Original subtitles

- [Anderson] Well, I'd like to bag

a little African bull elephant this year.

- [Virginia] Then we can put the tusks

on the other side of the room.

- [Anderson] Yeah, that's what I was thinking.

- [Virginia] Very good.

(jazzy music)

Don't forget to have Bye

send on my new gun sight to me when it comes.

- Right.

I suppose you'll be comfortable.

- [Anderson] I'm really sorry

you can't come this year, Virginia.

- So am I. (rifle clicks)

IcanT fight Max.

I'll just have to have nervous breakdowns

with better timing.

- [Anderson] Well, listen to him this time.

And stop feeling sorry for yourself.

(upbeat music)

- Man, this party's a drag, isn't it?

- Yeah, man. Ronnie's the lowest.

You can never count on him for anything.

- He said he was gonna bring some real hard stuff.

- Yeah?

Should we split?

- No, let's hang in for a while.

- It's okay with me.

- Wanna ball?

- Groovy.

(upbeat music)

- I've been looking for you all over.

Where've you been?

- Right here.

This is the only place I can stand it.

All these people running around nude.

Thelook of them!

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

We had better parties than this at school.

I thought there'd be something stronger here than just pot.

Like, real narcotics.

- Well, there was supposed to be,

but the guy who was gonna bring the stuff

hasnT showed up yet.

Now when he does, you can do what you want.

But until then, don't look so obvious.

Why don't you get some of these things off?

(upbeat music)

- Come on, Ronnie.

What's the matter with you?

- It's that damn Buddy.

He's so unreliable.

He shoulda been here an hour ago.

He's probably doing something stupid right now.

(jazzy music)

(stream gurgling)

(tense music)

(tense music continues)

(percussive music) (thicket rustling)

(percussive music continues) (thicket rustling)

(rustling)

(frenetic music)

(thicket rustling) (soft ominous music)

(water splashes) - Bye, get him!

(Ronnie grunts)

(suspenseful music) (water splashing)

(grunting)

He's gonna get away.

(water splashing) (gaSPing)

(suspenseful music continues)

(upbeat music)

- Well, how about you?

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

- Where's Ronnie?

- You get the stuff?

- Forget the stuff. Where's Ronnie?

- Ronnie, Buddy Boy is here.

- Hey man, you got the stuff?

- Forget that, please.

I've been shot.

- You've been what?

- I been shot. - Shot?

- His leg's hurt. Come on.

- Ow, ow, ah! That hurts.

Easy, easy.

- Hey man, you are hurt.

Get some water.

What happened?

- Nevermind that.

Do you have any stuff?

- Me? I was waiting on you.

- I don't have any.

Ineedit very badly.

- But what happened?

- It all started

when I got this note to go to this apartment,

this fancy apartment.

I, I went in and I, I rang the bell.

(buzzer sounds) (tense percussive music)

(mellow music)

(door clicks)

- Wow.

(suspenseful music)

Hiya.

(chairs creak)

(buzzer sounds)

- Are they here?

All three? Good.

Let them sit while I change.

Offer them a drink.

(tense music)

- What a buncha spooks.

Well, come on. Relax!

(Buddy scoffs)

This isn't a funeral.

No?

(Buddy laughs)

- Were they all on time?

Let them stew just a minute.

I want them anxious to get out of here.

Thank you.

I'm really gonna enjoy this, Bye.

For the first time in my life,

I'm doing something all my own,

and I'm gonna love every minute of it.

- [Buddy] Wait a minute, I know you two fellas from somewhere.

You're Charles Freeman the actor, right?

And you're Benito the wrestler.

Yeah, you, Benito.

We were all in an article, a magazine article.

That was it. (chuckles)

(door thuds)

(tense music)

- I'm Virginia Marcus.

Will you sit down please?

(tense music continues)

Get your feet off my table!

(tense music)

I've kept you waiting long enough,

so I'll get right to the point.

How would each of you like to have $100,000?

- Oh, everyone would like to have $100,000, Ms. Marcus,

especially if it means offering a service

to a lovely lady like you.

- And the two of you?

- Well, uh,

I could take it or leave it.

- Considering your habits, I'd say you always need it.

- Uh, what's the pitch?

- Here's my proposition.

I'll give either, any,

or all of you $100,000

if you can stay alive in Manhattan for twenty-four hours.

- You must be kidding.

Uh-huh, I don't like to sound like a--

- Then don't!

- Er, what's the, what's the catch?

- Simple. I'm going to hunt you down.

Thenl shall kill you.

