The Sorcerers

This film contains some violent scenes.

HE CLEARS THROAT You'll have to wait a minute.

-Where is my advertisement?

-What advertisement?

-It should be there! Where is it?

-What's it for?

-Professional services.

Oh! You're the famous Professor Monserrat.

-Where is the advertisement?

-Took it down.

It didn't interest the public. And there's five bob owing on it.

-How can I practise without advertising?

-Like I said, five bob's owing.

There.

-OK, Grandpa, back it goes.

-Thank you.

Maybe you'd do some spadework on a little dolly I've got lined up.

HE LAUGHS

Estelle.

You're late for lunch, Marcus.

I'm sorry, dear. I got into an argument with that tobacconist fellow

-about the notice.

-Oh, bother, I forgot to pay him.

Oh, I took care of it.

ESTELLE: Ready to eat now?

Any patients while I was out?

Only a man with a twitch in his cheek.

-He said he'd be back later.

-I wonder if he will.

-What's that?

-Nothing. Nothing.

Come on, Marcus,

lunch is ready.

Do you really think it will work?

Of course.

When will you be ready to try?

-Oh, soon. Very soon.

-How soon?

Why, tomorrow, perhaps.

-Tomorrow.

-Why not? All I have to do is check the equipment.

And then we can test it?

And then...we can test it.

MUSIC: Lee Grant And The Capitols.

-Thank you.

-I'm here to serve.

-As long as you don't feel inferior.

-Right, sir.

-You're earning respect.

It's all those years working down t'mine(!)

-Michael, come and dance, yeah?

-Michael, come and dance, no.

Come on, Mike. Let Nicole have fun for once!

For once? Four nights a week I'm down in this den of iniquity trying to give her a good time.

All right, if you won't, I will. Come on, Nicole.

-All right?

-Sure. Seduced and abandoned, that's me!

You poor misunderstood lad!

MUSIC: Lee Grant And The Capitols.

# I feel so blue I know a girl, what you gotta do

# Hey, hey, girl

# I think that you matter, it's a matter of time

# I'm telling you

# I feel the same

# And everything will work out fine

# I intend to make you mine

# I'll wait until the end of time... #

Yes.

It's ready. When can we test it?

Now. Tonight. If only...

Marcus, who can we use?

-It must be a stranger.

-Yes, someone who doesn't know us.

A complete stranger who need never know what has happened.

Precisely. But...it must be someone whose mind is sound.

-Someone who's basically willing.

-How do we find someone without explaining first?

-A drunk, perhaps?

-No, not a mind confused by alcohol. It must be able to respond.

-Someone young.

-A bored boy, out looking for something.

How can we find him?

All these children out on the streets, on pills to keep awake!

-Looking for new experiences.

-Exactly.

-You could persuade one of them.

-Try something new!

-He'd fall for it.

Then we begin up here, in that room.

-He'd know nothing afterwards.

-It's perfect, Estelle!

And no-one will laugh this time.

Nothing to laugh at.

Nothing at all.

MUSIC: Lee Grant And The Capitols.

Have fun?

She's a lovely girl.

How long do you think all this can last?

Girls?

-No, the trouble they come wrapped in.

-I like the dress.

-You've been brainwashed by your boss.

-He's nice and he's been good to me.

If I hadn't met him, I'd worry about that.

Now, come on, let's get out of here.

-Where to?

-It doesn't matter. Anywhere. Come on.

I think it's going to be one of THOSE places.

-Are you mumbling about something?

-Not me, bwana.

CAR HORNS BEEPING

-Where's Nicole?

-Still titivating.

-She's what?

-In the Ladies, combing her toenails.

-I spend half my life waiting for her.

-Not worth it, eh?

-Depends.

-On?

-The state of her toenails.

Where are you going?

For a walk. What else?

Taking your girl to dinner?

You've just landed yourself a job!

-She's your girlfriend!

-Don't worry. I'll pay you back.

It's not the point, Mike. She's with you, not me.

But I'm bored. Blue, black and indigo,

with no more idea where I'm going than a blind camel in Oxford Circus.

I'm going for a walk, on my own, by myself. Got it?

No. I don't know what you mean.

You wouldn't.

We'll see you at the club later?

Bloody artistic temperament!

-Yes?

-Give us a Wimpy, please.

You're looking very bored, young man.

Are you talking to me?

As a matter of fact, I am.

I've been watching you this evening.

Are you from the FBI?

