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[theme music]

[indistinct chatter]

I'll be back, I'm free.

[screaming]

Aah!

[Freddy laughing]

[camera beeping]

(Billy) ' "My new house," a film by Billy Hastings.'

'Starring, my new house pets'

'Bullwinkle, Porky and, of course, Bambi.'

'Amazingly lifelike, huh?'

'And nature's best friend'

'the Winchester.'

'Finally, the big white hunter himself, Al.'

'My new dad.'

'Give us a wave, Al.'

'Ah, the fair lady of the house, my mom.'

'Just one big happy family.'

Hey, Spielberg, you wanna stop screwin' around

'and give me a hand?'

I'm just taking a little break.

And I told you not to touch my equipment.

That's a very expensive camera.

Not some toy.

And when we get back, I'll be more than happy

to teach you how to use this properly.

Oh, I just love home movies.

Years from now, we'll be able to look back

and remember exactly how it was

starting our new family.

Oh!

'Bear trap?'

Al, I told you to put that in the garage.

[exhales] The guns are bad enough.

I mean the, I mean these things are dangerous.

[dramatic music]

Whoa, that's my records.

And what the hell they doing down here?

It's your stuff, it oughta be upstairs.

[music continues]

[door creaks]

[zapping]

This family portrait's about

to suffer a revoltin' development.

[laughs]

I hate to leave you like this on our first week in this house.

Hey, mom, don't worry about it.

- Yeah. - You only get one honeymoon.

Yeah, well, one per marriage anyway.

[chuckles]

- Yeah! - Oh!

Um, I have the number of Club Ned

in case you need us.

Oh, I'll be just fine, I'm sure.

Yeah, you'll probably be so busy making new friends

that you won't even notice that we're gone.

Dah, probably just hang around

and try and get my room together, you know.

O-oh, look!

[laughs] Al, he tries to act like Mr. Macho

but deep down he's such a romantic.

- Oh, honey.. - Hmm-hmm.

[chuckles] How sweet of you.

Yeah, Happy Mother's Day.

[chuckles]

Mwah, I completely forgot.

Thanks.

Oh, you really are my Prince Charming.

And thanks to Al, I can finally

give you the house that you deserve.

Yup.

It's real important that you two start getting along.

The marriage, the move, it's all been pretty stressful.

And you know, Al has a bad heart.

Mom, he-he, Al has no heart.

[instrumental music]

Remember, when I get back, I expect to find all my things

exactly, exactly where I left 'em.

(Jane) Come on, Al.

'Billy's a very responsible young man.'

- Bye, mom. - Bye, honey.

- Have fun. - Yeah.

Not too much fun, I know you kids.

[dramatic music]

[sighs] You don't know me at all.

[sighs]

[instrumental music]

[no audio]

(Sherry) Having problems?

Frustrated, call Dr. Sherry Gamble.

I give advice and I tell it straight.

Frankly, I don't see the problem.

Your mom has a right to get married.

And what about me? I mean, the guy is a control freak.

You know, what I hear?

A baby, who's mad because he's not the center

of attention anymore.

'You're gonna have to share mommy now.'

[knock on door]

That's life, buster.

So stop whining and grow up.

'This is Springwood's own'

'Dr. Sherry Gamble on Lifeline.'

Giving advice and telling it straight.

[dramatic music]

[girl breathing heavily]

- Uh! - Ah!

[laughs] Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

[panting] It's okay.

Ha-ha, I guess I'm not used to living

in such a friendly neighborhood.

Well, I saw your parents leave and I thought maybe

it would be a good time to get acquainted.

- I'm Barbara Gamble. - Yeah, Billy Hastings.

So you're now the only person I know in Springwood.

Hmm, plenty of people know who you are.

This house has been empty since the Freddy Krueger thing.

The what?

Nobody told you?

God! There ought to be a law.

Freddy Krueger was a psycho-killer.

- Mm-hmm. - Uh, eh.

