[♪]
He's too strong.
He's too strong...
...of mind.
I've got to stop my old nemesis.
I've got to stop him.
[screaming]
Shut up.
Fucking assholes man.
I've got to get to the other side.
Cause he's living inside of me.
I can't get him out of my head.
Shut up already.
Gonna do it now.
Gonna do it now.
He's gonna come.
He's to powerful.
Got to get him out of me.
Got to fight him on the other side.
Time to die.
Not.
[screaming]
[chanting yes]
So long motherfucker.
Fucking creep.
[repeatedly] come on, let's go.
Good to see you go motherfucker.
[alarm]
Get him out of here.
take your time, I don't think this guy is going to make it.
Is he breathing?
Doesn't look like it.
Stick this right here. Give me a little piece of tap, will you?
Yeah.
We're wasting our time. I don't think this guy is going to make it.
Ever revive a guy before?
Nah?
Put your hands right here. Just try that.
Like that?
Yea.
Nah that's to soft.
You gotta place your hands like this.
I wasn't doing anything?
What the hell you in here for?
I've got two more years.
Really?
Got any plans when you get out?
[roar]
You can not escape me by death.
If you run, I will find you.
Only in defeat will I cease.
Only in victory can you die.
[screaming]
Alright.
[Screaming]
Yes!
Yeah!
I'll fucking riot!
Alright we're going to take you down to central,
and do the paperwork.
What are you going to do, check his dick for prints?
That's bullshit man, you ain't got shit on me.
I ain't going nowhere.
I told you, my friend ask me to take a ride in his car.
Now how was I supposed to know it was stolen.
Shut up you little monkey.
Hey Nick, I'm bucking this guy on 227.
Grand Theft Auto.
that's an A-felony, I don't think it'll stick with him.
The best you can do is a C-misdemeanor, un-lawful entry.
Yeah that's right a C-misdemeanor, you ain't got shit on me.
No fuck that, we caught him in a stolen limo.
Dead to rights.
What about the accomplice?
it says something here...
Ah a fast little fucker, he got away.
Yeah what about my home boy.
I uh- I mean I don't even know.
Look, any good lawyer is going to lay an accessory wrap on the kid.
It's a class B felony.
Let's make a deal time.
Take a bargain to down from the C-misdemeanor.
What's the fucking point?
The DEA is going to throw it out, why waste your time.
No you look McCardle.
I caught this little piece of shit and I'm bucking him on an A-felony.
Can't do that, the purp is under 16. you guys got to...
Fuck this.
He's could be back on the streets tomorrow and you know it.
Who's side are you on anyways.
I don't make the laws,
But since I'm the only one who can read around here, you guys have learned to count on my
solomon like wisdom.
Yeah, Solomon.
You need to learn to be like solomon.
Shut up. Shut up.
You know, I don't know how anybody could want to work with anybody with you anyways.
I don't know why anybody would want to work with you anyway.
[]
Peggy, give us a moment please.
I'll be right there.
Everyone noticed that you weren't at the service at St.Ann's.
There where two thousand cops there.
I didn't think I should be there.
Look kid, there are certain thing you're going to have to deal with.
These kind of things happen in our line of work, you have got to learn to let life go on.
I killed my partner Tony.
You shoot, then killed Brendan Sullivan by mistake.
It was an accident.
an accident that happened in a very fucked up situation.
Now you got to worry about you.
You understand?
The brass is going to give the credit for busting the Mirror Man to Brendan.
The dead hero cop bullshit.
Look that's just hat the public wants to hear.
What you got to be conserened about is that you got to ride out the storm.
I'll do the best I can.
I'll try to keep your job.
Thanks Tony.
Alright.
I don't know why anybody would want to work with you anyway.
[singing]
Thanks for stopping man.
Well I did, so get on in.
You live far from here?
Yea I got to get somewhere.
To tell you the truth I don't know where.
I mean is your car broken down.
My caddie is out of gas about a mile down the road.
Is there a gas station around here that you can give me a lift to.
Yea I can give you a lift to the fill in station, but I can't bring you back.
My man.
By the way, my name's Ernie.
My name is Trex. Mark Trex.
You know Ernie, I've got to tell you
I've lived a very tortured existence up to now.
You know why?
I see things, people don't see.
I know things, people don't know.
I want you to understand this really, because you're a real person.
I haven't talked to one in a while.
Well you've got to get out more often.
what's that in your belt?
It's my knife.
what does it look like?
Can I hold it?
Hell no, that's a bad question to ask a man.
I got wheels!
[radio]
[in audible]
Great, you'll complete my collection.
Yeah right.
Thanks for picking me up.
I thought I was going to have to walk the whole way to New York.
Or at least I-95.
No one is picking people up tonight.
Not even truckers.
There's like an escaped psycho on the lose.
You think to much.
You know, maybe a sane person has escaped.
And that's why they're all scared.
