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This is not a fairy tale.

Good morning!

I am 'The Greek Chorus',

an example of
seduction, personification of...

...the body and the
villain of suspense.

Now, come on... come on!

Take my hand and if you dare,

stick your sword to the hilt.

Are you ready for this?

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SEPTEMBER 199:47 AM

Ah, my boy. You're good with a whip.

You would have
impressed my former whipper.

Let's disappear. Can
drive to Salmon Creek.

Swim and swim for a couple of hours.

Before you take the bus to Sacramento.
- Achtung!

Didn't you forget something?
- What?

You have not completed your task.

I'm tired.
- Why is it called that?

Ach, verdammte
Englisch. Oh yeah. Bonus.

Yeah, asshole. Shut up
or keep your head down.

How much?

I am generous.

Come...

For the marriage sofa.

Didn't you forget something?

Come on hier. Come here, I said.

And another $100?
- Suddenly now. I'm busy.

11.03

See you Thursday,
Adolph. At the same time.

11.05

Hello, Gwendolyn.
- Alice, now you get a good ride.

Like I said.
- Oh jeez.

Wait a little. Maybe we
should talk about this first.

Wait a minute, Gwendolyn.

Wait! Oh God!

Jeez! Wait...

Sieg Heil! Sieg Heil!

11.06

WAR

You always have crazy ideas.
- That giant dildo was heavenly.

Go again when you drive by.
- I'm buying new toys in Frisco.

See you in two weeks. Hey.

Hey.

11.08

You have no business here. Especially
not for the bathroom.

Wasn't that clear?

No! Nay! Not in the tub!

The Schwartz parka is
dead. Catastrophically murdered.

What a cold and beautiful day!

The Harry fish is an
instrument of destruction.

But who unleashed that
untamed appetite?

Assassin Protagonist? He
can be bought with money.

Or an Ethiopian chef? He beats
his groin with devotion -

and take revenge on the
colonialist oppressors.

Or Limehouse. Daughter
of the Rising Sun.

The kamikaze of cunnilingus.

Or Father of the State
Paul. Husband, Punisher and Lover.

Always ready for
battle. Anywhere and anytime.

He chooses and compares partners.

Or was it Alice? Plymouth's
loveliest maiden.

A hazy spirit of passion, writhing
in a sea of??flesh.

And then there's
Gwendolyn. His skin black as snow.

Her hips like a cathedral.

And finally the intruder who slipped
into Schwartz's badezimmer -

and left behind a greedy
instrument of destruction.

That's where the suspects are.
But before the court decision -

we have to weigh everything
carefully.

2. OCTOBER 8.17

Can I help?
- No thanks.

Did the car break down?
- No, I'm just jogging.

You must be new here.
- I came to Miranda last night.

Are you a dancer? Stripper.
- Interpretive dance.

Do you want a ride?
- You have ulterior motives.

It doesn't matter here. I'm the
only police officer in the neighborhood.

Jump in. You are fit enough.

No thanks, I need exercise.

What's your name?
- Margo. Margo Winchester.

What is yours?
- Homer. Homer Johnson.

Hell!

8.19

How's it going?

Where are you going?

Hey! Do you have bad hearing?

I'll ask one more time.

Where are you going?
- To Miranda.

Do you want music?
- This is fine.

Are you staying in Miranda?
- I'm passing through.

Maybe I can make
you change your mind.

I do not believe.

It was "Satin Lady". Ninth
on the list this week.

Fasten your seat belts
and get ready for a good ride.

This is a shortcut.
- Yeah right.

Deuce!

Go to hell!

It was fun to feel.
- Mother in law!

I think you hurt the boy.

He is no longer in
pain. Walk to the road.

Let go.

Movement!

Why the hell did you
have to go so far?

You had already knocked him
down before you nailed him.

Karate makes a bad mark.

From what I've seen, you
know how to hold your own.

There is no doubt about it.

This is the headquarters. Where
does the teddy bear bone?

Go inside.

Don't delay.

To the car from that.

I guess he picked you
up where I left you.

Maybe you bullied him.

As a law enforcement officer, I know
you girls often cause trouble.

You run half naked.

The country guy was seen with the
asphalt princess an hour ago.