That's bad.

[chuckles]

[chuckles]

One of his, uh, last victims lived here.

Don't worry. Freddy's gone.

- Too bad. - What?

Well, maybe he could deal with that jerk my mom just married.

Big Al.

Bossy?

Does the nameay mean anything to you?

New stepdads. They're all like that.

My mom's been married three times.

Can I use your phone?

Yeah.

Mine got yanked. Too many parties.

Including the one that I planned for tonight

which now I have to cancel.

When are your folks getting back?

Next week. They went to Mexico.

So we..

You have this place all to yourself.

Yeah.

[chuckles]

Jeanie, guess where I am?

'Remember Freddy Krueger?'

'Well, I'm across the street at the house'

'where Freddy killed that kid.'

'Yeah, I was wondering what you and Ann were doing tonight.'

'Really?'

'Great.'

[eerie music]

Turn it on.

Uh! It's Al's. It's Al's, I can't.

How's he gonna know?

[music on radio]

This is the room where that poor kid got it.

Kh-h-h-h.

Creepy, huh?

Yeah.

Uh, let's stay outta here, okay?

[sighs] Don't be so scared.

Freddy's long gone.

[chuckles] Yeah, I know, it's not really

Freddy I'm worried about.

Your stepdad's really gotten you rattled, huh?

Relax.

Every time my mom gets married

her and her hubby forget I'm alive for about six months.

You gotta make your own fun.

Yeah, heh.

Look, maybe I should just split.

No, no, uh, stick around.

What is Big Al?

Some kind of a movie photographer?

No! Wildlife.

Say, cheese!

[instrumental music]

[dramatic music]

Barbara?

Barbara?

[door creaks]

[water dripping]

[music continues]

[gasps]

[water splashing]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

[dramatic music]

Where'd you go?

I've been looking for you all over.

I don't know.

Whoa!

Think I just blanked out or somethin'.

[exhales] This moving thing must be gettin' to me.

(Billy) 'That's my..'

[instrumental music]

[chuckles]

Now, that's what I call wildlife photography.

[doorbell ringing]

Oh, that's probably for me.

[upbeat music]

[indistinct chatter]

Hey, Barbara.

Hi.

Um, this is Jeanie and Ann.

I told them you're a real cute guy

and we can move the party over here.

But, I guess that's out.

Well, we're gonna go.

Maybe I'll come by again sometime.

Hold it.

[chuckles] We can have the party here.

I mean, my mother told me I had to make some new friends, right?

- 'Mother knows best.' - Oh, yeah, oh, yeah.

We got, we got wine.

Al's contribution is the least he can do for his new son.

- 'Knock, knock.' - 'Yo-ho, the party's here.'

- Ooh, that must be the guys. - 'Open up. Anybody home?'

Can't have a party without men.

(male #1) 'Oh-ho.'

[indistinct chatter]

Alright.

(male #2) Hey, this is like totally rad, whose house is this?

Nice place for a Freddy house.

[giggles]

- How's it goin'? - Hi.

(male #3) 'What's in here?'

[sighs]

(male #3) 'Andy, check this out.'

Ever heard of CDs?

[clattering]

[Barbara giggles]

Hey, man?

Hey!

- Hey, what? - Hey, take it easy, Jack.

It's his house.

[exhales] Um, why don't you show me

the rest of your place?

I bet you've got a great view

from your bedroom window to my room.

Ah, my room, it-it's a wreck.

We'll take care of that.

- Catch you later, Billy. - Right.

[Billy clearing throat]

My room.

My stuff.

Like the rest of the house you can pretty much, uh..

[clattering]

touch anything you want

Hm.

I see, you managed to unpack something.

Oh... there's, there's really..

You can't see anything through this, this, uh..

I bet.

[instrumental music]

[Billy breathing heavily]

(Barbara) 'You and your stepdad have more in common than you think.'

I like a man that knows his priorities.

- 'Come on, guys, mellow out.' - 'Hey, don't do it, Jack.'

