All language subtitles for Deadly.Embrace.1989

- It's been
a long time, Chris.

Two, three years.

- Three
years, two months.

- As I recall when
you walked away from here,

you made me a promise.

Do you remember that, Chris?

I guess it's been so
long you've forgotten.

I didn't forget.

- So why
are you here, Chris?

Just a friendly visit?

- I
didn't do anything!

You gotta believe me.

- I did believe
you three years ago.

That nearly cost me my job.

I still believe you
didn't kill that girl.

Even though all the
evidence said you did.

But now you're here again.

Two more people are dead.

Do you think I should keep on
believing you, Christopher?

- I
know it looks bad.

Bad?

I got two corpses stretched
out in the morgue.

- I didn't
do it, I'm not a killer!

- Then
explain how it is

that you were the only
other person in the house

at the time of the killings.

Your fingerprints are all
over the murder weapon.

No one else had even
set foot in the house

for the past two months,

except for the two victims.

You and-

Michelle.

- I'll give
you one last hearing.

Start at the beginning.

- During finals
week at Valley College,

Stewart Moreland came
to give a lecture

on building a corporate
empire from scratch.

I got a chance to talk
with him after the lecture.

We got along really well.

Go on, Chris.

- Well, he
knew I was looking for work

over summer break.

So he offered me
a job as houseman

for his home in Beverly Hills.

He told me he was
away most of the time,

his wife could use a hand.

Naturally, I jumped
at the offer.

- Oh,
you startled me.

Um, the door was unlocked,
so I thought I...

Just-

You must be the new houseman.

Chris, is it?

Yes, Chris. Chris Thompson.

I'm sorry I'm late,
Mrs. Moreland.

I can get to work right away.

That's alright.

Why don't you take your things

and go around back
to the guesthouse

and unpack and
relax for a while?

You must be exhausted.

Thank you.

Hi, this is Chris,
thanks for calling.

Please leave your name
and number at the beep,

and I'll get back to you.

Thank you.

Mrs. Moreland.

- Would the room be
adequate for you?

- Oh, yeah, this
will be just fine.

Thank you, Mrs. Moreland.

- I'm going to be having
dinner in about an hour.

Would you like to join me?

Yeah, that sounds great.

See you in an hour.

Great.

Oh, Mrs. Moreland,
I was wondering-

Call me Charlotte.

Okay, Charlotte.

I was wondering what the
phone number here is.

747-7973.

So, I'll set a place for you.

Thank you.

I don't give two shits

about those goddamn
redwood trees.

Take care of it.

Look, I want that permit.

Just handle it.

Yeah, fine. Bye.

Jesus, you'd think
those bastards

would know who I am by now.

I'm sorry, baby, I didn't
mean to be yelling.

It's okay.

I know you didn't mean anything.

Hello?

- Hi, honey, miss me
that much already, huh?

Who is this?

It's me!

- Ugh, Chris, you
really scared me.

- Oh, come on, I didn't
mean to scare ya.

I'm sorry.

You did.

- Does this
mean we can't do it

over the phone tonight
before I go to bed?

You pervert.

- Listen, I wanna give
you my phone number.

K, QOt a pen?

Yeah, go ahead.

Okay, it's 747-7973.

7973?

Yup!

Oh, look, I gotta go.

Charlotte invited me for dinner.

I haven't even cleaned up yet.

Charlotte?

- Mrs. Moreland, she told
me to call her Charlotte.

- Oh, well, you tell her
to call you Mr. Thompson.

I will.

I gotta go, okay?

I'll talk to you tomorrow?

- Okay.
- Bye_

Bye.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- I'm glad you
decided to join me.

Come on in.

Thanks.

- We're not working
you too hard, are we?

No.

- Damn it, Evan, I
want that permit.

What the fuck am I paying
you $275 an hour for?

To keep your ass out ofjail.

And for that wise-ass comment,
it's now $300 an hour.

Seriously.

