Dressed to Kill Page #4
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- 1980
- 105 min
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to check out your appointment book.
I'm sorry too but I feel I must protect
the confidentiality of my patients.
Oh, of course, we're just
two professionals doing our job huh?
It's too bad we can't work together.
Come on... thank you very much for
your help, I'll be in touch.
Yes, thanks for waiting,
this is the answering service.
Would you care to leave a message?
Yes, I would. This is Dr. Elliott.
How do spell that?
What is the message?
Would you please say that
I would very much like to see her
and could she call me at my office.
So, Miss Blake.
That's right.
Mmm... Tell me, how did you happen to be
in that building that
I was visiting a friend.
And who was that?
Well... it's sort of embarrassing.
I'd rather not say.
Why?
He's married.
Ohhh... what kind of building is this,
huh?
Everybody's getting laid after lunch.
I didn't say I was getting laid,
to use your expression.
What's the matter huh?
I'm a little crude for you uh?
That's right.
Aw look Miss Blake,
let's cut this sh*t, huh?
I got all the dope on you right here.
Uh does this look familiar, uh?
Uh, let me see... March 5th.
Charged, Disorderly conduct...
Solicitation for the purpose
of prostitution.
Arresting Officer Durham... apprehended
at the Park Avenue Hotel.
Oooo... classy arrest.
Thank you.
Let's face it, you're a whore, huh?
Or a Park Avenue whore,
but you're still a whore.
Now, who were you f***ing?
F*** you!
No... f*** you...
Hey, you're no witness,
you're a suspect!
Uh, what are you talking about?
We got a murder weapon with a nice set
of your prints on it.
Hey that's bullshit!
Why would I want to kill her?
You were there with the razor.
You tell me!
I told you, there was a blond woman
in the elevator...
Yeah except nobody else saw this blond
woman enter or leave the building.
Uh, you didn't notice if she had wings,
did you?
She was in the elevator. I saw her.
So what were you doing there?
I had a job.
Who?
You want me to get in trouble don't you
You are in trouble.
Hey, I didn't kill her.
So who were you f***ing?
Ted... I didn't get his last name...
he's from out of town.
Oh... Oh well that's great... yeah...
from out of town... oh... that's almost
as good as the Blonde from the elevator
it's true. He was standing right
behind me, so the elevator door opens
and that... woman inside...
all cut up and bleeding.
I know all about Mrs. Miller.
We got her downstairs.
But what about this Blonde?
Did he see her too?
I don't know.
Well... er... Miss Miss Blake,
you're gonna save you a lot of trouble
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