[corks popping]

What the hell was that?

[loud music]

[cork popping]

[indistinct chattering]

(Barbara) Hey!

[indistinct chattering]

I'll call the cops, if you don't put that down.

It's your house, you tell him.

[bottle shatters]

[indistinct chatter]

Whoa! Put, put that thing down, man.

[gunshots]

[laughing]

[laughs] He didn't know it was loaded.

Oh, dude, let me see that.

Oh, my God.

Antique hand cut crystal.

Billy, calm down. You're gonna get an ulcer.

[sighs]

Guy hassling you?

[loud music]

Turn that down!

[glass shatters]

Oh, my God!

Well, well, don't worry about it.

Bet your old man's a cool dog.

He'll never know the difference.

Get out of my house!

Get out! Everybody get out of my house.

[screaming] Get out of my ho-o-ouse!

[Billy panting]

[intense music]

[panting]

- Me too? - Oh, especially<co

[music continues]

Al.

Al, let me explain.

What the hell went on in here?

Fifteen minutes in my house and you..

You little bastard.

- You ruined it. - It wasn't me, Al.

Well, you're out of here, buster. You're through.

No, you're not listening, man.

Oh, I'm listenin' alright.

You and your friends trashed my house!

When your mother sees this

she won't want you around here anymore than I do.

- I tried to stop them, man. - Like hell you did!

Son of a bitch.

[Billy screams]

[metal clanking]

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

[dramatic music]

(Jane) 'Billy?'

I've been waiting in the car.

What's taking so long?

Mom, please believe me.

It was not my fault.

How could this have happened, Billy?

How?

Well, these kids.

They came over, they were

they were crazy, I couldn't stop 'em.

Billy, when Al sees this, he's never gonna forgive you.

- Where is Al? - Uh..

I'm sorry, mom, I didn't mean it.

But he attacked me, he tried to kill me.

Didn't mean what, Billy?

What did you do? Where's Al?

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

You did that to Al?

Yes, yes, but it's not what you think.

Not what I think? Billy, I think you killed Al.

- Am I wrong? - No.

- Billy, am I wrong? - Well, no.

But, uh, he came in the house

he went nuts, he came, he came after me, I mean..

'If I hadn't killed him that'd be my head up on the wall.'

[laughs]

Billy, this is wonderful.

[laughs]

It is?

I killed your new husband.

Oh..

Billy, he never would have fit in the family.

Our family.

We just needed a house.

Al gave us that.

Now, we can make it a home.

Just you and me. Like it was before.

- You're not gonna turn me in? - Why?

Would a mother do that to her son on Mother's Day?

You're the man of the house now.

We don't need Al as long as we have each other.

You mean that, mom?

(Barbara) 'Mom?'

Billy

I wanted to ask you something, but you dozed off.

Ask me what?

Well, uh, since my house is off limits

I was wondering if we can have the party at your house

since your parents are out of town.

No, ho-ho-ho, no party, no way.

- No parties... - Alright.

I was just asking. God, you're uptight.

Are you always like this?

No, no.

Whoa!

I'm just tired.

Well, why don't you go upstairs and get some sleep?

Upstairs, my room is crammed with boxes, you saw.

I did?

There.

Billy's bed.

Lie down.

[chuckles]

Yes, ma'am.

[water flowing]

[exhales] You don't look too good.

Thanks.

You want me to call your mom and tell her that you're sick?

Big Al would love that. I'm fine, I'm fine.

Well, I brought you a cold rag.

Now, let me fix you something to eat.

'Billy?'

Poor Billy.

No one to take care of you.

Just tell me where it hurts

and I'll kiss and make it all better.

(Jane) Billy?

(Billy) Mom?

(Jane) 'Who is this girl?'

[sighs] I live next door.

Uh!

I came to borrow the phone.

And instead you borrowed my son!

Okay, mom, it-it's okay.

