The Killing Gene Page #3

Synopsis: A series of deaths have started occurring in New York; Some are being found mutilated while others have an equation wÎ"z = Cov (w,z) = Ã?wzVz carved onto their skin. As police investigate they discover each victim was forced to choose between sacrificing their own life or a loved ones' life. Before long it becomes clear that this perpetrator has suffered just such a similar fate...so now is coping by seeking a way of solving this philosophical enigma, can Captain Maclean and his officers such as Eddie Argo and his new partner Helen Westcott stop this suspect, because he/she won't not until he/she gets to the end of this equation.
Genre: Crime, Drama, Horror
Director(s): Tom Shankland
Production: Vertigo Films
  1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
5.7
Rotten Tomatoes:
71%
R
Year:
2007
104 min
153 Views


Dominic!

Dominic!

Come on, baby! Time to come up!

Shut up, Elly!

The elevator!

- Yeah!

Where you going?

Dominic?

Come on, baby!

Dominic!

Elly!

Dominic, l'm coming!

Elly, come back!

Elly!

Dominic!

Elly!

Elly!

Mommy's coming!

Dominic!

l'm comin', baby!

No!

What the f*** took you so long?

Where have you been?

lt's Elly f***ing Carpenter, right?

l ain't breakin' my balls for her!

She's got a kid, you moron!

You know who just

walked away with him?

Jean Lerner, Jack.

That's who the killer is.

Jean f***in' Lerner!

Who did you put watchin'

Pierre Jackson and Danny Leone?

What are you telling me?

That they got kids, too?

'Cause l don't think so!

lf Jean wants to bleed

those f***in' scum to death,

maybe l ain't gonna stop her!

Maybe me and you

owe it to her not to stop her.

Huh?

Just do your f***ing job, Jack.

What?

You got somethin' to say to me?

F***ing say it!

l'm just confused, Eddie.

You don't seem to treat Danny Leone

like a murderer and rapist.

So how do you want me

to treat him, huh?

He's the best informer l've got.

And no, he's not a murderer,

he's not a rapist.

He wasn't even in that f***in' house.

He was outside in the car.

And he was just a kid.

He ain't my friend, Helen,

but there are shades of f***ing gray.

How many?

Catch you later!

- Later, Assan! Yo!

What crazy-ass f***ed-up sh*t

you gonna da now, man?

That motherf***er killed Wes.

Hey, Assan.

- Yo, what's up?

l told you, it ain't Assan!

It's f***in' Jean Lerner!

Straight up, man!

Think about it, man!

Think about it!

Hey yo, Assan!

Assan!

What the f*** is wrong with you, man?

What the f*** is wrong with me?

- Are you f***ing crazy?

What the f*** is wrong with you?

He killed Wes and Jamal!

Where's your f***in' loyalty?

lt was Jean Lerner!

lt's f***in' payback!

Payback for what you done, Pierre!

For what you done!

For what you done!

- You're a f***ing p*ssy!

What?

Hey, grandma. How you doin'?

Well, you know

how to use the TV, right?

Yeah, use the remote.

lt's the box with the numbers on it.

No, no, no, the other box.

l've been running. That's right.

l gotta go now.

l love you. Okay, bye.

Hey, Assan, you piece of sh*t.

Danny, come on!

Danny, don't be like that!

Yo, Danny!

- F*** you!

You piece of sh*t!

- F***ing amateur!

Any news on the truck?

lt's impossible

to read the license number,

but we're checking every white, Ford

Econoline Van 150 from '91 to '94.

Do an APB. You run traces on

everything, credit cards, IRS...

We're gonna find this kid!

Smith and Osman

failed some kind of test.

The three nickel a blow job

chicken head

sure as f***

ain't gonna come through.

Can l talk with him, please?

Go on.

You know, she was

the only one of my assistants

who seemed to care about the work.

She made drawings for me.

You saw them.

She said the Price equation

changed her life.

Made sense of everything.

Then one day she didn't come in.

You know,

l can see the monkey in you.

Hey.

