Download over 80'000'000 DVD movies!!!
Searh and Download Over 80 Million DVD Quality Movies!!!

Subtitles for Big Sleep The.

English Subtitles for DivX Movies.


Select one of the letters to view a proper section of titles list:

# A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z



Big Sleep The

Click here to download subtitles file for the movie "Big Sleep The"

Click here to download the movie "Big Sleep The"


Ads:

Ripped with SubRip 1.17 and Verified by CdinT|cdint@hotmail.com
I deliver perfection...|and don't brag about it! :D
{y:i}It was about 11 o'clock in the morning.|{y:i}I was wearing my dark blue suit...
{y:i}... with powder-blue shirt, tie|{y:i}and display handkerchief...
{y:i}... black brogues, black wool socks|{y:i}with dark blue clocks on them.
{y:i}I was neat, clean-shaven and sober.
{y:i}I was everything the well-dressed|{y:i}private detective ought to be.
{y:i}I was calling on ten million pounds.
I'm Philip Marlowe.|General Sternwood's expecting me.
Do come in please, sir.
Thank you.
If you'd wait here, sir,|I'll let the General know you're here.
- Tall, aren't you?|- I don't mean to be.
Handsome, too.
- What's your name?|- Reilly.
Doghouse Reilly.
- What do you do?|- I'm a detective.
American?
Yeah. I came over here during the war|and couldn't find my way home.
- Are you making fun of me?|- Now why would I do that?
You are tall...!
I like you.
- Hey, wait a minute!|- Ahem!
The General will see you now,|Mr Marlowe.
Whoo!
- Who was that?|- Miss Camilla Sternwood, sir.
You ought to start weaning her.|She looks old enough.
This way, sir.
In here, sir.
- This is Mr Marlowe, General.|- Sir.
You're looking at a rather|dull survival of a gaudy life.
A cripple...
...both legs paralysed.
And just half his lower belly.
- Brandy?|- Thank you.
I... I used to drink this with champagne.
So you know Inspector Carson?
Our paths cross now and then.
He recommended you.|He said you had...
...that American quality of insubordination.
- What do you know of "me"?|- Well, you're very rich.
Your wife died several years ago|and you moved to England.
You have two daughters -|very pretty, but... a trifle wild.
The older one married an Irishman|called Rusty Regan.
I'm very fond of Rusty.
Norris...
He was the breath of life to me|while he lasted.
- What happened to him?|- He went away.
He went away, a month ago.
Without even saying goodbye to me.
That hurt a little.
I'll be hearing from him one of these days.
Meanwhile, I'm being blackmailed again.
Two or three months before|Rusty came, about a year ago...
...I paid £5,000 to a man|by the name of Joe Brody...
...to leave my younger daughter|Camilla alone.
I met her in the hall.
Yes. I'm afraid my girls|have all the usual vices.
She tried to sit on my lap.|I was standing up at the time.
Uh, what about the, uh...|what about the note?
"On demand I promise to pay|Arthur Gwynn Geiger £1,000."
Signed Camilla Sternwood.
- I'd pay.|- Why?
It's a little money against|a lot of annoyance.
I have pride, sir.
This, uh, bookseller - Geiger.|He says this is a gambling debt.
Well, I pay this,|how many more will turn up?
In that case, I'll come down on him.|He'll think a bridge fell on him.
I'm sure you will.
What are your charges, Mr Marlowe?
£50 per day plus expenses -|when I'm lucky.
That seems reasonable for removing|morbid growths from people's backs.
The matter is in your hands.|Don't ask my daughter Camilla about it.
She'll just suck her thumb and look coy.
And now, Mr Marlowe,|I must excuse myself.
I'm tired.
The General instructed me to give you|a cheque for whatever you require, sir.
Instructed you? How?
By the way he rang his bell, sir.
- You write his cheques?|- I have that privilege, sir.
That should keep you from a pauper's|grave. No money just yet, thanks.
There is one other thing, sir.|Mrs Regan wants to see you.
The older daughter?|How did she know I was here?
She must have seen us go into|the greenhouse, sir. She lives up there.
So, you're a genuine private detective?
I didn't know they really existed.
What are you staring at?
What looks like trouble.
- Did you like Dad?|- I liked him.
He liked my husband.
Rusty.
Oh, Rusty was a lot of fun for Dad!
More fun for Dad than he was for me!
- Did he say anything about Rusty?|- He said something.
He wants to find him?
Well, yes and no.
I don't see what there is|to be cagey about.
I don't like your manners.
No, I grieve over them myself|in the long, lonely winter evenings.
What is it you're afraid of, Mrs Regan?
Then he... didn't want to|see you about Rusty?
- Why don't you ask "him"?|- Forget it.
Please... Mr Marlowe?
Please... Could you find Rusty|if Dad asked you to?
When did he go?
Oh, about a month ago.
They found his car|in a hotel garage somewhere.
- They?|- He "didn't" tell you, then.
That is not what your father|wanted to see me about.
Is that what you've been trying|to get me to tell you?
As a matter of fact, yes.
Very well. Then I'll be trotting along.
{y:i}She had lovely legs. I will say that for her.
{y:i}I did a little superficial research, even|{y:i}though the job her father had given me...
{y:i}... was a lawyer's job.
{y:i}If Mr Arthur Gwynn Geiger...
{y:i}... Rare Books and First Editions...
{y:i}... turned out to be a blackmailer...
{y:i}... it was still a lawyer's job.
{y:i}Unless there was a lot more to it|{y:i}than met the eye.
{y:i}At a casual glance I thought|{y:i}I might have a lot of fun finding out.
Can I help you?
Do you have a "Chevalier Audubon" 1840|- the full set?
Not... at the moment. No.
What about a "Ben Hur" 1860?
- The one with the erratum on page 116.|- I'm afraid not.
You "do" sell books?
What does this look like? A banana?
Do you collect old manuscripts?
- No. Only unpaid bills.|- I see.
- Is Mr Geiger expected back?|- I'm afraid not until later.
Well, I'll just sit and wait|in one of your charming chairs.
- It'll probably be very late.|- Oh, that's all right.
I've nothing else to do except... sit here|and think about my trigonometry lesson.
Yes.
Of course.
{y:i}I knew what the book would be, of course.
{y:i}Handsomely printed, indescribably filthy.
{y:i}A book to rent from a library|{y:i}of elaborate smut.
{y:i}On my way back to the shop I'd asked|{y:i}about Mr Arthur Gwynn Geiger...
{y:i}... the librarian.
{y:i}I'd learned that he was about 50,|{y:i}tall, with a glass eye.
{y:i}He drove a beige Alvis car.
All right now, dopey.
That's the girl!
Sorry, honey, you're too late.|They've taken your pictures away.
Come on now. Let's go home. Come on.
Oh! Good evening, sir.
- Good evening. Is Mrs Regan home?|- No, sir.
- I hope the General's asleep.|- Evening is his best time for sleeping, sir.
You'd better get the maid.|This requires a woman's touch.
Oh, dear me, yes. I'll get Mathilda.
- May I call you a taxi, sir?|- No.
As a matter of fact, I'm not here.|You're just seeing things.
- Thank you.|- Thank you.
{y:i}I'd told a dying old man that|{y:i}I'd come down on a blackmailer...
{y:i}... but someone else|{y:i}had done it for me with a gun.
{y:i}I was left with the book|{y:i}from Geiger's bedroom.
{y:i}It seemed to be names and addresses,|{y:i}all in code. Probably his customers.
{y:i}And probably Camilla Sternwood,|{y:i}who he was blackmailing.
Yeah?
{y:i}Morning, Marlowe. It's Carson.|{y:i}Did you see General Sternwood?
{y:i}Uh-huh.
{y:i}Then perhaps you know|{y:i}why his Bentley...
...is washing about in the sea|near Ramsgate.
{y:i}The car's a mess,|{y:i}and so is the man inside it.
I'm driving down to take a look.|Interested?
What's the story?
He went through down there.|Must have hit pretty hard.
It was high tide at one last night|and no one round here saw anything.
Broken neck seems|to be the cause of death.
What about that bruise?
- Looks like someone hit him.|- I'd say suicide.
He ploughed an awfully straight furrow|down the pier. We don't suspect foul play.
