Original subtitles

(organ music)

- Water.

- Where is it?

Think.

- Water.

- Tell me then you'll have water.

Where is it?

(screaming in pain)

(organ music)

Where is the dog?

Where is the dog?

(organ music)

(upbeat music)

(stick thumps)

She's dead.

(upbeat music)

(phone ringing)

- Are you sure?

Billie?

Right.

- Come off it John, she's dead.

- Jackie says she's got the dog.

Burt will take care of that.

All you have to do is set her up.

- Here your keys lady yeah.

Yeah it's for the car they ordered for you.

Yeah right up here.

- Big Man made a dumb mistake.

She died without talking.

She didn't know.

- [Jackie] Yeah the one they reserved.

(tires squealing)

God damn.

(tires squealing)

(upbeat music)

- I owe you this one surely.

(gun fires)

- Jesus. - Scram scram.

(sirens blaring)

- Yeah mistake.

Think somebody got the wrong girl?

(upbeat music)

- Beautiful isn't it my baby?

Go home Linda.

Take the next plane back to Amsterdam, get it.

We've been friends for a long time.

- [Linda] Lem, they tried to get me.

- Linda, I've been admiring you for a long time.

- Shut up and talk.

- You're a very exciting woman just like Billie.

- Billie's got nothing to do with it, now give.

She's clean. - Your sisters keeper?

- She's clean, what sort of game is this?

- Little inner office politics.

You were set up kid.

Well this time your cover worked a little too well get it.

- Billie.

Let go.

- It's like this.

- What are you doing?

Why?

I was just a bagman, a runner.

- You got the hot stuff baby.

Whatever it is they think you've got it and they want it

so bad that they'll do just about anything.

- Shut up.

God damn you.

- I wish I could do something to help.

- Don't worry you'll help.

- They'll kill you like this.

- You will help me to get right to the top.

- It's your skin not mine.

I'll help you make the contacts but you do the rest okay.

And Linda don't ever try to contact me again get it.

John Verdes, he runs an escort service.

- A pimp for call girls.

- You betcha.

Rick Pollard you might have to use some persuasion

to meet this FBI man Pollard get it.

- You have a dirty mind.

- Hey.

That's an antique.

(upbeat music)

I'll get you you miserable bitch.

(upbeat music)

- [John] Hey baby, hey come on over here.

- [Girl] Hi John baby.

Any heavy bread floating around?

- We'll take care of you.

(upbeat music)

- I have reason to believe you are holding out.

- Holding out on what?

- Information.

The company known to some as Assassins Incorporated

employs several thousand agents.

- So?

- So we suspect a master file exists.

And only with this master file will the brass

be able to put the various pieces together.

They have a brilliantly masterminded organization bastards.

Now one of the bosses

and I mean someone way up there is running scared.

This man has a copy of the master file

stashed away somewhere on microfilm I guess.

Anyway he's trying to smuggle information

out of the country by bits and pieces.

Damn.

We've got to find a copy of this master file.

- Find a needle in the haystack.

- Well that's what we're paying you for.

- Look a guy like me that works as an undercover man--

- That's none of my business.

I know nothing about that, but this is.

Max Diamond apparently well--

- [FBI] There she is again.

(upbeat music)

- Likes kinky parties, call girls, and all that stuff.

Usually hangs out at the Go Go Club

and he just might be the weak spot in there.

(phone ringing)

Haverman here.

What?

Morris Haverman.

It's for you.

- Hi.

- Well who is this?

- How about meeting me?

Listen I'm getting all excited just thinking about you.

I love it.

- Pollard what the hell's going on?

- Well who is this?

- Linda Allen.

- [Rick] When can we get together?

- Let's say at the Go Go Club about nineish.

See you.

(tires squealing)

(laughing)

- [Jackie] Yeah that's what you say.

Hey man why do we have to go in there now?

- [Burt] God damn right.

- [Jackie] What makes it so damn important

it can't wait 'til tomorrow?

- [Burt] Who God damn knows?

- [Jackie] Yeah yeah.

(loud club music)

Yeah that guy was so dumb, what a turkey.

