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DOPPELGANGER

Good evening, the miss Gooding. - Good evening. - Watch your step.

No! You don't understand!

If she marries that shrink,

our share of the fund will be legally turned over to her.

There are other ways of dealing with the...

No! You are wrong!

The shrink will have the estate audited.

And the auditors will wonder where all of the money went.

I know. I'm her mother, thank you very much.

Michael... It's us or her.

The little bitch has gotta disappear!

She's back. I gotta go.

Holly? Sweet? I am coming, honey! Coming!

Holly, where you've been?

Holly! Holly, what's wrong? Holly, what's happening?

No!!!

Los Angeles

We arrived.

Angel's Court

Sorry. I know it's not convenience But can you wait here for a second?

Sure. That's not problem.- Thanks.

Do you know you where Patrick lives? - Right through there.

I know I'm late with the rent. The thing is I've gotta cheque's coming in two days.

...three weeks ago...

Please...

I gotta go. You'll get the money in two days, I swear.

I'll just take everything I own. Alright?

I know that much. Thank you. Butthead!

Hi! You are Patrick, right? - Yeah. I am Patrick.

And you are...? - Holly Gooding.

I saw your add in paper and I am sorry I didn�t call. Just...

I thought if you'd mind to look around? - No, not at all.

Please, come in. Sorry, it's a little messy. I am a writer, you know.

The writers thrive on anarchy. Please, please...

Just right back there...

The add in papers says two bedrooms. I only see one.

Two bedrooms? That is funny...

The thing about that is that I have strange schedule.

I get ideas in the daytime and write at night.

And I take quick naps on that... over there at desk.

And I never really use bedroom actually.

So I just figure out someone else may use it so...

And there's only one bathroom?

The thing about that is I only have a razor and toothbrush.

You have all that space in there.

Do you spend much time at home? - Yes. Yes and no. I write at home,

but at night do research. So, I'm not much inside.

That's good. Cause I spend time at home.

Another thing, there is lots of closet space.

Is it your cat? - Cat? That's Nathan.

Nathan is great.

Great cat. Very talented. He makes his own clothes.

If you got a problem with these he's mostly an outside cat.

Sometimes he stays inside. You'll hardly ever see him.

Is it a earthquake? - No. Truck its on his way to construction site down the street.

It happens once a week, and almost finished. So...

It's really a very quiet neighborhood. - I came from L. A. and

I've always had nightmares: about big earthquake and L.A. falling right into ocean.

How much do you say for month? - The price is $420 in month.

But if that is too much for you, I can definitely work on it.

No, that's fine.

Unless you mind rooming with the woman? - I don't mind. Of course not.

We live in 90's. Everything is-great. People are people, you know?

When would you like to move in? - My suitcase is in the cab.

Nathan, don't just sit there. Set the table.

I hope you like Chicken Highsmith. It's an old family recipe. Nathan?

You're ok? - Yeah. - Alright.

How do you feel? You jetlagged? - No. I'm fine. Can I help?

No. Almost done.

Well, I can make the salad. I can't cook, but I can cut.

Oh, this has never been better. This is perfect.

No! No, please don't! Please!

No! Don't!

No! No, please don't!

Did you sell the house at Mulholland? - You know I did.

Maybe you should show them place on Laurel?

I couldn't write this kind of dialogs if I try.

I think I'm gonna change the vampire lovers into the real state agents.

That's great! What? - Patrick, what's the matter with you?

You look like shit. What's up? - I'm sorry. I haven't much sleep last night.

I gotta new roommate. - So.

What, the guy snores louder then you, or what? - No, it's a girl.

It's a girl? - It's different. - Different? How?

Different then who?

Elly, it's not what you're thinking. - How is she different. Why is she different?

What does she do? - I don't know. I didn't ask her.

Patrick, you take this woman into your apartment and don't even know what she does?

What is the matter with you?

I know you only think with your dick, but this is ridiculous!

Now you are too tired to write.

Patrick, I want you. I've always wanted you. Take me right here on the table.

I'm waiting for you, baby...

Right. - What are you looking at?

Her. It's her. - How old is she? 12?

No, but she's really young.

Yeah, how young? Jailbait young? - No.

No, she's old enough to order beer if she wants to.

This is really weird.

How did she get here so fast. She was sleeping when I left the house this morning.

Maybe you woke up here when you slammed the door?

I did not slam the door!

You always slam the door. - Do not! You do!

It's all that repressed anger you've got locked up inside you.

I'm very concerned about you, Patrick. You're a grown man who never take off his hat.

Maybe you should call Mike, find some prostitute...

Yeah, a lot of good therapy did it to you, Elly. - Shut up!

Hey, call your therapist, Mikey. That's pretty L.A.

Why don't you invite your new Chiquita-banana to join us?

Sure she followed you here. - She's not my girlfriend, OK?

And I don't have any idea why she followed me.

