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When I was just a little girl I asked

my mother what will I be?

Will I be pretty?

Will I be rich?

Here's what she said.

Depends on the context.

Hubicare or marijuana.

Noun. And Virginia?

Vagina. As in he penetrated her Virginia with a hammer.

Yikes. Slang is either sexual or violent.

Her bark.

It's witty. I think it's really witty.

Why don't you say hi?

I nodded.

Are you happy when you wake up?

No.

Hey, there was a pedal storm out here this morning.

I saw that.

I thought it was a snowstorm.

I thought I was dreaming.

No, there's two stores that we should go to.

It would not take very much for me to make it.

Very much.

Huh?

You're sabotaging a fucking incredible figure, baby.

Yo!

Is that your student?

Looks like he wants to eat you. They all flirt. Part of the ritual.

Who's there with your lady?

Am I? What, you trying to be ironic or something?

Hello. What's up? I'm Pauline.

We talked this morning on the phone, remember?

Yeah, yeah.

You look different than I thought.

Thank you for sharing your bed.

Bye.

I got a new word for you.

Meow.

Is this your usual?

Are you going to write that down?

You should be paying me for this.

You think so? Yeah.

This is valuable shit.

Aren't you afraid your book on slang is like a... a diss?

A diss on whom?

People like you think the brothers are guinea pigs. That the way we talk is

shit. Cornelius, are you trying to tell me that you need an explanation?

No.

Look, I came to tell you I made a discovery.

I discovered I can call John Wayne Gacy and hear him talk himself, Miss Avery.

Really? Dead murderers have their own phone lines? He wasn't no murderer.

Look, there'd be a website for serial killers, you know, past and present.

He recorded and explained himself how...

He didn't kill no 33 boys.

Look, I got a radar for the truth, and I'm gonna write how I know that. This

paper's not supposed to be about you, Cornelius. That's the point of the whole

assignment. You said that every word a writer writes, even the commas and shit,

gotta be a reflection of him or her.

That we be doing this writing shit to express our vision.

You know I got vision.

You know, I got Africa vision.

You know, I got bitch vision.

I got a... Yeah, excuse me. I have to go.

That's good.

Hey,

miss.

Hey, miss. Hey.

You got something?

Sam?

Stream of consciousness, I'd like to point out, is not the same thing as

of conscience.

Some of you have mistaken it.

A logical error in some ways.

Okay.

Your assignment for today is to utilize...

Nothing happens in that book. Yeah, one old lady dies.

How many ladies have to die to make it good?

At least three.

What's this?

From the bar.

My half of the check.

Hey, man, where you go? I waited a long time.

Couldn't find the bathroom.

Is that all?

All I owe you.

I can't pass you unless you show up to class.

Thank you.

Do I know you?

Detective Malloy.

Are you Francis Avery?

Uh -huh. I'm canvassing your apartment building. I want to talk to you.

How do I know that's real?

It's still busy. Why don't you come back?

I'll wait, thanks.

Can I smoke?

Not in my apartment.

No, you got some place you can put it out?

Thanks.

Mr. Avery, there was a homicide in your neighborhood on the 15th.

That'd be Saturday the 15th, last Saturday, between 12 and 2 a .m.

Her body, a part of her body to be exact, was found in the garden outside

window.

That's why I wanted to talk to you, just in case you saw or heard anything

unusual.

No.

No, nothing unusual.

Fran, it's John Grant.

Are you there by yourself? I don't think you're there by yourself.

Why did you lie to me?

Doesn't it mean anything to you that we slept together twice?

Yes, I do count the time in the shower.

Quiet!

Come on, pick up the phone.

Pick up.

Pick up, pick up.

Pick up.

Come on, pick up the phone.

Are you a writer?

Uh -huh.

What's all this?

Words.

Quotes that I like. Poetry.

So like a job or a hobby?

A passion.

I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.

Is this you?

Oh.

Hello.

My sister.

My ex -wife had a long hair, then she cut it.

So, um, you don't remember seeing anything, hearing anything?

Well, my pen? It's fake. It's a cop thing.

You don't remember anything, didn't see anything, didn't hear anything?

No, no cries in the night? No, I don't remember seeing or hearing anything

unusual.

I sleep with the windows open.

Mm -hmm.

You do that a lot?

Can you tell me how it happened?

Her throat was cut, and then she was disarticulated.

Here's my card.

My numbers there if you're gonna remember anything give me a call, all

I know you from someplace I don't know

Oh.

Oh.

Oh shit.

