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( crickets chirping )

( whistling )

( chanting in foreign language )

I thought I heard
something out here.

- It's after dark. Go home.
- I'm not quite finished.

Finish tomorrow.

I thought I'd hang around and thank
Mr. Reynolds again for the loan.

Stan, you've already
thanked him enough.

( phone rings )

That's probably him on the phone now.
Go home.

- Say hi to Ann and the kids, okay?
- Okay.

( ringing continues )

- Hello?
- Man: Honey?

Listen, you're talking to
the new senior vice president

of the overpriced and very distinguished
law firm of Geiger and Greenglass.

I never doubted it for a minute.

I don't know.

It's an unprecedented
lapse of judgment on Geiger's part.

( chanting continues )

Man:
Do you have any champagne?

( chuckles )
I want to get stinking drunk.

It's already in the fridge.

You're pretty smart,
aren't you?

Listen, no.

Everybody thought Larry
was a shoo-in.

Howard, pull off the road
right now.

- What?
- Howard, don't ask any questions.

Just pull off the road!

( gasps )

What do you...

( groans )

Howard! Howard!

Erica!

No!

( groaning )

( exclaims )

( gasps )

When I taught you these things,

it was to protect you
and your husband.

Not for this.
Never for this.

Go away, Maria.

If anything happens to him,
she'll know it was you.

Hadn't you better
go start dinner?

She'll know it was you,
and she'll kill you.

I'm not afraid
of Amelia Reynolds.

Well, I am,
and I'm afraid of you.

- ( door opens )
- Pack your stuff and go, then,

because I don't need you
anymore.

- Larry.
- What's going on?

Nothing.

- ( door opens, shuts )
- What's the matter with her?

You know her.
She's always in a snit about something.

And what is all this?

- Now, don't unravel.
- Erica...

And don't lecture me.
There's no point.

What is this supposed
to accomplish?

What does it matter?
You think this is all nonsense anyway.

- But you don't.
- ( phone ringing )

- Want me to get that?
- No!

Hello?

Larry, I think Howard
just had an accident.

- Amelia?
- I need to know

the name of the street
Howard uses to get home--

- the new shortcut he uses.
- Uh, Langdon.

Great, thanks. I'll call you
when I know something.

Bye.

Bad news?

Amelia thinks Howard
may have had an accident.

How awful.

What was it?

Why are you looking
at me like that?

Where are you going?

What do you think
you're doing?

- What do you think you're doing?
- I can't take this anymore.

You can keep the house.
It's yours anyway.

- Hell, keep everything.
- You're mine.

You can't break the spell.
- Stop it!

- It's time you faced the truth.
- That is what I'm doing.

You loved Carol Powell,
but you married me. Why?

Larry:
Because you put a spell on me, right?

Well, guess what?
It's worn off!

Erica: And now you're afraid
I've killed Howard.

Believe what you want.

Darling, don't be silly!

If you leave,
you'll just come back again.

- What's the point?
- Let go!

Will you listen for a minute?

I'm tired of listening!
Now, let go!

( screaming )

Erica!

Erica?

Erica?

Hey. Erica?

You'll never...

be rid of me.

Never. Nev--
( shudders )

- ( thunder roars )
- Erica, baby.

( groans )

Larry?

- Go away.
- We have to talk.

Leave me alone.

Things are going to
start happening to you now.

Bad things.

If you need my help,
I'll be here for you.

Just get out of here!

( coyote howls )

( dramatic music plays )

Howard: They wanted me
to stay in the hospital.

But I said the hell with it,
who can get any sleep in a hospital?

- I know what you mean.
- So how are you doing?

Hanging in there.

- You look like hell.
- Better than you.

Not much.
( chuckles )

You're not still staying
at the house, are you?

No, I'm over at Don and Kathy's.

Well, that's good.

What about Maria?

I got rid of her.

Huh. I liked her.

- She was strange, but I thought she--
- Let's not talk about her, all right?

Suit yourself.

Boy, this is a messed-up deal
altogether.

Thanks for putting up with me.

- You know, you're welcome to stay.
- Don't tell him that.

The sooner I get this over with,
the better.

- Go finish your painting.
- You take care.

- You don't have to walk me out.
- I want to make sure you leave.

Don't you feel guilty
when you do that?

What? You don't think
I smoke in front of Kathy?

- I know you don't.
- Let me tell you something.

If she wasn't so great in the sack,
I'd dump her in a New York minute.

So don't think
she calls the shots.

Peddle that yarn to somebody
that doesn't know you so well.

You didn't exactly rule
your roost either.

I didn't want to.

That's a good thing,
with a ball-buster like Erica.

