Trouble Is My Business (FULL MOVIE)
(orchestral music) (dramatic music) - Take me to the cemetery. She's still alive. - This better be good. - I wish I could say it was.
(dramatic orchestral music) It started the other night, Lew. I was alone in my office. Nothing in there seemed like it belonged to me anymore including me.
- Goodnight, Drake It's a shame what happened. (phone ringing) - We're closed. - [Woman] Roland Drake? - Possibly.
- [Woman] I want to see you. - Well pick up a local gossip rag. You'll see plenty. - [Woman] I do read the papers. I gathered you weren't planning on being a very busy man anymore.
- Nice. - [Woman] That doesn't change the fact that I need to see you... now. - Come back tomorrow.
I won't be busy then either. - [Woman] I'm downstairs. I said now. - Well I can't say no to a lady...
(phone clicks) or you. - [Roland Voiceover] I made a feeble attempted to straighten things up for her, to hide the inward chaos of my life before her shadow eclipsed everything. It's open. (dramatic music) - Never thought you'd save me? - Give me time. - Looks like you only have 30 days. - All right so how can I help you missus...
- Miss Montemar. - Of course. - [Roland Voiceover] She had a face that would launch 1,000 ships and a body that would bring them back. - You mentioned needing saving. - Sadly it's not coincidence that I've come to you, Mr. Drake. - I didn't think that this was a happy accident.
- Wise ass. - Wait till you get to know the rest of me. - I'm not here to get to know the rest of you. - Pity. - [Miss Montemar] I'm here to find out what happened to my father.
- Montemar? Didn't I read something about him going missing in the papers last week? - I think my entire family's in danger, Mr. Drake. - Who do you think did it? - I don't know. - Oh come on, Miss Montemar, we both read the papers. I don't believe the story you're selling, so why don't you just take it to the cops. - He's missing. I don't know that he's been murdered.
And, the cops, yes, they were very nice. - First time for anything. - They took his name down, told me to call if I heard from him.
Real helpful. - Well you want some more real helpful advice? You know from the papers that missing persons cases and me don't mix real well. I don't play the fool for anybody.
I'd like my desk back. Wait. (dramatic music) Wait a week and call.
- I can't wait a week. My uncle's gone missing now too. - I'm not that guy.
I'm not the guy in the papers. I wouldn't let anything happen to anyone. - I knew you weren't. - Please. (dramatic music) Miss Montemar.
- Katherine. - I'm sorry this happened to you. - I don't want sorry.
I want solved. And, unless they find a body, my father's never going to be considered dead which is why I want more than his name in a list and a phone call in a week. Mr. Drake, in the papers, you said that you were
the best missing persons man in the city. Are you the best? - Find out. - So how does this work? - It's working right now. - Shall we? - Yeah I think we should probably start with how he went missing. - Dinner. - Okay.
- No, my father and I were supposed to have dinner at home. - Oh, you still live at home? - Yes Mr. Drake, I'm not married. - Oh good. - Why what does that have to do with anything? - Nothing, that's for me.
So I take it dad never showed? - No, we haven't seen him since Tuesday. - Does dad have a habit of disappearing? (dramatic music) - I don't know what kind of people you're accustomed to dealing with, Mr. Drake, but we're a normal family. We're the victims here. - Usually the victim knows the assailant.
The assailant feels justified. So I have to ask this question how did your family become rich, Miss Montemar? - I am suddenly very sure of one thing, Mr. Drake, I don't have the best man for the job.
- Yeah, there's one thing you've forgotten. - Oh really? Do tell. - How would it look with pieces of your clothing all over my office? - Well you're the dective. You tell me.
(thunder crashing) (moaning) (dramatic music) (moaning) (gasping) (heavy breathing) (dramatic music) (moaning) (ominous music) (knocking) (ominous music) (knocking) - So you gonna invite me in? - Actually I'm right in the middle of-- - Hey, hate the DA not me. You didn't listen to me. - Yeah MacDonald, I appreciate what you-- - Up kind of late again? - Yeah actually I was just waking up.
- Well I know you're going through a hard patch, buddy. - It's okay. Actually things have started to pick up since you left.
- Well you made me too good a detective to believe that. I can't believe the newspapers are making such a stew about that missing girl. You'd think that you'd kidnapped her. - Yeah, well I appreciate you backing me up. - Oh I see. Well I didn't know you weren't alone.
(sniffing) Anyone you know? - I'm alone. I wanna be alone. - Okay, sure. Can I use your bathroom? - No. - All right. This came for you at my office.
If you could take care of your half, well I'd appreciate it. - Here let me take it. - Hope you get things straightened out, my friend.
- Like I said, I just need some time to get on my feet. - You take care of yourself. (phone ringing) You look like you've seen a ghost.
(phone ringing) - [Woman] Roland Drake? - Possibly. - [Woman] I need to see you. - Katherine, what's going on? - [Woman] I need to see you. Can we meet at your office? - Yeah no, I'm not gonna be in the office today actually.
- [Woman] Now. - Yeah, oh yeah. Right. You see Lew, business is picking up already.
- Of course it is. You might want to get your door fixed. Someone might break in. - [Roland Voiceover] Lew, after I watched you walk away, I went over my place again and again.
How did this happen, and I never woke up? With every passing minute, I was feeling like it happened in a dream, like I'd fallen for a ghost. I needed to get back to the only place I could think. (dramatic music) (tense music) (pencil clattering) I caught a whiff of perfume like sweet temptation. Last thing I needed. - Sorry I'm closed. Actually I'm expecting someone.
- [Blonde Woman] More correctly, you were expecting me. - No, no I wasn't. Who are you? - I'm scared, Mr. Drake. - Why? - I'm Jennifer. - Why the gun? - Katherine's sister. (dramatic music) - Katherine? - Don't you make a habit of remembering the names of the ladies that come to you? - I remember if it's business.
- Well then I'm surprised you don't remember Katherine. I expect you gave her quit the business last night. - Look why are you here? - I'm here to find out what you did to my sister. Now are you gonna help me or are you just sticking your nose where it doesn't belong? - Look lady-- - Or is nose off the mark? - How can I help you, sister? - You are still a detective after all, aren't you Mr. Drake? I mean perhaps not a very good one.
