All language subtitles for In.the.Arms.of.a.Killer.1992

MARIA: I want you to
go to the hospital.

The doctor will take a pap
smear there and we'll use
it for identification

once we catch him.

LADY: You ain't catching him.

Here's my card.

Call me if you
change your mind,
and you want to add anything.

Detective Maria Quinn.

If you don't smoke,
don't start now.

I'm Vincent Cusak
your new partner.

Maria Quinn. What happened to
Rooney? I was supposed to
meet Rooney here.

Rooney is out on sick leave.
Personal business
he's got to take care of.

Captain thinks it's a good
idea for you and me to be
partners. Captain said.

-First aggravated rape?
-Yeah.

You got through it
without cracking.

And I see you arranged to
be late, so I would have to
interview her alone.

Some kind of test, Cusak?

How did you get
assigned to me, Quinn?

I'm a senior
detective in Mid Manhattan,

arguably the best
dick in New York.

Now that my
partner is retired,

how did someone like you
get assigned to me?

-Providence?
-That kind of providence

comes from being
well connected.

I'm not sleeping
with the commissioner.

Too bad for the commissioner.

Quinn, lace Irish, right?

Long Island, right?
Forest Hills.

Probably went to one of them
fancy Ivy League schools.

Not Dartmouth, Marymount
or anything like that.

Hey,

get off my car!

Get out of here.
Follow your man.

Look at this.

I'd say that takes
some juice, Maria.

Do you have anything more
for me? Because I have
a family dinner.

I'm in favor of families.

PETER: I have to ask
you a good question.
DENNIS: Yes, Peter.

You won't believe this,
they're all asleep.

Good.
Good, good, good, good, good.

Dennis, what you teach?

-Drink, drink...
-Oh, yes.

What you professor of?

DENNIS: Well...

PETER:
Here, here, more food, yes.

Where you meet my
beautiful sister?

MARIA: I audited his class.

Audit.

Like a bookkeeper?

She audited me
like a bookkeeper.

I think I'm drunk.

PETER: Good, good, good, good.

This is the game
Peter plays for dad.

Actually, Peter has
an MBA from Columbia.

Hey, hey, stop please.

I married an immigrant.

Maria married a cop.

Papa, what do you think, papa?

[MARIA'S PAGER BEEPS]

Oh. First day on the job.
I got to call my partner.
Excuse me.

ALL: Maria...

[READING] "My karma
ran over my dogma?"

What the hell does that mean?

Sorry,
I quit, but I hate quitters.

How's the family?
Should be happy,
Dow Jones is up.

Yes, we had money.

Yes, we went to private
schools and had live-in help.
And yes, it all went.

And now I live on my salary,
the same as you do.

So request a different
partner, okay, first thing
tomorrow or I will.

And tonight just
get off my back, okay?

Easy,
easy, I'm the friendliest guy
in my zip code.

I like debutantes, okay?

-Who's in charge here?
-Sergeant is outside.

Line up the witnesses.
Separate them.

Detective Quinn
and I will take their
statements, keep them apart.

If they want to use the
toilet, take them downstairs
to the deli, understand?

-And accompany them.
-Got you.

Where's the victim?

COP: Upstairs in his bedroom.
The name is Carlos Galanter.

Never get out of the boat
while it's rocking.

The victim will still
be dead in the morning.

You said victim.
This is an OD.

Certain things you
learn as a cop, Quinn.

You learn love
doesn't last forever

and you only get
your name in the paper
when you shoot the wrong guy.

And you learn
nobody gets naked
just to shoot heroine.

Tie folded neatly
at the foot of the bed there.
Huhuh.

You got the jones,
you don't take time
to fold you clothes.

No other needle marks.

This is his first hit.

Naked? No?

Somebody wants us to think
it's an OD.

See, unlike other indoor
sports, Quinn you don't got
to be naked to shoot heroine.

What do you think of homocide?
Everything you expected?

Some of the guests
are getting hysterical.

Let them.
I love to see hysterical
rich people.

Yeah, but there's a doctor
who says he has an emergency.

Has to go to
the hospital he says.

Told him he had to
talk to a detective.

Take him to the kitchen.
Detective Quinn
will talk to him.

BRIAN:
When I say do not medicate,
I mean do not medicate.

Do not do anything
until I get there.
Is that understood?

Thank you very much.

Doctor?

You're who I have
been waiting for?

If you'll wait please...

If I wait? I have
a critically ill patient
who is intensive care.

Are you the only
doctor in New York?

At this time,
for this man, yes I am.

Okay.

I'll have one of the officers
escort you through the line.

If you get a chance
while it's fresh in your mind,

write down
everything you remember.
Everything.

-No matter how trivial.
Doctor...
-Venible.

-What hospital?
-Roosevelt.

Detective Quinn,
Miss O'Hara is getting sick.

I want you to escort
her to the bathroom.

Quick. She's the one
who discovered the body.

Thank you.
I hope I never have to do
that or see that.

Want to tell me
about it, Christine?

It's Chrissy.
People call me Chrissy.

Yeah. See,

I went into
the bedroom looking
for the John, you know?

I'm always
looking for the John,

and he was right... Oh God.

How bad is that
cocaine habit, Chrissy?

