A fire claiming three lives in the South Bay yesterday...
... is believed to have been deliberately set.
The South Bay is plagued by a series of fires, all of a similar nature.
Authorities believe arson's involved. They have no suspects yet.
Jazz composer Edward Barla was privately eulogized today.
He was known for tunes "Midnight Hearts" and "Just For You. "
Edward Barla, dead at 56.
The trial of Lou Janero has ended. Samantha Walker has the story.
The jury has found...
... Lou Janero guilty of murdering Paul Cirela.
Cirela, part of Janero's organization, was testifying against Janero...
... in an upcoming trial for bookmaking and tax evasion.
Assistant D.A., Thomas McSherry, credited Inspector Harry Callahan...
... for his part in the successful prosecution of Lou Janero.
Great credit should go to Inspector Callahan.
He put Janero out of business.
The inspector's evidence not only implicated Janero in the murder...
... but provided the means to file more charges against Janero...
... for bookmaking and gambling.
Samantha Walker, Channel 8. Back to you.
Get off my ass.
He's going.
Did you recognize any of the attackers?
Is this attack connected to the Janero trial?
Has Janero put out a contract on your life?
- Were these Janero's men? - Have you received death threats?
Is the department protecting you?
The department will issue a statement...
...as soon as we've conducted an investigation.
$13,453.63.
That's the price of an unmarked squad.
It's the third car you trashed this month.
- Lou Janero. - What?
His men shot the car. Send him the bill.
See how funny it is behind a desk, because you're off the street.
- All this for a car? - Lieutenant Ackerman's request.
It's for your own good.
- If you think I'm gonna... - Just until we handle Janero.
He's in prison, but clearly calling the shots. Literally.
Our hero can't be turned to Swiss cheese before the commendation.
See? You're getting a commendation.
Swell.
We must take advantage of the press you're getting.
How do you propose to do that?
It's my opinion that you should work with me in public relations.
Opinions are like assholes. Everybody has one.
You don't know what you've done for our image.
You just put a major crime figure in prison.
You've got a high visibility right now, and for once, it's positive.
You know what that means for recruitment?
Look at this copy we're getting.
We've never been this swamped for interviews.
I'm not some dog-and-pony act.
We must maximize your public relations value while we can.
Getting close and personal with reporters isn't my job.
Your job is promoting our positive image.
How positive would it be if I resigned, lieutenant?
Don't misunderstand me.
Harry, all I'm asking for is a little cooperation.
We don't have to pull you off the street completely.
- Just be cooperative with the press. - Anything else?
Yeah.
Quan, will you come in here?
Quan's moving from the Youth Gang Task Force to Homicide.
Good, Homicide can use a cop with Al's experience.
I'm glad you agree.
If you remain on the street, Quan will watch your back.
- Now hold on... - That's final.
That's swell, being that most of my partners end up hurt or dead.
Ask Al how he feels about it.
Well, Quan? Any objections to working with Callahan?
I think I can handle it.
Get a bulletproof vest, kid.
Teaming Harry with a Chinese-American is good for our image.
- You have any kids? - Me? No.
Lucky for them.
Cut. Cut!
You're out of sync, Johnny. What's the problem?
Where is that fool?
Jeff!
We've had a short, Peter.
"Trust me," you said. Right? Did he say that?
That means "fuck you" in this business.
I checked it. I've got a backup head. Give me 20 minutes.
All right, do it. And no cock-ups.
And that goes for the rest of you morons.
This sucks, man.
How can I sing with shit exploding all over?
- It was an accident. - This whole movie's an accident.
How did I get talked into this shit?
You need a video. I need this scene for the film.
We're getting what we want.
Why aren't we shooting on a warm sound stage, instead of a meat locker?
It's cold so the audience can see your breath when you sing.
Brilliant.
Not original, but people will know I froze my ass off.
What's that mean?
A director with talent would shoot something original.
Instead of ripping off The Exorcist.
This is not a rip-off, it's a homage. You stupid...
Jesus, I don't believe you.
What?
You're hurting, aren't you?
What do you mean?
You promised not during shooting.
I know what I'm doing. I can handle it.
- You won't fuck up my film! - I'll handle it!
Just let me go back to the trailer and get it together.
Then we'll kick some ass.
- Okay? - Okay.
- Can I get a coat? - Get a coat, please, for Johnny.
- Now what? - Don't worry, he's a trained seal.
