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[muffled scream]

[muffled scream]

Hey!

[Dr. Gordean] Mrs. Shaw?

Mrs. Shaw?

When your husband writes that you've been

"gifted with an over-productiveimagination",

what does he mean?

Can you tell mewhat you're imagining right now?

My husband's best friend is a serial killer.

Why do you say that?

How much time do you have?

Tell me everything. Imaginary or not.

I met Darris two years ago in Toronto.

I was about to be raped by a gang of boys

and he scared them away.

Somehow, we started dating and he moved in...

but I never felt safe.

Even after I...

locked the doors

and made Darris check every room.

No matter how many precautions we took,

I didn't feel safe anymore.

I guess I had a bit of a breakdown, because...

I stopped sleeping and going to work.

And then one day

I, um, couldn't leave the house,

because I was sure someone was about to attack me.

That's when we decided to move to Parkeston.

To a small town.

To feel safe.

No, no, no, stay there. Stay there.

-Jump on. -[laughs]

All right.

Mrs. Shaw, welcome to your new home.

[Alison laughs]

-Come on, let's go inside. -Okay.

[wind chimes tinkling]

[Darris] I thought I had the key.

[wind chimes tinkling]

[birds chirping]

-[gasps] -Sorry.

It's okay. Really.

-Really? Really? -Really.

All right, country wife, what do you say we go explore?

-Hmm? -[chuckles]

Oh.

This is it.

Wow. The house looks amazing.

I told you.

[chuckles]

I love it.

-[laughs] -Welcome wagon.

[Alison] Don't you think we should get something

on the windows first?

That's a good idea.We can use your shirt and pants.

[laughing]

-[screams] -Hey, come on,

it's been at least six hours.

I'm gonna get you.

What you've got to ask yourself, ma'am,

is do you feel like getting lucky?

[laughs]

[metal clanking]

[clanking continues]

[window squeaks]

[clanking continues]

[laughs]

Welcome to the Alison-Shaw Gallery.

You always said you want your own studio.

-Why not right here? -Well, because my paintings

are meant as designs

for your stained glass, not our wall.

Really? Really, Ms. Shaw?

Because what was that I detected there?

A look of pride and excitement?

"My studio. My very own studio.

Where everything I imagine can come to life." Hmm?

-[drilling] -[Darris grunts]

Come on.

Hey, you can make friends later.We have a trailer to unload.

[Darris] The guy in charge over there

happens to be our landlord.

Maybe if I do a little extra work,

we can get a reduction in our rent.

I thought we were starting our own business.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

But whatever we don't spend on rent,

we put in the business. Right?

I'll be back.

[door opens]

-[indistinct chatter] -[sawing]

Damn. If you're lost,I think I got a map in my truck.

I'm sorry. I'm married to the new boy.

And I also have a proposition. These sandwiches are a gift.

And there's beer and pizza for those of you who help move

what's in the trailer into the house.

And cowboy's paying.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Alison, this is Chris, Mike,

Bob and Yosi. And that is David.

Hey. Hi.

Well, you guys know where to find the furniture

and the beer.

-Love you, babe. -[man whistles]

-[Chris] Love ya, babe. -[chuckling]

Hey, guys, eyes off the merchandise, huh?

Never thought about it.

[bird caws]

Oh. Awesome, could you guys actually put that right there?

That would be...

great.

Eh? Uh, sorry. It goes this way, doesn't it?

Uh, yeah. [chuckles]

[David] It's beautiful, really, really beautiful.

-You're very talented. -Thank you.

[clanking]

[crickets chirping]

[birds chirping]

Good morning. Hi, sorry. I'm lost.

Can you tell me which way is downtown?

I'm sorry. No, it's that way.

[Heidi chuckles] So when did you get here?

[Alison] We landed a few days ago. How about you?

This morning. I thought I'd drive in,

y'know, check out the town, and I'm lost.

-[groans] I'm Heidi. -I'm Alison.

Let's have coffee sometime.

And if you don't see me around,organize a search party. Bye.

Thanks.

[door closes]

[Alison] Darris, I thought I saw someone watching us

from the roof next door.

He's in a baseball cap, so I went over and...

-Where's Darris? -[David] Hi.

Darris is having a shower.

Uh, some kids use the church roof

as a party hang-out.

I live in the rectory next to the church.

I see them all the time.

My boss is always telling them to stay off,

but that's just like putting out a welcoming mat.

I love your painting. I said that already.

You know, you use red like Georgia O'Keefe.

Do you know that? I mean, no one is more brilliant

with red than Georgia O'Keefe. How much do you want for it?

Hey, baby. You remember David from next door, right?

So David found some antiques in an old barn

which we're gonna buy for a few bucks,

fix 'em up and sell them for a whole lot more.

[Alison] Darris? Darris? [laughs]

Yeah, yeah, yeah. All right, buddy, let's roll.

A thousand dollars? A thousand dollars?

[engine starts]

[Dr. Gordean] So you unpacked and settled in...

How were you feeling then?