You know what it is? I'll tell you.
It's sex. Makes you stupid.

Like you with Carol.

She was the best thing
that ever happened to you,

and who do you marry?
And why? I'll tell you why.

Because Erica was better
in the sack.

- I like your reason better than hers.
- What are you talking about?

Skip it.

She's still carrying a torch.

Erica? I hope not.

- Carol.
- Right.

Oh, like you didn't know.

- News to me.
- Sure, it is.

You didn't notice
that she's still single, huh?

- Because she's working her ass off.
- Uh-huh.

For my money,
she's the best lawyer in the firm.

Besides, the last thing I need now
is a relationship.

Listen, if things
don't work out,

if the home front gives you
the heebie-jeebies,

check into a motel, okay?

I've had enough of you
to last a lifetime.

I love you too.

So, John, tell me,
how are things at the firm?

Oh, not bad.
Not bad at all.

- Here you go.
- Thank you, Amelia.

Thank you, honey.

I was just asking Howard
how soon we might expect him back.

Well, conservatively speaking,

I'd say about the time
hell freezes over, John.

- Seriously.
- Seriously.

You're going to have to
find a new partner.

I don't believe it.
An old workhorse like you?

Believe it.

Now, if you gentlemen
will excuse me,

I will go finish
preparing the dinner.

I don't mind
so much for myself, John.

She just never signed on
for anything like this.

She will stick by you, Howard.

- And so will I.
- I know.

But we've got to be realistic.

These things...

take time.

All the time in the world
isn't going to help, John.

Trust me.

Quit farting around
and tell Larry Barnes

what you should have
told him in the first place.

If that's the way you want it.

That's the way it's got to be.

Erica's voice:
Is that you, sweetheart?

( soothing music plays )

Erica's voice:
Don't you think this music is relaxing?

Larry's voice:
Mmm!

You're too good to me.

I'm glad you think so,
'cause you're stuck with me forever.

( Larry chuckles )

I don't know about forever.

You're bewitched, my sweet.
You have no choice.

Look at the facts.

You loved Carol,
and she loved you.

I loved you more.
There's nothing supernatural about that.

I made you love me more.

You sure did.

Erica's voice: Yes, baby.

( moaning )

Yes, baby.

( squealing )

( moans )

( exhales )

Are you ready
for your birthday present?

- That wasn't it?
- Not quite.

Come out, come out,
wherever you are.

It was either this
or a subscription

to ''Truck and Driver.''

I hope I made the right choice.

( chuckles )
This is a joke, right?

I told you this might not be
such a good idea.

It's all right, Larry.
If you don't want to,

you won't hurt my feelings.

Oh, he wants to.
Don't you, honey?

- You fantasized about it often enough.
- Hey.

Just slide right on in here,
Maria.

I don't believe this.
This is a rib.

Make a believer out of him.

Erica:
Ooh, you two look very sexy.

Happy birthday.

You'll never be rid of me.

( classical music plays )

I feel funny about what we did.

I can't believe
you're not a little jealous.

Erica: Darling, you can't love
anybody but me.

Takes the worry right out of it.
Know what I mean?

Wish you'd be serious.

I am serious.

Erica?

I knocked, but I guess
you didn't hear me.

What are you doing here, Carol?

I called Kathy,
and she said you'd gone home.

I thought you might want
a little company.

- I appreciate the offer, but...
- You'd rather be alone.

Okay, I'll go,
if you stop listening

to this awful music
and go to bed.

- What, you don't like Debussy?
- I hate him.

I'm afraid to go
to sleep, Carol. I...

I keep seeing Erica.

Larry...

you have to stop
punishing yourself.

She won't leave me alone, Carol.

- Come on.
- ( ice cubes rattle in glass )

Let's get you to bed.

You'll never be rid of me.

What?

( footsteps )

( water running )

( water shuts off )

What are you doing here?
What? No!

( screams )
No!

( door creaking )

Larry:
Look, I want to thank you...

for everything.

I don't know what
I would have done if you hadn't...

Probably the same thing
that you did.

- Drink yourself into a stupor.
- Into a stupor.

Anyway, thanks.

- It's too soon.
- Yeah. Rebounds never work out.

So I've heard.

I don't want to hurt you again.

Then don't.

( moaning )

( moans )

( moans )

( panting, moaning )

( moaning )

( moaning continues )

That's way too sexy.

Authorities have found the bodies
of Mrs. Latarga

and her two teenage children

in the house behind me
early this morning.

Neighbors report that the Latargas
were quarreling last evening,

and police are still searching
for Stanley Latarga,

who they believe may be involved
in this terrible tragedy.

