Original subtitles

No, no, no.

Don't touch that dial.

Here's what's on my mind tonight.

(male narrator) David Lander stars as Lenny.

A lottery addict dying to win.

Come on! Come on! 19.

While his wife plays other games.

I killed him.

But did Lenny die with a winning ticket.

Well, where is it?

The suit that Lenny was buried in.

Or is his widow having a $20,000,000 nightmare?

Thanks a lot, guys.

(male narrator) Find out on the next..

She's my kinda ghoul.

"Freddy's Nightmares".

[theme music]

If you're in Springwood now..

then you're all mine.

[screams]

[evil laughter]

(man over radio) 'And the first number'

'in our Super Lotto jackpot draw is... six.'

- Six! Yes! - 'Number six.'

'The second number is 14.'

'That's one four.'

Four. Come on, come on.

Nineteen. One nine, lucky 19.

Come on, baby, 19.

(man on radio) 'Our third number is 19.'

Yes! Yes!

Hey, what is going on here?

One more number and we win $20,000,000.

What? Lenny, are you kidding me?

Let me see the ticket. W-what do we need?

- 'And the final number..' - Hush! It's the big one.

Come on, come on. Please, please.

Give it to me, please.

(man on radio) 'Eighty eight!'

Eighty eight! We win, we win!

Twenty million dollars!

Lenny, we're rich.

We both are rich.

(Greta) 'I love you, I love you, I love you.'

[plate shattering]

What did I tell you that buying these stupid tickets..

I'm sorry, Greta. I really..

You've been unemployed for six months

and you are throwing away our money on these damn tickets.

You're right. I swear I'll never buy one ever again.

Hey, as if you think we're really gonna win

somethin' with these things.

No, no, no. You are, you are absolutely right.

It was really stupid.

I'm telling you, Lenny.

I can't live this way anymore.

If you don't bring in some money soon

we're gonna lose the house and then what?

I-I know things have been tough on ya.

But, but things are gonna change.

I've been readin' the "Classified"

and, uh, well, there's a whole new bunch of Ads

and yes, somebody's gotta hire me.

You've been sayin' that for six months.

Whatever happened to all that money

you were supposed to inherit?

Well, we're gonna get it.

Soon, it's just that right now

it's, uh, well, kinda tied up in litigation.

Anyway I don't even care

if we don't get a dime of that money.

We can make it on our own.

Oh, you'll see.

You'll see.

Someday I'm gonna make all your dreams come true.

Please stop looking at me like that.

You are all I care about, Greta.

If I lost you, I couldn't go on.

Promise... you'll never leave me.

- I promise. - That's my girl.

I love you.

I love you too. Now..

N-now get out of here.

'A-And don't come back till you have a job.'

Don't worry, I won't let you down.

[eerie music]

Hello, young lovers.

Whoever you are.

Maybe I should say

wherever you'll be

'cause when I get done with these two love birds..

there will be bits and pieces everywhere.

[blowing feathers]

[evil laugh]

[knock on door]

- 'Who is it?' - 'Plumber.'

[intense music]

No!

"No", what do you mean?

"No"..

- I can't. - What?

Why not?

You didn't tell him, did you?

No.

Baby..

you said that you're finally gonna tell him.

I-I couldn't. It would break his heart.

His heart? Greta..

you don't love him.

I know but..

You love me.

[moaning]

[moaning intensifies]

Oh!

What, what's wrong?

- Did you hear that? - Hear, what?

I-It sounded like sort of a moaning.

Are you sure, babe?

[man groaning]

Here it is again.

Greta, you are hearing things.

It's coming... from the closet.

What you doin'?

Are you nuts or what?

Get back in bed.

[intense music]

[screaming]

Lenny, what are you doing here?

You broke my heart, Greta.

[heart beat]

Oh, God!

It-it gets like this all the time.

I..

Oh!

Oh, no!

Oh, my God.

- You ready for round two, baby? - No!

What's with you, Greta? Huh?

Huh?

Do you realize that you were talkin' in your sleep again?

About Lenny.

- He was in my dream. - Your dream.

T-t, this, uh, uh, guilt complex.

Yeah that this is really gettin' outta hand here.

Do you hear what I'm sayin'?

- I cannot handle this anymore. - Hank, no!

No, no, either you drop that little twerp

or you and me are history.

I'll tell him tonight.

When he comes home.

Then what?

Then..