Yeah right.
Come to think about it...
...I don't even know who you are.
Don't worry abut me.
I'm a psych-major.
I've talk to a lot of psych-majors.
♪ The druids travel in their mazes. ♪
♪ Slashing people with their razors. ♪
[jamming]
♪ The druids travel in their mazes. ♪
♪ Slashing people with their razors. ♪
♪ Moving through time. Moving through time. ♪
I really got to take a piss.
I'll tell you, I don't like what I am hearing.
If you got to piss...
...piss out the window.
Because I'm on a quest.
That's great.
what kind of quest?
I'm searching for the gates of hell.
[panting]
You know in the middle ages,
The practice of dentistry was nothing more then butchering really.
[explosion]
[sirens]
Detail here at the scene are sketchy at the moment,
but apparently an escaped mental patient, Mark Trex,
hijacked this vehicle after killing a local resident.
And then perished himself in this bizarre accident.
On the action cam you can see the scene of the maximum security institution,
Where Trex was to spend the rest of his life.
Trex elegedly killed a doctor after a fake suicide attempt.
Mikey.
He escaped some hours ago.
Mikey your dinner is getting cold.
Trex was known as the mirror man. He was institutionalized...
Mikey!
[gunshots]
[sirens]
[T.V. continues]
Mikey your goddamn dinner is getting cold.
Want to know what?
I don't even care anymore.
Peggy?
I'm sorry.
[]
Mark!
Mark, where ya been?
What do you mean, where have I been?
You know what I mean. You're late for dinner.
I know ma.
Where have you been?
You're late.
Mark. Mark!
Alright fuck it, I'm coming up.
Why are you always late?
Don't you ever think about anybody but yourself?
Ever think about me?
- Don't you care about your mother? - Mom.
Who's been in my room?
It was those damn police men again.
You're bringing the cops down on me again.
Why are you bringing the cops down?
When was this?
I got to know exactly when this was.
I don't know.
Seems like a long time ago.
Maybe I wrote it on my calendar.
You're a fucking genius you know that ma?
It was years ago.
You really- you really got.
you gotta...
I can't even say how stupid you are.
- You got to believe me on that. - Don't call me stupid.
You can't call me stupid!
You where the one who was stupid Mark.
I'm not going to talk to you.
Go to your room.
The principal call the other day about that cat you killed at school.
Why do you do that?
Just shut up.
[]
[]
How you doing, it's ten dollars tonight.
Nah look me up, Tiffany O'Brian. I'm on the guest list.
Yeah, who put you on the list?
The band, I'm the photographer.
- No Tiffany O'Brian on here. - Well look again.
Alright I'm on there.
Look I just checked, there's no Tiffany O'Brian on the list.
Tonight it's ten dollars.
I can't believe you're making me pay.
Well if you don't want to pay then leave.
I'm fine.
Thank you very much.
Have a good night.
Slut.
[]
Hay Leo.
Pipe down will you.
I'm half fucking deaf already.
Hey what's up Tiff?
Not much, what's going on?
Hey Jen can I have a nice cold one?
Nothing is going on around here.
There where two bands before Beezle Bop,
and I don't now whats going on with Molly.
There's nothing cool going on around here.
This place sucks.
I know it really sucks, I could be at some other shows taking pictures of some band,
making some bucks.
Did you check this guy's I.D?
No, you got I.D.?
Yea I got I.D.
Hey what the hell is this?
Leave the liquor outside.
Can't come in with that.
Did you get his money?
Yea man, right here.
Go on.
I want you to watch for that.
I make my money at the bar.
Sorry.
Sorry.
OH yeah you do the pictures thing.
Yeah.
I've got a new carer myself.
That's too bad.
Why?
I can still get you what you need.
Do you want something?
I'm feeling so tired?
- Yes? - Yes.
Okay listen I got to go and check on him, and make sure he isn't stroking.
[mumbling]
Listen just stay here, and I'll be right back.
Okay?
Great. I'll be right back.
Jimmy pick it up.
Move it.
Get the bar over the bar and into peoples hands.
That's how we're making money.
Come on. Move it huh?
Hey.
Lyle!
How you doing?
- How are you? - Good to see you?
Oh it's such a long time.
Yea, coming in to check out the act?
OH yea, I'm bringing everybody with me.
Good. Good.
We're going to bring a photographer in here,
shoot this place into the next issue.
Hey Jimmy comp everything for Lyle.
Oh thanks.
Oh years ago, Mark, it would have been you on stage.
You where very...
...black.
Alright, alright. So you're going to do a little right up on us?
Yeah.
Include me, do a little thing about the club.
He's one crazy dude, damn.
what's up?
Listen, here's your weed Tiff.
Here take it.
It's a nice dime anyway.
I appreciate it.
Listen I don't want to hang out.
- yeah? - I'm to pissed off.
This sucks.
Um...
