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Hi.

Well, I can't do much until the main

stuff arrives tomorrow.

Oh, the art's here, but I want to

leave that for you.

We'll do it together.

Okay.

How about after dinner tonight?

That's what I was calling about.

Again?

I won't make it up to you.

Okay.

No.

Hello?

Yes?

Well, looks like you've got your work cut

out for you.

Oh, yeah, and then some.

I'm Gwen.

I live across the street.

Diana Larson.

Great house.

Thanks.

Yeah, we fell in love with it the

first time we saw it.

Your other half's at work?

Yeah.

Figures.

Mine wouldn't take the day off either when

we moved in.

Well, Alex is pretty busy these days.

He's a doctor.

Any kids?

No, not yet.

I can't have any.

You've got some lovely things.

I hope I still do after the day's

out.

I think I'll go before you think I'm

a jinx.

You'd better make sure you keep an eye

on these guys.

I will.

Anyway, nice to meet you.

I'll come by later with a bottle of

wine if I hear any more crashes.

Well, I think I might need it.

I think I'll be going.

Bye.

Are you waiting for someone?

My husband.

He has a tendency to be late.

They get back at us whenever they get

a chance.

Oh, I was in a total daydream.

What were you dreaming about?

How the busboy's been giving me strange looks.

I'm sorry I'm late.

I got tied up.

Ah, no marks.

She must have used silk.

That's another joke, right?

I think so.

I'm not sure anymore.

For Christ's sake, Diana, don't start that all

over again.

If you want to come down to the

hospital and sit there while I work all

day, you're more than welcome to.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Please let that be the end of it.

You ought to put that on a tape

recorder and pin it to your lapel.

Maybe you should get one of those types

that operates when you clap your hands.

One clap, sorry I'm late.

Two claps, sorry I can't make it.

How's the unpacking going?

Great.

I love watching those burly guys hump all

that heavy stuff around.

In fact, I made them do it twice.

Keep it up.

Oh, he's getting pissed.

Why can't you just lose it for once?

I mean, how far do I have to

push before you start listening to me?

Are you ready to order yet?

Yes.

I'd just like a salad, the house, and

a bottle of carbonated water.

I'll have the bus boy.

I mean the salad also.

What has gotten into you lately?

Nothing.

That's the problem.

Well, if you continue to act like this,

I'm leaving.

Look, I'm sorry.

So have you met any of the neighbors

yet?

Why are you so interested in the neighbors?

Is there something wrong with wanting to know

who your neighbors are?

Well, actually, I did.

The lady that lives across the street.

Is she nice?

Yeah, I think so.

Alex, why don't you have a glass of

wine?

Loosen up a little.

I don't need loosening up.

I didn't mean that in a critical way.

I mean, you just look a little stiff.

Well, I have surgery early in the morning.

But you had an early call this morning.

I know.

I'm filling in for Dr. Shelton.

Well, one glass of wine won't hurt.

No, that would be irresponsible.

You know how I feel.

Actually, that's my point.

I've forgotten how you feel.

How you smell.

How you taste.

Can't you just call Shelton and tell him

you don't feel well?

I think sometimes you forget how we managed

to live in an expensive house and drive

expensive cars and eat in expensive restaurants.

How could I?

Every time someone asks, where's your husband?

I repeat the same monotonous line.

Oh, he's at the hospital.

Maybe I should wear the damn tape recorder.

Here you go.

Thank you.

I'll have another glass of wine.

Okay.

Oh, wait a minute.

Why don't you just bring the whole bottle?

Oh, gosh, Alex.

Who could that be?

Why?

I'm really sorry about yesterday.

That's okay.

I'd like to make it up to you.

How about tonight?

If you tell me you're going to be

late again, I'll scream.

I'll have to call you from the office.

Alex.

Hi.

I'll burn this damn house down if you're

not back in time for dinner.

Have I come at a bad time?

Hi, Gwen.

This is my husband, Alex.

Oh, the one who spends all of his

time at the hospital.

Nice to meet you.

Bye.

Want some coffee?

No, thanks.

I'm going out.

Going shopping?

No, to a club.

A gym?

Do I look like I'm going to a

gym?

Hey, why don't you come along?

If my intuition serves me well, I think

you might get a kick out of it.

I think it's a bit early in the

day for clubbing.

At least for me, anyway.

Well, you don't know what kind of club

it is.

Look, Gwen, I've really got a lot to

do.

Well, if you get it all done today,

what will you do with yourself tonight?

