Lonely Hearts

Synopsis: In the late 1940's, Martha Beck and Raymond Fernandez were America's notorious "Lonely Hearts Killers". Their lethal scam was simple; they would swindle and then viciously murder lovelorn war widows who would answer their personal ads in which Ray would describe himself as a sexy Latin Lover. Ironically, Ray's initial introduction to Martha was as a prospective mark. But when they met, it was love at first sight, perhaps as a result of their penchant for kinky sex and their mutual love for duplicity and easy money. With Martha posing as Ray's sister, they bilked elderly spinsters and widows of their savings and then viciously murdered them in a bloodbath of sexual frenzy. When they were arrested, Martha and Ray confessed to 12 killings, although it is believed the actual number is closer to 20. At their sensational trial, Martha and Ray cooed, held hands and seemed as though they could not get enough of each other. Their plea of not guilty by reason of insanity was rejected, and on Aug
Genre: Crime, Drama, Romance
Director(s): Todd Robinson
Production: Samuel Goldwyn/Roadside
  1 nomination.
Rotten Tomatoes:
108 min

Hey, we're all proud of you, Buster.


Small town cops dropping

a pair like this.

Wait a lifetime, never even

sniff one this good.

Wanna make a move to the boroughs,

you let me know.

It's a phone call.

Hey, maybe you

wanna throw the switch.

I can fix that, too.

You are such an a**hole.

You don't even know

what you have here.

Whatever it is,

consider it our gift to you.

You know,

you don't have to go in there.

Yeah, I do.

If any two maggots ever deserved

to boil in their own sh*t,

it was Ray Fernandez

and Martha Beck.

They'd probably still be cozy

in a Lansing jail cell

if it weren't for Buster.

Or, maybe it was Annie.

Buster's wife.

Who one September night stuck

a service thirty-eight in her ear.

No note. No nothin'.

Just blew her brains

out all over the bathtub.

Cops don't talk about what they see.

They push it down with a stiff Bromo

and a bourbon back, hide behind a...

newspaper and hope nobody notices.

But after...

Buster found Annie in the bathroom,

that all changed.

And he took it out on Fernandez

and Beck with a vengeance.

If they wrote

a book on confidence men,

Ray Fernandez would've

been the pinup boy.

He wasn't the first rat-f*** barnacle

to play the lonely hearts game.

But he might've been the smoothest.

He knew the game, he knew his marks.

He loved the way it made him feel.

Hell, he was so slick, he even convinced

himself he was Don-f***ing-Juan.

Oh Bea...

I'm so sorry I'm late.

A thousand apologies.

So sorry I'm late.

The meetings with my lawyers ran over.

I'm so sorry I'm late.

Had a meeting with my lawyers.

It went over.

I nearly missed the plane.

I was in such a hurry I...

left my wallet and my passport.

I left my wallet and my passport.

And I left my passport

and my wallet...

on the counter at the airport.

You're even more...

beautiful than your picture.


Today's a special day.

It's the oldest con in the book.

He pen paled 'em, war widows,

old maids, spinsters, anyone alone.

Was like picking plums.

They advertised, for Christ sake,

through correspondence clubs

and lonely hearts rags.

He was quite the bard.

Always slipping in a little

fishing expedition to feel...

out their bank account.

If he smelled... money, Valentino.

If he thought they were broke...

he'd bounce 'em...

like a bad check.

Buster was my partner.

We went all the way back to a squad car,

for Christ sake.

He was the toughest badge

I'd ever seen.

Turned more collars than

a Chinaman drycleaner.

But after he lost Annie,

he parked himself behind the desk,

pushing paper, taking phone calls,

and a lot of other people's sh*t.

I didn't understand that.

Robinson, Homicide.

You don't know sh*t

because Jackie Robinson is a...

I don't know sh*t?

veteran baseball...

F*** Jackie Robinson.

Jesus Christ, let me tell you

something so everybody can hear me.

You gave me a hundred to one.

Hundred to one I wouldn't drop

a nickel on the first team

to put a n*gger in baseball.

Okay? Even, even if he

is a cousin of Robinson's here.


It's okay.

Hello. Oh, Mrs. Reilly?

Oh, Reilly,

your wife's on the phone.

Her negro lover just left,

wants to know if I can

come down there and finish her off.

How you gonna...

finish her off,

you haven't seen your prick

in six months, you fat f***.

That's funny, your wife...

found it real good.

You think I'm scared of you...

you big f***in' sack of meat?

- Get outta here.

- Why don't ya...

keep your mouth shut

and learn something?

F*** you.

I'm telling you, he's gonna

burn your house... down one day.

He's a rat.

Listen, me and Eastman,

we're going over to Jimmy's.

We're gonna uh, play some cards,

suck on the beer tit, tell some lies.

How 'bout it?

Hey Robbie.

Hey Rene.

I can't.

I... gotta take the train tonight.


What happened to your car?

What, you didn't hear?

The kid drove

it into some garbage cans.

Siren going, lights, everything.

Which bone did you break?

The one between his ears.

Hey, I can drop you.

Yeah, Rene could give you...

a lift.





So we...

playing cards or what?

No, but I'll...

take that ride.

Meet ya at Jimmy's.

By the time Fernandez picked up

on Martha Beck's bullshit smear

in some lonely hearts rag...

she'd already

been picked over by every...

Tom-Dick son of a b*tch who ever

sniffed a skirt, including her own...

brother, who started raping her from...

the time she was ten.

She was good-looking, alright.

But damaged goods.



Uh, uh, I'm sorry I'm late.

The meetings with my uh,

lawyers ran over.

I was in such a hurry I...

I nearly missed my plane

and I left my wallet

and passport at the counter.

What kind of lawyers?

Oh... just, regular lawyers.

We're closing in on some uh,

some import prospects.

I can't believe you're here.

I can't believe we're here.

I mean after so many letters...

and for such a long time, it's...

It's incredible.

I mean, here we are...

face to face.

Oh, what?

Please say something.

I uh...

You're just so beautiful.

May I... show you to a table?

How's room service?

It's off the menu, ma'am.

We'll have... breakfast in bed.

What are you doing?

I have an appointment.

I won't be an hour.

I love the way you write.

Such a poet.


You don't disappoint.

A regular Charles Boyer.

Hey, what d'you say we...

test our luck later,

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Todd Robinson

Todd Robinson was born in Pennsylvania. He graduated from Adelphi University on Long Island, New York. In 1996, Robinson wrote and produced White Squall, for director Ridley Scott, starring Jeff Bridges, Ryan Phillippe, Jeremy Sisto, and Scott Wolf. Robinson wrote, directed and produced The Legend of Billy the Kid for The Disney Channel, for which he won a Prime Time Emmy Award. He wrote and directed Wild Bill: Hollywood Maverick, a feature documentary on legendary studio director, William A. Wellman. The film was awarded Best Documentary Film by the National Board of Review and was featured at the Sundance Film Festival, the Berlin Film Festival, San Sebastian Film Festival and many other festivals. more…

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