๐งก ํ๋ฉด ํ ์ชฝ์ ์์, ํ ์ชฝ์ ์ด ํฌ์คํธ
window ํค + ์ข์ฐ ๋ฐฉํฅํค
๐งก ๊ตต์ ๊ธ์จ : ์ตํ ๊ตฌ๋ฌธ
๋ฐ ์ค : ์ ์๋ค๋ฆฌ๋ ๋ถ๋ถ
* : ๊ตต์ ๊ธ์จ ๋ถ์ฐ ์ค๋ช , ์ฌ์ ๋ป
# : ์ฌ ์ ํ, ์ํฉ ์ ํ
# Marquesa Residence Sacramento, CA
Scarlett just
throws the best parties.
- I'm gonna go find Asra.
- Then I'll see who I can find.
There's Victor.
Scarlett!
Scarlett!
Call an ambulance!
Mom.
No, Oscar, stay up there! ๊ฑฐ๊ธฐ ์์ด๋ผ
Scarlett!
#
Look at it, George.
Beautiful, isn't it?
Look at that.
Don't you feel happy and relaxed?
Yes.
Say it. Tell me how you feel.
Happy and relaxed.
That's good.
<i>That's very good.</i>
So tell me, George,
what's your date of birth?
I was born on the 1st of march...
1980.
And what's your mother's name?
Melody.
That's a very nice name.
She was a good woman.
She liked you to tell the
truth, didn't she, George?
Yes.
So tell me,
how did you murder Donovan Hobar...
Jane, I'm sorry to interrupt,
but we just caught a red ball. ์ค์ํ ์ฌ๊ฑด์ด ํฐ์ก์ด์
You gonna be much
longer with this one?
Damn it, Jane.
He's in a trance, isn't he? * (์ต๋ฉด ์ํ์ ๊ฐ์) ๊ฐ์(ๅ็ก) ์ํ
Wha... I'd describe it more
as a deep relaxation.
Hypnotized. You hypnotized him.
Well, I was doing a favor
for the organized crime unit.
Those cowboys?
Time to go, guys.
You know, I was just about
to get the truth out of him.
He killed two people.
If you walk very quietly
to the door, I still might...
How many times, have I
told you no hypnotism?
It's illegal, and it's unethical,
and you cannot keep on doing it.
Just calm yourself, woman.
It's no big thing.
Oh, really?
This man's lawyer
is right this minute
coming down the hallway,
wearing a mean face.
Something tells me he'll argue
that point with you. Let's go.
Well, let me get him out
of his trance first?
- Well, Be quick about it.
- Yes, ma'am.
I'd like to speak
to my client alone.
- Of course.
- Now.
George, nice to talk to you.
Good luck with all
your future endeavors. * (ํนํ ์๋กญ๊ฑฐ๋ ํ๋ ์ผ์ ํ๋ ค๋) ๋
ธ๋ ฅ[์๋]
That's mine.
So, George...
George? Are you all right?
It's not funny.
It is a little. What do you got?
Unincorporated country club *ํฉ๋[ํฉ๋ณ, ๋ฒ์ธํ]๋์ง ์์; ์์น์ฒด๋ก์ ์ธ๊ฐ๋์ง ์์; ํธ์
๋์ง ์์
development outside of town,
Scarlett Marquesa, 33, female.
#
Hostess of the party,
married, one kid.
Right about 10:20 this evening,
the party was in full swing. *ํ์ฐฝ ์งํ ์ค์ธ[๋ฌด๋ฅด์ต์]
Scarlett comes running
over the balcony,
clutching her throat and screaming. * (๊ฝ) ์์ผ์ก๋ค (=grip)
She falls down to her death.
Where's the husband and the kid?
They're with neighbors,
badly shook up. ์ผํฌ ์ํ๊ณ ์
We'll wait to talk to them
until tomorrow morning.
- Poison?
- Must be.
Frothing at the lips, discoloration. *froth ์นจ์ ๋ง์ด ํ๋ฆฌ๋ค, ์
์ (๊ฒ)๊ฑฐํ์ ๋ฌผ๋ค
*discoloration ๋ณ์, ํด์
The medical examiner thinks so, too.
But we haven't found the source yet.
We don't know where
she ingested the poison.
She came from up there, but the actual
poisoning could've taken place anywhere.
It's a big house.
Just a moment.
Excuse me.
That's interesting.
Look, Look at her eyes.
What?
Hello, Use your words.
She had more mascara on her right
eye than she did on her left,
Which means that she was
halfway through reapplying
her makeup when she was poisoned,
so...
She was in the...
Bathroom.
The source of the
poison, I have no doubt.
What do we got here?
<i>Now we're even.</i> ์ด์ ์ฐ๋ฆฐ ๋น๊ฒผ์ด
Motive.
# Villa Marsante Estates Sacramento, CA
Mr. Marquesa, I'm agent Lisbon, CBI.
Yes, thanks for coming.
These are dear friends,
Asra Hadami and Mandy Riljek.
They've been looking
after me and Oscar.
Anything we can do.
Vic, I'll make sure Jim stops by
as soon as he gets back into town.
Thanks, Mandy.
Take care, Victor.
Please. Come in.
Scarlett kept everything in here.
Very organized.
We'll get it back to you
just as soon as we can.
Thank you.
The tox screen tells us your wife's *๋
์ฑ๊ฒ์ฌ
drink was laced with rat poison. *…์ ๊ฐ๋ฏธํ๋ค(=add to).
