All language subtitles for MILLENNIUM - S03 E05 - Thirteen Years Later (576p - DVDRip)

(bell chimes)

(footsteps)

Oh, it's you. I thought
it was Sister Lucretia.

(woman) Wow.
This is so beautiful.

You are such a good director.

I'll make you so
happy you cast me.

I need to look at my butt again.

You'll wear out the tape, Malta.
Come on, it's just a rough cut. Come on.

You dog! I want
to watch it again.

Right here, I thought
I was gonna puke.

Lew! It's your fault. That
blood tasted like soap.

- It tastes fine, baby.
- You try it, then.

- Hey!
- Taste it.

This is a new shirt.

Oh, yeah? I'm gonna
make you a star, Malta.

Give it to me, baby.

Soapy, soapy,
soapy, soapy, soapy.

Come on, big-time
director. Taste it.

OK. It does taste soapy.

I'm gonna go take a
shower, while you...

go get us champagne.

Oh, it's you.

Here's to us.

Hurry back.

Lew?

(screams)

Oh, God. Oh, God. No! No!

No!

Manson, Bundy, Dahmer.
Their cases are all well known.

But the case I'm about
to describe is so horrific,

it should never be
discussed outside this room.

It challenged every
preconception. It followed no rules.

If it has a moral, I do not
know what that moral is.

This story is so bizarre,
I wouldn't believe

it had I not seen it
with my own eyes.

I! All happened in the week
leading up to Halloween.

- Hey, Frank. It's good to see you.
- Thank you.

- Glad to have you back with us, Frank.
- Thank you.

- So, you've been here before?
- Yeah. 13 years ago.

Just about this time of year.

There were three murders
a month. It was really bad.

- The Dale Barker murders? That was you?
- Mm-hm.

They teach that
case at the Academy.

Well.

(man) They're from
California, in town making

a movie. You know
who Malta Danbury is?

We counted 55 stab wounds.

The other one is the director of this
here picture. Guy named Lew Carroll.

Malta was the
star of this movie.

Stage blood. Tastes kinda soapy.

Human blood oxidises
to a deep brown.

Mr Black, what is it?

Agent Hollis. What you learned at
the Academy won't serve you here.

What kind of movie is this?

Action!

Never before in the annals of crime
have I encountered a monster so heinous.

So deviously clever.

So hard to catch.

Kenny Neiderman,
he's the producer.

Kenny, this is Special Agent
Emma Hollis. And this is Frank Black.

Hey, nice to meet you.

When the predator is so elusive, I
put myself in the madman maniac mind.

I call it profiling. A technique
I invented in the FBI.

And that is howl plan to stop this
madman maniac from murdering,

- or my name isn't Frank Black.
- What?

Cut! Magic. Fantastic.

It's based on a true case you investigated,
which makes you a public figure,

so we don't have
to buy your rights.

- But if you want to sue, I understand.
- I didn't say I wanted to sue.

Who was Marta Danbury portraying? That
may inform the investigation of her murder.

Which victim did she
portray in your film?

Eva O'Malley.

Eva O'Malley was a
40-year-old quadriplegic.

She got strangled
in her driveway.

Sure, but it's more entertaining to
see her get sliced up in a school shower.

And would you hide a tomato like
that in a wheelchair? God rest her soul.

We need to talk to everyone
who saw the victims recently.

OK. But just talk
about the murders.

I don't need a bunch
of hothead actors

thinking we don't have
the rights to the story.

I knew both of them. I
mean, Lew and Malta were...

- They were my clients.
- Were you their agent?

- No. Their personal trainer.
- When did you become a director?

When Lew was pronounced dead.

Live fast, die young,
leave a pretty corpse.

I'm the star, and they don't even notice
because it's Malta Danbury's last film.

- You're the star?
- Yes, of course.

I almost get killed. Then
I help solve the mystery.

Along the way, fall
in love with the hero.

- FBI agent Frank Black.
- It didn't happen that way in real life.

What are you doing tonight?

Uh...

I Was the toast of
the English stage.

