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-Yuki, later. Later.
Thank you.
[Laughter]
All right, you know it's that time of year again.
It's the time when, normally, we'd be getting the Winnebago
down off blocks and driving 140 miles
out into the countryside
to the Medieval Renaissance "Faire-y."
They always spell it "F-A-I-R-E,"
which is where somebody bulldozed a soybean field
so we can watch buxom girls in flouncy dresses
call each other "bawdy wenches" while playing the lute
while we munch on an authentic
weasel-on-a-stick shish kebab treat.
-Mm-mm. -You probably have your favorite part
of the Renaissance Faire, just like I do.
Maybe it's those fabulous strolling minstrels in elf hats
playing the mandolin with their elbows
and singing songs never before heard
outside the public library.
We had a few of those in "The Love Witch."
Remember, the whole movie gets interrupted
so everybody can geek out at the Renaissance Faire?
Or, maybe you like the guys who dress up in wimp armor.
You know, it's not the real stuff
that weighs 940 pounds,
it's this Frederick's-of-Hollywood armor
that's made out of chicken wire and papier-mâché.
And they run around with cardboard swords
whacking each other over the head
while people in Bermuda shorts
that drove in from Wauwatosa, Wisconsin,
holding Fudgsicles in their hand stand around yelling,
"Knock him on his rear end!"
You know, another thing --
Remember when you were in elementary school,
and they forced you to learn how to play the "recorder"?
That thing that's more complicated than a kazoo,
but it's not quite a clarinet?
And remember how, after you practiced on it
for about eight weeks, you invited the parents
to the school to hear you make the sound
of sixty terrified sewer rats being run over by a steamroller?
And remember how, after you got home that night, you said,
"Mom, how come the only place anybody plays the recorder
is, um, third grade?"
And remember how your mom could never answer that question?
Well, now we have the answer.
There's 17,000 people playing the recorder
at the Renaissance Faire!
And not only that, but they still sound like
sewer rats being run over by a steamroller.
Darcy, you're a Renaissance Faire devotee
from way back, right?
-I am, yeah. -You do that.
Did any of your favorite Renaissance Faires
go out of business during the crisis?
-They did, yeah.
-Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
Darcy the Mail Girl, ladies and gentlemen,
here to help guide us through the pop culture
political minefield.
Am I offending anybody so far, Darcy?
-I think you're okay. -I'm okay.
-As of now. -[Stammers]
Am I offending the Renaissance Faire people?
-Oh, God, you're right. -[Laughs]
-Damage control. [Laughs]
-Darcy is here for your Tweets, your direct messages,
your emails, your phone calls.
Darcy, have you ever taken a phone call in your entire life?
Did you know that your phone can be used for phone calls?
-I'm ignoring you.[Laughter]
-But seriously, what's the demographic
on, um, people who go to the Renaissance Fairs all the time?
Where do they come from?
Are you born this way, or do you grow up saying,
"I can't wait till I'm old enough
to put on a frilly shirt and some pantaloons
and juggle bowling balls while balancing on a beach ball"?
Or is it something that happens later in life?
You know, you wake up one morning.
Your brain has been scrambled during the night,
and you're thinking, "You know what?
I've always wanted to dress up like a deaf-mute beggar
and go around pulling on the pants legs of tourists and" --
You know what I'm talking about?
They hire these people to be scenery.
So, if you were in New York City,
you'd see these people, and you'd say,
"Why can't they get these crackheads off the streets?"
But you're out in the country at the Renaissance Faire and --
what you say is, "Isn't that cute?
A crackhead from the 16th century!"
But, of course, everyone's favorite part
of the Medieval Renaissance Faire
comes at the end of the day,
when all the buxom girls
and the guys with the cardboard swords link arms,
and they sing the Simon & Garfunkel version
of "Scarborough Fair."
You know that song that's just a list of herbs and spices?
"Parsley, sage, strawberries, and wine"?
Something like that. Or maybe --
"Celery, beige berries, and lime."
Anyway, it's a song about stuff you put on food,
and when they get to the end of it,
they're all teary-eyed from the food.
You know what'd be better?
They should have a few of those guys dressed up
in spaghetti-strap, fishnet armor,
take their wicked lances, and plunge 'em right directly
into the stomachs of everybody playing a recorder
while they're performing "Scarborough Fair."
That would -- Turn it into Renaissance Zombie Apocalypse!
I actually think that would be more historically authentic.
'Cause the average lifespan of people in medieval times
was, like, 28, you know?
It ma-- A-And it'd sure make the singin' sound better.
Just a suggestion.
And speaking of people that should be set on fire
and dropped off a ten-story building,
we're moving on to "Maniac Cop 2."
And I know this is gonna be hard to believe,
but it's even better than "Maniac Cop Uno."
And I think Bill Lustig, the director,
will agree with me on that.
We're about to find out when he joins me later on.
Uh, and, um -- But, anyway, in case you thought
Matt Cordell was dead at the bottom of the East River
with a giant steel girder through his chest,
I should point out that Larry Cohen's script
made it clear that he was legally dead
but not reallydead.
He came up with a plot formula that allows zombie-ism
without using actual zombies.
So, one way or another, the Maniac Cop survived that injury,
and now, he's once again roaming the streets of New York,
like Jason with a badge,
twistin' the necks off innocent people,
making the cops look like serial killers --
and this time, he has friends.
Officer Stir-Fry Face Cordell
moves in with the city's most successful killer
of topless dancers -- a beardo geek
played by Leo Rossi.
And together, these guys are like a couple
of goofy cannibals.
Cagney and Gacy, you know?
[Laughter]Of course, nobody believes
Cordell is really alive --
except for Laurene Landon, better known as "Hundra" --
better known as Christian Brando's girlfriend.
Anybody remember Christian Brando?
One of Marlon Brando's eleven children
and the one who went on trial for murder with --
Laurene was sittin' on the front row every day
giving him emotional support.
But, of course, we know Laurene as Bruce Campbell's girlfriend.
So, I won't give away what happens to Laurene
and Bruce this time, except it involves shrinks and chainsaws.
The shrink is played by Claudia Christian --
ble-- best remembered as the stripper in, uh, "The Hidden."
Although, she keeps all her clothes on
in this flick, un-- unfortunately.
Actually, she's probably better known for "Babylon 5,"
but that was later.
And, um, she's teamed up with the pock-faced Robert Davi,
the greatest bad guy ever.
I'm a huge Robert Davi fan.
He's playing a good cop who acts like a bad cop,
which is actually the same thing.
But Robert is very "film noir" in this movie.
He even wears the fedora and everything. [Laughs]
In other words, it's one of those Larry Cohen scripts
that's got a whole lot of plot gettin' in the way of the story,
but it's directed, once again, by William "Maniac" Lustig,
who outdid himself in this flick.
There is one high-speed motor vehicle chase scene
that might be the best one ever filmed.
So, let me gi--
Let me give you just one statistic
that indicates where we're going with this movie.
This movie employed 48 --
count 'em, 48 -- stunt players.
So, let's look at those drive-in totals and kick this baby off.
We have 31 dead bodies,
eight breasts, stiletto through the back,
shotgun to the face,
neck-snappin', cop on a meathook,
two motor vehicle chases with five crashes,
three guys set on fire, Kung Fu, Chainsaw Fu,
Convenience Store Fu.
Drive-In Academy Award nominations for --
Laurene Landon as the cop with a chainsaw
for saying "Ya can't kill the dead!"
And, "I have no reason to kill him -- I love him!"
Robert Davi as the tough cop for saying,
"I shot him before he shot me."
The great Charles Napier, as a TV host for saying,
"When it comes time for your execution,
you can't con Con Edison!"
Uh, Leo Rossi as the sleazoid serial killer for saying,
"You're the prettiest one in my collection so far."
And, "You know, I feel like I'm a crusader
against the whores of the world."
Claudia Christian as the cop shrink for saying,
"Shooting Cordell is only good for gettin' his attention."
And William Lustig, the director,
who did his usual excellent job.
Larry Cohen, the writer, for lines like,
"There's a piece of Cordell in every cop."
And, "There's only that much difference between a cop
and a maniac cop."
And, of course, Robert Z'Dar, who does it again
as the Maniac Cop his ownself.
Four stars.
Best movie of the year 1990,
one of the best of the whole decade.
Joe Bob says, "Check it out."
♪♪
And the reason I remember that Christian Brando trial
is, um, Marlon Brando took the stand...
and he started speaking French on the stand. [Laughs]
'Cause one of his other children was raised in Tahiti,
and, uh, her family was there
because it was her boyfriend that got killed by a gunshot
that may or may not have been intentional
but was hel -- the gun was in the hand of Christian Brando
at the time of the gunshot.
But anyway, the judge was kind of confused
that Marlon Brando started speaking French
in the courtroom,
but since he was directly addressing
the French-speaking family from Polynesia,
he kind of just let him go.
And I guess that's because --
You know, who goes to work one day
and finds Marlon Brando sitting in his witness stand
wanting to talk French?
So, you just kinda wanna let him talk.
So, anyway, it was one of those L.A. trials
where everybody s--
Everybody seems to be lyin', like, all the time, you know?
And, um, actually, what we should do --
We should have Laurene explain it.
'Cause Laurene could come on the show.
She's all over our Twitter. Right, Darcy?
-She is, and she's so sweet. -She --
Yeah, she talks to us all the time.
Well, I -- You know, I asked Bruce Campbell
how she was in bed.
We should ask her how Bruce Campbell was in bed.
-We will not be doing that.
-We won't? -We will not.
-Okay.[Laughter]
♪♪
[Tires screech]
♪♪
-Hold on a sec. Let me call for back-up!
[Car door slams]This is Car 4604 requesting a backup.
Pier 14.
[Axe slamming]
[Slamming continues]
-Rgh! Gah!
Guh!
♪♪
[Gunshot]
-Let him go, Cordell!
-Ugh -- Oh!
-Ah!
-Teresa, get these cuffs off.
-The keys -- -[Grunts]
♪♪
[Gun cocks]-Hold it there!
♪♪
-[Grunts]
♪♪
Yagh!
Ack!
[Sirens wailing]
♪♪
[Engine turns over, revs]
♪♪
-Augh!
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-Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!
♪♪
-Whoa!
Whoaaaaaaa!
♪♪
♪♪
[Seagulls squawking]
♪♪
♪♪
-♪ Brass button, blue coat ♪
♪ Cannot catch a nanny goat ♪
[Laughter]
[Laughter fades]
[Distant car horn honks]
♪♪
-[Singing indistinctly]
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[Whips snapping]
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[Indistinct singing continues]
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[Water lapping]
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[Knocks on metal]
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[Engine turns over, revs]
[Tires squeal]
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[Car horn honks]
[Buzzer buzzes]
[Distant car horns honking]
[Passing engine rumbles]
[Page flutters]
[Page flutters]
-[Foreign accent] And what can I do for you?
-[Sniffs]
[Gun cocks]
Figure it out.
-I got no money.
I-It all goes down that slot into a safe!
I don't know the combination. [Chuckles nervously]
Eh, th-- the boss don't trust me.
-[Over radio] In the 22 Precinct, we got a 10-30 in progress.
Silent alarm at Julio's Bodega at 725 14th Street.
-This one's for us.
-Shit. -22-Adam responding.
[Tires squealing][Sirens wailing]
-I needthe money.
[Cash register ticks, dings]
-Look! No money!
Take merchandise!
Anything you want in the store!
Dios mío! -And that's gonna be you
all over the walls in a minute!
[Chuckles]
So, when does your boss come in to open up the safe, huh?
-Uh, s-s-s-six.
[Stammers] 6:30.
-I'll wait. -Okay.
-But you don't have to hang around.
Why don't you try running for the door, huh?
-No.
-No it's o-- it's okay.
I-I stay.
-[Laughs]
Hey.
Hey, l-- let's open up some lotto tickets, huh?
-Sure. Sure, si.
[Coins jingle]Okay.
-[Laughs] Maybe I'll be a winner.
-Okay. -I feel lucky!
-Nada. Mira.
Nothing. -Well, keep going!
-Okay.
[Both breathing heavily]Nothing again.
We'll --We'll go through the whole bunch, huh?
-Okay.
Nothing.
Nada.
-You know, I think you're lying!
-No!
I'm calling them the way they're coming up!