Rat poison.
Oscar. Oscar.
- Who would do such a thing?
- Somebody who wanted to get even? *(~์๊ฒ ํด๋ฅผ ์
์ ๋งํผ) ๋๊ฐ์ ์ฃผ๋ค
Who's your guess? Whose name
just popped into your head?
Scarlett had no enemies.
- Everyone loved Scarlett.
- Even Asra?
Asra? Yes, they got along fine.
Why ask about her?
You're having an affair
with Asra, aren't you?
What? No.
- No? Really?
- No. Really.
And What the heck kind
of police are you, anyhow, asking me
- a question like that?
- Sorry, my mistake.
- Are you business partners?
- She's my accounts manager.
- Okay. Now I understand.
- Understand what?
Doesn't matter. Do you
know where her keys are?
I can't find 'em.
They're not in here.
I couldn't find them.
I wanted to move her car.
Not to worry.
I'm sure they'll show up.
What is it you do
for a living, exactly?
I develop real estate.
It's a tough market.
Tell me about it. But I'm confident *(๋๋ ๊ฐ์ ๊ฒฝํ์ ํด ๋ด์) ๋ฌด์จ ๋ง์ธ์ง ์ ์๋ค
that it'll turn around soon. *(์์ฅ·๊ฒฝ์ ๋ฐ์๊ฐ) ํ๋ณต[ํธ์ ]๋๋ค; [๊ฒฝ์ ๋ฐ์]๋ฅผ ํธ์ ์ํค๋ค
- And did Scarlett work with you?
- No, she was the artistic type.
She made jewelry.
That was her thing.
Made a pretty good business
out of it, in fact...
Selling to friends and neighbors.
Well, What kind of jewelry was it?
Was it expensive stuff?
No. Just trinkets, really... *๊ฐ์ผ[์์ง๊ตฌ๋ ํ] ์ฅ์ ๊ตฌ
earrings, bracelets...
Can we see some?
Sure.
That's very nice.
Was there any particular
reason for the party last night?
Scarlett's idea.
She thought it was necessary to
let people know we're doing fine.
And we are... Doing fine.
Did anybody at the party
behave in an unusual manner?
- Any odd incidents?
- No.
And you knew everybody
at the party personally?
Yes, good friends.
- We're gonna need a list.
- Sure.
From the country club, mostly.
Scarlett was elected chair of
her women's committee there.
It's a big deal in this
community, very prestigious.
I was so proud of her, but it meant
she had to spend a lot more time at...
at the club.
Oscar. Stop.
Please.
Pardon me. Are we done here?
No, that's all for now. We'll be
in touch if we need anything else.
Very nice.
#
What's your deal with Asra Hadami?
Well, You saw the dinner theater
way in which she hugged Victor. ๋น
ํฐ๋ฅผ ์์ ๋ ๊ณผ์ฅ๋ ํ๋ ๋ดค์ฃ ?
She's deceiving him.
I thought it was a love
affair gone awry, but it isn't. *(๊ณํ ๋ฑ์ด) ๋น๋๊ฐ[์๋ง์ด ๋]
It's something else.
She's probably stealing from him.
I'll have Van pelt pull her
financials at the same time
she pulls the Marquesas.
You know, we should go take
a look at this country club.
Yeah, talk to the women's committee
she chairs. Bring Rigsby with you.
#
Someone here knows the truth.
And how so?
Well, Poison and a message in lipstick
says this murder was
done by a woman.
And women have no
secrets from other women.
Well, unless it was a cunning
man posing as a woman.
- What, you think?
- No.
<i>Semifinal pairs, players 23 and 45</i>
<i>to court one now, please.
23 and 45 to court one.</i>
Good morning, ma'am.
California bureau of investigation.
- I'm detective Rigsby. This is Jane.
- Hi, Heather. Nice to meet you.
Everyone's been expecting you.
Poor Scarlett. It's terrible.
How can I help you?
We'd like to start by talking to
members of the women's committee.
Sure thing.
Perhaps we'd gather
them more discreetly?
Everyone will know
in minutes, anyhow.
<i>Jackie, Patience, Mandy,</i>
<i>the police are here, and they want
to talk to us about Scarlett's murder.</i>
<i>Come to the Rose courtyard.</i>
<i>And, everybody,
the silent auction closes</i>
<i>shortly, so get
those bids in now, folks.</i> *๊ทธ๋ฌ๋ ์ง๊ธ ์
์ฐฐ์ ์์ํ์ธ์, ์ฌ๋ฌ๋ถ *bids ๊ฒฝ๋งค์
์ฐฐ
I'll show you the way.
I love a silent auction. *์
์ฐฐ์ ๊ฒฝ๋งค
#
So let's start with some names.
Patience Broadbent...
Mandy Riljek you've met.
Jackie Shaper.
Thank god you're here.
You're gonna find
this maniac, won't you?
We'll try. Were you
all at Scarlett's party?
Yes.
We all have to go to the
chairwoman's parties. It's a rule.
The chairwoman is a
prestigious position, isn't it?
Yes, it is.
She would make her fair
share of enemies, I'd expect. *have one's fair share of~ ์ข์ง ์์ ๊ฒ์ ์๋นํ ๋ง์ด ๊ฐ์ง๋ค
You could say that. ๊ทธ๋ ๋ค๊ณ ํ ์ ์์ฃ
If you have
something to say, say it.
