Deafula (1975) (part 4 of 10)
And hey, look who’s coming into the restaurant! It’s the Preacher’s Son Steve! He stretches out his arms, then clasps hands with the American Detective, and it turns out the two of them are old school chums. The American Detective introduces the “English” Detective, who finally gets a name here, and it’s “Butterfield”.
Actually, he’s introduced as the “police detective Butterfield from Scotland Yard. An inspector!” So, wait, is he police or not? Hang on, so when the American Detective told Butterfield to “let the police take care of it”, that was actually just a shitty line? What do you know.
The American Detective then introduces the Preacher’s Son Steve as “my good friend Steve Adams”. And in case you’re not keeping up, this means that the two detectives investigating all the recent murders are having dinner with the murderer, purely by coincidence. I’d call this lazy plotting, but it’s actually far more demented than that. A lazy writer couldn’t come up with a script this crazy.