All language subtitles for Save Me 1994720

Oh, man.

Hey, tiger. Hey, hey.
Rise and shine.

Hey, hey, hey. Come on.

[chuckles softly]

Good.

-Your mom up yet?
-No.

Don'’t you guys love
each other anymore?

Kenny, come here.

[sighing]

I love your mom
more than anything in
the whole world, next to you.

Why aren'’t you
coming with us
to Aunt Sue'’s?

Well, kiddo,

every once in a while,
grownups have to spend
a little time apart.

That doesn'’t mean
they don'’t love each other.

Everything'’s gonna be fine.
I promise you. Here.

[chuckling]

Dad, I can'’t get it to work.

Hold on a second, kiddo.

I'’ll get it, Kenny.

There.

Thanks, Mom.

Hey, where are you going?
Your eggs are gonna get cold.

[Kenny] I need to get my shoes.

Make sure you'’re all packed.

I made you guys
some breakfast.

Thanks. You'’re not eating?

No, no, I'’m really late
for work.

So I guess
this is it, huh?

[sighing]

Yeah, I guess so.

Look, why don'’t
you come by the office
before you go out of town

so I can say
goodbye to Kenny?

[engine starts]

[phone ringing]

[Shelly] Good morning.
Barton and Richards.
May I help you?

[phone ringing]

One moment, please.

Good morning.
Barton and Richards.

Would you please hold?
Thank you.

-Shelly.
-Hi.

Better hurry. Mr. Barton
was through here a few
minutes ago,

looking for you.

Great.

[phone ringing]

Hi.

-[Matthew] Hey, big Jim.
-Hey.

Nice weekend?

Well, I'’m still breathing.

Oh, man, what are
we gonna do with you?

I don'’t know. Shoot me.
Put me out of my misery.

Well, you keep coming in late,
and the boss is gonna take
care of that.

Oh, man,
what a lousy market.

Yeah, well, maybe we'’ll
get some better news
on interest rates.

[sighing]

Have you heard?

What?

Little Saddam
got his promotion.

Robbins? That slimy parasite?

I understand it, though.
I mean, he'’s had the
best numbers

in the last three quarters.

Of course,
they keep forgetting
that you set the record.

Yeah, well,
that was last year, Matthew.

Around here,
that'’s ancient history.

So are you ready for tonight?

Tonight?

Your blind date, remember?

Oh. Look, I'’m
gonna pass on that.

Jim, you need to get laid.

I'’m still wearing it.

Has something changed
since yesterday?

No, we'’re still getting
separated for the summer.

She still wants you
to see other people?

Yep.

Well, then do it.

All right, all right.
I'’ll do it.

Great.

But don'’t
expect anything, okay?

Okay. 7:00, okay?

Oh, and, Jim...

I mean, just in case.

It'’s rough out there, buddy.
Can'’t take any chances.

Shit.

Leaving so soon?

Be right back. I just
promised my kid I'’d get
him a going-away present.

Thanks for coming in, Jim.

Oh, by the way,
congratulations on
your promotion.

We have turned our backs
to God'’s world, people.

We grovel in the stinking,
rotten mire of doubt and fear

and vanity and self-pity.
Look around you, brothers.

You, brother,
look around you.

Paradise.
It'’s spread upon...

[Ellie] Well, you know me.
Something not too obvious.

Oh, that is lovely.
It'’s so beautiful!

Wanna try it on?

I'’d love to try it on.

[both laughing]

Need some help?

Um, no, thanks.
I'’m just looking around.

Think I'’ll just look
around a little bit more.

-Okay.
-Yeah.

Just call me
if you need me.

Uh, sure.

Shoot.

Oh, that looks great.

I love it.
It'’s so classy.

-[saleswoman] Very hot.
-[Ellie] Hmm.

I'’m gonna put
some clothes on.

See anything you like?

Um, not really.

Ellie, where the hell
have you been?

I'’m sorry, Oliver.

I'’ve been looking
everywhere for you.

I know, but...

Look, we'’ve covered
this before. It has
to stop.

I just wanted to
buy something that
I thought you'’d like.

What did you get?
It'’s very nice.

I was worried.
I was afraid there was
gonna be trouble again.

Oliver, darling, I... I want
to show you something else.

[Oliver] What?

It'’s my surprise.

Well, I hope it'’s not
too much of a surprise.

[intercom beeping]

[Shelly] Mr. Barton and
Mr. Robbins would like
to see you.

Thanks, Shelly.

"Mr. Robbins," my ass.

Afternoon.

What'’s left of it.

Sit down, Jim.

That'’s all right,
I'’ll stand.

Michael has some concerns
that he wants to bring out
into the open.

[sighing]

He suggested that we three
get together and discuss them.

Bottom line is,
we'’ve been carrying
you for almost a year.

This company
survives on sales,
and you'’re not making any.

