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It's Anna.

Some creeps tried to kill her. What?

Is she... No, she isn't.

Who are you?

I'm Kate Martin. I live in the flat next door to her.

Is there anything I can do?

I'm so full in the mass.

Turn up.

What do you mean you've lost him?

Most likely it was someone she knew, it usually is.

Tell me about her friends.

She didn't have many. She's a bit of a loner.

So you never saw her with anybody else?

Only other students and Dr. Diner, our lecturer.

They're pretty close because of music.

And you never notice anybody hanging around the place?

I mean, it sometimes happens at colleges.

And nobody ever came to the flat? No boyfriends?

Strange, isn't it?

Someone that attractive.

She's obsessed by music.

She's the best at the conservatorium.

Why would anyone try to kill her?

Dr. Steiner?

Turner, CIB.

I came as soon as I heard.

Something's got to be done.

There have been six rapes on the campus this year.

I didn't say anything about rape.

It seems logical.

It was a man, wasn't it?

Yes, I've been told.

We're hoping that Anna will be able to identify her attacker.

She's going to live.

Well, we won't know for another 24 hours or so.

What hospital was she taken to?

Concordia. But she won't be seeing anyone.

She's in intensive care.

Are you telling me I can't see her? No, no, of course not.

But you could be of more help to her here.

You were the last person to see her before it happened, weren't you?

Yes.

I suppose I was.

Why did you give her a lift home?

I often did.

We were friends, and she was having problems.

Work problems?

Personal ones.

Students come to me for help, and I feel it's part of my job to do what I can.

So what were these problems?

I can assure you they have nothing whatsoever to do with what's happened.

I'll decide that.

She was having problems coming to terms with her sexuality.

Meaning?

She was ambivalent about her desires.

Were you having an affair with her?

How do you think that's relevant?

Were you?

I make a point of never having an affair with my students, either male or

female.

Did she have a lover, then?

Not that I'm aware of.

Her rehearsal had gone well. She was beginning to come to terms with herself.

She was happy.

Relaxed.

If you'd excuse me for a moment.

So that's him.

You know?

Almost reminds me.

Couldn't be.

Who?

My husband.

Perhaps it's his bad memory.

Or perhaps it is.

Don't worry.

I'm sure it isn't. It can't be Mike.

I know. I lived with him for ten years.

And, uh... I don't believe it.

Just when she'd been selected for a concert tour.

Our breakthrough.

If only I'd stayed and gone up with her.

You can't blame yourself. Why not? It might never have happened.

She was almost a sister to me.

You're the only one left now, Kate.

Anna will make it, you'll see.

Always the optimist.

That's what I like about you.

Isn't there anything more you can do?

It all seems so unfair Life never ends

I'll see you inside.

No, I'll be all right.

I think I should.

Kate, I've got an awful feeling that this place isn't safe anymore.

What if Mike is guilty?

You could come and stay with me for a while.

Very kind, but... You get a lot of quiet.

Time to work on your score.

I could even help a little.

It gets a little lonely down there sometimes, living all by myself.

I appreciate it, but... Well, we all value our independence.

But if you should ever change your mind for any reason, you're welcome.

Thank you.

Good night.

Good night.

Mike, you're a man.

What are you doing here?

I have to talk to you.

They're looking for you. What have you done?

I haven't done anything. I just came here to see you. I was trying to help

Why did you run away? I panicked.

Everybody was shouting at once.

I just leaned over her to see if she was still alive, and she started

struggling, trying to hit me.

Even she thought I was the killer.

Why didn't you tell the police that? Oh, yeah, sure.

Explain to them that I've been skulking around in the dark waiting for you to

come home.

Oh, Mike.

Well, are you going to let me in?

I was out in the corridor and I heard noises.

You know, like someone's struggling.

And then this figure in black charged it out and knocked me down.

I looked out the window and I saw Anna lying there.

There were no witnesses, no proof.

Who'd believe me?

Do you?

Yes. I don't know why.