-Que? -Nothing. Nada.
-No I think I'm a winner.
-I'm telling you!
-Eh, n--
Holy shit.
Ay, Dios mío!
Mira.
5,000 bucks!
5,000 bucks. -Huh?
-You won 5,000 bucks!
-[Laughing]
♪♪
-Thank God you got here!
[Laughing continuously]
♪♪
[Laughing hysterically]
♪♪
-Gagh!
-Can you believe it? The fucker just won 5,000 bucks!
I mean, I guess he don't win it.
I guess I win it, eh?
[Laughing]
Like they say, eh?
Goodness is its own reward, eh?
[Laughing]
Augh!
[Body thuds][Object clatters]
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-[Groans] No!
[Whimpers]
♪♪
W-What for?
[Groaning]
[Sirens wailing]
♪♪
-Hey! Hold it right there!
-Drop it! Now!
-No! -Put the gun down!
-It wasn't me, man!
[Gun cocks][Stammers]
-Put it down, man! -It was one of you!
[Indistinct chatter]
-Hey, call an ambulance, will ya?
-Get a broom. Look at this.
♪♪
-Hey, Frankie, get on the horn on this.
Come on.
♪♪
He blew the clerk away, too.
-[Over radio] 419, your request for backup is confirmed.
Over.
♪♪
[Bells playing "Gloria In Excelsis Deo"]
[Car horns honking]
♪♪
[Muffled tune continues]
-Well, Officer Forrest...
Officer Mallory -- agh --
you've been cleared of all wrongdoing.
In fact, you're gonna get commendations for your actions.
-So, uh does that mean we're back on active duty again?
-Not just yet.
-Commissioner, um...
what about Cordell?
-What about Cordell?
-You didn't find the body in the river because it wasn't there.
-Current must have swept it out to sea.
-No. He's still alive.
-You're starting with these ghost stories again?
Cordell died in Sing Sing more than two years ago.
I want you to see this police psychologist.
-What? -Her name is Susan Riley.
She's got an excellent rep at helping officers readjust.
-Aw, come on, Commissioner. We're not crazy.
-Of course not.
So you shouldn't have any objections seeing Officer Riley.
She's a cop, too.
I set up a meeting for tomorrow at 3:00.
Be there.
-Yeah, we've got a 3:00 appointment.[Door opens]
Oh, um, Officers, uh, Mallory and Forrest.
We're a little early, I guess. -That's right.
Um, why don't we go get a cup of coffee?
[Distant car horns honking]
-Are you gonna find us unfit to go back on the job?
-Well, I hope not. [Laughs]
What do you think?
-Well I think we're both just as sane as you are.
-Well, then you both realize
that this Matt Cordell was killed in prison.
-Yeah, right, but you see,
we both just saw him on the pier.
So, what? Does that make us nuts?
-What you saw was a very large man
with a horribly disfigured face.
Did he say he was Cordell?
-[Sighs] No. He never spoke.
-Well, then, it could have been anyone in a policeman's uniform, right?
A homicidal maniac with a grudge against the police force, maybe.
-Hey, look, you know, if this is the official line
that the Department's gonna use, great.
-No, that's a lie.
-Would you excuse us for a second?
-Certainly.
[Indistinct chatter]
-Teresa, all I know about is being a cop.
And I don't know about you, but I need this job.
You know, when you think about it, I mean...
what the hell difference does it make who he was?
-Because you can't kill the dead.
-Tere- Let her go.
[Door opens]
-[Sighs][Door slams]
-Doc, do me a favor, will ya?
Don't put that in your report.
-Jack, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to
give her a negative evaluation.
-Come on. Let me at least just talk to her, will ya?
She'll come around.
-I cannot let anyone out in the street that's got a gun
with emotional problems.
-Auuuugh!
[Gunshot]
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-McKinney!
You okay?
-Never better.
[Car honk honks]
-We were covering the front.
-That's why I came around back.
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-[Groans]
-Too bad you didn't kill him!
[Car horns honking]
-Yeah, too much fucking paperwork.
[Brakes hiss]
[Engines rumbling][Car horns honking]
[Knocks on door]
-Come in.
Hi. -Hi.
-Lieutenant McKinney? -Yeah.
-Come on in. Have a seat.
[Indistinct chatter]
[Door closes]-Thought there'd be a couch.
-Just a chair.
-Yeah.
-So, how you doing?
-Not bad.
You know, I haven't been to confession in over 20 years.
But if the priests looked like you,
I probably would have gone more often.
[Lighter snaps]
-You mind if I smoke?
-Actually, I do.
Thank you.
So, do you wanna tell me about the shooting?
-Uh...
Well, what's there to say?
I mean, I shot him before he shot me.
[Sighs] Look, Doctor, let's make this easy.
I feel great about what I did.
If you wanna psychoanalyze someone,
why don't you psychoanalyze the lawyers and judges
who put that kind of scum back on the streets?
-First of all, I'm not a doctor.
I'm a clinical psychologist.
And I realize you're here under protest.
-Well, that's good.
So you can tell me how long my ass has to warm this chair
before I satisfy the mandatory requirements.
-Well, every officer involved in a shooting
has to see one of us for counseling at least once.
-Okay. I've been seen.
You counseled me. Thank you.
-Excuse me, Lieutenant?
Did you have a partner?
Sergeant Joseph Minelli?
♪♪
-Yeah.
Joe and I were a team.
-He made an appointment with me once about six months ago.
He phoned and requested help.
That's a little unusual, isn't it?
One of you asking for help?
-[Sniffs, sighs]
Well, he was a...
♪♪
...sensitive guy.
-Well, I never found that out.
He stood me up -- never showed. It was a Friday.
The following night he committed suicide,
with his service revolver.
-I know all about that. I found the body Monday morning.
-I didn't know that.
-Well, there's a lot of things you people don't know.
-Well, someone talked him out of showing up here.
Probably told him he'd be a wimp
if he admitted something was bothering him.
-What are you getting at?
-You tell me.
-[Exhales sharply]
♪♪
-Please don't slam the d--
[Door slams]
[Inhales deeply]
[Garbage truck whirring]
[Bottles clinking]
[Metal clatters]
[Brakes squealing]
-Hey, Harry. How you doing tonight?
-Oh, Officer Forrest It's you.
-[Laughs] -They tell me you got your picture in the paper.
I guess congratulations are in order.
♪♪
-That's not such a bad picture.
I'll tell you what, Harry.
I'll take a dozen of 'em.
-A dozen it is.
How often do I get a celebrity around here?
[Laughs]
♪♪
-Okay, now, Harry, give me your hand.
Okay, look, this is a five, okay?
You trust me? -I trust you.
-All right. You keep the change.
-Thank you. Thank you.
All right.
-[Singing in foreign language]
♪♪
♪♪
-Okay, let's see what they said about Teresa.
[Gasps, groans]
Ugghh! [Gasping]
-Jack! What is going on?
What's happened?
Jack. [Gasps] Talk to me!
Talk to me!
Talk t--
Police! Police! Poli--
[Static crackling]
-Okay, hurry, hurry, hurry. Y-You gotta get up th--
You gotta get up there.
Quick exit for Bruce Campbell in "Maniac Cop 2."
People watching it for the first time
are always a little startled by that,
even though his replacement -- Robert Davi --
has already been introduced.
Robert Davi is a little more New-York-cop-ish than Bruce,
if you know what I mean -- and I think you do.
He is actually going against type in this movie,
'cause normally, he's a supervillain.
He was the Colombian drug lord
in the James Bond movie "License to Kill,"
and, uh that role is amazingly brutal.
The blind newspaper salesman in the kiosk
is a guy not seen often in the movies
'cause he was mostly a theater guy,
but that's Robert Earl Jones, father of James Earl Jones.
And he was already 80 years old when this movie came out.
He had been a Mississippi sharecropper.
And then, he became a boxer and he moved to New York,
where he became the sparring partner
of heavyweight champion Joe Louis.
And he was such an athlete
that he ran the New York Marathon in 1996,
when he was 86 years old.
Of course, we know him here at "The Last Drive-In"
as Ben in "Sleepaway Camp" --
the assistant cook who takes over
after Artie gets scalded with boiling water by Angela.
But you don't need to hear from me the rest of the night.
Um...
[Static crackles]
Yuki!
Yeah, uh, Yuk--
You're preset for L.A., right?
- Yeah, got it. It's working. -Okay.
We have with us the director of all three "Maniac Cop" movies --
actually, just 2 1/2 of them --
the one and only Bill Lustig!
Bill, are you there?[Cheers and applause]
-Oh, Joe, it's so -- It's such a pleasure to be here.
-All right.
Pill -- Bill, when people say to me,
"you must have seen more movies than any person in the world,"
I always say, "No, not even close."
There are three people who, in my opinion,
have seen everything.
Frank Henenlotter of "Basket Case" fame,
uh, Eli Roth, and I do believe you have them both beat!
Bill Lustig!
You've been in every repertory theater in America
97 times trying to make sure you don't miss anything.
And I run into you everywhere.
In fact, you came to a presentation of mine
at the Alamo Drafthouse in Brooklyn
for a movie that had not been seen in 47 years.
And I proved that night that nobody wanted to see it
for another 47 years, but you were in the audience!
"The Magic Garden of Stanley Sweetheart."
You remember that! -Oh! [Laughing]
What an -- [Laughing]
-In fact, I remember doing a show
at Anthology Film Archives
on the Lower East Side with Frank Henenlotter.
So I was wedged in between you and Frank,
and I felt like the stupidest person on the planet.
'Cause both of you guys know the names
of character actors forgotten by film history entirely,
but they live on in your brain!
Have always been that crazy about film?
-Oh, yeah. I've b-- I was crazy about film for --
for as far back as I can remember.
I remember, in junior high school, banging my head
on a -- my forehead on a desk, saying, "Why am I here?
I want to be out making movies."
I -- That's -- That's how I felt.
I-I've been -- I've been, uh, in love with movies
since, pff, 15, 16 -- maybe even before.
Which city is better for repertory cinema?
New York or L.A.?
You've lived in both.
-Well, I mean, New York was the Mecca back in the day.
I mean, there was a repertory theater in every neighborhood.
There was -- I-I sometimes, you know, reminisce with friends --
The Thalia, the Ri-- Regency,
you know, the Carnegie Hall Cinema,
the Bleecker Street Cinema.
I mean, you go on and on.
-Uh, the ones in Chinatown,
where the, uh, kung fu movies played.
-Well, I'll tell you something funny.
You probably have shown Steve James' movies on --
on, uh, "Drive-In."
Uh, he was in, uh, "The Exterminator."
He was the buddy of Bob Ginty.
He was in, uh, those, uh, "American Ninja" films, uh,
where he was the sidekick, uh, to Michael Dudikoff.
Well, I knew Steve James back then,
and the times I would go to Chinatown --
'Cause it was a little dodgy down there.
-Oh, it was very dodgy down there.
-Very dodgy!
I'd have St-- Steve James with me.
I never had a worry.
-[Laughs] -I had him for protection.
-Okay, well, you and the late, great Larry Cohen, uh,
you're both from the Bronx.
You both love the dark side of New York City.
You collaborated how many times?
-We collaborated four -- four or five times.
-Uh, do you think "Maniac Cop 2"
is the best of your collaborations?
-Yes. Without a doubt, "Maniac Cop 2" is the best.
-Do you think "Maniac Cop 2" is your greatest movie?
-Yes. Without -- That's --
Bar none. "Maniac Cop 2."
You know why?
I was firing on all cylinders,
and I had a group of people I was working with --
We had done multiple pictures together,
so it was all shorthand.
It w-- It's great.
It was -- It was the most fun.
And it was brutally col-- cold when we shot in New York,
and, um -- and you mentioned, uh --
um -- uh, Robert Earl Jones --
I mean, for that guy to be, you know, as old as he was --
That was the coldest place in the world.
It was the lower tip of Manhattan,
and it was brutally, brutally cold.
And he these fa-- uh, false eyes in.
Um, but, yeah, "Maniac Cop 2," it was just like going to war,
and we -- and we got it done.
-Was Bruce Campbell okay with showing up
just for that one kill scene?
-It was sensitive with Bruce, I gotta say.
[Laughter]And to get him to do it,
he had to be paid, you know, well to do it, um,
because, you know, he was disappointed he didn't carry on.
