All language subtitles for Delirium.1979.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

(Suspenseful music)

(Engine rumbling)

(Dramatic music)

(Solemn music)

-Jenny?

Jenny?

Are you alone?

(Woman screaming)

(Dramatic music)

(Siren wailing)

(Chattering on police radio)

- Well, what have we got, wallerman?

- Better go see for yourself.

It's up on three.

- Hello, Paul.

- Busy night tonight?
- Aren't they all?

What we got?

- Well, take a look.

(Camera clicks)

- Oh, shit.

That's pretty grim.

- Sure is.

- Who's the girl?
- Her roommate.

Her name's Susan norcross.

- Did you get anything out of her?

- No.

- I figured I'd wait until
you two get down here.

This one's all yours.

- Larry, I want you to go over

and see if you can calm her down.

We're gonna need her for
some questions after a while.

-Are you all right?

- Do you have to leave
her hanging like that?

Can't you take her down?

- I'm sorry, miss, but we need to get

as much detailed information as possible.

Photographers will be done soon.

- I want this whole damn
apartment dusted for prints.

- I'll get right to it, sir.

- Larry?

Here's where they must've started.

- Yeah, look at this.

Undennear's not torn.

Looks like she took 'em off herself.

- She must have been in one
hell of a hurry to get dressed.

- Medical examiner's finished.

He's taking the body down now.

- Oh, were you able to get any prints?

- They're on the way to the lab.

- Let's go see if we can
talk to the girl now.

(Solemn music)

(Susan crying)

I'm very sorry about your roommate.

It'd be a big help if you could give us

as many details about
her as you can remember.

- Her name's Jennifer Thompson.

She moved in here about three months ago.

- Do you have any idea
who she was with tonight?

- He said his name was Charlie.

He was up at my boss's
office the other day,

looking for a job or something.

Then we ran into him tonight.

- Go on, miss.
- I said hello.

We talked for a while
about my boss, and...

Then I introduced him to Jenny.

Well, they seem to hit it right off,

and they were talking and
dancing and everything.

Later on, Jenny came up to me and asked me

if I mind finding another
ride home, and I said no.

And she left with that guy.

- Miss norcross, can you
describe this man for us?

- He's about six feet tall.

Dark hair.

I guess he's about 25.

- Can you tell us anything else?

- You could check with my boss.

He's got the guy's application.

- How can we get a hold of your boss?

- Oh, he lives out in the county.

Mr. Donald Andrews,
he's in the phone book.

- I'll phone this in.

I'll be right back.

- Do you have a friend or relative

you'd like to stay with tonight?

- I have a friend that lives upstairs

I could probably stay with.

- Wilson and Ivy are gonna go out

and talk to this Mr. Andrews.

They'll call us if they get anything.

Well, miss norcross,
I'm wondering if you'd

look around the apartment and
see if anything's missing.

- Jenny's purse is missing.

Probably has her keys too.

(Tense music)

(Woman screaming)

(Suspenseful music)

(Woman crying)

(Dramatic music)

(Alarm buzzing)

- Good morning.

How you feeling?

Did you get any sleep at all last night?

- I gotta get moving.

Just have to call my boss and
tell him I'm not coming in.

(Water running)

(Phone ringing)

- Hello.

- Miss norcross?

Yeah, this is detective mead.

Listen, I called because we'd like for you

to come down to the
station today, if you can.

- Can I come down around noon?

-All right, well it's
the detective bureau,

12th and Clark, fourth floor.

That's right.

Okay, we'll see you then.

(Eerie music)

(Explosion booming)

- [Man] Incoming!

(Explosion booming)

(Man shouting)

(Gunshots banging)

(Birds chirping)

(Car engine starting)

- Hey, that's my car!

(Engine roaring)
(Tires squealing)

Bring back my car!

- Thanks.

Where you headed?

Something wrong?

(Tense music)

(Tires screeching)

- [Woman] What's wrong?

Charlie?

What's the matter with you?

What are you doing?!

Charlie!

Charlie, you're crazy!!

(Woman screaming)

(Horn honking) (Tires squealing)

(Birds chirping)

(Machines whirring)
(People chattering)

- Well, Larry, I told you
that broad wasn't right.

Hell, the coroner says
she wasn't even laid.

