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(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(LOUD MUSIC PLAYS)

(GUNSHOTS)

(GRUNTING)

HOLDEN: They say
my generation is jaded,

brought up in a time when
there's no faith in God,

government, people, anything.

I always liked to
think of myself

as more optimistic than that.

(GUNSHOT)

But I have to admit,

when you get in
a situation like this,

there's only one message
that flashes in your head

like a bright, red,
burning, neon sign.

Trust no one.

(GUNSHOT)

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

I'm dying here.
Can we start?

Ready?

The camera loves this kid.

(CAMERA BEEPS)

State your name, please.

Holden Price.

CLARKSON: And you agree to
have this interview recorded?

HOLDEN: Yes.

CLARKSON: All right, then.

Go ahead.

MORMINO: Maybe you could try
telling us the truth this time.

(DOOR CLOSES)

I graduated from
Harvard last spring.

I didn't have any family there.

My mom had died the year before.

And my father...

Well, I guess I was just
hoping for too much.

Don't get me wrong.

He always provided well for me,

even after he
and my mom split up.

HOLDEN: For the last 11 years,

he made sure that I went
to the best prep schools,

that I got into Harvard,

that I had money to travel
during summer vacations.

When it came to money,
he always came through.

But when it came
to what really mattered,

that's another story.

We hadn't seen each other
in over two years.

Then out of the blue,
he called and said,

"Come to Chicago."

After traveling
in Europe for a year,

I really had no place to go,

so what the hell.

I thought maybe this time

I'd be getting more
than just a check.

They say graduation's supposed
to be a step into the future,

but I couldn't go forward
until I dealt with my past.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(HUMMING)

Psst.

(GASPS)

Holden. (LAUGHS)

Madeline.

You scared me half to death.

Come here. Come here.

Give me a hug, boy.
(LAUGHS)

You've been bad.

You don't come visit us.
What's wrong with you, boy?

You don't like us anymore?

I saw the world, traveled
a bit while I was still young.

Oh, yeah, you're so old now.

Oh, I missed you so much.

It's great to see you, too.

So, where is he?

Upstairs.

He has a big surprise,

but he said I couldn't tell.

Better between father and son.

Go.

Go.

I'm really happy you're here.

So am I.

(SIGHS)

See you in a bit.

Mason?

(WATER RUNNING)

(SIGHS)

So, what's this big surprise?

Mason?

Dad?

Um, sorry.

Close the door behind you.

Yeah. Yeah, sorry.

(SIGHS)

MASON: Hey.

You little bastard.

Oh, look at you.

Oh, man.

I must be getting old
because you're all grown up.

What's this, Nikes?

You trying to give me
a heart attack?

They're just sneakers.

Well, if they're just sneakers,
then wear mine next time.

All right, okay.
(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)

So, you had a good time
in Europe?

Yeah, it was great.

Listen, I'm sorry I couldn't
make your graduation.

The union was busting my butt.
They still are.

It's this whole
overseas-production thing.

Don't sweat it.
It's been going on...

Yeah.

Wait. Wait. Wait.

(CHUCKLES)

(KNOCKING)

Sweetheart?

Baby, you decent?

Come here.

Lana, I want you to meet
my son, Holden.

Hi.

Hi.

What do you think?

He's cute.

(CHUCKLES)

Uh, so, how long
have you guys been dating?

Dating, hell.
We're married.

Holden, say hi to your new mom.

(CHUCKLES)

Hi, son.

(LAUGHS)

(GRINDING)

(SIGHS)

So, why didn't you tell me?

What? Lana?
Yeah.

I wanted to surprise you,
to see the look on your face.

And it was worth it.

You want some?
No, thanks.

This is the best stuff
on the planet.

One of these a day,
and I'm gonna live to be 100.

(SCOFFS)

What's the matter?

Aren't you happy
for your old man?

Yeah, I'm just
a little blown away.

Yeah.

Have you ever been
to the Greek Islands?

Yeah. My old girlfriend and I
went there once.

It's a romantic place, right?

Yeah, very.

We were on this deserted beach
in Mykonos,

white sands, golden sunsets.

What could I do? (CHUCKLES)

I fell hard.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

Plus, I haven't had sex
like this in years.

(LAUGHS)

(CHUCKLES)

We had tons of wedding
pictures taken.

I'll show you. It'll seem
like you were there.

It was huge.

Every local and tourist
on the island showed up.

Really?

And now we got to get ready.

We're going to a fundraiser
I'm hosting

at my new
corporate headquarters.

They're gonna name a wing
of a museum after me.

Throw enough money around,

they'll name anything after you.

Anyway...

I'm glad you're here, son.

Me too.

(SIGHS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(APPLAUSE)

(CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICKING)

Thank you. Thank you.

Look, it's the man who talked me

into giving all my money
away to a museum.

Oh, no, no, no.
Your wife did that.

I just convinced her to help me.

Oh, they're coming at me
from all sides.

Holden, meet Harry Dupree,
my lawyer.

The best damn criminal lawyer
in Chicago.

So, so, so,
this is the Harvard boy.

MASON: That's right.

Beats the hell out of
that second-rate school

you went to.

I'd hardly call Yale
"second-rate."

Yeah, but Harvard's Harvard.