It'’s time for you
to start producing.

You know, I'’ve made a lot
of money for this company,

and I have done it
without raping my clients.

That'’s it.
You'’re on probation.

If I don'’t see results
in 30 days, you'’re gone.

Your hands
are shaking, Michael.

What, are you drinking
too much coffee these days?

What are you talking about?

Michael, let me talk to Jim
for a moment.

[door shuts]

Jim, I'’m sorry.

[sighing]

He'’s rough around the edges,
but he'’s brilliant,

almost as brilliant
as you used to be.

He'’s a cutthroat
asshole, Hal.

But I need him,
and I need you
to produce.

[sighs]

I can only imagine
what you'’ve been
going through lately.

Yeah, been kind
of a weird time
for me.

I won'’t stay down
long, though.

That'’s all I wanted to hear.

[crowd cheering]

[engine roaring]

[woman whooping]

Isn'’t this
the absolute greatest?

Absolutely.

[woman whooping]

-Thanks.
-[Matthew] You got it.

Does she have
a body or what?

Yes, Matthew.
She has a body.

[burping]

[whooping]

Yeah!

[line trilling]

-[Ellie] Hello?
-Hello.

Who is this?

Uh, we sort of met
yesterday at the...

82nd Airborne.

Right.

Oh, thank God.
I can'’t talk now.
Um, can you meet me?

Are you in trouble?

Please.

Okay. Where?

Santa Monica Pier.
I can be there in
half an hour.

[dial tone droning]

Hi.

Hello.

Jim Stevens.

Ellie.

Are you okay?

Out here, I'’m safe.

Safe? What do you mean?
That guy at the mall,
is he trying to--

Would you mind
if we walked a bit?

Sure.

[Ellie] So, um, tell me
about yourself.

[Jim chuckles]

Well, what would
you like to know?

Who you are. I don'’t
know anything about you.

[Jim] Well, there'’s not
much to tell, really.

I sell bonds at
Barton and Richards.

And what else?
I mean, are you married?
All the nice guys are married.

Yeah.

Well, yes and no,
actually. Um...

I'’m going through
a separation.

What happened?

[scoffs]

That'’s a good question.
I don'’t really know.

Oh, I'’m sorry.

That'’s okay.

Hey, somebody hooked
a big one, huh?

[chuckling]

So, uh, do you always write
notes to total strangers?

No, I find this rather
embarrassing, actually.

I'’m in deep, dire shit,
and I'’ve got no one
to turn to.

The man I was with, Oliver,
he'’s very dangerous.

Our relationship
is over, but...

He'’ll do anything,
and I actually mean anything,

to make sure
I don'’t leave him.

Well, what can I
do to help? Maybe you
should go to the police.

What, and tell them
that he might do something?

I'’ve obviously
made a mistake.

I'’m sorry
to have troubled you.

Hey! Wait a minute.

[inaudible]

[Jim sighing]

[phone ringing]

Jim Stevens.

[Ellie] I'’m sorry I left
that way the other day.

I'’m glad you called.
Are you all right?

Um, could we possibly meet?
I quite understand if
you can'’t, but...

Well, just tell me where.

My mother is sick, and
Oliver runs a private
psychiatric clinic.

That'’s when
I first met him,
when I brought her to him.

He was considered a pioneer.
He'’s quite brilliant.

He'’s also
charming and witty

and really rather sweet,

or rather was, until
I moved in with him.

Look, why don'’t
you move your mother
into a county hospital?

It'’s free, and that way,
he can'’t control you.

Because he'’s threatened
me, Jim, hideous things,
and I'’m terrified.

He'’s crazy.

I'’m actually frightened
of being seen out here.

Um...

I know someone who works
here. Would you mind if
we went inside?

It'’s all right by me.

[Ellie] Laurel?

-Hi, Ellie.
-Hello.

Uh, this is Jim.

-Hello.
-Hi.

Could we go back?

Yes, of course.

Thanks. It'’s this way.

We won'’t be
disturbed here.

Let me take
your coat for you.

Tell me something.

Why me?

Because you look so strong,

but you seem so sad.

I'’ve been waiting
for you for a long time.

[Ellie] Mmm.

Um...

Look, I don'’t know
if I can do this.

Um...

[sighing]

I'’m still married,
and I still have--

Shh. Jim, I understand.

Trust me.

Let me show you something.

Trust me.

It'’s okay. She can't see you.

It'’s a one-way mirror.

She'’s beautiful, isn't she?

You'’re beautiful.
You'’re so beautiful.

[breathing heavily]

[breathing heavily]

[Ellie moaning]

[phone ringing]

[Oliver] I'’ll take that.

Hello?

[man] Oliver?

It'’s me.

You called.
What'’s the problem?

Well, it seems
my account is down almost
a quarter million dollars.

I know. I know.
You'’re down right now.
We'’ll be back up in no time.

