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- All she wants is gold and silver,

all she wants is home, sweet home.

- Your eggs are getting cold.

Eat your food.

- I'm not hungry.

I'm not hungry.

I don't want no more.

- Just keep it up.

If you don't eat I'll have them come and take you away.

For them, you'll behave.

- Can I go in my room?

- Finish your food.

You'll just have that for lunch

and then for dinner, until you finish it.

Now, go out and play.

What are you crying about?

I'll really give you something to cry about.

- Mommy, don't make me go out.

- What are you afraid of?

You think the boogeyman will get you?

Now, get out of this house!

- But Mommy, they're on the steps.

- You really want a beating, don't you?

- No, Mommy, don't.

I'm scared.

- Now get out in the street and play, young lady.

- Spanish lady turn around.

Spanish lady touch the ground.

Spanish lady do like this.

Spanish lady.

We're going to Kentucky.

We're going to the fair.

To see the Senorita,

with flowers in her hair.

Oh, shake it, shake it, shake it.

Shake it all you can.

Shake it on your milkshake

and do the best you can.

- Cathy, Cathy, you want to take a turn?

- Okay.

- On a mountain stands a lady,

looking for a bird that's flown.

All she wants is gold and silver,

all she wants is home, sweet home.

- Cathy.

Cathy.

Cathy.

Cathy.

Cathy.

Cathy.

Cathy.

- Cathy!

- Hey, Babe, you almost blew it.

- The woman, where did the woman go?

- What woman?

- There was a woman.

- Are you okay?

Come and sit.

Here, let me take this.

Come on.

Cathy, he's your brother.

He's gonna want to be at your wedding.

- Bob, you don't know Phil.

We haven't spoken in years.

- For Christ's sake, Cathy, he's a priest!

You have to at least call him.

- There's a lot of stuff that happened a long time ago.

I don't think he's forgiven me.

- You've told me all of that.

I still think it's worth a shot.

He's your only living relative.

- I know.

- I'm sorry, Cathy.

I know that it's painful for you.

I didn't mean to bring it up.

- It's okay.

- Beautiful.

What a picture, what a photographer.

We'll just dry you off a little bit.

Put you right up here.

And we're all set, okay?

- You mean that he tried to stiff us?

- Yeah, and besides that,

he actually put them all in her name

to satisfy a court order, so when the 1099s came in.

- She got stuck with paying all the taxes.

- Exactly.

She went back to the judge,

but he said, what do you want me to do about it?

I just issue court orders,

I'm not a collection agency.

- Hey, have you seen Bob?

- The darkroom.

- Hi Monica.

The poor girl.

But she can take the losses over five years,

although on line F of her 1040,

if she still lists alimony,

she can take the take the losses

on her projected gross income.

- No, no, no, no.

You didn't let me finish.

See, the junk bonds were used

for the acquisition of an undervalued corporation.

And then the raider decided to dismember it

and run off with the assets.

The IRS nailed the guy for tipping off the inside trader,

and then in order to beat the slammer,

he actually sold off sections of the corporation

at a huge profit.

- You mean she actually came out ahead on the junk bonds?

- In spades!

Her 50 grand in junk bonds is worth about 200 now.

- Bob, it's Monica.

- I'm busy.

I'm developing pictures in here.

I'll be out in a minute.

- But I have my IRAs invested in junk bond funds.

The yields are phenomenal.

Without the fluctuations inherited in Ginnie Maes.

- Ah, I tend to stay away from funds.

Well, they're good for the smaller investor.

When my Mensa membership came in,

my father bought me a plethora of individual issues.

- God, I am so dead.

I'm never gonna take a red-eye again.

We're flying all night, then of course,

we can't land at the airport.

What are airports for, anyways?

God!

I think I'm just gonna have a stiff drink

and go right to bed.

- With Who?

- That's not funny.

- I hope these'll do.

- ls Friday night still on?

- Of course, why wouldn't it be?

Is there something wrong with you?

- No, I just that maybe we'll come a little early,

in case you need something.

- Oh, I won't need anything.

You better get back to your bird brains

before they fly away.

Would you turn out the lights in the studio tonight?

I might be sleeping until the year 2001.

- But the coal future's killed me.

Every time you clip a coupon the damn thing's been called.

- Well, now with the bull in limbo,

the index futures are diving into dividend death.