Well, what kind of club is it, anyway?

Why don't you come and see?

Okay.

You must be crazy.

Okay, I will.

Wear something sexy.

It just

looks like a house.

So, what do you think?

I think it's not quite the club I

had in mind.

It's much better.

Would you like a drink?

Sure.

Louie.

My friend, Diana.

Diana Lewis.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

What can I get you?

I'll have an orange juice, please.

Give us two screwdrivers.

Gwen, I said orange juice.

It's almost the same thing.

Besides, what else do you have going on

in your life?

Relax.

What?

You just sound like me talking to Alex,

that's all.

Oh, what the hell.

Exactly.

Thanks.

Ruthie's.

Is that the name of this place?

Yeah.

So, your husband neglects you.

What?

He doesn't make love to you often, does

he?

You're pretty direct, you know.

Yeah, I know.

Some people don't like it, but you seem

like the type who can take it.

But why do you think he doesn't make

love to me much?

You remind me of me.

A lot of sensuality and sexuality.

More than enough for a man who's always

home and dangerously too much for one who

isn't.

My guess is masturbation just doesn't take up

the slack.

What are you, some kind of psychiatrist or

something?

It's the barstool variety.

Oh, um...

I'll be back in a little while, all

right?

Hang on, there's someone I want to introduce

you to.

Here's Gwen.

Ruthie, I'd like you to meet my friend

Diana.

I'll take care of her.

Hi, Peter.

You're early.

Would you like to go upstairs?

Hi.

Hi.

Gwen says you're a friend of hers, and

I should come keep you company.

We just sort of met.

Well, Diana, it's a pleasure to meet you.

You're very beautiful.

And if you're anything like Gwen, I have

a feeling you're going to enjoy it here.

I'm Ruthie.

Would you like a drink?

No, thanks.

This is your place?

Yeah.

Would you like to look around?

Sure.

What kind of facilities do you have?

Well, we facilitate a lot.

Come on, I'll show you the display room.

Display room?

Yeah.

That's where I spend most of my time.

This is the display room.

Oh, my God, that's Gwen.

We can't...

I mean, I can't watch this.

Why not?

Gwen makes love beautifully, don't you think?

Does she know?

Of course.

She knows we're watching.

She loves it.

Would you

like to see another couple?

Well, what

do you think?

Would you excuse us, please?

What?

What do you mean, what?

I was just watching you from the display

room.

I know.

What did you think?

Well, I take it that wasn't your husband

in there.

Your lover?

No.

There aren't too many options left.

Carefully screen clients.

Clients?

Then you're...

Listen, before you say what I am, let

me tell you what I'm not.

I'm not some bored, frustrated, disillusioned housewife.

Why did you bring me here?

Like I told you, I could see something

in you.

Something I used to see in myself.

What is that supposed to mean?

I thought you might appreciate this.

You think I'd like to do this?

Just forget about it.

I'll drive you home.

Fine.

This looks great.

Well, it's our first real meal here.

I just wanted to make it a special

one.

Here, let me light this.

What's Ruthie's?

Oh, I lost my lighter.

One of the movers gave it to me.

How was surgery today?

Uneventful.

How was your day?

I called you this afternoon.

Oh, I caught an early show.

I must have missed you.

Look, I don't know quite how to put

this.

And I'm not trying to make any excuses,

but maybe I do need something else happening

in my life.

And then again, maybe I don't.

But I figured at least this might be

the place I could find out.

Well, one thing you can be sure of

here is confidentiality.

So what happens now?

Nice wig.

Hope it's glued on tight.

I've known Gwen for a couple of years

now.

She's got a pretty good sense about people.

She thinks you're ready to test the waters.

I'll perhaps just get my toes wet.

There's no halfway in this business.

I'll tell you what.

Why don't you sit here with the girls

and see how you feel?

Okay.

I can't.

No, he's not really my type either.

I don't mean mad.

But he is.

You know him?

No, but I've seen him before.

Well, don't worry.

Like I said, your secrets are safe here.

Hi.

Does red hair run in the family?

I mean, I've always preferred brunettes, but I'm

a businessman.

I know how to change.

Diana, someone I'd like you to meet.

Excuse me, Terrell.

Diana, this is Jack.

Jack, Diana.

Hi.

You two have something in common.

What do Jack and I have in common?

Well, it's both of you first time.

At least a wedding ring.

So, uh, what's your name?

Why don't you guess?

Oh, I see.

Um, well, how about Rachel?

That's a lovely name.