(LAUGHS)

HARRY: I'm glad you could join
us for your father's big night.

Yeah, me too.

Which reminds me,
I need your help.

We have to motivate
our guests' generosity.

Honey, why don't you
show Holden around?

Okay. I'd love to do some
mother-and-son bonding.

That's what I like to see,
one big, happy family.

Oh, champagne.

Thanks.

MASON: Who's got the money?

Just about everybody.
I only brought in the best.

Now, wait.

You know, you have
your father's good looks.

Whose heart did you break
in college?

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

Stacy.

But she broke my heart about
a week before graduation.

Stacy was an idiot.

That's what you get
for dating a drama major.

Uh, look,

I'm really, really sorry about
barging in on you like that.

Shh. That'll be our secret.

(CHUCKLES)

It's gonna be really nice
having you around.

I'm so tired of hanging out
with Mason's friends.

Pretty boring, huh?

(SIGHS) They don't like me much.

They think I'm after his money.

To hell with them.

The most interesting aspect
of this antique

Navaho necklace
is its intricate design.

This was a peace tribute
that one tribal leader

would have given
to another chief's wife.

The opening bid
is set at $150,000.

Wow.
Not bad.

AUCTIONEER: 155. 155.

I'll be back.

AUCTIONEER: 160 over here.
Yes. 170.

170,000.

Do I hear 180? 180?

190!

Do I hear 200?

Final bid is 190.

Do I hear 200?

200. Do I hear 210?

220.

220.

Going once.

Holden, this is Nicole.

Hi.
Hi.

I am so glad you came.

Oh, are you kidding?
I'm thrilled.

I never get to go out
this fancy.

I'm Lana's running partner.

Oh, okay.

I told you he was cute.

(LAUGHTER)

(APPLAUSE)

That's my cue.

Forget Stacy.

"Stacy"?

Never mind.

MASON: To all my friends
and associates out there,

I want to thank you for coming
and tell you now is the time

to dig deep in those pockets

and purses and place your bids.

And just to get
the ball rolling...

(CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICKING)

I have just bought this little
trinket for my new bride.

(APPLAUSE)

It's exquisite.

MASON: It better be
for what it cost.

Can you really put
a price on beauty?

Everything has a price,
even beauty.

Well, it's getting late.

Thanks for helping me out
this evening.

Sure.

Good night.

Mason, good night.

Yeah.

We'll talk soon, I'm sure.

HOLDEN: Yeah!

I'll walk you out.

(SIGHS)

It's beautiful, isn't it?

(SIGHS)

Yeah. It is.

Good time tonight?

I had a great time,
and I love my gift.

I saw you talking to Harry.

Yeah, I thought he did
a great job with the evening.

MASON: (LAUGHS) Really?

It looked like more
than that to me.

What are you talking about?

Well...

Flirting with someone
who works for me

makes you look so cheap.

How many times
do I have to tell you that?

Ow. You're hurting me.

Are you sleeping with Harry?

What are you talking about?

Are you sleeping with him?

Dad.

LANA: Baby?

What do you think?

(SIGHS)

Oh, don't let me see that
ever again.

Baby.

(SIGHS) Oh...

It's okay.

(FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING)

Good morning.

Hey.

These damn aphids
are all over the place.

I'm gonna get rid of them
if it kills me.

Are you okay?

Sure.

Last night, it was
pretty intense.

I'll be fine.

Thanks.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Hey, buddy, time to go.

(CHUCKLES)

When did you get this?

Last month.

She's my new favorite toy.

(EXHALES) Oh. Man.

You're making me nervous.

She'll dent from just
you looking at it.

Let's go. Come on.
Wow.

So, what are we gonna do today?

I have to go by the office
and sign a contract,

but then you and me
are gonna hang out.

I'm taking the day off
to be with my son.

So, I didn't get a chance
to ask you,

what do you think
of my new digs?

It's great. It looks even
bigger during the day.

I started out with one
running store in 1972,

and I turned it into this.

But you see,
this is why I missed

all those school plays
and graduations.

What?
(WHISPERS)

Oh, damn it.

Union problems.
This is gonna take a while.

Buddy, I think we're gonna
have to cut our day short.

That's okay.

Well, we'll make up for it
some other time, though.

No problem.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Hey.
Hey.

I was just looking for you.

What happened?
Your father blow you off?

Yep.

Yeah, me too.

(SCOFFS)
No rest for the wicked.

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah, he canceled dinner.

Oh, really?

Well, let me take a shower,

and we can go have
fun ourselves.

Okay. Cool.

(ENGINE SHUTS OFF)

Come on. I'll take you
to my favorite hangout.

You drive. (CHUCKLES)

Mason will have a coronary.

I'll handle him.

I have a lot of experience
handling men like him.

Come on.
I've got it under control.

(CHUCKLES)

Let's go.
(ENGINE TURNS OVER)

You're crazy.
(LAUGHS)

HOLDEN: This is
your favorite hangout?

Dollar shots and the best
jukebox in town.

(ENGINE TURNS OFF)

Does my father know
you come to this place?

I don't tell your
father everything.

What's the matter, frat boy?

This place beneath you, too?

(GIGGLES)

So, how do you like the car?

It's pretty nice.
It must have cost him.

Oh, no.

It's closed.
Oh, it's not a big deal.

