Basket Case Page #2

Well, why not you put

whatever that is down,

take off your shirt,

step in there and see.

So, what did he give you?

48 hours to live?

No. We just had a nice chat.

- Was he surprised?

- Oh, yeah. Very.

Anyway. Coming back to what

we were talking about before,

I get off here tonight at 7:00.

Feeling keen?

Well, I'd like to...

But I can't.

Not tonight.

Can't say I didn't try.

- Can I call you tomorrow?

- 233-3000.

He doesn't have hours on Wednesday.

I have the whole day free.

- Where do you live?

- I'll write it down.

It's all the way downtown.

Why are we whispering?

- I don't want him to hear.

- Who? Does the doctor?

I'll see you later.

Lifflander.

Not now.

Not yet.

Save it.

- That was delicious.

- So are you.

Come on, have some more!

No, really.

I've had enough.

Nonsense!

We're just beginning.

Listen, if I have any more,

I won't be liable to...

That's alright, I like you drunk.

You're cute when you slobber.

Sh*t!

Excuse me for a minute, love.

Dr. Kutter speaking.

- This is Needleman.

- Who?

Harold, I thought I made it clear,

you weren't to call me again, ever.

You remember Lifflander?

From Glens Falls?

Well, a few days ago he left a

message on my answering service

that I was to get in touch with him.

- So?

- So...

So today, a young man comes to see me,

about 20 years old, using a phony name,

and nothing's wrong with him,

except he's from Glens Falls

and he has a deep scar

running down his right side.

Please Harold, I'm in

the middle of dinner.

But what he said about Lifflander?

I've been trying to get

him and I get no answer.

And this kid says it's

because Lifflander is dead!

Murdered!

Cut in half!

Calm down now, Harold

and pay attention. Ready?

Neither of us know any Dr. Lifflander

and neither of us have

ever been in Glens Falls.

But one of us wants to get

back to her dinner. Good night!

Sorry about that Cuddles.

Now, where were we?

Are you leaving now

or should I lock up?

No, I'll be a while, but...

go and lock up anyway.

Okay.

See you on Thursday.

She just left.

He's in there alone.

Don't forget the adress book.

Hurry up.

I'll be outside.

Did you get his address book?

Great!

Kutter is listed. He's got

her address. We're in luck.

I brought you some goodies.

But first, breakfast.

I also got you a surprise.

But don't look till I'm ready.

I don't see any reason why

you need to come with me today.

I'm just going to case

Kutter's apartment.

I gotta find out if she's home

or when she'll be back.

Maybe I can find

out where she works.

It's going to be dull.

So I figured you'd have

a better time here...

with this!

Great, huh?

Got it on 14th Street.

Even has a guarantee.

Listen, I don't know

how long I'll be,

but if you get tired of watching

TV, I also got you the paper.

See you later!

I got to get these boots off.

My feet are killing me!

That was a rare thrill!

Every time the wind blew,

I thought I was going to collapse.

Listen...

Don't get mad or anything, but...

I really don't want to see the city.

I just said that as an excuse to see you.

You're not mad?

You dummy!

I suggested we tour this city for the

same reason you went along with it.

I wanted to be with you too.

- You did?

- Duane!

I know an awful lot of guys, Duane,

but you're...

different.

Don't you have girls upstate?

Well, I keep pretty

much to myself.

You're a dying breed, Duane.

- What the hell is going on in here?

- Sounds like an animal.

- Why don't you check it out, man?

- It's wrecking up the place, man.

Alright now, check it out!

In here!

In here!

What the hell is going on up there?

Come! Let's go!

I trying to get some sleep, but

that guy above me, he's gone crazy!

I know, I know.

I gotta get some sleep!

Get out of the way, will you!

Come on, let me through!

Get out of the way!

In here!

In here!

Come on,

back up, please.

Back off!

Move back! Huh.

What the hell going on here?

Looks like a God damn

bomb hit this place!

Where is the kid?

He went out earlier today.

Well, no one came out of here,

I've been standing here all the time.

All the while it was being wrecked.

Someone's got to be in here!

Unless they climbed out the window,

because this just doesn't make any sense.

- These things couldn't get thrown around

by themselves... - Come on, out, out.

I heard them screaming, they couldn't

have gotten out without me seeing them.

I mean, I was the first one here and

I've been leaning right against the door

and no one came out.

Which means they're still in

here. Somewhere in here.

Well, whoever was in

here, he ain't here now.

But that's impossible!

- Oh really. You see anybody?

- There is something wrong in here.

- I know there is something!

- Come on. Donovan! Donovan!

Come on Donovan! Come on.

Let's go! Break it up.

I don't want anybody

congregating around the hallway.

Come on, get back to your room.

There's nothing here to see any more.

Come on! Go back to your rooms!

Come on, move it!

Come on O'Donovan.

No, I'm going to my room.

I'm going to lie down for a while.

All right, everybody!

Come on, break it up!

Get out of here, let's go. Come on, guys.

Back to your room. Please, let's go.

Nothing happened.

Nothing happened.

Look, if this happens again...

I don't know.

What do I know?

I only rent the place. Why

should anybody tell me anything?

I don't know nothing. Why should

I know everything? No reason for it.

Duane, are you all right?

Move it!

Got to get back.

Duane, wait!

Duane!

Down here! Please hurry.

I don't know what's going on!

Oh, God!

Alright, clear the lobby.

Come on.

- Come on, Marlin, outside. Let's go!

- What happened?

Someone killed O'Donovan

and ripped him to pieces.

- They just carried him away.

- But the culprit was scaring everyone.

- You can't come in here!

- But I only want...

Get out of here!

- You heard what they said?

He killed O'Donovan! - Who?

I don't want him kill you!

Thanks. You've been very helpful.

We'll probably have more questions...

Would you hold it a minute?

- Do you live here?

- Yes

- What's your name?

- Duane Bradley.

- How long you been out, Duane?

- Since this morning.

- Do you have pets? Any animals in there?

- No, nothing. Why?

Oh, one of your neighbors,

a Mr Brian Mickey O'Donovan

was murdered a few hours ago.

And we're just questioning

everybody in the building.

- Mind if we come in?

- No.

Duane, right before the murder,

some of the tenants claim to have

heard noises coming from this room.

Like someone on a rampage.

- Any idea who it was?

- No, I don't know. I was out.

What happened?

That was an accident. It happened last

night. We went out for burgers, and...

We?

No, me. Just me.

And you don't own any pets?

No dogs or anything?

No.

What's in the basket?

Nothing...

Duane, where are you from?

Upstate. Glens Falls. Upstate.

Do you always leave

money lying around like that?

Uh, must have

fallen off the dresser.

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