What, that kid
from the massage parlor?

I haven't seen her in a month.

- Liar!
- Jimmy, Jimmy!

Come on.

- Let's go.
- Come on.

- Get down. I said down!

All right, spread 'em, spread 'em!

Car 416, car 416.

Headquarters, over.

- 416.
- Lexington and 46th.

Homicide, massage parlor
on the second floor.

Everybody's envy.

- We got your number, janovic. Hmm?

We see you in this neighborhood again,

we're gonna put you away, you get it?

- Yeah.

- Now, get out of here.

Oh!

- Are you guys assigned to this case?

- That's right.

- This one's real sick.

Girl was smothered, acid
thrown all over her.

- It ain't pretty.
- Well, what do you have?

- Come on, I'll show you.

Nothing much.

- Goddammit. Now where we at?

Nowhere.

- Okay, Sherlock, let's follow it out.

- Well, first we gotta

forget about personal reasons, huh?

I don't think Rosie's
roommate will be any help.

I don't think we'll
learn anything from her.

- None of them knew what hit 'em.

- Questions I'll forget about,
but I'm seeing her again.

- What's the address of this place?

- Lexington and 57th?
- 52nd, yeah.

Let's see. Rosie's place
is third and 61st, huh?

Hmm. The only pattern we
have is massage parlors.

Maybe the bastard's crossing
town. South and west.

Oh, Christ.

Hey, before you go, hot lips,

bring the manager in here, will ya?

Now, listen.

Where is the nearest massage parlors

that run south and west of here?

- Look, I don't know!
- Times Square, I guess.

You know, one of those shit shows.

- Well, where's the nearest one?!

- Leisure plus. 44th and seventh.

44th and seventh, that's right.

- 44th and seventh.
- Going to do a little

personal investigation?

- Kid, I thought you were
going to the movies, huh?

I'll check this one, all right?

Come on, get lost. Go ahead.

Okay, one more time, kid.

Well, here I am, trying to
find a needle in a haystack.

Sure, yeah, just go out,
find an average guy who

goes out for a little fun.

Some goddamn fun.

Strangles Rosie and then

he puts acid all over the other chicks.

What's he gonna do for an encore? Hmm.

Clues, clues, the bastard
leaves a ton of clues,

but they're no goddamn good!

Surgical gloves.

Facing a million frustrated American men.

Every criminal has an mc.

This guy is no different.

He's left a trail somewhere.

And I've gotta find it.

Man, there's sure a lot of
sick weirdos in this town.

Short, blonde hair. Purple lipstick.

Oh, boy. What a pair.

Hey, this is getting me nowhere.

My eight hours was over
a day and a half ago.

I'm going home. I gotta clear my head up.

- Okay, now put your feet up
on the table for me, all right?

- Woo!
- All right, yeah!

- Figure it out!

- Here you are, let's go.

Okay, do the kissing over there.

Okay, we need some more.

- Holy shit.

Oh.

- Yeah, I'd like to call for some time,

but actually, oh.

Honey, I'll call you back.

Oh, honey, I heard about the other murder

on the news tonight.

Do you have any leads?

- I said, do you have any leads?
- I don't know, Emily!

I just don't know.

I got a few men covering
the Times Square area,

but I don't think that'll do any good.

I gotta catch this damn maniac!

- I don't know why you're
so upset about this case.

Why, because all those
prostitutes are being punished?

What about all the good
people, the church people,

when they get mugged and robbed?

- Drop it, Emily! Will ya?

I don't wanna talk about
it. Give some rest, huh?

- Sorry, I didn't mean to upset you.

Let's just forget about
the whole thing. Okay?

- Join in the fun with Nick!

- Yeah!
- Oh!

- Let's go! Let's go!

- Hey, Rob! Come on!

Mrs. Miller! Come on.

- Take it all off! Come on, get it!

Hey, get over here!

- Woo!
- Woo!

- Everybody get wet!

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

- All right, yeah!
- Yeah!

- Come on, woo!
- All right, get two on now!

Come on!

Help! Help!

Are you crazy? You son of a bitch!

Help!

- I'm a police officer!
- Hey, what do you mean

you're a cop? I ain't never seen

no cop dressed like that before.

- Out of my way!
- What are doing?

What are you doing?

Hey, what are you doing? Man, you're nuts.

Hey, where you going with my cab?

- Hey, you crazy person!

