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Morning, Mr. Brenner.
I enjoyed your latest picture.
Thank you, Deandre.
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CORRIGAN: When most people think of L.A...
...they think of the bright lights and glamour of Hollywood.
But those lights cast dark shadows.
Shadows that hide even darker secrets.
My name is Corrigan, I'm a cop...
...and I have a few secrets of my own.
No, I didn't see anything suspicious.
COP: I surveyed the area, and we have the crime scene cordoned off.
- Yes, sir. - Look inside for explosives.
We're running a trace on that.
You weren't assigned this case, Corrigan. What gives?
Don't worry, Brice. I won't take credit.
Got a call from my friend.
Jim, thank God you're here.
They killed my father, Jim.
They killed him.
We'll find out who did this.
Can you think of anyone who would want your father dead?
Dad had as many enemies as he did fans.
Everybody was jealous of him.
Did you see anything, uh...?
Flemming.
I have been in Mr. Brenner's employ for over 20 years.
You didn't answer my question.
See anything?
Besides the terrible aftermath, no.
But I believe the security camera caught something.
Brenner have any enemies?
As many as any successful man.
Any recent altercations come to mind?
There were several long-time collaborators...
...that Mr. Brenner did not use on his latest film.
They were quite upset.
I'm gonna need some names.
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Who's there? I said who's there?
Didn't expect to see me again, did you, Flynn?
You're dead. We killed...
Killed me? All because you got cut out of a job.
That was worth my life?
Who are you?
I am vengeance.
I am the Spectre.
This is impossible!
In the land beyond the living, all things are possible.
No. Please!
[SCREAMING]
Corrigan, get your ass over here.
Just what do you think you're doing, Corrigan?
Working a case, Captain. You know, my job.
The Brenner murder isn't your case...
...just because you had a thing with his daughter.
It's Detective Brice's.
How about you look into whoever's knocking off our suspects?
Come again?
One of Hollywood's top special effects' guys...
...was found squashed like a frigging bug this morning.
And he was on Brice's suspect list.
I'll look into it.
And maybe you should tell Brice to work faster.
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- Peter McCoy. - What the hell?
Only a guilty man flees, Peter McCoy.
Get away from me.
As you wish, but you will never escape your fate.
No!
Oh. Jim.
I'm so glad you came.
What's going on, Aimee?
Just this.
We always had something, didn't we?
Once upon a time maybe.
Run away with me, Jim.
We could go anywhere, be together like this forever.
You're good, kid.
Your daddy should have let you star in his movies.
What do you mean?
You're not going anywhere, baby.
Your father's death was an inside job.
Wasn't just a lucky guess when the killers punched in the security code.
You gave it to them.
But the real connection is the money.
All new bills.
Should be easy to trace under your account.
Jim, I'm rich now.
You love me.
We can be together.
No dice.
I could have given you the world.
I left this world a long time ago.
You can't kill a dead man.
The guilty must be punished for their crimes.
[SCREAMING]
CORRIGAN: Sometimes there isn't a hell of a lot of satisfaction in my job.
It's hard watching talented, beautiful people...
...throw their lives away for nothing.
But this is a town where fame and fortune...
...too easily bring out the worst in people.
When that happens, I'm here to avenge.
That's my secret.
I am the Spectre.
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