All language subtitles for Body.of.Deceit.2017.720p.BluRay.H264.AAC-RARBG

[sirens]

[screams]

[suspenseful music]

MAX: I promise you we
will make deadline.

She just had a bit of a
rough patch, no big deal.

She's back on track.

I know.

And if I can, I will try
to get her out of here.

We'll find a new environment.

Yes.

Don't worry, it's gonna be fine.

I promise you, she's
ready right now.

I can see her.

Yes, she's right here.

Have I ever lied to you before?

All right, all right.

OK.
Fine.

Bye.

OK, bye.

[phone beeps]

Oh, you're going up?

I'm leaving, I'll
tell you about it later.

[sighs]

[suspenseful music]

[sighs]

[crying]

[suspenseful music]

Darling, you will never
guess who I met today.

I met the most amazing author.

I mean, this guy, he is a
true chameleon, just like you.

You will one day really
enjoy meeting him.

Two months is all we have left.

They already gave
us an extension.

If we don't deliver
on time, they're

going to tear up the contract.

I know, I know, I know.

I just... I can't find
my style anymore.

It's like I can't tell the
difference between the books

that Norman wrote from
the books that I wrote.

Exactly, and that's why they
are paying you so handsomely.

Yeah, but it's...

It's not the same.

It's like with Norman's
books, I can feel

the emotion behind the words.

Sweetheart, you're
not taking your pills.

Sweetie, you're inconsistent.

I'm telling you, if you
don't take your meds,

if you don't take them,
you're never going to get

over what happened to you.

Max, I can't remember
anything anymore.

It's like there's
nothing inside of me

except this big, dark void.

[sighs]

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I know this has got to be
really, really hard on you too.

It's OK.

And I do appreciate
you buying more time.

Shh, come on.

[sighs]

What are we gonna do, Max?

I don't know.

I mean, you're the
one that has to...

No.

No, I'm asking you what
are we going to do?

We get this guy to finish the
book, and we delivered on time,

and I promise you, no one
will know the difference.

And then for the
next one, who knows?

Or we go back.

[suspenseful music]

Have a drink.

[plane engine]

You OK?

Yeah.

I'm a little tired,
but I'm fine.

You?

MAX: You did the right thing
coming back here Alice.

One must confront the past,
even when memories are painful.

Even when one has no memories?

MAX: Especially when
one has no memories.

Come on.

[suspenseful music]

Oh, my god.

I'm so sorry I wasn't
here to greet you.

I just went to town to get some
groceries and thought that...

No problem.

Everything is
exactly how we left

it last year, which is perfect.

Nothing ever really
changes around here.

MAX: The agency tells
me your name is Sara...

Sara?
- Sara.

MAX: Sara, perfect.

This is my lovely wife, Alice.

Pleasure.

And the agency also
tells me that you're

live in, which is great.

That means all you
have to worry about

is getting better and
finishing the book.

Thank you for the flowers, Sara.

White roses are my...

Favorite.

I know, ma'am.

I'll go get the
luggage from the car.

Oh no, don't bother.

I'll grab them.

I've got to make a
phone call anyway.

Why don't you take
Alice to her room?

I'll just put
this in the kitchen.

Don't worry, Alice.

Everything will be
just fine, you'll see.

[suspenseful music]

I heard you're a writer.

Uh, not really, no.

I'd like to be, but...

So what do you do?

No, actually, I do write, but
I don't have anything to show.

Do you understand?

Not really.

I write what other people tell
me to write under their name.

In America, they
call us ghostwriters.

Well, that does
sound interesting.

Do you read?

I mean, do you...

Do you enjoy reading?

Not a lot, magazines mainly,
sometimes a few best sellers.

Oh, well do you
know Norman Dunst?

Only by name.

[soft music]

So are you from around here?

Yeah, born and raised.

I never even been abroad.

Really?

Yeah, I'd like to go to Los
Angeles and become an actress.

I just can't bare the thought
to spend the rest of my life

on this island.

Yeah.

Oh, no, leave it.

I'll take care of it, thank you.

OK, well, I'm done here.

Would you like me
to run your bath?

Yeah, no, no.

Actually, I think I'm going
to lay down for a little bit.

Of course, yeah.

Oh, no.

Actually, maybe uh,
I'll write a little bit.