What's it gonna take
to get Uncle Sam

to give us a permit
to clear some of that

lousy brush up there?

- Listen, it's not
gonna be that easy.

There's a lot of tree
people out there,

and they're gonna fight
this thing all the way.

- Well then find out
what tree people cost

and we'll buy a few of them.

- I'll see what I can
do at 300 bucks an hour.

Yeah.

Keep me posted, huh?

- This ought to
just about do it.

- I think that
would be just fine.

Why don't you wash up?

I'll make you some dinner.

Ooh, that sounds good to me.

- She doesn't answer this
damn phone pretty soon,

I mightjust arrange a little
business trip this weekend

for the two of us.

Hi.

Oh, hi?

That's the kind
of greeting I get?

A guy worked hard all day long
and he calls a little woman

and all he gets is an "Oh, hi?"

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll be home
Friday afternoon.

Probably in time for dinner.

But listen, I gotta
get out of there

first thing Monday morning,

I'm closing that big Tahoe deal.

But I'll see you Friday.

Bye.

H 9Y-

Don't look so glum.

You know I've gotta
pacify the old lady.

At least 'til I figure out
what I'm gonna do with her.

I know.

- You're still my number
one girl, you know that.

Anyway, come Monday, it'll just
me and you in the redwoods.

- Okay, let me see if
I've got this right.

Center Stage Studios,
8255 North Vista, 1 pm-.

- Now,
don't be late.

And good luck.

Okay, I'll call you later

and tell you how it goes.

- Talk
to you later, bye.

Okay, bye-

There's my luscious baby lady.

Look, I know you're pissed
about Charlotte, so am I.

Hell, if things were
easy, they'd be different.

- You said you were gonna
talk about with Evan.

Those goddamn lawyers.

All they want is their
piece of the pie.

You've gotta live
by your own law.

- Stewart, I don't
wanna pressure you,

but I need to know
where I stand.

- You don't know
where you stand?

Maybe.

But I want more.

I wanna belong to you.

You do belong to me.

You know what I mean.

Yeah, I suppose.

It's just that if
I divorced her,

I don't think she
could handle it.

Listen, I'll talk to
Evan in the morning.

Maybe he can work something out.

If not, what the hell,
I'll sell her to the Arabs.

Hey, I'm not serious.

I probably couldn't
get more than a goat

or a couple of camels
for her anyway.

- I know, but you
scare me sometimes.

I'm all talk, darling.

- Hi, this is
Chris, thanks for calling.

Please leave your name
and number at the beep,

and I'll get back to you.

Thank you-

Hi honey, this is Michelle.

I just called to say hi
and see how you're doing.

I think you have my number.

Bye.

Hmm...

Chris, it's interesting story.

And it sounds like you're
telling me the truth.

Why don't you continue on?

Hello?

Hi.

Chris!

Miss you.

Oh, you better.

I miss you, too.

What's going on over there?

- I've got an interview
tomorrow for some feature.

That's great!

Would you hurry
up and get famous?

I'm trying.

I know you are, sweetie.

I love you.

Me too.

I better go to bed.

All this hard labor.

Are they treating you nice?

Yeah.

Good night.

Nighty night.

- Bye.
- Bye.

# I want to know you more

# There's no time just like now

# To say to you

# Making love to you

# That's the way I'm thinking of

# Making love just with you

# Making love the way you do

# It's the way for us to do

# Making love

# I saw your face

it is no fun getting older.

- I didn't expect you
to be worried about

something like that.

What do you mean?

You look great.

- Well, thanks, but
that's not all of it.

- Bottom line, Evan, is I
want a divorce from Charlotte.

Really?

Ah.

She just doesn't do
it for me anymore.

- She just doesn't do
it for you anymore, huh?

The novelty's worn off.

You got any idea what
this is gonna cost me?

Well, do you have a prenup?

A pre what?

A prenuptial agreement.

That's a contract that
says who gets what

should you split up.