Speak your mind, bitch.
Okay. You want it all out there?
He asked about enemies,
and that's what you were.
She hated Scarlett
because she wanted to be chair,
and Scarlett whipped *์ฑ์ฐ์งํ๋ค
her butt in the election.
- Schooled her, right, Mandy? *ํ๋ จ[๋จ๋ จ]์ํค๋ค; (์ฌ๊ท๋๋ช
์ฌ๋ฅผ ๋ชฉ์ ์ด๋ก ์จ์) ์ตํ๋ค[๊ธฐ๋ฅด๋ค]
- I'm not getting into this one. *(ํน์ ํ ์ํ์) ์ฒํ๋ค[์ฒํ๊ฒ ๋ง๋ค๋ค]
Right. I missed out on scoring *(์ฑ๊ณต ๋ฑ์) ๊ฑฐ๋๋ค[์ฐจ์งํ๋ค]
the private office with all that cool
stationery with my name on it. So...
I killed her.
Have you any idea how
idiotic you sound?
- You're the idiot.
- Tell you what. It's probably best
if we conduct interviews
with each of you separately.
You're always
so jealous of everybody.
#
Do you remember anything odd
happening the night of the party?
I don't know. It was just the
usual Mojitos and Chitchat, but...
But what?
I don't know
if I should tell you this, but
I saw Scarlett
arguing with Asra Hadami.
It looked kind of angry.
Some say something more
than business might be going
on between
Asra Hadami and Victor Marquesa.
I don't know if that's true, and
I don't really follow the gossip.
Who does?
We're told you're the
gossip queen around here.
People tell me things.
So...
Who's having an
affair with Victor Marquesa?
I don't know. Who? Tell.
Asra Hadami?
- That's a funny idea?
- No, it's just...
No.
Victor and Asra are good
friends, nothing more.
- Asra had nothing to do with this.
- No?
What's the general
opinion? Who did this?
- My guess?
- Yeah.
Victor.
What makes you think that?
Nothing, really. I mean,
Victor's a nice guy,
but that's
who kills women, isn't it?
Their husbands, 90% of the time.
70%, I think.
He's right.
#
That was some great play.
You could maybe do
a little more topspin on your returns,
but it was a very nice play.
The answers are yes, I disliked
her, no, I didn't kill her.
You hate to lose, don't you?
Yes, unlike all those
many people that love it.
- I'm in the semifinals, for god sake.
- Yeah. Oh, of course.
- Good luck with that.
- Yeah, I have to go.
I have another match
in half an hour, and that
toxic dwarf, Mandy Riljek,
Is trying to outbid me *(๊ฒฝ๋งค ๋ฑ์์ ๋จ๋ณด๋ค) ๋ ๋น์ผ ๊ฐ์ ๋ถ๋ฅด๋ค[์ ์ํ๋ค]
in the silent auction.
What she needs two romantic nights
for at the cliffside?
I don't know.
So I'll save us all some time and ์๊ฐ๋ ์๋ ๊ฒธ
tell you who did this, if you like.
I'd like that very much.
Asra Hadami.
Really? Why?
She's having an affair with Victor.
How do you know that?
I just have an eye for that stuff.
Asra must have killed Scarlett so
that she could have Victor for herself.
Don't know why. If you
ask me, he's a loser.
Well, thank you.
By the way, if you disliked
Scarlett Marquesa so much, why are
you wearing earrings that she made?
She makes good earrings.
It's nice to meet you.
Nice meeting you, too.
#
- You two were close, weren't you?
- We were very close.
Being her deputy in the women's
committee, we spoke every day.
Did you notice anything, different,
about, your conversations?
She talked a lot about moving away.
She was so tired of
keeping up at all costs. *at all costs ์ด๋ค ํฌ์์ ์น๋ฅด๋๋ผ๋, ๊ธฐ์ด์ฝ
At all costs? ๋๊ฐ์?
- Just working so hard.
- Do you have a key for this?
Oh, no. Only Scarlett has a key.
This is the chairwoman's office,
and that's the chairwoman's safe.
That makes sense.
I don't know anything about that.
Scarlett's keys are
missing. That's interesting.
#
We need to get that safe open.
We're gonna need a search warrant for that.
I'm on it.
Did you get anything
from Scarlett's friends?
Well, everybody has
a different theory.
They're all hiding
something. I don't know what.
Did you hear anything from forensics
about the lipstick on the napkin?
Not yet. They're jammed *jam up ํผ์กํ๊ฒ ํ๋ค, ๋ฐ์ง์ํค๋ค
up, as usual. Budget cuts. ๋ ๊ทธ๋ ๋ฏ ์์๊ฐ ๋ฐ๋ ธ์ด์. ์์ฐ ํ์ด์ฃ *budget cut ์์ฐ์ญ๊ฐ
Boss, I just now got access
to Asra Hadami's financials.
She cleared out her bank
accounts this morning.
Checking, savings took *checking ๋น์ข์๊ธ(๊ณ์ข) *savings ๋ณดํต์๊ธ(๊ณ์ข)
out about $125,000 in cash.
Going on the run maybe? ๋์ฃผํ ์๊ฐ์ธ๊ฐ?
She didn't happen to buy any *๊ณต๊ต๋กญ๊ฒ
rat poison recently, did she?
That would be nice, but
no. No record of it.
That was the Marsante
security patrol calling.
They just found Hadami's
house empty. She's gone.