But my thinking was -- and Larry's thinking --
was that we took Laurene and Bruce
as far as we could take them as charactuo-- characters.
It was time to bring fresh people in.
-Well, Robert Davi has a much more of a New York cop look
than Bruce Campbell.
He's from Queens.
-Now, I knew Robert Davi just in passing.
And I was in, uh --
We were waiting for some legal matter
to be sorted out on "Maniac Cop 2."
We were in pre-production, but we had to stop.
And so, I decided, rather than sit home
and get phone calls from my friends, who are going,
"When are we gonna start up shooting, Bill?
When are we gonna start up shooting?"
You know, they would start th-- you know, that kind of thing.
I ran off to Paris.
And while I was in Paris, I met with the distributor of, uh,
"Maniac Cop 1," which was hugely successful in France.
And as I was walking to their office u-up the Champs-Elysées,
I noticed that "License to Kill" had just opened.
And I see the poster and I see Robert Davi,
and I go, "Oh, that's very good."
You know, "Robert Davi is in license to kill.
Congratu-- You know, really nice, you know?
Anyway, so, um, I go to this lunch, and I say, you know,
"We're in pre-production on "Maniac Cop 2."
And what's the first thing every distributor asks?
"Who's in the film?"
So, I said, um --
I-I'm thinking for a second, and I go, "Robert Davi."
-And you haven't even talked to him?
-No! I hadn't even spoken to him!
And they go...
[French accent] "Ooh! Robert Davi!
Robert Davi!
James Bond! 'Die Hard!'"
[Normal voice] They were all, like, you know --
They were jumping up and down because this was gonna be
much bigger than the first movie!
They were, like, all excited.
I go, "Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, great."
So, I, um -- I get back to the hotel.
I call the -- I call, uh, my assistant in L.A.
I said, "Look, we gotta get a script to Robert Davi."
I find out he's in Brazil shooting some movie
with Rae Dawn Chong.
And, um, Larry did a little --
He beefed up the role a little bit,
giving them a little more backstory, and we sent it.
And, uh, I get a call from Robert.
He goes, "I read the script."
He goes, "It's -- It's a good character.
I like it. It's interesting."
He goes, "But does the movie have to be called
'Maniac Cop 2'?"
-Wow.
Uh, y-yes, it does, Robert.
-I said, "Ro-- That -- That's it, Robert."
I go, "I mean, that's how we sold the movie.
It's 'Maniac Cop 2.'"
I said, "Robert, listen.
You're down there in Brazil getting eaten alive by red ants.
I got a beautiful hotel room waiting for you in New York
at the Mayflower Hotel.
And you can come up here, we'll get you your wardrobe,
and you could st-- you could be in the movie
a-and relax in civilization."
I finally got him up there.
I said, "You know, it's 'Frankenstein'
meets 'The French Connection,' and you're 'Popeye' Doyle."
-[Laughs] And he had no idea how much extra money
he could have gotten out of you.
[Chuckles]
All right, well, we have a lot to talk about.
Thanks for guiding us through the flick.
Um, these New York street scenes
are actually New York this time, right?
-Most of them.
All the landmarks and the -- and the stuff we shot
in a town called West New York.
Um, and coming up, it's gonna be, um,
this big chase.
We were shooting right before Christmas,
and all the cops in West New York
were looking for extra cash for Christmas.
And we were doling out cash to all the cops, and they said,
"Do whatever you want.
Shoot at 6:00 in the morning.
We don't care. Fire guns."
You know, "Run a car on its rims with sparks."
They didn't care. [Laughter]
-So, for the first time, you successfully doubled
Los Angeles for New York.
That is pretty amazing.
-Well, both the cameraman -- Jimmy Lemmo -- and myself
are native New Yorkers.
We know every crack in the sidewalk.
So we could look at a frame even if it's in L.A.
and say, "Ah, that's not New York."
But, Larry Cohen busted me at the very end of the picture
in -- in -- w-when the truck goes in the water.
In the very back it, there are some palm trees.
-Oh, no!
Well, when the bus goes in the water,
nobody is looking at the palm trees, so --
-I know! That's what I tried to explain to Larry!
Do you know that Bruce did all his stunts in the movie
and wanted to do the stunt?
And, um -- And I said, "No, Bruce, you can't do it.
It's very dangerous. It's very dangerous."
So, he and I -- happy to be sitting together,
waiting for the stunt to happen --
And he was very grateful that I-I-I allowed him
to back out of it. [Laughs]
-Okay, well, he did mention that to us.
All right, back to the movie.
Um, you know, I had Robert Davi on my show years ago
for a movie that -- that you just mentioned, uh, called --
"Amazon" was the name of that movie with Rae Dawn Chong.
And Robert Davi is an opera singer,
and in -- in the course of discussing the movie,
we got into an argument about what the lyrics are for the song
"The Lion Sleeps Tonight."
And, um, I said that it's endlessly repeating
the word "abimbaway." You know...
♪ Abimbaway, abimbaway, abimbaway, ab-- ♪
And Robert Davi said it was endlessly repeating
the word "aweemawep."
♪ Aweemawep, aweemawep ♪
And so, this was before you could look up lyrics
on the internet, and I d-- I don't know --
So, y-- And I don't know how official they are
or how they get checked on there,
but if you do look up the lyrics on the Internet,
it actually says "aweemaway"!
Which would be a cross between "abimbaway" and "aweemawep."
Are you following this?
[Laughs] This -- This is important.
So, the original song was in Zulu,
which is why we don't know
what the heck is going on with the song.
But weknow it because of the 1961 record by The Tokens.
And Robert Davi is also an expert on doowop!
He directed and starred in a theatrical show
called "The Dukes," which was about a fictional doowop group.
So, you would think he would know that it's "aweemaway,"
but he was claiming that it's "aweemawep."
So, Robert, if you're out there,
you need to come back on the show.
I won't rest until this is resolved.
In fact, John Brennan!
-Yo!
-Abimbaway, aweemawep, or aweemaway?
-Actually, in Zulu, it's "abimbawep."
♪♪
-It is not!
-Swear to God.
Ask any Zululian.
[Laughter]
I will ask a Zululian, John.
[Laughter]
♪♪
♪♪
-Strangled like the rest.
All strippers.
Sure picks the pretty ones.
Lovejoy, you look sick.
-Oh, I hate being around stiffs ever since they made me
kiss my grandmother at the funeral.
-R-Remove the sheet.
-Could you do it, please?
-[Gasps]
-[Gags]
-[Weeping]
-Do you have any idea what the family wants done with the body?
-I'll call his mother in Florida.
[Sniffles]
-Teresa... -[Sniffles, sighs]
-...can you think of anyone with a motive to kill Jack?
You were at the lounge in headquarters.
You had an argument. You got angry.
You walked out.
Where did you go?
-[Sniffles] Home.
-You didn't wait outside the building
and try to make up with him?
-I'd have no reason to kill him.
I loved him!
-Well, maybe you loved him too much, huh?
Maybe, uh --
Maybe he thought you were crackin' up, you know?
He didn't wanna marry you, and you got angry, and --
-This is bullshit!
Why don't you ask Commissioner Doyle
who killed Jack?
-Look, I'm just following procedure, okay?
You know as well as I, nine out of ten times,
the prime suspects are usually family, relatives, or friends.
That's where you find the killer.
-You bastards.
Why don't you ask Commissioner Doyle
who killed Jack?[Door closes]
-I don't like what you're asking me to do to Officer Mallory.
You know as well a--
-We're just doing it for the good of the Department.
We don't even consider her a suspect.
It's just our way of putting her on the defensive for a while.
Keep her under control so she doesn't go to the papers.
-My time would be better spent finding out who killed Jack.
-Your time, Detective,
is to put more pressure on her!
That's a direct order.
[Door opens, closes]
-Damn it.
-I don't like it either.
-You should talk.
Your report described her as mentally unsound and unfit for duty.
-How am I supposed to really judge her?
I mean, she's out there on the streets being a cop.
I sit behind my desk like a social worker.
-Well, I just don't like people who try and get inside
other people's heads.
-Yeah, you made that very clear to me in my office yesterday.
Is there any particular reason?
[Cup thuds]
-My wife was under the care of a psychiatrist for over a year.
You know, standard problems -- cop's wife.
Now, I admit I'm not the easiest guy to live with,
but she couldn't make a move without him.
Stopped communicating with me.
Only him.
Now she's my ex-wife.
Is that reason enough for ya?
-I'm sure the doctor was just doing what he thought was best.
-I don't buy into this psychology stuff.
I think you're all full of shit.
So you can take your Carl Jung and Sigmund Freud
and shove 'em up your ass.
-[Scoffs]
-And just to clear up matters...
I talked Joe Minelli into canceling
that appointment with you,
and I don't feel guilty about it.
-How could you feel guilty?
You're a cop.
-So are you.
[Door closes]
[Sirens wailing][Car horns honking]
[Chains clinking]
-Hey, stop!
-No, don't do it!
Oh, for God sakes, you already did it!
Hey, hey, hey, hey! Come on!
Can't we talk about this?
I'll move the car.
I was just coming back to move the car.
[Foreign accent] -I got here first.
-Yeah, but I'm here! I'm right here!
You can't tow me away.
[Lift whirring]-Read the back of your summons.
-Hey, look, you're all alone.
Can't we work this out just between you and me, huh?
-What? You offering me a bribe? -Not at all.
But if you tow my car, I won't be able to get to work tomorrow.
I'll lose a whole day. -You can afford it.
-You enjoy this.
You son of a bitch!
You got a shitty, nothing, civil service job --
Oh, careful of my fender with that.
This is a new paint job!
I just had the whole thing waxed!
You'll be towing fucking cars the rest of your life.
You know that? You'll never be anything!
You can't even do this stupid job right!
I'd like to see the piece of shit you drive!
-You better start thinking about getting out to Brooklyn
early tomorrow to reclaim this beauty.
A lot of car get stripped in our lot.
The stereo. The tires.
The whole engine.
That's why I wouldn't own a car in this town.
[Blade stabs, slices]
[Cloth rips][Lift whirring]
♪♪
[Engine turns over]
[Engine revs]
♪♪
♪♪
-Good night, Harry. -Good night.
Happy holiday.
-Here you go Harry. Good night.
-Excuse me. Hi.
I'd like to talk to you.
-Do I know you?
[Coins clink]-I'm from the police department.
-I talked to the cops already enough.
-I'm not an investigator like the others.
I'm a psychologist.
- I'm trying to do a profile on this killer.
-I've got nothing to say.
I'm trying to make a living.
-Maybe you could tell from his footsteps.
Is he a large man?
Or perhaps he said something?
-No footsteps.
I just heard Jack screaming, and that's all.
-Did you touch him?
-Not the victim, the killer.
-Why did you ask me that?
-You did, didn't you?
Tell me.
♪♪
-I lost my sight in combat in Sicily.
A German grenade went off in my face.
Killed all the others in the foxhole around me.
I lay there more than a day...
...surrounded by these dead bodies.
Buried in them.
At night, they froze.
♪♪
Them being on top of me kept me from freezing, too.
♪♪
I never thought I'd...
feel anything like that again.
Frozen, dead flesh.
Then...
I touched his hand.
Just for a second, mind you, and I was back there again.
with the dead.
♪♪
[Sirens wailing]-Out!
You killed him, you son of a bitch!
-Ow! Take it easy!
Look, if he wanted to tow my car, so what?
You don't kill anybody over bullshit like that!
-Well, if you didn't kill him, who the fuck did?!
-You wouldn't believe me!
-Why don't you try me, punk? -All right. All right!
It was a great big cop.
6'3", maybe more. All scarred up.
And he never said a word!
-You know something? -Hmm? Ow!
-I don't believe you! -Ow!
-Get the fuck out of here! -Ow!
-Take a look at these reports.
It's happening again.
[Distant phone ringing][Car horns honking]
-I got in on this job two weeks ago.
Give me a break.
-I'm talking about a man who killed your predecessor.
A man who may try to pull the same number on you.
-Then the wrong guy died in that truck in the river?
-When this leaks out, people are not gonna want
to pick up the phone and dial 911.
[Inhales deeply, sighs]
They're gonna want to defend themselves.
We're looking at a bloodbath here.
Citizens blowing each other away like there isn't any law.
-Tell me the truth.
