Eyes of Laura Mars Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1978
- 104 min
- 751 Views
There's a very interesting case
of a woman...
...in France who had
something similar.
What happened?
She died in an insane asylum.
-Good morning, Miss Mars.
-Good morning, Tommy.
Maybe you shouldn't talk
It might just go away.
Big boys!
Look at that.
Is that fabulous?
That's the fourth I've seen today.
They're all over the city.
They'll be so famous we won't
be able to afford them anymore.
You'll find a way.
Miss Mars, I don't know if the cops
told you any of this...
Let's talk about this some other time.
Mr. Phelps here has things
he'd like to tell you about me...
...but I'd rather tell you them myself.
-What things?
-This isn't the time.
I'm trying very hard to keep
my cards on the table...
-...and myself on the street.
-Bad timing.
I did a bit.
I mean I've been in prison.
What did you do?
I was in for armed robbery
and assault with a deadly weapon.
-And I have some prior arrests.
-Jesus! Spare us the soap opera.
You knew that when you
hired me for Miss Mars.
But what kind of deadly...
You did? You knew that?
Why is that so amazing? You can't
just talk about rehabilitation.
I believe in giving people a chance.
You believe in spit.
And I'm not putting up with...
-I'm not putting up with this...
-Wait!
Five minutes ago, you sat in
this car and tried to railroad me!
-Are you going to let him...
-Wait a minute!
I don't want to hear anymore.
-I'm sorry.
-I'm sorry.
That's it.
Both of you leave me alone!
" Both of you"?
" Both of you."
Me and your driver.
I'll do some straightening up down here.
Be up in a minute.
Don't forget the flowers.
They're at the regular place.
-The Greek's?
-Yes.
-I'm sorry if I caused you problems...
-No, Tommy, I'm sorry.
It's a difficult time
for all of us...
...so could we just keep
working together?
-You can count on me for that.
You don't need that.
Thanks, Tommy.
Donald!
Laura!
What is it?
-He's up there.
-What?
-He's up there.
-Who?
I saw him looking at me.
Darling, I know what you're
going through. I feel for you.
But there's a lot of money involved.
I don't care about the money.
And there is the ad agency.
They've got print dates to meet.
Bert is depending on you.
Forget about the clients!
Okay, you're right.
What are we, monsters?
Let's wrap this thing, go home
and wait for the killer to strike again.
Really, you're right.
I'm sorry.
I thought if you kept busy...
You really know how to
manipulate me, don't you?
Manipulate.
" Manipulate" is just
a little bit paranoid.
And to be f rank, I'm beginning
to get the message...
...that you don't really
trust me anymore.
Look, get them ready.
Let's shoot.
Put them in the sink
and wet them down.
Don't disappear.
-Rita?
-Good morning.
The eyes are perfect.
Keep them soft. Don't change.
-Morning.
-Good morning.
Anna.
Cover her shoulder.
Cover it completely.
John...
...will I get enough height
on Anna's tail?
Sure, definitely. Once I brush it,
it'll be completely f ull.
Michele's eye. Cover it.
Okay, I saw that. I'll do it.
Perfect. Much better.
I don't like the pink.
Lulu, it likes you.
-lt's perfect.
-Really?
Really.
I got this for you, man.
A stolen flower.
How nice.
Here I am, girls.
-Hi, Laura.
-Hi, Jim.
You're in the pool, dead.
For a hundred bucks an hour...
There.
You want the eyes opened or closed?
Your head over.
Eyes open. Wide.
-Where do you want the blood?
-There.
That's enough.
That's enough!
Here's your gun.
Give it to Lulu.
Here you go. Be caref ul.
All right, kill the shoot.
Wrap it up. That's it.
Try and pick it up tomorrow.
Do you ever have any warning
when this happens to you?
It terrifies me.
I find myself waiting
for it to happen.
Maybe that's what does it.
People who are af raid of
having an anxiety attack...
...can bring one on just
by being af raid of it.
It's not an anx...
-You don't believe me.
I've been talking to your associates.
They say you're overworked.
-Overworked?
-Yeah.
Overworked?
Am I hallucinating all of this?
Tell me it's all a dream.
Tell me that Doris is still alive.
Tell me Elaine is still
happily involved with Michael.
Overworked!
I'm leaving now with Bert.
Lock up, will you?
-Tommy'll wait for you.
-That's not necessary.
I'll take a taxi.
I'm sorry.
I'll call you.
I think I can show you what I mean.
About what?
About what I'm seeing.
Look through that.
Now if you...
...think of that camera...
...as the eyes of the killer...
...what you're seeing through that lens
is what the killer sees.
It's on the monitor there.
When it happens to me...
...I can't see...
...what's in f ront of me.
What I see...
...is that.
Do you understand?
Let me try.
It looks like f un.
What?
Is that how I look?
Like that?
I think that's how you look.
I look like a damn cop,
is what I look like.
No, it's...
May I ask you a few questions
about what's been happening?
It makes me nervous.
Why is he killing my f riends?
Why is he after me? Why me?
A variety of things might attract
him to you and to your associates.
It could be a person
who's jealous of your success.
in his own loony way...
...feels your work is promoting
porno and decadence...
...and he has a mission
to clean up the world.
It could be a person who is outraged
about being seen in your book.
Whoever it was...
...was here this afternoon...
...and he was looking for me.
You know, I find all of this...
...very interesting...
I'm gonna double
I'd advise you to stay
indoors as much as possible.
Goodbye.
Hey, John, you need
a little help with anything?
I can handle these subjects alone.
Thank you.
Feeney, get the hell out of here!
What a creep.
Did either of you ever receive
a threatening or obscene phone call...
...in relation to your work
with Miss Mars?
I got a few letters.
Did you get more than one
f rom anyone?
I don't think so.
Do you remember things they said?
The tone?
Oh, yeah.
Or anything specific?
Any specific quotations?
" Even though I'm so ugly
and I have pimples...
I'm so ugly that you would spit at me
if I ever talked to you..."
-Do I have to go on?
-I get the picture.
-I kept mine.
-What?
Can you bring them
so I can read them?
And I can read them too?
Sure. Yeah.
All right.
-Any more questions, officer?
-No, ma'am. This is very fine.
Either one of you need a ride home?
Hey, Feeney, get back in here.
Taxi.
-Anything doing?
-She's still up there working.
-Hey, thanks.
-See you.
Lulu!
-This is Lulu...
-And Michele.
We're not home, so go to hell!
But if you're not a horny creep,
leave a message at the beep!
That was so dumb!
Senseless violence,
unrelenting, inex cusable...
...hatef ul violence,
is once more unleashed.
Each one of us has some purpose
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