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- [Presenter] And the final award,

the Golden Josie goes to Brainstorm

for their brilliant campaign, "Inspire Yourself."

Simon Storm, make your way up.

You should know the way by now.

Excellent.

[audience applauds]

- Thank you.

First of all, I'd like to start off by saying

it wasn't an easy job, as you all know, yes.

[audience applauds]

And maybe I got lucky this year.

Well then again, maybe not.

- Ronie.

If I'm not mistaken, this is the ladies.

- I just wanted to congratulate you, mazel tov.

- For what?

- That should be you out there basking in the glory.

Before you joined Brainstorm, they were brain dead.

Everyone knows that.

- You don't know Simon.

[Ronie laughs]

- I know people.

You shouldn't be in his company.

- I'm flattered, but I'm not up for grabs.

- You sure? - Mm hmm.

- Rumor has it Simon's selling out.

A lot of cash, big deal.

Where does that leave you?

- What do you know about that?

[Ronie chuckles]

- Not a lot of things I don't know about.

Surely you know that.

- How do you know I'm not part of the deal?

Simon's a lot smarter than you think.

This is a non-smoking area.

[heels clacking]

[audience cheers]

- [Presenter] That brings us to the end

of the Golden Jersey Awards at AdX tonight.

But remember, the party continues.

Come on, listen up for "The Young Ones" featuring

Matthew Stewartson and let's party until the sun comes up.

[clock ticks]

[siren blares]

- You weren't there to congratulate me.

- I was cornered by Ronie Lipschitz.

- Did he offer you a job? - What do you care?

- I gave you credit in my acception speech.

- Mm.

I'm very pleased

that I missed it.

[footsteps clacking]

[lips smack]

- You're angry. - You're drunk.

- Look, I don't wanna argue, okay?

I wanna celebrate. - Celebrate?

- Yeah. - And your wife?

[no audio]

- What's the matter?

- I can't do this, not anymore.

- What are you talking about? - Us.

I felt so fucking alone tonight.

Seeing you with her, I just,

I got jealous.

- Kate, no. - No.

I'm in love with you.

I can't help it.

I'm really in

love with you.

[rhythmic drumbeat]

[soft chanting]

I like that.

Come with me.

- [Simon] What is this?

- You have someone to go home to.

I'll have this.

- Kate, it's not like that.

- This is the last time until you leave her.

- I'm working on it, I promise, I promise.

[dramatic chanting]

[intense drumbeat]

[Kate moans]

[plate clatters]

[Kate moans]

[relaxed tempo music]

[relaxed tempo music continues]

[birds cawing]

[birds chirping]

Have you seen my keys?

- You're up early, I thought I'd let you sleep in.

- Thanks.

- I think they're on the kitchen counter.

Relax, have breakfast.

- No, I got business to do.

- What about lunch then?

- I thought you were still painting.

- I am, but I can take a break.

I'm almost finished.

- It sure is taking awhile.

- You should see it.

- I will.

Look, I'll call you later.

Have fun.

Painting, that is.

- I always do.

[train horn honks]

[anxious music]

[car horn blares]

[car horn honks]

[photos rustling]

- Isn't she lovely?

Is that what you expected?

- Worse.

- A woman that beautiful

can never be faithful.

There's always another man.

You have to keep her locked up like a prized possession.

[car horn honks]

You got what I asked for?

[anxious music]

- It's all there.

[helicopter whirs]

- I understand

the jealousy you're feeling

and her enjoyment

must hurt the most.

Forbidden lust.

There's nothing you can do to stop it.

Listen.

If there's anything you need,

anything,

call that number.

[siren blares]

Beautiful. [laughs]

[ominous chants] - Come on, Joe.

You're not giving it to me.

- [Joe] Why don't we finish up here

and then I can really give it to you?

- Please.

- All right, well let me help you out here.

How about this?

- That's not it.

- That's not it?

This is as good as it gets.

- Really? - Yeah.

Really.

- I'm not kidding, Joe.

- I'm not kidding either. [Teresa gasps]

There, that's better, huh?

Huh?

[hand slaps]

Fuck! - That's it.

That's perfect, keep that expression.

Sit down, please Joe, let me paint, okay?

Sit down, Joe.

- All right, cool. - Okay.

- Like this?

Is that it?

[Teresa sighs]

- Okay, that's it for today.

Get dressed.

[tires screech]

- Well at least go for a ride with me, dammit.

All of a sudden, you're getting a bit of attitude.

- Simon.

[tense music]

Stop, stop it.

Stop.

Stop that stuff.

- He started it.

Fuck.

- What the hell were you thinking, Simon?

I was just painting him, for God's sake.

I wasn't fucking him.

- Not this time.

- You had me followed?

Simon.

- It's over.

- It didn't mean anything, it was a mistake.

- That mistake is gonna cost you.

I want a divorce.

- I was lonely.

You haven't touched me for months.

He makes me feel good about myself, okay?

He means nothing to me. - Fuck you.

- Don't do this, Simon. - Enough!

- Don't do this.

[anxious music]

- [Simon] Fuck no!

- What do you suggest?

We've gotta start soon. - Yeah.

I need you to just take care of this.

Please take care of it.

Hi. - Hey Kate.

Where have you been? I need to see you.

- I'm on my way to a meeting.

I have a show and tell for the rest of the day, I'm sorry.

- [Simon] All right, then I'll see you later.

- No. - Kate.

- I thought I made myself clear last night.