- Son of a bitch.
- Now let's go back to the studio

and Richard Hurtz
and see whether we're going to get

any of that rain
he's been predicting...

Just goes to show you
you never know about people.

Imagine, Stan...

You don't think
he did it, do you?

I don't know.

I'm going to go put the dinner
in the oven, okay?

Yeah.

It's me.
You were just on the news.

( sighs )

I'd better leave.
You'll get in trouble.

- No, don't you think like that.
- No, no. I shouldn't be here.

You sit down and listen to me.

You're not going anywhere
until you talk to Larry Barnes.

It really doesn't matter
what happens to me anymore.

Oh, yes, it does.
Don't think like that, Stan.

- Are you hungry?
- No.

It's going to be okay.

Woman: Good morning.
Geiger and Greenglass.

Oh, Mr. Greenglass passed away
two months ago.

Well, don't get mad at me.
I didn't make him choke on his steak.

- Morning, Trish.
- Hi, Mr. Barnes.

Could you do me a favor
and send a dozen roses

- over to Miss Powell?
- Ooh, that'll make good gossip.

I expect your discretion.

Then you should have
done it yourself.

- Oh, and by the way, here's your mail.
- Thanks.

And there's someone
waiting to see you.

All right.
Thanks, Trish.

- Are you Lawrence Barnes?
- Yes.

Mrs. Reynolds
told me to come see you.

We've met before, haven't we?

Well, I'm the gardener over there.
Maybe.

Oh, of course. Stan.

Come into my office.

Have a seat.

- Excuse me.
- Sorry.

So what can I do for you, Stan?

Well, I'm in a lot of trouble,
Mr. Barnes.

What kind of trouble?

Somebody just m--

murdered my family,

and the, uh...
the police think it's me.

I'll be all right in a minute.

Take your time.

- Trish, hold my calls.
- Right, Mr. Barnes.

I had a big argument
with Annie, my wife.

We went on
for about an hour.

Finally, I just... I left.

I didn't want to hit her.

So...

I drove around for about...

oh, I guess about an hour,

just to cool down,
you know?

And I came back,

and I knew something's wrong...

because the door was open.

And I went inside, and it was all--
they were--

they were just all sh--

( exclaims )
they were all sh-shot.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

No, one dozen, not two.

- Listen, it's for Carol Powell at Geig--
- What's for Carol Powell?

Oh, my gosh. Hold on.

It's supposed to be a surprise.

I'm surprised.
So tell me.

- Well-- well, here's your mail.
- Trisha...

Stan, you're not being
accused of anything,

but the police
have to question you.

If you want my advice,
turn yourself in.

I'll go with you.

I don't have an alibi.

You know what happens
when you don't have an alibi.

But you do have a good lawyer.

Unless you plan on running,

you're going to have
to face this sooner or later.

- Did your neighbors see anything?
- What's the difference?

Plenty. If anyone other than you
was seen entering the house--

I know what the system is like.
I know what happens.

They don't care about me
any more than you do.

Stan...

you asked me to help you.

Please, let me help you.

( in deeper voice )
Okay, Larry.

How can you help me?

First thing we do
is go to the police.

Do you know what it's like

watching someone
you love so much,

so feeble that he can't
pick up a magazine?

What are--

She did it, your wife.

And you're going to pay.

I think you should sit down, Stan.

Stan!
Somebody help!

Got to go.

Son of a bitch!

What is going on around here?

( shouts )

( in normal voice )
I'm so sorry.

What's going on in here?

Hey!

God, you two okay?

I'm okay. ( groans )
What the hell was that all about?

Yeah, Stan Latarga.

He's trying to leave
the building right now.

Latarga? The guy who just
murdered his family?

I thought he was innocent.

We all know what a swell judge
of character you are.

- Hey, what's this?
- Larry: I don't know.

- He must've dropped it as he left.
- It's kind of pretty.

If I were you, I'd get a gun.
You can borrow one of mine.

- Thanks, but no thanks.
- It's your funeral.

I just heard a big commotion.

Larry, you all right?

Yeah, just a minor altercation.

Good. I want you to
meet me on the patio.

There's something very important
I want to talk with you about.

Uh... excuse me.

( phone ringing )

- What's on your mind, John?
- Nothing to be concerned about.

In fact, it's good news.
Sit down.

Well, I guess it's apparent

that Howard is not going to be
coming back.

And since
the position is open,

I thought that perhaps
you might be interested.

John, I didn't want it
to happen this way.

Oh, of course you didn't.

Now, you should know that

Howard felt you were best
for the job from the very beginning.

Thank you for telling me that.

And oddly enough,
just between you and me,

you were the frontrunner
all the while.