I'm gone.
[]
Hey!
You cut somebody's head open, I get sued.
Not you.
Me.
Slow down.
[inaudible]
Hey pal, this is a private office okay?
You got to get out.
Go back to the band area.
I'm not here to see the band.
I'm here to see you.
No, I'm serious okay?
You know, you got to get out.
Alright?
Come on man.
No really, get out of here.
Get out.
You're not going to shake my hand?
No man, I'm not.
Get out of here.
♪ Destroy the lost souls, for they do not know. ♪
[laughing]
Hey I'm flattered okay?
I really am, I'm flattered.
You're a nice guy, but you know...
...get out of here!
Before I have to call the bouncers.
You hear me?
I'm flattered, but you got to go.
[omminous laugh]
You feel that?
You feel that?
It's death.
Feel death slipping...
...right into you.
And life...
...slipping out.
There's always a guy to chock hold.
You never learn.
You know why?
You wanted me to do this.
You wanted me to come and do this.
what do you think?
[Groaning]
Be good.
You can not kill me.
[ominous laugh]
[]
[screaming]
You going to mope around all night McCardle?
Yea Mick, you haven't said a fucking thing all day.
What's the matter, you and Peggy get into another fight?
[mumbles]
Well if that's the way it is,
I can't wait to get married.
It's not all peaches and cream you know.
Just ask Mick here, you know.
I mean if you stay married long enough to somebody.
.They turn into a different person.
Hey, did you make it with that nurse last night?
Nah, she hates me.
Well louis said she saw you talking to that young thing.
Fuck you.
Hey get this.
She works over at Saint Catherine's right,
so last night the bus reigns this vic in.
Some stabbed in the lower east side, in one of those joints.
Deal away, no chance.
But it wasn't really just a stabbing,
it was more like some kind of sacrificial ritual or something.
You know what she said?
She said that the body had no blood left.
You got to be kidding.
Oh.
You ready for this?
The guy was beheaded or something...
.with an ax.
[scream]
The purp, clawed this guys eyes in.
Jammed something in there or something.
Whatever I really wasn't paying attention at that point.
Yea.
I don't want to hear it.
That what they call being sick.
Probably it'll be another serial killer.
[mumbling]
[insane laughing]
[]
What is your problem?
You're getting that weird look in your eyes again.
Tony I called you because we got to talk about something.
Some weird shit going on.
The Mirror Man is back.
It's been ten fucking years pal.
Look don't even bother me with this shit
I hear things.
I know Mark Trex escaped.
But he's dead.
You got the medicals examiners signature on the death certificate.
End of story.
Tony you got to believe me.
He's out there. I know it.
I feel it.
Look don't give me that mambo jambo.
You're just goddamn lucky everybody in the fucking department has forgotten about
your little problem.
What do you want to dredge this whole thing up again for?
If he's out there, you want me to just sit here and not do anything?
Alright lets just say for a second I believe you, okay?
You're a good cop Mickey, but you're out of your fucking mind
if you're going to put your neck out on the line for this.
Nobody gives a shit.
Nobody cares anymore.
Look do yourself a favor, just lay low.
Do your job.
Don't piss anybody off downtown.
Put in your twenty years, collect your fucking pension.
That's what it's all about.
You don't believe that Tony.
Oh yes I do my boy.
Times have changed.
You've been busy doing the dog you don't know.
you can't do your job anymore without breaking some goddam patrol procedures.
Or department manual procedures.
You put guys away, you do years on the job.
It don't mean a shit, you're gone.
It's not fair, but that's the way it is.
I'm gonna go down to one police plaza, talk to Manhattans own commander.
That's the stupidest thing you could do Mickey.
You're not going anywhere with a shine like Charlie O'Holgan.
He's got his head so far up the police commissioners ass you need a bullhorn to talk to him.
I want to work with homicide on this Tony.
I think I understand the guy.
I mean I've been seeing his face for ten fucking years.
I got to do this.
I got to do this for Brendan.
Hey Mick did you catch the latest on the Mirror Man?
I just iced some teenage girl in a club down by the alley.
Yea Teenage girl can you believe it?
Hacked her up real good.
Listen where did you hear that?
I saw it on the city wide teletype.
In the sergeants office.
Brendan you're gonna get in trouble.
Hey, how am I supposed to get ahead around here?
What you need is information.
That's what it's all about.
I'm telling you something.
If you want to make detective, you better learn that right away.
I bet if you bag the Mirror Man, you'll get your gold shield.
Yeah right.
I'll tell you something.
I'd like to kick his ass.
Bullshit.
He's real scary, real sick-o.
You want to know something Mick?
I'd fucking kill him.
[gunshot]
[screaming]
I'd fucking kill him.
[]
Well now McCardle.
What can I do for you?
Actually do you have a minute?
Not really, no.
I had a few ideas about the Belmont homicide.
A few ideas?
