Cop is a 1988 film starring James Woods and Lesley Ann Warren. It is based on the book Blood on the Moon by James Ellroy. The screenplay was written by James B. Harris, who also directs. Harris and Woods co-produced the film.
LAPD detective Sgt. Lloyd Hopkins (Woods) discovers the brutal murder of a young woman. Her body hangs over her bed, and her blood is splattered all over her apartment. Hopkins notices a great deal of feminist literature with titles like Rage in the Womb on her bookshelf. He also sees two classified ads for anonymous sexual encounters. When he returns home, his 8-year old daughter wakes up and begs him for a story. He launches into a profane description of one of his cases, much to the girl's delight. His wife orders him to stop, and they have an argument over the inappropriateness of his stories. Frustrated, he calls up his buddy Dutch Pelz (Durning), and they go on a stakeout, which culminates with Hopkins shooting the suspect. Hopkins asks Dutch to stay at the scene and file the paperwork so that he can take the suspect's voluptuous girlfriend home and have sex with her.
There is a fine line between justice and revenge
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When her son disappears and is believed to be dead, a single mother blames an African-American man from the projects for the kidnapping, creating a racial controversy. An African-American detective and a white missing child researcher team up to investigate the case, which they discover may be more complicated than they expected.
Keywords: asthma, attorney, bandage, based-on-novel, blanket, box-office-flop, camera, carjacking, cough-medicine, court
His Streets. His Rules.
The Truth Is Hiding Where No One Dares To Look.
Lorenzo Council: Kiss my ass, brotherfucker.
Leo Sulivan: Let go and let God.
Karen Collucci: [talking to Brenda] Just nod your head.
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Based on Kari Hotakainen's 1997 novel, the film's main character is a not very successful writer, Hotakainen, who is ordered by his publisher to write a dramatic novel about his own secret life. In search for "manic" inspiration, he becomes entangled in the world of cars, particularly a certain yellow Toyota and a used Alfa Romeo. As Hotakainen breaks ties with his former life and reality, he finds himself in opposition with Pera, the young white trash owner of the Toyota.
Keywords: alcohol, alfa-romeo, author, autobiographical, based-on-novel, car, car-dealer, character-driven, fictional-biography, news-reader
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Based on Kari Hotakainen's 1997 novel, the film's main character is a not very successful writer, Hotakainen, who is ordered by his publisher to write a dramatic novel about his own secret life. In search for "manic" inspiration, he becomes entangled in the world of cars, particularly a certain yellow Toyota and a used Alfa Romeo. As Hotakainen breaks ties with his former life and reality, he finds himself in opposition with Pera, the young white trash owner of the Toyota.
Keywords: alcohol, alfa-romeo, author, autobiographical, based-on-novel, car, car-dealer, character-driven, fictional-biography, news-reader
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The story of Jack, a young man faced with an important life decision. Jack is torn between two opposing forces: the woman he loves, and a domineering friend from the past. Unfortunately, only one of these people has his best interests in mind.
Keywords: independent-film
Life is full of choices...
Jack: I'm sorry. I was scared. She trapped me.::Angel: You trapped yourself.::Jack: I know.
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A young Pennsylvania man moves to Los Angeles to begin work for an ambulance service. There he is teamed with a supremely confident vet who seemingly has gone through a large number of partners. Initially the novice is awed by the more experienced man's capabilities to deal with the high pressure situations they encounter. However, gradually he discovers that all is not as it seems. While the vet is ice on the surface, he actually gets through the ordeals by heavy drug use and avoids commitments. Soon the younger man finds himself pulled into the same world and has to decide what direction he wants to take.
Keywords: independent-film, katana-sword, los-angeles-storm-drain
Over the edge and out of control.
They're an accident waiting to happen.
Jimmy: I like coke...you like coke? Yeah, things go better with coke.
Jimmy: I see how it's gonna be now. Some things are okay, some things aren't okay. Gotta run things by you first, see if it passes your little code of fucking ethics. Fuck you.
Tom: We're the devil, we're the devil, we're evil, we're evil, we're evil, god, we're evil!::Jimmy: Yeah, we're the devil. Shut up!