What do you what are you
going to do? Arrest me just
because I have a runny nose?

Sit down.

I saw you in the ward.
Thank you for staying back.

What did you want
to ask me, Sergeant?

Detective.
It takes a long time
to be a Sergeant.

I'd like to you to tell me
about Carlos Galanter.

One of the guests screamed.
I ran to the bedroom.

He was dead. I called 911.

Did you know what
was in the syringe?

It's six in the morning,
can't this wait?

The first twenty four hours
of the police investigation
are the golden hours.

After that, witnesses forget
evidence and it's lost.

So you do as much as possible
in the first
twenty four hours.

That's why I'm here now.

As a professional, do you
think the overdose was
self administered?

That's your profession,
not mine.

And as much as I
enjoy discussing
forensic medicine with you,

I have to shower.
I have surgery
in an hour and a half.

Exactly what did you see
when you went in the bedroom?

I saw the body, exactly.
No pulse, no respiration

Eyes open, pupils dilated.
I administered C.P.R.
He was gone.

Haven't I seen you somewhere?

Did you see
anyone enter or leave
the bedroom

other than
the woman who found him?

Lincoln Center at concerts.
I've seen you at
concerts at Lincoln Center.

Yes, I have season tickets.

Yes, so do I.
See, I am observant.

And no, I didn't see
anyone under the bed.

Did you come to
the party alone?

Yes.

And I don't believe it was
self administered.

People don't kill
them themselves that way.

Guys, this is Maria Quinn, my
new partner Maria.

This is Levy,
Washington, Knowles,

Micelli and
Watson from homicide.

They are going to assist us
in following up on witnesses.

Hey, are you going to smoke
that at eight o'clock
in the morning?

No,
I'm going to wait until 8:15.

I got them to do
the autopsy last night.

Confirms heart
failure due to overdose
of... Get this, guys,

one hundred percent heroine.

Bruises on the victim's chest
indicate he was held down
while being administered.

Which means, whoever held him
down, was really strong or
really really friendly

if you catch my drift.

What is this?

Jackson Pollack, I think.
Very rare and expensive.

Looks like
somebody threw up on it.

Also,

signs of recent beating,
severe and professional,

so we know
the guy had enemies.

I think the first
thing we want to do

is run Carlos and
the rest of the witnesses
through the computer.

Here.

Where did you get this?

I have access to
the computer at home.

You have what?

When I worked
investigative analysis
they gave me home access.

Carlos Galanter.

Possession, possession
with intent to sell,

assault, aggravated assault,
prostitution,
bribery, extortion

a varied and
colorful career, huh?

Okay. Seven names here known
to Narco. NOCU.

Quinn and I will
take those seven,
and you guys

divide up the rest.
Quinn and I took
statements last night,

but I want a follow-through.

And, guys,

these are rich and
famous and connected,

so insult them
only a little more
than necessary.

We should also
talk to the girl
who discovered the body.

Here we are.
Christine O'Hara, 201.

Christine said that she went
to Carlos's bedroom
to use the bathroom.

You think she
went in to practice
heavy breathing a little,

and she said,
"Here try this for
a bigger thrill."

And popped main
line with pure smack?

That's what you think?

You got a dirty
and suspicious mind, Quinn.
I love that.

Police!

We're supposed to call a judge
and get a warrant.

-Warrants are for sissys.
-You can't just walk in.

You want to play by the rules?
The rules don't work, Quinn.

The rules are not
acceptable here.

Well, as my former partner
used to say, nothing like a
little B & E to start the day.

-What are you doing?
-Just thought I would try it.

If that key fits,
you could make me a copy.

I'm just kidding.

She came from Iowa or Indiana
one of those states
that begin with an I.

Here's a picture of Chrissy
and Carlos Galanter in Mexico.

No names just initials,

codes, extensions, businesses.

-What the hell is this?
-MARIA: Chrissy?

We're here to ask
you some questions
about Carlos Galanter.

What are you doing here?
Do you have a search warrant?

It would take us about five
minutes to get one,
Miss O'Hara.

Then you get one.

Get out!

Get out of here!

I'm calling my lawyer
and see what he has to say!

We could arrest you
on prostitution,
possession, trafficking.

Call your lawyer, because
we're going to charge you with
withholding evidence

lying to a police officer,
and accessory to murder.

What we want to talk about is
Carlos and about Mexico
and drug trafficking.

We just went on vacation.

I don't know anything
about drug trafficking.

How long have you been a call
girl, Chrissy?

Long enough.

Talk to me.

I'm calling my lawyer. We'll
see what he has to say about
someone busting in.

Hey, hey, that's not
necessary, Christine.

We have all we need to know.
If we need anything else,
we'll call you.

Is that all right with you?

VINCENT: You have access?

Nobody gives nobody anything.

Where's your juice, Quinn?

I was married to a cop
who was killed on the job.

The brass gives
me anything I want.

So what do you want?
Getting even for
your husband's death?

That is why you became a cop?

C'mon, Quinn,
women like you aren't cops.

Women like you
spend their lives

buying antiques, shopping.
You ain't no cop.
Look in the mirror.

What's the real story, Quinn?

You're the best
cop in Manhattan,
you figure it out.