What do you mean?
Well it matches a certain profile.
That's for sure.
Well thanks a lot and I'm sure task force detective assigned to the case will really
appreciate any information you can supply them.
Actually I wanted to request a temp transfer to homicide.
Oh McCardle, you and every other gold shield in the NYPD.
You know, membership in F-squad is just slightly oversubscribed.
Now we real appreciate your-
I think I know who the perp is.
McCardle whats the matter?
Safe and law squad not glamorous enough for you?
Look you are just damn lucky to have tour tin at all.
You have no one to blame but yourself.
OH hell.
Everybody knows you got a raw deal.
You got crucified by Internal Affairs.
You should have got command discipline and that's all.
But nothing can be done about it now.
The killer is Mark Trex.
Jesus Christ you are out of your fucking mind.
The guy is dead.
His tent sheet came over the wire city wide.
He broke out of prison, stole a car and pilled it up.
He didn't die in the crash.
They found his body.
Fixed it, made it look like it was him.
Oh please, why am I talking to you?
Did anybody from state police bother to check dental records?
Of course they did.
How do you know?
Because it is procedure.
They get good people at S.P.
You know you have got brass balls coming in here and bothering me with this bullshit.
I think you should listen to me.
Get the hell out of here McCardle.
[]
[]
Something I can do for you slick?
OH man, whats the trouble? Officer.
No trouble. Listen, I'm just doing some follow up.
Anybody here that might have been around the other night?
A regular?
Who might have seen something.
Man I don't know nothing alright?
People come in and out. A lot of people.
How am I supposed to know?
- Faces- - Shut up.
Well you know, come to think of it.
Little redhead in the back, her name is Tiffany O'Brian.
She's here all the time.
She's some sleaze bag band photographer.
Why don't you go ask little tramp herself?
Maybe she can help you out.
In the back?
Yeah, redhead with a camera.
Smells like good dope.
[mumbling]
Fuck.
Shit.
Out.
Are you sure you are a cop and not just a pervert with a bathroom authority thing?
Very funny.
Listen wise ass.
I'm in a mood tonight where any wrong answer is going to piss me off.
I'm assuming you've got enough drugs on you for a nice little narcotics wrap?
Oh no, I'm just joking.
Alright lets play a little game.
If I don't like the answers I get, I'm going to search you.
Alright sounds fair.
Sounds very fair.
Okay.
Where you here the night the owner was killed?
No I- I wasn't, I told that to the other police man alright?
The bouncer says you where here.
He said that?
Well I didn't see anything alright?
I- I was working.
You were working? What do you mean you were working?
I was taking pictures.
Look I got to go, this band is paying for this roll of film.
Wait a minute, you took pictures that night?
Yeah, maybe.
So you might have gotten a shoot of people in the club, right?
Actually I did.
Wait a second.
you know what, I think I got a real tight close up of the you know...
Choke dead.
Very fucking funny.
Photos that's evidentiary material, we can subpoena that.
Okay, but let me just get rid of this roll of film alright?
I can't let the band down, Okay?
I'm sticking right with you.
- Okay. - Alright?
Hey Stewart you better flush your heroin down the toilet.
We got an uninvited guest.
I wouldn't be surprised.
What happened to stigmata?
Band sucks. My mom asleep?
Yeah.
I'm detective McCardle. Did I wake you up?
Nah, I just got finished with a mega work out.
I was just going this new thing with my lats.
Could we develop the film now?
Yea right, watch all this alright?
Mom's sort of got an obsession with him among other things.
Tiffany what's wrong?
Nothing ma, go back to sleep.
I just got to sleep, what are you doing to me?
What am I doing to you? I'm talking to you, what's the big deal alright?
- Go back to sleep - what are you doing at this hour?
- What am I doing to her? - How can I sleep when you're talking?
Mom you're eavesdropping, it's your fucking fault. If you weren't listening you wouldn't
be hearing anything, alright?. Just leave me alone.
Your sick, you smoke pot in this house. You belong in a hospital.
Ma go back to sleep and leave me alone.
You smoke pot in this house?
So what? She doesn't know shit.
Cause I could use a collar.
Oh cause a like a big pot bust is going to make your career.
At this point I don't even care if you arrest me.
[sigh] come on.
Tiffany! Bring mommy her medicine, I need to sleep.
That guy lives here with you?
Yeah, so?
[suspenseful music]
Here.
So you're looking for the killer right?
Brilliant.
Could you blow up one of these?
Yeah, you got to pay for the paper though.
Fine.
You're not married now are you?
Yeah right.
What does you're mother think about that?
Uh my mother doesn't think.
Hey, hey careful.
Careful.
Do you want me to print it lighter or what?
Tiffany please! What are you doing?
Want me to arrest her?
You know I really don't care if you shoot her at this point.
I really don't.
What's going on?
MA I'm not doing anything.
Why are you doing this to me? Stewart!