We'll live..

happily ever after.

[phone rings]

- Hank. - Uh-huh.

T-the phone's ringing.

So what?

So let me answer it.

[phone ringing]

Hello.

Yes, this is, um..

This is Greta Nordhoff.

Oh, what about my husband?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

What? What?

Lenny just had a massive heart attack.

He's dead.

[birds chirping]

This is too weird.

Lenny just had a physical.

The doctor said that he was in perfect condition.

Goes to show you what doctors know, eh?

Well, look, you know..

If he had to go..

you got to admit his timin' wasn't so bad.

It's my fault. I killed him.

Sheesh..

No, in my dream he was dead.

He, he saw us making love

and it broke his heart.

Oh, there we go with the dreams again.

But what if that's what really happened?

What if, if Lenny found out

that, that I was cheating on him and..

it killed him.

[scoffing] You know somethin', Greta?

Maybe, uh..

Maybe..

Maybe, maybe you need to spend couple of days with yourself.

'You know what.. Get your head together.'

I know, I know. Look, hon.

I'm, I'm gonna call you in a couple of days.

- I.. - No. Hank, no.

You can't leave me alone.

Not now.

I-I will be okay once we burry Lenny.

I'll forget all about him and..

And then it'll be just you and me.

The way we always planned it.

You still wanna marry me, don't you, Hank?

You're not having second thoughts?

Oh, you kid babe.

I'm crazy about you.

Mmm..

Okay, honey.

Listen, I am calling the funeral home.

We're making this short and sweet, okay?

- Yes? - Yes!

Yes, yes, yes.

[moaning]

[organ music]

Well, I guess this is it, Lenny.

It was nice knowing you.

I'm sorry if I wasn't as good to you

as I should have been.

'You weren't really such a bad guy after all.'

(Lenny) 'That's it?'

That's the best you can do?

I wasn't such a bad guy.

'You never loved me, did you, Greta?'

And what did you see in that other guy?

What does Hank have

that I... didn't?

H-how do you know about Hank?

'You saw us, didn't you?'

What do you think?

You know what, Greta.

I want you to give somethin' to Hank for me, would you?

Give him my ring.

No need for him to go out and buy a new one.

He just has to have

'this one altered.'

'My fingers are swelling It's because of that'

darn embalming fluid.

But I won't be needing this..

'...where I'm going.'

Oh, Greta, Greta. It's okay, baby.

It's okay.

It's all over.

You can forget all about Lenny.

From now on, babe..

it's just you and me.

[instrumental "Here Come The Bride"]

(Lenny) 'And to you, Greta, '

'take this warm and wonderful'

'human being'

'to be your lawfully'

wedded husband?

[gasps] I..

And Greta, do you take Hank Roscoe

to be you lawfully wedded husband?

(Hank) 'Dear..'

Huh, uh, I-I do.

Then through the power vested in me to our heavenly Father

I pronounce you husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

'Uh, congratulations.'

[instrumental music]

Baby!

This place is a pig sty.

What did you say, honey?

I said you're a filthy, disgusting slob.

At least Lenny cleaned up once in a while.

Lenny?

Tell me something, honey.

Why is it you still so hung up on this, uh, little wimp?

He's been dead for a month, huh.

I'm not hung up on him, it's just that I could

use a little help now and then.

- Is that a complaint? - Huh!

Don't be silly!

I love cleaning up after your hand and foot.

Baby, what do you want from me?

How about a little financial security?

You blew the last of Lenny's insurance money at the track.

We're broke, Hank.

So?

So what are we supposed to live on?

Sure as hell isn't love.

Greta, wait, wait, baby.

Bring me another beer. Will you, please?

He-he-he.. Honey!

You know what, you are starting to become a drag.

Definitely.

(man over radio) 'And another news today.'

'The fire department is asking'

'Springwood residents'

'to be extra careful from fire in the upcoming month.'

'The recent dry spell has left Springwood'

'extremely fire prone.'

I'm sorry, baby!

(man on radio) 'What their asking is that we all keep a close..'

You know, I-I-I was planning on

goin' back to work, you know, it's just..

How do you know to get rid of this cold here?

'Springwood Zoo's "Tiny" turned five today..'

(Greta) Do you mind doing that some place else?

(man over radio) 'It was a special birthday meal..'

Come on, why don't we just kiss and make up?

Oh, come on!