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LAPD lieutenant Mike Harrigan and his cocky detective partner Jerry Lambert soon realize that what seemed a bloody feud between voodoo high priest King Willie's Jamaican gangs and Ramon Vega's Colombian drug gang is actually the work of a scary third party. Peter Keyes's federal team shields the crime scene even for the LAPD. BUt after forensics proves it must be an alien, who keeps making victims, the chase brings them all together.
Keywords: 1990s, african-american, ak-47, alien, alien-space-craft, alley-fight, antique-gun, arm-cut-off, bar, bare-chested-male
Pull over, park, and pray.
Lions! Tigers! Bears! Oh my!
He's in town with a few days to kill.
Silent. Invisible. Invincible. He's in town with a few days to kill.
Hunting season opens again...
The Ultimate Hunter.
This time he's coming to a different kind of jungle
This Time... Los Angeles, 1997.
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: Look, I don't care how big this is or who's involved. This guy killed Danny and he's going to fall!
Predator: Shit happens.
[Harrigan has stabbed Predator in stomach with its smart disc, then shouts]::Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: Get it straight, asshole!::Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: [while pulling the smart disc out] Shit happens!
Danny Archuleta: A pro would have split the moment the action started. More than one we would have seen them. Whoever did this waited until the last second, took out six guys armed with machine guns by hand, then got by us. Maybe we should give him a job. Put him on the payroll.
Gold Tooth: King Willie says, not only do I have to kill you, but I have to take your soul. Voodoo magic. Fucking voodoo magic, man!::[laughs]::Gold Tooth: But you know what? I tell you what I believe: shit happens!
King Willie: You can't see the eyes of the demon, until him come callin'.
[Harrigan runs through an old woman's apartment, chasing the Predator]::Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: It's all right! I'm a cop!::Ruth: I don't think he gives a shit!
King Willie: They say you want to talk to me. They say you offering me favors. Tell me why, Babylon, Mr. Policeman.
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: [to Jerry] This is what I call the speech, kid. It's the only one I got and I only give it once, so pay attention. 'Til now, it's all been fun and games. "Cops and robbers," Dunkin Donuts. But you're in the shit now. Metro Command is a war zone.
Peter Keyes: How many times do I have to tell you? You don't know what you're dealing with.::[clicks on computer]::Peter Keyes: There's your killer. Wonderful isn't it? Pheromone signatures left by his body. These are scent molecules. [to worker] Punch up for me. Ten years ago one of his kind stalked and eliminated an elite special forces crew in central America. There were two survivors. They indicated that when trapped, the creature activated a self-destruct device that destroyed enough rainforest to cover 300 city blocks. Remarkable weaponry. That's right lieutenant. Other-world life-forms.
wonder what it was that made you this way. maybe as a baby you dropped your rattle, and it still rattles you to this day. you better practice your evil looks in the mirror, they don't work on me. slowly crawling up from the down low. the other cops still call you "fatso". short fuse and a top to blow. unhappy wife. shitty life. hit the bottle. your whole world dropped from under you. left you with sorry excuses. left you with meaningless things to prove, like why you became a cop. why did you become a cop? wonder what it was that made you this way. maybe as a kid your toys were taken away. and it still toys with you to this day. you better practice your evil looks in the mirror, they don't work on me. slowly crawling up from the down low. the other cops still call you "fatso". short fuse and a top to blow. unhappy wife. shitty life. hit the bottle. your whole world dropped from under you. left you with sorry excuses. left you with meaningless things to prove, like why you became a cop. why did you become a cop? shut the fuck up. after my court date, i'll forget about you. i'll tell my cellmate. i'll forget about you. after the jail break, i'll forget about you. after i'm through singing this song, i'll forget about you, i'll forget about you!
(Kid: I'm about to kill somebody)
(Chorus):
Max (?) and John just said he killed a cop
Sit back and relax, John
Just go home and quickly wash your hair
Lay back in my arms
Oh no, what did you do?
It's just something between me and you
We fuss and fight, but what do we get?
(Chorus)
the punishment fits the crime.
nothing beats humiliation.
humiliation's a disease.
nothing beats humiliation.
nothing beats them like a cop with a club.
nothing beats them like a cop in jail.
nobody beats your head in like a cop in a jail.
nobody hurts you like a cop with a club.
nobody rapes you like a cop with a club.
nobody beats your body like a cop in jail.
nobody burns their body like a cop.
nobody burns your skin off like a cop in jail.
the heat hurts.