The Hidden
- R
- Year:
- 1987
- 96 min
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Drop it!
Freeze!
Get down behind something.
Somebody get the police!
Get down! Go!
He went that way
in a black Ferrari. Go!
Suspect is heading...
Look out!
Now in pursuit.
Wilshire at Parkview...
Suspect is currently...
Stop! Oh, my God!
Yeah, that's him, all right.
That's Jack.
Real nice man.
Kind of quiet.
Real gentleman.
When was the last time
you saw him?
Oh, I haven't seen him in...
about a week.
What did he do, rob a bank?
Tom, we've got to move.
They've got DeVries.
High-speed pursuit,
West Hollywood.
Thanks.
Phillips.
Let's go.
Yes, sir.
All right, Johnson,
back here with me.
Watch your ass, guys.
Hey, Beck.
How many units
you got in pursuit, Sandy?
Two.
How long?
I wouldn't go for coffee.
There he is.
Give me that.
Tommy, come on!
Mr. DeVries' condition
is deteriorating.
We'll have to move him
back to intensive care.
Think he'll make it, doc?
With all the trauma,
it's a miracle he's still alive.
I doubt he'll last the night.
Good.
Keep us up to date,
will you, doc?
Detective Beck.
No one deserves
to die like that.
I don't care
what the man's done.
wounded twenty-three more...
stole six cars,
mostly Ferraris...
robbed eight banks,
six supermarkets...
four jewelry stores,
and a candy shop.
Six people he carved
with a butcher knife.
Two of them were kids.
If anybody deserves
to go that way...
it sure in the hell was him.
Look, Ed,
Tom Beck is the best I've got.
If I give him to you,
I'll never get him back.
My department will crumble...
crime will run rampant...
the city will fall into ruin...
hordes will control the streets,
and life as we know it will end.
I don't want Willis.
I want Beck.
Senator's coming to announce
he's running for president.
He's gotten some threats.
You don't want some ass
blowing him away.
Ed, Willis is a better man now.
He's been with Beck
for over a year.
Give him another shot.
Send Beck to my office, John.
Lieutenant Masterson.
Yeah, I'm Masterson.
Who are you?
Lloyd Gallagher, FBI.
What can I do for you?
I'm following a suspect.
I need some local
law enforcement help.
I spoke with your captain.
He assigned me
All right.
Beck. This is agent
Lloyd Gallagher, FBI, Seattle.
You'll be working with him
the next few days.
I'm in the middle of a case.
Am I supposed to drop this?
Doesn't anybody
say please anymore?
Please.
Oh. How can I refuse?
You can't.
Bureau's getting them younger
every day now.
Must get them
right out of high school.
Don't put it on my desk.
Do not put that on my desk.
Give me a break.
I haven't seen my wife
in a month.
She's fine.
I was with her last night.
She said to say hello.
Sends you a big kiss.
She's getting fat.
Yeah, a beer belly or something.
So who we looking for,
His name is Jack DeVries.
- Stockbroker?
- Right.
How long you been after him?
About a month.
A month, huh?
Why don't you go
buy yourself a drink?
Why?
He's in the hospital.
He's dying.
- Which hospital?
- St. Joseph's.
First and Main.
He ain't going anywhere.
What's your hurry?
Clear.
Still no rhythm.
Can you feel a pulse?
Nothing.
OK. Let's try it again.
Clear.
Doctor, are you OK?
Yeah, I'm OK.
What happened?
I don't know.
Doctor.
I got one patient
dead on the floor.
Are you saying
a man in his condition...
walked the hell out of here?
He left when I went after you.
What do you mean?
Can I help you?
FBI.
Mr. Miller has an extremely
bad stomach condition.
Severe gastritis.
His heart deteriorated
to where we had to schedule...
a triple bypass.
Yesterday afternoon
he had a massive coronary...
but today it was as if he just...
Got up and walked out.
but I know that's not the man
you're looking for.
He's a very kind,
honest gentleman.
Grandpa!
What are you,
stupid or something?
I'm talking to you, wank.
I said I'm...
I'm going to kill you.
A**hole.
Beck, we should get started.
On what?
I got a news flash for you...
DeVries is dead.
Who's this,
His name is Jonathan P. Miller.
I need to find him.
Get away. Do not put that...
Beck, it wasn't funny
the first time.
This better be good.
Quite the desperado.
Still handing out
the death penalty...
I don't do traffic tickets.
You got a body at a record shop
on Melrose and Stanley.
What is it, a full moon?
How's it going, Sarge?
Hey, Frankie, how's it going?
You check the back room?
Yeah. It's clear.
What have we got here?
Hey, Beck, there's a witness.
Apparently she came in
right after it happened.
She got a good look at the guy.
Where is she?
Right here.
Yeah. He was carrying a radio.
What are you doing here?
I'm checking on a couple
of traffic tickets.
Come here.
Sanchez, call the coroner.
See if he can come
sometime today.
That way over there.
How tall would you say he was?
What does this
have to do with you?
You're out of line.
The guy you want is dead.
Your job is done.
I suggest you take
the next flight to Seattle.
How we doing here?
Hey, Sarge.
What do you think?
Is this him?
It's him.
Brem, print this
and circulate it.
Put out a felony warrant
on Jonathan P. Miller...
armed and dangerous.
Shall we get started?
You have that picture of Miller?
Use this instead.
How did you know about Miller?
He worked with DeVries.
Pulling illegal U-turns?
He didn't have a record
till two weeks ago.
Long before that.
Not according to our files.
No. According to our files.
If you want my help,
tell me what's going on.
A criminal's come to your city.
You've been assigned
to help me find him.
If it's that simple...
why's the Bureau
sending you down here?
You don't have
anything on Miller...
because he's always
changing his identity.
You didn't have anything
on DeVries...
until you caught up
with him as DeVries.
Before that,
he was Arvin J. Lusk.
Before that, William Butler.
Miller does the same thing.
This is the closest I've been.
He's got to be stopped
before he moves again.
We'll take my car.
Let's go.
Bureau must be paying
pretty good these days.
Pretty good.
Mind me asking how much
one of these costs?
How much?
I don't know.
You don't know.
What did you do, steal it?
Hey, can you turn that down?
Order up on number three.
One coffee, right?
Senator Holt is drawing a crowd
wherever he goes.
The senator, who was expected
to announce his candidacy...
for president
in Los Angeles tomorrow...
is in town to dedicate a new
branch of Child Help U.S.A.
The work of this organization...
in bettering the lives
stands as an example...
that government
can and should serve...
the needs of the small
as well as the giant.
Senator, is it true...
you'll be announcing
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