Let's see remembering things would be a minimum requirement. Do you remember my name, or have I given you enough to go on, huh? - I remember if it's important, Jennifer. That's my business. - And, I remain too much of a lady to inquire what you do remember about Katherine. She came her last night, didn't she? - She did. It was before closing.
- Yeah, now she's missing. People in my family are missing, Mr. Drake. Where is she? Where is she? What did you do to my sister? - Beyond the obvious, nothing. - Don't lie to me! Please Mr. Drake, my entire life is disappearing. If my father is dead, then Katherine stands to inherit my entire family fortune. Now I can't find Katherine.
That makes me next. - All right, that I will remember. - And, then I wake up this morning, and I see this envelope full of pictures of the two of you. Yeah, real nice. I want to know what's going on right now! - All right, calm down! Those guns go off. You want to sit down? - No.
I'd like to call the police now. - Fine. You know what after last night, I feel like I was practically in your family. I like your family. Your sister came to me.
- I'm not so sure about that. Why don't we call the police now, and we'll just all look at these pictures together, okay? - Fine, why don't we do that? - Good. (clattering) (dramatic music) (grunting) What are you gonna do to me know, Mr. Drake? - Unfortunately I'm gonna go to plan B.
I'm gonna offer you a seat and a chance to listen. (dramatic music) - Well it seems you have more than just a professional interest in missing persons cases, don't you detective? (dramatic music) - I don't get it. Someone wants you to think something.
But, that somebody thought they had an airtight frame, they would've sent these things to the cops, not to you in the morning. - I'm disarmed. I guess now I have to take your word for it. - Look you've got the wrong idea about me.
- Oh do I? Good. Because I would really like to know what do you think is going on here? - I want to find out what happened to Katherine. I just don't want to get involved in it with you. - You don't get involved in this with me now, and I make sure all of these photos go to the police. And, given your current reputation, oh yeah. - All right fine.
We're in business together. I normally make $35 a day. - We'll have to talk about that.
- Yeah, well we're need to talk about the jewelry. - What jewelry? - Come on, dumb's the one thing that does't look good on you. We both know that the jewelry had something to do with this case. - What do you know about the diamond? - The gem was one of the things that came up last night.
It's so valuable how come everyone in the world isn't looking for it? - My father brought it back secretly, so only those of us in the family even know we need to be looking for it. - It could be very dangerous for those that do know. - Well I'm being very selective, Mr. Drake. - I always get picked for the good stuff.
(smacking) (tense music) (grunting) (bashing) Selective? Who's this? - I've never seen him before in my life! (smacking) (grunting) (dramatic music) - Who are you? (gargling blood) What do you want? Who are you? (choking) (gun firing) - He was gonna, I thought he might stab. Oh my God, is he dead? - Yes, thanks to you. Now that gun shot's not gonna go unnoticed for long. Are you sure you don't recognize him? - I don't know him. - Well he seems to know you, and somebody slit his throat and didn't finish the job.
A dying assassin? Maybe he found me because of Katherine. (door rattling) - Hey Drake, you all right in there? We heard something. - We're fine. - We're fine. (tense music) - There's nothing in his pocket except a matchbook from the Wiltmore Hotel. This mean anything to you? - No, I wish it did.
- Jennifer, this is murder. - Oh if we're gonna have to talk about murder, then maybe we're gonna have to tell the police how you were with my missing sister all last night, and that I have pictures. - The police are gonna love you. - I don't need love. I need help.
- Claude, are you still there? - [Claude] Yeah, but you got company. - I'm just trying to help a lady out here. Something fell. - [Claude] All right it's nothing folks. Something fell. - Lots of blood.
- Don't worry about it, I'm being evicted. - No. Okay get that rug.
He's bleeding everywhere. - I'll get it. Just keep talking. Let him wonder what happened in there. I see you like a little innuendo.
- Well not a little one. - I'm gonna need some more information about the diamond. I know a place we can talk, and the food's survivable. - Are you asking me to lunch at a time like this? - Yes, and since you're paying me 35 a day, it's on you. Your pick.
- Well I do know a place within walking distance. But, are you familiar with Orlov? - No, good food? - And, then in the 1700s it was stolen. It was later passed down to a Russian count, Gregory Orlov, and he was a paramour of the legendary empress Catherine the Great. He was using the diamond to try to win her love. But no, not even with the purest of diamonds. - Who else found out what it was worth? - Well a lot of people know what it's worth.
Napoleon himself tried to find it. But, his armies were warned by a ghost that there would be consequences. - No, I meant who found out what it's worth more recently? - More recently there was this pair of Russian twins who lept to their deaths after possessing it. And, my father, he's not the kind of man that believes in cures, but even he was gonna have it recut, and then he disappeared.
- [Roland] How did your father get the diamond? - I don't know. - Worth a look. We can find out how he got it here.
Maybe we find out who else knows about it. And, how soon can you pay me? - Mr. Drake? - Yeah.
- For you. (dramatic music) Where's my tip? - Eat your vegetables. - What was that? - Another ghost. - What? - Never mind.
Now with a diamond like that, it requires a big operator. It's not the kind of thing that you can sell on the open market. - I know. And, that's why I'm worried about what's gonna happen to the rest of my family. - Your father was an archeologist, so why didn't he just give it to a museum? - Well for all I know, he was planning on it.
I don't know. He was on the board of several museums. - A diamond like this is gonna attract the wrong kind of attention no matter what your family tries to keep a secret.
Now you mentioned that Katherine was set to inherit all of your family fortune. Why don't you get half? (laughing) - Come to dinner tonight, you'll see. - You know I didn't hurt her. You remind me of her. - Well we're sisters.
Look Mr. Drake, I'm not ready to turn you in just yet, just arrive at seven. - If you hear from Katherine, will you let me know? - Of course. (dramatic music) - I got it.
You're broke. - $1.47, still got an eye for detail, Lew. - You trained me well. We spent a lot of years together. Who's the girl? - Potential client, like I said things are starting to pick up.
- Is that the girl that was in your apartment last night? - No. - Busy man. Where's that one? I saw the state you were in. A needle mark in your arm, I got a tip for you buddy. I can't cover for you the way I did with the missing girl. And, I think someone's onto you.
- You didn't need to cover for me. That was the whole problem. - Just trying to help. Need any help now? - Just a $1.47.
