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Honey, touch me there.

Lightly, you know.

Honey, delicious.

Your hands are smooth as silk.

Oh, Otis, please wait for me.

I'm not ready yet, darling, please hold me.

Please.

No!

- What the hell did you do that for?

- You bastard.

You don't have any idea, do you?

- No, dammit, I don't.

- You bastard.

I can't even remember when you last touched me.

- Touched you? I just made love to you.

Am I hallucinating?

Wrong, my friend.

You just masturbated inside of me.

- Oh, the burdens of Hercules.

Come on, Estelle.

Look, I'm sorry you didn't have an orgasm,

but it's not the end of the world.

Look, we'll talk about it later.

All right, all right now, settle down, come on.

It's not so bad.

I'll make it up to you, honey, come on.

There's my girl.

Wipe eyes.

Blow nose.

Now, that's my girl.

That's my girl.

You better? - Better.

- Good, now we're late already,

so you better get dressed and get your face on.

- I don't believe it.

Just like that, huh?

A little pat on the head.

- Now what's wrong?

- I don't give a damn how late we are.

- Look, Estelle.

Psychiatrists have a great capacity for understanding

at the office.

Now get dressed.

The party will be over by the time we get there.

- Will she be there?

Will who be there?

- I know you've been seeing someone

and I want to know who it is.

- So that's what this is all about.

- Who is she?

I'll find out even if you won't tell me.

I know you're seeing someone.

Who is she?

- You behave like this, who would blame me.

But you're being silly.

In all the years we've been married,

I've never been unfaithful.

- You're a liar!

- You're irrational.

You sound like a patient,

and it is not attractive, now get dressed.

- You simply cannot be serious.

This form is merely expressionist,

of the feminine existential realism of the Italians

- Howard, don't be ridiculous.

I find Fellini, the ultimate in ultra realism,

'cause women are the most divine symbols.

- Have a cracker.

- Oh, thank you.

- Oh, no, no, no, I don't eat grain.

- I didn't see you come in, how are you?

I haven't seen you in, how long is it?

- Oh, it's been months, we've been in Europe.

You and Don look marvelous.

What have you been doing?

- Oh, we've been terribly busy with the entertaining and

decorating.

Don's got this fabulous new account

with the Prescott Foundation.

They're considering him as chief architect

on their new project.

- Oh, how wonderful.

- I'm really terribly proud of him.

That's Elliot Prescott over there.

Getting quietly soused.

Don says he's an alcoholic.

But who cares, he is the Prescott Foundation.

- Say, Fran, I hear your step-sister's

come to live with you.

Karen, isn't it?

- Oh, yes, she's here. - Oh, where?

- Well, I mean she's not feeling very well and

she's upstairs resting.

- I'm dying to meet her, what's she like?

Couldn't I stop by and say hello sometime?

- Oh, I think probably better not.

Excuse me, Don needs my help.

- Oh, may I sit down?

- Oh, this looks delicious.

Great party, Fran. - Oh, thank you.

- How are you holding up? - Oh, I'm fine.

Everybody seems to be having a good time.

- Yes.

- Is Karen going to honor us tonight and make an appearance?

- She's not feeling well.

Why don't you go and endear yourself to Mr. Prescott?

Offer him a cup of coffee or a bed to lie down on.

- Never mind him.

Where the hell are Otis and Estelle?

- They'll be here, why?

- I want to talk to Otis privately.

- Privately?

What's the big secret?

- It's nothing.

Why are you so upset?

- I'm not upset.

I'll get it, must be them.

Well, hi, you two.

The party's half over.

What happened, an attempted suicide?

- That supposed to be a humorous remark?

- Oh, shut up, Otis, he's not your wife.

- What did I say?

- Oh, nothing, it's that time of the month.

Boy, do I need a drink.

Do I need a drink, I mean a bottle.

Come on, old friend, lead me to the libation.

- Hey, hey, slow down.

I said it's half over.

- I need this more than you could possibly know, man.

- Well, look, before you get drunk,

there's something I want to talk to you about.

- You're accusing me too?

