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i didn't think you'd come.
i, uh... had to.
push the button.
allow me.
this is the general manager
of the hotel.
michael henson.
i'm deputy chief
brenda leigh johnson.
this is chief pope.
hello, mr. pope.
nice to see you
again, sir.
thank you, michael.
you, too.
given our clientele
and the late hour,
i was hoping that
your people could be
as discreet as possible.
our job is to be
as thorough as possible
to determine if this
is a homicide.
i understood...
i understood that
this was a suicide.
we don't know
what happened yet.
but right now, i need you
to step out of this room,
please, sir.
this is a crime scene.
thank you, michael.
of course.
so, sergeant gabriel,
did our victim leave a note?
no. no note, but
no sign of a struggle
or anyone else
in the room.
this guy's got no luggage, nothing in the closet,
or the bathroom.
not even a toothbrush.
all we found
was this wallet,
and this leather
cigar case.
did he have a name?
anthony larsen.
age 39.
and what do we know
about mr. larsen?
well, the address on the i. d. is a real one.
i ran a rap sheet
search on him,
he's been arrested
a few times.
trespassing.
occupation,
photographer.
trespassing photographer.
an esteemed member
of the paparazzi.
so where is his camera?
maybe he realized what
a pathetic existence he lead
trying to take
pictures of celebrities
without their make-up on
and jumped.
you don't need
a camera for that.
could just be an accident.
got drunk and fell.
wouldn't be the first time.
well,
one thing's for sure.
he looks a lot better
from up here.
shame to ruin
such a nice shirt.
this guy's lucky.
i had a jumper
a couple years ago.
dived right off a freeway overpass onto the 101.
he was... everywhere.
brenda: lieutenant tao,
do not move that body!
tell lieutenant flynn we are looking for a camera.
ok, chief.
thank you.
please, does she
have to yell?
i'm sorry, michael.
she sometimes forgets
there are other people
in the world.
so, mr. larsen.
were you celebrating something or drowning your sorrows?
i'll need a list of
all your hotel staff
and all security video.
that's not possible.
we have lots of security,
but no security cameras.
our guests choose us
because we value
their privacy
as much as they do.
well, i'll need to speak
with all your
security personnel then.
and what time did
mr. larsen check in?
oh, i'd have to
check the computer.
right now?
that would be
very helpful, mr. henson.
thank you so much.
all right. will: thank you, michael.
nick.
this is nicholas costa
our night manager.
he can help you.
thank you.
can i speak with you for a moment?
mm-hmm.
would it be possible to get a list of all the guests?
oh, i'm sorry.
we don't give our guest's
personal information out.
may compromise
the integrity of the hotel.
how do you think
my decorating this lobby
with yellow police tape
and frisking all the guests
would affect the integrity
of this hotel?
this may take a moment.
thank you so much.
oh, uh, why don't you
put that over here.
you sure?
oh, trust me.
so, no suicide note
at the house either.
but we did find
some cameras.
there's no film
in any of them,
but we found a bunch of roles of 35mm in his fridge.
along with a jar of capers,
and a 5-pack of heineken.
sounds like
the fridge of a man
who's either single
or divorced.
divorced. 6 months ago.
the ex-wife
is on her way in.
apparently our paparazzi--
paparazzo.
what?
the singular form
of paparazzi
is paparazzo.
ok. well, uh...
our guy was pretty good
at his job.
just take a look at
some of the photos he's got.
yeah. check this out.
she should not wear
that bathing suit.
mm-hmm.
i remember that one.
i knew this guy
had hair plugs.
also found
a threatening letter
from a lawyer,
a court summons,
and restraining order.
this is trash.
uh, this trash
is probably worth
hundreds of thousands
of dollars.
tabloids pay good money, but i looked into anthony's finances.
closet full of prada,
lots of credit card debt,
no savings.
the american dream.
so we know that
anthony larsen
invades people's privacy,
what about the hotel's
guest list?
anybody who's privacy
was worth invading?
a lot of guests are registered under assumed names.
probably celebs.
they got norman bates, archie leach,
lorraine mcfly.
what about the hotel staff?
well, it looks like
the front desk
only issued one key card
to humpty dumpty.
