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[bleeping sound]

In all my years in all my life, I

have heard many tales of love and lust and death.

Some I believe to be false, some I believe to be true.

But there is one story so unbelievable, so remarkable

that to keep it to myself would feel as though a crime.

Though the details of the story's origins are sparse.

No writer of sound mind could have

written such a tale of deception and cruelty

without the guiding hand of reality itself.

Whether you choose to believe what you hear to be true

is between you and your God.

But I tell it to you now, just as it was told to me.

[sirens wailing]

[clears throat]

Ain't no way around it, Stanwyck.

You fucked up.

Bank robbery, hostages... We got two dead,

two more in the hospital.

One of them, one of our own, on life support.

And you send flowers.

Jesus Christ, Stanwyck.

We are the Westburn County Police Department.

I don't know about to you, but to me, that means something,

goddamn it.

And if you don't...

Marlene?

Yes, Chief.

Send some flowers to the Palmers, will you?

Got it.

Anything else?

No, that's all for now.

Thank you, dear.

[slurping coffee]

Lives are at stake, Stanwyck.

And not just your life, but the lives

of the citizens of Westburn County,

the lives of your brothers and sisters in blue.

When the heat is on, they need to know

that you've got their back.

Hell, I need to know that you've got their back.

You see that?

Protect and Serve.

As a Westburn County police officer,

that is the goddamn job.

When the heat is on, it's up to you.

You have got to take the shot.

You hear me, Stanwyck?

You have got to take the shot.

[jingle bells chimming]

[tense music with jingle bells]

Hello, Thomas.

Hello, Thomas.

Hello, Thomas.

[bell chimming]

Hello, Thomas.

We should do it tonight.

Yes, please.

Not that.

The other thing.

Oh.

That.

It's time.

It's really time.

This is the moment you've been waiting for, Thomas.

Your chance to rescue me.

Yeah.

Well, if we do it, then how do we...

Do we do it?

I've got it all worked out.

I'll leave the solarium door open.

The solar... solar...

The back door.

Oh.

And when he's distracted, you can sneak in and...

You know.

Then we run away.

And then we run away.

It's that easy.

Please, Thomas.

There's no one else I can trust.

Are we sure that...

I mean, we could just go now.

We could just leave.

We don't have to...

You know.

I just want to be absolutely sure that this

is what we want to do.

[door opens]

[footsteps approaching]

Today's the day.

[organ music playing]

[music stops]

[door slides]

[doorbell rings]

Howdy, neighbor.

So I was driving down the street the other night,

and I saw this tacky light display,

right next to Jerry's place.

Speaking of, did you hear about Jerry?

Jerry?

Oh, you know Jerry, with the buck tooth

and the bushy eyebrows.

He works at the car dealership.

He goes on and on about his stamp collection.

He wears clothes three sizes too big.

You know, Jerry, down the street a couple of blocks.

Right, dear?

Yeah.

Yeah, Jerry, just down the street.

Oh, OK.

Anyway, you know his wife Jean.

The two of them got into an argument.

That's right.

And I heard that...

Are we holding you up, dear?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

My husband is coming back tonight,

but not for a couple of hours, at least.

How is old Silas these days.

Oh, Silas?

He's great.

Yeah, just great.

That's great.

Taking good care of you, we assume?

Of course, yeah.

He's such a loving and caring husband.

I'm so lucky to have him in my life.

We don't mean to pry, but...

Sometimes we hear things.

Hear things?

Yelling.

Yelling?

Lots of yelling.

Oh!

I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about.

Does Silas have a bit of a temper?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no.

Everything's wonderful.

We're a match made in heaven.

You know, we're right next door if you ever need anythi.

[car door shuts]

Is that him?

Oh, it can't be.

I think it's him.

It's him?

[somber music plays]

[footsteps stomping]

Honey, I'm home.

And we have guests.

How wonderful?

Sweetie, you're home early.

Oh, my dear, Priscilla.