- Oh, I'd love to have dinner Thursday night.

That would be wonderful.

No, no, you know I hate going all the way up on 2nd Avenue.

I hate going up there, her food is terrible,

she's overpriced, and she's a bitch.

No, well, of course!

Of course, Darling.

Hold on.

These are the ones that come monogrammed

in gold or in silver.

Well, I know.

I should go now.

I have somebody here.

Yes, but of course, dear.

Thursday night.

Bye.

You can also have the separate invitations.

Those going to the church only,

or those going to the church and the reception.

- Do they come in black?

- The lettering, of course, could,

but it's not very chic.

- Of course.

- May we see the different types of styles, please?

- The type sample?

- Yes, please.

- I'll go get it, I'll be right back.

- He looked like a frog.

- You behave.

- Come on, let's elope.

- Not a chance.

- We're already sleeping together.

- Tough luck.

Is Monica coming to the wedding?

- Of course, she's my partner.

- Of course, she's your partner.

I've never even met her.

In fact, I've never even been at the studio.

- Funny you should bring that up.

How would you like to meet Monica Friday night,

at the studio.

- Why, what's Friday night?

- Mm, just some of Monica's special friends at a party.

- Well, what do I wear?

- Typical female response!

Typical beautiful female response.

Come on, Cath, it's no big deal.

It's just some of our friends.

- Look, when I see Monica I want to look smashing.

I've been waiting a long time

to see my future husband's female partner.

- Hm, and she's just dying to meet you.

- Hey, Bill.

Bill, come in here, I need you.

- Yeah, Harold, what do you want?

- Go upstairs and tell those elephants

to stop dragging the furniture across the floor.

- Me?

I'm supposed to be assistant engineer,

not your errand boy!

You go tell them to shut up.

- Listen, listen.

You got 1000 guys.

- Look!

- If you don't go digital, I quit!

- Well, get your ass outta here, or you might as well quit.

Is that a wrap?

- You've just been working too hard,

try and get some rest.

- Oh, Bob, I just think I'm crazy.

There's something really after me.

- There is.

- Oh, Bob, leave 'em on, please.

- That's why I love you, Cathy.

You're like a little girl.

Why don't you get some rest.

Alrighty, but I'm here to protect you,

so sleep good.

Good night.

- You've ruined my crust, I'm going to kill you.

- Daddy, Daddy, no!

- Agnes, stop, put the knife down.

Agnes, but she's my child.

She's only nine.

Agnes, please.

Don't!

- Hey, hey Cath.

Cath.

Hey Cath, it's alright, it was just a bad dream.

- Oh, God, it was so real.

It was just like it happened that night.

- Just take it easy, it's okay now.

- I could even see my brother, Phil,

hiding in the hallway.

He hates me.

He still blames me for what happened that night.

I don't know why, but he does.

I was just a little girl.

I don't know why he blames me.

I don't know why he hates me.

- He doesn't hate you, he's forgiven you.

- No, you're wrong.

Some things can't be forgiven.

- Not even by a priest?

- Not even by a priest.

Not by anyone.

Not even by God.

- Hey, Buddy.

- I just can't go through with it.

- You sure about that, Steve?

- God help me, I've tried.

I just can't do it.

- Beer please.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Sorry for you, Steve.

- What's gonna happen to me?

- I think you already know that.

You made a promise, and you broke that promise.

- But, I can't do it!

- That's your choice.

- It was a mistake.

Right from the start.

I never should have agreed to it.

- But you did agree.

- Can't you talk to them, Bob,

and tell them it's just no good?

- Aren't you forgetting something?

They made a promise too, and they kept it.

You didn't seem sorry about that.

In fact, you seemed pretty pleased.

You son of a bitch, you're were goddamned happy.

- Yeah, I was happy, but not anymore.

- No, of course not, you were happy

when they did what you needed.

We did what you needed, now you owe us.

Something wrong, Steve?

You don't look so well.

You're always so cool.

- Damn it, talk to them.

They'll listen to you.

- Talk to them.

Why should I talk to them?

I went out on a limb for you.

I talked to them when nobody else would help you.

You're a weakling, Steve.

You made a promise and you didn't keep it,

now you're gonna have to pay the price.

- For God sakes, Bob, you've gotta help me.

- Help you?

I have already helped you.

You've run out of people that can help you.

