A Stranger Is Watching Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 1982
- 92 min
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That's terrific, honey. Didn't I tell you
those things have a way of working out?
Did Mr. Lufts fix the hot water yet?
Julie?
Dad, when are you gonna be home?
I'll be there at 8 if the train's on time.
- Take care of Sharon till I get there.
- One minute, Dad.
Julie?
Julie!
Daddy, help!
Julie!
Hello?
Julie.
Julie?
Mrs. Lufts?
Anybody home?
Julie.
Don't say nothing or I kill the kid.
What was the first thing
that you noticed?
- Find anything?
- Just the note so far.
- He entered through an upstairs window.
- Right.
Steve.
The f***ing people
left my daughter all alone.
- I know how you must be feeling.
- The hell you do.
We got your wife's killer, didn't we?
We're gonna get this guy.
We're gonna get your little girl back.
How well do you know Sharon Martin?
What's that got to do
with anything?
How committed is she
to saving Ronald Thompson's life?
Could she have taken Julie?
Is it possible that she's being used
by the anti-capital-punishment people...
...as a means of saving Thompson?
No way.
Okay.
Okay. Then we're gonna treat this
as a double kidnapping.
I'll be outside.
Let me out.
Please. I can't breathe.
Listen, girlie...
...if you wanna get out of here alive,
keep your mouth shut. Understand?
I seen the window
outside was open.
I came in, went upstairs...
...and I shut it.
- That was the first I knew of it.
- Knew of what?
Nothing.
I mean, I seen the window was open,
but I didn't think nothing of it at the time.
Maybe I should've.
Do you think I should've?
Did you tell anyone
that you were going out tonight?
I can't think.
No. I don't think so.
Wait a minute.
Three, two, one.
- Peterson residence.
- Hello. Sharon Martin, please.
It's for Miss Sharon.
Who is it?
Who's calling, please?
My name's Kurner. She knows me.
Would you put her on the phone, please?
Tell him she's gone back to the city.
I'm sorry, Mr. Kurner, she just left.
She's gone back to the city.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
Come on. This van over here. Come on.
- Go watch.
- I'm going.
- Come on. Forget it.
- Come on.
Hello.
- Man, you wanna be cool with the noise?
- I'm sorry.
- What the f*** was that?
- I don't know.
- I heard it again.
- It's in there.
What the goddamn...?
Get the f*** away from that truck!
I'll kick your ass, motherfuckers!
You better run.
I'll kill you, you little sick punks!
F***ing people.
F***ing people.
Listen up, b*tch.
if you get cute. Get me?
Don't scream, don't yell or nothing.
Put this on so that no one recognizes
Move.
God, let her out of the bag...
You'll be nice to me if I do?
- I'm gonna show you some things.
- Please...
The little girl.
You can have anything you want.
I know, Sharon.
I know I can have anything I want.
Julie. Are you okay?
- I threw up.
- It's okay.
All right. Cut the sh*t.
You want to stay alive?
You just sit tight.
You don't move.
I can kill you any time I want.
I don't give a rat's ass.
What are you gonna do to us?
I'm scared.
So am I, honey.
Oh, God. So am I.
Hey, you!
- What are you doing down here?
- None of your f***ing business.
Listen, you p*ssy.
What do you got in that bag?
I got a bottle. You want a drink?
I was in the United States
Marine Corps 27 years.
I had a pension and a goddamn jeep
of my own any time I wanted it.
I don't need your bottle, p*ssy.
I bet you got no pecker.
Let's see your pecker, huh?
P*ssy.
P*ssy!
Hello?
Where?
A man on the telephone
said this would be in my mailbox.
Be careful with it, Steve.
I got your daughter and I got the girl.
You wanna see them alive,
it'll cost you $ 182,000.
Don't call the cops.
Don't play hero.
Tomorrow at 10 a. m.,
I want you to be at the phone booth...
...outside Grand Central Parkway
gas station, exit 22.
I said I'd kill this kid,
and I will if you try to job me.
Don't be stupid.
Oh, baby.
- Thank you, Mr. Perry.
- Steve, if there's anything...
Get this to the lab
and have it checked out.
Please.
Do you recognize that voice at all?
Have any idea why he mentioned
that odd sum of money?
I mean, $ 182,000.
That's exactly the amount that Julie
inherited from her mother's estate.
He could've had access to probate.
It was in the papers.
Go ahead. Pick it up.
- Hello.
- This is William Kurner.
Sorry to bother you, Mr. Peterson, but it's
imperative we interview your daughter...
...concerning the testimony
that she gave in court.
Mr. Kurner, I'm sorry.
That won't be possible.
Peterson, I understand your reluctance
to have your child undergo further trauma...
...but we're talking about a man's life.
I'll get a court order if I have to.
I've got everything...
Mr. Kurner, you can get
your court order if you want to...
...but you can't see my daughter.
- Now, listen. Wait. Peterson...
F***ing lawyers.
Mr. Peterson...
...we just wanted to say
how sorry we are.
I know.
We'll be in our room
if you need anything.
Hold it up more.
Oh, God.
- Stand back. I don't wanna hurt you.
- What are you doing?
I'm gonna try to pry... Get back here.
I'm gonna try to pry it open.
Dirty scum! Dirty scum!
Oh, my God!
- What did I tell you people?
- We didn't do anything!
- Stop. No!
- Stop it! Stop it!
Lying slut.
You understand that, Miss Sharon Martin?
I'm talking to you, you b*tch.
You never had a real man before.
A real man doesn't put up with that sh*t.
Goddamn you.
Damn you.
How much did you ask for?
- How much did you ask for?
- Money?
Yeah.
None of your business.
I'd like to know what we're worth.
When will you get the money,
do you think?
- You know what this is?
- Your science project?
It's a bomb.
You're not serious.
Hey.
Hey, don't leave us in here
with that goddamn thing!
Relax.
Stay away from the door,
and you'll be okay.
I'll be back.
It's a button.
- Julie, come here.
- What?
Help me get this stuff
off the table. Come on.
Can we move it?
It's an old dumbwaiter.
- A what?
- A dumbwaiter.
It probably goes upstairs
to a restaurant.
They must have sent their
dishes here to be cleaned.
God, I wonder if it works.
Here, stand back. Let me check it out.
Okay.
Now, I'm gonna put you in
and try and see if I can pull you up.
- Okay?
- Okay.
Oh, good girl.
Because I can't do it alone.
We'll work together.
We'll pull the rope together. Okay?
In you go.
Put your back against this wall,
and keep your knees up.
All right. Keep your hands
out of this area.
We'll pull the rope together.
Now, listen, when you get up there,
get somebody's attention.
Scream, yell, bang on the wall...
...I don't care, as long as you get
somebody's attention.
Are you ready? Okay.
Now we pull up.
Good girl.
Just work with me.
Oh, God, please let this work.
Are you okay?
Julie?
I'm okay.
Have you reached the top?
Yes.
I think so.
Can you see anything? There should be
a light or an opening up there.
There's a little door.
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