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I'm not crazy. That man was in my room last night. I saw him and I felt him.

She is a prisoner. They got her locked away.

Peter!

Peter! You won't help her, then I will.

I think she should be institutionalized.

Deborah!

Deborah!

If you ever come back here, you'll go to jail.

I'll come back.

Don't you worry.

Thanks.

Miss Wick, are you all right? I just had that dream again.

No, please don't tell my uncle.

I knew you should take your sedative. I will, I will, I will. Just don't tell

him, please. He thinks I'm crazy already.

Here. Now, you're going to be all right.

You won't tell him now, will you?

I won't tell him.

Thank you.

Good night, Miss Whitten.

Hello, Scott. How are you?

Fine, fine.

Good. You're up very early for a Saturday morning. Oh, yeah. Great being

early.

You all right?

Huh? Nothing wrong?

Oh, no.

Can I fix you a little breakfast?

You haven't eaten yet, have you? No, no. No, I'm fine. I'm not hungry.

Ah, too bad.

Picked a mean omelet.

All right, come on. What's wrong?

Okay, um... Okay, um... I know how you're always open to new.

I'm not going to like the sound of it. No, just let me explain, okay? A woman

came into the club where I was playing last night. I knew I wasn't going to

the sound of it. I'd seen her a few times before, but this time she was

So I took her out for a cup of coffee, and I found out she's in a lot of

trouble.

And you told her about me? Yeah. What else was I going to do?

It's her first time in New York. She doesn't have any money. God!

And she's pregnant.

And what's that got to do with me? No, the guy who got her that way.

has been following her around, and he says that he's going to beat her up if

doesn't come back to him.

She told you that, did she? Yeah, last night.

Scott, please do tell me that is not her. No, that's her. She's been waiting

outside. You're going to love her, Dad. She's really nice.

Scott!

Come on.

Yeah. Okay.

Dad?

This is Shirley Gossett.

Shirley, this is my father, Robert McCall.

It's very nice to meet you, Mr. McCall.

Your apartment is lovely.

Thank you, Miss Gossett.

Shirley, I told my dad a little bit about what you told me last night at the

club. And if anyone can help you, he can.

Well, I'm just so glad you've been honest with him, Scott. I think this is

very mature decision.

Well, what are you talking about?

Well, you can't keep me in the closet forever.

I'm sorry? Scott, hold on.

Excuse me, Miss Gossett. Would you elaborate on that statement?

You mean you haven't told him?

Mr. McCall, you're... Well...

Your son is the father of my child.

I know the difference between what is a dream and what is real.

I'm not crazy.

That man was in my room last night. I saw him and I felt him.

Debra, you're very upset.

You didn't even call the police.

Dr. Spalding is on his way here right now.

I need the police, not a psychiatrist.

Why won't you listen to me?

That man was in my room last night. He touched me.

Uncle Kenneth, please.

You've been through a terrifying ordeal.

It takes time to get over things like this.

Now you just think about it for a minute.

If that person was real, then why did he just come into your room, put his hand

over your mouth and then leave?

I don't know.

But I do know he is coming back and he is going to kill me just like he killed

my father.

The police shot him the night of the murder.

You know that.

Dad?

Oh, Ken.

Come on in.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt, but I'm leaving for the airport. No,

we're finishing up here.

Why don't you say goodbye to your cousin and I'll see you down at the car.

Deborah, I've got some business to attend to, but we'll talk some more at

Peter's bringing the car.

Only got a couple of minutes. Oh, Ken, please don't go.

You are the only person who listens to me.

That man was really in my room last night.

The one in the nightmare? Yes, he touched me.

You don't believe me, do you?

I believe in you.

What am I going to do without you?

It's only for three weeks.

I've been training for this triathlon for a whole year. No, I want you to go,

really, I do. And I want you to win.

Win? I'll be lucky if I finish.

That Hawaiian course is hell. No, you're going to win. You're going to beat them

all.

Come on.

Hey, did you ever get hold of that friend of yours from Strasbourg?

I completely forgot. He's coming over here this morning.

You see, just like that, I get replaced.

Never. Thanks.

I think you're going to be fine.

And I'll call as soon as I've landed in Hawaii, just to make sure. Okay, well,

have a safe flight.

Dad, I swear, the only thing I ever shared with that woman is a cup of

You've got to believe me.

Oh, I do, I do.

I was just thinking, when this is all settled, you and I are going to have a

very serious conversation. Okay, okay.

But, Dad, what do we do now?