No, don't fucking bullshit me. Look me in the eye.

Now you think about it, all right? Now take a walk.

Miss. Miss.

Miss.

How you doing?

Excuse me.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Am I supposed to get in?

You want to talk on the street?

Never think it's a good idea putting your business on the street, you know

I mean?

I'll get it.

This is my partner, Detective Rodriguez.

Hi.

How you doing?

How do you do? What the fuck is this?

It's coffee.

It's a half a cup of coffee. Take it back. He gives me a half a cup of

What did he expect me to do?

How long is this going to take? I'm sorry?

How long is this going to take? Are you in a hurry?

Where are you going?

My friend.

He'll give you a lift.

So what do you do?

I teach.

Teach what? Hey, you get a chance to run those prints?

Teach what?

English.

You know what an isthmus is?

This must be my lucky fucking day.

What the fuck?

You ran the prints? Yeah. And? Not enough.

Look, the reason Detective Malloy and I thought you might be able to help is the

bartender, Luther Wilker?

Yes. At the Red Turtle.

He said that you were there on the night in question, the 11th.

He's got a good memory.

Now we have your credit card receipt.

That look familiar?

That's right.

I was at the Red Turtle with one of my students.

One of your students?

Cornelius Webb, but it was early. It was 3 .30.

I was there for a short time, then I went home.

Cornelius Webb?

Is that with two B's or not two B's?

W -E -B -B.

And you were in the front room the whole time?

Yes. Are you sure?

Didn't I just say so?

I didn't happen to see a Caucasian girl, mid -twenties, not too tall, good

-looking, wouldn't you say?

What? She was good -looking.

She wasn't bad -looking. Yeah.

Well, did you?

What is this about? Listen, Miss Avery.

The deceased was seen in a red turtle the same night that you were there.

Seeing how you were there and everything, maybe you wouldn't mind

at a few pictures, you know?

Sometimes you see something you don't remember.

Take a deep breath. This one's kind of graphic.

Do you recognize it?

No.

Hey.

Can't figure you out.

What do you mean?

Am I a murder suspect?

Look, I was wondering if you wanted to go for a beer or something. I got a

cousin who works in a bar in Sheridan Square, and there's a lot of writers

there. Now?

No, not now. I'm working now.

Two hours from now. Where?

Here.

She could be up, she could be down. You know, go check the bar, baby, okay?

That's cute. Is it real?

Of course it be real. You crazy?

I don't let no psycho killer mess with my girls. You be dead.

Bye, baby. I make sure no one fuck with my goddamn girl.

What's wrong?

So humiliating.

Is it the doctor?

I want to go up.

Okay.

Thanks, guys.

Good luck.

You're better.

What happened?

His receptionist called me with a referral to another doctor.

He canceled our appointment.

Was this after you had sex with him? He's right. He shouldn't have had sex

me. I mean, he's right.

Do you ever think about just imagining sex?

What do you mean?

Just thinking about the doctor, not making appointments, just not really

to have sex with him in reality.

It's kind of boring.

I mean, I do.

I do restrain myself.

You know, I just... I got so enthusiastic when I would think about

confused me because I think enthusiasm is a good thing, you know?

Think about it.

How many appointments did you make last week?

Eleven.

I'm going to put on some music.

I waited outside his apartment.

I saw him and his wife and I followed her to the dry cleaner.

She left a tan suit.

Did you pick it up?

What are you going to do with it?

I don't know.

I feel like such a freak.

This is what I do to get a dick inside me. You're not a freak.

I admire you. You live out of your unconsciousness.

You're a poet of love.

A lovelorn man who, sick and swollen of this busy human heart, but weary,

worships the spirit of unconscious life.

In tree or wildflower.

Gentle lunatic.

Gentle lunatic.

That's me.

I have something for you.

It's like a belated birthday thing. I was styling that commercial that got

canceled.

Oh, that's beautiful.

What is it?

It's a courtship fantasy.

See, there's a little wedding bell.

In a little house.

Open the baby carriage.

Oh, God.

Oh, no. Am I going to have to feed this thing?

You should have a baby.

This is the closest I'll get.

And a man. You should have a man, too.

Somebody asked me out.

Good.

Who?

Police detective.

He's investigating a girl's murder. You know, the one who got cut up. Oh, my

God, yeah.

Part of her body was found in my garden.

Yuck.

So is the detective good -looking?

Seems young.

He's got a mustache.

We've all got that.

You didn't say no, Franny.

Franny. You gotta go.

Just for the exercise you should go.

