1303大厦 Apartment 1303 3D(2012)【完整台词】
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I don't know what happened to ypur sister,
but it was the same thing.
Two days after moving in,
she died falling from the balcony.
Now, as far as we can figure out,
these women never met.
They didn't know each other.
They had nothing common,
except for this apartment.
And apartments don't kill people.
People kill people.
Why didn't anybody tell us
this after Janet died?
I suppose we should have done that.
There are no more active cases going on
with any of these suicides.
My sister wouldn't commit suicide.
- Ms. Slate, are you taking drugs?
- What?
- Any kind of drugs?
- No, why would you say that?
- Didn't ypu say there was a fourth person?
- Yes. She was the first one.
And it was a clear case of homicide-suicide.
There we go. Mary Logan,
respect school teacher,
because of some parent-teacher dispute,
lost her job and soon thereafter
lost her house in a bitter divorce.
So Mary moved here with her daughter,
Jennifer, who was then 12 years old.
Mary became a drunk and a prostitute,
and Jennifer must have suffered
untold abuse for years.
And then on september 17th,
almost 20 years ago...
...neighbors reported a foul, awful
smell coming from this apartment.
And when the health department
came to investigate,
Jennifer jumped off the balcony
to her death.
The police found...
the decomposed body of
her mother...
hidden in a built in closet.
Now, are any of these names
familiar to you?
Are you kidding me?
Do you think I would have let my sister
move in here if I knew any of this?
No, I guess not.
I'll report your call as a home invasion.
But you didn't see anyone.
You're looking better now.
I should get back to the station
and end my shift.
Though 'd be glad to give
you a ride home.
No, that's okay.
Last thing I need is to be coming
home in a cop car at 5:00 a. m.
I live with my mother.
Take care, Ms. Slate.
"Suicide investigation. "
I though I might find you here.
Hey, look, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to accuse you of...
The police keep saying it was a suicide, and
I just... I can't wrap my head around that.
My mom drove us nuts,
but not to that extent.
I don't think it was a suicide, either.
You don't?
That night, when I was leaving
the building, I heard a scream.
And I swear I saw someone wrestling
with Janet on the balcony.
I could have ben wrong.
I mean, it was just for a second,
and it was dark.
- Did you tell the police?
- YEah, of course I did.
They told me not to tell anyone.
And I just did.
Why did you leave her in
the middle of the night?
I'd rather wake up in my own bed.
That's what men say when
they're married. Are you?
Separated.
I have a boy.
- Did you care for her at all?
- Yeah, I did.
Look, our relationship was new.
We were just getting to know each other,
but I cared about her.
Janet was convinced that someone
had access to that apartment.
She told me she heard things.
She saw someone in there.
So I took a look around, and there
was nothing. Nobody, and...
There's no way to get into that apartment
unless you go in though the front door.
Yeah, well. I'm thinking of
keeping the place.
That's brave.
There was something weird
about that apartment.
It's not a good idea for you to
be there alone.
Look, I got to go.
Why don't you come by tonight?
We'll talk about it then.
Take off.
- Did Janet slate know you were a cop?
- No.
Did anypne know you were gonna
spend the night at apartment 1303.
No. What's with the questions?
Am I under investigation now?
Well, that judge on the fifth circuit
did give us access to your cellphone.
One of your text messages
the night Ms. Slate died was,
and I quote "Where the fuck are you?"
that was your wife, right?
Jesus christ.
Is it possible she followed you and
confortend Ms. Slate after you left?
No, she doesn't give a shit
what I do as long as
I get money for my son
every month, all right?
Are we done here?
Why'd you go see Lara Slate?
Were you following me?
- She's a person of interest.
- And why is that?
Why is that?
You said you saw two women
on the balcony right?
It's in your report.
You're gonna move in to
where your sister died?
Are you sick?
I've made up my mind.
- I'm moving out.
- All right.
Well, good luck with that.
You've mismanaged your life so far.
I cannot wait to see what happens next.
I won't come back tonight.
All right, all right.
What is it you want, Lara?
You want me to pay for that college
whatever the fuck it is.
I'll pay for it all right? You can stay
here till term starts, all right?
It's not gonna happen, mom.
I cannot be alone, all right?
I don't have anybody...
in between boyfriends, besides which.
You know, who's gonna drive me?
Want me to spend more money on drivers?
You probably should have thought
of that before you got a D.U.I.
I love you.
You're my baby.
And I don't want you to go.
You leave now!
Don't you ever fucking come back... Ever!
You think you've had enough?
It's cold in here.
I keep trying to close those doors,
and they don't shut.
You know, the little girl from.
