" Recognize this face?" " What did you say this guys name was?" " I didn't" "His name is Andrew Kunain, he's 27 years old, family lives near here." " No, Judge de Silva, Andrew de Silva, his father used to come in here all the time, buy cigars..." "Kohibas" " Kohibas, the man's got taste." " Well, he was supposed to be some tycoon in the Philippines or something" " And he's rich too." " Yea, but I heard he had to leave the country, cause he was involved in some embezzlement of some stocks." " I find out his last place of residence was some dump in San Diego." "We found a lot of SM toys." " Ahh, that was Andy." "He loved toys." " A lot of the people I talked to knew him pretty well." "Seems like he could never tell the truth about himself for more than 5 minutes at a stretch." " Well, he did make up some fantastic stories." "Most of them were so pretentious, so phony they were laughable." "I don't know who believed him." "He once told me that he was married to a Jewish woman, and his father in law was head of Israeli Masondin." "Still I found him so adorable." " You liked him a lot." " Well, he was young, attractive, entertaining, what's not to like." "Cute and a little mean, an irresistible combination." "Any way, I just fell in love with him." " Seems like a lot of your people did." " My people!" " People like you..." "I mean" " Ohh, I have nothing more to say, officer." " Uh, I'm not..." " Good bye Offcer!" " ..." "listen, you know..." "Touchy." " Would you please tell us anything you know about him." " From what I heard, as child he was never deprived of anything." "He was the only one that the family sent to private school." "Ohh, he was so flamboyant." "You should have seen the first time that I met him." "He was beautiful, not just physically." "I mean, he was incredible charming, even when you knew that he was bullshitting you, it was still hard to turn yourself off of him." "You saw him in his tailored blazers, smoking his fat Kohiba cigars." "He made it hard to say no." " Forgive me for being blunt, but are you saying you had an affair with him?" " You're asking me if slept with him?" " Uh huh." " I wish!" " Nooo." "Guess who, ducky." "Up for a little business tonight?" "What kind?" "Yea, I thought so..." "well, I'll see you at the restaurant." "Ciao." "Shit!" " Good evening sir, how are you doing tonight?" " Very well." " I'm sorry sir, I didn't see you there." " That's alright, you're forgiven." " Thank you!" "Cheers!" " Hey, garcon, put this all on my house account." " Ok, Mr. Kunanin" " Presents for later" "Ladies and Gentleman, as well as you not so deliciously gentle, if I might interrupt the festivities for a moment, we are gathered here to bid a heartbroken farewell to one of the most beloved and respected confrers," "an individual of great wit, a blessing to any gathering." " Where are you off to, Andy?" " San Francisco." "I've been invited to the Versace show." " Who invited you?" " Gianni!" " Gianni Versace?" " The man himself." "Vodka cranberry, double!" " Where are you really off too, Andy?" " I think I found him." " Found who?" " Double vodka and cranberry sir." " Thanks." "Put the tip on my tab give yourself a fifty." " Fifty dollars sir?" " You heard me!" " Jesus Andy, don't you think you should take it a little easy?" " Thank you Mr. Kunanin." " Call me Andy, love." " Think you should take it a little easy with these too." " Look, I'm flying back to Minnesota, take care of some business, bring me back into my millions." " When did you ever touch a million?" "Minnesota... more valuable antiques?" " Of course!" " The only antiquities you're going to find, my dear Andy, are old gents, filled with even older money." " Ahh, do I detect a note of jealousy, love?" " I don't even know you anymore." " People don't know me, they think they do, but they don't." " Excuse me sir, you have an invitation?" " No, but I know Gianni." " What's your name?" " Andrew." " I'm sorry sir, but you're not on the list." " Gianni!" "Don't you remember me?" " Elago de Como?" " You remembered." "Can I come in?" " Sorry sir." " Gianni!" " No, no NO!" "Versace!" " Hi everyone..." "Mr. Versace has chosen the models for our Milano show." "Congratulations to those that were chosen, everybody else better luck next time." " Says names..." " Ok everybody, follow me now and I'll give you the information you'll need for your agencies, this way." "Thank you!" " Excuse me, Ms. Versace!" "You didn't call my name!" " What is your name, young man?" " Andrew." "Andrew Kunanin!" " I'm sorry but your not on the list." " He