Throw him a fish, he'll perform.
Rise and shine, boys.
Time to get up.
What's happening?
I always knew working Homicide would be glamorous.
I mean, meeting celebrities and all.
Too bad you can't get his autograph.
You know, Harry, they always die in threes.
When a celebrity dies, two more go in a week or two.
It's a fact, Harry. Celebrities die in threes.
This one has crystalline around his nose and mouth.
Scabs up and down both arms.
Fresh puncture marks on his left forearm.
Yeah, Homicide can be really glamorous.
Check the dummy out, please.
Meagan.
I want a three-inch lens, very tight.
Try not to drop it.
Let's hurry up and shoot this and wrap this up.
My second assistant and I found Johnny in his trailer.
He was just lying there. At first we thought it was a joke.
- But then... - When did you last see him alive?
A half-hour before that. He went to his trailer while we set up.
Was he alone?
I don't know. He was alone when we found him.
Tell me, does anyone on your set use drugs?
We don't do drugs, Callahan. We do film.
What people do is their own business.
If it doesn't interfere with my film, I don't give a shit.
- Was Squares using? - How should I know?
He had agents, lawyers, friends.
It's their job to deal with his drug problem, not me.
Well, that's a very caring attitude.
What do you want, Callahan? Drugs were his trademark.
His career was singing about them. It made him controversial.
I can see why you'd want him in your flick.
It was a marketing decision. Johnny sells tickets.
You know, bums on seats, love. And we needed a video tie-in.
Any idea who was supplying him?
No, but if I hear of anything, I'll call you first.
Marvelous.
Check on anyone who dealt with Squares.
- Whether the cast, crew... - Inspector Callahan.
Inspector.
Shit.
Is it true that Johnny Squares OD'd?
We're conducting an investigation.
Right as we speak. Nothing's been...
Thank you, inspector.
- Excuse me, are you Suzanne Dayton? - What's going on?
Johnny?
Hold it. I'm sorry, step back.
- No, Johnny! - There's nothing they can do.
You'll make yourself sick.
Hold on, could we give her a little air?
Out of the way, please.
- Off with that camera. - I'll film what I want. Keep shooting.
This is someone's heartache.
Right in here.
What are you doing? Give me that.
Smart.
High and Dry is the kind of mindless film comedy...
... that's come to typify summer films aimed at the youth market.
The humor is of the locker-room variety.
Audiences seeking more sophistication need to look elsewhere.
The producers...
Rock star Johnny Squares died this afternoon.
Samantha Walker filed this report.
Johnny Squares was found dead at the Royal Meat Company...
... on location of the film Hotel Satan.
The cause of death isn't known, but Squares had a history of drug use.
He was arrested last July for possession of heroin.
His songs were allegedly based on his drug experience.
- What's that all about? - My past catching up with me.
As a kid, I was in the gang that hit him up for money.
All my life, I've been involved with gangs in one way.
I figured I'd come over to Homicide for something different.
It's different, all right.
Call for backup.
Get the fuck out of here. Hurry up!
Move it!
Put your money on the table! Hurry up!
Don't move!
Don't fuck with me, lady!
Come on, guys, hurry up!
- You forgot your fortune cookie. - What!?
It says:
"You're shit out of luck."
Get out of the way!
"Teaming up with a Chinese-American is good for the department's image."
Who was he?
Some guy in the wrong place at the wrong time. Dean Madison was his name.
Does it ring a bell?
- Never heard of him. - Well, he knew you, Harry.
I found this in his pocket. It's a list of celebrities.
Tony Engelhart, linebacker. Michael Cipriano, race car driver.
And one Inspector Harry Callahan.
Johnny Squares is on that list. See what's by his name?
Yeah, R.I.P. "Rest in peace."
You know what this is? It's a bill for a TV camera and lens.
I said stop wrecking cars, not destroy something else.
They interfered with an investigation.
Don't give us that. Is this your media cooperation?
Cooperation works two ways.
What is it you have against reporters?
Some of them are just marvelous people.
Some walk through a pile and track it through an investigation.
You better change your attitude.
Unless we reach an agreement with them...
...it'll cost this city 2 million, and your career.
Join us, please.
Ms. Samantha Walker of station KWSF. Captain Donnelly.
- Ms. Walker. - Captain.
- And this is Inspector... - Callahan. We've met.
Yes, of course. Won't you sit down?
Ms. Walker...