How I've missed you so much.

Every moment without you has felt like an eternity.

I couldn't bear to live without you any longer.

Oh, I'm so happy.

Hello, Silas.

Andy.

Theo.

I trust I'm not interrupting anything important.

Not at all.

Perhaps, we should get going, dear.

Of course.

Oh, shoot.

I forgot to bring it with us.

What?

That silly postman delivered some of your mail to us again.

We'll just drop it off later if that's OK.

Of course.

Have a wonderful night.

Thank you so much.

Oh, and happy holida...

Hello, Darling.

You're early.

I haven't made dinner yet.

Oh, don't worry about all that.

I'll take you out.

Oh, but with you having been gone so long,

I just want to do something special for you.

How did I get so lucky?

You must be so tired.

Why don't you watch some TV while I get dinner started?

A splendid idea.

Here, I'll take this.

Thank you, dear.

He's back early.

Be here in 20 minutes.

[door slides]

[door slides]

Hello, Darling.

Goodness.

Scared me half to death.

What's all this?

Oh, nothing.

I just missed you.

That's all.

OK.

OK.

I need to get dinner going.

Here.

I'll let you know when everything's ready.

You treat me so well.

[yelling on tv]

[melancholic music]

[tv] Looking for the house, and he wanted to buy it, mayb.

And then he told me about his book about his...

[phone ringing]

Honey, your phone's ringing.

Honey, your phone.

Yes, I know, got it.

Thanks.

OK.

Hello.

Hey, it's me, Tom.

Hey, I don't know about this.

It's too late for that, Thomas.

I don't know what's going on, but he's been acting strange

ever since he got home.

You need to get this over with before something goes wrong.

It's just that I've never done anything like this before.

Oh, don't worry.

We got it all worked out.

Yeah.

But I just don't understand...

Fine.

Don't understand.

Let me do the understanding.

Can't we just leave?

How dare you even think such a thing?

How dare you?

I'm offended.

You are offending me, Thomas.

[tv] I have a friend on the force, you know,

owes me a few favors.

He can make things just disappear.

[priscilla's muffled voice]

I'm sorry, Tom.

It's just... I just can't do this any longer.

I need a knight in shining armor.

I thought that you would be the one to save me

from this cold, dark castle.

But I guess maybe...

I guess maybe I was wrong.

Wait a minute.

I'm not saying... wait a minute.

Goodbye forever, Thomas.

No.

Wait.

Priscilla, wait.

Yes, Thomas?

I'll be your knight in shining armor.

Oh, Thomas.

You are my knight in shining armor.

Please hurry here soon.

The door is unlocked and open.

[melancholic music]

[silas laughing hysterically]

Chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug.

[music intensifies]

[bar patrons cheering]

Dinner's ready.

OK.

Open your eyes.

Oh, honey, my favorite.

Well.

Well, what?

I slaved over a hot stove.

Are you going to eat?

Oh, yeah.

Of course.

Quite delectable, dear.

Quite delectable, indeed.

What about you?

What?

Aren't you going to eat?

Oh.

Of course.

Say, who was on the phone earlier?

Oh.

[clears throat] Nobody.

[sighs]

So

Unded kind of heated.

Oh, it was Jean.

Yeah.

You know, she... well, her husband, you know, they...

They, you know.

Are you OK, dear?

What?

Why do you ask?

Well, I mean, usually, you're a little more loquacious.

Oh.

I'm just tired, I guess.

Well, let's talk about something.

I've been gone for a week.

Well, then.

How was your trip?

I don't want to talk about that.

How about that weather?

The weather?

It's cold outside.

It's cold outside.

Yes.

Not really very stimulating conversation, now is it?

Why not?

It's December.

Well, I'm sorry.

Like I said, I'm tired.

No, no, honey.

I'm sorry.

Damn it all to fuck!

Shit, shitting fuckballs!

Shit bag balls!

It's OK, dear.

