- Did you see his eyes? - Ohh !
Look at him. Ohh!
Fuck ott!
I appreciate you guys coming down.
The only thing I'm gonna miss in this dump is--
Settle down.
Well, we've come to the halfway point of our senior seminar.
Settle down.
- Beats study hall, doesn't it? - No!
That you, Jimmy?
At least in study hall I can meditate.
He means masturbate.
Something with which I'm sure you've had hands-on experience, Kirk.
It wasn't me, man !
I'm innocent!
We've all heard the terms "date rape," "sexual harassment."
We've discussed some of these issues right here in this very room.
Our guests today come from the Blue Bay Police Department.
Detectives Duquette and Perez...
are here to give us what we hope will be a tresh perspective on the subject...
and to address any questions that any ot you might have.
Let's give them a warm welcome.
- Thank you, Mr. Lombardo. - I'm outta here.
- Let's begin with a question-- - This prick can kiss my ass.
As I was saying...
why don't we begin with a question.
What is a sex crime?
Not gettin' any.
Blue Bay, fight, tight!
Buccaneers, win tonight!
Steady.
Steady the bow, Jimmy.
That's good.
Drop the main.
All right, guys, let's de-rig. I'll see you all Monday.
Buccaneers are number one, and don't you forget it!
Good work, guys. See you Monday.
- See you, Mr. Lombardo. - All right, buddy.
The Buccaneers are number one...
and don't you forget it!
All right! I could detinitely party on one ot those.
It's a stinkpot, Jimmy.
You wanna be a real boatman, you wanna get yourself one ot those.
That's a real boat.
Thank you for getting me into this class.
No way my old man was gonna spring tor the fees.
Hey, you're working for it, and you're learning your way around a boat.
I put myselt through college working on boats.
- Beats flippin' burgers. - Yeah.
Can I play too, or is it just tor boys?
So, who's washing your Jeep this weekend, Mr. Lombardo?
The senior car wash, remember?
Washing that old Jeep ot mine is a waste of time.
Not at all. Nicole and I will do it as a team.
I tell you what. I'm going out to the Glades Saturday.
Come over Sunday and you can wash all the mud oft.
Deal.
I was counting on my mom tor a ride, but she's not here.
Surprise, surprise.
I was wondering if you could give me one.
Mr. Lombardo, you really wouldn't want me to walk, would you?
I mean, something bad might happen.
Jimbo, you need a litt?
Yeah, but I got my bike.
Hey, no problem.
Okay, try it.
Suzie, you need a litt?
- We got room tor one more. - Jesus.
Where'd she get those shoes, Whores For Less?
Try it again.
Nice to see you kids gettin' along.
Whoa.
- Don't torget Sunday. - I won't.
Is that Sam Lombardo?
Hi, Mom.
Sam. Hi.
Hi, Sandra.
Why don't you come on in and have a drink.
Sorry. I gotta run.
Hi, Mr. Lombardo.
Hi, girls.
Look. He forgot. I knew it.
No, I didn't. Check out my Jeep.
Nice and dirty tor you.
But you might wanna wait till the other car leaves.
You mean the Mercedes isn't yours too?
My Benz is blue. You know that, Nicole.
Sam, I'm leaving.
Where's your hose, Mr. Lombardo?
The hose, Kelly, is right in tront ot the Jeep.
Kelly Van Ryan's gonna wash your Jeep?
It's tor a good cause, Barbara.
Sam the philanthropist.
You know what they say: A little hard work never hurt anyone.
Okay.
Have tun at the club.
Wow.
Looks brand-new.
Aren't you torgetting something?
Your coupon. We gotta have it.
Oh, yeah, that thing. Can't we just--
Rules are rules, Mr. Lombardo.
Okay, let me look for it.
Mr. Lombardo? We're running kind ot late.
Nicole could go on to the Mansons. I'll wait till you've tound the ticket.
Just give me a minute. Okay?
- Go. - Are you sure?
Mm-hmm.
Oh, Frankie! Oh, God!
Oh, God!
Goddamn it!
This is Blue Bay High School.
Your son or daughter was absent today, Monday--
Jesus H. Christ!
- What? Huh? - Oh, nothing.
Come on.
- Art, this is a hell ot a tish. - It's a barracuda.
It you weren't so busy chasing booty at the yacht club...
you'd have caught one tor yourselt.
You're not gonna eat this thing.
Why not?
It's poisonous. It'll kill you.
Shit, man, I could say that about most ot the girls you date.
Sandra Van Ryan tor Sam.
- Sandra, what's up? - Kelly skipped school today, Sam.
Have you heard anything?
Not a word.
Never mind.
I tound her.
Pull !
Listen, Sam...
it was really good seeing you the other day.
Sandra, I'm real busy right now, so--
I haven't tound anyone who can handle my boat the way you can.
- Yeah, well-- - I know you're fucking Barbara Baxter.
So what?