We'll go to another bar.

I don't like other bars.

Hang on.

The owner's a friend of mine.
He usually leaves the...

Yeah! (LAUGHS)

The key!

This is crazy.

Come on.

I'll leave some money
on the bar.

(LAUGHS)

Come on.

Two beers.

(JUKEBOX PLAYING MUSIC)

The crazy things you do
when you're a kid.

Why an alligator?

'Cause I grew up around them.

Whiskey?

No. No. (CHUCKLES)

You're gonna drink it with me.

Bottoms up.

Bottoms up.

(SIGHS)

Why are you looking
at me like that?

You think I wouldn't come
to a place like this?

For starters.

Well, your father's friends
don't come here.

I can be myself.

And it reminds me of the
boring little town I came from

where all we did was
get drunk...

And get laid.

(CHUCKLES)

Ooh.

HOLDEN: Are you gonna tell
it again sometime?

Don't steal my jokes.

(LAUGHS)

The next time I get
drunk with my friends.

HOLDEN: (CHUCKLES) Yeah,
you've got to be drunk.

(LAUGHS)

So, where's this place you get
drunk and laid all the time?

Okeechobee, Florida.

You're looking at 100%
good old American white trash.

Get out.

Yeah. Half my family's been
on Jerry Springer.

(LAUGHS)

Your father's house
is a long way from home.

Yeah. Yeah, for me, too.

Yeah, but it's
a little different.

(LAUGHS)

I didn't grow up
in that mansion.

Oh, I didn't mean to say that you
were a spoiled brat or anything.

It's just that I think that

my sob story tops yours.

What's your sob story?

Oh, well...

Maybe some other time.

I'm having way too much fun.

(LAUGHS)

I think I've had enough.

Wait. Just one more.

One more.

(SOFTLY) That wasn't
so bad, was it?

(CAR APPROACHES)

There's somebody here.

Get the bottles.

LANA: Come on.
Get the bottles.

(JUKEBOX CONTINUES PLAYING)

(JUKEBOX STOPS PLAYING)

(FOOTSTEPS DEPART)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(DOOR LOCKS)

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(SIGHS)

(ENGINE TURNS OVER)

(LAUGHING)

We should go.

(LAUGHING) I know.

This is wrong.

(WHISPERS) Yeah, I know.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

MASON: Why did you go out
until 8:00 at night?

And why did you have to
take my car?

Why couldn't you take your car?

You know what that car
means to me.

Good morning, you two.

You slept well.
Hmm.

I slept like a 50-year-old baby.

I had this incredible dream

that I went down to the garage,

and no one had touched
my little convertible.

Did you tell him about Nicole?

"Nicole"?

Yes, he invited her over
for dinner on Friday.

She phoned last night while
you two were out on the town,

and I invited her.

I think you and Nicole
might really hit it off.

Sure. Whatever.

MADELINE: Breakfast!

Breakfast!

The best cook
in the state of Illinois.

Oh, hey.

What's that?

Buckwheat pancakes.

And what's this?
Fresh mango?

That's right.
It's your favorite.

Is she the best or what?

Give me a kiss.

Oh, I'm sorry, sir,
but I'm married.

MASON: I won't tell
if you won't.

(LAUGHTER)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Madeline.

Madeline, you dropped something.

There.

What's this?

Oh, my goodness.

Happy birthday.

You remembered?

Happy birthday, Madeline.

Happy birthday.

Thank you.

(GASPS)

A week at the spa.

Wow.
Mm-hmm.

You better go get your stuff.

The limo's gonna
be here at 10:00.

A limo?
Yeah.

Thank you so much.

All right.

(SNIFFLES) Thank you.

Go get ready.

We'll clean up here.

She works so hard for us.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

The limo's right on time.

MASON: Madeline.

That was nice of your father.

What the hell is going on?

Nothing. I handled it.

He's never gonna find out

about that ever.

It was a mistake.

It never happened.

MASON: What never happened?

Nothing, we were
just talking about

how wonderful you are
to Madeline.

Oh.

That's why I love you.

Oh, baby.

Why don't we have
some fun today,

make up for yesterday?

Sure. What did you
have in mind?

I thought you were supposed
to be good at this, buddy.

Come on, man. I'm in my 50s.

You've got to cover me
better than that.

Next basket wins.

You've got to keep
your cool, son.

(GRUNTS)

Don't you ever
touch my car again.

LANA: Are you okay?

I'll survive.

Why aren't you in bed?

Mason was snoring.

He took some sleeping pills.

He's got a lot on his mind.

What is that?

Nothing.

He's a bastard, okay?

He treated my mother like crap,

and he does the same to you.

I've known worse.
(SIGHS)

Don't make excuses for him.

I'm sorry about what happened.

I blame myself.

I wanted it just as much
as you did.

That doesn't matter.

We have to forget about it.

Can you really do that?

Because I can't.

Don't.

Then why are you here?

Oh, please.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Hey, buddy.

Have you seen Lana?

No.

MASON: I thought
I heard voices.

I didn't hear anything.

I guess she's downstairs
watching TV.

Apparently, I snore.

(CHUCKLES)

Sorry.

Go back to sleep.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

Listen, about this afternoon...

I just have to win.

It's in my nature, I guess.

That's okay.

I'll see you tomorrow.