And now my name is above
the title as "The Madman Maniac".

Did you study Dale Barker's
behaviour to learn your part?

Olivier never met the Dane,

and I'll be damned if
I'll talk to some pervert

killer about how to
play this bloody part.

See, I got the part cos I'm a really
good screamer. And I do nudity for scale.

The director said he
would enlarge your role,

as compensation for
Malta Danbury's loss.

Isn't that the greatest?

I mean... you know...

It's terrible about the
death of Malta. But...

I'm at the beginning of my career,
and I could really use the break.

Lucky you.

Let me ask you something,
OK? Now, do you say:

(as Frank) "Special Agent Frank
Black, FBI", or, "FBI. Frank Black"?

Neither.

How well did you know Marta?

I'm sorry. Frank Black interrogating
a suspect. This is really cool.

OK. I bet you want to know
about my childhood, right?

Was I a bed-wetter, did I set
fires, was I cruel to animals?

It's not that kind of case yet.

No, but the 1985 case.
That was a serial killer.

It was a sexually
motivated homicide.

(as Frank) Sexually motivated homicide.
(normal voice) It's good. No, I like that.

Hey.

- Can we rule anyone out?
- Not from this group.

I can't discern if the attack
was solo, or from a team.

Crime scene's ambivalent.

Some signs point to
an organised offender.

Careful entry, lack of evidence.

Yeah. But other signs point
to a disorganised offender.

Like the ritual violence of the attack
on the woman. We're being followed.

Um, hey. Wait.

Mr Black? I'm Hugo Winston.

I remember you. The
football captain, right?

- Well, 13 years ago.
- Yeah.

Then Dale Barker
murdered my fiancée.

Listen, they're desecrating her memory
in there, making this sleazy movie.

Revenge won't bring her back.
That's not what you're after, is it?

- Read the script.
- No.

This will change your
mind about these... bastards.

The killer in this story follows
no known behavioural profile.

Barker's final victim was
killed at a church picnic.

In this story, a band named KISS is
playing at what resembles an orgy.

I can see where that would
make a guy like Hugo snap.

- Neiderman.
- What?

The producer, with
the rings. The... (sniffs)

Yeah?

He spent several nights
in Malta Danbury's room.

Suppose Marta was sleeping with Neiderman,
but then throws him over for the director.

Neiderman gets jealous, finds them together
in the hotel room, kills them both.

Interesting. You know,
they're shooting tonight.

We can go keep an
eye on both of them.

Hey, man.

Frank Black, FBI. (normal
voice) That's how they say it.

- Let me ask you something.
- What?

Say you're doing a
full-contact interrogation.

You hit them with a phone
book, no bruising, right?

No, we don't.

You are good.

(Gunshot)

(Rowdy) And cut!

Magic. Fantastic. That
was terrific, people.

OK, let's set up for the
money shot. Quickly!

- Hey.
- Dale Barker never shot anybody.

Yeah, but check this.
The Madman Maniac

shoots the boyfriend,
then dresses like him.

- And when Ruby takes a skinny-dip...
- He harpoons her. I read the script.

How can you label
this a true story?

It is true. It's just
improved a little, that's all.

- The reality is dark and depressing...
- Yes, it is.

Frank, Frank, you know
that, and I know that.

But all the people in those towns that
you fly over on the way to New York,

they want to be entertained.

I wouldn't presume
to know your business.

But there's an abundance
of heroism and drama

in the real facts of any
murder investigation.

Oh, yeah, sure
there is, Frankie.

But it's complicated. The people, they're
ugly, and it's dark and rainy all the time.

Where's the magic? The magic.

I'm glad that we
had this little talk.

Ruby, baby. Time
to get naked and die.

How did he get in here?

I'm sorry. You ready?
Go and do your stuff.

- Who are they?
- It's the insurance guy, the co-producer,

associate producers, every
pissant functionary on the show.

- What are they doing here tonight?
- Nude scene.

- Where's Neiderman?
- He was here a minute ago.