Yeah I beat his head in good.

- [Burt] You want to get somebody real good

poke out their eyes one at a time.

Together it no last long enough.

- [Waitress] Can I get you anything else?

One more to drink?

- Hello is Linda Allen there?

Oh she isn't.

Did she say where she was going?

No?

Did she leave word for Rick Pollard?

No?

Okay just tell her I called will you?

Thank you.

(club music)

(bell rings)

(dogs barking)

- [Jackie] Hey hey wait for me now.

(furniture breaking)

(calm music)

- Hold it honey.

- Cops in any form are a drag.

- Max Diamond hangs around here quite a bit.

You know him?

- Yeah sure he's loaded.

Once he invited me to his place but I never went.

- [Rick] Why?

- I don't know just something about him.

He gives me the creeps.

(calm music)

(glass breaking)

- [Jackie] Watch out you dummy.

Please I'll check out the library room.

(furniture breaking)

- [Burt] Hey smart ass is that you?

Get your ass in here.

- Holy shit! (guns firing)

Burt she's out here, hey man we got her.

Burt God damn it you gotta get out here man.

(guns firing)

(upbeat music)

(tires squealing)

- I'll get you you stinking cunt.

(tires squealing)

(engines revving loudly)

(metal crunching)

I can't move my legs.

I can't move my legs.

I can't move my, I can't move my legs.

There's gas all around.

There's gas all around.

There's gas all around.

There's gas all around.

I can't move my legs.

I can't move my legs.

(flames crackling) (screaming in pain)

- Cheaters never win.

(upbeat music)

Stop who sent you?

(grunting) (punches landing)

Who sent you?

- The manager.

- You're lying, who sent you?

- Lem.

- Lem?

(groaning in pain)

Lem.

(sirens blaring)

- Swell job.

Congratulations.

Well you are a pro but your time has come.

I'm gonna have to kill you.

Nothing against you Linda or Miss Allen

or whatever the heck they call you.

I'm just doing it to save my partner.

You ran into the wall my girl, the wall of brotherhood.

There ain't nothing he wouldn't do for me

and nothing I wouldn't do for him.

So my girl I'm gonna have to do you.

The master file has a list on the company.

I can't let that out.

Linda my girl

the system stinks.

(phone ringing)

- Hello.

- [Operator] Could you hold for a call?

That'll be 25 cents.

- Hello?

- [Operator] Go ahead sir.

- Allen watch out.

(dial tone beeping)

- [Billie] Linda I'm scared.

I wanted to take this dumb package for you

so we could leave early, get an early start this summer.

But now Linda something's wrong.

I was followed all day and yesterday at seven

normal on the low I got this stuffed dog.

It didn't seem on the up and up.

The tape was inside.

There's nothing on it.

Just little snaps and beats from the--

- Yes Linda you're gonna be one of my hardest jobs.

That's right Linda you will be my last job.

- [Billie] I'm leaving this at the airport for you.

Take care of yourself.

(calm music)

- Hi come on over, come on.

Come on over.

Hi how are you?

Have a fine day.

Did you have a good day really?

Say hello to your father, bye.

Bye bye.

- [Rick] Dang, this must be your lucky day.

- Hey.

You photograph very nicely.

You are very beautiful.

You look like you might be very exciting.

Are these real?

- You want to see?

- Well let's see the other one.

- [Linda] I'm sorry to have to interrupt

whatever you are doing but

I have an appointment, a business appointment.

As I mentioned on the phone Lem Adamzcewski

told me to get a hold of you.

- So what can I do for you Miss Allen?

Who is Max Diamond?

- Max Diamond.

Well I help to supply the girls for his parties yes.

The man gives some pretty wild parties

and he needs girls who can do everything

you know special talent.

- Pretty expensive isn't it?

- He can afford it, he's loaded.

He's an importer.

- And?

- Well there are some rumors about him but

it doesn't mean a thing.

- Give.

- You wouldn't.

- Oh yes I would.

- Some people say Max Diamond is into drugs.

Some say he's into heavier stuff.

- Such as?

- He supplies hit men.

- I see.

Get me to one of his parties as a call girl.