So, maybe I'm a one-woman man now.
Oh, poor Sam.
You really think you're gonna get one of these Blue Bay women to marry you?
- Are you tinished, Sandra? - Grab a clue, honey.
You're a hired hand, a good lay. That's as tar as it goes.
Enjoy it, while it lasts.
Good-bye, Sandra.
Pull !
You seem to tind guns therapeutic.
Maybe I oughta try it.
So, let me guess.
Some boy didn't call and screwed up your whole weekend.
So you're taking the day otf. Right?
Which one of your deck hands is that?
Whichever one I want.
Okay, Kelly, what's the matter?
What is it?
I miss Dad.
Jesus.
I miss him too, sometimes.
No, you don't.
He didn't have to kill himselt, Kelly.
I don't know why he did it.
I really don't.
Can I get you anything? Do you want a Valium?
I was raped.
What, honey? I couldn't hear you.
I said, I was raped.
What?
I was raped...
by Sam Lombardo.
Sam Lombardo?
My daughter...
does not get raped in Blue Bay!
You're saying that Sam Lombardo raped her?
That son ot a bitch must be insane to think he can do this to me.
We understand your feelings, Mrs. Van Ryan...
but please, we need some time with Kelly.
We'd like to take her statement alone.
- Are you all right with this, baby? - Yeah.
Okay.
Would you like to take a break tor a minute?
I just wanna get it over with.
We'd like to videotape this statement.
I know this isn't pleasant, Kelly, but these are serious charges...
and we need to know everything that happened between you and Mr. Lombardo.
Are you ready?
He started rubbing my shoulders.
I let him.
I mean, he's a nice guy.
The next thing...
his hand was in my shorts.
You know, from behind.
His fingers...
Take your time.
They were in me.
Both places, you know?
Did he put himself inside you?
Yes.
I said, "Stop. ' I screamed.
I mean, that's how it sounded in my head.
He hurt me.
Did you fight him?
He had my wrists pinned behind me.
Then what?
He kept saying, "Let it happen.
Let it happen. "
And then he just stopped.
You mean, he withdrew?
I don't know. It's really hard to remember, exactly.
Try, Kelly.
I know one thing he said.
He said, "Don't worry. I didn't come. "
I can't forget that.
He said, "No little girl can ever make me come. "
"No little girl can ever make me come." Jesus.
Too bad. We might have had some physical evidence.
What?
Maybe there's no physical evidence because nothing happened.
You want my gut? I think she's acting.
I think she set it up to be alone with him so he could come on to her.
She's upset 'cause he didn't.
Maybe she set it up that way. Maybe not.
The guy should've never had her out there in the first place.
The line I have on this guy, he's done halt the women in Blue Bay.
That doesn't make him a rapist.
What about asking her to take a polygraph?
What about asking the pope to take a piss test?
This is Blue Bay.
Ask a Van Ryan to take a polygraph and Tom Baxter will cut you down.
You afraid ot Tom Baxter? You atraid ot Sandra Van Ryan?
End ot discussion. You both know what to do.
Start with his neighbors, coworkers. Talk to Kelly's triends.
- You know what that means tor Lombardo. - And you heard Kelly's statement.
The guy's dirty. Bring me a case.
All right. Good work, Jimbo.
- I'll see you Monday. - All right.
He's what's left of my sailing class.
Talk to me, Artie.
Kelly Van Ryan is accusing you ot rape.
Jimmy told me.
Apparently I'm the last one to know about it.
Sam, l--
Sandra Van Ryan has been on the horn all day...
with every member ot the school board.
She's pushing tor suspension.
And the board's just gonna roll over tor Sandra Van Ryan without hearing my side?
This is insane.
I'm innocent, goddamn it.
You gotta believe that.
All I can tell you is hang in there.
They clear you, you get reinstated--
You never get clear ot something like this.
It stays with you.
It tollows you around forever.
You're gonna need some help.
You're gonna need an attorney.
And maybe you can tell me which attorney in South Florida...
is gonna wanna go up against the Van Ryans in court.
I'm here to see Ken Bowden.
- Do you have an appointment? - Yeah.
Sam Lombardo.
Okay, then.
Mr. Bowden, your 10:30's here.
Will you show him in, please?
What brings you to this part ot town?
Well, I was, until yesterday...
a guidance counselor at Blue Bay High School.
A student there is accusing me of rape.
Male or temale?
The student is Kelly Van Ryan.
As in Sandra Van Ryan?
As in I'm tucked.
Tell me about it.
Where do I begin?
Start with...
your relationship with the girl, Kelly.
She's a student. I was her guidance counselor.
Beyond that, there was no relationship.
Then don't worry.
- What did you do to your neck? - This?
I don't have to wear it all the time.
There was an insurance guy around here earlier.
All right, let me tell you how I charge.
Georgie, hey. We gonna catch some wind?
I'm atraid I can't park your car today.
You can't park me? I'm meeting Barbara tor lunch.