Go fuck yourself you fucking, fucking shirt!

You bitch motherfucker!

God fucking damn it!

Damn it!

Damn bitch!

A whole bucket of fuckface!

Just take a deep breath.

Why don't you go change your shirt, and I'll get dessert.

Fuck!

Fuck!

[somber music]

[unzipping bag]

What took you so long?

Oh, nothing.

Well, don't you want dessert?

Of course, dear.

But first, I have a little surprise for you.

Oh.

An early Christmas gift.

Oh, it's beautiful.

[phone ringing]

Ignore that.

What?

Ignore that.

We're busy.

Oh, well, I can't.

It's for work.

Hello?

Hey, sorry to bother you.

What happened with the door?

Oh, well.

I don't know anything about that.

Well, can you open it?

It's pretty cold out here.

Of course, it's cold outside.

It's December.

Oh, well.

Yeah, thanks for calling.

Yeah, I guess I'll see you at work on Monday.

OK.

Goodbye.

Who was that?

Oh, just some guy from work asking about something.

Th

Anks for the necklace.

I think I'll go put it on right now.

[door slides]

It was too close.

What if he'd seen me?

I'm sorry, okay?

What the fuck?

What?

Who is that?

I sort of brought someone.

What?

Well, he's got experience with, you know.

Who is he?

His name is Carl.

He's a pretty cool guy once you get to know him.

Goddamn it, Thomas.

Yeah.

Hey, we cool?

Hey.

Carl.

Carl?

Just Carl.

Listen, honey.

You don't got to worry about anything.

I'm really good at this sort of thing.

What sort of thing is that, Carl, just Carl?

You know.

Just make sure it gets done.

Shiiit.

Priscilla, honey?

Yes, dear.

Where's the necklace?

What?

The necklace?

Oh.

Ah.

Sorry, I was looking at your shirt

to make sure it didn't get stained.

Yeah.

I must've got distracted.

I'll go put it on right now.

Come in.

[loud thud]

There's a step there.

Where do you want us?

[door slides]

The closet.

I'll get him to come in here, and then you can...

You know.

Oh, I know.

Hey, don't worry.

I'm really good at this sort of thing.

[tense music]

She's kinda hot.

What's her story?

[somber music]

Well, hello.

Hello yourself, big guy.

How's the necklace?

Wonderful.

I love it.

What's gotten into you?

Oh, nothing.

Just love.

What's this?

Love.

You want to hear something?

To once love yet rendered yonder, thoust thee cry out

thine billowing sigh.

What is that?

It's a poem.

You write poetry?

Yeah.

Huh.

What does it mean?

Just makes me feel something.

Cool.

Yeah, it's cool.

Ummm.

I'm worried about Priscilla.

What's taking so long?

It's only been a couple of minutes.

I don't like it.

What are you doing?

Come on.

[dance music]

To once love yet rendered yonder,

Thoust thee cry out thine billowing sigh.

What?

Twas nothing so sweet as thine sight of two young lovers...

in love.

Oh, ho.

Chills!

I gotta write that shit down.

What are you talking about?

They go well together, man.

What?

No, no.

No.

No, he's not that bad of a guy.

No, no.

Come on.

We need to go back.

Let's go back.

I'm going to tell you the truth.

He's a nice guy.

And you're a nice guy.

What stops Priscilla from doing the same damn thing to you?

Oh, damn.

Thoust sorrow be still thine aching...

Shut up.

Let's go back.

Maybe we should take it to the bedroom.

I like the way you think.

I have a surprise for you.

A sexy surprise?

Just close your eyes, Silas, and all will be revealed.

[suspenseful music]

Don't worry.

I'm really good at this.

[suspenseful music]

[music stops]

[dramatic music]

[silas and carl grunting]

[someone falling]

Silas!

Call the police.

Are you hurt?

No, no, no.

I got him.

You got him?

Yeah.

Oh, my god!

I'll call the police.

No!

What?

No.