...Lieutenant Ackerman tells me you have a proposal to make...
...regarding the accidental damage to...
There was nothing accidental about it.
The department has something to say about it.
Although the camera was destroyed, I have the entire incident on video.
I see.
And your proposal?
We'll be willing to drop the lawsuit against the city...
...but that depends on Inspector Callahan.
- The inspector would be willing to... - What do you have in mind?
Dinner.
I owe you an apology.
You were right the other day.
I had no business intruding on that girl's grief.
I get too eager sometimes.
In my rush to get the story, I made an error.
- We all make those sometimes. - No, I should have known better.
I'm sorry.
- Let me ask you, Miss Walker... - Sam.
Sam. Do you like cops?
As long as their not in my rear-view mirror. Why?
What are we talking about, other than the damaged camera.
Oh, no, no, no.
I'm letting the insurance company deal with that.
And I think I can be persuaded to drop the lawsuit...
...but I want something in return. - Oh?
- What would that be? - I want your story.
- What's that? - I've done my homework on you.
You've had quite a colorful career.
Look at this. You see...
...there's a lot of interest in the Janero case...
...and the cop who put him in prison.
Channel 8 is doing a special on organized crime in the Bay Area.
But what I'd like to do is an in-depth profile...
...of you, Inspector Harry Callahan. - Sorry, I'm not interested.
Why not? This latest attempt on your life by one of Janero's men...
You're not interested in doing a story on me.
You want blood. That's what sells...
- Now wait a minute... - No, you wait a minute.
You people are interested in death and mayhem...
...and you don't care how you get the story.
That is not fair. That's not the kind of journalism I do.
To you I'm just a cop with a price on his head.
I don't like people saying they'll kill me.
Or journalists using it as a way to increase ratings.
- What I was asking... - That's the end of the story.
Sorry.
The coroner's report last night said that Squares used speedballs.
- Cocaine and heroin? - That's not what killed him.
He used an inhaler with a new designer drug.
A synthetic form of heroin.
You mean something along the lines of China White.
Only a thousand times more powerful.
He went into immediate respiratory failure.
What I'm trying to figure is why's a guy like that...
...using synthetic junk when he's got the real stuff?
Maybe he didn't know what he was using.
Harry.
Harry?
Sorry about that.
Get you next time.
Check the cast and crew for prior drug busts.
I'll see if Narcotics has dealers moving synthetic heroin.
Harry, there's something you should see.
A story to be published in today's Tribune...
... reveals that director Peter Swan and people involved...
... in Hotel Satan were playing the game called "The Dead Pool."
Sources say the object of the game...
... was to pick eight Bay Area celebrities...
... who'll die by a predetermined date.
The winner was to possess the list with the most dead celebrities.
What makes this story significant...
... is that rock star Johnny Squares was on director Swan's list.
Although Swan would not comment...
... we have confirmed that there was such a game...
... and Swan's production accountant, Dean Madison, was also involved.
Ironically, Madison died yesterday...
... in a tragic holdup that took place in Chinatown.
"No man is master of the breath of life so as to retain it...
...and none has mastery over the day of death.
For the Lord of all shows no partiality...
...nor does he fear greatness...
...because he made the great as well as the small.
And he provides for all alike.
And the dust returns to the earth, as it once was.
And the life breath returns to God, who gaveth."
My condolences.
Mrs. Dayton, I'm terribly sorry.
Suzanne, I'm very sorry.
Thank you.
My sympathies.
Do you mind, gentlemen? I happen to be at a funeral.
I'd like to talk about your list.
It's no big secret. The cast and crew knew about it.
The Dead Pool is just a harmless game.
It sounds pretty sick to me.
Let me tell you something.
People are fascinated with death and violence.
That's why my films make money.
They're an escape, a vicarious release of fear.
Same thing with this game.
Nobody takes my films or the Dead Pool seriously.
Someone gave Squares the drugs that killed him. Maybe you.
You can't tie me to Johnny's death because of a coincidence.
My assistant and effects supervisor played too. Why not talk to them?
We will.
But nobody on their list is dead yet.
Johnny was a drug user and I predicted he'd die this year. That's all.
The idea is to pick celebrities who won't make it...
...because they're old, sick or in a high-risk profession.
- Like police work? - Nothing personal.
I don't like being on your list, Swan.
That's what this is really about, isn't it?
If you have a choice...
Maybe I'll start my own Pool and put you on it.