a guy named manuel
took up the champagne,
said larsen seemed
muy bien.
even tipped him on top
of the 17 percent gratuity
they add to
every charge--
what is it with you?
so, flynn, anything useful
from the neighborhood canvass?
no. but i checked
with dispatch.
there was a 415
man call last night.
a guy loitering across the street from the hotel.
i'm still waiting to talk to the patrolman
who answered
the call.
ok, so, basically,
we know...
diddly.
do you think
this was suicide?
we have to look
at everything.
we can do this later
if you'd like.
no.
no. now is fine.
do you know if anthony
had any run-ins
with any celebrities
recently?
he kept all that
to himself.
this actor broke his nose
outside a restaurant once.
i got so upset he stopped talking about work.
i mean, these stars.
they're such hypocrites.
they hate when he takes
their pictures,
but they can't exist without getting in magazines.
anthony was just trying
to make a living.
and when was the last time
you spoke to him?
about 4 months ago.
we argued.
he was behind
making child support.
this divorce, it's been
*** everyone.
i'm sorry. you don't want to hear about all this stuff.
it's ok.
i know how painful
divorce can be.
anything that helps us
understand anthony
might help us figure out what happened to him.
he always talked about
a million dollar shot.
how that
million dollar picture
would solve
all of our problems.
it's ok. we don't have
to talk about this anymore.
i just need you
to help me identify
what we found in his room.
that's his wallet.
mm-hmm.
and i remember
that cigar case.
we had a fight over it.
it cost $300.
ok.
thank you.
that's all he had?
that can't be.
where's his girlfriend?
oh, i'm sorry.
his camera.
i...
i called it his girlfriend.
he would've had that
with him.
no. it was a nikon.
he carried it
in an old leather bag
with his best lenses.
he took it everywhere.
uh, i'm sorry.
we haven't found it.
does it hold some
sentimental value for you?
uh, no. but it's worth,
like, $10,000.
my kids could use
that money.
i'm sure they could.
detective daniels
will put you in touch
with someone who understands these estate issues
better than we do.
i'll be happy to.
thank you.
mm-hmm.
thank you, anna,
for your time.
these fractures, contusions and abrasions
are consistent
with a big fall.
any chance he was killed first and dumped over the side?
maybe drugged?
no. no, the fall
killed him.
oh, and i did find
something unusual.
broken bones
on his right hand.
from the fall?
no. if these bones
were broken on impact,
then we'd expect to find some scrapes on the hand,
but nothing.
could you flip him?
uh, yeah.
touch him?
there we go.
thank you.
could that be
from a broken rib?
no.
that's a bruise.
that had to happen
before he fell.
some kind of
external trauma.
like smacking into
a railing?
no. dogleg to the right,
and you're in the rough.
too long.
the x is where
anthony larsen landed.
we tried
the drunken fall,
and leaned over too far with the camera.
neither of which
came close.
who's heather? provenza's third wife.
fourth.
fourth?
i can't keep count.
here comes
jumped from the chair.
you know,
i'll never understand
why people commit suicide.
it's just selfish.
this is hollywood.
ah, liz.
liz used to always
correct my grammar.
oh, that's gonna
leave a mark.
ouch, babe.
hello?
lieutenant.
push the dummy's rib
up against the railing.
flip him over, and then hang him over the side
like he's holding on--
push the dummy's rib...
the right hand?
and then you want me
to step on it?
ok. got it.
flip. hold it,
hold it, hold it.
right here.
here we go.
you got it?
sorry, sharon.
see?
nice shot.
gravity's a ***.
just a hunch.
good hunch.
sharon always
had to be right.
please leave a message.
woman: fritzy.
hey, you didn't tell me
you had a new number.
anyway, if this is you,
call me.
703-555-0198.
0198.
703-555...
703...
oh, man.
oh... what a night.