Do you think she wants money?

Well, how else is she going to mend her broken heart? I'll tell you something

else that's definite.

What? She's not going to be alone.

What do you mean? She's a shark.

Female con artist.

Female con artists always have a bodyguard.

This is a nightmare.

Mind you, there is one thing that a shark respects.

What's that?

A bigger shark.

We're going back inside, and don't you say a word, Scott. Not one single word.

Well, Miss Gossett, we really have arrived at a most amusing situation.

What do you mean?

Two massive liars have collided.

You don't believe me? Oh, yes, yes, I do. I believe every word, every single

word. Anyway, Scott has admitted the whole sordid affair.

Tell me all about it. Nasty little steamy meetings in dirty little hotels.

Oh, see, the whole thing is absolutely disgusting. I don't know why you two

young people didn't come to me before.

Scott, don't you think it is time that we told this young woman the truth?

Wait a minute, I don't understand.

Don't worry, sweetheart, you will. Scott, sit down.

You see, he is not my son any more than you are his mistress.

What do you mean he's not your son?

You're lying.

No. You see, we have a business arrangement here, aye?

We are international distributors of an age -old product.

Young women.

He collects them for me.

What?

Usually on a Saturday morning.

Now, if it got it, where would you like your child to be born?

Paraguay?

Saudi Arabia?

You see, we're going to get a very, very good price for you, sweetheart.

After all, it's two for the price of one, isn't it? You get away from me.

Arabia of you, sweetheart. I really do. I can just see you now, out there in the

middle of a beautiful desert in a hot, hot harem.

Sweetheart, you have precisely ten seconds to get out of this building, and

don't you ever, ever come back.

Unit, sir!

How was I supposed to know?

Where do you think you're going?

Scott, I think it is now time that you and I have this little conversation.

Oh, Dad, can we postpone that for another time?

I have an appointment with an old friend, and I'm late already.

I really appreciate how you handled that. That was great.

I'll let myself out the back way.

Confronting the past is part of the healing process.

Next time, you'll try to take control of that nightmare. No, I can't do that.

I can't.

I'm going to strengthen your sedative. Right now, what I want you to do is go

back and take a nice long rest, okay?

Dr. Spalding, you have to understand that that man who was in my nightmare,

was in my room last night. He touched me.

I'll see you tomorrow, okay?

Good work.

Get some rest.

any answers, Mr. Whitten.

She's getting worse, isn't she?

She still believes that man is alive.

Well, delusions can appear to be quite real.

I think it might be a good idea if we were to find Deborah another place to

for a while.

I thought you said that you didn't want to do that. I didn't. I wanted her to

confront her past here in the house where it all happened.

But it's not working.

Well, I'm sure I can arrange a move.

It might be better. Gotta get out of here.

Is there a chance that Deborah might have to be institutionalized?

Well, let's just say it's a possibility.

Are you okay?

Scott, thank God you're here.

What's the matter? We have to get out of here quickly.

What?

There's a man inside that building who's trying to kill me.

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay.

Please, we have to hurry.

Okay.

Watch yourself.

Everything just kind of fell apart.

I thought of going back to school in Strasbourg, but I gave that up.

We studied under the same teacher.

Ever the fine violinist? Not anymore.

I understand your uncle is the only family you have left.

No, I have my cousin Ken.

But he's on his way to Hawaii to be in the Iron Man triathlon.

The what?

The Iron Man.

Doesn't matter.

Scott, could we have a word in private? Sure.

Do you mind, Miss Whitten?

No, no, don't. Thanks.

Scott, I know she's your friend, and you would like to help her.

Nevertheless, her uncle is wealthy enough to give her all the real help she

needs. Weren't you listening in there?

She is a prisoner. They got her locked away.

The best and safest thing you can do to help that girl...

is to take her home immediately.

Fine. You won't help her, then I will.

You can just sit in this apartment and listen to weirdos on your answering

machine all day.

That is a friend of mine.

And I'm not going to let her down.

Do you think the day will ever come when you and I...

can communicate with each other without drawing blood.

Maybe.

Yeah, maybe.

All right.

If you feel that strongly about the girl, I'll tell you what I'll do. I will

this far.

We will take her home.

And once we are there, I will try to find out all there is to find out.

All right?

I do appreciate your bringing my niece home, Mr. McCormack.

We were worried sick about her.

Well, I apologize for the inconvenience.

I'm afraid my son is rather inexperienced, and I think he was

overwhelmed.

