Aquarius

Killer man.

Killer man.

I can see what you see.

There's the lost lamb. Save her!

Who is? Who?

You have killed, killer man,

to save girls like her.

Many times, you've drowned the light of life.

Who do you kill, killer man?

War... world.

World War II?

Oh.

That was you, saving us?

You saved us, killer man, from the great Adolf Hitler?

Japs...

Who did you kill, killer man, to save us?

and spit him out?

You have swallowed death.

You live on death. Death lives in you.

Save the innocent!

For your country.

Save the lost. There's one. Look!

Good boy.

Good boy.

Good boy.

Good boy.

In danger.

How do I open my eyes? I don't remember.

He walked right into me.

I saw it, Miss. It's not your fault.

Let's go.

- Okay, Sam. - Joe.

- Yeah. - Joe.

- Joe. - Yeah, that's right, it's Joe.

- Joe, look at the stars. - Oh, okay.

- They're raining light. - Okay, come on, buddy.

You're damn lucky I was looking for you, Sam.

"My beamish boy. Callooh! Callay!"

I will take that as a compliment.

Look, I know you're loaded, but I could really use your advice.

There's been another bus robbery.

Don't work robbery.

No, it's not about the robbery. Okay.

It's liquid.

My fingers are swimming in liquid.

You signed out an hour ago.

How much could you drink in an hour?

Cut it out.

Cut it out!

- Ouch, that hurt! - I barely hit you.

I barely hit you.

No pain.

I don't feel pain.

I'm gonna call Shafe at the precinct.

He'll keep his trap shut, right?

Wait here. No...

Right here... Don't... move.

Stay.

You been here before?

Yeah. Not you?

If I had been here, I'd remember.

This scene is so far out, it's gone.

- Hey, Guapo! - Shh! Cállate.

Hey, no names, man.

Hey, hey, don't freak on me.

Look around.

Nobody here can even remember their own name.

This is Bri. He's cool.

He'll get you laid. Get you high.

He's the one who tipped me off to Jimmy Too's game.

Shake him down.

So... why should I trust you, my friend?

Look, if I'm not welcome, I can just...

173rd Airborne?

That's right.

In country?

No, Beverly Hills.

You were in Nam?

So... 173.

You knew Enrique Herrera?

Yeah, I know Henry.

Oh, that's right.

You Anglos, you like to call him "Henry."

He liked to call himself Henry.

He was brave.

Hell yeah, he was.

Enrique was a lion.

Hey, man, I told you.

He's a warrior.

So you served your country.

Maybe now you'll serve your city as a cop.

You got me.

I'm a cop.

And I'm gonna go bust this punk right here.

- Ah. - Where's my money?

Where's my...

I'm a dealer.

I sold you grass, and now you owe me.

Play along or you're going to jail.

My money!

You hold out on me again, I'm gonna kick your teeth in.

That biker who just left?

Yeah, Roy.

He looks rough but he has a kind heart.

Well, he was with that weirdo.

That... is that what this is, their place?

Cherry.

Sweet sight!

You see?

The universe always comes back around our way.

Charlie, you know my friend, Rick?

Charlie won't hurt you. He's all love.

Oh, tell my balls.

Rick gave me a ride. Nice wheels, right?

And he was so sweet.

He bought me a snack with his credit card.

Well...

Thank you for taking care of Emma.

Yeah.

I'm sorry if there was a misunderstanding.

I thought you were bad for Emma.

I got to get going.

I got a big history test in the morning so...

Oh, we're making history here, Jack.

We're the gonna change the way the world hears music.

Besides, it's a bad time to leave.

See, it's the witching time.

- Uh... - And school... is out.

Hey, Minnie.

This here is Randy Rick.

Deserves a welcome, don't you think?

He deserves everything I've got.

That's...

Uh... ha.

I don't own you, Rick.

People aren't property.

You see, Emma and the girls understand

that one isn't enough for a growing boy like you.

Besides, I sure could use a helping hand around here.

Well, hey now, don't be selfish.

Come on.

- So you're in? - I was connecting with Guapo,

- but then that UCLA punk... - Brian, I need results.

You get time and location out of Guapo's shipment,

and we get a big fat bust.

Sure. I... I just got to...

Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta nothing.

You wanted undercover. If you can't handle it...

No, I'll get it done.

Good.

Then you can paint yourself brown

and do something about these bus robberies.

Is that why they're protesting?

Yeah, some low-life has been preying

on Chicano cleaning women.

He's holding them up on their way home.

And guess what.

They, like everybody else,

don't think we're doing our job right.

Oh, and Moran was calling for you.

Check up front.

His daddy is loaded.

Car dealer?

Zondo Motors.

Mondo Zondo.

Aren't they the biggest in L.A.?

That's what Rick says anyway.

Thank you...

for Rick and all the Zon-dough he'll bring us.

And thank you...

thank you for coming home.

To me.

Please don't ever leave me again.

Please. You promise.

I won't leave you ever again, Charlie.

I was sad.

So sad without my sweet Cherry's lip.

Grace!

Grace, swim to me.

Swim to me, Grace.

Grace, swim to me.

Come on, swim.

Jump in. Swim to me.

- Sam, what are you doing here? - This is for you... I'm ready.

I'm ready for love.

What's wrong with you?

Nothing. No pain.

Nothing is wrong with me.

No pain. No pain.

Pain. No. No pain.

You have to go. Governor Reagan is here,

and you're humiliating me.

Get him out of here or I'll call the cops.

- Don't send me back. - Lady, I am a cop.

Oh, it's nothing. Just a drunk.

- "My beamish boy." - You all right?

- "Callooh! Callay!" - What's wrong with you?

What's going on with you?

Stop it.

It hurts.