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Jennifer Eight Page #6
- Year:
- 1992
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For how long do you figure,
approximately?
One minute? Ten?
OK. Then what happened?
Immediately you got up?
I saw a flashlight
at the bottom of the stairs.
- Did you check your weapon?
- Maybe. It would have been instinctive.
- All I know is I was in possession of it.
- You didn't check it?
- I don't know. I didn't think of it.
- Why not?
- I was dazed.
- You were confused?
- I was unconscious ten seconds ago.
- I understand.
Then?
Then I grabbed the flashlight.
I tried to get Ross on the radio.
There was nothing. Static.
- My eye was cut.
- Could you see out of it?
Yeah, I could see.
I climbed out of the window,
and went down the fire escape.
When I got to the bottom, I found Ross.
- Were you breathless?
- Sure I was breathless.
When did you realise you were
no longer in possession of the.32?
In the hospital.
You figured you lost it
in the hospital or on the way there?
I figured it had fallen down the stairwell.
- Like the flashlight?
- Yes.
Were you drinking that night?
- It was Christmas Eve.
- That wasn't my question.
- Yes.
- What about Ross?
Were you drinking in the car?
You had a bottle in the car?
- I think Ross had a mouthful.
- But not you?
- I may have had a nip.
- To keep out the cold.
It was very cold that night.
Wasn't it very windy?
- Which hand was the flashlight in?
- Left hand.
So the Walther was in the right?
- The Beretta was in the right.
- You said you didn't check.
So how do you know which gun you had?
You said you thought it had
gone downstairs with the flashlight,
which you picked up in confusion. How do
you know you didn't pick up the.32?
- Are you playing games with me?
- Games?
I told you I lost the Walther.
You said you didn't know
until you were in the hospital.
So it could have been either weapon.
The gun in my right hand was a Beretta.
And I'd like that note corrected
for the record. Now, please sir...
- Do you want a lawyer?
- Another game question.
What do I want a lawyer for?
I got nothing to hide.
- Don't you?
- You know I don't. So quit the bullshit.
Get down to it.
What's your angle?
Where is that little gun?
- I have no idea.
- You don't?
If it isn't at the Institute,
the man who killed Ross took it.
The man who killed Ross used it.
And you don't have any idea where
that little.32 calibre Walther's gone?
No.
All right, here it is.
Frederick Ross with malice aforethought.
Therefore, I will be preparing
a case on behalf of your chief
to prosecute you for first degree murder.
Dad! I want my dad!
I hate her! I hate her!
Could I have a number of a taxi, please?
There was a gale that night.
All the doors were swinging.
So this door comes back,
clips you, and down you go.
Within 35 seconds of unconsciousness,
you were on the fire escape.
And you're really confused.
You don't know if Tuesdays come in twos
or happen once a week.
You see a figure coming up the stairs.
Ross isn't meant to be on the stairs.
He challenges you.
And this ain't a piece of wood
with a nail through it.
This guy's got a 12-gauge Winchester
up your nose, and he's drunk.
You're dizzy, and your eye's full of blood.
You ain't thinking good,
and you're seeing worse.
And... wow... it just went off.
You just put him down.
And you get hit by a Glaser,
you stay down.
But he ain't dead.
Now you realise, you shot your partner.
"Oh, Suzanna,
how am I going to get out of this one?"
I know.
Serial killer shot him.
And now...
...here comes the malice, bro.
17 seconds later,
you put another one in his throat.
Isn't that what happened?
No.
Tell me what happened then.
Let me ask you a question,
before I forget.
- Do you take medication for that?
- For what?
- Breathlessness.
- No.
Let me answer your question:
"What is the relevance of the janitor?"
Why don't I take you through it
from where I'm sitting?
At some time between 2:00 and 2:30,
a vehicle approaching through the woods.
He looks out, sees nothing.
No lights, nothing.
He figures it must be hunters.
Some time later, he hears a noise.
He gets up, and between 2:30 and 2:45
he makes a search with a flashlight
of the top three floors.
Finding nothing untoward,
he goes back to his apartment on the roof.
The flashlight you saw was his.
The footsteps you heard were his.
The elevator you were chasing
up and down was empty.
It's prone to such activity
due to an electrical fault.
Apparently it happens
frequently during gales.
The gale that was swinging the door,
knocked you down
and confused you so much.
And so here we are
back to where I'm sitting.
Why don't you tell me
what really went on that night?
There are two men
that know I didn't kill him.
One is me,
and the other is the man that did.
Which man is this?
We just dealt with the man.
John, is that you?
You got really f***ing lucky,
didn't you?
Feel my face.
I was starting to get
kind of concerned about you, Jenny.
Like, how blind are you?
As blind as your friend,
or less blind,
because she could see, you know.
She had a view out of one of them.
But you...
you don't see nothing, do you?
Nothing at all.
But let me tell you, little Jenny.
If he ever gets to me, you're dead.
That's a promise.
Get St. Anne in here
for a minute, will you?
Give him this.
Our blind lady has been attacked again.
She's in love with him.
She'll try anything.
Yeah.
I hear I've been nominated
as an official observer.
- It's either you or Taylor.
- He don't want to do it either.
I'll toss a coin,
but one of you is going in there today.
Bullshit or not,
you should get a proper statement.
That's been done.
What do you want to do with it?
Let him have it.
I need a friend, Angelo.
You got one.
She's a bad witness, John.
And a f***ing lousy alibi.
I know why you did it, Helena,
but you're not helping me.
Everything they are hearing from me
they think is a lie.
Here comes the man
who I'm desperate to prove exists
and what do you know,
he turns up at my house to chat with you!
Nobody in California is going
to believe that. No one believes me.
- I don't believe me.
- Don't you dare say that! I believe you.
- You just don't understand.
- Then explain it to me.
I've got enough darkness, haven't I?
The man who killed Amber
is a psychopath.
He was in the Institute to kill you.
He didn't want to kill Ross,
he was there to kill you. That's the truth.
That's why I wanted you to stay
in Margie's house.
I can no longer protect you here.
- Why me?
- He thinks you're a witness.
- Then why didn't he kill me?
- Stop it, please.
- Why didn't he kill me, John?
- Stop that! I'm not Serato, Helena!
He didn't kill you
because he wasn't here.
He won't stay in the same room
with you and let you live.
Kiss me, John.
Kiss me again.
I love you.
Are my lips lying to you?
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