promised!" " Gianni!" "Could we talk about it." " No, Buena Sera." " The boy looks good." "You don't like him?" " Not bad." "K" " Why not then?" " Something in his eyes worries me." " What?" " este prea disperat!" " Gianni!" " Areverdeci!" " Donatella, Donatella... he promised!" "He promised, he promised..." "Fuck!" " That guy was stupid, the way he pushed himself at you." " Well, Antonio, not every man is born with the genius of Michelangelo or the brain of Galileo." "Some of them are rejects, desperate people." "Their behavior is motivated by their own biological juices, so they maybe they become not only devils but victims too." " Yes, they too could have become angels, if not for some superior plan." " We're all in the hands of God." " There's our car." "So how was Italy." " I barely had time to say Hello and then back to Milan." "How are things here?" " We'll be ready for the exhibition in Milan and Florence, but we're going to have to push for Paris." " Then push!" " This is my paradise." "Miami." " Welcome home Mr. Versace." " So, what shall it be tonight?" "Prust?" " No!" "..." " Antonio, por favore, what are all those security cameras they put everywhere?" "Must we have them." "I don't like being spied on in my own house." " Gianni, that shouldn't bother you." "Ok, ok, but I wouldn't worry about it." " I never worry, except for my mother." " I found it, Truman Capote." " Bella..." "let's go to bed." "I probably not sleep" " You available?" " Surprise!" " What are you doing here?" " You don't look happy to see me." " Andy, it's over." " At least invite me in for a drink?" "Nice." "Verrry nice." "Wow, you must be doing really well for yourself." " You look tired." " Just came from the airport." "Flying tourist with Walmart crowd can be so exhausting." "Do you have some thing a little stronger than coke and I don't mean orange juice." " You kept all your bad habits or just that one." "Pour it yourself, I'm getting dressed." " You know I forgot something." "David, this is for you." " Rolex?" " Just a thank you" " Thank you for what?" " For turning my life around." " Did I, Andy?" "Did I turn your life around?" " Do you like it?" " Where'd you get it?" " I sold my Mercedes." " I don't want it." " Then why don't you give it to Jeffrey?" " Why don't you give it to him yourself?" " So you are still together?" " Da." "Andy, why do you think I left San Diego?" " Because you hated your life there with me and you wanted to start a new one with Jeffrey." " I couldn't stand watching your little charade, posh parties, unpaid tabs at the expensive restaurants." "I just couldn't stand watching what you were doing." " To you?" " To our friends, Andy, to yourself." " Huh, well at least the sex was good." " Come on... you know I couldn't stand that shit." " What shit?" " The SM, leather, the whips, kinky games, fits of jealous rage, you almost choked me to death that night." "You're shit was out of control." " So you really didn't care for me, did you." " Andy, I did care for you." "Sky Vodka... cool." " Andy, I still care about you." " So much, that you stole Jeffrey away from me." " I didn't steal anyone away from you." "Jeffrey couldn't stand it anymore than I could." " That's not true." " It is true." "The how and why it happened." "Andy, you don't belong here." "You have to go!" " Go where?" " Anywhere find your own salvation." "Should I even ask if you have a place to stay in town?" " Well, I do now love." " You haven't changed a bit have you." "You come waltzing in here acting the same way that made me happy to leave you behind in San Diego." "What did you think you were going to accomplish by coming in here?" "Did you think that I was going to have missed you so much that I'd be so grateful to have you grace me with your presence, that I'd fall on my knees and thank God we were together at last" "...where are you Andy... what planet?" " I wish that Jeffrey was here so that both of you could nag at me in stereo." "You would like that wouldn't you?" " You think I'm enjoying this?" "I cared about you." "I just can't bide watching you destroy yourself again." " I guess that's as close to an I love that I'm going to get this evening." " If you have to, stay here, but, if you're staying, stay on the sofa." " You know the way I work, when I have an inspiration," "I sleep with it and, if in the morning, the thought is still in my head, then it's worth working for it." "Come on, let me see." "What did Donatella say?" " She thinks it's fine." " I think it's a little to much, Gianni!" " It is." " Then it's fine." "If