- What's this?
- Dead girl Two.
Sent over from the Valley division
this afternoon.
I'm sure there's a point
to all of this.
Look at the name, Ed.
"Sarah Louise...
...Connor. " Is this right?
You're kidding me.
The press will be
short-stroking it all over.
A one-day pattern killer.
I hate the weird ones.
So...
Better than mortal man deserves.
- Ginger, have you seen Pugsley?
- Not lately.
- Did you check messages?
- I thought you did.
Hi, Sarah. This is your mom.
There you are, young man.
You mind your mother.
Bye.
Hi, Sarah. Stan Morsky.
Something's come up and
I won't be able to make it tonight.
I just can't get out of it.
Sorry. I'll make it up to you.
Call you in a day or so, okay?
Sorry. Bye.
That bum.
So what if he has a Porsche.
He can't treat you like this.
It's Friday night, for chrissake!
I'll live.
I'll break his kneecaps.
Well, Pugsley still loves me.
Don't you, baby?
God... It's disgusting.
I'm gonna go to a movie.
- You and Matt have a good time.
- We will.
- You too!
- Okay.
Damn it, Matt!
Oh, shit.
Are you aware the killings occurred in
the same order as in the phone book?
What can I tell you guys?
No comment.
But lieutenant,
we've got two murders-
That coffee's two hours cold.
And I put a cigarette out in it.
- Did you reach the next girl?
- I keep getting an answering machine.
- Send a unit.
- I did.
No answer and
the manager's not home.
- Call her.
- I just called her.
Call her again.
Give me a cigarette.
Hi, there.
Fooled you.
You're talking to a machine.
But don't be shy.
Machines need love too.
So talk to it.
And Ginger, that's me...
...or Sarah will get back to you.
Wait for the beep.
Same shit.
I can hear it now. He'll be called
the goddamn "Phone Book Killer. "
I hate these press cases.
Especially the weird press cases.
Where you going?
Make a statement. Make these
jackals work for us for a change.
If I can get on the tube by 11:00...
...maybe she'll call us.
Well?
- How do I look?
- Like shit, boss.
Your mama.
This just in.
Police have announced the name
of the second murder victim...
...which took place today.
Incredibly, the names of the victims
are virtually identical.
7wo hours ago, 36-year-old
Sarah Ann Connor...
...was found dead in her apartment.
- Change this.
- Sarah Louise Connor...
Don't touch it!
...was slain earlier in her home.
Police are refusing to speculate...
...on the similarities...
...and no other connection between
them has been established as of yet.
We'll have more on this
late-breaking story as it comes in.
- You got a phone?
- It's in the back!
Four-fifty!
You've reached the LAPD
emergency number.
All our lines are busy.
If you need a police car sent out
to you, stay on the line.
2-11 in progress at Bob's Liquor,
corner of 3rd and Tavern.
Shoo! Go on!
I'm gonna make a belt out of you.
Don't make me bust you up!
Hi, there.
Fooled you.
You're talking to a machine.
But don't be shy.
Machines need love too.
So talk to it.
And Ginger, that's me...
...or Sarah, will get back to you.
Wait for the beep.
Ginger! It's Sarah! Pick up!
I'm at this place on Pico Boulevard
called TechNoir.
I'm really scared.
I think there's somebody after me.
I hope you play this back soon.
I need you to come and pick me up.
The police keep transferring me.
I'll give them another try.
The number here is 666-9176.
Call me. I need your help.
It's her.
- Sarah Connor? Lieutenant Traxler.
- Look...
...don't put me on hold
or transfer me!
- I won't. Tell me where you are.
- A bar called TechNoir.
I know it. It's on Pico.
Are you all right?
Yeah, but I think there's a guy
following me.
Listen carefully. You're in a public
place. You're safe till we get there.
But stay visible.
Don't go outside or to the restroom.
- I'll have a car there in a minute.
- Okay.
Hey, that guy didn't pay!
Come with me if you wanna live.
Come on!
This is 1-L 19.
I got a hit-