No.

I wonder if I might join you?

You just did!

Can I offer you some coffee?

No, thanks. I don't drink.

Yes.

What is it you do want?

I could offer you an unusual evening.

-I doubt it.

-Some extraordinary experience.

Are you selling blue movies?

Oh, nothing as dull as that.

Cheap hash?

It's not worth the trouble.

THIS would be worth the trouble.

Come now, there's nothing you have to do.

Is there?

OK.

Lead me to it.

So you found someone, then.

-Oh, yes.

-Who's this?

This is my wife, Estelle.

My assistant of many years.

Good on ya!

Perhaps I should introduce myself.

I'm Professor Marcus Monserrat.

You've heard of me?

Not that I recall.

Come on, where are all these multicoloured miracles of yours?

He's impatient, Estelle.

-You're wasting my time.

-Don't go.

Let's get on with it, then.

That's right. In here.

Go on, in that room.

You're kidding!

For 40 years I've been acclaimed as a great hypnotist.

Bully for you!

No, No! Not a cheap stage act.

A medical hypnotist.

-A practitioner.

-Marcus!

-During that time, I've refined my powers.

-That's enough!

If you two want to argue, feel free.

Now, with the aid of sound and light, my powers are at a pitch never dreamed of

-in the annals of the mind.

-Eh?

Come and sit down.

What? On this thing?

Yes, sit down.

I'm too young to die.

You said you were looking for something new.

-I didn't think that...

-No harm will come to you.

Sit down while I adjust these.

What's it supposed to do?

A dazzling indescribable experience.

Complete abandonment with no thought of remorse.

Intoxication with no hangover.

Ecstasy with no consequence.

All right, then. See what you can come up with.

Eagle Two to Blue Leader(!)

Relax. Try to clear your mind.

Empty your mind of all thought.

ELECTRONIC BEEPS AND WHIRRING

ELECTRIC HUMMING

Hey!

What's going on?

ELECTRONIC HUMMING AND REVERBERATION

ELECTRONIC HUMMING RISES TO A PITCH

ELECTRONIC HUMMING DECREASES

THUMPING HEARTBEAT

Everything's all right so far.

Get up out of the chair.

Go into the next room.

OK.

-Are you coming, then?

-Yes. You go on.

Close the door.

It's working, Marcus.

Yes, we can control him.

Even through the door.

-By directing his mind.

-We've done it, Marcus.

Keep concentrating. Hold him, hold him!

Have him go into the kitchen.

-It's perfect!

-Let me try!

Keep concentrating.

Feel his mind.

What shall I have him do?

Have him pick something up.

Yes! An egg from the fridge.

Third from the left.

Break the egg!

My hand! It's as though...

Egg, all over my hand!

Water. Tap water.

Ooh, mine too.

My God! We're feeling all his sensations!

Everything he touches, we touch!

It's as if...we were him.

Let's send him away and see if it works at a distance.

I er...broke one of your eggs.

That's all right. Perfectly all right.

Now, I want you to leave here.

Once outside, you will remember nothing of what has happened here.

You'll be perfectly normal. Except you'll remember nothing of this.

From now on, we are going to control your mind.

We'll put thoughts into your head and you will obey them. Understand?

Now go, my boy, and remember nothing.

Quickly, Estelle, sit here.

-We'll follow his movements.

-It's wonderful...

-Concentrate!

We have him. I can feel his footsteps on the pavement.

I never dreamed it could happen from so far.

To be in another mind and receive transmissions from his nerve ends.

We need something more positive, a prolonged sensation.

-Intense heat. Or water!

-That's it, water!

MUSIC: Lee Grant And The Capitols.

I can hear music.

Even sound is transmitted.

-Mike!

-Hi. The return of the prodigal.

-Did you have a good time?

-Come on, let's sit down.

-Suits me, I'm bushed.

-Where have you been?

-Having an orgy with a hamburger.

-All this time?

-Economy-size hamburger. Cheers.

Urgh! Horrible stuff.

I'll get the drinks, if you pay.

There you go, Shylock.

Come on, let's get out of here.

What about Alan?

He can look after himself.

-I'll take you somewhere.

-Sounds dangerous.

Come on!

We can't just leave Alan,

-he'll be hurt.

-You just left me.

-That's different.

-Why?

-YOU wanted to be on your own.

I never want to be on my own.

Come on. Let's go.

We'll leave a note if you like.

Bastard!