Nothin', nothin', nothin' really happened or anything.

Yet.

You slept with her, haven't you?

Duh.. Mom, no. I..

I didn't sleep with her.

'Uh, I didn't even touch her.'

(Al) Don't lie to your mother.

You little sneak.

You destroyed my wine.

You broke all my records.

[Billy grunts]

[choking]

Violated my house.

Listen, wait a second. None of that really happened.

Al, don't hurt him.

Hurt him?

What about me?

Tuh..

He blew a hole in my best print.

With my shotgun.

Uh! Uh, that was all a dream.

Broke our wedding presents

Hurt him?

'I'm gonna rip his face off.'

I'm gonna rip his face off.

(Barbara) 'Billy, I couldn't find much to eat'

but I made you some tea.

[clanking]

[gasps]

[tires screeching]

[tires screeching]

Uh, Billy.

Billy?

[sobbing] Billy?

- Mom. - Yeah?

You're back.

Thank God. Al forgot his pills.

He was so damn busy ordering you around.

Oh, my God!

Billy?

Oh, no.

I only left him for a minute.

What?

[crying] Billy, you're gonna be okay.

We'll get an ambulance.

Al?

Al?

Al?

[gasps]

Oh, no!

[sobbing] 'This can't be happening.'

(Billy) 'Forget him, mom.'

[sobbing] Al's had a heart attack.

(male #1 on the phone) 'Hello, airline reservations, this is Jerry. May I help you?'

'Hello..'

I think the honeymoon is over.

[laughing]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

♪ W D B X ♪

♪ Springwood ♪♪

(female #1 on phone) 'But I'm pregnant. My parents will disown me.'

I have devoted dozens of shows to birth control

but nobody ever listens until it's too late.

(female #1) 'I'm, I'm Catholic.'

Didn't stop you from having original sin

with old Romeo, did it?

Look, kiddo.

No use preaching safe sex at this stage.

So you have no choice except to put your baby up for adoption.

(female #1) 'I could never give my baby up to a stranger.'

I know it hurts.

But I'm here to tell you the truth.

Not to make you feel better.

Look, you'll ruin your life, you'll ruin your baby's life.

Unless you do the smart thing.

This is Springwood's own Dr. Sherry Gamble on Lifeline

giving advice and telling it straight.

Remind me, never to call you if I get pregnant.

If you got pregnant, I'd call the circus.

This show is about to be cancelled.

Too much dead air.

Next call.

I'm sorry.

Your mom won't talk to you until she gets off the air.

And I bet you thought that she was just a bitch on the radio.

I'll take care of her.

Come on.

Why don't you just sit down?

Get yourself a cup of coffee.

[telephone rings]

(Sherry on radio) 'Oh, come on, honey'

'nobody wears a string bikini'

'to a college pool party unless'

'they want their merchandise handled.'

[sighs]

[keypad beeping]

Sherry Gamble's Lifeline.

What subject would you like to discuss with the doctor?

Hal, it's me Barbara Gamble. I need to talk to my mother.

Come on, Barbara. You know the rules.

Not until she's through.

Sorry.

[keypad beeping]

Sherry Gamble's Lifeline.

What subject would you like to discuss with the doctor?

This is... Wendy.

I'm in trouble with the police.

'They think I've attempted murder.'

'I really need the doctor's advice.'

Eileen, it's straight.

Hold the line, and I'll put you on next, Wendy.

Got a Wendy on line two. Accused of murder.

Hmm.

We've got Wendy on the line. Okay, Wendy.

What's this about killing somebody?

I didn't kill anybody.

I just went next door to use the phone

and the guy that lived there fell out of the window.

I guess it was an accident.

But the police think that I'm responsible.

They are investigating me for attempted murder.

Sounds like an accident.

Just get your parents to call a good lawyer.

That's the main problem.

It's like I don't even have any parents.

My real dad's long gone.

My stepdad's always away.

My mother, she's always too busy.