- Plus the tip? - All in the details. - Perhaps that's why Jennifer Montemar hired you. You're a detail man. (dramatic music) - Any change, mister? - I wish.
(dramatic music) - That was the first time I knew you were really onto me, Lew. So I figured the Orlov diamond was my best chance at finding Katherine. - Knowing her missing uncle was a jeweler of course, you did the usual. (dramatic music) - I checked every jewelry dealer in town even the ones that didn't have a store, nothing, not even a missing jeweler.
(glass shattering) That bothered me, and I bothered them. And, they made not secret about it. And, you right at my heels, well you always knew how I felt about that. My life might have been a slow drip, but I was definitely bleeding. And, two Montemars walk into my office. Katherine made me feel alive again, but Jennifer made me want to stay that way.
(dramatic music) I arrived for dinner at the Montemar house thinking maybe I could find out what a respectable, normal family looked like. 'Cause in my line, I'd never met one. (doorbell ringing) I'm-- - Roland Drake, a private investigator of Miss Jennifer's acquaintance who is indeed expected.
- Anything else? - Yes, I can't say I care very much for your shoes. Please come in. (clock striking the time) - [Woman] Rivers, there's no longer steam coming off of my tea! (dramatic music) - Mr. Drake, thank you so much for coming. - Miss Montemar. - Hey baby, who's the rube? - Mr. Roland Drake, please meet John Shannon.
Mr. Drake has agreed to help me. - Roland, I want to thank you so much for helping my girl out. You know I just gotta say thanks for just going out of your way for her. - Yeah well not that helping her doesn't have its own benefits, but it is my job. What's your job? - Oh I'm her fella.
You're a working guy. I like helping out. I help her in, I help her out of things for free. But, I got other hobbies. (laughing) You want a bell pally? - You mean a drink or an opportunity? - Both are my bag, right baby? - Dinner's being served.
Johnny, please do try not to upset mother tonight. - I'm pretty sure the tin start might upset her just a little more, huh. - And, I'm sorry if Johnny appears rude, Mr. Drake. He really can be very sweet.
Can't you, lover? - For you. Yeah, all right, see youse. - I had an ex secretary who was real sweet. - Was she? - Yeah, she made me feel real good, and when I gave her dictation, she made me feel real smart.
- Oh you can be a heel, huh Mr. Drake? - I can be. - Well you don't have to make a pose of it.
- It's the only pose I have left. I am gonna have to ask your fella some questions. - Of course, Johnny would be more than happy to help any way he can.
- Oh I got that the first time. And, I will have to ask your mother some questions. - Well maybe not too many questions. - Really why? (giggling) - You'll understand. - Miss Evelyn Montemar, I present a Mr. Roland Drake, a private investigator of Miss Jennifer's acquaintance.
- Please don't stand. I never do. Where's my first born isn't Katherine joining us? - There hasn't been word, madam. - Well just us tonight.
- Katherine was quite a dish, Mr. Drake. You know you might even have a shot with her. - Did you? - No, but I got a thing for brunettes. (laughing) - Charming. - Evelyn quite the spread tonight I must say like mother like daughter.
- You're not funny. No one thinks you're funny. (dramatic music) - Is there anything else I can do? - You do enough. He's been my strength since your father disappeared last week. Sweet man.
Private investigator, hey? Aren't you good enough to be a police detective? (Johnny laughing) - Mother. - No, my shoes squeak too much ask Rivers. - I don't like a man with a sense of humor. I find it almost as unattractive as a woman with one.
- Depends on what she's laughing at. - I rarely laughed before my accident, and less so now. Although I do find it amusing that Jennifer has brought you into our family business, why? - I would like to help your daughter. - For a fee, I'm sure.
- Well even a shamus gotta eat. Thank you. - Jennifer doesn't have her own money, Mr. Drake.
So you must be working for me. - Yeah we like hard workers around here, Mr. Drake. - Yet, you're here too Johnathan.
- Touche. - I told Jennifer about the newspaper stories of your disgraceful behavior, Mr. Drake. - [Roland] Wait till you see how I eat. - Mother, please you're being rude. - I have a certain morbid fascination with failing. So it was difficult to mask my delight at meeting you.
You probably noticed. - No, as you and your daughter keep pointing out, I'm not that good a detective. - I'm not surprised that Jennifer sought you out, Mr. Drake.
I'm sure you're the only detective she could recollect from my opinions of your failings regarding that poor girl. Katherine is the reader in this family. - Just because you read accusations in the newspaper, doesn't make 'em true. - Yeah, didn't they say that you were the best, Mr. Drake?
- My partner Lew would agree with you, Johnny. - Smart man. - Lew MacDonald's integrity seems quite unassailable. Frankly I'm not surprised he left your partnership.
He cuts quite a fine figure of a man in print. - Lew's always been uncompromising when it comes to appearances. (giggling) - Well you seem a little more flexible.
- I was down on my luck, Johnny. Why don't you take up reading, find out what's going on? - Sadly, the only thing these two ever seem to read are the funny papers and the obituaries. - Mother, I invited Mr. Drake here tonight because I believe that he can do more for us than the police are doing.
- Wouldn't it make more sense for you to take whatever you find to the police instead of here to us? - No more sense than slitting my own throat to get some fresh air. - I do wish Katherine were here. She would know what to do. I've often thought that Katherine took all the refinement from my womb and left precious little for out fascinating Jennifer.
- Evelyn, Jennifer brought me here, and I'm willing to do what's necessary to help. - Seems you've done more than necessary as far as the police were concerned. Perhaps, without you that poor girl would still be alive. - The girl's family contacted me when the police appeared to be doing nothing. I found the girl, and I said so.
She died. The DA and the police made it easy to hate me and hard for me to stay out of a permanent address with three squares and a cot. - The police are doing everything they can for us.
(crying) (dramatic music) I am beside myself without my Wilson. - All right, I have a certain morbid curiosity. When is the last time you saw your husband? - The last time I saw Wilson was here at home last week. - When was that exactly? - Tuesday 2:15, he received a guest in his study.
- What was the guest's name? - When Mr. Montemar has company come to the backdoor, I've been given specific instructions not to notice. - And, his name was? - The monogram on his briefcase bore the letters GG.