You make me sick.

- Please, Bob, I'll do anything for you.

- Seems to me, I've heard that once before.

- Dionysos, the Fool.

This card, in the Major Arcana,

foretells the advent of a new chapter in your life, Cathy.

But you must risk something, too.

A willingness to jump out into the unknown.

- The death card.

- It's just a symbol.

In this position, it simply means that you're in conflict

over whether something should come to an end or not.

It shows that you're being offered

an opportunity for a new life,

providing you can let go of the old one.

- You read a Tarot better than you think, Rita.

I've told you about Bob.

Well, I think I'm going to give up my career

of performing after we get married.

Bob can support us easily,

so there won't be any money problems,

and I really want to have babies.

- Cathy, that's prehistoric.

- When you meet Bob, you'll understand.

He's so good to me.

He doesn't want me to work, he wants me to stay home.

- He wants, he wants?

I thought the younger generation

was supposed to teach us something.

Tell me, would he give up his career for you?

Would he give up his mystery woman partner for you?

- Now Rita, wait a minute.

- Cathy, you're a good friend.

From what you've told me,

you'd never let someone else dictate your life.

- Nobody...

No guy's ever loved me before.

So, what does the next card say?

- You poor child.

It's just more of the same.

The Knight of Cups means you're about

to experience the insanity and utter recklessness of love.

- Can I ask the card a specific question?

- Sure.

- Well, I'm going to my brother's church

to ask him to the wedding.

Is it a good idea?

- Don't go.

- Well, why not?

What does the card mean?

- He won't understand.

- What do you mean, he won't understand?

I don't understand.

Rita, you're not making any sense.

- You're right, want to help me clean up?

This place is a mess.

Sort of practice for your new life.

- I've only got a minute.

- Well, can we go inside?

- Uh, no.

- It's been a long time, Phil.

- What did you want to talk to me about?

- I'm getting married.

- And?

- Well, Phil, you're my brother.

I want you to be at the wedding.

It's in a church and everything.

I marrying a wonderful guy, his name is Bob.

Oh, please say you'll come.

- Cathy, you could have told me this on the phone,

it would have saved both of us a lot of time.

- You won't come?

Phil, the bad dreams are back.

I'm dreaming about what happened

to Mom and Dad all over again.

They're so real.

I feel like it's happening again.

- There's something wrong with you, Cathy,

and I can't help you.

- You're a priest, how can you say that?

You're my own flesh and blood.

Why won't you try to help me?

- I have to go.

- The dreams, they're frightening.

I feel like I'm going crazy.

- Then you don't me, you should see a doctor.

- I do need you, Phil.

You're the only one I can talk to about what happened.

- Talk to your husband.

The past is dead, Cathy, just like Mom and Dad.

Cathy look, I don't want to see you anymore.

I have my own life now, my life with God,

and you can't be a part of that.

I can't come to your wedding, but I'll pray for you.

- Phil, Wait!

No, no!

- Go home, Cathy.

- Go home, Cathy.

- Cathy, I'm home.

Hello.

These thorns, they hurt your tongue, let me tell you.

Come on, the pizza's gonna get cold.

Come to papa!

And this is for you, Madame.

Oh, come on.

I know it's not Chateaubriand,

but do you have to look so tragic?

- Oh, Bob.

- Alright, alright, we don't have to have the pizza.

- I went and saw Phil today.

He didn't want anything to do with me.

- Look, if he has got a bug up his ass

that is not your problem.

- I don't understand.

I really don't understand.

- Look, there are a lot of nuts running around town.

I mean, even a priest can be a psycho.

Maybe your brother is a queer and he hates women.

- Phil was never like that.

My mother would have...

You're right, let's open the champagne.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- I love your hair.

- Thank you.

Oh, boy, that's a great scarf,

did you buy it around here?

- Um, yeah, I got it down the street.

- I heard some guy freaked out in here the other day.

- Yeah, they had to take him away in a straight jacket.

Thank God I wasn't working.

Things like that give me the creeps.

- I'll be he didn't even leave a tip.

- God, that's an awful thing to say.

But it's funny.

Are you a photographer?

- I'll bet you've done a little modeling.

- How'd you guess?

My name's Sally.

- Bob.

You've got the bone structure.

- I do?

Well, I suppose you would know.

- When you've been in the business a while, like I have,

you get to appreciate a pretty face.