Save the sales pitch.

You made certain guarantees
that I expect you
to live up to.

What are you talking about?
I don'’t know what you're
talking about.

We must have had some kind
of miscommunication here.

Then perhaps your memory
needs refreshing.

Either my account
starts performing, or the SEC
will be crawling all over you.

End of discussion.
Good night.

Have there been
any calls for
me today?

Uh, no.

Why? Were you
expecting somebody?

No, no one in particular.

Perhaps the man
from the mall?

That was
a childish thing to do,

passing a note to
a complete stranger.

What do you want
from me, Oliver?

What I'’ve always wanted,
to protect you,
care for you.

-To protect me?
-Uh-huh.

You'’re just
controlling me just
like everybody else.

I'’m not trying
to control you, Ellie.

You watch my every move.
You won'’t let me talk
to anyone.

You won'’t even let me
answer the phone.

That was for your own good.
You know that, don'’t you?

Don'’t you?

All right, then.

[breathes deeply]

I'’m going to take a bath.
Fix me a drink.

-Take. Take.
-Yes!

There it is.
There it is.

-Yes, we'’re rolling.
We'’re rolling.
-Yes!

We'’ve got a major
market rally.

Gotta be a rate cut.

It is.

The Fed just cut
the discount rate!

[people cheering]

Get on the phone,
and get your clients
into this market now!

Holy shit!

-Hello.
-Can I help you?

Um, yes, I'’m looking
for Jim Stevens.

He just left.
He went to get
a vasectomy.

[laughing]

Well, thank you
for sharing.

That'’s okay. He'll be back
soon. It doesn'’t take long.

[Ellie and Robbins laughing]

I'’ve seen some great ones in
my time, but I swear to you,

you'’ve got
the greatest walk
I'’ve ever seen in my life.

I'’ve never seen
a walk like that.

[Ellie] Really?

Oh, hello, stranger.

Hi.

What are you doing here?

Oh, I'’m very well,
thank you.
And your good self?

I'’m fine.

Mind taking a hungry girl
to lunch?

I'’d love to.

I see you met my boss.

Market'’s moving.

He gets an override
on everything we do,

so he gets
a little nervous
when we go to lunch.

Well, don'’t worry.
I won'’t keep him
too long.

Nice meeting you.

I'’ve been thinking
a lot about you.

Me, too.

You might'’ve tried
using the phone.

Yeah, well, your line
is always busy.

What'’s this?

Oh, Oliver followed me to
the pier and we had a fight.

He hit you?

I knocked myself.
That'’s all.

I bruise very easily.

No, he hit you, didn'’t he?
That fucking bastard!

Look, Jim,
it'’s really not that bad.

Listen, Ellie, you got
to get away from this guy.
You can'’t let him control you.

I don'’t want you
getting involved, okay?

Ellie, listen to me.

Just be with me.

Ellie...

Just be with me.

People all over the place.

Mmm-hmm. Well,
give them a cheap thrill.

It'’s their lucky day.

[both breathing heavily]

I think you'’re attractive.

Men like you
ought to be shot.

[Jim grunts]

[groaning]

[both panting]

[horn honking]

Oh, my God!

[Ellie moaning]

Yes, he'’s back.
Jim Stevens is back.

Good to be alive, Matthew.
Good to be alive.

Jim?

You wanted to see me?

We had a discount-rate
cut yesterday.

The market
moved significantly,

and you went to lunch
and never came back.

-Yeah, well,
I was very hungry.
-Yeah.

You missed a major
market opportunity,

and you cost
this firm money!

I ought to fire you
on the spot.

Yeah, well,
you can'’t 'cause I'’m
on probation, remember?

Is that all
you'’ve got to say?

Yeah.

Fuck you.

[phone ringing]

Jim Stevens.

[Ellie sobbing]
Jim? It'’s me.

What'’s going on?

Oliver had someone
follow me yesterday.
He slapped me.

Are you all right?
What did he do?
Did he hurt you?

No. No. No, no, no.

But he said he won'’t
let me see Mummy anymore.

[sobbing]

All right, listen, I want you
to get your things together

and get out of there
right now.

I'’m so scared, Jim.

[sobbing]

Okay. Take down
this address, 434 Seaview.

It'’s in Pacific Palisades.
It'’s my house.

There'’s a key under the mat.

He made me tell him
where you work.

I'’m sorry, but he's
on his way over
to you now!

What?

[sighing]

Okay, don'’t worry.
I'’ll take care of Oliver.

You just get out
of there right now.

Jim, please be careful.

I will. Bye.

[sighing]

[Anne] Reception.

Anne, there'’s
an Oliver Moran
coming to see me.

Would you show him to
the conference room, please?

Yes, Mr. Stevens.

Thank you.

[Oliver]
We'’ve never been
formally introduced.

I'’m Oliver Moran.

[Jim] Jim Stevens.