- [John] Okay you've got it.

- [All] Toga toga toga toga.

(calm music) (overlapping voices)

Toga toga toga toga toga.

- Excuse me.

Don't do that sweetheart.

I'm getting all excited.

You must be?

- Linda Allen.

- I know.

Our clever John Verdes brought you.

Sometimes I think John is too clever for his own good.

I'm Max Diamond.

And what is your specialty this?

- Want to fly?

- Just what I needed.

- You want my legs?

- I want your shoes, I want your feet.

I want to feel your your heels digging into me.

- Take off my shoes.

- Listen here stop playing for money.

Play or something better, me.

Why don't you try it?

- [All] Toga toga.

(overlapping voices)

- Put your hand right over here.

(groaning in pain)

(overlapping voices)

- Who wants these babies right here?

Who wants my ass?

(growls like a dog)

- [Linda] You're bad.

- [Max] Please.

- Go, go.

(whip striking)

- [All] Toga toga toga.

- Ooh this is cold.

(whip hitting)

(groaning in pain)

(all talking at once)

(whip hitting) (groaning in pain)

- [All] Toga toga toga toga toga toga toga.

- Hi I'm Ines, I love you.

This is my dog Bow Wowie, I love him.

- Ines, Ines you shouldn't be here.

I apologize Ines shouldn't be here.

- She's beautiful.

- Yes she's a child, Mr. Diamond's daughter.

She's five years old and always will be.

- Retarded?

- Come on now Ines.

- No Daddy said she could have it.

- Come on Ines. - Let her have it.

Let her have it.

- What a lovely dog.

- No Daddy said she could have it.

Let her have it, let her have it.

- I'm sorry she's impossible tonight.

- Just go away, leave me alone.

- Ines.

- I don't want to go.

Let go, leave me alone.

- This place gives me the creeps.

- Linda Allen?

- Yes and you are?

- Well Lem's provided me with an invitation

to come to this rather strange gathering.

He said I have a chance to meet you and

after you stood me up last night.

- Rick Pollard right.

- I'll have to admit I'm kind of curious after our

rather provocative conversation on the telephone.

- Lem told me you are--

(shushing)

- Ladies and gentlemen may I have your attention please?

And now to the highlight of this evening's entertainment.

We're going to play a game, a most unusual game

I can assure, you a game called murder.

- Let me be the murderer.

- Alright alright darling.

All through the house numerous clues are hidden.

The combined effort of these clues

you will find the room where I stashed the prize away.

But beware.

In the midst of us a murderer is stalking his prey.

(laughing)

Whenever doing your search if someone would

come out of the dark and touch you

you're immediately a victim, you are dead.

And unfortunately for you the game is over.

A person who just touched, excuse me murdered you

will attach a victim card to your body.

(crowd cheers and applauds)

- Hey what's wrong?

- Don't bother I'm already dead.

- Meet me at Port of Call tomorrow at 2:30.

(calm music)

- Congratulations you won, you are safe.

- [Rick] Cross and a Spanish?

What the hell is this supposed to mean?

- Forget about it.

The game's finished you won.

Rise from the dead, you won.

(laughing)

Wake up.

- [Rick] He's bombed.

- [Linda] Wake up sleepy head.

(screaming)

(overlapping voices)

- Who the hell called the cops?

- I did daddy.

Just like they do on TV.

(overlapping voices)

- Get out.

Let's get out of here.

- Alright you people quiet down.

I'm captain Havermann.

- [Officer] Code 12, code 12.

Man and woman leaving the residence.

(sirens blaring)

(upbeat music) (sirens blaring)

(engines revving loudly)

- [Radio] Units on two stand by.

(sirens blaring) (upbeat music)

- [Rick] What's the matter?

- [Linda] Out of gas, God damn.

- [Rick] Out of gas?

(sirens blaring)

- [Officer] There they are.

They're over here.

Come on come on.

- You can make it hurry up.

- [Linda] Wait for me, Rick wait.

I can't.

- [Officer] Well they're in here somewhere come on.

- [Rick] You can make it yes you can.

- [Linda] I can't.