- It's not just the bone structure?

- No, no, no, it's the eyes, the face,

the smile, the way you carry yourself.

- Oh, I did some sweater ads back in Pittsburgh.

- I am not surprised.

- And I almost did bathing suits for Macy's.

- That's great!

- But I just started working here on Monday.

Do you come here often?

- Isn't that supposed to be my line?

- I'm here every day.

- Good, then I'll know where to find you.

Can I tell you something?

- Hi, Cathy.

How'd it go?

With your brother, I mean.

- I don't want to talk about it.

I need some cheering up.

How 'bout something new and extravagant, hmm?

- How 'bout these silver earrings?

I just got them in.

- Oh, they're beautiful.

- They have your name on them.

- So does this.

- Oh, one last fling, eh?

Vivaldi and Baccherini, sounds ambitious.

- Will you come?

It's Monday night.

Just a little small recital.

Free, as usual.

- I'll try.

And I'll bring some friends to fill up the house.

- Oh, these are beautiful.

They go with my dress for the party and the concert.

I wonder how much they are.

- My contribution to the arts.

- Oh, thanks.

Oh, these cuff links are beautiful.

Bob would love em, how much are these?

- Hi Cathy, it's Patty, your booking agent.

We got you a recital date, just before the

end of this month.

Please call me for details, bye.

- Cathy, hi, this is Glen from 5A.

Gotta big favor to ask you.

I've got to fly to Chicago for the weekend,

so would you watch Pookie for me?

You only have to walk him twice a day,

and as you know, he's real friendly.

If you can't do it, no problem.

Listen, stop in for coffee and let me know, okay?

Mucho thanks.

- Hello?

- Hi, it's me.

Yeah, I have some problems down at the studio.

Yeah, I'll pick you up around seven?

Okay.

- Okay.

Bob, I love you.

- Me too.

Here, give me that hat.

- Oh, stop it.

- Listen, why don't we go somewhere

where we can test the light.

Let's lie down under a tree.

Get that leg up, come on, higher.

Higher.

Lettuce, cheeseburger!

- I thought you were a real photographer!

- I am.

Throw that hat away, get rid of that hat.

- But how come you're using a Polaroid?

- Okay, smile.

I can see you don't know the business.

- Oh, is that right?

- Hair back, head back, come on.

Beautiful.

First, we take a few test shots to see what we've got.

Okay, turn around.

- Well, what do you have?

- I would say that you have a lot of potential.

- You really think so.

- I would like to show these to my partner, Monica.

- Help me!

Help me!

- What about my makeup?

- We're gonna put your makeup.

- You asked me.

- You weren't supposed to do.

- Well, how do I look?

- Oh, okay, let's have a look.

Mmm.

- Am I too dressed up?

- Well, let me decide, eh?

- Bob.

- You look great.

- You like?

- Yes. - Really?

You're gonna mess me up!

- Come on.

Sissy, come on.

- She's very beautiful, isn't she?

- Who?

- Well, who do you think?

Monica.

I mean, you've told me yourself she's beautiful.

- She's attractive.

What are you driving at?

- Has there ever been anything between you and her?

Monica?

Not now, I mean, before.

- Cathy, she's my partner.

We run a business together.

There's nothing romantic.

- Are you sure?

- Oh, Cath, come on, lighten up.

We're beginning to sound married.

Let's go, Monica's waiting.

- So who else is gonna be at the party?

Anybody I know?

- Not really.

Let's see.

Some photographers, gallery owners, I don't know.

- So, tell me more about Monica.

- Again, with Monica?

Okay, Monica used to be a model.

- Wonderful!

- So what?

You can be a model, too.

- Thanks, Bob.

You never said that before.

- You should see what Monica has done with the studio.

I mean, she ripped the place up, started from scratch.

The place is great.

- Where are we going?

- You'll see.

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

Would you look at that?

And they wonder why they get mugged.

- Stop the car!

- What are you, nuts?

She's probably a hooker!

- She's not a hooker.

- Then what is she doing out here?

- She's not a hooker.

Look at the way she's dressed.

- Alright, then she's a lunatic.

- Besides, I think I know her.

- Don't go home.

- What?

- Please listen to me.

Don't go home.

You mustn't go home.

- We're not going home, we're going to a party.

- You don't understand.

- What is she talking about.