Can you get this parked, Georgie? We're running late.
Right away, Mr. Baxter.
You're tinished here, Lombardo.
Take a hike.
Barbara, let's go.
Talk to me.
Maybe you didn't hear me, Lombardo.
You're tinished in Blue Bay.
I tind you around my daughter again, you'll be tinished, period.
Get the fuck outta here.
Mr. Lombardo, please.
That's all right, George.
Sam, honey. Haven't seen you in a while.
- Welcome back. - Rum and Coke.
Are you all right? Huh?
- I'm fine. - Cool?
That's too bad, mothertucker.
Sam?
Lombardo?
Whoa, man !
It's me.
Sorry, man. Things have been gettin' weird around here.
I can see that.
Come on in.
You're sure this Frankie Condo guy is the guy who did this to you?
It was him, all right.
He was driving Sandra's Range Rover.
You tell that to the cops, we can go atter Sandra Van Ryan right now.
Forget it.
The lady has deep pockets.
I know how deep her pockets are.
I thought I might be able to save my house. Some sort of equity loan.
Guess who's on the bank's board ot directors?
I don't need any more trouble from this woman.
You think making some sort ot statement is gonna stop her?
With the shit I got on Kelly? Yeah.
A year ago...
when her old man blew his brains out...
Kelly lost it, ran away.
They tound her in some tleabag motel coked out ot her gourd.
Meanwhile...
you, Sam, are voted Educator ot the Year...
or some crap.
They put the two ot you in tront ot a jury...
they're gonna look stupid.
They know it.
Why haven't they taken your statement yet?
'Cause they're busy looking tor dirt...
they're not gonna tind.
Right?
Ken, I don't tuck my students.
He's just showing ott for you now.
Hey there, Ruby.
I see you still got Walter.
I was hopin' something had eaten him by now.
Can I help you?
Suzie called us. Where would we find her?
You know the way.
You won't shoot her, will ya?
I don't believe she's armed.
Yeah?
It took you guys long enough.
What it someone was trying to strangle me...
or tuck me in the ass, even?
You guys do sex crimes, right?
My partner Detective Perez.
It's Celine. He's okay.
He had a pretty good line on what cheap tucks people are.
You called us. Remember?
Did they arrest Mr. Lombardo?
- Will they? - I don't know.
That bothers you?
I want to go outside.
When was this that Sam Lombardo gave you the ride?
About a year ago.
When you arrived at your trailer, was anyone there?
No.
- So you were alone. - Yeah.
Did he come in with you?
I guess.
You guess. Well, did he or didn't he?
Okay. Yeah, he did.
And then what? Did he touch you? Did you, maybe, tlirt with him?
Suzie, look, I know you teel bad. Just tell us the truth.
I didn't say a thing to him.
He put his arm around me and told me I was pretty.
I could be really pretty, he said.
Did you ask him to stop?
Shit.
What ditterence does it make? No one's gonna believe me anyway.
- Did Sam Lombardo rape you? - Yeah. Okay? He did.
He pushed me to the floor and did it.
- Now are we done? - Almost, Suzie.
Almost.
At some point, were you able to tight him oft?
No. He stopped by himselt.
Okay? ls that it? Leave me alone.
- Don't touch me! - Take it easy.
He stopped.
And that was it? He just lett?
Yeah.
He did say one thing first.
What was that?
He said, "No little bitch can ever make me come."
Open the gate.
- Hey, counselor, how about a smoke? - Hello, Jinxy.
It's really a bad news-good news situation.
You were denied bail, but you got a real attorney...
instead of a public detender.
I'm telling you, Ken, I'm innocent.
You are preachin' to the choir.
You're not alone.
So you're the new chicken licker.
Sandra, can we get your comment?
Can I just have your teelings at this time?
Mr. Lombardo will get what he deserves.
Will you tell us anything?
- Are you contident about the case? - Very.
The Lombardo rape case has galvanized the upscale town of Blue Bay...
with its tabloid appeal.
Just arriving, Sandra Van Ryan...
jet set real estate heiress and part of the powertul Blue Bay elite.
And the girl trom the wrong side ot the tracks.
In the end, the jury must choose between the words of these 18-year-old girls...
and that ot Sam Lombardo.
Reporting live from the courthouse steps...
I'm Nancy Duerr, Eyewitness News.
The State of Florida vs. Sam Lombardo.
The Honorable Sylvia B. Wexman presiding. All rise.
We gotta stand up.
Please be seated.
Now sit down.
Would you like more time, Kelly?
I know that this is hard, Kelly...
but I have one more question.
Even though it's something we've been over...
I want us all to be very clear about it.
When you saw...
that Mr. Lombardo...
intended to have sex with you...
what were your exact words?
What did you say?
I told him "No."
I said, "Stop, Mr. Lombardo. Please."
I screamed tor him to stop.
You screamed for him...
to stop.
And did he?