No, I don't think so.

- Look, this isn't
gonna be cheap.

Are you sure you wanna
go through with this?

Yes.

- Look, did you start
Moreland Industries

before or after your marriage?

Way before.

Before.

Well, look, my dear friend.

Put it in legal
terms, you're fucked.

You're gonna have to give
Charlotte half of everything

if you get a divorce.

You're shittin' me.

- No, there's none
of that around here.

- Well, damn it, there's
gotta be some other way.

Not that I can think of.

Jesus H. Christ.

- Chris, would
you do me a favor?

- Sure.
- I can't reach

the backs of my legs
or my shoulders.

Mm.

That's good.

" Hey, great!

Perfect!

I love it!

I love it.

- Yeah, well, things
kinda fell into place.

Hey, you're a lucky guy that
the governor's reelection fund

was running kinda low.

Look, hell, it's not luck.

Things always have a way
of working out for me.

They can't stop me.

- Well, look, Stew,
I gotta run now.

I got a million things to do.

I'll talk to you later, alright?

Yeah, whatever you say, boss.

So long.

- Hey, get over here
and congratulate me.

I've done it again.

Done what?

- The Tahoe deal, the only
thing that really matters.

I got the permit!

That's great!

How about some dessert?

I've got some cherry
pie in the refrigerator,

and I can make us
a cup of coffee.

No thanks.

I think I'm gonna hit the sack.

- Look, it's really
no trouble at all.

Why don't I just make
us a cup of coffee?

Please just sit with me.

- Hi, this is
Chris, thanks for calling.

Please leave your name
and number at the beep,

and I'll get back to you.

Thank you-

Hi honey, it's me.

Did you talk to Evan?

- As a matter of fact, I
talked to him just today.

You did?

About that Tahoe deal.

Can you imagine it
only took 50 grand

to buy 66 redwoods from
our honorable governor?

Dede...

Evan told me that
if I divorce her,

she gets half of everything.

Aren't I worth it?

You're worth the world.

It's just that splitting
up this company

would cause a lot of
serious side effects.

Don't worry about Charlotte.

Shit happens.

- Thanks a lot for
sitting with me.

I really didn't want
to be alone yet.

Chris, can I ask you something?

Oh, nevermind.

Uh, if you don't mind,

I think I'll go to bed now.

Oh, of course.

Oh, and thanks again
for keeping me company.

Sure.

Hello?

Hi.

Did you get my message?

No, I just walked in.

I just called you right away,

didn't even check the machine.

You work until 10 o'clock?

- No, I just finished
dinner with Charlotte.

I guess she's pretty lonely.

I mean, her husband
only comes out weekends.

Hmm.

So how'd your interview go?

It went good,

but I can never tell
about these things.

I should hear
something by tomorrow.

- You don't have
to kiss anyone in this one?

No.

That's good.

- But I have to give
eight guys blowjobs.

Great, who's gonna direct?

- You know I'd never
let anybody else touch me.

I know.

- But it's nice to know
it would bother you.

- Oh, you like to
see me in pain, huh?

- I like to make
you squirm a little.

- And with those kind words,
I think I'll go to bed.

Hey, I'm only joking.

Yeah.

- Did you ask if it would
be okay if I visited?

No, not yet.

I wanted to wait for Mr.
Moreland to come this weekend.

- Whatever
you think is best.

- Yeah, I don't think
it'll be a problem.

Good night.

Night.

- Chris,
as you're telling me,

this Mrs. Moreland sounds
like a very interesting woman.

Or should I say obsessed.

I mean, really, tell me more.

Boy, it's hot out here.

I'll cool you off.

Get off!

You monster.

You're all wet.

- Half
of everything, huh?

Yup, it's all she wrote.

- What if I caught her having
an affair or something?

Would that help?

Oh, judges do tend to take

that kind of thing
into consideration

but wouldn't get you off
the hook or anything.