- Hunt?

How?

- Well, the same way I'd stalk

and kill an animal if I were on a safari.

- You must be joking.

- I'm not joking!

(Veronica exhales)

Well gentlemen, what do you say?

- Uh, how come us?

- Well, because I picked you.

- How?

- Come now, gentlemen, let's not be so naive.

The magazine article.

You three men are all bonafide killers.

Each of you has killed.

Oh, I know. You were all acquitted.

You all went free.

But each of you has killed.

- Now see here--

- I don't want to hear reasons.

I'm sure you yourselves believe your pat lies.

You have killed a human.

And I am willing to pay for the privilege

of being the public executioner,

but it'll be a game.

And you all could do with 100,000, couldn't you?

- You are serious.

But people are not animals.

- But you mean nothing to me.

To me, you're nothing but animals.

Perhaps... let me see.

A lion. Do you like that, huh?

And you.

A bull. Yes, that's good.

For you, a jackal.

Well?

- Lady, if you've got nothing better to do

with your money than throw it away,

then why should I stop you?

I once hid out from the cops for one month.

I can hide out from you for twenty-four hours.

- So?

- So I'm in.

- Well?

- I don't know. I'm not sure.

Well, there are certain aspects that--

- Well, just think, you could get the backing

for a new play for yourself.

Well, don't you want to be Mr. Freeman again?

- All right, all right, I may as well.

As Shakespeare said--

- You?

- You don't have a chance.

I get in close, I'll break you in half.

- We'll see.

Because that's just how I plan it, in close.

- Look lady, I wrestled professional.

Long before they had them phony actors on TV.

I still got the--

- Got the belt. I know.

Are you game against a woman?

- I play.

- Good.

Now for the rules.

One: one day in the coming month,

you will receive a special delivery registered letter.

It will come between 9:00 and 9:30 in the morning.

Two:

in it will be a certified check for $100,000,

post dated twenty-four hours from the time of delivery.

Three and finally:

when you receive the check, the game is on.

If you survive the twenty-four hours,

you win and may cash the check.

But I must warn you gentlemen,

I have no intention of losing.

(suspenseful music)

Good night.

Bye will show you out.

- How's that? Better?

- Better, better.

Well, that's all there is to it.

$100,000.

- Bull.

$100,000 just to get chased around Manhattan?

- What does that look like?

- $100,000, and it's all yours?

- It's all mine,

if I can stay alive for ten more hours.

- What's this about you all being killers?

I didn't know you were a killer.

- No, no. It's, it's not exactly killers.

Well, well, take the actor.

The actor was shackin' up with some guy's wife,

and then the husband came in.

(seductive music)

(frenetic music)

It was some mess.

- That sounds terrible.

And with a razor?

What happened to the wrestler?

- Oh, the wrestler just got carried away one night.

Stomp, right in Madison Square Garden.

- [Virginia] Has killed.

Each of you has killed.

(crowd roaring)

(body slams)

(crowd roaring)

(dramatic music)

- What about you, Buddy?

- Nevermind about me.

I, I didn't do anything.

Listen, I really need some stuff.

- Man, we could all use some stuff.

- I, I know, I know where to get some.

He could have it here in no time.

Let me use your phone, huh?

Ugh.

(upbeat music)

- I didn't know Buddy killed anyone.

- It was a girl he had in his room.

He gave her too much heroin.

- No wonder he doesn't wanna talk about it.

(ominous music)

(jazzy music)

(frenetic music)

(upbeat music)

- Oh, be there baby, be there.

Lou. Hi, Buddy.

You're fine.

Listen, I'm, I'm in a fix,

and you gotta do me a great favor.

I'm over at Ronnie's.

And could you possibly come over with some stuff?

Yeah, I, I know I, I, I know.

Bread. Yeah, we got plenty of bread.

There's no problem there.

I, I cannot go out.

No, like, I just can't.

You'll try?

Please, as a favor to me, huh?

Yeah, all right.

As soon as you can?

Okay, yeah.

(receiver clatters) - Well, what'd he say?

- He said he'd try to make it.

- That don't sound very dependable.

- I know.

I better go myself.

- Listen man, you're too valuable.

I'll go.

- No, Ronnie, you couldn't get Bull Durham

out of a grocery store.

I better go.

- Listen man, stick around.

This cat'll come over.

Hey, listen.

Tell me about the acting cat.

How did he get it?

- Oh, the actor.

Wow, did he get it.

You know, she was pretty clever with him.

(phone rings)

- Mr. Freeman's residence.