10 hours.
sitting on a wire.
just to hear a guy
order thai food.
who orders thai food
at 2:00
in the morning?
how long do i have to stand here half naked before you notice?
hello.
hello.
hmm.
hey.
hey.
mmm.
i can go in a little late if you want.
oh...
just...
you mind if i
take a nap first?
no.
so, there's this paparazzi
staying at a snooty hotel
he can't afford.
the secretive hotel
hates the paparazzi
as do the celebrity guests
who stay there
under assumed names.
the paparazzi gets drunk
and plummets
11 stories after
someone smashes his hand.
now no one can find
the $10,000 camera
that he always
has with him.
seems like larsen
got a photo
somebody didn't
want him to get.
he was chasing a million dollar picture.
who's worth
that much money?
did we i. d. any
of those aliases yet?
oh, yeah.
i've got a couple.
norman bates is actually krusha,
a rap star in from new york.
lorraine mcfly
is some supermodel
i've never heard of,
velena.
still working
on the others.
did larsen have
a clear line of sight
into any of those rooms?
velena...
was in room 1132.
on the other side
of the hotel.
but he might have
had a good view
into krusha's crib.
1012.
rappers travel with some
pretty serious security.
if they knew
larsen got a photo--
also, larsen had
a pretty good view
on the room above,
1112.
i took these from
anthony's balcony.
oh, ok.
any luck with
larsen's nikon?
anna larsen had the original receipt in her files,
and it had
the serial number on it.
we forwarded that info to the pawn detail.
they're canvassing all the shops in l. a. county.
that particular nikon camera's pretty popular
among nature--
thank you, thank you.
thank you,
lieutenant tao.
ok. i think i might know
who another one of our
mystery celebs is.
that was the officer
who issued
the loitering ticket.
the guy he cited...
his name was elvis presley.
i swear to god,
that's his real name.
when the officer asked him
what he was doing there,
he said he was waiting
for whit coleman.
whit coleman,
whit coleman?
the movie star?
a photo of him
would be worth
a lot more
than krusha.
what time did the officer
speak with elvis?
between 9:00 and 10:00,
he wrote him a ticket
then sent him
on his way,
and chief, get this,
elvis has racked up
72 parking tickets
in front of
whit coleman's house.
ok. i need
the exact time
that the officer
told elvis to leave.
lieutenant tao, please keep
looking for that camera.
and lieutenant provenza,
if we could put
whit coleman at the cielo,
it would be wonderful.
thank you.
sergeant gabriel,
lieutenant flynn,
detective daniels,
would y'all
come with me please?
where are we going?
graceland.
hey, chief.
come here.
he's there
every day.
i call it in,
cops show up,
he moves.
10 minutes later,
he's back.
but as long as he stays
250 feet away,
he's not violating
his restraining order.
are those all
pictures in there?
whoa, whoa, whoa!
whoa! whoa!
i got it.
mr. presley, step out...
did you see him the other night at the cielo hotel?
he was cited near there.
any chance he was
following your boss?
whit coleman?
ok. thanks for
stopping by.
if you could get
that freak to leave,
we would
appreciate that.
close that gate.
oh, jeez, you scared
the daylights out of us.
look, i'm outside
the 250 foot zone.
ok.
i'm ok.
ok, ok.
we just want to ask you
about whit coleman.
whit's a great guy
not just a great actor.
i've known him a long time.
he's my friend.
oh. friends don't usually
take out restraining orders
on each other.
that's not whit.
his people just don't
like me.
that's what happens when lawyers get involved.
are those pictures
of whit coleman?
yeah.
i'm doing a coffee table
book on whit.
the other side.
the side you don't see.
the human side.
really.
i'm looking after whit.
that's what friends do
for each other.
he needs real people
around him.
not all these phonies.
like the other night?
you were cited for loitering near the cielo hotel.
were you looking out
for whit then?
i was trying.
but you people
sent me away.
so whit was staying
at the cielo last night?
yeah. he stays there a lot.
under assumed names,
of course.
do you know any
of whit's aliases?
yeah. i know all of them.
archie leach
is his favorite.
that's, uh,
cary grant's real name.
were any of the rooms
that tao took a picture of
registered
to archie leach?
uh...
yeah.