- Well, like I said, every
little thing helps, you know?

What are you getting at?

I got an idea.

I got this college kid we hired

to do some chores
around the house.

He probably could
use some extra bucks.

And let's face it,
Charlotte's not half bad.

Horny little son of bitch
would probably love it.

Hey, are you outta your mind?

I'm serious.

Maybe we could rig
up a video camera

and get the whole thing on film.

Hell, she'd back out
without even a trial.

- Hi, this is
Chris, thanks for calling.

Please leave your name
and number at the beep,

and I'll get back to you.

Hi honey, it's me.

I love you.

Call me back later.

- Chris, your story
sounds a little far-fetched.

But go on.

H8'!-

How's my number one girl?

Fine.

They let you out
of school early?

Hey, I'm the principal, babe.

Class is dismissed.

Hey Chris, working hard?

Yup!

Or you're hardly working.

Hi baby.

Yeah, I just couldn't wait
to call you, you know.

Hey, listen, I better get going.

I'll give you a
call later, okay?

Goodbye, darling.

Hello?

Hi.

Are you okay?

Why didn't you call
me back last night?

I wasn't in a good mood.

I didn't wanna spoil yours.

Oh, that's great
about the movie.

Hey, what's going on?

You just don't call me
'cause you're in a bad mood.

I love you.

I don't care what kind
of mood you're in.

You're right. I'm sorry.

So when are you gonna
hear about the movie?

- Oh, not until
sometime next week.

So I could come visit you
if you'd just ask already.

Okay-

I will tonight.

Okay-

Hey, so next time
you're in a bad mood,

you'll call me, right?

Yeah, I will.

I'll call you soon, bye.

_ Okay. Bye-

Are you alright?

Yeah, I'm fine.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

- Hey Chris, the
pool looks great.

Glad you like it.

H8'!-

We didn't get to try some
of that good home cooking.

Yeah.

If you're good I'll
let you try some.

Who said we can be good?

Yeah.

We can try.

Sunday's my mother's birthday,

so I could come up Monday
sometime in the afternoon?

I can't wait.

Me either.

You better get a lot of rest.

Because you sure as hell
aren't gonna get any

as soon as I get
my hands on you.

Is that a threat?

It's a promise.

Ooh, tell me more.

You said I was a pervert.

Bring your bathing suit.

You can kick back while I work.

Ooh, sounds like fun.

Can I supervise?

Hello?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Um...

I need to talk to somebody.

Please.

Okay-

Do you want me to
walk over there?

Um, no, no.

I'll come to you.

Okay-

You awake?

Good morning, baby.

Boy, did I miss you last night.

You know I couldn't even sleep.

Every time I'd roll
over and see Charlotte,

Jesus, I wish you were here.

We're alone now, you know.

Um.

What is it?

- Well, Michelle's coming
up here today and...

Well, look, I don't know how
I let what happened happen,

but I love Michelle,

and I want to stay with her.

- So you're telling
me that it's over.

Yeah, I guess so.

Well...

What are you going to
tell little Miss Perfect?

I don't know.

- Well, I wouldn't worry
about it too much, Chris.

Affairs are something
she'd have to

deal with sooner or later.

Yeah.

Oh, I'm so glad to see you!

Me too!

How was your drive?

Too long.

Well, you're here now.

Hi, you must be Michelle.

I'm Charlotte.

Chris told me all about you.

Oh really?

- Yeah, he said you've
been really good to him.

- You must be very
tired after your trip.

I have a guest bedroom
all set up for you.

- I was thinking she'd stay
with me, if you don't mind.

Oh.

Why would I mind?

Of course, you want
to stay together.

How could I be so foolish?

I hope she wasn't offended.

Don't worry.

Let's get your stuff.

Yeah.

And the kid's got a girlfriend,

so looks like using him is out.

- Look, you're not
serious, are you?

- I'll let you
know when I'm kidding.

- Look, there's not
much you can do.