I'm going to keep this okay?
Bring me my medicine.
Thanks for your help. We'll keep in touch.
[roaring]
♪ It's microwave rap, rap. ♪
♪ forty seconds later it's zap, zap, zap. ♪
♪ Some of to your mouth ain't nothing glad... ♪
I'm on time for once, that's right for me.
Great come on in.
Who are you?
Huh this place is you, it's definitely you.
I guess you could say that, so what can I do you for babe?
I saw your add in a book.
It's very, very funny.
Well my name is Buster Hyman.
And I'm almost as funny as my name.
[laughing]
You're not funny.
you're pathetic.
What do you mean?
I was just.
I mean listen to this shit!
It's not music.
It's not even- It's not even reality.
Hey. Hey kid look, get the fuck out of here okay?
Fuck that.
Years ago.
He made a slum pack with me.
A pack that could never be broken.
♪ We are the children of the inferno. ♪
♪ formed in the crucible of despair. ♪
You sing.
So fucking what?
I mean I sing a lot of shit in my life.
What are you fucking nuts?
Hey that's just some shit song.
Look, hey kid get the fuck out of here alright?
[screams]
You can not kill me Trex.
[heart beat]
Hey guys come here.
What do you got Mick?
It's a murder mutilation thing.
It's kind of like that sick-o case on lower east side last week.
We don't have enough cases? We have to star doing Homicide for them now?
What does this mean here? He was a jingle writer?
I think it's like a musician that writes songs for commercials.
You know about music? I didn't know you knew about music.
I don't.
So you guys covering for me?
No problem.
[doorbell]
Who are you?
I'm detective McCardle.
What?
Can I talk to you about your son?
Anybody contact you? Did you hear what happened?
I know you.
You where at the trail.
You were sitting there making up lies about my son!
You lied.
All of you.
You all lied about Mark!
I was the arresting officer.
Your son was a very bad person.
Do you know what they did to him?
They sent him to prison.
Do you know what they did to him there?
Do you know what he did to those ten people?
He did not.
My poor little Mark.
Listen lady, it doesn't really matter any more does it?
I mean he's dead right?
The people from social services called,
they said Mark died in a car crash.
But my Mark was a very good driver.
Why they're all crazy!
It's all bullshit.
What are you saying?
He used to drive my car all the time,
but then the police took it away.
And they never brought it back to me and it's been ten years.
How much of this bullshit do I have to take before I get my car back.
What are you saying lady, is he back?
Maybe he is, maybe he isn't.
But leave him alone, you've done enough to him already.
It's your fault he is the way he is.
Now get out.
Get out!
It's your fault.
Can't get you off his mind.
Get out of here and leave him alone.
[]
[sirens]
Tiffany!
Oh it's my new cop friend.
What I do now?
Nothing, get in the car.
Actually I don't think I have to get in the car.
Just get in the car.
This is your car?
This is a pretty fucked up car.
You should have seen it in 79.
I had a few more thoughts about this case.
Mind if I ask you a few questions?
Alright.
If you want to bug me with more questions, you got to do me a favor alright?
What?
You got to drive me somewhere.
Where?
Just drive and I'll tell you when to make a right turn okay?
- What's up? - What's up?
Come on, give me the money.
Hey man this is like a really light bag.
Hey fuck you man, you came her to play with me?
Not it's just you usually give me like twice-
- Hey look can you afford the five dollars? - No.
- So take your shit and go. - Come on man.
Listen bitch I am sick and tired of you coming here everyday and giving me a hard time.
About the shit I'm selling you.
And I'm a tell you something else.
- My problem is that I need a new piece of ass. - No man, come on.
I could use a piece if ass.
You're fucking buying drugs?
Hey who the fuck are you?
Hey get the fuck off my spot.
You ain't nobody I'm afraid of jack.
Nobody.
By the way, you're under arrest.
Why the fuck didn't you tell me he was a cop?
Hey man I think you ought to let him go.
What?
This guy was going to have a little fun with you.
Yeah, I know. I know.
Just you beat the shit out of him. That's enough for me.
Could you just let him go.
Your lucky day pal.
Why are we stopped here?
It's a junk yard.
We got to look for an old car.
That's the only lead I have.
You know this is stupid.
I'm driving in the middle of fucking nowhere, with a fucking cop
whose asking me stupid questions.
How do I know that you're not just some pervert who likes me?
I don't think you have to worry about that.
There's something you should know.
There was a murder last night.
Very similar circumstances.
A guy was also mutilated.
Both these guys where in the music business.
Bailor owned that shit hole club,
and this guy was a song writer.
You hang out with these types, I figured you might know em.
What's his name?
His name was Buster Hyman.
Oh get out of here.
I mean I certainly do not know everybody in the business,
and I don't know anybody named Buster Hyman.
It's the only lead I have, I thought I ask you.
I think I know who the killer is.
