The New York Ripper Page #4
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- 1982
- 85 min
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SURE, HE SPENDS THE WHOLE MOVIE
IN THE TINY LITTLE CELL, RIGHT,
BUT HE'S IN THE BEST SHAPE
OF HIS ENTIRE LIFE.
GIVE ME A LITTLE PIECE OF TAPE.
WHAT HAPPENED TO
THE BIG TICKING TIME CLOCK?
MY WORK HAPPENS HERE...
AND HERE.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
I AM TRYING TO CREATE
AT YOUR LITTLE AREA
THAT YOU DON'T CARE.
WE DON'T WORK HERE, SHAWN.
THESE MURDERS,
BUT DON'T WORRY.
I HAVE A PLAN.
YOU ARE GOING TO CALL
THE STRESS LINE:
AND PRETEND:
TO BE DEPRESSED,
ASK FOR RORY:
SO THAT I CAN SEE HIM
IN ACTION.
WHY DON'T YOU CALL HIM?
GUS, PLEASE BE SERIOUS
FOR ONE SECOND.
NO ONE'S GOING TO BELIEVE
THAT I'M DEPRESSED.
I'VE GOT AN IDEA.
WHY DON'T YOU HAVE THE CA MAKE THE CALL?
HE'S LIKE YOUR NEW PARTNER,
RIGHT?
WHERE IS HE, ANYWAY?
GUS, HE'S FAR MORE COMFORTABLE
IN YOUR CAR,
PLUS I NEED HIM:
WELL RESTED:
FOR WHEN HE IDENTIFIES
THE KILLER.
NOW, WAIT EXACTLY TWO SECONDS,
I HAVE NO IDEA:
WHAT I'D EVEN SAY.
HERE'S A GOOD OPENER.
HELLO, MY NAME'S GUS.
I HAVE A DEEP-SEATED JEALOUSY
FOR A TINY LITTLE BOY CAT.
WHY WOULD YOU PUT THEM
ON SPEAKER PHONE?
SEE, BECAUSE I THINK
THAT TENDS TO UNDERCUT--
BIG T!
LOOK SHARP.
WHAT IS IT NOW, MR. SPENCER?
JUST WANTED TO:
PICK YOUR BRAIN.
HOW MANY LINES:
DO YOU GOT GOING HERE?
WELL, I HAVE 12 LINES,
BUT I'M ADDING MORE
ALL THE TIME.
THE MORE LINES, THE MORE GREEN,
AM I RIGHT?
I'M A NON-PROFIT OPERATION.
I'M NOT IN THIS FOR THE MONEY.
REALLY? THAT'S WEIRD.
SEE, I'M THINKING OF CHARGING
FOUR BUCKS A MINUTE.
RORY.
RORY!
[KNOCKING]
HEY, ROR.
HEY.
YOUR MUSIC, HUH?
YOU KIDDING?
MUSIC INSPIRES ME.
YEAH, YOU KNOW, YOU DON'T REALLY
STRIKE ME AS THE...
CHARITABLE TYPE.
I WAS GOING TO SAY "SENSITIVE,"
BUT SURE.
ACTUALLY, I'M HERE
AS PART OF A COMMUNITY SERVICE
ON THIS ASSAULT BEEF.
I GOT INTO I WITH THIS GUY
WHO DIDN'T LIKE MY POETRY, SO...
TWO FITTY? WOW.
THAT'S INTENSE.
[BANG]
RORY?
TAKE LINE SIX!
I'LL LET YOU GET BACK TO WORK.
SORRY.
[SIGH]
HELLO, STRESS LINE.
THE EXTRA "S"
IS FOR EXTRA STRESS.
THIS IS RORY.
UH-HUH.
SO YOU'RE EXPERIENCING
SOME STRESS.
CAREER AND PERSONAL?
WELL, YEAH, I SUPPOSE.
I MEAN, MY CAREER'S NOT EXACTLY
NO. NO, I DON'T HAVE
A GIRLFRIEND RIGHT NOW.
IT'S BEEN A WHILE.
RIGHT.
RIGHT.
THAT'S NOT GOOD.
UM, DOES IT MAKE YOU
HAVE DARK THOUGHTS?
LIKE HOW DARK ARE YOU TALKING?
LIKE "WANNA BE DEAD" DARK?
OKAY, EASY.
SUICIDE IS NO THE ANSWER.
WHO SAID ANYTHING ABOUT SUICIDE?
I JUST SAID MAYBE I SHOULD FIND
A NEW HOBBY,
LIKE COIN COLLECTING,
I LIKE WATER ACTIVITIES.
LIKE DROWNING?
[GUS]:
WHAT?DROWNING?
I DON'T WANT TO DROWN!
NO, NO, OF COURSE YOU DON'T.
THAT'S AWFUL, OKAY?
BUT I DON'T CARE
WHAT YOU SAY:
ABOUT SUICIDE IN A LAKE
BEING POETIC, YOU KNOW,
LIKE, YOUR BODY FLOATING
SERENE WATERS,
AND YOUR FINAL BREATHS
RIPPLING OU:
IN AN EVER-WIDENING
CIRCLE,
YOU KNOW, LIKE
THE CIRCLE OF LIFE,
BUT YOU HAVE TO STOP
THAT KIND OF THINKING.
YOU HAVE SO MUCH
TO LIVE FOR.
YOU'RE DAMN STRAIGHT.
YOU SEE, I CAN TELL,
THIS PHONE CALL:
DUDE, WHAT THE HELL
WAS THAT?
I FEEL REALLY CREEPED OUT.