Are you threatening me?
If you want to play the game, you'd better know the rules, love.
That's our report. I'm Patrick Snow.
I'm Samantha Walker. Thank you for being with us.
Tune in tonight for a report...
...on chemical dependency among celebrities.
Who they are, why they do it...
...and the price they pay. Tonight at 11. Good night.
And we're clear.
Thought I'd seen the last of you.
I saw your report yesterday.
We confirmed it with people in the game.
Vicky Owens, Swan's assistant, and effects supervisor, Jeff Howser.
It didn't occur to you to clear it with us first?
I had to go with the story.
The papers got the same tip. I had to get the story out fast.
Or someone else would get it first?
- Something like that. - How were you tipped?
By mail. A copy of the Dead Pool and a letter explaining it.
- It's already started. - What has?
All the media bullshit.
Newspapers print the Dead Pool and it hurts our investigation.
What bothers you...
...is that we found out about the Dead Pool first.
You people take Janero and the Dead Pool, add hype and distortion...
...and innocent people get hurt.
Aren't you overreacting?
I've seen it happen.
I don't like the hype, either...
...but it happens when reporters compete for a story.
Why don't you start thinking about your responsibility to the public?
You can't kill the messenger because of the message.
I'm sorry, it wasn't my intention to screw up your investigation.
Here's the list. Now, excuse me.
Thanks.
It seems I owe you one.
Dinner, that is.
I was offered a job as an anchor at this small local station.
Because...
...I was first runner-up in Miss Colorado.
Colorado? We're right over here.
But I had absolutely no experience, just my bachelor's in journalism.
But it was a way in, so I grabbed it.
But I didn't just smile at the camera and read copy.
I did anything and everything at this station.
Sports, news, hard news, weather.
I produced documentaries.
I love San Francisco.
But it isn't easy.
Big city, big news.
I had to prove myself all over again.
Have you succeeded?
Somewhat.
Apparently not with you.
I shouldn't complain. At least you stayed for dinner this time.
I'd still love to do your story.
No, thanks.
You're wrong about me, Callahan, and what I want to do.
I wish I could convince you.
I'll tell you what.
Let's think on it.
Sounds fair.
Thank you.
It's the truth, I don't care what you say.
Hey, Callahan.
- You're Callahan, aren't you? - That's right.
What can I do for you?
You're the cop who put Janero away.
All I want is your autograph.
Can I shake your hand?
I'd just like to thank you.
It's about time somebody did something about Janero.
Could you sign it to Chester Docksteder? That's me.
- Let me buy you a drink. - Some other time.
We need more cops like you. That's what we need.
I gotta change my shorts.
What are you laughing at?
This is your 15 minutes, Callahan.
Andy Warhol said everybody's famous for 15 minutes. Well, this is it.
Swell.
Was it your first autograph?
Yeah.
And I hope my last.
You know something?
I don't think Lou Janero likes you very much.
She's okay. Just a little shaken up.
How're you doing, girl?
Whatever they're paying you, Harry, it couldn't be enough.
My colleagues.
I don't want to be the news.
Let's get you out of here.
You sure you want to see this guy?
Yeah.
Here's your animal.
Hicks.
What the fuck do you want?
I brought you some cigarettes.
And what would I have to do for you?
Nothing. Just stand where I tell you.
Stay right here.
Fifth cell down.
That's the trouble with this prison. They let anybody in.
I don't like scum like you trying to kill me.
Sounds to me like this Dead Pool thing is making you a little paranoid.
Oh, yeah. I heard about it.
Good news travels fast.
Big fucking media hero.
Hero today and gone tomorrow.
Call off your guns.
What are you talking about?
Your trouble is, you have too much time on your hands.
What you need is a job.
- A what? - A job.
I'm gonna give you a job being a postman, understand?
It'll be your job to see the mail gets through.
See that gorilla down there?
That's Butcher Hicks, and he's killed three men. You know how?
He tore them apart with his teeth. Never found all the pieces.
He has an unhealthy appetite.
So what?
So Hicks there is my new pen pal.
I'll write him once a week...
...about how I'm looking in on his sick mother...
...and trying to get him special privileges here.
And the interesting part is, if anything happens to me...
...and Hicks doesn't get his letter...
...he'll be really pissed off. And he'll come to see you...
...because you're the mailman.
He'll probably come down here and cancel your ass like a stamp.
You better ensure prompt, courteous delivery.