- Hey.

Daniel Leone's an informer.

l mean, he is an informer, right?

What's your point?

Cops use him as a dealer.

And for sure

he's not the only one.

Cops do coke. l get that.

l wasn't born yesterday.

And l know sh*t happens,

but the Lerner case, sir,

it's hard to believe.

l mean, it was a fiasco.

Getting a confession

by covering the guy in bruises!

Of course it wasn't gonna fly.

And you think they

f***ed it up for drugs.

ls that what you're saying?

No, l...

But maybe they're in too deep

and it's clouding their judgment.

My priority, Detective,

is a missing kid.

lf you want to make it your crusade

to clean up this precinct,

be my guest.

No one's gonna thank you, though.

Eddie!

What are you doing here?

Didn't l tell you to stay at home?

l just figured l'd be safer here.

What happened?

lt was f***in' Pierre.

He killed Assan, man.

She's got Elly.

Elly and her kid.

- F***!

From right under my f***ing nose.

What if you don't find her?

l'll book you.

Sir, no parking here!

Police business!

Take it outta here!

Should've been you who got fried.

Did you see who did this?

Was it a woman?

Was it Jean Lerner?

lt was me.

l killed him.

l killed my baby!

l killed my baby!

l killed him!

How did the case

get f***ed up so bad?

A crime like that.

There must have been

a lot of DNA evidence.

None of it would stick?

- Yeah, that's right.

The bathroom on the next floor

flooded the lab.

Everything got wet. Okay?

Kids busted up the crime scene

before we could re-collect.

And the gun?

- Never found.

And what?

You figured if you beat a confession

from Jamal the DA would let it go?

Listen, you c*nt.

lf you'd seen what they did,

that f***in' scum,

you might have lost it a bit, too.

What the f***?

Gotta talk to Danny Leone.

Right. We'll come with you.

No you don't.

That's not acceptable, Eddie!

- What?

Just because you've got a history

doesn't make this

your personal mission.

What do you mean "history"?

What are you talkin' about?

l'm gonna persuade him to be bait.

He's trying to protect you, okay?

- F*** you!

Hey, Eddie!

Man, did you find him?

- Shut up!

Just shut up.

You were just drivin' the car, right?

You were just outside in the car.

What happened?

You tortured that woman.

Man, l didn't...

- You f***in' raped her.

l didn't rape her!

You were in that f***in' house!

- l didn't kill nobody, man!

What did you do to those women?

You were in there!

Man, l didn't lay a finger, alright?

l was just in the hall.

You were in the hall.

- l was just in the hall, man.

You were in there.

Oh Jesus!

Jesus!

And you weren't just

in the f***ing hall, were you?

Were you?

Alright...

l wasn't.

Okay?

Eddie, l didn't do nothin', man!

l swear!

l thougt we were just gonna gang

some jewelry and bust the f*** out.

Pierre was f***in' outta control, man.

l couldn't stop him.

l couldn't do anything.

l didn't want no part of it, man.

l remember seein' Elly.

Standin' over her...

The bottle...

Covered in blood, man.

l couldn't f***in' handle it!

l went and sat on the stairs

like a f***in' p*ssy, alright?

You could've done something.

You could've called the f***in' cops.

You had the gun, Danny!

You could've blown

Pierre's f***in' brains out!

l was a kid.

l don't know nobody else!

Who's gonna have my back?

You?

l didn't lay a finger.

You know me, Eddie.

Yeah.

No, Danny isn't such a bad guy.

Pierre's the f***ing devil.

Danny just gets

caught up in things, right?

l should've done something.

You're just a Iow-life

f***ing dope whore.

What does that make me?

She'll be coming for you.

You know that.

She'll come for you

and someone you care about.

Who do you love?

ls there anyone you love?

l'm gonna f***in' kill you, b*tch!

B*tch!

B*tch...

You called me that before,

when you were cutting me.

Do you remember cutting me?

Yeah.

And l remember how you

f***in' screamed like a b*tch.

ln fact, my cock is getting hard

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