[Alison] Good.

Better.

I couldn't wait to get out of the house.

There were so many things I wanted to do.

[birds chirping]

[Alison] Hi.

[bell dings]

[opera music playing]

You can't actually see me, can you?

No, but these glasses are usually enough

to scare off unwanted salespeople.

Well, Mr. Swann,I see you have no antique lamps.

Robert. And no, I don't.

It's my husband's work.

So lovely. Also, not antique.

Antique lamps of this quality

would give the fire marshal a heart attack.

What if I could supply safety-code approved replicas?

They'd be considered collectibles, wouldn't they?

One question: How will he find time

to do all the work if he's already got a job?

What?

David tells me your husband

is helping him renovate the old church.

David Snow.

No. Darris was just helping him out a little.

David seemed to think it was a more permanent arrangement.

Well, no. [chuckles]

David also offered me a thousand dollars

for one of my paintings,

so he's not exactly an expert on things.

Are you calling David a liar?

David is one of the bestantique hunters we've ever had.

He is also an expert art appraiser

and if he says your painting'sworth a thousand dollars, it is.

I just...

He seems a little weird.

-That's all. -[Martin] Weird...

Try having your father die in your arms

when you're eight years old.

And then be abandoned by your mother and your sister

when you're fourteen. -[Peggy] Martin!

And then having to fend for yourself

without a single person in the world

that cares a damn about whether you live or die.

Perhaps you'd turn out a little "weird" too.

[birds chirping]

[wind blows]

-Hiya, pumpkin. -Hi.

Tonight you can relax,

because I have a friend making us dinner. Hmm.

[clears throat]

Wow.

Buddy, that looks fantastic.

[Alison] It really does. Thank you, David.

That truck outside looks pretty fantastic too.

Yes, it does.

What happened to our old pick-up?

[Darris] Well, David and I

were out lookin' for antiques today

and he takes me by this old house.

It's condemned but David knows the owner

who says, for two hundred dollars,

we can take whatever we like.

Did you see those dressers in the truck?

Mm-hmm.

You know how much we can get for those in the city?

-[David] A lot. -Three thousand dollars.

Three thousand.

You bought a new truck to start an antique business?

[Darris] No, I bought a new truck

to start our business. Period.

[Darris] This is a good thing.The antiques will pay the bills

and it'll give us a place to start the glass business.

Where? When?

In the church next door.

The landlord gave us an amazing deal.

Terrific deal.

Wait a second.

Remember that marketing plan I made before we moved here?

Today, I went to World Antiques,

one of the best antique stores outside of the city

and I spoke to the owner, Robert Swann.

He told me he'd be willing to sell our product

if we could convince him we are serious,

reliable suppliers.

[David] Excuse me for interrupting, Alison,

that's all well and good, but Mr. Swann,

he's not going to be in businessmuch longer.

[chuckles] What are you talking about?

[David] I was telling Darris, the cops,

uh, they haven't pressed charges yet,

but they've found a boy who's willing to testify.

It's, um... It's pretty sick, really.

He...

I'm sorry.

What exactly are you saying?

-Alison. -[David] Oh, no, it's okay.

There are no secrets in a small town.

Have you thought about my offer?

I love your work. I love all of your work.

-Should I tell her now? -Please do.

I would like to hold

and organize an art show for you.

What? No.

Oh, don't be afraid.

Because I know what it's like to be afraid.

Don't be afraid.

I'm not afraid.

We just have other plans.

[Darris] Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Alison, come on.

I mean, he wants to put on an art show for you

in the church, which we've already rented.

I mean, this is perfect.

Even if I wanted a show, which I don't...

I don't have enough paintings to show.

So, thank you.

Then paint. Paint more.

Is it my qualifications that scare you?

-Because I've got references. -[Alison] No.

I actually bumped into some friends of yours today,

they were very complimentary.

Who were they?

[Alison] Martin and Peggy.

Oh, Professor Churchill. He's so smart.

-A real juicer though. -[laughs]

His wife is just terrific.

So what do you say?

David and I get this antique thing going,

put ourselves in position to launch Glass by Shaw

and you do the show.

Come on. Come on.

A gallery will help us attract new customers.

Come on, you have to say yes.

You have to. You have to say yes.

-Darris. -Who was it that told me

if only they had the time...

-I can't believe this. -...and the space,

they would paint again.

Who was that?

Blonde hair, blue eyes, looking at me right now.

Who was it?

I guarantee that you,

correction, that we will make money.

Say yes.

Say yes.

Two conditions.

You, darling, can never, ever say,

"Yeah, yeah, yeah" ever again.

[chuckling]

And you, David, you have to bring a date.

[chuckles]

Oh, why not? You afraid?

It's a small town.

-[Darris laughs] -Very, very, very small town.

It's, uh...

Um, in here it's a key to the church.

And that's where your studio's gonna be set up.

And here's to your art show.

To new friends.

[Alison] It's hard to stay angry at someone

when they've given you the one thing

you've always wanted.