Great. A fugitive. *๋๋ง์, ํ์ฃผ์
I know where she is.
# Cliffside Inn
CBI!
Boss? I've been here nearly
six months now, half a year.
What do you want? Half a cake?
I want to take lead
on this interview.
Okay.
- Okay?
- Yeah. Sure.
Thanks, boss.
#
Why were you running, Miss Hadami?
No reason. Stress. I need space.
Nothing to do with the argument
you had with Scarlett Marquesa
the night she died?
I didn't have an argument with her.
We hear differently.
No argument.
I swear, I didn't kill
her. This is absurd.
No more absurd than *๋ ํฐ๋ฌด๋ ์๋ ๊ฒ์ ์์ด
you clearing out your accounts
and abandoning
your home for no reason.
Maybe I need a lawyer.
Say the word.
What he'll tell you... if you're
not involved in the murder...
Best speak up.
I ran because I knew
the murder would
expose some issues
that I would like to keep private.
Such as your relationship
with Mandy Riljek?
Exactly. News like
that could be ruinous.
True, but not the kind of thing
you abandon your house for.
You said "issues." What
are the other issues?
I didn't wanna have to
look Victor in the face.
And tell him
I'd helped run everything
he worked so hard
for into the ground. *run sth into the ground (ํ๋ ์ผ ๋ฐ์์์)[๋จ]์ ๋
น์ด๊ฐ ๋๊ฒ ํ๋ค; (์ง๋์น๊ฒ ์จ์)[๋ฌผ๊ฑด]์ ๋ชป ์ฐ๊ฒ ๋ง๋ค๋ค
How did you help do that?
I borrowed money from the
company's cash reserve.
How much?
- A little over half a million.
- And where did it go?
I made some poor investment
choices that I had to cover quickly.
- So you stole...
- I borrowed from the reserve.
I skimmed the money from *(๋์ ์ด๋ ์ ๋์ ๊ธฐ๊ฐ์ ๊ฑธ์ณ) ์กฐ๊ธ์ฉ ํ์น๋ค[๋นผ๋๋ฆฌ๋ค]
each development deal that
should have gone into the
company's reserve account as backup.
We were making so many deals.
I knew I'd get it back
before it would matter.
But then the deals
and the funding dried up, and suddenly,
that reserve became very important.
I sold anything I could get
my hands on to cover the money. *get one's hand on <ํ์ํ ๊ฒ์> ์์ ๋ฃ๋ค
#
Take a seat.
Why am I even here?
I've done nothing wrong.
Be with you in just one moment.
Please.
Well, you were found in a
compromising position *๋ฏ ๋จ๊ฑฐ์ด, ๋จ๋ถ๋๋ฌ์ด
with a murder suspect.
How did you know how
to find us anyway?
You been spying on me?
Well, You outbid patience for a romantic
weekend, and your husband Jim's away.
And you laughed at the idea
of Victor and Asra as lovers.
Nobody knows I'm here, right?
If this gets out,
it'll be a huge scandal.
- Nobody knows you're here.
- Sign this, and you're good to go.
Judge's Clerk says
we won't get a search
warrant for Scarlett's safe
until tomorrow morning.
Then we'll go in and
tear the place apart.
Sorry.
You didn't hear that.
It's confidential.
Confidential? Oh, of course.
No, seriously.
Don't tell anyone, okay?
- I understand. May I leave now?
- Yeah, please.
Not bad.
Your delivery was a bit wooden. ๋์ฌ ์ฒ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ ์ด์ํ์ง๋ง
Wooden? Me? * (ํ์ ·๊ฐ์ ·์์ง์์ด) ๊ฒฝ์ง๋[๋ปฃ๋ปฃํ/๋ฑ๋ฑํ] (=stiff)
Yeah, and you're Marlon Brando.
#
I can't believe it.
Asra's been with me
for over five years.
I mean, she was with
me in the trenches. *๋ฏธ๊ตญ·์์ด (์ด๋ ค์ด ์ํฉ ๋ฐ์์) ์ ๋ฉด์ ์์, ์์ค์์
I can't believe this.
After going over your accounts,
we had a couple of questions.
Sure.
You've talked about cash
crises in your business,
But regular cash deposits were
made to your personal accounts, *ํ์ง๋ง ์ ๊ธฐ์ ์ผ๋ก ๋น์ ์ ๊ฐ์ธ ๊ณ์ข์ ํ๊ธ์ด ์
๊ธ๋์ต๋๋ค
somewhere upwards of $5,000. *...์ ์ด์
Scarlett's deposits.
Oscar, come get your lunch.
Those are some pretty hefty deposits
for somebody not really working.
Where'd the money come from?
Her jewelry business.
I thought you said it
was a small side business.
Well, it was, but
recently her pieces
were getting a lot of interest,
And apparently, she made a
deal with a couple of boutiques.
- Do you know which ones?
- I never asked.
Without her money, you would
have fallen behind months ago. *์ง๋ถํ์ง ๋ชปํ๋ค. (=lag, fail to pay.)
I know all too well it was my wife
who had to save our butts recently.
- Dad?
- What's the matter?
You made it wrong.
Mommy never puts all
this stuff in it.
- She knows I like it plain.
- Can we make a compromise, buddy? *ํํํ๋ค
I need to talk to
these nice police ladies.
Now I'll make it better
next time. I promise.
Now would you please
just eat the sandwich?
- Sorry about that.
- It's not a problem.
