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Ha, ha, ha, ha.

Oh, Carol.

I knew you'd come back here.

So, uh, how do you like it?

Ride's pretty good.

I mean my car.

The love tub here.

Love tub?

How many girls do you bring up here, anyway?

Uh, I take the fifth.

I bet you do.

Boy, if this car could talk.

Oh, but it does talk. But only to me.

Honey, this is my faithful 66 Checker Classic.

A fab cab.

I'm going up to the cabin. You want anything?

No, I gotta finish working on the car tonight.

Honey, can you hand me the 3 -8 wrench?

It's over there by the toolbox.

Thanks.

Oh, this is the wrong size. I need the 3 -8 wrench.

Ow! Hey!

What's the matter with you?

Jesus Christ!

Honey, want some beer?

Want some of my beer, sweetheart?

Honey?

Hank?

I'll get you a letter.

Okay, let's go.

Look, honey.

Come down here and give me the money.

I'm sure I didn't do it.

Of course I'm sure. What are you taking me for?

Come on. Here are the prints you needed on that girl they brought down to the

morgue last night. Thanks.

Mark!

I want you to meet Rydell King.

It's a pleasure.

I understand you'll be working with us on these homicides, is that correct?

Yes, sir.

Drop it, sir. Just call me Rydell, would you?

I want you to give Rydell any further information he needs.

And I'll see you both later this afternoon in my office.

Okay. Here are some photographs of the latest victim.

You know the newspapers have nicknamed the co -ed killer the Black Angel.

The murders haven't all happened in one part of town.

But the victims all knew one another at the same school.

The Black Angel probably knew the victims personally.

That's a shame.

There's a young woman here now going through the mug shots, trying to

the killer.

He may be a former boyfriend of hers.

Oh, yes, Lee Faulkner.

Did she make a positive identification yet?

No. Seems like she's even having a hard time remembering exactly what he looks

like.

Okay.

Let's go and talk to her.

Are you cold, sir?

Friday, okay.

Now, let me get my club.

Nice of you to come down and help us out with this investigation.

Now, I'd like to ask you a few questions concerning Carol Williams.

Anything I can do to help.

Have you seen her parents?

Yes, her father came down from Ireland for the funeral, and her mom died a

few years back.

Uh -huh, and how are you and the girls, that new Carol, taking this?

Oh, it's been real sad.

Carol was a real close friend, almost like a sister.

How long have you known Carol?

Four years.

Did you live at 4936 Winterdale Drive?

Yes. Do you know of anyone that might have wanted Carol killed?

No. Carol was a real nice person.

She had lots of friends, not enemies. Not anybody who wanted to kill her.

Did you look at all the photos?

Mm -hmm.

Any of these men friends of Carol's?

No. Are you sure?

Have you known any of these people before?

No.

What about James Scott?

Don't you know him?

Wasn't he going with Carol?

And isn't he now your current boyfriend and lover?

Well, yes.

And wasn't Jimmy with you yesterday?

No, I didn't see him.

That's surprising.

I spoke to several of the girls that told me that Jimmy was with you.

And not only that, but Jimmy and Carol had an argument, and Jimmy left Carol

because of you.

Now, you're going to tell me you don't know anything about that?

No. Can I go now? No, you can't. Sit down.

Now, let's just cut the bullshit.

All right. Does this sound familiar?

Arresting Officer Johnson.

Prostitution.

Carson Heights Motel.

Does this look familiar?

You know, you must think we're pretty stupid.

Now, we found a hell of a lot more last night than just a couple of dead bodies.

Did I do anything wrong?

Did I do anything wrong? You can save me a lot of trouble by finding Jimmy

Scott. How the hell am I supposed to find him?

You can't.

I can.

I'll give you exactly 24 hours to find James Scott.

Go on, get the hell

out of here.

Well, now since it's Lee's birthday, why don't I get Lee to come up and learn a

little bit about magic.

Come on up here.

What I want you to do, Lee, is I want you to select a card from

the deck, anyone you like, and don't show me the card, but show it to the

audience.

Just one card, Lee.

And place it back in the deck anywhere you like.

Just like so.

Okay, I'll close up the deck.

Now, what I have is a handful of bullets, and I want you to select one.

Okay,

that's the one you want.

What we're going to do with that, we're going to load this handgun with it.

