
Murder Eleven Page #3
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- 2013
- 90 min
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NO.
NO -- WHY DO YOU
KILL PROSTITUTES?
SO MUCH?
[ SIGHS ]
THANK YOU, MISS.
YOU BE SAFE, OKAY?
THAT CORNER ROOM
OR ONE LIKE IT.
THEN SPEAK TO:
I'LL BE IN TOUCH
WITH STREET CRIMES
AND GET US:
SURVEILLANCE ASSISTANCE.
AND YOU'LL TELL DISPATCH TO KEEP
LOCAL UNITS OUT OF HERE
SO THEY DON' SPOOK ANYONE.
LISTEN, DON'T I.D. YOURSELF
FOR THE HOTEL CLERK.
WHY?
WELL, OUR KILLER
COULD CALL FIRST,
PRETEND TO BE:
POLICE DISPATCH,
AND INQUIRE ABOUT THE OFFICERS
WORKING TONIGHT.
IT'S AN OLD TRICK
TO SPOT SURVEILLANCE.
RIGHT, AND THE CLERK,
KNOWING NO BETTER
JUST PASSES HIM STRAIGH THROUGH TO OUR ROOM.
I GET IT.
HE'S BEEN BETTER THAN US
LET'S BE BETTER
THAN HIM TONIGHT.
THERE ARE THINGS YOU DON'T KNOW
ABOUT MY CHILDHOOD...
...THINGS I'M AFRAID
TO TELL YOU.
Samantha:
I KNOW YOU HADBOUNCING AROUND:
FROM FOSTER HOMES.
THAT WAS LIKE.
BUT YOU KNOW:
EVERYTHING ABOUT ME
IS A LIE.
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?
I'VE LIED SO OFTEN,
I DON'T --
I DON'T KNOW
WHAT THE TRUTH IS ANYMORE.
WHERE I'M FROM.
I CAN'T KEEP TRACK.
JUST TELL ME EVERYTHING,
OKAY?
I CAN'T HELP YOU UNLESS I KNOW
WHAT'S GOING ON INSIDE YOU.
MAKE ME UNDERSTAND.
I DIDN'T GROW UP
IN FOSTER HOMES.
I WOULD'VE BEEN
BETTER OFF IF I DID.
BUT I MET YOUR FOSTER PARENTS
IN COLLEGE.
NO,
THEY WERE A COUPLE TEACHERS
FROM HIGH SCHOOL
WHO TOOK INTEREST IN ME,
HELPED ME THROUGH COLLEGE.
MY MOM WAS A STRIPPER...
AND MY DAD WAS JUST SOME DUDE
PASSING THROUGH DALLAS.
I DID ASK HER ONCE,
YOU KNOW [CHUCKLES]
"WHY NOT JUST ABORT ME?
IT'D HAVE BEEN EASIER."
WHAT'D SHE SAY?
JESUS TOLD HER NOT TO.
DID SHE GO BACK TO STRIPPING
AFTER YOU WERE BORN?
NOT MUCH ELSE SHE COULD DO.
SINGLE MOTHER,
HIGH-SCHOOL DROPOUT --
WHAT ELSE IS THERE?
THAT'S A TOUGH WAY
TO RAISE A KID.
THEN, WHEN I'M 8 YEARS OLD,
AFTER A STRING:
OF A**HOLE BOYFRIENDS,
SHE MEETS DARNELL --
IN A.A., OF ALL PLACES.
SHE WAS A DRUNK?
HARD TO TAKE OFF
ALL YOUR CLOTHES
WHAT STARTED OU AS MEDICINE FOR HER SHIF BECAME MEDICINE FOR LIFE.
BUT SHE DECIDED:
TO GET HELP, THOUGH.
[ CHUCKLES ]
NO. NO.
SHE GOT POPPED:
FOR HER THIRD D.U.I.
IT WAS COURT-ORDERED A.A.
AND...
DARNELL WAS A RECOVERING
NO.
HE WAS THE F***ING ANTICHRIST.
NO, HE WAS
THIS DRUG-PUSHING PIMP
THAT LIKED TO HAWK
N.A. AND A.A. MEETINGS,
LOOKING FOR YOUNG GIRLS,
YOUNG PROSPECTS,
ONES THAT WERE:
TRYING TO GET HELP.
YOU KNOW, ONES LOOKING
TO BETTER THEMSELVES,
EXCEPT HE WANTED
TO INTRODUCE THEM
AND DISGUSTING MEN.
THIS IS EARLY '80s, SO NO ONE
KNEW ABOUT CRACK COCAINE THEN.
NO ONE KNEW HOW THAT SNAKE BIT,
'CAUSE SHE'D HAVE BEEN
BETTER OFF TO DIE
THE FIRST TIME SHE EVER STUCK
BUT SHE DIDN'T.
NO, THAT POISON JUST KILLED HER
A LITTLE BIT EVERY DAY,
BIT BY BIT, ROCK BY ROCK.
THEN, ONE DAY, I'M 14 YEARS OLD,
AND THERE'S 10 DUDES
LINED UP TAKING TURNS
ON MY MOM:
IN THE LIVING ROOM.
DARNELL --
EATING CHICKEN TENDERS,
LOOKS UP AT ME AND SAYS,
"HEY, LITTLE MAN,
I GOT YOU A CHEESEBURGER,
"BUT I ATE YOUR FRIES.