The note taker.

The note receiver.

You know, I'’ve been sitting
here trying to figure out
why she chose you.

I mean,
it'’s rather melodramatic,

passing a note
to a complete stranger.

I don'’t know
what was in the note,

but I do know
you should forget that
you ever met this girl.

Well, now, I can'’t imagine
why you'’d want me to do that.

Look, I'’m a busy man,
and I assume you are, too,

but Ellie'’s
a very sick girl
who needs my help.

She'’s sick? You're using
her mother to control her.

That'’s pathetic.

[sighing]

So that'’s what she told you.

And you believed her?
But, of course,
why wouldn'’t you?

You'’re a perfect victim
for her.

Look, uh, do I have to pay
for this analysis, or is
this like a free house call?

On that note, let me give you
some free advice that might
help you.

One, you have no idea what
you'’re getting yourself into,

and two, Stevens, you'’re
completely out of your league.

And you are wasting your time.

You may get hurt.

Now, you listen to me.

You touch a hair
on that girl'’s head,

and you'’ll wish
you'’d never met me.

If you continue to see her,
you will get hurt.

You can count on that.

Anytime.

[classical music playing
on stereo]

I'’m impressed.

So what did he say?

He said a lot of things.

What kind of things?

He'’s obviously crazy.

He'’s a very
persuasive person.

Mmm-hmm.
I'’m sure he is,

but he didn'’t persuade me.

Are you sure?

Of course I'’m sure.

Ready.

Dinner'’s ready? Good.

It'’s going to get very cold.

I like my pasta cold.

No, Jim, don'’t do that.
No, it'’s...

Let me see.
Let me see.

She'’s beautiful.
This your little boy?

Yeah.

What'’s his name?

It'’s Kenny.

He'’s adorable.

Jim, um, I don'’t know
if this is such
a good idea.

I mean,
this is your home,
and it must feel really...

[shushing]

Just hold me.

Okay.

You'’re incredible.

[birds chirping]

Hey, what'’s for breakfast?

Dinner.

Dinner?

[chuckling]

Um, Jim.

-[clearing throat]
-Ellie.

I think that I should
move into a hotel.

What'’s the matter? You don't
like the accommodations here?

The accommodation'’s great.
Room service is promising.

[chuckles] Only promising?

I don'’t want to
outstay my welcome.

Yeah, well,
why don'’t you let me be
the judge of that, okay?

So let'’s see
who kept calling last night.

[beeping]

[Oliver]
Ellie? Ellie?
Are you there?

Pick up the phone.

Ellie, you should
come home tonight.
I can help you.

Surprise, surprise.

[beeping]

Ellie, it'’s been
two days. If you think
this behavior is of value,

I think we should
discuss it.

[beeping]

Stevens, you should'’ve
listened to me.

If anything happens to her,
I will hold you
personally accountable.

You can count on it.

[beeping]

I'’m sorry.

You'’re not going anywhere.
You'’re staying right
here, okay?

Okay.

I gotta get ready
for work.

[Matthew chuckling]
You just don'’t care.

-[Shelly] Hello.
-Hey, there, Shell.

-Hey, big Jim.
-Hey.

Are you bringing
the goddess to
the cabin?

You betcha.

Oh, man,
I don'’t think
my heart can take it.

Well, I'’ll
have the paramedics
standing by for you.

See you later.

-Adios.
-Bye.

[tires screeching]

[grunting]

You missed me, asshole!

Go fuck yourself!

Are you all right,
Mr. Stevens?

Look out!

Are you okay?

What the hell
was that all about?

Okay, Oliver. Okay.

Restraining order?
You'’ve got to be
kidding me!

The guy tried to run
me down with his car.

Isn'’t that assault with
a deadly weapon or something?

The problem is,
you didn'’t actually
see the guy.

You got no license number,
right? There'’s a lot of
Mercedes in this town.

I told you the guy
came to my office.
He threatened me.

He wants his lady back.
Why doesn'’t she want
to go back with him?

Because he'’s a violent
son of a bitch.
That'’s why.

I understand,
but I can'’t do a hell
of a lot more right now.

Well, what does
the guy have to do?

Run me down and drag me
down Sepulveda Boulevard?

I know how you feel.

It'’s just the way it is.
It'’s the system.

[engine starts]

[Jim]
You know, if the police
aren'’t gonna do anything,

I'’m gonna
call him myself.

Jim, I don'’t think
we should see each
other for a while.

What? What are
you talking about?

It'’s not a game, Jim.
This man is capable
of anything.

Hey, hey, hey.
Don'’t you worry.

I can take care
of things, all right?

I am worried about Mummy.

He'’s not gonna
hurt your mother.

Ellie, it'’s me
that he'’s after.

Hi. Welcome.

Hello, Matthew.
Nice to see you.

-Nice to see you.
Let me take this.
-Thank you.

