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- Yeah, it just doesn't get | any better than this. | - Mmm.

I'm gonna take | a quick shower.

- Can you be ready | by the time I get out? | - Ready?

You're getting ready | for Sam.

The video equipment, | remember?

- Tonight's the night. | - Oh yeah, I knew that.

- Now, do you remember | where I told you to go? | - Yeah.

- The old deserted bridge | near the Hollywood sign. | - That's right.

You wait for him there. | He'll be in some rented car.

He's afraid of getting blood | on his sports car.

Get in as close | as you can.

It's important you get | a good shot of his face.

If we can't recognize him, | we can't blackmail him.

You get that videotape of Sam | finishing off his wife,

and that man will give us | anything we want...

for the rest of his life.

Yeah, then we're off | to Haiti.

Not Haiti, Tahiti!

I knew that.

The passports | came today.

Cool.

[ Indistinct Chatter]

- Frank, glad you're here. | - What have we got?

We found a chloroform-soaked | handkerchief stuffed | way down in the garbage,

and a tire print on the lawn, | a good one. I'm having the lab | check it out.

And we found a few drops | of blood in the kitchen.

- Where's Mr. Stone? | - He's upstairs.

He seems | pretty upset.

Rock

#NAME? | - Yes?

Policeman | Mr. Stone, Lieutenant Bender | and Walters are here.

They'd like to start | as soon as possible.

I'll be right there.

Ow! | Oh, oh!

[ Groaning ]

[ Feigned Sobbing ]

[ Mumbling ] | Hee-hee-hee.

- I like to hear a woman | make a lot of sound. | - Uh-huh.

I'll scream my head off | if you want to, honey. | It's your money.

My wife just lays there | like a gunnysack.

[ Moaning ]

Oh, my God. | She isn't dead yet.

- [ Groaning ] | - He's gonna kill her right here!

Moaning, Yelling

Woman Screaming

Oh, oh. | [ Whining ]

[ Woman Moaning ]

Woman Screaming

[ Groaning ]

[ Moaning, | Horn Honking ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Retching ]

I have no enemies, | at least none that I know of.

I-- I'm a businessman.

I manufacture | women's sportswear.

[ Policeman ] | I think I've heard of you.

"Don't they call you | the ""spandex king""?"

"The ""spandex miniskirt king."" | You probably read | one of the articles."

Yeah, it was all his idea... | spandex miniskirts.

Was there anybody here | today when you came home? | Servants?

- Maids? | - Sam It was the maid's day off.

Did you notice anything | out of the ordinary | when you came home?

No, not that | I can remember.

- What time did you come home? | - It's the dog!

She isn't | properly house-trained.

No, it's sweet.

The dog's | a little diabetic.

I think it's wine...

- Or-- | - Oh, I know what that must be.

I-- I closed a very | important business deal...

this morning and | when I came home...

I opened a bottle of champagne | and--and as I was...

walking through the house, | celebrating,

I called to Barbara to come | and share the moment with me.

She never came.

Those monsters! | [ Sobbing ]

Sam Sobbing

Earl!

It was horrible.

- She wasn't drugged or anything. | - What happened?

She screamed | and screamed.

God, it took forever. | It must have lasted... two minutes.

He kept stopping and starting. | She'd be at the brink of death | and he'd stop,

let her catch her breath | then start into her again!

She'd scream | louder and louder and then,

when she finally died,

he looked so satisfied | I thought he was gonna | light up a cigarette afterwards.

Son of a b*tch | enjoyed it!

Sam's just been on TV | claiming she was kidnapped.

She wasn't kidnapped. | He killed her. I saw it.

Honey, I know. | It's just an alibi.

He just said that | to throw the police off his trail.

You gonna watch that | right now?

- I think I should. | - Baby, you don't wanna see it.

- It'll make you sick. | - I think I can take it.

Oh, no!

- [ Woman On Video Screaming ] | - [ Retching ]

- [ Screaming ] | - Ooh! I can't watch this.

Doorbell

He actually | went through with it.

Gasping

- Stay in here. Don't come out. | - What?

Sam's here!

Ta-da!

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah | Zip-a-dee-ay

My, oh, my | what a wonderful day

I've just been | watching you on TV.

- You saw it, huh? | - Good performance, Sam.

What a story! | Barbara Stone kidnapped!

I couldn't have made up | anything better. It's brilliant!

And the press | loves it.

- Well, that's very clever, Sam. | - It's inspired!

Imagine, someone | demanding money from me | to keep Barbara alive.

Unbelievable! | Idiots!

Come on, | let's have a drink.

I can't stay long.

I've gotta get back | and look sad.

- Are you sure | the police believed you? | - They ate it up!

I fed 'em a banquet | of bullshit.

I threw 'em off by miles. | All I have to do now...

is just sit back | and do nothing,

except, of course, | I have to show up at the | fictitious ransom drop.

- You made up | your own ransom drop? | - Naturally!

I got news for you, | Carol.

That woman | ain't comin' back.

- I know. | - [ Chuckling ]

Did you have | any trouble?

No, I'm tellin' you | I enjoyed it.

- I'm havin' fun! | - Cork Pops

We'll clean the rug, | honey.

Chuckling

For you, my cupcake.

To the kidnappers.

To the future | Mrs. Sam Stone.

Whoops! | I gotta run. I'm sorry, honey.

I was hopin' we'd have time | for little... poke in the whiskers.

- What a shame. | - I'll take a rain check,

and a few | of these bonbons.

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah

Zip-a-dee-ay

Announcer 1 | Rock always whines abuse | at the opponent too.

Announcer 2 | Yes, and I think Murdo's | gonna get a taste of it tonight.

Ooh my, look at | all that hair,

or, uh, fur, | if you would.

Crowd Cheering

Announcer 1 | He doesn't need a coat in wintertime.

He'll just walk around | like that and have plenty of heat.

You okay?

[ Sighs ]

- She's out! | - Help, police!

- Get the chloroform! | - Sandy Come back, honey.

Police! | Somebody help me!

- [ Groaning ] | - Get me the police. | I've been kidnapped.

How the hell do I know | where I am?

Good.

Now, be quiet | and don't move.

Nice faces... | Nice easily-identifiable faces.

- Boo! | - I can't do this anymore!

Ow! | God, that hurts!

[ Groaning ]

- Aaah! | - Aaah!

[ Whirring ]

[ High-Speed Whirring ]

Whee-aaah!

Oh! Ahh! | [ Muffled Scream ]

Aaah!

[ Screaming ]

[ Groaning ]

This is Sergeant Blake | at the lab.

I'd like a purchase search | on Uniroyal model NXP.

That's right, | for all of L.A. County.

TV Announcer | This is Action News Break.

Police are now at the scene of | a brutal murder in Inglewood...

"they believe may be the result | of another attack by | the ""bedroom killer""."

Investigators are asking anyone | who may have seen this man | to contact them at 555-3421.

Police have also issued | a warning that this man | is extremely dangerous,

and citizens should not attempt | to apprehend him.

This is Action News Break. | I'm Rick DeReyes.

Away it goes! | Trying to beat--

Money, better times, girls.

Six. Keep going. | Steady, nice and tall.

Come on, and knees up, | feet straight. Get those heels down.

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