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You'll have
to wait a minute.

- Where is my advertisement?
- What advertisement?

The one that should be in the
case outside. Where is it?

Who's it for?

My professional services.

Oh, so you're the famous
Professor Monserrat.

- Where is the advertisement?
- Took it down.

It didn't seem to interest the
public like some of the others.

'Nobody's paid for the last
couple of weeks.'

That's five bob owing.

How can I conduct my practice
without advertising, tell me.

Like I said,
that's five bob's owing.

There.

- Okay, grandpa, back it goes.
- Thank you.

You'd like
to go over the spadework

on a little dolly I've got lined
up tonight, eh, grandpa?

Estelle.

You're late for lunch, Marcus.

I'm sorry, dear.

I got in to an argument
with that tobacconist fellow

'about the notice.'

Oh, bother,
I forgot to pay him.

Oh, I took care of it.

- 'Ready to eat now?'
- Hmm.

Any patients
while I was out?

Only a man with a twitch
in his cheek.

'He said he'd be back later.'

I wonder if he will.

- 'What's that?'
- No, no, nothing, nothing.

Come on, Marcus,
lunch is ready.

Do you really think
it will work, Marcus?

Of course, of course.

When will you be
ready to try?

Oh, soon, very soon.

How soon?

By tomorrow, perhaps.

- Tomorrow?
- Why not?

All I have to do is to check
the equipment once more.

Then, we can test it?

And then, we can test it.

I'm here to serve.

As long as it doesn't
make you feel inferior.

Alright, sir.

The man's learning respect.

It's all those years pulling
coal carts down the mines.

Shut up, you two.
Michael, come on and dance, yes?

Michael, come on and dance,
no.

Come on, Mike, let Nicole
have some fun for once.

For once? Four nights in a week,
I find myself down here

in this den of iniquity.

It's only for the purpose
of giving her a good time-

Alright, if you won't, I will.
Come on, Nicole.

- Alright.
- Sure, sure.

Seduced and abandoned,
that's me!

You poor misunderstood lad!

# I know a girl
what you gotta do #

# Hey hey girl

# I think that you matter
it's a matter of time #

# I'm telling you

# I feel the same and everything
will work out fine #

# I intend to make you mine

# I'll wait
until the end of time.. #

- 'Yes.'
- 'It's ready.'

- When can we test it?
- Now, tonight. If only-

Yes, Marcus,
but who can we use?

- It must be a stranger.
- Yes.

Someone who doesn't know us.

A complete stranger.

Who need never know
what has happened to him.

Precisely, but..

...but he must be someone
who's mind is pliable.

Someone
who is basically willing.

How can we find someone
without explaining to him first?

A drunk, perhaps.

Oh, no.
A mind confused by alcohol.

It must be alert,
able to respond.

Someone young.

A boy who's bored,
out looking for something.

How could we find him?

Oh, all these children out
on the streets at night

taking pills
to keep themselves awake.

Yes, looking
for new experiences.

Exactly.

You could persuade
one of them.

Offering something new,
exciting.

He'd fall for it, of course.

Of course, then we begin
up here, in that room.

He'd know nothing
about it afterwards.

It's perfect, Estelle.

And no one
will laugh this time.

There will be nothing
to laugh at.

Nothing at all.

- Had fun?
- She's a lovely girl.

How long do you think
all this can last?

- Girls?
- Fuck you, man.

I mean the trouble
they come wrapped up in.

I like the dress.
I think it's funny.

You've been brainwashed
by that boss of yours.

Ringo's a very nice man
and he's been very good to me.

If I hadn't met him,
I'd worry about that.

- Let's get out of here.
- Where do you want to go?

I don't where. Doesn't matter.
Anywhere. Come on.

I have a feeling it's going to
be one of those days.

Are you mumbling
about something?

Not me, bwana.

- Where's Nicole?
- Still titivating.

- She's what?
- In the ladies.

Combing her toe nails
or something.

I spent half of my life
waiting for her.

Why?
Not worth waiting for, eh?

- That depends.
- On what?

State of her toe nails.

Where do you think
you're going?