- You did notice. - Only the third visit. - What happened? - [Rivers] He visited for 31 minutes and as per my instructions, I have no idea about the nature of his business. - [GG] As long as Nadia's book is missing, the operation is not safe. - The diamond will never be safer than it is with me. - Well afraid we must disagree, my friend.
Nadia's death could-- - [Rivers] I'm sorry to say I didn't see or hear any of their conversation unfortunately. - You're being coy with me, aren't you Rivers? - It hadn't occurred to me, no. - The house isn't that big, someone had to see him leave. - No.
- [Roland] Rivers? - No, honestly no. - All right so nobody say Wilson or this GG leave the house? - I assumed he was delayed with business, so we ate dinner without him which is normally beyond contemplation. I waited some time for him, and then I had Rivers put me to bed. - And, you never followed up, and you never called the police? - Later I thought I heard them in the study. I heard voices.
- Wouldn't be the first time. - Jennifer, we agreed how unattractive that sense of humor is, didn't we? (dramatic music) - Jennifer, I never asked you where you were that night. (knocking) Oh you don't have to wait for the door. You can just go ahead and answer the question right now.
- I spent the entire day with John. - Yeah. - Great. - Yeah it was great. It was a very good day.
- Very great. - And, then I came home late, alone, and found out that my father was missing. - Not much of a alibi. - Hey, how 'bout I pop you right in the kisser, all right! - [Evelyn] Gentlemen! - Hey I'm just trying to keep it civil with this flat tire. What's your alibi? - What? She just said it.
(doorbell ringing) What? You got something in your ears, pally? Can't hear anything? What do you want me to say? We had a lovely afternoon. - Yeah. - We did things that a fella does with his dame. - It was a lovely afternoon.
- It's not your business, all right? - What'd you see? What'd you do? - I saw a lot of this lovely young lady, and you better keep your eyes off, pal. I see what you're doing with those eyes. This belongs to me. It's off limits. Huh? You want to ask some more questions? - Detective Barry Tate of the Los Angeles Police Department.
(ominous music) - Please excuse the interruption. I'm just here to ask, Drake? I hope you're here in a non working capacity. - We're birds of a feather that way, Barry. - I'm here about Wilson Montemar.
- I'm Jennifer Montemar. What have you discovered? - Well Miss Montemar, we found your father's car abandoned on Hope Street near Sixth. - What about my father? - Well Miss, we haven't found him or his belongings yet. But, we did find fresh blood in the car, and I figure with that blood that this is becoming less and less a missing persons case. - Interesting.
- What is interesting? - [Roland] 'Cause you figured something out, Bar. - I will allow you to stay in my presence for a moment, but there's something more important here, finding Wilson Montemar. - Now there you might have figured wrong.
- And, why is that, Drake? Do you care to tell the law something for a change? - I don't have my fingers in all the pies the way you do. - Well I am not leaving this place until I have found out everything that I need to know to help you, Evelyn. Now Evelyn, is there something else we should be looking for here? - I don't know what you're asking of me. - I believe you.
Jennifer, I believe that you are so concerned with getting back what is yours, well, have you any idea what your father is up to? - I only know that he's missing, and that you found his car. - Well it's lucky that I'm here. Give me one reason why I should leave you in this room, Drake? - I like cooked goose, and the company's good.
- Maybe Katherine knows. When do I get to talk to her in person? Oh. (laughing) Katherine's not here is she? You didn't try to help her like you helped that missing girl, Nadia, did you Drake? You know the one that's dead. - No if anyone's gonna help a girl, you're the one to pull the trigger. - Don't mess this one up. - You don't talk with your hands.
- Oh I'm going to be doing more than talking with my hands. - There's ladies present. - Funny last words, Drake. - Detective Tate, I don't appreciate violence in my house. - Yes, thank you very much for all of the information and please let us know if you discover anything else.
Thank you for coming. - I would dissuade your daughter from having any further contact with Roland Drake, mam. - So would I. - I will be talking to all of you. Mam.
(dramatic music) - Well, that was delicious. (dramatic music) - I still need you. (dramatic music) - Although I've no sensation, the pain is constant. (dramatic music) (rocks clattering) (dramatic music) Blame where there should be love. (dramatic music) - I'm sure you mean guilt where there should be love.
- Why Jennifer, I never get such a rise out of you. (laughing) - Mother, I let you berate me and berate me day after day and night after night, but not tonight. No, you're gonna shut your trap! - You don't dare speak to me that-- - Yes, I do. - I know a mother should never feel what I feel for you. Rivers, I want you to call Lew MacDonald.
Get him on the telephone. Tell him I will pay him whatever he requires of me to get to the bottom of this. Tell him! - Mother, I already have Mr. Drake. - [Evelyn] It should be you, not me in that chair.
(dramatic music) - So, like your goose cooked, hey? - It pains me as a mother that you are such a disappointment. - Well then allow me to take away your pain. - No! - Beverly Hills 4044, the Lew MacDonald Agency. - [Jennifer] What you-- - Hello Mr. MacDonald.
- [Jennifer] Paid more attention to me - This is the Montemar residence. - [Jennifer] instead of blaming me for everything. - Yes.
We'd like to engage your services tomorrow morning. - [Evelyn] There would be nothing to blame. - Oh that? (Jennifer yelling) That's an unseemly radio play I have in the background.
I should've turned that down, I'm terribly sorry. So tomorrow morning bright and early? Yes, it is a delightful surprise, isn't it? Stop! - [Evelyn] Rivers! - Stop! Here, use the pillow. It helps with her pain. (ominous music) - Rivers. (laughing) You don't have the guts. (slapping) (smacking) - [Barry] You can't leave well enough alone, can you? (smacking) (coughing) - You won't make it stop doing this.
- I had it all wrapped up in a neat little box. (smacking) She doesn't have to be found. (smacking) - Yeah so, that little black book was worth killing her, huh? - No, you killing her was worth it. (smacking) (coughing) I protect and serve my city, and the profitability of our ventures. (smacking) I was mad that you didn't get the chair for murdering that backstabbing little... (smacking) whore.
- Well I guess you don't control everything, do you? (choking) - Oh yes, but there is one thing I control tonight. You may disappear. - That's a shame 'cause I have the black book. (choking) - [Barry] Liar.