LANA: Hey, I thought
I heard your voice.

MASON: Where were you?

LANA: In the hall bathroom.
I didn't want to wake you up.

Come on. Let's go to bed.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Have a good day.

How much of this is

about you getting back at Mason?

How about none of it?

I don't believe you.

(LAUGHS)

But to tell you the truth,
I don't care.

I understand.

I know what it's like to have
a son of a bitch for a father.

Yours is...

Only interested in his money.

Mine was only interested
in what was between his legs.

He fooled around a lot?

Yeah, you could say that.

He was a drunk,

and to get his kicks,
he would come into my room

at night and feel me up
under the covers.

I'm sorry.

Your mother didn't do anything?

Well, she was a lovely lady.

It was just that
she was his doormat.

See, I told you my sob story
was worse than yours.

But he got his.

What do you mean?

Well...

When my little sister turned 13,

he started looking at her
the same way

that he looked at me,

and I couldn't let him
screw up her life...

The way he did mine.

What happened?

He loved to go boatin'

in the Everglades.

Gator hunting.

I guess, if that's
what you could call it.

He would chum the waters,

and as the gators would come up

to the surface, he'd shoot them.

He said that that was
his way of relaxing.

Sick bastard.

(SIGHS)

But he had a weakness,

whiskey.

So one day...

I put a bottle of his favorite

rotgut into his lunch bucket

with a pretty little note on it.

It said, "From your
favorite girl."

And I knew that one sip
for him was

the whole bottle.

The sheriff said that

he must have passed out
and fallen over,

that the glades
swallowed him up.

So they never found his body.

I like to think that
the gators got their revenge.

(WHISPERS) Good old Dad.

NICOLE: That's why I decided

to go into broadcast journalism.

I mean, it's live.
It's real.

(CHUCKLES) It's exposing
the truth to people,

showing the world as it
really is.

I mean, you shoot it.
You cut it.

And at night, it's
on the nightly news.

It's really very exciting.

And you go to school for this?

Yes, sir, night classes

at the community college.

Thank you.

But I'm also
a part-time stringer.

I mean, you never know.

You know that story last week
that was on WHHN

about the bear that was loose?

A lot of my footage
was used in that story.

It's really about being at the
right place at the right time.

It sounds very interesting.

Actually, this is
a newfound passion.

It's not what I studied
in college.

Where did you go undergrad?

Emerson College in Boston.

Holden just graduated Harvard

and went bumming around
Europe on my dime.

Hmm. Wow. Harvard.

MASON: Wow.

But now it's time
to settle down,

make something of yourself,
right, Holden?

Well, actually,
I've been meaning

to talk to you about that.

But maybe later.

Well, we're all friends here.

Speak.

Well, um...

I've become interested
in architecture.

I've been studying it

in Venice, Athens,

and particularly Florence.

You know, I've given
it a lot of thought,

and I think I'd like
to go back to school

to become an architect.

So, you mean you want
to spend more time

bumming around Europe,

looking at old buildings
and cathedrals

that don't mean a damn thing
in the real world.

What a waste.

I've given you
the best education.

I've given you
the best opportunities,

but it doesn't mean
a damn thing unless

you have a plan.

And I mean a plan

that you can take to the bank.

So here it is.

You're gonna forget about school

and come and work with me,

learn the business.

With my help

and your credentials,

by the time you're my age,

you'll have more money
and power than God.

Now, that's a plan.

And I've got an early one,
so I'm gonna hit it.

I assume you guys are gonna
go dancing or something.

I don't know.
Yeah, if you want.

Sure.

Well, just make sure
he comes home in one piece.

He's got a big day tomorrow,

gonna bag his first deer.

Oh. That sounds manly.

Are you coming?

Yes.

You two have a good night.

(SOFTLY) Thanks. Bye.

Both of you.

So...

What do you want to do?

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

Want some?

That's okay.

What happened?

I walked her to her car,
and she drove home.

Why? She's cute.

You look good together.

(SIGHS) Cut it out.

Tonight was hard enough.

Yeah.

What are we doing?

This is nuts.

I have to get out of here.

Why?

"Why?"

He wants to control my life.

He offered you a job.

(SIGHS)

Give me a break.

He doesn't care about me
or what I want.

He only cares about himself

and what will make him
look good.

Don't you get it?

He'll be on my case 24-7,

watching every move I make.

(SOFTLY) He'll suck
the life out of me.

I have to get out of here.

What about me?

(SIGHS)
What happens to me?

I want to be alone with you.

If it was just the two of us,

I could do this
any time I wanted.

LANA: Do you have to do this?

What's the problem?

I don't like hunting.

A bunch of people in
the woods with guns,

it's dangerous.

Well, A, no one asked you.

And B, we'll be fine.

Yeah, but still,
accidents happen.

Let's go.

(ENGINE TURNS OVER)

(BIRDS SQUAWKING)

MASON: Beautiful day,
isn't it?

HOLDEN: Yeah.

MASON: So, have you thought
about what I said last night?

HOLDEN: Yeah.

MASON: Good.

Let me ask you,

do you have any idea
what the hell Lana does

while I'm at work?

What do you mean?

I don't know.
I can't reach her.

She never answers her cellphone.

I just can't seem to reach
her at all these days.

Ah, don't worry about it.