1121.
before you were forced
to leave the cielo,
did you see this man?
no. but i know him.
he's a parasite.
they're all parasites.
sticking their camera
into whit's face.
trying to provoke
a reaction.
these are sad,
desperate people.
and that's why i need
to look out for whit.
they killed
princess diana.
and they
got away with it, too.
well, this guy didn't
get away with anything.
he's dead.
good.
he was probably
sticking his lens
where it doesn't
belong.
the story just came out
on the a. p.
saying that
the death at the cielo
has been officially
ruled a homicide.
we haven't officially
ruled it anything.
have you narrowed down
the cause of death?
falling.
anything more specific?
our dummies
suggest homicide.
your dummies?
what i really need
is to talk to whit coleman.
the whit coleman?
what does he have
to do with this?
i have a witness
who saw him
last night at the hotel.
our dead...
paparazzo may have taken
some compromising photos.
why do we think this?
because there was
no camera.
who's your witness?
elvis presley.
he's also a suspect.
let's just tell the press
no comment.
right.
the room across
from larsen's balcony
was registered
to archie leach.
that's one of whit's
common aliases.
i need to talk
to him, will.
if the good lord himself
descended to earth
and demanded that whit coleman speak to you,
you'd still get
tom blanchard.
who's tom blanchard?
his lawyer.
this is brenda.
hi, this is brenda.
i'm, um, just calling.
uh, yeah.
hi, this is...
yeah, hi. it's brenda.
i got--we got
your call today.
woman: hey, it's me.
leave a message.
9:45.
what?
9:45 is when
the officer's log
says elvis
left the building.
so he couldn't have tossed the paparazzo.
but whit coleman's
bodyguard says
that elvis always comes back after he's sent away.
and anthony didn't fall
until 10:05.
chief, we got a hit
on that camera.
what? you're kidding.
that pawn detail
actually came through?
the camera's at santa monica jewelry and loan
at 5th and wilshire.
get over there quick. i want that camera in my hands
before i talk
to whit coleman's lawyer.
i don't think
that's going to happen.
get me a camera
and bring it to my office
in 10 minutes.
i don't think i can get the camera that fast.
it doesn't have to be
the camera.
just a camera.
thank you so much,
lieutenant tao.
whit's a big fan
of the l. a. p. d.
he played a detective
a couple of years ago.
we worked really closely
with the department--
to get the character right.
i'm so glad we could
be of service.
so i know he'd be
really bummed
if we were forced to bring
a harassment suit
against you.
asking someone for help
in an investigation
hardly rises to the level of harassment, mr. blanchard.
miss johnson,
whit's a public figure.
bad p. r. has financial
and emotional implications
that people like you
can't even fathom.
could you please tell me about your client's whereabouts
and actions last night?
you know, it looks like
you have a really
good thing here.
big office, lots of guys
working for you.
i'd really hate
to see you screw that up
by being the latest
in a long line of women
fixated on whit coleman.
if you want an autograph,
there are easier ways.
i don't care
about autographs.
but i do care
about your client,
as do you which
is why you're here.
to find out
what i know.
now...
while i'd love
to do lunch
and talk it over,
i think
i'll just tell you.
we know that your client
was at the hotel cielo
last night.
we know that a photo
was taken of him
by a paparazzi, and we know that paparazzi is dead.
what i'd like you
to tell me is
why was he there?
who was he meeting?
what was he doing?
if you had
that paparazzo's photo,
you wouldn't be asking me
these questions.
pardon me one moment.
you were right.
if i had the victim's camera,
i wouldn't need to ask you
all these questions.
so thank you so much
for your time.
i'm just gonna have
this film developed,
and we'll be in touch.
thank you so much.
lucky you.
lucky me.
stupid, stupid, stupid.
dumb. stupid, stupid.
chief!
just a second.
chief!
what is it with you people and the ladies room?
excuse me,
i am terribly sorry.
but this is anthony larsen's nikon camera,
and the serial
number matches.
oh, tell me the film's
still in it?
no film. it's digital.
tell me the digital thing
is still in there.
the memory card is gone.
but i do have
the pawn slip
with the name, address,
and signature
of the guy who pawned it-- nicholas costa.
the night manager
of the hotel.
oh, thank you.
lieutenant?
man:
how dare you accuse me.
i've done nothing wrong.
well, you can see why
i'm having such a hard time believing you.
that is a pawn slip for anthony larsen's camera
with your name on it.
ok.