Next door... She told me that a mother
and daughter lived in here
but it was the same thing.
Two days after moving in,
she died falling from the balcony.
Now, as far as we can figure out,
these women never met.
They didn't know each other.
They had nothing common,
except for this apartment.
And apartments don't kill people.
People kill people.
Why didn't anybody tell us
this after Janet died?
I suppose we should have done that.
There are no more active cases going on
with any of these suicides.
My sister wouldn't commit suicide.
- Ms. Slate, are you taking drugs?
- What?
- Any kind of drugs?
- No, why would you say that?
- Didn't ypu say there was a fourth person?
- Yes. She was the first one.
And it was a clear case of homicide-suicide.
There we go. Mary Logan,
respect school teacher,
because of some parent-teacher dispute,
lost her job and soon thereafter
lost her house in a bitter divorce.
So Mary moved here with her daughter,
Jennifer, who was then 12 years old.
Mary became a drunk and a prostitute,
and Jennifer must have suffered
untold abuse for years.
And then on september 17th,
almost 20 years ago...
...neighbors reported a foul, awful
smell coming from this apartment.
And when the health department
came to investigate,
Jennifer jumped off the balcony
to her death.
The police found...
the decomposed body of
her mother...
hidden in a built in closet.
Now, are any of these names
familiar to you?
Are you kidding me?
Do you think I would have let my sister
move in here if I knew any of this?
No, I guess not.
I'll report your call as a home invasion.
But you didn't see anyone.
You're looking better now.
I should get back to the station
and end my shift.
Though 'd be glad to give
you a ride home.
No, that's okay.
Last thing I need is to be coming
home in a cop car at 5:00 a. m.
I live with my mother.
Take care, Ms. Slate.
"Suicide investigation. "
I though I might find you here.
Hey, look, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to accuse you of...
The police keep saying it was a suicide, and
I just... I can't wrap my head around that.
My mom drove us nuts,
but not to that extent.
I don't think it was a suicide, either.
You don't?
That night, when I was leaving
the building, I heard a scream.
And I swear I saw someone wrestling
with Janet on the balcony.
I could have ben wrong.
I mean, it was just for a second,
and it was dark.
- Did you tell the police?
- YEah, of course I did.
They told me not to tell anyone.
And I just did.
Why did you leave her in
the middle of the night?
I'd rather wake up in my own bed.
That's what men say when
they're married. Are you?
Separated.
I have a boy.
- Did you care for her at all?
- Yeah, I did.
Look, our relationship was new.
We were just getting to know each other,
but I cared about her.
Janet was convinced that someone
had access to that apartment.
She told me she heard things.
She saw someone in there.
So I took a look around, and there
was nothing. Nobody, and...
There's no way to get into that apartment
unless you go in though the front door.
Yeah, well. I'm thinking of
keeping the place.
That's brave.
There was something weird
about that apartment.
It's not a good idea for you to
be there alone.
Look, I got to go.
Why don't you come by tonight?
We'll talk about it then.
Take off.
- Did Janet slate know you were a cop?
- No.
Did anypne know you were gonna
spend the night at apartment 1303.
No. What's with the questions?
Am I under investigation now?
Well, that judge on the fifth circuit
did give us access to your cellphone.
One of your text messages
the night Ms. Slate died was,
and I quote "Where the fuck are you?"
that was your wife, right?
Jesus christ.
Is it possible she followed you and
confortend Ms. Slate after you left?
No, she doesn't give a shit
what I do as long as
I get money for my son
every month, all right?
Are we done here?
Why'd you go see Lara Slate?
Were you following me?
- She's a person of interest.
- And why is that?
Why is that?
You said you saw two women
on the balcony right?
It's in your report.
You're gonna move in to
where your sister died?
Are you sick?
I've made up my mind.
- I'm moving out.
- All right.
Well, good luck with that.
You've mismanaged your life so far.
I cannot wait to see what happens next.
I won't come back tonight.
All right, all right.
What is it you want, Lara?
You want me to pay for that college
whatever the fuck it is.
I'll pay for it all right? You can stay
here till term starts, all right?
It's not gonna happen, mom.
I cannot be alone, all right?
I don't have anybody...
in between boyfriends, besides which.
You know, who's gonna drive me?
Want me to spend more money on drivers?
You probably should have thought
of that before you got a D.U.I.
I love you.
You're my baby.
And I don't want you to go.
You leave now!
Don't you ever fucking come back... Ever!
You think you've had enough?
It's cold in here.
I keep trying to close those doors,
and they don't shut.
You know, the little girl from.
Next door... She told me that a mother
and daughter lived in here
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