I trust my sister, then so should you." " Don't you think this is a bit too much?" " But Donatella... if the neckline weren't down to the ankles, she'd think we were too conservative." " What have I always told you it's never too much, never too little, never too anything." "For the prices we ask, people want to buy some fun." "And if Madonna buys Versace, everybody buys a Versace." "HAl la cjnckjsv And remember it has to be ready for the show in New York." " Yes." " Oh, and Antonio, is the cafe open?" " The cafe is notorious for being open 24 hours, ahh?" " Yea, right I'm still on Italian time." "AN, Miami" " Buna ziua, Gianni!" " Buna!" " Coriere de la serra, La repulica si Junrale." " Here we go." "Mr. Gianni, People magazine just came out and Madonna's inside wearing your clothes." " Bella" " Bonjourno, Sr. Versace" " Don't forget to roll your R's my dear." " Bonjourrrrrno, Sr. Versace." " Brava, Brava" " Something good?" " Madonna looks fantastic in a Versace." "Nu crezi?" " Sr. Versace it's so great to have a star like you here with us." " No, darling, I'm not a star." "I'm just an artist who's been blessed." "A star is someone who spends half of his life looking for success ...and the other half hiding behind a pair of dark glasses." "Uhhh, Shit!" " Hello." " Andy, un it's David." "I'm going to be late tonight, can you fend for yourself?" " Ahh, how late?" " Late, Late..." " Jesus, David." " Don't get huffy, you're a guest." "We've got a lot to talk about but for now let me take this at my own pace." " Ok, then, I guess I'll see you when I see you." ""La naiba omule":)))" "You've reached Jeffrey, I'm not in, please leave a message." "Are you still coming Jeffrey, I REALLY want to see you." " There he is." "All hands, ten but for Admiral Trail." " David?" " And how is my admiral, hmm." " Never quite got that far, Andy." " David?" "Where is David?" " He called just a few minutes ago." "Said he was hung up at the office." "Is that a tired old cliche or what?" "How thoughtful." "Let me take these off your hands." "Make yourself comfortable, I know you know your way around." " David?" "...what happened to the TV?" "WHAT HAPPENED TO THE TV?" " Nothing serious, David just got a little too excited last night." "Now tell me what have you been doing with yourself?" " First, tell me what brings you to Minneapolis?" " What do you think?" "Disapproval of my drinking, Jeffrey." "You were always fucking disapproving." " Not disapproval, Andy, concern." " You sound like David." " Cause we both cared." " So much that you had to leave?" " Maybe we both got sick and tired ...of hearing ourselves talk." " Maybe you and David had more to talk about amongst your selves." " That's it!" "Believe what you want to believe, about us and about yourself." " Look, I'm sorry." "Please don't go." "Wait for David." "Got an idea." "Let me whip something up, spaghetti." "My famous spaghetti." " He's not coming is he?" " Well, sooner or later he will." "He does live here." "I just wanted some time to talk." "Just the two of us." "You were my best friend." "Maybe the only true friend I ever had." "And when you left, and then when David left, do you know how lonely felt?" " Not for long I'm sure." " I deserve that." "Look at him." "Bless by God." "It's so easy for them." " Don't you think you're blessed by God?" "Andy, you have all the smarts..." " Do I have to hear this fucking lecture again?" " Do you know him, Versace, The King of Fashion." " His clothes are shit." " You don't like him?" " I hate him!" " You hate him, well I think he's great." " I think he's shit!" " And you wonder why I walked out on you." "This is exactly what I'm talking about, Andy." "...All you want to do is hear that your life is hunky dory." "You don't want a friend, just an echo." "You piss and moan about these people on TV having what you don't have, but you won't work for it." "You'll go down on any old man with a fat wallet." "Jesus, Andy if you'd just did something with yourself." "You have all the gifts, you always did." "You're just too God damned lazy." " Shut up!" " No, no not this time, Andy." "You asked me to come here, you wanted to talk, we're going to talk." "You want it easy, but then you want sympathy because life's not easy." " Fuck you and David both!" "You're two of a kind, you belong together!" "You have your nice jobs and you're nice places to live." " I worked my ass to get where I am." "The naval academy and..." " Blah, blah, blah" " And so is David you want it easy don't burn my air because you number didn't come in." " Get the