Because that is why I'm
here, is... is to write.

But you can go.

Fine.

Thank you.

OK

[suspenseful music]

MAX: You know it would have
been funny, outsourcing the book

that was outsourced to you.

Funny?

How?

Babe, come on.

Where did your
sense of humor go?

Passing somebody the job that
somebody had passed to you

and they weren't running to
the bookstore to go buy it?

It's Marx Brothers stuff.

How is Norman, anyway?

You know, I wouldn't be
surprised that we woke up one

morning, turned on
the news and found

he killed his entire family
with a kitchen knife?

Sadly, that would
also be the end of us.

Babe, I'm joking.

Come on, he's like
always wasted.

The only thing keeping
him alive is you.

I'm sorry, I'm just tired.

You know, I understand.

I'm going to bed, OK?

Is this really my house?

I mean, how... how is it I
can't remember anything.

You were in a
coma for two weeks.

I know, but it's just like gone.

Hey.

I'm scared, Max.

I know.

Come on, let's go to bed.

OK.

[suspenseful music]

Max?

Max?

Max, I can't find my pills.

I know I packed them, but
I can't find them anywhere.

OK, um, I have Dr.
Mill's prescription.

We'll go to the
pharmacy tomorrow.

Just try to get some
sleep, all right?

[bells chiming]

[inaudible]
- Hello.

Hi.

[inaudible]

You know which piece?

Thank you.

[inaudible] thank you.

Thank you so much.

SHOPKEEPER: Thank you, bye.

[inaudible]

[soft music]

Good morning, ma'am.

Coffee?

Yes, please.

And don't call me
ma'am, I feel old.

Call me Alice.

Of course, ma'am.

Oops, I mean Alice.

Um, fresh orange
juice, fruit salad,

low fat yogurt, I hope it's OK.

It's perfect, thank you.

[guitar music intro playing]

[singing] Some say love,
some say they fall from love,

some they hate.

And you're not alone, but I'm
not for sure when it feels

as though you're gonna break.

Oh.

[suspenseful music]

[screaming]

[suspenseful music]

[screaming]

Jesus, what happened?

ALICE: There was
somebody in the bathroom,

they were staring at me.

Look at me, there's nobody here.

There's nobody here.

It's me, OK?

Relax.

Are you sure of what you saw?

Yes, yes.

There... there was
somebody staring at me.

Listen, uh, maybe it's
just memories resurfacing.

It could be a flash, OK?

Don't worry about it.

Look, here are your pills.

Just take them.

Oh, thank you.

Relax, darling, relax.

It's OK.

It's OK.

[suspenseful music]

Thank you.

So you are him.

Basically, you think
and feel like him.

Would you like to explain
to me how it works?

I read all of his books until
he could no longer write them.

The publisher sends me outlines,
like summaries of the plot

with loads of notes in them.

And we have a few meetings with
the editors and I get to work.

And I promise to tell no
one what I just told you.

Wow, is it hard?

Writing under
someone else's name

I felt freer than I ever have.

Do you know what I mean?

And why don't you write
books in your own name?

Oh, well, I'm not
that type of person.

I don't have it in me to
create stories or characters.

I'm better at imitating.

I find that hard to believe.

Besides, what's the
difference, really?

Identity is such a
abstract concept.

I mean, even when we
ourselves, we are imitating

others subconsciously.

When you write, how do you
know how far to push yourself?

I mean, didn't you have to
empathize with your characters

in order to make it work?

Norman used to
say all characters

must have their reasons,
but also their secrets.

You think?

Did you know that
this was my house

and I have absolutely no
memory of it, nothing.

Last year when I was here
with my husband, Max,

I was working on
one of his books,

and I got into this terrible
car accident on the coastal road

nearby.

I went into a coma.

And two weeks later, I woke
up in a hospital in LA.

At least, that's what
they told me happened.

Who did they tell you to be?

Hmm?

Nah, I'm only joking.

I know you are you.

I'm going to have
to get back to work.

Thank you for the chat.

Thanks for the juice.

Are you in love
with your husband?

Wow, um, what a question.

Did he make a pass at you?

Well, I uh, I
wouldn't blame him.

You are beautiful.

I should read the book.

[suspenseful music]

Thank you.

[suspenseful music]

[clattering]

[gasping]

Claudia, how are you?

You've got the wrong person.