-Hi, I'’m Suzie.
Nice to meet you.
-Ellie.

-Hi, Jim.
-Hi, Suzie, how are you?

Good.

Oh!

Hey, you really
sank some dough into
this place, Matthew.

[Matthew] Hey, man,
one life and it'’s over.
You know what I mean?

[Ellie] It'’s so pretty.

[Suzie] Well,
come see your room.

Oh, it'’s absolutely charming.

Yeah, it'’s great.

Why don'’t we let
them get comfortable?

Yeah, sure. Hey, listen,
don'’t forget, you guys.
Two hours, barbeque.

Two hours.

Two hours.

-Two hours.
-Oh, dear. Oh, dear.

What are we going
to do with ourselves?

-Mmm.
-Mmm. The mind boggles.

Oh, it does indeed.

[laughing]

[Matthew] My pleasure.
You know what I mean?

[Ellie] Oh, well,
I'’m glad to be told.

It'’s perfect.

[Suzie] We need
some more buns, I think.

I'’m telling you, man,
those psychiatrists,

I mean, you know,
most of them are wacko.
They'’re always the worst guys.

Yeah, well, this guy'’s pushed
about as far as he'’s gonna go.
That'’s for sure.

Why don'’t you let me
check him out for you, okay?

Why not? They keep
records on these guys.

Yeah, all right.

Jim, let me tell you,
Ellie is great.

I mean,
one-in-a-fucking-million great.

She'’s all right, isn't she?

She is.

-Come on, let'’s join the men.
-[Suzie] All right.

I hope
you'’re talking
about us. Hmm?

-Hello.
-Hello.

I guess your ears
were burning, huh?

Well, I'’d expect nothing less.

-Would you
like some ketchup?
-My hands are all wet.

-Want some salad?
-I'’d love some. Thank you.

[humming]

What are you thinking?

I'’m not thinking.
I'’m appreciating.

[gasps]

[both chuckling]

Come here.

And what are
you appreciating?

-Hmm...
-Hmm...

Life.

I love you.

Well, I love you, too.

Oh, yeah.
La-la-la-la...

Hey!

How'’s the water down there?

It'’s great.

Great. I'’m coming in.

Put your suit on.

It'’s only Matthew.

Exactly. Come on.

Jim!

He'’s your friend.

I don'’t care who it is.

What'’s the big deal?

I don'’t want other men
gawking over you.

You don'’t think
men notice the way you look?

[Jim] Holy crap!

[Ellie] I'’ve got you.
I'’ve got you.

[laughing]

Hopeless.
Absolutely hopeless.

[Jim sighing]

[Ellie] See, you have
no strategy. You have
to think before you move.

No, no, no.

We are going to bed.

-Oh, good night.
-Good night.

Thank you for a lovely day.

Well, I'’m glad
you had a good time.

-[Suzie] Yeah.
-It was so enjoyable.

Yeah, it'’s great here.
It really is.

-We'’ll see you guys
in the morning?
-Yeah. Good night.

-Not too early, I hope.
-[Matthew] Not too early.

-Good night.
-[Matthew] Good night.

All right, let'’s see
what you can do now.

I might
have lost the battle,
but I haven'’t lost the war.

Oh, I can'’t believe
you said that.

[both chuckling]

My move.

Okay.

[Ellie sighing]

My move.

Mmm-mmm. Your move.

[Jim groans]

All right.

[Ellie] One,

two...

Uh-uh. My move.

-Mmm.
-Your move.

[Ellie] One,

two...

And because
I won the last game...

What?

My move.

[Jim chuckles]

[Jim exhales]

Oh, you'’re good
at this game.

I'’m great at games.

[mouthing indistinctly]

My move.

[breathing heavily]

[Jim moaning]

Thanks a lot, man.
We really had a great time.

Well, listen,
you guys are welcome anytime.

So why don'’t you step
in my office for a second?

What'’s going on?

-I want you to have this.
-Oh, no, man, I couldn'’t...

No, it'’s okay.
Don'’t worry about it.

It'’s not registered.
Come on. Do it for me.

-All right.
-All right.

-Thanks.
-Okay.

All right.

No, I don'’t think
it'’s time to get in yet.

The rate cut led
to a temporary spike.

I don'’t think the market's
bottomed out yet.

Right. Well,
I'’ll give you a call
when I think it'’s time.

Sure. No problem.

What, you got
a fucking crystal ball?

Did I really just
hear that conversation?

Apparently, half of it.

You just passed up
a commission.

I just did the right thing.
You ought to try it some time.

It'’d be a new
experience for you.

[gunshots]

[gunshots]

[gunshots]

[engine starting]

[tires screeching]

Ellie?

Ellie?

[indistinct chattering
on radio]

15255 Seaview. Over.

Look, I gotta get
some results here.

I got someone shooting
at me in my own
front yard.