For a walk.
Where else?

What about
taking Nicole to dinner?

You've just landed
yourself a job, mate.

She's your girlfriend,
not mine.

Don't worry,
I'll pay you back.

That's not the point, Mike.
You asked her out, not me.

The point is I'm bored,
blue, black and bloody indigo

with wandering about
from club to club

with no more idea
to where I'm going

than a blind camel
in Oxford Circus, okay?

That's why I'm going for a walk,
on my own, by myself. Got it?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

You wouldn't.

We'll see you
at the club later then?

Bloody artistic temperament.

- Yes?
- Give us a Wimpy, please.

You're looking very bored,
young man.

Are you talking to me?

As a matter of fact I am.

I've been watching you
this evening.

Are you from the FBI
or something?

No.

I wonder
if I might join you?

Seems you just did.

Perhaps,
I can offer you some coffee.

No, thanks.
I don't drink.

Yes.

What is it you do want?

I could offer you
an unusual evening.

I doubt it.

Some extraordinary
experiences.

What are you selling?
Blue movies?

Nothing as dull as that.

Cheap hash?

It's not worth the trouble,
mate.

This would be
worth the trouble.

Oh, come now, there's nothing
you really have to do.

'Is there?'

Okay.

Lead me to it.

- So, you found someone, Marcus?
- Well, yes.

Who is this, sir?

This is my wife Estella.

My assistant
for good many years.

Good on you.

Perhaps,
I should introduce myself.

I'm Professor Marcus Monserrat.
You've heard of me?

Not that I recall.

Oh, come on, come on.

Where are all these
multicolored miracles of yours?

He's impatient, Estelle.

- You're wasting my time.
- Don't go.

Well, let's get off with it
then, whatever it is.

That's right.
In here.

Go on.
In that room.

You're kidding?

For 40 years,
I've been acclaimed

as one of the world's
greatest hypnotist.

Bully for you, mate.

'No, not on the stage.
Not a cheap theatrical act.'

A medical hypnotist.
A practitioner.

Marcus..

'And during those years, I've
refined, enriched my powers-'

'Now, Marcus, that's enough.'

If you two wanna start an
argument. I don't mind, really.

Till now with the aid of light
and the use of sound

I brought them
to a pitch never dreamed of

in the annals
of the human mind.

Eh?

Come and sit down,
young man.

- On this thing?
- Yes, sit down.

I'm too young to die.

You said
you wanted something new

something
you've never done before.

Yeah, but I didn't think that..

No harm will come to you.
We guarantee it.

Sit down while I adjust these.

What's this supposed
to do then?

A dazzling,
indescribable experiences.

Complete abandonment
with no thought of remorse.

Intoxication
with no hangover.

Ecstasy with no consequence.

Alright then.

See what you can
come up with.

There.

Eagle Two to Blue Leader.

Relax now.

Try to clear your mind.
Empty your mind of all thought.

Hey, what's going on?

Everything is alright
so far.

Get up out of the chair.

Go in to the next room.

Okay.

- Are you coming then?
- Yes, you go on.

Close the door.

He did it.

It's working, Marcus.

Yes, we can control him.

Even at a distance
through the door.

By directing his mind.

Oh, we've done it, Marcus.

Keep concentrating.

Hold him, hold him.

Have him..

...go in to the kitchen.

It's perfect.

Let me try.

Keep concentrating.

Feel his mind.

What shall I have him do?

- Have him pick something up.
- Yes.

An egg from the fridge.

The third from the left.

Break the egg!

My hand, Estelle,
it's as though..

I have egg
all over my hand.

Now, water.
Tap water.

On mine too.

My God, Estelle, we're feeling
all his sensations.

Everything he touches,
we touch.

It is as if..

...we were him.

Let's send him away and see if
it works at a greater distance.

I broke one of your eggs.

That's alright.
It's perfectly alright.

Now, my boy,
I want you to leave here.

'Once outside this house,
you will remember nothing'

'of what has happened here.'

'You'll be perfectly normal.'

'Except you'll remember
nothing of all this.'

From now on, we are going
to control your mind.