Well, then Rachel it is.

So, uh, how do we start this?

Well, um, how about I undress?

Well, tell me something, Ruthie.

Has, uh...

money ever been a problem in the past?

She's special, Terrell.

That's why I want her.

And since she is special, I'm presuming she's,

uh...

expensive too, huh?

Naturally.

You take care of that for me.

Taking a bath?

I ain't out.

With Gwen?

Yeah, that's the one.

Calling to tell me you're gonna be late

again tonight?

Oh?

Well, I'll believe that when I see it.

Bye.

Terrell Baxter.

Semi-regular.

He's been around for a couple of years.

He pays well, but everything's always on his

terms.

Which...

ain't so bad.

What do you mean, on his terms?

He never does it here.

But he does take good care of you.

Basically, he's an animal.

Diana.

This is for you.

I told you, I'm not doing this for

money.

Well, what would you like me to do

with it?

I don't know.

Buy everyone a drink.

What's it for, anyhow?

Terrell.

He wants you to meet him at his

place.

He's got the hots for you.

I like him, but there's something strange about

him.

Yeah, there is.

It's called unusually intense sex appeal.

I don't know.

You'll be fine.

Lewis is gonna take you, and he'll be

in the car the whole time.

Come on.

Don't worry.

It's gonna be all right.

Gwen was a little nervous the first time

she went in to meet Mr. Baxter.

She ended up falling head over heels for

the guy.

Can't be that bad.

How many of the girls has he been

with?

Just Gwen.

That hasn't been for a while.

Usually just comes in and watches.

Lewis, how long have you worked for Ruthie?

Ruthie and I go way back.

Back to Denver.

She ran a strip joint with backroom activities.

I was a local cop.

Really?

She kept drugs out of the place, so

we left her alone.

So what happened?

Election year, clean up the city.

I had to bust her.

She understood.

So she moved down here and set up

shop.

Well, how did you end up working with

her?

The following year, I got shot by a

13-year-old holding up a liquor store.

I wasn't much good to the force unless

I wanted to sit behind a desk, which

I didn't.

And somehow Ruthie heard about it.

She got in touch with me, offered me

a partnership.

I came down here.

That was 10 years ago.

Wow.

Wow.

What do you think about me and all

this?

I don't judge.

Folks do what they gotta do.

What you're doing doesn't hurt anybody.

At least not that you know of.

Listen, I'll be right here if you need

me.

Well, you're right on time.

I like punctuality.

Please, come in.

You look very pretty.

Thank you.

Very pretty.

Would you like a drink?

Sure, I could use some wine.

Why don't you wait for me in the

bedroom?

It's down the hall to the right.

I'll get your wine.

Okay.

That help

you relax?

I cut my foot, I want you to

know.

You what?

On the rose.

What rose?

This rose.

Then watch where you drop your roses.

I'm gonna take a shower.

Coffee?

Yeah, thanks.

Probably get it this afternoon.

Okay.

Listen, there's something I have to ask you.

How well do you know Tyrell?

Well, just a little better than you do.

Why?

You're not falling for him, are you?

Why do you ask that?

I just don't want you to have to

go through what I went through.

Hello, Diana.

Gwen, I'd like to talk to you privately

for a minute, please.

And, Lewis.

There's a new customer I'd like you to

check out for me.

Okay.

How are we doing on champagne?

I'm at two and a half cases.

I think you better order four more.

How does that sound?

Sounds right to me.

Good, thank you.

Lewis?

Do you write checks on all the clients?

Most of them, yeah.

The ones that haven't come recommended are the

ones that Ruthie feels uncomfortable about.

She's got a real good nose for that

kind of thing.

We don't like to see you ladies get

hooked up with the wrong kind of people.

Well, how do you do that?

I've got a good friend down at the

precinct.

Did you run a check on Terrell?

No, no, no.

He came highly recommended.

Money.

If you have money like that, Ruthie welcomes

you with open arms.

Unless, of course, you're an ex-murderer.

What's wrong with you?

Oh, I don't know.

I guess my husband just wasn't doing it

for me.

Spending all of his time at the golf

course or having drinks with the boys.

Terrell's the only one I ever really fell

for.

I almost left Tom.

And what happened?

He broke it off suddenly.

When was that?

About six months ago.

I guess I stay because I don't really

care.

Maybe there's another reason why you stay.

I don't know.

Why else would I spend my days screwing

people I don't even know?

Why don't you quit?

Because I'm having too much fun, obviously.