The law says that she
gets half of everything.

- Yeah, does she get to
keep my left nut, too?

- Well, that all depends
on whether or not

the court determines
it to be an asset.

- What do you
got in this thing?

You're such a tease.

I'm a tease?

I gotta finish pulling weeds,

and I got a rocket in my pocket.

Sorry-

Honey, could you
come here a minute?

What?

- I want you to put some
lotion on my back for me.

Mm, that feels good.

Water's calling me.

Hey, don't stop.

_ surfs up!

- Judging from the
expression on your face

I'd say you found
yourself quite a masseur.

So Chris tells me
you're an actress?

I'm working on it.

Yeah.

That's a tough business.

I once had dreams of
becoming an actress.

What happened?

- Well, among other
things, I met my husband.

And he didn't want me working,

let alone running
around Hollywood

looking for acting jobs.

But it all worked out
for the best, I guess.

- So you're
telling me that Michelle

got along with Mrs. Moreland?

- I'm telling you
that I saw them talking.

And Michelle was laughing.

I had no reason to
suspect anything.

No idea what was going
on in Charlotte's mind.

It wasn't 'til later at dinner.

Charlotte was
distracted, tearful.

But even then I wasn't worried.

Not really.

- It's really nice of you
to make dinner like this.

I wasn't expecting it to
be so much like a vacation.

It's no trouble at all.

I really enjoy having guests.

What does your husband do?

- Well, he's got his hands
just about everyone's pocket.

Mostly it's real estate.

on.

- So how long will you
be staying with us?

- Only a couple of
days, if that's okay.

Of course.

- You know, I really
feel bad for Charlotte.

Why?

Well, think about it.

She's out in this big house,

all alone most of the time.

Her husband only
comes out on weekends.

And she doesn't seem
to like him much.

It'd be enough to drive me nuts.

Well, you're here to visit me,

not to worry about her.

Well, that's true.

" Bed?

Sounds like a plan.

Yeah.

Come on, hurry up.

- Give me a second,
give me a sec-

Come on.

Come on!

Okay, now move over.

Come on!

Okay, alright.

Here, come on.

No!

Don't! Ah!

Ooh!

Don't!

Don't.

Move.

Move!

No, you move.

- You!
- Come on!

Don't, I don't wanna spit.

Don't.

Here, come on, move.

Don't!

Come on!

Get out of the way, I
wanna spit.

Don't look!

Ah!

Stop it.

Put your head in there.
- Get a towel.

Towel?

It's your fault you gave
me too much toothpaste.

I can see why you spend so
much time with Charlotte.

She's so easy to talk to.

Yeah.

Hey, what's the matter?

Nothing.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Good.

Chris.

Are you sure that this
just isn't simply a fantasy

that you concocted
in your own mind?

Sleep well?

Fine, thanks.

- Chris, I'm gonna need
you to go into town

and pick up a few things.

Sure.

Just a few things.

There's a list on the counter.

Okay, I'll go now.

Oh, no, no, you don't have to.

It's alright.

- I'll stay here
and help clean up.

How sweet.

- I'll see you later.
- Okay.

- The keys to my
car are next to the paper.

I can take Michelle's car.

Oh, no, no, that's okay.

Take mine.

_ AI rig hty-

Oh, sit down.

There's plenty of
time to do that.

So...

How long have you
been seeing Chris?

Almost two years.

He's very nice.

And very, very handsome.

Yes, I know.

And you're so young.

And so beautiful.

Get up.

Slow.

Little bitch.

Michelle, darling.

I need you to do
me a little favor.

I need you to call
that nice, handsome,

intelligent boyfriend of yours

and tell him that
you were called away

on that movie you told
him about last week.

- Hi, this is
Chris, thanks for calling.

Please leave your name
and number at the beep,

and I'll get back to you.

Thank you-

Hi honey.

My agent called me
about the movie.

I'll let you know where I am.

I'll call you later.