Help.

Help me. (groaning in pain)

- [Rick] Hold on.

- [Linda] I can't.

- There they are, there they go.

- [Rick] Come on come on.

- We can try.

Come on, come on that's it.

Come on hurry up, hurry up.

Have you seen them?

Where'd they go?

(thunder rolling)

- Hey wasn't that great?

It really was a fun party wasn't it?

Well.

Well.

Why don't you

fix us as a drink while I change?

(rain falling) (wind blowing)

(thunder rolls)

(rain falling)

(thunder rolls)

- You look delicious.

I think I'll have you for lunch.

I wonder if it should be a morner or a nooner.

- What's a morner?

- That's a nooner only sooner.

- And what's a nooner?

- That's a matinee in the middle of the day.

- I see.

- We should get acquainted.

(thunder rolling)

- Are you going to look at me all day long?

- Not a bad idea.

- Anything wrong?

- Yeah I should be leaving.

I could be falling in love with you.

- That's a nice.

- I really would like to get to know you better.

- And I would like to get to know you.

- Know, you mean as a contact?

- No.

As a man.

- Why don't we take a day off?

- Alright.

- A friend of mine has a has a place up in

Malibu as a hideaway, we could spend some time there.

It's a deal.

- Yes great.

(thunder rolls)

(phone ringing)

Hello.

- [Man On Phone] You know too much.

- Hello.

- [Man On Phone] You will be killed like your sister.

- Hello.

- Go home Linda or you'll be killed

just like your sister Billie.

You know too much get it.

Beautiful isn't it?

Divers searched for two days but they found it.

See all shiny and new again.

I love knives.

I can do all sorts of interesting

and exciting things with them get it.

This stiletto is almost as beautiful as you are.

You have the prettiest face

and the nicest legs

and the greatest tits.

Been wanting you for a long time.

But I can wait.

Go back home Linda take my advice.

Don't try to get to the bottom of this

or you'll be killed get it.

- What a kook.

They're all kooks.

That Diamond and his kinky games, and Ines.

God is she flipped out.

Hey Ines, Port of Call, 2:30.

What's next?

(laughing)

- [Max] Oh come on sweetheart no don't do that.

Come on, come on now.

Be a good girl, come on.

(Ines squealing)

- Look Daddy look can I have one of those?

(Ines squealing)

Daddy look at that, wow.

- [Max] Let's go see them, there we go.

(upbeat music)

- Daddy look.

(Ines squealing)

(upbeat music)

- Come on with me now stop that.

Come on be a good girl listen to Daddy, come on.

(upbeat music)

- [Ines] I don't like you at all.

- [Max] Don't do that, don't do that.

(upbeat music)

(waves crashing)

(acoustic piano music)

- Give up this job and go home.

- Why?

- You'll get hurt if you don't.

- You mean I'll be killed like Billie.

- Possibly.

(acoustic piano music)

I think I'm falling in love with you.

- Let's talk.

- About love?

- I'm not good at talking about it.

(acoustic piano music)

(waves crashing)

(acoustic piano music)

Do you want to make love to me?

- What do you think?

- I don't know.

- You don't need me, I don't need you.

- You're wrong.

We both need each other, we're lonely.

(acoustic piano music)

- So all the clues are

leading to a safe located in the San Juan Mission.

I bet this safe is located right behind

the painting in the Mon Sera.

Listen I saw the hoodlums there.

Rick I have to find out what's in the safe.

And why it's connected with Billies death.

Rick, Lem told me you are with the FBI.

- Linda keep your nose out of this.

- [Linda] Why?

- You'll get hurt if you don't.

You really have the combination?

- Oh yes don't worry it's alright.

Give it back to me.

Give it to me.

Give it to me.

Git it back to me.

- Cute little girls make the best bullies.

'Cause you're not allowed to hit them back.

You want to get the job done why don't you use this?

You could hit me from behind but you wouldn't.

- Oh yes I.

(loud thumping) (groaning in pain)

(grunting) (punches landing)

- You're not a lady anymore.

(waves crashing)

(camera clicking)

(acoustic piano music)

- [Lem] Linda.