(man on radio) 'It weighs in at 205 pounds..'

[rock music]

- Do you mind? - What?

I was listening to the news.

(man on radio) 'As in the state capital..'

'Today, lottery officials reported'

'that they still haven't heard from the winner in last month'

'twenty million dollar Super Lotto draw.'

'If no one claims the jackpot by midnight tonight..'

'...the money will..'

[imitating choking]

'Records indicate that the winning ticket'

'was purchased right here in Springwood.'

'So once again those lucky numbers are'

'six, fourteen, nineteen'

'and eighty eight.'

That was the day that Lenny and me got married.

- What're you talkin' about? - June 14th, 1988.

(man on radio) 'If you win that ticket, you've them till midnight tonight'

'to contact the lottery commission.'

'And now for an update for the five day weather forecast.'

That's were the numbers that Lenny always got.

They were his lucky numbers.

You're saying, he bought that ticket?

Yeah.

Well..

where the hell is it?

[intense music]

I can't find it anyplace.

It ain't in here.

I don't know where else to look.

- Did you check the garage? - Yes.

- The car? The laundry room? - Yes, yes.

But I'm telling you it's gone I must have thrown it out

I mean, who would have thought of it?

W-w-wait..

When was the last time you saw the ticket?

T-the morning that Lenny died.

Good. Where was it?

- Uh. - W-what room were you in?

Look, close your eyes.

Retrace your steps.

It'll come back.

get a dime of that money.

We can make it on our own. You'll see.

Lenny put it in his pocket just before he left.

What pocket? What was he wearin'?

The pocket of his suit.

And where is it?

Greta, do not tell me you threw it away.

It's in the suit that Lenny was..

buried in.

Huh?

[eerie music]

Ready?

I guess so.

Open sesame.

[dramatic music]

[sighs] Thank you, Lenny.

Don't mention it.

[screaming]

Where are you going?

Hank? Help!

You promised you'd never leave me.

[screaming]

Thanks a lot, guys.

Hank, where are you going? Come back, Hank.

Don't go!

Baby? You okay?

Yeah. Yeah. I-I'm fine.

I-I just dozed off, that's all.

Yeah, it sounded like you were having

another one of those dreams.

(Hank) 'Okay.'

'I think the coast is clear.'

- Hank? - What?

H-Hank, I-I'm-I'm not sure that this is such a good idea.

What do you mean?

You were positive the ticket was in his pocket.

Well, yeah, I am, but it's just that..

But what?

All of a sudden, you don't wanna be rich?

- Well, of course, I do, but.. - Then let's go.

Come on, 'cause half this 20 million is mine.

What're you talkin' about?

Community property, babe.

We split right down the middle.

[door closing]

[engine revving]

[owl hooting]

[door creaks]

[intense music]

Alright, so, uh..

where is he?

[both gasping]

Looks like our lucky stiff, huh?

Well, how's it goin', Lenny?

Must get kind of lonely in here, huh?

I hope you're not ticklish, pal.

[intense music]

[grunting]

You're, uh... gonna get a big chunk.

(Greta) 'Huh!'

Like a cookie?

You're really sick, you know that?

[Hank laughing]

Cookie..

It's just that right now, it's, uh..

It was kind of tied up in-in litigation..

Um..

Wh-why-why don't you check his pants?

- The back pockets. - His pants?

Yeah. Yeah, I think I got somethin'.

- I think I got it. - 'You do?'

Yeah. Yeah. Here.

"Inspected by number 17." Damn!

Hey-get.. Wa-wait.. Get over here with that.

Come on.

Oh. Come on, Lenny, Lenny.

Lenny..

Nothin' here, babe.

It's not here. I've checked all the pockets.

Well, any other bright ideas?

Just one..

babe!

[groaning]

So much for community property

you greedy bastard!

[Hank's muffled scream]

(Hank) 'Let me outta here.'

Sorry, Hank. I always hated having to share.

Especially with a scum-ball like you.

(Hank) 'I can't breathe. Greta!'

'Greta! Greta-a-a!'

[gasps]

Yes!

[dialing]

[phone rings]

Hello? Lottery Commission.

You'll never guess what I just found.

[intense music]

(Freddy) 'Oops!'

Oh, my, my, my

caught with my hand in the cookie jar.

[evil chuckle]

Nothing satisfies my sweet tooth like a sweet..

[heartbeat]

..heart. Ha ha ha.