-My girlfriend'’s missing.
I don'’t know where she...
-[Ellie] Jim.

Jim.

My God!
What'’s happened?
Are you all right?

Yeah, I'’m fine.
Just... When I came in,
you weren'’t here, and...

Darling, what'’s happened?

Right away.

Mr. Stevens,
I sent somebody
to question Dr. Moran.

Did you just say,
"question" him?

Look, I know
it'’s frustrating, but
you'’re just gonna have--

What do you think
put the holes in that
tree out there? Termites?

Wait. Don'’t get smart with me.

Now, you get
a witness to ID him,
and I'’ll arrest him.

Oh, this is unbelievable.

What are we supposed
to do anyway?

Off the record?

Defend yourself
as best you can.
I'’ll be in touch.

I can'’t believe this!
Incredible.

Who are you calling?

Oliver.

Let me talk to him.

[Oliver] Hello,
this is Dr. Moran.

Moran, Jim Stevens here.
You'’re a really lousy shot.

What are you talking about?

Now, you listen to me,
motherfucker.

You wanna play rough
with me...

[Oliver] Excuse me,
what are you
ranting about?

Don'’t play games with me.
This has gone too far!

If you calm down,
possibly I can help you.

Fuck you!

[dial tone droning]

All right,

for the next few days,
I don'’t want you going
out of here without me.

I don'’t want you
answering the door.

I don'’t want you
answering the phone.
Do you understand?

Where'’d you get this?

I have my ways.

Robbins lost the
good doctor $250,000.

How?

Excessive trading. Except
if you look at the books now,

he lost it on four trades.

So Robbins churned him,
and now he'’s covering
it up.

Probably because
he was threatened
with an SEC action.

What about the doctor?

He'’s got bucks like she said,

but, Jim,
some things just don'’t wash.

Talk to me.

There'’s no clinic.

What?

He had one, but
then he lost his license.

-Are you sure?
-I'’m positive.

He works out of
his home in Bel Air,

some sort of research
on some new therapy.

[intercom beeping]

[Shelly] Mr. Stevens,
Mr. Robbins would like to see
you in his office right away.

What?

Uh, close the door.

Barton'’s on another
one of his many vacations.

Frankly, I don'’t think he'd
have the guts to do what
I'’m about to do.

What, another lecture
on sleaze selling?

I don'’t want you to sell.

I want you out of here.

[scoffs]

All right, could
we cut to the punchline?
I got a lot of work to do.

Not anymore. You'’re gone.

I convinced
Barton to fire you.

I won.

Fuck the probation,

and fuck you.

Is that it?

That'’s it for you.

This makes me very happy.

I want you to know that.

Well, Michael,

I'’m happy that you're happy.

Tough guy to the end.

You'’re such
a pathetic asshole.

How a girl like Ellie
could let someone like
you touch her is beyond me.

Now, get out of here
before I kick your ass.

You can'’t fire me, asshole,
because I know too much
about you.

You don'’t know shit.

Oh, yeah? What about
the Moran account? The one
you churned and covered up.

You don'’t want
Barton and the SEC
to find out about that,

then you better stay out
of my face. You understand me?

Good.

We'’ve got our
first deal, Robbins,

and I'’m beginning
to like it around here.

I think I'’ll stick
around for a while.

Have a nice day.

[shouts]

[guard]
Have a nice lunch,
Mr. Stevens.

[indistinct conversation]

[tires screeching]

[gasping]

Jesus Christ!
You scared the
shit out of me!

What the fuck are you doing
sneaking up on me like that?

I'’m sorry, darling.
I just was looking--

What are you
doing here, anyway?

Well, excuse me
for living, Jim.

I found this. I thought
it might be of some use.

It'’s some
sort of trade agreement
between Oliver and Robbins.

It'’s a promissory note.
Where'’d you get this?

Found it on Oliver'’s desk.
When I saw Robbins'’ name
was on it, I thought...

What were you
doing at Oliver'’s?

I was visiting my mother.

Oh, really?

How is your mother, Ellie?

Well, considering I'’ve seen
so little of her recently,
she'’s doing fine.

Tell me something.

Where is your mother?

What the fuck are
you talking about? She'’s
at the clinic, of course!

There is no clinic.

Of course
there'’s a clinic!

Oliver lost
his license a year ago.

Yes, so?
He works out of the house.

So, what, you just give your
mother over to a discredited
shrink, is that it?

Are you
cross-examining me, Jim?

You lied to me, Ellie.

You haven'’t
given me a straight answer to
one question I have asked you.

I don'’t have to listen
to this garbage!

Where'’s your mother, Ellie?
Where'’s your mother?

Will you calm down,
and perhaps we can talk?

Will you let go of me?

We'’ll settle this right now.
I'’m gonna go upstairs and
call your boyfriend.

-Wait! Calm down. Let go of me!
-I have a couple of
questions for him!