I was so excited I couldn't sleep.

I had to see it.

My very own studio.

[crickets chirping]

[door creaks open]

[sighs]

[tap squeaking]

-[clocks chime] -[glass shatters]

[gasping]

[alarm clock ringing]

[crickets chirping]

[indistinct chatter]

[Alison] I didn't go back to the studio at night.

Darris got a laugh out of that.

But I did go back every day

until I had enough work done for my show.

[indistinct chatter]

[jazz music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

-There you are. -Hi.

Wow, you look wonderful.

Thanks, you too.

Thanks. Are you nervous?

No. Am I smiling? I can't tell.

You're smiling. Keep it up.

I'm gonna go sell some paintings.

Okay.

-[Mike] Hi, Alison. -Hi, Mike.

Don't look now,

but I think we got ourselves some big spenders.

Well, what are you doing? What's wrong with my coat?

Nothing. I'm just buttoning it up properly.

Why didn't you wear the shoes I put out?

You know what, if it makes you feel any better,

you can put me outside with a bale of hay.

Oh, honey, I'm sorry. I'm nervous. Okay?

[Peggy] Alison. Congratulations.

It's a wonderful show.

-Isn't it, Martin?-Oh, yeah, very nice. Very nice.

And David has done a remarkable job

of restoring this place.

Yes, actually David and my husband, Darris,

did the restorations.

Martin. Excuse us.

So let me get this straight.

You get an art show,

David gets laid, and I never get to say,

"Yeah, yeah, yeah" ever again?

Yeah.

I have to go to the washroom.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Can I get you something, sweetie?

No.

I love how she flows her colors.

You know, Alison trainedat the London School of Design.

[Elsie] Really? That's very exclusive.

[Allan] Her star certainly seemson the rise.

I love this painting.

Oh, it would be a wonderfulacquisition for your collection.

This is Alison.

Allan McKee.

-Hi.-[Allan] The work is wonderful.

David was just telling us all about you.

-Elsie. -[Elsie] And I've just been

telling David that you have to come to Toronto

so I can introduce you to some of the gallery owners

who we know.

Would you excuse me for one moment?

Sure.

[coughs]

Oh, are you okay, sweetie?

[sighs]

False alarm.

-[Alison vomits] -Oh, I got your hair.

[toilet flushes]

[sighs]

[groans] Don't worry, it's not contagious.

God, I hope it's not the wine.

No.

No, it's not the wine and it's not the food.

Although I hear it's delicious.

Oh, congratulations.

Thank you. [chuckles]

-How many weeks? -Six. I think.

Oh. My first and only time,

I existed on nothing but crackers.

Even the smell of my husband's cologne

made me feel nauseous.

Of course, it did have that effect on me

before I was married, which should have been

-my first clue. -[Alison chuckles]

Hey, do you want me to go get your husband?

No! I haven't told him yet.

It's just a little early.

Oh, I gotcha. It's our secret.

Thanks.

Heidi, right?

Yeah. And you're Alison, the main attraction.

Well, here's to a successful show.

[door opens]

[whispering] And a healthy baby.

[whispering] Thank you.

[jazz music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

-Hi. -Are you enjoying the show?

Yeah.

-I'm Heidi. -Oh, hi, Heidi.

-Hi. -David.

-I'm a good friend of Alison's.-Oh.

I helped organize this whole show.

Isn't that great news about her?

-She told you? -Yeah.

[laughs]

Yeah, it's great.

You can tell that she's gonna be a really great mom.

[David] Hi. Hey.

I'm sorry. I peeked.

Oh, David, if you knew

what a dream come true this show is.

Thank you so much.

[David] How could you do that?

You're pregnant.

And you're gonna tell some stranger

that you meet in a can before you tell me?

I thought that you and I were special.

Like we really had something, you and me.

Congratulations!

David?

[indistinct chatter]

Oh!

-David, are you all right? -I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Jesus.

You all right?

No, I'm actually a little upset,Darris, to tell you the truth.

I just don't know why you didn't tell me

that Alison is pregnant.

Why didn't you tell me she's pregnant?

You know how I found out?

I found out by some woman outside the bathroom.

I thought the three of us were like family.

I guess not.

[Darris] I thought we were in this together, Alison.

I didn't tell you sooner

because we don't have a lot of money.

I didn't want the baby to be a burden.

It's one of the reasons I did the show.

For the money. For us.

That's real thoughtful of you.

Oh, I'm sorry, okay.

Obviously I was gonna tell you first.

Heidi saw me in the bathroom and she guessed the truth.

She must have told David,

who for some reason decided to tell you.

Which, frankly, I find a little weird.

He told me that we're the closest thing

to a family that he's ever had.

He likes us. He trusts us.

And then he has to find out from some drunk

that you just met in the can

that his two best friends are having a baby.

I mean, he probably expected me to tell him.

But guess what, Alison? I didn't know!

You didn't tell me!

Jesus, I wonder why he's so upset.

I'm sorry.