You wanna borrow some decent clothing?

Can we go look?

I think you should. Can you come with me? Uh -huh. Come on.

I'm wondering if maybe you saw something in that bar.

I'm still wondering.

Maybe something you don't know you saw.

Your color boyfriend.

Did he leave with you?

Not my boyfriend.

And he left before me.

You saw him leave?

Actually, no.

He's not, you know, popping arms off a lady's body, is he?

Not that I know about.

Want my hands?

Why, yeah, I know I got faggot hands.

They're soft.

Actually, I was wondering about your tattoo.

Oh, that?

Mm -hmm.

I'm the secret club.

Are there many members?

I could be whatever you want me to be.

You want me to romance you, take you to a classy restaurant?

No problem.

You want me to be your best friend and fuck you, treat you good,

lick your pussy?

No problem.

Ain't much I haven't done.

The only thing I want to is beat you up.

Why did your partner carry a water pistol?

They took his gun away.

Why did they take his gun away?

Because...

His wife caught him fucking a fat chick.

But she found out, she ran upstairs, and she tossed this Hispanic Society trophy

out the window.

And, you know, that's pretty much when they tried to kill her.

Well, that's a good reason to kill your wife. I mean, of all the reasons that I

can think of.

She wasn't going to kill a lady.

He was just trying to scare her.

That was a San Juan Man of the Year award, you know?

Richie takes his stuff seriously.

Some of those fat fucking fucks from IA, they got a hold of him. They take his

gun, they take his badge.

They put him on modified duty and now he's a fucking house mouse.

What happened?

The guys who put their balls in a drawer, they don't want to be on the

no more. They're on modified duty like him.

You stare back at him, that's how you flirt with black girls.

Hey, Richie, what the fuck? They let you out? What am I gonna do? Nothing. What

can I do, huh? Nothing. You can't do nothing.

Let me go.

Loving you is wrong.

I don't want to be right. Don't be.

You want a drink?

Yeah. Hi.

How you doing?

Hey, fuck you.

Two shots of bourbon and two bourbon and cokes.

I had a park on Christopher Street.

There must have been a hundred fucking faggots looking to suck my dick. I'm

jealous. All cops homophobic?

What are you, one of them feminists?

I thought you might be one as well, detective.

Why? I'm going here because you like fat women.

You told her that? Yeah, why not?

Made me think that you had a generous, even a sympathetic view.

You like fat girls?

Yeah. Yeah?

I like fat chicks.

That chick.

Yeah? What's up?

That chick wants to suck your dick.

Well, you need her. Two tits, a hole, and a heartbeat. You don't even need the

tits. You don't even need the heartbeat, though.

You want me to clock you out?

No, I'll stay for a while.

I didn't hit you.

It's not my fault.

Are you okay, me? I'm okay.

Are you okay?

I'll give you a ride.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Maloy? Hey.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, it looked a lot worse than it is. You'll be all right. It's just a scrape.

Did you get a look at him?

He was wearing a mask.

Anything stand out, like a smell, rings on his fingers, watch, shoes, anything?

How was that girl killed?

Who?

The girl who was killed at the Red Turtle.

Angela Sands?

She wasn't killed at the Red Turtle. You're getting confused.

What is disarticulation exactly?

Listen.

It's not likely that your assailant's the murderer, babe.

It's much more likely he's after your wallet.

So you're not going to tell me how she was killed? You really want to know?

The throat was slit with a straight razor.

He was trying to take her head, maybe for a souvenir.

We found another, uh...

dismembered female body last June along the river. I think it's the same killer.

Richie don't, but I do.

Go over it again.

No.

Film it.

Film it.

Came from behind you?

I don't know.

And your tongue?

Uh, he just, he grabbed, he grabbed my head and his arm. He had his arm around

my neck. So he must have come up from behind you then.

Was it his right arm?

Or his left?

It goes off.

Oh.

I've been wondering about you. Yeah? Don't.

I want to know.

Know what?

How you did that to me.

Somebody taught you.

Who was that?

Get the fuck out of here.

You can tell me.

An older woman.

Hmm. Older woman, right?

Chicken lady.

The chicken lady. No, you know her?

When I was 15, I was delivering chickens for a butcher, the housewives for a

buck of chicken.

The first time I show up there, it was fucking hot.

And I came to the door. She offered me a glass of water.

So we're in the kitchen talking about the weather or some shit.

She just reaches out. She grabs a hold of my joint.

She asked me, does that feel good? I said, yeah.