- I don't care.

- She said, don't go home.

- She's getting off at the next exit, right?

- We can't do that.

- She's outta here, alright?

- Excuse me.

Oh my God, she's gone.

- Cathy, don't be ridiculous.

- Oh, I'm being ridiculous.

- People don't just vanish into thin air.

- Well, this one did.

- Bullshit.

- Well, then you tell me where she went.

- There was traffic.

We slowed down, she got out.

- Well, how come we didn't hear her?

- There were horns, we weren't listening.

- I don't think so.

- Then you explain it.

- I can't.

You're not gonna park on these streets?

- No, our garage is a few blocks away.

What's the matter?

- What exactly did that woman say?

- What woman?

- What did she say.

- I'm sorry, I was not listening.

- Don't go home.

- Now, I know that this is not the greatest neighborhood

in the world, but the co-op is such a bargain.

Besides, the neighborhood is now crawling with life.

What's wrong?

- I'm not going in there.

- What?

- I'm not going in there.

- Why not?

- I was born in this building.

I lived here until I was 10 years old.

- You're kidding.

- No, I'm not.

- I'm going home.

My God, that's what she meant.

Don't go home.

This is home.

- Oh, Jesus Christ, Cathy.

You're gonna listen to some weird woman

that we meet on the Westside Highway,

Who doesn't even know where we're going?

- I was real young.

I didn't have many friends.

There was these two girls that lived in the building.

Sisters.

They asked me to play jump rope.

There was this other girl, but she wasn't real.

- What?

- They tried to strangle me.

I would have died, but something made them stop.

- They were kids.

You know how kids are.

They were teasing you.

They weren't trying to hurt you.

- No, you're wrong.

Something made them stop.

Someone.

These things would come out of the walls.

Horrible old people.

They'd only come out at night.

I was the only one that could see them.

- You were only a little girl who saw a ghost.

- Lurkers.

Mother called them lurkers.

She could be so cruel.

She teased me.

It only made it worse.

- Cathy, that was a long time ago.

Look, this is a building.

We're going to a party.

I will be with you.

You cannot possibly think these things still exist.

- Look, all those terrible things that my mother did to me,

my father, to herself, I think it was the lurkers

or whatever evil lived in this building made her do it.

- Cathy, that is ridiculous.

Look, prove to yourself, walk into the building,

that these things do not exist.

- No, I can't do it, Bob.

I can't go in there.

- Honey, listen to me.

You can't live like this for the rest of your life.

- I know.

Bob, I love you, but you can't make me go in there.

Look, you go to the party.

You go upstairs.

It's important for you to be there.

I'm fine.

Tell Monica I was sick or something.

I'll go get a cab and go home.

- That is ridiculous.

You cannot find a cab around here.

Besides, I don't want to go to the party without you.

Look, stay right here.

I'll go upstairs, I'll tell Monica an excuse,

and I'll be right down.

- Oh, Bob.

Thank you.

- Wait right here?

- I'm not going anywhere.

- See ya.

- Ah, come here, bitch!

Don't run away little girl.

Ah, come here, you bitch!

Ah!

Here little girl.

Leo has something for you.

Ah!

Ah!

- Oh, my God.

Oh, God, please help me.

Oh, my God.

- Oh my God.

- Where were you?

I was waiting for you.

- I saw a murder.

There was this man, he killed a girl.

I saw the whole thing.

He saw me, started chasing me.

Didn't you hear him scream?

- I didn't hear anything.

- We gotta do something.

We gotta call the police.

That girl is dead, he killed her.

He's still out there, I just heard him.

- Honey, calm down.

- I will not calm down.

- There's nobody out here.

Look for yourself, the street is empty.

- He's here, I saw him.

For God's sake, he's after me.

He wants to kill me, he's got this giant sledge hammer.

- Well, at least we'll be able to pick him out of a crowd.

What exactly would you like me to do?

- Just don't stand there making stupid jokes,

we gotta call the police.

There's a phone down the street.

No, that's caked with blood.

- There's a phone that's caked in blood?

- Yes, and there was a gang, and they scared me,

and I ran down the street.

And there was a cemetery, and a chicken, a live chicken.

- A live chicken.

- No, it was a dead chicken, I don't know.

- Oh, a dead chicken.

- Listen, will you stop repeating everything I say?

- Come on, give me a hug.