From time to time, we'll put
thoughts in to your head

'and you will obey
those thoughts.'

'Understand?'

Now, go, my boy,
and remember nothing.

Quickly, Estelle, sit here.

We can follow
his movements for a while.

Oh, Marcus,
this can be wonderful.

Concentrate,
concentrate.

We still have him.

I can feel his footsteps
on the pavement.

I never dreamed this could
happen, even at this distance.

To get inside another's mind
so completely

to feel transmissions
from his very nerve end.

What we need
is something more positive.

Prolonged sensation.

Intense heat
or the coolness of water.

Water. That's it.
Water.

I can hear music.

Even sound is transmitted.

- Hey, Mike.
- Hi.

- Return of the prodigal.
- Had a good time?

- Come on, we'll sit out.
- Suits me, I'm bushed.

Where'd you been, Michael?

Having an orgy
with a hamburger.

All this time?

Special economy sized hamburger.

Cheers.

Ugh! Horrible stuff.

I'll get some reloads.
You pay though.

Here you go, Shylock.

- Let's get out of here.
- What about Alan?

He'll have to look after himself
for a change.

'Let's go.
I wanna take you some place.'

That sounds very dangerous.

Come on.

Well, we can't just leave Alan
like that. He'll be hurt.

You didn't mind
leaving me a few minutes ago.

- That's different.
- Why?

- You wanted to be on your own.
- I never want to be on my own.

Come on, let's go.
We'll leave a note, if you like.

Bastard.

'He's responding perfectly,
Marcus.'

'I know
just where to send them.'

- This way, love.
- What are we doing here?

- Going for a swim.
- Are you crazy. In this cold?

- Uh-uh. Indoor pool. Private.
- How do we get in?

I got my own personal
"Open sesame." Come on.

Oh.

- Where did you think of that?
- I don't know, just came to me.

- Right out from the blue?
- Yeah, Mike Mercury, that's me.

'Et Voila!'

'I'll go and turn on the pool
lights. You go down, alright?'

- 'Alright.'
- 'Okay.'

It's transmitting perfectly.

I can feel the water all around
me. Oh, it's wonderful.

It's too much.
He's exhausting me.

Stop him.

No, no, let the boy
enjoy himself, Estelle.

All we have to do
is to stop concentrating

and our sensations
will get less.

We get him back
when we want him.

Of course, dear.
Now, relax, relax, let go.

We must keep it secret.
The process.

Oh, no, it must be used
to help people.

To help us, Marcus
but only if we handle it right.

But not just us.
Other people as well.

Old people like us who don't
have what we have.

We haven't been able to afford
anything for years.

Not since that reporter
with nothing better to do

decided to investigate your
practice, you know that.

Now, why are we so different?

Well, we're not locked up
in some old people's home.

- Don't you see?
- No, I don't.

Well, they could enjoy
the sensations of swimming

by proxy of course,
just as we did now.

Take long, long holidays.

How do you propose
to do that?

Well, find somebody
who'd set up a foundation

and send just one person.

A transmitter,
so to speak..

...on a long, long cruise.

All these sensations
and experiences

would be relayed back
to the old people left at home.

Yes, it sounds wonderful,
Marcus.

- 'Ah, then you do see.'
- Yes.

You must feel proud.

These sensations
and their control.

You've achieved
something remarkable.

I'd almost forgotten
the control.

But it's there.

That boy,
we were making him do things.

He was ours.
He is still.

An enormous extension of
hypnotic power I grant you.

But we'd stumbled on something
greater by far.

I must write up
a report.

'If I can convince people
that it works'

'and try to find
someone to finance it.'

'Make sure
it's put to a good use.'

- Marcus.
- 'Yes, dear.'

- The report?
- What about it?

Must we do it yet?

Why not?
What do you mean?

These papers with their scornful
stories about your work.

Haven't they wrecked
our lives for years?

That's all over now.

30 years with no money,
no reputation

and all because of these lies.

Don't we deserve something
for all those years, Marcus?

Nobody else.
Just you and me.

We have the boy now.

Let us use him.

'Give ourselves a few things
we haven't had for so long.'