fuck out!" " Fine, but don't expect David to put up with your crap any better than he did in San Diego." "You want to keep playing your poor little me, nobody loves me." "You're going to be out in the cold, on your own and I don't think you can hack it on your own." " Oh, no!" "Fuck you!" "Fuck You!" "Fuck You!" "...AND FUCK YOU TOO!" " Don't!" " Andy, what's going on?" " It's not what I wanted." " What happened, what you do." "Oh my God, oh my God?" "Cine-i ala, did you kill him?" " it's done you don't have to ask yourself how much you care about me, you say you do." " It's not a matter of caring, this is murder." " It's a matter of killing me, David." "That's the choice." " I can't kill you, that's not a choice." " We all have choices, David, and all choices have consequences." "...It's your decision!" "Breaking News Story, local residence are stunned by the viciousness of an apparent homicide at the home of prominent architect, David Madigan." "Sources within the police department have revealed that as of yet they have ...not confirmed the suspect or the motive." " Get these guys out of here!" " Everything's under control..." "there's lot blood in there, go see." " Here's my report." " San Diego." " He flew in yesterday." "His name's Kunanin." " Andrew Kunanin." "Do we have ID reports." " Here it is sir, his airline tickets." " Long way from San Diego." "Where did it happen." " In the kitchen." " Good, come on." "Jesus Christ,who's blood is it?" " There is no body, I no body was found." " When we got the call, it took us 5 minutes to get here, sir." " We know who owns the house." " Well if the resident was the victim, his name's David Madsen." "He was an architect." " A resident of Minneapolis for a year and guess what" " He's from San Diego?" " Yup." " Gay?" " If he is, he's still in the closet." " Are we certain that the victim is dead?" " If that's his blood, he's dead!" " If he looks like this TV, I'm sure he's dead." " Question is, who was the victim..." "Kunanin, Madsen, or a third party." " And who called it in." " A voice at a telephone from some payphone, wouldn't identify himself" " Did we trace the call?" " We couldn't, he hung up too quick." "We couldn't get a location." " This is the murder weapon sir." " Jesus... violent" " It's Jeffrey you son of a bitch, you killed Jeffrey!" " Now that you know how does that change things?" " How do you mean, how does it change things, you freak!" "He was my friend, he was your friend!" " If he was my friend, he would still be alive." "David, do you think I could've hurt David unless I had to." " Had to, what the hell could've happened to make you think you had to." " David, I can't explain it to you right now because the way you're feeling now you couldn't possibly understand it." "All I know is that I need your help and, you have to decide whether or not you're going to give me that help." "I just need a few days and then you can do whatever you want, tell the cops anything, I don't care." "Please, if we ever meant anything to each other." " Don't pull that shit, not now." " Then why don't I make it easy for you." " No" " See you do love me... you have to help" "The report goes on to say the police found a bag with Kunanin's name on it and the remainder..." " Stupid asshole, how could you leave that behind?" "I can't do this anymore." "Here are the keys, go..." "I don't want to know where." " Hey, David!" " I like fishing." " Oh, no..." "Look it's a body!" " Let us do our job." " Let's see what we've got." " Madsen, David Madsen." " Alright, take him away." " Here's our second victim." " You find him here too" " Yep" " Who's this?" "Jeffrey Gale?" " Yep that's him." " So, Andrew Kunanin was in love with David Madsen." " David Madsen, 33, successful architect, ex marine, based in SanDiego." "Left town about a year ago to start his own business in Minneapolis." " He had some kind of relationship with Jeffrey Gale, anyway, these two left San Diego and moved to Minneapolis." "Some of my investigations have led me to believe that Kunanin may have thought the relationship they were having constituted as some sort of betrayal." "Anyway, the truth is we don't know what his motivation might have been, but we're searching for one." "I'd like to announce now ladies and gentleman, the beginning of anationwide manhunt for Andrew Kunanin." "I want to wish you all good luck." "Happy hunting." "Thank you." " May I?" " Your tush is already in the chair... my name is Giorgio ...my name is Giorgio." " Giorgio Armani?" " Ohh, noo, and what is your name young