- And don't fucking patronize me.

I know what I saw, I know what happened.

It sounds stupid, but it happened.

- You know, you are getting hysterical.

- I am not getting hysterical.

We've gotta find a phone.

- Alright, fine.

Come up to the studio and we'll call from there.

Come on.

I gotta admit, sure is bizarre that Monica buys a co-op

in the building you were raised in.

The powers that be.

- Where am I?

- Oh, God, I don't remember coming in here.

- Yeah, we're inside.

You see, nothing's happened.

- I don't remember coming up the stairs.

What floor are we on?

- The top floor.

Is this where you were raised?

- No.

Downstairs, the third floor.

I don't believe I'm in this building.

- You see, and nothing's happened.

- We're going inside to call the police, right?

And then we're gonna leave?

- Right, promise.

Come on, Cath, you're with me.

Nothing's gonna happen.

Would you relax, please, come on.

You're gonna see, everything is gonna be just fine.

- Ah, I see you've found her.

You must be Cathy, come.

- I would like you to meet Desmond, Monica's uncle.

- Hello.

Please, something terrible has happened.

I have to use the phone, we have to call the police.

- Oh, are the police coming?

Everyone comes to Monica's parties.

Ah, my dear, put these with the coats, will you, please?

Thank you.

- Please?

- Hey Cath, lighten up, okay?

Let's have a little drink first.

We both could use one.

- We don't have time for that.

Will you please show me where the phone is, Bob?

- Shh, this way.

Come.

- Sit down, you'll feel much better

with a little bit of a drink in you, huh?

There you go.

- So, what are you having?

- Oh, would you look at that, a new bartender.

Scotch on the rocks, please,

and Cathy, what's your poison?

- Bob, please, I'll find the phone myself

if you won't show me where it is.

- She'll have the same, thank you.

I said, I will call the cops.

- I'm the one that saw, I should phone them.

- Look, if we're reporting a crime, I can handle it.

- Stop treating me like a retard, I'll do it.

- This is getting ridiculous.

I don't want to argue with you.

- You didn't tell me she was that beautiful.

- Bob, Darling.

This must be your Cathy.

I've heard so much about you.

You know, I feel like I know you already.

You are so young, and so refreshing.

- Thank you, I think.

Uh, look Monica, I don't mean to be rude,

but we have to call the police.

- Good heavens, why?

- Cathy thinks she saw a murder.

- For Christ's sake, I don't think I saw it, I did see it.

Right outside this building.

- Is she serious?

- Look, will someone stop talking and do something?

- Now, Darling, if Cathy is so convinced,

perhaps you should phone them.

Better safe than sorry, right Dear?

- It's a good idea, I think I'll go call right away.

Excuse me.

- Now, now, Darling.

I really think you should just try to relax

and have a good time.

- Well, what about the murderer?

He could be anywhere.

- Oh, you're safe here with us.

- So, I hear that you're to be married soon.

- Yeah, um, September, Saint Richmond's.

- What, in a church?

Oh, how quaint.

- Well, some of us still do it.

- Yes.

- It was Bob's idea.

- Bob's idea?

Oh, God, this is just too funny.

You know, I thought I knew everything about Bob,

but this approach, it's just so ingenuous.

- Are you married?

- My husband is deceased.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- He was a wonderful, wonderful man.

It's funny, I know he's dead and all that,

but sometimes I feel like he's still with me.

- How long does it take to call the police?

- Oh, yes.

Darling, Darling, would you please excuse me,

Desmond is gonna take you around

and introduce you to absolutely everyone, alright?

I'll just see you later on.

- Ah, this way.

- Hi.

- Why's it taking so long for the police to get here?

Excuse me, Desmond, I have to find Bob.

- Ah.

- Bob?

Bob?

Bob?

Rita?

- Come on in.

- See, Dear, I told you.

Those earrings look lovely.

- What are you doing here?

You know Bob and Monica?

- Won't you join us.

- Uh, no.

No, I can't, really.

I'm sorry I interrupted.

- Don't be sorry, just join us.

My friend and I would really love that.

Wouldn't you, Dear?

- No, no, thank you.

Bob?

Bob?

- Get out of the way.

Get out of the way, you old hag.

- Bob?

- I'm gonna get on top this time.

- Bob?

- Cathy, won't you join us?

- You get on top of Anne.

