Eyes of Laura Mars Page #4

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the middle of doing something...

...and suddenly,

images would come to me...

...well, like those.

You think I was in

those actual situations...

...committed the murders and

then re-created them in photographs?

I don't buy it.

Keep it moving, please.

-Get rid of him.

-I already told you once.

Let's go.

-How you doing, lieutenant?

-How you doing, Murph?

Just send it up. Elaine Cassell

apartment. That's right. Third floor.

I'd like to know if you recognize

any of these clothes.

I think...

...they're my husband's.

Husband?

Ex-husband.

We've been divorced over a year.

The last I heard, he was

living in San Francisco.

Well, he's back.

Obviously.

Was this going on

when you were married?

-What's his name?

-Michael.

Michael Reisler.

Is this him?

Is this a picture of your ex-husband?

Those are very nice clothes.

What does he do?

Did you buy those clothes?

Michael couldn't kill anyone.

Do you have any idea where he is?

No idea.

Are you still in love with him?

-May I go home now?

-Of course.

Thank you.

Good evening.

Good night.

Good night.

In case you need me, this is my number.

Call me anytime, day or night.

John Neville.

Thank you.

Lt. Neville...

Should I hire a bodyguard?

You already have one.

Quiet! Quiet now!

Michael!

What are you doing here?

How did you get in?

I still have a set of keys.

Don't look at me like that.

I did not kill Elaine.

Why would I? She was the best

meal ticket I ever had.

Second best. I was the best.

I was in San Francisco,

working on my novel...

...and I ran into her.

She convinced me to come back,

said she'd be good for me...

...make it easier for me to write.

I've missed you.

Oh, come on.

You know I only came back

to be near you.

I would have called you sooner or later.

I still love you, Laura!

Michael, stop it!

Oh, poor Elaine.

What good, good f riends.

I was your husband.

I was never your f riend.

But Elaine was.

Why Elaine?

Do you have to destroy

everything you touch?

This whole thing

is pointing towards me...

...and I did not do it!

Everything I have is in Elaine's

apartment. I have no money, no clothes.

The police are after me,

and now you provoke me!

You deliberately provoke me!

You may have these other

people fooled...

...but I know what a killer you can

be at 3:
00 in the morning.

-A killer at 3:
00...

-Where were you? Where?

When I needed some comfort,

where were you?

In your darkroom.

Where else could I find peace?

-You were drunk!

-You made it impossible for me to write!

That's not true!

You've been drunk

for the last six years!

But you!

Instant star of the world of chic!

Will $50 be enough?

I don't give a damn if everybody else

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