This is Arty,
my former partner.
This is Maria Quinn.

-I'm sorry about the desk.
-It's okay.

You got to understand, Maria,
Cusak and Arty are legends.

Always nice to meet a legend.

I'll come by once in a while.
That was my desk
for twenty years.

Your husband was Eddie. I was
at the funeral.

I'm sorry I don't remember.

I dropped by your home.
We did task force together.

You want to check
Galanter's phone records,
bank accounts,

credit card records,
income tax forms
and look for Columbians.

Excuse me,
are you still on the job?

VINCENT:
Maria, Arty and I talk.

We're partners,
like old married couples.

They talk every
night before they sleep.

I'm not trying to
take your job, Maria.

I just get,
tired of looking at
the sports channel all day.

I miss the action, you know?

What do Columbians
have to do with it?

The great Seattle
windshield pit epidemic.

See, a few years
ago people in Seattle

thought
the windshields on their cars
were being

pitted by some
mysterious force.

Cosmic rays, laser beams,
little green men.

Hundreds, hell, thousands of
them reporting mysterious
pits in their windshield.

When they investigated,

what they found out was
that as the word spread,

people started
looking at their windshields

instead of through them.

There's probably some
point to this story.

One hundred percent heroine,

Columbians love to trade
cocaine for pure heroine.

It's easier to transport
and more money in it.

A year ago there
was a big rip-off

at the Liberty
Motel in Queens.

No, that was...

No, no.
The guy you want to talk to
is Tyrone.

-How can I help you?
-I want to
apologize for this morning.

When I lose a patient...
Well,
I was rude and I'm sorry.

Believe me,
that's fine, doctor.
Don't worry about it.

By way of amends, I have
two tickets for the Met
tonight, La Boheme.

And I thought you
might like to use
the other ticket.

I don't want to sound like...

it promises to be
a really special evening.

And I hate to see
the other ticket
go to waste.

Besides, I owe you an apology.

No, you don't, really.

I'm not asking for a date
that's not true.

I am asking for a date.
I'm asking you for a date.

I don't mean to sound
unappreciative, but...

BRIAN: So why don't you just
think it over...

I'll have the ticket with me
and I'll be at the fountain.

You know where that is?

Well, I don't finish here
until at least seven.

That's okay.
I'll leave it at will call.

It will be under my name.
Try to make it, please.

Please?

I'll try.

It's okay. I enjoyed it.

The heaviest
breathing I get nowadays

is when the old
lady comes home
from aerobic sclass.

You know, Vinny, you're no
t nearly as amusing as
you think you are.

I could be.

[OPERA SOUNDS]

Excuse me.

You look beautiful.

Please.

You do, you look beautiful.

VINCENT:
Tyrone hangs in this ally.
There he is!

Watch the car, don't scratch
the paint.

What are you
trying to do, Tyrone,

give me a heart attack?

I didn't recognize you, Mr.
Cusak.

When the man starts
chasing you, you run.

How is your mother, Tyrone?

She's been on
a new medicine, man,
but she hurts all the time,

you know what I mean?

Hey, Mr. Cusak
that's your new partner?

Slick.
What happened to Mr. Arty.

Tyrone, shut the hell up.

Okay, okay.

There was
a ripoff about a year ago
in Queens Liberty Motel.

Tell me about it.

Heavy Columbians in town for
part of industrial smack, man.

These guys rip them off
and blew them away.

There was brains
all over the place.

What are you looking at?
Get the hell out of here!

Police brutality!
Police brutality!

Get off me, man!

Somebody help me, man!

I don't know, man.
I don't know.

What dudes?
Or I'll take you down
to the Met Center, Tyrone,

and test you for you for real.
What dudes?

Lysander O'Hara,
a real righteous maniac.

He's so crazy he
would sell you anything
that would make you go crazy.

-I can't breathe, man!
-Get the hell out of here!

Hey, man,
this man will kill people
for two dollars.

Where's Lysander?

Uptown on some charge.

Hey,
can you get me tickets Mr.

If I catch you again, you're
going in for good.

-I got Yankee tickets.
-Police brutality.
Get off me, man.

Yankees suck, man.
Hey, why don't you
take care of that knee.

Nice to meet you, ma'am.

Get off me, man!
Let go of my jacket!

You going to pay me?

Lysander is a real heavy dude,

but he's dumb,
you know what I mean?

He's got a wife, blond
hair all over the place.

Whoa.

Blonde?

Lysander O'Hara,
arresting officers?

MARIA: I'm sorry.
Can I put you on hold?

Quinn.

I'm sure I could.

I'll find out.

Vinny,
we're not working tonight,
are we, captain?

Yes. Eight o'clock, sure.

Okay. I have someone on hold
so I'll get back to you.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

What date did
they try the case?

Could you fax me
the court records?

Right. Thank you.

Lysander O'Hara. Attempted
murder, assault,
assault with intent to kill,

serving time for possession.
Know what drug he sold?

One hundred percent heroine.

Guess who turned state's
evidence and sent
Lysander to the joint?

Carlos Galanter.

No wonder you're the best
detective in America.