Well, I did find something.

A key.

It was an old -fashioned one. It was in her hand.

Where is it?

I lost it in a drain.

Well, the police were chasing me, and I flipped.

That's why I've been to the hospital.

But Anna is the only one who knows what it means.

What did you find out?

They think she'll pull through.

Give me your car keys.

How'd you get here?

Taxi. I'll get you one. No, look, that'll take too long.

Do you ever... Do you ever cry for me?

Do you ever cry for me?

For old times' sake?

I hated the old times.

And the new ones aren't any better.

Thank you.

But you've locked up the wrong man, who was caught running through the hospital

away from his victim.

Now, even you will have to admit that grounds of suspicion.

He went there to try and find out about the key.

Oh, to finish the job, he was seen starting.

No. He told me what he was going to do before he went.

All right. Where is it, then, this key?

Conveniently lost.

You haven't even looked for it.

Why the hell should we?

We're understaffed as it is. Think of the overtime.

He's not guilty.

Well, then he's got nothing to worry about, has he?

You always get yourself in a mess, don't you?

I never used to.

What you need's a mother, not a wife.

Well, there are some things a mother can't do.

And there's some things an ex -wife shouldn't do.

You're my only chance.

If there's nothing there.

Mmm.

musical response to Blake's poem.

O Rose, thou art sick.

The invisible worm that flies in the night in the howling storm has found out

thy bed of crimson joy.

And his dark, secret love thou thy life

destroy.

What do the words mean?

Kicks.

What about you, Kate?

Well, clearly, the rose is the symbol of spiritual love, and the worm is

the flesh, which is the source of its sickness.

The worm enters the heart of the rose, forcing out the spirit of joy.

And his dark...

Secret love does thy life destroy.

Think of all the worms we have in this world.

The priests, the police, the politicians, who lay their

curses on the fairest of boys.

The rose thou art sick.

Right.

I can see that some people are more interested in the corruption of the

than the enlightenment of the spirit. That ends the class.

Kate?

Sorry.

I shouldn't have lost my temper like that.

I couldn't stop thinking about it.

And I could see you were distracted.

Did you come up with anything positive?

It was Mike's only chance. I messed it up.

Tell me about it.

It's his problem. By the way, have you got that composition paper of mine?

Yes, of course. I've finished mine.

How did I go?

Between you and me, you don't have to worry.

I wouldn't want to be treated as a special case.

Oh, but you are.

You know, Kate, I'm tired.

The worst thing about teaching is that it wears you down until you feel old and

you look old.

I hated school.

And now here I am, the blind preaching to the blind.

You teach well.

A temporary improvement due entirely to the presence of certain students.

Now, where did I put the paper?

I must have left him in the music office.

Won't be a minute. That's okay.

Is anything wrong?

No, no, it's a good mark.

Assessment's such a meaningless concept for talented people.

You know, you're the one who's looking tired, Kate.

You should take a couple of days off. You shouldn't push yourself too hard

everything that's happened.

I know my limits.

If only we all did.

I'm sorry, it slipped.

It's very heavy and there's no lift and I couldn't find the warden.

He nearly killed me.

Oh, I know.

Are you sure you're all right?

Oh, nothing a stiff drink wouldn't fix.

I don't drink much.

Oh, no, the warden's going to murder me.

Oh, life.

You struggle to the top of the ladder and then wham, along comes a snake and

down you slide.

It's not really that bad.

Come on, I'll give you a hand.

I'm a geologist. Well, when I've done my time. If we make it to the top of the

stairs. No worries. There's a bottle of wine at the end of it. There need to be.

Oh, girl.

So, what brings you here?

Things just started to get complicated.

I got a scholarship, I shifted out, and here I am.

Good on you.

Not sure which is worse, though.

Living alone or living with a man.

Well, you can't beat independence.

Well, mind you, living like a saint isn't going to help the cause either.

Got any sinners in mind?

Oh, I don't think they're quite your type.

