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Good morning.

And if this is Alan, yes, your manuscript is ready

and it'll be waiting for you at Jerry's famous French cafe

on ventura boulevard at 11:30.

Otherwise, and if you are not Alan

please leave a message for Wendy after the beep.

Yeah, yeah.

Say, that's a great job of editing, Wendy.

Well, thanks.

Oh, by the way.

How's your detective novel coming?

Well, actually, I'm not writing yet

because I'm still doing the research, the background work.

You know how I don't like to talk about it.

Oh, good, good.

But that article you wrote that was so wonderful

about what happens to the brain and the chemicals

that are manufactured when you fall in love.

Yeah?

You like that?

I thought that was really fantastic.

It was really interesting.

Especially the part about when two people

with matched emotional needs get together,

then the brain kicks in with the euphoric drugs,

the endorphins.

And the more you're with that person,

the more the drug kicks in.

That was just...

That was really great.

What?

Oh, Linda.

What happened?

Wanda.

Aw, Jesus.

I'll get an ambulance.

Sit down.

Don't call anybody.

Linda?

I need you.

Wait, wait, wait.

Just wait. - What?

She called you Wanda.

I know.

I hate that name.

Just call me Wendy.

I have to go.

Wanda?

Linda.

They're after me.

Oh, Jesus.

We don't have much time.

Give me your dress.

What can I do to help?

Give me your dress.

That's what they're after.

My memoirs.

Hold them for me.

I'll contact you.

I'll contact you.

Linda!

Wanda.

Wanda, I know you can hear me now.

I want you to try and understand what I'm gonna tell you.

What did you do with my aunt?

That's what I want to talk to you about.

I don't think I'm going anywhere.

Agent Hughes, go ahead.

My name is Randall Hughes, undercover agent,

west coast organized crime unit.

Linda Allen has been working

both sides of the law since 1976.

My reports outline her activities for six weeks

in the summer of '77.

Over a hundred hours of interviews with associates

and victims make up this detailed eyewitness account.

I stomped in his guts.

Come on, goddammit.

Would you come on, goddammit?

Come on, there ain't nothing here.

Hey, hey, hey.

Wait for me now.

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.

Why?

I don't know.

There's just something about him.

He gives me the creeps.

Watch out, you dummy.

Jesus, I'll check out the library room.

Hey, smart-ass!

Is that you?

Get your ass in here!

Holy shit!

Burt, she's down here!

Hey, man, we got her!

Burt, goddamn!

We got her down here, man!

Yeah.

Hey, man, I'll get her.

Burt, Burt.

I'll get you, you stinking.

Goddammit!

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!

Cheaters never win.

She's back now.

This Linda Allen can cause us a lot of problems.

What is this crap?

Untie me.

At least take off my blindfold.

We can't risk exposing certain agents, Wanda.

Now, you're a smart girl.

You can understand why knowledge like this

would be dangerous for them and for you.

It's better that you don't know everything.

Next.

Oh, there's more.

Oh, there's more.

I can't wait.

Come on, boys.

Go ahead, fill me in.

Special agent bono.

I got files.

Stacks.

Miles of files.

Can start anywhere on this bitch.

Linda Allen was in the middle of a lot of shit.

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 are your keys, lady.

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

Yeah, right up here.

Big man made a dumb mistake.

She died without talking.

Ha.

She didn't know.

Yeah, the one they reserved.

Damn.

I owe you this one, shorty.

Goddamn!

Who sent you?

Jesus.

Scram, scram!

Yeah, a mistake.

Think somebody got the wrong girl, huh?

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.

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.

How nice of your sister's keeper, huh?

She's clean.

What sort of game is this?

Oh, a little inter-office politics.

You were set up, kid.

They, um...

Well, this time your cover worked a little too well.

Get it?

Billie.

They messed up her tits.

Let go!

Just like this.

What are you doing?

Why?

It was just a bad man.

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!

Goddamn you!

I wish I could do something to help.

Don't worry, you'll help.

They'll kill you like this.

You'll 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.

I'll get you, you miserable bitch.

The rest are not exactly field agents,

they're background pencil pushers.

So, might as well be comfortable.

Who are you?

Glen.

So, Glen, do you think we can untie my hands now?

Sure, I can.

Davis?

It's all the same to me.

Facts and figures.

Facts and figures tell the whole story.

Why don't I just begin, okay?

Okay, fine.

Water.

Where is it?

Water.

Tell me, then we'll have water.

Where is it?

Where is the dog?

Where is the dog?

She's dead.

That's it.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

So, Glen, what's this all about?

Well, I'm afraid you've been misinformed

by your aunt Linda.

Misinformed?

What about?

We want to correct any false impressions.

Thanks a lot.

Not much...

Not much gets past jc.

I've seen 'em all.

I can tell you, I call a spade a spade.

No, I didn't miss much.

A lot of people got hurt on account of this femme fatale.

No, I didn't miss much.

I have reason to believe you're 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 their 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 gotta find a copy of this master file.

Find a needle in a 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 healed.

There she is again.

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.

Haverman here.