Deborah overwhelms us all.

She was telling me some story about being attacked in the middle of the

It's a fantasy.

We've had a very hard time here this past six months. Deborah had a breakdown

four years ago when her mother died, but it's nothing compared to this.

Scott was telling me that she wasn't in a wheelchair in France.

Was she injured during the attack on her father?

Well, yes, she was thrown down a staircase.

But that isn't the cause of her problem.

The doctor says she should be walking. Her paralysis is not physical. It's

psychological.

Ah.

Well, we do sympathize.

Perhaps Scott could visit her when the situation is more conducive.

I'd appreciate that very much.

Scott, shall we go?

Goodbye.

Hello, Debra.

Hi. Hi.

Your uncle and I have had a talk.

Scott will be able to visit you very soon.

You have not seen the last of us.

Young lady, you'll get well soon, won't you?

Is that all?

Yes, for now.

Rachel will help Deborah get ready for dinner while I feed Mr. McCall and his

son. Don't worry.

Thank you. Bye -bye.

You hardly asked him anything.

Scott, I asked him what I wanted to know.

Get in the car.

She thinks we sold her down the river. I can see it in her eyes. Get in the car.

You know, Scott, that girl may well turn out to be mentally unbalanced.

If she does, there's nothing that you or I can do to help her. You do know that,

don't you? No, I'll never believe that.

The way he talked about her, you'd think she'd been out of her mind for years.

It's just not true. I know her. That's an emotional response, Scott.

What we have to have is hard evidence.

Okay, so how do we get evidence?

Well, you're going to take a train to Manhattan.

There's a pad down there with a pen.

Take these names.

Henry Baxter, judge of probate court.

George Homestead, planning commissioner.

Now, Baxter will be able to get hold of a copy of her father's will.

I want to find out exactly what the terms and conditions of that request

Homestead, he has access to all architectural drawings of every building

accounting.

I want the original blueprints of the Whitman Manor.

Hey, that's not bad.

That's not bad at all.

Thank you, Scott. I'm glad you approve.

You're welcome.

Scott.

My pen, please.

I've lost them like that before.

Oh, wait.

Here you go.

Thank you. I'll get you one for your birthday.

about the doctor's orders. And I don't want to take any more of those

They give me a hangover in the morning. I have strict instructions from your

uncle and Dr.

Spalding.

What the hell with both of them?

All they want to do is run my life.

Miss Whitten, please.

I'll be here in a second.

I want to read a little bit before the medicine starts to take effect.

All right.

Thank you.

Good night, Miss Whitten.

Good night, Rachel.

You have no right to break into my home like a common thief.

If that's how you feel, why don't you call the police?

That's exactly what I intend to do.

And when they arrive, I shall tell them exactly what's going on in this house.

What are you talking about? I'm talking about a young girl who's being attacked,

whose guardian apparently doesn't even bother to protect her. You're a con man.

You double -talk your way into people's lives.

Police. One moment, officer. One moment, please.

You're a parasite, McCall.

This is Kenneth Whitten. I think I have an intruder here.

I'm going to have you arrested.

Really? You don't seem too anxious to talk to them. Why don't you let me have

them? No.

You're behaving like a man who's got something to hide. I want you out of

house now. Go on, get out.

If you ever come back here, you'll go to jail.

I'll come back.

Don't you worry.

Sorry about the delay.

It appears that it was all a mistake.

Are you sure?

Yeah, the situation is being resolved.

Okay.

Where are they taking me?

Ask your uncle.

Rachel, they're taking me to an institution, aren't they?

Aren't they?

Please, don't ask me any more questions.

I'm not going to let them.

They won't get away with it.

What? Leave me alone, Rachel. Get away from me.

you doing up there? I'll tell you when you come up here.

Come on, I want to see what you've got.

Please don't make me go to that house.

Deborah, you're being irrational.

Why can't I stay here? Why do I have to go there?

Because it's not working.

It's not helping you.

The man is going to follow me there. He's going to kill me.

Oh, Deborah, please.

I want to see Mr. McCall. No, he's gone.

And he won't be back. Why did you hire him without my consent?

The man's a charlatan. He is not.

He understands that I am telling the truth.

He believes anything for a price.

It was not a dream.

The bed is old and simply gave way.

I'm sorry, Deborah.

My decision is final.

I would be all alone over there.

I don't want to be alone.

It's just another one of our houses.

Rachel, we'll go with you. I've made the arrangements. You leave tonight.