Just what do you think my type is?

Oh, I don't know.

Probably the same as mine.

That's what you're never going to meet.

Hang on, seriously now.

If you loved someone once, but you didn't anymore...

But you still sort of cared about him.

And you thought he was in real trouble. Would you help?

I don't know.

In theory, avoid him like the plague.

But if that's going to make you feel guilty, then I've... Oh, I don't know.

Either way, you lose.

Thanks for nothing.

You sure you don't care about him anymore?

I care.

I just can't live with him.

Don't know how to help him.

I'm here now. We'll work something out. Hey!

We could take up law. I've been to court a few times.

What for? Throwing rocks?

They were policemen.

You laughed.

Need a guide?

Think I can manage.

Now just remember, we're in this together, kiddo.

Night. Night.

I don't know. Lost keys, lost cars. I still think they're connected.

Look, that area's notorious.

Lots of flats, full of students, transients. Easy pickings.

You get 30 stolen cars there a day.

I'll list it, but I wouldn't hold my breath.

Probably find it in a week's time stripped or abandoned.

It's not worth stripping. It's a wreck.

You'd be surprised.

Even joyriders like to make a profit.

Here.

Give Sergeant Gregory a call in a few days. He'll handle it.

And that's all you're going to do?

All right, I'll make sure a patrol car keeps an eye on your place.

Now, will you please go? I've got a homicide to prepare.

Great. Thanks.

Kate, I'm worried about you. I've heard your car's been stolen.

Oh, the police just think a couple of kids have taken it. It'll turn up sooner

or later.

I hope that's all it is for your sake.

You know you played beautifully.

My phrasing was out. I lacked control. It didn't matter. It was emotionally

satisfying. And the way you ended it, the coda.

So delicate.

Moving.

I kept thinking of Anna. So did I.

Remember my invitation to stay. It still stands.

i haven't forgotten take care now i will bye bye

All they can say is it's the key for an old padlock, probably 100 years old.

Nothing like Steiner's house.

So why has Steiner got one?

I don't know. Maybe it belongs to another place she owns.

Or it belongs to someone who's close to her.

Like trying to find a needle in a haystack.

Do you know how many old places there are in this town?

Yeah. I've lived in half of them.

Hey, my car's back.

There's not a mark on it that wasn't there before. Hang on. Thanks

for

the loan.

Needed it for an emergency.

Hope these will make up for it. What are they?

Opera tickets.

Opera?

Whoever it is knows what I like.

What do you make of it?

It's a set -up.

Fifty bucks a ticket's a set -up.

It's the oldest con in the business.

Well, if I don't go, nothing will happen. I won't ever find out who's

What are you doing tonight?

Playing my Johnny Cash records.

Why'd I say I'd go?

I hate opera.

They don't even use guitar.

Okay, so, considering the situation, I can handle it.

What are you doing? We're going to be late.

That should do it.

Well, come on.

See, I told you we're too late.

We've still got five minutes.

Yeah, which way's the bar?

Come on.

Oh, look, I should be at home studying the form for Saturday's race. A bit of

cultural do you good?

At a geriatrics convention?

Wait till you see the thingies.

Our seats are here, so we need two directly opposite.

You mean it's going to cost me money to stuff her?

Would you rather sit in the hot seat?

Will they take a check?

Bye.

Anything yet?

You're not supposed to be watching.

I know. Oh, I know, but this stuff's not bad.

Oh, give them to me.

Wait a minute.

See,

I told you. Shh!

In the box.

What? There's a man in the box next to our seat. He's watching.

He looked ordinary enough to me.

He's been doing it for ages.

Maybe he fancies you. Shut up. Maybe he's the one.

Where are you going?

me, why were you... You were looking at us.

Nonsense. Go away.

What's he

look like? Weird. Come on.

There he is.

Oh, good. Let's go the other way.

This is the absolute mess. Goodness!

What are we doing here?

I can't see anything.

Look, would you calm down?

It's okay.