I tell you, I'm innocent.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- I...

- We need your advice.

You know that Karen's come to live with us?

- Your step-sister-in-law?

There is such a thing.

- Otis, there's something wrong with her.

- What do you mean wrong?

- She's been staying with us for about three weeks

and I haven't heard her speak.

- Maybe she's a mute.

- Come on, be serious, will you?

- Sorry.

Yeah, go on.

- I don't know what to do.

If I can only figure out who she is.

Frances, do you have any idea?

- I'm sure you're wrong.

Otis has too much sense for that kind of thing.

- Oh, well, he's a man, isn't he?

She's probably 19 and has huge tits.

- Estelle!

- Frances spends all her time with Karen

and I'm getting tired of it.

She knows Karen is unbalanced and needs help

but she won't admit it.

She says she's shy because she's different.

- What do you think?

- I think she needs a psychiatrist,

but Frances says no.

- That's a wise lady.

- She says it would scandalize the Compton name.

- Really? You can't be serious.

That calls for another double.

- Maybe you can talk to her.

- Sure, I can talk with her.

It'd be my great pleasure to talk with her.

You know, Don, that's one mighty pretty lady.

You know, I see Estelle all the time, I think,

look how pretty Frances is.

Don't I, Don?

- You're in great shape.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Try not to break anything when you hit the floor.

- And you know, she's my best friend.

We even went to school together.

- Otis, would you stop it, I'm trying to think.

Listen.

My husband, your wife are here, and Estelle knows.

- What about Estelle nose?

No, I'm not drunk, Fran, really.

Here, I'll show you.

- Would you stop it? Are you crazy?

Look.

Either you leave me alone,

or you'll have to leave.

- But I love you, Fran.

You said you couldn't get along without me.

I'll leave Estelle.

I mean... - I'm going inside.

I think you should go home.

An affair is not like a marriage.

It ends.

You wanna stay our friend.

Don't ruin this party.

I'm sorry.

I don't want to hurt you.

Good night, Otis.

- Fran. - Hm?

- How long has this affair been going on?

- You can't be serious.

Otis is one of my oldest friends.

- Aha, you knew who I was talking about.

That proves it.

- That proves nothing.

I think he just had a little too much

to drink tonight, that's all.

I think the party went very well, don't you?

- Elliott seemed very taken with you

as to think you'll get the contract.

- Fran, let's not talk about business.

You know, I find it very stimulating

that other men find you so attractive.

Sometimes I forget just how beautiful you really are.

- Thank you, kind sir.

- Fran, you are a cock-stirring sight.

- Donald, don't be disgusting.

- Disgusting?

You find it disgusting that I find you so damned attractive?

Come here, wench.

Let me make love to you.

- All right.

Let's get it over with.

- Is that a way to talk to a husband

who wants to cherish your body?

- Donald, I know you.

You use sex when you're trying to avoid something.

- That's not very complimentary to either one of us.

You're right, there is something I want to talk about.

Oh, really?

Not Otis again.

- Only indirectly.

It's Karen.

I'm running out of excuses for her.

Our friends know she lives here.

Nobody is allowed to see her.

Fran, it's like having a monster hidden away in the attic.

It's really embarrassing.

- Well, isn't that too damn bad?

- Look, let's not fight about it.

All I'm saying is that something has to be done.

The girl isn't well.

- Well, what do you want me to do,

throw her out in the street?

Have the state support her?

I promised father when he died

that I would take care of her.

- Well, the best thing you can do for her

is to get some professional help.

Anyway, that's what Otis thinks.

It's not my field, but I think it's beyond that.

- Oh, you think so, do you?

And Otis thinks whatever he thinks.

Who in the hell asked him?

- The girl probably needs to be hospitalized.

- I told you before, I'm not having anyone

connected with the Compton family in a mental institution.

- Frances, Otis is an analyst.

I think he's qualified.

Try and be reasonable.

- I am totally reasonable.

Karen is just tired.

She needs her rest.

She's going to the beach house for a week.

I think the peace and quiet will be good for her.