What do you think you're doing?

- Who the hell are you?
- What, are you crazy, man?

You sick or something?

- Shut up, shut up!
- Wait, just wait, I...

She was nuts. Man, I
didn't do anything to her.

- She's crazy, crazy!
- Shut up!

- I said shut up!
- She's crazy!

- Damn it, got the wrong one.
- Crazy!

Look what you did to my car. Look at it!

My car! What, are you nuts?

You're nuts! My car! Look at my car!

You crazy?

My car!

- Car 417, this is headquarters.

Suspect's car contained
two ounces of heroin.

We've issued an apb.

Good thing you lucked out again, o'Mara.

- Hit and miss.

The two fuck-up cops.

You really think this is gonna help?

- The owner of this joint
is an old friend. Hmm?

I caught him dealing
heroin three years ago.

Then he had an s&m racket
going two years ago.

If anybody knows the
kooks in town, he does.

- Hey, my old buddy.

You still getting free apples nowadays?

They got a luscious chick.

- She's gonna do...
- You heard wrong, baby.

We're looking for a guy, a freak.

You know, someone who
would cut up the chicks.

You got any ideas? Maybe one
of your old friends, huh?

- Hey, rizotti. I'm into
honest, clean fun now.

Hey, you wanna see the
honest, clean fun in there?

- Is there a lieutenant rizotti here?

- Yeah, that's me.
- Telephone for you.

- Hey, where is it, honey?

- Yeah?
- Hey, rizotti.

I'm at number three. Our
boy got another girl.

At the mad hatter, it's on 57th.

Yeah, really laid into her.

Did her up something awful.

Strangled her with a sheet.

Be right there.

Well, peep show's over, junior.

Our man's hit again.

- Doesn't look like there's
much to go on again, huh?

- Looks like the girl could
have been dead several hours.

Same m.O., all clean cut,
Mr. Average businessman.

Average height, average
build, all that baloney.

- I don't know. It sounds
like a broken record to me.

Always the same. Mr. Average businessman.

Hmm, if he doesn't take
time out for lunch,

or after-work cocktails,

he picks out a massage parlor,
momentarily becomes a butcher

and...

And then a few hours
later, girl's found dead.

No sound is heard and
nobody sees this guy.

Bullshit. No one's that perfect.

He's had to have left a clue somewhere.

I don't know, maybe we're
just on the wrong track.

- Okay, Dr. Watson, what do you suggest?

- Hey, I'm still learning
from you, boss. I'm upended.

Wait a minute. That medallion
looks rather familiar.

- Yeah, sure.

I won one for my wife at
coney island last summer.

- No, no, no. Wait a minute, let me think.

Wait a minute. Gwen had one like this.

And so does the girl that was
murdered at everybody's envy.

- Say Danny, did Gwen know
anything about the medallion?

- Yeah, she bought it off
some guy in east village.

He's an astrologer, and
evidently, all the girls go there,

get their charts read.

Gwen thinks he's harmless,
but he sure sounds

like a nut to me.

Ah.

My sleeping pills are
messing up my horoscope.

And when I listen to rock
and roll, my ear drums bleed.

Come in, gentlemen.
I've been expecting you.

The keepers of the peace
are always welcome.

- Yeah, well, look buster,
we'd like to ask you

a few questions about...

My tongue is not long enough
to give you a full account

of what's really going on, gentlemen.

Today, you will have to
unlearn all and everything

you have ever learned before.

- Hey, look.
- All of your information

is misinformation.

And what you call
science is really nothing

but an organized system of ignorance.

- I say to you, most honestly...
- Hey, look...

- It is far more important to go to heaven

than it is to go to the moon!

- Look here, now!
- But what do we know

about heaven?

What do we know about the beyond?

Do we know what's behind the beyond?

I'm afraid some of us hardly
know what's beyond the behind.

Rituals of twilight and delusion.

We drift and drift
toward our unknown ends.

And that's why I feel the
best thing is not to be born.

But who is as lucky as that?

To whom does it happen?

Not to one among millions
and millions of people.

- Look, buster!
- Jimmy, hey.

Let me try.

Look, mister. We're on an investigation.

We wanna know where you were on the nights

of June 25th and 27th.

Now, that's on a Monday and a Wednesday.

- Precisely.