Come on!

You can'’t control me, Jim!

Yeah, who'’s controlling
who? Get in!

[screams]

Is this the way
you treat your wife,
you bastard?

Leave my wife out of this.

[Ellie grunts]

[both crying]

[Jim sobbing]

I'’m sorry.

Forgive me.

Jim? You okay?

I'’m just a little
stressed out.
That'’s all.

So go home.
I'’ll cover for you.

Yeah.

[sighs]

[tires screeching]

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[horn honking]

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[horn honking]

Shit!

Oh, Jim!
Jim, I swear...

I'’m sorry
I answered the phone,
but Oliver called me...

[sobbing] He said if
I don'’t get back to him,

he said I'’ll never
see my mummy again!

Calm down. Ellie,
calm down now, okay?

Tell me what'’s the matter.

He said he'’d kill her.

All right, listen to me.
Ellie, listen to me.

I want you to
go in the house
and lock the door,

and don'’t
come out for anything.
You understand? Okay?

-Okay. What are
you going to do?
-Go on.

I'’m going to go to Moran's, and
I'’m going to get your mother.

-Now, go inside now!
-Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

No, listen, wait.
Wait. Wait.

You need a key.
He keeps one...

Over the front door,
there'’s a ledge.
He keeps a key there.

All right.
Now, be careful.
I love you so much.

I love you, too.
Go back in.
Lock the door, okay?

All right.

-Go on.
-All right.

Oh! He has a gun.
He has a gun.

Um... In...

His office drawer,
the right-hand drawer,
he keeps the gun there.

Please be careful, Jim,
'’cause he really knows
how to use it.

[engine starting]

I'’ll be back.
Go inside. Go on.

[tires screeching]

[Oliver] Planning on
killing me, Mr. Stevens?

I assure you,
that won'’t be necessary.

[Jim] Where'’s Ellie's mother?

There'’s no need to
point that thing at me.

I'’m unarmed.

[sighing]

You'’re a very impulsive man,

but if you bear
with me a few moments,
I'’m sure you'll be satisfied

that you have nothing
to fear from me.

Where is she?

Ah.

Follow me.

How much do you really
know about Ellie, hmm?

For example,

did you know that she lost
her virginity when she was 14

to her father?

What?

Ellie has
the beginning stages
of paranoid schizophrenia.

It'’s a very nasty disease.

I wouldn'’t
wish it on my worst enemy.
She needs my help, not yours.

What a crock of shit! Look,
I didn'’t come here to talk
about Ellie.

I came here to get
her mother, so get her.

Ellie'’s mother died when
Ellie was nine years old.

Oh, fuck you!

You know, you'’re really
trying my patience.

[yells]

Does smoking really
bother you that much, Stevens?

[stuttering]
I thought you were...

Lucky for both of us that
you'’re not a very good shot.

[drawer shutting]

But I do seem
to be losing quite
a bit of blood here.

In the downstairs bathroom,
on the left cabinet,

there'’s a first-aid kit.

Could you, please?

Oh, and if you'’d
be so kind.

Please.

Mmm. Thank you.

The left-hand side.

[groaning]

Wonderful.

Now,

what does one drink
for an occasion like this?

Bourbon or Scotch?

[bottles clinking]

Definitely bourbon,
a man'’s drink.

[Oliver sighing]

Now... Oh, do you...

What are you doing?

Put the gun down.

[grunting]

I mean, I just
wounded him. He was okay.

I went
into the bathroom
to get a first-aid kit.

Someone else
came in and put
three bullets in him.

What the fuck
is going on here?

And you don'’t know
where Ellie is?

She was supposed
to wait for me here.

She wasn'’t supposed to
leave the house.

Man, I can'’t believe
this is fucking happening.

[phone ringing]

Hello? Hello?

[man with Russian accent]
I saw you. I saw what you did.

Who is this?

[dial tone droning]

Who was it?

It was him.

Who?

The guy in the house.

The guy who shot Moran.

[phone ringing]

[man with Russian accent]
You might like to know,
I have your gun.

[dial tone droning]

Is it him?

Oh, Jesus.

Is it him again?

He'’s framing me.

[knocking at door]

Mr. Stevens, I was wondering
if I could talk to you about
Dr. Oliver Moran.

Can we come in?

Yeah, sure.

What about Dr. Moran?

He was murdered.

Why do you want
to talk to me
about that?

Yeah, well,
you recently filed
a complaint against Dr. Moran.

Unfortunately, that
makes you a suspect.

Yeah, uh...

You got anything
you wanna tell us?

No. I mean,
I don'’t know
anything about it.

Where'’s your girlfriend?
Maybe she can tell us
something.

She had to go
visit some friends.

I don'’t know when
she'’s gonna be back.

[phone ringing]

Go ahead.

No, that'’s okay. I have
an answering machine
in the kitchen,

and it'’ll pick up.