On the other hand, this may be an exception
in the case of Leonard Box.

That was his name.
He was a journeyman.

No doubt.

Nobody misses him. Except
maybe her daddy.

He didn't really care about the boy,
but he was the property of the uncle -

like his factory.

Olla has money. And
he spreads it to many.

He'll make sure
you grow old in prison.

What are you trying to say?
- You can look at it from another angle.

You can save a lot of paperwork
and trouble from the authorities.

He would be dead soon though. Leonard
was begging for trouble.

You can put the gun away already.
- Homer.

I didn't see everything. I
was driving to replace Summers.

He's an ice-cold. Doesn't
like modern gadgets like phones.

He hadn't been seen in
days, so I decided to go see him.

Then I saw you guys struggling
as I drove by.

Before I could get to you,
you fell off the cliff.

I thought you were gone.
That's one hell of a drop.

It can break your back.

I ran to the spot and saw Box lying
at the bottom of the canyon.

Then I saw you hanging from
a root. It had been close.

I got a rope from the
car and pulled you up.

I put you in the back
seat. You were pretty hysterical.

And it's no wonder.

Then I called Coroner Lou.

He had trouble getting the boy up -

so he asked a couple
of lumberjacks for help.

Lou inspected the boy's remains.

He was pronounced dead
at the scene. Back broken.

He had fallen from a height.

Did I forget something?
- Just a favor.

Let's talk about it at my place.

You're a complete bastard.
- What do they say about traveling?

Yes, the route operator
knows the other.

We can't go on like this forever.
- How come?

Not without variation.
- You are already unfaithful.

You'll never notice it.

Besides...

I can't afford to talk in my sleep.

Same goes for you, Homer.

Carefully. You broke my sunglasses.
- Sorry.

I don't know my own strength.

I think we forgot something.

Homer!

Winchester gets to know more than
just the long arm of the law.

A mountain castle where evil
and beauty alternated.

Where a gruesome
murder was committed.

Paul. The most likely suspect.

Jealousy, greed
and ambition as muses.

Margo. Goat-eyed
typesetting machine -

which all men would like to shoot
at the top of the hekuma.

Protagonist. A deadly flower.

He shares pain with everyone.

Ethiopian chef. A whirlwind
of passion and malice.

Almond-eyed Limehouse. Impressive
like Mao's sayings.

Her body like a golden river.

Alice. Maiden, lesbian and princess.

The patron of the
shrine. First mother.

Gwendolyn. The
champion of debauchery.

Like a husband to sweet Alice.

Homer. Afraid of ax and rope, but
saw a red light in the night.

And heard the bully's voice.

Leonard Box. A victim
of his own lust.

He got his punishment if
he murdered a Nazi wizard.

For one of these people committed
the most heinous murder.

But who?

Thank you, Alice.
- Sir?

Tuna bread and french fries included.

Thank you.
- Can't take it, Ken.

You're welcome.

Homer seems to get his month's
quota full again.

Are the sausages and eggs ready?
- Here, honey.

Get into the patrol car for that.
- Great.

Do you want to see my tits?
- Are you trying to bribe the police?

What are you staring at?
- As long as I look.

I take mouthfuls well.

I haven't had a bad blow job.

This will speed things up.

I guess Homer will get his
anointing early today.

Look how the girl's head bounces.

In less than half a minute.
- I'll let you off with a warning.

Get out now before I
remember I represent law and order.

Better give that warning.

Deuce. What the hell does
he think he's doing?

George, is that what our
tax dollars are used for?

Hey. Listen, Homer.

What's wrong with our law-abiding
village? Two kills in two days.

A big fish ripped Adolph
Schwartz's bones clean in the bathtub.

And some kid broke
Leonard Box's back.

Bullshit. The girl's
case was an accident.

Tell the truth, Homer. That
sounds pretty weird.

Hi, Rafe. The usual one?
- Yeah, but with toast.

I do not believe.
- Hey, Homer.

Rafe ordered the breakfast
special. Go to work.

Slave whip.

I heard that the girl who got involved
in the Box thing was quite a piece of shit.

Strange name too. Margo Winchester.
- Is that what we're talking about?