Even I can't tell why
I changed my mind

at the last minute.

Obviously,
it was meant to be.

( rattling )

I must have fallen asleep.

How did you get in here, Maria?

Mmm, I used my key.

Remind me to change the locks.

You can have your key back.

What are you doing here, Maria?

- It's started, hasn't it?
- What are you talking about?

All day I felt it,
like ice on my back.

What do you want, Maria?

I want to help you.

You want to help me?
Leave me alone.

You need me, Larry.
Today was just the beginning.

How did...

Something did happen,
didn't it?

It's none of your business.

You still blame me
for her death, don't you?

If anyone's to blame, it's you.

Do I have to call the police?

How long are you gonna
use me as a scapegoat?

I didn't push her
off the balcony.

Go ahead. What are you waiting for?
An invitation?

Which felt better?

- Both.
- ( gasps )

( gasping )

( screams )

I can't do this.

Why?
You still hate me?

Obviously not.

Good.
Then we can talk now.

- Is this a game for you?
- It worked, didn't it?

How far were you
willing to go?

All the way.

( police radio chatter )

There were so many times

- I wanted to leave her, but I couldn't.
- I know.

It's like she had some kind
of a hold on me.

- She did.
- I know it was my own weakness.

You know,
the way you pretend

you want to do something nice
for somebody

so you won't be the bad guy.

You didn't have a choice.

When she went over that railing,
I was...

God help me,
I was relieved.

The last thing
she said to me was,

‘‘You'll never be rid of me,''

and I'm beginning to think
she was right.

I still see her,
I still hear her.

She's dead, Larry.

She can't come back.

You want to put that
in writing?

God, this is nice.

Sit here talking
about myself for--

So, how are you?

Oh, I'm all right.

You were seeing somebody...

uh, what's his name...

I'm not seeing anyone.

But I'm working on it.

You know, the best way to get rid
of ghosts is to clean house.

This is still Erica's house.

Her pictures are in every room,

and her clothes
are still in the closets.

Lucky for you.
You need something to wear home.

Maybe you ought to, uh,
try some of her stuff on.

( clears throat )

Do I make you nervous?

A little.

You don't have much faith
in your willpower,

do you?

Not at the moment, no.

Okay.

Clean house, Larry, ASAP.

You threw away all of Erica's
protections, didn't you?

- I'll bring more.
- Please don't.

- We'll talk about it tomorrow.
- It's not open for discussion.

( phone ringing )

Hello?

- Hello, Larry.
- Amelia, I was just going to call you.

Just a second.

I mean it.
I don't believe in that stuff.

No.
You believe in ghosts.

- You must be Carol.
- That's right.

Hi. I'm Maria.
I used to work here.

Hi.

I thought I'd stop by
to see how Larry was doing.

- Oh, how thoughtful.
- He and I didn't always get along.

- I wanted to mend the fence.
- Well, did you?

I think so.

That's good.

Well, if I don't see you again,
it was nice meeting you.

Oh, we'll probably
run into each other again.

He's on the phone,
so just go on in.

Thanks.

I didn't do anything to provoke him.
He just came after me.

Amelia, you've got to stop
worrying about Latarga

- and start worrying about yourself.
- ( clears throat )

Hi.

I just thought the new senior partner
might want to celebrate.

( chuckles )
Uh, well, that's Carol.

Yeah, she just walked in.

You know her.
Yeah, that's the one.

Amelia: I didn't know
you two were back together.

I hope it works out this time.

So do I.

Now, you've got
to listen to me here.

I didn't tell the police
about you and Latarga

because I didn't
want to get you involved.

- And I appreciate that.
- But maybe I was wrong.

No. If Howard found out
what I did...

Well, you know what a stickler
for the law he is.

- You could both be in danger.
- Nonsense.

- Stan's not gonna do anything to us.
- You don't know what he'll do.

Poor Stanley.

He's had his fair share of bad luck.
More than most.

Larry: Yeah, well,
if poor Stanley shows up,

you have to promise me
that you'll call the police.

Amelia:
Why would he come here?

Promise me,
or I'll tell Howard you hid him.

- That's blackmail.
- Promise?

Yes, Larry, I promise.

I don't know
what I would have done

if something had happened to you.

Well, just don't send me
any more clients.

( chuckling )
No more clients.

- Bye, Larry.
- Bye.

( phone beeps )

Who was on the phone?

You know,
If you're ever gonna get better,

you need to get out
of that wheelchair

- and start using your walker.
- Who were you talking to?

Aren't you going to watch
a good movie tonight?

Amelia, who was on the phone?

Larry Barnes, if you must know.

Howard:
And what were you talking about?