You need rest.

I'll call the police.

Are you sure?

Yeah, of course.

Go get yourself cleaned off.

I'll take care of this.

[muffled screaming]

[muffled screaming]

[muffled screaming]

Oh, two motherfucking shirts in one motherfucking night.

Gotta get them on sale...

You want to come at me?

I don't care who the fuck you are!

I will take your motherfucking ass out.

Out!

Who was that guy?

Who would want to kill me?

Oh!

[clears throat]

Silas, wait.

Silas.

What is it, dear?

Oh,

Oh, nothing.

Did you call the police?

Priscilla?

Oh, yes.

The police.

Yes, I called them.

They said that they were on their way.

They're on their way?

Uh-huh.

Right now?

Yes.

Oh, yes.

On their way.

That's good because when the police get here,

they can figure all this mess out.

Yeah.

Why don't you go sit in the dining room and wait for them.

What about you?

I'll be there in a second.

Let's do it tonight.

Not that.

The other thing.

Tom?

[trips over dead body]

[door slides]

Hey.

Jesus!

What the hell!

What are you doing down there?

Hiding.

How did you get there?

When you guys left, I was trying to sneak out,

but then I heard Silas coming, so I jumped down here.

What are we going to do now?

I don't know.

I can't believe you called the police.

I didn't call the police.

What the hell happened?

Why didn't you... you know?

Well, Carl went out there with the knife,

but then Silas heard.

I thought he was really good at this.

I mean, he said he was.

Why didn't you help him?

Huh?

Why didn't you help Carl, Thomas?

Oh.

The knife, and it was big.

And Silas, he...

Come on.

Honey?

Yes, dear?

What are you doing in there?

Oh. Ah.

Nothing.

Get out when you can.

Honey, you don't need to be in here.

You could contaminate the crime scene, or whatever.

Oh, honey.

I feel so foolish.

And why is that, dear?

Well, it was warm in here last night,

and I unlocked the solarium door.

I fear that I must have forgotten

to lock it this morning.

And that's probably how this, this monster got in here.

The door?

Really?

Yes, the door.

Oh, Silas.

I feel so terrible.

How very strange?

I locked the door just this afternoon.

What?

Yeah.

I noticed it was open, so I went to it, closed it, locked it.

Huh, I guess that means...

Well, it's gotta mean.

It's not your fault!

Huh?

Yeah.

He must have gotten in another way.

That's the only explanation.

Oh, honey.

It's OK.

I know that you would never knowingly put me in harm's wa.

[doorbell rings]

What the fuck?

Is that the police?

Oh, huh?

Damn it.

Howdy, neighbors!

Gentlemen.

We're just dropping off the mail that the postman accidentally

delivered.

Oh, fine.

Thanks.

The mail!

Is everything OK?

Of course!

Well, we really should get back to dinner.

Are you sure?

We thought we heard something...

Something?

Something.

Well, everything is fine.

Yes, it's marvelous.

Is that blood?

Blood?

No, that's nothing.

Is it your blood?

My blood?

No, that's... well, it's...

That is...

Spaghetti sauce.

Spaghetti sauce?

Spaghetti sauce!

Yes, of course!

I made spaghetti.

He loves it.

I do!

It looks like blood to me!

Nope, it's sauce.

Definitely sauce.

Definitely sauce?

Definitely.

I must have spilled some on myself.

Silly me!

So everything's fine?

Oh, yes!

Totally fine.

I'm fine!

He's fine!

Everything is fine!

OK.

Well, we're right next door.

If you need anything, so don't hesitate to...

Honey, let's get back to the spaghetti.

It's getting cold!

Thanks for bringing... woo...

We have the mail.

Of course.

Happy holi...

[door slams]

Oh.

That really looked like blood.

Girl.

I bet she doesn't even make her own sauce.

Oh!

Fucking busybodies.

Don't they have anything better going on?

They're always over here asking their stupid fucking questions.