- No, thank you, Dr. Ruth.

- Open it.

Open it!

Bob, I'll do anything for you.

- Seems to me, I've heard that once before.

- Open it, that's all I ask.

- But Steve, that's not all you're asking.

- We know what's inside.

- Open it!

- You damn fool.

Did you really think you could get away with this?

A bargain is a bargain.

And this was not what you were supposed to deliver.

This is meaningless.

You've unbalanced our books, Steve.

You know what the price is.

And it's not this!

- She's my child, my baby, my flesh and blood.

- We gave you everything you wanted, right?

Success, money, power, right, Steve?

You made the deal.

You wanted it.

- Really, Steve, you're such a worthless fuck.

- I can't do it, I can't send my child out there.

- Then why don't you go instead?

You have to eventually anyways.

- No, Monica, please.

Just let us go!

- Go?

Let you go?

You're not going anywhere.

- But you people have so much power,

one more or less won't make that much difference!

- Steve, please, you're making it sound

like we're being unreasonable.

It's really not the way it is.

We have no choice, you have no choice,

don't you understand?

- No, look, give me the photograph.

I'll get you another child.

Please, you won't do anything to her, will you?

- This is a waste of time.

Desmond, would you please get Leo in here?

Thank you.

- When do you think we're gonna begin?

- Uh, I'd say around midnight.

Isn't that when all hell is supposed to break lose?

- Does she have any idea?

Does she suspect you?

- Monica, Darling, the girl is in love with me.

She believes everything I tell her.

- What a fool.

- Take it easy, take it easy.

I won't hurt, it's alright, it's alright.

- It's party time!

Hi Steve.

My name is Leo.

And I'm gonna reach down your throat

and rip out your lungs.

Nothing personal.

- Ow.

Loco Leo.

Alright, alright.

Leo, Leo, that's enough, that's enough.

No, Leo, Leo.

Alright, look, get him out of here, huh?

And be quiet, people are eating, okay?

You think I oughta tie the girl up?

- Don't be so melodramatic,

where could she possibly go.

And you said that she doesn't suspect a thing.

- I was looking for a phone.

I want to take a cab.

- Oh, I'm terribly sorry, the lines seem to be down.

- Excuse me, excuse me.

You have to help me.

I saw a murder downstairs,

and somehow I think my boyfriend, Bob,

and Monica, and Desmond are involved,

and I told them to call the police,

and I don't think he has,

and I tried to escape, and I can't,

and you have to help me!

- Calm down, calm down, my dear.

Are you on some kind of medication?

- No.

Excuse me, excuse me, can you help me?

I saw a murder downstairs,

and somehow I think my boyfriend, Bob,

and Monica and Desmond are involved.

And I told him to call the police and he wouldn't,

and I'm trying to escape and I can't.

- I don't think there's anything to worry about.

- Cathy?

Cathy?

- Hello, Cathy.

- It's him, the murderer!

What's going on, Rita?

What do they want with me?

- It'll be better in the long run if you don't fight.

- What the hell do you mean by that?

You're one of them?

What do you want with me?

- Come into the bedroom with me.

I can make you comfortable while you wait.

- Don't touch me!

Leave me alone.

- I can't.

- Where am I gonna go, huh?

I just wanna be left alone.

- I'll let you be by yourself for a minute or two.

- Well, Bob really fucked up, hm?

- You mean with Steve?

- Yes, I told you he couldn't do it.

I could sense he was greedy and spineless.

We should have just taken the girl

instead of making deals and bargains.

Why can't it be simple and straightforward,

why does Bob have to make such a big deal out of everything.

- Look, it wasn't Bob's fault.

Sometimes these things happen, Desmond.

- Ah, well, maybe he can make up for it with Cathy.

- I'm sure he will.

In fact, I think he already has.

Love conquers all.

- From your mouth to Satan's ears, huh?

- Feeling better?

- Not a bit.

- Maybe a drink would help.

Come, let's go back to the party.

- Let me through, let me through.

What's the matter?

- Oh, I can't see!

- Shall I send Leo after her?

- It's okay, she won't be going very far.

- Where's Cathy?

- Oh, she said she was going to wait downstairs.

Come fix me a glass of champagne.

- What a night.

God, I need a drink.

Desmond, make me a zombie.

- Find a bartender.