Linda.

- Lem what are you doing here?

- I found you on the beach out cold.

- Rick he almost killed me.

What the hell is going on?

- Got a contract on you.

- [Linda] I don't understand we are friends.

- Sorry but I'm a hit man.

And you're a job like any other job.

I think I owe you an explanation.

One of the big wigs of Assassins Incorporated

is running scared.

Now the feds have made him an offer of immunity.

So all he has to do is cooperate.

(horn honking)

(tires squealing)

- [Driver] Asshole.

Asshole.

Hey asshole.

I'm talking to you asshole.

Get him, get him, come on get out of there.

Double crossing.

(grunting) (punches landing)

Look at him falling down.

Turn and set asshole.

(metal crunching)

(gun firing)

- And finally Rick Pollard got a contract on you.

- Rick?

- Fill her up.

They figured knowing you sweetheart

he'd kill you or you'd kill him.

You see I have to get rid of him too.

The guy's too much he might double cross them

play both sides against the middle.

Really doesn't matter much, his time was up anyway.

So is yours.

Yeah it's a tricky business

to work both sides against the middle.

They figured one of you might be left

so I got the contract to work the survivor.

Rick was taken care of this afternoon

and now it's your turn.

- That'll be 10.50 mister.

- Here you go.

- Messy tourists.

(birds singing)

(horn honking)

- [Driver] Hey watch out.

You trying to get run over?

- [Rick] Hey mister could you give me a ride?

- You never invite me to your house Mr. Diamond

so I thought I'd invite myself get it.

Come to get the master file.

- What the hell are you talking about?

- You know Mr. Diamond, Assassins Incorporated master file.

- I never heard of that organization.

(rifle cocking)

- You Mr. Diamond are one of their golden boys.

- Max?

- I don't know what he's talking about.

- Okay so I'm not in your class not in a long shot.

But I know my craft, the file.

- Sounds like a fun game.

Did somebody get killed?

- Tell him.

- No.

- Please.

- The file, I'll give you just one minute to get it.

- Tell him.

- I know where it is.

- I don't like this game it's dumb.

- Come here honey, come over here honey.

That's a good girl come on don't be afraid.

Come on.

Now honey you see that window over there?

You go by it upstairs and go up to your room.

- Go on.

- Do as the man told you to do.

(gun firing) (screaming in pain)

- You said you know where that master file was.

First we'll have ourselves a little fun.

I always said you were an exciting woman just like Billie.

Take off your dress, unzip my fly, unzip my fly.

(grunting) (punches landing)

(groaning in pain)

(dramatic music)

- [Linda] So you found the file.

- Yes and there's more than one they're hidden all over.

- Please turn it over to the FBI.

It'll break the back of company.

- Never mind I know what I'm gonna do with it.

- Turn it over to the FBI the company killed my sister.

- Don't worry about it I know what I'm doing.

After I get all the microfilm I'm gonna blow the place up.

And then they will never know.

- You won't get away with it.

Either Assassins Incorporated or

the FBI will catch up with you.

- But I still mean what I said yesterday.

I do love you.

And I would like to have a life with you somewhere.

- You're lying.

You will kill me.

You have been contracted to kill me weren't you?

- Don't be so dramatic.

What I said yesterday still goes.

I love you.

If you get the master file then the company

will know the identity of my partner.

I trust you.

Let's get out of here.

Come on we'll get the rest of the files.

What are you doing?

What in the hell are you insane?

It's dynamite.

We gotta get out of here before the whole place goes up.

(flames crackling)

Come on come on this way. (coughing)

Come on hurry up, this way.

(flames crackling)

(muffled exploding)

(flames crackling)

- Linda Allen.

- You're under arrest.

- What?

- You're an agent for Assassins Incorporated.

- Rick what the hell?

- I found the microfilm on her.

- Good work Pollard.

- You double crossing goat.

- Save your baby breath honey.

Try to convince a judge a jury later.

(dynamite exploding)

- Where'd she go?

- I don't know.

(upbeat music)

- Damn it Pollard.

(upbeat music)

- You are the best.

(upbeat music)