Like today, she wouldn't take my call because she was working.

Come on, Weepy Wendy.

Let's not lay the self-pity on too thick.

Just sit down with your mom after she gets off work.

She'll take care of the problem.

You don't get it.

She never has time.

She's working on her third marriage.

So she's either going through a divorce, a romance

or a period of adjustment.

And then there's her precious work.

- There's nothing left for me. - Yeah.

I'm starting to get the picture.

It's sad, but you have to look out for yourself.

Nobody else is going to.

[sighs]

I just want her to talk to me.

I want her to care about me.

Fantasy time. Your mom obviously doesn't care.

Never cared and never will care. You are an orphan.

Start making your own decisions.

Thanks, mom. That's exactly what I'm gonna do.

Next call is Paul, says he's losing his apartment.

Sherry, you there?

Oh, yeah, yeah. Um.

Okay, Paul. I hear you're moving.

Take my advice.

Use this as a chance to make a fresh start.

Moving is good for the soul.

What are you talking about, lady?

I'm losing my apartment because I got laid off my job.

'I had to send my wife and kids to live with their grandmother.'

Okay, I know it's tough, you'll get another job.

I've been trying for six months. My landlord is at the door.

I mean, he's pounding at the door right now, do you hear me?

The grim reaper, man.

Maybe you should've tried harder getting another job.

You gotta stop feeling sorry for yourself, Paul.

Thousands of other guys have been laid off, just like you.

Yeah, well, they don't have a, a gun.

And they're not about to shoot their landlord

when he walks through that door.

So, Doctor Fix-it

give me a reason not to blow that sleazebag away.

Come on, who are you kidding?

I said give me a reason not to shoot.

Okay, joke is over.

There're regulations, you know.

(Paul on phone) 'This is no joke, lady.'

Okay, look, if you want advice, that's fine.

But if you wanna treat my show as a joke

I don't have time for you.

So you agree, I should kill him?

I don't have the time for you. Do what you want.

- Do what I want? - Yes!

Okay.

- 'Yeah, I'm gonna pull that.' - 'Hey, hey. Hey!'

[gunshot]

(Paul on phone) 'I did it!'

'He's dead, the sucker's dead!'

Ugh!

Well, whoever that sicko was out there that pulled this prank

I want you to know, you only made a fool of yourself.

Line seven wants to discuss the previous caller.

Well, it'll be great for ratings whoever he was.

Hi, you're on the air with Sherry Gamble.

(female #2 on phone) 'That was my husband.'

'You let him commit murder.'

'He phoned you for help, you could've saved him.'

♪ Chew me eat me.. ♪

Sherry, we went to a three-minute commercial break.

Sounds like you need it.

You're coming off a 60-hour week.

Believe me, you need this break.

Go get some air, okay?

♪ ..you can't beat me ♪

♪ Chew me eat me.. ♪♪

Hal, Hal!

Come on, where is everybody?

What is this, a joke?

Roger, come on.

Hey! Where is everybody?

Hello, hey, are we still in business here?

[telephone ringing]

Hello, Springwood Radio.

(female #2) 'You won't get away with this.'

'You ruined my husband.'

'I'm gonna get you, do you hear me?'

Who is this?

Your executioner!

[screams]

[dramatic music]

Help! Roger!

Roger, help!

Help.

Ah, oh, oh. God.

Hal!

Hal can't help you now. Nobody can, nobody.

- Hello. - 'Is this Sherry Gamble?'

Yes, listen whoever you are listen to me.

Someone's trying to kill me, please call the police.

- 'Hi, this is Weepy Wendy.' - Oh, God!

(Wendy) 'Please tell me what to do, my mother won't answer my calls.'

(female #3 on phone) 'Springwood Police, emergency line.'

For God's sake, help me!

(female #3) 'All lines are busy. Please hold.'

[screams]

[pounding on door]

(male #2 on phone) 'Springwood Police. State your name and location please.'