[door slams]

[sighs]

[crickets chirping]

[door closes]

[wind chimes tinkling]

Here's your hot chocolate, Mommy.

Oh. Thank you.

I'm sorry if I've been ornery these past few months.

It's all right, I love you anyways.

Looking forward to being a daddy?

You bet.

We're gonna be great parents.

The best.

Hey, Darris.

Hey, Mike.

-I'll be right back, sweetheart.-Okay.

Hey, man.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Just getting some groceries.

[Mike] So, uh...

Excuse me?

Excuse me, officers?

Hi, do you know anything about this woman?

Only what's on the poster, ma'am.

Well, how long has she been missing?

[Constable Tamble] About a week.

Why? Do you know her?

No. I just thought...

Nothing.

Okay, well, you have a good day,Mrs. Shaw.

-Hey, Darris. -[Darris] Hey, Chief.

Getting in trouble with the law, hmm?

No.

Come on.

[Alison]I wanna ask you something, okay?

[Darris] Mm-hmm.

Our first day here

I found a picture stuck in our window

of a woman from a porno magazinewho looked a lot like me.

The next morning, I thought I saw someone

watching us from the roof of the old church.

I think it was David.

Why would David be on the roof,sweetie?

I went up on the scaffolding and I found a magazine

with the page where the picturehad been cut out.

Then at my show, David shows up with a date

who looks a lot like me,but she's wearing a blonde wig.

And then a week ago, another girl,

the girl in the poster, she goes missing.

She looks exactly like me.

Don't you find it all a little bizarre

and coincidental?

Hey, sweetie,

David has a girlfriend, all right?

Someone who he didn't kidnap

and someone who doesn't look like you.

Look, I gotta get to work to payfor some of these baby clothes.

Can you make it home all right?

Yeah.

Hey, sweetie, it's good to be careful.

Just not too careful. Know what I mean?

[car engine starts]

[Heidi] Yeah, this is Dr. Rumsfeld's order.

Great. Thanks. Have a great day.

[gasps] Hi, Alison.

-Hi. -How have you been?

I've been good. I've been good.

[Heidi] I haven't seen you since your show.

Well, I've been staying at home,getting ready for the baby.

Aw.

Well, come back to the office with me.

-Keep me company. -[Alison] All right.

So, tell me, how are you feeling?

Okay, you talk. I have to file.

You know, I never did thank you

for being so nice to me at the show.

It was so very un-city of you.

It was, wasn't it?

In the city I would have coveredmy wine and run like hell.

Well, thank you for not bolting.

Well, there are those who risk their lives

carrying babies from burning buildings.

And I hold barfing ladies' hair back.

It's different here, isn't it? It's not so easy to hide.

Yeah, except my boss told me the first day I started,

he said, "Be careful, don't badmouth anyone

because you're probably talking to their cousin,

which is why everyone's so very nice here."

But then, did you see where that woman disappeared?

Oh, my god. That's right.

I saw that picture of that girland I thought it was you.

Thank you. God,I thought I was losing my mind.

I'm gonna ask you something.

You know David's date, the night of the party?

Didn't it look like she was wearing a blonde wig?

[Darris] Why would David be on the roof, sweetie?

[camera flashes]

Look, these weren't meant for public.

Um...

[exhales] It's my boyfriend.

You know, if you can call him that.

I mean, we just started going out.

Well, you know what they say.

Guys are way more visual than we are, right?

So why don't they just start taking naked pictures

of themselves for a change?

I mean, not that it's the same thing or anything.

Uh, look, what I'm trying to say is could you--

Could you just not say anythingto Darris?

I mean, I know that he and Davidwork together and they're close.

And David's such a-- Well, a private guy,

that I know that he'd be really,

really upset. So, um...

I have to go.

Sure.

[Dr. Gordean] So you see photos of your friend

posed in a way which seems to prove

that David's been spying on you,but you don't tell Darris?

Why not?

Because Darris had just gotten through

making me feel like I was losing my mind

for suggesting David was a kidnapper.

What was I supposed to do, go to him and say,

"Hey, honey I just saw picturesof his girlfriend, nude pictures

and, uh, they looked like me too!"

Besides, I promised Heidi I wouldn't mention them.

And at the time I thought she was the only friend I had.

And you're sure these photos were modeled specifically

on what David would have seen through your window?

Yes! And I'm sure he posed her that way

because he is obsessed with me.

Would you please try to breathe?

[exhales]

Thank you.

Please continue.

I knew...

David was disturbed,

but I also knew that Darris was his partner,

and for the first time in his life

he was making money and enjoying his work.

So I moved my studio into my house.

I cut David out of my life and I had my baby.

[indistinct chatter]

It is so good to get out.

-[waitress] There you go. -Oh, thank you.

You look beautiful.

So do you.

[chuckles] You know, if it's a problem

I can run by and pick up those party supplies

on the way home from work.

No, no, no, it's your birthday.I wanna do it.

Thank you.

[cell phone ringing]

Sweetie, I gotta take this.

-Love you. -Love you.