I gotta go.

Hey, you okay to drive home?

Yeah, I'll be all right.

Gwen, why don't you bring Tom over for

dinner this weekend?

All right, sure.

You know something, Diana, you're all right.

Get your cute little ass home.

Where have you been?

Out having a few drinks with Gwen.

A few turned into a few more.

Why didn't you call?

I guess I just lost track of time.

Now you know how it feels.

When I'm late, it's not because I'm not

drinking.

Well, from now on, when I am, it

is.

I've noticed quite a change in you recently.

I'm impressed that you've noticed.

Are you gonna be late tonight?

I could be.

Well, if you are, I will too.

Where did you get this?

Took it from your bedroom.

You broke into my house?

I wanted it, so I took it.

What about the rose, Terrell?

It's just a game I have.

And what am I in this game?

Well, you're the prize.

And Gwen, was she your prize too?

Hardly.

You see, she was a favor.

She wanted a part of me, so I

gave her a little piece.

But then she got greedy, and I took

away.

She'll understand, don't you think?

And I'm sure you'll understand too.

Hey!

Where do you think you're going?

Did I tell you to leave?

Did you hear that from me?

I gave, and now I'm taking away.

Wrong, wrong.

You see, I take what I want.

And then you do as you're told.

Do you got that?

Let go of me.

Go with me, you're hurting me.

I don't want to see Terrell anymore.

If he asks for me, you tell him

I'm not here.

That's fine, my dear.

But remember, Terrell's a very important client here.

If he isn't, I'm sure you can find

someone else for him.

Fine.

You okay?

Yeah.

He didn't hurt you, did he?

No.

Because if he ever did, I'd break his

neck.

I'm fine, Lewis.

You have got to come out and play

a game of golf with me and the

boys.

Well, I would love to, but I've got

to warn you, I'm not very good.

Oh, it doesn't matter.

My leg got messed up.

Why, did you have an accident?

He got shot.

My God, Gwen, you never told me that.

How?

Well, the whole thing was kind of weird,

really.

I never saw the guy's face.

He had a mask on.

He just walked up, as I was getting

into my car, went up by the house

and shot me in the knee.

That's horrible.

Why?

I don't know.

He didn't take anything.

He didn't say anything.

He just shot me and walked away.

When did that happen?

About, um, six months ago, wasn't it?

Gwen, we need to talk.

Did you have fun last night?

Yeah, I did.

Right up until the moment I had this

horrible feeling that I knew who shot your

husband.

Well?

I feel the same as you.

But I...

I have no proof.

Jesus, did you tell the police you suspected

Terrell?

I didn't have any evidence.

Besides, Terrell's crazy.

You think he really cares about the cops?

Oh, thanks very much for telling me this

before I became his latest prized possession.

So far, Terrell's called three times for you

today.

What did you tell him?

I didn't want to discourage him completely.

In case you changed your mind.

I haven't changed my mind.

She is a bit of a snob, isn't

she?

Where have you been?

I almost fell asleep.

What are you doing here?

Get out before I call the police.

Be my guest.

But before you do, I want you to

watch something.

You are good, Diana.

That's okay, I have another one.

Did your husband tell you how beautiful you

are?

No, stop it.

And he can't wait to get home and

be with you.

Does he tell you that?

Don't.

How sweet you taste.

But you go.

My husband's going to be here any minute

now.

No, he won't.

If you'd like to call, go ahead.

I already did.

It's going to be late again, Diana.

He has

beautiful hands.

Does he hold them?

Does he hold your hand, Diana?

Did you shoot Gwen's husband?

Do I look like the kind of man

that would shoot somebody?

Why did

you startle me?

I'm sorry.

I simply told them that they either increase

their staff or reduce my patient load.

Otherwise I was going to lose my wife.

You've put up with a lot for me

in the last few months.

I was thinking that maybe in a couple

of weeks we could take a long weekend.

Just get out of here, go skiing or

to Mexico or something.

I love you, Diana.

I haven't heard you say that and mean

it in a long time.

I say it every morning.

Between do we have any more coffee and

I'll be home late?

I really do love you.

I love you too.

Good morning.

Good morning.

What do you want for breakfast?

I love you.

Just coffee, please.

Mmm.

It's Diana.

Hi.

Look, I've got a problem.

I think it's about time you run that

check on Terrell.

He's dangerous.

Very.

Yeah, thanks.

Bye.

Did you find out anything?

Terrell Baxter is dead.

What?

He died of a heart attack.