It must be you.

It's been a while, but I will
never forget a fact like yours.

I'm sorry, you're mistaken.

[knocking]

SARA: Good morning, Alice.

Since your rent's coming
down, I thought I'd

bring you the breakfast in bed.

[pouring liquid]

[glassware clinking]

Careful, it's hot.

Is something wrong?

Oh, please, Sara.

This is just embarrassing.

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

Listen, let me
make myself clear.

There are many things that I
will tolerate, but not this.

I'm going to have to
speak to my husband.

She's just a girl from town.

Is she your girlfriend?

No.

Are you in love with her?

Why were you looking
at me like that?

I'm sorry it's...

I guess instead of just
being shocked to see you,

I got more excited.

[sighs]

Well, don't bring her around
here anymore, understood?

Of course.

Yeah.

[suspenseful music]

So how you feeling?

Like someone who goes for
the first time to a place

they've already been.

Like deja vu?

Probably.

Thank you.

Thanks.

What do you think of her?

She seems really nice.

Did she tell you about
her plans to come to LA

and become an actress?

Another actress in LA?

Original.

I know, right?

Oh, tomorrow morning
I have to go to London.

It'll only be a few days.

Oh, really?
What for?

Contacts, PR.

While we're here in Europe,
everyone's in London.

OK.

Great.

I'm gonna go read.

Your husband didn't
drink his coffee?

Why don't you have it.

Please sit down.

I didn't tell you when
I was here last year,

and I got that terrible
crash, someone died.

At times, the thought of it
absolutely devastates me.

Then other times,
I get the feeling

that they just made
it all up, to fool me,

so that I would no longer
be in control of myself

and they could exploit me.

You really don't
remember anything?

I wish I could help you.

Yeah, I know.
I can tell.

To new friendships.

And new beginnings.

[soft music]

[gasping]

Hi.

I'm not going to jump, in case
that's what you were thinking.

What if I wanted to push you?

I guess you didn't
think about that.

Nobody's out here, and
that current is so strong,

that it could be months
before your body washed up.

Just why would
you do such a thing?

People do things for
the strangest reasons.

I don't think I could ever
intentionally harm anyone.

That's what they all say.

Very good people, because there
is no incentive they have.

But when there is one,
usually that's when

things get more complicated.

Wow, uh, should I be
impressed or scared?

Up to you.

Are you American?

[sighs]

Yeah, how could you tell?

Your accent.

Of course, silly me.

Well, I won't steal more
of your precious time.

[soft music]

You look exhausted.

Do you want a ride?

Well, um, thanks for the ride.

That was very kind of you.

Instead of murdering me,
you gave me a ride home.

Well, don't get used to it.

[soft music]

Oh, you're back.

I've prepared a bath for you.

Thank you.

SARA: What do you prefer?

Lemon verbena or milk and honey?

You decide.

Milk and honey.

Sweet and warm.

[sighs]

So I was thinking.

About what?

There's a place I
want to take you to.

I wanted to give you a present.

Present?

For what?

Just because.

For being you.

Where are we going?

Well, you're just going
to have to wait and see.

[sighs]

[soft music]

[breathing heavily]

[gasps]

So you're really keeping
me in suspense here.

It's a surprise.

I know, but I hate surprises.

Tell me where we're going.

OK.

I'm thinking about your scar and
why you always try to hide it.

I really think there's
a beauty in your scar.

You just haven't found it yet.

And?

A tattoo?

Something small, delicate,
maybe even a flower.

I thought that perhaps changing
it into something beautiful

could help you accept what
happened that night, you know?

That when you look at
it, you'll be reminded

of the beautiful
things in life, that

every day is worth living for.

Maybe sometimes you look
at it then think of me.

Max would kill me if
I get another tattoo.

It's OK.

I'm sorry, it was a stupid idea.

Let's go.

Come on.

It's perfect.

[sighs]

For the first time in
ages, I feel so alive,

and it's all because of you.

[soft music]

I'm taking you shopping.

Let's go spend some cash.

[upbeat music]

[inaudible]

And look what we have here.

Now that is a fine piece of ass.

You two look like you're
up for a good time.

How's about to go get
ourselves some drinks, huh?

Get out of our way.

Or what?

Going to hit me with your purse?

[laughter]

I said get the
fuck away from us.