Want to know what else?
That was Danny I
was just talking to,

the assistant warden,
looked up the visitors log

and Christine O'Hara,
Mrs. Lysander, visited him
twice a month and guess what?

Lysander was
paroled last month.

So, what case do we
solve after lunch?

After lunch?
We go visit Chrissy again.

Want to try
the deli down the street?

Sorry I've got
something to do.
Thanks anyway.

Could we have another
mineral water please?

-White wine please.
-White wine, what?

Why not?
Want a refund on your taxes.

No, no, just asking.

Bad day at work, dear?

You might say so.

Haven't you ever had a bad
day teaching and had to answer
stupid questions?

On second thought, I'll have a
glass of wine too.

Could you make that
two glasses of wine?

So, what did you
want to talk about?

Talk about?

Yes. Yesterday you
said you wanted to talk.

Something people often do
when they're
having lunch together.

Talk about us.

You and me.

Yes, you and me. That's us.

I think that we
should take a break.

Take a break?

This hasn't exactly been
a high speed express.

Taking a break

is like jumping train
without having to run.

Then I guess
there's no problem.

I guess a relationship is what
happens when you're waiting
for something better.

You're a good friend.

What is friendship basically?

No, it isn't basically.

Arty used to say
the three best things
in the world

are martinis before
and a nap after it.

So, Vinny, if Arthur
loved the job so much,
why did he retire?

They retired him.

Best cop in New York City,
now he stays home
all day and watches

lawn bowling on cable.

She must have left
right after we did.

The place looks the same.

Where the hell is she?

-Something is bothering me.
-What?

When we interviewed Chrissy at
Carlos's, she was wearing
a designer gown

that cost several
thousand dollars.

Had on a Cartier bracelet,
five figures,

none of those things are here.

Nothing dressy in the closet.

The makeup in on
the dresser is minimal.

Borrowed?

Don't you get it?

Get what?
I get very testy when someone
accuses me

of not getting something
the rest of the world gets.

Look, her things are here
because this is
where she lives,

but she works someplace else.

Lots of call girls
use an apartment.

Fine. We will search all the
apartments in midtown for
a Cartier bracelet; okay?

We got to get a bulletin out
on Lysander and Chrissy.

Then we will cross reference
these numbers in this book

with the party list.

That might narrow
down the suspects
to three or four thousand.

That's what I'll
be doing tonight,
protecting and serving.

You, I presume
will be staying home
watching public television.

Am I wrong? Am I wrong?

Am I wrong?

BRIAN: In the 19th century
before anesthesia

Speed was
the most important thing.

A doctor could amputate a leg
in two minutes flat.

As a matter of fact,
in one story,

he amputated on patients
in under two minutes.

Of course the patient died
afterwards from gangreen,

they usually
did in those days.

In fact,
during that same operation

the doctor listed

amputated
the fingers of his assistant,

who also died of gangreen
poisoning later on.

He was so
animated with his scalpel
and slashed the coattails

of a very
distinguished spectator,

who was so terrified,
that he dropped
dead from fright.

It was the only operation in
history with a three
hundred percent mortality.

MARIA: Tennis lessons,
dance lessons,
piano lessons,

the right schools,

the right people, the right
clothes. I was
the princess on a pedestal,

but I wanted more out of life.

Thank you.

So I quit school and went to
New York and I auditioned
for a Broadway show

and guess what?
I made the chorus line.

And I was nineteen
and I was working
on Broadway.

I was real naive at that time.

What about after that?

Then I broke my ankle
and I couldn't dance.
And I met a boy who was a cop.

-And you married him?
-Yeah, I married him.

What happened to him?

He was killed.

You live here alone?

No, the Harvard football team
spends the night.

Well, I don't mean now.

No, just the marching band.

Well, then play
something romantic here.

I'm sorry.

Maria...

Can I borrow one
of your shirts?

-What?
-One of your shirts.

Sure.
Right there in the amoire.

Why do you want a shirt for?
Are you going somewhere?

I'm shy.

VENIBLE'S VOICE:
You look beautiful.
You do, you look beautiful.

I'm not asking you for a date
that's not true.
I am asking you for a date.

I'm asking you for a date,
you are who I've
been waiting for...

VINCENT'S VOICE: Answer your
phone, Quinn. What?
You think you deserve a life?

Meet me at 126
Jones Street off Third.

Now I know why
no one has heard
from Chrissy O'Hara.

-Detective Quinn.
-COP: What happened to Arty?

Up the stairs and
through the tunnel.

VINCENT: Raped?

CORONOR:
Well, preliminary inspection
shows no semen

Bruising not
consistent from rape.

She was moved.
Folded over probably
in the trunk of a car.

What do you think? Two hours?

It doesn't bother so
much after a while.

Not that you don't care
or you get used to it ever,

but it doesn't
bother you so much later.

Here's the xerox
of her phone book.

There are five names
here from her phone
book to match the party list.

I'm having task force do that,

but this one here, see B.R.

B.R. Mario's pizza
parlor on Mott Street.

She likes pizza.

I know Mario's pizza parlor.

Every cop in
the organized crime unit
knows Mario's pizza parlor.

Most importantly,
my ex-partner
knows it very well.

VINCENT:
So we'll stop at Mario's,

get some calzone
and maybe some answers.