- You wouldn't risk it. - The only one at risk is you. No one knows you're up here with me.
Now we've spent enough time together for you to tell me where the book is now. (smacking) If not, you eventually will beg me (smacking) to throw you off this roof. You're a missing person. You always were.
Nobody's gonna come and find you because nobody cares. (fleshy thudding) - Why don't you pull up a chair? I got a nice view. We got options.
- You don't have any options. You are going to disappear. - Just like you did to Katherine Montemar? (grunting) - I heard tonight.
Let me clue you in. She's dead. - Dead? You're lying. How? - I ask the questions, you give the answers. If you don't, you are going-- - Sir. - Turn around, officer.
Get back to what you were doing. - It's not that, sir. You said that you didn't want to be interrupted unless he showed up. He's here.
- All right. Such a nice evening, really nice evening. You know I think I'll give you a break until I get back. How 'bout a jaw? (fleshy crunching) (tense music) (muttering) - Stay safe.
(tense music) (phone ringing) - I found her. - What? - I found Nadia. (dramatic music) - Get out of there. - What are you talking about? I found the girl. Call the police. (fleshy sucking) (dramatic music) (guns firing) (yelling) (guns firing) (yelling) (dramatic music) (yelling) (guns cocking) (dramatic music) (grunting) (gun firing) - No! (dramatic music) (grunting) (dramatic music) (thunder crashing) (dramatic music) (thunder crashing) (chair clattering) (tense music) - [Barry] This is how we do things in my city.
When things move through, I serve and protect. I always get my cut, my piece of everything. You can't change this. - [Man] You changed it when you killed his niece. - [Barry] You don't know that I killed his niece.
(laughing) - [Man] We know everything. That's why you work for us. - [Barry] I may work for you, but this is my city. This isn't some painting or broken piece of pottery this time. This rock is the most valuable item we've ever moved, and I get my cut.
- [Man] You are, to use the term of your own organization, on probation. They will decide when you are part of this again. - [Barry] I won't standby on this one. My forces are powerful, and you need me. When I find this-- - [Man] Stay out of it.
It is beyond you now. - [Barry] Nothing is beyond my reach. - [Man] Don't you dare walk away from me.
(safe dial clicking) (tense music) - [Man] Find where Montemar is, bring him to us. (safe latch clicking) Make problems, and it is you who will be exported. - [Barry] You think you can come into my precinct, my office, and tell me what to do? I am this city. This is my rule of law. If you want to live, don't ever tell me what to do again.
(speaking in a foreign language) - [Man] You... (gun firing) (thunder crashing) (dramatic music) (phone ringing) (tense music) (safe clicking) (tense music) - Mathews, another suspect tried to escape. Clean this mess up.
(dramatic music) I want everyone of our men looking for Drake. He's still got that book. (thunder crashing) - Nadia had a book. Black with the dark afterglow confessions written in her own code. Her words up till then were the only safe I could never crack.
Police corruption, Wilson's own name, and the priceless things moving through the deepest arteries of the city unseen all found new meaning in the diamond as it flawlessly destroyed the Montemar family. The black book wasn't just an insurance policy anymore, it was a chance to set it all right. - You had it? Of course, well played. Where was it? Just curious. Fine, so that's why no one would really testify against you.
(laughing) Very well played. - A lot of names in that book. If anything happened to me, I made provisions. (dramatic music) - [Officer] Geez Drake, this place is a Petrie dish of germs. (dramatic music) (phone clicking) - [Dispatcher] Dispatch. - Tate, I want an all points bulletin put out on Roland Drake.
- [Dispatcher] What's the charge, sir? - The charge? I found blood. I'll come up with something. - [Dispatcher] Yes sir.
(dramatic music) - Move over Jennifer, I'll drive. (dramatic music) So Wilson seems to be missing. - I know, and I'm really worried about my father. - Montemars always know more than they tell.
He and I were working a deal. I know you have a precious little (knife clicking) item. - Are we driving someplace? - Even with him gone, it doesn't mean you and I can't be in bed together. We've always been close, Jennifer.
- Never with my consent. - Now let's do this deal together, and then you and I can go somewhere new, a cottage in the woods, neighbors miles away visit only occasionally. They smile at us and pat our children on the head, never knowing. You have to give it to me. Give it to me now! (fleshy sucking) (choking) (dramatic music) - What happened to you? - So after dinner, I was peeking in your mom's bedroom.
- And? - I fell. Tate caught me. I wish I hit the ground. (dramatic music) - So what are we gonna do about John? (glass shattering) (dramatic music) Mother? - Rivers you've been my strength since my Wilson disappeared? You're so good to me. I don't tell.
- This is getting weird. - Things are making so much sense right now. - I'm glad they are for you. - Oh my God, why are you doing this? Why? (laughing) - Rivers, you handsome, handsome man. Wait till they find out I'm dead. (laughing) - Mom.
(screaming) Is she really dead? (dramatic music) - Please comb my hair before the police arrive. - The police can't come. (dramatic music) - That would be a Mr. John Shannon arriving uncharacteristically early. - Johnny hi, I'm so glad you're here.
- Drake, what are you doing here? - I'm just here to check out her father's study. - Oh no, that room's been gone over many times. Don't bother.
- Well do you mind if I earn my 45 a day? - 35 a day. - You look like you could use a beer. You know I could use one. - A little early. - It's late for me.
- [Roland] You got all the sides covered don't you? - Excuse me? - You and me in the bedroom. - That was real. - And, what's this? - This was covering our bases.
- Don't do me any favors. - Are you crazy? All of that had to happen in front of you. Don't question my feelings. - It's a simple mistake. You show me some affection, and I go and believe it.
- You know you might actually like how this turns out. My father's study's down the hallway. I'll meet you there. Do you trust me? Do you trust me? (laughing) John.
- What is he doing here? Was he here all night? Why are you in your nightgown? Was he in your bedroom? What does he know? - Calm down. We will find out. Now about Drake. - Oh yeah, shush. We'll find out what he knows together. - Yes.
Do you honestly think he knows something he's not telling us? - I got an idea. (dramatic music) - Johnny, you're kidding right tough guy? - I don't like Johnny. - Neither do I. - Much as I don't want to, I'll have to hurt her if you don't talk. - You're all heart.
