Night School

Synopsis: A Boston police detective investigates a series of gruesome decapitations of various college coeds commited by a helmeted, black-leather clad serial killer which leads him to suspect a well known anthropology professor as well as his female live-in assistant.
Genre: Horror, Mystery
Director(s): Ken Hughes
Production: Paramount Pictures
  2 wins.
 
IMDB:
5.3
R
Year:
1981
88 min
2,551 Views


That's vvhat you vvanna

be vvhen you grovv up? Uh-huh. - A schoolteacher?

- Uh-huh. Well, why,

for heaven's sakes? Because I like you. Well, I like you, too. Here. Thank you. Come on, Lisa! Oops! There's mommy. Bye, miss barron. Goodnight, Lisa. We did finger painting

in school today. Ain't you going home,

miss barron? Yeah, in a while. Well, goodnight. Goodnight, Harry. I'm afraid all

the children have left. Who was it you came for? Who are you? Stop it!

Stop it! You idiot!

What are you doing? Oh, god! Oh! No! Please! No! No! God! Please! No! Aah! No! Oh, god! Aah! God, no! Don't! Aah! Stop, please!

Let me off! Let me off! Aah! Aah! - Coffee?

- Yup. - Uh, juice?

- Grapefruit. How about my cereal? Snap, crackle, pop. That's terrific. You're going to make somebody

a great vvife someday. Oh, promises, promises. How come we didn't

figure out last night that we didn't have

anything for breakfast? We were pretty busy

last night, remember? Yeah, we were,

weren't we? Ohh! Ch, come on! We did that already.

Novv let's eat. I know. We could have

breakfast in bed. That's all you

think about, isn't it? Almost. See how I cleaned up

the house for you? Anything for you. So vvhat nevv and exciting things

does Boston have to offer today? Well, there's

a guest speaker at the Harvard club

at 2:
00. That sounds boring. How do you want

your eggs? Cooked. Your wit is outstanding. Oh, I'm glad

you like it. You don't care at all about your alumni

activities, do you, judd? Honey, it's just that i

did the Harvard bit. I have no intention

of becoming one of their ageless

undergraduates. It wouldn't do you any

harm to stay involved. I don't seem to be able

to get it across to you that I like my lifestyle

just the vvay it is. There's ice skating

in the park. There's an exhibition

of Chinese art at the civic center. No? Look, why don't we

drne down to the cape and have lunch? Sounds terrific. We could take a long walk

on the beach. Yeah. Okay, slave,

breakfast. I'm starving. Hello?

Yeah. Taj ? When? Uh-huh. You go on ahead.

I'll meet you there. Bye. Your office? Oh, judd. It's your day off.

You promised. I'm sorry, Stevie,

but it's important. Stevie, look,

why don't you just-- honey.

Honey. Honestly... I wouldn't go

if I didn't have to. I know, but-- come on. Let me

make it up to you. Book a table at the racket

club for about 7:00. I'll be done by then. It's my job. Yeah. Well, it's a lousy job. Listen, I hope you

had a good breakfast 'cause this one's

kind of messy. Dave, hey! Okay, sergeant,

it's all yours. Any angles, bill? Not that I can see. Just a neat job

of decapitation. Head completely severed

from the body. That makes tvvo

killings in a vveek. Let's hope this isn't going

to become an epidemic. Thanks. Okay, get on it,

will you? Thanks. O Kay. Let's have a look. Same m.O.

As the last one. No fingerprints, no suspects,

no motives, no nothing. Who was she? Anne barron. She worked

as a teacher's aide here. When did it happen? About 6:00 last night. I guess

right after school closed. Alright.

I give up. Where's the rest

of her? This you're not

going to believe. Why? Why would he mutilate

her over there and bring the head here

and put it in a bucket? You're the college genius.

I'm just a cop. - You vvant shots of the building?

- Of everything. - Beats the hell out of me.

- Vvho found her? This morning, the director.

She's inside. Roberts, clear that sidevvalk

for crying out loud! You're not going to get much out of her.

She's pretty shock up. How long have you known

Anne barron? Oh, um...A couple

of months maybe. She came to work here

in September. Oh, such a sweet girl. She loves children,

and they love her. There. Can you tell me anything abqut

her activities outside of vvork? Nothing really. She vvorked

here during the day to put herself

through school. Do you know

what school? Yes. She attended classes in the

evening at vvendell college. A girls school

on beacon hill. She was studying

to be a teacher. Oh! We'll keep in touch

with you. Here, miss Armand. Drink this.

You'll feel better. - Thank you.

- Everything vvill be alright. I don't vvant the press here until

we get an I.D. From the parents. Seal this area. Go over it

vvith a fine-tooth comb. - We did.

- What did you get? - Nothing.

- Then go over it again! Okay, boss. Meet me at the coroner's office

with the complete reports. I'll have to go check out

that girls college. Oh, that's great. I get

all the routine stuff. You get to go

to the girls school. One of the advantages

of a Harvard degree. Kaka lrah, -"which in Armenian means...?"

-"Here comes the bullshit." Not a mark

on the body. No contusions, no

lacerations, nothing. No signs

of sexual assault. Just a quick, clean execution.

Like a guillotine. Execution?

What can I tell you? That's an odd word

to use. That's the one

that comes to mind. I'll finish

this report. - Thanks, Joe.

- Judd. - Taj, you remember

the Walker case last week? - We found a torso in the bushes?

- Yeah. How long did it take

to find the head? Tvvo days. Forensic

report-- nothing. You remember

where you found it? A duck pond.

Fingerprints-- nothing. - Submerged in vvater.

- In a duck pond, it figures. This time, in a bucket...

Full of vvater. Vvait a minute. Are you trying tc) Feed

me some of that fancy-schmansy freudian-- this is

no mystery, judd. We got a nut

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