DUDE, HE PUT YOU
ON THE CREEPY TRAIN
HEADED FOR CREEP ISLAND
WHERE THE NATIVES
DRINK CREEP NECTAR
OUT OF CREEPY:
COCONUT SHELLS.
SHAWN,
IT'S HORRIBLE.
YEAH, SORRY.
HE'S NUTS, SHAWN.
YES.
HE ACTUALLY MADE
SOME GOOD POINTS.
PHARMACEUTICAL:
SALES? NOT SEXY.
YOU ARE MY ONLY:
NON-WORK FRIEND.
THERE'S GOTTA BE SOMETHING
WRONG WITH THAT.
HEY, HEY, HEY, WHAT IS THIS?
WHAT?
"HANG IN THERE."
HE'S RIGHT.
I NEED TO START TAKING
SOME MORE RISKS.
DOES THAT MEAN WE CAN
GO CLIFF-DIVING?
NO. I'M BEING SERIOUS, SHAWN.
LOOK, WOULD IT MAKE YOU
FEEL ANY BETTER:
IF I TOLD YOU:
HILTONBOCK CALLED?
WE GOT THE APARTMENT!
WHAT WOULD MAKE ME FEEL BETTER
IS IF WE CALLED THE POLICE!
THIS GUY IS:
DANGEROUS, SHAWN.
LET'S CALL VICK.
MAYBE GET HIM ARRESTED.
GUS, GUS...
WHAT?
THE ONLY THING:
THIS GUY IS GUILTY OF RIGHT NOW
IS BEING A BAD POET.
WE CANNOT JUST PICK UP THE PHONE
AND BEG THE POLICE
TO COME AND SAVE US.
LOOK, JUST...JUST STAY AWAY
FINAL DECISION.
WE WAIT.
UM, NO, IT'S THIS WAY.
YOU SURE?
YES.
NOW, WAS THAT SO HARD?
MYBE YOU'D CARE
TO EXPLAIN THIS.
MY EYELINER PENCIL?
SO YOU ADMIT IT'S YOURS.
FUNNY HOW GLORIA STARKS'
SUICIDE NOTE:
WAS SCRAWLED:
ACROSS HER WINDSHIELD
IN BLACK EYELINER,
AT THE CRIME SCENE.
YOU, MY FRIEND, ARE LOOKING
AT EXHIBIT "A."
BAG IT, O'HARA.
YOU LIKE YOUR MUSIC,
DON'T YOU, RORY?
YEAH, I DO.
IT'S MY INSPIRATION.
I BET.
I BET IT INSPIRES YOU TO KILL.
THAT'S WHY
YOU COULDN'T RESIS
PLAYING YOUR BIG-HAIRED,
DRUG-INDUCED DEATH MUSIC
ON MORTIMER TILDEN'S STEREO
WHILE YOU FORCED HIM
TO SWALLOW ALL THOSE PILLS,
OR ON GLORIA STARKS' CAR RADIO
WHILE SHE SLIPPED
INTO UNCONSCIOUSNESS,
AND EVEN NOW.
LET'S HAVE A LITTLE LISTEN,
SHALL WE?
[PLAYS "UP, UP AND AWAY
IN MY BEAUTIFUL BALLOON"]
WHAT, YOU THINK YOU CAN
SWITCHING OU YOUR HEAD-THRASHING CRAP
FOR THIS NOISE?
THIS CRAP:
IS ALL I LISTEN TO.
I HATE METAL MUSIC.
I USE THE DETAILS
THAT I GET FROM CALLERS
TO WRITE:
BETTER POEMS.
I'M NOT A KILLER.
NO, YOU'RE A POET...
BUT YOU'RE ALSO AN ASSAULTER,
AREN'T YOU?
WHO DO YOU THINK ARRESTED YOU
ON THAT ASSAULT CHARGE?
OH, A GUY FROM THE PHONE COMPANY
FOUND THE VICTIM.
I DIDN'T KILL ANYBODY.
WHAT?
YOU'RE NOT TAKING NOTES?
NOW LASSITER GETS CREDI FOR SOLVING A CRIME,
HOW DO YOU FIGURE?
LASSITER DIDN'T SOLVE THE CRIME.
RORY'S INNOCENT.
HE DIDN'T DO IT.
HE DIDN'T?
NO.
THEN WHO DID?
JUST GRIP THE SPIKE
WITH YOUR LITTLE FOO
AND CLIMB! COME ON!
'CAUSE YOU'RE A
CLIMBING MACHINE, GUS.
JUST, YOU KNOW, BE CAREFUL.
GRIP THE SPIKE:
WITH YOUR FOOT!
OKAY, OKAY, OKAY.
GREASE.
DUDE! DUDE! DUDE!
I KNOW WHO THE KILLER IS.
CAN I COME DOWN, THEN?
NO, NO, I HAVE TO FIGURE OU WHERE HE'S HEADED.
WHO IS HE?
TAKING THE APARTMEN ISN'T SUCH A GOOD IDEA,
UNLESS YOU THINK IT'S COOL
THAT OUR WOULD-BE LANDLORD
IS A SERIAL KILLER.
HILTONBOCK?
THERE WAS A PATTERN.
SEE, ALL THE MURDERS
COINCIDE WITH DATES
THAT HILTONBOCK:
WAS SERVICING THE PHONE LINES.
THAT'S WHEN HE HAD
ACCESS.
WITH THIS?
YES. YEAH, YEAH,
SEND THAT DOWN.
PERFECT!
SEE, THIS DEVICE STORES
ALL THE INCOMING
AND OUTGOING CALLS.
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