Ah, just wait. That little
horndog never misses

one of these. We're
ready to roll, people.

- Roll sound.
- Sound speed.

- Roll camera.
- Turning.

- (man) Marker.
- Action.

And we cut.

Magic. Fantastic.

Where's Ru by? Ru by?

You're the producer?

No. I'm not.

(woman) OK, that's a wrap.

(man) OK, people. Let's eat.

Sandwiches? Is this it?

- We spent the rest on your salary.
- Oh, shut up.

Mmm.

- I told you it was safe.
- The night's not over.

Well, we're wrapped, so
nothing happened on my set.

(gauging)

Oh, my God.

They killed Neiderman.
Neiderman's dead.

Our prime suspect, the producer, had become
the next victim and the crew's dinner.

At that moment, I knew this
case would pit me against horrors

that no FBI agent
should ever have to

endure, and push me
to the brink of insanity.

All we have is the possibility of
a dental match on the bite marks.

It's a very clean crime scene.

Which is at odds with a person
who feels compelled to bite fingers off.

- What kind of offender's that?
- Disorganised.

Schizophrenic. Not the type to get in
and out in ten minutes without being seen.

- A voyeuristic anthropophagiac.
- What's that?

One compelled to watch
others eat human flesh.

Or an avid fan of The Hitcher. The severed
fingers are a direct quote of that movie.

So how many people
may have seen that?

Besides our suspect, the entire
film crew. It's their business.

And me. I've seen
quite a few horror films.

This film connection
doesn't narrow it down.

No. Any of a dozen people
could be our perpetrator.

Even though we
don't know who it is,

There is a decisive way we
could stop the killing immediately.

(screaming)

You bastard! You'll pay for
all the kids you've killed. Argh!

(man) Cut'.!

Who said that?

Who said "cut" on my set?

I did.

OK, that's it. It's over.
Time to go home now, folks.

I'm notifying you this workplace is shut
down by order of the sheriff. That'd be me.

You don't like my movie, so you
pulled some strings with the heat.

So.

I've been doing a little
research, and your guy...

Maybe he's got like a
cooling-off period, and then...

- (as Frank) he will kill again.
- Not now, he won't.

Hey. Hey, is it... That's it? This is
all that's gonna happen to them?

Hugo, the movie's over.
Isn't that what you wanted?

I... No, I... This
movie's not over.

(phone rings)

Agent Hollis.

This is a hell of an angle.

Sarah Cr yer, unit publicist.

Do you mind if I say:

"This is the movie Frank
Black didn't want you to see"?

Yes, I do.

Excuse me.

Bite mark analysis
was inconclusive.

He was wearing dental prostheses,
commonly used in motion pictures.

Whoever's doing this is
trying to drive me insane,

for the third time in my life.

Mr Black, remember the suspect in
Seattle who quoted Nostradamus?

The Frenchman.

What if, instead, he
was quoting B-movies?

Wouldn't you want to study them?

(screaming)

He's her brother, he kills teenagers.
That's it? No twists? No mystery?

It's supposed to be scary.

(screaming)

The mother of a child who's drowned
suffers an extreme emotional displacement.

She adopts the hockey-mask persona
until she avenges the death of her son.

You have hockey, you have
young men, you have her son.

Where does it go from here?

A lot of people get killed?

- (screaming)
- Oh.

Krueger's acting out a childhood trauma,
by targeting sexually promiscuous teens.

He's either the child of a
mentally unstable parentage,

or a rape victim. Or both.

He was the bastard son
of a thousand maniacs.

It's as if our case is in one of these
movies. They always happen on the holidays.

And Saturday is Halloween.

The victims are always some smug
person who thinks they'll never die.

And the leading lady
is always attacked last.

Exactly.

You know, we should quietly put
some security around Ramona Tangent.

Precautions never work. If
we follow the movie model,

- if you try to protect yourself...
- Then you die.

You know, if we shut
that movie down, and the

killer realises he's
in a slasher movie...

Then he'll return here tonight
to attack the movie crew.

And the whole
crew is in this hotel.