Oh, aren't you are
a feisty little bitch.

You know, we do the smart
ass cunts where I come from?

[grunts]

[yelling]

[laughter]

That was amazing.

You were incredible.

Well, I don't know about you,
but I certainly need a drink.

Do you want one?

No, thank you.

[liquid pouring]

So why don't you put
on this little number.

I want to see if it looks
how I pictured in my mind.

Oh, you've been
thinking about me?

In ways you
wouldn't even imagine.

Well, tonight we're going
to switch things around.

Oh, really?

I decide when you touch me.

Tell me you want me.

I want you, Sara.

[breathes heavily]

I know |I'm going
to make love to you.

[soft music]

Hmm.

I want you to watch.

[gasps]

[moans softly]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Darling, you're still sleeping?

[sighs]

What time is it?

MAX: It's almost noon.

Did you have a rough night?

Actually, um, I don't
even remember the last time

I slept this well.

Look, um, I have
some really bad news.

Norman tried to kill himself.

[suspenseful music]

Norman what?

MAX: He tried to commit suicide
and he almost succeeded.

ALICE: Oh... Oh my God.

Yeah, he's in really bad shape.

Look, I can't talk
right now, but um, I'll

tell you everything
when I get home, right?

Yeah.

[suspenseful music]

[line disconnects]

Sara?

Sara?

Hello?

Sara?

[phone beeps]

SARA (VOICEMAIL):
Hello, it's Sara.

I can't get this call right
now, but leave a message

and I'll call you back.

Oh my God.
Damn it.

[sniffs]

[suspenseful music]

ALICE: Sara?

[suspenseful music]

ALICE: Sara.

[screams]

SARA: I wanted to
give you a present.

I feel so alive.

Alive.
Alive.

Alive.

[gasps]

[breathing heavily]

Are you OK?

What are you doing here?

You dropped something yesterday.

I found it near your
gate and I thought must

have fallen from your pocket.

Oh, I don't think so.

I didn't have
anything in my pocket.

Like this is my handwriting.

Um, but I have no recollection
whatsoever what this...

[crumpling paper]

I'm sorry, can I
offer you a drink?

Yeah, I would love one.

Um, my... my apologies.

I'm um, really not very
good company right now.

I'm... I just um, I
don't feel so good.

Do you live here alone?

Uh, no, no.

No, there's my husband Max.

But he's away on
a business trip.

And there's a woman
who works here,

but she must have gone
out to get some groceries.

What is it that you
are suffering from?

At the moment, everything.

Well, I think
that people are more

beautiful when they suffer.

[laughs]

Really?

Yeah.

I think that happiness
is a false myth.

Hmm.

Well, I got to go.

So I'll leave you
to your suffering.

You haven't even um,
touched your drink.

I don't like iced tea.

Oh.

[suspenseful music]

Oh, God.

Sara, Sara, where have you been?

I couldn't find you and
your phone was switched off.

Do you know this guy?

Listen, I have to
tell you something.

Who is he?

Who cares?

Norman tried to commit suicide.

Your writer?

Yes, yes.

And I'm absolutely devastated.

I mean, I didn't think
I would feel this way,

because I only met
him once or twice.

But then I couldn't find you.

And I started having these
hallucinations outside.

I mean, I'm not sure if
they were hallucinations,

or if they were just memories
coming up, but I am really...

I am not well, Sara.

Everything is going to be fine.

I know, but I...

But I feel odd, OK?

I feel a little bit odd.

Like I'm turning into him, or
maybe he's turning into me.

It's just really confusing.

But you're not him,
and you're not dying.

[sighs]

[soft music]

MAN: All right, let's see you.

[suspenseful music]

[engine turns over]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

MAN ON PHONE: Hi, detective.

I did the test.
- And so?

MAN ON PHONE: Who did
you get the pill from?

Definitely not from a doctor.

What do you mean?

MAN ON PHONE: Well, they
aren't exactly antidepressants.

So what's in it?

MAN ON PHONE: Valium
laced with LSD.

Whoever uses these pills is
in for a really bad trip.

Hey.

Hey, what happened?

Hey.

Went to buy some breakfast and
the damn engine just gave out

Oh, you mind if I have a look?

Be my guest

Might actually look like
you know what you're doing.