Do you think it's a cop?
Some officer that's gone off the deep end?
-Doesn't fit the description of any cop I know.
6'3", scars all over him.
-Except one.
-Don't say it.
Don't even think it.
-What are you talking about?
-Nothing. Nothing.
We've gotta get this killer.
Better assemble a new task force.
Get some aid from the Governor.
-Well, I got a lead.
This policewoman, Teresa Mallory.
-Mallory?
Oh, my God.
Not her again.
-Yeah, her. Killed her boyfriend.
I figure he's gonna go after her.
-I don't get it.
He's had a lot of opportunities to kill her.
Why hasn't he killed her?
-Maybe he enjoys making her afraid.
-I'm beginning to think maybe you're not so crazy.
-Great. Then you'll be out of a job, too.
-They've asked me to certify you unfit.
but I can't do it.
I read all about Cordell and what happened to him.
-Look, if you want more information,
just tune in to "Criminals at Large"
television show tonight.
-Why would you go on that show?
-Why not?
They alert the public to wanted criminals.
A half-dozen or so have been caught or turned in
as a direct result.
-And who's gonna believe you? The lunatic fringe?
-Will you come with me? -I can't!
What are you gonna say?
[Car horn honking]
There's my cab.
-[Sighs]
All right, I'll go with you.
I'll even pay for the cab.
[Distant car horns honking]
-Oh, where to, girls?
-Mayflower Hotel.
-Sounds good to me.
[Door closes]
[Engine turns over]
I just jumped out to get a pack of smokes.
I hope you girls weren't waiting in the cold too long.
-No, it's okay.
-You know, when I saw the bag,
I said "'This is a run to the airport."
Heh, guess you can't win 'em all.
-I don't see anyone following us, Teresa.
-Some ex-boyfriend giving you a hard time?
-Yeah, sort of.
[Passing car horn honking]-The shows are gonna be lettin' out now.
Um, maybe I can beat the crosstown traffic
if I cut down this way.
-No, no! Stay on the busy streets!
-Hey, what's goin' on here?
-You ever seen one of these?
-Yeah, I seen plenty of them.
And it usually means I ain't gettin a tip.
[Tire thumping]
Damn.
-What's the matter?
-I don't know.
I think one of my tires is going flat.
-Driver, just stay in the car.
Don't get out. -You kiddin'?
-Drive. -On my rim?
-Teresa, take it easy.
Anybody can get a flat tire.
-Look, cop or no cop, I own this cab.
I'm not gonna fuck it up for anybody.
Holy shit.
-You're making it worse than it has to be.
Nobody's following us.
-Just stay in the cab.
When you left your cab to go for cigarettes...
[Tools clanking]...somebody must...
[Weakly] ...have messed with your tires.
-Damn kids, I'll bet.
♪♪
Where the hell are you goin'?!
-Teresa, stop it!
What are you doing?!
-I knew it!
I never should have let cops in my cab!
[Tires squealing]
♪♪
-What's he want?! -I don't know!
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-I'll gun it! Keep down!
♪♪
Ack!
♪♪
-Ah!
♪♪
Ah!
♪♪
Teresa!
♪♪
Ah!
♪♪
-Shit!
♪♪
Oh!
♪♪
♪♪
[Whimpers]
[Glass shattering]
♪♪
Goddamn it!
[Glass bottles shattering]
♪♪
-Jesus Christ!
♪♪
-Ugh!
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-Teresa!
♪♪
Ahhhhhhh!
♪♪
-No!
No, please!
No!
No! No!
[Whimpering][Door handle jiggling]
♪♪
No!
Ugh! Agh!
[Wails]
[Whimpering]
-[Grunts]
-Ugh! Augh!
[Groans]
No!
[Whimpering] No!
No!
Oh! Ah!
♪♪
Agh! Help!
[Chainsaw revving]
♪♪
Help!
♪♪
Rgh!
-Ahhh! -Agh!
[Hollering, grunting]
♪♪
Ugh! [Neck cracks]
-[Screaming]
♪♪
[Car horns honking][Screaming]
♪♪
Ugh! Rgh! [Grunting frantically]
♪♪
[Screaming]
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
Oh!
♪♪
[Screams][Tires squealing]
♪♪
[Car horn honking]
[Grunting frantically]
♪♪
[Car horn honks]
♪♪
Augh!
♪♪
[Truck horn blares]
♪♪
[Car horn honks]
♪♪
♪♪
Rgh!
[Car horn honks]
♪♪
Rgh!
[Car horn honking]Agh!
♪♪
Ahhh!
♪♪
[Metal shrieks]
♪♪
[Steam hissing][Engine ticking]
[Footsteps approaching]
-Ah! [Gasps] -Are you all right in there?
[Indistinct chatter]
Hey, who handcuffed you, lady?
What the hell is going on?
-One first! -All right, easy does it.
-Next one! -We'll get you out of there.
Radio in for a hacksaw up here!
We gotta get these cuffs off of her!
[Radio chatter][Indistinct chatter]
All right, just take it easy. -People up here!
We're gonna get you out of there.
Relax.
♪♪
-Bill, there just happens to be a chainsaw handy?!
Who put that in?! You or Larry?
-That was me.
That was h-- Yeah, because we were
actually using a hardware store.
-Well, would you agree with me
that a chainsaw is a terrible weapon
in any situation?[Laughter]
-That's true, but I thought it was so hilarious
that she gets up from being thrown through the window
and there happened to be a st-- a -- a display there
with a guy holding a chainsaw. [Laughs]
I just thought that was the funniest thing to me.
-Ah, well, that's a Texas weapon, not a New York weapon,
so don't mess around.
You're a fan of "Texas Chain Saw Massacre," though, right?
-Ohh, and -- Yeah, I c-- I-I --
T-The first one is a masterpiece.
All the rest stink.
-Oh! [Laughs]
-I'll go on record on that.
-Okay! And, um, by the way,
I know you and Larry disagree
about killing off Laurene Landon.
-He wanted her hospitalized, and she wasn't dead.
But we don't reveal that she's not dead until the third movie.
And I thought it was ridiculous.
-All right, Bill, well, you beat the holy crap out of that taxi.
You must have rammed that thing thirty times
in the first of two great chase scenes in this movie.
You were doing an expanded version
of a Jackie Chan gag?
-Yes. Well, what it was is, in "Police Story 1,"
there's this magnificent scene that opens the movie,
where -- on a hillside shanty town -- there's a raid
by the police of these drug dealers.
And the cars are coming over the mountain,
and, you know, they're crashing through the shacks.
It's spec-- Absolutely spectacular.
And at one point, a woman is --
I think a policewoman; I'm not sure --
she's handcuffed to a steering wheel of a car.
And I thought for sure another car was gonna ram it
and she was gonna go down the hill
handcuffed to the steering wheel of the car
going through all the mayhem,
and it didn't happen.
So, what I did is, I just took the Jackie Chan scene,
and I said, "I'm gonna do the scene I wanted to see!"
[Laughter]
-Well, did you really run the car on the rims
to get those sparks?
-Mmmmmm --
The secret is, um --
What we did is, we had the car on rims,
but there was rubber inside -- inside the wheel --
very thin rubber -- and we had sparklers.
You know, the kind of stuff you would use on 4th of July, or something.
I had sparklers, and the sparklers created
the illusion that the, uh, rims were scraping on the --
on the -- on the road.
I must tell you, when we tested this
before we shot, we tested this at the c--
at the, uh, special effects company's house,
which happened to be on 9W -- a major thoroughfare
in New Jersey, in New York.
And we ran the car, and it didn't quite --
The rims did not go quite as high as we thought,
and we put a big crease down 9W for about a mile.
[Laughter]-Really?
Did you ever get a bill from the Department of Transportation?
-Of course not! We'd run like th--
Yeah, yeah, we're -- we're --
we're thieves in the night, you know?
-[Laughs] The replacement for Bruce Campbell
in this movie is Robert Davi
and the replacement for Laurene Landon
is Claudia Christian,
and she doesn't seem totally engaged.
-Yeah, um, she had some, um, medical issues
that we didn't know about before we started shooting,
and it was -- and it was depleting her energy.
And, you know, she was a little out of it.
-Yeah. -And -- But I thought she was adequate.
And, you know, it was -- it was disappointing
that she was, uh --
I wish she had told us, that's all.
-Well, I know she was not very happy on the set.
She didn't really want to be doing the movie.
-One day -- This is -- This is ridiculous.
Filmmakers, I'm gonna look in the camera.
This is ridiculous.
One day, I get an agent coming on the set.
I'm the producer.
Comes to me and goes,
"Uh, Robert Davi's trailer is, um -- uh, three feet longer
than Lauree-- than, uh, C-Claudia Christian's trailer."
I go, "Yeah? So?"
Is -- [Laughs]
"Well, they're supposed to be the same size."
It turned out, Robert Davi paid the --
the trailer company more money
than I was paying the trailer company
to get a bigger trailer, 'cause he would have a p--
You know, when he comes to the set, he has all his friends
and family visit.
So, he actually paid out of his own pocket
for a bigger trailer.
I didn't know this.
So, I had to f-- I-I had to investigate this.
And -- Because I had an unhappy actress measuring trailers.
[Laughter]-So, did you get that fixed?
-I don't even remember how I resolved it.
I-I-I just don't remember.
It was so ridiculous.
-But you did have more money for this --
for this movie than the first one, right?
-Four -- We had four times the budget for this movie
than we did for the first "Maniac Cop,"
and it's up on the screen.
-Were you famous, at this point?
You -- You had "Maniac," "Maniac Cop,"
"Vigilante" with Fred Williamson.
-Honestly, I don't know about fame during my --
during my career because there was no social media.
So, I had no way to gauge it.
Nobody knew who I was.
I didn't put -- I didn't put my name all over the movies.
I didn't put a, you know -- big letters or anything.
I -- And there was no social media.
I was probably more famous in France and, uh --
than I was in -- in my own neighborhood in New York.
[Laughter]
-And you did -- I wanted to ask you about this.
You did two porn films.
You never talk about your porn films.
-I did -- Well, I worked on many, but I --
but I produced and directed two, yeah.
-Were they good porn films?
-Well, I will tell you, um, if this is any gauge, um,
th-- my first one -- uh -- uh, "Violation of Claudia" --
opened at what was considered in New York to be
the Radio City Music Hall of porn -- the World Theater.
So, I was in the World Theater --
the same theater that premiered "Deep Throat."
So, you tell me.
-Who was the star?
-Sharon Mitchell.
-Sharon? She was in "Maniac," right?
-She was in "Maniac," yeah.
She was playing one of the, uh, nurses
that comes out of the hospital.
She's great. She's such a wonderful person.
-Well, lots more to talk about as "Maniac Cop 2" continues.
Roll it.
I feel like you forgot the colon on "Maniac Cop 2."
You know? You know, it should be,
"Maniac Cop 2: To Kill and Protect."
Or "Maniac Cop 2: Support Your Local Psycho."
Or, "Maniac Cop 2: You Won't Like the Response Time."
Or -- Help me out, Bill.
"Maniac Cop 2: He Works Overtime."
[Laughter]
♪♪
[Monitor beeping]
-That's it! Make the call!
-You'd better lie still. Your wrist is broken.
-Better fix me up quickly.
-I gotta be on TV in a few hours.
-I'm Detective McKinney. I'm gonna ride inside.
-Yeah, this is Central.
-You okay?[Doors close]
I was on my way to Teresa's apartment
when the report came over the radio.
-I guess you don't have to worry about her
doing any more talking. -Move out!
-[Sighs] I'm not f-feeling too great about all this.
-I doubted her in the beginning, too.
[Sighs] But I saw him.
I saw what he did.
-419! -What'd you see?
Big guy in a bulletproof vest dressed up like a cop?
-[Sighs]
Sean, I saw Matt Cordell.
-Be on the lookout for a male --
-Tonight, "Criminals at Large" goes after a serial killer
who's claimed the lives of beautiful young girls
working as exotic dancers and strippers in New York City.
And you, the audience, may help us to catch him.
- [Over mic] Welcome to Club 69 here in the heart of Times Square!
I'm your MC.
-Tonight, you'll meet detectives assigned to this case.
But first, I would like you to meet
Deputy Commissioner Edward Doyle of the NYPD.
Do you want another drink? -Yeah.