Hey, gorgeous.

How's my angel?

Who was it?

[David] She's beautiful.

She's got your eyes. Congratulations.

Get away from her.

[David] You know, I think you've got the wrong idea.

Okay, I think

that if you weren't so stressedout all the time

you would see that I'm a friend.

[baby cooing]

She's got the booties that I bought her.

-She's-- -Stop touching her

or I'll make a scene.

You're still mad about those photos,

that's what it is. I know you are.

Well, you know what? You should be mad at Darris.

Darris is the one who told me to take those photos.

And to set me up with Heidi, he told me all about you guys.

What you would do in bed.

Oh, just stop it.

Darris would never tell you anything like that.

[David] He did. He told me everything.

He told me about the flower petals,

how he would sprinkle them gingerly

only up to you know where. Told me all of that.

He told me to take those pictures of Heidi.

Yes, he did. And so I took them.

You think I'm lyin'?

I'm not lying. I'm telling the truth.

I am telling you the truth.

You want to know the truth about this town?

It's full of fakes.

Take the professor for example.

Good old Marty, he's not a professor.

He was a shop teacher. He's not a professor.

He's drunk every day.

He goes in and he accidentally cuts off

a kid's hand with a band saw. They kicked him out of town.

He came running herewith his tail between his legs.

He gets here, tries to play this little intellectual guy.

And I go, "What the hell."

I'll call him Professor if it makes him feel good

and it's good for my business.

And look at wifey. Yeah, hi.

You know what she likes to pretend?

That she's faithful.

Marty goes home every night,

pissed, comatose, under the table.

You know how she spends a few of those nights every week?

You know with who?

Come on, Alison.

You and I know that marriage,

it's a license to screw whoever you want.

Not my marriage.

Now, let go of her or I will make a scene.

I don't care how crazy I look.

-Hey, David. -Hey.

We're leaving.

-What? -We're going.

We just got here.

Now, Darris.

-[baby crying] -[Alison] Come on.

You want-- I was-- I'm sorry. I was gonna...

I'm sorry.

[baby crying]

[rain pattering]

[knocks on door]

[David] Hi, Alison. Am I late?

Um, I've got a couple of presents.

I have one for Adair.

It's a portable DVD player for watching movies.

And I've got something special...

for Darris. Look.

Happy birthday!

Hey, David.

Why don't you come on in, it's raining out there.

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

What are you doing?

Look, Alison, he's my best friend.

And if he wants to give me a present,

I don't see anything wrong with that.

He made a pass at me.

What?

[Alison] At the restaurant, when you went to the phone.

-He made a pass at me. -How?

What do you mean "how?" Does it matter?

Yeah, it matters. What did he say?

He made a pass at me, Darris. Just take my word for it!

Yeah, you know what? I wish I could!

[scoffs]

Nice clock.

Yeah.

Looks good.

It's built by a local farmer.

Couldn't read or write, but old Kalnecker,

he was a mechanical genius.

Then he croaked and left his wife in a pile of debt,

so she takes one of them to a flea market,

some dealer sees it and calls it "folk art".

And suddenly she's just sittin' on a gold mine.

That's nice.

Yeah, well, unfortunately it didn't do her much good.

Five years agosomeone broke in and killed her,

stole everything, clocks and all.

Those things are real collector's items now.

Good party.

-[baby crying] -I know.

Oh, I know. I know.

[indistinct chatter]

[woman] Hey, could you turn the TV on?

I just wanna check the weather.

[newscaster] More on that in a moment,

but now our top story.

[newscaster 2] They were friends, they were neighbors

and now Allen and Elsie McKee are the 49th and 50th homicides

in Metro this year.

Friends' suspicions were aroused when the retired couple

failed to show up to a dinner party.

After trying to make contact for two days,

they finally called police.

This afternoon, police discovered

Allan and Elsie McKee dead.

Their bodies hidden in the trunk of their car

at their Rosedale home.

Several valuable works of art from the McKee's collection

are also missing.

We will keep you informed of any new leads we might have...

[baby crying]

[Alison] Excuse me.

Hi.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

I was just wondering if there was any news

on that double murder. That retired couple.

In the trunk. The McKees? They had a cottage up here.

I haven't heard anything more.

I know this is gonna sound unrelated,

but about five years ago, there was a woman

who was murdered in the area.

She was the widow of that man, Kalnecker,

who made those cuckoo clocks. Do you remember that case?

Well, recently I was given a gift,

one of those clocks, made by the same man

and I was wondering if it could be a clue

-in the murder investigation. -What investigation?

Into the murder of Mrs. Kalnecker.

I thought you said you were asking

about the couple in the trunk.

Okay?

Who gave it to you?

What?

The cuckoo clock.

David Snow.

He knew the McKees, now dead,

he knew the clockmaker's widow,now dead,

and I'm sure if you bothered to check

you would find a link to Donna Tomasino, now dead.

People are dying.

People David Snow knew.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Do you need a map?

Ma'am, our David knows a lot of people.