And pray nothing happens to me.
- That's it? - That's it.
See that dirtbag I was talking to down there?
He says smoking can cause cancer...
...and anyone who smokes as much as you do is one dumb son of a bitch.
Fire!
Cut! Cut! Cut.
Where is that stupid fuck? Howser!
Get your ass down here.
You're supposed to harpoon the goddamn dummy.
The tide shifted.
"The tide shifted." The ocean's incompetent, not you.
This is the third time this week.
You'll never work for me again.
There's a bunch of reporters down there.
Come on, come on.
Can we ask you a few questions?
Please!
I'd like to say one thing.
In light of what's happened...
...perhaps playing the Dead Pool game isn't smart.
Any tie between the Dead Pool and Squares' death?
None whatsoever. Next question.
Mr. Swan, will the game continue?
No, we're filming a nightmare sequence at the shipyards...
...and we'd like to forget this and get on with our job.
Johnny would have wanted it that way.
First Squares died, then your production accountant was killed.
Is Hotel Satan cursed?
People can believe what they want, but nothing...
Nothing will stop me from making this film.
End of interview.
Whatever you want, money, credit cards, just take it.
Ever notice how time slows down at night?
Just like in my films. A dream world.
Shut up!
I can't hear the colors. I've got to hear them.
That's the mark of a good director, you have to hear the colors.
You've gotta be able to taste the sounds.
I have a heart condition.
A critic with a heart.
That's a laugh.
Do you like my films?
- I said, do you like my films? - Who are you?
- You know who I am. - I don't. I don't know you.
God...
...what kind of a film critic are you?
Shadows of the Dead!
Hell Without the Devil!
Night of the Slasher!
Peter Swan.
Brilliant, love.
What do you think of my films?
Give me your honest opinion.
I like them.
Liar!
The entrance is through the sliding glass door.
She wasn't sexually assaulted. Killed sometime last night.
Maid found her this morning. Do you recognize her?
Molly Fisher. Famous movie critic.
On a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the best...
...I'd have to rate this one an 8.
Harry, we found this.
Thanks.
Dead Pool.
Molly Fisher's also on Peter Swan's list.
Oh, God, it's coming!
Those are just some of the highlights of Peter Swan's films.
The typeface is the same as those sent to the papers and TV stations.
And the neighbor saw a man exiting Molly Fisher's condo last night.
Mid-30s, wearing a black jacket.
I want Swan in custody now.
It doesn't feel right.
Doesn't feel right?
Every celebrity on this list called in the last couple days.
They're all screaming for police protection.
We don't have the manpower to be 24-hour babysitters.
Ackerman is whining about the negative publicity this case is giving us.
And your name is on this list too, Callahan.
My gut feeling tells me Swan is the best suspect we have...
...so get his butt in here!
Donnelly.
What?
It's for you, Callahan.
We'll be right there.
Wait a minute. Where are you going?
To do my job. I think we've got our man.
You all stay back.
Everyone.
I'm gonna go up.
Where's the news crew?
You better get them here.
I mean it. Now!
What's up?
Name's Gus Wheeler. He says he's the Dead Pool Killer.
We found him like this.
He's soaked in gas and threatening to set himself on fire.
Why not hose him down?
He says if he sees a fireman or even a garden hose, he'll torch himself.
- What's he want? - To be on television.
He wants a cameraman and a reporter.
Al and I will just pose as...
It has to be someone he recognizes.
Stay back. Stay back from me.
It's gonna go up. You hear me?
Better keep those people back.
- You all right? - Not really.
Stop right there! That's far enough.
I'm Samantha Walker from...
- I know who you are! - What do you want?
Is that camera on?
You want to know why I'm doing this?
- Because nobody cares. - We care, Mr. Whee...
No! Nobody ever paid any attention to me before.
In order to get attention, you gotta do something.
Well, I'm really gonna do something this time!
Did you have anything to do with the deaths...
...of Johnny Squares and Molly Fisher?
No, I just said that so you'd listen!
I want everyone to see this!
I want everyone to remember me!
And to remember what I did here!
Oh, Jesus, Harry, he's really gonna do it.
That's right, lady. I'm really gonna set myself on fire.
And it's gonna be on the news...
...and then finally everybody will know about me.
About me! Gus Wheeler!
No one's gonna see you die.
- What? - I said, no one's gonna see you die.
Not if we stop filming.
You can talk to me and tell me your story...