What?

Morris haverman.

Ah, uh.

It's for you.

Hi.

Well, who is this?

How about meeting me?

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

Oh, I love it.

Pollard, what the hell's going on?

Well, who is this?

Linda Allen.

When can we get together?

Let's say at the go-go club about nineish.

See you.

Yeah, that's what you say.

Hey, man, I'm full.

Why do we have to go in there now?

Goddamn right.

What makes it so damn important

that it can't wait till tomorrow?

Goddamn, I know.

Yeah, yeah.

That guy was so dumb.

What a Turkey.

Yeah, I beat his head in good, huh?

You want to get somebody real good,

poke out their eyes one at a time.

Together, it don't last long enough.

Can I get you anything else?

One more drink?

Hey, is Linda Allen there?

Did she say where she was going?

No?

Did she leave word for Rick pollard?

No?

Okay, just tell her I called, will ya?

Thank you.

Stop.

Who sent you?

Who sent you?

The manager.

You lie.

Who sent you?

Lem.

Lem?

Lem.

Ow.

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 Ms. Allen,

or whatever the heck they call you.

I'm just doing it to save my partner.

You ran into a wall, my girl.

A wall of brotherhood.

There's 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.

Hello?

Toll for a call, that'll be 25 cents.

Hello?

Go ahead, sir.

Allen, watch out.

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, instead of a normal envelope,

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 beeps from the.

Yes, Linda?

You're gonna be one of my hardest jobs.

That's right, Linda.

You'll be my last job.

I'm leaving this at the airport for you.

Take care of yourself.

Hi, come on over.

Come on.

Come on over.

Hi.

How are you?

Did you have a fine day?

Did you have a good day?

Really?

You're going to school today?

What happens in school, hmm?

Say hello to your father.

Bye.

Bye-bye.

Dang, this must be your lucky day.

Hey, hey.

You photograph very nicely.

You are very beautiful.

You look like you might be very exciting.

Are these real?

You wanna see?

Well, let's see the other one.

All right.

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 ahold of you.

So, what can I do for you, Ms. Allen?

Who is Max diamond?

Max diamond?

Well, I only supply the girls for his parties.

All right.

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.

Okay, you got it.

Toga, toga, toga.

Come on.

Yeah, that's right.

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 try?

Just what I need.

Want my knee?

I want your shoes.

I want your feet.

I want to feel your heels digging into me.

Take off my shoes.

Listen here.

Stop playing for money.

Play for something better.

Me.

Why don't you try it?

Put your hand flat on the floor right in front of me.

Come on.

Yeah, that's her.

Who wants these babies right here?

Who wants my ass?

That's a big one.

Bad.

Go, go.

Toga, toga, toga.

Woo, it's cold.

Go, go, go!

Ow!

Oh, yeah.

That ought to keep 'em cold.

Go, go!

Go, go.

Go, go, go.

I can't hold it.

Go, go, go, go, go, go.

Go, go, go, go.

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?

Mm-hmm.

Come on now, Ines.

No, daddy said she could have it.

Let her have it.

Come on, Ines.

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.

Go away.

Leave me alone.

Ines.

I don't want to go.

Go.

Leave me alone.

This place gives me the creeps.

Linda Allen?

Yes.

And you are?

Well, Lem supplied me with an invitation

to come to this rather strange gathering.

He said I'd 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 with.

Shh.

Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention, please.

Silentium.

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.

All right, all right, darling.

All through the house, numerous clues are hidden.

The combined effort of these clues,

you will find a room where I've stashed the prize away.

But beware, in the midst of us,

a murderer is stalking his prey.

Whenever during your search,

if someone would come out of the dark and touch you,

you are immediately a victim.

You are dead.

And unfortunately for you, the game is over.

The person who just touched, excuse me, murdered you,

will attach a victim card to your body.

Hey, what's wrong?

Don't bother.

I'm already dead.

You be at port of call tomorrow at 2:30.

Congratulations, you won.

You are safe.

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.

Wake up!

He's bombed.

Wake up, sleepy head.

Open up!

Hey, it's the cops!

It's the police, it's the police!

Who the hell called the cops?

1 did, daddy.

Just like they do on TV.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Get out.

Sarge, I found a fruitcake over here.

Let's get out of here.

What a bunch of fucking weirdos.

All right, you people.

Quiet down.

All right, hold it down.

I'm captain haverman.

Hold it down, all of you!

Code 12, code 12.

Man and woman leaving the residence.

In pursuit.

Take it easy.

What's the matter?

Out of gas.

Goddamn.

Out of gas?

There they are!

They're over here!

Come on, come on.

You can make it.

Hurry up.

Wait for me.

Rick, Rick.

I can't.

Well, they're in here somewhere.

Come on.

Over here.

You can make it.

Yes, you can.

I can't.

Help!

Help!

Hold on.

I can't.

There they are.

There they go.

Come on, come on.

We can get 'em.

Come on.

Over.

Come on, that's it.

Come on, hurry up.

Hurry up.

Have you seen them?

Where'd they go?