I meant what I said, Simon. - Yes, I know you did

and I also promised you something.

- What? - Well, you'll see.

Just get the usual takeout

and I'll bring over the champagne, all right?

- Simon, I...

[anxious music]

[crickets chirping]

- What's going on? - And you are?

- I'm a friend of Kate's.

- I need to see your ID, sir.

- No, it's fine, he's with me.

- I guess that's it.

- If there's anything, please let us know.

- I will, thank you very much, thanks.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight.

I got home with the takeout

and the police were already here.

I think the security company must have called them.

- Did they take anything? - Not that I can see.

- You know, we pay for all this security

and still people break in.

I mean, it doesn't make sense.

Here, a present.

- Where'd you get these? - I had her followed.

[anxious music]

- That's not very nice.

- What, having her followed or her fucking somebody else?

- I told you she wasn't all that innocent.

- Well, she said it meant nothing and it was all my fault.

Which gives us the perfect opportunity to be together

and I think I should spend the night.

- I think you're pushing it. - No, I'm not pushing it.

- Ta da.

[Joe scoffs]

- That's it?

That's what you've been painting all this time?

- Why don't you stick to posing and let me do the art, okay?

- What is it?

- It's called "The Waking Man."

[Joe scoffs]

- I just, you know, I don't get it.

I don't know if it's abstract or what but-

- Or what? This is yours.

Thank you.

- Wait, is that it?

- Were you expecting more?

I mean, I thought we agreed on 2000.

- No, I mean is that it?

It sounds like we're not gonna see each other anymore.

- Joe, I told you I'm married.

- That never stopped you before though.

- It was a mistake, a bad one.

- It didn't mean anything to you?

- Of course it did.

It happened but it can't be.

We got caught.

[phone rings]

It's over, hmm?

It's best that you leave.

Let's not complicate things.

Hello?

Hi.

Hey, hang on a second.

Why don't you show yourself out?

I've gotta take this call, okay?

Sorry, no, no, I can talk.

[anxious light drumbeat] This is my husband's gun

and I know how to use it. - All right.

[tense music]

Boo.

[gun clicks]

- Hi, no, no, I'm fine.

Absolutely, no, I was just finishing something off.

Yeah.

[siren blares] [anxious electronic music]

We need to talk.

- What are you still doing here?

I've said everything I need to say.

Our lawyers can sort it out.

- Listen to me for once, would you please listen?

- What?

- I don't wanna lose you.

I think we can work this out.

- Teresa, it's over.

You're the one that's not listening.

- Don't you even wanna try?

- After what you did to me?

[Kate moans]

- Was that a mistake?

- How did you get that?

- It doesn't matter, it came in the post.

Look.

We can try again, we both messed up.

We can go to counseling.

- Teresa, don't. - We hurt each other

but is it worth throwing away our marriage?

- Listen to me.

She's not a mistake.

It didn't just happen.

I'm in love with her.

[ominous tones]

Kate's not a mistake.

[somber music]

[VCR whirs] - Simon.

We're not getting divorced.

I'll use that tape any way I can if I have to

but our marriage will work.

- [Simon] Yeah, yeah, whatever.

- Keep it, I've got a copy.

- [Kate] Where the hell did she get it?

- It was sent to her. - Well, not by me.

- You and me fucking for everyone to see, everyone.

- Making love, Simon, not fucking.

- How did she get it then?

- I have no idea, I swear.

Shit.

- What?

- The break-in.

- You said nothing was taken.

- Well obviously I was wrong.

- Come on Kate, you expect me to believe that?

- Oh, for God's sake.

- What the hell were you thinking, what?

- Fuck you.

I'd never do that to you.

- She's gonna use the tape.

Don't you understand?

She's not gonna give me a divorce, I can't have that.

- No Simon, you don't understand.

If you don't get rid of her, you don't have me.

- This is not about you and me.

This is about Teresa taking everything,

everything I've worked for, especially with the buyout.

- Who do you want to be with? - You.

But what am I supposed to do?

- Get rid of her.

- Are you listening to me?

She's going to use the tape.

- Not if she's dead. [ominous tones]

- What are you, nuts?

- You think about it.

[car engine rumbles] [steady tempo drumbeat]

[hooves clattering]

- [Announcer] Ticket Six making a run on the back end now.

They're facing off, here come's The Blue Captain

running alongside Whole Fit.

Camp Gambit also with them in front.

Porsche with them in the back line at the very end.

Porsche's a gutsy thoroughbred.

He's a big horse and he wins, Porsche at the wire.

- Shit.

That wasn't supposed to happen.

- Well Lloyd, you can't control everything.

- Apparently not.

It's been awhile.

I take it you're not here to gamble.

- Never.

- [Lloyd] So what can I do for you?

- Let's just say that I have a problem

and that I might need your help.

- How big a problem?

- Nothing you can't handle.

- Well, you know my policy.

Cash is king.

- I know.

- [Lloyd] When?

- As soon as her husband agrees.

- Oh.

The problem's a she and she's married.

- She's married, she's beautiful,

she's rich and she's a slut.

- Exactly my type. [chuckles]

You know Kate, married men never leave their wives.

It seems like such a waste.

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- [Teresa] We're not getting divorced.

I'll use that tape anyway I can, if I have to.

- [Kate] I'm in love with you.

- Give me another.

- I'm in love with you.

I'm really in

love with you.

Who do you want to be with?

- [Simon] You, but what am I supposed to do?