He raped me on the tloor of his shitty house.
Thank you.
It's day two of the Lombardo rape case...
and the second alleged young victim of the former guidance counselor...
has taken the stand.
Yesterday, Kelly Van Ryan delivered an emotional account of events...
and was not swayed by defense counsel's cross-examination.
We'll come back live later this morning with an update of these proceedings.
Reporting live from the courthouse steps...
I'm Nancy Duerr, Eyewitness News.
Good morning, everybody.
Miss Toller.
When you were...
picked up for shoplitting your treshman year at Blue Bay...
and you were allowed to make one call...
you called Mr. Lombardo.
Isn't that correct?
Miss Toller?
Yes.
When you were expelled trom Blue Bay tor destruction ot school property--
I broke a tucking window. It wasn't even my tault.
Miss Toller, you will wait until you are asked betore responding...
and you will retrain trom using profanity in this court.
Mr. Lombardo appeared with you in lieu ot a parent conference.
Is that right?
Yes.
It seems to me...
that Mr. Lombardo was your friend.
He was.
But all that changed when...
according to your testimony...
Mr. Lombardo...
raped you...
on April 23 ot last year, right?
- Yes. - But then in May...
when you were arrested tor possession ot narcotics...
and again allowed a phone call...
you called Mr. Lombardo.
So what?
"So what?"
Oops, Suzie.
So, one month atter you say this man raped you...
you go to him for help?
Sounds as it you still considered Mr. Lombardo a pretty good triend.
- I needed help. - I'm sure you did.
But Mr. Lombardo wasn't there this time.
It was summer, he was gone...
and you spent six months in a state correctional tacility.
Did that make you mad, Suzie...
that Sam was gone?
That he wasn't there? Hmm?
Is that the reason you're saying these things about Mr. Lombardo, your friend?
I said them because they happened.
Are you gonna sit there, under oath...
and swear that Samuel Lombardo raped you?
I said he did.
Let me ask you a question.
Did you enjoy being a guest ot the state?
'Cause I can promise you if you are lying about Sam Lombardo...
and I believe you are...
you'll be visiting that tacility again quite soon.
Which is why I'll ask again...
under oath...
Suzie...
did Samuel Lombardo rape you?
Miss Toller, you will have to answer the question.
- Miss Toller. - Goddamn it!
- This was not my idea. - Objection, Your Honor.
Miss Toller is clearly responding to defense counsel's badgering.
Court would like to hear what Miss Toller has to say.
Miss Toller?
Sam Lombardo didn't rape me.
He didn't rape Kelly either.
He didn't do anything.
This is ridiculous. The witness has been directly threatened by detense counsel!
I think I made it plain this court intends to hear Miss Toller's story.
Miss Toller.
I just wanted to hurt Mr. Lombardo.
He was my triend, at first.
Then I got busted, and he didn't stick up for me...
and I had to go away to that hell hole.
It's like you're his tavorite, then "Who cares?"
Make her stop.
When Kelly said we should do this, I thought, "Cool."
All these big shots screwing me over, like that cop Duquette.
Now they're screwed.
I'm sorry, Your Honor. I have to object.
Your Honor, please, may I be heard?
Mr. Baxter, you are not trying this case.
Sit down.
Kelly's pissed at Mr. Lombardo too.
She's in love with him.
He's been her fantasy since her old man died.
Then she tound out Mr. Lombardo was doing her mom, and that was it.
What? Kelly!
You skanky bitch!
Get your tucking hands oft of me! Don't you know who I am?
Just get the hell away trom me.
Jesus, man! Let loose!
I'm just thinking about where I'm gonna stay.
I lost my house.
Wakin' up trom a goddamn nightmare.
You'll get over it.
We have got a knock-down, airtight, mothertucker lawsuit...
against Sandra Van Ryan.
Just like that?
These people ruined your lite, bro.
I told you they'd go too tar.
They went overboard! They did!
They'll settle. Believe me.
They'll be begging to settle.
Oh, yeah! Here we go! Wait up! Come on, girl.
In a startling turn of events, Sam Lombardo has been dismissed...
following a reversal of testimony by one of his alleged victims.
Excuse me. Over here.
Excuse me. Can anybody read?
Hey! Sandra!
I want you to nail that shyster's balls to the nearest wall.
That might've been a possibility...
it Miss Not-So Bright hadn't started throwing things.
Fuck ott.
I cannot believe you're gonna let them get away with this shit...
all on the word ot one little white-trash bitch.
I don't think you get it, Sandy.
Your princess here committed perjury.
It'll be all I can do to keep her tuckin' little ass out ot jail.
What are we going to do?
- Here's your cotfee, Sam. - Thank you.
Ken.
Sorry I'm late.
Hold my calls, Lenore.
Okay, Mr. Bowden.
Thank you, Sandra.
I'll be seeing you.
- Okay? - Okay. Yeah.
Nice to see you, Tom.
