Murder Eleven
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- 2013
- 90 min
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[ WOMAN WHIMPERING ]
HEY.
YEAH, I DON'T WANT YOU
GETTING DEHYDRATED
OVER THE NEXT FEW HOURS.
IT'S STILL EARLY,
[ WHIMPERING CONTINUES ]
DON'T DO THAT.
I DON'T LIKE IT.
IT COULD MAKE YOUR,
UH, MAKEUP SMEAR,
AND THAT WILL NOT BE ATTRACTIVE.
STOP IT.
LOOK, I DON'T WANT TO HURT YOU,
BUT I WILL BASH:
YOUR F***ING BRAINS IN!
[ CHUCKLES ]
I'M JOKING.
I'M JUST KIDDING.
I'M JUST KIDDING.
I'D NEVER DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT.
I MEAN, I GOT NO PROBLEM
KILLING YOU, PER SE,
BUT IT WOULDN'T BE VIOLENT.
I'D, UH...
JUST SUFFOCATE YOU.
YOU KNOW, SOMETHING PEACEFUL
LIKE THAT.
[ SCRAPING ]
[ WHIMPERING CONTINUES ]
[ SIGHS ]
YOU SURE ARE PRETTY.
OKAY, HERE'S THE PLAN.
OUT OF THOSE CLOTHES.
I'M GONNA GIVE YOU
A NICE, HOT BATH.
UH, I-I'M SORRY, WHAT?
[ WHIMPERING CONTINUES ]
OH, YEAH.
FOR YOU.
I MEAN, WOULD THA HELP RELAX YOU?
OKAY -- AND, WHEN I TAKE
THE GAG OUT,
DON'T BOTHER TO SCREAM.
[ SCREAMS ]
THERE'S NO ONE THAT'S GONNA
HEAR YOU, DARLING.
[ WHIMPERING CONTINUES ]
STOP WITH THE F***ING CRYING.
Shh!
[ WOMAN BREATHING SHAKILY ]
YOU ARE NOT GONNA RUIN
THIS NIGHT FOR ME.
IT IS A VERY SPECIAL NIGHT.
MY ADVICE FOR YOU IS SIMPLE --
LET YOUR MIND WANDER.
MAYBE IMAGINE:
YOU'RE SOMEWHERE ELSE.
AWW.
DON'T WORRY.
TRUST ME.
[ SIRENS WAILING ]
THANKS, RUE.
YOU'RE WELCOME, SUGAR.
[ CHUCKLES ]
I-IT'S BEEN, UH,
ALMOST 10 YEARS
SINCE I'VE HAD A PARTNER
ASSIGNED TO ME,
SO FORGIVE ME IF IT TAKES
UH, YOU MUST BE
SOME KIND OF GOLDEN BOY.
Jesse:
WHAT MAKES YOU SAY THAT?
THERE ARE 10 COPS AHEAD OF YOU
FOR THIS SPOT.
[ CELLPHONE RINGS ]
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
CHIEF'S DISCRETION,
I SUPPOSE.
AND THE CAPTAIN:
FORCES YOU ON ME.
NO.
I ASKED IF I COULD
PARTNER WITH YOU.
OH, THE CAPTAIN ISN'T ONE
TO EASILY GRANT FAVORS --
NOT UNLESS:
THEY BENEFIT HIM.
YEAH, WELL, MAYBE HE FIGURED
PERHAPS YOU GO NAKED PICTURES OF HIM
WITH A WOMAN:
WHO'S NOT HIS WIFE.
I KNOW HOW:
YOU UNDERCOVER BOYS ROLL.
[ CHUCKLES ]
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.
NO, YOU KNOW WHAT?
IF I HAD, I WOULD HAVE
MADE HIM LET ME DRIVE.
THEN YOU MUST BE GOLDEN.
[ CHUCKLES ]
[ CELLPHONE RINGS ]
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
SHOULD WE CUT THE SH*T?
OKAY.
I WAS KICKED OU OF NARCOTICS.
I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE.
WE BOTH KNOW THIS.
USUALLY, WHEN YOU'RE
KICKED OUT OF A UNIT,
NOT ON HOMICIDE.
YEAH, WELL, USUALLY WHEN YOU'RE
KICKED OUT OF A UNIT,
YOU F***ED UP.
I DIDN'T.
I GOT TOLD TO MOVE ON,
BUT I COULD LAND
WHEREVER I WANTED.
AND YOU CHOSE:
THE MURDER POLICE.
IF YOU'RE GONNA PLAY,
YOU MIGHT AS WELL PLAY BIG.
ISN'T THAT RIGHT,
DETECTIVE?
CLEAR YOUR NAME,
[ CELLPHONE RINGS ]
LOOK, I CAN'T TALK.
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
[ SIGHS ]
[ SIGHS ]
MY JOB, DETECTIVE, OKAY?
OR ANY REDEMPTION.
I'M JUST HERE TO WORK.
SO WHY THIS CASE?
WHAT KIND OF COP WOULD I BE
IF I DIDN'T TAKE THIS CASE ON?
YOU CARE ABOU THESE GIRLS?
YEAH, I DO.
GOOD.
'CAUSE I DON'T THINK
THE MAYOR, THE CHIEF,
OR YOUR BUDDY,
THE CAPTAIN,
REALLY CARE:
IF WE CATCH THIS GUY OR NOT.
HUH.
TOURISTS, RIGHT?
[ CHUCKLES ]
THIS IS ATLANTIC CITY.
UNLESS OUR SERIAL KILLER
STARTS DROPPING BODIES
ON THE CASINO FLOOR,
NO ONE'S GONNA GIVE A DAMN.