man?" " Gianni." " Versace?" " Touche!" " What about AIDS, isn't that a motivation?" " True, we cannot discount the possibility of AIDS." "But there is no solid evidence that Kunanin is HIV positive and if so that that's what sparked his revenge killing spree." " But if that is the case, it will be easy to catch him, we just have to find his past lovers." " Even if that is the case, it doesn't answer the question." "Why, why?" "would AIDS spark him to be a crazed murderer." "I mean thousands of people have AIDS and they don't go on killing sprees." " Unbelievable..." "here's your money." "Tell me when I'll see you again pal." " In hell!" "Only $300..." "Fuck!" "It is now certain the young man came to Minneapolis from Southern California, probably San Diego." "The FBI is conducting a nation wide manhunt for this man." "He was last seen driving through Chicago's gay neighborhoods in a gray Jeep Cherokee he allegedly stole from his previous victim." "This young man is known for preying on elderly, wealthy men." "He is known to be ruthless and will stop at nothing." "If you see this man you should call the FBI or your local police immediately." " Fuck!" " Stop, come back here you're stealing my car!" " Help, help, help" " You're not dead yet?" "Fuck you!" "This will shut you up!" "Don't you know life is shit?" " Here you go, buddy that's one cranberry vodka, that'll be four dollars" " Shit..." "there's a ten." " Hey buddy, don't you want change for this" " Just keep it" " Shit!" "Yea, Police, this Joe from the Roadside Cafe." "I just saw that guy you were looking for." "Yea it was him!" "In a green Lexus!" " Hey you..." " Who me?" " Yea, is this your red truck?" " Yea, why?" " That's why!" " What can I tell you... the guys got no distinguishing marks, He can blend into any crowd." " ..." "He could go anywhere, he doesn't have any strong ties to anyone." "Hang on a second, that's my other phone yea, hold on, hold on... ok, that's my other line, I've gotta take it." "Yes, I got ya... go ahead." "Go... ok.. alright, alright, thank you very much." " Number 4?" " Fuckin A!" "45 year old care taker, cemetery, William Reese, guess what, he's not gay, he's not rich... what was that word you used, predatory..." " Yep... so what did he take?" " Just a GMC red pick up, 97" " The found the Lexus?" " Yea, outside the cemetery gate, and he yanked out the cell phone." " That's to let us know that he knows we're on to him." "Yea, ok, yea, I got it." " What?" " The spotted a red 97 GMC truck headed south." " Miami, like any big city in America has these places what did you call them." " What, enclaves?" " Yea, enclaves!" " Yea, this is one the capitals of the gay culture in the United States." "OH no, you have the Village in New York, West Hollywood in Los Angeles, ..., and we've got South Beach in Miami" " Beats the shit out of a lot of the people you meet on 5th avenue in Manhattan or Pennsylvania in D.C." " Look at the people, they're friendly, they're happy, they're energetic." "just frumos" "I'm joining them" " Hey, can I get a room!" " Do you have a reservation?" " NO I don't have a reservation?" " What is your name?" " Andrew De Silva!" " How long will you stay?" " Just one night, what's the rate?" " $35.73 per night, $240 a week, you save $10 for a week." " I just need it for one night!" " Ok, ok, what is your name?" " Andrew de Silva, de Silva!" " OK." "Hello gorgeous, you do look good!" " Can I help you?" " Yea, these old coins must be worth $100 or two especially this one," "I think it's one of Queen Victoria's." " Let me weigh these." " Come on Can I get my fucking money?" " You gotta sign here, social security number I'll be right back!" "$200 and you've got 60days." " Yea, hello police?" " You call the police?" " Yea, I did, this guy was just in here" " You sure it was him?" " yea, he pawned some old coins..." " Can I see them please?" " yea this is it right here!" " Don't touch it Bernie" "Alright, I'm going to confiscate this for evidence." " I gotta receipt, that's his signature right there" "I'm gonna need a receipt for that." " I'll sign your receipt!" " Can I help you?" " I'm here to see Chief Roberts" "Roberts, what kind of shit are you pulling?" "We've had to wait four days for the fingerprint report..." "FOUR DAYS!" "I'm trying to conduct a nationwide manhunt here!" " Gentlemen, please, calm down!" " You know someone could killed any moment and you're asking us to calm down." " You know what, you could be the next fucking victim so think about it." " Sir, FBI" " You know this man" " Yes, I know this man, De