Just like so.

Close the chamber.

Thank you very much, Lee. You can sit down now. Give Lee a hand for helping me

there.

Now I'm going to attempt to find Lee's card with the bullet in that gun by the

count of three.

One.

Two. Two.

Three.

Was that your card?

The only thing a magician ever really does is to ask

one question.

What's real and what's illusion?

Let's go first one. Well, what could be more real than a newspaper?

You all know everything you read in a newspaper.

Well, here's a newspaper that's very solid and very real.

If I were to tear this paper into shreds, it'd become a torn newspaper.

Impossible to put back to its original one piece.

So that you recognize this particular newspaper when you see it again, I'm

paging through it. I want you to remember a picture or an ad from within.

So talk. Jesus. We're in front of friends. Now the illusion begins. Your

friends. I call this part the illusion because I never really...

Look, I don't want to go.

I'm having fun.

Then go, okay?

Why don't you just go for your swim?

I'll join you in five minutes, all right? I promise.

Yeah, okay.

Well,

look, I got something I want to say to you, too.

I know you're there, Jimmy.

Nothing you do surprises me anymore.

Well?

Where are you?

Okay, Jimmy.

You come out now.

Jimmy!

Stop it!

Damn you!

I'm sick of you!

These lacerations from her head hitting the side of the pool.

There's a definite crushing here.

Like her throat was put into a vice.

I'll be able to tell better once I get her down time.

Looks like she put up a hell of a fight.

Well, maybe the girl never had a chance.

Suppose you can make me out a report as soon as you can?

Sure.

Thanks, Franklin.

Yeah.

Who was that?

That's Rydell King.

You're kidding.

I didn't recognize him.

The man's been on leave of absence.

The man's a legend.

Wasn't his daughter kidnapped?

Yeah. They found her body.

But they never found the killer.

Let's get her out of here.

Were you here alone at the time? Yes.

Kate? For the third time in many weeks, it appears the co -ed strangler has

struck again.

This time he has brutally murdered Lee Faulkner, a 24 -year -old student at

Dorsey College.

Miss Faulkner was maliciously and violently strangled in her own swimming

The killer exercised a boldness unseen in his previous killings by perpetrating

this brutal act while a party was in progress in this house.

The police are looking for Miss Faulkner's boyfriend, Jimmy Scott, for

questioning. Scott was the last person to see Lee Faulkner alive.

I don't care. I think it's criminal the way you control and plan that girl's

life. Helen, she's my responsibility.

She's my sister.

I'll decide what's right for her.

At the risk of jeopardizing her life.

Now, wait a minute.

How was I to know he would be there?

He's killed before and in that area.

Yeah, but never at a party.

Hello?

Hello?

Judy?

Who is this?

I'm coming to get you.

Who is this?

I don't think this is funny.

You all right?

Yes, I think so.

Except for the nightmares I'll have.

Poor baby.

Damn, you're lucky. Could have been you in that pool.

You know, I just don't understand your brother.

Doesn't he know there's a nut out there? I mean, the guy's already killed three

girls. I guess he doesn't think it could happen to me.

Did you call me last night?

No, why?

I had the strangest phone call.

Heavy breathing. And then this voice.

Must have been some phone pervert.

That's what I thought, my first obscene phone call.

We better go before my brother gets back.

Is there anything on?

No.

At all?

Nothing.

It's going to be okay.

Really, you should try a smile.

anyway.

Same again.

Do you understand?

I've always tried to do what was best for you. I sweated to provide you with a

decent life.

I will not permit you to throw it away on some ghetto... Nigger.

Say it.

Isn't that what you really object to most?

Me.

Morgan Cole's sister.

Running around with a nigger.

Judy.

I thought we'd never get her.

Hey, I was just kidding.

I was thinking of having a little dessert, but...

Okay,

Tarzan.

I left a couple of sixpacks in the back of the pickup.

So, why don't you go get them, and I'll freshen up.

Danny?

Oh, what's the matter? Did we get sleepy?

Good morning.

Time for big boys to wake up.

Hello? Judy?

Hello? I'm watching you.

What?

I'm coming for you. Is that you, Jimmy Scott?

This is your father.

Please, stop it.

Just go away.

Go away!

Judy?

What's wrong?

Who was it?