Come by. We'll have lunch.
See you at the club.
See you at the club, Tommy!
Hey, Tom. What'd you shoot today, pal?
Hey, my man!
This is tor you.
- You did good, Ken. - Thanks.
I know there's a part ot you that wishes none ot this had happened...
but it did, so take the money and enjoy yourselt.
All right? Find a happy place.
Lenore, would you see Mr. Lombardo out, please?
- Good-bye, Sam. - Bye, Lenore.
Take care ot my lizards, huh?
Hello, Kelly.
Drop dead.
You know how my mom's paying you otf? She's breaking my trust.
I can't touch it until she's dead, and now she's breaking it to pay you.
I'm sorry, Kelly.
Why don't you start tucking her again ! You can spend it together!
I tucking hate you, you son ot a bitch!
I tucking hate you!
You see, Art? I couldn't come back even it I wanted to.
Goddamn maid.
So you got my mom's money.
How much?
You know how much.
Your turn to pay.
It worked!
We screwed the bitch!
It worked just like you said.
What's wrong?
You scared the shit out ot me.
Your coming here. That's what's wrong.
Are you tuckin' crazy?
Yeah, I'm crazy.
Ask my mom.
So, how much is eight-and-a-half million divided by three?
Oh, great.
Everyone thinks this is really tunny.
Do you think this is fuckin' over?
Let me tell you something. It's a long tuckin' way trom over.
I'm serious.
Atter tonight the three ot us are not to be seen together again.
Atter tonight?
Yeah, well, we're here, aren't we?
So maybe one celebration is okay...
it we're in agreement...
that trom here on out...
you do exactly as I say.
Guidance counselors get to tind out all sorts ot interesting things.
Now I want you two to kiss.
Come on now.
Never let the sun go down on an argument.
I told you they were gonna make us look stupid.
You're right.
They did make us look stupid.
What you're wrong about is why.
Hear me out.
Lombardo was havin' an aftair with Sandra Van Ryan.
Why not tell us about it?
That's a hell ot a motive tor Kelly to tabricate this story.
Maybe Lombardo's attorney was saving the atfair tor the trial.
I thought about that, then said: You're Lombardo. Your lite is trashed.
You don't wanna sit in jail for three months unless--
Unless what?
Unless you're setting Sandra Van Ryan up tor the big payday.
Lombardo was eyeball-deep in debt before this whole thing started...
tryin' to keep up with a pricey piece ot trim like Barbara Baxter.
Lombardo may be broke, but why would Kelly steal?
The kid's got money trom her grandfather she can't touch until her mother dies.
I'm tellin' you, this guy...
wanted to marry money.
When that didn't happen...
he went to work on these two girls, using them to set up Sandra Van Ryan.
I'm tellin' you, they chumped us, partner.
They chumped us right from the start.
I had my chance and I let it go
Well, if I ever have myself another chance like that
I'm gonna grab it and I won't look back
Nice stroke.
- Is there some reason why you're here? - Curiosity, I guess.
About what? How to improve your breast stroke?
I was curious about how you see things workin' out tor you and Sam and Suzie.
Excuse me?
You three are gonna go to the Caribbean together and live happily ever atter?
The thing about it is that threesomes rarely work out.
You're out ot your mind.
It's hard enough tor one person to keep a secret, let alone three.
Especially when two ot 'em are in love.
You and Sam don't want that pill-head around now that you have the money.
Am I right?
Sam sell you on the idea right up tront ot whackin' Suzie?
That's murder, kid.
Police. God, get a life.
You're good.
But you don't think that little treak Suzie's gonna hold up, do you?
Hello.
You better watch it with that shit.
You get busted again, you go back in a two-time loser.
Yeah, or wind up dead.
You know...
I don't think I ever told you how sorry I was about your friend.
What was his name?
Help me out here, Suzie. You know his name.
- Davy. - Yeah.
That's right. Davy.
I was really sorry about the way that worked out.
- That is cop bullshit. - What was that?
I don't have to listen to this, and you can't shove me around.
I have triends now.
This is Ray, Suzie. You don't have shit!
You never had shit and you never will have shit.
Take a look at this.
Go ahead. It's not gonna bite you.
Take it!
Your triend Sam deposited the check.
He transterred the tunds to an ottshore account. A numbered account.
Cops don't even know whose name's on it. Think one of them's yours?
He put a down payment on island property and a lease-to-buy on a sailboat.
You're into sailing, aren't you?
I don't know why you're telling me this. Why are you here?
I'm telling you this because I know exactly what's goin' on.
Two's company. Three's a crowd.
Come on, now.
You don't think Kelly and Sam are gonna share that money with you, do you?
Leave me alone.
You know, I'd want a clear head right now it I were you...
so I could keep a real close eye on my new triends.
I'd hate to see you come to a bad end...
Iike Davy.
Shit.
You've reached Sam Lombardo. Wait for the beep and leave a message.