- I don't know.

Get rid of her.

Not if she's dead. [voice echoes]

That's what I'm prepared to do to be with you.

[anxious music]

[siren blares]

[anxious music]

[pills rattling]

- [Strathman] A woman that beautiful can never be faithful.

If there's anything you need,

anything,

call that number.

And her enjoyment - How did they find out?

- [Strathman] Must hurt the most.

- [Teresa] It didn't mean anything, it was a mistake.

He makes me feel good about myself, okay?

He means nothing to me. - Fuck you.

- Don't do this, Simon. - Enough!

- [Teresa] Don't do this.

- [Kate] I told you she wasn't all that innocent.

Not if she's dead.

[phone beeps]

[anxious music]

- Strathman.

Yeah, it's Storm.

Come over to my office now.

Tell me.

Do you,

do you think my wife enjoyed it?

[Strathman chuckles]

- Oh yeah.

She enjoyed it.

- You said her enjoyment, right?

Must hurt.

- Does it?

The question is

how much?

[anxious up tempo drumbeat]

- Why don't you pour me another drink?

- All right.

- [Simon] Right there, that's good. [laughs]

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- [Strathman] And her enjoyment must hurt the most.

- [Teresa] It didn't mean anything.

He makes me feel good about myself, okay?

He means nothing to me. - Fuck you.

- Don't do this, Simon. - Enough!

- [Teresa] Don't do this.

- [Kate] I told you she wasn't that innocent.

Not if she's dead.

[anxious rock music]

[train horn blares]

- Simon.

Are you okay?

- Yeah, just gimme a moment, okay?

- I'll get you some coffee.

- Coffee. [groans]

Oh.

Oh fuck.

[Simon pants]

Ah shit.

[phone beeps]

[phone rings]

[phone continues ringing]

[finger taps nervously]

Shit.

[phone beeps]

[phone rings] Get my wife on the phone.

Get her on the line now, all right?

Moira.

Hi, it's Simon.

Is Teresa there?

[phone beeps]

Two-three-two-three.

[phone rings]

Come on, come on.

[ominous music] [phone rings]

Oh come on, where the fuck are you?

[phone rings]

Keep trying until you get my wife.

[phone rings] - Okay folks.

We've got five minutes please, five minutes.

- I would like you to stay here.

I think you'll be very comfortable

because we are getting more bubbles.

- Everything's going fine.

A little hiccup, that's all.

She's lovely, they're very happy.

Okay, I gotta go.

Bye. - Kate, Kate.

We really need to talk.

- I'm not interested in your apologies or excuses.

I've had enough, Simon.

I just don't wanna go down this road.

- I did something. - Yeah, you hurt me.

- Last night, I got wasted. - And I cried myself to sleep.

- Would you listen to me?

Just listen, all right?

I think I got Teresa killed.

- Sorry? - Teresa might be dead.

- What? - I got all emotional

and I was thinking about what you were saying.

Remember what you were saying?

So I called Strathman. - Who the fuck is Strathman?

- The guy that took the photographs, that guy.

- I told you to think about it, Simon, that's all.

- More bubbles, please. - Call him.

- I've tried but it just keeps ringing and ringing

and Teresa's not at home, she's not at the gallery.

I don't know what else to do.

- Why the hell didn't you get ahold of me first?

- I tried. - Fuck, Simon.

- Standing by for a take, please.

Camera, how are we doing?

Ready? Thank you. - Okay, listen.

Simon, you go to the police.

- No.

- You have to report her missing.

- No, no, no, I can't.

- Report her missing.

It's what you do.

But don't mention anything about

this Strathman guy or the photographs.

Just that she didn't come home last night

and that you're worried. - Quiet on set, everybody.

Quiet in the house, please.

- We've gotta give it 48 hours.

- 48 hours? That's bullshit.

A lot can happen in 48 hours.

- It's procedure. - Procedure?

- Unless you have another reason

to believe that she may be in danger.

Well,

have you?

Sign here please.

- You know what stinks?

Is I pay your salary, that really stinks.

[Simon sighs]

[soft ominous chanting]

- He's going to call.

He'll want his money.

Relax.

- All right.

- Thank you, quiet.

All good?

[phone rings] Cut.

What the hell, guys?

I'm trying to shoot a commercial here.

- Sean, please. - Sorry.

- [Sean] Folks, cell phones off on set.

- Teresa?

- [Strathman] Strathman.

- I've been trying to get ahold of you.

- You won't,

unless I want you to.

- What have you done to her?

- Exactly what you told me to do.

You don't remember, do you?

You don't remember? [laughs]

Oh shit.

Let me refresh your memory.

- [Simon] She's not getting anything out of me.

Nothing, nada, zippo.

Get rid of her, just get rid of her.

- [Strathman] It's gonna cost you.

250. - Fine, fine, whatever.

Just do it.

- [Strathman] You heard enough?

- Please tell me she's still alive.

- I did what you told me to do.

I want my money.

- Look, it was a mistake.

Shit, I didn't want this to happen.

You can keep the money.

- We got a deal.

You are gonna send your lover

and she's gonna bring my money.

- No.

She doesn't get involved

and she has nothing to do with this, nothing.

- You send her or she's gonna disappear too.

I'll phone with the details.

[phone beeps]

- We're in deep shit.

[ominous electronic music]

[ominous electronic music continues]

[soft ominous chanting]

[ominous electronic music]

[vehicle engine rumbles]

[birds chirping]

- Mr. Storm?