Jimmy Scott.

He's wanted by the police.

Why do you think it was James Scott that called you?

I'm not certain.

It just seems like something he would do.

Would you mind explaining that?

Well, Jimmy asked me to go out with him, and I refused.

He didn't like people to say no to him.

Why'd you refuse him?

He was already going out with Lee Faulkner.

I didn't see any point in it.

I see.

Not exactly faithful, is he?

That was his way.

Jimmy thought of himself as a free soul.

He didn't like rules.

Knowing that, why do you suppose Lee Faulkner went out with Scott?

Lee sort of liked the wild type.

She liked to party and have a good time.

Did you know Lisa James?

She was the model in one of my art classes.

And the first victim.

You know, these cults could be coming from a crank.

It's unlikely that a criminal on the run would make them.

However, we're not exactly dealing with any ordinary criminal now, are we?

I think we better play it safe and put a tap on your phone.

Sergeant Rydell, do you think we should have some police protection for Judy?

No. No, I don't think that's necessary. I think it's only a matter of time that

we get James Scott.

Sergeant, have your men discovered why he's killing these college girls?

If it's not rape, what's the motive?

What is driving this guy?

Well, we're not quite sure at this point.

It seems that most of these girls may have been involved in prostitution,

possibly drugs.

Surely, you don't include Lee Faulkner in that group now.

Well, we're looking into that. We did find a book with names, addresses, phone

numbers.

It seems that all these girls were very close friends.

Sergeant Rydell, what you're implying to us is that Jimmy Scott may be some sort

of moral vigilante.

That could possibly be his M .O .S.

Oh, if that's true, what does he want with Judy?

I'm afraid I can't answer that.

Billy, are you okay?

Yeah, sure.

You know, nobody beats me like that, especially not your brother.

He was only trying to protect me.

Protect you?

He almost killed me.

And if it wasn't for you pulling him off, he probably would have.

He's got to be crazy.

Ever since my parents died, he's been trying to be both a mother and father to

me.

Billy, you didn't mean any harm.

Want a drink?

You know what I want.

Yeah. I'll go flip into something a little more comfy.

Are you sure your husband won't be home early?

How was your day at school?

Average.

Anything happen over here?

Average.

Morgan, your law partner, Franklin, stopped by. He had some papers for you

sign. Yes, he found me.

Judy, I'm going to have some additional locks placed on your bedroom window this

weekend.

Any particular reason?

I'd just feel a bit safer.

Rydell King thought it would be a good idea.

At least to James Scott's behind bars.

Who are you?

Come and get it.

Yeah, that's not even good.

Oh My god, oh my god

Go get something to eat.

Do you want something? Sure.

All right, can we start from the beginning?

Where did you go after you left the party?

I already told him that.

Well, now, Scott, you're just going to have to tell me again, all right?

Where did you go after you left the party?

All right, um, I, uh... Speak up, Scott.

Well, I went to get some beer.

The party ran out.

Can you tell me the first time that you had an argument with your girlfriend,

Lee Faulkner? No.

Then you walked out on her? It was just a disagreement. We've had them before.

I just went to get some beer.

What is it? Sergeant Bishop.

Yes, Sergeant.

What do you have? I've got the Robert Lawrence Capali here.

Send me here.

Sergeant, did I tell you that I really didn't want any interruptions during

interrogation?

Okay, what time was it that you left the party?

Um, 810, I guess.

Do you know for sure? Or do you just guess?

810? I just guess.

You don't know.

All right, what's the name of the liquor store? Joe's Liquor Store.

And what time did you arrive there?

What time did you arrive there, Scott?

Scott? All right, what, um, 810?

810? 830.

830. You're sure of that? 830?

I guess.

Scott, 8 .30?

All right, where'd you go after you left the store?

I came back to the party. Went back to the party. I came back to the party and

walked across the street and I drank a beer.

Drank a beer.

Did you observe anything unusual happening?

No, I didn't see anything but police cars.

That's all you saw?

Just saw police cars.

Well, I want to remind you of something, Scott.

We have a rap sheet here, huh?

And it's long enough, just long enough, to put you away for a hell of a long

time. Do you know that? So for your sake, old Scotty baby, you better be

the truth. I am, okay? I just... What do I say to convince you?

Just the truth, punk.