What do they think is happening here?

Right.

Get fucking life, assholes!

So that wasn't the police.

It wasn't.

But you did call the police?

Oh, yes, of course.

And what did they have to say?

Who?

The police, who you called.

Oh, they said that they were on their way.

Anything else?

Oh, well, I...

Because it seems like they should be here by now.

Who?

The police.

Oh.

We've got an active fucking crime scene in our bedroom,

and they don't have the decency to send somebody over

right away?

I mean, our taxes pay their bills!

I'm sure they're on their way.

There's a lot of tax money, and it's going to waste!

I called them not that long ago.

Our fucking tax money!

I think we should just wait a little bit longer.

Fuck it.

I'm calling the police!

Again!

No, honey, don't do that!

They left me no choice!

[suspenseful music]

[door slides]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Damn it, Thomas.

What are you still doing here?

Well, I tried to leave, but then...

I could have sworn that I...

You are making this very difficult, Thomas.

Very difficult, indeed.

I'm sorry.

It's just that I heard that...

Silas is calling the police right now.

We're running out of time.

The police?!

You can still fix this.

I don't know, Priscilla.

If he's calling the police, I'm not sure that's fixable.

Thomas, you're not thinking of abandoning me, are you?

What?

No, no.

Of course, not.

- I wouldn't - Good

Hey, Priscilla.

What?

Well, he doesn't seem like such a bad guy.

What?

It's just that we saw you guys dancing earlier,

and he doesn't seem so bad.

What are you talking about?

I'm just saying, do we really need to...

You know?

Get your head in the game, Thomas.

What do you think this is, a game?!

Come on!

Stupid motherfucker, fucking die!

Die!

Die!

Piece of shit!

Fucking die!

Motherfucking, fucking shit!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fucking die goddammit!

Fucking shit!

[huffs and pants]

I'll call you in a few minutes, Thomas.

We'll figure out where to go from there.

Wait for my call.

I will.

I love you...

What were you doing back there?

Oh.

Nothing.

Nothing?

Nothing.

Seems like an odd place to be doing nothing.

What did they say?

Who?

The police.

Oh, yes, of course.

The police who I called just now.

What did they say?

Who?

The police.

Oh, you know, police stuff.

Police stuff.

Yeah.

Said they'd be here, and they'd take care of it, and all that.

Sounds like we're in good hands.

That's right.

The boys downtown they're really good with all the...

Police stuff?

Police stuff.

So they are on their way?

That's right.

The police are on their way.

I guess all of this will be over very, very soon.

I guess so.

I guess so.

[melancholic music]

[grunts]

There's a step there.

Yeah.

Wait a minute.

So, who are you?

Uhhh.

Who is that?

Uhhh.

[clock ticking]

It seems like it's been a while.

Police should have made it here by now.

Odd, isn't it, especially since you called them so long ago?

And you called them as well.

Yes.

We both called them.

Therefore, they should be here by now.

Agreed.

Perhaps you should call them again.

Perhaps?

Pe

Rhaps.

Maybe I will call them again.

I hope you do.

Then I shall.

Ah.

What is it, my dear?

Perhaps you should call them from in here.

Perhaps?

Perhaps.

[phone ringing]

Something wrong, my love?

No, no.

Everything's fine.

No answer?

How very strange.

Must be a busy night.

Oh, yes.

I'm sure that's it.

A very busy night.

A busy night for crime.

Oh, dear.

I fear I may have left the oven on.

Is that so?

It is so.

Perhaps I should go check on that right now.

Perhaps?

Perhaps.

We wouldn't want anything else to go wrong tonight.

Agreed.

[tense music with jingle bells]

Hey, it's me, Lily.

You know what to do.

[voicemail machine beeps]

Where the hell are you?

Answer your phone!

[soft music]

Oh, honey.

I know just what we need to calm us down.

Wine!

[suspenseful music]

What's wrong, dear?

Oh, nothing.

I must warn you.