- We're gonna talk about you, we're gonna talk about that Orlov diamond. I think you know more than you're letting on. - You need to stop that. - What? - Thinking. - I love Jennifer, and I won't let you ruin it! - You're good for her, oh I can see that.
- If you care anything about her whatsoever, you're gonna tell me what you know about that diamond. - I can't tell you where the diamond is. - Wrong. (dramatic music) Look you're jealous, I get it Drake, but let's make things real spiffy and tell the whole story.
You first. - What whole story, Johnny? - What whole story? - Oh, I got him interested now. Wilson, he's not missing. - I know he's dead. - That's right eagle eye.
He's dead. (laughing) Wait a minute, how did? - No one's seen him for seven days. There is no body, so no one's gonna squat hot for it. In fact the file in Tate's office said no one contacted the police or the family for ransom which can only mean one thing. Despite all appearances, the Montemar family has no money.
- They don't? - No, of course. That's why the diamond is so important. Anyone who sells that diamond on the black market would be set for life. - How do you know this? My father never told me.
- Obviously he wouldn't tell you because that would tie him to the Russian mod and to illegal trafficking. How do I know it? Well he told it to someone else in bed months ago. And, a girl named Nadia wrote it down. It didn't make sense until today. (dramatic music) - All this time they've been looking for Wilson, we've been looking for the diamond. - [Roland] We? - Oh yeah, that's the best part.
You're gonna die, and there won't be no murder 'cause they won't find no body because we always-- - Who's we, Johnny? - You know. - Who's we? - Wait just wait. - Who is we? You better tell me. - That's it Jennifer. You're crazy.
You wanna know who killed him, Drake? - Gun's not loaded, Roland. - What, you little bitch, what are you doing? (smacking) (dramatic music) (clattering) (smacking) (thudding) (dramatic music) Son of a bitch. (guns firing) - [Roland Voiceover] It was the first and last time Johnny ever touched a book. (dramatic music) (thudding) (door squeaking) (dramatic music) - Drake! - Oh I'll have to clean that up. - [Roland] Go. (gasping) - That was exciting.
- With you it usually is. - I would never in my life. I mean I have seen some, heard some crazy things in my life. But, that was almost arousing.
Is that okay? (laughing) Oh my gosh, wow. That was wow. (laughing) - [Roland] He wants to kill us I think. (dramatic music) - Drake.
(dramatic music) (latch clicking) (dramatic music) - I swear I'm not trying to be presumptuous, but I honestly feel that a motel is our best bet. - Oh you're not being presumptuous, not at all. (happy orchestral music) - [Roland Voiceover] It felt right to be there nest to her. With her sister, it had been lust, a challenge. But, with Jennifer, even how her body moved in such an unconsciously alluring manner, melted me in a way I didn't have a name for.
- Planning another invasion? - Well actually I was kind of hoping you were. (dramatic music) How about India? Katherine always wanted to go to India if she even knows where it is. Just say anything to get out of that house.
- Jennifer if there's ever gonna be an us anywhere, you need to know everything. - Is there an us? - Isn't there? I woke up that day, and there was blood. And, I don't know what happened, or why I didn't wake up. Maybe I was drugged.
But, I opened my eyes and there was the blood, her blood everywhere. You have to believe me. Not hurt her. It kills me that I haven't solved the crime. And, then you walked into my life and things got all.
(dramatic music) - Nadia's death has, forgive me Wilson how do you say this, changed the game. And, your exorbitant bet and continued excess will bury your family. (dramatic music) - So now you know we're poor. - Did he give you the diamond? - No, you'll never get it from me.
(laughing) - Okay as discussed, we'll beat it out of him. (smacking) Where is the diamond? Where is it? (dramatic music) - All the love I have for you is in that safe. (dramatic music) - It's empty. (smacking) Take care of the body.
(dramatic music) (gasping) (dramatic music) (car starting) [Roland Voiceover] My dear, I cannot sleep. I have to go back to the house. We need money, and I know where my father has some hidden. As much as you might disagree, I cannot spend the rest of my time in this negligee. I hope I'll be back before you even read this, J. - I need a cab.
So I followed her. I was thinking clearly enough to know that after having her, I wouldn't be thinking clearly. - You never let yourself fall for a dame in our business let alone two in one week. Sisters, (laughing) naughty, naughty, naughty. Bad for business.
- I didn't follow her because I didn't trust her. I followed her because I had to. She left a trail of all my hopes. - Like crumbs in the forest.
- Why is it so important? Who cares about what's in her little black book anyway? (slapping) - You should care. I'm in her little black book. He is in her little black book, and you are in her little black book too. Tonight we are going to go and relieve Drake of his little get out of jail free card. Now fortunately, we found blood in his house.
We have a proper warrant for his office. - Operator, get me the reporter's desk at the Harold Express. (tense music) - Let's wait.
(tense music) Eyes on the road. (tense music) Katherine, son of a-- - Does she take it all off, huh? (tense music) - Drive. (tense music) - Boy, that was close.
- You think. (tense music) - You want me to wait? - Does this look like my final destination? - That's sarcasm, right? - No. - Really? - Yes, it's sarcasm. Flash me if we find we're not alone, all right? - Do you want me to blow the horn too? - There goes your tip.
- I'll keep the fare running. (dramatic music) - Dig. (dramatic music) (digging) (dramatic music) (horn honking) (dramatic music) - Everything okay, Bert? - Yeah, waiting on a fare. (dramatic music) (digging) - Well good luck with that, Bert.
Listen we got an APB on this guy, Roland Drake. You seen him? (horn honking) - Nope. No. (dramatic music) - We need to get back to the house I was casing. - Listen Drake, I don't want to get you turned in, but I also don't want to be an accomplice to your peepshow. - Why don't I take you back to that motel, and we'll call it even? - No.
(dramatic music) - Mr. Claude Allen, I asked a question. You will answer. (fleshy thudding) (grunting) - Drake's a good man, detective. I think you railroaded him.
(smacking) - You will do what I say. (smacking) (flash popping) - Arrest them! - We didn't see anything. - You want us to arrest the reporters? - My family.
(dramatic music) - Extra, extra, read all about it. Hey Mr. Drake, up early? - Late.