- Do you know the man?|- The Sternwood chauffeur.
I saw him polishing the car yesterday.
Did your job for the General|have anything to do with him?
{y:i}- Not at all. I don't even know his name.|{y:i}- Owen Taylor.
{y:i}Yes, that's his name. About two years ago|{y:i}the General called me.
{y:i}Taylor had run off with that crazy|{y:i}daughter. The young one.
{y:i}I helped trace them to Scotland,|{y:i}where you can get married quickly.
And?
Next day the older sister comes and says|Taylor was gaga over her sister Camilla...
...and she put him up to the marriage|thing. Meanwhile we'd checked...
...and found he'd done six months|for robbery a few years earlier.
Screwy family.
I guess now you gotta|go against them, huh?
I'll have to ask them some questions.
Try to leave the old man|out of it if you can.
Why?
He's got enough trouble.|And besides he's sick.
You mean he pines for his|dear lost friend Rusty Regan?
Look, I know nothing about Rusty Regan.
Regan hasn't harmed anybody that|I know of. I'm not looking for Regan.
- Oh, it's you.|- Mr Geiger in today?
No, I'm, er... I'm afraid he's not.
What was it that you wanted?
I was just kidding about|those first editions I asked for.
I have to be very careful. I've, uh...|got something that Geiger wants.
Oh, a salesman.|You'd better come back tomorrow, then.
Hey, knock it off. I'm in the business, too.
Look, if he's sick, I can go on up|to the house. I haven't got for ever.
That wouldn't do any good. He's out of|town. Now just come back tomorrow!
OK.
Tomorrow, then.
I'd like to give you a card,|but, uh... you know how it is.
Yes. I know how it is.
Taxi!
Can you follow that van?
- It ain't moving.|- Just suppose it does.
- Sure!|- OK, let's go.
We're gonna lose him.|Can't you go faster?
Ohh, be quiet!
We've lost him.
What the hell! Try left.
I said turn left!
Look, if you don't like my driving,|you know what "you" can do.
Stop! Stop here!
- What about the fare?|- I gave you £5 when I got in.
What about a tip, then!
{y:i}The name on the bell read J Brody.
{y:i}A man called Joe Brody had received|{y:i}£5,000 from General Sternwood...
{y:i}... to stop playing with Camilla and|{y:i}find some other little girl to play with.
{y:i}It could be the same J Brody.
Are those for my friend|Joe Brody in No.3?
Yeah. 100lbs a box, easy.|And I've got a bad back.
Well, you shouldn't join|if you can't take a joke.
Thanks.
Well! You "do" get up!
Well, doesn't everyone - eventually?
I'm sorry about yesterday.
Perhaps I "was" a little rude.
We were both rude.
You don't put on much of a front.
You can't make much money|in this business if you're honest.
- And you're honest?|- Painfully.
How come you end up|in this slimy game, then?
How come you end up|marrying a gunrunner?
Let's not argue again - hm?
I've been trying to get|hold of you all morning.
About Owen Taylor?
You know about that?
Carson at the Yard thought I did.|Seems he knew more about it than "I" did.
He told me that Owen at one time|wanted to marry your sister.
It wouldn't have been too awful if he had.
After all...
...he was in love with her.
We don't find too much|of that in our circle.
Is that what Dad wanted|to see you about? Hm?
- Camilla?|- He still hasn't asked me to discuss it.
You'd better look at those, anyway.
How much do they want?
£10,000 by tonight, or else they|give them to a porno magazine.
And the demand came how?
This woman telephoned|shortly after those arrived.
She said there could be police involved...
...and if I didn't pay I'd be visiting|my sweet little sister in jail.
Can you get the 10,000 cash?
Mm... I could probably get it|from Eddie Mars.
- Who?|- Eddie Mars.
He owns the Cheval Club.|I was there last night, playing roulette.
You "would" like roulette.
All the Sternwoods love losing games.
Like roulette.
Like marrying men that walk out on them.|Like Dad riding in steeplechases at 68...
...and being rolled on and crippled for life.
Can you do anything?
I think I can.
I like you. You believe in miracles.
I think I can get the 10,000.
After all, I've been a good customer|to Eddie Mars.
And there is another reason|why Eddie should be nice to me.
Eddie's wife, Mona, is the woman|my husband, Rusty, ran away with.
Doesn't that interest you?
I'm not looking for Rusty.
She has a great little body, doesn't she?
Yeah.
You should see mine sometime.
Hold it!
You remember me - Doghouse Reilly?
Come on. Let's go inside, huh?
How much do you remember|about last night?
- I was ill last night. I was at home.|- The hell you were!
Before I took you home, you were|on that chair on that orange scarf.
You remember all right.
What do you want?
I wanna know who killed Geiger.|Did Joe Brody do it?
Joe Brody? Him?!
Oh, come on!
Let's not be clever, for God's sake!
This is the time for a little old-fashioned|simplicity. Did Joe Brody kill him?
- Kill who?|- Oh, Christ!
- Yes. Joe did it.|- Why?
- I don't know.|- Have you seen much of him lately?
I hate him.
Then you'd like to see him|turned in for the killing, huh?
You're not Reilly! You're Philip Marlowe,|a private detective! My sister told me!
So you "do" remember. You came back for|the photos and couldn't get in the house.
Well, the photos are gone, so don't worry.|Just forget you were ever here.
- Leave it to Reilly.
I've got to go "now"!
I was hoping to see Mr Geiger.
We don't know where he is.
Oh, really?
- You are friends of his, of course?|- We just dropped by for a book.
- Books, eh?|- Yeah.
- Well, we'll, uh... trot along now.|- The little lady can go.
But I'd like to talk to you, soldier.
Stay awhile.
Blood.
Quite a lot of blood.
Is that so?
- I'll call the police.|- Yeah, you do that.
Who the hell are you?
Philip Marlowe. I'm a private investigator.
- From America?|- Way back.
- How come you had a key?|- I own this house.
Well, well!
You're Eddie Mars, aren't you?
I knew you owned the Cheval Club, but I|didn't know you went in for pornography.
I'm after Geiger for... personal reasons.
I'm not part of his rackets.
Maybe you killed him to muscle in.
Geiger didn't turn up at the store today.|I hear somebody moved his stock out.
- I like to know what my tenants are up to.|- Funny. "My" landlord never bothers.
Marlowe...|Stop believing you're so amusing...
...and stay away from this house.
And stay further away from me, all right?
I'll just drift.
Oh, by the way... how's "Mrs" Mars?
We have a mutual friend, she and me.|An Irishman named Rusty Regan.
- You Joe Brody?|- So what?
You've got the books, Joe.
I've got Geiger's list of customers.|The ones he was trying to blackmail.
I think we ought to|have a little talk about that.
Well, I'm listening. Cigar?
Tut, tut, tut!
So many guns lately.
- So few brains.|- Why did you come here?
Why not ask your friend to come in?|She must be tired of holding her breath.
Come in, Agnes.
I knew he was trouble.
The sucker list I have,|Geiger's list, is in code.
Must be about, uh... 500 names on it.
If those are Geiger's regular customers,|I reckon it to be about...
...half a million pounds a year profit.|That's worth killing a man for.
- He's crazy!|- Shut up, Agnes!
I do think the blackmail's|a mistake, though, Joe.
I'd just stick with the dirty books.
You're a very funny fella.
- Who exactly has this lovely racket?|- You do now.
- I didn't kill Geiger.|- I know someone who'll say you did.
Oh, that little whore!
She would!
Great. I thought it was you who|grabbed those nude photos of her.
How about a little cash? I'm running low,|and Agnes and me want to move on.
No chance.
You win.
Keep him covered. If he gets jumpy,|use your own judgment.
I want my pictures, Joe!
Come and get it, Joe!|Joe, give me my pictures!
Wait a minute, Camilla.
- Christ! Don't let her kill me!|- Just stay put. You'll be all right.
Come on, honey, get up from there.|You look like a Pekinese.
The photos, Joe. Give.
Is this the lot?
Yep.
- Can I have my photos?|- I'll take care of these. You go on home.
- Home?|- Yeah. You go home and wait for me.
- You take care of Camilla, don't you?|- Check.
- Can I have my gun?|- Later.