- Yes.

- Captain Klein, my partner Sergeant Helms.

And you are? - Kate Johnson.

- Ah, how do you do? - How do you do?

- We're friends, we work together.

- Ah, what kind of work?

- Advertising.

- Hmm.

- Is there something I can help you with, Captain?

- You reported your wife missing.

- Yesterday, yes.

- I'm afraid we've got some bad news for you, Mr. Storm.

- Her car was found abandoned

in a covered parking lot earlier today.

We ran a check on it, came up with Teresa Anne Storm.

A white Alpha,

registration MYC935GP.

- That's it.

- The evidence makes us believe she may have been abducted.

- Abducted?

- The window was smashed

and we found traces of blood on the upholstery.

- So this is no longer a missing person's investigation.

You see, your wife's disappearance

could be related to another of my cases.

Did you meet your wife here in South Africa?

- Yes.

- [Helms] How long you been married?

- Two years.

- So have you got a photograph

of your wife we could keep hold of?

- I'll get it.

[anxious music]

- And nobody's contacted you about your wife?

- No.

- And she didn't mention anything suspicious

happening in the last couple of days?

- Nothing at all.

[phone rings]

- No, it's not mine. - No, not mine.

- It's mine.

- You're not gonna answer it?

- No, they can leave a message.

[anxious music]

- It's a beautiful house. - Yeah.

- Must've cost you a hand or two.

- I have a friend who bought just near it.

- Oh, thanks.

Ooh, she is a beautiful woman.

- Let's have a look.

- You friends with her?

- Well...

- Well, I can see that you two do have things to do.

But don't worry, we will find her.

- Thank you.

- Oh, should you remember anything that may be of help,

you won't forget to give us a ring, will you?

- Yes.

Captain.

She was seeing someone. - What do you mean?

- Like an affair? - With whom?

- A Joe somebody, he was a model.

[phone rings]

She's a painter, an artist.

- You really should answer that.

It might be important.

[car doors thud]

[phone rings]

- They know. - No, they don't.

Answer, Simon. - Kate,

did you see the way they were looking at the bag?

- Simon, stop being paranoid.

You handled it fine, now answer the damn phone.

- Hello?

No, I'm not fucking you around.

The police were here.

They found her car.

[anxious music]

[anxious music continues]

- Hi.

- Hi, can I help you?

- A package was dropped off over here for Fiona Stash.

- I'll look.

Here we go, thanks.

- Thanks.

- Excuse me for doing this while we chat

but I've got masses to do for the exhibition.

I'm at my wit's end.

- Oh, I just need to ask you a couple of questions, madame.

That's all.

When did you last see Teresa Storm?

- Oh, not since we met here the other night.

She brought over a couple of paintings.

We had a few drinks, had a chat.

Left well after midnight.

- And is this one of hers?

- As a matter of fact, it's the last one that she worked on.

- And the model? - Joe.

Joe somebody, I forget his last name.

He's posed for a couple of my clients.

- How can I get ahold of him?

- Is he a suspect? - Oh no, no, no, no.

I just need to ask him a couple of questions, that's all.

Were they

sleeping together?

- Have you met Teresa Storm, Captain?

- No, no, no, I've just seen her photograph, that's all.

- Well, she has a way about her that's irresistible.

With all that attention,

I guess after awhile, it's hard to say no.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

[child's footsteps clattering]

[phone rings]

- Hello? - Just do as I say.

You'll be fine.

[tense tones]

- Okay. - Good.

Keep walking, you'll see a lingerie shop.

Go.

[anxious music]

- I'm here. - I know.

Go inside.

Stop.

On your left, pick something nice.

- Sorry? - That black one.

Now go to the change rooms.

Don't worry.

There's no one here.

Go to the cubicle on the far right.

[ominous chanting]

Now,

put it on. - What?

- [Strathman] Put it on!

[anxious music] [ominous chanting]

[ominous chanting continues]

- Okay.

- [Strathman] Slide the bag under the curtain.

Good.

Now turn around and close your eyes.

[tense music]

[ominous chanting]

[tense music]

[Kate whimpers]

[anxious music]

[Kate weeps]

[Kate pants]

- I picked up this parcel and there was a phone inside it

and it was ringing and it was him and he kept on going

"Go, go" and I had to try on this piece of lingerie.

- Look, look.

- He had his hands all over me.

- I'm sorry you had to do this, I'm so sorry.

- He gave me this.

[envelope tears]

[low, ominous music]

[low, ominous music continues]

Shit.

[low, ominous music]

[upbeat rock music]

- [Announcer] And now hot from the construction site,

ladies, let's hear it for Joe.

♪ You're holding on to something fine ♪

♪ Oh baby, don't break your groove ♪

♪ The night is hot, gonna make you mine ♪

♪ I'm getting ready to make a move ♪

♪ It don't matter what they say ♪

♪ Come on baby, now give it away ♪

[bottle clinks]

- What are you doing? - I don't know.

I'm just looking.

- Do you have to look at 'em here?

- Simon, I'm just looking.

♪ Just get

- [Announcer] Ladies, let's hear it for hot Joe!

[women cheering]

[Klein claps]

- Listen dude, a private show

is an extra 200 bucks, all right?

- Klein, murder and robbery.

- All right, so make it 150.

[Klein laughs] - Very funny.

I wanna know about Teresa Storm.

- What about her?

- When did you last see her?

- A few days ago. - Wednesday?

