Nightwatch Page #4

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Oh, OK.

Try and take it easy.

- Don't go back.

- We need the money.

We can borrow from my mother.

We don't want your family's money.

By the time my father was 22,

he was married

to a woman he didn't love

and he was having an affair

with the woman he did.

And what does that mean to you?

That he was afraid.

- Of what?

- Of life.

- Yes.

- Will you marry me?

Yes.

Sh*t, I hate that place.

Are you Katherine, Martin's...

Martin's girlfriend?

I can't... I know I'm supposed

to memorise it,

but I forget.

Maybe...

Maybe you could write it down for me.

You're not gonna give it to me

until I remember. I know.

If you write it down,

I'll remember. I swear.

- Are you Katherine?

- Yes.

- Martin's girlfriend?

- Yes.

Please make him stop it.

Won't you please make him stop?

- Hello?

- Hello.

- How was it?

- We finished early.

What was that?

Let's get one thing straight,

you sh*t. I'm not Marie!

If you wanna treat someone like James

treats Marie, find somebody else.

What are you talking about?

- I met your little slave girl today.

- Who?

Joyce.

Yeah, go ahead, tell me

she's some little lying junkie whore

who makes up stories. Go on!

Look, I... I...

- Do you want me to play dead?

- What?

- You screwed her, didn't you?

- No!

No, it was just a game, I swear!

What did she say?

Do you want me to play dead?

Is that what turns you on?

What?

- Is that how you like it?

- No, Katherine.

Katherine, what...?

- What are...?

- Did you enjoy it?

Sh*t.

What?

Did you enjoy it?

- Excuse me?

- Did you enjoy it?

- Hello, Martin.

- Hi.

How are you?

I don't know.

Tell me, Martin,

you did your rounds last night?

Of course. Why?

Come with me.

What can you tell me about that?

I don't know.

- Paul.

- I see a dead girl

turned over on her stomach

with her legs spread apart,

as though she's been

sexually assaulted.

The doctor tells me you're

the only one that's been in here.

Cray. You might want

to have a look at this.

Martin, what can you tell me

about the drops of semen over there?

Someone's trying to frame me.

I'm as confused as you are,

but the murder victim's

played tricks twice now

and you've been involved both times.

- Do you have any enemies?

- Not that I know of.

Debts? Old grudges?

Angry drug dealers? Anything?

Wait a minute. There was someone.

This hooker, Joyce.

I went with her.

I see.

The girl down there was her friend.

She identified the body.

The police must know her.

- Young girl. Redhead, skinny.

- Yeah, right.

I remember interviewing her.

What happened?

First, she called my house one night.

Then she met my girlfriend and

said I'd done stuff that I never did.

Why would she do that?

- How did you meet her?

- Through a friend. It was a joke.

Friend? Which friend?

Just some guy, James.

It was supposed to be a joke.

So many things are.

What's your friend's full name?

James Christian Galman.

- Martin.

- Yeah?

If all this is what I think it is...

there's someone very dangerous

standing right behind you in the dark

breathing down your neck.

And maybe you've unwittingly

become his link to Joyce.

What do you mean, "his link"?

I think the murderer

wants the murder to be exposed.

- I still don't get it.

- Well, I think he wants to stop.

I think he's tired of killing.

Wants to be free.

But he won't be free

as long as we're looking for him.

And how long

will we continue looking for him?

Till we catch the killer.

So what's the solution

to his dilemma?

Get somebody else caught

in his place.

He chooses a new victim...

and then he makes someone else

look guilty when he kills her.

He's already gained Joyce's trust.

Now all he needs to do

is find her killer.

Her killer?

No, this is too absurd.

Why does Joyce suddenly call you?

Why does she go see your girlfriend?

Think about what's happened here.

Think about that doctor that looks

at you without doubt in his mind.

Even Deputy Inspector Bill

suspects you.

No, you can't be serious.

Don't worry, Martin.

I know it's not you.

It has to be someone

that knows his way around here.

So, what about

the old night watchman?

Yes, I'll look into it.

- What about the semen in the morgue?

- What about it?

Yes, well,

the lab is gonna analyse it,

but in the meantime,

can we have a sample from you?

Martin, it's Joyce.

I need to see you. It's important.

There are some things I need to tell

you that I couldn't tell you before.

I need to see you in person,

tonight at eight.

Excuse me?

My address is 9248 Second Street,

number 322.

F*** this!

He wasn't at home.

It was the answering machine.

Hey, buddy. How you doing?

What's the matter with you?

What are you doing with Joyce?

- What?

- The police can't find the murderer.

Someone raped one of the victims.

- Someone threatened Joyce.

- Sh*t.

- So, they know who it is?

- They have a suspect.

- Who is it?

- The wrong guy, I guess.

I guess they got the wrong guy.

You wanna narrow that down

a little bit? Which wrong guy?

- It's me.

- You?

They think it's you?

Oh, boy!

Boy, they got the wrong guy.

I'll ask you this once and then I'll

walk away and forget all about it.

OK.

Is it you?

Martin!

Oh, come on. Martin!

It makes me sick

when I think of the scum out there.

God gave him over...

in the sinful desires of

their hearts, to sexual impurity...

Do you know...

Do you know where the Himalayas are?

I have always wanted

to go to the Himalayas.

I've always wanted to go there.

I've always wanted

to go to the Himalayas.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Martin, it's Joyce.

I need to see you.

It's important.

There are some things I need to tell

you that I couldn't tell you before.

I need to see you in person,

tonight at eight.

My address is 9248 Second Street,

number 322.

Damn, what if you wouldn't

have gotten out of there?

Can you imagine what he would...

Katherine,

we have to call the police.

We can't let her just lie there.

They found her.

A young girl was found dead tonight,

the third in as many weeks.

We have all the evidence we need.

We'll have closure soon.

I'd like to talk to the duty doctor.

One moment.

- Hello?

- Yeah, hello. This is Martin Bells.

You know, the screwed-up kid

from Forensics.

- Joyce asked me to say hello.

- Who?

Joyce. Your playmate.

Listen. I have personally asked

for your removal. Go home.

Well, I thought

you'd want me to stay.

Go and see a psychiatrist.

Do you think I'm a psychopath?

You wouldn't be

the first night watchman who was.

The first.

The first.

Deputy Inspector Bill Davies,

I'd like to speak to Martin Bells.

- He's not here.

- We don't know where he is.

- Hello.

- Yeah, hi. It's me.

Joyce has been murdered. The cops

are here looking for you right now.

- I'm going over.

- It's too dangerous.

He didn't do it!

Keep your ears open.

I'm gonna try something.

- Martin is not a murderer.

- We don't make up evidence.

He's a suspect because weird things

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