Then how did he get the clock?

[Chief Mooney] By collecting things.

Just like he's done ever since he and I were kids.

And I was the officer who got the conviction

-on the Kalnecker case. -You found the killer?

[Chief Mooney laughs]

Well, occasionally, we do catch a crook or two

between coffee breaks.

And without a map.

But thank you, Mrs. Shaw.

Screw all of you.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[laughing]

[thud]

[crickets chirping]

He killed her.

The woman whose husband made that clock.

He murdered her,

he planted the weapon on a homeless man

and testified against him.

-Because, as it turns out-- -Ali?

What did you do to your hair?

The policeman who led that investigation

grew up with David...

and now he's police chief, no doubt

because he got the conviction in that murder.

I read it all in the local paper,

it's in the library.

Women keep disappearing in this town

and no one seems to notice.

-David. -Yes.

-He's a murderer. -Yes.

Okay. Let's just sit down and talk about this.

I'm so glad you believe me.

It's so unbelievable.He's got this whole town wrapped

around his little finger and no one seems to care.

[sighs] Y'know I love my work.

I really do.

And for the first time you and Iare making some real money.

And only for you would I bust upmy partnership with David,

but if I do this, I need you to do something for me, okay?

I need you to get some counseling.

What are you talking about?

The Chief of Police called me this afternoon!

Sweetie, you were acting strange.

He was just doing his job.

If he was doing his job

-then David would be in jail. -Enough!

Enough about David!

I know we were planning on taking Adair out

for a little trick or treating tonight, but I think it's...

I think it's best if I take herand you just stay home.

I'm gonna put her in her costume,

I'm gonna put on mine

and you're gonna stay home and take a bath.

End of discussion.

Come on, sweetie.

Come on. Come on, baby.

-[woman] Trick or treat. -[laughter]

[indistinct chatter]

Hello, hello, hello.

Trick or treat.

-[Darris] You look great. -[David] Thanks, you do too.

Darris! Darris!

-Okay, okay. -Okay, see you soon.

No, no, no, no, no, no...

-David, get back here! David!-[Darris] Calm down. Calm down!

-How can you give him our baby? -Look at me. Look at me.

She's fine. Adair is fine.

Relax.

Yeah. Relax and go in the house.

-Okay? -Okay.

Alison!

David!

David, get back here!

[Darris] Alison.

[indistinct chatter]

-[woman] Trick or treat. -[all] Trick or treat.

Excuse me, have you seen a bigscarecrow carrying a little girl

-dressed as an angel? -No.

Excuse me, have you seen...

Heidi. Oh, my God, thank God. Have you seen David?

What's wrong?

[Heidi] You're what's wrong, Alison!

David told me what you've been doing to him.

How you screwed him around,

made him your little slave and then slept with him.

You're really, really sick.

You know that?

David!

Hey!

Sorry.

[David ] Look at us. Look at you just swinging.

We're just swinging.

-Look how high you are. -David.

Hi.

Hi.

Don't make me call the police.

No, I won't. Here. Use the phone.

[sobbing]

Wee.

Anything you tell me, I will tell Darris.

I won't let you break us apart.

That's why I like him, he believes anything.

I tell him he's got a knack for antiques.

He believes it.

You tell him that you love him,well, he believes that too.

You're an amazing woman.

You play the game. You see through people.

You've been sending me these signals.

You know, I feel them, and then you act

like it's my problem.

Alison, I'm just tryin' to make you happy.

You know, I'm trying to make our relationship work.

[Alison] We don't have a relationship.

You're an insane freak and you disgust me.

Hey.

Hey, guys.

Hey, baby. Halloween's over.

Come on.

Halloween's over, baby.

[crying]

Be safe.

[Dr. Gordean] There are tissues on the table.

He killed that couple and left them in the trunk.

That is a fact.

Okay, I think we've done good work here today

by talking it through, so I won't comment

on anything you've said. Although I think it's fair

to say that you are under a great deal of stress:

a new town, a new child,financial and marital pressures.

You're saying I'm delusional.

I'm saying that your powers of reasoning

have been eroded by stress.

As your husband says,

you may havean over productive imagination.

No, those boys in Toronto attacked me.

They were going to rape me.

[Dr. Gordean] Maybe they were. Maybe they weren't.

The issue here is what you believed at the time

and what you continue to believe today.

That you are not safe.

Fear is healthy.

It's nature's way of telling us

-something's wrong. -No, I am not crazy!

[clock cuckoos]

You know him, don't you?

He gave you that clock as a gift, didn't he?

I never let personal relationships compromise

patient confidentiality.

He's the crazy one and I will prove it.

[door opens]

Hello. Mr. Shaw, this is Dr. Gordean.

[tires screech]

Damn you.

[Adair cries]

No!

-[Darris] Whoa! Whoa! Whoa, hey!-[Alison] No!

-No! No! -Whoa! Whoa! Hey, calm down.

-Calm down. -It's okay, it's okay.

Come here.

Go downstairs and look in the cabinet.