How 'bout a newspaper Scotty. - Sure thing, lots of bad news. It should be a good morning. The DA guy who was after you got his, huh? I guess there is justice. - Well I wouldn't want to be caught dead at his funeral. (dramatic music) - [Roland Voiceover] I got back just ahead of her, Lew.
My whole world had changed knowing Katherine was still in it. I knew that my feelings for Jennifer were deepening clouding everything including the job she'd hired me to do. - Okay. Oh good, you got my note. We need to talk. - Oh yeah, we do.
- Okay let me talk first. So I went back to the house, packed our bags. Then I went to check on Johnny. Roland, he wasn't there. His body wasn't there. There was no body, and I searched that house.
And, there was no body. And, it scared the heck out of me, so I got our stuff and I came here. I got out of there as fast as I could. - Who do you think moved the body? - Why are you looking at me like that? Who do you think moved the body? - Time for a confession.
- Roland, I don't even know what-- - I followed you tonight. - Why? - Katherine moved Johnny's body. - What? - Katherine. - You're sitting here trying to tell me she's still alive? - Look I know that you love your sister. - So she's still alive? - Yeah, but you need to consider the fact that she might be behind all of this. She faked her own disappearance.
This is the genius of this whole thing. She's taking bodies and burying them in open graves. No body, no crime.
- Either that or she's trying to protect me because that's what she's done her entire life, Roland. You don't know her. Rivers, he told you about some guy with the initials GG when we were at dinner. So if GG is so important to keep secret, maybe we should be looking for GG. - That would be my next course of action.
It's unmarked except for GG. Unmarked mail's the best. Those are the ones who don't want to be found. The man that attacked us in my office, he had a matchbook from here.
(dramatic music) There you go. - Take good care of it for you, sir. - Don't worry, it's not ours. (dramatic music) Is Clark Gable staying here? - Sir, Clark Gable has not checked into our establishment.
- How 'bout William Powell? Not the William Powell, but a William Powell. - We may have a celebrity or celebrities staying here. Alas, if only you knew their name, then I could find him for you. Shall I call security and show you the front door.
- Nah, we saw it on the way in. (dramatic music) - You know that five spot you gave me? Well someone just arrived in your car. - Three, two, one, the receptionist's finger hesitated on one name. Receptionist's fingers always hesitate on the one name they don't want to reveal. (dramatic music) - Two of them, they're on their way up.
No idea, but they thought they were very clever. - 320, 321, wow you were right. - This is not your room.
- Well that's a relief because you look like you hog the sheets. - We are here to see Mr. GG. - Mr. GG? - Yes.
- I'm sorry Mr. GG does not see anyone without an invitation. - I got an invitation right here. - Good luck. (dramatic music) - Hi. Whoa.
(speaking in a foreign language) - Jennifer. I must say I am very, very sorry of the events of the Montemar household have been so deeply distressing for you. And, the infamous Mr. Drake scourge of the police. (laughing) I am Gavron Grozney a friend of the family you could say.
- Let's talk about the Orlov diamond. So now you and Miss Montemar find yourselves in quite an uncomfortable position, no? - Really what would that be? - Everyone who comes in contact with the diamond dies. - You're in contact with it. - You are not a villain, Mr. Drake.
The whole city has tried to make you to be such a person, but try as you might, I know you are not. (dramatic music) The missing Russian girl, Nadia, she was my niece. - Wait, you're the GG that's all over her black book? Not in the customer section, but you're the busy man she admired so much? (speaking in a foreign language) - Information is the currency of our business, it's true.
You do not rise to become the head of the Russian black market without knowing the value of having crippling information about the corrupt and inelegant police force. The pitifulness of their own corruption makes them vulnerable to my temptations. - Was my father's diamond one of your temptations? - Perhaps. But, if you have come for your father's diamond, you have come woefully unprepared. In fact, I am insulted that you have come to me bringing nothing but this girl.
(laughing) (dramatic music) (laughing) (metal clanging) - Ow, you stop! You stop that. You are woman. And, you stop hitting me. (clanging) (yelling) (clanging) - [Roland] Yeah, but that's my girl. - [Jennifer] And now you seem to find yourself in a most uncomfortable position.
(laughing) (clapping) - Miss Montemar, I am very impressed. I'm very impressed. I can see why Mr. Drake is so anxious to claim you
for his very own. - Do you have it? - Indeed comrade, it is close by. - Then give it to me. - No. Be careful, they might shoot. This is very frightening.
It is close by, but not within reach. - Then reach further. - It is where every item of great value in antiquity should be, but it is however not on display. I'm not prepared to say more. - You don't need to.
A place with antiquities, a museum. Not on display, it's just waiting to be sold on the black market. - You are on a fool's errand. - My temptations reach far and wide. You are an honorable man, Mr. Drake.
And, I meet so few of them in this business, but with her, I suspect it will always be unfinished business. - Yeah, that's our problem. - Sadly, one of many I'm afraid.
Listen to me. Leave this place. Leave this place, leave the diamond, leave the underbelly of your pasts behind and start again together while you still can. You two are very good together.
- I came here for the diamond. I want what's mine. - No matter who it destroys? (dramatic music) - [Shadowed Man] Our papers are being forced to publish pictures of you as you've seen fit to draw us into the light and have jeopardized our largest transaction to date, we have decided you are permanently out any further business arrangements. To use the parlance of chess, you are a pawn Tate. You were always a pawn.
And, you're being removed from the board. - A pawn? Me? I knew all the pieces would be here half an hour ago. Uniformed officers went to each and everyone of your oh so carefully hidden homes. Hat in hand, they knocked on your doors and then asked your wives with your children woken from their beds could they come inside? Oh they had bad news.
Now if any one of you wish to see any of your family again, you will tell me where the Orlov diamond is being taken tonight. Oh and as they say in chess gentlemen, checkmate. - Let's just find the diamond and leave the country together. Listen if we return it to India to the eye of Vishnu, we will want for nothing. - Wait, we need to get somethings clear here, sister. I haven't solved one thing you came to me to investigate.
What about your father? What about the man dead in my office? And Katherine, I am not stopping until I find out how she's tied into all this. Isn't that what you were all fired up about? - So? - So? After hearing Gavron, a lot of things are starting to make sense, little things. I came into possession of a book awhile ago. For months, it didn't make sense, and then I met you. All of a sudden, random names, numbers, information start popping up.
