All language subtitles for Deadline 2006

You know, I have to buy a car. Pick up
the phone.

Yeah, the problem is you want a Ferrari.

I want to buy your car, that's for sure.

Whatever.

So did you call him?

Do you have the number?

No. Me neither.

You're going to do it. Don't worry. I
think Ann doesn't let him.

We're listening, Martin.

A couple of nights ago, my phone had
interfered with another call.

So I stayed and listened.

There was a man and a woman, and they
were talking.

Actually, no, they were negotiating.

Hey, I did something like that once with
an antenna on a phone.

You guys remember I did that?

You guys remember I lived in Miami in
the 90s, and it was great. But calling

Israel was so damn offensive, and I was
short of cash at that moment.

So what I did is I connected and sent it
to the court and wrote every night with

a call to the phone trying to hook up a
signal. Let me finish.

So what's the point, Martin?

If you let me finish, you'll find out.

What are we supposed to find out?

The girl was a hooker, and the man was
negotiating with her.

And I remember, amongst many other
things, that her birthday was April 9th.

You guys know that because, guys, I have
a really good memory. You guys know

that, right?

And I remember that he asked for her
name and she said it was Diana.

I read in the newspaper that this hooker
named Diana Levita was murdered.

She was murdered.

This isn't funny, you know. It's a joke.
I'm not trying to be funny, Laura. He

cuts off their eyes and their tongue. I
don't want to hear that.

I do. Look what I just missed by not
reading the paper.

It's the guy who made the phone call.

It's all Chris Killers that he lives in
my building.

My antenna doesn't have much reach. He
has to live in my building.

God, I don't know who it could be. It
could be anybody.

I don't know anybody in the building.

Hey, you know me. I live in the
apartment below.

Yes, Aaron, but you're a vegetarian.

Hitler was a vegetarian.

You're an asshole.

Listen, Martin.

You're fucked up.

I understand you lost your job, and on
top of that, your woman left you,

throwing your three years of marriage
directly to the underwear of a second

-rate gym teacher?

Personal trainer.

Whatever.

Hey, I understand, and that's terrible,
man.

But you have to grow some balls and keep
going.

But first...

Cut the crap with this delusional
business, okay? And second, stop

listening to other people's
conversations. Excuse me, I'm going to

take a piss.

Leo, it's Mr. Sanders.

You what?

Leo, the power's out.

We'll take care of it first thing in the
morning. No, no, no. I need it right

now.

But what am I supposed to do about it? I
don't know. You're the super. You have

to do something.

Jesus Christ, this fucking one in the
morning.

You're right. You're right. I'm sorry,
Leo.

But being in the dark makes me feel a
little uncomfortable.

Gotta help me, please.

Come on, I beg you.

Oh, all right.

Thanks. But you come on with me.

Me?

Because if I fall down the stairs and
break my ass, or if I electrocute

myself, you're gonna go for help. You
wait here.

About a year ago, we had a problem with
rats.

They were eating through the cables.

But the owners were too fucking cheap to
pay for an exterminator.

I think I know what's causing that
smell.

What is it?

Jesus Christ.

The guy on third can forget about
looking for his dog.

He has no one else to understand.

His woman is also gone. He's going to be
so lonely.

He won't be alone.

I'll be there.

You? Yes, me.

I believe he doesn't need you right now.

And what the hell do you know?

You're right, I don't.

But when I got hepatitis, you didn't
come to my apartment and visit me and

ask me if I needed something.

I can see how much you care about
Martin.

Believe me, I do.

Then drop it.

I know where you were going the other
day, Laura.

You still like him, don't you?

Not that Aunt Doctor like a dog you
think this is it.

This ticket.

I have a free way.

He forgets about that bitch, and I'm
gonna be waiting at the end of the road

with a beating heart and my legs open,
right?

What's with you?

Did you suddenly get the hots for me?

I'll tell you what your problem is.

You never looked for Martin.

Never.

He was just one less person in your way.

One less obstacle for you to get to...
What was it?

Partner at the agency?

I forgive you, Laura.

Only because you're in love with Mark.

I'm not in love with Mark.

If you want to keep your car in one
piece, I would leave it at the garage on

Freedom, across the tracks.

What's up?