According to your wife's phone
records, she traded a lot of calls
with several disposable cell phones.
Well, I don't know who she
would have been talking to.
In her day planner
she had a regular weekly
date noted down
with an address in Marysville.
She had one scheduled
for later today.
- Do you know anything bout that.
- No, I don't know what that's about,
But I know she used
to go to Marysville
a lot for the antique jewelry
markets and stuff.
Excuse me.
- Lisbon.
<i>- Results on the lipstick.</i>
No traces of DNA were found,
but the color, "tongue in cheek,".
Is a limited edition, sold
only in a few high-end stores.
Tongue in cheek... that's cute.
Look, secure access *๊ฒฉ์ (ํนํ ํ๋ค๊ฒ) ์ป์ด ๋ด๋ค, ํ๋[ํ๋ณด]ํ๋ค
to each of the stores receipt
records so we can
search through them.
<i>Then I want you to meet us at</i>
65434 East boulevard. * (Abbr.) Blvd.. ๋๋ก(ํํ ๊ฑฐ๋ฆฌ ์ด๋ฆ์ ์ฐ์)
<i>- It's in Marysville.</i>
- On my way.
#
I'll...
I'll catch up to you. ๋ ๋์ค์ ๊ฐ๊ฒ์
Hi.
Hey.
Who's winning?
Oh, I don't know. I don't
follow the play, to be honest.
Yeah, it's kind of silly, isn't it?
Everybody's so serious over a game.
Exactly. Like it matters
who wins a stupid trophy.
I guess people feel
they need a purpose.
Yeah, well, my purpose died
this year at the age of 16.
I'm sorry. Boy or girl?
Girl.
High as a kite
with one of her friends.
She wrapped her car around a tree. ์ฐจ๊ฐ ๋๋ฌด๋ก ๋์ง ํ๋๋ฐ *wrap one's car around ...์ ์ฐจ๋ฅผ ๋ถ๋ช๋ค
Friend got away without
a scratch, thank god.
What was her name?
Rachel.
Once you lose a child,
all this striving seems
- kinda ridiculous, you know?
- Yeah. Unfortunately, I do.
Why not leave it all *leave it all behind ๋ค ์์ด๋ฒ๋ฆฌ์ธ์
behind? Just go away?
I can't afford to leave.
I have negative equity on my house. *์ญ์์ฐ(๋ด๋ณด๋ฅผ ์กํ ์ฃผํ์ ๊ฐ๊ฒฉ์ด ๊ฐ์์ผ ํ ๋์ถ๊ธ ์ก์๋ณด๋ค ๋ฎ์ ์ํฉ)
Oh, nice play, Karen!
Besides, these are my
friends. This is all I have.
# Marysville, CA
So much for jewelry.
According to Scarlett's
planner, the meeting's here.
Let's see if we can
spot the contact.
I don't know. Maybe we'll get lucky.
Hi, guys.
What are you doing?
Nothing.
Hey!
- What the hell are you doing, man?
- Hands behind your back.
Let's go. Get up. Get up.
This way.
#
I should have brought some snacks.
I don't see this working in a hurry.
You shouldn't go hungry long.
Mandy's news will
have spread quickly.
Everyone knows that tomorrow,
the safe will be opened.
It's now or never for *์ง๊ธ์ด ์๋๋ฉด ์ ๋ ๋ชปํ๋ค[์ง๊ธ์ด ์ ์ผํ ๊ธฐํ์ด๋ค]
whoever took Scarlett's keys.
#
Hey, easy there.
That is antique Mexican silver.
Maybe next time you'll think before
trying to outrun an officer of the law. ๋ค์ ๋ฒ์ ๊ฒ๋ฌธ์ ํผํด ๋๋ง์น ์๊ฐ์ ํ์ง๋ง
I'm assuming this isn't candy.
Why were you meeting
Scarlett Marquesa?
So we could exchange beauty secrets.
- You mind if I smoke?
- Yeah, I do.
- Van pelt, what do you got?
- Wardell Suggs, aka "Digger". *…๋ผ๊ณ ๋ ์๋ ค์ง(also known as)
He's been arrested
for several counts of petty theft,
fraud and assault.
- That's very impressive.
- It could be better.
Why were you meeting Scarlett?
- What'd she tell you about me?
- Nothing. She's dead.
I didn't have
anything to do with that.
Hey, boss, come take a look.
Would you look at that?
The mother lode. *(๊ด๋ฌผ์ด ์์ฃผ ํ๋ถํ) ์ฃผ๋งฅ(ไธป่)
Let's talk, huh?
The hell, I got a strike to give. ์์์ด์, ๋ค ๋ถ๊ฒ์ *์คํธ๋ผ์ดํฌ๊ฐ ๋๋ค
Scarlett was one of
my biggest customers.
Painkillers, tranquilizers,
diet pills... by the hundreds. *๋ช๋ฐฑ์ด๋, ๋ง์ด
Scarlett was dealing
prescription drugs?
Yep.
- Where did you two meet?
- Swap meet. *์ค๊ณ ํ ์์ฅ, (์์ฅํ ๋ฑ์) ๊ตํ ๋ชจ์
She was trying to sell
that god-awful jewelry.
She looked desperate, so I told her
there's easier ways to make money.
- Were you doing a deal tonight?
- Supposed to.
Lately, I've been having to listen
to her yammer about quitting. *๋ถํ, ํฌ๋๊ฑฐ๋ฆผ
Then she'd buy some bag, saying
this is the last time she's doing it.