You know, I think I'm gonna ask her... before we fight.

Holly! Come here over for breakfast!

Sorry, I didn't think about it before. I didn't want to wake you up!

Holly?

So, visiting hours are when?

Weekends and weekdays?

I am a relative. So, how is he doing?

Ok. Thank you very much. Bye, bye.

Hi! How are you? - I've never seen this place so clean in my entire life. Thank you.

Next week, I'll do the cleaning.

You don't have to. I like sort of housework anyway.

And you're out of detergent.

I've been meaning to buy some.

You probably didn't hear me when I called you. - Called me, when?

About an hour ago. St.Monica and Kings Road. I had breakfast with a friend.

And I saw you across the street.

I called if you wanna come join us, but...

Haven't been on St.Monica boulevard and haven't left the house all day.

Weird? My mistake.

The girl I saw, just like you. Same clothes and everything...

No, no, no. It can't be!

Sorry, I have really lousy eyesight. You know, it's a writer's affliction.

Bad with people's names too.

Are you Ok? - Just don't touch me!

Alright...I didn't mean to... Sorry I upset you.

Look, it's not your fault, ok? I have to call New York. And...

I'll pay for it. Ok? - No problem, no problem.

I'll just go and let you have your privacy now. I'll go buy some detergent.

This is Dr. Heller. I'm not by the phone right now.

But if you leave your name and number I'll call you back as soon as possible.

Thank you.

Dr.Heller. Hi, it's me, Holly.

Listen...She's back. She's back in L.A. I don't know what she wants now.

Sorry, I scared you. - It's Ok.

What are you writing? - I'm...it's the same screenplay.

I can't get it right.

I'm trying write "Breakfast at Tiffany's" as a horror move.

Probably not a good idea.

Can I read some?

If you want to read something decent, this is pretty much it.

National short story Contest winner Patrick Highsmith

Page 39.

I was still at college.

I entered in a short story competition and won the 1st prize.

I thought it's gonna be that easy from then on. Shit.

Thought I was the second coming of... Truman Capote.

It's very good. You are very talented.

It's very romantic. - Well, sort of romantic.

Listen, I am really sorry that I yelled at you before.

Please say that you forgive me, because I can't handle anybody being angry at me.

I forgive you.

We all get upset from time to time. This is an unsettling city, you know.

I left St. Paul because I thought that city was - too silent.

Do you have car? - Yeah.

It's not a great car. But it's a car.

Well, I'm gonna see the old house that I lived in before I moved.

Tomorrow morning at 12.

I'm meeting Mr Wallace there, who's our family lawyer.

An old friend of my father's and...

I was just wondering if you'd drive me.

I mean, I'll pay you for your time.

That is - if you have the time - I have the time.

Ok. Great.

Goodnight. - Goodnight.

Cops after you or something? - Why do you think that?

I am kidding.

I got it. Cops...very funny.

What did you say?

Holly, we should go. We'll be late. You should give me your purse.

Look, I am not a piece of meat!

You wouldn't want someone saying that to your sister, would you?

My sister wouldn't dress like you. Like you're begging for this.

Ok, I understand.

You bitch, I'll kill you! - I'd like to see you try it!

Holly. Hi. How are you?

This is my friend Patrick Highsmith. This is Mr.Wallace.

Nice to meet you. What's with the "Mr. Wallace" - Michael, right?

Just like old times.

You know, its really good to see you.

You've been getting your monthly cheques, right? - Yeah.

I was little surprised, when you asked me the keys.

The house has been sealed for 4 years. And I thought that...

I know. I just really wanted to look inside and look around.

Do you want me to come in with you? - No. Thank you.

Then how about dinner later, tonight? - Some other time.

No problem. You call.

Right out of a Bette Davis movie.

Where do your parents live now? - They are both dead.

I'm sorry.

Someone live here? Caretaker or something?

No, why?

I saw someone on window up there.

Do you need help with that lock? - You know what? Let's go back.

Come on, we've just get here. - Seriously, I'm really hungry

and I really wanna get something to eat so, we'll go. I'll buy it.

Come on, let's go.

Come on, let's go.

This wind is incredible. - Yeah, pretty spooky, ha?

Santa Anas, always makes me feel like its the end of the world or something.

I like it. Its very musical and exciting.

Your nose is bleeding. - No, its for dry air.

I'm used to it. It happens to me all the time.

People think its scary, but it's a natural thing.

Would you like some tea, or...? - No, thank you. - Sure?

It's just the toast. Would you like "Toast Highsmith"?

What is "Toast Highsmith"?

It is mustard and grape jelly on toast. It is to die for!

I really want to thank you for giving me a ride today. You are a good guy.

Don't say that, please. Anything but that.

Ok. You are a good writer and a good guy.

And you're very kind.

I'm not that kind. Really.

Curse Nathan. This is not a jungle. I feed you enough food.

Good morning. - Morning.

