Burglar Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1987
- 103 min
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I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I told you.
Let's calm down
now, ok?
You b*tch!
Ray--
you lousy b*tch!
Ray!
That's it!
That's it!
I'm reopening the case!
You'll be the state prison
boxing champion again!
You hear me!
Look! give me
a break, ray.
A week!.
I'll get you
2 fur coats!
Damn it!
Damn it!
Hi.
Oh, god!
I'm sorry.
I was out of town.
Oh, Carson!
Look at me.
Don't.
Don't worry
about that.
This is like
a terrible nightmare.
You've got
to get me out of here.
Please, please,
get me out of here.
They fingerprinted me.
They undressed me.
I'm wearing
cotton underwear!
The kind that comes
up to here!
Sit down.
Come on, please.
Did my guy bates
do ok?
Well, he came. He just
said you were coming.
He didn't say anything.
Who is he?
A lawyer
in my firm.
He's a child.
He's 27.
And those pictures!
Those
dreadful pictures!
Who's going to see
those pictures?
Let me tell you what's
going on, all right?
They're going to keep you here
because they think
the murder weapon
came from your office.
It's some kind
of a dental tool.
I know all that.
Probable cause.
What is that?
that maybe--
no, how long?
They can only keep you
for 72 hours.
Well,
how long is that?
What?
How many days?
That's, uh...
It's, uh...
Oh, Christ.
3 days.
3 days.
Jesus Christ!
I'm going to
die in here!
I'll choke
on my underwear!
Have you smelled
this place?
It's like a goddamn
clorox factory!
Cynthia,
listen to me, please.
You are not going
to die in here.
You didn't kill
Christopher, right?
Of course I didn't
kill him.
Then I'll get you out,
so don't worry, ok?
Huh!
Now, you told them
nothing, right?
No.
Good.
I mean no.
I did tell them
something.
What?
I told them
the other day
I was talking
to a patient of mine,
and I was telling her
how Christopher
just leaves
all this jewelry
all over the apartment
for anybody to steal.
A black woman, ok?
What are you saying?
That Christopher caught her
in the act, and she--
the police said
there was a burglary.
They did?
Mm-hmm. closet door
was broken into.
The alarm system
was tampered with.
I didn't know that.
Well, hell!
You're always
out of town!
What did the guy
call this?
An elevator.
Jeez.
You use this
to pull teeth out?
No wonder
they put you to sleep.
Hell of a murder weapon.
Just punch the guy.
What did you say
the address was again?
What's this?
It says here, "residence."
What do you think?
You want to go in?
What is this?
It says here,
"place of business."
What do you think?
You want to go in?
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
I'm gonna call
the department of corrections.
Maybe our friend
has a record.
...swept part
of the bay area today.
Bernice:
ok, Mrs. kirschman,if ray comes in,
would you ask him
to call me, please?
I got to apologize
for something.
All right, then.
Thanks. bye-bye.
[Telephone rings]
Carl?
Miss rhodenbarr,
my name is Carson verrill.
I'm Dr. sheldrake's lawyer,
Really?
Why is that?
Uh, yeah.
I got to tell you,
Mr. verrill,
it doesn't look real
good for me tonight.
Uh-huh.
Yeah, I understand.
Look, I'll, uh,
I'll call you.
Ok? yeah, bye.
[Humming]
Open up!
Police!
[Banging]
Police!
let us in!
We have
an arrest warrant!
What do you
want to do?
She was on the phone
2 minutes ago.
Eiaighh!
[Bang]
Oh!
Oh!
Look out!
Oh!
[Crash]
Come on through!
You sure you got
a warrant on this?
Yes! I am sure!
Wrong address.
Those are
the wrong addresses.
This is
the right address.
Ok, ok.
This is amazing.
[Siren]
What are you
doing here?
I'm just looking.
Get out of here.
What's going on
up there?
It's nothing
to you. Go!
I don't have to go.
This is a free country,
and I pay taxes.
Aah!
That's hot!
Watch out!
It's hot!
[Alarm rings]
[Alarm continues]
[Alarm stops]
Thank god.
I've never seen
anything like this.
Ok, search
the entire place.
What are we
looking for?
Jewelry, burglary tools,
dope, what else?
A black woman.
A black woman.
Christ, I hope we got
the right address.
Hi.
And I just
did the floors.
Ain't this
a b*tch.
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Bernie?
Nod or something.
Am I...
Am I talking
to the correct party?
Well, this
is ridiculous.
Sit down, counselor.
Let's go someplace
we can be alone.
No.
It's your ass,
you know.
Let me explain
something to you.
The police, even
if they were idiots,
would know that the last person
to use a dental instrument
in the commission of a murder
would be a dentist.
You, on the other hand, were
in Dr. sheldrake's office
and could have very easily
picked up such an item.
Are you listening?
You're in a lot of trouble.
What do you want?
I want to know if you killed
Christopher Marshall.
All right, were you
in the apartment
when he was killed?
Did you see
or hear who did it?
Tell me. I would
really like to know.
You tell the doctor
to keep her mouth shut.
I'm afraid it's
a little late for that.
Then you tell her
if they pop me for this murder,
she's a felony accessory.
You're a lawyer.
You know that.
Are you saying
she set this up?
Come on.
Don't f*** with me, man.
Ok?
Then it's her word
against yours,
which is very bad
for you,
unless, of course,
there was
someone else
who knew about
this arrangement.
There was.
I just don't
want to involve him.
Then take a boat,
take a plane,
see Argentina.
Or find out
who really did it.
Right! conduct
an investigation
while the entire
San Francisco
police department
is looking for you.
Take my advice.
It's free.
Disappear.
P.A.:
we hope you enjoyyour visit and come back again.
Thank you.
You know...
Ray!
Telephone, ray!
Ok! all right!
Give me a break.
Goddamn phone.
Whole world's got to stop
for the goddamn phone.
Ray kirschman.
Ray, this is Bernie.
I need your help.
Just tell me exactly
why I should help you.
Listen to me.
Huh?
Ray, just listen.
You got a fur coat
for me yet?
What about that?
Huh? Huh?
I'm in serious
f***in' trouble here.
I don't want to hear
about this other sh*t.
You understand?
Huh? huh? Huh?
Sh*t!
[Hangs up]
Hello?
Hello?
Carl:
so, like, we're just goingto one bar after another?
Bernice:
that's the plan.
Looking for what?
People who knew
the dead man.
I can't
go in there.
It looks like
yuppies from hell.
Then I'll go alone.
No, wait.
Come in here.
Let's go.
One minute,
please?
Excuse me.
One minute.
If you coat your stomach
with olive oil,
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