What did Wilson and Ivy
get from Mr. Andrews?

- Oh, he wasn't much help.

Said this guy came in and the
other day to apply for a job.

He didn't have any references,

so he didn't even keep him around.

Didn't bother to have him
fill out an application.

- You mean he just
walked in and walked out?

- That's what they gave me.

- Well, maybe he's one of those weirdos

that goes around office buildings
sizing up all the broads.

Hey, why not check on vice?

See if they got something
that might fit him.

- Hey, look at this.

Remember Peter Sykes?

- Oh, hell yes.

Let's see, we had that guy tied on about

five robberies and two murders.

What's he up to now?

- He's up to getting buried.

Found the son of a bitch in
the Mississippi last night.

Suicide.

- Horseshit, Sykes a suicide?

Come on!

That guy pulled more fuckin' string

than a dozen puppet shows
to beat all those raps.

He wouldn't kill himself after all that.

- Well, there wasn't anything
on him to change the verdict.

We found his car parked
down near the east bridge,

and he even had a note on the dashboard.

See what you can find.

- Man, I wish our friend Charlie

would go out and kill himself.

Save us one hell of a lot of work.

(Waves lapping)

- Do you know you almost
got us killed out there?

Are you okay?

Well, I'm going for a swim.

- [Woman] What's wrong?

(Tense music)

Charlie?

What's the matter with you?

- Come on in, the water's nice.

What's wrong, can't you swim?

Are you ashamed of your birthday suit?

- [Woman] Hey, don't
worry about it, Charlie.

It happens to the best of men.

It's okay.

Oh, sure, I'm gonna tell everyone I know

that you can't get it up.

(Suspenseful music)

(Woman screaming)

(Waves lapping)

- Hey Tom, look!

- Mom, dad!

Look out there!

- (Indistinct) Strip search.

Do you have the license number, son?

I'll have a car drop
over and (indistinct).

- Hey Romeo, julietjust walked in.

- Oh.

- Have any trouble getting the day off?

- No.
- Let me get you a chair.

- Thanks for coming down.

We really appreciate it.

We notified your roommate's
parents last night.

- Are they all right?

- They took it pretty tough.

And we still haven't
got anything on her car.

This Charlie character,
absolutely nothing.

Incidentally, your boss wasn't much help.

- I thought he had an
application from the guy.

- He told us the man didn't
even have any references,

so he didn't even bother
having him fill one out.

- Well, this guy really
wasn't in Mr. Andrew's office

long enough for an
interview, but he was in

a good mood when he left it.

It doesn't make sense, does it?

- Well, we're going over
again this afternoon

and had another talk with him.

You know, our men got him
out of bed last night.

- Do you feel up to
looking at some mugshots?

- Hey Parker.

Take miss norcross down to identification.

(People chattering)
(Phone ringing)

- We'll see you later, okay?
- Okay.

- What are you gonna do, adopt her?

- That's not a bad idea.

- Come on.

Let's pay a visit to her boss.

- Send them in.

- Mr. Andrew.

I'm detective sergeant Paul dollinger.

This is my partner, Larry mead.

- How you do.

- Won't you sit down?
- Thank you.

- [Andrews] Would you
like a cup of coffee?

- [Paul] No thanks, I've had plenty.

- What can I do for you?

- Well, we know you've already
had to answer some questions.

- Yes, in the middle of the
night, as a matter of fact.

- Well, sir, I'm very sorry
for that inconvenience,

but we were hoping that
since you had some time

to think it over, that you
just might recall something.

- No, I told those officers
last night everything I know.

As a matter of fact, I
spent the rest of the night

trying to think of something.

- And this man didn't have any references?

- None.

And I don't hire people
without references.

- But he did introduce himself.

- [Andrews] Yes.

- Do you remember what his
last name sounded like?

- No, he did mention a last
name, but I can't recall it.

I'm sorry I can't help you, but-

Mr. Andrews, we have one
hell of a brutal murder

on our hands.

I'm afraid the only lead we have

ends right here in this office.

- I've told you everything I know.

What more do you want from me?

- This man comes to you for a job.

You think enough of him
to get him an interview.

Yet all we get from you
is a goddamn first name.

- What the hell have I got to do with it?

- Look, a young woman was murdered.

The roommate of one of your secretaries.