-He's responding perfectly, Marcus.

-I know just where to send them.

-This way.

-Where are we going?

-We're going for a swim.

-You're crazy! In this cold?

-Indoor pool. Private.

-How do we get in?

I've got my own personal "open sesame". Come on.

Why did you think of this?

I don't know. It just came to me.

-Out of the blue?

-Yeah. Mike Mercury, that's me.

Et voila!

I'll go and turn on the pool lights. You go on down.

Right.

SHE SCREAMS

It transmits perfectly.

I can feel the water all around me.

It's wonderful.

Oh!

It's too much, he's exhausting me.

-Stop him.

-No, no.

Let the boy enjoy himself, Estelle.

All we have to do is stop concentrating and our sensations will get less and less.

-We can get him back when we want?

-Of course, dear. Relax. Let go.

-We must keep the process secret.

-No, we'll use it to help people.

To help us, Marcus. But only if we handle it right.

Not just us. Other people, too.

Old people who don't have what we have.

We haven't been able to afford anything for years.

Not since that reporter decided to investigate your practice.

You know that. Now, why are we so different?

We're not in some old-people's home.

-Don't you see?

-I don't.

They could enjoy the sensations of swimming, just as we did now,

-and take long, long holidays.

-How do you propose to do that?

We'll find somebody who'll set up a foundation and send just one person.

A transmitter, so to speak. On a long cruise and all his sensations

and experiences will be relayed back to the old people at home.

Yes. It sounds wonderful, Marcus.

-Ah, then you do see.

-Yes.

You must feel proud. The sensations and the control.

You've achieved something remarkable.

-I'd forgotten the control.

-It's there. That boy, we were making him do things.

He was ours. He is still.

An enormous extension of hypnotic power.

We've stumbled on something greater. I'm going to write up a report.

If I can convince people that it works and find someone to finance it

and make sure it's put to a good use.

-Marcus.

-Yes, dear?

-The report.

-What about it?

-Must we do it yet?

-Why not? What do you mean?

These papers scorned your work. They wrecked our lives for years!

That's over now.

30 years with no money, no reputation, because of these lies!

Don't we deserve something for all those years?

Nobody else, just you and me!

We have the boy now!

Let's use him, give ourselves things we haven't had for so long.

Why not?

The powers are to be used for others.

Yes, of course, but just for a while.

Just for a little while.

Let us use the boy.

-We deserve it.

-Use him for what?

We can choose, Marcus.

All right, Estelle.

Just for a little while.

We can choose anything.

Thanks, Michael.

Can I come up?

Why not?

Go and find Alan. Or he'll go mad.

OK. You're the boss.

For once, I am.

Morning.

Anything in particular, you were after?

I'm looking for a telephone, as a matter of fact.

How's that?

Let's face it, that won't do anything for anybody.

Got anything else?

-No, that's it.

-In that case, you're not much use to me, are you?

It's so beautiful, Marcus.

They'd have it insured.

Well...

all things like that are insured.

They wouldn't suffer in the least if they lost it.

If it...

Well...

If it got burnt by fire, let's say.

Now, would they?

All right, Estelle, just this time.

But please...

..never again.

DOOR BUZZER

Michael, is that you?

The geese are flying tonight.

'What's that?'

The password. Let me in. It's cold.

OK, come up. I'm nearly ready.

MUSIC: "In The Country" By Cliff Richard

Why do girls always SAY they're ready?

Maybe there's an answer to that.

There could well be.

# When the world in which we live in gets a bit too much to bear

# And you need someone to lean on

# When you look there's no-one there

# You're gonna find me

# Out in the country... #

All right, Marcus, let us put ourselves in touch.

Concentrate and we'll get him.

# It belongs to you and I

# Come on and join me

# Hey, out in the country... #

# And the day is fine

# A pretty girl has her hand in mine... #

# In the country-y-y... #

# Ba ba ba ba

# Ba ba ba ba ba

# Ba ba ba ba ba. #

Mike?

PHONE RINGS

Hello.

Eh?

Do what?

Oh, yes, hang on. I'll fetch him.

Al! There's some French bird on the phone for you.

Thanks, Ron.

I wish I were your age.

Hello.

Nicole!

He stood you up?

Mike?

That's a bit sudden, even for the boy wonder!

Sure. Sure. I'll be finished in about ten minutes.

Yeah, that's great, love.

Yeah. I'll see you later, then.

Bye.

Er...Ron.