- Quite the little
actress, aren't we?

Aw.

Poor thing.

I have a few things to
take care of upstairs,

so you'll have to
excuse me for a while.

But I'll be back to
check on you later.

- So you're
telling me that Mrs. Moreland

made it appear that
Michelle had left?

Yes.

She tried to tell me
Michelle had left,

but that wasn't the truth.

Charlotte was crazy
with jealousy.

But I didn't know
how far gone she was.

What she was willing to do

because of her
hatred for Michelle.

Hmm, go on.

Did you get everything?

- Yeah, but that
was the longest list

of a few things
that I ever seen.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh!

I got some flowers in
there for Michelle.

Oh, she's gone.

Gone?

- Yeah, but it's
good news, I think.

Her agent called and said
something about a movie.

- Did she leave me
a note or anything?

Um, check your machine.

She called your number
as soon as she found out.

I'll be right back.

Hi honey.

My agent called me
about the movie.

I'll let you know where I am.

I'll call you later.

- You were right, she
did leave a message for me.

So did you tell her?

No.

Why not?

- It's not the
easiest thing to do.

- Well, nobody said
you had to tell her.

I mean, I'm certainly
not going to tell her.

No, I can't.

- Look, it happens to
everyone sometimes.

It's not that!

I can't be with you anymore.

How are you?

Fine? Good.

Have you ever done something
you wish you didn't do?

Don't answer.

Of course you have.

We all have.

I know I have.

You know who else has?

I do.

Chris, your perfect
little Mr. Wonderful.

He did something very bad.

Something you'd have
to see to believe.

I think you'd really
be upset if you knew.

Save your strength.

I don't know for what, but
you just might need it.

He wanted to tell you.

He didn't know how.

At least he wanted to tell you.

That's admirable.

He just didn't know how.

They say "a picture is
worth a thousand words."

Where is she?

I killed her.

I showed her what we did.

And then I killed her.

You what?

She was no good for you.

She didn't know what you needed.

Only I know what's best for you.

Couldn't you tell?

She was a whore.

A dirty, sleazy little whore
who just wanted to use you.

I couldn't let that
happen, I just couldn't.

You understand that, don't you?

Don't you?

I only did it for you.

I love you.

You do love me, don't you?

Doesn't anybody love me?

No!

I wouldn't kill her.

I wouldn't do that to you.

I love you.

Chris!

Help me!

Chris!

Oh my God!

Get me out of here!

Michelle.

It's okay.

Shit!

It's Mr. Moreland.

You bastard.

Jesus Christ!

I'll be damned if I
knew how this happened.

I guess it really doesn't
matter, though, does it?

Things always seem to
work out for me somehow.

You bastard!

And that's it.

That's the truth, I swear.

- Unfortunately,
we haven't been able to find

Ms. Arno to
corroborate your story.

- I told
you, she was furious!

She'll be back.

You'll see.

I'm sorry, Chris.

But taking into account these
circumstances and your record,

I have no choice but to
recommend confinement.

You can't.

This isn't happening.

Not again.

Michelle.

- Yes, what
a perfect opportunity.

A lonely, neglected rich woman.

Deprived of her,
shall we say, needs.

But that's not it.

- And you,
an obviously attractive

well-equipped young stud.

The kind of guy who
would tease a woman

like Charlotte Moreland
until she would do anything

to get your, uh, what
is the right word?

Love?

No, you're wrong.

Wasn't like that at all.

You're trying to make
me believe I'm crazy.

That I could kill people.

That's not true.

I could never hurt anybody.

It was Charlotte.

She did it.

She did it! Charlotte!

- I'm
sorry, Christopher.

But now two people are dead.

Your story doesn't add up.

Too many holes.

I'm afraid this time
I will see to it

that you're committed
to the Robert G. Porter

State Hospital for
the Criminally Insane.

With no chance for a parole.

Michelle.

Michelle, I still love you.

I really do.

I really do.