And this man could very
well be the killer.

- Well, gentlemen, I'm
sorry that I can't help you.

But I'm really rather busy today.

I'll have to ask you to leave.

- If you remember
anything, you will call us.

- Oh yes, of course.

I'll call you.

(Door closes)

- Weren't you crowding him a bit?

- Oh, maybe.

I thought I could shake something loose.

- Oh, you think he's hiding something?

- I don't know.

But if he is, you and
I are gonna find out.

(Elevator dings)

- Let me talk to stern.

- [Stern] Stern.

- [Andrews] Listen, the police
were just here another time.

Now they get to Charlie
before you do and he talks.

- Look, I told you not to worry.

I'll take care of Charlie, just go about

your business as normal.

And remember we got a meeting tonight.

(Tense music)

(Knocking on door)

That fool Andrews.

He's afraid Charlie would
might talk to the police

if they get to him before we do

damn.

Was afraid something
like this might happen.

- You don't think Charlie would rat

on his old army buddies, now do you?

- Well, we both know what
Charlie's capable of.

He flipped out once before.

We don't know what he's going to do now.

- [Man] You think he'll show
for the meeting tonight?

(Stern sighs)

- I don't know.

I really don't know.

(Knocking on door).

Come in!

- The matter of Mr. Sykes, sir,
it's reached the newspaper.

- Good.

Very good.

Now we gotta find Charlie.

Mark, you get a man on
that, and both of you

- get things ready for tonight.
- Yes, sir.

- I only hope Charlie can avoid the cops

until we get to him.

- He's been doing that ever since

he got out of that hospital.

(Tense music) (Birds chirping)

(Horse neighing)

(Suspenseful music)

(Cow moos)

(Tense music)

(Cow moos)

(Tense music)

(Cat meows)

(Cat meowing)

- Hi, Freddy.

Hi, babe.

How you doing?

Yeah, good boy.

Good boy.

Guys hungry?

Hungry, huh, huh?

Yeah, good boy.

Hey, come here, boy.

Come here.

Come on, boy.

Come here.

Hey.

Who are you?

(Horse whinnies)

(Suspenseful music)

What do you want?

(Dramatic music)
(Woman screaming)

Stop!

(Woman screaming)

No!

(Woman screams) (Dramatic music)

(Dog barking)

- All right, gentlemen, we're
all here for the same purpose.

Let's get started.

- One minute, stern.

In the future, when you send
someone to me for money,

I don't want him coming to my office.

Since Charlie's last visit-

- oh, come on, Don.

Charlie was a fluke, an accident.

- Well, we can't afford to
have any more accidents.

Look, I've got a position to
maintain in this community.

So do you, so do all of us.

And I'm not going to have
my position destroyed

by one of your flukes.

- Look, Andrews.

I'm going to ask you to remember
that when you came to us

some time ago, you said you'd do anything,

absolutely anything, if we could correct

the injustice that you had suffered.

We took great risk to accomplish
that to your satisfaction.

- But why do we have to
let people like Charlie

into this organization?

- I agree.

No matter how right we know we are,

we really stick our necks out.

We don't need to hire men like him.

- What are we worried about?

We hired stern to take
care of everything else.

He'll take care of this too.

- Charlie was a good soldier.

Mistakes are made.

Now we can be more selective.

- Perhaps this would be a good time

to add more members to the council.

- No, no, I don't think
that's a good idea.

The more people we bring
in, the more people

know our operation.

- That was our intention
when we organized.

- When we hired stern, he assured us

he could control his men.

We didn't expect you to hire psychos.

We have no guarantee
this won't happen again.

- Why don't we give stern
a chance to do his job?

- Maybe he's not capable.

We can't afford mistakes like this!

-Are you suggesting replacing him?

- If we don't correct this problem now,

we may jeopardize everything
we've been working for.

- None of us can afford
to make any mistakes.

Charlie will not be a threat to any of us.

- I don't like it!

- Neither do any of us.

Why don't we just let
stern handle this matter?

- Wells, I promise you
that we'll get to Charlie

before the police do.

- But if-

- the discussion is ended.

Are we ready?

Good.

Bring the prisoner in.

(Slow drum beat)

Philip George willingham.

You have been charged here with the crimes

of rape and murder.