I can't be around her anymore. I'm done. I'm done with her.

We can talk about this later. I'm sorry.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

I'm not lying.

[Adair crying]

It's a crowbar.

-It's a crowbar to my door. -She needs help, Dave.

I'll take care of it.

-All right. -Okay.

[Adair cries]

[Darris] I'll leave a forwarding address

just in case we get any mail.

[Josi] Good luck out west.

Thank you.

[engine starts]

[birds chirping]

[cooing]

-[Darris] Hi, baby. -Hello.

How was your day?

[sighs] I met the couple two doors down.

Beverly and Bob.

They have a little girl named Madison.

Well, maybe we should call a few of the neighbors

and have a housewarming party.

-Okay. -Hmm.

How was your day?

Well, the only reason I don't throw myself off

of that roof is because I know at the end of the day

I'm coming home to you two beauties.

[chuckles]

Hey, let's go in the bedroom.

Please.

[Adair chuckles]

Who's a bug?

Who's a bug in a rug?

[gasps]

-I'm sorry. -It's okay.

What's wrong?

Al, please, don't.

-I'm calling the police. -Al, please don't start this.

It's David, I know his handwriting. So do you.

Al, even if you were a handwriting expert, okay?

What are you gonna do?He's three thousand miles away.

Just please let this go. Things are good here.

-Please. -Darris, people are dying.

We have to stop it.

So when did you first meet the McKees?

They came to my show and bought a painting.

It looked to me like David knewthem and they were friends.

Was David friends with the McKees?

No, I never saw him with eitherof them before.

I'm pretty sure that was the first time they met.

And he never mentioned them after the fact.

So why are you so sure it's David Snow's notebook?

Because I know his handwriting.

I saw it on signs,I saw it in his inventory book,

and I saw it on boxes in the basement.

I'm not saying that it isn't David's handwriting,

it's just based on the sample,I can't say for sure that it is.

He eavesdropped on us, he secretly photographed me,

he was obsessed with me.

He was a friend.

A little flaky, but...

You know, if they busted us for every weird thing

we thought or did, we'd all be doing life

without parole, right?

[sighs] Now I'll ask you guys something.

Have you found Angela Bright or Donna Tomasino?

Hey, guys, it's getting late. You want a beer or something?

No, thanks.

We did find Ms. Tomasino's car in an abandoned barn

about twenty miles out of Parkeston.

[Darris] So obviously David's the killer.

Hey, have you guys ever thoughtthat maybe these women

were just looking for a change of scenery.

Like your wife, Mr. Shaw,

we believe a serial killer is at work.

That's why we spent the taxpayers' money

to fly out here to talk to you.

Unlike Alison, however,

we can't be sure that the printsand the writing found

at the murder scene match your friend.

And since you two did so much work together,

we were wondering if we could get a print from you as well.

Just to tell you two apart.

Oh, hell, sure, why not.

Taxpayers money hard at work, right?

[gasps]

Mrs. Shaw. Mrs. Shaw.

May I speak with you outside, please?

Excuse us?

All right, officer, which one you want to do first?

How long were you and David having an affair?

What?

A lot of people seem to think that you two

were involved sexually.

-David's ex-girlfriend-- -Heidi Murnau.

Martin and Peggy Churchill.

The waitress at Rouge,

they all swear that you two were an item.

They also told us that David dumped you.

So we were just wondering if this might be payback time.

[Alison] David Snow is a monster.

And the people in that town protect him.

They don't see it that way.

[Darris ] Good work, officer.

Case closed. You got me.

Why don't you question David like you're questioning me?

Go to his house, take a look around--

We did.

And no one's lived there for quite some time now.

-Then where is he? -We don't know.

Do you have any more questions for us?

No.

We'll be in town for a few more days.

If you can think of anything else, give us a call.

[Darris] All right.

You did what you had to do,

now I'm gonna to do what I have to do.

I'm gonna call our neighbors,

I'm going to let 'em knowthat we're nice, normal people,

and we're having a party tomorrow night

and we sure hope they can make it.

Maybe that way we can actually have a life out here.

[Adair cooing]

-You bastard! -Alison?

Did you really think I wasn't going to see this?

You think if you ignore it, it'’s gonna go away?

We're just getting settled, okay,

things are going good for us here.

It's him. He's here.

[phone beeping]

Hi, I know who kidnappedthat woman from the art gallery.

Alison, put down the phone. Put down the phone.

My name is Alison Shaw and I know who kidnapped

that woman from the art gallery.

David Snow.He's a murder suspect in Ontario

and I believe he's followed my family here.

Because he's obsessed with me.

All I'm asking is that you send a car

to 2711 Stanheight Avenue.

Yes, I understand what "manhunt" means.

I'm trying to make you understand

that if you send a car here, you might actually catch him.

He said this is the biggest manhunt in their history

and they're too busy to send a car.

But if we're sure David's comingto kill us, to lock our doors.

It's a good idea.

I got a better idea.

[Darris] Alison, what are you doing?