Two years ago.

What are you saying?

I'm saying that the Terrell Baxter we know

is not who he says he is.

Well, isn't that illegal?

Yes.

But he hasn't done anything except assume the

dead guy's stats.

He didn't kill him.

He hasn't taken any of his possessions.

He's only saying he's Terrell Baxter.

That's it?

No, no.

I'm not finished yet.

I took my buddy down at the precinct

a photo of Terrell from one of our

hidden videos.

He's gonna run it through his computer and

get back to me.

Diana, Terrell's on the phone for you.

Before you get angry, he knows you're here

and he just wants to talk.

Ruthie, Terrell isn't who he says he is.

Now, I think we should cool it on

this guy until I can check him out.

Aren't we jumping to conclusions here, Lewis?

I mean, Terrell is a very good customer.

Ruthie.

Okay.

Okay.

I'll hold him at bay for a little

bit until this thing blows over.

But not a word out of either one

of you two, you hear me?

Terrell, darling.

Listen, Diana's gonna be off the market until

further notice.

Look, I'm sorry.

Besides, um, I think I have quite a

few other girls that you'd be interested in.

Damn.

Maybe I'll just go to the hospital and

wait for Alex.

This is all my fault.

Well, it's my problem now.

Well, I got you into this mess, so

at least I can get you out of

it.

What are you gonna do?

I'll know when I get there.

Where?

Terrell's house.

Gwen, you're crazy.

Well, that's where I'll find the answers.

Well, I'm going with you then.

That's not a good idea.

Well, like the one of you going by

yourself is a better one.

Gwen!

She's never gonna leave.

She's like a big cat in a small

cage.

She can never keep still for too long.

I'll tell you.

There was a time when I thought this

was gonna be my home.

Where's Diana?

I don't know.

You don't know where she is?

I don't know.

I think you're lying to me, Ruthie.

That's what I think.

I think you know exactly where she is.

She isn't here.

I hate liars, Ruthie.

Why, Terrell, I do believe that's a threatening

tone in your voice.

Then it becomes my department.

It's time to leave, Mr. Baxter.

Thank you, Lewis.

Holy shit, it's an arsenal.

What's in that?

Listen to this.

Major Terry Boswell, U. S. Army Special Forces.

Dishonorable discharge.

Army records.

Dates, places.

This guy's been everywhere.

It has a bunch of addresses in it.

New York, Miami, Vegas, Detroit, L. A. No

names.

You know, I think we should write down

some of these addresses and have Lewis check

them out.

Why don't we just keep the book?

Reports from everywhere.

What do you think this means?

A bunch of names with lines pinned through

them.

And a word beside each name.

Luger, 44 Magnum, 38 Special.

Alex is on this list.

It hasn't got a...

Lewis will be adding two more names to

the list.

Give me the book, Gwen.

I said give me the book!

Stay away from me, Terrell.

I'm telling you, he had Tom's and Alex's

names on this list.

And each person's name had the name of

a gun right next to it.

The place was loaded with guns.

I've never seen so many in all my

life in one place.

Whoa, slow down.

Where's the book now?

Terrell snatched it back.

The fact is, we can't do very much

without that.

What about the arsenal?

You don't know he doesn't have a permit.

For all that?

Point is, you broke in.

Now, nobody downtown is going to issue a

warrant based on that.

Well, here, I wrote down these names on

the way here.

I think they're some of his aliases.

All right, I'll check them out.

Now, listen to me.

Find somewhere and stay put.

Don't stay here.

Let Ruthie know where I can get in

touch with you.

I'll be all right.

God, I'm worried about Alex.

He's going to find out about this.

Oh, shit.

I'm so used to him being late.

He's going to be home soon.

Are you going to go home?

I have to.

I'm just as worried about Alex as I

am for myself.

Alex?

I'm in here, honey.

How soon can you be ready to go?

For what?

An impromptu dinner with one of my colleagues

and his wife.

I've talked them into going to our favorite

little restaurant.

Tonight?

Well, I wasn't going to wear this suit

to bed, honey.

Oh, Alex, I really don't think I feel

up to it tonight.

Come on, Diana.

I know what a trooper you can be.

You'll feel fine once you're there.

They're decent folk.

They're not quite as stuffy as you might

think.

But I don't have anything to wear.

I can't believe you'd say that.

Come on, let's get lively.

Besides, it'll give us a chance to get

out of the house tonight and to be

together.

Well, I guess that's the best thing.

Atta girl.

We've got reservations at 8 o'clock.