These same charges were made against you

in another court of law and dismissed.

We're here as a court of appeals to meet

our final and just judgment
for the benefit of all society.

Now gentlemen of the jury, you will note

a series of arrest on the accused.

(Suspenseful music)

Philip George willingham.,
how do you plead now?

- The accused pleads guilty.

We have his signed confession.

- You verified the information we have?

- Our sources have confirmed his identity

and his criminal record.

(Tense music)

- What of the sentence?

- Death.

As in the past, I've chosen the method

that I find the most appropriate.

The police will have ample evidence

to indicate that his death was a suicide.

Get him out of here.

Gentlemen, the meeting is over.

We have work to do.

- I think it's time we allowed Mr. Wells

to resign from the council.

And I'll take care of Andrews later.

(Birds chirping)

(Gear shift clicks)

(Explosion booming)

(People chattering)
(Typewriters clacking)

(Man sighs)

- Damn, I thought we'd
have had something by now.

- Yeah, vice couldn't
come up with a thing.

Miss norcross couldn't
make any of the mugshots.

- What about the sketch?

- Nah, too vague.

You still having vibrations or Andrews?

- I don't know.

I sure didn't like him
pushing his weight around.

- Miss norcross said he always
seemed all right to her.

- You mean the son of a bitch
never made a grab for her ass.

- Look, it's getting late.

I better get to the funeral,
it's in half an hour.

- And don't forget,
you're going to out there

on police business, not monkey business.

(Bell tolling) (Solemn music)

-Anything I can do?

- No thank you.

- You going back to work this afternoon?

- I have to.

I was gonna take the day off, but the boss

needs me to come in.

- Well, listen, I've got
about an hour to kill

before I'm due back at the office.

Why don't we go get some coffee?

-All right.

(Light piano music)

- You know, we found miss
Thompson's car down by the river.

Apparently it had run out of gas.

- Larry...

I've been thinking about
what my boss told you.

It just doesn't make sense.

I mean, when he ran into
Charlie the other night,

he was in too good a mood for someone

who'd just been turned down for a job.

- Susan, we went over Andrews' background

with a fine-tooth comb.

We just came up with a blank.

- Something seems strange to me.

- Well, why don't we change the subject?

Are you originally from St. Louis?

-All my life.

How about you?

- Well, I was born in Dallas, but my folks

came up here when I was just a kid.

- Do you like it here?

- I like my job.

- I gotta get back to work soon.

- Any new developments
on the spear killing?

- Yeah, I'm sorry, chief, we're nowhere.

We got a few things we're running down.

We're pushing a couple of weak leads,

but we don't even have a name.

- It's a tough one.

Anything develops, any
leads, keep me posted.

- Will do, chief.

(People chattering)

- Where you been?

- Oh, I took her for
coffee after the funeral.

Sorry I'm late.

- How'd it go?

- As well as can be expected, I guess.

- Well, we have got
ourselves another problem.

The sheriff of broadwater county called.

They found a woman floating in the river,

right in the same area where we found

the Thompson girl's car.

And guess what?

She'd been strangled.

- Oh no.

You know, Susan, she's still
not too sure about her boss.

- Neither am I.

You know, I think we
better have another talk

with Mr. Andrews.

That son of a bitch isn't
telling us everything he knows.

Come on, let's go.

(Solemn music) (Birds chirping)

- [Man] She's the enemy, now kill her!

(Tense music)

Kill them both.

Now, Charlie.

(Tense music)

(Baby crying)

(Woman crying)

That's the army, Charlie.

(Gunshots echoing)
(Baby and woman crying)

(Explosions booming)

You're a good soldier, Charlie.

(Bell tolls)

- Mr. Andrews?

Those two detectives are here to see you.

- Show them in.

I thought we were
through with all of this.

- Well, we have a few more questions,

we'd like you to answer 'em.

We haven't been able to
find one single person

who remembers seeing this guy before he

came into this building.

Why do you suppose he picked you

of all people to ask for a job?

- I'm running ads all the
time, looking for salesmen.

- Yet he never even called
you for an appointment.

He walked right in here and
you had time to talk to him.

- Look, is there something
you're trying to tell me?

Are you indicating-

- no, no, you'rejust
one of the few people

who have seen this man.