And she asked me,

you ever been with a woman?

I said, yeah.

Uh, no.

So she takes me into the bedroom.

She takes her clothes off, and she's a real woman. I mean, she's got pubic hair

from here to here.

black and curly like the Spanish girls.

And I want to get the fuck out of there. So she grabs me and says, have you ever

kissed a girl down there?

I said, no.

So she wets her fingers.

She touches it so free and soft.

She touches her clit, tells me to lick there.

Tells me to put my tongue there, take my time, lick in a slow circle.

And after a while, she came.

She asked me to give her up.

Get on top of her and look her in the eyes.

Why did you go back?

My kids. I miss my kids.

I didn't know you had kids.

No, would you?

My oldest boy wants to be a teacher. I don't know what the fuck happened to

It's like Martians landed. It took over his brain.

What does he want to teach?

Smogs. Can you fucking believe it?

Hey, I'm missing one of my... I'm missing one of the charms on my

Maybe on West Broadway.

Hey, um...

You know, there's something I really, I do have to tell you.

Oh, yeah?

You've seen me before. I've seen you at the Red Turtle.

This whole time I'm thinking to myself, I've seen this girl before. I know her

from somewhere. Now you're telling me I met you at the Red Turtle? I don't think

so. It was dark.

And I had on my glasses.

And there was a man and a girl and...

She was giving him a blowjob. A blowjob?

I watched.

Oh, you did, did you? You like that sort of thing? You like watching?

You don't remember a girl with long blue fingernails with diamonds in them?

What'd you say? Blue fingernails?

She had brown hair?

Yeah.

Yeah, what about her?

I think that's Angela Sands. I think that's the girl that was murdered.

But I wasn't with her.

I think you saw something. I think you should come down to the station and take

a look at some pictures as soon as possible.

I swear you weren't there. I swear to God, I've never seen you or her before

my entire fucking life.

I gotta get out of here.

Hey.

Have a nice time.

Thanks.

Oh, God, I could have lost you.

I didn't let him.

I wanted to.

You guys want a double latte, no foam?

The attractive guy is sexy.

You like him, you're going to see him again.

Would you trust a guy who gets blowjobs in bars?

Yes.

I think he's a liar.

You think he's a liar or he is a liar?

Because, of course, we never lie to each other.

I saw him in a bar with a girl. Wait.

A bar?

I thought you just met him.

I thought that he rescued you.

Look, if you don't want him off it, you can go back home. Forget it.

Forget it. No, arrange an introduction with your lying detective.

Ugh.

What's on Graham?

I thought he said he looked like a movie star.

He played a doctor on a soap. Now he's studying to be one.

Hi.

You look terrible.

Thank you. Excuse me, sir. No dogs in here. I know that.

Will you be long? I just ordered a coffee.

You're very tan.

Hi. John Graham.

Colleen.

How are you? Yeah.

Uh, take your time. I'll wait.

Don't look out there. He's watching you.

So intense.

You know, I can remember every guy I ever fucked by how he liked to do it,

how I wanted to do it.

Sometimes I think it's just me. I mean, are other women able to say, suck my

dick, pinch my nipples, bend over the sofa?

Probably not suck my dick.

Here's what I think.

I think you can come over to my place and sleep there for a few nights, maybe

even a week.

It would make me really happy.

And the mugger has your wallet, so he's going to know where you live.

You know, you really have to see this detective again.

A little bit of coffee.

Um, Miss, we ordered a latte.

No foam. No foam. Very, very dry. Thank you.

He's still there.

Whose car did you get at the yesterday?

If I could just come from Beirut.

I don't know how people can drive around in filthy cars.

Maybe it was one of my students.

Are you dating a student?

Pardon? Well, you went to the...

Red Turtle Bar with a black student. Are you dating him?

No. I saw you last Saturday.

What were you doing?

Is that the point here?

I don't think so.

The point is that he could get the wrong idea. You don't know how guys think.

Are you all right, John?

Not really.

I've, uh...

I've been having these panic attacks lately.

I think they're panic attacks. I don't know. They're pretty bad.

What happens?

Doesn't that ever happen to you where you get these funny images from the

Like you saw something or you knew something. Weird memories from

I just wish I didn't keep having these funny attacks.

My brain... Well, my brain practically explodes. I think I'm going to go on

antidepressants.

I, uh...

I need to ask you a favor. Do you think you could take care of Patrick for a

while? He's barking all the time. It's probably because my hours are so long

he's alone.

I can't take care of a dog.