Why not?
- So what if I have nothing else to do?

Tell me all about
that Margo Winchester.

You know I like big
tits. Now I'm converted.

Margo has the most amazing
butt I've ever planed.

Do not get me wrong.
He has great pitchers.

The nipples are bigger
than other girls' tits.

But back to back. I got
him a four-pack yesterday.

Do you understand? It was insane.

Looks like you need some help.

True. Did you see the
sign in the window?

PLACE AVAILABLE

It's been there for two weeks.

I know one that would
sell a lot of hotdogs.

Or maybe you don't want
that sex machine near your man?

He gets my jam.

Would the little leftovers be okay now?
- Customers first.

I'll try to make an
appointment for you in the afternoon.

1.13

Why do you have to go so hard?
- You don't have all day.

The couple is beyond
the chasm of passion.

But does the image of a
neutered hunn shine on the lover's face?

Is the mystery
buried in the damp mud -

or is there a solution in front of
us? Katala's murder cries out for revenge.

21 OCTOBER 6.47

Come back soon.

Ham bread without mustard, potato
salad and turkey bread.

Hurry up, Clint.

They must be like honeydew melons.

Come again soon.

My goodness. Thank you, Rufus.

Where did all the customers
come from? Like I don't know.

See you when I get off work.

Double chili with mustard. No onion.
- Chili with mustard. No onion.

We know. Double chili
with mustard. No onion.

So.
- Homer is right. You bring customers.

Maybe it's my personality.

Hurry up with that sausage.

Isn't he awesome? I pay too
little, but he gets tips.

The girl has pretty big butts.
- Yeah, not funny.

Looks like this is going
to be a real hit.

Honey, I guess we should
double the nakki and hamburger order.

So. Can you think of anything else?

As long as you're not
lifting anything heavy.

You have been a great
help. Thanks for that.

It makes the time pass. Homer
is busy during the day.

What you are doing now? Do you
want to drive to get groceries?

I would like to go swimming. I found
a great spot on Salmon Creek.

The pond is deep and the
surroundings are beautiful.

I'd like to nail you sometime.

I've used that line
too. Just get your supplies.

1:39 p.m

What's the water like?

What's your rush? We
have enough time.

Come!

Get out of here!

Back to the reservation, Pocahontas!

It's quite red. You must
have fucked an Indian.

The murder is still unavenged. The
murderer still walks among us.

Will his eyes or
his feelings betray him?

The ecstasy of lust in
which he tries to bury his guilt.

Slender and active Paul. He
pushes himself into many crevices.

His hammer beats a
merciless rhythm against his prey -

but only satisfies his own thirst.

A golden treasure
lurks in his gaze -

which was plundered from the capital of
Christendom by the modern Visigoths.

Or Margo, the saucy
siren with her high chest gear.

Why is he here? She absorbs
men's powers at will.

Lust and desire combine into perfect
forms. She is a real superior.

Alice. Steady wife.

He shares the problems of everyday life
and the joys of union with his master.

Always faithful, even if a
fling with a dark lesbian -

sullied the sanctity
of the marital hekuma.

She teases men. He is a
glutton and has a sweet tooth.

Eating too much can also be
bad. Too bad she's a whore.

Or Homer. Former law
enforcement officer -

who likes sex pranks.

The bull of the bed arenas. Every
relationship is a real decathlon.

10 pornographically poignant efforts.

And Gwendolyn. The dark horse
of the assassination attempt.

The duo is now a double duo.
The quartet has become a trio.

Gwendolyn doesn't come between Paul
and Alice but goes off with them.

Everyone's mind full
of visions of Africa.

Did Gwendolyn open Pandora's Box too
much and unleash Othello's fury?

That's just the question.

Is malice lurking beneath
the seemingly innocent surface?

Rafe. Wild as a mountain
goat. Firm as the Rock of Gibraltar.

Ethiopian chef. The black sheep is
not always the leader of the flock.

Homer's busty little girl. Huhmar -

which crushed the gendarme's seed.

Leonard Box. The dead do not speak,
but should this stone be turned?

Limehouse. The heavenly gem of Japan.

Could he kill
again half an hour later?

Protagonist. The
bottomless pit of greed.