- Of course she'd always come back.
- She was gonna quit?
Yep.
A matter of fact,
last couple of weeks, I've been
getting calls from another girl,
Saying Scarlett gave her my info.
Same prissy kind of voice. * ๋น๊ฒฉ์ ๋ชป๋ง๋
ํจ ์ง๋์น๊ฒ ์์ [์ ์] ๋นผ๋ (=prudish)
Chick said she'd be interested
in setting up her own situation
when Scarlett quit.
Does this chick have a name?
You know, I'm not big on names at ์ด๋ฆ์ ๋ชจ๋ฅด์ง๋ง
first, but I do have her number.
Why don't you give her a call?
#
Digger, why are you calling me now?
In your own time, man, if *์์ ์ด ์ค๋น๊ฐ ๋๋ฉด[๋๊ฐ ๋๋ฉด]
you'd like to take a seat.
Thank you so much, ma'am.
How did you come to have
Scarlett Marquesa's keys?
I took them when I went to
offer my condolences to Victor.
Naughty I know, but I couldn't wait. *๋น๊ฒฉ์ ํํ ์ ๋จธ ์ฝ๊ฐ ๋ฌด๋กํ, ์ธ์ค์ ์ธ (=risqué)
It's not naughty. It's a felony.
You wanted to get your
hands on her pill supply. *get one's hand on <ํ์ํ ๊ฒ์> ์์ ๋ฃ๋ค
Nonsense.
I opened that safe
out of idle curiosity. *๋๋ ทํ ๋ชฉ์ [ํจ๊ณผ/์ธ๋ชจ]์ด ์๋
*idle curiosity ์ธ๋ฐ์๋ ํธ๊ธฐ์ฌ
I had no idea there
were any pills in there.
I simply wanted to measure
the windows for new drapes. *์ปคํผ
I'll be the next chair
of the committee.
Then why not wait
till it's official?
Am I here because of keys?
Explain the nature of your
relationship with Wardell Suggs.
Who?
Digger?
- I liked his jewelry.
- Okay.
Were you aware that
Scarlett Marquesa was selling
illegal prescription drugs
in the Villa Marsante estates?
<i>Who didn't know?</i>
Well,
<i>except for you all.</i>
<i>If everyone knew, then why
didn't anyone come forth?</i>
And risked being ostracized or *๊ฒฉ์ (์ฌ๋์) ์ธ๋ฉดํ๋ค[๋ฐฐ์ฒํ๋ค] (=shun)
caught up in the vulgarity of it all? ์๋ฐ๋นํ๊ฑฐ๋ ๋ฐฐ์ ์๋ก ๋์ธ์ฐํ ํ
๋ฐ์
*vulgarity ์์ค๋ฌ์, ์๋๋ฌผ
Not likely.
She was doing a booming business,
and you wanted to be part of it,
maybe a little too much. *์ด์ฉ๋ฉด ์ข ์ง๋์น ์ง๋ ๋ชฐ๋ผ์
So I killed her? Please.
Hello. She was a drug dealer.
The people she dealt with must
have done her in... other dealers. ๊ทธ๋
๊ฐ ๊ฑฐ๋ํ๋ ๊ณณ์ด๋ ๋ค๋ฅธ ๋ง์ฝ์์ ์ง์ด๊ฒ ์ฃ
Or a highly capable rival straight *์ ๋ฅํ (=skilled, competent), (↔incapable)
in the middle of her own community?
You have found no drugs or
poison on me or in my home.
The keys were taken
after she was killed,
and I only opened
that safe out of idle curiosity.
You taped together
your whole theory with a couple
of random conversations
I've had with a drug dealer.
Does that about sum it up? *๊ทธ๊ฒ์ด ๋๋ต ๊ทธ๊ฑธ ํ์
ํ๋ ๊ฑด๊ฐ์?
Well, When she puts it like
that, it does seem pretty thin.
Yeah. She's a piece of work, isn't she?
We're gonna have to
cut her loose for now,
but I think some discreet
surveillance might help our cause.
#
If you were thinking of trying
that on, don't. Not your shade.
What do you think about older women?
Where is this coming from?
I don't think about older women.
- My mother's an older woman.
- Not old old, just older, you know?
Older than you.
Why you asking?
You're not trying to set
me up with somebody, are you? *set A up with B A์๊ฒ B๋ฅผ ์๊ฐ์์ผ ์ฃผ๋ค
It turns out.
If you look at the available
scientific evidence on the internet...
and they've got less hang-ups
they like themselves way more
than younger women,
and they're at their sexual peak.
I mean, that's what the
research says anyhow. *์ด์จ๋ ๊ทธ๊ฒ์ด ์ฐ๊ตฌ๊ฐ ๋งํ๋ ๊ฒ์ด๋ค
What the hell happened to
you at that country club?
Nothing. I'm just saying
that... Oh, no. She spotted us. ์ฐ๋ฆด ๋ดค์ด
Afternoon, boys.
I was making myself a panini and
thought I'd bring you some, too.
Thanks, ma'am.
And just so you know, I am *๊ทธ๋ฅ ๋งํ์๋ฉด, ์ฐธ๊ณ ๋ก ๋งํ์๋ฉด
headed to the club for a massage,
So you don't need
to follow too close.
Relax. Have a bite to eat
first. I'll see you there.
Yes, ma'am.
"Yes, ma'am, thank you, ma'am."