Alison!

Alison! Christ sakes, Alison.

We have people coming over.

[hammering]

Can we not pretend for one goddamn day that we're normal?

[doorbell dings]

[indistinct chatter]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Oh, it's you guys again. What do you want, a mug shot?

Who's in jail?

Hi.

I just got a call from one of the cops

who was here the other night.

The RCMP has somebody in custody who probably

-killed Donna Tomasino. -Who?

Some local thief.

They found one of her rings in his house

along with about five year's worth of stolen property.

They figure she caught him breaking into her car

and things got out of control.

David might have sold it to himor planted it there.

Sweetie, sweetie, they caught him, okay?

They caught him. Put down your weapon

and come and join the party. Please?

They caught him.

[indistinct chatter]

[Deb] Hey Al. You better hang onto your hubby.

I might run right out the door with him.

-That's very tempting, actually.-[Bev] Hi, Al.

-Hi. -Hey.

It's a great party. Is there anything I can do?

No. No. Everything's great.

[Jen] Oh, my God, you guys. You know that poor girl

who got abducted from the art gallery?

-Yeah. -My sister works

as a dispatcher for the police,

and she told me they just foundthe woman in a factory

not more than five miles from here.

-Oh, my god. Is she alive? -Barely. Apparently,

some homeless guy stumbledon to her and called the police,

she was tied to a chair with a rubber ball jammed--

[Bev] Okay, okay...

Alison, please don't do it.

Everybody, get out!

-Get out! -Alison, goddamn it!

I'm sorry.

[Alison] Get yourselves out! Everybody!

Now! Get out! Get out! Get out!

Faster! I know you can move faster, people.

Party's over! Get out! Get out! Get out!

Please leave my house!

[drill whirring]

Where are my keys? Where are my goddamn keys?

-Where are you going? -Out!

Out? You're going out now?

Great, just down the road David kidnaps a woman,

he ties her to a chair, shoves a ball in her mouth

and you're going out? What is wrong with you?

What's wrong with me?

What is wrong with me? You are what's wrong with me.

I married a crazy woman who thinks the world

is out to get her.

It's always the same thing with you, Alison,

the same goddamn thing.

I mean, there's this evil conspiracy out to get you.

Just like those kids who were hassling you in Toronto.

"The kids who were hassling me"?

Come on, Alison, they were just a bunch of kids

looking to scare somebody.

And my God, did they hit the jackpot with Alison Shaw!

They were going to rape me.

Yeah, yeah. And they had a knife, right?

Guess what, they never found a knife. I never saw a knife.

[screams]

And, you know, now it's David,

the man who put food on our table,

who never hurt a soul,

he's traveled all the way from Ontario to B.C.

to kill you because, why? Wait for it...

Because he's in love with you.

[Alison] I never said he was in love with me.

-I said he was obsessed with me.-[Darris] That is bull!

That is absolute bull!

The truth is...

is he felt sorry for you. Okay?

Oh, yeah, Alison, the artist.

You know what he said about your "art"?

He said, "People buy dull artbecause it makes them feel safe.

And no one makes people feel safer than Alison Shaw."

He wasn't obsessed with you. He just felt sorry for you.

Just like you made me feel sorryfor you once upon a time.

He felt sorry for me? Really?

He sure didn't feel sorry for you.

You want to hear what David had to say about you?

You want to hear what your friend

and business partner had to saybehind your back?

"He'll believe just about anything except the truth."

That's why he chose you.

Because he knew he could lead you

like the child that you are.

It was all lies.

[keys jingle]

-Darris? -[door opens]

Darris, come back!

-Darris-- -Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Darris!

[crickets chirping]

Screw you too.

[glass shatters]

[David] Hello? Hello there.

You like my nose? You want to pull it?

You go ahead and pull it if you want.

Watch me. Watch me.

[Adair crying]

[operator] 911. What's your emergency?

Hello? Hello? Is anybody there?

[Adair cooing]

[David humming]

David?

David, it's me.

Shh!

Don't scream. You'll wake the baby.

You left me.

I had to come here because you left me all alone.

Why did you do that?

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

-I just-- -[David] Don't lie.

Don't. Don't lie to me.

Don't. Don't lie to me.

You love me.

I know you do. You love me.

[crying]

David...

everything's going to be okay.

You just need to give me our baby...

then we'll be together.

David...

Darris is gone.

He's gone?

He's gone.

-It's you and me now. -[David] It's you and me now.

It's just you and me, just like before.

I went away, but now I'm back.

So you give me our baby and we can all be together.

Okay.

Here we go.

Here we go.

[sobs]

[Adair crying]

[glass shatters]

[Adair crying]

[Alison] No!

No!

[grunts]

[screams]

No! No!

Never...

ever...

ever leave me...

[screams]

-[siren wailing] -[helicopter whirring]

-It's gonna be okay. -[Adair crying]

Mommy's-- It's okay, sweetheart.

Yeah.

[crying continues]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[car engine starts]

[mouthing]