- Come on.
- Mr Black?

I thought you didn't
carry a gun any more.

- First floor's quiet.
- Copy.

So, what kind of movies
do you like, Mr Black?

- Detective movies.
- Oh. "The Enforcer" is my favourite...

(scream, then a thud)

- Mr Black, there's someone on the roof.
- I'm on my way.

Agent Hollis?

Freeze!

At this point in the investigation,
I began to ask myself why.

Why had four people been killed?

They died making a Hollywood
movie, a movie based on a real case

I investigated 13 years earlier.

They took enormous liberties
with the truth, and with my life,

in the name of entertainment.

Needless to say,
I'm not a critic.

I was there to solve the crime.

We are all gonna
miss Sarah Cr yer, our...

publicist. I mean,
she was a can-do gal.

She knew when to leak, when
to spin, when to just plain-out lie.

Then... Well, let's not talk about
her frankly disgusting murder.

What do you think
this is, a movie?

Four people are dead. Four.

The killer is in this room.

I know you're here.

And I'm gonna bring you to
justice even if it drives me insane,

for the third time in my life.

Are you OK? I just
came from the coroner's.

Death resulted from massive
blood loss. The weapon appears...

A large butcher
knife. Halloween.

Exactly. The corpse was
posthumously dissected with...

A machete. Friday the 13th.

And there's no useful
forensic evidence.

There's no fingerprints,
no assailant's DNA.

This guy is a genius. He's
ahead of us on every move.

Uh, ladies and gentlemen,
the murder's been solved.

- What?
- Filming will continue!

I'm Hector Leachman. I did it.

This is not your man.

I've seen this guy before.
He was one of the extras.

You said it was one of ours.

Hector, what kind of gun did you
use in the bowling alley murders?

- You do not have to answer...
- Hey.

It was a .38. It's all right
here in my confessional.

No one got shot. No one
died in a bowling alley.

Um... excuse me. Uh, Mr Mayor?

We're spending a million dollars in your
town, and we brought you the murderer.

I don't know what
his problem is...

The killer's still at large.
If he strikes again...

Need I remind you the FBI
is here in a support capacity?

The written
confession satisfies me.

Then, uh, I guess the
filming can continue. Hm.

You're right. There was
nothing like this at the Academy.

Ted Bundy described the experience of
killing like watching himself in a movie.

Were there any horror movies on the night
Lew Carroll or Marta Danbury were killed?

Mr Black, that's it.
Psycho was on cable.

The shower murder fits perfectly.
What about when Neiderman was killed?

The Hitcher was on pay-per-view.

- Sarah Cr yer died on Wednesday.
- Halloween was playing.

A corpse drops out of a door.

Tonight... is Motel Hell.

A classic. Farmer
Vincent never kills quickly.

He keeps his victims half-dead
until he can make them into sausage.

Then we have a chance.

- (woman) A mark.
- (Rowdy) Action.

(as Frank) This is important.
Was Bobby a big fan of KISS?

No. He liked The Ramones.

Then we can conclude that the
Madman Maniac is a KISS fan.

"We drive you wild."

"You drive us crazy."

They play here
tomorrow. He will be there.

Cut! Magic. Fantastic.

(woman) We lost power.

(Frank) Head for the exit.
Get everyone off the set.

Get out! Go, go, go!

(man) Oh, God, no!

Hugo.

Gaffers.

Vocal cords are severed.
A quote from Motel Hell.

Call for backup.

(coughing)

No! Please, don't kill
me. Please, don't kill me.

He's still here. He's
just tried to kill me.

You're all right.

So Hugo Winston kills the
movie people and hangs himself.

I knew Hugo in 1985.

I'm not buying this
transition from football

captain to voyeuristic
anthropophagiac.

But we saw him. What
would convince you?

An autopsy. With some physical
evidence that he's been eating human flesh.

We'll get that later.

What if it is someone else?

Then he'll attack the film
crew with the same MO.

What's on television tonight?

It's Halloween. There are horror-movie
marathons on every channel.