...but we won't film your suicide.
What are you doing?
- Turn the camera back on! - We're not gonna film it!
- We're not. - She's right.
You can set yourself on fire and we'll roast marshmallows.
But you won't be on News at 11.
You're ruining everything.
Give me the flare.
You've got plenty of coverage.
You think so?
Trust me.
Okay.
Harry, you okay?
- You hurt? - No, I'm fine.
Get that gurney over here, quick!
- You all right? - Oh, God, Harry.
This man sets himself on fire.
- And it's my fault. - It was an accident.
Maybe if we'd have kept filming.
That's exactly what he wanted.
What you did took guts. Most people would have gone for the exclusive.
Reel three, George.
Just a moment.
What is this? Why the fuck are you harassing me?
I was at a party when Fisher was killed.
I was there until 2, and I have witnesses.
We know that. We checked.
Somebody's trying to make us think that you killed Squares and Fisher.
- Any idea who it is? - Are you kidding? It could be anyone.
They all hate me. My former agent.
My producers, my crew. The public.
They envy my talent so much they wish to destroy it.
You don't believe me? Talk to my secretary.
She'll show you the letters I get. Warnings, death threats...
I get so many, I don't pay attention anymore.
I'll check on it.
Tell me...
...anyone else have a jacket like this?
Most of my crew. Why?
Maybe it was someone in your crew, or who's worked for you in the past.
Whoever's doing these murders uses your films and you as inspiration.
Welcome to the Nolan Kennard Show. Sex, violence, pornography:
I say it's out of hand. It's time we have guidelines for what we watch.
I don't want Big Brother out there telling me what to read or watch.
- What's your opinion? - Anybody can watch anything...
... as long as it doesn't hurt somebody else.
Take it easy.
Give me a chance here.
Who decides what's harmful?
Isn't that what we're talking about?
First Johnny Squares, then Molly Fisher, now Nolan Kennard.
- Like I said, celebrities always die... - In threes, yeah.
- At least the guy went out with a... - A bang, I know.
- What do you have, Russ? - Hello, Harry.
From the residue on the frags, I'd say plastic. Probably C3 or 4.
We'll do an analysis back at the lab.
- Let me know the results. - You got it.
What's that?
I don't know.
It looks like the wheel from a toy.
Have you been questioned about Nolan Kennard?
Is his death connected to the Dead Pool?
- I don't know. - Is his death due to your list?
- I don't know. - In Hell Without the Devil...
...a character's poisoned.Night of the Slasher has several stabbings.
- We can guess what Hotel Satan... - Get to the point.
Are there parallels between the deaths in your film...
...and the death of Johnny Squares? - That's a stupid question!
- Do you feel any responsibility? - You've blown this out of proportion.
You want to speak to somebody? Speak to the police.
Talk to Inspector Callahan. He'll tell you I'm not a suspect.
I have nothing to do with these deaths.
That's all I have to say, now sod off.
Callahan!
You.
Harry.
I think that's about it for me.
What's that tattoo?
Oh, that.
One of my grandfather's superstitions.
You see, he painted these words on my back and chest.
It's supposed to ward off anything that's harmful or evil.
When he heard I was your partner, he figured I could use the help.
I was just trying to honor the old guy.
Besides, I didn't think it could hurt.
Listen, I think I'm gonna go home.
I'll catch you later for a beer.
- See him? - I saw him.
He can't be over there.
How y'all doing?
You're the last asshole Janero sends.
Wait, you got it wrong!
Don't fuck with me, buddy. I'll kick your ass right now.
It's not what you think.
Janero did hire us.
But this ain't a hit.
Janero doesn't want anything to happen to you.
We're your...
...bodyguards.
Those letters all came from your files.
"Harlan Rook." God.
Yes, I remember him.
Every time I was at a film festival or a seminar, he was there.
Mr. Know-It-AII, I called him. He knew everything about my films.
To tell the truth, I found it a little unnerving.
What'd he want?
He had this screenplay for a horror film he wanted me to direct.
He said it'd be the ultimate Peter Swan film.
He was crazy. I couldn't get rid of him.
Finally, my attorney put a restraining order on him.
Then what happened?
I didn't see or hear from him again.
That must have been over a year ago.
Is he the one?
The typewriter used on these letters...
...is the same one used to tip us off to the Dead Pool.
Call Swan's attorney and see what he knows about Rook.