- Yeah, Wednesday.

- At her home? - That's right.

- She was painting you? - Yeah.

- And you haven't seen her since?

- No.

She finished the painting.

Now listen dude, I don't know what this is about, all right?

But you're in my dressing room.

- Were you sleeping with her?

- Yeah, so what?

- So how did the husband find out?

- I don't know.

- [Klein] Are you still sleeping with her?

- No, she ended it.

- So she broke your heart and dumped you.

[Joe laughs] - She regretted it.

She wanted to go back to her husband.

- And that made you angry.

- No. - Angry enough to hurt her.

- Hey look, look dude,

I don't know what this is about, all right?

But I would never, ever hurt Teresa.

- Where were you on Wednesday night?

- I was dancing my butt off the whole night.

You can ask the manager. - I will.

Stand up,

please.

[hand slaps]

Don't mess with married women.

[electronic dance music]

- I don't believe it.

Simon.

Hey, come on, hey, wake up.

Look.

It's the same photo.

He's been removed, it's been doctored.

Teresa could be alive.

[Simon sighs]

[low, anxious music]

- All right. - Shh.

[crickets chirping]

Shh.

[ominous music]

[ominous music continues]

Beautiful.

[crickets chirping]

[ominous music]

[anxious music] [fire crackles]

[Strathman screams] [Teresa yelps]

You, you're dead.

Dead!

[chair clatters]

[Strathman screams]

Fuck!

[furniture clattering]

[phone rings]

[ominous music]

[phone beeps]

- [Simon] Hello?

- You must think I'm an idiot you can mess with.

Where's my money?

- We gave you your money.

- Not all of it. - What do you mean?

It was all there.

- Don't fuck with me.

You're 100 grand short.

She's dead, you pay.

Strathman, look, I know she's alive.

Strathman?

[Teresa whimpers]

Hey, Strathman?

[Teresa weeps]

- You want to see her again? - You know I do.

- Then you bring me my money.

You've got 12 hours.

Otherwise, I'm gonna kill her.

I'm gonna kill her.

I'll call you with the address

and this time, don't mess with me.

- Strathman?

Strathman?

Shit.

- What?

- That was Strathman.

She's definitely alive.

- And?

- There was 100 grand missing.

- I know that.

- What do you mean you know?

- Simon, it was the only way

he would've made contact with us again.

I had to do it.

- Fuck Kate, you could've fucking told me.

- You would never have agreed.

[mid tempo electronic music]

[vehicles whooshing]

- So I said to him, "Come on.

Give it a try, give it a whirl.

What do you got to lose? You'll have a blast."

He said to me, "Russ, forget it.

Never, not in a million years." [laughs]

Anyway, he's coming over from New York for two days.

He wants to meet in Cape Town.

He's heard it's fashionable.

But everything's in place.

The documents are with the lawyers.

All that's left is for them to be signed

and then my friend, we will be rich.

- Hello, hello, hello.

- Hey, Kate. - Russell.

Sorry I'm late. - No problem.

- Mandy, Diana.

I hope I didn't miss too much.

- Russell, will you excuse me?

- [Russell] You okay?

- I'm fine.

- Kate, ciao. - Ciao.

[waiter and Kate speaking in foreign language]

- Yeah. - You too?

- A little better. - That's good.

- I'll get your Mai Tai. - Thanks.

- She's really got a way with people, huh?

That friend of yours.

Sort of

beguiling.

You know?

Cool and sexy.

Must be a bit of a problem for you, Mr. Storm.

Trying to keep your relationship professional.

- Are you following me?

- No, no, just passing by.

- And I just happened to be here?

- Yeah, something like that.

- Yeah.

- Oh, would you mind

taking a look

at these?

[anxious tones]

Yes.

I know.

Not a pretty sight.

We're dealing with a demented mind.

He's done this before

and he's gonna do it again until I stop him.

You know, he keeps these victims of his

for up to two months and then he dumps them like this.

- You think he's got my wife?

- Oh, I sincerely hope not.

- Then you came all the way here to show me this?

[Klein laughs]

- No, no, no, no.

I came here to find out about a telephone

call that you made from your office

at quarter past midnight on

Thursday the 12th.

Now who does that number belong to?

- How should I know?

- Well, you dialed it and it was late.

You see, I've called it

a couple of times and there's no answer.

- You're checking my phone calls?

- I'm investigating a possible murder, Mr. Storm.

- You're invading my privacy.

- And I will investigate this case the way I want to.

Now would you mind telling me who this number belongs to?

- I don't know.

- You don't know?

You dialed it and you don't know, that's very funny.

- It could belong to anybody.

I'll have to check it out.

- Oh, don't bother.

I've got the phone company doing that.

I'll tell you.

Oh, hello. - Hello, detective.

- She really is very beautiful.

- Thank you.

- Enjoy, huh? - Thank you.

What did he want?

- He was asking me about a number I called.

I think it was Strathman's.

- What did you tell him?

[Simon sighs]

- Nothing, I,

nothing.

- Good.

[Simon sighs nervously]

[eerie ominous music] [low, eerie humming]

[eerie ominous music continues]

[low, eerie humming]

[water splashes]

[birds chirping]

[ominous music]

[ominous music continues]

[light anxious music]

[door creaks]

[light anxious drumbeat]

- Strathman?

[ominous chanting]

[anxious electronic music]

Strathman?

[light anxious drumbeat]

[anxious electronic music]

- Mate.

- Where's Teresa?

