Jack's Back Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1988
- 97 min
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- Yes sir.
We were playing in a
basketball tournament
for medical students.
Seven of us went down
and came back Sunday.
Where did you stay?
At the Highland Inn.
My uncle's an assistant
manager there.
James Finchley's his name.
And Wesford was with
you the whole time?
- Yes, sir.
- He never left your sight.
Not long enough for him
to come all the way back here
and murder that girl.
Right, and we read
that all these murders
were supposed to be
the work of one man.
So if John didn't do that one,
we figure he couldn't
have done any of them.
Right.
I want to thank you
boys for coming in.
We appreciate the help.
- You're welcome, sir.
- Thanks.
Call Sam, tell
him to pick him up.
I already did a
little while ago.
They lost him.
Goddamn!
Let's go. Inside!
Who is it?
Howdy.
Did you get an eyeful, a**hole?
What?
Did you get an eyeful?
Out back, peeking
through my window.
- When?
- Just now.
Close your door and lock it.
You mean it wasn't you?
Whoever was there is gone.
What did he look like?
I don't know, I
just saw a shadow.
Why are you here?
Who's the guy in the back?
- Jack.
- Jack?
Jack killed my brother.
Who is it?
Police, Miss Moscari,
could you open up?
Isn't it a little late to be...
This is an emergency,
may we come in?
I'm not really dressed.
It's OK, we're police officers.
You were with
Richard Wesford tonight?
Yes.
Did he tell you
where he might be going,
what his plans were?
No.
What'd you talk about?
About his brother.
Do you have any
idea where he is now?
No, I don't.
If Wesford contacts you,
would you call us at
this number immediately?
He's wanted in connection
with his brother's murder.
We have reason to believe
he's emotionally
disturbed and dangerous.
His brother's dead.
Wouldn't you be disturbed?
Please call us
if he contacts you.
He's dangerous.
Thank you.
The man in the photograph's
name is Jack Pendler.
He works at the clinic with us.
Are you sure he's the man?
Do you know where he lives?
Yeah.
I'll be right back,
I'll get dressed.
- Wait-
- No.
I'm coming with you.
Wait, pull over there.
What for?
I gotta make a stop.
Where are you going?
Right across the street.
Be back in just a few
minutes, all right?
- What do you want?
- Roscoe sent me.
Beat it.
I'm on page 51.
- So?
- I need a gun.
Now what's a nice
young man like you
want with a piece?
Wedding present.
Show me something green.
You a police officer?
No.
You a Federal Marshall?
A treasury agent?
An agent of the FBI?
Good.
You look familiar.
I seen you around somewhere?
I don't know.
Watch Dynasty?
Take your pick.
You gotta be kidding me.
I don't kid about money, pal.
Come on.
I'll take this one
and a box of shells.
No bullets here.
You want bullets, try
a sporting goods store.
You're a real sweetheart.
All right, let's go.
What's the matter?
Why did we stop here?
I needed to see somebody.
I bought a gun.
What?
Listen, why don't
you give me the address
and I'll take it alone
from here, all right?
What, so you're gonna shoot him?
I couldn't shoot the
motherf***er if I wanted to.
I don't have any bullets.
No bullets.
The guy sells guns,
he doesn't sell bullets.
Well that's pretty stupid,
what good is a gun
without any bullets?
What are you doing here?
Sidney.
You so-
You scared me.
I forgot some of my, my stuff
and I needed it.
Well you're not supposed
to be in here after hours.
Especially after what's
already happened.
I understand.
I was just leaving.
Jack?
Sir?
I've.. I've been
meaning to tell you.
You do good work.
Thank you, sir.
Now go have some fun.
Yes, sir!
That's it.
Does he live alone?
Yeah.
Do you know if he has a dog?
I don't think so.
Do you have a flashlight?
Yeah, in the glove compartment.
What are you gonna do?
Just take a look around.
You better go home.
How are you gonna get in?
I used to do this for a living.
I'd feel a whole
lot better about this
if you'd go home.
Go home.
You're gonna fry, motherf***er.
Requesting backup, over.
Freeze!
All right, hands
behind your back.
You have the right
to remain silent.
Anything you say can and
will be used against you
in a court of law.
I remember everyone
always thought
I was jealous of John.
That pissed me off.
I-
I never...
I never thought I was.
There's an old saying.
Where's there's no jealousy,
there's no love.
Well, you've given
us quite a night.
Pendler's real
name is Jack Parmel
and he's confessed to the
killing of your brother.
He claims it was self-defense.
It's bullshit.
The blood on his medical
instruments you found
matches the last
victim, Denise Johnson.
Parmel claims he
gave her an abortion
and that's all.
He says your brother
must've killed her.
But we know that's a frame.
Six years ago in Ohio,
he was arrested for rape
and aggravated assault.
He skipped bail and disappeared.
We're arraigning
him this afternoon
on six counts of murder.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Your car is here
now, Miss Moscari.
If you like, I could
drive you home.
I can manage.
Thank you, though.
Good luck to you.
I hope to see you soon.
- Thank you, Sergeant.
- This way.
Are you sure these
are aerobic shoes?
Yeah, you could use
these for aerobics, sure.
Fine, I'll take these.
Good choice.
- Wanna wear 'em?
- Yeah, I think I will.
F***!
Goddamn it!
F***!
I need to talk to you.
- Richard.
- I need to talk to you.
Come in.
Carlos!
It's all right, Mother.
Go back to bed.
Let's go into my study.
I'm very upset that you've
come to my house, Richard.
It's very disrespectful to me.
It's very late at night,
you frightened my mother.
I'm still having the dreams.
I'm still having
the f***ing dreams!
I think I know why
you're here, Richard.
You know Jack Pendler
isn't the Ripper.
He's right-handed
and he doesn't smoke.
I don't know, I-
I don't know.
I think you know who
the killer is, don't you?
What?
Don't you?
No, I...
Something's not right.
I want you to hypnotize me.
Richard-.
Come on, hypnotize me.
Please.
Please.
All right, I want you
to relax in the chair.
Clear your mind.
Just concentrate
only on the light,
and listen carefully
to my voice.
Chris!
Sergeant Gabriel?
Carlos Battera.
BOO!
Sidney!
No.
Open up, it's the police!
Open up in there!
Break it down!
Put your hands up!
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