- There's always been something wrong with her,

even before she came to live here,

and she's getting worse every day.

I think she needs a doctor.

I think it would be very dangerous for her to be alone.

- That's very melodramatic, Don.

You don't want her here, you don't want her at the beach.

Really, I don't know what you want from me.

- This is what I want.

I want us to be happy the way we used to be.

Karen's the problem,

and I'm not blaming her because it's not her fault.

I just want my wife back.

- Has it really been that hard on you?

- I've missed you.

I know you're always worrying and thinking about her.

- Don, it has been a long time, hasn't it?

- A very long time.

- Karen isn't here now, is she?

- No. - Maybe gone somewhere?

- No.

Oh, Frances.

It's been so long, she forgot how.

- Just because I'm not a sex maniac like you, Don.

That feels good.

Oh, you're right, we should do this more often.

- Any time, madam,

as you could see and feel,

I'm always at your disposal.

- Darling, let's have a baby.

- A baby?

I thought you hated the little brats.

- I still do.

But ours should be different.

- Listen to the little mother talk.

Well, I'm ready to oblige.

It's been so long.

I'm starved for affection.

I don't know why I love you.

- Because I talk dirty.

Come to us.

Come to us.

Here, come to me.

- Dr. Vorel, please, Mrs. Compton.

Hello, Otis, Frances.

- Hi.

- If you've got a patient, you can call me back.

I just called to thank you for the flowers.

A bit old-fashioned, don't you think, but very nice.

Listen, can you and Estelle come over

for cocktails this afternoon,

if you promise not to drink too much?

Don and I have something we want to discuss with you.

- I'm sorry about the party last night.

Do you forgive me?

- Otis, please, that's over and done with.

Can't we be friends?

If you really love me,

you won't make this any more difficult than it already is.

Please, Otis, Don and I need your help.

It's about Karen.

I love Don.

He's my husband and I love him.

Please try to understand.

- All right, Frances, I'll let it be.

Then we'll see you about five.

I'm counting on you.

- Hey, sorry, miss.

I really scared you, I'm sorry.

All I'm doing is fixing the lines

down from last night's storm.

I had to check if your electricity was back on.

You know, your front door is wide open.

- It was? - Yeah.

So I just came on in.

You don't have to be afraid, miss.

Why don't you just put on some clothes

and we can have a little talk, I've got some time.

I get paid by the hour.

Must get mighty lonesome up here.

Are you sure you're all right, lady?

You got any food?

I'll bet you don't.

If you like, I'll send over the mainland,

have them send some over for you.

I know it's none of my business,

but I'm a little bit worried about you

out here all by yourself.

My name's Larry.

How are you gonna live without food?

Unless you don't live here.

Maybe you just got tired walking down the beach

and you're crashing here.

OK.

And it's none of my business either.

But you don't have to be afraid.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Hey, look at you.

You're shivering.

You must be ice cold.

You want to put my hat on?

You know, you're 10% warmer with a hat on.

I know because I work emergency year-round.

Winter storms, summer storms, sleet storms.

Hey, hey.

You know what I'm gonna do?

I'm gonna take that wood over there

and I am gonna build you a beautiful fire.

You like that? - Yes, that'd be nice.

- Well, well, the little lady speaks to me.

Why don't you just come and sit down

where it's gonna be warm.

We can talk a little bit more, I won't bite you.

Tell me your name, come on.

Will you need that knife to protect yourself?

OK.

Just don't cut yourself.

You want to help?

You want to cut some wood with that big knife?

Like to do that?

- Karen.

- What, what's that? Karen?

- My name is Karen.

- Well, see, we're really getting someplace.

Karen.

It's a very pretty name.

You know, if somebody came in here right now,

they would get completely the wrong idea.

Little Karen with nothing on but a bathrobe,

and a big, strong man.

I could be a murderer or a rapist

or your secret lover, anything.

But I'm not.

You know, I got this crazy idea that I'm not a man

alone in a deserted house on an empty island

with a beautiful woman.

I'm just your big brother

and I'll protect you, my poor little sister.

This is a really weird one,

nothing to fear from Larry the lech.