- [Caller] Charles Freeman, please.

- Who shall I say is calling, sir?

- Drake Johnson.

- [Charles] Who is it?

- I told you, Drake Johnson.

- Oh, hello. Charles Freeman here.

- Hello, Charles.

This is Drake Johnson calling.

Does that uh, ring any bells?

- [Charles] No, I'm sorry, it, uh...

- Well, then try "Trial by Fury."

- Oh, that's the play in which I had my first starring role.

There's a revival of it running now.

- Some revival. (exhales)

I'm the producer of it, Charles, and I'm in a jam.

A couple of my actors were in a car wreck.

And I need someone to play the part of the old man.

- [Charles] The old man?

- Yes. It's one of the most important roles in the show.

Do you think you can do it?

- [Charles] Why yes. I, I think so.

I, I, I, Imean, I'm sure of it.

- That's better.

Well, look, you get over to the theater at four o'clock,

and we'll have a run-through.

If you've still got it, we'll sign contracts.

By the way, you'll be going on tonight.

- [Charles] Tonight?

- Yes. Why? Do you have something else to do?

- [Charles] Oh, no, no, no. I'll be there.

And, and thank you, Mr. Johnson.

- Fine. By the way, Charles,

you'll get some good publicity out of this.

Um, we'll bill you as a special guest star.

How's that?

- Oh, fine. Excellent.

- [Drake] Good. See you at four then.

- I'll be there.

And thanks again.

(receiver clatters)

(triumphant music)

(knocking on door)

Yes?

- [Man] Special delivery for Mr. Freeman.

- Thank you.

(door thuds)

(envelope rustling)

Oh no.

(ominous music)

(ominous music continues)

- You're doing me the favor.

Ineeded someone.

And uh, Freeman's got a name people will remember.

It's a natural publicity gimmick.

(buzzer sounds) I never woulda thought of it.

Excuse me.

Yes, Jodi. Who?

Okay, put him on.

It's Freeman.

Yes Charles, what's up?

- [Charles] Hello, Mr. Johnson. Charles Freeman here.

You did call me before.

- That's right.

- [Charles] I'm sorry.

But I was just wondering if,

well, if someone was trying to pull a gag on me.

- Hell no, Charles.

Look, just be at the theater at four, huh?

- [Charles] Yes, certainly.

But, but there was a possibility, and

well, I, I'm sorry to have bothered you.

- Don't worry about it.

We'll see you at four.

- [Charles] Yes, at four.

Thank you again.

- Er, righto, bye.

Strange.

He wanted to know if the whole thing was a gag.

(ominous music)

- Who in the world would do anything so cruel?

(ominous music continues)

(ominous music)

(knocking on door)

- [Man] Mr. Freeman?

(knocking on door)

Mr. Freeman.

It's me, Fred.

- Fred?

- [Fred] From across the hall.

- Go away, Fred.

- [Fred] Can I see you for a moment?

- Not today, Fred.

- [Fred] Oh, just a second, Mr. Freeman.

- Are you alone?

- Yeah.

(tense music)

What's the matter with you, Mr. Freeman?

Somebody after you or something?

You're playing a part? (Fred chuckles)

- Ah, what can I do for you, Fred?

- Well, I thought maybe you can spare a few bucks--

- Coupla bucks for a bottle?

- Well, yeah, yeah.

- Sure, I could let ya have five.

How's that? - Oh, great, great.

- Uh-uh, first you have to help me

play a trick on someone, Fred.

- A trick?

- Well, just someone I don't want to see.

What do you say, Fred?

- Oh, I don't know.

- Now all you have to do is go down to the bar,

spend a half hour there,

and that's all there is to it.

Come on, Fred.

We've been together a long time, haven't we?

You've played bits in every show I've been in, right Fred?

- Yeah. - Okay, Fred.

What do you say?

All right? - All right.

- All right, old friend, I'm going to make you up

to look like Charles Freeman.

Come on.

Come on.

(dramatic music)

(jars clanking)

(dramatic music continues)

(dramatic music continues)

(ominous music)

(frenetic music)

(frenetic music continues)

(frenetic music continues)

(jazzy music)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

- Miss Marcus?

Miss Marcus?

Miss Marcus!

(tense music)

- How are you, Virginia?

- I was looking at puppies in the magazine.

- Did you see one you liked?

- They were only pictures.

I don't like dogs anyway.

- Why not?

- I used to have one.

It was the cutest little thing.

I was glad when it died.

- [Max] How did it die?