A ride in a New York cab
can get your spine
realigned for free.

How you doing?
Good to see you, Maria.

Oh, Vinny, you look like hell.

I got something to show you.
Look at this.

B.R. Mario's pizza parlor.

Benny Rosen is scum,
but he ain't no killer.

Vinny, what are you doing?
Growing a beard?

You look like a narc.

Shall we?

-Sit down, sit down.
-I am just
having a pizza here.

What do you want?

Carlos Galanter.

Lysander O'Hara.

And Christine O'Hara.

I can answer that one.

The back of
a Chevy down by the bay.

C'mon - you spilled all
over my suit.

Stop jerking around
or are we going to
have to dance on your neck.

Hey, hey, come on.

-What do you want?
-I'll tell you what I want.

Tell me about Lysander O'Hara.

The guy is a flat-out killer.

He used to
muscle for Galanter;
all right?

This guy is on mean
street for anybody.

I'm telling you, he's crazy.
He enjoys killing.

C'mon,
you didn't hear it from me.

Word is he iced
a couple of Columbians
at Liberty Motel.

Now, do yourself
and the city a favor,
if you see him,

plant six into him real quick
and good day.

ARTY: Sit down.

Christine O'Hara.

-His wife, I think.
-Yeah?

Chisling little whore,

snow bird, put fist
fulls up her head
like it had a leak.

What a set of
blond hair on this kid

not bleached I might add.

I carried her
a while on the books.

You carried her a little while
on the books?

You wouldn't even carry your
mother on the books.
Who are you kidding?

This is different. See,

she paid the best
way she knew how.

I'm only human.

You're slime, you're scum.

Get him out of here!

Get him out of here!

Brotherly love.

MARIA: Benny, talk to me.

BENNY: Sure, just take him
for a walk or something.

Talk to me.

Yeah, sure.

Why are you guys busting
my chops for

some ripoff artist, some
whacked out crack hit, and
some chiseling little whore.

How much was Chrissy in for?

Ten grand. It's all paid up.

How? When?

Three months ago,
some paluka helped her,

she paid up the principal
the whole shebang and all.

What was his name?

C'mon, I don't take names.
What do you take
me for city bank?

One guy ruins my suit,

the other one plays king kong
on my face, now you're asking
me for receipts.

You're going to
drive me legit.

Ever see this guy?

No, I never met him.
I just dealt with her.

She paid me in cash. I always
used to meet her at Gate's at
the Embassy Hotel.

We're all set for 6:30

Proprietor please.

Lady, this is a private club.
It's males only.

It's not a chauvinistic thing.

It's also a high
class whorehouse.
I'm with vice busting unit.

Give me the proprietor,
please.

Christine O'Hara.

You're not in vice.
I know everybody in vice.

Christine O'Hara.

There's no one out by
the pool, why don't we go
out there and talk?

Yes, Chrissy. Chrissy
wasn't a fulltime girl.

Worked weekends, parties.

Could have been very
successful, but the life
really wasn't for her.

a talented amateur.

When was the last
time you saw Chrissy?

She met some guy right after
she got busted and quit.

Got straight,
I haven't seen her since.

When did she get busted?

-September, August.
-Here?

No, no,

it was an outcall job.

What name was
she arrested under?

You got me, but I might be
able to help you with that.
Come here.

Let me just look at this.

Let's see.

Chrissy?
Thereare her working names.
Maybe that will help you.

This address on
Seventy first Street.
How current is it?

It was good in August.
I called her in August,
and she turned me down.

Tell me, do you have any idea
who this someone was who
got Chrissy straight?

Some trick with
a missionary complex,

saving hookers is
their advocation.

Why is it always
on the top floor?

Wait a minute.

You carry that
around with you?

A hunch.

Good hunch.

She was standing here.

He held the gun
here like that.

Put her on the bed.

An execution.

What are you doing?

There's a hair here.
We can put it through DNA.

What will it prove?
The girl was a hooker.

She had more traffic than the
Holland Tunnel. Use your head

He would have had to wash up.

Detective Quinn.

-The doctor will
see you in a minute.
-I'm not a patient.

-Sit down, please.
-I need to see Dr.
Venible now.

-Have a seat, please.
-It's okay. Come in, please.

Would you please tell
Mr. Collins I'll be with him
in five minutes?

Boy, am I glad to see you.

Was Christine O'Hara
one of your patients?

Why do you ask?

-Doctor-patient privilege.
-With me?

-With everyone.
-What else have you withheld?

Is this an investigation,
officer? Should I be calling
my lawyer on the phone?

Doctor-patient confidentiality
is privileged information

It's a breach of
my oath to break it.

Only medical information,
not the fact that
she was your patient.

Yes, she is my patient.

And I'm very sorry,
if you want any
more information,

Miss O'Hara will
have to offer it.

She can't offer anything.

She's dead.

Oh no.

How?

She was murdered, shot.

Oh no. No. No. No.

It's an emergency.
He'll have to go
to the hospital.

He won't be able
to see you now.

My wife's birthday.

Anyway,
what are you doing here
this time of night?

Going through records.

Main computer shutdown again,
so it's the old fashioned way.

What records?

N.Y.P.D. arrest reports.