so it wasn't
cool of me.
i saw an opportunity,
i took it.
but i had nothing
to do with tony falling.
how did you happen to wander into suite 1116
at exactly
the right moment?
and how long have you been calling mr. larsen "tony?"
there are several
kinds of trouble
for you to choose from,
mr. costa.
stealing a camera
off a dead man is one.
also on the table,
***.
ok. ok. all right.
so i know him.
knew him.
a year ago, i used
to work at this club
where larsen got a lot
of his pictures.
he would pay me
a finder's fee
every time i'd call him when celebrities would show up.
so the other day,
i called larsen
when i recognized the check-in alias of archie leach.
ok? that's one of whit coleman's go-to names.
so, usually,
that was no big deal.
he liked to have business meetings there all the time,
but this didn't
seem like business.
why not?
because he booked
room 1121.
that's the governor's suite.
then he orders
a bottle of champagne.
some roses and chocolate
and an intimacy kit.
what's an intimacy kit?
a box of condoms.
do you have any idea
who whit's guest was?
what did larsen say
when you called?
i just, uh,
left messages
on his cell
and home numbers.
i told him
which room to book.
how much were you
supposed to get?
5,000.
that's a big tip for setting up a photo shoot.
picture must've been worth a whole lot more than that.
how much did you get
for the photo?
nothing. i didn't
sell the photo.
i never had it.
the memory card
was gone when i got there.
when i heard that somebody
fell off that balcony,
i went straight up
to check up on tony.
listen...
when i got off
the elevator,
whit coleman and his bodyguard were getting on.
oh, that's very
convenient for you.
you better hope they
back up your story.
in the meantime, you are under arrest for grand theft.
and if there's
anything i can do
to make your stay here
more enjoyable,
please don't hesitate
to ask.
thank you.
woman: hello?
hello? who is this?
whoo!
whit coleman's bodyguard
is on his way in.
um... do you
need to get that?
no. what about whit coleman?
he's shooting.
but i'll be glad
to pass along
anything you want me to.
what are you doing here?
i represent
hoyt here as well.
brenda: isn't that
a conflict of interest?
i would say it's rather
a convergence of interest.
synergy, miss johnson.
see, whit's
not just a person.
he's an industry.
that generates almost
$40 million a year,
and employs
over 100 people.
and each and every one of those people depend on me
for the safety and security of whit coleman.
is there anything
in your job description
about making sure
that no photographs
are taken of your boss
that might be damaging
to his reputation?
don't answer that.
how much can you
bench press?
don't answer that.
are you strong enough
to throw a 170 pound man
off a balcony?
oh, my.
don't answer that.
are you aware that
a witness saw you
and whit getting on the 11th floor elevator
3 minutes after anthony larsen fell to his death?
that's enough. seriously.
this is what
i'm talking about
when i say
conflict of interest.
when i charge both you
and whit with ***,
who do you think mr. blanchard's gonna protect?
you or the multi million
dollar industry
that pays his retainer?
hoyt--
shut up!
i'm sick and tired
of covering for whit.
i've spent too much
of my life
standing outside doors
while that ***
screws around on his wife.
i have the camera.
i know whit wasn't alone.
i just need a name.
jose diaz.
oh! what? shut up.
no.
how long have...
jose and whit
been intimate?
hey, don't answer that.
she's been bluffing us
all along.
she doesn't
have the picture.
all she has
is what you tell her,
so let's get out of here.
why don't you
get out of here?
are you saying mr. blanchard no longer represents you?
that is correct.
then why don't you
get out of here?
fine.
those confidentiality
agreements you signed
were no joke, buddy.
you be very careful
what you say in here.
you take care.
oh, you, too, sir.
don't worry about him.
no civil confidentiality
agreement can stop you
from answering questions
in a criminal investigation.
now...
how long have jose
and whit been together?