Especially not my dog, right? I'd rather cut his head off.

No, not especially your dog.

Why don't you put up a notice or something?

Put up a notice?

Where am I? I'm in the hospital.

18 hours out of 24.

You don't get it, do you?

Say goodbye.

John, are you going to put him down?

Maybe.

I don't know. Maybe I will.

I could do it myself. I mean, I could just shave his little arm. Look, I don't

think it's a good idea that we see each other anymore.

Stop!

Well,

this is out of the blue.

I'm going to...

I'm going to have to think about this.

And way along the journey of our life, I woke to find myself in a dark wood.

For I had wandered off from the straight path.

I fell over.

Truly. Yours truly.

You don't ever talk.

It's always your job.

Well, I like to be ironic.

I've been

thinking on Gacy, you know?

Bogo the Clown?

I've been thinking that it wasn't his fault, you know?

Like, he were the victim.

Of what?

Desire. Aren't you going to help me carry my bag?

No.

You don't have to tell me, baby. That's like an insult.

So we're here.

Yeah. Hey, Papi. Hey, baby.

I'm gonna help you up here. No, no, I got it. Thank you.

Nah, let me help you up here. I really, I really got up here.

I got

it, really. Thank you, Cornelia.

You okay?

Yeah. Sure?

Oh, that was very smooth, daddy.

Oh, that turned me on. That was nice.

Come here. Come on, man.

Don't do that. Come here. Don't do that.

Sit right here. Oh, you are so sexy.

Help me put my earring back in. Come here.

In 1978, Mr.

John Wayne Gacy was in trouble when the police dug up a dead body under his

cellar.

When the police were done, they had 27 dead bodies, most of them from under the

house.

He said he was innocent of the crime, and sometimes he said that he loved

boys.

He never said he was sorry.

Not even at the end when they gave him his lethal injection.

He was chatty.

The scars set up.

He wanted to discuss the Chicago clubs, eat fried chicken.

I'm gonna

take

a sleeping pill

Two, in fact.

Do you want one?

No.

It's so fucking noisy, I can't sleep.

I have to move.

I mean, clearly, I've got to move.

Why don't you see him again?

You're brave in so many ways. I mean, you're thinking about him, right?

About sex.

Well, you wouldn't be thinking about the sex if you didn't like him.

At least call him. He doesn't know where you are.

I go to court tomorrow.

Because of the tan suit.

They're trying to get a restraining order against me.

Probably won't be allowed within 500 miles of Dr. Cass' office.

Yeah, laugh it up.

You know what I'm thinking?

What to wear?

I'm imagining that when he sees me, he's going to realize that he's in love with

me. And, you know, one thing will lead to another, and after a love child or

two, we'll get married.

Have I ever told you how our father proposed to my mother?

No.

Tell me.

Well, when he was very young, he was very handsome and an excellent skater.

And she was the new girl in town, barely able to skate.

She was very, very innocent, very beautiful.

Of course.

And he was already engaged, but he couldn't stop watching my mother.

This is my song.

And finally, his fiancé got very jealous, son.

I would, too.

And threw that engagement ring right back at him.

Good. And that very same day, he took my mother by the hand. He danced her

out to the middle of the forest -fringed lake.

He got down on one knee and offered her the very same engagement ring.

Oh, that's nice.

Mm -hmm.

And at that precise moment, which is the thing that my mother always added, it

started to snow.

It's very romantic.

I don't quite believe it.

Well, that's my mother's story.

It's the way she always told it, you know.

He killed her.

When he left, she just went crazy with grief. You know, she didn't understand

it. She just...

I couldn't believe it.

How many times has Dad been married?

Four. Four?

He never married my mother.

Yeah, he's already plotting the fifth.

I want to get married once.

Just for my mom.

There's a husband too much for me to ask for.

Oh, it's too hot.

Even Angela Sands had a fiancé.

Yeah, Molly probably cut her head off.

I'll see you later on, Doc. Thanks a lot.

What we're going to do now is I'm going to start opening up the machine, open it

up slightly, let some of the fluid out, and we'll catch it down at the catch

basin, all right?

One, two, three.

Okay, I'm taking out the first article of clothing I've got here.

It appears to be a woman's left hand, and on it is a ring with a white

stone in it. If you do me a favor, get closer to that here.

It appears to be possibly a serrated blade.

Come over here with me, and what I'd like to do is get another shot.

Over here, give me a close -up on that.

Thank you. You got that? You got the close -up on the ring, correct?

Got it.

Okay.