-Uh, just what has your department done about this case so far?
-We've, uh, contacted and alerted young women
who seem to be the killer's prime target group.
-We have a special late guest here.
Actually, she's one of your lady cops.
She's also a police psychologist,
and her name is Officer Susan Riley.
Susan, welcome to the show.
-Thank you.
Mr. Brady, the murders of these exotic dancers
is a very tragic situation.
Now, my concern is another series of killings going on
that's being covered up.
-Pardon me.
Mr. Brady, this is utterly nonsense.
-The so-called "maniac cop"
did not drown in the river, as reported.
-Well, Commissioner, what --
what do you have to say about this?
-Well, the homicides
that Officer Riley is talking about
were deliberately set up to imitate the earlier killings.
-Then tell me something, Commissioner.
Why is this being kept from the public and the press?
Hmm?
-The killer craves publicity.
We're denying him that.
We hope that his behavior will become foolhardy...
and he'll expose himself -- show himself.
Then we expect to nail him.
-Mr. Commissioner, why don't you just admit
that Matt Cordell is responsible for these killings?
-Cordell died in prison.
-He was brain-dead but still breathing
when his body was released.
He recovered and came back to avenge himself
upon the police department and the city officials
who railroaded him into jail in the first place.
You know how many people have been murdered already?
And yet, their replacements still insist upon hiding the facts.
The Commissioner's trying to -- -All right, we're running out of time here.
We're gonna have to cut you off.
And, punk, if you happen to be out there listening,
I just want you to remember this.
When it comes time for your execution,
you can't con Con Edison.
Good night.
[MC chattering indistinctly]
-Hey!
[Cash register dings]
-Roger, you wanna give me a hand with these cables?
-Okay, Jake, let me get --
-Officer Riley.
-[Sighs]
[Indistinct chatter]
-That was a pretty stupid thing you did up there, young lady.
I'm gonna see that you're suspended.
-Teresa Mallory's dead because she knew the truth.
Let me tell you something, Commissioner.
Cordell's gonna pay you a visit, and you'll see him.
Just like I did.
[Chains rattle]-Uh, here you go, AJ.
-Oh, boys, look at this blondie here!
Isn't she beautiful?
Take 'em out, blondie. Take em out.
Let 'em breathe. Oh boy!
Aren't they lovely? Ooh, baby!
And on the other side, here's Red.
Take 'em out, Red. Let 'em breathe, too.
And be generous, boys, with that cash,
because these girls are dancing here just for you.
Oh, let's have a round of applause
for these two lovely young ladies.
And don't forget -- they'll be back later, boys.
We're open 24 hours.
Don't go nowhere.
Hang around.
[Cheers and applause]
And now, for the first time on any stage,
the lovely Cheryl!
-Ow-ow-ow! -Let's have a big round of applause, boys.
Come on! Let's hear it for Cheryl.
Making her debut here in the big city at Club 69.
Isn't she lovely?
No one has ever had this girl on the stage before.
We always are the first ones
with the best talent in New York,
so just keep your eyes on Cheryl.
Oh, boys, tell me. Isn't she lovely?
Just keep your eyes on her.
You'll definitely get an eyeful.
Ohhh!
God, isn't she gorgeous boys?
Be generous. Spread out that cash.
-♪ I heard my voice above it ♪
♪ Yes ♪
♪♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, tonight ♪
♪ I'm gonna be coming home ♪
♪ I'll be running with ♪
♪ The children of the night tonight ♪
♪ The children of the night ♪
♪ Yeah, here we come ♪
♪ The children of the night ♪
♪ I hear them calling, hear them calling ♪
♪ Shouting it to me ♪
-Ow! -♪ Whoo-hoo-hoo ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh ♪ -Yeah, baby!
- ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
-Come on!
-Go!
-♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh ♪
♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh ♪
♪ I'm makin' some new friends ♪
-Yeah! - ♪ You never know it ♪
♪ What the cards might mean ♪
♪ We're startin' some new trends ♪
♪ So we're bumping into me tonight ♪
[Whistling, applause]
[Cheers and applause]
♪ Oh-oh, tonight ♪
[Song fades]
♪♪
[Car horns honking]
-Yes, Mom, there's plenty of room for advancement.
-Are you eating well?
-Yes, I'm getting plenty to eat.
They have an employee cafeteria.
-Do you like the place you're living?
Where are you living? -Well, um...
I'm sharing this lovely apartment with, um,
a few of the girls from the secretarial pool.
-Are they nice girls?
-Yeah, they're really sweet.
-Make sure you call us next Saturday.
-Okay, well then, as soon as I get my phone,
I'll give you a call and give you the number.
-And your address so we can write to you!
-All right. Okay.
But in the meantime, please, just don't worry about me.
I'm fine. -We love you, sweetheart.
Take care of yourself.
-Okay.
[Siren wailing]
Oh, and give my love to Dad.
-I will, sweetheart. -All right.
-I love you. -I love you, too.
Bye. -Bye.
[Sirens wailing]
[Distant shouting][Receiver clunks]
[Muffled baby crying]
-[Sighs]
[Door closes]
Of course my typing's getting better, Mom.
[Pounding on door]
-[Sighs] Who is it?
[Doorknob rattling]
Who is it?
[Screams, whimpers]
[Door rattling, shaking]
-Desk. -This is 404.
Someone is trying to break into my room.
I am telling you, there is somebody out there.
-He'll go away. -No!
Please, call the police.
Please, get me some help.
-We don't want any trouble. -Call them!
Or give me a line out, and I'll call them myself!
-Have it your way, but if I was in your line of work --
[Receiver clunks]
♪♪
[Muffled crying continues]
-I called the cops!
They're coming, so you'd better get out of here.
[Shrieking]
♪♪
-Whoo!
I feel like John fucking Wayne!
Whoo! Hah!
Now, you got to listen to me.
Listen to me! -[Shrieks, sobbing]
-Now, I've been watching you, and I say you're asking for it.
Right? Gah, tell me!
Come on! -The police are coming!
-I don't care about no police. This ain't gonna take long.
-What are you gonna do? -Think about it.
What do you think I'm gon' do to you, huh?
Come on! What do you think?!
What do you think?!
-You killed those other girls.
-Nah.
Let's just say [Sniffs] that I need another
8x10 glossy for my collection. [Sniffs]
-[Gasps, screams]
-[Giggle maniacally] Aw! -[Screaming]
-Trying to do some dirt to me, huh, baby?
Well, I love the way you feel. -[Shrieking]
-[Grunts] Ah, yeah!
Ah! -No!
-Ah, you got to be proud, because you're the prettiest one
in my collection so far. You are.
And the best dancer clear out.
You could be in a Broadway show.
But, no. You've got to be up there on that stage
dancing like some whore!
See, you never know what type
of person's gonna walk in, now, do ya?
Do ya, honey?[Phone ringing]
-[Whimpers] That's them! They're in the lobby!
They're comin' up to get you.
-It's a slow elevator.
This ain't gon' take a minute.
-[Gasping]
[Shrieks]
♪♪
-Huh?! -Ah!
♪♪
[Shrieking]
No!
No! Augh!
Hold it! Police!
♪♪
-[Shrieking] -Augh!
-Augh! -Don't hurt me!
Don't hurt me!
♪♪
[Sirens wailing]
♪♪
[Car horns honking]
♪♪
[Sirens wailing]
-Oh, you ain't no cop, man.
I know who you are.
Damn, she was talkin' about you on TV!
You was in the headlines last month and everything.
See, you're front-page stuff.
But me, I'm back on page five.
You know why? You know what did it for you?
That uniform. See, that was a gimmick!
See, that's what got their attention.
I got a real nice apartment.
I mean, it's quiet.
Nobody ever comes down there.
Private, you know?
Uh, you could come there.
I mean, I ain't queer, or nothing.
See, but -- but you'd be safe there.
And I've got a collection to show you.
[Giggles]
[Distant car horns honking][Wind whistling]
The city at night.
That's where and when I do my work.
You know, I feel...
like I'm a crusader...
...against the whores of the world.
[Chuckles]
That's me.
Turkell, crusader of the night!
Whoo-hoo-hoo!
You don't talk much, but that's okay.
Was it the accident?
The same one that screwed your face up?
I didn't mean to offend you, now.
I'm sorry if I did.
This -- This here's my place.
Home, sweet home.
[Water bubbling]
[Light switch clicks]
These are my girls.
They ain't gon' dance in front of nobody no more.
[Tires thumping over metal]Now they're Turkell's girls.
Uh, my first name is Steven.
Why don't you go ahead and sit down?
You know, most of the time, I just talk to myself anyway.
So -- So this is okay.
I mean, I don't hear voices or nothing.
I'm not like those guys that hear angels and devils
tellin 'em what to do.
You see, I know what to do.
[Thumping continues]
Here, we'll have a drink.
You hate cops.
So, you made a fuckin' mockery out of 'em.
I mean, for a while, everybody was scared shit
to walk up to a cop in this here town.
And that was 'cause of you.
You know I-I never thought, really, that I'd meet you.
Or that -- Or that w-we'd become friends.
♪♪
All right. All right.
Why should you trust me?
I got to earn it.
I got to make you respect me.
But I-I think maybe you see the possibilities in me, huh?
Eh, can you write?
I mean, c-c-can you write down your name?
See, that way, I'll know what to call you.
I'll go get a pencil and paper.
♪♪
-[Hoarsely] Cordell.
♪♪
-Ah.
♪♪
Cordell.
That's the name she said on TV!
[Giggling maniacally]
-Matt Cordell speaks!
A single word -- his name.
And Leo Rossi as Turkell
proceeds to steal every scene in this movie.
Bill, Turkell is one of the greatest characters in horror!
-Well, I gotta tell you, I've -- I absolutely love the role.
I love that -- Again, it was one of those things
in Larry's script that I love so much --
was that there were surprises along the way.
There would be new intr--
Uh, [Stammers] introductions of characters
that were colorful.
And what we -- What I said to Leo was,
the way I always envisioned this is, he is Igor
in "Son of Frankenstein."
So, I made him watch "Son of Frankenstein,"
and that's why he grew that beard like Bela Lugosi had.
So, I had that wonderful sc-- shot where they're walking
across the Brooklyn Bridge.
I wanted it like a shot out of "Manhattan."
You know, out of, uh -- uh, Woody Allen's "Manhattan."
So, I had them both walking as though they were lovers --
walking across this Brooklyn Bridge.
And there's Leo trying to, you know, get the --
Y-you know, develop this friendship with the monster.
[Laughs] And I just -- I just loved the whole --
I loved that whole thing.
-By the way, Leo Rossi, he -- he's been in a slew of movies,
but he's never looked quite the way he looks as Turkell.
He actually l-- He actually looks
like Serpico, ironically.
And in the attempted rape scene, um,
that actress who played the stripper is Paula Trickey,
a former Miss Oklahoma USA.
And she would go on to have a five-season run
as a police sergeant on "Pacific Blue."
She now makes movies-of-the-week
for Lifetime and Hallmark.
But, anyway, during the scene, she was terrified,
because Rossi went off -- way off script,
and -- and he came up with that line,
"I feel like John fucking Wayne!"
While he's riding her, you know?
Which freaked her out
and apparently freaked out everybody on the set
because it was just too real.
So, anyway, Leo Rossi, he loves to go to dark places.
-Well, it wasn't an explicit rape scene.
It was an attack.
There was no nudity or anything.
But the thing was, is, um, I thought it would be --
You know, when you have actors
that are gonna be in a scene like that,
you want to keep 'em apart.
You don't want them to become familiar.
So, you find every way to separate them.
You change their call times
so one comes in before the other.
You don't want them t--
gossiping in -- in makeup or anything.
So, when Leo -- W-When she met Leo,
what Leo did -- which is very interesting --
In the prior scene in the strip club and Leo is looking at her,
he's looking at her eyes.
If you watch him carefully, he's unnerving her.
Because when women are --
You know, they're stripping up there, they're used to
the men looking at their breasts and their body and all that.
But he stared into her eyes, which kind of freaked her out.
-Oh, it kind of freaked me out.
But Leo got so far into the role of Turkell
that he went down to Times Square --
back when it was still nasty down there --
and he went to one of those strip clubs
where you put the quarters or the dollar bills or whatever
and the barrier goes up and down between you and the girl.