What are you doing? - Just looking.

- Neat. - Do you know what?

This is thing is very personal to me. I never let anyone touch it.

My father gave it to me when I was very little.

Ok, no problem.

Who's he? - My brother Fred.

He's cute, isn't he? - Just like his sister.

That's one of the reasons why I came out here - to visit him.

What happened to your hand? - Last night things gone a little out of hand, no pun intended.

What do you mean things got out of hand? - Last night we were great together.

What do you mean we were great together? We didn't do anything, you and I.

You and her can do all the dirty things you want to.

But I don't want to hear about it. Ok?

And don't confuse me with her. She may looks like me, but she is not me.

She looks like you, but,...

She's my doppelganger. Do you know what that is?

You don't believe me, do you? You think I'm wacko. Well, I'm not.

You yourself said you saw her yesterday, twice...

You can ask Dr.Heller. He believes me. He's psychiatrist in. N.Y. with Yale medical school.

If you just so happen to see her again, be careful.

Because she's very dangerous and capable of everything.

So, watch out.

One of the vampires is white female. The other vampire black male.

It's an interracial buddy, cop, vampire, love story. It's great.

Elly, do you speak German? - Patrick, you know I do.

Patrick, do you even remember anything about me.

What does doppelganger mean?

Patrick, it's a great idea. Congratulations.

You had a first good one of the year.

It's great, it's high concept. We'll make zillion dollars on.

It's here. It's now. It's happening. Here we go...

"Doppelganger", the ghostly double of a living person...

that hunts its flesh and blood counterpart. Cool.

What does it say? It's a ghost? - Kind of. Sort of.

You know who knows about this stuffs? Sister Jan.

Remember woman that I used work for?

Jan? Oh, the lady that runs that phone-sex operation?

Why would she know anything about doppelgangers?

Patrick, she used to be a nun. She taught Catholic school.

Why do you think they call her sister Jan?

I don't know. I thought it was some sort of feminist endearment, like "dude".

Patrick, that is so incredibly not funny.

Come on, put some words on paper.

We're fucking around with this idiotic story for 4 months.

Maybe we are not getting anywhere cause we're not talented.

Maybe we suck. You know, that's a possibility.

Maybe we'll just write another piece of crap that's not gonna...

Patrick, are you in love with psycho-slut, or what?

Jesus, here goes the neighborhood. - Hey, Elizabeth! - Hey, asshole!

When talking about psycho-sluts,... who is he pimping now?

That's Larry Spaulding.

Mr. Disease of the Week, big time loser.

The guy is richer than God, Patrick.

You know Elly, why don't I leave you alone? - Sit down!

Don't you fucking dare! Don't even think about it!

Hi, Rob! - How are you doing, Elizabeth?

Good! - You look fantastic!

Oh, really? Thank you.

I told Larry what a great writer you are.

Really? - Yeah.

He's having a party down the house tonight. I was figuring that you might want...

Patrick and I would love to go, get friendly with the man with the cheque book.

And I think you and Larry will get along beautifully.

I don't know if Larry and me... - Shut up!

What time?

No!

Please, don't! - What's wrong?

I'm sorry I scared you.

I know you are a little jumpy with my situation...

but it's my problem and it's something I have to deal with.

I shouldn't even have told you.

Look, if you want me to go, why don't you just say so?

And I'll leave. And you can keep the money that I've already paid you.

Are you hungry? There's not much in the fridge, but...

I can order out. How about Chinese? My treat.

No, thanks. I'm not hungry. Have a headache.

I thought my nap might make it go away.

I am sorry. I have prescription meds, and it's really safe, if you wanna take some.

No, thanks. I'll be fine.

Listen, can I ask you a favor as a friend?

We are friends, aren't we? - Sure, we're friends.

Listen, I wanna go see my brother Fred tomorrow at the institute.

I haven't seen him in 4 years and I would really like it if you'd come with me.

He is in mental Institution and

I'm a little scared of those places.

Tomorrow? I've got a meeting.

Please, I'll pay you. It would just really mean a lot to me.

I guess, I can cancel the meeting. I'll go with you.

No charge. - Great. And I'm still gonna pay for gas, ok?

Yeah, whatever.

Oh, I'm gonna be late. I gotta jump in the shower.

Where are you going? - I'm going to this producers party.

It's gonna be really dull, sort of.

I have to go.

What time are you going? - Nine.

Would you like to go?

I've read your new script. I love it.

Actually, Patrick and I have a new script that we would love to talk to you about.

Elly, I really don't like to talk about business at a party.

But, if you're interested in art, my most valuable pieces are on the 2nd floor

in the master bedroom. If you'd like. And I won't bite. I mean, not hard.

Look, there's Patrick. Excuse me.

Want some caviar? - No, thanks.

Yeah, I hate this stuff.

Elizabeth, this is Holly. - Hi, nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you, too.