I'm now going to start taking out, looking at all the parts here.

Franny, babe, hold on a second.

I'm stepping out. All right, no problem.

Hey, where you been?

I've been calling you all week. You know, you're supposed to come down and

at some photos, remember?

Yeah, where's she staying?

She has a place above the baby doll lounge.

So, uh... Hey, you know, I must have called you like ten times. You think you

can make it down here? Dig down to the precinct tomorrow? It's kind of

important.

Why?

Well, another girl's been murdered.

A mid -student. Oh.

Oh, no.

What happened?

She was cut up.

Can't find her head. The fucking press is all over us. It's in the gilla.

We're all doing overtime here. Even the house moses are on the street.

Do you think it's the same guy who killed Angela Vance?

If you're asking me, yeah, oh yeah.

Hey, I'm getting out of here.

What?

Hold on a sec.

I'm not gonna sleep tonight.

Do something for me, will ya?

Are you standing?

Why?

Are you alone?

Where's your sister?

Sit down.

Are you sitting?

Put your hand between your legs.

Inside your panties.

The pussy that I like.

When you slip your middle finger in, it's deep and soaking wet.

You run your finger up, and your clit's right there.

Comes down to meet you, jumps in your hand.

When you touch a woman and her clit's right there like that, you know she

about sex like you.

I gotta go.

into the room.

What's going to happen?

I'm here to see Detective Malloy.

Malloy!

Yeah?

Your business is out here, man.

It's my sister.

How you doing?

I want you to take a hike.

Yeah. Sleep all right?

I missed you.

Come on.

Over here.

Look at this.

We got leaks in the ceiling to shoot down on the .22 caliber rifles from the

rooftop.

Detective Rodriguez.

Do you remember Miss... Avery.

Yeah, I know your name.

Hey, how you doing?

Fine, thank you.

Hey, you got anything in that bike cap? Nothing.

Stand by, please. Malloy.

Malloy. Yeah.

I'm glad I got a chance to talk to you.

I want to apologize.

The other night I was drunk.

I was out of line.

I hope you didn't get the wrong idea.

No.

I didn't get the wrong idea.

What square, then?

Detective Malloy wants me to look at some pictures he said you have them

Pictures? Mm -hmm. I was mugged the other night on West Broadway.

Oh, yeah. Pictures. No problem.

Who's that?

Really?

But I thought the guy was wearing a mask. You couldn't see his face.

Right? No, I couldn't. Well, then why does Malloy want you to look at

hmm? Perhaps I'll recognize the face of somebody who was at the Red Turtle bar.

Ah, I don't mean shit.

Hey, Richie, what's up? What's up, Palarin?

How's the diet?

Hey, Pato, kiss my ass.

Yeah, I got those phone numbers for you. Took me all fucking day. You owe me big

time.

Just look for Raph. He's in there. He'll jump out at you.

You got a good memory?

I mean, if you see this guy, you gonna be able to pick him out?

I don't think that memory is very reliable.

Well, it better be.

You're a school teacher, right?

People fucking count on your memory.

Detective Rodriguez bothering you?

Telling you about the fish in the Hudson?

Actually, I was telling her about the time the cat ate the DOA's balls on

Street. That's a good one.

Deloy. Deloy.

What am I, your maid or something?

Your food is ready.

You're Kerry Topher.

I got to get something to eat.

You hungry?

You like calamari?

There's this great place over on Arthur Avenue. Hey, Richie, what I want to know

is when did you start liking white women, man? About the same time as you.

See you later.

Let's get the fuck out of here. This place is too fucking busy.

Come on.

Let's get some more quiet.

I'm gonna pull you off the street. I just need you. I'm gonna get something.

promise you.

How did you get to be a homicide detective so young?

Me? Yeah.

In a word?

Yeah.

Compassion.

I took the desk no one else wanted.

What desk was that?

Desk next to the holding cell.

You know, so I talked to the perp.

Gave him cigarettes, gum.

So I started to trust you, you know, started telling you things you want to

know.

After a while, you pull down a big confession, you know, got some bumps up.

Hey, how long you think, uh... How long you think, uh, you suppose a woman needs

to know a guy before she'll get engaged to him?

Shortest amount of time.

How long?

I don't know. I guess it depends.

Um... It took my mother about a half hour.

You're kidding me. No.

What did your father do?

Romance her to fall in love? Put a gun to her head? What did your father do?

Yeah.

The sedge has withered from the lake. No birds sing.

What sedge?

Ferns.

Looks like a place where they dump bodies.