Well, I grew up
in a ranch in Texas,

and my dad taught me how to fix
cars before I knew how to read.

He always wanted a son, even
though he never said so.

Well, you know what they say.

You should never judge
a book by its cover.

You sure are a woman
of many talents.

Yes, I am.

Water, you got any?

Yeah.

[water pouring]

Al right.

That should do the trick.

[engine turns over]

You want a ride home?

Um, no, no, actually.

I think I'm going to
do some more exercise.

All of your wonderful
food is making me fat.

Well, you couldn't be
fat even if you tried.

Besides, got a better idea of
how we can burn some calories.

Hmm, I like that idea.

Come on, let's go.

I'll take you to
my favorite place.

You are hard to resist.

[soft music]

[sighs]

So is this where you
take all of your women?

Nah, only this one, once.

You're easier to impress.

[laughs]

[lighter clicks]

[sighs]

So what about us?

Good question.

If Norman dies, things
are going to get rough.

I'll have to go back
to LA and everything

will become even more
difficult than it already is.

It was only a matter of time
before you would have left.

It was a fling, we'll
just leave it at that.

Yeah, but I don't
want to go home.

After the accident,
everything was gray.

Now, it's in color.

Then stay, stay here with me.

[groans]

I can't.

I have to go back
and sort things out.

Who knows?

Maybe find myself
another Norman.

I just don't want to lose you.

But you don't even know me.

I mean, what if you
got to know me better

and decided I'm not the
woman you thought I was.

I'm going to take that risk.

And Max?

[sighs]

I don't think I was ever
really in love with him.

I think I'm more just
dependent on him.

Then take me away with you.

Depend on me, on us.

[laughs]

Am I doing this right?

Here, I'll show you.

- OK.
- You just gently...

Yeah.

Gently press down.

Like that?

Uh huh, just like that.

OK.

Yeah.

It's more difficult
than it appears at first.

See?

[sensual music]

[laughs]

[breathing heavily]

[inaudible]

[car drives away]

[sighs]

Alice.

Oh, hey.

You're um... You're home early.

How is he?

Did you manage to
finish something?

I'm sorry, I was
asking you about Norman?

Norman?

I know you asked
me about Norman.

Maybe he's clinging to fucking
life right now, how about that?

Huh?

What if he dies?

You have to finish this book.

You have to write something.

You're stalling.

Anything.

I don't care what you write,
just finish the fucking book.

I can't, Max, OK?

I'm trying.

I'm really trying here,
but I'm not a well woman.

OK?
Something is not right.

I'm having these
fucking hallucinations,

these pills aren't working.
- Excuses.

These are all excuses.

You know, we should have
never come back here.

No, no.

Yeah.

It was all my fault.

[sighs]

He's going to die.

Oh my God.

We have to contact this
other writer in LA.

We got to get back there.

Look, I'm going to book a
couple of tickets tomorrow.

No, Max.

And if we can get
back by tomorrow night...

You're not listening to me, Max.

I'm not leaving.

What?

Why?

Um, I, um, I...

I don't want to lose her.

Lose who?

Sara.

Sorry, the maid?

I think I'm in love with her.

Are you listening to yourself?

What do you mean,
you're in love with her?

Did you fuck her?

Did you fuck her?

Sarai

Sarai

Get your things and get
out of here right now.

I want to talk to Alice.

She's not going to help you.

I said get your things
and get out of here.

This is my house
and you're fired.

Now!

Of course, maybe it's
better I call your agency?

That won't be necessary.

No, no, no, no, no.

Sara, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Wait, wait, wait, Sara.

Sara, come on.
It's going to be OK.

I'll smooth things over
with him, we'll be together,

it'll be fine.

This is your husband,
this is your life.

I don't know what the
fuck was I thinking.

No, I can make this right.
I can make this right.

SARA: No, what?
He's going to call my agency.

It'll be fine, it'll be fine.

My career will be over.

[sighs]

God damn it, you had no
right sending her away.

Oh, no?

And what did you expect me
to do, sit here and watch?

You destroyed us.

You blew it.

But this is different, Max.

She can help me.

She can help me better
than anybody else.

She can help you?
How can she help you?

- Well.
- You're fucked in the head.

No, you just... you
don't understand.

You're right.

I don't understand.

Well, where are you going?

I'm going to stay
at a hotel until I can

organize a flight out of here.