Why not?

Those powers were to be
used for other people.

Yes, of course..

...but just for a while.

Just for a little while,
let us use the boy.

Use him for what?

We can choose, Marcus.

Alright, Estelle.
Just for a little while.

We can chose anything.

Thanks, Michael.

Can I come up?

Why not?

Go and look for Alan,
otherwise he'll go mad.

Okay, you're the boss.

For once, I am.

Morning.

Anything in particular
you were after?

Well, I'm looking for a
telephone, as a matter of fact.

How's that?

Well, let's face it.

That's not gonna do
anything for anybody is it?

Got anything else?

No, that's it.

Oh, well, in that case..

...you're not much
use to me, are you?

It's so beautiful, Marcus.
They'd have it insured.

Well...all things
like that are insured.

They wouldn't suffer in
the least of they lost it.

If it..
Well, got burnt by fire let say.

Now, would they?

Alright, Estelle,
just this time.

But please...never again.

Michael, is that you?

The geese are flying tonight.

'What's that?'

Password love. Now,
come on let me in, it's cold.

Okay, come up.
I'm nearly ready.

Why do girls
always claim to be nearly ready

when they're
walking around half naked?

Maybe there's
an answer to that.

Could well be.

# Gets a bit too much to bear

# And you need
someone to lean on #

# When you look
there's no one there #

# You're gonna find me

# Out in the country #

Alright, Marcus, let
us put ourselves in touch.

Concentrate, and we'll get him.

# It belongs to you and I

# Come on and join me

# Hey out in the country

# And a pretty girl
has her hand in mine #

# In the country

# Ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba #

Mike.

Hello.

Do what?

Oh, yes, hang on.
I'll fetch him.

- Hey, Al.
- What?

There's some French bird
on the phone for ya.

Thanks, Ron.

Oh, I wish I were your age.

Hello.

Nicole.

He stood you up?

Mike?

That's a bit sudden, isn't it?
Even for the boy wonder.

Sure, sure. I'll be finished
in about ten minutes.

Yeah, that's great, love.

Yeah, I'll see you
later then. Bye.

Uh, Ron.

Alright lad, you can go.

Thanks, Ron.

Hey. Make sure
she's on the pill. Ha ha ha.

You dirty old foreman, Ron.

Down the street.
To the right.

# You keep tearing me apart
from morning till night #

# And I'm trying to resist
but it just ain't right #

# You make me feel like
I've never felt before #

# I'll tell you now
I can't stand it anymore #

# So please
give me what I want #

# Give me what I want
your love #

# Please give me what I want
give what I want your love #

# I realize how much
I needed you #

# Love is a driving force
there's nothing I can do #

No, thanks.

# You make me feel like
I've never felt before #

# I got your love
I can't resist you anymore #

# So please
give me what I want #

Don't worry.

You know these moods
of his as well as I do.

Better, in fact.

- I'm sorry, Alan, really.
- What for?

You love the idiot not me.

I'm not in love with Mike.

He did it, Marcus.

Yes, we did it.

- You'll have your fur.
- Wonderful, thank you.

Better wait a bit before
he tried to pick it up.

- The fur, yeah.
- Well, that's what you wanted.

Yes, then.

I didn't realize.

What? You didn't realize what?

I didn't realize
it would be like this.

I don't understand.
What do you mean?

You do, Marcus.
I saw you.

'You enjoyed it, didn't you?'

How could've I enjoyed it?

The policeman coming in.
It was dangerous.

But that was
the most exciting part.

I saw your face.
You did enjoy it, I know that.

- I did too.
- It's wrong, Estelle, wrong.

To be human?

We all want to do things
deep down inside ourselves.

'Things we can't
allow ourselves to do.'

'I'm right, aren't I?'

But now...we have
the means to do these things

without the fear
of the consequences.

You're right, Estelle.
I...I did enjoy it.

Who is that?

It's me, Nicole.

What do you want?

Can I come up?

Please.

Okay, come up.

And I couldn't
remember a bloody thing.

It was...peculiar.
I don't know.

Poor Michael.

Can you remember
walking out on me?