So what did you do today?

Oh, the usual.

Not much.

Wouldn't you like to find something more constructive

to do with your time?

Yes, I would.

I was thinking that we should have children.

And a hush falls over the crowd as

we wait for her reaction.

That would be lovely.

And the crowd goes wild.

Me too.

Hurry up.

They removed nine inches of bone from above

her knee and another nine inches from below.

Well, the operation was a complete success.

But they didn't realize the problem until the

first day she could stand.

Below her knees.

She could virtually tie her own shoelaces without

having to bend over.

Alex.

It's true.

I'd like to know what they did to

her arms.

I don't feel so well.

Can we go home?

Well, we just ordered.

I know.

I'm really sorry.

But I haven't felt well all day.

I don't think I can make it to

dinner.

Pardon me.

I think someone wants to ring.

Diane, that's your wedding ring.

Thank you very much.

Where did you find it?

It was right here on the floor.

I must have slipped off my finger.

How?

Well, things happen.

Thank you very much.

You're welcome.

Diane, aren't you going to thank the man?

Thank you.

My pleasure.

Have a good evening.

Louis.

I haven't seen you this upset over a

situation in a long time.

There's something about this guy Terrell.

It just gives me indigestion.

You're worried about Diane, aren't you?

Yes.

I thought I was supposed to be the

mother hen around here.

I haven't been a cop in ten years.

But there's some instincts you just don't lose.

So what happens next?

We wait.

My man's down at the department.

He'll be here any minute.

Hey, Louis.

Oh, hey, John.

Ruthie, this is Detective John Shreves.

It's a pleasure to meet you, detective.

If there's anything I can do for you

or your man, be sure to let me

know.

Ruthie runs the place here.

Yeah, we're fine, thanks.

Louis, we've got to talk.

Let's talk.

This Baxter, he's got an extensive rap sheet.

Oh, do it.

He's wanted by the FBI.

He's a contract killer.

Great.

He's very good.

He's a tough guy to pin anything on,

though.

Till the last couple of years.

Started losing it on jobs.

He was threatening his clients who complained.

Word is this guy's insane.

I'll bet.

Where'd you run into him?

Well...

He's been coming in here for a while.

And then a couple of weeks ago he

started acting up.

I thought I'd better check him out.

Just on a hunch?

That's my Louis.

Once a cop, always a cop.

He'll be checking out the coroner that buried

him.

He even arrested me once.

Do you know where this guy lives?

Sure.

Okay.

I need to go get a warrant.

Okay.

Can you do me a favor?

You got it.

Since you know this guy, will you go

over there and keep an eye out for

him until I get there?

Absolutely.

Nothing else.

You hear me, Louis?

Hey.

Thank you, detective.

Well, looks like things are closing in on

Mr. Terrell.

You're trying to keep Diana out of this,

aren't you, you old softy?

Hello?

What do you want from me?

You told Alex yet?

You leave him out of this.

I'm trying to think of the best way

to agree with you.

Leave me alone!

Diana?

It's me, Louis.

Louis?

I thought it was Terrell.

He's crazy, Louis.

Tell me about it, baby.

That ain't the half of it.

He's wanted by the feds.

They're gonna bring him in.

When?

As soon as they can.

Listen.

I want you to sit tight.

I don't know if I can.

I'm scared.

Want me to come over?

No, no.

I gotta call Alex.

I've gotta tell him.

Whatever, baby.

I know it'll be fine.

Listen, I'll call you as soon as I...

Thanks, Louis.

Okay.

Dr. Alex Larson, please.

Dr. Larson, please.

This is his wife.

I'm sorry.

He's not in at the moment, Mrs. Larson.

Well, where is he?

I don't know.

He...

I thought I told you to stay out

of sight.

Look, I've been watching this house since I

got here.

I don't think he's home.

Did you check the door?

No.

Louis?

Okay, so I listened.

But I'm telling you, he's not home.

Let's go see.

Police department, open up.

Looks like he packed up and left.

I knew it.

Are you okay, Gwyn?

I'm sorry, Diane.

Come on, where are your manners, girl?

Aren't you gonna invite us in, huh?

The police already know about you, Terrell.

Police, huh?

How'd you know?

Oh, my God!

I want your whore wife to look you

in the eyes...

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

I think he'll be okay.

That's all that we can say for this

guy.

How'd you know he was gonna be here?

It's just a hunch.

Just a hunch, huh?

I think we need to have a little

talk, Louis.

Okay.