All right, you can go.

Thanks, Ron.

Hey! Make sure she's on the pill. RON LAUGHS

You dirty old foreman, Ron.

Down the street.

To the right.

MUSIC: "Your Love" By Toni Daley

# You

# Keep tearing me apart from morning till night

# And I'm trying to resist but it just ain't right

# You make me feel like I've never felt before

# I've got you now, I can't stand it any more

# Oh, please,

# Give me what I want

# Give me what I want

# Your love, please

# Give me what I want

# Give me what I want

# Your love

# I realised how much I needed you

# Love is here and there's nothing I can do... #

Nothing.

# You make me feel like I've never felt before

# I've got your love, I can't resist you any more

# So please, give me what I want... #

Don't worry.

You know these moods of his as well as I do.

-Better, in fact.

-I'm sorry, Alan.

What for?

-You love the idiot, not me.

-I'm not in love with Mike.

ALARM BELL

SILENCE

Oh, he did it, Marcus.

Yes, we did it.

You'll have your fur.

-Wonderful. Thanks.

-You'd best wait before you collect it.

-My fur.

-That's what you wanted.

Yes, then.

-I didn't realise...

-You didn't realise what?

I didn't realise it would be like this.

I don't know what you mean.

You do, Marcus. I saw you.

You enjoyed it, didn't you?

How could I enjoy it?

That policeman coming in.

It was dangerous.

That was the most exciting part.

I saw your face. You did enjoy it. I know that.

-I did, too.

-It's wrong, Estelle, wrong.

To be human?

We all want to do things deep down inside ourselves.

Things we can't allow ourselves to do.

I'm right. Aren't I?

But now...

..we have the means to do these things

without the fear of the consequences.

You're right, Estelle.

I...

I DID enjoy it.

DOOR BUZZER

Who is that?

It's me, Nicole.

What do you want?

Can I come up?

Please.

OK, come up.

I don't remember a bloody thing.

It was...peculiar. I don't know.

Poor Michael. Can you remember walking out on me?

I remember leaving here, but I don't know why.

I felt I had to... do something somewhere.

Do what?

That's what I can't work out.

But I obviously did it.

And you can bet your bottom dollar it wasn't a whist drive.

Sorry about...waking you up, but I was a bit scared, you know?

I bet it's the first time you've ever admitted it.

Yeah, maybe it is.

Stop brooding over those, Marcus. It's all past.

I've just seen a policeman stop a man on a motorcycle.

What was he doing wrong?

-Speeding.

-Well?

Have you ever experienced speed?

Oh-oh, once. In an ambulance, after I cracked up my leg.

I mean, real speed. I never have, and it must be magnificent.

Oh, terrifying.

But magnificent!

We'll have it, Marcus.

Real speed.

When's your afternoon off, love?

-Today. It's Saturday. Remember?

-So it is.

That's two blackouts in 24 hours.

You should see a doctor.

I'm healthy enough.

Lots of green veg.

-Don't talk with your mouth full.

-It's my mouth!

So, you've got the afternoon off.

Let's go some place.

Where, movies?

-No. The country. Out of the smoke.

-How?

-Alan's bike.

-He'll let you use it?

No. But if I just borrow it for a while.

ENGINE STARTS

Sounds like your bike, Alan.

-OK, love.

-OK.

Right, let's go!

The bleeding nerve.

-Hello, friend of yours?

-That's your word for it.

-Who was the bird with him?

-The one I took out last night.

Oh-h-h...

RON CHUCKLES

Yeah.

Mike, slow down. Michael.

Mike, slow down!

Stop!

SHE SCREAMS

What the hell have you been up to?

-Taking a spin in the country. OK?

-No, it's not OK.

Look at Nicole. What have you done to her?

-He can't talk to you like that.

-Don't talk to me like that.

What are you up to?

You lousy bastard! Hit him!

Michael!

Ronnie, quickly!

Good boy, Mike. Good boy, Mike.

That was the best thing we've had yet, Marcus.

I never dreamed that you could sink to this.

It was beautiful. Incredible!

By God, Estelle, you must be out of your mind.

A liberation...like never before.

Oh!

I'll stop you, Estelle.

How, Marcus?

Tell me how?

-I've already proved one thing.

-What?

My will is stronger than yours.

You can't stop me. You tried to then, didn't you?

I could feel your mind working against mine, but I won, Marcus.

You can't win all the time.

Not when you are asleep.