Camilla likes you a lot.
Mm!
Why did you blackmail Mrs Regan|instead of the old man?
I tapped the old man a few months ago.
He paid me off|to leave that idiotic daughter.
I'd have left her, anyway. I reckoned her|elder sister could raise a few thousand.
- Business been bad, then?|- I'm a bookmaker.
The punters have had all the luck lately.
- Where'd you get these?|- Someone gave them to me.
A half-smart guy.|That's all I ever meet!
You've got your photos.|You obviously aren't going to the police.
- Nobody has anything on me.|- Except for a couple of murders.
- Now what does that mean?|- Where were you at 10.30 last night?
I thought maybe I could persuade|Geiger that he needed a partner.
{y:i}I wondered if he had any protection...
{y:i}... but only women|{y:i}seemed to go to his house.
{y:i}Last night it was Camilla Sternwood.
{y:i}So I drive round the back|{y:i}where there's a brown Bentley parked.
{y:i}I know it belongs to the Sternwoods...
...from my memorable days as|Camilla's friend, so I waited.
Tell me more.
{y:i}I waited about ten minutes,|{y:i}then I walked down to the house.
{y:i}I saw someone going in|{y:i}through the kitchen door.
Bye-bye.
{y:i}I saw the killer run down|{y:i}the back garden...
{y:i}... into the Bentley...
{y:i}... and off.
{y:i}So you went after him|{y:i}and took the negatives?
{y:i}I followed him quite a long way. Then...
{y:i}... the kid skidded into a phone box|{y:i}and I caught up with him.
{y:i}I developed the photos.
{y:i}When Geiger didn't turn up at his shop,|{y:i}didn't answer his telephone...
{y:i}... I reckoned he'd been killed.
So, with Agnes's help,|I borrowed his stock.
- Not her again!
If it is, she doesn't have her gun.|That should comfort you.
Not much.
- Is that you, Brody?|- Yeah. Wait a minute.
Me or the cops?
- Who are you?|- A friend of Geiger's.
- Leave me alone!|- This is a small pistol, kid.
Would you like a small hole|through the middle of your gullet?
Now look. We're going to walk|slowly down to my car.
You're going to drive me|to Uncle Geiger's house.
- What's your name?|- Karl Lundgren.
Well, you shot the wrong man, kid.|Joe Brody didn't kill your boyfriend.
All right, you've got a key. Let's go.
- Who says I have a key?|- Your friend Geiger gave you a key.
Why don't you shoot me?
Seems to be three people who have a key|to this house. You, me and Eddie Mars.
That means you or Eddie Mars dragged|Geiger's body out of here and hid it.
I think you.
Now where is it?
You are so helpful!
{y:i}- Here they are, then...
{y:i}68 of the world's most beautiful girls|{y:i}for the Miss World contest...
What, Marlowe?
I said, I've been very busy|these past several hours.
{y:i}I think it's time we all had|{y:i}a little get-together.
I've called Commander Barker.|All this is in his area.
Always glad to help the department.
- Ah, Jim!|- Hello, Stephen. How are you?
I was at a reunion dinner.|What's all this about?
Mr Marlowe's a private detective.|Caught this man Karl Lundgren...
...who shot a man dead in Randall Way|a couple of hours ago.
You caught him?
All by myself.
Willis!
What have you got|on the Randall Way killing?
A corpse called Joe Brody,|and a brunette, Agnes Lozelle.
She was there when Brody was shot.|Claimed she didn't see the killer.
- Is that all?|- It only happened an hour ago.
Mr Marlowe here just delivered|the man he says murdered Brody.
Here's his gun.
Tell your story, Marlowe.
You heard about the car|fished out of the sea with a corpse in it?
No.
The dead guy was chauffeur|to a family named Sternwood.
Last night he shot and killed|a guy named Geiger in this area.
I couldn't bear to hear all this twice.
You may as well make a statement|of it at the same time.
{y:i}I told my story.
{y:i}I left out two things,|{y:i}not knowing why at the time.
{y:i}I left out Camilla's visit|{y:i}to Brody's apartment...
{y:i}... and Eddie Mars's visit|{y:i}to Geiger's house in the afternoon.
{y:i}I told the rest of it just as it happened.
Sign it.
So it seems the chauffeur, Taylor,|committed suicide?
- That's my guess.|- Who hid Geiger's body, then?
Lundgren must have. I suppose he came|back while I was taking Camilla home...
...dragged Geiger's body to the garage...
...then decided he hadn't|done right by his friend...
...so he came back and|laid him out on the bed.
We'll keep the books. These blackmail|notes from General Sternwood are yours.
Thank you.
And let me tell you something.
I'm a close friend of old man Sternwood.
In my time I've done all I can|to save him grief, but in the long run...
...those girls are bound to do|something no one can hush up.
This didn't start with Geiger.
It started with Rusty Regan disappearing.
What started?
I think that's what the old man|really wanted you to find out.
{y:i}It was close to eleven|{y:i}when I got back to my apartment.
{y:i}I'd concealed a murder|{y:i}and suppressed evidence for 24 hours...
{y:i}... but I was still at large|{y:i}and nobody seemed unduly worried.
{y:i}As I got to the door|{y:i}I heard my television was on.
{y:i}I wasn't in, so I guessed|{y:i}somebody else must be.
My, we "are" tough tonight!
And how we do keep|our friends waiting, don't we!
I smell of policemen.
I'm too tired to talk. I'm too tired to eat.|And I'm too tired to think.
Don't worry, there's no damage.
You see, we didn't feel|that it was necessary.
And besides that, the lobby|was becoming so... fearfully boring.
It's fascinating on the way out.|Why don't you try it?
May I tell you something, soldier?
I'm nice to be nice to.
But I'm not nice not to be nice to.
Listen hard.|You'll hear my teeth chattering.
There were police at Geiger's.|Did you keep me out of it?
Why should I?
Did you?
Yeah, I kept you out of it.
I don't know why.
I guess it was just|complicated enough without you.
Thank you, soldier.
- Who killed Geiger?|- The chauffeur.
I hear you're looking for Rusty Regan.
A lot of people seem to think I am,|but, uh... I'm not.
Well, just in case you are...
...I might have an idea for you.
Why don't you pop round|and see me at the club? Any time.
Maybe.
You see, Marlowe, I have a funny feeling...|that it would be very amusing...
...to meet you again.
General Sternwood's residence.
- This is Marlowe. Remember me?|- "Mr Marlowe! Of course!"
Is Mrs Regan in?
I believe so, sir. Shall I just go and see?
No, just give her a message, will you?
Tell her that I have the pictures, and|that everything is all right. You got that?
Oh, yes. You have the pictures,|and everything is all right.
{y:i}May I say thank you, sir?
Of course.
{y:i}Carson asked me to help you,|{y:i}Mr Marlowe.
That's as much as I can.
There are 17,000 or so people|reported missing at this moment.
We don't find many of them. If murder's|suspected, there's a big search...
...otherwise...
Here's the file on Rusty Regan. Look at it.|Take notes. It mustn't leave my office.
The General took a great fancy to him.|He's crippled and lonely...
...and Regan used to sit around|and keep him company.
Do you know Eddie Mars|who owns the Cheval Club?
I know of him, yes.
Some say Regan went off|with his wife, Mona.
Well, if this is a picture of|wife Mona, I don't blame him.
You think Regan was killed?
He sold arms to the Irish.
Took risks.
But normally, if they're murdered,|we find them.
The General should offer|a reward for Regan.
The government doesn't|give us the money it takes.
Do you think Eddie Mars|killed them both?
I think the same as you think: He ran off|with a woman who meant more to him...
...than a rich wife|he couldn't get along with.
- You met Mrs Regan?|- She'd, uh... make a jazzy weekend...
...but she'd be a bit wearing|for a steady diet.
My wife wouldn't even|make a jazzy weekend.
I never married.
{y:i}Philip Marlowe here.
Norris here, sir.
General Sternwood is unwell,|but I have read the papers to him...
...and he assumes your investigations|are now complete.
And he has instructed me|to send you a cheque for £500.
That's very generous of him. I'll return the|notes he gave me and destroy the photos.
Then we may consider|the matter concluded, sir?
Why not?
Very well, sir.