And he got into Turkell character
and decided he would stare the girl down.
And it upset her so much
that she had him thrown out of the club!
And the bouncers yelled at him and called him a pervert.
Told him, "Never come back here!"
And so, Leo Rossi goes, "Okay, outstanding.
Guess I've got this character down."
[Laughter]-That's Leo!
-Yep. -Yeah, he found a way to get --
to -- to get -- Yeah, to get under her skin.
-I heard somewhere that the Turkell role
was originally written for Joe Spinell.
-No, he was dead by then.
It was not written for Joe, and Joe c--
Uh, Joe couldn't have done that.
[Stammers] I-It needed a Leo to do it.
Leo just gave it this quality to -- that, uh --
-You were one of, uh, Joe Spinell's
closest friends, though, right?
-I was Joe's -- One of Joe's closest friends, yeah.
-You love character actors, as does Larry Cohen.
-I do.
-And you picked Michael Lerner
as the Irish police commissioner
even though he's Jewish!
He's very non-Irish.
-Who cares? [Laughs]
You know, the thing about Michael -- he could do anything.
And it wasn't like I was gonna have, like,
a '30s Irish police captain talking in brogue
and all that, you know?
It wasn't meant to be played by, you know -- what's his name?
John Mills, or somebody.
It was -- You know, anyway,
but Michael Lerner is a brilliant actor.
You know, from all the Coen brothers movies.
And the thing I love about character actors --
First, I love them.
I'm truly in love.
I like character actors more than I do stars.
I watch movies to see Dan Duryea,
or to see Michael Lerner, or to see William Smith.
The thing is, though, these people -- usually,
when they do these big movies, they get paid big.
And so, if you want to book 'em ahead of time, you really can't.
It's hard to do that unless you're willing
to pay their rate.
What I do is, I wait till the week before
to call up Michael Lerner -- who I happen to have known.
I wasn't friends with him, but I knew him.
And I call Michael.
I said, "Monday. I got a role for you.
One week's work.
It's the role of a police captain in "'Maniac Cop 2.'"
And he goes, "Ohhh.
'Maniac Cop 2.'
I just finished doing 'Barton Fink'!
I just finished doing this and that!"
"But Michael, what are you gonna do on Monday?
Do you want to clip coupons,
or do you want to work on a movie?
And I'll pay you a fair rate,
and you come in, and you work on the movie."
And that's the spiel I would give to most actors
to get them to come in.
I'd kind of wait till the last minute
when they knew they were unemployed next week.
[Laughter]-That's great.
All right, well, it's about to get frantic
as we pass the halfway point of "Maniac Cop 2."
And this is where your good friend
Spiro Razatos comes in.
You and Spiro were close, right?
-We would see films in Chinatown in L.A.
We would go down together, and we would watch
all the Jackie Chan films, the John Woo movies,
the Tsui Hark films.
Yeah, we would go down to Chinatown
when they used to show them.
They never showed them anywhere else.
We would see things like "Rumble in the Bronx"
two years before it got released to the mainstream theaters.
-Probably one of the most famous stunt coordinators today.
-Well, today, yeah.
No, well -- Back then, he wasn't.
Back then, he was nobody.
Do you know why I hired him?
This is good for people going in to pitch themselves.
He didn't have any film to show me.
Nothing. He had nothing to show me.
He was a young guy -- early 20s.
He comes in, and he shows me a home movie he made
where he was doing all these stunts as a kid --
you know, with his friends and stuff.
And he did it to the theme from "Shaft," and at one point,
he runs off the roof of his mother's home
and falls off the second story of his mother's home into boxes.
And he's a kid!
But I can see he's so passionate about stunts,
and I couldn't afford an experienced stunt guy
on "Maniac Cop 1."
That's how I got Spiro to do the picture.
-Wow, that's a great story.
Well, there's lots of innovative ways to kill people,
and ways to rough people up,
so let's roll it.
You do police brutality really well, Bill.
If you ever do a "Maniac Cop 4,"
there will be hundreds of people on the streets
making cellphone videos of everything you do.
It might be impossible for the Maniac Cop
to get away with it in "Maniac Cop 4" 'cause --
People would still get their heads ripped off,
but the video would go viral.
[Static crackles]
[Door closes]
-So, how'd you like me on TV?
-I loved you.
The mayor loved you,
and the City Council was nuts about you.
Here.
Check out your reviews.
The whole city's freaked over this maniac cop.
-Guess I really started something, huh?
Maybe I should just go home and wait for the ax to fall.
-No chance.
-So you mean I can't do any more guest shots?
-No.
-You think there's any reason why Cordell would want
to come back and get me?
-I don't know.
But let me tell you --
if he doesn't shoot you,
the commissioner himself might kill you.
-[Sighs]
-What? -This, uh...
stupid rhyme keeps going through my head.
We used to say it when we were kids in Brooklyn.
I mean, it's just nonsense, but I-I can't get it out of my mind.
It goes, uh...
"One bright day in the middle of the night,
two dead boys got up to fight.
Back to back, they faced each other.
With their knives, they shot each other.
A deaf policeman heard the noise
and came and killed the two dead boys."
You know that?
-Yeah, I remember that when I was a kid.
"Two Dead Boys."
What about it?
-[Laughs] I don't know. I guess I'm just cracking up.
-[Chuckles] You oughta know.
That's your specialty.
-Yeah.
-Did you ever see anything so nasty?
Ooh! You got a big one too. [Laughs]
Boy, they really did a job on you, Cordell.
I mean, an honest cop.
What'd you think you'd get out of it?
You put the squeeze on the important people,
you end up in the slammer, not them.
What happened to you?
Why don't you tell me what happened?
I mean, I've never seen nobody cut...
that bad...
that deep...
and still be breathing.
♪♪
[Thudding]
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[Door clicking]
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[Scuffling]
[Groans]
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[Grunts]
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♪♪
-This young lady was attacked last evening
by the man we believe killed those strippers
in Brooklyn, Queens, and Manhattan.
-What can I do to help?
-Tonight, we're hitting similar clubs in Lower Manhattan,
bringing Cheryl here along,
hoping she can identify her attacker.
If he frequents such clubs, and we think he does,
he might show up.
-We're gonna be going in and out of these places as couples,
so we need a policewoman to make a foursome.
-I don't have any experience on the streets.
[Scoffs] Why me?
-Her assailant was rescued by a cop
who killed two policemen in the process.
A huge, disfigured cop.
-We put out a story that Cheryl died en route to Bellevue,
just to put her attacker at ease.
-Did he do this to you?
-Yes.
-Could you tell me what his hands felt like?
-Like ice.
-So you want to come along?
-Do I have any choice?
-No.
You're under my protection.
-Remember how to use a gun, Officer Riley?
-What difference does it make?
Shooting Cordell is only good for getting his attention.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-Hey, wait! Don't leave me here.
It ain't safe out there!
Oh.
You're goin' someplace I can't go, huh?
Got work to do?
Yeah, but you're comin' back, right?
You know, I got things to do myself.
But then I'll be back here waitin' for you!
♪♪
[Upbeat dance music plays]
[Horn honks]
♪♪
-♪ All day long, I've had this funny feeling ♪
♪ That tonight is the night ♪
[Whistling, catcalling]
-♪ Intuition keeps on telling me that love is in sight ♪
♪ The stars are shining extra bright tonight ♪
♪ That means something to me ♪
-How you doin'?
-Hey. Four.
-Four. $20.
Enjoy the show.
♪♪
-You girls work hard.
-Yeah, we do.
I can make $1,000 a week.
How much money do you make, Lieutenant?
Maybe I oughta take dancing lessons.
-You see anybody familiar here?
-Just a bunch of regulars from the other clubs that I work,
but I don't see him.
-Why don't we get out of here and try someplace else?
-Why don't we have a drink?
-What the hell? We paid for it.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-Lieutenant, it's him!
♪♪
-Hey. -Hey!
-Hey, watch it! -Hey, man.
-Ahh!
-Hey, look out!
-Oh! [Glass shatters]
-Ahh!
♪♪
-I gotta get me one of those. -[Laughs]
♪♪
-Hey, you.
I want to see my lawyer.
-That's no problem.
What happened to your friend, the big cop?
-He's my friend, alright.
And he ain't gonna forget about me.
-How did you meet Cordell?
-How'd you know his name?
-Shit! That girl that cold-cocked me.
She's the one from that TV show, "Criminals at Large."
Hey, you.
It's gonna take more than a TV show to catch my friend.
[Chuckles]
-Hmm.
This your address, Turkell?
-Wipe your feet on a mat!
-I think we got him. -That's great.
You want some company?
-Haven't you seen enough action for one night?
[Keys jingle]
Why don't you go get some rest?
-Oh, I couldn't sleep.
I think I'll go fire a few practice rounds.
I've never been much good with guns.
-Under the circumstances, I'd try to improve.
[Gunshots]
-I've never seen you in uniform before.
-Oh, I wanted to see if it still fits.
-That's not a very good shot pattern.
Maybe you're better at shootin' your mouth off on TV.
[Casings clatter]
Did they assign you to a beat yet?
Maybe Spanish Harlem, or some nice place like that?
-Maybe. -Well, listen, Susan.
Just, uh -- Just keep trying.
You'll get the knack of it in about a year or two.
Just tell everybody that that broken arm was your good one.
-Right. -Come on in, fellas.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-We've got ourselves a serial killer.
-[Singing off-key] ♪ Don't you forget me, Cordell. ♪
♪ I'm waitin' for you here, Cordell ♪
♪ We'll both probably end up in hell ♪
-♪ You'll need -- ♪ -Motherfucker!
Will you hold it down? Shit.
Get more privacy when I get back
in the motherfuckin' death house.
-Is that where you're goin', man? Sing Sing?
-What the fuck are you, Barbara Walters?
Shit, man. Yeah.
Motherfuckin' mornin'.
Shit.
I stalled them motherfuckers for five years.
Yeah.
The Supreme Court, it fucked me.
And it wasn't even safe sex.
It's cruel and unusual punishment.
No bullshit.
And listenin' to assholes like you is worse.
-Hey, be nice.
When my friend comes to break me out, I might take you with me.
-Yeah.
I will hold my breath...
and my dick.
-Oh, hi there, pretty lady.
Boy, don't you look great in that uniform.
You want me to autograph your cast?
-Look, I still want to talk to you about Cordell.
♪♪
♪♪
-If you want to know about him, stick around here tonight.
You might learn somethin'.
-What do you mean by that?
-[Laughs]
[Bullets clinking]
[Gunshot] -Oh!
[Screaming]
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[Indistinct chatter]
[Gunshots, groaning]
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[Screaming]
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-No.
-It must be visiting hours, 'cause my friend is back!
[Laughs]
[Static crackles]
-Hey, Bill, by the way,
I think they ripped off a lot of your moves
when they made "Joker."
Has anybody else mentioned that?
The whole world of "The Joker" in that Oscar-winning movie
looks a lot like the world of Frank Zito in "Maniac."
-I didn't immediately think of it,
except that they did depict '70s New York perfectly --
the look, the feel.
"Joker" is, to me, a masterpiece.
That film is the best picture of the year any year.
-Well, it was a good movie,
but it screamed "Bill Lustig New York sleaze."
-And it also had
Abel Ferrara and Frank Henenlotter.
All of us guys who were making these low-budget 60mm movies
on the streets on a wing and a prayer.
-Okay, sure.
Well, that shot where the Maniac Cop
throws the police chief through allof the walls --
you are pulling out all the stops now.
-If you look at the Jackie Chan films,
they have stunts like that in the Jackie Chan films.
He's literally on a wire, you know?
And we wired across the place and we threw him on the wire.
-Isn't there a point where the Maniac Cop
becomes too indestructible, and then if he's a supervillain,
you know, then there's no point in fighting him?
-Well, you know, I got to tell you, I often --
I'm asked, is the character a zombie
or is he a just a cop who's out for revenge, and all this?
And I always thought of this movie as a restless ghost story.
-Well, you know, whatever Cordell is,
I think his Kryptonite is that he's still a cop
and so somewhere deep down inside,
he can't let guys like Turkell get away with it.
I know you were trying to make him
more sympathetic with this role,
and I guess you partially succeeded,
but the very first kill in the convenience store,
that kind of makes him unredeemable.