I remember leaving here
short, but I don't know why.

I felt I had to...do
something, go somewhere.

Do what?

That's what I can't work out.

But I obviously did it.

You can bet
your bottom dollar

it wasn't any whist drive.

Sorry about...waking
you up, love

but I was
a bit...scared, you know.

I bet it's the first time
you ever admitted to that.

Yeah, maybe it is.

Stop brooding
over those, Marcus.

It's all the past.

I've just seen a policeman
stop a man on a motor bicycle.

Why, what was he doing wrong?

- Speeding.
- Well?

Have you ever experienced speed?

Oh, once in an ambulance
after I cracked up my leg.

I mean, real speed.

I never have,
and it must be magnificent.

- Oh, terrifying.
- But magnificent.

We'll have it, Marcus.
Real speed.

When's your afternoon off, love?

Today. Saturday remember.

So it is. That's two
black outs in 24 hours.

You should see a doctor.

I'm healthy enough.
Lots of green veg.

Don't talk with your mouth full.

My mouth, my prerogative.

So, you got the afternoon off.

Let's go someplace.

Where, movies?

No. The country.
Out of the smoke.

- How?
- Alan's got a bike.

Would he let you use it?

No. But if I just
sort of borrow it for a while.

Sounds like your bike, Alan.

- Okay, love?
- Okay.

Right. Let's go.

The bleeding nerve.

Hello, friend of yours?

That's your word for it.

Who was the bird with him?

Same one I took out last night.

Oh!

Yeah.

Mike, slow down.
Michael.

Mike, slow down.

Stop.

What the hell
have you been up to?

Taking a spin
in the country, okay.

No, it's not okay.

Look at Nicole.
What've you done to her?

Don't let him
talk to you like that.

Don't talk to me
like that, Alan.

What are you doing?

- You lousy bastard.
- Get him.

Michael.

Oh.

Ronnie, quickly.

Good boy, Mike.
Good boy, Mike.

That was the best thing
we've had yet, Marcus.

I've never dreamed
that you could sink to this.

Oh, Marcus,
it was beautiful. Incredible.

By God, Estelle,
you must be out of your mind.

The liberation...never before.

Oh.

- I'll stop you, Estelle.
- How, Marcus?

Just tell me how?

'If nothing else,
this has proved one thing.'

- What?
- My will's stronger than yours.

You can't stop me.
You tried to then, didn't you?

I could feel your mind working
against mine, but I won.

- Didn't I, Marcus?
- You can't win all the time.

Not when you're asleep.
I'll bring the boy back here.

De-process him, set him free.

I'll never
let you do that, Marcus. Never.

I'll go to the police,
tell them everything.

They'll laugh at you.

I'm going to stop you, Estelle.

I promise you. Argh!

You'll never,
de-process him, Marcus.

No. No, Estelle.

No.

'No, Estelle, no.'

No, no.

There's no point now, in even
getting the boy back, Marcus.

I'll stop you,
if it's the last thing I do.

It's no good, Marcus.
You can't stop me.

I'm sorry.

Hello.

Hello.

Who was it?

I don't know. Nobody there.

Somebody casing
the joint, maybe?

I doubt that.

Probably Michael wanted
to make peace or something.

That bastard.

What did you see in him, Nicole?

- Honestly?
- I don't know.

Since all that business last
night, it seems to have been..

Some kind of trouble.

And I wanted to help.

But after this..

After this, what?

Nothing. Not again.

- Who is it?
- Audrey.

It's me, Mike.

- Who?
- Mike Roscoe, love.

I don't deserve that.

It's alright.
I haven't seen you for ages.

Why have you come here?
Well, come in.

Thank you.

I just thought, I'd pop around
and see how you were.

- Want a cup of coffee?
- Yeah. Thanks.

'Sugar?'

No, thanks.

I should've
remembered that at least.

Mike, why did you come here?

Really, I mean.
Is it trouble with, Nicole?

Yeah, sort of.

It's a bit complicated.

Tell me.

I'm sorry, Aud.

I had to talk to somebody.

You can talk to me,
can't you?