He sucks people's lives at
the behest of his master.

The only language the savage
understands is the fiery language of the cannon.

Now you have seen all the
victims of the tragic fall.

But who? When the murderer was
hiding in the primeval forest -

does she see the image of the dying
Teuton on her lover's face?

Or do the hekuma's
screams mix with raw memories?

OCTOBER 198:43 AM

Pull that head up, Fred.

Is it live now honey?

Is. Tie it up.

It's going to be a
great night, isn't it?

You seem to do well when
you open a new place.

Don't tell her, but I'm
going to surprise Margo.

He is very much looking forward to the evening.
Wait until you see what he's wearing.

Or it isn't.

I guess I'll be late for the
show. I was ordered to go to Heureka.

Evidence has been found that
Box, who raped Margo -

had connections with Adolph Schwartz.

Maybe it doesn't mean anything,
but you never know.

7:43 p.m

The tire burst. And again tonight.

Where is Alice?
- Left an hour ago.

Two more of these are
needed. They are in the back room.

Sorry. Mom called.
Uncle lost his leg.

Happy opening. There
are a lot of people here.

We need more shit.

Everyone has fun.
- Ask George to bring more beer.

Hi, Rafe. Where's your ax?

Bring him the axe.

Fuck it! Fuck it!

A jerk too.

Clothes off!
- Be quiet.

Thanks for the spontaneous
reception guys.

I was asked to speak, but
that's not my style.

Look at those bumpers.
- Put the coin in the jukebox.

Come here!

Come!

Come out.

Two for Rafe.

Take it easy, big boy.

Rafe wants an encore.

Call the blue
laws. Rafe is in a daze.

To whom?
- For Homer.

Only he has the firepower
to stop Rafe.

Bosh. Rafe is neat. He's having fun.

And shit. Use the secret
passage and go to the nearest phone.

I'll try to keep him under control
until you bring help.

I hate this hallway.

Fuck it! Fuck it!

Take your hand away.

Hands off!

Get off your ass, Rafe!

Hey! Rafe, put me down!

Let go!

Send Homer Johnson here at once.

Son of a bitch! I'll kill you!

Help! Please help!

Stop it!

The guys are coming.
- Let's get out of here!

I'm complaining, Rafe.

Rafe! Leave her alone!

Get your filthy dick out of me!

Help;

You hurt me!

You are too big! Stop it!

Cursed pig!

No worries. I came as soon
as I could. Do not Cry.

Rafe won't bother you anymore.

You've endured a lot.

Precautionary!

No! Put me down!

Rosebud... I'll save you.

Homer!

Homer! Oh God!

And so the brutal alliances
and brutal frauds continue -

and absorb persons into
the quicksand of ecstasy.

Into a whirlwind of fire,
pain and passion.

But where does the murderer
hide, masked from suspicion?

Remember the hints,
because there are no more of them.

Clear. I'm trying
to make it. 10 to 4.

You?

So I. Sweet little Alice.
- Which was least suspected.

Are you ready? Should have guessed.

That's why you slept with Homer.
- Guess again, murderer.

Our relationship was accidental.
- It's hard to believe.

But fuck it.

Only your death matters!

But why you?
- I'm the best of women!

Margo Winchester... You and
your round, muscular ass.

Let's see what it helps in
the fight to the death.

When did you realize my identity?
- Your identity? You are a whore.

Why are you attacking me now?
- I guess you think I'm stupid.

I know about rape. You
raped my lovely Paul.

When did I marry your husband? He is
a real ruipelo and an average stake.

Paul is innocent and silly like
a child. I can forgive that.

But his sexual prowess...
28 cents isn't the funniest.

Yesterday, when we lay
satisfied, he said your name in his sleep.

Margo Winchester... She
said your stupid crap name.

Even though she was
still inside my beautiful body.

Here you are. Now who does the
title of real woman belong to?

Large pectoral muscles.

Shit.

Paul has a weakness for women.

He is the victim. Not
weaker or stronger than other men.

There it is.

Remember this: No one
plays with my husband's emotions.

I have always protected him..Even
from that hideous gay, Adolph.

Why is it so important to you that Schwartz
fooled around with your husband?