Plus, he kills Bruce Campbell.
You can't kill Bruce Campbell and expect us to like you.
-I would say that his idea was that he was an honorable cop
in his time on Earth, and he was a cop who maybe
went further in his meting out of justice,
but he was still a cop, and so I believe that
his getting the apology that he so well-deserves
for having been screwed over by the government,
by the mayor and the police commissioner
all kind of saying, making him a fall guy
for what was going on in the city at the time.
You know, one thing I haven't mentioned
is that some people don't know that you're the owner
of Blue Underground, the top cult/exploitation
DVD and Blu-Ray firm in the business,
and you're especially strong when it comes to Italian films.
You know allthe greats -- you've been over there in Italy
and done business with all the great Italian filmmakers, right?
-I never met Luccio Fulci, but Argento, I mean,
I have his home number, we talk.
We're friendly.
I met Ruggero Deodato. I never met Bava.
I met Lamberto Bava, but I never met Mario Bava.
Yeah, so I was friendly with those people --
Luigi Cozzi.
-Are they surprised at all that all their movies are so popular
all these years later?
-I think at the time when I first started
putting the Italian movies out,
they never really saw the longevity of them.
The way I was treating their movies, I was treating them
like Criterion would treat a Fellini movie.
I was giving them beautiful transfers
from the original negatives
and doing them in the original aspect ratios.
We were interviewing them, the talent,
and doing audio commentaries.
All the stuff to give these films the respect
that they never got when they were first released.
It's tragic.
-Well, you know, I used to watch these films
and I didn't know where they came from.
You'd see them at the drive-ins in the '70s and the '80s
and they were disguised with English names.
You had a feeling something was kind of off about them,
because of the dubbing,
but you didn't really know where the film came from.
-Well, the thing is,
your drive-in was by 42nd Street.
I would go to 42nd Street
and that's where I was introduced to these movies.
And I began to pick up on tidbits of companies
and names of directors and some of the supporting people
that made the films, and I would seek out the films.
I would seek out "The Bird with the Crystal Plumage,"
"The Cat o' Nine Tails," you know?
"Deep Red," all these movies I would seek out.
I was in love with them.
I was in love with the police movies
that Enzo Castellari and Umberto Lenzi used to make.
All these wonderful, wonderful movies
that were rip-offs, very often, of American films,
but they were making these
brilliant, high-energy movies in Italy.
-Alright.
Well, we're about to watch one of the most exciting
action sequences of the decade of the '90s.
It goes on for about 25 minutes
and it concludes with fire stunts
that had never been attempted before.
You need fire, though,
to make sure the Maniac Cop is destroyed, right?
-Well, the idea of the fire was,
I wanted the ending to be like --
remember "The Thing?"
You know, the Howard Hawks, or whoever directed it?
The original "The Thing?"
I always loved that.
I always found it frightening when the Thing gets electrocuted
and he goes on fire and then he runs out the wall
into the snow, and all that.
I said, "Let's just do 'The Thing,' except longer."
-Have you ever been inside the actual Sing Sing prison?
-I didn't shoot the shots that are in "Maniac Cop."
We had a second unit do those overhead shots.
I'll tell you,
when we did the overhead shots on "Maniac Cop 1"
over Sing Sing Prison,
we had to ask permission of the warden
and the warden very casually told us
that if the helicopter gets below --
that you could fly over as much as you want,
get below 500 feet, we're shooting you down.
-Wow.
My God.
-Yeah.
But I've never been to Sing Sing.
I've been to Rahway. I was at Rahway Prison.
In fact, the exterior of the prison
when the bus pulls up into that area there,
that's Rahway State Prison in New Jersey.
-Well, they're taking Clarence Williams
to the death house.
Linc Hayes in "Mod Squad."
Does anybody remember "Mod Squad?"
-Yeah, he was the quintessential '70s black man,
you know, with the afro and the attitude.
-He was a great actor.
"Purple Rain." "Twin Peaks."
Anyhow, thanks, Bill, for being with us,
I'll see you at the next screening.
It doesn't matter when or where it is,
I know you will be there at every screening.
And now for the rollicking conclusion to...
"Maniac Cop 2."
There's a guy named Ted Conover, great journalist,
who was trying to write a book about Sing Sing,
but they don't let anybody in there, ever.
And so he knew that when you apply to be
a New York State correctional officer,
the first place they assign you is Sing Sing,
because nobody wants to work there.
It's the oldest prison in America
with some of the worst inmates.
It's so bad that everyone knows that the first thing you do
on your first day on the job,
is you apply for a transfer to some other New York prison.
So Ted Conover, the journalist,
applies to be a correctional officer,
gets accepted --
now, he's a reforming liberal, right?
So he gets assigned to Sing Sing,
he deals with the daily abuse the inmates give to a "newjack,"
which is their name for a rookie guard, and after a few weeks,
he's volunteering for the six-man cell extraction squads
just so he can get some licks in
on the guys who have thrown urine in his face.
Great book called "Newjack."
They don't ever do the urine-in-the-face scene
in the movies.
I wonder why.
Bill, youwould do the urine-in-the-face scene,
wouldn't you?
-I don't think so, Joe. I can't go there.
-Then who will go there, Bill, if you won't go there?
I bet Spiro Razatos would.
He'd take that urine in the face,
no questions asked.
[Static buzzes]
-Get down there and make sure that roadblock is set up.
-What's going on?
-He blew away half a dozen men downstairs on the firing range.
I don't know how many he killed upstairs.
We just got the hell out of his way.
-That's a good strategy.
[Tires squeal]
-He's got Susan Riley as a hostage on the cell block.
-Is she alright? -I don't know.
-What are we doin' about this?
-I got the tactical squad on its way and a couple of SWAT teams.
Doyle's been notified.
He's on his way over here to take charge.
-Take charge? That's a joke.
-You got any ideas?
-If he comes out, don't interfere with him.
Just follow him.
He had a reason for coming here.
He's got a reason for everything he does.
-Ooh, what'd you do to these cops?
Oh, I'd have loved to seen it.
See, Blum? I told you, treat me nice.
-He's gonna get us killed.
[Sirens wailing]
-Come on!
[Car door closes]
-Hey lady, close your eyes.
You may see something you like.
-[Singing] Going home.
[Rattling]
-How come he don't talk?
It's weird.
Weird!
-He just handed me your transfer papers to Sing Sing.
-I ain't goin' back there.
-Well, I think that's what he's got in mind.
-Hey, man, they wanna kill me!
-Nah, he wouldn't let that happen
to a pleasing personality like yourself.
-You've been in Sing Sing before.
What's back there for you?
-Come on. You're a bright girl.
Haven't you got that figured out yet?
We're goin' there...
to break out all them guys on death row.
There's about 20 of 'em up there on appeal.
Real lovable types.
Yes, that's-that's what we're gonna do.
'Cause we're recruitin' an army. Aren't we?
Sure.
See, 'cause it's like, your thoughts are in my mind.
I got you figured out, man.
We ain't runnin' away. No, we're gettin stronger.
-Yeah!
-'Cause we got ourselves a leader.
-Oh, I don't want no part of this.
I'm not goin' to no state pen--
Ow!
[Body thuds] -[Chuckles]
Uh, say, listen.
We gonna bring her along?
Alright, sweetheart.
Here's a jacket. You lead the way.
If there's any shootin', you'll be the first to know about it.
[Laughing]
♪♪
[Indistinct shouting]
♪♪
-Terrific.
She puts on a uniform and immediately gets taken hostage.
Some cop.
♪♪
-Why is he going back there? -Shut up and get in!
[Engine starts]
♪♪
-Bumper cars!
[Engine revs]
♪♪
♪♪
[Sirens wailing]
♪♪
♪♪
-Let me give you a ride, commissioner.
We gotta talk.
[Tires squeal]
-I have my limo.
-We need to talk.
-[Laughing]
[Horn honks]
♪♪
Alright, hold on, y'all!
Here goes!
Woo-hoo!
♪♪
♪♪
I'm bad! Woo!
♪♪
Woo-hoo!
That's right, eh, Blum?
Don't change your shorts, baby,
'cause this ride's just startin'.
♪♪
Do-si-do!
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♪♪
Ha-ha!
♪♪
Yeah!
What do you think of that, little lady?
Huh?
♪♪
-You're going in the wrong direction.
That's the parkway up ahead.
-Same route Cordell took.
I think I know where he's going.
-How do you know that?
-One of the escapees was scheduled for a transfer
to the death house at Sing Sing.
Cordell's making a delivery.
He's homesick.
-How come you didn't say anything about that before?
-'Cause all the cops in the world can't stop Cordell.
Only you can.
-Stop this car. I'm getting out. That's an order.
-You lost the right to make orders.
You're going with me.
-No. No, I'm not going anywhere.
-What's the matter, Commissioner?
You finally believe in ghosts?
You oughta. You made him one.
-Turn this goddamn car around.
-[Chuckles]
That's a dumb fuckin' thing to do.
-Well, what do you want me to do, huh?
Shove the gun in my own mouth? Pull the trigger?
-That's too easy.
I want you to reopen the Cordell case.
Get some judge to set aside his conviction
and then dig up his empty coffin.
That's right, it's gonna be empty.
-Come on! Come on!
-Then I want you to bury it again with a police honor guard!
-You're fuckin' crazy, you know that?
-Cordell got too close to you people at City Hall
who were takin' payoffs.
So you framed him, put him in a fuckin' rathole, and set him up.
You murdered him.
-You're pushin' me too far, McKinney.
Pull over!
[Tires squeal]
You're right.
I'm responsible.
What am I supposed to do now? -Sign a confession.
-I can't do that. I'd be through.
-Well, you're through now.
You're not gonna see retirement. He's gonna come after you.
♪♪
-[Laughing]
♪♪
-You sure is pretty for a cop.
Do you wanna integrate?
[Tapping]
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-Woo-hoo-hoo!
♪♪
-This is McKinney.
Deputy Commissioner Doyle wants to speak to His Honor the Mayor.
It concerns the massacre at headquarters.
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[Bus approaching]
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♪♪
-Open the gate.
[Gate clicking]
♪♪
♪♪
[Gate thuds]
[Bus driving]
[Gate clicking]
-Uh, delivering the prisoner Blum, Joseph T.
-We weren't expecting this guy till morning.
-I got a tip his friends might try
to create a little detour, you know?
We're just playin' it safe.
-Open the gates!
[Gate clicking]
-Welcome home,Cordell.
-Put me through to the warden.
Warden, Blum's just been delivered.
- I got word from the city that he'd been broken out of jail.
-Well, he just arrived under escort.
- Seal off that section of the cell block.
Put all men on alert. We're in trouble.
-Yes, sir.
- Attention. Attention. This is the warden.
Deputy Commissioner Doyle
wishes to speak to Matt Cordell.
-Cordell? -He's alive.
I told you so.
-If he comes after me, I'm ready for that bastard.
[Crack]
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♪♪
[Door clicking]
-Hey, death row people!
We're here to liberate you!
-Yeah!
-This is Deputy Commissioner Doyle.
I'm here in the prison courtyard.
I'm talking to Matt Cordell.
Cordell, Judge Arthur Claypool has ordered your case reopened.
-Bullshit.
Like you need a new trial, right?
-Listen, Cordell. This is what you want.
-Hey, you shut up. You hear me?
-Listen!
-Keep going.
-In your first trial, perjury was committed.
Even the presiding judge was influenced.
I, myself, was involved.
We're the guilty ones.
Cordell, you were a good man once.
A good cop.
-Fuck him. "Good cop."
You're every good cop's nightmare.
-Yeah!
- Cordell, I repeat, your conviction will be reversed
by the state Supreme Court.
-Open this door, now! -Hey, come on!
Open the door! Open the door!
[Indistinct shouting]
-Where you goin', man?
-Where the fuck's he going?
-I don't know, man!
Don't leave me!
Tell me what to do!
♪♪
-No! -Hey!
-Oh, God!
No!
No!
[Whimpering] Don't leave me.
- I've signed a confession.
I'm the guilty one.
-Good.
He heard you.
I hope.
[Thud]
[Prisoners shouting]
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-Cordell!
♪♪
[Glass shatters]
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[Screaming]
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♪♪
♪♪
-No!
No!
No!!
