Death Wish
- R
- Year:
- 1974
- 93 min
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Hold it right there.
Hold it again.
Come on, Paul.
One more.
- You won't show those to anyone.
- Why? You've got a prime figure.
- You really have.
- That's a euphemism for "fat."
Wanna go back to the hotel?
We're too civilized.
I remember when we weren't.
But we'll go back to the hotel.
I don't wanna go back home.
Passengers on TW 76
from Honolulu to New York...
... should proceed from the check-in
counter to boarding.
Wanna know what was happening
while you were living it up in Maui?
There were 15 murders the
first week and 21 last week.
That's a lot.
Decent people will have to
live elsewhere.
You mean, people who can afford to.
Christ. You're such
a bleeding-heart liberal.
For the underprivileged, yeah.
The underprivileged
are beating our brains out.
I say, stick them
in concentration camps.
- Henry.
- Hello.
I'm running cost and profit on the
Jainchill development in Arizona.
Based on the figures, I don't see how
Blueridge can underwrite 50 percent.
Jainchill has been very successful
in a small way.
I suggest you send a man down from our
San Francisco office to step it out...
...redesign it if necessary.
Because that's a high risk
for the acreage involved.
I'll talk to Ing about it.
Thanks, Paul.
Oh, how does it feel to be back
in the war zone after Hawaii?
Good until I ran into Sam and he
delivered the crime rates statistics.
We need more cops than people.
You'll have to find other options.
No one could pay the taxes.
$2.17.
Would you have these delivered, Mary?
Hey, I'm gonna do a thing.
- Sh*t, man, got business.
- Let's go, man.
I'll get it.
Who is it?
Groceries, ma'am.
Nobody gets hurt. Don't move.
- What do you want?
- You know what we want.
- You won't hurt us?
- Not if you got money.
Nobody, nobody.
Look at the artiste doing his art.
Ain't that beautiful?
- My purse is in the kitchen.
- Stand still.
We'll do as they say, Carol.
Where's your purse?
You only got 4 bucks.
I got 3 and 2 bits.
You gonna get the sh*t
kicked out of you.
- It's all we have.
- Rich people like you? We want money!
It's true! That's all we have!
- Wanna get f***ed?
- No!
I'm gonna stab you in the ass.
Leave her alone!
Goddamn rich c*nt!
I kill rich c*nts!
Mother's getting the sh*t
kicked out of her.
Let's screw this one.
- No, man. Let's travel.
- No, man, let me paint her ass.
I'll show you how to paint.
I'm gonna pee into her mouth.
Pee into her mouth.
I hope she likes my paintbrush.
Swallow all that pink, honey.
Open her goddamn mouth!
Eat it, b*tch!
I'm gonna bust her mouth!
Mother's going for the phone!
Sh*t! Let's split.
Will you get my wife
on the phone, please?
Mr. Kersey's office.
- Is it my wife?
- No, sir, it's your son-in-law.
Hello, Jack.
Dad. Dad, we got trouble.
You and Carol?
Don't tell me about it.
No...
...it's Mom and Carol. They're taking
them to emergency receiving.
- What the hell for?
- I don't know.
The police just called.
- What's happening?
- I don't know any more.
I'm going to the hospital.
Meet me there.
- How are they?
- I don't know, I just got here.
You know anything?
Were they cut, stabbed, what?
No, sir. Just beat up.
This is Officer Joe Charles.
He came in the ambulance.
- They gonna be all right?
- I told him all I know.
If there's anything I can do,
ask for me at the 21st Precinct.
Come on, Dad.
What did they tell you?
- Not much.
- Well, what?
- They beat them both up.
- Who did? Why?
Take it easy.
I'm just as rattled as you.
The officer said
Carol wasn't making sense.
Maybe three men. She opened the door
thinking it was the delivery boy.
Jesus. God.
When are we gonna know something?
They know we're here?
The nurses know.
I spoke to one of them.
There's a man over there,
he's bleeding and nobody comes.
Nurse, what happened
to my wife and daughter?
- A doctor will see you after his exam.
- We've been waiting a long time.
It hasn't been that long.
Just two or three minutes.
- Mr. Toby?
- Yes.
Your wife is all right.
We've sedated her.
My name is Paul Kersey.
How's my wife?
I'm sorry, she died
a few minutes ago, Mr. Kersey.
Almighty God, we commend to you
our neighbor, Joanna...
...trusting your mercy and believing
in the resurrection to eternal life...
...through our
Lord Jesus Christ, amen.
Almighty God, Father of the whole
family in heaven and on earth...
...stand by those who sorrow...
...that on your strength,
they may be upheld...
...and believe the good news
of life beyond life...
...through Jesus Christ, our Lord.
Amen.
I'm going back with Sam and Adel.
They go right by my place.
- Don't you wanna come to our apartment?
- It's time I went to my own.
Baby?
Baby?
I'm going back with Sam.
You get plenty of rest.
She'll be all right, Dad.
Residents will need time to dig
themselves out of a snowstorm...
... that's taking many counties
by surprise.
In New York City, light snow flurries
lingering till midnight...
- Turn that off.
- Why haven't you found my dog?
He's vital to my income. He paints
marvelous pictures with his paws.
- Yes?
- Where can I find Officer Charles?
- What's your business?
- I'm Paul Kersey.
Couple days ago my wife and daughter
were attacked. He was on the scene.
Is Joe Charles there,
or has he gone on duty yet?
Someone out here
wants to talk to him.
Have a seat, he'll be right out.
- Came up from behind me.
Do I have a description?
- The man came from behind me.
- You didn't see who it was?
- Hello, Mr. Kersey.
- Officer Charles.
Any information on the people
who attacked my family?
I'll take you
to the detective in charge.
Lieutenant, this is Paul Kersey, case
Mr. Kersey.
I'm going on duty now,
so I'll leave you.
Will you have a seat?
Have you found out anything?
Supermarket security and one of the
checkers remembers three characters.
But they haven't been able
to pick the faces out of a mug book.
- How is your daughter, Mr. Kersey?
- She's under doctor's sedation.
But today I had the funeral for
my wife and she was able to make that.
Your daughter
didn't give much information.
We wish she would take a look
at the mug books.
Did she refuse?
Her husband asked us to wait. But
the sooner she looks at the books...
...the better chance she has
of recalling their faces.
I'll talk to my son-in-law,
see what can be done.
I'd appreciate that.
Is there any chance
of catching these men?
There's a chance, sure.
Just a chance?
I'd be less than honest
if I gave you more hope.
In the city, that's the way it is.
I thought you were asleep.
Are you getting
the most out of life?
Are you satisfied,
fulfilled, happy?
Our bank has helped many
to a better future.
- Morning, Mr. Kersey.
- Morning.
Give me $20 in quarters, please.
- Morning, Paul.
- Morning.
You really are tough.
I told Ives you'd come in.
I said you're not the kind to leave
pieces of his life lying around.
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