Because he was my father.
- Your father?

Then your maiden name was Schwartz.
- And shit.

My real name is Eva Braun
Junior. Adolf Hitler and his -

bastard child of his
linen-headed mistress.

What about the burnt bodies found
near the F�hrer's bunker?

Mother sacrificed herself for the
motherland. He was getting old too.

He knew that father
liked young girls and incest.

That's where I came into the picture.

I'm wasting my
time. Where is that knife?

What about the destruction of
Berlin? The Nazis ran away like rats.

Here it is.
- The end of the Third Reich.

Hey, wait! Shit.

What about the crushing
evidence of the Russians?

Fuck the Russians!

Nobody likes to fail. But
enough history for now.

I nailed my own
father to save my marriage.

So. And dad and I never went to bed.

She liked young boys, and Paul is
mine. I tried to be tolerant -

but Paul couldn't do
anything after the evening sessions.

Paul did it for daddy's
dirty money -

which he took from the Jews.

Dad paid Paul to satisfy
his loose body.

Forced Paul to marry him.

We financed the bar with Nazi gold.

And not with canteen profits.

Father deserved to die, that pig.

The pieces are starting to fit
together. The matter is complicated.

The secret of Eva
Braun Junior dies with you.

You're still eating
your words, asshole!

You will soon be on
your way to old age.

Prepare to face my revenge.

Revenge only adds to the evil caused
by Adolf Hitler's madness.

I, Margo Winchester, will force
you to your knees again!

That's bullshit!

That's better.

It was only a matter
of time. Or willpower.

Rosebud... I'm still
figuring this out.

A rising crescendo of debauchery.

But that's just a
prelude to what's to come.

My truck driver friend
likes sex toys.

He brought a new thing last week
that I've been wanting to try.

According to Gwendolyn, it offers
the best of both worlds.

If you understand what he means.

The bed has its own history.

It belonged to a girl named Vixen.

Winchester... Voil�!

Paul? Why?
- Because you murdered Mr. Schwartz.

Adolf parka. He was so misunderstood.

He was condemned because he tried to cleanse
the world of promiscuous children.

You hurt me, Paul.
- Alice. The perfect wife.

You always wanted to fulfill
my needs. Sweet little Alice.

So beautiful, but so selfish.

You wanted my amazing
member all to yourself.

Give me the gun here, Paul.
- And you. You are the same.

Like all women.

Selfish and self-centered. You
wanted my lithe body for yourself.

You deserve to die too, bitch!

It hurt.

You hurt my Pauline, whore.
- In your fields or I'll knock your stern off.

One wrong move and you're both gone.

Society has a suitable place
for people like you.

You and your big tits and fat ass!

DECEMBER 199.19 AFTER SCREENING 1

Chief Constable,
with your sense of duty -

and defying the dangers -

you have earned my admiration
and gratitude.

It was a pleasure, Chief.
- Can I shake your hand?

Unfortunately, your work for
society is a thankless toil.

I ask you once again to throw
yourself into action -

and you deliver a coup d'etat
to another parasite -

that pollutes our population.

The unsuspecting people we protect.

I know that your
education, your strong sense of duty -

and your professional
pride will serve you well. Bless...

And God bless you.

Was there anything else, Chief?

Let's meet at the Palace Bar
at a quarter past eight.

Equally.

The net is torn. A
fly caught by a spider.

Now leave me to my private pleasures.

You have come a long way.

Think of those whose
lives and deaths my story told.

Rafe. A raw giant.

A victim of alcohol.

Homer Johnson. The
long grip of the law.

Rehti in his own twisted way.

The stained
insignia has been cleaned.

Alice. Sweet little Alice.

Otherwise known as Eva Braun Junior.

What a cunning woman.

A two-legged mare that
was ridden fiercely.

Paul. Paul Renard.

Fantastic.

A fox chasing its own tail.

Autofellatio is its own reward.

And Margo. Margo Winchester.

No mountain was too
high, and no stream too wide.

No way too difficult.

God, I'm tripping!

Winchester! Homer! Alice!

AFTER SCREENING 3 SANITATION
IN BAVARIA

Jerk! I forbade
playing that record anymore!

Jawohl, Martin.

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