It's over.

Max, Max, Max, wait.

Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

I never meant to
hurt you, really.

You destroyed us, just
as you destroy everything.

[door slams]

[suspenseful music]

[sighs]

Sara, Sara, please pick up.

SARA (VOICEMAIL):
Hello, it's Sara.

I can't get this call right
now, but leave a message

and I'll call you back.

[clattering]

WOMAN (ON VIDEO):
Scroll up, [inaudible]

[phone ringing]

Who's calling it?

[suspenseful music]

[sigh]

[suspenseful music]

What's the matter?

Bad thoughts.

Like?

SARA: Forget it, you
won't understand.

OK, so what do we do now?

Now it's just you and me.

Relax, relax, relax.

I've been waiting way
too long for this.

I don't want to fuck.

Leave me alone.

Shh.

I don't...

Max, I don't...
Just knock it off.

Just leave me alone.

[inaudible]

[unzips pants]

Ah, ah.

[grunts]

[sniffs]

[sighs]

SARA (VOICEMAIL):
Hello, it's Sara.

I can't get this call right
now, but leave a message

and I'll call you back.

Um, hi Sara, it's uh, it's me.

Um, Max... Max left.

Um, I just... I really
want to see you.

I want to touch you, I want to
taste you, I want all of you.

MAX: Oh, oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

ALICE: Max is
staying at a hotel.

I uh, I think I
know where he is.

So I'm going to go over there
now and um, make sure he's OK.

[breathing heavily]

ALICE: But, uh, I really
want to be with you.

I love you, only you.

Please come home.

Bye.

[exhales]

[sighs]

Hi.

Hello madam, what
can I do for you?

Um, I believe my husband,
Max Kasar checked in today?

Ah, yes.

Just give me one second.

Yes, I'll just get
you a card made.

Oh, great.

Thank you.

Have you got any
luggage with you?

Have I got any luggage?

Uh, no, no.

I've barely got my
sanity with me today.

There you go.

Room 25, just down
the hall to your left.

Thank you.

Have a good stay ma'am.

[sighs]

[exhales]

[exhales sharply]

And here I thought you'd
be all broken hearted.

[suspenseful music]

What the fuck
are you doing here?

Sara?

I... I... I don't understand.

My God, Alice.

You were not supposed to...

Never supposed to know what?

You were fucking my husband?

Huh?

Oh, you do him all
along, didn't you?

You were already lovers.

And it was us, all
of this just some

sort of a sick fucking game?

No, no Alice.

You two disgust me.

And you?

You really broke my heart.

[suspenseful music]

Fuck.

It's just so awful.

[mysterious music]

[sobs]

Change of plans.

I don't know.

I just don't know anymore.

Maybe |I've gone too far.

It's... it isn't right.

Sara, you can have
everything you ever wanted,

just like I promised.

Le me just think about this.

It's over Max.

I don't want to be part of this.

You are part of this.

You are a big part of this,
and she'll never take you back.

You were the only good thing in
her life, and you betrayed her.

We betrayed her, Max.

I only did what you told
me to do, and I fucked up.

She doesn't deserve this.

The girl was most probably
thrown all over the rocks

during the fall,
went in the sea.

We never really
closed the case, but I

suppose you know most of this.

Slowly putting
the pieces together.

We never found the body.

So what are you going to do?

Me?

Uh huh.

Eventually, I found
out what happened.

What type of person
gives up easily?

And you?

[sighs]

I think you should have this.

It can maybe help you.

Thanks.

[suspenseful music]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

All right, who is it?

I'll be right down.

I'll be right back.

[door closes]

I'm sorry, do I know you?

Can you please sit down
with me and have a chat?

We'll be only a minute.

I'm here to talk about
um, the young girl that is

in your room, Miss Sara Borge.

As you probably remember,
and I'm sure you do,

her twin sister died last
year in a car accident.

And if I'm not wrong, it
was your wife that was

running the car, am I right?

So?

So as you probably know,
her body was never found.

You know, in cases
like this concerning

the extreme resemblance
of the two sisters,

and the fact that they don't
have any close relatives who

can witness, it
is quite difficult

to establish with certainty
which of the two sisters

really died.

Well, I've already told
the police everything I know.

So unless you have
something to tell me,

which it appears you do
not, it's been a pleasure.