Pump it up.

[frogs croaking]

Greta?

Hank? You're alive.

Looking for something, <c

[grunts]

[clanking]

You buried me alive

and now it's your turn.

[screaming]

Sweet dreams.

So long, Greta. Rest in peace.

[laughing]

Let me out. Let me out!

[panting]

Mrs. Roscoe, everything's alright. I'm here.

- Everything's alright. - Lucy, it's you.

You're having a bad dream, eh?

Yes. Yes, I was.

(Lucy) 'Well, I'll fix you some nice hot milk, okay?'

Oh, no.

Don't really? I-I'll be fine.

- You sure? - Yes. Thanks.

Positive.

What do we have today?

Well, let's see, um..

You're due for a fitting at The Faria.

And then you were gonna test drive that new Maserati.

Hmm. That seems like such a waste of time.

Why don't you just call the dealer

and tell him we'll take it

Fine. Is there anything else?

Yes, would you please run me a nice hot tub?

I'll get it started right away.

- Thanks, Lucy. - 'Oh, I almost forgot.'

While you were asleep

you received a rather unusual phone call.

Really? Who was it?

A man who said he was your husband.

My husband?

(Lucy) 'I told him he must be mistaken.'

It must have been a wrong number.

I just thought you should know.

Thank you, Lucy.

[eerie music]

Hey, you! Yeah, I'm talkin' to you!

Get over here!

I said get over here!

Better, chump.

[evil laughter]

You know, they say that money

is the root of all evil.

Oh, no wonder I love it so much.

I love you! I love you! I love you!

Now, Greta would do anything. She'd-she'd lie..

Sh-she-she'd kill..

to get her scummy little hands on a stack of bills.

Me? I'd uh.. I'd do all that for free.

[laughing]

Your bath's ready, Mrs. Roscoe.

Thank you, Lucy.

I don't know what I'd do without you.

Thank you, Mrs. Roscoe.

(Lucy) 'Will that be all, Mrs. Roscoe?'

[exhales deeply]

Oh, Lucy, please call me Greta.

I hate being so formal around the house.

Oh, whatever you say Mrs.. Greta.

Is that hot enough for you?

It's divine, Lucy. Simply divine.

Well, I'll get your breakfast started right away.

(Greta) 'Oh, and Lucy?'

If that man calls..

the one who says he's my husband..

Well, I was sure it was just a wrong number.

Just in case..

I would like to talk with him.

But why? Your husband's dead.

(Greta) 'My first husband is dead.'

Oh, there were two?

Unfortunately, yes.

I try to forget I ever met the hairball.

He was a plumber.

I married him after Lenny died.

He disappeared shortly before I won the lottery.

But I haven't heard from him in months.

Well, whatever happened to him?

Nothing's on him, babe.

It's-it's not in here. I've checked all the pockets.

Well? Any other bright ideas?

Just one..

babe!

(Hank) 'Greta-a-a!'

I haven't the slightest idea what happened to him.

And frankly, I could care less.

I may be lucky when it comes to the lottery

but not when it comes to men.

But I've learnt from my mistakes, Lucy.

Two bad marriages is enough for me.

I'm a bachelorette for life.

Can't say I blame you.

Men are such a pain.

Enjoy your bath.

And if there's anything you need, just call.

[eerie music]

Mm.

[rattling]

[clanking]

[clanking]

[screaming]

Mrs. Roscoe, what is it? What's wrong?

[Greta exhales sharply]

Oh, yuck!

God! That water's disgusting!

I'm so sorry, Mrs. Roscoe.

I had no idea ' the water was like that.

The pipes must be rusty or something.

You relax and go back to bed. I'll call a plumber.

[intense music]

[telephone ringing]

Lucy! Lucy, answer the phone.

[ringing continues]

[sighs]

Hello?

[man on phone] 'Greta Roscoe, please?'

This is Greta Roscoe.

'Mrs. Roscoe, this is Detective Oswald'

'Springwood PD.'

U-uh, wh-what can I do for you, detective?

'I'm not sure.'

'See, we were wonderin' if you could help us'

'determine the whereabouts of your husband.'

Hank?

Well, I haven't seen him in months.

'Is that so?'

'He's made no attempt to contact you?'

No!

Listen, detective, this really isn't a very good time to call.

Why don't you try tomorrow?

He's not alive.

He can't be!

[telephone ringing]

I told you to call back tomorrow!