Month of August.

Pandering,
prostitution, soliciting,
immoral conduct.

I checked aliases,
AKA's, other
burroughs, referenced hotels.

She was arrested in
August or September

at the Hilton,
but there's no record.

She's probably a niche snitch.
The D.A.
will expunge the record.

It's midnight. Go home.

You're probably right.

-What are you doing here?
-I want you to get in please.

Please get in.

What I did was to
protect Chrissy,
not to deceive you.

Would you please get in?

Maybe I presumed
more than you intended.

If that's the case,
I apologize.
I was not casual about us,

and I thought that
you weren't either.

I'm
investigating a case in which
you are a prime witness...

That's not what
I'm talking about.
Why don't you just say it?

I wasn't casual
about it either.

Onions,
mushrooms, and shallots okay?

I'm really not hungry.

Oh. How would you like to go
to the Hampton's this weekend?

I've got a great little beach
house there, my mother and I.

I have to work this weekend.

What about Wednesday?
My schedule is
clear on Wednesday.

If you'll excuse
me for a moment.

Oh no.

I like the romance of all of
this, but couldn't we just
meet in the squad room?

I'm removing
myself from the case.

Here here's
a sample of Venible's hair.

You can cross match DNA with
the hair from Chrissy's.

Also, this is
a key from his drawer.

I'm pretty sure it's the key
from Chrissy's apartment.

This is from her
medicine cabinet.

I found it today when I was
searching her apartment.

What the hell are you doing?

First, you supress evidence,

then you collect
hair from a suspect
without Mirandizing him.

Where's your head?

And you don't get
to remove yourself.

What the hell is this? Are we
partners here or are we
independent contractors?

Partners are supposed to
support each other...

Hey, am I bothering you?

Then get the hell out of here.

You can't quit.
No matter what,
I won't let you.

That was Davidson.
They located Lysander O'Hara.

What do we have here?

What we got eight car unit,
four emergency servicemen.

The man is located on the
third floor barricaded,

heavily armed
and flat out crazy.

Okay. You, you on the roof.

Get your guys in the alley.
Cover the fire escape.

Lysander! Police!

Lysander...Drop it.

Lysander, stop!

I'm okay.
I'm okay. Did I get him?

You got him.

All we do is a job,
Maria, not a crusade.

You're not required
to betray yourself.

Don't do that.

Look, I tried to explain.
I am your partner.

I am not going to let you make
a disaster from your life.

You find yourself
someone to love,
and if it's good and real,

don't flush it down the
toilet for a drug dealer
and a dead hooker.

Another whiskey
and soda, double.

-Give me one for her too.
-No.

You're an innocent, Maria.

You know nothing.

There are a hundred guys
with keys to that apartment,

at least a hundred
hairs on her bed.

We got ourselves the killer
and he's on his way to
the morgue right now.

It's over.

No, it isn't not for me.

Fred aren't you some kind
of hand writing expert?

Yeah, it's a hobby.

What do you think of this?

Loony tune.

Brian?

Brian, what's happened?

Come now.

Brian, Brian, are you there?

Brian, I'll be right there.

-Do you know what he took?
-No.

-You don't know what he took?
-No, I don't know.

Don't look at me.
Don't look at me.

You can go now.

I'm not leaving.

-Give me your arm.
Give me your arm.
-No, no.

There, you see sometimes you
just have to throw the switch.

The current is still floating.

Not easy loving
a crazy person, is it?

To continue
loving a crazy person.

I need to know if Brian
has ever been violent.

He's waking up.

I asked if he's ever violent.

What do you want? Thrills?

Do you expect money
like the last one?

Last one?
Was that Christine O'Hara?

All right, so I come here for
the corn beef and knishes
not the service.

Art and I used to
come here a lot.

Brian Venible's hand writing.

Analysis says schizophrenic.

Maybe Chrissy knew about it.

Maybe she was
blackmailing him.

Lysander O'Hara killed
Chrissy and Carlos too.

The case is closed.

We got a backlog
of cases a foot high

and the department is cutting
down on
personnelle and overtime,

and we're not spending
any time on this. Capish?

No, sell, Vinny.

Okay. We reopen the case.

Detective Quinn,
I'm Consuelo Venible.

Thank you for seeing me Mrs.
Venible.

What is it you want,
Miss Quinn?

I want to know if
Brian is ever violent.

I want to know if he's ever
tried to harm himself or
others during his episodes.

Episodes?
Is that what you call it?

I'm
investigating two homicides.

I need to know
if Brian Venible
has any history of violence.

Schizophrenics
are not necessarily
violent, Miss Quinn.

They see and hear
things the rest of us do not.

My son is...Come.

I don't understand how Brian
can practice medicine,
the hours and the stress.

Think of it as
an air conditioner.

You turn it on,
you hear the noise.

Then after a while,
you don't hear
the noise anymore.

It's there below the surface.

Like Brian's voices.

Voices?

Auditory and visual
hallucinations are
symptomatic of schizophrenia,

didn't you know that?

These voices, do they
tell him to do things?

Stop wasting the city's money.

It's no longer up to me, Mrs.
Venible,

the district attorney has
taken up an investigation.

You got the other
half of this ticket
with the time stamped on it?