Nice crowd. I feel like peeing in the punch bowl.

Patrick. Disgusting. - Sorry.

Elizabeth! My God, you look like a playmate or something. - Thank you.

You look fantastic! - Really?

Hey, how are you doing, Patrick? - Pretty good.

So, you and your girlfriend wanna go dancing or something?

She's not my girlfriend. - Room-mate. - A room-mate.

Holly, this is Rob. - Hi, nice to meet you. - Pleasure to meet you.

Nice room-mate you have there, partner. - Yeah, thank you.

Listen, Elly, I think that Larry's got thing for you, over there and...

I don't want pressure anything, but I really think you should get know him

better, cause he could be very... - Sleazy! Like you. Excuse me.

Patrick, let's you and I dance. - No, no, later. - Come on.

Lets dance, would you? Come on.

I'll dance with you if you promise not to lay a hand on me or

I'm gonna break your face.

Elly, please. Come on. Room-mate might get the wrong idea about me. Come on.

You know, I don't get why you hang out with that guy.

He's a nobody. He's boring.

His room-mate's boring.

His fucking dog's boring.

Cat, actually.

If you don't take your hand off my butt, I'll snap it off.

She's very nice, Elizabeth. - Yeah, she's great. A good friend.

This is fun. - Yeah.

Do you think that we should dance? - I really don't dance much. I just watch.

Come on. Come on. - Ok. One dance. That's it.

I'll go for a drink.

Want one? - No, thanks.

Great dancer.

Is that your girlfriend? - No. She's my room-mate.

Ah, lucky guy. I am Richard Wolf. How do you do?

Patrick Highsmith.

Patrick Highsmith. You're kidding. The writer?

How do you know I'm a writer? - Well, I'm a producer...

I've got a picture that's about to go, and I need a rewrite.

Friend of yours gave me your name.

Oh, really? Who is that friend?

If you want to give me a call, here is my phone number. Give me a call. I wanna talk to you.

Holy shit, Larry. Look at the room-mate!

Jesus! - What's going on? - Holly? Are you ok?

I feel so... - You alright? It's ok. Alright. I'm here.

It's only wine all over her.

Sit here...

Seems like a nice place.

It's a little hard. We were really close before the killing...

Who did he kill? - I don't think he did it.

I know he didn't do it. He just - he wouldn�t...

Who was he accused of killing? - My father.

Fred stayed in L.A., because we grew up here. Some family!

Sometimes I think there's a little family curse.

Why do they think that Fred did it?

How did it happen?

I don't know why.

One night I was off in my bedroom and I heard Fred and my father arguing.

And I came down and my father hit Fred.

My father was very strict.

And I knew that it wasn't Fred. I knew that it was the other one.

Anyway, he pushed my father out of the window.

And ...

My house is on a hill. He rolled down.

They never found the body, just blood.

Wait. How old was Fred when this happened?

I was 14. So he was 11.

An 11 old year boy threw a grown man out of a window?

Sounds strange, doesn't it? - Yeah.

I knew that it wasn't him.

But I didn't know about Doppelgangers at that time.

I told my mother and the police everything that I saw.

At least that I thought I saw.

But, Fred...he knows. - He knows - what?

Fred? It's me, Holly.

Is he doing ok?

He ain't talking for 4 years. So, who knows?

Look, I need a telephone. Could you show me where the phone is?

We can leave them alone together. She'll be ok. - No. I don't know.

No, I'm not suppose to...- I 'll be fine.

Let's go. - Alright. I'm giving you 10 minutes alone.

If anything goes wrong, hit that button on the right.

Nothing will go wrong.

Fred, I know it wasn't you.

I know about the other.

Fred, please, talk to me.

The same thing is happening to me.

Mr.Highsmith, this is Stanley White, your new neighbour.

I just moved today to apartment 6 and

U.P.S. left a package here for you.

I'll be at home all evening. Come any time.

Package for me?

Holly, I'm going to apartment 6 to pick something up. I'll be right back, alright?

Did that guy Wolf ever call you? - No. He didn't. Richard Wolf.

Maybe he sent that screenplay over. I'll be right back.

Mr White? Hi, I'm Patrick Highsmith...

My name is Stanley White. I'm a special agent with the F.B.I.

The F.B.I? What do you want? - Is Holly Gooding living with you?

Yeah. She's living with me. She's my room-mate.

A tenant...I'm running a... - That's illegal.

Wait, can we work something out? - Are you doing her?

What? - Are you fucking her?

It's a little personal, don't you think?

Maybe, it is.

Did you realize that your girlfriend is a prime suspect...

in the murder of her mother?

The murder of her mother?

About 6 months ago in N.Y., people saw her enter the building.

Go up with the elevator and knock on the mothers door.

A little later her mother was dead.

There's no one else in apartment except the two of them.

That's a open and shut case. Right? Wrong!

She came up with some weird mambo-jambo bullshit alibi and got off.