Wait til the guys hear this.

Well, you're gonna be warm.

There.

Now, in about two minutes,

you'll be as warm as a cat.

Well, it's cozy, isn't it?

A little weird, but it's cozy.

You know, when I was a kid,

my family used to take me to this little beach house.

It was a beach shack, not a house,

and I would stay there.

All summer, my mother just tries to look

for big houses like this one,

and I swore that someday I'd have one too.

Well, I don't have it yet.

Well, I don't know if this house is yours,

but I might as well pretend it's mine.

Come to me.

Come to me.

- Hey, Karen, what is this?

I'm your big brother, remember?

I've never taken advantage of a lady in distress

and I'm not gonna start now.

- What's wrong, Larry?

Don't I appeal to you?

Certainly, a big stud like you

couldn't be afraid of a little girl like me.

- I don't know what's going on here,

but I know I don't like it.

First you're hot and then you're cold

and then you're 10 years old and now you're a whore.

Well, I think you're nuts.

- What if I am?

I'm still a woman.

- How's that, Karen? Good?

Yeah, is that what you like?

- Yeah, that's how you do it Larry.

- You like that? Do you?

Yeah, good, I like it too.

I don't feel much like your big brother anymore.

- Oh, really hard, Larry.

- Yeah, I like to see that body.

Good, good.

Give you some more.

Yeah.

All for you, Karen.

Pretty little Karen.

- That's it, Larry, that's how.

That's how you give it to me.

- Try one of these, it's a new recipe,

crab meat and sour cream.

- That sounds disgusting.

- No one's forcing them down your throat, dear.

- I'll choose to ignore her.

Hey, let me tell you two what's happened.

My Alma matter has asked me to

deliver a series of lectures next semester

on the subject of breasts.

- Oh, come on.

When did you start teaching sex education?

- Well, if you let me finish, I'll explain.

It's been my specialty for years.

- And he's not kidding either.

- The earth mother, breast fed issues and so on.

You know, and how the matriarch affects the

primitive specialized societies.

- That's quite a mouthful.

Still sounds perverted to me.

- The narrow-minded men in this civilization.

Well, look at your own country.

Fashion's changed, the stock market falls,

men commit suicide, why?

Breasts.

That's why.

- Sounds like the usual mumbo jumbo to me.

Are we going to talk about Karen or aren't we?

- Hey, Karen, you're good?

- Yeah. - Good.

Now it's my turn, lie down.

Yeah, lie down.

That's the way we do it, Karen.

You got yours, now I get mine.

- I don't want to.

No.

- Well, off that, from all I know about the case,

I'd say there's probably nothing seriously wrong with her.

Sounds a little removed.

But personally, I find that refreshingly unpretentious.

- The Dr. Vorel method of double talk.

- But if you insist, I could recommend

a really top man in the field.

- Could you call him for us tomorrow?

- Now, wait a minute, I haven't agreed to this yet.

- Well, what are you waiting for?

It can't hurt Karen and it might help her.

And as for the good of the Compton name,

it'll be kept so quiet that the

doctor himself won't even know who she is.

- Well, I guess I have no choice.

What do you think, Otis?

You think it's a good idea?

- Well, that's hard to say without further observation.

She probably needs a little rest,

you know, calm her nerves.

- God help the mentally ill.

I need another drink.

- Hello!

Hello!

Anybody there?

Is somebody home?

It's only me, Mrs. Grudkow.

I live up the beach.

Is anybody home?

Hello?

Hello?

I know somebody's in there.

Who's in here?

- That's good.

- Leaving every light on in the house

in the middle of the day.

Some people have no consideration.

Selfish.

Everybody today is so selfish.

Haven't you ever heard about the energy crisis?

I'm going to have to have a word with these people.

♪ Roll out the barrel

♪ We'll have a barrel of fun

♪ Roll out the barrel

♪ We've got the blues on the run

♪ Zing boom tararrel

♪ Sing out a song of good cheer

♪ Now's the time to roll the barrel

♪ 'Cause the gang's all here

- Very good, very good.