Hey.

These are fresh.

Big, too.

It must be a buck.

You follow the path.

I'm gonna circle around,

chase him right
back at you, all right?

Okay.

(RUSTLING)

(GUN COCKS)

(GUN UNCOCKS)

The trail's gone cold.
Let's move on.

(SIGHS)

Hey.

How was your workout?

(PANTING) I think
I overdid it a little.

You want your shake?

You know how to make them?

I've seen you do it
enough times.

You know, it's my mission

to have you drinking
them by Christmas.

Not a chance in hell.

I don't know how you
put these things down.

I see you were looking
at the pictures.

Is that romantic or what?

Definitely.

It brings back a lot of memories

from when I was there.

A beautiful place
to get married.

MASON: Yeah,
that was quite a day.

(JUICER GRINDING)

Huh.

Here, Dad.

Thanks.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

Has Lana been acting strange
to you lately?

I don't know.

I think something's up.

I can see it in her eyes.

I can hear it in her laugh.

I think she's cheating on me.

Uh... Are you sure?

No.

But I'll know soon.

Holden, what's going on?

Why are we meeting
in a hotel room?

He knows.

He doesn't know it's me,
but he suspects

you're having an affair.

It's only a matter of time.

We can be more discreet.

I'm leaving.

No.

I can't stay.

I'm going home,

packing my things,
and leaving tonight.

I'm sorry, but it's over.

Holden, wait.

Please.

Please.

Please sit down.

If you really
wanted it to be over...

Why'd you have us meet
in a motel?

(SIGHS)

Lana?

(GROANS)

MAN: Hey, dude.

You got the time?

Yeah.

It's five past 10:00.

Have you got a buck?

(ENGINE TURNS OFF)

MAN: I don't know, it's 42...

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

MAN: Cut 27 times,

stabbed four times with
an un-serrated blade

approximately 40 inches
in length.

Murder weapon is obviously
the, uh, missing sword.

Time of death?

Oh. Tricky.

Killer cranked
the air-conditioning.

Closest I could say
the time of death

without an autopsy
would be somewhere

between 6:30 and 8:30.

How's 8:22, give or take?

Yeah, that could be.

So, where's the son?

In the study.

How is he?

Seems nervous.

CLARKSON: Mr. Price,

I'm Detective Lucille Clarkson.

This is Lieutenant
Victor Mormino.

I know this has got to be

a particularly difficult time
for you, but,

you know, we're gonna have
to ask you some questions.

We got to fill out reports,
you know, that kind of thing.

It should only take
about an hour or so,

and we were thinking
we'd head back to the station,

get you out of all this.

CLARKSON: We'd also like

to ask your stepmother
some questions.

Do you have any idea
where she might be?

VICTOR: Is she usually
out this late?

Sometimes.

I don't know.

Okay.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

MAN: He's over here.

What's going on?

After talking to my father,

I left the house
at about 6:00,

went to a movie.

MORMINO: Which theater?

The Imperial.

Saw The Godfather,

the first one.

LANA: Mason wasn't
home when I left,

which was about 5:00,

5:30.

I wanted to do some shopping, so I
skipped dinner, and I went to the mall.

And then on my way home,

a friend of mine called.

The show let out about 9:30.

And it was about...

7:00, 7:45, 7:45...

When I went over
to her apartment.

I'd set her up with my stepson,

and it didn't go too well, so
she wanted to talk about that.

I drove home, came inside,

poured myself a brandy
in the living room,

then went to the kitchen
to get something to eat.

(INHALING SHARPLY)

That's where I found him.

And I stayed with Nicole...

Till about 11:00
and then I drove home.

CLARKSON: When you arrived at the house,
you didn't see anyone, hear anything?

No.

MORMINO: Do you have
a contact for Miss...

MORMINO: Nicole Cashper?

I can get that for you, yes.

MORMINO: Any ideas as to who might
have done something like this?

No.

No.

The police said your place should be
available for you in the next few days,

once they complete the
crime scene investigation.

In the meantime,

my house is your house.

Lana. Lana.

What are you doing in here,
Harry could catch us.

(EXHALING) Where were you?

On my way home, Nicole
called and wanted to meet.

For what?

She knows about us.

She saw us together on the
night that we all had dinner

and videotaped us
through the window.

Everything. I saw it myself.

And to make matters worse,
she wants money.

$100,000.

How are we gonna...
Don't worry about that. I'll take care of it.

If anybody sees that tape...

Did you tell the police
anything about us?

Of course not.

Okay, good.

Just don't worry about it.
I'll protect you.

Now, come on.

You'll protect me?
What do you mean you'll protect me?

Go.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I loved your father very much.

He was a good man to me,
a decent person,

but I cannot go back
to the house now. I cannot.

Madeline.

Please understand.

You take care
of yourself now, okay?

I have to talk with you.

Not here.

Then let's go somewhere else.

(LOUD CLATTERING)

Is everything all right?

Holden, you wanna give me a hand
with something over here, please?

You know, your father
had everything in his life,

except for one thing...

His youth.

I think he saw in Lana a way
to recapture some of that.

I tell you, he was feeling
pretty vulnerable with her.

He came and saw me
the other day.

He was suspecting her
of having an affair.

You think Lana killed my father?

No, her story was confirmed.