- Good evening, sir.|- Good evening.
Benny! The gentleman's car!
Your boss invited me.
Remember?
Mr Marlowe.
Good evening, my lord.
Mr Mars, there's a Mr Marlowe to see you.
Let him have up to £2,000. No more.
Ah, soldier! How good to see you again!
Do sit down.
Ah. Well, maybe a drink?
You hinted that you had|something for me.
What is it?
- Have you been here before?|- No, I don't get any kick out of gambling.
There's a friend of yours in there|gaming on the wheels.
I hear she's doing rather well.
Charlotte Regan.
How much do I owe you?
Owe me? For what?
For keeping me out of the newspapers.
You said you had some information.
Information?
Information...
About what?
You have a short memory. Rusty Regan.
Oh, that! I heard you got all that from...
...Gregory at Scotland Yard.
- You heard?|- Yes, well, we are...
...we are good friends, he and I.
Look, soldier, you've been good to me.|I pay people who are good to me.
I didn't come here to make a touch.
I get paid for what I do. Not very much|by your standards, but I make out.
You didn't knock Regan off yourself,|did you?
No.
- Did you think I had?|- I wouldn't put it past you.
I thought you weren't looking|for Rusty Regan.
I know someone who would|like to know where he is.
General Sternwood.
Geiger was trying to blackmail him.
The General didn't say so, but I figure he|was scared Rusty Regan was behind it.
Geiger worked that on everybody. He'd|get notes that weren't legal and try it on.
If it didn't work, he'd just drop it.
Well, he certainly dropped it this time.|Dropped it and fell on it.
Look, Marlowe,|you were looking for Geiger.
Geiger's dead, isn't he? You're finished.
That's right. Finished and paid off.|Think I'll take a walk around the club.
The door over there|leads out behind the tables.
Thanks, but I'll go in|the same way the suckers enter.
- We are still friends, aren't we, soldier?|- Sure we are.
Then maybe one day|I'll be able to do you a "real" favour.
You wouldn't have somebody tailing me|around in a grey Humber, would you?
No.
Why the hell should I?
I can't imagine.
Place your bets, please.
21, red. Red win.
Scotch and water, please.
Dom Pérignon, George,|for the lady in pink.
- Doing all right for a change, is she?|- Eight straight wins in a row.
She can't lose, can she?
You wanna bet?
You rake it up fast enough!|If somebody wins you get nervous!
I'm afraid the rules are a maximum|of £5,000 on the even bets...
...so if you take off... about 6,000.
Just spin the wheel. Hmm?
I'm sorry, madam.|I just work for the house.
Just spin it!
Is anything the matter, Mrs Regan?
If you've finished playing...
...perhaps our chauffeur|can drive you home.
One more play, Eddie. Hm?
Everything I have on red.
You're already over the limit.
If nobody else objects.
£11,000.
Seven, red.
Red win.
I think I've got the system!
- Shall I call for your car, sir?|- No, I think I'll get some air.
The car park's just down the alley, sir.|The attendant does have your keys.
Thank you.
Quitting while you're ahead?
Why not?
Makes a change!
It's a gun, lady. Yell and it's all over.
Hello, Lanny.|I told you - never do that.
You're covered.
Marlowe.
Good guess.
Now set the bag down between|your feet. Slow and easy.
Tell me I can't get away with it.|People just keep giving me guns!
Town's falling to pieces!
On your way, Lanny.
No hard feelings, uh, Lanny?|You keep it quiet, I'll keep it quiet.
OK?
Nice work, Marlowe.
- Are you my bodyguard now?|- Yeah, looks like it.
What are you doing here?
Eddie Mars wanted to see me.
What about?
He thought I was looking for a man who|people say had run away with his wife.
- Were you?|- No, I was not.
Then... what "did" you come for?
To find out "why" he thought|I was looking for a man...
...who people say had|run away with his wife.
- And did you find out?|- I did not.
- What's Eddie Mars got on you?|- He just doesn't like me winning.
I suppose he's the one|that sent that loogan after you.
- Loogan?|- The guy with the gun.
Are you a loogan?
A loogan is on the wrong side|of the fence.
Is there a wrong side?
What's Eddie Mars got on you?
- You mean a hold of some sort?|- Yeah.
Wittier, Marlowe.
I don't pretend to be witty.
How's the General?
Not good.
I do not want him to die hating us.
You shoot people, don't you,|Mr Marlowe?
You're a killer.
Me?
You're one of those quiet, deadly men.
No feelings.
You've enough shady friends|to know different.
They're all soft, Marlowe,|compared to you.
Killer!
Where do you live?
Westminster.
By the cathedral.
Do you care to show me?
- You want to see it?|- Yes...
What's Eddie Mars got on you?
- So that's the way it is.|- That's the way it is.
You bastard!
You rotten bastard!
Look...
Kissing you is nice, but your father|did not hire me to sleep with you.
What's Eddie Mars got on you?
Say that again and I'll... scream!
Go ahead - scream.
Why do you think he has anything on me?
Oh, come on!|He let you win a lot of money...
...and then he has some comedian|come at you with a gun.
You're not even surprised!
I think it's all an act.
You know something?
You have a wonderful way with women(!)
So you won't be a sister to me?
If I had a knife, I'd slit your throat...
...just to see what would run out.
I told you the first time I met you,|I'm a detective.
I work at it, lady.
I don't play at it.
Hi!
I'm all undressed!
You know, I had almost worked that out.
In another second I'd have said:|I bet you're all undressed.
You're cute.
It's nice, but I've already seen it all.
Remember?
The porter let me in.
I told him that you wanted me|to meet you here.
Well, now that we know how you got in...
...suppose you tell me|how you're going to get out.
Not going. I like it here.
We have to keep on being friends.|It's a matter of professional pride.
I'm working for your father.|He trusts me not to pull any stunts.
I'm going to make a drink. You want one?
Yes, please.
If you're all dressed when I get back,|you get the drink, OK?
- Gimme!|- No, no! Not till you get dressed.
You jerk!
I will give you three minutes to get|yourself dressed and get out of here.
If you're not out by then|I will throw you out...
...and you can get dressed in the hall.|Now get started.
{y:i}The next morning|{y:i}the grey Humber was outside.
{y:i}A small man sat in it, alone.
{y:i}He might be a cop with time to waste...
{y:i}... or a smoothie in the detective business|{y:i}trying to chisel his way into my case.
{y:i}Or maybe he was the Bishop of Bermuda,|{y:i}disapproving of my night life.
{y:i}In my office an envelope contained a|{y:i}brief formal note and a cheque for £500...
{y:i}... signed for General Sternwood|{y:i}by Vincent Norris.
{y:i}That made it a nice day.
{y:i}I was wondering whether to get|{y:i}the car put right, buy a suit...
{y:i}... or pay off some of my creditors, when|{y:i}the man from the grey car showed up.
Come in.
Maybe you know me.
Sure.
You've been following me around|for the past couple of days...
...like a fella trying to pick up a girl,|lacking just that last inch of nerve.
- Look, I am Harry Jones.|- And you knew a guy called Joe Brody.
How do you know that?
Well, you're too short to be a cop.|You don't belong to Eddie Mars.
Nobody except Joe Brody's friends|would have that much interest in me.
Yeah, well...
Agnes sent me. You... you've met Agnes?
Only bookseller with enough sex appeal|to stampede a businessman's lunch.
Er... you made a crack up there...
The day Brody got himself killed.
You said Brody must know something|special about the Sternwoods...
...or he would never have risked|blackmailing them with that photo.
- What did he know?|- I'm selling that. £200.
We've got to get out, Agnes and me.
She's too big for you. One of these days|she'll roll over and smother you.
- That's not nice.|- No, you're right.
- What have you got for the money?|- Will you pay it?
- If it does what?|- Helps you to find Rusty Regan.
I'm not looking for Rusty Regan.
Oh, yeah?
- Go ahead.|- Oh, I knew Rusty.
{y:i}I mean, not that we were that close,|{y:i}but, er... well enough to say...
What's going on then, Rusty, eh?
{y:i}And he'd answer or not,|{y:i}according to how he felt.
{y:i}They were all there that night.|{y:i}Eddie Mars with Charlotte Sternwood...