[Vincent] Might be important.

Hello?

[man with Russian accent]
I forgot to mention.

I have something else
that belongs to you.

Yes?

I have your girlfriend.
Are you with me?

I think so, yes.

I think we should
meet and talk.

Come alone, or she dies.
Are you still with me?

Yes. Yes, I see.

Meet me at the old warehouse
on Kingsley and Sunset
at midnight.

Great. That would
be good. Thank you.

[dial tone droning]

Good news?

Yeah. Yeah.

Listen, have
your girlfriend
contact me in the morning.

And if you remember anything,
I can be reached at this
number anytime.

[gun cocking]

[Jim] Party'’s over, asshole.

Good night, sweetheart.

[with Russian accent]
Drop it. Drop the gun.

Drop it now.

[in normal voice]
Hello, partner.

Robbins?

Put your hands
behind your head
before I blow it off.

You fucked
with the wrong guy.

Where'’s Ellie?

She'’s in my bed,
waiting for me.

Fuck you.

What have you done with her?

You don'’t get it,
do you, asshole?

I think I get it.

But why kill Moran?

Don'’t play that
innocent shit with me.

You know, I'’ve never shot
anyone before.

Put the gun down, Michael.

Fuck you, scumbag.

Ellie told me what
you were gonna do.

Ellie didn'’t tell you shit.

She told me

you and Oliver

were gonna go
to Barton and the SEC,

take my job.

-What?
-[bottle clanks]

Shit!

Ellie told me everything.

Did you really think a girl
like her would stay with
a loser like you?

Do you know
what I'’m gonna do
after I kill you?

I'’m gonna go home
and take a shower.

Then I'’m gonna
fuck your girl.

How do you like that?

[Robbins grunts]

[struggling]

[grunting]

[groaning]

[groans]

You followed me to
Moran'’s, didn't you?

Ellie never told you shit!

She told me that you were
gonna tell Barton about me.

Bullshit! You'’re lying!
Now, where is she?

She'’s waiting
at my home for me.

Oh, come on.

You don'’t believe me?

Go there. She'’s there.

[both panting]

Oh, you...

You asshole.

Ellie?

Ellie?

Ellie?

[Ellie] Jim!

Oh, are you
all right, darling?

I'’m fine.

Tell me something, Ellie.

Uh...

Why are you here?

Jim, I know
what this must look like,
but would you let me explain?

Sure. Go ahead.

Michael told me
he had your gun,

and that he was
going to the police.

He gave me
a very simple ultimatum.

Either I come here,
or he'’d turn you in.

That'’s quite an outfit.

What you don'’t seem
to understand is, Jim,

I'’d do anything
to protect you.

Why didn'’t you tell me, Ellie?

Because I knew you'’d do
something stupid like
go to the police.

Jim, they won'’t
believe you. They'’ll
just throw you in jail.

Michael followed you
to Oliver'’s.

He saw what you did, Jim.

Robbins told me that
you told him I was
gonna go there.

You set me up, Ellie.

[gun cocking]

It seems I underestimated you.

Oliver was
telling the truth.

It was
you in the car.
You shot at me.

Oliver had to die.

You weren'’t
man enough to do it,
so I took care of it myself.

You'’re insane.

[laughing]

That'’s what Oliver said,
and look what happened to him.

Put the gun down, Ellie.

Give me one
good reason why, Jim.

You don'’t wanna kill me.

You think you'’re so special?

You'’re no different
from the others.

Every time
a man fucks me,
he wants to control me.

I never wanted
to control you.

Oh, no? "I don'’t want
you answering the phone.

I don'’t want you
answering the door.

I don'’t want other men
looking at you."

You men,
you'’re all the same.

You'’re just pathetic animals
that have to have and have
and have,

[voice breaking]
be it your wife
or your wife'’s sister

or her best friend
or even your own daughter.

I'’m not your father, Ellie.

You really believe you'’re
above all this, don'’t you?

But you'’re just
the same as my father,

and no one is ever gonna
hurt me like that again.

Put the gun down, Ellie.

I did love
fucking you, though.

[gun clicking]

[clicking]

[clicking]

[clicking]

[clicking]

[clicking]

Give me the gun.

[clicking]

Ellie, let go.

It'’s over.

You know,

I wanted so much
to trust you.

[bullets thudding on floor]

It'’s over, Ellie.

[Jim] It'’s all over.

I don'’t think so, Jim.

Hmm. Did that hurt, baby?

But I did love
fucking you.

[exclaims]

Freeze!

[Ellie] No!

[Vincent] Let her go!

It'’s over.

Let her go.

Cuff her.

Hey, man,
shit happens.

Get the wire.

Watch his arm.

We'’ve got somebody outside
to take a look at that
for you.

You did good.

[indistinct chattering
on radio]

Save me.

[echoing] Save me.