The guy has been incarcerated for ten years,
He just broke out of prison.
No shit.
What was he in for?
Murder.
Multiple murder.
The guy killed ten people in 1979.
Wait a minute, how come like the whole department isn't working on this thing?
because no one believes me.
Oh great.
What are we doing in this place anyways, alright?
The least you could do is let me know.
This place is disgusting.
OH alright, just shut up.
The guy might have seen you snap some pictures at the club.
Don't scare me like that.
Fucking car.
This was a stupid idea.
This is the guys car?
Actually it's registered to his mother?
Shit.
Hey!
Rock magazine, It's the kiss cover. I got this issue.
Big fucking deal.
Oh excuse me, I'll let you know when I find a Frank Sinatra magazine, alright?
Come on let's get out of here.
What? What was that?
That was a gun right?
Right?
It's him.
Fuck, don't fuck with me man.
[gunshots]
Shit.
Fuck!
[scream]
No!
[police sirens]
[police radio]
I got him.
So superman, mind telling me what's going on here?
Fuck you.
Patrol bureau commander, would you please read the specifications?
Michael John McCardle, detective, third grade.
Presently assigned a midtown south detective area task force.
This review board her by brings forth formal charges under section five,
Article four-two, dash seven five one of the patrol guide.
You are to consider yourself under suspension
until such time your hearing is to be formally scheduled.
Okay. Okay, look what we got here McCardle is a another case of you fucking up royally.
What the hell where you doing at the auto yard?
No. No. No. Don't tell me.
I don't want to know.
well I want to know.
It'll all come out at the hearing.
You've got your hands on a homicide case that
you don't have the slightest authority to be mixed up in.
Who assigned him to homicide?
Nobody did.
You are suspended.
And this time lad, I am personally going to see your badge taken away.
Now the PBA will supply you with a lawyer or you can get department council.
Is that clear?
Turn in your badge McCardle.
And your side arm.
Actually chief I'm not wearing a side arm today.
What do you mean you're not wearing a side arm?
It's regulations.
I'll turn it into the property costs office.
Add that to the specifications please.
McCardle, get the hell out of here.
suspension?
Well it could be worse, you could beat it.
Whatever they want, I don't give a shit anymore.
Oh come on, a man dies, you don't give a shit anymore?
Tony, I saw him yesterday.
Alright something happened yesterday.
I mean the impound lot looked like a war zone,
but you didn't see him.
Tony I saw him yesterday, okay?
I've been seeing his face for ten fucking years.
It was him.
Oh Jesus Christ, Mickey that fucked up kid was sixteen years old when he was locked up.
His faced would have changed, you didn't see him.
Tony I saw him.
You never forget the eyes.
I had a chance to kill him yesterday and I fucked it up.
Listen we'll go to the PBA, I know some people.
Fuck it. I don't have the time.
[]
Mickey!
Mick!
Mick!
Go on Tony.
Have faith on me.
Where have you been?
I haven't seen you for two days.
My parents were expecting us at their anniversary party, but forget it.
Lay off me, I've had a rough day.
I've had a rough day!
Really?
Well I just got suspended, I'm off the job.
What?
Well what does this mean?
Does this mean that you lose your pent ion and benefits?
What about the PBA, they can't bail you out?
You pay all that money in dues every year.
[]
[doorbell]
Hi I'm Tiffany. Is Mickey McCarthy here?
McCardle.
Who is it?
It's Tiffany.
Let her in.
How'd you find my house?
The cop that drove me home gave me your office number.
Then after bugging them all day, I finally got your home address.
How you feeling?
Like shit.
Hows the security guy? He didn't look to good.
Cause he's dead.
Can I have a word with you?
What is that little whore doing inside my house?
Shh. Keep your voice down.
She's not a whore. It's a police business thing.
You told me you were kicked off the force.
I was.
Why are you doing this to me?
Your are humiliating me in my own house by that cheap tramp.
I'm going to my mothers and I don't care if I don't ever see you again.
That's your wife?
I'm sorry man, that's fucked up.
Nobody blames you.
Mickey I brought the issue of rock it magazine.
[mumbles]
There's something you got to look at.
Bang-O, page fifty-three.
The bands name is "Warriors and the Inferno."
They where where big for a couple of months.
You know, who's under the make-up.
What am I looking for?
Read the caption.
Warriors U.S.A tour 79,
Mark Bailor, Buster Hyman, Vince Capeti.
Two down, one to go.
Fucking.
I know, after I found this I couldn't sleep.
I'm so totally pumped. I'm playing detective or something.
So I'm running around to like eight different record stores so I can find their only album.
"Feel The Wrath."
I mean, they only have it on cassette.
How much do I owe you?
Ten ninety-eight. It's pretty rare obviously.
Let's go inside, we'll listen to it.
No. No hold on.
I've got speakers on my walk-man.