Silva" " De Silva?" " No, Kunanin!" " Whatever his name is, he's no longer in this hotel." " Can you tell us where he went?" " No, no I'm sorry, I don't know, is there something else I can do for you?" " No nothing, we're late again" " Permiso?" " Gracias, adios" " Housekeeping" " Go away!" " You people are the FBI!" "You're supposed to be the best!" "I've a spree killer loose in my city and you don't have a clue where the fucking bastard is!" "What I really mean is, that we've got this guy who hasn't been all that sneaky, he's been walking around practically with a sign on him that says "Me Killer, You Victim"" "...still, we can't find him." "You FBI honchos, the best of best have been in town 2 weeks already ...and you have NOTHING, WHY, dammit, why?" " Why don't you tell us why, Chief?" " Look at this we're talking about island that's only 7 miles long with a transient population that fluctuates constantly." "We got tourists from all the world, we've got a pretty high flying gay community, we've got a pretty high flying straight community, we got a large Latino immigration population we're talking about a city that hasn't looked the same two days in a row" " Tell me something Chief where are all the flyers I told you to print up, huh?" "I haven't seen a fucking flyer anywhere!" " Well, that's not exactly true, is it?" " No?" " Remember that it was the flyer that alerted the Pawn Clerk." " So, these fucking flyers are supposed to be papered all over street corner, warning people about this nutcase, now we didn't even see any for at least a week" " There out there now!" " Good!" " Look, this kind of massive alarm is just a logistical nightmare!" " Wait a minute..." " Oh really" " Law enforcement is just like every other government agency, it's a damn bureaucracy ...it's what help up Kunanin's prints at the Pawn shop, it's what help up the damn flyers everything takes a long time to get done," "down here in the South cause everyone's so sun struck no, everyone's so FUCKING LAZY!" " Listen you guys, I know the beach like the palm of my hand and" "I'm telling you I don't what it good it's goin to do to paper theplace with flyers." "People hang out here to have a good time gay or straight." "Nobody wants to hear bad news." "If own a club, a bar, a restaurant, what the hell do you think it's going to do for your business to hang a flyer in the window that says," ""Oh, by the way, we have a killer lose in the neighborhood!"" " What can I help you with?" " Tuna sandwich on rye, to go" " Tuna sandwich?" "On rye?" "To go?" " Yea" " Hey, hey?" " Where the hell is my sandwich?" " It's coming right up" " You know what, eat it yourself, shithead." " Hey..." "I know you, I seen you on TV!" " Carlos, I need my bill in two seconds" " You checking out?" " Yes, I'm checking out, I'm going to Havana" " Sr. you don't what to go Havana, it's a royal mess down there!" " Charlie, the police are here!" " Yea, I saw him, I saw him" " No, I saw him, I him!" " Who's on first?" " Me I saw him" " No, I did" " Alright, where'd he go?" " There's a hotel about two blocks that way" " no three blocks" " Alright, thank you." " I saw - no I saw him" " Hurry up you stupid immigrant" " Ok!" "..." " This guy staying here?" " Yea, he just left a second ago, and he left without paying the bill" " Where'd he go?" " To Havana!" " Elaine, Elaine, come over here!" " What is it Charlie?" " This young man would like to meet you ...this the famous Elaine ...and, uh, what was your name?" " Andrew, Andrew de Silva" " Elaine Lancaster, Texas Lancasters, enchante" " It's a pleasure" " Set him up, Charlie!" " Sweetie, that figure's FIERCE" "I know some girls that would kill for something like that" "RuPaul, watch out!" " Heellooo, try the word Goddess" " Honey, where are you from?" "Are you new here in town?" "You sure look fresh" " Well, I'm going to the University of Miami, Political Science." "I just came in to get settled before the semester starts." " OH, dorm life, don't you love it?" " Dorm life, oh, Ms. Thang, that's so de clase" "I have an apartment at the Forte towers." "Really, I have a lot of great friends who live at the Forte Towers, ...what floor are on?" " You know a friend set it up for me and I really haven't been there, so watch me not be able to find my own place." " well listen, I've gotta go, ok baby, we'll talk later or something like that." "I've got things I've gotta do." "We can talk some other time." "Sure, we'll hook up." "This week looks bad for me, but I guarantee you'll hear from me again." " Ok, buh bye!" " Where'd the