We'd appreciate it very
much if you'd take the time

to come down to the office
and go through some mugshots.

- I only saw him once, and
then for a very short time.

Besides, I...

There's no way I can get
away from the office today.

I'll see what I can do for tomorrow.

-All right.

We'll be in touch.

That guy is hiding something.

- Hey, listen.

Can you keep an eye on him for us?

- [Man on phone] Don't worry.

These visits are routine.

What was that?

- I don't know.

I'll call you back.

(Solemn music)

- Have you seen the bloomberg file?

- Should be in there.

- Oh, Mr. Anders, is something wrong?

- No, I just wanted this paper.

- Yeah, so what do you think?

- I think our friend Mr. Andrews

is not too interested
in cooperating with us.

- What are we doing next?

- I say we run Andrews
through the newspaper files

and see what we can find out there.

(Solemn music)

(Gunshots banging)

- [Man] Charlie, check it out.

(Gunshots banging)

Don't get too close, use your grenades!

(Gunshots banging)

(Explosion booming)

(Solemn music)

- Hi, Joe.

You want to have some fun?

I'll make you feel good.

(Light music)

Five dollar.

Okay, Charlie.

(Tense music)

What's the matter?

You shy, Charlie?

(Tense music)

What's the matter,
Charlie, you no like me?

No like women? (Laughing)

(Woman screaming) (Eerie music)

(People chattering)

- Here's the tear sheets you wanted.

We had to go back through three months

of files to find these.

- Thanks, honey.

I owe you one.

- Hey Paul, do you suppose Sykes had...

Hey Paul?

What, you got something?

- Hey, listen to this.

April 23rd, '78, Columbus, Ohio.

"Melissa Andrews, daughter
of local businessman

Donald Andrews, was found
murdered on the campus

of Ohio state university.

Miss Andrews, 18, a student at Ohio state,

was apparently raped and stabbed

while walking to her home
after evening classes.

Lieutenant Robert donaldson told reporters

that no suspects had been
arrested at this time.

Miss Andrews had attended ledu high,

was found majoring in speech..."

April 24th, '78, Columbus, Ohio.

"Police here today announced
the arrest of Louis bricker

in connection with the
murder of Melissa Andrews

of St. Louis.

Lieutenant Robert donaldson
in charge of the investigation

told reporters a search
of bricker's apartment

disclosed certain articles
having been identified

as belonging to miss Andrews.

Bricker, who is currently on parole

from Kentucky state penitentiary,

will be arraigned on June 2."

- Wanna bet?

"Murder suspect Louis bricker was released

from custody today.

Judge William Harper ruled
that evidence in the case

had been illegally obtained
from bricker's apartment.

As a result, all charges were dismissed

and there are no plans to refile."

What do you think about that?

- I don't know.

But I'm gonna find out.

This is dollinger in homicide.

Yeah, I want to talk
to the homicide bureau

in Columbus, Ohio, a lieutenant donaldson.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Well, maybe we finally got something, huh?

Oh, hello, lieutenant.

Paul dollinger.

Oh, just fine, just fine.

How are things up in Columbus?

Oh, good.

Hey, listen.

Last April, a St. Louis girl was murdered

out of Ohio state university,
a Melissa Andrews.

Do you remember it?

The last info we have in our files

is that the charges were dismissed

and the suspect was allowed to go free.

Anything new come up since then?

You're kidding.

Yeah, yeah.

Hey, well, thank you for your trouble.

Yeah, bye.

Bye.

Yeah, they never did refile
the charges against him.

He hung himself.

- Oh, not another one.
- Yup.

Detective donaldson said
they were surprised as hell.

Brecker left a note too, and
the coroner ruled it a suicide.

- Have you guys come up with
anything new on the Sykes case?

- Well, captain, we think we
may have just gotten something,

but we don't know what the hell it is yet.

- It seems our friend
Andrews had a daughter

who was murdered up in Ohio.

- So, what the hell does that mean to us?

- Well, the police had to
let their only suspect go

on a technicality.

Then they found him again last month.

Dead.

- Don't tell me another goddamn suicide.

- Hung himself.

And yes, he left a note too.

- Well, if this shit keeps
up, we can all go fishing.

Say, do you have any idea how
Andrews fits into all this?