Yeah, I guess so.

How are you feeling, Marcus?

I'm sorry, I had to do that.

But I couldn't have
you getting out of here

just as we were going
to have our little...contest.

Now, could I?

'I seem so hazy.'

Like half the time I don't
know why I'm doing things.

And there are
whole periods when..

...I can't remember
anything at all, nothing.

Did you explain to Nicole?

Yeah.

What did she say?

'Did she try and understand?'

No. No!

Mike? What did Nichole say?

Mike?

Mike, what's the matter?

Are you alright?

Stop.

Well, Marcus..

...it's no good.

You can't hold me back now.

Somehow, some way..

...at any cost,
Estelle, at any cost.

# Boy you're coming
on strong now #

# Turning me on now

# I feel kind of groovy

# Oh baby you move me

# Well you get me to
the stage where I feel fine #

# And then you tell me
that I gotta draw the line #

# Oh baby nothing

# I said I miss nothing at all

# Sweet sweet nothing

# Well that's all
ever get from you #

# Oh, you excite me

# When you touch my hand

# So why try to fight me

# I just don't understand

# Well you get me to the stage
with my feet off the ground #

# And then you turn around
and say down girl down #

Well, well, well.

#...nothing

# I said I'm getting
nothing oh no #

# Baby nothing

# Well that's all
I ever get from you #

# Now all the money
I get now #

# I'll give it all to you

# I even bought your sweater

# And your hipsters too

# Well you get me to the stage
with my feet of the ground #

#...down girl down

# Oh baby nothing

# Yeah I said
I'm getting nothing oh no #

# Baby nothing

#...well that's all
I ever get from you #

# Oh baby sweet sweet nothing

# Yeah I said
I'm getting nothing #

# Ah ha

#...that's all
I ever get from you #

# Baby sweet sweet nothing #

I suppose that's
for our benefit.

Independence, and so on.

Well, he's met that girl before

he always said,
he couldn't stand her.

You're the one who's been saying
how strange he's been recently.

Maybe, he's finally flipped.

Well, he certainly
hasn't lost his charm.

That's if he ever had any.

Leave him alone, Alan, please.

Are you sure you
know where we are?

I know where we are.

Where, then?

You'll see.

Look, I don't like this.

Don't be daft.
It's just up there. Come on.

I'm going back.

Come on.

Why have you brought me here?

- To sing for us.
- Us?

Yes, us.

That's why you came,
so let's hear you.

But the club.

Where?
We'll go to the club, I'll sing.

Where they got
a group, a band-

- Sing.
- But I can't.

- Not here. Not just like that.
- Sing.

I wanna hear you again
in the right surroundings

so come on, sing.

Come on, get on with it.

Sing.

Stay away from her. Stay away.

Now.

Nothing, nothing
you can do at all.

And nothing yet can compare
with tonight's achievement.

Can I help you?

Cheese or pickles?

Ham, coleslaw?
Something special?

Liver sausage,
sauerkraut, and gherkin?

You are not hungry, then?

Want to lose a few inches.

I will lose a few shillings.

Please don't.
You look okay to me, baby.

Yes?
Cheese and pickles?

Ham? Gherkins? Sauerkraut?

Liver sausage?
What can I do you for?

Nothing thanks.

Excuse me, this place is not
a bus shelter you know.

'One espresso, please.'

'Yes, coming.'

What's wrong?

- Hey, this is the girl-
- Shush.

He couldn't have.
Oh, no, not, Mike.

He pretty near killed me.
Look at this.

Another killing
as well, last night..

- You can't think that Alan-
- Can't help what I'm thinking.

Two girls have been killed.

One was with him last night
and one near his shop.

- What can we do?
- Go to the fuzz.

- But you're guessing.
- Let's hope I'm guessing wrong.

We still have to call the cops.

Can't we talk to him first?
I mean, he might have an alibi.

- Yeah, yeah, that's the point.
- Please, let's go see him.

Okay.

He won't be at the shop
not at this time.

- Perhaps in the flat?
- We'll try there then.

Here, you are tuppence short.

'Hey, Marcus?'