bitch go?" " Who cares!" "Fuckin' whore!" " sweetie, what took you boys so long?" "It's been 20minutes my God!" "What'd you think he was going to do?" "Take an electric chair and wait for you to get here?" " Where is he?" " Out killing Miami Beaches' chief of police for all I care." " I'm the fucking Chief of Police" " Then you'd better watch out." " Thank you very much" " Thank you" " You sure it was him?" " Roller blades?" "Now what would he be doing on roller blades?" "Come on, now do me a favor and just stay there and keep your eyes peeled, alright." " Do you mind?" "My desk please?" " Why, of course, Chief." " So, what's up?" " Well, we're slowly closing in on him." " slowly?" "What, we play low key and hope to lure him out?" "Or turn up the heat and flush him out?" " No, now that we've got him in ou sights I'm afraid to do anything that would make him move cause then we'll lose him again." " Look this guy's desperate and he's broke and he knows we're closing in on him." "I don't think he can get out of Miami." "I say se turn up the heat, we hit the street and we coordinate a search like Miami has never seen before." " God dammit!" " What's a matter?" " Well, he's gotta figure we're closing in on him and he's gotta be worried" " What do you mean?" " Kunanin loves being center stage right?" "If he figures the show is just about over," "I'm afraid he's going to plan to go out with a big bang and makes sure the world never forgets" " Kunanin's room is right around the corner." " Damn!" " We're late again!" "Don't forget to let us know if he comes back for his things, alright." " Mario, fetch a car" " Mario, don't fetch a car, we can walk to the cafe." " We're going to be late to the movies." " No, we have time" "Gianni, what is it?" "That guy on roller blades ... I've seen him somewhere before." " You look worried." " I can't explain why, but yes," "I feel troubled" " You have no peace since you came from Europe." "Gianni, I see a constant cloud in your face." "Maybe there is no peace on earth for those who are too successful." " You've seen millionsof faces in your life..." " Buena sera, Gianni" " Welcome home" " Salud" "It was glorious." "It was like being on another planet." " It is a shame you must come back to earth." " No really, earth is not that bad ...you know." "According to the saints and the sages, ...to belong to the earth is part of the grand design of nature." "Now, don't you feel better?" " Here's your margarita Mr. Versace" " How many times have I told you to roll your r's?" "MARRRRGARRRITA" "Ok, let's rush, I don't want to miss the beginning of the movie." " 3 for contact." " $18 please ... thank you." " Has the early show started?" " No, but it's about to." " Is it crowded?" " Are you kidding?" "On a Monday night?" "The three of you could spread across six seats." " Gianni!" " Coming" " Good morning, you're up early" " There are already people on the beach." "I'm going to take my walk to the News Cafe." "Call ahead to prepare my magazines and a couple of croissants." " Ok, I'll prepare breakfast." " Mr. Versace!" "I saw your Paris show on TV" "VERY NICE!" "I think you're out of this world, Mr. Versace." " Thank you." " Bonjourno ..." "Mr. Versace, here's your magazines" " Mr. Versace ... here's the croissants you ordered." "Everything alright, you're not smiling" " Ah, one of those days.." " You didn't walk your normal route this morning." " Maybe, I wanted to be closer to the ocean." " Ciao" "Gianni, no" "I saw him, I saw him running that way." " Where's Versace" " He's in number eight" " Somebody brought in Gianni Versace" " I'm sorry, you can't be in here, you'll have to wait in the waiting room." "I'll send out a doctor as soon as we know anything" "It's ok Antonio, we'll have to wait." "It'll be ok Antonio" " Doctor, can you tell us his condition?" " This is a hospital, please quite down." " Is there anybody here that's the family of Gianni Versace?" " I am Antonio DeMico, I am, I am family." " I am Jamie Cordona, I am family." "Mr. DeMico, Mr. Cordona, I am sorry to tell you that" "Mr. Versace is no longer with us." " Doctor, please, can you give us a statement?" " Yes, yes, I can." "Mr. Versace was in cardiac arrest whe they brought him in his heart had stopped about 20 minutes before they brought him in." " He was systematically brain dead at the time" " Mr. DeMico, please give us a comment." " I'm sure the whole world is waiting to hear the reaction of a close member of the Versace family." " What can I say?" "There are no words to describe this kind of tragedy." "I am