Now we know she did it! But she walked.

Look I don't anything about this.. I'm gonna ...

I'm not finished, asshole! - Alright.

Did she say anything that might indicate why she's here? Anything at all.

She's here, she said, to put her family state in order and

also to see her brother Fred. Her brother, Fred...

We know he's crazy. - Yeah.

So, now she's after him.

Wait a minute...She's after her brother?

See, the father left a trust fund...

paying equal monthly cheques to the mother, the son and the daughter.

If only one relationship survives, the winner takes it all.

We're talking big bucks here. 6-7 millions. - Holy shit!

So, now that the mother is gone, we think...

No, we know - she's after the brother.

She didn't make you any offers, did she? - What do you mean, offers?

You know - a deal.

You scratch my back, I'll lick your balls.

You know? - No, she did not.

You aren't thinking about holding out on me, are you?

Cause, anything happens to her brother...

and you are 1st in line as an accomplice.

This is bullshit! I know she loves her brother.

I was there today,

she hasn't seen him 4 years. Nobody is that good of an actress.

No, but she is crazy, too.

Or to be more precise, she is suffering from this multiple-personality thing.

She can be different people, in different times.

Trust me, she has killed before, and she will kill again.

What am I suppose to do? What do you want me to do?

I'm not allowed to give you legal advice, but,

if I were you, I will get the fuck away from her. Fast.

Out.

Do you want some more bread? - No, I'm fine.

Tell me - you don't like it, ha? I can take it.

No, it's good...I'm just a...

On second thought, I'll have another piece.

Are you sure that nothing else isn't wrong? Something seems like it's worrying you.

No. I'm just...upset that producer didn't call. That's all.

Don't worry. He'll call. You gotta have faith in yourself.

Especially, when you're down. Even if other people are down on you.

You are good, Patrick.

And if you're really good, you gotta always remember to never blame yourself...

for misfortunes that are come your way.

Did you blame yourself when your parents died?

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.

It's ok. You didn't.

The answer to your question is: Yes, I did blame myself when my father died.

My mother and I moved to New York.

That's when I started to see Dr. Heller,

because I needed help.

Then, when she died, I felt guilty again.

But, I knew I was good. And I wasn't to blame.

How did your mother die? - She was murdered.

Did they catch who did it?

No. Do you know who the prime suspect was?

They thought that I killed my own mother.

I'm full.

You know what? You've got a rough day.

I think I'll sleep at a friend's. - Wait, Patrick.

Don't go, please!

You've got a lot of things going on that...

I don't know anything about, okay?

I can't help you. - You are helping me. Thank you.

Don't thank me. Just let me go. - No!

Please, stay with me. And be with me.

No, no. That's not a good idea.

You are under a lot of strain.

You'll just say that it wasn't you in the morning.

I won't. I feel really comfortable with you...

I want this.

Holly, I really like you. - I like you too.

Good morning.

What are you doing?

Looking at you. Thinking.

Thinking about of what? - Last night.

Are you Ok about last night?

Last night was great.

Really? It was you and me, right?

Coming!

Who is it? - Gas man.

One of your neighbours reported a leak.

We've just taking precautions. Do you mind if I check your kitchen?

Not at all. Right in there. - Thanks.

It is somewhere... - I'll let myself out.

Have a good day. - You too.

Hello, is Patrick Highsmith there?

Yes, this is Patrick.

This is Richard Wolf.

Mr. Wolf?

Richard, how are you? - Listen, can we talk?

Listen, I wanna meet you somewhere. I fired this writer and I need a rewrite.

You can start right away, as soon as we have the story in place. Is that Ok?

That's great! Great!

Acceptable?

I mean, I'm sorry for the other guy.

Where would you like to meet?

Anywhere. You name it.

Let's see - Cafe Victor's. Do you know where that is?

Oh, yes. I had breakfast there last week.

Shall we see at ten? I'll be a little late, but wait for me. Ok, kid?

Ten o'clock? Sure thing.

Something else.

I work with a writing partner. She's very good.

Can I bring her along?

Elly, you didn't say a word for the last 30 seconds. - Really?

You have a new record time.

Do you want me to put the top on? Are you cold? - I'm fine.

Alright.

Hello, my name is Holly Gooding.

My brother Fred is a patient here.

And I need to see him for a second. I'm leaving for N.Y in the morning in 7 a.m.

I'm sorry, Miss, it's impossible. The visiting hours...

I know when visiting hours are. But I really need to see him. It's important.

I'm sorry, Miss, I can't.

Put your money away, Miss Gooding. You have to come back tomorrow.

I see. Well, at least I know Fred is in good hands.

Thank you.

It's time for my rounds. I'll be back in two minutes.

Would you watch the phone, for me, please. - Ok.

Thanks.

Oh, my God! How did she do this?

Call the police, right away!

If this is someone's idea of a joke - it's not funny.