I'll bring the boy back here and de-process him,

set him free!

I'll never let you do that. Never!

I'll tell the police everything.

They'd laugh at you.

I'm going to stop you, Estelle.

I promise you! Argh!

You'll never de-process him, Marcus.

No!

No!

No!

MARCUS: Don't do it, Estelle. No!

No! No!

No!

There's no point in getting the boy back, Marcus.

I'll stop you, if it's the last thing I do.

It's no good, Marcus. You can't stop me!

PHONE RINGS

I'm sorry.

Hello.

Hello?

Who was it?

I don't know. Nobody there.

Somebody casing the joint, maybe?

I doubt it. Probably Michael wanting to make peace with me.

That bastard!

What did you see in him, Nicole?

Honestly?

I don't know.

Since that business last night, he seems to be in some kind of trouble.

And I wanted to help.

But after this...

After this, what?

Nothing. Not again.

Who is it?

Audrey.

It's me, Mike.

Who?

Mike Roscoe.

-I don't deserve that.

-That's right. I haven't seen you for ages.

Why have you come here? Come in.

Thank you.

I thought I'd pop round to see how you were.

Do you want a cup of coffee?

Yeah. Thanks.

Sugar?

No, thanks.

I should have remembered that.

Mike, why did you come here?

Really, I mean. Is it trouble with Nicole?

Yeah, sort of.

It's a bit complicated.

Tell me.

I'm sorry, Aud. I had to talk to someone.

You can talk to me, can't you?

Yeah, I guess so.

How are you feeling, Marcus?

I'm sorry I had to do that.

But I couldn't have you getting out of here

just as we were going to have our little contest.

Now, could I?

It's all so hazy.

Half the time I don't know why I'm doing things.

And there are whole periods when I can't remember anything at all.

Did you explain to Nicole?

Yeah.

What did she say?

Did she try and understand?

No. No!

Mike? What did Nicole say?

Mike?

Mike, what's the matter?

Are you all right?

Stop!

Well, Marcus...

it's no good.

You can't hold me back now.

Somehow...

..some way...

..at any cost, Estelle,

at any cost!

# Boy, you're coming on strong now

# Turning me on now

# I feel kind of groovy

# Oh, baby, you move me

# Well, you get me to the stage where I feel fine

# And then you tell me that I've got to draw the line

# So, baby, nothing

# I said, I miss nothing at all

# Sweet, sweet nothings

# Well, that's all I ever get from you

# Ooh, you excite me

# When you touch my hand

# So why try to fight me?

# I just don't understand

# Well, you get me to the stage with my feet off the ground

# And then you turn around and say, "Down, girl, down"... #

Well, well, well.

# Nothing

# I said I'm getting nothing, oh, no

# Baby, nothing

# Well, that's all I ever get from you

# Now, all the money I get, now

# I'll give it all to you

# I even bought your sweater

# And your hipsters, too

# Well, you get me to the stage with my feet off the ground...

# Say, "Down, girl, down"

# Oh, baby, nothing

# Yeah, I said I'm getting nothing, no, no

# Baby, nothing

# Well, that's all I ever get from you

# Oh, baby, sweet, sweet nothing

# Yeah, I said I'm getting nothing

# No

# That's all I ever get from you

# Baby, sweet, sweet nothing. #

I suppose that's for our benefit.

Independence and so on.

He always said he couldn't stand her.

You've been saying how strange he's been recently.

Maybe he's finally flipped.

He certainly hasn't lost his charm.

That's if he ever had any.

Leave him alone, Alan, please.

Are you sure you know where we are?

I know where we are.

Where, then?

You'll see.

Look, I don't like this.

Don't be daft. It's up there. Come on.

I'm going back.

Come on!

-Why have you brought me here?

-To sing for us.

-Us?

Yes, us. That's why you came,

-so let's hear you.

-But the club...

I'll sing at the club. Have they got a group?

-Sing.

-I can't. Not just like that.

I want to hear you in your right surroundings, so come on, sing.

Come on. Get on with it.

Sing.

Stay away from her. Stay away!

Now!

Nothing. Nothing you can do at all.

And nothing yet can compare with tonight's achievement.

Can I help you? Cheese and pickles?

Ham?

Something special? Liver sausage, sauerkraut and gherkin?

You are not hungry, then?

-What's another few inches?

-I will lose a few shillings.

Please, don't. You look OK to me, my dear.

-Yes?