She was at Nicole Cashper's at
the time of your father's death.

No, besides, somebody her size
couldn't overpower your father.

Somebody else could have...

Someone she was involved with.

We have to talk.

What did you mean
you would protect me?

That I still love you, and I would
never do anything to hurt you.

That I blame myself.

I should have ended it before...

All of this happened.

But nobody will know
what you did.

You really think I killed him?

Well, if you didn't, who did?

How do I know it wasn't you?

Because I was with you, and then I was
with Nicole. When could I have done it?

Maybe you had some help.

Maybe I had some help.

From who? From a lover?
Someone like you?

LANA: You know, they say the eyes
are the windows to the soul,

that the truth is there.

So if you're asking me
to believe you...

I'll believe you.

(SMIRKING)

Listen, I'm gonna stay
and talk to Harry.

I'll wait.

That's all right. I'll meet
you back at the house.

(ENGINE STARTING)

(EXHALING)

I remember when my father
divorced my mother,

and we moved to Connecticut.

Our house was really,
really quiet at night.

Except for the sound of my mom
crying in her bedroom.

(SWALLOWING)

And I hated him for what he did.

To her,

To us.

But that wasn't the worst of it.

When my mom became ill...

(SWALLOWING)

He never once
reached out to help her.

It was like she no longer
existed to him.

My father...

Was a selfish and cruel man.

Maybe deep down, I really
did want him to die.

For everything.

The way he treated you.

(SCOFFING)
The way he hit you.

Hit me? Your father
never hit me.

But your arm.

Yeah, I did that at the gym.
I never said he hit me.

I know you're scared.

I understand that.

But you're gonna be okay.

(BREATHING DEEPLY) Listen,
I gotta go get changed.

I gotta go meet Nicole.

I'm gonna go with you.

No.

She'll only deal with me.

How do I know I can trust you?

Baby...

I'm the only one you can trust.

HOLDEN: Where's the tape?

Holden!
Get him away from me!

HOLDEN: Where's the tape?
Holden!

Give me the tape!
Holden, you're messing everything up.

She's gonna give that tape to the police.
Is that what you want?

Let me handle this.

LANA: Get out of here.
I want that tape.

(CAR REVERSING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

(CELLPHONE RINGING)

(CELLPHONE BEEPING)

Hello?

Thanks.

So, what's up?

Nothing. I just wanted
to see how you were doing.

How are you doing?

You know.

Yeah.

(SIGHING)

(CHUCKLING) It's amazing how much
you remind me of your father.

He liked old movies, too.

The Godfather.

It was one of his favorites.

I saw it, too, but...

I can't remember how it ended.

How did that end again?

(CHUCKLING) Harry...

I've been through a lot.

I really don't feel like
talking about a stupid movie.

But you just saw it.

Didn't you?

Oh, right.

Yeah, the projectionist that day had
a problem with the 3:00 showing.

All showings that day
were canceled.

You got a lot to gain from your
father's death, don't you?

"Gain"? What are you
talking about?

The will.

You're the primary beneficiary.

What?

Me? What about Lana?

(SIGHING) She's not
mentioned in the will.

So, the real question is,
is that if you didn't do it...

Who did and why?

I didn't do it.

Unless you didn't do it
for the money.

HARRY: This arrived at
my office this afternoon.

There's no record
of who sent it.

Yeah, it looks like you
have been through a lot.

As executor

of your father's estate,

it is my job to protect you,

and if you want me to do that, you
better start telling me the truth.

I was gonna end it that night.

We met at a motel.

We made love one last time.

(INHALING SHARPLY)
When I got home...

My father was dead.

Lana was with you
the whole time?

No. (EXHALING)

I fell asleep. When
I woke up, she was gone.

Anybody see you?

Any record of you being there?

I paid in cash and
used a fake name.

(SIGHING) Okay.

We'll get somebody at the front desk
to ID you and confirm the time.

(EXHALING SHARPLY)

When I checked out,
they were closed.

Well, you need somebody to
establish you being there,

otherwise you've got
no alibi. Now, think!

HOLDEN: Yeah.
It's five past 10:00.

There was a homeless guy.

He asked me the time.

He can place me there.

Okay, we'll find him.

What about this?

It's blackmail.

Nicole Cashper made the tape.

She wants $100,000!

That's why Lana was at her
house the night of the murder.

If she was blackmailing you, why
would she send me the tape?

(CHUCKLING)

Because it has nothing
to do with blackmail.

(SIGHING)

HARRY: Somebody wants this
affair to be made public.

The fact that you and Lana had an
affair makes you look more guilty.

As you said, I'm the sole heir.

Who gains anything
from framing me?

(CHUCKLING) If you go to jail
for your father's murder,

you don't inherit his money.
She gets all assets.

More than enough to inspire a
murder, don't you think? Huh?

(EXHALING)

For a Harvard boy,
you're not too smart.

(DOOR OPENING)

(EXHALING)

(SNIFFLING)

I thought you said someone Lana's
size couldn't have killed my father.

Someone else could
have done it for her.

Who?

Maybe you weren't
her only lover.

(SIGHS)

Look, Holden, go home,

pack your stuff, come back
and stay here, all right?

In the meantime, I'll figure out
how we're gonna handle this.

Until then,

don't confront Lana.