That's all. Just the truth. Now, all you've been doing is sitting on your

fucking ass, lying to me.

Well, now I'm going to tell you what you did do.

You went to the party. You had an argument with your girlfriend, Lee

You left the party.

You left the party.

Right?

Giving everyone the impression that you were going for beer. But instead...

Instead, Scott, you went to the pool.

You waited.

And you killed her, didn't you? And then... And then... Wait. And then you

to the... To the van.

Had a little beer out of the fridge. Not realizing, of course, the amount of

time it took you to go to the van. The body had already been discovered.

The police on their way.

So you were stuck there, weren't you, boy?

And with your record, you didn't know what to do. So you just sat there

watching. Huh?

Watching and drinking. No.

Didn't you? No.

Didn't you? No.

Didn't you?

I didn't.

Didn't you? Didn't you? I didn't kill her.

Don't lie to me, you punk.

I booked

a son of a bitch.

Get him out of my sight.

Mr. Cole, please.

Mr. Cole?

Sergeant Bridell here.

Well, we got him.

That's right. So you can inform your sister. There's nothing more to worry

about. And we'll keep in touch.

That's right, Mr. Cole.

All right, sir.

Goodbye.

What in the hell are you trying to do? Scare me to death?

Creeping up on me like that.

I was trying to scare you off your fat ass into getting a job.

You don't seem to understand, Georgie.

One paycheck isn't cutting it anymore.

With a landlord talking about another raise.

I was out there looking.

Nothing.

There is at the club.

Look.

Frank knows.

He doesn't care.

He's practically guaranteed you the job.

Won't you at least come down and talk to him?

Damn. Joey's up.

Hey, why don't you send him back to your app?

I would, if I could find the job.

Georgie? Georgie?

Georgie?

May we ask what your name is, please?

Murphy.

Father Murphy.

Is that your legal name?

Well, I'm an ordained minister under that name.

May we ask where your parish is?

Well, actually, I'm between churches right now, but I'm staying downtown

get another assignment.

I live at 220 Main, apartment 117.

Okay, would you like some coffee?

Could I trouble you for some pomegranate tea?

Well, all we have is coffee and water.

Well, water will do fine, thank you.

Okay, what do we have here?

Father Murphy, I'd like you to meet Detective Sergeant Rydell King.

He'll be asking you a few questions. Good. I understand you have some things

tell us, is that right?

Yes.

Did you know Julie Banks?

Yes.

You read what happened to her?

Dark hair.

21 -year -old student at Dorsey College.

Used to work at the campus bookstore.

She had a radiant smile.

The clearest blue eyes you ever did see.

Let's just go to those wild parties.

The party's over at Delta Firehouse.

You can hear them two blocks away.

People in cars all over the front lawns.

Beer by the case.

Young girls learning all about life in the backseat of cars.

But you know how they do.

Smoking grass.

And they got coke now, too.

How is this relevant?

Julie was into these sort of things probably more than anybody else.

Away from her parents.

No one to discipline her.

No one to lift her out of this filth.

You killed her, didn't you?

I excommunicated her from the human race.

I have no regrets.

She deserved to be.

She contaminated society with her indiscretions.

She was a Jezebel.

You know who Jezebel was?

She was an adulteress.

King Ahab's wife, who was brought to her knees by the prophet Elijah.

How did you kill these women?

With Jack and Bob.

Oh, I'm sorry, Sergeant. You never met them.

Well, allow me to introduce them to you.

This is Jack, and this is Bob.

You don't like them.

They can be very friendly.

Or they can...

be very angry.

I placed Jack and Bob around her throat.

I could hear them humming.

They squeezed.

I could feel the energy flowing from the girl's body into Jack and Bob.

The nerve endings came alive.

Wait. I'm not finished yet.

I'm booking you.

Do you have the photos on that report?

Yes, I've got them in the file. Good.

I just don't understand Rydell.

He had this kook in here.

Father Murphy?

God knows what his real name is.

Rydell booked him on suspicion of a 187.

Probably had good cause.

I wish I knew. All I saw was a guy that would confess to anything just to get

attention.

Anyway, Rydell interrogated Jimmy Scott.

Hey, King is very thorough.

Look, kid.

Get in there with him and learn something.

Do you have any other leads on your own?

Hello? Judy?