I ATE YOUR FRIES."
THAT'S WHAT HE SAYS.
AND THEN MY --
I LOOKED DOWN,
MY MOM'S GETTING RAMMED
BY SOME FAT JHERI-CURL
MOTHERF***ER.
SHE SAYS TO ME,
"HEY, BABY, GET MY CRACK PIPE.
GET ME MY CRACK PIPE."
[ SCOFFS ]
SO I DID.
I WALKED OVER TO THE COUNTER,
AND I GOT THE CRACK PIPE.
TO MY MAMA --
FAT F***, HE'S STILL
I PUT IT IN HER MOUTH
AND LIGHT IT,
WATCH HER INGEST IT DEEP INSIDE,
EYES ROLL:
AS SHE JUST DRIFTS AWAY.
[ INHALES DEEPLY ]
AND THEN I PULLED OU A .38 PISTOL
I STOLE FROM DARNELL'S HOUSE,
AND I SHOT MY MOTHER
TURNED AROUND, SHOT THA FAT F*** TWICE IN THE CHEST,
AND OLD DARNELL:
LAUNCHES AT ME,
AND I SHOOT THAT MOTHERF***ER
RIGHT IN THE MOUTH.
COPS HAD TO PULL HIS TEETH
OUT OF THE DRYWALL.
GOD, IT MAKES ME FEEL GOOD!
BABY, I...
I HAD NO IDEA.
WHY DIDN'T YOU
TELL ME THIS BEFORE?
I COULD'VE HELPED YOU.
WE COULD'VE
SAM, YOU DID HELP ME.
YOU'VE DONE NOTHING
BUT LOVE ME.
ME -- YOU GAVE ME THE GREATES GIFT IN THIS ENTIRE WORLD
WITH OUR TWO:
BEAUTIFUL CHILDREN.
I LET THIS HATE:
I LET EVIL WIN.
NOT YOU.
I DID THIS.
WIN TONIGHT.
Woman:
[ MUFFLED SHOUTING ]
WE SHOULD GO CHECK ON HER,
MAKE SURE SHE'S OKAY.
SOME WATER.
NO.
NO, I NEED TO
TAKE CARE OF THIS.
I WANT TO BRING HER
SOME WATER.
I WANT TO MAKE SURE
SHE'S OKAY.
WE ARE NOT GONNA HUR THIS GIRL.
YEAH.
YEAH, LOOK,
I UNDERSTAND THAT, SIR, BUT --
APPROVAL, SIR,
BUT HE'S NOT AVAILABLE
TO GIVE IT,
AND WE NEED THOSE EXTRA
SURVEILLANCE UNITS
AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
WE'VE LEFT WORD,
AND SO HAS DISPATCH.
[ SIGHS ]
ALL RIGHT.
LET ME KNOW.
HE'S WORKING ON IT.
YEAH, I'M SURE HE IS.
WE GOT FOUR GIRLS
WHO COME IN FROM PHILLY.
TWO WORK STRIP CLUBS
EVERY WEEKEND,
AND TWO WORK HOTELS.
RIGHT.
AND ONE GIRL USES A SERVICE
TO SET UP HER DATES ONLINE,
AND SHE'S GO SOME REGULARS.
NOW, OUR GIRL IN 115
SHE DIDN'T -- SHE DIDN' USE THE SERVICE.
RIGHT -- I MEAN, THE WEBSITE'S
RUN BY THE SERVICE,
BUT TONIGHT'S DATE,
SHE...
YEAH, SHE MADE THA HERSELF.
AND IT DIDN'T BOTHER HER
NO. WHY WOULD IT?
SHE'S TRAVELED A HUNDRED TIMES
BEFORE WITH THE SERVICE.
AND, YOU KNOW WHAT?
A FEE, AS WELL.
AND NONE OF THESE GIRLS
KNOW EACH OTHER?
WELL,
THE GIRL IN 115 SAID
SHE RECOGNIZED:
TO A CLUB DOWNTOWN.
AND THE FRIEND THAT USUALLY
TRAVELS WITH HER
THIS TIME DID NOT.
NOT TONIGHT, NO.
AND LEFT BY TRAIN IN
THE EARLY HOURS THIS MORNING.
SHE SAY WHERE?
YEAH, SHE DID.
UM...NEWARK.
IT'S STARTING TO MAKE
A LITTLE SENSE.
THESE GIRLS:
SEE JOBS POSTED ONLINE
FOR A SH*T-TON OF MONEY
FOR A NON-SEXUAL ENCOUNTER.
AND "NON-SEXUAL ENCOUNTER"
USUALLY MEANS NICE OLD MEN
WHO'VE GOT A LOT OF MONEY
TO PAY FOR WOMEN BECAUSE
WHAT HARD-UP WORKING GIRL
WOULD SAY NO?
NOT MANY.
BUT, OF COURSE,
THEY HAVE NO IDEA
HOW EASY THEY'RE MAKING I FOR HIM.
HE DAMN SURE KNOWS HOW HARD
[ SNIFFLES ]
[ WHIMPERING ]
[ INHALES DEEPLY ]
[ PANTING ]
OH, PLEASE, HELP ME.
PLEASE, I GOT A KID.
I HAVE A LITTLE BOY.
PLEASE, DON'T HURT ME.
Samantha:
NO, NO, IT'S OKAY.
PLEASE.
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