6 months.
when did jose
arrive at the cielo?
i picked him up
at his place at 6:00.
dropped him off at the cielo 20 minutes later.
i sent him up
to the suite ahead of me.
and did whit and jose
leave the suite?
i don't know.
i couldn't
just stand there
listening to
the both of them.
so i took a walk.
i came back around 10:00.
just as diaz was leaving.
he was upset.
i went in
to see what happened.
and coleman...
was just sitting there.
crying.
they had a fight.
what about?
probably something like,
why does this
have to be a secret?
why can't we have dinner
downstairs together
like a normal couple?
how long do i have
to put my life on hold...
for a few nights a month
in a hotel?
is...
is that a fight that
you've had with whit?
that's why you went
for a walk, isn't it?
so, for all you know,
whit could've gone
into larsen's room
and thrown him
off the balcony?
no. whit's not like that.
what about jose?
i can't be objective.
do you remember
jose's address?
could you write it
down for me please?
shoot! shoot, shoot,
shoot, shoot.
we missed jose diaz
by 6 hours.
the doorman said
that the moving van
showed up and
cleared his stuff out.
no forwarding address.
just an envelope
full of cash
for a year's worth
of rent.
tom blanchard
probably got to him
right after
our first meeting.
i'd be surprised
if jose's still
in this hemisphere.
ahem.
might not
have been blanchard
who financed
this relocation.
looks like jose diaz
may have sold himself
a very valuable photo.
pbbth.
ahh.
the notorious
coleman photo, huh?
if you had taken
that picture,
would you willingly
open the door
to one of its subjects?
i don't know.
maybe it was a set up.
maybe the boyfriend was working with the photographer
and then turned on him.
a lot of money involved.
maybe.
coleman's lawyer's
been on tv
saying the whole photo
is a fake.
it's been retouched.
looks pretty real to me.
i don't know
if i told you,
some friends
from the office
are getting together
after work tonight.
might be late again.
really?
you're welcome
to join us.
no. no, i gotta work.
are you mad
about something?
is there something
you want to tell me?
i, uh, i don't
think so.
ok.
listen, i heard
that message.
what message?
woman: fritzy.
fritzy.
she calls you
fritzy.
what am i
supposed to think?
you're listening
to my messages?
i was here when
the phone rang.
and the machine
went off.
i'm not deaf.
ok, ok.
she is michelle--
is michelle
one of the people
that you're going
out with tonight?
i invited you
to join us.
knowing i'm too busy.
how come you haven't
mentioned michelle before?
hey, hey,
she is a u. s. attorney,
and i--
did you listen
to the whole message?
michelle and i
are so close,
she mentions i didn't even give her my new phone number.
did you hear that part?
oh.
right.
why--
why didn't you tell michelle you had a new number?
because
we're not that close.
but you're going out to dinner with her tonight.
with 3 other people. yes.
oh, wait. no, no, no.
you start this conversation
then you walk away?
no, no. i'm sorry.
look, i--
i don't care. really.
i just--
i shouldn't have even--
really, i just, i...
i just...
i realized something,
and i have to go.
i'm already late.
wait. you're not late.
you're jealous.
i'm both.
you ***!
hey, hey!
you let them publish
that filthy picture.
do you have any idea what this is gonna do to whit?
elvis, i need your help.
why should i
help you, huh?
all you're gonna do
is keep harassing me.
you're both liars!
liars!
elvis, if you don't want to help me, help whit.
listen, man, there
are a lot of people
who are gonna think he's got something to do with this ***.
but you can
help him, elvis.
now you said
you didn't get
any decent pictures
of whit
because they kicked you out.
but you went back.
didn't you?
and you got some pictures
because you photograph
everything he does.
and i need those pictures.
not to embarrass whit,
not to show the world,
but to help him.
do you know
jose diaz?
who?
have you seen
the papers?
i haven't seen anything.
i've been in jail!
oh.
they feature a rather
scandalous picture
of jose diaz
and whit coleman
in what appears to be
the governor's suite.
how much did the tabloid
pay you, nicholas?
you told me you had an arrangement with larsen.
yeah.
and that arrangement was that you would call
and leave a message on his home and on his cell?
yeah. that's correct.
did you have those
numbers memorized?
no. he gave me
his business card.
would you happen to have
that business card
in your personal
belongings?
you realize this proves
you're connected to larsen.
is there anything else you want to tell me, nicholas,
this is your last chance.
yeah. i want a lawyer.
i think that's
a good idea.