Any guns?

Just my head.

So much for Turner. She just doesn't want to know.

Oh, she's all right. At least she let you off the dangerous driving charge.

Whoopee.

Hey, when can we do this again? I've never had so much fun. This is serious.

That's why I'm joking.

Let's have a drink. I'm with you, kiddo.

Oh, please.

The king.

He's got it.

That what you're looking for?

But you put it in the jam.

Put the copy in the jam.

What about Mike? You've got to let him go now, aren't you?

Sorry. They took it to a jury. They put him away for life.

But if he's locked away behind bars, who is the creep at the opera? Good

question. And from now on, leave the answer to me, will you?

I don't understand why you both took the risk.

You didn't seem very interested, remember?

So now I'm convinced, all right?

Why Steiner?

You both said you saw a man at the opera.

It's someone she knows. She's protecting someone close to her.

Like whom?

I don't know.

Ask her.

Maybe I will.

Why don't you get some sleep?

I'm all right.

I'm always all right.

How are you, ladies?

Where's Maisie? Just this way.

It's got the best view this side of the bay.

Architect designed.

Earthquake resistant.

Can even withstand a tidal wave.

Not that we're expecting one.

Now there's seven floors, undercover parking, fast modern lift.

Oops. Well, this goes to show we have regular maintenance on all the essential

services.

Well, it's lucky to make an apartment's only on the third floor.

A little exercise won't do us any harm.

Just look at the conveniences. Wall -to -wall carpet, telephone, double locking

doors. Oh, a neat little kitchenette. It's even got a garbage disposal unit.

What a great bathroom.

Have a look at the size of that bath.

Could we have a couple of minutes by ourselves?

Sure, sure. Yeah, help yourselves.

I know you ladies need a bit of time to make up your minds.

I like the flat, but if he says... It's got no character.

I like the old place better.

Tons of character, including a resident psychopath.

Come to think of it, the more I look at it, the more I like it.

Detective Sergeant Turner.

Bit out of the way down here. Almost drove right past.

It suits me.

I find it cuts down on the number of unnecessary visitors.

Doesn't the silence get to you? No. I like the sound of the sea.

Better than the noise that some people make.

Give me the hustle and bustle of the city any day. One person's nectar is

another person's poison. Drink?

No, thanks.

if you're alone.

Yes, I do now.

You were married?

No.

No, I've never had the inclination, nor the time.

My brother James and I used to live here before he went away.

Where did he go to?

He went on a kind of working vacation.

James found life a little too complicated.

A nervous breakdown.

Oh.

Oh, don't be sorry.

It's not your fault. It's not anybody's fault.

Besides, he's happy in his own little world.

You must be rather lonely living here by yourself.

No, not really. I'm used to it. Besides, I have my work.

I see he's a composer. Very impressive.

I'm afraid the critics didn't think so.

Do you compose?

No.

One failure in the family is quite enough, don't you think?

How can I help you?

You heard what happened to Kate Martin, I suppose.

Terribly depressing.

I'm very worried about her. You think it's connected with Anna?

Well, so are ex -husbands, he said.

Why she continues to try to help him, I don't know. You know him?

Yes.

We've met a couple of times.

A rather volatile, obsessive sort of man.

To the point of killing somebody?

Corruption is part of the whole.

Why do you think Anna was killed?

To prevent her identifying her attacker.

Then why assault her in the first place?

People always ask why.

You're the detective. You tell me.

It's usually a logical explanation for everything.

Jealousy, hatred, rejection.

Sex has a lot to answer for.

Yes.

A little simple -minded Freud, and we're all happy.

Just something for the lemmings to chant as they rush towards the apocalypse.

Any better ideas?

Perhaps he just likes it.

That would make him pretty thick, wouldn't it?

I didn't say I was an expert. Perhaps you should dig a little deeper.

Yes, I intend to.

Do you recognize this?

It looks like an old -fashioned door key. I'm told it came from your key

And that Anna was holding one when she was found. It's not mine.