[man over the phone] 'I beg your pardon?'

Who is this?

'Mrs. Roscoe?'

'Herman Glimpsure, Springwood, savings loan.'

Oh, Herman. I-I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else.

'I was just calling to tell you that your transaction'

'has been completed.'

What transaction?

'Mrs. Roscoe, your husband just withdrew $20 million from..'

My husband? That's impossible.

[muffled scream]

Thought you're gonna pull a fast one on me, baby?

What do you want?

Oh, I got what I want, baby.

I just came by to say it.

Greta! I knew you'd come back to me.

[screaming]

[phone ringing]

Hello? Hello?

(man on phone) 'Springwood savings loan, Herman Glimpsure speaking.'

This is Greta Roscoe.

Was any money withdrawn from my account?

'Why, no. Not to my knowledge.'

'Let me check.'

'Everything's in order, Mrs. Roscoe.'

'Your money is safe and sound.'

Thank God!

'Was there anything else?'

No, no, tha-that was all.

'By the way, I'm looking forward to meeting Mr. Roscoe.'

- Mr. Roscoe? - 'Why, yes.'

'Your husband just called to talk about investing'

'some of your venture capital.'

'We set up a meeting for next week.'

You're supposed to be dead, you bastard.

[instrumental music]

[clanking]

Hello?

Hank?

Hello?

[door creaking]

Hank?

[intense music]

This isn't very funny, Hank.

[water running]

Hank?

It's just me, Mrs. Roscoe.

Oh, God! Lucy, you scared me half to death.

What were you looking for?

Nothing, I..

I was just turning off the shower.

Why don't you come with me, Lucy?

I wanna show you something.

- Have you seen this man? - No, not that I remember.

Think hard.

No, I've never seen him before in my life.

Liar!

You're in arms with him, aren't you?

Mrs. Roscoe, I swear, I don't know what you're talkin' about.

Do you expect me to believe that?

Get out of my house, you little tramp.

Now!

[panting]

You, son of a bitch!

[sobbing] I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!

[intense music]

- Hey, babe. - No!

[screams] No, no.

[grunts] Oh, aah, ow, ah!

You, damn. Ah!

[Hank grunting]

Where're you going, babe?

[screams]

Oh.

[panting]

Oh!

[dramatic music]

Police, there's someone at my house.

He's trying to kill me.

Yeah, 59/56 Maplewood Drive.

Hurry!

[intense music]

[water gurgling]

[Greta gasps] And guess who's back?

Oh!

[sighs]

Oh.

[water gurgling]

Oh.

[crackling]

Lucy!

Lucy, is that you?

[door creaks]

[intense music]

I'm warning you.

Whoever's down there, I've called the police.

They're on their way.

[gasps] Hank!

I-i-it's not what you think.

Listen, Hank, uh.

Uh, I'm willing to cut a deal.

"How much, how much do you want?'

'Ten million?'

'Fifteen, uh?'

Ha ha ha.

Why am I being so selfish?

You can have it all.

Oh!

Standin' pretty straight corpse.

Who are you?

I work at the cemetery.

I'm a grave digger.

Just like you.

What are you talking about?

I've seen you, missy.

You and that other fella foolin' around the mausoleum.

Oh, he wasn't with you when you come out.

I didn't think nothin' about it at first.

Then when I've seen your picture in the paper.

winnin' all that money.

I got to figurin'..

Maybe there were two stiffs in that tomb.

And so I opened her up.

And sure enough..

I was right.

So, uh..

You were the one who made all those phone calls.

Spook you real good... huh?

And now you, uh..

wanna blackmail me, is that it?

That ain't exactly what I had in mind.

Then what's all this about?

I got a proposal for you.

A proposal?

[gasps]

You can keep all your money.

And I won't breathe a word to the police.

Provided you..

become my wife.

[scoffing] Your wife?

Me... marry you?

You must be crazy.

Yeah, I'm crazy.

Crazy like a fox.

Ha ha ha.

[Greta grunting]

[organ music]

I'm one hell of a match maker.

If I do say so of myself.

Actually, I was sorta hopin' Greta would stay single.

She's my kinda ghoul. Ha ha ha ha.

Oh, ah.

Oh, boy, it looks like I'm next.

Better start lookin' for a bride.

She loves me.

She loves me not.

She loves me.

[laughing]

[instrumental music]

[theme music]

[music continues]