- I was in the chorus in college, you know, second alto.

- I never would have guessed

if you hadn't told me 100 times.

- Thanks for the compliment.

- Any time.

- My own husband.

- Now, now, children, no fighting.

Frances, are you gonna serve us dinner

or are we gonna simply sit here and starve to death?

- Have you no spiritual souls?

Are physical pleasures all you think about.

Yes.

- All right, I'll feed you.

- Well, it's about time.

- Yeah.

I remember.

Oh, I was watching you.

Do you remember?

You watching me.

Yeah, you were touching me too.

Oh, yeah, I like the way you touch me.

Yes, so valiant.

Oh, yes.

Oh, that feels so good.

Oh, yes, yeah, oh, yeah.

And you see me, don't you?

I know you want me.

You're so good, oh, yeah.

That's why I like you, that's why you like me.

So nice, so warm.

So good.

Hold me.

Yeah.

Oh, yes.

Oh, you're holding me too tight.

- Oh, hello there, dear.

MY name is Mrs. Grudkow and I live down the beach.

Well, I notice that all of your lights were on

and I thought I should stop by and kind of investigate.

I mean, you never know.

There could be robbers, murderers.

This house has been empty all summer.

I know this, you know.

I check every house in the neighborhood.

So I was wondering, I mean, who could be here?

But now I see it's just you, dear.

Are you all right?

I mean, are you all by yourself.

You know, everyone else is gone.

Why, all the houses are closed for the season.

Oh, but you're a very brave girl.

You know, my late husband used to always say,

God rest that man's soul,

that a woman alone is like a foot without a shoe.

Oh, you know, I've never been in this house before.

I'll bet it's as beautiful upstairs

as it is right out on the porch.

Oh, yes, isn't it beautiful up here?

You know, it's just like I thought it would be

with all the natural wood

and the beams coming down from the ceilings.

You know, when I first saw

all those lights on in this place,

I thought, now what kind of a place

could it possibly be?

Lights aren't necessary.

Here they have all this natural light

coming in from nature.

But now I know it's just you.

Oh, but, really,

you know, you have to do more to conserve energy.

We all have to do our bit.

You don't mind if I rest for a while, do you?

You know, I've been walking up

and down this beach all morning,

and it really gets to your feet after a while.

Oh, sand all over your table.

You're not very neat, are you, sweetheart?

Not nice at all.

And all by yourself taking care of this big place.

Geez.

Oh, that's nice.

Hey, don't you have any friends

or somebody who might be able to stay with you?

- No.

- Not too talkative, are you, dear?

- No.

- Well.

♪ Singing in the rain, I'm singing in the rain

♪ I have this feeling

Oh, no food.

Say, you must be one of the Compton's, huh?

They own this place, you know?

Well, of course, you would know that, wouldn't you?

I mean, pardon me saying so,

but you really don't look much like a Compton.

I mean, you're quite different

than what I would have expected.

- Yes, I know.

Frances Compton Harris is my step-sister.

- Oh, well, I guess that explains it.

Oh, my, my.

You know, you really ought to clean this place up.

A beautiful house like this.

Oh, why, I could give you the name of a cleaning lady,

she's right on the mainland.

You know, she's good and she's not too expensive.

Oh, but what do you care about money, right?

Hey, my name is Fannie, Fannie Grudkow,

but you can call me Fannie.

What's your name?

Dear, I asked your name.

What's the matter, are you ill?

Well, you know, I really have to be going now.

You know, my cats,

they're going to be expecting their dinner soon,

and I can't let them get...

- Are you afraid?

- Wait for me too long.

- Is there anything else you'd like to know, Mrs. Grudkow.

Would you like to know how my cunt feels?

It's on fire, Fannie.

It wants to get rubbed, I want to get fucked.

Do you want to be like that, Fannie?

- You're crazy, you let me out of here.

- No way.

I don't see what your hurry is.

I thought you wanted to see the rest of the house.

Fannie.

I'll direct you.

I'll do it, I'd like to show it to you.

Wanted to see the house!

- Hey, did I do something right?