[]
♪ We are the children of the inferno. ♪
♪ Our lives are formed in the crucible of despair. ♪
[music continues]
[doorbell]
Who is it?
Uh it's detective McCardle. Is Tiffany there?
Uh no, she went looking for you.
Alright can I drop something off for her?
Um.
Yea. Yea sure, come on in.
I thought you said you where detective McCardle?
I said I was his partner didn't I?
No. No, you definitely said you where him.
You don't look like a cop.
Hey I'm like cover cop.
Yeah under- undercover.
I wanted to be a cop but.
.I missed the test.
Frank.
.where is Tiffany?
Wait I'm confused now.
I thought she was with you.
[gunshot]
Tiffany?
Tiffany?
What's going on?
Nothing Mrs.O'brian.
Hi.
Yea, hello police.
I uh-
I have to report a murder.
A young man.
The address is; 250 East 23rd street.
uh huh.
Well when I came in here, I bumped into a guy.
He was a police officer.
I think he was a detective.
I mean that's a gold shield right?
Okay. Um yea sure, I'll wait.
Definitely.
[]
Take a look at this.
What kind of shit is this?
It's the sick seventies kind of concept album.
I mean their whole image is based on Dante's Inferno,
with some sorcery shit mixed in.
How many detectives couldn't figure this out.
I know it's all bullshit.
These guys are talking about fucked up stuff.
Reunion in hell for all with the faith.
Get back together, ghostly as a race.
I know, everything is about suicide and death.
It's typical seventies metal.
Mark Trex is obsessed with this band.
His stupid outlet is killing them.
- Yeah. - Why?
I guess he's killing people who he doesn't think are worth living.
But that doesn't explain how you guys are connected.
What does he want with you?
It's a long story.
Mick, look at the smoking spanish chick over there.
I mean God.
She's going to have a lot of kids.
No Mirror Man stuff today.
Maybe it's his day off.
You want to hear my theory on this?
No. Not really.
I'm just kidding relax.
What is your theory?
Well no one's ever seen this guy right?
So everybody pictures him as a big fucked up psycho.
Which he is.
I don't know, all his victims have sided without a struggle right?
So what do you have to be to just sit there and get killed?
I don't know.
Hypnotized.
Great theory Mick, the guy's a fucking hypnotize.
Let's drive down to one police plaza and tell everybody in the news.
They'll think we're fucking morons. What are you kidding me?
All his victims have been fairly young right?
Yeah so?
All the murders have been around here or downtown.
Right.
Okay, so what do you got around here?
You got a lot of bars.
A lot of rock clubs, after hours joints.
The guy's a part of that scene.
Probably young.
Good looking. He fits right in, he's not a monster.
He fits right in here.
And then what does he do? Hypnotize the people?
I haven't figured that part out yet.
Some kind of.[mumbling]
Mick.
You know something? You're going to make a great detective.
Not.
Wait what are you doing?
You're driving out of our sector. What are you doing?
Let's just take a look around.
You know something? If we get caught, I lose vacation day, I'm going to kick your ass.
You're the one that always wants to bend the rules.
I don't give a shit! I don't want to lose my days, alright?
Mickey, come in Mick. Wake up Mick.
Mick the light's green, it's going to get red again soon. Let's get with the program.
What's that up there?
I don't know. It's probably some kind of joint, why?
I've never seen it before.
Maybe someone's trowing a party.
So what? What's the big deal?
Let's check it out.
What the fuck for?
[screaming]
Look out.
Brendan?
Brendan!
Brendan!
[screaming]
Ten thirteen officer needs assistance.
I'm coming Brendan.
Brendan where are you?
Can't see where are you?
I'm over here. Mick get over here.
What the fuck is going on in this place?
I can hear you but I can't see you.
I'm over hear.
Brendan!
Follow my voice Mick!
There he goes!
Brendan I see him!
Keep going now!
Keep going now!
[brendan screaming]
Brendan I see him!
Brendan!
Brendan I see him!
Mickey you okay?
Pull your gun out Mick.
What?
Pull your fucking gun out Mick.
Pull away if you see him.
I see him!
[gunshot]
[panting]
Brendan!
Jesus God, Brendan!
Brendan.
[screaming]
[police radio]
You can't.
He's only a kid.
That is really fucked up.
But it sounds like if it wasn't your fault.
What did they do to Trex?
Well Trex never said a word to anyone.
Not to the cops.
Not to the Judge.
Not even to his lawyer.
He got sent away for life.
Now he's back.
Look, I'm not going to put you in anymore danger.
What do you mean?
Thanks for all your help, I mean.
.you were a big help on this case.
What are you talking about, I like.
.solved this fucking case.
I thought we were a team.
Yeah.
So stop being a dick alright?
You need all the friends you can get?
But right now our biggest problem is catching that guy before he does Capeti, right?
You're right.
Come on.
going.