{y:i}... and the reason for them|{y:i}being there - Mona Grant.
{y:i}She was a singer.|{y:i}Mars was mad about her.
{y:i}And so was Rusty.
{y:i}Charlotte Sternwood hung around|{y:i}the joints like she couldn't sleep nights.
## Won't somebody dance with me? #
# Start up a... ##
{y:i}Eddie Mars got Mona Grant,|{y:i}the singer. They married.
{y:i}And Rusty got sore and married|{y:i}Charlotte Sternwood.
{y:i}The marriage was a bit, er...|{y:i}and Rusty started to see Mona the singer.
And then... they both vanished.
Together, people said.
Most of that's on the record, Harry.|It's not worth £200.
Yeah, but then... a new fella|enters the scene. Lash Canino.
Who?
{y:i}Lash Canino. The brown man.
{y:i}I was in this pub collecting bets for|{y:i}Joe Brody and, suddenly, there he is.
{y:i}The brown man. Brown suit, brown shirt,|{y:i}brown car. Brown girl he had, too.
{y:i}And a foot!
{y:i}Well, he'd been shot, hadn't he?|{y:i}Left leg all in plaster.
{y:i}Canino is tough|{y:i}like some guys "think" they're tough.
{y:i}He'd bump a guy off between drinks.
{y:i}Eddie Mars calls him in|{y:i}when he has something special.
{y:i}At the office I tell Joe I seen Canino.
{y:i}He puts that together with|{y:i}Rusty and Mona disappearing.
{y:i}Joe collected 5,000 from|{y:i}the Sternwood family once before.
{y:i}Now he reckons he can get a line|{y:i}on the lovebirds and collect twice...
{y:i}... from Eddie Mars and the General.
{y:i}So he tails Canino.|{y:i}He follows him to the park.
{y:i}And there's Charlotte Sternwood|{y:i}waving banknotes about...
{y:i}... as if she's gonna feed the pigeons.|{y:i}But Canino picks them up!
Joe figures Canino knows|something about Regan...
...and is trying a little squeeze|on the side for himself.
I still don't see £200 in it.
If Charlotte thought anything|had happened to Regan...
...Mars is just the type she'd go to.
But what if Eddie's wife, Mona the singer,|never really ran away with Regan at all?
What if she's being kept|just outside London, in a hideaway...
...so the law think she and Regan|went off safely together...
...when all the time she's being held|on her own, out there?
That's an address I'll pay for.
- Agnes found her. She'll tell you where.|- "You" tell me. I've already met Agnes.
No, no. I promised her. She'll tell you,|when she... when she's holding the cash.
- Do you know Burlington House?|- Small, sick businesses go there to die.
Brody's office is on the ground floor.
Eight o'clock? Right.
Bring the cash.
Harry...! Eddie doesn't like you seeing|private detectives. That's naughty!
You don't know that I...
Marlowe told Eddie Mars that someone|followed him in a grey Humber.
"Your" car, Harry.
I, er... A-Agnes wants to sell|some information to him.
Sell what?
Er... er... photos. Photos of the|Sternwood girl that Geiger took.
Our information is that|Marlowe already has them.
Agnes kept some, you see. She's like that.
Ahh!
And where is Agnes?
I don't know. I don't want to get her|into this. I... Mr Can...
Well, she's, er...
She's at 68 Redlynch Court, Kensington.
You and I...
...will go and visit her.
And don't you be fooling me!
No, that is the truth. I...
Here's to the truth!
Heh-heh-heh-heh!
Hah!
To Agnes and the truth, Harry!
Hello?
Is Harry there?
Not at the moment, Agnes.
Marlowe?
Where is he?
Look, I've got the £200. If you give me|the address, I'll bring it to you.
{y:i}Do you know the Italian gardens|{y:i}in Hyde Park?
Give me the money.
Hmm. This should get me away.
What happened to Harry?
Canino got wise to him. Now forget|about Harry. What about my information?
Joe was tailing Canino whenever|he could. He saw something in it...
Yeah, Harry already told me that.
About two weeks ago he followed him...
...up the A1 to a turn-off near Klimpton.|Then he lost him.
{y:i}It became a thing with him. Saturday and|{y:i}Sunday he'd drag me around the area...
{y:i}... hoping to pick up Canino|{y:i}in that brown car.
{y:i}A couple of weekends ago we saw them.
{y:i}We passed them by a pesticide plant.
{y:i}The girl driving was Eddie Mars' wife,|{y:i}Mona. She was wearing a blonde wig.
{y:i}Canino the watchdog|{y:i}was taking her out for air.
{y:i}Joe tailed them from in front, and just|{y:i}beyond a place called Hunt's Garage...
{y:i}... the car swung off left up a track.
{y:i}Joe sneaked up there that evening|{y:i}and took a look.
{y:i}There was a radio going,|{y:i}and Canino's car was outside.
Nothing else happened, so... I came back.
- And that's it, huh?|- Hmm.
Wish me luck.
I got a raw deal.
Like hell you did!
{y:i}Agnes was wiping herself|{y:i}off the slate for good.
{y:i}Three men dead: Geiger, Brody, and|{y:i}Harry Jones, and she went walking off...
{y:i}... with my 200 in her bag|{y:i}and not a mark on her.
{y:i}The case had been about|{y:i}a little blackmail.
{y:i}But all along it had been|{y:i}about Rusty Regan.
{y:i}Everyone I had met was more interested|{y:i}in him than in anything else:
{y:i}Rusty Regan, who'd run off with|{y:i}Eddie Mars's wife, Mona.
{y:i}But he hadn't.
{y:i}I was thinking over...
{y:i}... the scattered pieces of information that|{y:i}swirled like light snow in a heavy wind...
{y:i}... when fate stage-managed|{y:i}the whole thing.
We're closed!
Open up, Lou.
Ah.
Come in.
Three men beat and robbed a couple up|the road last week, so we lock up at night.
I've got two flat tyres and only|one spare back there. I need help.
Klimpton's two mile up the road.|Try there.
The road's full of tacks!|Somebody ought to sweep them up.
Lou!
You "do" operate a garage.
Now give the man a hand.
I thought they swept those tacks up.
I skidded on the curve.
Lou...
...take two jacks.
- Where are you headed for?|- London.
Well, he'll be a while.
Drink?
This is not the road to London!
I must have taken a wrong turn.
Yeah!
Decent old car you got there.|You could get money for that today.
- Do you want to sell it?|- Lou, just fix the flats!
I "am" fixing them - ain't I?
You slept well, Mr Marlowe.
What time is it?
12.30. You have a date?
Maybe.
Where are your boys?|Out digging a grave?
They had to go somewhere.
Leaving you alone?
You don't look too dangerous.
I thought they were|keeping you prisoner.
Then why did you stick your neck out?|Eddie wasn't doing you any harm.
If I didn't hide out, the police would|be certain Eddie murdered Rusty Regan.
Eddie "did" murder Rusty Regan.
- Eddie didn't do anything. He's no killer.|- Not personally, no. He has Canino.
Canino killed a man "tonight". A harmless|little man trying to help someone.
- I saw him do it.|- I don't believe Eddie was in on that.
I thought platinum hair went out of style.
It's a wig, silly...
...till mine grows out.
- Who did "that" to you?|- I did. Why?
Yeah, why?
To show Eddie I'd do what|he wanted me to do. Hide out.
That he didn't need to have me guarded.
I wouldn't let him down. I love him.
Good grief!
- Excuse me.|- Going? So soon?
I've been stuck here for two hours,|drinking lager.
- Nature calls.|- I'll wait for you.
I got lonely. I needed to talk to someone.
In about ten minutes I'd say this place|is going to look like a police convention.
It'll be a lot better for you|if I'm not tied to this chair.
Lady, you "need" me.|You're involved in a murder.
- Maybe two.|- I didn't know about those!
That's not the way "I'll" tell it.
I can't do anything about the handcuffs.|Canino's got the key to those.
Better come with me|if you want to keep on living.
I'm not afraid of Canino!|I'm still the boss's wife!
Eddie and I didn't do anything!
Eddie's a handful of mush.|Canino can take him with a teaspoon.
What do you mean, you can't find him?
No! No message!
I want to tell Eddie, personally...
...just how "stupid" you really are!