I put a little something extra in yours, love.

Ha. ha. ha.

Ah yes, of course.

Shall we toast?

To what?

To our good health.

To our good health.

[glasses clink]

[tense music]

I can't do it.

I just can't.

Silas.

How can a man drink at a time like this?

Oh, dear.

What's wrong?

What's wrong, you ask?

There's a dead man in the bedroom, and I...

I murdered him!

I'm a monster!

No, don't say that!

It's not your fault.

I've done what God forbade.

Thou shalt not kill.

It's in the Bible and everything, Priscilla!

But it was self-defense, I mean, you had no choice!

You can't be held accountable to that.

Oh, perhaps, you're right.

Perhaps, perhaps I'm just frazzled from all the frenzy

of tonight's events.

Of course, who wouldn't be?

I just, I just need to relax.

Yes, that's it.

Relax!

To our good health!

To our good...

[glasses clink]

What's wrong, my love?

Seems my nerves are acting up.

Oh, well, surely, one little drink of wine

will help put you at ease.

No.

No, no, no.

I don't think I should.

Now, now, dear.

The wine was your idea.

Don't make me drink alone, not tonight.

Come on, dear.

Like you said, to our good health.

[intense music]

Enough!

- Thomas - Lily

Who are you?

Who's that?

Don't just stand there.

- Kill him! - Kill her

Priscilla, this is Lily.

Silas, this is Tom.

Who's Tom?

Who's Lily?

For too long, we've been hiding behind each of your backs

gallivanting as the other's mistress.

And mister-ess.

Granted we knew what we were doing was wrong,

but we were blinded by our endless pursuit

to know love, to know what it is to be loved,

and foolishly we sought it from the despicable likes of you

two.

Yeah!

But on this day, on this day when you crossed the line

of infidelity into the dark corridors of murder,

a shadowy path from which you cannot return,

Tom and I found each other.

Yeah, just a few minutes ago!

We spoke of our misdeeds.

We spoke of our foolish devotion to your manipulative passions.

And it was at that moment that we decided, no more.

No

More?

No more!

[fist pounds desk]

We will no longer be the pawns in your foolish games.

[knife thrown on table]

Also, we're in love!

[kissing sounds]

[kissing sounds]

Thomas!

No!

No!

No!

No, Thomas, don't do this.

What we have is special.

You can't just walk away from that.

I need you.

You're the only one for me.

Tommy, don't let this heat-of-the-moment decision

take you away from all that.

Think of all the good things we could have together.

All the fun times we can have.

But we'll never have any of it...

If you walk out of here with that little...

- Bitch! - Bastard!

[foot steps]

Goodbye.

Forever.

[intense music]

[knife stabbing body]

[knife drops to floor]

Lilly!

Tom...

Yes, my love.

Although my actions and pursuits led to my time

on this Earth being violently cut short,

I don't regret a single thing because it led me to you.

No, Lily hold on!

Tom, tell me once more what you said back there,

the moment we fell in love.

To once love yet rendered yonder, thoust thee cry

out thine billowing sigh.

Twas nothing so sweet as thine sight

of two young lovers in love.

No, no, no, no!

Lily, hold on!

Don't go!

My God...

You.

Now hold on.

Just wait a minute.

You did this to her!

Hold on a minute.

I didn't mean to...

How could you, Silas?

That beautiful young girl, so much life left in her.

OK.

Calm, calm down.

Calm down, everybody!

Let's talk about this.

I understand you're upset...

I'll kill you!

Yes, good idea, Thomas!

[intense music]

[priscilla screams]

I knew something was going on over there.

Oh, Silas.

That son of a bitch.

Fucking worthless sack of shit.

Yes.

I'd like to report a disturbance.

- This is your fault! - This is your fault!

So young.

So innocent.

You're the one that killed her!

Don't you dare say that.

It was an accident, and you know it!

Oh, yeah.

Well, try telling that to the cops.

Oh, yeah, sure.