Tomorrow at 2:30 pm near west 96th street,

I shall plunge into the
Hudson, and shortly thereafter,

I shall reappear on the coast
of New Jersey as a white swan.

It will be a miracle and there will be

dancing in the streets.

The establishment hushes it up, of course.

- Danny, enough of this bullshit. Huh?

- The voice from the sewer. Huh?

- Oh, you creep.
- Moron.

- Worm!
- Imbecile!

- Degenerate!
- Idiot!

- Ah!
- Jimmy!

Don't blow it now.

We spent too much damn time on this case.

- This creep doesn't
tell us what he knows,

I'll kick his fancy ass
from here to the east river!

Take it easy, easy.

- It is my sincere wish that
immediately after my death,

my head be severed from my
body and that it be replaced

by a bouquet of broccoli for
better to comfort the worms.

- Look, mister, this is no joking matter.

- Oh?

- Three girls have been brutally murdered.

And right now, you are our prime suspect.

Now, if you wish to
continue this mumbo jumbo,

we'll just take you downtown and book you.

- I was at the Einstein general hospital.

Bleeding ulcers.

- We'll check it out, buster.

And if you are lying, we'll be back.

- You'll be back, just be back!

I'll rip you into a
thousand odds and ends!

Each more repulsive than the other!

Just be back! Just be back!

You just be back.

- Hey, Jimmy, where are
all those great scientific

police methods you
always lecture me about?

- Yeah, the son of a bitch is just lucky.

He's obviously insane.

I mean, nobody could mutilate those girls

like he did and be normal.

- Nobody who kills
another person is normal,

but this guy is plenty smart.

- No, uh-uh, not smart. Lucky.

- Whatever made you go to a nut like that?

Jimmy would've killed him if
he hadn't finally spoken up.

- You're just uptight.

Theodore is a lot of fun.

You just can't take him seriously.

It's like astrology and esp.

You want to believe in it
completely, but you can't quite.

- I can't seem to shake this case.

I keep thinking about this
killer before I go to sleep.

I almost have him, but his
face never seems to appear.

Jimmy's pretty shook up, too.

And everybody's getting on our asses,

the precinct, the captain, city hall.

Oh, I don't know. I just don't know.

Gwen, aren't you ever afraid?

I mean, in your work, guys
with all kinds of hangups,

freaks who wanna ball you,
do all kinds of weird things.

- Danny, you're jealous.

- Come on, Gwen. You know I care for you.

It's just that you could get
hurt with all those guys.

I mean, do you have to do it with, uh...

- Danny, I've told you,
it's just business.

I'm not Lily-white. Who is nowadays?

But I don't go around
sleeping with frustrated

old men for money, either.

With me, it's strictly massage.

Besides, half the guys are people

even you'd feel sorry for.

Lonely guys from out of town,
working guys who live alone.

I get paid as much for being
a shrink as anything else.

And if there's trouble, you
can usually tell right off.

There's always the other girls
and the manager to yell for.

- Oh, good.

- Hey.
- Oh, yeah.

- Yeah. I'll make you a drink.

Sit down.

- Make mine a strong one, will ya?

You get what I give you.

Hey, listen.

How dangerous can it be when
you got your pants down, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- Mm-hmm.

This guy must really be
lucky to get away with it.

- Yeah, lucky.

Son of a bitch.

Ah, screw it.

- Not it. Me.

- Hold it, hold it.

- My last customer was a real freak.

No more weirdos for me. I've had it.

- Last night, when I saw my darling, ai...

You know ai, I've been going with him

for about three months... and I said,

"ai, you know you'll really miss

sticking it in all of those weird places.

After all, al, it's not as though

it's a thermometer or something."

Wouldn't you think that
one place would be enough?

- Mm, takes all kinds of things
to get my Sammy off, too.

Whipped cream, flavored yogurt.

I mean, anything that's
different, Sammy'll try.

The other night, we
went to see this movie,

- shaft's big score.
- Oh, now there's a dude

I can really go for.

I mean, he's not just a movie star.

He's sexy, you know?

- Yeah, sure, sue, a
guy who's got more than

a few inches is sexy to you.

- Right on.

- Anyway, Sammy and I go
out to see this picture

and then we go out to eat.

I have on and bagels.

Whoever thought up a
sandwich like on and bagels?

I mean, I never liked fish.

My mother was always
bitching I wouldn't eat any.

- She should see me now.
- Huh.