Now get your things together!|We're leaving!
You're playing too rough, Marlowe.
There have been a lot of killings around|here. I haven't been getting my fair share.
You're lucky the girl's story backs you.|I guess it comes under self-defence.
- And what does Eddie Mars come under?|- He's here.
We're very big on statements today.
He admits he hid his wife.|He even agrees it was rather silly.
He says he knew Canino, but only as|a customer. He didn't know Harry Jones.
Geiger was his tenant.
So Mars just walks away|free and happy, huh?
Unless you've got real evidence.
- Do you still think you can find Regan?|- I do not. I'm not even going to try.
In real life the good guy|never gets the girl.
Yeah, that's the way it is.
Yeah.
{y:i}Mr Marlowe?
The General would like to see you,|if it's convenient, sir.
Well, it's, uh... two o'clock now.
I can be there in an hour.
Thank you.
This way, sir.
In here, sir.
Mr Marlowe is here to see you, General.
Sit down, Mr Marlowe.
I didn't ask you to hunt for|my son-in-law Rusty Regan.
- You wanted me to, though.|- Well, you assume a great deal.
I usually ask for what I want.
I think you put those Geiger notes|up to me as a test.
Your man Norris thought,|with Geiger dead, the case was over.
And you didn't?
Why would a man like Geiger|give you evidence of debt...
...and expect you to pay up|like a gentleman?
He wanted to find out|if anything was pressuring you.
If there was, you'd pay.
There "was" something pressuring you.
You were afraid Regan was not|what he appeared to be.
That he stayed around to try to find ways|to play games with your bank account.
I don't care about the money.|I have no illusions about my daughters...
...but Rusty...?
Are you still trying to find him?
No, sir. I've been warned off.|The cops think I play too rough.
I'll give you £10,000 to find Rusty.
I don't even have to know where he is.|A man has a right to live his own life.
I just want to know that he's all right.
Do I make myself clear?
Yes, General.
Oh, he...
He spent hours with me.
Sweating like a pig.
Telling me about the Irish revolution.
Just a big curly-headed Irishman|from Clonmel...
...with sad eyes...
A smile so...
...so wide...
I may be vain in my judgment of a man...
...but... he seemed pretty clean to me.
Find him for me, Marlowe.
Just find him.
I'll try, sir.
You'd better get some rest.
I guess I'm just a sentimental old goat.
And no...
No soldier at all.
{y:i}He was used up. He looked more like|{y:i}a dead man than most dead men look.
{y:i}But he'd asked for what he'd wanted|{y:i}all along: Rusty Regan.
{y:i}Regan who hadn't gone off|{y:i}with Mona the singer.
{y:i}I felt the answer was very close.|{y:i}Maybe right here...
{y:i}... in the General's back yard.
Bored?
You're not angry with me?
I must say, for people with money|you and your sister don't have much fun.
Here. I brought your artillery back.
I've cleaned it and loaded it up for you.
Take my advice.|Don't shoot at any people with it...
...until you learn to be a better shot.
Teach me.
- Huh?|- Teach me to shoot. I'd like that.
- Here? It's against the law!|- I know where. Down by the old ruins.
Teach me?
All right.
- Like it?|- What is it?
2,000-year-old Roman ruins.
Hey, watch that thing!
It's loaded!
I'll set this can up over there on the wall.
Don't shoot till I'm back beside you, OK?
OK.
My, but you're cute!
It's a good thing I loaded this thing with|blanks. I had a hunch what you might do.
You don't care about us, Marlowe.
You kill a man last night, and now you|come and frighten my sister into a fit.
- Well?|- How is she?
She's all right, I suppose.
She's fast asleep.
- What did you do to her?|- Absolutely nothing.
I came back to the house after seeing|your father. I gave her back something...
...which belonged to her.
She wanted me to teach her to shoot.
She wanted me to see|an old ruined castle.
She wanted to kill me.
She fired all six shots straight at me.
Sweet little thing, isn't she?
Hard to prove.
Prove what?
That she fired at you. You were alone,|the two of you. You can't prove a thing.
I was thinking of another day...
...when there were real bullets in that gun.
I was thinking of the day|that Rusty Regan disappeared.
I came home the other night and found|her naked in my bed. I threw her out.
{y:i}I guess Regan must have done|{y:i}the same thing at some time.
{y:i}You can't do that to Camilla.
- I suppose you want money, too?|- How much money?
£10,000?
Is that what Canino got|for getting rid of the body...
...after you'd gone to Eddie Mars for help?
But that's small change...
...compared to what Eddie expects|to collect one of these days, isn't it?
Eddie Mars used Geiger to blackmail your|father. It was, as they say, a test case.
Your father sent for me,|which showed he didn't scare easily.
Eddie had to know that.|He had something on you and Camilla...
...and he wanted to know|if he also had it on your father.
If he had, he could collect|a lot of money in a hurry.
If he hadn't, he'd have to wait until you|inherited your share of the ten million.
So he, uh... stage-managed his wife's|disappearance with Rusty Regan...
...to fend off any inquiries.
He didn't want that body found.
It's in the lake by the ruin.
If my father finds out about all this, he'll...
It's not his dying, you understand...
But what will he be thinking about|"while" he's dying?
I'll give you three days.|Put her in private care.
You don't want money?
Oh, sure.
All I itch for is money.
I'm so greedy that for £50 a day,|plus expenses on the days I work...
...I risk my future, the hatred of the cops,|of Eddie Mars and his pals.
I dodge bullets, put up with saps,|and say thank you very much...
...if you have any further trouble, please|call me. I'll just put my card on the table.
I do all that for a few pounds.|And maybe just a bit to...
...protect what little pride a sick|and broken old man has in his family...
...so that he can believe|that his blood is not poison...
...that his little girls, though they may be|a trifle wild, are not perverts and killers.
Take her someplace where they'll keep|her away from guns and knives and junk.
Hell, she might even get herself cured.
It's been done.
{y:i}What did it matter where you lay|{y:i}once you were dead?
{y:i}In a stagnant lake or in a marble tower|{y:i}on top of a hill? You were dead...
{y:i}... you were sleeping the big sleep, you|{y:i}were not bothered by things like that.
{y:i}Oil and water...
{y:i}... were the same as wind and air to you.|{y:i}You just slept the big sleep...
{y:i}... not caring about the nastiness|{y:i}of how you died or where you fell.
{y:i}Me, I was part of the nastiness now. Far|{y:i}more a part of it than Rusty Regan was.
{y:i}But the old man didn't have to be.
{y:i}He could lie quiet in his canopied bed,|{y:i}with his bloodless hands...
{y:i}... folded on the sheet, waiting.
{y:i}His heart was a brief, uncertain murmur.
{y:i}His thoughts were as grey as ashes.
{y:i}And in a little while he too,|{y:i}like Rusty Regan...
{y:i}... would be sleeping the big sleep.