Judy?

I'll be there soon.

I didn't mean to scare you. I had another call.

But he's in jail. It's in all the papers.

He was on the phone, the same voice.

Then it never was Scott.

It couldn't have been him.

Billy, why'd you come here tonight?

I came to talk to your brother, but I chickened out.

You know, it's crazy me apologizing to some monkey after he damn near killed

But I just wanted to tell him that I love you.

I wish you could tell him, but he wouldn't listen.

You've got to leave, please.

If he finds you here, he'll kill you.

Jenny?

Jenny?

Jenny?

Who is this?

I have Judy.

How do I know you have her?

She has a birthmark on her right inner thigh.

You bastard.

If you touch her I'll... Shut up. Now go to 30 Wiley Avenue.

What is it?

It's Judy.

She's disappeared.

Don't worry.

I'm going to take care of it. Call the police. No. Why not?

I have to find out who I'm dealing with.

It could be that kid she's been slipping out to see.

The black kid?

Yeah. And if it's him, it could be a setup.

Then call the police. They'll know what to do.

How can you be sure it's the boy?

Who else would it be?

Scott's in jail.

Beating that little bastard wasn't enough.

I won't make that mistake again.

Didn't you say that she might have gone with him?

He took her.

And I'm going to get her back.

Morgan, please call the police.

No, he'll kill her. I'll be at 30 Wiley Avenue.

Well, then call Rydell King.

She's still missing.

Look, Morgan thinks you've taken Judy.

He just left her with a gun.

Finally. Where is she?

Now, hold on, Mr. Cole.

Where is Judy?

What have you done with my sister?

I thought I recognized your voice on the phone. I never called you. I talked to

your wife.

She told me you'd be here.

You lying son of a bitch.

I'm going to teach you a lesson.

Your time's up.

I should have called the police the last time I beat you.

Now hold on there, Mr. Cole.

I know we've had differences in the past, but let's try to work together.

Mr. Cole, I know it looks bad for me, but I swear to God I didn't have

to do with Judy's disappearance.

You lying bastard.

Now hold on, Mr. Cole. You've got to hear me out.

I'm here for the same reasons you are.

I didn't kidnap Judy.

Let's not do anything crazy You little punk

you pull a knife on me will ya

He won't bother you again.

He's not the one.

Billy didn't kidnap me.

What have you done? You've killed the wrong person.

It had to be.

There's no one else.

Scott.

James Scott.

I think it's Franklin.

I saw him making love to Helen in your bed.

Franklin, no.

I came home from school early. They didn't know it. And I saw them in your

Franklin!

Don't go.

We can't get out.

No. I have to finish it.

Thank God I found you.

Sergeant Riddell.

I'm sorry about your brother and Billy.

I tried to make it here as soon as I could.

I only wish your brother hadn't tried to take things into his own hands.

Well, at least you're okay.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

I just want to get out of this place.

Of course.

Of course, sir.

Considering the ordeal you went through.

Judy, follow me.

This isn't the way out.

I know another way.

Now, don't worry.

Not that I have to. I'll never let you go.

You stay right here.

I'll be right back.

Looked like there was no place to go.

Now, I called out to you, Judy, to come back, but you didn't listen.

Now, what is a daddy to do when his little girl doesn't listen, when she

disobeys, when she's becoming like the others?

Hmm?

You think I'm going to allow that?

You know, those college girls, they're not what they seem to be.

It makes sense.

Sweet, innocent -looking Sandy.

Whoever thought, though, that she was a... a topless dancer and living with a

dyke.

Your friend Lee Faulkner.

Rich, spoiled, little party girl Lee Faulkner.

Oh, and what about Janet?

Good old Janet. Everybody's friend Janet. If you had a niche, she'd

That's why those and the others had to be disposed of.

We did out.

Because they were strangling the innocent ones.

Just like they did my Judy.

Judy.

She was such a sweet little girl.

A good little girl.

But they saw to change her. They contaminated her.

That's why I couldn't let it happen again.

I had to save you.

You're so much like my Judy.

Don't you see?

I had to protect you from them, from that fleck.

You were becoming like the others, sleeping with them, going to that party.

I can save you.

I'll never let them touch you again.

Oh, God.

I found my Judy.

I lost her once, but now I found her.

I'm never going to lose her again.