-Cheese and pickles?

Ham? Gherkin, sauerkraut? Liver sausage? What can I do you for?

Nothing, thanks.

This is not a bus shelter, you know.

-One espresso, please.

-Coming.

-What's wrong?

-This is the girl!

-Shush.

He couldn't have... Oh, not Mike.

He pretty near killed me. Look at this.

Another killing as well last night...

You can't think that...

Two girls have been killed. One we saw him with,

-and one near his shop.

-What can we do?

-Go to the fuzz.

-You're guessing...

-We still have to call the cops.

-Can't we talk to him? He may have an alibi.

-Yeah, that's a point.

-Please, let's go and see him.

-OK. He won't be at the shop, though.

-Perhaps in the flat?

-We'll try there.

Here, you are tuppence short.

Marcus?

Are you happy, Marcus?

SHE COUGHS

Marcus?

I'm talking to you.

Do you hear me?

You haven't eaten it.

Eat, Marcus.

You have to eat to keep you strong.

Go away, Estelle.

If you don't keep strong

you won't be able to have any...

..any comp...

competitions with me.

Keep away from me.

Damn you, eat!

Wotcha, Fred. Hello.

How goes it? Fine. Is that a late one?

Fairly. I done one in the three o'clock.

Which one was that?

Old Times. Seventh.

Give more to your woman, not so much to the bookmaker.

Yeah, very funny.

Here - this bird that's got done in,

I picked her up in the cab.

When was this? Last night with a young fella.

I ain't going to have my fun without you.

Damn you!

You're drunk.

What do you mean?

My will is stronger.

I've proved it. Twice!

Your mind's a fog.

That's what you think, but you're wrong.

BELL RINGS

Try the door.

-Mike?

-Try the bedroom.

-Yeah.

No. Looks like he came back last night.

I wish he was still there. At least we could talk to him.

Maybe he is at the shop. He loves it if he has nobody to talk to.

-I suppose so.

-Let's telephone him.

-OK, fine.

Hello?

Hello, Mike? This is Alan. Nicole and I want to talk to you.

HE HANGS UP

-At least he's there.

-Yeah.

Come on.

SIREN BLARES

Marcus? Do you think I can't still hold him?

All right, I'll show you.

If you try anything, Estelle,

using that boy,

I will prevent you.

-How will you do that?

-In the only way I can.

Just you try.

Hmm, careless bastard.

Nobody here. We'll have to check all this junk.

Can't waste a tip-off just because he isn't home.

Mike! Let us in. We want to talk to you.

Mike, unlock the door, please.

What do you want? I thought we aren't speaking.

-It's about that girl.

-What girl?

-The singer you went out with.

-What do you mean?

You were the last girl I went out with.

-Last night...

-The kid with the group. Laura.

-That slag?

I wouldn't look at her.

I'm very busy. I've got a lot to do. Would you two mind leaving me alone?

-Mike, we must talk to you.

-Why?

Laura was killed last night, and another girl too.

He must work somewhere.

Look for a letterhead to give us an idea of where.

Everything's closed today.

It's better than nothing.

We won't get anywhere if we wait here looking for bloodstains.

Well, that's true enough.

-Where were you?

-I don't know.

-You must have some idea.

-You shut up. Then what?

-I took a walk.

-Where?

-To see a friend.

-Who?

-My business.

-A girl?

-So?

-A girl named Audrey Woods?

-We went out together.

She was killed last night.

-You killed her.

-No! I don't remember.

-You don't remember much.

-Some things.

-Like blackouts when you kill?

-I don't kill anybody. Never!

You were with two girls. One you saw, the other you don't remember.

-Both murdered. If you didn't do it, who did?

-I don't know.

-I can't remember things.

-You remember swimming?

-Yes.

-Being on a motorbike?

-Yes.

-Fighting me?

-Yes.

-Or killing two girls?

-No!

-Now, get out. Leave me alone.

-Come on, Mike!

-Tell the truth!

-Get out of here! Leave me alone!

They suspect, or they know.

Kill.

Michael, what's the matter?

-Kill.

-No!

-Agghhh!

-Put it down, Mike.

Get help!

SIREN BLARES

Run!

- Are you all right, son? - I'm fine.

-You're not hurt?

-No, no.

Stop, Marcus. Stop.

Stop!

-Oh, no!

-Yes!

I had to do it, Estelle.

SCREAMING

Take them home, Sergeant. Yes, sir.

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