Stan.

God damn you.

I came to you for help,

- and you turned me into a fucking--
- Take it easy.

Stan:
You're frightening.

Listen,
you're not making any sense.

Put the gun down.
Let me look at that hand.

I busted through the window
to get this.

- You didn't think I'd remember, right?
- Remember what?

She knows.

But something
must have gone wrong.

'Cause here I am!

( siren wailing )

( police radio chatter )

I said I wanted to slow down.

That does not translate into
not wanting to see you anymore.

Look, if there's someone else,
tell me now.

- There isn't.
- What about Maria?

Is that what this is all about?
You saw Maria?

She's a friend, that's all.

That's not all she'd like to be.

Now, why would you say that?
Did you discuss it with her?

- No.
- Then how do you know?

I just know.

Look, asking you
to move in with me right now

would be like asking you
to board the Titanic.

I'm willing to take the risk.

Why don't you help me clean out
the cobwebs first, huh?

I want to give this place
a facelift--

new furniture, paint,
the works.

After that, we can discuss it.
What do you say?

I say I want to paint that wall.

Just that wall?

- ( stammering )
- ( imitating stammering )

( laughing )

Man on TV: More grim news
and surprising developments

in the shocking
Latarga murder case.

Stanley Latarga,
the prime suspect in the murder,

was shot and killed tonight
when he broke into the home

of Howard and Amelia Reynolds.

- Oh, my God.
- Threatening the couple with a gun,

Latarga had been the Reynolds' gardener
for six years.

The bizarre twist came
just moments ago,

when the police arrested
two young men

during an attempted robbery,
who have confessed

to murdering Ann Latarga
and her two children.

- Now on the lighter side of sports,
- Jesus.

here's Steve Barkette
with today's highlights.

( phone beeps )

- Okay.
- I thought the police would never leave.

- ( phone ringing )
- Whoever it is, I can't talk to them.

I'm exhausted.

- Hello?
- Amelia? Larry.

Carol and I were watching the news.
Are you all right?

Yeah, we're fine,
we're just really tired.

Can we call you
back tomorrow, Larry?

- Yeah, I understand.
- Amelia: Okay, then.

Um, listen...

Larry, did you happen to find
a little silver medallion?

I'm missing one.
I thought maybe Stan stole it

and dropped it at your office.

I got it on our trip to Budapest.
It's called a jinska.

Yeah, Carol's wearing it
even as we speak.

Wonderful.
That's great.

Why? You want it, don't you?

Oh, no, no.

Tell Carol that if she loves it,
then she can keep it.

You know better than
to argue with me.

So listen, we'll call you tomorrow
and give you the details, okay?

All right. Good night.
Take care.

All right. Bye.

- Coming to bed?
- No.

I'm going to go read
for a while, okay?

Sweet dreams.

( thunder rumbles )

You asleep?

I was.

Did you sleep with her?

- Who?
- Maria.

What kind of question is that?

I don't know,
but you just answered it.

Did Erica know?

Larry:
She was there.

- Erica: She was?
- It was her idea.

Carol:
And she watched?

Larry:
She did more than watch.

Oh, my God, that's so sick!

Don't ask questions
you don't want to know the answers to.

Was it exciting?

- Oh, for Pete's sake.
- Well, was it?

Well, at the risk of getting
you all fired up again, yes.

- Would you want to do it again?
- No.

Good, 'cause I'm telling you right now,
I'm not into group sex.

- Good.
- Or women.

- Fine.
- Fine.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Amelia:
You envy him, don't you, Carol?

You wonder
what it'd be like.

You wonder so much,

you're going to dream
about it.

Don't fight it.

Surrender your will

and let your thoughts

become my thoughts.

( woman vocalizing )

( moaning )

♪ Here, where the angels wait ♪

♪ Sitting at corner tables ♪

♪ Hiding their fate
to face your woes ♪

♪ Eyes that are steely cold ♪

♪ Lit in the shade of light ♪

♪ Where love is bought and sold ♪

Won't you join us, Carol?

You don't have to worry.
It's only a dream.

You can do anything
you want to in a dream.

Maria: Let yourself go
and do whatever feels good.

( thunder crashes )

( chuckles )

♪ Here, where the angels wait ♪

♪ Sitting at corner tables ♪

♪ Hiding their fate
to face your woes ♪

♪ Eyes that are steely cold ♪

♪ Lit in the shade of light ♪

♪ Where love is bought and sold ♪

Amelia: You want their hands
all over your body.

It excites you.

So much so that when
you awake from this dream,

you will want to make it real.

Because the more like Erica
you become,

the more Larry will love you.

( moaning )

Hi.