And do not talk to anybody

about what was
discussed here, all right?

No one.

(ENGINE STARTING)

It's $100,000 for Nicole.

And what's this for?

Well, you can never
be too careful.

You took care of everything.

I always do.

(CLATTERING IN DISTANCE)

(RATTLING)

(GUNSHOT)

(GUNSHOT)

(STRUGGLING)

You wanna kill me?
You wanna kill me now!

(STRAINED) It's all over.
It was a mistake.

Do you wanna kill me?

Stop. (STRAINING)

(GASPING)

(SOBBING) I saw the light.
I thought it was a prowler

or even the person who killed Mason.
I was scared.

I saw the suicide note.

What are you talking about?
Stop it!

Holden, you're scaring me.

I'm so stupid.

I'm so stupid.

I loved you.

Don't come any closer!

What the hell's going on,
I'm telling you the truth!

It was a mistake!

Stay there.

Give me the gun.

Don't move!

You're not gonna kill me.

I love you.

I love you.

I'm sorry.

(ENGINE STARTING)

(KNOCKING) Harry, open up.
It's Holden.

(BEEPING)

(CHUCKLING) She took
care of everything.

She even used my computer
to write the suicide note.

All you need to get away with
murder is someone to take the fall.

You were meant to take the fall.

Is she still at the house?

I don't know.

Okay. Time to go
to the police.

That's it.

HOLDEN: That's everything.

All right. Thank you
very much, Mr. Price.

CLARKSON: We'd like you
to stay put.

(DOOR OPENING)

Good job, Holden.
(DOOR CLOSES)

CLARKSON: What about the wife?
She's missing.

Yeah, she's missing.
He probably killed her,

and if she is alive,
she's the one with the alibi.

Speaking of which,
Nicole Cashper is also MIA.

I got two guys at her place.
I got four others making the rounds.

My god, people!
The kid is guilty.

He has no alibi,
and he has motive.

What about the homeless guy?

Give me a break.
He never existed.

This kid has been spinning you
this long, shaggy dog story.

You two are being suckered
by this pretty boy.

Well, he isn't
gonna do it to me.

I handed you an arrest warrant
and I want it executed.

Holden Price,
you're under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent.
What? Harry.

Harry, what's going on?
You have the right to

have an attorney present now and
during any future questioning.

Harry!

HOLDEN: What is going on!

She ran.

I just got confirmation from
the gate attendant at O'Hare.

Lana Price boarded a plane
to Caracas yesterday morning.

Venezuela?
(MORMINO SCOFFING)

I doubt it's coincidence.

She picked the only South American country
we got no extradition treaty with.

Well?

You got a deal.

(TAPE RECORDER CLICKING)

State your name
for the record, please.

Nicole Anastasia Cashper.

When did Lana Price first approach
you regarding the crime in question?

Um...

Just before she introduced me
to Holden Price at a benefit

at his father's
corporate offices.

At first, I told her I didn't
want to do it, but we were...

It's okay. You've been
granted immunity.

Just tell them the truth.

Lana and I were lovers.

I, um...

I thought we were in love.

That's why I agreed
to go along with it.

She promised that once this was
all over we could be together.

Away from it all.

Rich.

All I had to do
was videotape her

and Holden together,

and then we would blackmail him.

Blackmail him for what?

His father was rich.

He had a trust fund.

A big one.

We could have it all. Holden would do
anything to keep the affair a secret.

Then one night,

she shows up at my house
covered in blood.

She told me
she'd killed Mr. Price.

And at first,
I didn't wanna believe her.

But there was all that blood.

CLARKSON: Did she have
the murder weapon?

No, she said...

No one would ever find it.

What did you do next?

I helped her wash up.

We burned her clothes.

And she told me then

that I would have
to lie to the police.

I had to be her alibi.

Why did you come to us now?

She told me she was going to kill Holden
Price and make it look like a suicide.

She said that would put
an end to everything and I...

I wanted so badly
to believe her.

But I was the only one who
knew what had really happened.

And if she could kill two
people she said she loved...

I might be next.

She's your killer.

Not Holden Price.

So, what do you think the chances
are of the police finding her?

Well, they'll try.

But it's tough if she's
out of the country.

Contrary to popular belief, most
murderers are never brought to justice.

Oh, I almost forgot.

You know, the one thing
that never made sense was

how she could pull off
that murder by herself.

Toxicology report.

Your father was
lethally poisoned.

HARRY: Tetraethyl pyrophosphate.
It's an insecticide.

It's odorless, colorless.

It kills aphids.

Commonly used in gardening.

HARRY: Your father was dead before
the first strike of the blade.

She wanted to make it look like
someone a lot stronger did it.

Someone like you.

I'm really sorry for everything
you've been through.

Thanks for everything.

Take care.

(SIGHING)

(CLUNKING)

NICOLE: You found it
right where I hid it.

(GUN COCKING)

I loved her.

She was everything to me.

We were gonna
be together forever.

Nicole Anastasia Cashper.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Call me Stacy, baby.

(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)

(GAGGING)

(MOANING)

(MOANING)

So, how was Venezuela?

(SCOFFS) How would I know?

I never left the
Caracas airport.

It's amazing how little attention
they pay to these pictures.

With makeup, hair,
the right clothes,

I walked in as Lana and out as
myself in less than an hour.