- No, I did.

Prescott has decided to move the complex to London,

so we signed the contracts today.

They've asked me to go over almost immediately

so I could start the preliminary plans.

So we'll be leaving as soon

as we can close out the apartment.

Just think of it.

Hyde Park, the pubs, the queen of England.

You know, Frances,

I think I've always wanted to live abroad.

Hey, love, what's the matter.

You seem to have lost your enthusiasm.

- What about Karen.

- Well, what about her?

Did you make an appointment for her yet?

- No.

- Well, now's the perfect time to make that decision

once and for all.

Either commit her to an institution

or let her take care of herself.

She's old enough.

- How can you be so cruel?

You know I'll never leave here without Karen.

- Frances, please be reasonable.

We can't take Karen with us.

Now, if you don't go with me,

I'm gonna have to turn down the job.

- You know I can't let you do that.

All right, I'll call her, I'll make an appointment.

But I'm not leaving here without knowing

that she's being taken care of.

That's my reasonable girl.

I only hope it isn't too late.

- Why would it be too late?

That's strange, where would she be at this time of night.

I'm really worried, Estelle.

She hasn't answered the phone in two days.

- Oh, there's nothing to worry about,

at least that's what Otis says,

I'm sure she's all right.

- I suppose so.

It's amazing.

The amount of stuff you collect in 10 years of marriage.

- I know.

- I think I'm gonna end up throwing most of this away.

Don will never pay for storage on all this junk.

- Never.

- Come on, Tom, let's eat.

You promised me a picnic on the beach, remember?

Come on, let's go.

- I'm tired, can't you let a guy rest?

- Look, I'm hungry,

I haven't had anything to eat since breakfast.

- Is this what it's going to be like when we get married?

- It will be worse than this.

You asked me, remember?

Come on, let's go.

- OK, let's go.

Gee, it's cold.

It's clouding up too.

Don't you think we should head back?

- You wanted a picnic, we're gonna have a picnic.

There's a beach ahead.

- Oh, come on, Tom, we just did that,

and besides, I'm cold.

Are you crazy?

In the middle of a public beach?

Do you want us to get arrested?

Can we go back, please?

- How about that house over there?

- It looks like all the lights are on.

- No, no, that's just an optical illusion.

I'm sure it's deserted.

They won't mind, come on.

- OK.

- Hello.

Hello, anybody here?

- Sounds pretty quiet in here.

- It does.

Yeah, I guess maybe there really isn't anybody here.

- Oh, closed for the season.

- That's good.

It's pretty nice.

A nice bed.

It's kind of a nice place, don't you think so?

- Yeah, very nice, very nice.

- When we get married, we'll have a bedroom just like this

to make love, and we'll make babies every year.

- Wait a minute, one fat minute.

- OK, every other year.

- Oh, Tom, this is so exciting.

I've never made love in a deserted house before.

- It is rather kinky, isn't it?

- Oh, yes.

I want some kinky fun with you.

Such an exciting man.

Oh, Tom.

I'm so glad that you want to marry me.

I'm surprised you even asked.

- I want you.

- Hello.

Yes, it is.

Oh, yes, I remember him.

He was here a few days ago

fixing some lines or something, and then he left.

Certainly.

I hope that everything is all right and that you find him.

Goodbye.

- Still not home, huh?

- First it's busy, now there's no answer.

I'm sure Karen's in some kind of trouble.

Don, I'm gonna have to go out there.

- I told you not to send her out there alone.

- I'm leaving right now.

- Look, honey, even if there is something wrong,

what good could you do?

Estelle, do you think I can impose upon Otis

to bring Karen back to the city.

- Oh, I'm sure he wouldn't mind at all, Don.

- I wouldn't normally ask, but

you can see how upset Frances is.

- I'll call him right away,

but I can't guarantee I'll find him there.

Dr. Vorel, please.

His wife.

- Hello, Karen.

It's me, Otis, do you remember?

You don't want to talk to me, do you, Karen?

I'll bet you don't want to talk to anybody.

You don't like intruders, do you, Karen?

You don't have to be afraid of me.