Captain, I'm beginning to get some ideas,

but if I went to the da right now,

he'd throw me out on my ass.

But this son of a bitch Andrews is hiding

something from us, that I am sure of.

- Well, you better have some evidence.

- Say, remember those other
suicides the past couple months?

- Yeah, but we went over those in detail.

We came up empty-handed.

- That's right.

So let's have the coroner
go over those files

and see what the hell they can find.

(Tapping on window)

What have you got for us?

- I think you guys are
gonna like this one.

We found something that may link

all seven of your cases together.

- Hey, that's great.

Who's we?

- Dr. Albright himself
went over these cases.

Come on, I'll show you.

- Hi, Paul.
- Good to see you.

- Good to see you too.

- This is my partner, Larry mead.

- Larry, pleasure.

- Well, Jim's been telling
us that you may have

found something
interesting in these files.

- Yes, we've reviewed the case

and we do find that as a group,

they have something
unusual, and that is that

the stomach and upper intestinal tract

are all empty in these cases.

- How do you explain that?

- They haven't eaten.

- For how long?

- Well, as long as several days, possibly.

- Foul play?

- Well, it's possible,
but we can't be sure.

- Look, doc, we're talking
about seven known criminals,

six men and one woman, each of who died

in a very similar rundown condition.

Now, these deaths could be the result

of foul play, now couldn't they?

- [Albright] It could be.

- Well, at least it gives
us something to go on.

- I hope so.

(Birds chirping)

(Tense music)

(Woman humming)

(Tense music)

(Woman humming)

(Water running)

(Water splashing)

(Eerie music)

(Tense music)

(Can rattles)

(Tense music)

- Sherry?

I'm here with your groceries.

(Suspenseful music)

Sherry, are you home?

(Man shouting)

(Gunshot bangs)

(Woman screaming)

(Siren wailing)

- Boys, I pinned my badge
on damn near 25 years ago,

and I thought I'd seen
just about everything.

Paul, I'm beginning to pick up some of

the same vibrations you had earlier.

- Hell, maybe when we catch
this Charlie character,

he can tie it all together for us.

- Hey guys.

The sheriff in broadwater
county just called again.

They think they got your man.

He's dead.

- Dead?

Suicide?

- Not this time.

Some gal got him with a
shotgun in self-defense.

Sheriff said he fits the description.

A deputy's bringing over some prints.

- Now what do we do
with all these suicides?

- Why don't we just wait
for the prints to get here?

It may not be the guy we're looking for.

- Let's hope.

- Let me talk to stern.

We've got another problem.

- What?

They got Charlie?

- No, it's my secretary, Susan norcross.

I think she was listening to
our conversation this morning.

- How much do you think she heard?

- [Andrews] I don't know.

But she's in tight with
one of the detectives.

She might convince him
to look a little closer.

-All right.

You just keep cool.

Don't do anything, we'll take
care of things from this end.

- Stern, if this isn't handled right,

it could blow up in all of our faces.

- Every problem has a solution, Andrews.

I'll get back to you.

Our friend Andrews is beginning to panic.

He thinks his secretary
might have something on us.

- You think we should
ease off for a while?

- Hell no.

I put too much of myself
in this to stop now.

We've got to prove that we're capable

of solving his little problems.

Get rid of Susan norcross.

- Won't that cause Andrews to pull out?

Or maybe even go to the cops?

What, and be an accessory to murder?

No no.

He'll fear the police
for being implicated,

and he'll fear us even more.

- How can we kill the girl
without getting the police

even more suspicious?

- She still lives in the
same apartment, right?

Well, we'll make it look
like Charlie did it.

- Okay, thank you, bye bye.

Can I help you?

- Hi Susan.
- Oh, hi Larry.

- [Larry] I think we got Charlie.

- Oh, thank god.

- [Larry] We'll know for sure any minute.

We're waiting for a set of prints.

Hey, you never gave me an
answer about dinner tonight.

- Can we make it early?

- [Larry] Great, no problem.

I promise I'll have you home early.

Listen, I have to go.

- Okay.
- Bye.

- Hey Larry.

The prints match.

Here are the prints.

Looks like they got our man.

Listen to what came in from Washington.

His full name is private Charles Gunther.

He served two years in Vietnam.

The army gave him a medical discharge

to due to battle fatigue.

