Psycho Cop Returns Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1993
- 80 min
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straight to hell.
By the way kid,
thanks for the booze but i
never drink when I'm on duty.
Man, Mike should
be here to see this.
Yeah, where is Mike though?
He hasn't been here
for a long time.
He's probably watching
the game with Gus.
Man, does he have his
priorities screwed up.
Mmhm.
Wait a second, Larry.
the elevator again.
Then we got a
better boy girl ratio.
I still think we should check.
Brian relax he's just fine.
Larry-
Larry come take a look at this.
What is it now?
That is weird.
Who the hell would be
sending us their chest?
Larry, I think it's that cop.
has a fax machine in his car.
His car.
His car's still there.
Oh.
Brian don't hyperventilate okay?
coincidentally knows
that we're up here?
Gus the night watchman.
Bingo, give that man a cigar.
They probably were finishing
that bottle of scotch
and they decided to
mess with your mind.
See, what did I tell ya?
Look,
you two guys are
too damn serious.
Now, here's what's gonna happen.
Miss Lisa, that's her, and I
are gonna go out and spend
some quality time together.
Besides, it's my party and
i can do whatever I want.
Isn't that right?
That's right.
Hey, knock
yourself out big guy.
Brian and I'll take care
Well you do that
cause in the mean time
miss Lisa and I, that's
her, we're gonna go out
and spend some
quality time together.
Hey you've already
said that part.
Well, it's my party and
i can do whatever I want.
Take him away,
get him out of here.
You know, I'm beginning
to suspect foreplay.
Oh my god.
Ah.
It's not what it looks like.
Oh.
It doesn't look like
anything really.
She tripped, she fell and
i was trying to help her up.
No, it was my fault
i should have knocked.
I was just looking
for a stapler.
(Anyway, 08")' On-
have a good time.
You know what I mean.
She tripped?
Oh great, the stapler.
Wait, wait.
What?
I got an idea.
What?
Let's go up to the roof.
The roof?
Let's go up to the main roof.
I'm so damn funny.
You're a genius.
Sorry, you startled me.
Very nice night
we're having tonight.
You little punk.
You're drunk and disorderly
and we can't have that.
, hey
hey, I may very well
be drunk occifer
but I am not...
and what would Ingrid say
if she could see you now.
Ingfld?
You're under arrest.
You have the right
to remain dead.
Anything you say can
and will be considered
extremely strange
because you're dead.
You have the right
to an attorney.
Not a lot of good
it'll do ya because
you're dead.
Do you understand these rights?
Are you even listening to me?
You're not being
very cooperative.
I hate to kick a
man when he's dead
they just don't put
up much of a fight.
Please, put me down.
Well, it is your
first offense.
So maybe I should
just let you go
with a warning.
Oh my god!
You act like trash you
get treated like trash.
Oh my god, oh my god!
What the hell is it now?
I'm pretty sure that I saw
a body fall passed the window.
A body?
That's what it
looked like larr.
I don't see any
body down there.
Perhaps it bounced back up.
Listen, I'm pretty sure
that that's what it was.
There goes your overactive
imagination again.
You probably saw a pigeon.
A damn big pigeon.
What about Mike, where's Mike?
Who gives a damn?
Are you actually upset
that we have these
two beautiful
creatures to ourselves?
the elevator again you know.
Perhaps your priorities
are out of whack.
Wait, that could
be Mike right now.
From Gary.
What the hell
does this mean larr?
Maybe he's trying to
tell us not to drive drunk.
Sh*t for brains.
Well, now we
know where Mike is.
He's down in the copy
room with Gary and Lisa.
Do you feel better now?
Yeah, I guess I do get a
little paranoid sometimes larr.
Yeah, and the pope
is a little catholic.
Hey tell you what, since
we know where they are
why don't you run down there
and we'll really get
this party started?
Okay-
don't be such a nene Brian.
It's okay Brian, okay.
It's okay.
Get a hold of yourself Brian
now you're getting freaked
out by bad rococo art.
Ls everyone decent in there?
Well I guess that's a bit
much to ask from you guys.
Is everyone dressed
in there at least?
Mike.
(Gar)'-
anyone.
Oh, terrific.
Oh, where are you guys now?
Oh, I got a really bad
feeling about this.
No.
Hey, welcome back Brian.
Hey, what's wrong?
Hey, are you okay?
What's wrong?
You look like
you've seen a ghost.
I feel like I've
just seen a ghost.
Well what's going on,
where's Mike and Gary at?
I don't know but there's
something really wrong.
Really, what is it?
You better come
with me I'll show you.
I don't see anything Brian.
I mean, the place
could definitely
use a little bit of tidying up.
Oh come on, look around.
You notice anything strange?
Hey Mike has freckles, you
I'm serious Larry.
Brian I'm sorry.
I don't know what I'm
supposed to be looking for.
How long does it take to
make this many pictures?
I don't know maybe
five or ten minutes.
And look at these pictures,
now does Mike look any
different in any of these?
I don't know.
Is he wearing a funny
hat or something?
He hasn't moved.
Yeah he hasn't moved, he
hasn't moved one muscle.
What are you trying to say?
Yeah what are
you saying Brian?
Look at the pictures,
he looks dead.
Oh my god.
Wait a second, you're
getting too excited about this.
Look, I'll show you
how he did it, okay?
Okay, yeah.
What did you do
with my undies?
Tore them off in a fit
of unbridled passion.
No I mean where
did you put them?
I don't know, were
you wearing any?
Oh no, I remember, you took
them off in the copy room.
Oh yes, I remember now.
Well, will you go
and get them for me?
Why me?
Well because
you're the guy and
because you're already
wearing your undies.
All right, all right.
A man's work is never done.
Tony give me my underwear.
Tony give me multiple orgasms.
Work work work.
Well, I certainly didn't
hear you complaining.
I didn't say i
didn't love my work.
You know, adultery is still
illegal in a lot of states.
I'll bet that smarts doesn't it?
Now, now.
Wouldn't wanna have
to separate you two.
Now that's what I like to see.
You're stuck together
'til the very end.
See.
The grain is different.
What?
The grain is different.
When you make a copy of a
copy the grain is different
there's lower resolution.
And look at this,
look at this smear.
What smear?
Right there.
Look, there's
something on the glass.
Oh my god.
And I suppose
I'm imagining that?
It doesn't mean
anything Brian.
It could be strawberry jam.
And it could be blood.
Oh come on, yeah maybe
or something.
Come on, reality
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