ok, the estate is responsible for your back alimony,
but only after anthony's other creditors are paid.
anna.
i've got good news.
walk with me.
oh, go ahead. we'll figure this all out later.
well, it's good news,
and not exactly
good news.
we found
anthony's camera,
and we found the person who killed him.
great.
we even have a picture
of the killer.
hold on. i need
to set this down.
here we go. so...
let's see. oh, uh,
do you recognize this man?
no.
uh, what about this one?
no.
oh, i almost forgot.
is this the camera?
yes. where did you
find it?
this man from the hotel
pawned it.
he had a deal
with your ex-husband.
you can't trust
anyone, i guess.
oh, and, um...
these are pictures
that were taken
the other night
at the cielo hotel
by a stalker.
is that whit coleman?
right. and that's
his bodyguard, and...
do you recognize
this person, anna?
that's you.
you have the right to remain silent. anything you say
can and will be used against you in a court of law.
you have the right
to an attorney.
if you can't afford one,
one will be appointed
to you by the court.
do you want to talk
to a lawyer, anna?
what is going on?
what are you doing?
i'm trying to help you.
i didn't do anything.
yes, you did!
this man...
left messages
on anthony's home
and cell phone's
telling him
that whit coleman was gonna be at the hotel cielo.
but nicholas costa
didn't know
that anthony had moved.
so you heard the messages
that were intended for your ex-husband. am i right?
no, i...
and then there's
the question
of this $300,000
put into your
bank account this morning.
it wasn't the million dollars
that anthony was hoping for,
but not bad.
what are you
talking about?
*** one.
but there are
some alternatives, anna.
if this wasn't
pre-meditated.
if it was an accident.
we're talking manslaughter.
that's a whole different
ball of wax.
of all the people that
i've spoken to about anthony,
you're the only one
that seems to care about him.
which makes me think that...
you didn't
go to the hotel
intending to kill him.
did you?
did you go to the hotel
intending to kill
your ex-husband?
no.
i just wanted
to talk to him.
i heard the message,
so i went
to the hotel.
i went up
to anthony's room.
he was drunk.
and really happy.
he told me
he was sorry
for not paying
child support,
but now that he'd got his million dollar picture,
that wouldn't
be a problem.
that must have
been a relief.
i didn't want his money.
i wanted him.
did you tell him that?
yes.
he said that was
never going to happen.
after all i'd
been through for him,
he was such...
he picked up
his checkbook
and started
writing me a check.
it was like
i wasn't even there.
so i grabbed
his precious camera.
his girlfriend?
and when he saw
that i had it,
he got this look
on his face.
he cared more about that
stupid hunk of metal
than he did about me.
he told me
to put it down.
but i stepped
on to the balcony,
and i held it out
over the edge.
and that's when
he came at me.
so, what did you do?
it happened
really fast.
we struggled,
he hit the railing,
then he went
over the edge
and i...
watched him fall.
oh, that must
have been horrible.
you have no idea.
he was the only one
that i ever loved.
i did not mean
for him to fall.
it was an accident.
you'll notice right here...
anthony's right hand.
bones are broken.
it's from
where your foot
accidentally
smashed down on them.
he didn't fall
right away.
he was hanging
on to the balcony railing.
you could've saved him,
but you killed him.
and then you moved a chair over to the balcony railing
to make it look
like he jumped.
you didn't love anthony.
you told me yesterday,
that you thought
celebrities were hypocrites.
well, what about you?
you told me you didn't
care about the money,
but you stole
the memory card
out of anthony's camera,
and sold it for $300,000.
you killed him
for the money, didn't you?
i don't care about
the damned money!
but you did kill him.
yes, i killed him!
i loved him.
he was supposed to love me back no matter what.
i didn't want
to come to this place.
he did, and...
these people
took him from me.
his obsession
with these people.
it ruined our lives.
i just...
i want him back.
i want...
i want him...
i want him back.
i want him back.|
oh, hi.
hey.
you pressed it.
yeah. i learned.
so, you and fritz have big plans for the evening?
no. actually, he's going out with some work people.
hmpf.
good night.
good night.
um...
yeah?
i don't suppose
you might want to, uh...
get a bite of dinner
or something?
oh...|
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