'You're happy, Marcus?'

Marcus, I'm talking to you.

You hear me?

You haven't eaten it.

Eat, Marcus.

You have to eat
to keep you strong.

Go away, Estelle.

If you don't keep strong

you won't be able to have any..

...any
comp-competitions with me.

Keep away from me.

Damn you, eat.

- Wotcha, Fred.
- Hello.

- How goes it?
- Fine. Is that a late one?

Fairly.

I done one
in the three o'clock.

Which one was that?

Old Times. Seventh.

Give more to your woman,
not so much to the bookmaker.

Yeah, very funny.

Here.
This bird that's got done in

I picked up in a cab.

Go on, when was this?

Last night from Blazers
club with a young fellow.

'I ain't gonna have
my fun without you.'

Damn you.

Not when you're drunk.

What do you mean?

My will is stronger,
I've proved it.

'Twice I did.'

Your mind's a fog.

That's what you think.
But you're wrong.

Try the door.

Mike?

- Try the bedroom.
- yeah.

Well, looks like he came
back here last night anyway.

I wish he was still there,
at least we could talk to him.

Maybe, he's at the shop.

He loves that place
if he's got nobody to talk to.

I suppose so.

- Let's telephone him.
- Okay, fine.

'Hello.'

Hello, Mike, this is Alan.
Nichole and I wanna talk to you.

- At least he's there.
- Yeah.

Come on.

'Alright, Marcus.

Do you think I can't
still hold him.'

Alright, I'll show you.

If you try anything,
Estelle, using that boy..

...I will prevent you.

How will you do that?

In the only way I can.

Ha, just you try.

Hmm, careless bastard.

Nobody here, George.

That mean we're gonna have
to check through all this junk.

I cannot waste a tip-off,
just because the boys not home.

Mike, let us in.
We wanna talk to you.

Michael, unlock
the door, please.

What do you want anyway?

I thought we weren't
on speaking terms.

To hell with that.

- It's about that girl.
- What girl?

The one you went
out with, the singer.

What the hell
are you talking about.

You were the last girl I went
out with, didn't do me good.

- Last night at the club.
- Who sang with the group.

- Laura.
- That slag?

'You must me joking.
I wouldn't look at her.'

I'm very busy,
I got a lot to do.

Would you two love
birds leave me alone.

- Michele we must talk to you.
- Why?

Laura was killed last night.
And another girl too.

He must work somewhere.
Try looking for a letter head

something that will
give us an idea of where.

But that's not
gonna much use, today.

Everything's closed.

Well, it's better than nothing.

We're not gonna get
anywhere if we wait

looking for blood stains
or something damn stupid.

Well, that's true enough.

You don't remember coming to the
club then, where were you?

- I don't know.
- You must have some idea.

- You shut up here, then?
- Went for a walk

- Where to?
- To see a friend.

That's my business.

- A girl?
- So what if I did?

- A girl called Audrey Woods.
- Yeah, we used to out together.

Audrey Woods was
killed last night.

And you killed
her, didn't you, Mike?

No, I don't remember.

- You don't remember much.
- Some things, yes.

Like blackouts
when you kill people.

I don't know what you're talking
about. I don't kill anybody.

You were two girls, last
night, one you admit to seeing

'the other you remember
nothing about.'

Both murdered.
If you didn't do it, who did?

I don't know, I keep telling
you I can't remember.

Do you remember
going swimming with me

- Yes.
- Or being on a motor bike?

- Or fight me in the garage?
- Yes.

- Or killing two girls?
- No.

Now, get out.
Leave me alone.

- Come on, Mike, tell the truth.
- Get out of here!

Leave me alone, go get out!

They suspect, or they know.

Kill.

Michael, what's the matter?

- Kill.
- No.

Put it down, Mike.
Nichole get help, quick.

Ah.

Run.

Hey.

You alright, son?

I'm fine.

You're not hurt?

No, no.

Marcus, what are you doing?

Stop, Marcus, stop.

Stop.

- Oh, no.
- Yes.

I had to do it, Estelle.

- Take 'em home, sergeant.
- Yes, sir.