How did it die, Virginia?

- [Virginia] My brother Anderson killed it.

Daddy said it was an accident.

(suspenseful music)

It was. It was an accident.

I, I said that I didn't mind.

And killing is bad.

I've never killed anything!

I couldn't!

I hate killing!

I hate guns!

Killing is bad!

- [Max] Virginia, why are you crying?

- What a silly question.

- This damn watch has stopped.

Listen Max, what time is it?

I, I've got guests coming this afternoon.

- It's um,

three o'clock.

- Ugh!

Stupid watch!

Of course, I, I don't hate Anderson.

- Oh?

- Look, look, Max,

I, I don't want to talk anymore.

- Have you been taking your pills?

I want you to take these.

(paper tears)

And remember, take them.

(dark music) (paper crinkling)

(triumphant music)

(audience applauds)

- Charlie, you were just great.

Everybody loved you.

- [Man] Come on, Drake.

- All right, just a minute.

I, I didn't wanna tell ya,

but I had a couple of critics in the house.

There's gonna be some reviews tomorrow, just for you.

You'll see.

After this, everybody's gonna want you back.

- Well, thank you, Drake.

- Well yunno, I think we got something to celebrate.

What do you say we hit 21, huh?

All right, you finish taking off your makeup.

I gotta make a phone call.

I'll only be a minute.

Charlie, you were just great!

- Thanks again, Drake.

- See you tomorrow, Mr. Freeman.

- Good night, dear.

- Good night, Mr. Freedman. - Good night.

- Nice working with you, Mr. Freeman.

- Thank you.

- [Actor] Hey, Rog, wait for me.

(door creaks) Yo, wait.

(door slams)

- I'm sorry, Charlie.

I, I can't make it after all.

You, you know how backers are,

and I can't live without 'em, right?

Hey uh, don't forget now,

you, you got a matinee tomorrow, huh?

(ominous music)

- Drake!

Wait, Drake! Wait!

(suspenseful music)

(frenetic music)

(tense music) (Charles bellows)

(body thumps)

(dark music)

- A spear right through the heart.

Just like a lion.

- That woman sounds real goofy.

- Goofy's not the word for her.

Ronnie, Lou is not gonna show up.

I know it.

- Hey man, don't sweat it.

He'll show up for this kind of bread.

- [Friend] Buddy, what happened to the wrestler?

You know?

- Oh, the wrestler, yeah.

Yunno, that guy would've been fine.

No problems, had he just stayed in that room with that chick.

- What'd you bring me up here for anyway?

All you're doing is reading that silly little paper.

I came up here to have some fun.

What's the matter, don't you like me?

I never had any complaints before.

Can't you tell I'm a girl?

I think I look pretty good.

(footsteps tapping)

I think you're putting me down.

I'm sexy.

And that's what I came up here for, sex.

(lips smacking)

(street noise)

(phone rings)

Oh, answer the phone.

- Hello?

- Hello.

I said, "Hello, Champ."

- [Rocco] Whaddaya keep calling me for?

Whaddaya want?

- You know what I want, don't you?

Why don't you do something about it then, Champ?

Or should I say ex-Champ?

- [Rocco] I retired undefeated.

I am still the--

- You're still the champ? (Virginia laughs)

Then why are you afraid?

- I'm not afraid of nothin'.

- Good.

Then I challenge you, Champ.

Come out. Come outside and fight.

Well?

- Why don't you drop dead?

- I'm going to call you more and more often, Champ,

until you're really afraid.

Do you understand?

(receivers clatter)

(suspenseful music)

- What are you lookin' at?

- That must have been some phone call, babe.

You're really shook up.

Who was that? Your wife?

I know. It was your girlfriend.

A sweet little schoolteacher type

that you stood up so you could have some fun with me.

(phone rings)

Go ahead, answer it.

- Hello.

- Hello, coward.

Still don't wanna fight?

You still afraid?

- I'm not afraid of nothin'.

I am the champ.

- You still got the belt?

That was from years ago.

What are you now, Rocco?

What are you now?

- I am Rocco, Rocco the Champ.

I am Rocco. You got no right!

- What do you mean you have no right?

That was no wife or girlfriend.

You're in trouble. Serious trouble.

And you're afraid.

You're just scared outta your mind.

- What was that?

- Just what I said.

The great Rocco's afraid.

And you're not gonna do anything about it, are you?

- What do you mean?

- You're just gonna sit there shaking

and never move outta that chair.

You must be mixed up in the rackets,

and you're scared, scared, scared!