What is wrong with you?
- Well, she surprised me.
- What's in the sandwiches?
Well, it's a panini,
if you don't mind.
- It's, ham and cheese.
- Yeah, who knows what else? ๋ ๋ญ ๋ฃ์์๊น
#
Oh God!
Drugs?
I can't believe it.
Using jewelry sales as a cover,
your wife was dealing
prescription drugs...
painkillers mostly.
Speed, diet pills. *๋น๊ฒฉ์ ๊ฐ์ฑ์ (๋ง์ฝ)
Some of them were coming
in from Mexico, other
ones were stolen from pharmacies.
You seem genuinely surprised.
A lot of people
- around here knew about her.
- I had no idea.
You don't think I had
something to do with this?
She was moving an
awful lot of inventory.
I had nothing to do with this.
How could you have not known she was
medicating half *medicate (ํนํ ํ๋์ ์กฐ์ ํ ์ ์๋) ์ฝ์ ํฌ์ฌํ๋ค
the women in the neighborhood?
She lied to me.
Maybe she was just trying
to protect me from the shame.
Or maybe it was easier
just to turn a blind eye, *to ignore a problem instead of dealing with it
as long as the money was coming in.
No. If I had known she was doing
this, I would have tried to stop her.
- I'm Patrick.
- Oscar.
You want to talk, Oscar?
Pretty heavy stuff going on, right?
Yeah.
I'm sorry about your mom.
Me, too.
My dad is sad because you
guys can't find who did it.
But I don't mind about that.
I just want her back.
She can't come back.
You know that, don't you?
I know that. I'm 9.
I will never see her
again until I'm dead, too.
Then I'll go stay
with her in heaven.
Well, that sounds good.
But you know what I noticed
you're really good
at that could help you right now?
What?
Make-believe. *(์์ด๋ค ๋์ด ๋ฑ์์) ์ฌ์ค[๋ค๋ฅธ ์ฌ๋]์ธ ๊ฒ์ฒ๋ผ ์์ํ๊ธฐ
Yeah.
- I am.
- You are very good at it.
A master like you, you
wanted to talk to your mom,
You could make-believe
she was here and do whatever
you like. I do it all the time.
- You talk to my mom?
- No, not your mom. I talk to my wife.
- She's dead?
- Yeah. Yeah.
But I talk to her all the time.
You should try it. It's very good.
- I guess.
- Well, whatever.
This is cool.
You any good with this sword?
I'm okay.
Oh, really?
I got you!
Please. Mercy. Mercy.
Fair maiden. D'Artagnan, *์๋ฆ๋ค์ด ์๊ฐ์จ
I have to go. Good-bye.
#
Spa stuff takes forever.
How long can a massage be?
No, they do all sorts of things
to you besides a massage
facials, waxing, mud.
- How do you know so much?
- I bought a certificate for my mom.
Wayne. You're back again. How nice.
Hi, Mrs. Shaper.
Now you know,
you must call me Jackie.
And it's "Ms.," not "Mrs." Divorced.
Sorry... Jackie.
He was a good man,
but weak, essentially. *๊ทผ๋ณธ[๊ธฐ๋ณธ/๋ณธ์ง]์ ์ผ๋ก (=basically, fundamentally)
He just couldn't see wait.
What are you wearing on your lips?
- Excuse me?
- The color. What... what color is this?
Tongue in cheek. You like it?
Where did you get it?
- I bought it at the boutique in town. *์ํ์ (๊ฐ๋น์ผ ์ท์ด๋ ์ ๋ฌผ๋ฅ๋ฅผ ํ๋ ์์ ๊ฐ๊ฒ)
- How long have you been
- wearing this shade?
- I just bought it today.
I saw it on Patience
Broadbent at Scarlett's party.
I just had to have it.
It's a crazy price,
but what the heck?
You're positive that *positive (๋ฌด์์ด ์ณ๊ฑฐ๋ ์ฌ์ค์์ ์ ์ ์ผ๋ก) ํ์ ํ๋
it's tongue in cheek?
I have it right here.
And you definitely saw patience wearing
it first at Scarlett Marquesa's party?
Is that a pickup line? *(์ฌ์๋ฅผ) ์ ํนํ๋[๊ผฌ์๋] ๋ง.
#
- No detectable prints on the knife.
- Surveillance tapes?
The spa didn't believe in them.
Something to do with disturbing the chi. ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ํ๋ฆฐ๋ค๋ฉด์์
I don't get it. Why
kill patience? Why now?
Perhaps it was part
of the plan all along. *๋ด๋ด
No, this was hasty. Patience *์๋๋ฅธ[์ฑ๊ธํ](ํนํ ์ข์ง ๋ชปํ ๊ฒฐ๊ณผ๋ฅผ ์ด๋ํจ์ ๋ํ๋), (=hurried)
became the new target.
Revenge for Scarlett's death?
Victor was quick to anger.
Rigsby, find out Victor
Marquesa's recent whereabouts.
- Yes, boss.
- It could have been someone else.
The competition wiping out the *wipe sth out ~์ ์์ ํ ํ๊ดดํ๋ค[์์ ๋ฒ๋ฆฌ๋ค]
dealer and her heir apparent or... *๋ฒ์ ์ถ์ ์์์ธ
Or what?
Victor does fit nicely, doesn't he?
Yeah.
#
Can you believe that
patience got stabbed?