[suspenseful music]

Fucking bitch.

[inaudible]

[phone ringing]

WOMAN (ON VIDEO): Who's that?

Who's calling?

Uh.

[inaudible]

[mysterious music]

[tires squealing]

So you finally remembered.

I thought I'd find you here.

I hope I wasn't disturbing you.

You're not about
to jump, are you?

Or you feeling decisive?

That's your problem, Alice.

You can't even make
the simplest decision.

You can't write a story.

You write what other
people tell you to write,

and you do so in their style,
so that nobody notices.

What was it that Norman
always used to say?

Oh, that's right.

All characters must
have their reasons...

But also their secrets.

That's right,
also their secrets.

Oh, um, by the
way, Norman's dead.

Why are you doing this?

After I cash in
your life insurance,

I'll sue the editor and Norman,
or his heirs, if you'd like.

And I'll prove that
authorship and all

the rights in the last
novels belong to you.

The sellers, millions
of copies sold, not

to mention all of our assets.

I mean, that's got to be
worth something, right?

What about Sara?

[sighs]

It's time, Alice.

It will be a great way to go.

[cocks gun]

Very dramatic.

Goodbye, Alice.

[suspenseful music]

[thuds]

[splashes]

Sorry, Alice.

I'm so sorry for what I've done.

Please, forgive me.

This time we move on.

[mysterious music]

SARA: Out damn spot, out I say.

One, two.

"By then," is time 10 do it.

Hell is murky.

Hello.

Hello.

May 1?

Thank you.

Wow.

Not too bad, eh?

Still looking for
that girl you met?

I was hoping to find Alice.

Alice is in town,
she'll be back soon.

You can wait for
her, if you like.

Sure.

I'll go on rehearsing,
if you don't mind.

Fy, my lord, fy A
soldier and afeard?

Macbeth.

Wow.

Impressive.

I adore Shakespeare.

I have an audition coming
up and this felt just right.

You're studying to
become an actress?

Yep.

Interesting.

What need we fear
who knows it when

none can call power to account.

You know, Alice
showed me the video.

It must have been
strange for you.

It's very touching.

Yet, who would have
thought the old man

to have so much blood in him.

It's odd that this hasn't put
an end to your relationship.

On the contrary.

I see.

It made us stronger.

It's like a... uh, sentimental
exchange, am I right?

Have you made some
new discovery, something

that even I don't know about?

I saw what happened
that night on the cliff.

Maybe he would've showed
her, but he hadn't yet.

Don't tell me you came
all the way across the ocean

to tell us that?

Any other unnoticed
detail in that video?

You look like the
innocent flower,

be the serpent under it.

Act one, scene five.

Let me offer you
something to drink first.

Maybe a glass of iced tea
would be good for you.

[door closes]

Now, I still have to figure out

whether you're Claudia or Sara?

Or maybe I never will?

What are you trying to say?

That I killed my own sister?

Well, did you?

Or did she never exist
in the first place?

You know, for a
small town detective,

you have quite a
vivid imagination.

Regardless, I still know
what is legal and what is not.

[suspenseful music]

And by the way, I hate iced tea.

[grunts]

[gasps]

[thuds]

What the fuck are
we gonna do now?

Shh, it's OK.

I know who you are.

You are both of you,
and I'm fine with it.

Now, help me move the body
before he stains the floor.

ALICE: Hello, how are you?

KRISTINA: And you?

ALICE: Very well, thank you.

What's your name?
KRISTINA: Kristina.

ALICE: OK.

With a K or a C?

KRISTINA Yes, K.
ALICE: With a K, OK.

Well, I do hope
you enjoy the book.

KRISTINA: Thank you.

ALICE: Bye bye now.

Hello, how are you?

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you as well.

What's your name?

Alexia.

Alexia, how do I spell that?

A-L.

A-L.

E-X-I-A.

OK.

[inaudible]

Oh, thank you so much.

I'm glad you enjoy my work.

Have a good one.

Thank you, same to you.

Bye bye now.

Hi.

Hi.

[guitar music]

ALICE: What's your name?

I'm glad you're a fan.

Hope you enjoy it.

Bye now.

Hi, how are you?

Nice to meet you as well.

My pleasure.

And what's your name?

Annie.

Annie with a Y or an IE?

[suspenseful music]

[mysterious music]