Still here?

Yeah, just hired on
to help Larry redecorate.

I suckered her into it.

I'm afraid you made a trip
for nothing.

We won't be needing
any of those protections of yours.

What's this about ‘‘protections''?

It doesn't matter.
It's too late now.

And speaking of late,
I've got to get going.

But you're not due
in court till 10:00.

I know, but I want to
swing by Howard's.

- Say hi for me, okay?
- I will.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Maria, would you like
a cup of coffee?

No, thanks.
I think I'd better be going too.

Before you do,
I owe you an apology for last night.

I was a little bitchy.
I want us to be friends.

I don't think so.

( doorbell rings )

Larry! Come in.

Guess I should've called
before coming by.

- Oh, no, that's okay.
- Is he up?

- Yeah, he's out by the pool.
- Great.

You know the way.

- Hi, Larry.
- Hi, Howard.

- How are you doing?
- I'm fine. How are you doing?

I hear you and Carol
are back together.

- Yeah.
- You don't seem happy about it.

I don't know.

It seems a little soon
after Erica's death, don't you think?

Larry, you wasted three years.

I don't know.

I don't know what the hell
I'm doing, Howard.

So what else is new?

Seems like everything
is out of my control.

Well, it is.

Do you want me to
tell you something true?

A good woman
is worth everything.

If it weren't for Amelia,
I don't know what I'd do.

So screw convention,
if that's what's bothering you.

And, son of a bitch,
be grateful

that you have got
a second chance.

Don: Defend you?
I hope they throw your butt

in jail, you crook!

Hi, honey. Who's that?

Oh, one of those savings and loan
snapper-heads.

They ought to throw those bastards
in the streets and shoot 'em like dogs.

Weren't you the one that said
you'd never turn down a rich client?

Yeah, so sue me.
Sons of bitches rob people blind,

and what happens to 'em?
I'll tell you what happens--

Nothing. Zip-A-Dee-Do-Dah.
That's what happens to them.

Give me anything lethal--
a gun, some rope,

your mother's cooking,
and I guarantee what happens to 'em.

Here, honey. Calm down.

- How did you...
- Come on. Never mind. Let's go.

Hey.

Hey, it's the guy
we never see anymore.

I thought you had enough of me
to last a lifetime.

- Well, I have.
- We're going to dinner. Want to come?

Uh, no, I've got
an early day in court.

Oh, is this the woman who was
only going to go talk to her husband

at 2:00 in the morning,
and then cut his pecker off instead?

- Yup.
- Fifty bucks says

she never gets his evidence
to stand up in court.

Funny. But you're on.

- Okay. All right.
- All right.

- All right. All right. Okay.
- All right. All right. Okay.

What do you say about you and Carol
coming this weekend for dinner?

We were planning on painting
the living room this weekend.

- Do you need any help?
- Are you nuts?

I wouldn't ask you
to do that.

You didn't.
We volunteered.

Are you out of your mind?

Do you know how hot
it's supposed to be this weekend?

- Close to 100. That's how hot.
- Then we'd better get an early start.

What do you say? 9:00?
No, 7:00. 7:00 is great.

No, no, 7:00 stinks.
I hate 7:00.

I'll just leave you two little lovebirds
to work this out.

I hate you!

( classical music plays )

I thought I heard the door.
You look beat.

- I think I got a hung jury.
- Oh, no.

What do you expect from 12 people
too stupid to get off jury duty?

- Can I get you anything?
- Yes. You.

( laughs )

You're tickling me!

- Something smells terrific.
- Yeah, Shrimp Creole.

- Oh! Do I get you for dessert?
- You bet you do.

For dessert, unless you want
your dinner burned.

This is certainly a change.

Well, how so?

Erica hated to cook.

Well, don't get too used to it.

It's starting to lose
its appeal quickly.

Maybe we could ask Maria
to come back.

You've become awfully
broad-minded all of a sudden.

I'm full of surprises.

- Hey.
- What?

Am I hallucinating,
or didn't you say you hated Debussy?

I changed my mind.

Hurry up, hon.

Don and Kathy
will be here any minute.

I've got a surprise for you.
Close your eyes.

- Close. Are they closed?
- Mm-hmm.

Okay, open them.

- Uh-oh. You don't like it.
- Not a bit.

I thought you would.
I mean, I really thought you would.

I don't mean to be critical,
but what would make you think

I'd want you to look like the woman
who made my life miserable?

I didn't want you
to get bored with me.

- I can change back, if you want.
- Please.

Look, I went through a lot of trouble
to do this, okay?

So let's not waste it.

Pretend for a moment
I'm Erica.