Oh, thank God, this is Sherry Gamble

of Springwood Radio.

Please, someone's trying to kill me.

(male #2) 'This is Dr. Sherry Gamble, the radio psychologist?'

Yes, hurry!

(male #2) 'If you need help, call yourself.'

[screams]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

[telephone ringing]

Sherry?

- Oh. - Sherry?

You must be suffering from shock, here drink this.

Shock?

Well, the killing, I just told you.

That guy Paul, actually shot his landlord on your show.

Oh, my God.

I thought it was a prank.

Well, um, I'll have to mak some sort of announcement.

I mean, we have to say something.

Yes, but you're not saying it.

We're taking you off the air until all this is cleared up.

What are you talking about

You can't do that!

We're getting dozens of phone calls.

The FCC is going to investigate us.

And I'm sorry, Sherry.

I made this station, number one.

I know, I know.

Since you became the acid-tongued shrink

we've hit the roof.

But tonight you went too far.

Besides you are working way too hard.

It's beginning to show.

- I can handle it. - Handle it?

You can't handle your own daughter.

Hey, Sherry. I got that girl Weepy Wendy on the line.

She says she needs to talk to you.

Put her on hold. Forever.

- Sherry Gamble? - What?

I have a warrant for your arrest.

Accessory to the murder of Hector Maze.

He's the guy your telephone caller shot.

[telephone ringing]

Yeah?

Where is Glatzer?

Is he or is he not my lawyer?

I wanna get outta here now!

Hello?

Hello!

I still cannot reach my lawyer.

That's because he resigned.

He doesn't want the case.

You're too unpopular.

[telephone ringing]

Clancy.

[babbling on phone]

Some girl named Weepy Wendy.

Says she needs to talk to you.

Look, I don't know who you are

or how you found me, but I can't help...

[babbling on phone]

You'll hold?

[babbling on phone]

(Sherry) 'Well, you're gonna have a long wait.'

[babbling on phone]

Look, I'll arrange my own bail. How much is it?

No bail.

We're holding you in protective custody.

Half this town wants to lynch you.

You're the most hated person in Springwood since Freddy Krueger.

[dramatic music]

And in summation, Your Honor

we, the people

demand the death penalty!

[gavel pounds]

(female #4) 'Order. Alright.'

'I've heard enough.'

'Young man, no matter what'

Dr. Gamble said to you on the radio

you must be responsible for your actions.

'I sentence you to die by firing squad'

just like you killed that poor man.

Dr. Gamble, please approach the bench.

Here!

'You are partly responsible for this mess'

so you carry out the execution.

What?

I said, execute the man.

[indistinct chatter]

Oh, you can't be serious.

I'm not an executioner.

I'm a radio psychologist.

Really? Roll the tape.

(Sherry on recorder) 'I don't have time for you. Do what you want.'

'I don't have time for you.'

(female #4) 'Now, shoot.'

Oh, I... I can't.

You have to.

I order it.

Or do you want to go to prison for life?

Please don't. I came to you for help.

Is this how you treat your callers?

[indistinct chatter]

[gunshot]

Back on Lifeline, Hal Linwood, sitting in for Sherry Gamble

'who's on extended leave.'

Extended leave, right.

Our next caller is Wendy.

(Hal on radio) So, what it be like? How can I help you, Wendy?

(Wendy on radio) 'First, I just wanna say how great you are with everyone.'

'I mean, that witch Dr. Gamble was terrible to me.'

'She kept putting me on hold, calling me Weepy Wendy.'

Well, let's just say Sherry has her approach

and I have mine.

Well, let me get the next caller, okay?

'I'll get back with you.'

Back stabbing son of a bitch!

Get me out of here!

[screams]

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

Killed herself.

Oh.

[coughing] Oh, God, oh.

Take it easy, it's a good thing I got here, when I did.

I couldn't take it in here

You won't have to stay any longer.

The judge just threw out the case.

Lack of evidence.

- You're free to go. - Oh, thank you.