I can't believe you called Sam. What's the matter with you?
I'm scared there's no one to trust.
You can trust me.
Hello?
Kelly, is Suzie there?
- Yeah. - I was afraid of that.
She left this insane message.
Between whatever she's been smoking out there...
and this tucking cop, Duquette, she's gonna blow it.
Calm the bitch down.
Why can't you come? Please?
Sam, I miss you so much.
I miss you too, Kelly, but I can't right now.
We gotta stick to the plan, okay?
If she can't get a fuckin' grip--
- Then what? - You know what.
I'll handle it.
But I need you, Kelly. I need you to be there tor me tonight.
- Okay. - Good.
That's my girl. You're the strong one, you know?
Now put Suzie on the line. I want you both to hear this.
Now, look.
We gotta stay calm, all of us.
Now, since the settlement, people think I'm rich...
so I'm out there spendin' money, doin' what rich guys do.
This cop, Duquette, he's gonna try and fuck with you. Don't let him.
- That's easy tor you to say. - Suzie, don't fall apart.
The only people who can tuck this up is us.
You-- You are gonna tuck me over, aren't you?
Oh, tor chrissake.
You are!
Are you retarded, or just brain-dead trom whiftin' tumes out in the swamp?
That's what I am to you-- swamp trash...
just like my mom.
Don't!
You stupid cunt!
You are scared, aren't you?
Jesus Christ!
- Are you crazy? - Hear her say "Sam"?
That was Lombardo on the phone. And you saw the two girls.
The conversation on that tape is unintelligible.
What we have here is you on the Van Ryan property...
- shooting a porn tlick! - I can't believe this.
A month ago these two were throwing things at each other in court.
They were acting! They were all acting!
We bought it, hook, line and sinker.
Now they're gettin' away with $8 million ot Sandra Van Ryan's money.
Which she might have saved it she hadn't set out to destroy the man's life.
You wouldn't go after a guy that you thought raped your daughter?
She bought the same goddamn story we did!
Both ot you, you're not on a case, because there is no tucking case!
I've had it with Sandra Van Ryan, and you keep muckin' around like this...
and she's gonna be suing us tor invasion ot privacy.
So get out ot these people's lives!
- Am I gettin' through? - You think this is just about money?
About us lookin' stupid? Question him.
You'll tind a manipulative psychopath, and those girls will wind up dead.
Give this idiot somethin' to do.
- Let him look into the Kennedy murder. - I understand.
Next time this tucking piece ot shit...
drags me down here, I'm gonna sue you.
You're goddamn lucky I didn't sue you last time.
- I agree. - Am I tree to go?
- Yes. - Thank you.
- Cocksucker. - What was that?
- You heard me, motherfucker. - You wanna say that to my tace?
What are you lookin' at?
- I guess I kind ot lost it out there. - You could say that.
Have you ever seen something coming, and didn't do what you could to stop it?
We all have.
I mean somethin' bad that you saw coming, and then it happened...
and you didn't do anything and--
I did that once.
I don't wanna do it again.
I thought we were goin' to a movie.
I think we just need to get wasted.
Come on.
I wanna live at the beach someday.
Oh, shit.
I left the keys.
I'll get them.
Kelly?
Suzie.
It's me.
I was worried about you, and I decided...
that the three ot us should get together one last time betore we split up.
Are you mad at me?
I probably should've told you a bit more about...
the part I intended to play.
But we'll go through it again tonight.
This is a celebration, not a suicide pact.
We're gonna chill out and just relax...
have a little champagne...
watch the stars.
Have you got a blanket in the back ot your mom's Rover?
Why don't you be an angel, and run over and get it for us?
Good girl.
Let me tell you about this boat I got picked out tor us.
You okay?
My mom would kill me it she knew I took the Rover.
You say she didn't come home last night.
She's been talkin' about goin' to L.A., but her clothes are all still here.
Walter! You get sick, it'll serve you right.
Found some teeth in an old trailer down the road.
He says they'll fit.
Suzie hasn't been back to school since the trial.
Oh, now they're sayin' that she can't graduate.
Kelly Van Ryan got her into this whole mess, and you know it.
We'll look into it for you, Ruby.
We tind somethin', you'll be the tirst to know.
Come on.
It's starting, Gloria. This is how it begins.
We don't know anything yet. She could be anywhere.
I'll drop you off at the oftice. Put a call out on Suzie's car.
You got someplace you wanna be? You got a date?
Just check the car out for me.
It's over here by that old boat.
So you and Suzie used to come out here together?
Yeah, sometimes.
A lot ot the kids hang out here.
You really think somethin' bad happened to Suzie?
Lombardo ever come out here?
I say somethin' tunny?
No, but I mean, just the idea that Mr. Lombardo would--
Well, the way I heard it, he was pretty tight with the kids.
You and him were pals, right?
Yeah, but he got me on the sailing team.
Told me I could work my way through college, like he did.
