Dressed to Kill Page #2

Why do you have to be here?

I made Mike bring me.

He's uh... identifying the...

My Mom wouldn't be dead

if I had come with her.

Oh, you shouldnt feel responsible

for your mother's death.

If you talk about it,

I might be able to help you.

Do you know who killed her?

No.

Then you cant help, can you?

Not now maybe but later,

if you want someone to talk to about

all this... ask your father to...

No, no, no, he's not my father.

My father was killed in Viet Nam.

Take this you can call me anytime

I'm always there all day long.

I'm usually there.

Okay Doctor, let's talk for a minute.

Call me.

She was picked up by Lockman

at the museum.

She spent the afternoon at his place

and was chopped up in the elevator

on her way out.

That girl out there saw the murder.

That's terrible...

Do you know who it is?

Some broad!

A woman.

Yeah... Miss Blake didn't get

a great look at her face

cause she had on these big sunglasses.

Is there anything I can do to help?

Yeah... when you spoke with Mrs. Miller.

Did she say she was gonna meet anybody?

No.

Did she leave your office with anybody?

No.

What was she seeing you for?

Oh nothing too serious. She was having

some problems with her marriage

and I was helping her work them out.

What kind of problem!

Are you married Detective Marino?

Yeah.

Children?

Two sons.

When was the last time you had

inter course with your wife?

Now what the f*** is it to you?

That's exactly how I feel about your

questions concerning Mrs. Miller.

Oh hey look, Doctor.

We got a brutally murder woman here...

who passed the point of being

embarrassed by anything U might tell me

I guess youre right.

I'm sorry, but I'm just not used to

discussing the patient's case

with outsiders.

I'm not an outsider I'm a cop.

Now let's make it easy for you.

Was she looking to get killed?

You mean was she suicidal?

Yeah.

No.

No... uh... so uh, why did she pick up

this Lockman character up?

He could've been the killer.

But he wasn't.

Yeah but the next guy might have been.

You know, if at first you don't succeed

Do you think she wanted to get killed.

Don't you? Mm?

Look we got some hot pants broad

cruising around for some action...

that guy she picked up went down on her

in a cab, for Christ's sake...

I got a blow by low description from

the cabby... ahhh...

After she finishes with him, she comes

on to some weirdo in the elevator?

Hey, there's all kinds of ways to

get killed in this city,

if you're looking for it.

Well... yes she did have a problem

about her sexual worth.

And this morning...

She asked me if I was attracted to her.

Yeah, but you're not a psycho.

You do know some though,

don't you Doc?

Yes of course.

I do some work it Bellevue.

Hey, uh, could she have met one of

the nuts in your office?

I mean some kind of weirdo she could've

turned on that might have followed her?

The term we use

Detective Marino is not weirdo

but a person suffering from emotional

dysfunction and a problem of maladaption

And they never come to my office.

Are you sure,

How about new patient?

I mean how do you know how nuts

they are until you see 'em?

Well of course that's possible,

but it's hardly likely...

Doctor, you're not protecting

one of your patients now, are you?

Absolutely not.

Well Doc, you've got to

look at it my way.

See, we got no leads,

except a witness out there...

Who maybe... should take a look at

all your patients

that were around that morning.

And that way I can be absolutely sure

that my uh... weirdo

isn't your person suffering from

emotional dysfunctions and problems

of maladaption.

Peter, come on. Let's go home.

Okay Doctor, I'm sorry, you're not more

uh, cooperative which means that

I'm just gonna have to waste some time

in getting a court order

to check out your appointment book.

I'm sorry too but I feel I must protect

the confidentiality of my patients.

Oh, of course, we're just

two professionals doing our job huh?

It's too bad we can't work together.

Come on... thank you very much for

your help, I'll be in touch.

Yes, thanks for waiting,

this is the answering service.

Would you care to leave a message?

Yes, I would. This is Dr. Elliott.

How do spell that?

E double l io double t.

What is the message?

Would you please say that

I would very much like to see her

and could she call me at my office.

So, Miss Blake.

Uh, are you still living at

That's right.

Mmm... Tell me, how did you happen to be

in that building that

Mrs. Miller was killed in?

I was visiting a friend.

And who was that?

Well... it's sort of embarrassing.

I'd rather not say.

Why?

He's married.

Ohhh... what kind of building is this,

huh?

Everybody's getting laid after lunch.

I didn't say I was getting laid,

to use your expression.

What's the matter huh?

I'm a little crude for you uh?

That's right.

Aw look Miss Blake,

let's cut this sh*t, huh?

I got all the dope on you right here.

Uh does this look familiar, uh?

Uh, let me see... March 5th.

Charged, Disorderly conduct...

Solicitation for the purpose

of prostitution.

Arresting Officer Durham... apprehended

at the Park Avenue Hotel.

Oooo... classy arrest.

Thank you.

Let's face it, you're a whore, huh?

Or a Park Avenue whore,

but you're still a whore.

Now, who were you f***ing?

F*** you!

No... f*** you...

Hey, you're no witness,

you're a suspect!

Uh, what are you talking about?

We got a murder weapon with a nice set

of your prints on it.

Hey that's bullshit!

Why would I want to kill her?

You were there with the razor.

You tell me!

I told you, there was a blond woman

in the elevator...

Yeah except nobody else saw this blond

woman enter or leave the building.

Uh, you didn't notice if she had wings,

did you?

She was in the elevator. I saw her.

So what were you doing there?

I had a job.

Who?

You want me to get in trouble don't you

You are in trouble.

Hey, I didn't kill her.

So who were you f***ing?

Ted... I didn't get his last name...

he's from out of town.

Oh... Oh well that's great... yeah...

from out of town... oh... that's almost

as good as the Blonde from the elevator

it's true. He was standing right

behind me, so the elevator door opens

and that... woman inside...

all cut up and bleeding.

I know all about Mrs. Miller.

We got her downstairs.

But what about this Blonde?

Did he see her too?

I don't know.

Well... er... Miss Miss Blake,

you're gonna save you a lot of trouble

by finding this uh,

this Ted from out of town

and getting him in town and down town

and in here

to sign this statement as to exactly

what he saw and when he saw it.

How the hell am I supposed to

know where he is?

Well if you can't find him,

I sure can't.

And anyway, you got a lot better

motivation than I do... your ass.

Now get the hell outta here.

I'm giving you 28 hours.

And don't try to blow town.

I'll be keeping tabs on you.

Norma?

Liz... Where the hell have you been?

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