Yeah, in the back office.

Get it for me, will you?

Got his bank statements.

And I got
the telephone records.

Now we can take
our weekend off.

Brian, sorry I'm late.

It will ne very easy.

All they want to do is ask you
very simple questions

and you give
very brief answers.

This is the assistant district
attorney and detective.

The date is
Tuesday the eighth.

Time is 3:50 P. M.

Place is office of Arthur
Golden, assistant district
attorney of Manhattan.

Present are assistant district
attorney Cynthia Clark
and Arthur Golden.

Speaking.

[OVER TV] Mr. Venible you have
the right to remain silent...

I would like to know...

Anything you say can and
will be used against
you in a court of law.

You have the right
to be represented
by an attorney.

If you can't afford one, an
attorney one will be appointed
to you by the court.

You may have him
with you during
questioning if you so desire.

Do you understand these rights
as I have
explained them to you,

and with these in mind,
do you still
want to speak to us?

I thought this was merely an
examination...

Yes, I understand them.

When was last time you
saw Christine O'Hara?

On the night that she died.

What was
the occasion of that meeting?

She called me because she said
she had been threatened.

She asked me to
come to her apartment.

She was very, very frightened.

What did she want you to do?

I suppose she
wanted me to protect her.

What was
the nature of these threats
and who made them?

I don't know.

There was a voice on her
answering machine that said,

"You'll never
get away with this.
I'll kill you first.

"Not one cent,
you chiseling little whore."

Would you repeat that please?

BRIAN: The machine said,
"Not once cent,
you chiseling little whore."

Can you describe the voice?

It was a man's voice.
It was deep.

It was rough,
a New York accent.

What did you do after she
played you these threats?

I advised her to
call the police.

She said she couldn't.

I offered her
money to leave town.

She refused.

I told her she could
stay at my apartment

and she wouldn't do that.

She wouldn't let me
do anything for her.

Did you sleep with
her at this time?

I don't want
this camera going.

BRIAN: Yes.
And on another occasion,
we had been intimate.

ARTHUR: You just left
when her life was in danger?

What time was this.

8:00, 8:15.

I have a parking ticket here
from a garage on
Sixty first street

which is one block from
Chrissy's apartment,

it has your license
plate number on it.

It's time stamped from 7:00
until 11:25 that evening.

LAWYER: That's it's.
That's it. If you're going to
charge my client,

do it now.

I want a file a complaint.
I want a hearing.

Save the moral outrage.

That's it.
I can't take anymore of this.

I cannot take anymore of it.

LAWYER: I'm
instructing you not to answer.

I have here a canceled check

to Christine O'Hara for
twenty thousand dollars.

So what was that money for?

For drug rehabilitation.

Did she go into drug rehab?

-No, she did not.
-That money was for blackmail,
wasn't it?

-For what?
-Blackmail.

Wasn't Christine
blackmailing you?

Because she knew
you were mentally ill,

and she asked you for money
and more money, and more until
you couldn't take it.

Until you shot her!

Dr. Venible, we can establish
your car in the vicinity,

the key to Chrissy's apartment
and your canceled check.

We have no choice but
to place you under arrest.

We will set
the time and place for the
bail as soon as possible.

It's her!
She's the one! Let me go!

He said
"chiseling little whore."

Benny Rosen said
chiseling little whore.

I told you
Lysander killed her.

But you had to
investigate Venible.

Now what?
You want to
investigate Benny Rosen?

Stop it,
Maria, the case is closed.

But he said,
"chiseling little whore."

You wanted off the case.
You are off the case now.

You are taking the rest of
the day off and you're calling
in sick tomorrow.

Or I swear I will go to I. A.
about you and Venible.

Just forget it.

There he is, lady.

Brian,

I have to ask
you some questions.

No guns, no guns.

No guns.

You said the voice
on the answering machine

said the words,
"Chiseling little whore."

Can you recognize this?

Not one cent you
chiseling little whore.

She paid the only
way she knew how.

I'm only human, sweetheart.

Can you recognize
this voice that you hear?

She paid me
the best way she knew how.

I'm only human, sweetheart.

What?

Can you recognize
this voice, Brian?

The other one.

What? Which one?

"Flush down the sewer."

Flush down the sewer.

Hi there, come on in.

Nice to see you.

This place is
not so nice, huh.

Have a seat.

I have a problem I
want to discuss with you.

I have two murders.

First, by lethal injection
of one hundred
percent heroine,

not easy to acquire unless, of
course, you have access to the
N.Y.P.D. evidence locker.

-You want coffee?
All I got is instant?
-No.

A drink?
I mix a hell of a Manhattan.
No?

I'll have some coffee.
You keep on talking.

I can hear in the kitchen.

The lethal
injection is supposed
to look like an OD,

but suppose,

just suppose a cop does it
while he's on duty.

He can answer the call
and investigate his
own crime, clever.

But if he goes to
all this trouble,

why does he undress the victim
and give away the murder?

Maybe it's a mistake.

Maybe deep down he
wants to be found out.

[SIGHS] Yeah. Maybe.

Maybe you don't know
what you're talking about.

What else?

What else is
the second murder.

A call girl
arrested in a vice bust
at the Hilton last fall.