- On a mountain stands a lady,

looking for a bird that's flown.

All she wants is gold and silver,

all she wants is home, sweet home.

- On a mountain stands a lady,

looking for a bird that's flown.

All she wants is gold and silver,

all she wants is home, sweet home.

Where you going, Cathy?

You know you can't leave home.

- This isn't my home.

- It will always be your home.

- You're not real.

You're just a vision.

You're not real, you can't hurt me.

- No?

On a mountain stands a lady,

looking for a bird that's flown.

All she wants is gold and silver,

all she wants is home, sweet home.

- Lady, you can't help me.

Run, save yourself.

- What?

What do you want?

Who are you?

Who are these people?

Monica, the people at the party, Rita?

- Admirers.

Cathy, I have brought you home.

You should have listened to that woman on the highway.

Remember, she said, "Don't go home?"

- Who is she?

- [Bob] Let me put it this way, she's no longer alive.

She's not very different from one of your lurkers.

- Lurkers?

- The very same.

She tries to warn people about us, but they don't listen.

You didn't.

- But Bob, that girl I saw murdered, I did!

- Yes, you did.

Sometimes Leo, he gets a little carried away.

- I don't understand.

Are you a criminal?

In the mob?

- Lord, no!

This is about hell.

Eternity.

The darkness.

It's simple, really.

This is a special house.

We all lived here at one time or other,

and when our time is up, we must return to it to die.

- You lived in this building?

- Yes, Cathy, as a child, just like you.

You had just moved out after the tragedy.

Mom and I moved in.

Did your mother ever teach you about hell?

- Yes.

- Did she tell you where it was?

- No.

- Well, you're standing in it.

And what you call lurkers are nothing more than the damned.

- Oh my God.

- Really, Cathy, stop this foolishness,

come down from there!

- Hi there, looking for me?

- You were right to be afraid, Cathy.

Welcome home.

I think you should be proud.

After all, it's not every night that they come out,

and they've come such a long distance.

- And what I thought I saw coming out of the walls?

- You saw them, they were real.

- This must be a dream.

It can't be happening.

- Oh, yes. - You see, it's no dream.

There was a mistake.

Remember, when you were a child?

You were supposed to die.

Remember, the jump rope?

Your mother?

Well, the accounting got screwed up.

We're just balancing the books.

Our master craves order.

Not too common an image for the Lord of Darkness.

- But Bob, why did you pretend to love me?

- We use all sorts of different methods

for our ex-tenants, Cathy.

With our Steve, we used power, money, you know.

But he fucked up, so he's being punished.

And with you, it was easy.

Love.

It works every single time, without fail.

Cathy, we were chosen to bring his flock home,

and the master rewards us here on earth.

- Those who lived in this house

will go to hell when they die to serve our master.

- Phil, my brother?

- That's right, Cathy.

Your sanctimonious brother, too.

He'll come back to us to die here, one way or the other.

Satan willing.

He knows that there's something wrong, but he's not sure.

He thinks it's you.

He doesn't know it's the house.

There is no escape, Cathy.

There are thousands of buildings like this

all over the world, and all the evil people

in the world have been raised in them.

They were born in hell.

- Just close your eyes for a big surprise.

- Don't be afraid.

Just a few more steps and you'll be across.

- On the roof there stands a lady,

looking for her passage home.

All she craves are demon lovers,

and all she needs is home, sweet home.

- Is there anything else I can do for you, Father?

- Uh, no, Sister Monica, that will be all.

Thank you, though.

- I love my present.

- They really suit you.

- So, I'm finally gonna meet Monica.

You're always talking about her.

- Have you ever been to Washington Heights?

- You're kidding, is that where we're going?

- I grew up there.

We lived in this really weird brownstone near the river.

This place was so spooky.

- Spooky, huh?

- Yeah, yeah.

And when I was a kid, these things,

people, would come out of the walls.

I was scared to death, and I would tell my mother,

and she just told me to be quiet

because otherwise they'd come and lock me up.

- How long did you live there?

- About six years.

And then after dad died,

then we moved to New Jersey to live in my aunt's house.

- Let's stop for her, Bob.

- Are you nuts?

- Stop the car!

- She's probably a hooker.

- She's not a hooker.

- Oh, boy, she's a lunatic, then.

- Stop the car, now!

- Please listen to me.

Don't go home.

Don't go home.