The Butterfly Effect 3: Revelations Page #4
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- 2009
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- What?
Now I don't know. It's like all the pieces
of the puzzle just shifted around.
The only person who could explain it to me
is Goldburg,
and now he's disappeared.
Yeah, conveniently.
- What does that mean?
- Sam, he was going to
turn in evidence
linking you to the murders.
If you hadn't fast forwarded
through your past, you'd know that.
What are you talking about?
Sam, you trust me, don't you?
I mean, if you're doing this
for any reason,
I'd never turn you in.
This is ridiculous.
Sam, the night of the Brown murders,
I covered for you.
I know you weren't at home.
You know where I was!
I tried to save them!
Sam, you don't know
Yeah, I know I didn't kill anybody.
Okay. Maybe not now, but...
what if with the jumping
you go crazy,
and sometime in the future...
Sam, you don't talk about it.
You don't talk about anything.
You just bottle it all up.
what happened in the fire.
Did you... Did you start the fire?
I saved your life, Jenna.
I saw you die.
I went to your funeral, for f***'s sake.
I don't want to hurt people, Jenna.
I don't do that. I help people.
You see? I-I help... I fix things.
It's what I do. That's what I did!
I went back, and I fixed it.
I fixed it, Jenna!
That's why you're here,
because I fix things!
You know, but sometimes
you can't fix everything.
Sometimes things
are just f***ed, Jenna!
And... And right now,
things are kind of f***ed!
So, I...
I'm try... I'm try...
- I'm trying to fix it, but it...
- Sam.
I just don't know why.
I'm too stupid or I'm too...
I'm too weak!
- It's... l... It's just...
- Sam. Sam.
It's going to be okay.
It's the jumping.
Just let the police
do their job for once.
Sam.
Promise me you're not
going to jump anymore.
Promise.
I can fix it, Jenna.
No.
Oh, thank you.
- Bye, guys.
- Night, Vicki.
See you later.
You ever wonder how
your life would be different
if you could go back
and change one thing?
Yeah. Everyone thinks about that.
Bye.
Hey, want to hear a joke?
Sure.
What do you get
when you mix a brown chicken
and a brown cow?
I don't know. What do you get?
Brown chicken, brown cow
It's funny, right?
Hey, Vicki,
you want to come over later?
Thanks for the offer,
but I got to get home to my man.
Right.
Yeah.
Maybe in another life.
Yeah. In another life.
Thank you.
- Bye, Sam.
- Bye.
Brown chicken, brown cow
We're closed!
Is there anyone in here?
Guess the engagement's off.
Is that all you found?
Forensics recovered a charred body
matching a description
at the Eastern body plant.
It's her.
Yep. Unless it was the last customer.
Good sauce.
Let's go over it again.
What time did you leave
the bar last night?
I don't know. I was drunk.
Your roommate says
you got in about 3.
The murders took place at 2:30 a.m.
How long is the walk
from the bar to your place?
About half an hour?
You really think I'm the Pontiac Killer?
You were a person of interest
in the Brown murders,
but you got off on your sister's alibi.
You showed up at Lonnie Flennons'
the day before he dies.
And now you just happen to be
at the bar the night
Vicki gets her last manicure.
Come on, Glenn.
Don't talk about her like that.
Don't be a pig.
Guess they need their privacy.
Now I'm going to tell you
how it's going to happen.
You're going to confess.
You're going to plead insanity.
I'm going to testify myself to what
a crazy motherf***er you are.
Because if you keep giving me
this tired-ass song and dance
about trying to stop the Pontiac Killer,
I'll make sure you're locked up in county
with them big old boys.
Now don't it just make
your a**hole pucker?
Glenn.
The sister's here.
She's got a lawyer.
- So?
- She's got Boswich.
Jesus.
Have you got enough for a conviction?
It's all circumstantial.
Now what?
Go back to the auto body plant.
Sweep for fingerprints.
See what else you can find.
- We were already there.
- Then look harder.
What are we going to do
about psychic boy?
What do you think?
- We have to let him walk.
- Put a tail on him.
The Tigers are looking good this year.
All right. They're letting him out.
Detective Glenn, we got a problem.
- I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry, too.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
How was your night?
Eastern body plant.
This is where the police found
the Pontiac Killer's victims.
September 19, 2004.
September 19, 2004.
What do you want?
I got to take a sh*t, pendejo.
Five minutes.
I'm tired of your f***ing "five minutes."
And I know what pendejo means.
Get the f*** out!
You don't pay rent, you leave.
I don't give a sh*t.
September 19, 2004.
The old auto body plant where
the police find the victims.
They figured it out. When did
the Pontiac Killer start coming here?
Why did he torture his victims?
I got to find him.
I want to see his face,
look into his eyes.
Look into his eyes.
I want to see his face,
look into his eyes.
Hey.
Don't sleep until noon today.
Jenna?
I'm leaving the classifieds
on the coffee table.
Maybe you can look and see
if there's a job in there for you.
Where you going?
Work. It's Monday.
Oh, that's right.
Oh, uh, I'll be back at 6.
- You're going to cook dinner, right?
- I make dinner?
Hell, yeah.
And you said you were going to clean up.
This little project of yours
is starting to look kind of scary.
The Pontiac Killer.
Eight victims, all women.
No, he killed Lonnie Flennons.
Seven victims.
Seven women, one man.
He hides their bodies.
Where does he take them?
The Eastern body plant.
Why does he take them there?
Some victims have signs of torture,
others killed immediately.
What's his pattern?
How does he get out undetected?
Neighbors never hear him.
He must go at night... at night.
Ah, does he live there?
Does he work nearby?
I've got to find him.
I've got to go back. I've got to go back.
What did these women
all have in common?
What's the...
What's the connection?
What's this guy about, huh?
Oh, man.
Anita Barnes.
That's the one that's killing me.
Anita Barnes.
Let's see. There was...
Freeze, motherf***er!
Not a move! Not a f***ing move!
- On your knees!
- On your f***ing knees!
Move down! Get the f*** down!
Face down! Come on!
- Cuff him.
- Hands behind your back!
- Call them up.
- All right. Call it in.
Ouch.
You really had this all mapped out.
Look at that.
You may be a nut job,
but you sure made this
a slam-dunk case for us.
I mean, your girlfriend,
Becky, cheats on you,
so you kill her.
Then you kill her sister because...
I don't know... Bonus points?
Your pal Goldburg was going
to testify against you.
Then he disappears.
And then you kill Lonnie Flennons.
I don't know.
- No, no. No.
- What?
Lonnie was going to be executed.
I had to go back.
What the f*** you talking about?
The next victim.
Which one?
- Anita Barnes.
- Who?
Anita Barnes. Anita Barnes.
Did l... Did he...
- Did he kill Anita Barnes?
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