- You're never gonna see your wife again.

[Simon grunts]

[Simon groans]

- Looking for somebody, Mr. Storm?

I think you'd better start talking.

- Not until I speak to my lawyer.

- He wants his lawyer.

- We don't like lawyers.

- Do not mess with me, Mr. Storm.

Just tell me what I want to hear.

The number you dialed from your office,

the telephone company gives me this as the address.

- But now you don't know whose number it is.

- And yet we find you here. - That's amazing.

- So you'd better start talking.

- I wanna speak to my lawyer.

[anxious music]

- Cuff him. - What grounds?

- Just cuff him.

- Withholding evidence.

- Yeah, that sounds good enough.

[anxious electronic music]

You're a bare-faced liar, Mr. Storm.

- I want my lawyer.

- Not until you tell us what you were doing there.

- First, I want my lawyer.

- I am trying to save your wife,

Mr. Storm and you are wasting my time.

If I find out that you have got anything to do with this,

you are gonna wish to God you had never met me.

Get those photographs down to the lab.

There's a clue there somewhere.

I don't care if you stay up all night but find it.

[anxious electronic music]

[soft ominous chanting]

[anxious electronic music]

[soft ominous chanting]

Circulate that ID and these you can file

with Christine at Suspect West, thanks.

- We got it. - Good.

- The place is near a construction site.

GD Irons Building Contractors.

One of the photographs

had the construction site in the background.

- You get ahold of 'em? - We already have.

Got a list of eight sites.

Five just started, so three possibilities.

- [Klein] Grab the car, I'll meet you out front.

[siren blares]

- Your lawyer's trying to make bail.

They're making it difficult.

- I have to get outta here.

I gotta find her.

- It wasn't meant to be like this.

You went behind my back, Simon.

If you'd just let me organize it,

none of this would've happened.

- Look, what's done is done.

The most important thing is that she's alive.

[prisoners chattering]

[somber anxious music]

[somber anxious music continues]

[somber anxious music continues]

[somber anxious music continues]

[somber anxious music continues]

[mid tempo drumbeat]

[Teresa groans]

- Shh, shh, shh, shh.

[anxious music]

[Teresa yelps]

- Get off.

Stop it.

- This has gotta be the place.

[anxious music] [vehicle door thuds]

[soft chanting]

[mid tempo drumbeat]

[Helms knocks] - Police, open up.

[Helms knocks] Open up, we got a warrant.

[shotgun cocks]

- Down! [gunshots booming]

[Strathman laughs]

[tense up tempo drumbeat]

[Strathman giggles] [soft chanting]

[tense up tempo drumbeat]

[gunshots booming]

[anxious music]

[gunshots booming]

[shotgun clicks]

[dramatic chanting]

[Strathman giggles maniacally]

- That's funny.

That's very funny.

[gunshots booming]

It's all right, it's all right.

I'm the police, you're safe.

Come on, let me remove your blindfold.

There you are.

All right.

You're safe.

You're safe.

It's all right.

It's all right.

There you are, it's all right.

It's all right.

[Teresa weeps]

You're all right.

[relaxed music] [relaxed mid tempo drumbeat]

This is gonna affect your exhibition, huh?

- Oh, just so long as she's okay.

- Has the doctor seen her?

- Oh yeah, he's given her a few tablets to calm her.

[siren blares] [crickets chirping]

- Mrs. Storm.

- If there's anything you need, just call me.

- Mrs. Storm, you're not gonna like what I'm gonna tell you

but I've got suspicions about your husband.

He had you followed and I believe the person

who kidnapped you also took the photographs of you and Joe.

- Simon is not a saint but kidnapping, I don't think so.

- I hope you're right.

I'm questioning your husband at the moment

but I can't hold him much longer, so keep your eye on him.

I do know what you've just been through.

- No you don't, how could you?

Why me?

I've never seen this man before in my life.

- I'm afraid I can't answer that,

Mrs. Storm, at the moment.

But believe me, I will get to the bottom of it.

- Thank you.

- Any trouble, you just call me, huh?

- I'll see you out.

[crickets chirping]

- [Simon] Look, I told you.

I hired him because I thought my wife was having an affair.

He took some photographs and that's the last I saw of him.

- [Klein] So where are the photographs?

- Shit.

- [Klein] Well?

[Simon sighs]

- They're burnt. - Why?

[Simon sighs]

- Because I couldn't stand to look at 'em.

Look, I never hired him after that.

The guy was, he was mad, he was crazy.

I mean, he probably saw the photographs of my wife

and got obsessed with her.

- So what were you doing at the house?

He'd done his job, you'd paid him off.

Yet we find you at a house that Strathman

uses as a drop-off and he made calls from, a safe house.

How did you know about it?

What were you doing there and why?

- Captain.

Mr. Storm's lawyer is here.

- Really? - Yes sir.

- I haven't finished with you, Mr. Storm.

- You okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.

- Grab your stuff, let's go.

[low, ominous music] [prisoners chattering]

[birds chirping]

[birds chirping continues]

- I'm so sorry.

I didn't think any of this was gonna happen.

It was just supposed to be photographs.

[relaxed guitar music]

I really love you.

I really love you.

♪ Is it your kiss that I miss

♪ Or just the emptiness inside

♪ If I could turn the clock around ♪

♪ Just to be the one to make you smile ♪

[phone rings]

♪ But I don't wanna turn your world around ♪

♪ And I don't wanna speak to make just sound ♪

♪ And I don't wanna say don't come around ♪

♪ I just wanna make you look inside ♪

♪ Look inside

♪ And I don't wanna be alone

♪ Spend this time with me

♪ Look out at the stars

- Got room for my latest masterpiece?