[ DOOR OPENS ]
YOU READY?
'CAUSE I'M READY.
[ CHUCKLES ]
[ BREATHING SHAKILY ]
[ THUDDING ]
[ MUFFLED SCREAMING ]
HEY, HEY, HEY.
SHUT YOUR F***ING MOUTH.
SHUT YOUR MOUTH.
[ WHIMPERING ]
YOU REMEMBER EVERYTHING
WE SPOKE ABOUT, RIGHT?
MM-HMM.
YOU KNOW THE DEAL?
HUH?
GOOD.
[ BREATHING SHAKILY ]
Shh.
[ GULPS ]
[ SOBBING ]
[ SIREN WAILS ]
FOR THE PAST 10 WEEKS,
EVERY SATURDAY MORNING.
WE KNOW THEY'RE BEING KILLED
SOMETIME LATE FRIDAY NIGH INTO THE EARLY HOURS
OF SATURDAY.
WERE LAST SEEN:
SOMETIME BEFORE:
5:
00 P.M. ON FRIDAY.WHICH MEANS WE GO ABOUT A SEVEN-HOUR WINDOW
BETWEEN WHEN THEY GO MISSING
AND HE KILLS THEM.
WE GOT SURVEILLANCE UNITS
STATIONED:
AT THE THREE PRIMARY HOTELS
AND TWO MAIN STRIP CLUBS.
WE GOT STREET CRIMES
RUNNING STOP-AND-POPS
LOOKING FOR JOHNS.
AND WE GOT VICE THROWING CASH
TO THEIR SNITCHES.
NOW, OF THE 10 GIRLS
WE KNOW,
SOME OF THEM DIDN'T WORK
CORNERS OR STRIP CLUBS, RIGHT?
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.
THREE.
BUT WE HAVE NO INDICATION
OF HOW HE MEETS THEM.
NO.
ARE THE ONES:
THAT VICE SAID:
HAVE THE HIGHEST AMOUNTS
OF PROSTITUTION:
COMPLAINTS AND ARRESTS.
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.
BUT WE HAVE NOT CONFIRMED
THAT THESE GIRLS
ACTUALLY WORKED:
THESE PARTICULAR HOTELS.
NO, BUT TWO OF THE VICTIMS
HAD PRIOR ARRESTS
AT THE CASINO HOTELS.
ALL RIGHT, SO...
WHAT ARE WE MISSING?
HOW DOES HE MEET THESE GIRLS?
NONE OF THEM PLACED ADS IN
THE LOCAL SEX-FOR-HIRE PAPERS.
NONE OF THEM:
WERE HIGH-END CALL GIRLS.
WHAT OPTIONS:
ARE WE NOT SEEING?
WHAT IF THERE IS
A HIGH-END CALL SERVICE
FOR LOW-END PROSTITUTES?
HUH.
TYPE OF SERVICE:
ALL THE GIRLS:
COULD USE:
TO MEET THEIR DATES.
NO.
YOU KNOW, IF THERE WAS SOMETHING
LIKE THAT AROUND HERE,
VICE WOULD KNOW:
ABOUT IT.
WHO SAYS IT HAS TO EXIS AROUND HERE?
WELL, WE KNOW THA SOME OF THE GIRLS
MAYBE ALL OF THEM
WERE HIRED ELSEWHERE.
HEAD DOWN TO:
THE OLD CONVENTION CENTER.
WHAT FOR?
I'VE GOT AN INFORMANT.
SHE OWES ME A FAVOR, AND...
OUT-OF-TOWN WORKING GIRLS
TO HELP WITH:
THE BIG CONVENTIONS.
GOOD. LET'S GO.
Woman:
HEY, BABY.HEY.
THOUGHT I'D, UH,
SURPRISE YOU:
WITH SOME CHINESE FOOD
FOR DINNER.
YEAH.
YEAH, I-I'M
VERY SURPRISED. I --
YEAH, WELL, I GOT MY MOM
TO PICK THE KIDS UP
FROM THE SITTER,
MY SECOND SHIFT AT WORK
SO WE COULD HAVE
A NICE, QUIET DINNER TOGETHER.
OH, THAT'S NICE.
YEAH.
IT IS, ISN'T IT?
[ CHUCKLES ]
AND I MISS MY HUSBAND.
AWW,
I MISS YOU, TOO, BABY.
[ CHUCKLES ]
MM.
I LOVE THE WAY:
YOU LOOK AT ME.
YEAH?
Yeah.
MM.
I SAY...
WE TAKE THIS FOOD...
[ CHUCKLES ]
...A BOTTLE OF WINE...
MM-HMM.
...HEAD DOWN
TO THE BEACH.
MM-HMM.
A NICE, ROMANTIC DINNER
UNDER THE STARS.
I'LL GRAB THE WINE.
[ CHUCKLES ]
LET'S GO.
[ CHUCKLES ]
[ THUDDING ]
WHAT WAS THAT?
NOTHING.
I WAS WORKING:
OUT THERE EARLIER.
[ CHUCKLES ]
IS THERE SOMEBODY
IN THE GARAGE?
NO. OF COURSE NOT.
COME ON. LET'S GO.
SAM. SAMANTHA.
LET GO OF ME!
[ INDISTINCT TALKING ]
WHAT THE F***?
[ WHIMPERING ]
SAM, STOP.
SAMANTHA!
LEAVE HER BE!
OW! F***.
OW!
LEAVE HER BE, OKAY?
[ WHIMPERING ]
THIS -- Shh!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
JUST...
LET ME EXPLAIN:
EVERYTHING, OKAY?
LET GO OF ME.
OW!
UGH!
SAMANTHA! STOP!
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