[Screaming]
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♪♪
[Screaming]
♪♪
♪♪
[Grunts]
♪♪
[Screaming]
♪♪
-You never cared for me.
You were never my friend!
Gah!
[Screaming]
♪♪
[Screaming]
♪♪
♪♪
-We commend our brother Matthew to you, Lord.
May he live on in your presence.
In your mercy and love, forgive whatever sins
he may have committed through human weakness.
We ask this through Christ, our Lord.
Amen.
And so the final remains of Matthew Cordell,
who died three years ago, are brought to rest with honors.
His remains have been brought here
so he may be placed beside his fellow officers.
But I feel sorrow for all of those
whose deceptions and lies were responsible
for this tragic death.
That's something they'll have to contend with
when they meet their maker.
-Detail. Attention.
[Boots click]
Present arms.
Order arms.
-I'll take that.
-Detail, dismissed.
[Gears rattle]
♪♪
[Ball bouncing]
-What is it?
-Hmm? Uh...
Oh, nothin'.
There's a piece of Cordell in every cop.
Every time arresting some mutt isn't enough,
because we know they'll be back on the streets
before we even do the paperwork.
Every time we pull a trigger and...
and it feels good,
because that's something the lawyers can't reverse.
It all comes down to justice...
and pressure.
There's only that much difference
between a cop and a maniac cop.
♪♪
-[Children chanting] One bright day
in the middle of the night,
two dead boys got up to fight.
Back to back, they faced each other.
With their knives, they shot each other.
A deaf policeman heard the noise,
and came and killed the two dead boys.
[Children laughing]
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-[Singsong] Yo, wait a minute.
What's that?
Something's sneaking around a corner!
Here we go!
I think it's that maniac!
Hold up!
Ahhh!
Rrrah!
♪♪
[Rapping] ♪ You better watch out ♪
♪ When you hear that sound ♪
♪ It means that the Maniac Cop's around ♪
♪ Once upon a time, he was a supercop ♪
♪ But the bad guy framed him to make him stop ♪
♪ They put him in prison where they tried to kill him ♪
♪ But he broke out, now he's the villain ♪
♪ Bullets won't hurt him, I know it sounds like jive ♪
♪ But we're not sure if he's dead or alive ♪
-♪ Set him on fire, I shoot him with an Uzi ♪
♪ But he'll show up in your Jacuzzi ♪
♪ You can run him over, you can feed him poison ♪
♪ Push him out a window and it only annoys him ♪
♪ You better believe me if they think I'm lying ♪
♪ When he show up ♪ -Yeah.
-♪ People start dying ♪
♪ He's out for vengeance and he can't be stopped ♪
♪ That's why they call him the Maniac Cop ♪
-You have the right to remain silent.
♪♪
-Huh!
♪♪
Rrahh!
♪♪
♪ When you hear that whistle out in the street ♪
♪ You gonna think it's a cop on the beat ♪
♪ But don't be thinking about police protection ♪
♪ 'Cause this is one cop with a bad connection ♪
♪ When he shows up, he's supposed to protect ya ♪
♪ But Maniac Cop is out to get ya ♪
♪ He is an anti-vigilante and they can't convict him ♪
♪ So watch out, jack, 'cause you're the next victim ♪
-♪ Don't hang around if you see him coming ♪
♪ Just pick up your feet and commence to running ♪
♪ And don't waste time dialing 911 ♪
-♪ Forget karate ♪ -♪ And forget your gun ♪
♪ Don't play hero, don't try to be brave ♪
♪ This dude's gonna send you to an early grave ♪
♪ He's out for vengeance and he can't be stopped ♪
♪ That's why they call him the Maniac Cop ♪
-You have the right to a mortician.
If you cannot afford one, we'll take you as you are.
-Rrrah!
♪♪
[Laughing]
♪ The law is evil and justice is blind ♪
♪ But this cop's justice is one-of-a-kind ♪
♪ He's homicidal and maladjusted ♪
♪ But when he busts in, your ass is busted ♪
♪ You won't get a ticket or pay a fine ♪
♪ You might as well be dealin' with Frankenstein ♪
♪ He's big and ugly with a busted jaw ♪
♪ You know he's the wrong arm of the law ♪
-♪ You better stay away from this man in blue ♪
♪ And don't call the cops, 'cause he'll snuff them too ♪
♪ They killed him once, but he came back ♪
♪ He's the Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Maniac ♪
-♪ When you're out on the streets ♪
♪ And you hear that sound ♪
♪ It probably means that Cordell's around ♪
♪ He's out for vengeance and he can't be stopped ♪
♪ That's why they call him the Maniac -- ♪
-♪ The Maniac Cop! ♪
Rrah!
-What's that?
-I don't know, but I'm ready to kill him.
-No, wait, Josh, come back!
Ahhh!
-Aw, man, I gotta -- -Quit that, man.
Let's break. Let's get out of here, man.
-Hey, man, you said you seen him.
-I don't know. Let's check out the movie again.
-I think we should.
Rrrah!
-You have the right to remain silent...
forever.
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♪♪
[Static buzzing]
-Oh yeah, the "Maniac Cop Rap."
I forgot about that.
John Brennan, where are you?
-Yo.
-Don't you do the "Maniac Cop Rap" in concert?
-No show is complete without it!
-[Chuckles]
Jay Chattaway, the composer on the film,
was nothappy about the "Maniac Cop Rap."
Bill Lustig wanted to end with a rap song,
but the end credits is usually where the composer is allowed
to reprise all the best music from the film.
So Jay Chattaway reluctantly did write a rap song
and he brought in "rap guys from Compton"
to audition for the end credits rap,
and he hates the song to this day.
He especially hates the line
that rhymes "Uzi" with "Jacuzzi."
He says there are all these different versions
of the song on YouTube,
and they all have his name on them
and he would love if they did not exist.
Also, that cemetery where they bury the Maniac Cop?
That's Calvary Cemetery in Queens,
final resting place of Lustig's friend and colleague,
Joe Spinell, from "Maniac."
One thing I didn't immediately understand
is why Turkell turns against the Maniac Cop
in the final scene,
but this time watching it, I saw what it was.
Turkell thinks they're gonna bust everyone out of prison,
but Cordell really just wants to kill all the guys
that messed up his face.
And all that fire in the final scene,
they set all kinds of records with that.
Once they got to the prison set,
they still didn't know the exact ending of the movie.
I mean, they knew who lives and dies,
but not exactly how.
So Larry Cohen comes down to the set
for the only time during production,
and he sat there with Spiro Razatos,
the stunt coordinator,
and together they brainstormed ideas for the ending.
And Larry Cohen asked Spiro if it was possible
to throw people out of a building
while they were still on fire.
And Spiro thought about it and he said,
"Well, that's never been done before, ever."
And so, of course they had to do it.
The stunt people who were in the fire suits had to rely
on riggers to save them as they fell the seven stories,
because normally, a stunt person in a fire suit
can just call for a fire extinguisher at any time,
but not when they're dangling on wires
and they're beyond the reach of the safety crew.
So if they breathe in at that point,
their lungs get singed and they die.
So they had to make sure they had enough air in their lungs
as they were falling, and even after they hit the bottom,
they had to hold their breath until the fires were put out.
The inspiration for the whole sequence
was Howard Hawks' "The Thing,"
the scene where James Arness bursts into the storage room
and is suddenly set on fire.
It took three days to shoot that fire stuff,
because they could only do two to three burns per day,
due to the complexity of the special effects.
Okay.
Darcy, come on over.
I got the "Maniac Cop" and "Maniac Cop 2" videos --
Darcy, wow.
Or should I say, "Mrs. Dar?"
Or...
Or Maniac Cop Woman, or Policewoman.
-Any of those work. -You know, I'm like --
I'm not sure you hit the makeup quite right.
-Oh, 'cause, okay, well...
I'm doing Part 1, not Part 2.
He's a little more zombified in Part 2,
so I put the more basic on.
-Oh, "Maniac Cop 1" makeup. -Yes.
-Oh, okay. It's got it on here.
Yeah, okay, good job.
I think that's one of your better cosplays ever.
-Thank you. -Alright.
So, what did you think of the movie?
-It was really different than the first one,
but, like, a lot more fun.
The only problem was that I hated that
they killed off Bruce and Laurene so fast.
-Really? Well, I think Bill was going for
some kind of intentional Janet Leigh effect,
you know, where you didn't expect it.
-Well, at least Laurene got to go out like a hero.
-Bruce's death was cheap-ass.
-Well, it's too bad that Part 3
ended up as an Alan Smithee, you know?
Alan Smithee is the credit you use
when you take your name off a picture, you know?
So both Bill Lustig and Larry Cohen
quit in the middle of Part 3.
-I really love that they paid tribute
to Joe Spinell at the end.
And the freaking rap song, it rules.
-You like the rap song? -Oh, yeah.
-Are you kidding? -I love it.
-Alright, hit it, John!
-♪ You better watch out when you hear that sound ♪
♪ That means the Maniac Cop is around ♪
♪ Once upon a time, he was a supercop ♪
-Okay, that's enough, John.
Stop.
[Laughing]
Do you think "Maniac Cop" is pro-police or anti-police?
-I don't know. Does it have to have a statement?
-No, it doesn't have to.
-It's just fun. -Okay.
Alright, time for the Drive-in Mailbag.
What you got for me?
-You are gonna love this letter.
It is from Lindsey Marie of Houston.
-Okay.
There we go.
"Joe Bob Briggs, Darcy, and 'The Last Drive-In' team --
Thanks for the killer content and entertainment.
Love all the movie marathons and facts, but with this quarantine
I have especially been enjoying these past few episodes.
I look forward to every Friday
and it's the best way to end the week.
Horror Forever, Lindsey Marie, Houston."
-Okay, nice letter
But why do I love it?
I mean, I like it, but why do I love it?
-It's not what she said, it's what's enclosed.
-Oh.
-Yep. -Oh, my God.
Is this what I think it is? -It is.
-You know, I don't think you can show this on the air.
'cause this is the real deal,
and they sort of, like, put a ban on this, but...
We talked about this when we were showing-
what movie were we showing when I talked about this?
-"Silent Night, Deadly Night 2."
-Okay, yeah, and the reason you're not supposed to
sell or trade this card -- it's a playing card.
It's a sports card.
It's a bad taste reason, because Mark Jackson
was a point guard for the Knicks,
and this is the Mark Jackson card, apparently,
and you can clearly see in this photo -- did you look at it?
Okay, you can clearly see in the photo
that the Menendez Brothers
are sitting on the front row at the Forum,
and if you look at the dates of
when the Knicks were playing at the Forum that year,
it means they were out spending their parents' money
while their parents' dead bodies were still back at the house.
And their father, by the way,
was the head of Live Entertainment,
who's been responsible for quite a few movies
that we've shown on this show,
which is how we started talking about 'em in the first place.
So shame on you, Lindsey Marie, for sending this to us.
And thank you.
Very rare card.
You never know what will show up in the ol' Drive-In Mailbag.
-Oh, my God. Tell me about it.
-You get weird stuff in the mail, don't you?
-I'll have to tell you about it later.
-Okay, Darcy.
I'm Joe Bob Briggs, reminding you
that good judgment comes from experience,
and most experience comes from bad judgment.
The drive-in will never die.
An Irishman's been drinking at a pub all night --
You know this one.
-I do not.
-I wonder how many jokes start out,
"Irishman's been drinking at a pub all night?"
Alright, so --
Irishman's been drinking at a pub all night,
and when he stands up to leave, he falls flat on his face.
Tries to stand one more time.
Again, falls flat on his face.
So he figures he'll just crawl outside and get some fresh air
and maybe that'll sober him up.
So he crawls to the door of the bar, gets outside,
stands up, falls flat on his face.
So the Irishman decides,
well, it's just four blocks to my house.
I'll just crawl there.
So he crawls all the way to his house,
he arrives at his front door, stands up --
falls flat on his face.
So he crawls through the door.
He crawls all the way to his bedroom.
When he reaches the bed, he thinks,
"Okay, I can stand up now."
Pulls himself upright, quickly falls right onto the bed.
Sound asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow.
Next morning, he wakes up and his wife is standing over him
yelling at him,
"So you've been out drinking again!" she says.
And he tries to act all innocent --
he says, "Why do you say that?"
The wife says, "The pub called.
You left your wheelchair there again."
-Wow, dude. Wow.
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