Hey, wasn't that great?

It really was a fun party, wasn't it?

Well, um.

Well, why don't you

fix us a drink while I change, huh?

You look delicious.

Think I'll have you for lunch.

Wonder if it should be a morner or a nooner?

What's a morner?

That's a nooner, only sooner.

Hmm.

And what's a nooner?

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

I see.

We should get acquainted.

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 nice.

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?

All right.

A friend of mine has a place up in Malibu as a hideaway.

We could spend some time there.

It's a deal.

Yes.

See what I mean?

I'm getting the message.

And what about you?

Are there any false impressions

with which I should be concerned?

Between you and I,

I think we've got a little more business to do.

Well, I'm ready.

Let's get on with it.

And what is your name?

Peacock.

I'm peacock.

My report is just the usual ordinary...

Usual if you call murder ordinary, usual.

Murder, let's see.

How does this begin?

Hello?

You know too much.

Hello?

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.

Max diamond and his kinky games, and Ines.

God, is she flipped out.

Hey, Ines, port of call at 2:30.

What next?

Daddy, look.

Can I have one of those?

Come on, sweetheart.

No, don't do that.

Come on.

Come on now.

Be a good girl.

Come on.

Daddy, look.

Can I have one of those?

We must be starved.

Daddy, look at that.

Let's go see what's over there.

Here we go.

Oh, wow.

Daddy, look.

That's neat.

Come on with me.

Now stop that.

Come on.

Be a good girl.

Listen to daddy.

Come on.

I don't like you at all.

Don't do that.

Don't make daddy angry.

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.

I think I'm falling in love with you.

Let's talk.

About love?

I'm not good at talking about it.

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.

So, all my clues are

leading to a safe located in the San Juan mission.

I bet this safe is located right behind

the painting in the monk's cell.

Listen, I saw the hoodlums there.

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

and where it's connected with Billie's death.

Rick, Lem told me you are with the FBI.

Linda, keep your nose out of this.

Why?

You'll get hurt if you don't.

Do you really have the combination?

Oh, yes.

Don't worry.

Give it back to me.

Give it to me.

Give it to me.

Give back to me.

Cute little girls make the best bullies

'cause you're not allowed to hit 'em 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.

You're not a lady anymore.

It gets boring after a while.

Yeah, boring.

Here, have a fresh cup.

It's nice and black.

I really don't want you dozing off before we finish.

Thank you.

I think we're keeping Alan from his other work.

The best for last.

That's me.

Relax.

I'll try not to put you to sleep with this one.

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.

I don't understand.

We're friends.

I'm 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 bigwigs of assassins incorporated

is running scared.

Now, the feds have made him an offer of immunity.

So all he has to do is cooperate.

Asshole!

Asshole!

Hey, asshole!

Asshole!

Get him!

Get him!

Come on, get out of there, you son of a bitch.

Double-crossing.

Look at him fall down and hurt himself.

Asshole!

And finally, Rick pollard put a contract on you.

Rick?

Fill her up.

I 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 him,

play both sides against the middle.

His time was up anyway.

So is yours.

Yeah, it's a tricky business

to work both sides against the middle.

I 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 are.

Messy tourists.

Hey, watch out.

You trying to get run over?

Hey, mister.

Could you give me a ride?

You never invite me to your house, Mr. diamond.

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's master file.

I never heard of that organization.

You, Mr. diamond, are one of their golden boys.

Max?

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

Okay, I'm not in your class.

Not in a long shot.

But I know my craft.

The file.

Sounds like a fun game.

Does 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.

Aha.

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?

Go by it upstairs and go up to your room.

Goon.

Do as the man told you to do.

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.

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 the 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'll 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'll kill me.

You have been contracted to kill me.

Well, aren'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.

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

What are you doing?

What in the hell?

Are you insane?

Dynamite.

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

Come on, come on.

This way.

Come on.

Hurry up.

This way.

Linda Allen, you're under arrest.

What?

You're an agent for assassins incorporated.

Rick, what in hell?

I found the microfilm on her.

Good work, pollard.

You double-crossing dog.

Save your breath, honey.

Try to convince a judge and jury later.

Where'd she go?

I don't know.

Damn it, pollard.

Okay, Alan.

Goodbye, sweetie.

Make sure she gets home in one piece, all right?

Goodnight.

I'll make sure.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, Jesus.

Oh, Jesus.

Oh.

Oh, god.

What do you want to do?

Where do you want to go?

What do you want to say?

Nope, nope, nope.

Okay.

Hi, it's Wendy.

I can't come to the phone right now.

Leave your name and number and if it's important,

leave a message after you hear the tone.

I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

Thanks.

Yeah, hi, this is Alan.

I haven't received any calls back from you.

Listen, officer Lopez called me

and said that you haven't been returning his calls.

And he wanted to know,

he hasn't heard anything from your aunt Linda.

So, what's going on?

I mean, I guess you're okay.

But if you would, I mean, give me a call.

Let me know you're okay, you know.

Da-da-da, when you get a chance, okay?

All right, thanks a lot.

Bye-bye.