Do you have a call for me? Patrick Highsmith?

I don't think so. Let me check. - Thanks.

Patrick, are you sure you told guy the right place and the right time?

I am sure...I am sure.

I know - you're Mr.Reliable, Mr.Responsibility, but

maybe you talk to your evil twins... - Doppelganger.

Double twin thing.

I'm sorry. Nobody called for you.

Close the door. We can lock them.

Your place? - Over there. I live here.

That's Patrick Highsmith.

Wait a minute... - I live here!

Hey! I didn't do it! What are you doing to me? I didn't do...

Take your hands off me!

I didn't do it!

Patrick! - What is going on here?

Who the hell are you?! - I didn't do it!

Patrick Highsmith. I live here.

Detective Pouget, Homicide Division. I'm in charge here.

I need you to answer the questions, if you don't mind?

Stop! Back off me! - What's going on? What happened?

Fred Gooding, the brother of Miss Gooding here, was knifed by Miss Gooding.

Jesus. - Look, if you're too upset to talk to now,

come to my office tomorrow morning.

Patrick, tell them that it wasn't me.

What are you going to do her? - Come down.

There's no way she attacked her brother.

Where are you taking me?

What do you want?

Daddy? Daddy?

No. It can't be! Daddy don't!

Please, don't hurt me!

Holly! Wake up!

You were dreaming. It's me, Dr.Heller.

I flew out as soon as Mr.Wallace called.

You're gonna be Ok.

And Fred? - Fred is alright. He's gonna pull through.

I just spoke to the chief surgeon.

The knife didn't lacerate any arteries.

I didn't do it. I swear I didn't do it.

I know you didn't.

It's her.

I'm gonna stop her. I'm gonna stop her, even if I have to kill her.

Holly, you just need to get some rest.

Dr. Heller? - You shouldn't go away.

There's a guy here, Patrick Highsmith. He brought her clothes.

You must be Patrick. I'm Dr.Heller, Holly's doctor.

Do the police think she did it? - Yes, they do.

But, they don't really have a case. There are no witnesses, no evidence.

I spoke with her family lawyer,

and he believes that Holly will be released within the next couple of days.

Hold him down! Hold him down!

Do you think could this be a... - A doppelganger? - Yeah.

She said you told her that these things actually exist.

Patrick, you've been a very good friend to Holly.

And I'm sure you feel for her.

You have to understand an extraordinary situation you've stumbled into.

Most people don't understand MPD's.

Multiple Personality Disorders

They serve as kind of safety valve, an escape hatch.

A way of dealing with the very ugly reality.

Would you like some coffee? - Yeah, please.

The dangerous thing about people suffering from MPDs is that...

tap into the deepest, darkest, most primal regions of the mind.

Fear, anger, hatred...Cream? - No. Sugar.

So, what�s what? - I don't know. They think she did it.

Of course she did. What, are you stupid?

Look. They haven't found weapon.

Its nothing conclusively, except for a nurse and a guard...

that saw a girl that looks like her... - Please, Patrick, give me a break, would you?

Do you know what the strangest thing is?

The agent, the FBI guy...I figure since he was following Holly,

he would know when and if she left the building.

But... - But what?

The homicide lady called the L.A. field office, and FBI said there is no agent White.

They have no FBI involvement at all.

So, who the fuck is this guy White?

You still have that baseball bat that you keep in the car?

Girl's best friend? - Yeah. - Yeah, why?

I think it's time to pay Mr.White a little visit.

Good boy. Let's go.

What's the matter? Chickenin' out, Highsmith? - No, I just...

Come on! - Go, go, go.

Alright. So, where are we going? - There.

I'm right behind you.

Mr.White?

Avon calling, Mr. White.

It's open.

Hello?

Hello?

Are you coming or what, Patrick? - I'm coming.

I think were talking about a gardening variety peeping Tom, that's all.

Hello?

Anybody here? Cause I have a very big bat in my hands.

Hello?

Nathan!

I feel kind of funny just running away like this.

Without saying goodbye, or anything.

You are not running away, honey. Just protecting yourself.

You are doing the right thing.

You know, I hope your mom kept your winter clothes,

cause you'll need them when you go back east.

It's gonna be cold.

Patrick?

Patrick, check it out!

Wait a minute! - No! Give it a rest, Patrick.

We are calling the cops.

Hold on, this wasn't here last night! - What do you mean "Hold on"?

I'm holding a knife with blood on it, and we are calling the cops.

Who is it?

What are you doing?

This is my problem and my decision. You let me make it, Ok? - Yeah.

It's your funeral, asshole!

Patrick, company!

Out on bail?

I hope you're not leaving on my account. - No, it's health reasons.

Pollution and such...

Patrick, I think we should go visit your sick cousin, you know.

Now, before it's too late.

We're not staying. We just came to pick up the rest of Holly's things.