- So Sammy eats the corned
beef and Swiss on rye

with mustard, with a coke.

He's always drinking coke. Never coffee.

Said he never drank coffee in his life.

And would you believe
after he finished all that,

he had room for ice cream. Banana split.

I mean, he ordered a whole banana split.

And then he takes the
banana out of the bowl,

and he gets this look in his eye,

and he points the banana at my lap.

I mean, that's just a little, uh...

- Hey, Jimmy, come on.

It can't be all that bad.

Look, it's only a job.

We'll catch this nut,

there'll be another, and
another, and another.

Come on. Mangia, eat, eat. Come on.

- Eh, it just keeps bugging me.

He should have made a mistake.

- Hey, you're just uptight
'cause you're not getting any.

Well, this weekend, I'm gonna spend

every minute of it with Gwen.

- Sure, kid.

- Hey, all right.
- Hey, how you making out?

How you doing with those killings?

- Yeah, well, that's a zero so far.

I don't know. Pieces
just don't seem to fit.

- There's gotta be a pattern somewhere.

He just couldn't come and
go without being noticed.

- Three girls in one
week, he's really moving.

That last one was a doozy.

She was smashed and broken up.

- Well, this weekend, - phew.

- I'm gonna forget all my trouble.

- He wasn't planning to act out the sins,

but merely to catalog them
as the epitome of evil.

What I told her is what I must repeat

all too frequently in a
world that demands absolutes.

What I told her is god's own message

as revealed not by scripture,

but by lessons of life as it is.

You have been told before,
but you must be told again.

The most important lessons
are never too often heard.

The cardinal sins.

Now, they are not the
most grievous of sins.

Nor are they the greatest, or
the most severe of all sins.

Rather, they are the sins

that we must face directly in our lives.

These seven deadly sins
are the most simple ones.

But they are the ones that will lead us

directly to the horrors of hell.

From these acts do spring
the sources of murder,

of rape, of false gods, of sacrilege.

They shall burn forever and ever,

they who commit the seven
deadly sins and do not repent.

They shall not see the face of god.

But shall they eternally
host Satan's pain,

the seven deadly sins.

Pride. And the devil did
go in for his darling sin

in the pride that apes humility.

Envy. Envy is a
hissing heart from hell.

Anger. Anger must be bathed in
the sword of god's ablution.

Lust - that's it!

The guy's a religious nut!

- Hey, I thought Sunday
was the day of rest.

- Ifinished resting. He's
sending these girls to hell!

- What?
- We're going to a bookstore.

I'll tell you on the
way. Come on, let's go.

The seven deadly sins: Pride, envy, anger,

lust, gluttony, avarice and sloth.

I don't know what the
hell half these sins are,

but our boy does.

The names of the parlors
relate to the sins.

Pride is Venus paradise, huh?

- Envy, envy, yeah, sure.
- Yeah.

- Everybody's envy. Number three, anger.

The mad hatter. I got it!

I finally got this sucker.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Yeah, I remember a couple
days ago, you had a big idea

about the killer working his
way south and west across town.

- Then it was the astrologer.
- I can feel it, Danny.

He's gonna try some place with a name

that has to do with avarice, or sloth,

or gluttony, or lust next.

- Yeah, right.

- Gwen!
- Now, what the hell

does she have to do with the sins?

- Holy mackerel!

- Hey, where the hell are you going?

Rosie's roommate?

Okay, inspector.

Look, goldberg at headquarters is pulling

all the parlors that are linked to names

having any of the sins in them.

Yeah, right, inspector. Right.

Okay. In 10 minutes, they'll
have a man in each place.

Hey, one of those joints
is two blocks from here.

Come on, we can make it over
there before a patrol car.

Come on, we'll tell 'em
to close up business

'til a cop gets there. Come on, come on!

King midas, let's go!

Jeez.

Look, I know how you feel, kid.

I mean... I understand.

I mean, I've been through this.

I've seen it quite a few times.

Hey, you really look bad.

Come on, let me buy you a quick drink.

- Shall I take my top off?

- Of course.

- Do you want it?
- Oh.

- It's yours.

I want you to put it inside of you.

All of it.

- Okay, beautiful.

You wanna watch?

Oh. I've never seen so much money.

- I want you to want the money.

Oh, I do, I do.

- Show me how much you want the money.

- I do want it, I do.

You devil!

- Help! Help!