Christ, what the fuck is wrong with you?
Where are you going?

I'm going to go buy a pack of
cigarettes. What the fuck has that got

to do with you?

You're right. I'm sorry, Leo. What do
you want?

I have to ask you a question.

So you come down just like that to ask
me a question?

Yes.

How many men live alone in this
building?

How many men live alone?

Yes. You know?

No family, no wife, no girlfriend alone.

Well, nothing.

There's your friend Mendel.

There's me.

There's that new guy in 3-H, Clyde,
half-assed artist or something.

Where the fuck do you have to know this?

I don't know.

What on earth?

Are you going to escort me to my car?

Yeah.

Hey, what's the deal with Martin?

What do you mean, what's the deal with
Martin? You know.

No, I don't know.

You know what Mary once told me?

What? That you liked me.

Mary's full of shit, you know.

You know what else she once told me?

What? That she liked you.

So why don't you go and annoy her?

Listen.

Stop seeing Martin.

You know what?

Yep. Thanks.

Excuse me, Mr. Klain, but are you the
sick bastard that's been killing all the

hookers?

I'd like to report a crime.

What kind of crime, sir?

About the murders.

Your name, please.

I'm not the person who is talking to
you. Do you hear me?

Melody. Melody. Don't hang up. Don't
hang up, Melody. Listen to me. This guy.

Didn't you read the newspaper? The
newspaper. It read about the other girl.

Don't you remember?

Melody. Looks like she hung up.

Who are you?

Who am I?

I said, who the hell are you?

Come on.

You know me.

You're a chicken shit.

How'd you get this number?

Is that who is he?

You're a sick son of a bitch.

I'm going to call the police right now.

Are you crazy?

There are no prints in that apartment
but yours and our cheery little friend.

I don't care. I'm going to call the
police anyway.

Looks like Christmas came early this
year.

I'm going to tell them everything about
you.

Marty, Marty, Marty.

You won't call the police.

I'm Detective Williams.

This is Detective Miles.

Okay, we're going.

is this about?

Well, let's see now.

We were told that Alex Benelli is your
wife's gym teacher.

Personal trainer.

Personal trainer, right.

This has to do with Alex?

Yeah.

Why?

What's wrong with Alex?

His wife has reported him as missing.

So we're just asking his friend. He's
not missing.

Excuse me?

He's not missing.

Alex.

How do you know that?

Because he's out with my wife.

He's out with your wife?

What? They went to the theater? They
went to a movie? They went to a ball

game? What? He's out with you?

All right, Jason.

You mean he's ran off with your wife?

Hey, I'm sorry. It must be tough for
you.

How did you find this out?

Do you have any idea where they could
have gone? No.

Does your wife have any special places
you would like to go to, officer?

I'm a little bit tired.

Is there any way we could do this some
other day?

Yeah.

Yeah, sure.

Good night, your ass room.

No!

What? No, she... He... The toilet's

broken. If you flush... You'll just
flood everything. I just want to wash my

hands.

That was a yes to me.

It was a nice apartment you got here.

Although currently I'm unemployed.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Are you ready already?

With all this new information that
you've given us, we're sure to want to

talk to you again.

So, uh... Yeah.

Give us a call tomorrow.

We'll arrange to meet another time. We
can talk quietly, okay?

Okay.

Good evening, sir.

Your license and registration, please.

Sir.

Your license and registration, please.

Do you know how fast you were driving,
Mr.

Sanders?

No, officer.

I clocked you at 52.

Are you aware that the designated speed
limit in this area is 35 miles an hour,

sir? No, sir.

You okay?

Yes, officer.

Well, the reason I was going fast is
because I'm on my way to the hospital to

see my wife. We're having our first...
Have you been drinking, sir?

No, officer, as I'm telling you, I'm on
my way to the hospital to see my wife,

our firstborn child. We weren't
expecting it so soon. Your first child?

Yes, our first child.

What hospital?

Bellevue Hospital.

All right.

I'll tell you what I'm going to do.

I'm going to let you go with a warning,
this time.

But I want you to be more careful, all
right?

All right. He can't have that baby in
Orphan before he's even born.

Thank you, officer.

All right. Have a good night, sir.

You too.

Would you turn off the car and step out
of the vehicle, sir?

Would you step out of the car, please?