Subtitles by Visiontext
B-Happy
BBC - The Blue Planet (1 of 8) - Ocean World
BBC - The Blue Planet (2 of 8) - The Deep
BBC - The Blue Planet (3 of 8) - Open Ocean
BBC - The Blue Planet (4 of 8) - Frozen Seas
BBC - The Blue Planet (5 of 8) - Seasonal Seas
BBC - The Blue Planet (6 of 8) - Coral Seas
BBC - The Blue Planet (7 of 8) - Tidal Seas
BBC - The Blue Planet (8 of 8) - Coasts
Baader
Babi Leto - Autumn Spring (2002)
Baby Doll
Baby Geniuses 2 2004
Babylon 5 - 2x01 - Points of Departure
Babylon 5 - 2x02 - Revelations
Babylon 5 - 2x03 - The Geometry of Shadows
Babylon 5 - 2x04 - A Distant Star
Babylon 5 - 2x04 - The Long Dark
Babylon 5 - 2x06 - Spider in the Web
Babylon 5 - 2x07 - Soul Mates
Babylon 5 - 2x08 - A Race Through Dark Places
Babylon 5 - 2x09 - The Coming of Shadows
Babylon 5 - 2x10 - Gropos
Babylon 5 - 2x11 - All Alone in the Night
Babylon 5 - 2x12 Acts of Sacrifice
Babylon 5 - 2x13 - Hunter Prey
Babylon 5 - 2x14 - There All the Honor Lies
Babylon 5 - 2x15 - And Now For A Word
Babylon 5 - 2x17 - Knives
Babylon 5 - 2x18 - Confessions and Lamentations
Babylon 5 - 2x19 - Divided Loyalties
Babylon 5 - 2x20 - The Long Twilight Struggle
Babylon 5 - 2x21 - Comes the Inquisitor
Babylon 5 - 2x22 - The Fall Of Night
Babylon 5 - 3x03 - A Day in the Strife
Babylon 5 - 3x05 - Voices of Authority
Babylon 5 - 3x06 - Dust to Dust
Babylon 5 - 3x07 - Exogenesis
Babylon 5 - 3x08 - Messages from Earth
Babylon 5 - 3x09 - Point of No Return
Babylon 5 - 3x10 - Severed Dreams
Babylon 5 - 3x11 - Ceremonies of Light and Dark
Babylon 5 - 3x12 - Sic Transit Vir
Babylon 5 - 3x13 - A Late Delivery From Avalon
Babylon 5 - 3x14 - Ship of Tears
Babylon 5 - 3x16 - War Without End (Part I)
Babylon 5 - 3x17 - War Without End (Part II)
Babylon 5 - 3x18 - Walkabout
Babylon 5 - 3x19 - Grey 17 is Missing
Babylon 5 - 3x20 - And the Rock Cried Out No Hiding Place
Babylon 5 - 3x21 - Shadow Dancing
Babylon 5 1x01 Midnight on the Firing Line
Babylon 5 1x02 Soul Hunter
Babylon 5 1x03 Born to the Purple
Babylon 5 1x04 Infection
Babylon 5 1x05 The Parliament of Dreams
Babylon 5 1x06 Mind War
Babylon 5 1x07 The War Prayer
Babylon 5 1x08 And The Sky Full Of Stars
Babylon 5 1x09 Deathwalker
Babylon 5 1x10 Believers
Babylon 5 1x11 Survivors
Babylon 5 1x12 By Any Means Necessary
Babylon 5 1x13 Signs and Portents
Babylon 5 1x14 TKO
Babylon 5 1x15 Grail
Babylon 5 1x16 Eyes
Babylon 5 1x17 Legacies
Babylon 5 1x18 A voice in the wilderness - Part 1
Babylon 5 1x19 A voice in the wilderness - Part 2
Babylon 5 1x20 Babylon squared
Babylon 5 1x21 The Quality Of Mercy
Babylon 5 1x22 Crysalis
Babylon 5 3x01 Matters of Honor
Babylon 5 4x01 - The Hour of the Wolf
Babylon 5 4x02 - What Ever Happened to Mr Garibaldi
Babylon 5 4x03 - The Summoning
Babylon 5 4x04 - Falling Towards Apotheosis
Babylon 5 4x05 - The Long Night
Babylon 5 4x06 - Into the Fire
Babylon 5 4x07 - Epiphanies
Babylon 5 4x08 - The Illusion of Truth
Babylon 5 4x09 - Atonement
Babylon 5 4x10 - Racing Mars
Babylon 5 4x11 - Lines of Communication
Babylon 5 4x12 - Conflicts of Interest
Babylon 5 4x13 - Rumors Bargains and Lies
Babylon 5 4x14 - Moments of Transition
Babylon 5 4x15 - No Surrender No Retreat
Babylon 5 4x16 - The Exercise of Vital Powers
Babylon 5 4x17 - The Face of the Enemy
Babylon 5 4x18 - Intersections in Real Time
Babylon 5 4x19 - Between the Darkness and the Light
Babylon 5 4x20 - Endgame
Babylon 5 4x21 - Rising Star
Babylon 5 4x22 - The Deconstruction of Falling Stars
Babys Day Out
Bachelor Party
Bachelor and the Bobby-Soxer The
Back To Bataan
Back To The Future 1
Back To The Future 1 (dc)
Back To The Future 1 (hi)
Back To The Future 2
Back To The Future 2 (hi)
Back To The Future 3
Back To The Future 3 (hi)
Back to School (Alan Metter 1986)
Back to the Future II
Back to the Future III
Backfield in Motion
BadBoys TrueStory 2003 CD1
BadBoys TrueStory 2003 CD2
Bad Company
Bad Guy 2001
Bad Santa
Bad Santa (unrated)
Bad Seed The 1956
Bad Timing (Nicolas Roeg 1980)
Bad and the Beautiful The
Badboys II
Badlands
Baise Moi
Balanta 1992 (The Oak)
Ballad Of A Soldier 1959
Balseros 2002
Bamb
Bamba La (1987)
Bamboozled
Bananas
Banchikwang
Band of Brothers 01 - Currahee
Band of Brothers 02 - Day of Days
Band of Brothers 03 - Carentan
Band of Brothers 04 - Replacements
Band of Brothers 05 - Crossroads
Band of Brothers 06 - Bastogne
Band of Brothers 07 - The Breaking Point
Band of Brothers 08 - The Last Patrol
Band of Brothers 09 - Why We Fight
Band of Brothers 10 - Points
Band of Outsiders
Bande des quatre La 1988 CD1
Bande des quatre La 1988 CD2
Bao biao (1969) - Have sword Chang Cheh
Bao lian deng (1999)
Bar El Chino 2003
Baramui Fighter CD1
Baramui Fighter CD2
Baran
Barberella - A Queen Of The Galaxy
Bare Bea 2004
Barefoot Gen 1983
Barfly
Barocco
Barrabas
Barrio 1947 25fps
Basara The Princess 1992 CD1
Basara The Princess 1992 CD2
Basic Instinct
Batman - Mystery of the Batwoman
Batman - The Movie
Batman 1989 CD1
Batman 1989 CD2
Batman and Robin
Batoru Rowaioru II - Requiem (2003) CD1
Batoru Rowaioru II - Requiem (2003) CD2
Batteries Included
Battle Cry CD1
Battle Cry CD2
Battle Hymn 1957
Battle Royale (2000) Directors Cut CD1
Battle Royale (2000) Directors Cut CD2
Battle Royale 2 (2003)
Battle for the Planet of the Apes
Battle of Algiers The (Gillo Pontecorvo 1965) CD1
Battle of Algiers The (Gillo Pontecorvo 1965) CD2
Battle of Britain CD1
Battle of Britain CD2
Battle of the Bulge CD1
Battle of the Bulge CD2
Battlefield Baseball
Battlefield Earth
Battlestar Galactica 01x01 - 33
Battlestar Galactica 01x01 - Litmus
Battlestar Galactica 01x01 - Water
Battlestar Galactica 01x03 - Bastille Day
Battlestar Galactica 01x04 - Act of Contrition
Battlestar Galactica 01x05 - You Cant Go Home Again
Battlestar Galactica 01x07 - Six Degrees of Seperation
Battlestar Galactica 01x08 - Flesh and Bone
Battlestar Galactica 01x09 - Tigh Me Up, Tigh Me Down
Battlestar Galactica 01x10 - The Hand of God
Battlestar Galactica 01x11 - Colonial Day
Battlestar Galactica 01x12 - Kobols Last Gleaming Part 1
Battlestar Galactica 01x13 - Kobols Last Gleaming Part 2
Baxter 1989
Bazaar
Beach The
Bean - The Ultimate Disaster Movie
Beast Cops
Beast From 20,000 Fathoms The 1953
Beast Within The
Beast of War The
Beating Of The Butterflys Wings The 2000
Beatles Anthology The Episode1
Beatles Anthology The Episode2
Beatles Anthology The Episode3
Beatles Anthology The Episode4
Beatles Anthology The Episode5
Beatles Anthology The Episode6