It's like a mafia hit. *ํญ๋ ฅ ๋ฒ์ฃ; ์ดํด
I'm never going in that spa
again, I will tell you that.
Tragic set of events.
I didn't see it coming. ์์ ๋ชป ํ์ต๋๋ค
So what do you think? This
is some kind of drug war?
Could be,
but stabbings are
usually crimes of passion.
This is, this is very personal.
So what's next?
CBI are already putting
the pieces together.
In fact... never mind.
What?
No, I shouldn't talk about it
'cause it's still an ongoing case.
You know, you can't just leave
something like that hanging.
Well, I'm sorry, you know, but I
will get myself in a lot of trouble.
Oh, come on, girls.
All right, listen.
Can you promise me that this
will just stay between us?
Yes. Yes, of course.
- You promise?
- I promise.
Okay, we're going
after Victor Marquesa.
Victor? Oh, I don't believe it. He
doesn't even look like the type.
On what grounds?
We think that he killed patience out
of revenge for the murder of his wife.
But you said there was no
proof patience was guilty.
I guess Victor didn't want
to wait around for proof.
What's gonna happen to Oscar?
Mother murdered, now dad's a murderer.
Once they arrest the father,
he'll be placed in foster care. *์์…, ์…, ์ํ…
How dreadful. * ๋์ฐํ, ์ง๋
ํ
- That poor child.
- It is.
#
I guess they couldn't
keep the secret.
Guess they can't. *์๋๋๋ด์
Let's do it.
- It's gonna be all right, son.
- Dad!
- I promise.
- No!
- It's gonna be okay.
- Where are you going?
- Don't worry! I'll be right back!
- No! Dad!
It's OK.
Come back! No! No, no.
Stop, stop, stop.
You have to stop this.
No. No, we can't. This
is justice being served.
How can you say that? Look what
you're putting that boy through.
He'll forget eventually. It's fine.
- No, he won't. No. No, it's not.
- It's fine. Why?
Because I did it! I killed them.
I killed them both.
Oh, god.
#
I first suspected
it was you because it seemed that
everybody else at the club wore
some of Scarlett's jewelry,
But not you.
That's it? Jewelry?
The more we talked, the more
I felt your pain and anger.
Losing your daughter
has unhinged you. *unhinge ๋ฏธ์น๊ฒ[์ ์ ์ด์์ด ๋๊ฒ] ๋ง๋ค๋ค
Unhinged? *๋ถ์์ ํ, ํํธ๋ฌ์ง, ํผ๋ํ
Yeah, I suppose it has.
My daughter...
Rachel.
She loved to dance.
Didn't matter what kind of music
either, a toe would start tapping and...
She was just so full of life.
She had taken several painkillers with
alcohol before she got behind the wheel. *์ด์ ํ๋ค
One of her
neighborhood friends got them
from her mother
who got them from Scarlett.
I understand your anger.
It was like they ripped
my soul out clean.
But the rest of the world
just kept moving right along.
It was like I was the only one
who remembered what happened.
So when I... saw her
flitting about town, *(๊ฐ๋ณ๊ฒ) ๋์๋ค๋๋ค, ํ ์ค์น๋ค[์ง๋๊ฐ๋ค]
selling her pills without
a care in the world, ์ธ์์ ์๋ฌด ๊ฑฑ์ ์์ด ์ฝ์ ํ์์
still hosting parties at her house,
happily dancing
around without a stitch
of the misery
I was carrying, I snapped.
I killed her.
I didn't want any other person
to have to experience what I did.
And patience?
She told everyone at
the club not to worry.
She was gonna take over Scarlett's
business and keep the pills coming,
Like nothing had happened, like
no lessons had been learned.
I had to finish what I started.
I had to.
I'll get this transcribed *(๋ฐ์ดํฐ๋ฅผ ๋ค๋ฅธ ๊ธฐ๋ก ํํ๋ก) ๋ฐ๊พธ๋ค[์ฎ๊ธฐ๋ค]
for you to sign.
Now that it's done,
does it feel better?
It doesn't change a thing.
- Agent Lisbon.
- Mr. Marquesa, hi.
I want to thank you and your team.
Although, I must admit, that whole
scene in front of the house...
It was make-believe, dad.
Sorry. The make-believe was a bit
unorthodox and unpleasant, *์ ํต์ ์ด ์๋, ํน์ดํ (→heterodox), (↔orthodox)
But I'm sure you all
know what you're doing.
Most of the time.
I want to apologize if
we were tough on you.
No, it's what I needed to hear.
We're moving out of Villa Marsante
and headed back to my hometown.
My son and I have a lot
of catching up to do.
- Take care.
- Thanks.
Mr. Jane.
- Thank you.
- Oh, it's nothing. Forget about it.
Take care. Good luck. Bye.
Another minute, and I
would have missed 'em. 1๋ถ ์ฐจ์ด๋ก ๋ง์ฃผ์ณ๋ฒ๋ ธ๋ค์
I do hate it
when people say thank you.
- Why?
- He likes to play the lone ranger. *[the ~] ๋ก ๋ ์ธ์ ((๋ฏธ๊ตญ TV·์ํ ๋ฑ์ ์๋ถ๊ทน์ ์ฃผ์ธ๊ณต))
"Who was that masked man? I
never got a chance to thank him."
Exactly.
I don't want to alarm you,
but your friend Jackie has just
walked in behind you,
and she is looking fierce.
Oh, I know.
I asked her out to dinner.
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