- I'm going to the set.
- I'll go with you.

No.

Turn on the television. And
don't take your eyes off that TV.

You keep watching that tube
until we put this guy in custody.

- I'll be in constant contact.
- Good.

Come on, Tommy. Unlock the door.

(screaming)

- (Rowdy) Everything's looking good.
- (man) Follow spots are in place.

Let's get that
smoke ball out here.

OK.

- Emma Hollis.
- Agent Hollis? What do I look for?

A new movie just came on.

A man in a human skin
mask wielding a chain saw.

Thanks.

171 stitches. You saved
my life, man. Thanks.

So, the final scene.
You know what happens?

- No, but you're gonna tell me.
- Right. KISS is playing.

And I'm you. And the maniac is here,
right? And I almost get him, and then...

he hangs himself. Just
like in the real story.

It's practically a documentary.

- Break a leg.
- Thanks, man.

(Rowdy) Let's go. Time is money.
First team, ready? Sound, ready?

- (man) Ready!
- All right. Standing by.

- (man) Move that crane back.
- (mania?) Crane is moving.

(Rowdy) We're ready to roll,
people. And playback. And... action!

"(I" Psycho Circus')

Cut!

Magic. Fantastic.

All right, let's set up for the
next shot, people. Quickly.

Get me down. I feel
like a sack of potatoes.

(Rowdy) Get him down.

Agent Hollis? No human
skin mask, no chain saw.

It's all typical slasher fare
so far, except for The Omen.

- What could he copy?
- So far, a decapitation by glass

and a suicidal hanging at
a children's birthday party.

I'll keep my eyes open.

(man) And playback.

(I "Psycho Circus" plays back)

- (Rowdy) Action.
- (Screaming)

(phone rings)

- Agent Hollis?
- No, Sheriff Neuenschwander.

Coroner's completed the autopsy.

(phone rings)

Emma Hollis.

I just spoke with the
sheriff. Hugo did do it.

Human metacarpal fragments were
recovered from his digestive tract.

Thank God.

It's kinda crazy, isn't
it, that such a grisly

discovery would be a
relief? Don't you think?

Yeah. Yeah, sometimes it is.

- Take the evening off. You've earned it.
- Thanks. I will.

(screams)

- I talked to him two minutes ago.
- I don't think so, pal.

It's like we're in a movie. The leading
lady dies last. Where's Ramona?

- She's over there. She's fine.
- Agent Hollis.

(engaged tone)

(knocking)

- Coming.
- (Bianca as Frank) It's Frank Black.

Hugo's not our killer. The
autopsy results were faked.

- Come on in.
- Trick or treat.

- What, no treat?
- (chain saw)

(Bianco as sheriff)
Hey. Why don't you come

on out, honeybunch?
Sheriff Fritz'|| save you.

(Bianca as Frank) I can be
anyone you want me to be.

If you don't like him, try me.

You know I wouldn't hurt you.

I see what the killer sees.

Because I'm the killer.

And the cop, and the butcher, and
the baker, and the candlestick maker.

Agent Hollis.

- Mr Black, watch out.
- (gunshot)

Mr Black?

- (Frank) Drop your gun.
- (Bianca as Frank) Drop your gun.

Wanted to be like you, Frank.

I wanted to see
what the killer sees.

People die so you
can play a part.

No. Not all of them. Just
the first couple of victims.

But by killing them I
learned something important.

Really?

I really like killing people.

And now I know what you know.

You know, pain
means nothing to me.

(Frank) The autopsy proved
Marc Bianca acted alone.

Why, then, did the crime scenes
suggest there were two offenders?

Even during the commission of a
heinous crime, he was in character.

It was Bianca's uncanny ability to
completely immerse himself in a role.

A talent never
seen before or since.

Some of the crime scene
reflected his personality,

and some, the
character he was playing.

Either he was the
greatest actor the world

had ever known, or he
was completely deranged.

If you want a good movie for
Halloween night, rent Madman Maniac.

Judge for yourself. I
give it two thumbs up.

Two severed thumbs.

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