If you don't mind, I'd like to keep the apartment.

Sure.

Holly, this is a big mistake. We talked about returning to New York.

Returning to therapy. - No.

You're too vulnerable to be out on your own.

Look, she's gonna come back and she's gonna try to kill Fred.

I can't allow to do that.

Patrick, you're gonna miss your flight.

Holly, you know I have your best interests at heart.

You can't handle this situation by yourself. - Like hell I can't!

You don't own me! You're not my father!

I never said I was, Holly.

Fine. You're free to do as you wish.

It was nice to meet you, Patrick.

Likewise.

You have my number in N.Y. in case you need me.

Patrick, let's give Holly some privacy, shall we?

Patrick, get my coat and let's take a walk.

Don't worry, I'll be fine.

You know, I... - Don't even think about, Patrick!

Elly, you know she didn't hang Nathan.

This knife wasn't there last night.

What do you mean by that? - It would have seen it. She's been set up.

What are you, Dick Tracy? Why don't you let the cops do their job?

Because she's as good as nailed if I make any call. - So what?

So what! So...

I believe you.

I don't think you attacked Fred.

You said you want to try beat this thing. I wanna help you.

Why?

Since I was in elementary school, I've never gotten in fights.

I was a chicken, you know, a real chicken.

I don't wanna be a chicken anymore.

I always admire people who stood up for what they believed in.

People who chose faith over fear.

Holly, that's not what this is about.

That's weird. - What's weird?

Nothing. Come on.

Oh, you've got a picture of your father, right?

Yeah. I always carry it around. - Let me see.

Thanks.

No, you're wrong. It's her. It's the Doppelganger.

A woman killed my mother and

the people that live in the building they saw me, not my father.

Ok, it's alright. I believe you.

It's 8:30 in the morning, practically night time. Who is it?

It's me. Open up!

Patrick? Check it out. Bonnie and Clyde.

Wait a moment, I'll go get the silver wear.

Very funny. I need to ask you two favors. - Two favors?

You need to ask me two favors?

Let me tell you something, Patrick Highsmith.

I've been doing nothing but fucking favors last six months.

I've been waiting for you alone like a dog. I've been suffering.

I've been hoping we could back together again

and you've been totally ignoring my fucking feelings.

And now you come barging in with this homicidal debutante.

Would you watch your mouth, Elly?

Watch your dick, pinhead! It's terminally lodged in your brain.

And another thing, dog boy...

You think, you and Jacqueline the Ripper

could crash here for a few days,

before you make a run for the border.

You have another thing coming, pal.

Good morning, Patrick. Good morning, Miss room-mate.

Gooding.

What ...what are you saying about six months of suffering? - Okay.

I'm a slut, you're a slut. Who wants coffee?

Can we speak alone please? - Yes, please.

I will be right back.

Morning, sir.

Gosh, you painted the kitchen.

My God, you're handsome. You like quiche?

So what�s the favor, Patrick?

The first is - you know that woman that you used to work for, that...

phone sex nun. - Sister Jan, yeah.

Yeah, whatever. I need to talk to her.

Oh, great. So, now I'm gonna be your social secretary. Booking your appointments too.

Terrific. - Ok.

Second favor?

I'd like Holly to stay here for few hours...just a couple hours.

Yes, I'm a Vegas showgirl. And I do remember noticing you at one of the shows.

Me too. I felt the attraction right away.

I'm totally turned on, just thinking about that...

Excuse me, my name is Patrick... I'm here to see sister Jan.

Yes, I am touching myself. And I'm totally naked.

I'm sorry, sir. Your credit card is invalid.

Yes, I'm sorry. Thanks for your call.

Hi, I'm Patrick. I'm friend of Elly's.

She said she called. - Yes, she called.

I can't spend much time with you, I'm sorry.

Ellie said you want to ask me about Doppelgangers.

What is it you want to know?

Is the Doppelganger thing is real or...

or is this just some sort of schizophrenic condition?

In nature, every element is dual.

Every entity has an opposite

which is composed of exactly same elements as the entity.

Think about it. Every day has a night.

Male has female.

Good has evil.

"Intimate Strangers". How may I help you?

Jonathan Brothers for Roxy...

Mr. Brothers, Roxy will be right with you.

No problem. We have your credit card number on file.

Have you met your Doppelganger?

No. I'm not asking for me. It's for a friend. It's a woman.

Now, if this thing is true, where did it come from?

Why is it here? What does it want?

Why? Where? What? Lets see - "Where"? I have no idea.

There's theory, you can take it or leave it...

that Doppelgangers exist in a limbo state

between our world of the living and world of the dead.

Does make them walking dead? Maybe.

"Why" and "What"?

It's probably forced out by some kind of trauma.

It just wants to survive like any other entity.

It's very suspicious like an animal in the jungle.

Totally instinctive, totally unreasonable.

See � once you split, once there are two of you,

the Doppelganger doesn't want to reunite.