And my ass aches
from flying so long.

Best performance of my life, and
nobody can ever know about it.

That drama major paid off.
Mmm.

(KISSING)

What's that?

(CHUCKLING)

Take a look.

Notice anyone familiar
in the background?

What? What am I looking at?
Look closer.

Oh, my god.

(GASPING) That's us.
(CHUCKLING)

(LAUGHING)
At your father's wedding.

Pretty wacky, huh?

Another one of life's little ironies.
Hmm.

Us stumbling into that village
on that particular day.

And there he was...

My loving father
and his young, new wife.

I always knew I'd kill
that son of a bitch one day.
(LAUGHING)

Oh, let's do it. (STRAINING)

Murder makes me horny.
Not yet. Not yet.

I just found the murder
weapon, remember?

I'm calling the police.

Oh, baby, can't it wait?

No.

We've come this far.

We're sticking to the plan.

Did you get rid of the body?

Yeah.

Yeah, I got rid of it.

What a freakin' hassle.

I love you.

I'm sorry.

(GRUNTING)

Love's a bitch.

(EXHALING)

You okay?

(EXHALING SHARPLY)

(SIGHING)

Yeah.

Well, it worked like a charm.

So...

Aren't you gonna kill her?

No.

It's your turn.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Hacking up corpses
is one thing, but I...

I killed Mason.

Now it's your turn.

Either we're in this
together or we're not.

Then take her
out to the landfill.

By myself?

Oh, stop bitching!

(HOLDEN SCOFFING)

I have to go.

Then you do what you have to do.

Baby...

It's only gonna be
a little longer, okay?

Hey. Hey.

(GIGGLING)

(GIGGLING)

(GUN COCKING)

You stupid bitch.

I told you

to kill her and take her
to the landfill,

not the bluffs, the landfill.

NICOLE: She's gone.

No one could have
survived that fall.

What if the body floats up!

It didn't. I checked.
It disappeared. She is gone!

Are you a complete idiot?

I was down here.

I searched for over an hour.
I took a rowboat out in the lake.

She didn't come up, Holden.

The water is at least 50 feet deep out there.
She is never coming up!

I told you...

She's gone.

NICOLE: (GASPS) Oh, my god.

(LAUGHS) You see? It must
have come off when she hit.

That's all that's left.

This...

Is not happening.

(SIGHS)

Come here. Come here.

(KISSING)

The lake swallowed her up, baby.

I'm going to the cops.

You have to get out of here.

I'll see you at the
end of the week.

I can't believe it.
(CHUCKLING)

We're rich.

(LOUD MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC STOPS)

(BREATHING DEEPLY)

Yes, Detective Mormino?

(SIGHING) Thank god
you're there.

It's Holden Price.

I think you need to
come over here.

I think I just found
the murder weapon.

Yes, yes, I'm sure.

Okay.

Thank you.

Yes.

(TELEPHONE BEEPING)

(CHUCKLING)

(GUN COCKING)

I've been waiting for you.

(GUNSHOT)

(GROANING)

Don't you

dare scream, you bastard, 'cause
you don't know what pain is.
(CRYING)

LANA: Why?

(LAUGHING)

Screw you.

I want to know.

(GUNSHOT)

HOLDEN: You said
you understood.

I was another one of his
trophies, just like you.

To me...

It was another way to get
rich before I was 30.

And isn't that what
Dad always wanted?

Are you that heartless?

And you married him
for love, right?

You slept with his son!

Give me a break.

We're all the same.

We all wanted something.

Mason wanted a little hottie

to make himself feel young.

You wanted someone
to take care of you.

Me...

(CHUCKLING)

I wanted everything.

You would have
gotten everything.

You would have gotten all
of his money regardless.

But then...

(STRAINING) I'd have to
play by the bastard's rules.

I couldn't have that.

(CHUCKLING)

I loved you.

Sorry.

All you need to get away with murder
is to have someone to take the fall.

You were perfect.

Did you ever love me?

You're never gonna know.

(GUNSHOT)

(GUNSHOT)

Damn it!

(GUNSHOT)
(EXCLAIMING)

(GROANING)

(LAUGHING)

You bitch.

Trust me, that fall's
gonna hurt.

Shoot me!

(GUN COCKING)

(GUNSHOT)

(WATER SPLASHING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

Holden, give me your hand.

(SIRENS WAILING)

HARRY: It was a nice service.

Your father would
have been pleased.

Yeah, it was.

Your dad must have been a tough
man to have for a father,

but deep down,
I'm sure you loved him.

(SWALLOWING)

Yeah.

So, where are you headed?

Away.

(KISSING)

Ow. Ow. Careful, baby.
Sorry.

Check out my new ride.

Ooh, cool, daddy-o.

HOMELESS MAN: Hey, dude.

You got the time?

Yeah, it's 3:25.

HOMELESS MAN: You have a buck?

(CHUCKLING)

You're a saint.

HOLDEN: They say
my generation is jaded.

Brought up in a time when
there's no faith in God,

government, people, anything.

But whatever created
my generation came before me.

We didn't make all this up.

Our attitudes,
our way of looking at life.

We learned by example.

It's a tough time to be young,

yet somehow
we all learn to cope.

In the end, all you need

is a good plan.