- Shut up!

- Now look-- - I said shut up!

- You can't say that to me.

Who do you think I am anyway?

You can keep your lousy twenty dollars.

I wouldn't make it with you for all the money in town.

I'm leaving.

(phone rings) Well, answer it.

- Come back here!

Come back here, you bitch!

(dramatic music)

- Hello?

- Okay, lady. Now you get yours.

(chuckles) - Oh, really?

- I'm not scared of nothin'.

I'll rip you apart!

- Good, Champ.

- I'm comin' to get you!

- And I'll fight you.

- Ru kill ya!

(Veronica laughs)

- Bye, Bye! We got him!

(Virginia laughs)

(frenetic music)

(frenetic music continues)

(horn honks)

(frenetic music continues)

(ominous music)

- Yeah. (Rocco breathing)

(tense music)

(Rocco moans)

(dramatic music)

(frenetic music)

(Rocco grunting)

(frenetic music continues)

(Rocco grunts)

(dramatic music)

(frenetic music)

- Come on, come on.

(Rocco groans)

(frenetic music continues)

(Rocco moans)

(Rocco cries)

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey.

(ominous music)

(ominous music continues)

Come on. Come on, baby.

Olé!

(Rocco grunts)

(tense music) (Rocco exclaims)

(triumphant music)

(crowd applauds, cheers)

(triumphant music continues) (applause, cheers)

- [Buddy] He died like a brave bull

without his $100,000.

Ronnie, Lou is not gonna come here.

I gotta get outta here.

- Hey, we gotta do something to make him stick.

(upbeat music)

- C'mon, you can't go out there.

- I gotta go, Ronnie.

Where's my jacket?

- Your jacket's in the other room.

Man, that Chick's poison.

- I can't help it. I gotta go.

- Baby, you can't go.

You're worth a lotta money.

- Yeah right, $100,000, huh?

Dated tomorrow.

But I gotta go.

- Well, if you gotta go, let me hold it.

- All right, you hold it.

But it's not worth anything to anybody until I endorse it.

And believe me, Ronnie,

I'm gonna come back and sign that check.

- $100,000.

- But it's no good 'til tomorrow without his signature.

'Til then, it's just lousy paper.

- Buddy's going to get the stuff.

- So what?

- Don't you care?

- No, I'm relaxed.

- Well, I'm not.

- Have a turn.

(upbeat music)

- Well, won't you help me?

(man groans)

(upbeat music continues)

- I don't think this stuff is ever gonna arrive.

- I gotta have a joint left.

Want some?

- It's better than nothing.

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

- I got a letter from Anderson this morning.

Only gone three weeks,

and he wrote the minute he reached Johannesburg.

Coffee?

- Love it.

I came by because you missed your Wednesday appointment.

- I'll call Bye for the coffee.

- Don't call Bye, I'll get it myself.

I know where the kitchen is.

I'm sure I can find a cup.

- No.

- Are you all right?

- Of course, I'm all right.

Let Bye get the coffee.

That's what I pay him for.

- Don't trouble him. I'll only be on moment.

- Don't go in there.

- Why not?

- Well, I, I'm having the floors redone.

Do you want to ruin the finish?

- No, I wouldn't do that.

But how does Bye walk around in there?

- Oh, Max, what the hell difference does it make?

(phone rings) Look, uh,

Bye, get that phone, will you?

Look, um,

Bye! (ominous music)

Max, I, uh, could you leave?

I, I don't feel very well today.

And I, I'd like to lie down.

- Why don't you tell me what's upsetting you?

- Upset? Who's upset?

I'm, I'm, I'm not upset.

I'm just, I'm just a little outta sorts today.

That, that's all.

Look, look, Max, don't, don't I have an appointment

with you late, later in the week?

- Yes, Friday.

- No, no, no, no, Friday's the last day.

I only had a, a month.

No, no, no, it can't be Friday. I, I'm tied up all day.

You'll have to make it another day.

I'm tied up even after dinner.

- I'll have my receptionist call you

and change the appointment.

- Don't bother! Because I'm not coming back ever.

Now you get out of my house.

(frenetic music)

(frenetic music continues)

(frenetic music continues)

(frenetic music continues)

(frenetic music continues)

(tense music)

(Buddy coughs)

(toilet flushes)

(tense music continues)

(Buddy chuckles)

(Buddy gags)

(tense music continues)

- Hey.

Hold it. Hold it.

Hold it steady.

Okay, okay.