- We have time for a quickie.
- Carol!

- Come on, Larry.
- Don and Kathy will be here any minute!

- They won't be here for half an hour.
- I don't want to.

Come on, Larry.
How did she like it? Rough?

What are you doing?

- Carol, stop it!
- Make me.

- What the hell is wrong with you?
- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

This is Africa hot.

It's unbelievable.
7:00 in the morning. Unbelievable.

I'm already sweating like a pig.

( knocking on door )

- Hey.
- Hey, is this Tom Sawyer's place?

- Yes, it is. Hi.
- How are you doing?

- Good, good.
- I hate you. I hate you for this.

You should've seen what I had to do
to get this guy out of bed this morning.

Hey.

Hi, guys.

Oh, my God.
Look at your hair!

- Oh, a big mistake, huh?
- Oh, I don't know.

I like it. It looks good.

I knew there was a reason
you're my friend.

Come on. Let's go put
those guys to work.

Would you stir it already?
Stir it!

Honey, don't you think
she looks great?

What did you do to your hair?
I love blondes.

Come on, buster,
get to work.

- Okay, okay.
- This is yours.

- Sorry.
- Thanks.

( announcer speaking,
crowd cheering on TV )

Honey?

Honey?

- I told you this would be fun.
- Oh, yeah, I'm still waiting.

- Looks like we're gonna run out of paint.
- Looks like.

That's what I get for trying
to save a couple bucks.

- How does it look?
- Oh, it's beautiful.

- I want to see.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa. You okay?

Whoa!
Are you all right, Carol?

Whoo! I just got dizzy
all of a sudden.

Yeah, it's these fumes.
I'm dizzy myself.

Why don't we take a break,
get some air?

Yeah, you can let her go
now, honey.

We must do it again sometime.

- What do you guys think?
- Very professional.

- Beer break.
- It's a little early for me.

It's never too early for him.

Tell me,
whatever possessed you?

Tell you the truth,
I don't really know.

I'll bet Larry shit a brick.

Just about.

Tell me something.

Carol pissed at you?
What is with that hair?

- Promise not to laugh?
- No, but tell me anyway.

- You're gonna think I'm nuts.
- You are nuts.

Lately Carol's becoming--
she's becoming more and more like Erica.

And I don't mean just the hair.
She likes Debussy,

which was Erica's favorite,
and this morning she even...

- Did it like Erica?
- Yeah.

- So what are you saying?
- Do you believe in ghosts?

Here. You need this
more than I do.

- Thanks.
- Boo!

- ( chuckles )
- I hate it when you do that.

( laughing )

So there it was,
almost 3:00 in the morning,

and I was dying my hair.

I know that's what I do
when I can't sleep.

- So, this must've been some dream.
- It was.

- Well, tell me about it.
- No, it's too perverted.

- Come on, you can tell me.
- I can't!

- ( door opens, closes )
- I'm gonna make a paint run.

- You want some company?
- No, I'll go it alone.

- Okay.
- Don't rush back on my account.

( car door closes, engine starts )

( horn honking )

- God!
- Thank God you're all right!

What's the matter?

- Will you forgive me?
- Forgive you?

My God, you're trembling.

Carol's charm, the serpent
with the man's head on it,

- is she still wearing it?
- Yes.

Why?

- Who gave it to her?
- Amelia Reynolds.

Amelia?

Maria, what is going on?

It felt good to have Don
hold you in his arms, didn't it?

You wish your naked bodies
were pressed together right now.

You'd like for him
to rip your clothes off

and take you
right in front of his wife.

It excites you, doesn't it?

You'd like to kiss Don.

The thought of it
is making it more difficult

for you to concentrate.

Larry wouldn't mind
a little kiss between friends.

You like it?

Amelia:
Just think--

Maybe later,
you and Don can be alone together.

Imagine it, Carol.

Amelia.

- Howard.
- What the hell is...

I thought we said
no more secrets.

There's no secrets.

You've known about this
for a long time.

We just never talk about it.

What the hell are you doing?

It's better you don't ask.

But I have asked.

Amelia wants revenge.

I have known Amelia Reynolds
for over 10 years.

Larry, every minute counts.
We can't just stand here gabbing...

Maria, stop. Why didn't you
tell me about this sooner?

I wasn't going to tell you at all.

Jealousy makes people
do ugly things.

( sighs, chuckles )

Here I was, thinking you were crazy,
when 10 minutes ago I was telling Don...

Okay, what can we do?

Go home.
Just remember that

everything Carol knows,
Amelia knows too.

Can't we just take this jinska
away from Carol?

- Wouldn't that break the spell?
- And put Amelia on her guard?

God knows what she'd do then.