[]
McCardle we're from the seventh.
Step away from the girl.
Just do with you're hand where I can see them.
Alright.
What do you got?
You're gun was found at the murder scene.
The victim was Stewart Daymon.
Eighteen year old, white male.
The log book says you payed him a visit.
Ballistic is working on it, but we got your name and serial number on a piece.
When did this happen?
Don't worry about it, I'm sure there will be a lot of brass to explain all of it at downtown.
Right now you're the main suspect.
[police radio]
[]
Listen before we take him down to the police station.
Freeze!
Now get out of the car now! Get out!
Put your hands up!
[all screaming]
Take it easy.
What the fuck do you think you're doing?
Get down now!
Stay that way!
The fucking handcuffs!
Don't worry about the fucking handcuffs, just drive.
Go!
Just drive!
[police radio]
Pull over here.
Why? What are we doing?
Now ditch the car.
Alright.
[panting]
Oh shit, how do we get you out of the handcuffs?
Look in the glove compartment.
Man.
Look for a ball point pen.
Take the top off.
Put it in the key hole.
Ouch.
I'm sorry.
- Try and turn it - I got it.
What's going on?
This is never easy.
He killed your boyfriend.
At your house.
[crying]
Oh shit.
Bone head.
.probably invited him in.
.for a cup of coffee.
He stole my gun. Killed your boyfriend.
So untop of everything else I'm a prime murder suspect.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I got you into this.
Jesus you got a major self pitty thing going on.
You know this guy is fucking with you Mickey.
This is pathetic alright?
We're in a lot of trouble here.
Right?
I mean, I'm probably going to get a hounded years for pulling that gun on those cops.
[sighs]
There's only one thing to do.
Exactly! If we don't get this guy, nobody is going to believe us.
I got to call a friend. You alright?
How do I know?
Better get out of here.
[]
[phone ringing]
Hello?
Tony?
Mickey, Christ, what the fuck is going on with you?
I didn't kill that kid.
You're crazy, calling me here.
I said I didn't kill that kid.
The boy is dead.
They got the murder weapon, it's your gun.
Ballistics got the match.
He took my gun at the junkyard.
This does not look good.
Look either you believe me or you don't.
If you do, I need you to run a name for me.
Vince Capeti. He's somewhere in the.
Who is he? How am I going to find him?
Come on look it up in the phone book. I don't know. You're a detective.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
Alright, let me get a pen.
You weren't listening?
I'm just trying to make sure.
I'll call you in a half hour alright?
The whole fucking department is looking for you.
They say you've got an underage female with you.
That's right, she's my new partner.
Tony what do you got for me?
Well I got something for you.
What do you mean? Who is he?
Look let me get something straight.
This is the guy you say is going to get hit by the other guy right?
Something like that Tony.
Just give me what you got.
Hey it doesn't make any sense.
This guy works for the transit authority, he's a subway conductor.
The guy is going to kill him tonight.
What else you got?
All I know for sure is that he's working on the double-O local tonight.
Thanks Tony.
I just don't understand Mick, I mean whats the connection?
Just trust me.
I was right once before.
Yeah well you better be right this time.
If you are, I hope you nail this mother-fucker.
I heard that.
Hey Vince Capeti.
I can't believe it after all these years.
What you want to plank buddy?
♪ Puncture the abyss. ♪
♪ ...zone into the void. ♪
♪ .what you see you can't avoid. ♪
Puncture the abyss.
.you know the lyrics to that shit song?
It's not a shit song.
You wrote it.
You wrote about the dark side.
You wrote about the truth.
I want to know you haven't betrayed me.
What?
Look at you.
You're. You're in disguise right?
You're a civil servant.
You're hiding right?
Come on man get real. It was a long time ago. It was all make belief.
That comic book bullshit gave us our fifteen minutes.
Right?
[screams]
Trex!
[panting]
[groans]
Go get him!
Fucking go get him!
Catch him!
Fucking go get him!
Catch him!
Hey bitch!
Come on Bitch. Come on, you want to play hide and go seek.
Are you enjoying this now?
Come one you fucking ugly bitch.
let's see what you want.
What are you chasing me for?
Come on, lets go Tiffany, right here.
Let's go up.
I always hated chicks like you.
HA! Right here, come on.
I'm getting bored with this.
Hey bitch, you want to run away?
Come get me.
Come on!
Come and get me.
[screams]
Fucking somebody hear me?
This sucks!
Get me the fuck off this!
Somebody fucking hear me!
Mickey!
Oh about fucking time.
Just you and me.
As the Gods want.
[evil laugh]
Fight me Trex.
[]
That's not "Distort" I'm hearing!
[grunts]
[evil laugh]
[grunts]
You alright?
That depends on your definition of alright.
Nobody is ever going to believe us.
What are you talking about, it's New York.
So what are we going to do on our second date?
This is our second date.
Oh yeah.
[]
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