I'll check up on you later.

Your friend Homestead dug back almost 100 years to find the blueprints.

And it's just that this will is being probated, right? Yeah.

In less than two weeks, she inherits $50 million.

A lot of people would kill for less.

Well, it wouldn't do them any good here, because according to this, if she dies

within five years, it all goes to charity.

So what's the motive?

Oh, now, here's an interesting clause.

If for any reason Deborah is proven mentally incompetent, the entire estate

be placed in trust for her... under the control of her uncle.

You mean the guy isn't trying to kill her at all? You're pointless, weren't

Yeah. All he has to do to steal her fortune is to drive her insane.

Hey.

They're taking her somewhere.

destination. Stay and observe.

Don't do anything else. Just observe. You take my car. Here are the keys.

I'll telephone you.

Find out what the location is and I'll join you.

I need your keys.

You're going to drive my car? Yes, I'm going to drive your car. I just don't

you in my car.

Thank you.

Let's see. Give me the blueprints.

Where are you going?

I'm going to take a little stroll in the woods.

With blueprints.

That's logical. Yeah.

Hello, Dr. Spalding, this is Kenneth Whitten. I'm sorry to trouble you so

Is it about Deborah?

Yes.

Yes, I'm afraid we've, uh... We've had a problem with Deborah.

Look, I took your advice. I moved her to the other house. I did think that

getting her out of the place where her father died might help, but she hasn't

responded very well. I know.

He's been through a lot. Sure, sure.

Doctor, I've come to a decision.

I think she should be institutionalized.

Maybe we should wait.

No, I don't think waiting would do any good. She's only getting worse.

Well, would you please initiate the paperwork tomorrow morning?

All right. Thank you.

I wish I didn't have to come to this.

Scott?

Rachel?

Rachel?

Thank you.

Take that stupid mask off. McCall!

McCall!

Oh, my God.

Where's my niece?

She... She's quite safe.

This is your son.

They're quite safe now.

Nothing is over.

For you.

Ken.

Why?

Why?

We don't have anything.

He would have had control over us.

For money.

Alone.

You know, your father's an incredible man, Scott.

I will never forget when he came through that window.

Yeah, well, he'd be a little more incredible if he'd wear his bulletproof

once in a while.

I still can't believe that it was Ken.

He must have been in that room listening to every psychiatric session I had in

the hidden room just so that he could terrify me.

He was my best friend growing up.

Yeah, well, you could be glad he dropped that triathlon pin and my father found

it. Hey, after that, his show was over.

Quick call to Hawaii, where he never showed up. And went to your uncle to get

him to the scene.

Piece of cake.

Brilliant deduction.

Especially since you spent most of your time unconscious on the floor.

Just pulling a little shoe -level surveillance, Dad. Oh, I see. That was

What do you think they were going to do with us? East River, probably.

Salt and pepper.

Cut.

Remove the glove.

Thank you.

I would just like to thank both of you for everything that you've done for me.

Our pleasure.

Just tell me something.

When are you going to get out of that wheelchair?

Well, the doctor says that I'm making progress already. I've taken the first

step. I know it's all in my head. All right.

Scott, can you assist me? Sure.

Oh, Dad, can we talk in the other room for a minute? Ah, don't touch the

shoulder, Scott. Sorry.

Can we talk in the other room? I'm just about to have a bagel. I know. They're

not going anywhere. Deborah, will you excuse us for one minute, please?

Sure. Here, sir. Thanks. The shoulder!

Sorry.

Excuse me.

What is it? What was it?

Oh, I hate to mention this, Dad, but, you know, I did do a lot of work to help

break this thing open.

You were a certain assistant, yes. And on top of that, you wouldn't even have

taken this case.

Well, now that is for sure.

Yeah, yeah. Since all of the above is true, I thought, Dad, that I deserve

sort of, you know, commission.

You thought you what?

Now, lad, just know what you give the other guys. Mickey, Jimmy, those guys

you hire them.

I cannot believe what I'm hearing.

I cannot believe it.

I took this case, as you call it, as a personal favor to you because this young

lady is your friend.

I get myself shot.

I nearly break my damn neck falling over banisters.

And you are asking me for money?

What, you don't think my work was valuable? That's not the point.

Well, if it's a problem, just forget it. It's a problem. I've forgotten it. You

know, Dad, I really like working with you. We ought to do this more often. In

fact, I'm going to bring you a new client every Saturday.

Scott, you wouldn't do that.

Try me.

How much do you want?