devastated." "My heart is bleeding." "I just want to die" " Hey, it's me Andy." "I didn't know who else to call." "I need a passport." "  Andy you can't be serious." " It's just a passport!" "  My God Andy!" "Everyone in the world is looking for you." " That's why I need your fucking passport!" "  I can't Andy, I just can't!" " Is there somebody else I can call?" "  I'm sorry Andy..." " You don't know how sorry you're going to be!" " Ladies and gentlemen, please hold your questions." "The spree murderer has been identified as Andrew Kunanin ...of San Diego, California." "Kunanin has been on the top of the FBI's most wanted list for several weeks now." "I'd like to turn it over now to special agents' John Jacoby and Bernie Rogers of the FBI." " Good morning, Ladies and Gentlemen." "Our ballistics reports indicate that the bullets found in the body of Gianni Versace match the ones found in the victims David Madsen of Minneapolis and William Reese of New Jersey killed earlier this month." "We believe that Kunanin is till on the island." " How can you be so sure, Agent Jacoby?" " Well, for one, we have found a vehicle in a parking garage on Collins Avenue, the vehicle is a red GMC pickup and belonged to Mr. William Reese of New Jersey." "vicivsvnsdsds" "In addition, we have been combing Miami Int'l Airport since this morning and have found nothing." " WHAT IS YOUR PLAN?" "WHAT IS THE FBI'S PLAN?" " Who's the next victim?" "Madonna?" " Very funny" "We have a plan a very good one." "Now if you'll all just be patient, we'll get information to you as soon as it comes up." "Thank you." " Hello..." "yea, this is detective Rogers." "Yes mam." "You saw Kunanin you saw him in, in, in Israel." "I believe you." "Believe me, I believe you." "Would you hold on please." " We don't expect to see Kunanin ...this guy says he saw Kunanin in Alaska!" " Hold on mam" " Hey, what you doin here?" "GET OUT!" " No!" "You get out!" "Shit!" " Yea, yea, I've got that sir." "And your phone number is?" " Take you time, slowly sir!" "Speak English, please, only English" " Wait, hold it sir." " My name is Fernando Garrerra, yes,..." "I am the caretaker of the houseboat, in the beach" "I go inside the house..." "I walk in..." "... I didn't know." "I look up and there's a man with a gun, he shoots at me `Bang', I run" " What do you mean, shot at you?" " The bullets fly over me..." " Who shot at you?" " The man in the TV" " Where are you?" " In the houseboat, in Miami Beach" " WHERE, WHERE!" "?" " At 5215 Collins Avenue" " Are you sure it was Kunanin?" " Alright, slow down now, please, only English." " I am telling you, he is the man on the TV, ...I see all the time 2, 3 days ... he's here!" " Alright, alright sir." "We got him" " Fuck you FUCK YOU ALL!" " I am Fernando Garrerra, he's still inside the boat." " Seems like we're late again" " I think you're right." "You guys take it in ...you guys stay back" " It's him..." "Andrew Kunanin" " God damn him!" " It's a Versace!" " You think they knew each other?" " I don't know." " That's funny..." "I heard two shots." "He had to be dead after the first one." " Maybe somebody else killed him." " da..." "Maybe ..." " Excuse me, I was just wondering what you're doing here?" " I'm here for my Gianni." " Did you know him?" " Yes" " God Bless you." "See what Kunanin did?" " Well, the way Kunanin lived, as far as I've seen it, is fuck you to people and that's the way he died." "You want answers, you want to know why, well FUCK YOU." " Reason people want to know is because you get this fear about the guy next to you, right, and you wonder what could make somebody become this kind of horror." " There just looking for something, you know, it's an omen, a danger sign, a red flag." "Damn!" " It's funny." "It's like there were mirror images of each other." "Gianni Versace was this successful, powerful, brilliant gay man which is everything that Kunanin wanted to be but couldn't become," "so he had to do the only thing he knew how to do, which was steal somebody else's fame." "Yea!" "We are people hooked on celebrity." "We buy supermarket tabloids, we're addicted." "There's no sense to it." "That we're more interested in movie stars, fashion designers and tycoons than brain surgeons." "And any student of religion can tell you that people create their own God" "if that's kind of people we are then somebody like Andrew Kunanin was inevitable." "Maybe one day the Devil will change back into in an angel." "Unfortunately, it won't be in our time." "sfarsit" "traducerea si adaptarea Andreea Groza, (te cam iubeste pitz)"