Enjoys its freedom.

It will do anything to defend it.

What can we do - to reunite...it.

Love. Plain and simple.

The best side of man's soul.

You reunite two halves by calming the Doppelganger, by pacifying it.

It will do anything to avoid love.

It'll try to scare love away, to drive it off.

But ultimately, love does the trick.

Love allows both halves to go exist peacefully.

"Intimate Strangers". How may I help you?

Your credit card, please.

I gotta go. Thank you.

Who are you?

Did you paint this?

That is from by "Blue period", also known as "my bullshit period".

Do you believe in angels? I do.

Hello? - Elly, It's me. - Yeah. Hi, Patrick?

Is Holly there. - Yes, she's here.

I wanna talk to him. - No. I don't need to talk to her, just

keep there, okay Elly?

Right now - I can't talk to...

What the hell?

Hello!

Hello.

Do you have a smoke? - No, I don't smoke.

Did you see a woman walk through here couple minutes ago?

Nah. - Great.

This is him. I mean, it's gotta be him. No doubt.

The same face, same scar, same everything. - Hold up here!

Hang on a second.

Somebody attacked you, alright? You should call the police.

Yeah, and tell them what? Dead man attacked me?

They will give me a room right next to Fred's.

Sorry.

I don't get it, Patrick. Was the sex that good?

Ok. So, why don't you guys just go some place.

I can't believe I'm saying this.

Patrick, you're not the hero type.

Listen to me. What are gonna do?

Duke it out with the dead dad? Play exorcist? What?

I'll get it.

Is Holly there?

Yes, she is.

Can I talk to her, please?

Just a minute.

Holly, it's for you. It's not Dr.Heller. It's a woman.

It's her.

What do you want?

I wanna talk to you. I wanna see you.

Where?

At home. Do you remember home?

Tonight. At midnight.

I will not harm you. But, if your friend comes with you, I will harm him.

No, I'll come alone.

You are not going anywhere alone. - Patrick, please.

I'm really tired and I don't want anyone else getting hurt,

especially you.

So, please just give me the car keys.

No, this is gonna stop, Ok?

I'm stuck in a frickin nightmare.

Well, I'm glad to hear you to say you're stuck, Patrick.

Because for a second there, I thought you'd suggest we follow Elvira.

No, no, no,...

Watch over here. We're gonna lose her.

She's changing lines. She's changing lines! Follow! Don't lose her!

I can see, she's changing lines. What do you think, I'm blind?

You did some stupid thing in your live, Patrick,

but this "Guinness book of World Records" stupid.

Stupid! Very, very stupid!

Watch where you drive. - Excuse me?

Are you coming? - No. Patrick, this is dangerous.

If you wanna make a big mistake like this, do it on your own. - Ok.

You call the police, and tell them...

Make up a story.

Be careful, you idiot!

One of your neighbours reported a leak. We're just taking precautions.

Hello. My name is Holly Gooding.

My name is Stanley White. I'm special agent with the F.B.I.

I'm Richard Wolf. How do you do?

It would've been nothing if people were fucking reasonable!

Why are you doing this? - Why am I doing this?

Why am I gonna slice your throat, you mean, you fucking moron?

Because Holly is most beautiful thing in the world. And she is mine!

And she's gonna stay mine!

Even if that means getting her locked away for good.

I've got a room for her all picked out.

She'll get arrested for your murder..

Plead insanity. And that will be that.

Should happened when she killed her mother.

But the legal system in this country is terminally fucked.

Which is why I had to go through this masquerade.

This is too fuckin' precious.

You actually bought into the Doppelganger bullshit!

Why would she kill her mother?

She did it, cause I told her to do.

At first time, I saw Holly only professionally.

And then, well, unprofessionally, for several years.

When I found out her mother was looting her trust fund and planning to kill her,

I told Holly's other personality, she had to defend herself.

She proceeded to do in her own unique, uninhibited way.

She was not aware of her consciousness.

Which is how her father got away with his business with her.

Anyway. One day, brother Freddy walked in on her with the old man.

Father chased after the little boy. Somehow, Freddy managed to

trip him up, sent him flying through the window.

Holly saw the whole thing.

She never forgave Freddy.

You know how little girls feel about their daddies?

I'm really not gonna enjoy killing you.

Please, listen. Wait! - No, Patrick. It's time!

What do you want?

What do you want?!!

Holly?

Oh, God! Please, don't!

Police! Move, move, move! Freeze! Stop!

Another here!

Please don't hurt us! Call an ambulance!

Don't look! Get back! Check down the hall!

Yes! - Somebody down! - Oh, God.

Let us pray.

Oh, Lord, we employ you in your fatherly love.

Have mercy on the soul of your servant Holly Gooding.

And grant that freed from the strains of her mortal life...

she may receive her inheritance of eternal salvations.

Patrick? - I'll stay for a second.