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Jennifer Eight Page #7
- Year:
- 1992
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He was here.
I've been calling ten minutes.
Jesus Christ, what are you doing?
What the f*** are you doing?
Holy sh*t, John!
John, not you!
Ross switched in to channel 8, so we
have a recording of the whole incident.
John, I could help you.
Why don't you tell me the truth?
I have.
That isn't me.
I've never called Ross "Freddy".
- I've heard you call him "Freddy".
- No you haven't.
You have no voice in here,
so keep your mouth shut.
You tell a lot of lies. Is it something
- I don't lie.
- You'd lie to your chief?
- Under exceptional circumstances.
- What caused you to lie to Freddy Ross?
I've never lied to Ross.
- You didn't?
- No.
Well, he thought you did.
He even wrote it down here in his book.
"Berlin is a liar."
It's underlined.
It's dated the day you got your first break
with your mystery man.
You don't know why he wrote that, do you?
Maybe he thought
there was no mystery man.
Maybe he thought
your investigation was bullshit.
Maybe he thought you were making it up
because you wanted to be top cop.
Isn't that why
you ran up that garbage dump -
so everyone could stand in awe of top cop!
You came up here
cos you couldn't make it in LA.
and came here to be top guy. Right?
But Ross was top guy, wasn't he?
Always would be top guy.
And he did it without even trying!
Everybody loved him.
He had everything you wanted, didn't he?
Great marriage. Great kid.
Everything that you couldn't have.
And you wanted it all to go away.
Cos you had a lousy life
with a lousy wife
who was f***ing everyone.
Wasn't she?
Is that why you needed
to pick on this little blind girl?
Control who she's f***ing...
Come on, John. Lose your temper with
me. You're good at losing your temper.
- Come on, lose your temper with me.
- No way, Mr St. Anne.
But you lost your temper with Ross,
didn't you?
Why don't you tell me the truth?
You got into an argument in the car.
You lost your temper with him.
You stood over him and blew
his f***ing larynx out with a Glaser!
Where were you aiming, John?
Going for the face?
You wanted to blow his f***ing face away
because you hated him so much?
No, I love that guy. It's tough knowing
Well, that he did.
And that do I, sergeant.
What do you take
for that breathlessness?
- I don't take anything.
- How about Aminophylline?
- I don't know what that is.
- You don't?
It's an anti-asthma medication...
...prescribed for breathlessness.
It came out of the ashtray of your car.
But you don't know what it is.
You know how it got there?
You don't use it for breathlessness?
John, I'm running out of questions...
and you're running out of lies.
You've one more chance
to take that second degree.
- I'm gonna need some time to think.
- All right.
But don't make a fool of me.
You come back with another lie,
I'll press for the maximum penalty there is.
That's the death penalty.
Come on, get your things. Let's go.
The man who murdered Ross
gets asthma.
It's not breath freshener,
it's an asthma inhaler.
This capsule came out of the van.
This guy drove that van.
- OK. Oakland. What?
- Arts and Crafts.
Dan. Yeah. Here.
You sure?
- No Amanda with a VW.
- Arts and Crafts.
I gotta find that store.
If you find him,
call me with his name.
The time is 9:
00 pm.You should not have come
to my mother's house.
Police spent several hours this morning
at Sergeant Berlin's home.
Various property was removed
including a.32 calibre Walther pistol -
the weapon believed to have been used
in the slaying of Sergeant Ross.
I'm unable to say anything right now
except this is a very sad and tragic day.
John Berlin lied to me and, much worse,
he lied to everyone in this community.
- Where was Sergeant Berlin arrested?
- At his home. 6:00 am.
- Who arrested him?
- Sergeant Taylor.
- Did he resist arrest?
- I've nothing to add.
He did not arrest me in my house!
He hit on me in Oakland.
I'll sign anything you want. Anything!
I just want an opportunity
to talk to her and Margie, that's all.
That's my deal, chief.
- All right, I'll put it to St. Anne.
- Be quick, or she's dead.
He didn't push her down the stairs
when they met, did he?
He went up there to plant the f***ing gun!
Open the door, Travis!
- Margie?
- It's Sergeant Taylor.
I'm sorry, Margie.
I've been trying to call. Your line's down.
We're taking the guard off today.
Is she going somewhere?
You're not going to try
and bail him, are you?
I really wouldn't do that, Margie.
We found the gun.
I know.
Do you want me to drive her?
I'm through with my shift.
No. I'm going to take her.
I've got your suitcase.
Here's my arm.
Taylor was a cop in San Diego.
He comes up here, hits another girl,
then spends months
feeding false information into "Jennifer".
Let me tell you about this sick man
named John Taylor.
He grows up
in an environment of blind children.
His mother is blind, she teaches the blind
and he has classes with blind girls.
He's a boy, so he's attracted to them.
But every time he smiles at them...
He really don't like you, JK!
...they reject him
and his fantasies develop into a rage.
He's gonna dig himself in some bullshit
with this bullshit.
Therefore he hates them. What is he
going to do with those lousy b*tches?
He's a little boy.
He turns them into little dolls...
He tears their heads and hands off
and puts them on his face.
He really didn't like me!
- He's out.
- What?
Margie just made his bail.
There's no one here.
Mom took her back to the Institute.
- What? When?
- I don't know.
How come they let you out?
Is Margie with her?
- Is she with her?
- No. She came back and went out again.
They're all out around here.
He'd have to be real crazy to kill her now.
I mean, we're talking
real full-blown insane.
He is insane. His brain's upside-down,
but he's very cunning.
He won't go after her with a.45 Colt,
he'll just push her down the stairs.
Say night-night, dead girl.
Is it dark yet?
No. But it's getting kinda red.
I remember red.
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