You can trust me.

I'm not going to hurt you,

I'm not going to take anything away from you.

Maybe we could talk a little, make you feel better.

Would you like that, Karen?

Why don't we go up to the house and

you can lie down and talk to me like that.

I know you must be very tired.

Very tired.

Come.

Let me take you by the hand, come on.

Come with me, that's a good girl.

Come on.

Come on, come on.

It's all right, it's OK.

Come on, Karen.

Stop, Karen, come on.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Why don't you just lie right down?

That's a good girl.

- Help me, Otis, I need you.

I need someone.

- Yes, I know, I know you do, dear.

- I'm not crazy, really.

I'm not.

I loved a man

and he left me.

And I was depressed,

and tired, so, so, so tired.

We were...

I need to feel a man's arms around me.

I need to feel like a woman.

That's what's wrong with me.

Hold me, Otis.

- I told your family there was nothing to worry about.

You know, Karen dear, I know what it's like to be lonely,

to feel all alone.

- Yes.

That's it, Otis.

I've been alone,

terribly alone.

Tell me.

Do you find me attractive?

I mean, would you think of me not as a patient?

- Of course I find you attractive.

I think you're beautiful.

Young and beautiful.

You really doubt that you're a woman?

Here,

let me prove how attractive I find you.

- Let's make this a vacation, a holiday,

just the two of us.

No one would know.

I find you terribly exciting and attractive.

- Do you really, Karen?

You know, I could never be doing this

if you were my patient.

I could never think of myself as a psychiatrist again.

But this is different.

I mean, you're not mentally ill.

To me, you're just Karen.

Lovely, desirable woman

You know, I think it'd be better for everybody concerned

if we just kept this between ourselves.

- Of course.

It's a secret for just the two of us.

That's right, Otis, that's the way.

- You know, I can't understand why Frances was so upset.

I don't see where on earth she got the idea...

She got the idea that you were in such desperate trouble.

You know, sometimes our relatives create

problems where they don't exist

because of their own inadequacies.

You seem perfectly normal to me,

in fact, better than normal.

Well, I can't sit around here all day.

I better get back to Frances and

report that her sister is perfectly sane.

You know, I never had a better day in my life.

I got to take a shower, why don't you fix us some coffee?

Karen, please, please, I have to leave,

and I'm sorry, Estelle's waiting dinner

and I have a mountain of paperwork.

I'm very flattered,

but you'll be all right.

Now, if you don't want to stay,

pack your bag and come back with me,

I'm sure Frances would love to see you.

- Please don't go.

Stay with me here.

Don't leave me alone. - Karen.

Karen, it's impossible, please.

Please, Karen - Please, look.

- Karen, it's not the end of the world,

I'll see you in the city.

Yes, now look, be a good girl and make some coffee.

Come on. - No, no, you stay here.

Please. - Karen, Karen.

- Please, please, I can't go.

I can't stay. - Karen, please.

- Please, please hold.

Karen.

- Please stay with me here.

- Karen, Karen.

Bring me a towel, I've got soap in my eyes.

Karen, Karen.

Karen, I got soap in my eyes, would you hand me a towel?

Karen.

Oh, that was fast.

Here, give it here.

- Karen?

Karen?

Karen, where are you?

Karen?

Karen, it's me, Frances.

Karen, where are you?

Karen?

Karen, dear.

I thought I'd come out and see how you were getting along.

Getting a lot of sun?

Karen, can you tell me where Otis is?

Otis was here, wasn't he?

Did he leave, Karen dear?

What happened when Otis left?

Karen, I'm gonna take you back with me.

I'll pack your things.

Karen, where are your clothes, there's nothing here.

Nevermind, we'll just go.

Come along.

- No!

I won't leave my friends.

You can't make me go!

I won't leave them, no, no!

No!

- Who are you talking about?

What friends?

Karen!

Karen, wait.

Karen, what are you doing under there?

- You can't take them away from me.

They're my friends, they belong to me!

- Oh my god.

Operator.

Get me the police.

Police.

Yes, an accident.

Get me the police.