(tense music continues)

(Buddy moans)

(Buddy cries)

(tense music continues)

(dramatic music)

Ooh, baby. Ahh.

(dramatic music continues)

Ooh,

yeah.

Ooh, yeah.

Oh, close the door.

Wait a second, close it.

I see.

- [Janitor] Okay, everybody out.

Come on, I gotta clean up.

Come on, let's go. Out, out.

- Okay, I'm all right.

I got this.

Okay, okay.

Bye, baby. Bye, baby.

(mellow music)

- Hello, Dr. Schram here.

- [Anderson] I'm not getting anything, operator.

- [Operator] Hello, Dr. Schram?

- Hello.

Hello, Dr. Schram here.

- Hello, Max.

Yes, I got it. What's going on?

- [Max] Listen carefully, Anderson.

Your sister appears to be deteriorating.

You must come back at once.

Today, if possible.

- I don't understand. Is she ill?

- No, not physically,

but there are indications of something much more serious.

- Dammit, Max! Can't you handle it?

I mean, if you think it's important,

then put her back in the sanatorium

until the safari's over. Okay?

- No, it's not okay.

You know I can't do that without your being here.

Now listen, Anderson, I'm not going to argue about this.

It's imperative that you return at once.

Is that clear?

- I guess so. You sound serious.

- [Max] I am.

- Okay, you win.

- Okay, uh, how soon can you get here?

- Well, I'm still in the back country.

I can get a plane out I suppose this afternoon,

connectin Johannesburg,

and be there in all around twenty-four hours.

- I'll meet you at the airport.

- Right, goodbye.

- [Max] Goodbye. Be on that plane!

(Max sighs) (receiver clatters)

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

(upbeat music)

- What's the matter with you?

- Nothing.

- Well, you haven't touched anybody all night.

- I'm just not in the mood.

- Why?

- I can't get over that junkie with $100,000.

He had it made if he had just stayed here.

- Would you forget about him?

Why don't you, er, take off your shirt?

- I just don't feel like it.

- Do you have to be high to feel like it?

- No. Do you?

- Oh no.

I do it for kicks,

and I plan to get some.

Come on, take off your shirt.

(upbeat music continues)

- It tickles.

(chuckles)

(upbeat music continues)

- I don't think that Buddy is coming back with the stuff,

or that other man they called up.

I think you just brought me here to seduce me.

If you think I'm going to be influenced

by what all these people are doing,

well, you're wrong.

I'm sorry I ever let you get this far.

- You are a woman. - Mm-hmm.

(upbeat music)

Hey, wait a minute.

Your pants.

- You still have yours on.

- Back off.

Okay, now yours.

(upbeat music continues)

Hey, wait a minute.

You're not trying.

What's wrong with you?

- Keep thinking about that junkie.

I wonder what happened to him.

- Oh, brother!

- Take my things.

Virginia!

Virginia.

Virginia. (ominous music)

- Good morning, Anderson.

You're up so early.

There's no school today.

Oh Andy, I've had so much fun.

I've got a new game.

It's a surprise.

Let me show you my surprise.

It's in the kitchen.

(eerie music continues)

(eerie music continues)

(door squeaks)

- Oh my god. - God. No!

No!

No!

Why Virginia? Why?

- I tracked them down.

It was a wonderful safari, Andy.

You would've loved it.

- [Anderson] Stop it, damn you!

- [Max] It's no use, Andy, she's--

- Don't tell me that nonsense.

You, everybody has been pampering her too long!

She knows exactly what she did.

Virginia, they're going to lock you up.

They're going to put you in a padded cell where you belong!

- No, Andy, you won't let them.

- See, Max? Won't let them.

I'll turn the key myself, you crazy murdering lunatic!

- I did not murder. A safari.

I hunted them.

I, I tracked them down.

They had to be killed.

- Listen to her, Max, the avenging angel.

Virginia, you're a murderer.

You murdered those men,

and they're going to lock you up.

Do you hear me?

Do you?

- No.

No, I'm not guilty.

Daddy knows who's guilty.

Daddy knows!

- Stop it!

- Daddy knows!

- [Max Stop it! Stc])p it'

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

- Max, Max. I think one of them's still alive.

(tense music)

- Daddy knows who's guilty!

- [Anderson] Virginia, Virginia!

Virginia.

Virginia! (hands pounding)

Virginia!

- Oh, Daddy.

Do you love me now?

Do you love me now, Daddy?

(Virginia cries)

(dramatic music)

Do you love me now?

Do you love me now, Daddy?

Do you love me now?

(Virginia screams)