Beatles Anthology The Episode7
Beatles Anthology The Episode8
Beatles Anthology The Special Features
Beatles The - A Hard Dayss Night
Beatles The First US Visit The
Beau Pere - Stepfather - Bertrand Blier 1981
Beautiful Creatures
Beautiful Girls
Beautiful Thing
Beautiful Troublemaker The (1991) CD1
Beautiful Troublemaker The (1991) CD2
Beautiful Troublemaker The (1991) CD3
Beautifull Mind A CD1
Beautifull Mind A CD2
Beauty And The Beast
Beauty and the Beast (Disney Special Platinum Edition)
Beavis and Butt-head Do America (1996)
Bedazzled
Bedford Incident The
Bedroom Key The CD1
Bedroom Key The CD2
Beethoven
Before Night Falls 2000 CD1
Before Night Falls 2000 CD2
Before Sunrise
Before Sunset 2004
Beguiled The
Behind Enemy Lines 2001
Behind The Sun (Walter Salles 2001)
Being John Malkovich
Being There (1979) CD1
Being There (1979) CD2
Belle Epoque CD1
Belle Epoque CD2
Belle and La Bete La (1946)
Bellinin And The Spynx CD1
Bellinin And The Spynx CD2
Bells Of St Marys The (1945)
Belly Of The Beast
Belly of an Architect The
Below
Belphegor
Ben-Hur CD1
Ben-Hur CD2
Bend It Like Beckham
Bend of the River 1952
Beneath the Planet of the Apes
Benny and Joon
Bernie
Best years of our lives 1946
Bet on My Disco
Better Off Dead 1985
Better Than Chocolate
Better Tomorrow 2 A CD1
Better Tomorrow 2 A CD2
Better Tomorrow 3 A
Better Way To Die A
Betty
Between Heaven and Hell
Beverly Hillbillies The 1993
Beverly Hills Ninja
Beyond Borders CD1
Beyond Borders CD2
Beyond The
Beyond The Clouds
Bez konca (No End 1985) CD1
Bez konca (No End 1985) CD2
Biches Les (Claude Chabrol 1968)
Bicho de sete cabezas
Bichunmoo CD1
Bichunmoo CD2
Big
Big Blue The CD1
Big Blue The CD2
Big Bounce The
Big Chill The
Big Daddy
Big Deal on Madonna Street (1958)
Big Fat Liar
Big Fish 2003
Big Hit The
Big Lebowski The
Big Mommas House
Big Nihgt
Big Shot - A Confessions of a Campus Bookie 2002
Big Sleep The
Big clock The 1948
Big girls dont cry
Biker boyz
Billy Elliot
Billy Madison 1995
Biloxi blues
Bingwoo 2004 CD1
Bingwoo 2004 CD2
Bio Dome
Bio Hunter
Bio Zombie
Bionicle 2 A Legends of Metru-Nui
Bionicle Mask Of Light 2003
Birch Tree Meadow The
Bird People in China The 1998 CD1
Bird People in China The 1998 CD2
Bird on a wire
Bishops Wife The 1947 CD1
Bishops Wife The 1947 CD2
Bite the bullet
Bitter Sugar (Azucar amarga)
Black Angel
Black Sabbath
BlackAdder 1x1 - The Foretelling
BlackAdder 1x2 - Born to be King
BlackAdder 1x3 - The Archbishop
BlackAdder 1x4 - The Queen of Spains Beard
BlackAdder 1x5 - Witchsmeller Pursuivant
BlackAdder 1x6 - The Black Seal
BlackAdder 2x1 - Bells
BlackAdder 2x2 - Head
BlackAdder 2x3 - Potato
BlackAdder 2x4 - Money
BlackAdder 2x5 - Beer
BlackAdder 2x6 - Chains
BlackAdder 4x1 - Captain Cook
BlackAdder 4x2 - Corporal Punishment
BlackAdder 4x3 - Major Star
BlackAdder 4x4 - Private Plane
BlackAdder 4x5 - General Hospital
BlackAdder 4x6 - Goodbyeee
BlackAdder Christmas Carol 1988
BlackAdder The Cavalier Years
BlackAdder the Third 3x1
BlackAdder the Third 3x2
BlackAdder the Third 3x3
BlackAdder the Third 3x4
BlackAdder the Third 3x5
BlackAdder the Third 3x6
Black Adder V - Back and Forth
Black Christmas
Black Hawk Down
Black Knight
Black Mask
Black Mask 2
Black Orpheus
Black Rain CD1
Black Rain CD2
Black Sheep
Black Widow 1987
Black and White (1998)
Blackout The 1997 CD1
Blackout The 1997 CD2
Blacula
Blade
Blade 3 - Trinity
Blade Of Fury
Blade Runner (1982 Original Cut) CD1
Blade Runner (1982 Original Cut) CD2
Blade Runner Directors Cut
Blair Witch Project The
Blame It On Rio
Blast From The Past 1999
Blast from the Past
Blazing Saddles
Blazing Sun (1960) CD1
Blazing Sun (1960) CD2
Bleeder
Bless The Child
Blind Beast
Blind Chance (1987) CD1
Blind Chance (1987) CD2
Blind Spot Hitlers Secretary (2002)
Blind date
Bliss
Blob The 1988
Blood Crime
Blood Wedding (1981)
Blood Work
Blood and Black Lace
Blow 2001 CD1
Blow 2001 CD2
Blow Dry 2001
Blown Away 1994 CD1
Blown Away 1994 CD2
Blue (Derek Jarman)
Blue Car
Blue Collar Comedy Tour The Movie
Blue Max The CD1
Blue Max The CD2
Blue Moon
Blue Planet The 1
Blue Planet The 2 - The Deep
Blue Planet The 3 - Open Ocean
Blue Planet The 4 - Frozen Seas
Blue Spring 2001
Blue Velvet
Blue juice 1995
Blue thunder
Blues Brothers The (1980) CD1
Blues Brothers The (1980) CD2
Blues Harp
Boat Trip - Feedback Overflow
Bob Le Flambeur 1955
Bob Marley Story - Rebel Music
Bob and Carol and Ted and Alice
Body Double
Body Heat
Body The
Boiler Room
Bola El
Bone Collector The
Bonnie and Clyde
Book of Fate The
Book of Pooh The
Boondock Saints The
Boot Das 1981 CD1
Boot Das 1981 CD2
Born Romantic
Boucher Le
Bounce
Bourne supremacy The-1CD
Boxcar Bertha
Boy Who Saw The Wind The
Boys and Girls
Boyz N the Hood
Branca de Neve
Bread and Roses
Breakfast Club The
Breakfast at Tiffanys
Breakin all the rules
Breaking Away
Bride with White Hair The
Bridge Man The CD1
Bridge Man The CD2
Bright Future
Broadway Danny Rose
Brother (Takeshi Kitano)
Brother Sun Sister Moon 1972
Brother from Another Planet The 1984
Brotherhood Of The Wolf
Brothers The
Buddy
Buena Estrella La (Lucky Star)
Buffalo Soldiers
Bug 1975
Bugs Bunny - Baseball Bugs (1946)
Bugs Bunny - Big Top Bunny (1951)
Bugs Bunny - Bugs Bunny Gets the Boid (1942)
Bugs Bunny - Bugs Bunny and the Three Bears (1944)
Bugs Bunny - Bugs and Thugs (1954)
Bugs Bunny - Bully for Bugs (1953)
Bugs Bunny - Frigid Hare (1949)
Bugs Bunny - Hair-Raising Hare (1946)
Bugs Bunny - Haredevil Hare (1948)
Bugs Bunny - Long Haired Hare (1949)
Bugs Bunny - My Bunny Lies Over the Sea (1948)
Bugs Bunny - Rabbits Kin (1952)
Bugs Bunny - Tortoise Wins by a Hare (1943)
Bugs Bunny - Wabbit Twouble (1941)
Bugs Bunny - Water Water Every Hare (1952)
Bugs Bunny - Whats Up Doc (1950)
Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck - Rabbit Fire (1951)
Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck - Rabbit Seasoning (1952)
Bugs Bunny and Elmer - Rabbit of Seville (1950)
Bugs Bunny and Taz - Devil May Hare (1954)
Bugs Bunny and Yosemite Sam - Ballot Box Bunny (1951)
Bugs Bunny and Yosemite Sam - Big House Bunny (1950)
Bugs Bunny and Yosemite Sam - Bunker Hill Bunny (1950)
Bugs Bunny and Yosemite Sam - High Diving Hare (1949)
Bugs Life A
Bullet Ballet
Bullet in the Head
Bulletproof Monk 2003
Bullets Over Broadway
Bully (Unrated Theatrical Edition)
Burning Paradise (Ringo Lam 1994)
Burnt Money
Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid A Special Edition
Butchers Wife The