I love you, Larry,
but I don't want to die for you.

- ( car door shuts )
- Wait. What are you going to do?

I'll take care of things.

Every day, in every way,

she's becoming
more like Erica.

I want to drive him mad,

make him believe Erica's ghost
has come back to haunt him.

It was his idea.

Only I guess now I'm gonna
have to change my plans,

won't I?

After all these years,
I find I'm married to a stranger.

Howard, don't you see?

You and I can make love again
through these people.

The sensation I experienced
this morning was incredible!

What has happened to you?

Larry Barnes deserves to die
for what he did to you.

Erica did it.
You said so.

Yes, but she did it for him.

She's dead.

- Doesn't that even the score?
- No.

She did it for him,
and he's gonna pay for it.

How about Stan?
What did he do?

I can't think about that
right now.

If taking care of me
has made you this bitter,

I would sooner have died.

But I'm doing this for you.

No, you're not.

And if I can, I'll stop you.

You want to know what happened?
I'll tell you what happened.

The son of a bitch took off.
He really did pull a Tom Sawyer.

- ( door opens )
- That better be him.

- All right, I'm back.
- You timed that pretty well.

- We're just about finished.
- Well, there was only one checker

and a line like you wouldn't believe.

Yeah, you're right.
I don't believe it.

Sounds bogus to me too, darling.

I'll drink to that.
Anybody want a beer?

- Anybody but you, that is.
- I want a shower.

- I'm for that.
- Wait a minute, we're not done.

We are.
Come on, Kathy.

Somebody ought to stay
and keep me company at least.

Shut up, already.
I'm just going to get a brewski.

- You can use the bathroom upstairs.
- Great.

Hey, you want to tell me
about that dream now?

- Later. No!
- Oh, come on! Tell me!

No!

Listen, there must be something
I can say to get through to you.

- There.
- If you kill Larry,

you might as well kill me.

Amelia... Amelia!

Amelia!

Do you hear me?
You might as well kill me too!

Amelia, I'm begging you!

Amelia!

Kathy, you want an extra towel?

No, I'm fine, thank you.

( shuddering )

- Here.
- Thanks.

Feeling guilty aren't you,
you rat bastard,

letting us do all the work?

I was thinking, maybe we ought
to go to dinner some other night.

- I'm not feeling so hot.
- Oh.

And now Mr. Goldbrick
wants to welch out on dinner, huh?

Forget that, pal.

No offense, but is everything
all right with you and Carol?

- ( stammering )
- What, what, what, what?

- Oh, never mind.
- I hate when you do that.

I'm gonna take a shower.
I'll be back in a few minutes.

( glass shatters )

Maria. No, get help.

- Get out of here.
- Where is she?

I just knocked over a platter.
She could be back any second.

She's gone out of her mind.

Please, just get the hell
out of here and go get help.

( shouts )

Everything's
gonna be just fine.

( crickets chirping )

Don?

Do you think you can help me
find my earring?

I seem to have lost one.

Uh, yeah.

- Thanks.
- Sure.

Oh, my God,
I'm so sorry.

No harm done.
We're still friends, aren't we?

Yeah.

Uh, you said something
about an earring.

Oh, yeah.
Come to think of it,

I might have dropped it
in the sauna.

Yeah.

You know, I lost my school ring
at the gym once.

- What are you doing?
- What do you think?

I've been wanting
to do this all day.

- Haven't you?
- Are you nuts?

- You want to. You know you do.
- I may wanna, but I ain't gonna.

Look, Carol, here's your earring.

You've been acting
really weird lately.

Thanks, Don.

I brought you an extra towel.

Hey, good timing.
You know what I was just thinking?

( groans )

Who cares
what you were thinking?

( grunting )

( steam hissing )

Oh, jeez,
it's like a sauna in here.

( grunting )

( faint thudding )

Larry!

Kathy! Kathy!

Carol?

- ( screaming )
- ( groans )

( grunts )

( groaning )

- You know who I am...
- Don't you, Larry?

I want you to know...

Your little friend Maria
can't help you now.

She's dead.

( coughing )

Somebody, anybody!

( groaning )

( exclaims )

( grunting )

( slicing )

What's going on?

Kathy!

Kathy!

I don't think he's gonna
make it in time, do you?

No.
( gasps )

Larry: No!

- ( groans )
- ( groans )

Howard!

( groans )

( gasps )

Oh, jeez.

Are you all right, baby?

I think so.

Oh, my God!
Oh, baby!

Baby, I'm sorry!

Oh, my God!

I'm sorry.

( gasps )

What's the matter, baby?
Did you have a bad dream?

( dramatic music plays )