Lombardo went to the University ot Miami on an athletic scholarship.
Boats didn't have a damn thing to do with it.
I'm gonna be here a while, kid.
Why don't you go up to the highway and catch the bus?
Hey, Jimmy.
People aren't always what they appear to be. Don't torget that.
- This is where they did it. - Where's the body?
The swamp, most likely. The guy's a swamp rat.
He knows it'll never be tound, but he made one mistake.
The grandmother said she'd been threatening to run away...
and I found the car at the bus terminal.
- You don't think Sam put it there? - Hold on a second.
Gloria, then have the car dusted tor prints.
And it Suzie even was murdered, it was that damn Van Ryan kid.
Little sociopath's the one who started this in the first place.
- How long betore we get somethin'? - We can get blood type right away.
Dental records will take longer. DNA could take weeks.
Poor dumb Suzie. Never had a chance.
- We don't know that. - I'm tellin' you, Kelly's next.
I'm tellin' you, you get out ot this... right now.
Don't even tuckin' let me hear about you bothering Lombardo.
David, you get an l.D., you call me!
- Will you do me one tavor? - Ray, you heard him.
He told me to stay away trom Lombardo. He didn't say anything about you.
What if I'm right and Hunter's wrong?
Please, you gotta help me out.
And it the teeth aren't Suzie's, you'll give this up?
It I'm wrong about those teeth, you got my word.
- Hello? - I've been calling you.
- I wanna see you. - Where are you?
- Stupid guest house. - Good. Stay there.
I'm really nervous.
Kelly, relax.
Take one ot your mom's Valiums or something.
In a week, you get on the plane, this is over. We're rich.
But what it they find out?
My God, they'd put you in the electric chair.
Look, Kelly...
stay in the guest house tonight, skip the graduation parties.
I love you so much.
I love you too, Kelly. Be a good girl and stay where you are.
Peeping in people's windows. Isn't that against the law?
Suzie Toller's missing.
- Since when? - She didn't come home last night.
We tound her car at the bus terminal.
Ray thinks she was murdered.
I don't know what to tell you.
You could tell me where you were last night.
I suppose I could, but I don't really have to, now do l?
Come here.
I wanna show you something.
Looks like good-bye.
Kelly's tile. Read it.
You're gonna tind an angry, sexually confused girl...
who threatened the lives ot at least two people.
What two people?
One of them was her mother.
The other one was a...
a female classmate...
she may have been sexually involved with.
Suzie?
Now you got the tile.
Read it.
I think it'll give you a new perspective on things.
Why didn't you tell us about this betore the trial?
Because then I had principles...
that meant a lot to me.
Now...
I don't care.
I should probably go now.
Unless you're planning on holding me for something.
- Duquette. What's happening? - I'm tired. I'm goin' home.
- Where's Lombardo? - Gone.
Gloria, the blood type on the rocks matches Suzie's.
Let me tell you somethin', Ray.
There's more to this story than you know.
If Suzie is dead...
Hunter may be on the right track about Kelly.
Shit, Ray.
- Who is it? - It's Detective Duquette.
Open the gate now.
- Hello, Kelly. - What are you doin' here?
Where's-- Kelly!
I just looked away tor a second, just a split second.
And just like that-- bingo--
she put a knee in my groin.
I didn't go down, but it slowed me down...
just enough.
I couldn't get to her.
She turned on me with the gun.
Fired one shot.
I took the hit in the shoulder.
I had no choice.
I had to return tire.
Two rounds, I think, in the chest.
I went there to protect her.
Detective Duquette...
I spent some time in military intelligence, and we had a saying there:
Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence.
Three times is enemy action.
This is twice for you, Duquette...
and I intend to see to it that there is no third time.
Our investigation tinds that this was a good shooting, but that's irrelevant.
You ignored the advice ot your superiors.
Consequently, two young women are dead.
You are, as ot now, terminated, with torfeiture ot pension and benetits.
Chief Goodsall...
Detective Duquette tound Susan Marie Toller's teeth and blood...
near the area known as Stoner Beach.
Miss Toller's blood was also tound in the Van Ryan Range Rover.
This has led this ottice to conclude...
that Susan Marie Toller was murdered by Kelly Lanier Van Ryan.
Oh, she didn't. She didn't.
Mr. Duquette.
This investigation is concluded. You're dismissed.
Thank you.
Howdy, partner.
Jesus, man. I wasn't expecting you until tomorrow.
Hey, nice girlfriend you got there.
Kelly was only supposed to be tramed.
The bitch shot me.
Shit, you're a cop. Don't they teach you to disarm people?
You know, shoot them in the leg or somethin'?
Did you become squeamish about this stutt betore or atter...
you bludgeoned little Suzie to death with a wine bottle?
Kelly wasn't supposed to die, Ray. It wasn't part ot the plan.
Man, it couldn't have worked out better. They're convinced Kelly whacked Suzie.
I couldn't talk them out ot it.