Sir, would you step out of the vehicle?

This way, sir.

What are you doing over here?

If you have something like this hanging
out of your car, you might as well put

on a sign that says, Rob me.

Come on, take care of it.

You said you was going to Bellevue?

Yes, officer.

I think you missed your turn.

Bellevue's that way, sir.

Thank you, officer.

All right. You have a good night now.

last image I have of you.

Look at yourself.

I don't want to be rude, but...

Can't you just explain everything from
the beginning?

If you can barely believe me.

in your apartment?

I know.

It's out of the entire building of
always.

Artists.

Is it possible that all you saw was your
neighbor, an artist,

and materials his apartment?

This is totally out of control.

And you know I wouldn't do this for
anyone else.

Yes, I know.

No, you don't know.

I care about you more than you can
imagine.

That's why it hurts me so much to see
you like this.

She'll be my girl.

This state you're in, I mean, look at
your apartment.

I want to... to be okay.

I'm sorry.

It's alright.

If you have any dignity left, you should
move on with your life.

It's alright, Mark.

I won't leave you alone.

Last night I saw Laura leave in the
building.

Pretty late.

Yeah, you know what I'm talking about.
You're following her now? What's the

matter with you? What's the matter with
me? What's the matter with you? You

forgot Anna already? You don't care
someone else is banging her? Cut it out,

Aaron. What do you mean, cut it out?

Cut it out. You're just upset because
Laura doesn't want to be with you. And

you just can't stand that. You're a sore
loser. That's what you are. Yeah, right.

You can teach me that one, you know. Any
asshole who gets married is always a

boyfriend first. You weren't even that.

You were a customer, right?

Then a husband.

You don't know... Shut up!

Ann told me everything.

She told me how you visit her every
Friday like a lapdog with a hundred

dollar bill, man.

She also told me how you proposed when
she was opening the door for the next

customer. You got to be a real schmuck
to marry a whore.

You're like the king of Brooklyn, man.
You thought... I'm talking to you. I'm

talking to you. You thought you were the
only one?

There's a new kid on the block and he
doesn't have to pay either, okay?

So don't give me no lip.

I'm sorry, man. Okay?

Listen.

Martin, I'm sorry.

Okay? I crossed the line. I'm sorry.

Hey, I'm sorry, kid.

What's the matter with you?

Come between us.

There is no us.

Why do you think I moved to this
shithole?

To be near you.

I know who it is.

What for God's sake?

I want you to be prepared for what I'm
about to tell you.

Who is it?

Nobody.

Nobody.

What? I went to the police station and
they told me that in the last three

months No hookers have been murdered.

There are no dead hookers.

Didn't you say that all the victims were
born in April?

Anne was born in April.

Isn't that something, huh?

I need help, really.

I know what I saw. You gotta believe me,
right?

Laura, please, please, I saw her. She
was here.

She was right here.

I know what I saw.

I know what I saw. Laura, no!

letting you know the owner changed the
locks on the door.

And he says he's gonna throw all your
shit into the street if you don't pay

the fucking back rent.

So why don't you sell that jalopy of
yours and pay the fucking back rent?

I mean, I can't picture that wife of
yours sleeping in the street.

She's on a trip. She's on a trip.

Well, then she could pay the fucking
back rent.

She left me for Alex Minnelli.

The gym teacher?

Personal trainer.

You know, I saw them together when he'd
come for her in the morning to go for a

run. They seemed to get along.

Your friend on Fifth tells me that you
lost your job.

Can I give you a piece of advice?

I mean, look at yourself. Look at the
way you dress.

And you stink.

You're never going to get a job.
Nobody's ever going to hire you.

And I'm sorry, but you can't stay in the
building.

Stop.

What's up, baby?

What'd you do with Melody?

My hobbies are none of your business.

Look.

I'm tired of being scared of you.

Tell me where you are so we can stand
face to face.

I love it.

Where?

It's impossible.

He got evicted.

What?

He got evicted for non-payment of rent.

Your friend.

The... The door is open.

What the fuck happened to the door?

He cut off the goddamn phone about six
months ago. Are you kidding me?

I should know. I'm the guy who delivers
the fucking phone bill.

I'm gonna go see if he's in the other
room.

Martin? You here?

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