Guess what?
There's no
record of her arrest.

Who gets an arrest expunged?

Who has access
to the precinct booking slips

so he can destroy
the arrest report?

-Why does he want to do that?
-I don't know.

She's a snitch.
It's a shake down.
Maybe it's love.

Anyway something happens
and it all goes sour

and he calls and makes threats
on her answering machine.

Not playing with a full deck,
wouldn't you say?

Right.

But the recording disappears.

The cop has access
to the crime scene.

He removes
the tape from the machine

when his
partner isn't looking.

I guess the partner
is pretty dumb too.

I'd say so.

And then there's
this fall guy, a doctor,

who how lucky can you get?
Turns out to be schizophrenic.

[LAUGHING]

Now we have
a hypothetical killer,

setting up his new
naive partner on the doc

and she sells
him out all right,
according to the plan.

The only thing is
she falls in love.

Not looking
through the windshield,

but at it.

You want to get to
a point here, Maria.

I mean there they're going
into a tie breaker here.

This is a very exciting match.

What do I do?

What you do is be a cop.

What you do is
deliver your loyalty.

Come on,
Maria, where's your loyalty?

You got any loyalty?

To who?

To the lieutenant?

The commissioner?

Your partner.

That's where you got
to be loyal, Maria.

So what you do...

you go to the man,

you tell him what you suspect.

You lay it out. You go along.

The blue wall, you don't go
over that to the other side,

not if you got
blood in your veins.

I don't want to
miss this tie breaker.

I don't play
tennis I like to watch.

Are we communicating?

VINCENT'S VOICE:
She was standing here.
He held the gun to her.

ARTY'S VOICE: The blue wall.
You don't go over
that to the other side,

not if you got
blood in your veins.

BRIAN'S VOICE:
There was a voice
on her answering machine

that said I will
kill you first,
you chiseling little whore.

VINCENT'S VOICE: You want to
play by the rules?
The rules don't work.

ARTY'S VOICE:
Tell him what you suspect.
Lay it out.

BRAIN'S VOICE:
Flushed out in the sewer.

The other one.
"Flushed out in the sewer."

"Flushed out in the sewer."

"Flushed out in the sewer."

VINCENT: Come in, Maria.

How did you find me?

I played the Benny Rosen
interview for Brian Venible.

He identified your voice

as the man making threats
on the answering machine.

Well, his elevator doesn't go
to the top floor exactly,

so nobody will believe him.

Why did you do it?
Money? Love?

Love.

Sometimes you fall in love
with the wrong people.

Well, hey,
you ought to know that, huh?

Christine, my God, Christine.

She had you...

you know by the groin
and she squeezed
life out of you

and she left pulp.

And how you could get away...

Christine made me feel...

she made me feel.

So you killed her?

I never killed anybody
expect in the line of duty.

I think she double crossed you
in some way,

and you killed Chrissy
and you killed Carlos,

and you used me as your alibi.

You never said one thing to me
that wasn't
lies and betrayals.

I never betrayed you.

I never killed anybody.

Only a cop could
expunge her record.

Only a cop could
destroy the booking slips.

Only a cop could
lead the investigation
towards Brian Venible.

Only a cop...

Arty?

Yeah.

I wanted to kill Carlos, see?

I wanted to, but I couldn't.

Like Arty used to say,
"that's just not
in you, kiddo."

So he did it for me
like any partner would.

Why did you want
to kill Carlos?

Because he was scum.

You know I got
her in a program.
She was six months clean.

Oh, Maria, you should
have seen her clean.

Oh my God, was she beautiful?

She wanted it...
She wanted to be clean.
.

I swear to God.

He came around tempting,
offering...

-So you had him murdered?
-No.

I didn't even know who did
it until I talked to
Chrissy at the loft.

She saw Arty.

I didn't know anything until
then. I swear to you,
I swear to God.

Well, what are we
going to do now, huh?

What do you think?

If he killed Carlos for you,
why did he kill Chrissy?

Chrissy saw him in the loft,

she knew he did it.

She wanted money
from him and from me.

I loved this girl so much,
and she was blackmailing me.

She was a tramp
truth be known.

We don't have to
soil his memory, do we?

Oh, Vinny, another betrayal.

We can't.

The whole thing
has been betrayal.

Everybody betraying everybody.

Me included.

I know.

It ends here.
You break
the rules enough, you pay.

We're all paying
one way or another.

So what about your
career now, Vinny?

Water in the basket.

What about your conscience?

That concerns me
less than it used to.

I may have to bring
you in, you know that.

It's all
a series of questions.

Vinny, you want to go
to the grocer's for me?

Vinny, what will
you do with your life?

Why aren't you ever home
with me and the kids?

Hey, Vinny, what are you going
to do with
the rest of your life?

So that's what happens, huh?

I hope I never
wind up like that.

You won't be able to help it.

I must live
a restricted life now.

Do you understand?

Diet, sleep, avoiding stress.

That and my work,
it's all there is
room for in my life.

So, it was casual after all?

No. No, it wasn't.

It never was.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Me too.

Never get out of the boat
while it's rocking.

First,
get a picture of the scene.

Don't be in a hurry.

The victim will still
be dead in the morning.