What I'm telling you is, I don't like surprises.
Look at it this way: Every cloud has a silver lining.
Now there's no loose ends.
Come tomorrow, you'll never see me again.
Oh, listen, about tomorrow.
I spoke to the bank and they said it's gonna take two working days...
to make the-- make the transter, so--
Bullshit.
Call them yourselt.
Anyway, what's your hurry? Kick back tor a day or two.
We'll take out the boat. I just had it outfitted.
I could use a deck hand.
Here's to large bank accounts.
You gotta lighten up, partner. You're a rich man.
To large accounts and no loose ends.
And no loose ends.
Hey, Ray, see that winch?
Take a couple turns on it. She's lutting.
- You mean that thing? - Yeah.
We call it a winch. It's what we use to tighten the sails.
- So why don't you start cranking? - This is supposed to be a vacation.
Why don't you get a nice powerboat?
Come on, Ray. I'll make a sailor outta you yet.
Or get me drowned.
It's stuck.
What do you mean? Put a little elbow grease in it.
It's stuck, I'm tellin' you.
The jenny sheet must be caught on something.
Why don't you go starboard and see it you can unhook it?
- I don't understand a word you said. - Okay, Ray.
You see this line right here? Follow it down...
and see it you can see what it's snagged on.
You're killin' me.
This thing?
That's it. That one right there. You see anything?
Look a little lower. That's it.
Guess I torgot to tell you, Ray.
One hand tor the boat, the other one tor yourself.
First rule ot sailing.
- Ray, what happened? - Nice try, mothertucker!
You!
- You're dead! - No, I'm not.
For chrissake!
Sorry, partner. You really shouldn't have killed Kelly.
You shouldn't have killed that kid out in the Glades, either.
What was his name?
Davy.
That's my son Walter.
He's been doin' this a long time, so don't you be afraid.
Please, come on in.
Thank you so much tor comin' down to the Glades.
Did you come out here to watch Walter, or is this an otticial visit?
No. Actually, it's my day otf.
I thought you looked difterent.
I came over here because I was hoping you would talk to me.
About Suzie?
Actually, I was wondering it you would talk to me about Ray Duquette.
He used to come around here.
He had a thing goin' with one of the girls--
"girls"-- over at the Glades.
Got sort of hung up on her, from what I hear.
- She still work there? - Not atter that night.
All I know is, the next mornin'...
she was gone and a boy was dead.
Seminole kid named Davy.
He had a crush on Ray's whore.
Caught Ray slappin' her around, and he tried to stop it.
So Ray killed him.
Suzie saw it.
So he busted her and sent her up.
You know, just to prove that he could.
That's all there is to say about Ray Duquette.
To Ray.
We won. Sam, it's over.
Talk about paranoid. Take a look around us, Sam.
You're gonna have to teach me how to drive this betore I can get rid ot you.
Okay, Toller.
I wanna trim the sail. Grab a hold of that winch.
Fuck the winch. I wanna drive.
It doesn't work that way. You don't drive it, you sail it.
Now get on that winch.
I just wanna cruise tor a while.
That's funny.
That's one ot the tirst things I noticed about you, Sam.
You like to cruise.
Suzie--
Take college, for instance.
I bet the classes you took were the ones where the finals were multiple choice.
And you never bought the book. You'd always tind some girl...
to loan you hers, and then you'd have to fuck her after that, right?
Is that how it went?
Yeah.
Well, I've got a good pop quiz tor you.
Multiple choice, ot course.
Betore sailing away on the Helios, Medea killed King Creon and the princess...
with what?
A rock...
a spear gun, or...
a little poison?
Poison !
Good guess.
Nice truck.
Sellin' your boat?
This was Suzie's boat.
Guess she won't be needin' it now.
Funny.
I wouldn't have guessed Suzie was a sailor.
Old lady had her tested once.
They said her l.Q. was way up there...
around 200 or some such shit.
That girl could do just about anything she put her mind to.
You know...
that weekend I got busted, I called you about a hundred times.
I really believed that stutt about you being my triend.
Was I naive.
I can't decide what came out better:
that little straw up Kelly's nose or that dog collar around your neck.
What do you think, Mr. Lombardo?
Seems to like the same places you do.
Funny you never met.
Yeah, real tunny.
You know, you're wrong about this. And I could get busted on the spot.
The guy's dirty. He'll love it.
Especially the part about killing me.
Now get outta here. Go make yourselt a new triend.
What are you drinkin'?
You've got the pressure too tight. You're gonna crush the tucking evidence.
Oh, tor chrissake.
- Hello, Kelly. - What are you doin' here?
May I ask you a question, Miss Toller?
Did you enjoy being a guest ot the state?
I hope I never make you mad.
Cash is just walkin'-around money.
The check is the balance ot the numbered account...
minus the million we set aside tor Ruby and Walter, less my usual fee.
Case closed.
Suzie...
be good.