Bloodsucking Pharaohs in Pittsburgh

Danny? Stop it.

Can't you be more gentle?

You love it, don't you? - You know I do, but...

be gentle.

I just get impatient. How can we maybe get engaged

and maybe get married. I'm not sure if you're allowed.

You can be sure. - Then prove it.

Danny, I said "stop it!"

Ow! Ooh! Ouch!

Put that thing back! - You gotta cut the zipper!

Wait, here! Let me help!

No, wait, that's not it! No, don't!

Oh, yes! Yes!

Yes, I coming!

I'm coming! Oh! Talk about it!

Can we stop?! - Are you crazy?!

I'm coming! - Stop! Will you please stop!

I'm coming! - Here! Stop it! Stop it!

You just don't understand. You're tearing me apart

with your empty promises. That's all I ever get from you.

Yeah, your kisses are hot, but your heart is cold.

I have got no more tears left to cry for you.

You will never be faithful to me, I know you won't.

That's not true, Jeremy. I'll change. I promise, I will.

Hey, this your first time, lover? - No, no, no, I've had some experience.

I'll tell you what.

Give me an extra $20 and you're going to get the experience.

Hey, what's that?

Hey, did you hear that?

No! Not the car! It's my dad's car!

Any veggie burgers left? - Too late. Sorry, all gone.

Shit, I knew we'd be too late.

What took you guys so long? Medical examiner wants to see you right away.

Come on Joe. - Oh, no.

Come on, Joe! We gotta go together.

I just want a cup of coffee, Sweeney. Black, no sugar.

It's real bad this time.

The most disgusting thing I've ever seen.

Just one more coffee... - Joe!

A young boy saw the whole thing. Come on!

Joe, we are the investigating officers in this case.

Joe, we gotta go over to the murder scene.

It's our job.

I... I... I need a cigarette, Sweeney, please.

It won't be so bad, big guy.

This time he took her brain.

Oh, boy. - Easy, Joe.

Popped that baby right out of there.

It looks like he used a scoop. You know, like for ice cream or something.

Three times this week. You're bad, Birdwell.

25 big ones you owe me.

Sweeney!

Take a closer look in there. - Hey! Don't bother me.

Wait...

What's that?

Hey Blocker, take a look at this!

So what is that?

Turn it off!

It's a note...

A paper. - A piece of paper?

It's a note?

What's it say?

I don't know! I can't read it.

Some kind of funny writing with little ducks and frogs.

It's Egyptian writing. Hieroglyphics.

I knew that!

How you feelin', Joe? Better?

Did you lose money again? - Yeah...

Sorry. - What the hell.

We're partners!

Take it easy! Easy kid!

That face... dark sunglasses...

Take it easy, buddy! Can you remember anything else?

Just the hat. - Hat?

Yes, he had on a funny hat! - Alright now kid just calm down.

Just a few more minutes.

Joe, go and get the book! - Now kid...

If we showed you some pictures, do you think you could give us a positive I.D.?

I'll try, officer. - Alright now.

Kid...

if you recognize any one of these pictures... speak up.

No.

No. No.

No. No. No. That's not it.

No. No. No... no.

Ah! There!

There! That's the hat! That's the hat!

There! There! Look!

Look! The hat!

The hat! Look!

The hat! - We see it, son!

No, no! There! There!

No, there! There!

There! - I said we see it!

Okay, be careful with him, officer. No brutality!

The hat!

He's alright.

Not a bad kid.

An Egyptian fez.

What do you make of that, Joe?

I'm gonna get Deek Taylor in on this.

Deek Taylor? - Yeah, my partner from Vegas.

Do you remember Deek Taylor? - Sure.

But he's in Las Vegas.

I know he's in Las Vegas. That is the point.

There was a similar string of murders twelve years ago in Vegas.

Lots of girls murdered. Parts of their bodies taken.

Wait a second.

What kind of parts? - The first one had her finger cut off.

And the second? - Had her toes clipped off with pruning shears.

And the third?

Had her ears sawed off her head.

And the fourth had her lungs cut out.

And so on and so forth.

And tonight, number 19,

and she had her brains scooped out!

I'll have the zucchini bulger burger

and bring one for my partner too.

I remember you telling me about this. You and Deek Taylor finally caught the guy!

So...

what's the connection?

Well, it seems the killer

was using the parts for some kind of ritual or something.

Some deranged Egyptian psycho-type,

by the name of...

Semmet Cairo.

Well Deek got tipped off... and we went to pick the guy up and

he ran like hell. Chased him all over the place.

Then Deek lost it.

He started shooting. He shot the guy to pieces.

Yeah I remember. You were real cut up about it.

You had a complete nervous breakdown.

You wanna keep it down, will ya? - Yeah, okay.

And then your wife left you for that other cop.

Hey, you wanna keep it down Sweeney, please. - Sure thing buddy.

Because of that sex problem!

Sweeney, will you shut up! - Easy... Joe.

Uh, 5-5-4.

Uh, 5-5-4-3-1.

Hey Joe, listen to me. I know what your problem is,

I know what it is. - I'm dying to find out.

You need a wife! Someone to come home to.

To a wife that cares. A home. Things that really count.

Without those things, my life would be as pathetic and full of emptiness as yours.

Emptiness... - Yeah, listen to me, Joe!

I honestly don't know how you spend the...

Okay buddy. Get a good rest.

Sweeney! - What is it, Joe?

There's something else I gotta tell ya. - What?

I knew those girls.

What girls?

The girls got murdered.

I knew them. - You knew them?

You knew those girls?

All of them.

See you back at the station, partner. - What...

Erma, where are you?! - I'm in the kitchen!

Haven't I asked you a million times to empty your ashtrays?

Where have you been all night? - Another one of those murders.

Sweeney, I wish you could spend more time at home.

We should have more quality time together. - You know I got a job to do.

You love that job more than me.

You'd rather look at dead people than look at your own wife!

Hey, we don't get ones like this every day.

You see pretty girls. - Oh, my Erma.

You think I can't be pretty? I do everything you ask me!

I exercise real hard! I fix your meals the way you ask me!

- Why don't you just stop... No! Don't say it.

Don't say it!

Don't you dare say it!

All in good time. One thing at a time.

I was just gonna say... - Don't...

Morning, Sarge. - Morning, Mavis.

You're up early this morning. - I haven't been to bed.

Rainy nights are slow. I'm cold.

How about a cup of coffee and a cuddle, huh Joe?

It's on the house.

Okay, Joe, sorry I forgot...

Just a cup of coffee?

Sorry, Ashley.

Here's your breakfast.

Papaya and pinto beans.

Real healthy. - Sergeant Sweeney Birdwell...

Oh... that's you.

Not much, Larry, pretty much the same deal. A young girl murdered.

Part of the body removed from the crime scene.

That's terrible, Sergeant. - Yes it is, Larry.

Just what was it that was missing this time? - Her brain, Larry.

Her brain was gone when we got here. - Her brain?

That's right, Larry. Her brain.

Hey!

What are you doing? There's more!

The girl who was killed, was she pretty?

Pretty? - I bet she was pretty, wasn't she?

Someone sawed off the top of her head and ripped out her brains!

Does that sound pretty to you?! Pretty messy is more like it!

Why are you yelling at me?

What's the matter with you?

What's the matter with me?

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