And he escaped from the
Illinois state mental hospital

over a year ago.

- I want you guys to
stay on those suicides.

Now that this case is ended,
you'll have plenty of time.

- Thanks a bunch.

(Light music)

- [Susan] That was the best dinner.

- It was a nice dinner, wasn't it?

- Company was nice too.

- Oh, thank you.

And we didn't talk about police
business once all evening.

- Mm, I forgot to tell you.

I listened in on one of my
boss's phone calls yesterday,

- what'd he have to say?

- I didn't hear very much, but some guy

was telling Mr. Andrews not to worry.

- Did you hear anything else?

- I had to hang up.

I think Mr. Andrews
knew I was listening in.

He came out of the office
and he was acting guilty

and everything and I was scared, so...

I didn't have a chance
to tell you till now.

- You have any idea who he was talking to?

- I didn't recognize voice.

- Now you're gonna get yourself in trouble

if you don't quit playing detective.

(Horn honks)

Well, I guess I better go meet Paul.

- Well, thank you for a nice evening.

- Thank you.

Good night.

- I'll call you tomorrow, okay?
- Okay.

Buh-bye.

(Man breathing heavily)

(Dramatic music)
(Susan screaming)

(Susan mumbling)

He's got a knife.

- Hey, the guy just went
down the back stairs.

- Now you wait here.

(Engine roaring)

(Tires screeching)

(Dramatic music)

You the driver?

- Yeah, but I never saw him.

I dunno where he...

What happened?

- Hey, don't worry, man, I
don't think was your fault.

- I thought you said it was
all over when Charlie was dead.

- Thought it was.

(Siren wailing)

(People chattering)

- He hasn't got a thing on him.

(People chattering)

- [Man on radio] Go ahead.

- You're not gonna like this, Paul.

This man tried to kill Susan.

He was waiting for her in her apartment

with a kitchen knife.

- It was loaded.

- Why the hell use a knife when you got

a loaded gun in your pocket?

- Paul, did he try to kill the roommate

of the girl who was murdered
here the other night?

Is there any connection
between the two incidents?

- I don't know yet.

- You know who he is?

- We get our story, you'll
get your story, okay?

All right.

I want and prints of pictures on my desk

the first thing in the morning.

- Okay, you got 'em.

- Could you tell me a little bit about

this phone conversation
you overheard yesterday?

- Mr. Andrews was talking to another man

about your being there.

Man told him not to worry.

I had to hang up.

I think Mr. Andrews
knew I was listening in.

- You know, I knew Andrews
fit in here somewhere.

Now if I can just figure out where.

Oh, miss norcross...

You are going into work
again tomorrow, aren't you?

- You think that's a good idea?

- Well...

If Andrews is involved in all of this,

it might make him a little suspicious

if she doesn't show up.

But if he is a part of this, is Susan

gonna be safe in that office?

- Yeah, but Andrews
wouldn't be that stupid

to try something in his office.

I mean after it all, he's supposed to be

a respectable businessman.

- Well, I was planning on going anyway,

I mean, before all this.

Maybe I can dig up some more clues.

- No, you just stay out of Andrews' way.

- Would you like for me to arrange to have

a policewoman sit with you tonight?

- Well, I think I can arrange something.

(Chattering on police radio)

- Yes, that would really
work great, uh-huh.

Oh, hold the line.

- Where's miss norcross?

- [Woman] She hasn't come
back from lunch yet, sir.

- Well, I'm going out for the afternoon.

Cancel the rest of my appointments.

- Okay, fine.

Uh-huh.

I've gotta run now.

Hey guys, for how much longer do I

get this royal escort service?

- Oh, it might just be for a long time.

- I'm here just to keep
him out of trouble.

- Hey, I'm late, I gotta get back to work.

- Well, remember to keep
an eye on Andrews, okay?

And I'll call you about five.

- Hey Larry, it's my
turn tonight, isn't it?

- Think you can handle it?

- Thanks for lunch.

Bye guys.

- Buh-bye.

- Stern, have you seen the newspaper?

- [Stern] Art filled me in, he was there.

That's unfortunate.

- Unfortunate?

What the hell are you doing?

He tried to kill my secretary.

I'll never get the police
out of my hair now.

- [Stern] The girl knows too much.