What's in these bags?

Garbage.

Go on, try it.

I'm frightened of guns.

Oh, yeah? Then why don't you learn to use one?

Go on.

Go on.

How do you hold this thing? Do you have one hand or two?

Hold it any way you want. Just don't hold it this way.

Again.

You have to hold it with two hands. Yeah, try aiming this time.

Try. Go on. Try.

Ah, cheap piece of shit.

Let's see how good of kissers we are.

We already kissed.

No, not really.

You used

to do this

when you were a kid?

I went to boarding school.

You're here for the sex, right?

You don't go nowhere with me. I didn't fuck you.

Good night.

Did you get engaged to me?

Is this about the murder?

No.

Yeah, I can't get the sick fuck out of my head.

Why we were kissing?

All the fucking time.

Do you want to stop by my place?

Yeah, I gotta tell you, I'm going away for a while.

Probably not gonna be able to talk to you for a little bit.

What are you doing?

Water.

It's all paid for.

so I could have some time with my kids.

Is your wife going?

My ex -wife, yeah.

Now your wife.

Fuck out of here.

I sleep on a fucking couch.

All right?

It's complicated.

When I moved out, I didn't have enough money to get my own apartment, so I went

to live with my mother. She's worse than my wife.

Three years ago, I moved back.

We don't sleep together, all right? And we're back for my kids, okay? She can't

go to all my kids.

Did you ever tell the truth?

Here you go.

I can give you a ride home.

Hey.

Something wrong?

How did you get in?

Hope you don't mind.

I took a shower.

You know, you might want to check your messages.

That student of yours has been taken in for questioning.

The police found his term paper illustrated in blood.

That's a little weird, isn't it?

You want the tape?

I have to go out.

Actually, the real reason that I'm here is because I thought I should tell you

that I'm going to call Pauline and ask her out.

Really?

Did I ever tell you that my mother used to dress me in girls' blouses?

Yes, I think you did.

So, do you think it's a good idea?

What? About Pauline.

I think it's a good idea, but then again, I hardly know her at all.

I don't think Pauline will sleep with you if that's what you're thinking.

Oh, you're right. You're right.

Whatever. She's worse than you are.

Have sex with me? I must be out of my fucking mind.

Will you have sex with me?

Yes! I'm out of my fucking mind!

Will you have sex with me?

Okay.

Oh, thank you.

Pauline? Pauline?

Are you

alone?

Oh!

I got to take the bag.

Come on.

I know, I know.

I got to take it.

Hey,

Jackie. Yeah?

Can you give her 6 .22 on 6th Street? No problem.

I was at the morgue. I'm sorry they made you wait. I told them to let you go

home.

I need to ask you some questions about Pauline for any...

Let's

go.

When I was 13, um...

My father left me in Geneva.

He was called away to Washington for five days.

He said later that it never occurred to him that I wouldn't be all right.

Pauline said that I failed to take advantage of the situation, that I

have ordered...

Under the box of the chocolate that I should have made a snowman

Pauline

engaged

You recognize this? We found it on our left third finger.

No.

Is that it? Is that a signature?

Yeah, it's a signature.

I want to know what happened. I want to know if it was quick.

Why do you think no one's going to make a difference for Annie?

I've thought that all my life. Well, you're wrong. No one don't mean shit.

It doesn't. Mean shit.

This guy... This guy must have known her.

He, uh...

Strangled her until she lost consciousness, probably in the bedroom,

dragged her into the bathroom and cut her throat.

Cut through the windpipe, the jugular, the epiglottis, the hyoid, the tongue.

He held her by her hair and cut all around.

This guy likes blood.

When he got to the vertebrae...

He needed a bigger knife to cut through that, and he had one.

He pulled the drain in the sinks before he left, so he left us nothing that

could help us.

It scares me that this guy knows about drains.

I'm gonna go back to the apartment. There's something I know, but I don't

it yet.

Sometimes it helps just to sit down.

How will you get in?

I got a key.

You have a key?

Yeah.

You have her key?

I guess so. I have a key.

Did you kill her?

Sergeant Lawrence, can you give Miss Xavier a drive home, please? Yeah. Get

fuck out of here.

It's me, Cornelius.

I heard about your friend.

It's all over the TV.

My sister.

Why are you wearing one shoe?

The other shoe's holding the door open.

I'm scared.

You got a... You got a pedal.

What happened?

Fuck that man, all right?

Fuck who? Fuck him! That cop! What? What cop? Fuck him! What cop?

You alright?

I know.