- Oh. [giggles]

♪ Out there for us

♪ Please don't be afraid

♪ Close those pretty eyes

♪ Dream about the love we had

- I'm sure I can fit into your suitcase.

- You probably could. [Taryn laughs]

- [Taryn] Yes.

- Thanks, Taryn.

[door thuds]

- I was gonna call you.

- You tell me that you, well,

that you miss me, that you love me

but I wanted to see you and you canceled my ticket.

Simon, I'm part of this.

How can I not make the meeting?

- I can handle this.

- You're pathetic.

- I'm sorry.

- Look, what's going on with us?

You haven't returned any of my calls.

- I haven't called anybody.

- I am not

anybody.

Look at me.

I love you.

Right now, I feel like I'm losing you and I,

I can't handle that.

Fuck this.

[anxious music]

[racetrack PA blaring]

[anxious music]

[soft chanting]

- Hey.

There's something in that drawer for you I think.

[crickets chirping]

You like it?

- Oh, it's beautiful.

It's perfect, how much was it?

- It was expensive.

- Thank you. - It looks beautiful.

You're welcome.

[lips smooching]

- No, stop.

It's too soon, Simon.

A lot has happened, I need time to deal with it.

Can we take it slowly?

- We can take all the time you need to have.

I mean, I really want this to work.

I know we've both made mistakes.

You're just the one that saw past it.

- What about her?

- Well, I canceled her ticket.

She's pissed off 'cause she wanted to go.

I mean, she's part of the deal.

But once we sign it, she's out of our lives forever.

You know what?

Why don't you come down?

I mean, it'll be fun.

We haven't done anything fun in a long time.

- I can't.

My exhibition's already been postponed.

Sorry.

- You really want this to work, right?

- Of course.

- Okay.

[anxious mid tempo music]

[anxious mid tempo music continues]

[Kate scoffs] - Sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you but you're being followed.

- By who?

- A cop, he's parked out front.

[anxious music]

Bring the cash?

- I was just on my way to bring it to you.

Half now, half when it's done.

He leaves tomorrow, so you'll have to be quick.

[engine roars]

- Fuck Jeremy, I don't know.

Use your initiative, get creative, I don't care.

These are for you.

- Oh, aren't they beautiful?

Who are they from?

- Simon.

- Look Kate, of course I'm distant.

I mean, a lot has happened.

I just need things to cool down.

It's different now.

- What does different mean?

- Kate, Kate, just try and understand, all right?

- [Kate] You're a dickhead.

[airport PA blaring]

[attendees laughing]

- But seriously, I'm proud of the work I have here tonight

and I hope that it moves you emotionally

as it did me painting them, thank you.

[attendees applauding]

- Enjoy the party.

Congratulations, darling. - Thank you.

- We are going to make a killing here tonight.

- You think so?

- Oh, it's the same response

von Staden got on his opening night

and you know what great things he went on to.

Cedric, darling.

[attendees chattering]

[thunder booms] [rain pattering]

- It's called "Love Lies Dead."

What do you think?

- It's very good.

What does it mean?

- Everything and nothing.

I'm Teresa Storm.

- Colin.

Colin Rand.

It's nice to meet you.

[thunder booms]

- So Colin, are you with a publication?

- No.

No, I'm not.

I'm here to buy a piece.

- You're a collector?

- Yeah.

A collector.

You really have some diverse paintings on display.

- Yes.

My work's been described as an emotional cocktail.

- Close.

That's pretty close.

- Is that a good thing?

- Well, it shows you're impassioned.

- Teresa, Teresa darling.

Cedric is dying to meet with you.

So, when you have a moment.

- Okay then.

- I'm sorry, I'm keeping you.

- Oh no, not at all.

[soft piano music]

- You want to get some fresh air?

- [Teresa] Yes, but it's raining.

- What?

You gonna melt?

[Teresa laughs]

- Oh.

Actually, I hate all that shit.

I would prefer if the art could speak for itself

but Moira would freak if I didn't attend my own exhibition.

This is fantastic.

- What, you've never walked in the rain before?

- No, not for awhile.

- What was keeping you?

- Do you have a smoke?

[thunder booms]

[rain pattering]

Yes, I am married.

He's away on business.

- Obviously he doesn't care much for your art.

- And I don't care much for what he does.

[rain pattering]

- Hey, you're not serious.

- Come.

Come on.

[thunder booms]

Come on!

[soft somber music]

[soft somber music continues]

[thunder booms]

[soft somber music]

[soft somber music ends]

[Teresa moans contentedly]

- Cut the bullshit, tell me what you really want.

- I collect works.

I was told you were someone to keep an eye on.

- You're as much of a collector as I'm a nun.

Can you tell me Monet's first name?

Hmm?

Or describe Picasso's Blue Period?

I didn't think so.

[thunder booms]

An art collector that carries a gun?

Come on.

So my husband wants to be with his office slut.

I won't divorce him.

That leaves him with no option but to kill me

and voila, here you are.

So Mr. Art Collector, how are they gonna do it?

Tell me.

[gun cocks]

I'm not going anywhere.

- Are you sure you want to hear this?

- Oh yeah.

- The night your husband comes back from Cape Town,

I'm gonna break a window and trash this place

like it was a robbery.