I think between that and you, I could find this diamond. I could bring down Tate's operation. And, I could finally clean up this city that you're suddenly in such a hurray to leave.
- And, get us both killed in the process. - Gavron thought he was being cryptic, all right. But, that book is the last missing puzzle piece that makes all this make sense.
I could find your diamond. Trust me? (giggling) - I trust you. (dramatic music) - Where to, mac? - 1130 Linden Avenue, Warehouse District. (horn honking) (dramatic music) - We're almost there.
How's the black book fit in? - So I broke into your house. - Broke into my house? - Best place to hide it. - Was at my house? - Yeah don't worry, I didn't touch your crappy brandy.
- What about the Cognac? - It was good. That's when I found out what was so ingenious about Nadia. All those random Russian names all corresponded to numbers. Those numbers fit a grid that matched the museum annex. Gavron filled in the rest. Jennifer and I didn't know what we'd find at the secret museum annex, Katherine, Tate, or hopefully just the diamond.
We only knew that we had to get it tonight. Or, the promise of the jewel and a new life would fade into the darkness of the black market and be lost forever. (ominous music) - I want these wires cut, the alarms off, this building shutdown now. Am I understood? - Yes, sir.
(ominous music) - Excuse me sir, what are you doing? No alarm has been set off. (gun firing) - Alarmed yet. (guns firing) (dramatic music) (guns firing) (dramatic music) (guns firing) (dramatic music) (guns firing) (dramatic music) (guns firing) (dramatic music) (guns firing) (vase shattering) (guns firing) - Drake! (gun firing) - If only we had guns. (dramatic music) - I love you.
- Ditto. (guns firing) - Go, go, go, go, go, go. (dramatic music) (guns firing) (dramatic music) (guns firing) (laughing) (guns firing) (dramatic music) (guns firing) (dramatic music) (gun firing) Tate, you can't get away with this! - Once again, your persistence will be your undoing. It's over Drake! You're late again. (gun firing) (dramatic music) How does if feel to be just like a frightened little Russian girl pleading for your worthless life and no one's here to save you? - I'm not pleading. (smacking) (grunting) (coughing) Speaking of little girls, you hit like one.
(laughing) - You know if you were as half as smart as your mouth, you would have played ball with us like your partner did. (smacking) (grunting) - You never did get anything right, did you? Well now this is the end. (dramatic music) (gun firing) (groaning) (gun firing) (dramatic music) (smacking) (dramatic music) - Good luck with that.
Come on. - Okay. (tense music) (gasping) - Looks like you're at a dead end.
- Wow, eye for detail, Lew. - Miss Montemar, I've been admiring you from afar. Of course, that's how I get to know people. But, most of all I've been admiring that diamond. I understand it's priceless.
So what's half of priceless? - Even you wouldn't. - Don't underestimate me, buddy. I've always been willing to do what you couldn't.
That's why I'm the one with the nice suit, the car, the office, and the gun. - We were friends. You can't ask me to choose.
- Well profiting from an unfortunate situation's the only way to stay sane in a city like this. It doesn't take a lot of detective work to know you're sweet on her, but I'm warning you. You can't trust her. You'll thank me for shooting her, Roland. As I say, we'll each have half of priceless. (hammer cocking) (dramatic music) - Give it to me.
(guns firing) (dramatic music) - Hey buddy. Sorry Lew. (gun firing) She's priceless. (dramatic music) - Tate is dead.
- I know I must've been a thorn in your side as a partner. - You made me too good a detective to believe that. (laughing) A bull in a china shop can be useful if not aggravating. - We have the diamond. This is our chance.
Let's go. - Wait, there's a trail of bodies leading to you. I've seen Katherine Montemar alive. Come on, who sent you the photos? Who murdered your mother, your father? - It doesn't matter.
We have the diamond, and I love you. So let's go. - No.
I can meet you. Remember the time I told you to trust me? And bring the world map too. (dramatic music) And you, I know what you want. Pull yourself together and meet me at my office. (dramatic music) (tense music) Okay, so here's the plan. I got a numbered key, number 77.
I got two boxes here. One of them's the black book. The other one is a letter. I want both of these to get to Lew. If anything happens to me, he'll know what to do.
(dramatic music) Take me to the cemetery. She's still alive. - This better be good. - I wish I could say it was. (dramatic music) - Lots of bad news. It should be a good morning.
The DA guy who was after you got his, huh? I guess there is justice. - [Roland Voiceover] Katherine. That was the beauty of Katherine's plan.
She was using the open graves to bury bodies so no one would look there. The plan was perfect. How much do I believe Jennifer anymore? She told me she didn't know him, then she shot him.
- This is Evergreen Cemetery. If Katherine is the key, and trust me, I've learned enough about this family to know that someone's gonna be at the DA's grave tonight. - I have more than one gun, you know. - I was counting on it Lew.
- I'll take priceless over half of priceless any day. Give me the black book Roland. - You don't want the diamond? - No. What would I do with it? I couldn't even buy a sandwich with that diamond.
But, the black book, now that's everything in this city. - I guess you can trade in ruining lives for cash forever, huh? Where I'm going I don't need it. I'm not coming back. - Where is it? Don't think I won't use this. - And, here I thought we made up.
Go to the drop box, the one we used when we were in business together. - I'm not fond of you Roland. I think you should go away. But, with her, someplace bright where you can see things coming. You always were a little too shiny for the city. - In this world, the one that cares more always loses.
- The one with the gun always wins. Get out. - Katherine, you're going away for good. - Roland, do you love me? Nobody needs to know. My family never told anybody that Katherine committed suicide. I can be Katherine.
I can go into the attorney's office. I can get the house. I can get everything, and we can just go away. We can leave here together. - I loved you.
Not now. They need to know, and you need to go away. (fleshy sucking) - I can be Katherine for you. You can have both of us. (dramatic music) - No. - I'm sorry, Drake.
You made me do this. (crying) You made me. (crying) I'm so sorry. (crying) I loved you. (crying) (dramatic music) - Lew, wait at your house. It will arrive at dawn, Drake.
Son of a... (dramatic music) - [Roland] I hope with all that's left of my heart that we're on our way to India, and that you never see this. If you are reading this, I didn't