Are you sure? Positive?

It's also been alleged you know who did it.

Well, perhaps your brother could recognize the key. How do I get in touch

him?

I'm afraid that's not possible.

I could get a warrant.

You could very well, but it won't do you any good.

After the breakdown, James went to South America researching.

Tribal music.

I haven't heard from him for six months.

Thank you.

You're on. You want a head start?

Don't you worry about me.

After my brother drowned.

Oh, so.

Oh, that's okay.

He was swimming in the river that ran through our farm.

Dived in and didn't come up again.

So dark and muddy I couldn't see him at first.

He was caught on a snag at the bottom.

So I tugged and pulled, but he was wedged too tight.

And the bubbles just stopped.

So I said to myself, that's never going to happen to me.

Didn't mean to be so morbid.

Come on.

Double or nothing. You're on.

Him trying to kill me.

Well,

I'm afraid there's not much more that we can do.

No evidence.

There's no witnesses.

There's nothing to go on, is there? I want to see Detective Turner. We'll pass

the information on to her.

Where is she?

She's pursuing her inquiries.

Look, I'm sure she'll get in touch with you as soon as she gets back here. Now,

if you'll excuse us.

So that's all they're going to do?

Nothing.

Where are you going?

Coming.

Not again.

So you've moved in with your friend Sally?

I would be geologists.

Must be a great reassurance.

She's the first real friend I've ever had.

She's like a sister to me.

You're lucky.

My brother and I were like that.

Why did he go away?

We were born the same day, the same hour.

We shared everything.

You must miss him.

I do.

But he's still with me.

In spirit.

When's he coming back?

I don't know.

People wouldn't leave him alone, always curious, prying. I'm sorry, I didn't

mean to pry.

I know, I know you didn't.

The critic.

They destroyed his meeting.

They crucified his soul.

It's so sad, isn't it?

The urge to hurt and destroy.

Why didn't he stay and fight?

He had no choice.

I think you're wrong. There's always a choice.

My brother used to tell a story about that.

One day, a small mouse comes out of his hole.

He's scared when he sees how large the world is, so he hides in a long, narrow

corridor.

He runs and runs until he comes to the end. No way out there.

Then, from the other end, a large cat comes up behind him.

What do I do, ask the mouse?

You only have to change directions, said the cat, and gobbled him up.

You see, my brother was the mouse.

No escape.

The way the world works, none of us has any choice.

How many more hours are we going to have to sit here?

The last class is at four.

He's late.

Should have brought a six -pack and a sleeping bag.

Here she comes.

I'll give her a head start.

There she is.

What do we do now?

We get closer.

Somewhere with a quick getaway.

You're killing

us.

We're fine.

What if he sees her?

Now what?

Chad, it's coming.

Come on.

You're not going in with it.

He's left and she might still be alive.

What if she's not?

You prepared to risk it? She might be bleeding to death.

Hey, there's a phone.

I'll look at the phone.

Near the freeway.

What's my name got to do with it?

Sally Reed.

R -E -I -D.

No!

Look now, call me Chris Turner.

What?

Steve Nicholson?

Thank you.

Okay.

Thank you.

Oh.

Thank you.

Why not?

She killed the brother.

Yes, I'd say she probably did it as a form of psychic self -defense.

The brother was a failure, obsessed with his sister's success.

He tried to destroy her. He drove her to the point where she killed him. But

then she was all alone and consumed with guilt.

So she preserved the body.

And then to keep him alive, she became him.

But the body, the body in the freezer, who was that?

The brother. And the killing we saw in the window?

What you saw was a ritual slaying, a reenactment. The brother took over

completely and then heeded to her what she'd done to him.

Whenever she told anything to anyone, he intervened. He wanted her all to

himself.

Too grim for me, kiddo.

Coming?

You don't believe all that crap, do you? Got a better explanation?

You want the long answer or the short answer? The short will do.

Crazy.

The long one?

Really crazy.