Kate's gonna pick him up

from the airport and bring him home.

They'll find your body and call the cops. [laughs]

It's as simple as that.

- How much are they paying you?

- Enough.

- You're doing this for money?

- I'm afraid so.

Cash is king.

- Then perhaps we can make a deal.

- I'm listening.

[soft ominous music]

[soft ominous music continues]

[mid tempo dance music]

[Klein grunts]

- You can't just come in here like this.

- Why not?

I thought this was a chance for us

to get to know one another better

now that your friend is in Cape Town.

- An honor I'm sure I wouldn't want to pass up.

- I do know you're fucking him.

- Please, could you not?

I can't stand the smell.

- Really?

- Really.

- You just weren't expecting to fall in love, were you?

That's funny. [chuckle]

- Well Mr. Klein, Simon's a wonderful man.

It's a funny thing, love.

I'm sure you know.

- It would seem so, especially when murder's involved.

- Murder?

- Yes, murder.

Storm wants his wife dead so that he can be with you.

- Is that what you think?

- At the moment,

it's the only thing that makes sense, isn't it?

You can tell him

I'm watching him.

- I will.

- What do you think of these?

- They're very sharp.

- I'm glad you think so.

I can't say I blame him.

You really are very, very tasty.

[anxious music]

- Well, congratulations everyone.

Absolutely brilliant deal and it went very smoothly.

Well done. - Pleasure doing business.

- Well done my friend, I think we're rich.

[ominous music]

[light steady tempo drumbeat] [crickets chirping]

[boot thuds]

- What are you doing here?

- Just get in.

- All right, pop the trunk.

[light steady tempo drumbeat]

[engine rumbles]

[anxious music]

What are you doing?

- I've missed you.

- Kate, no.

- What?

- Look, I've been doing a lot of thinking

and I want my life back.

I mean, it's over.

- Simon, it's far from over.

[vehicles whooshing]

Teresa's dead.

[ominous music]

- What do you mean Teresa's dead?

- When we get home,

we'll find her and you'll call the police.

I've taken care of everything, it's all arranged.

It'll look like she walked in on a robbery.

You want me, you do this.

It's the only way out.

We get to be together or you go to prison, you choose.

[ominous music] [vehicle rumbles]

[soft ominous chanting]

[vehicle doors thud]

[crickets chirping]

- Teresa?

[soft ominous chanting]

Teresa?

[soft ominous chanting]

[light anxious music]

- Simon, don't touch her.

Pick up your phone and call the police.

[light anxious music]

- No.

- Come on.

Come on. - No!

No!

- Simon, come on, pull yourself together, come on.

You have to call the police.

- No.

- [Kate] Call the police.

[Simon pants]

- [Lloyd] Put the phone away.

- Lloyd.

[gun cocks]

- Put it away.

- What are you doing?

- I'm sorry sweetie, there's been a change of plan.

[gunshots booming]

[Kate whimpers]

[ominous music]

I'm sorry.

[ominous music]

[gunshots booming] [shells clattering]

[Kate pants]

- I brought him home from the airport.

We went inside.

Something was wrong

and then

we heard a scream.

- He shot Simon.

That's when I got ahold of the gun.

My hands were shaking.

I pulled the trigger.

I don't remember how many times.

[camera snaps]

[Kate babbles]

- When we got here, she was being attacked.

Simon tried to help her.

[steady tempo drumbeat]

- Here.

And that's it, which makes you

a very wealthy woman, Mrs. Storm.

If you need anything else, you've got my number.

- Have yourself a wonderful day, thank you.

[relaxed guitar music]

♪ Is it your kiss that I miss

♪ Or just the emptiness inside

[Teresa speaks in foreign language]

♪ If I could turn the clock around ♪

♪ Just to be the one to make you smile ♪

[Teresa giggles]

♪ But I don't wanna turn your world around ♪

- Brilliant. [claps]

Absolutely

brilliant.

You girls are good.

I must admit it.

Brilliant, brilliant but dangerous.

Both men dead, both of you at the scene of the crime.

The perfect murder.

But tell me,

Mrs. Valensky.

♪ And I don't wanna be alone

- How did you know that Lloyd wouldn't kill you?

- Would you kill me, detective?

♪ Out there for us

♪ Please don't be afraid

♪ Close those pretty eyes

♪ Dream about the love we had

[relaxed piano music]

[relaxed piano music continues]

[relaxed piano music continues]

♪ Beautiful silence in my heart ♪

♪ No cloudy thoughts confuse my mind ♪

♪ When flowers die, the seeds will grow ♪

♪ Forever know the way you made me smile ♪

♪ Oh, I don't wanna turn the world around ♪

♪ Don't wanna turn your world around ♪

♪ And I don't wanna speak to make just sound ♪

♪ I don't wanna say don't come around ♪

♪ Don't wanna say don't come around ♪

♪ I just wanna make you look inside ♪

♪ Look inside

♪ And I don't wanna be alone

♪ Spend this time with me

♪ Look out at the stars

♪ You'll know there's so much out there for us ♪

♪ Please don't be afraid

♪ Close those pretty eyes

♪ Dream about the love

♪ And I don't wanna be alone

♪ Spend this time with me

♪ Look out at the stars

♪ You'll know there's so much out there for us ♪

♪ Please don't be afraid

♪ Close those pretty eyes

♪ Dream about the love

♪ We had

♪ The love we had

[relaxed piano music ends]