The cops, who you called over an hour ago,

and they're on their way right now.

Oh, don't give me that shit.

You didn't call them, either.

Of course, not.

That would've ruined everything.

I can't believe you were trying to kill me.

You were trying to kill me!

Of course, I was!

You left me no choice!

What's that supposed to mean?

I gave you everything!

Day after day after day, I was devoted to you and your needs.

And you never gave me anything in return!

My needs?

What about your needs?

What about 'em?

Every day you come home complaining

about work or this or that or anything and everything!

It was always up to me to put you in a good mood.

Always up to me to make things right!

But never once did you provide the same for me!

Well hell hath no fury like a woman scorned!

More like hell hath no idiocy like a dumbass

being a whiny little bitch!

So what was your plan?

Were you gonna run off with this guy?

Well, he was kind and loyal.

And a moron.

You're the moron!

Look, who you were planning to run off with!

What about her?

What about her?

Just look at her!

Well...

What about the dead guy in the bedroom?

Who was that guy?

Oh, Carl.

Carl?

Carl, who?

Carl, just Carl.

I don't know I just met the guy!

Did you love him?

Carl?

No, not Carl!

This guy, the guy on the floor right here!

Oh, Thomas.

Did you love him?

Oh, well, I...

You were going to murder me, and then run off with this fucking

dork, and you didn't even love him?!

Did you love her?

Well, our relationship was about more than labels.

A-ha!

A-ha, what?

A-ha, you were going to use her up and toss her aside.

That is not true.

It was not like that.

Take advantage of her loyalty, drain her

of all life with your constant moaning

and groaning about your pitiful meaningless existence.

And just when there's almost nothing left of her,

you find some new poor soul to take her place,

just like you did to me.

And the cycle continues.

That is not fair, I loved you!

You never loved me!

I now see what I should have seen years ago.

You don't respect me.

I'm not a human being to you.

I'm a prop or a toy to be played with until it breaks.

Well, guess what, bucko?

This toy is broken and is through with your shit!

Priscilla!

Let me guess, was this necklace a part of your plan?

Was it filled with poison?

Or were you just going to strangle me with it?

Now wait a minute!

You can call me names.

You can curse me to the high heavens!

But I will not sit here and be accused of such treachery!

I bought this necklace for you because I love you

and I wanted to give it to you, goddamn it!

What?

From the first day we met, I've lived in fear,

fear that no matter what I did, no matter how hard I tried,

that this day would surely come!

What does that mean?

What day would come?

The day, the day you left me.

On the day we met, a seed was planted

in my brain, a seed of fear.

And as the years went on, that seed,

it grew, and it grew, and it grew until it poisoned

my actions and my thoughts.

And the more it infected me, the more self-destructive I became.

Perhaps if I could control it, perhaps

if I could see it coming, then perhaps it wouldn't be so hard.

Oh, Silas.

I had no idea.

And now that seed of fear has blossomed

into whatever this is.

Look at us.

Look at the mess we've made.

And yet,

the thing I fear the most is,

is losing you.

Perhaps we overreacted.

Perhaps?

Perhaps.

This may sound crazy.

But is it, is it too late to try again?

Is it too late to make things right?

Would that be wrong, Priscilla, to give it one more chance?

Would that be, would that be crazy?

It'd only be crazy if we didn't try.

Oh, honey!

[gunshot]

[priscilla squeaking]

[priscilla squeaking]

Oh, shit.

Hell yeah!

Ma'am, are you OK?

[police sirens in the distance]

Whoa, what happened here?

Oh, it's going to be OK, ma'am.

Everything's, everything's over now.

You're going to be fine.

I have people on their way let's just sit ya down.

Come on.

[sirens wailing]

OK, now you stay right here.

Help is on the way.

[priscilla crying]

[melancholic music]

To our good health.

Fuck!

[dramatic music playing]

[happy music playing]

[sleigh bells chimming]

[somber music]