We anticipated her death
would be blamed on Charlie.

- The board didn't give you
the right to act as you please,

especially when it comes
to killing innocent people.

I demand that you call a meeting, now.

I'm on my way, stern.

(Tense music)

(Suspenseful music)

(Phone ringing)

- [Woman on phone] Police
department, third district.

- Homicide, please.
- One moment, please.

- [Simms] Homicide, Simms.

- Is detective mead in?

- [Simms] I'm sorry,
ma'am, he's out of service.

- How about detective dollinger?

- [Simms] They're both out of service.

Can I be of some help?

- This is Susan norcross.

Do you know what time they'll be back?

- [Simms] I expect them back any minute.

- Okay.

Would you tell them that
I'm down on the riverfront

on wharf street and that I think
I might've found something.

Tell 'em I'll call 'em
as soon as I can, okay?

(Tense music)

(Eerie music)

(Susan screams)

(Dramatic music) (Susan screams)

- 4428 to base.

- [Man on radio] Go ahead, 4428.

- 27 and 28 are in service.

Do you have anything for us?

- [Man on radio] About five minutes ago,

Susan norcross called,
said she was at wharf St.

And would call you again when she could.

Said she might've found something,
but she didn't say what.

- Who the hell does she think
she is, Angie Dickinson?

- I don't know.

She might be in trouble, though.

- Yeah, you're right.

Let's move.

(Siren wailing)

Dispatch, this is 4428,
can we have backup here

to meet us at wharf St. and Washington.

- This board simply cannot
allow certain individuals

to make decisions on their own.

- She was a threat to us.

I was trying to protect the organization.

- But you're talking about
killing an innocent girl.

Now, this organization was
formed to protect the innocent.

- This is something new and I are going

to have to work out between us.

- Susan!

- Speak of the devil.

This'll make things easier.

(Tense music)

- What do you mean?

What are you going to do with her?

- We have no choice.

- [Andrews] You're not going
to kill her, I won't permit it!

- You won't permit it?
- That's right.

- You won't permit it?

I'll tell you what you will permit.

That goes for all of you!

Sit down, Andrews!

Andrews!

- Stern, no!

(Gunshot bangs)

Sit down, you son of a bitch!

- Next.

(Sirens wailing)

Your friends?

Then you are worth more to me alive.

Mark, check out front.

(Tense music)

- Oh!

- I'll get us a car.

(Suspenseful music)

(Tires screeching)

- Get out!

Get outta the goddamn car!

(Tires squealing)

- Oh!

(Siren wailing)

Oh.

(Susan grunts)

(Siren wailing)

(Chattering on police radio)

- Okay, you guys cover the back.

(Suspenseful music)

(Tires squealing)
(Siren wailing)

(Gunshot bangs)

(Explosion booming)

(Solemn music)

(Tense music)

- Back!

- All right, fall back, do what he says!

- Get back or I'll blow
her into (indistinct)!

(Gunshots banging)

(Suspenseful music)

(Tense music)

(Suspenseful music)

(Tense music)

- Stern?

Are we trapped in here?

What's happening?

Answer me, damn you!

(Tense music)

- None of you leave this room.

(Men grunting)

(Gunshot bangs)

(Explosions booming)

(Tense music)

(Siren wailing)

(Gunshots banging)

Four, you and Terry lay
down a field of fire

for the choppers coming down.

Now, remember what I told you.

Keep your head low, keep your
butt low, and bust your ass.

Go for it.

(Solemn music)

(Gunshots banging)

Four, you and Terry lay
down a field of fire.

Forward now, 'cause the chopper's coming.

We need that cover.

Take it now.

(Gunshots banging)

Chopper comes in.

Bust your butts and make it, 'cause that's

where you gotta get outta here.

(Tense music)

(Gunshots banging)

Foufl

you and Terry need to cover for me!

Chopper's coming in now!

Here it is.

Remember what I taught you?

Move!

Here, here, here we are!

Come on!

Come here!

Come here!

Come here, you son of a bitch,
come here, don't leave us!

No!

Come back, you son of a bitch!

Come back!

(Solemn music)

Come back!

- What the hell is he doing?

- Son of a bitch is crazy!

(Solemn music)

(Gunshots banging)

(Stern mumbling)

(Slow, dramatic music)