Barbara, Barbara.

Anybody?

Anybody home?

[telephone ringing]

Barbara?

(female #2 on phone) 'Now Barbara is your daughter.'

'Your daughter has a father.'

'My children are homeless and fatherless.'

'I'm going to kill you, like you killed him.'

[telephone ringing]

- Yes. - 'Sherry, is that you?'

- 'Roger.' - Oh!

Oh, Roger, thank God.

(Roger) 'You sound a little down.'

'But I've got some news for you that'll perk you right up.'

'You're going back on the air.'

- 'Tonight.' - Oh.

You're putting me back on?

(Roger) 'With everything cleared up, why not?'

'We need you down here pronto.'

I'll be, I'll be right there.

Oh, ho ho ho!

My star.

Aww!

Go get 'em, tiger.

Love you, doll.

(Hal) 'Got that Weepy Wendy girl on line eight.'

Ugh, not my first call.

Put her on hold, I'll get to her later.

Okay.

Caller on five says he's involved

with a hard-nose woman.

Name's Andrew.

So, Andrew, what's the problem

with a hard-nosed sensible woman?

(Andrew on phone) 'Nothing. But this lady steered me wrong.'

See, I went to her for help but she sandbagged me.

Gave me bad advice.

What kind of advice?

About my landlord. About my life.

'Can you believe, this woman told me to shoot my landlord?'

- Who is this? - It's me, you bitch.

I'm going to rip your face off your skull.

This is Dr. Gamble. What's your name?

Paul.

Paul.

[laughing]

This is Dr. Gamble, who is this?

You screwed me, lady.

This is Dr. Gamble, who is this?

Who do you think?

[laughing]

This is Dr. Gamble, who is this?

(Jill on phone) 'This is Jill.'

Go ahead, Jill. How can I help you?

(Jill) 'It's about my husband.'

'He's in terrible trouble.'

What kind of trouble? Maybe I can help.

(Jill) 'Well, a professional counselor gave him bad advice.'

'And now he's dead, because he shot his landlord!'

- Who is this? - 'The Grim Stalker.'

'Stalker!'

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♪ Springwood ♪♪

(Sherry on radio) 'This is Springwood's own Dr. Sherry Gamble on Lifeline.'

Giving advice and telling it straight.

You're on, what's your name?

(Sherry on phone) 'Mrs. Sherry Gamble.'

What can I do for you, Sherry?

(Sherry) 'My life's falling apart.'

'I used to be a well-known radio psychologist.'

'And now I'm out of work.'

'People are helming me.'

'Blaming me for things that I didn't do.'

Oh, let's get our facts straight here, Sherry.

First of all, you were never well-liked.

Most people thought you were an obnoxious bitch.

And that includes your own daughter.

But everybody listened to my show.

I was number one.

Look in a mirror, sweetheart.

Everyone's laughing at you. You're a joke in this town.

What about all those people who call me, what about them?

Bottom of the barrel, sweetheart.

Social misfits, psychos, juvenile delinquents

mental defectives.

You're an outcast. You're a nothing!

What can I do? I wanna change.

We don't have time to go into that now, sorry.

Have to go on to my next caller.

No!

[knocking on door] Who's there?

Hey, Earth to Sherry.

Commercial break's over. You okay?

Yeah, give me the next call.

Hey, you don't look too good.

Why don't you go home, huh

Let me slide in a couple of old tapes, huh

Maybe you're right. I, I've gotta clear my head.

Barbara.

Is that you?

No, it's Weepy Wendy.

Happy Mother's Day.

Oh my..

[gunshot]

Mom?

Barbara.

I've been trying to reach you all day.

I'm in trouble.

And you ignored me as usual.

It's gonna change.

I am gonna change.

Give me another chance.

Give us a chance.

Mom.

Are you okay?

Hey, I'm fine. Um, let's go home, huh?

Together?

Come on.

This shrink really oughta have her head examined.

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