I don't wanna do this.

Why? You don't like it?

No, I like it. I like it. I just don't want to do this.

I'm drunk.

I didn't want to fuck you anyway.

What do you want, huh?

What,

girl? Let me go. What? Let me go.

You've been looking to fuck my head up since day one. You've been looking to

fuck with me. Cornelia.

You don't know me.

What well I wanted me to check make sure you got home all right, where are they?

You okay Tell

him not to bother me

Open the door.

Brady!

Brady, open the door.

Brady, come on, wake up. Open the door.

Brady!

Brady, come on.

You look all right to me.

I wish you said you were screaming half -naked out the window.

You were a long time.

Yeah, I was working.

Getting a blowjob, and now you're lying to work?

What is it?

No such thing as a bad blowjob.

No, you're wrong there. Some women are terrible blowjobs.

No rhythm at all, no sense of cock whatsoever.

Good phrase.

No sense of cock.

Yes, that must be terrible.

I never got a problem here.

I'm standing in your sister's apartment. I'm trying to put this case together,

and I can't. You want to know why?

I'm worrying about you.

Come on.

Get a bath.

Good cop. I'm a good detective.

It's the only thing I'm good at. I'm not good at this.

Fran, you want me to go? I'll go. You want me to stay? I'll stay. You gotta

something. I mean, you're smarter than I am. I'm running just to keep up with

you. I'm scared of what I want.

What? A lot?

Yeah, it's a lot.

That's a problem with you women. You can never be satisfied.

I'm sorry.

Why? You didn't do nothing.

Sorry, you feel that way?

That's your problem is you're fucking exhausting.

Fuck this. You know what? I was doing just fine before I met you. Just fine.

What's this?

Will it like it?

I don't know.

I think so.

You're not sure?

You're not sure.

You think I'm obsessed with you? Maybe.

No. No.

Go on, fuck yourself.

I'm gonna watch. Fuck yourself.

Go on. You like to watch?

Yeah, I like getting a cut.

Fuck yourself.

If I keep looking at you, I'll have to quit being a cop.

Get me out of this thing.

Get me out of this.

Makes you very nervous being a handcuff.

Hurry up. I'm starting to fucking feel like a chick here.

Get over there. Where is it?

My jacket pocket.

Inside left pocket.

Hurry up.

Oh, yeah.

Time for my breakthrough. Yeah, I keep meaning to give it to you. I forgot.

Where did you get that?

I found it on West Broadway. I went back there that same night to see if I had

missed something, and I found it.

It was you.

What the fuck is the matter with you?

I saw you. I saw your tattoo.

I never thought that you killed her. I just never thought that.

Franny, get me out of these fucking things now.

It's enough of this shit, Brandy. Give me the keys. Get me out of here.

I'm not kidding, Brandy. Get me out of this fucking dick. Get me out of this

fucking dick now!

She's fine. Thanks, Deb. Take it easy. Just take it easy.

I can't go with you because he'll know.

Why? He killed Pauline. Who?

Malloy. I saw him with Angela Sands. I saw his tattoo. I saw the three of

spades.

Jesus, we better talk about this.

We'll go someplace.

You can tell me about it.

Police. You tell me what happened.

Did he hurt you? No

Where are we going?

To the lighthouse.

You ever been there?

To the lighthouse.

Look at that book.

Yeah?

I picked it.

Look at the GW.

That's something.

It's my little fishing lodge.

Want to see inside?

Yeah, me and Malloy, we got up together after our first big bust.

It's a good cop.

Best partner I ever had.

You want wine?

I got wine.

I'm going to have to leave you here a couple of days.

Sorry.

People saw us together in the street.

You want to hang up his jacket?

Are you cold?

Don't cry.

You ever been in love?

See, I met this girl.

I've been thinking about her my whole life.

You know, dreaming about her.

But the thing is, uh... I don't know if she loves me.

I mean, all women want love, right?

What about you?

You want love?

Wanna be kissed?

My guess is you want it so bad it hurts.

I'm right.

Will

you

marry me, Franny?

Put on a ring.

Put on a fucking...

Jesus fucking Christ, what are you, crazy?

Hear my love There'll be no harm

Long as I hear you

Hear in my heart

Bees don't scream Bees

don't cry I just can't bear

You say goodbye The flesh around

Your neck is pale

Invented by

My fingernails

These don't scream

These don't cry

I just can't bear to say goodbye.

Now you are still, though we no more.

And I'll have you here as before.

Death is a friend.

Good night.

Say goodbye.