- And run a DMV check on the address. - Right.
It might not be a bad idea to start playing it a little safe.
Maybe your granddaddy can paint me up.
Look, I'm being serious.
Don't go where you normally go, not even home. You can stay with me.
Thanks, but I think I can do a little better.
Price of fame.
Is this what Ackerman meant by cooperating with the press?
It must have been one of those in-depth interviews.
I got a lead on Rook. A psychiatrist who treated him.
Good.
- Give it a try. - Okay.
It won't respond. Someone's on my frequency.
Forget it. It's just not working.
Now what the hell is that?
Time's up, Callahan.
You all right, Al?
Shit.
Two fractured ribs.
He bled in the chest. We drained it and set up an IV.
He's lucky, the bulletproof vest he had on saved his life.
Another of my grandfather's superstitions.
When your partner gives you advice, take it.
Harry.
This is Dr. Friedman, chief psychiatrist here at the hospital.
I'm sorry about what happened.
I feel somewhat responsible.
Your partner contacted me about a former patient of ours.
- Harlan Rook? - Yes.
At first, I didn't recall the name. I found the file today.
He was evaluated here a year ago.
The diagnosis was process schizophrenia.
- Multiple personality. - Not exactly.
His sense of self-hate was so strong...
...that he no longer had any personality of his own.
Consequently, he substituted identities...
...found in books, films...
...fan magazines.
Identities with which he had love-hate relationships.
He wasn't dangerous enough to hold?
Most mentally ill people are not violent, inspector.
By law, a person who poses no danger can only be held for 72 hours.
I'm sorry, this is one instance where the system failed.
- Is this address recent? - I assume it's still the same.
Samantha Walker.
This is Peter Swan, Ms. Walker.
Your coverage of my predicament has been thorough...
... but my side hasn't been told as well as it could be.
I see.
I'm prepared to grant you an exclusive interview.
Are you interested?
No doubt about it.
He's our boy, Harry.
Explosives. Caps.
Detonator. It all connects.
Harry, you gotta see this.
Talk about obsession.
Looks like he had a real Peter Swan shrine going here.
I'm not sure.
I could have sworn I put it in my bag.
But I'm not sure.
- Bob, do you have my little mike? - It's in your bag.
Thank you.
Look at this.
I'll call the TV station.
Samantha went out to the shipyard to interview Peter Swan.
Swan doesn't know anything about it.
- What's this? - A payroll stub.
Sundown Security, made out to Ed Butler? I don't get it.
That's the company that provides security for Swan's locations.
Ed Butler may be an alias for Rook.
Where are you going? Harry?
Harry!
That's my car!
Yes. That's the shot I'm looking for.
What is it you want from me?
You've got it wrong, love.
This is what you wanted.
An exclusive interview.
But you're not Swan.
Shut up! You don't know!
You don't know!
I know who I am.
Do you know who you are?
- Do you?! - Yes.
All those films he made.
Those are my nightmares, not his!
Every night I dream, and somehow he reads my mind.
He stole my thoughts.
He put my thoughts on film, and he takes all the credit.
He can't get away with it.
He has to pay.
He stole my nightmares and made them real.
So I stole his Dead Pool.
I'll play his game and make it real.
He can take credit for that.
Drop it, Rook.
You didn't die, Callahan, so I had to find another celebrity.
- You're next. - Shoot me, Callahan.
Maybe you'll get lucky.
Maybe my muscles won't contract and drive this knife into her throat.
Let her go.
First the gun.
Drop it and kick it over to me.
Time's up. What's it gonna be?
What the fuck?
You've locked yourself in, asshole.
Yeah.
Just you and me, asshole.
The gun, Callahan.
- Now! - No!
He'll kill us both!
Oh, God.
You let me down, Mr. Famous-Fucking-Cop.
You let Swan get away.
You're the killer, not Swan.
I should've killed you first.
That was my big mistake.
Now kick it over to me.
Harry, don't.
Think you're smart, don't you?
Callahan, you son of a bitch!
I'm gonna kill you slow!
Do you hear that, Callahan?!
Stay in there.
Callahan!
Come on out, Callahan.
There's nowhere left to run, Callahan.
Don't make me come in and get you.
The game's over!
You're out of bullets.
You know what that means.
You're shit out of luck.
- Where's Rook? - He's hanging out back there.
Inspector, was this another hit attempt by Janero?
Is it connected to the Dead Pool case?
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