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Justine?

Justine? Somebody there?

Justine?

I'm coming.

Okay.

Hang on there, honey.

Just hang on.

Okay. You came out here on a dare, huh?

Yeah.

Okay.

You want to come here? All right.

Oh, stay right there.

We're okay now.

Yeah. All right.

Okay.

Okay, it's all right. Come on, I got you.

Come on.

Got you.

Come on.

Okay, hang on a second.

Let me get up front.

Okay.

You get over?

All right, just turn around.

All right, you ready? No. Let's go.

I can't move without Harriet.

I've had her since I was a kid.

Your bear.

My teddy bear.

All right, hang on a second.

You get Harriet. Okay.

What if you knew, beyond a doubt, what was going to happen tomorrow?

What would you do?

There's no easy answer for a guy who gets tomorrow's news today.

Come on, we'll chill with you. Okay.

You had to save the teddy bear, huh?

I told you I didn't fall because of the teddy bear.

I saw the... Girl.

Oh, yeah. Blame it on a girl. Always blaming it on a girl. It's like an oven.

It's because the radiator's broken. Everything's broken around here. And I

see that girl.

All right, follow my line.

You saw the girl.

You looked away. What are you doing? What are you doing? Sorry.

So you saw the girl, okay?

You looked away for a second, and then when you turned back, she was gone.

Gary, you were on a scaffolding. So unless Siegfried and Roy were involved,

whole thing sounds a little iffy.

Where do you want to go? I want to go open the window.

Oh, oh, oh, oh. I got an itch.

My toe.

Which toe?

How's the patient?

Grouchy. Oh, dear.

Now, look, if you want anything else, scratch, snip, wipe, or schlep, you ask

her, because I got work to do.

Wait a second.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Suity calls, my friend. Come on. I am busy today. I'm hiring a new waitress.

Well, I can hire the new waitress.

You cannot hire the new waitress.

Besides, I am not your errand boy. The victim was scantily clad in a bathing

suit. That sounds like a bikini to me.

Scantily clad.

Bikini? Gently clad.

Woman drowns in community pool.

That's, of course, unless some hunk of manhood happens to come by and save her.

Tell you what.

I'll take care of this one.

But trust it once.

But don't get used to it.

Good.

In the heat of the Mojave Desert, the female scorpion scuttles across the

burning sand towards a waiting male.

She lures him with a mating dance that will become, for the unsuspecting male,

dance of death.

When the mating ritual is complete... In shirts and also in skirts for you. And

I do have a real quick preview to What's Your Appetite?

Beautiful babes on the beach.

They're not women, they're men!

But yeah, but yeah, but yeah.

29, drowned when her foot was caught in a drain.

Cleo.

Cleo?

Cleo Gaylord?

No.

Um, excuse me, are either one of you Cleo Gaylord?

Never heard of it.

Huge, milky white, flapping thighs.

What are you talking about? The indoor pool, remember?

Instead of a scantily clad bikini, all I got was Moby Dick!

Excuse me, guys.

You, uh, want to meet the new waitress?

Bring her in, please, Marissa.

All right, um, come on in.

Gary, Chuck, meet the new waitress, Ann.

That's right. Our new waitress.

Hi. Chuck Fishman. Welcome to McGinty's. Thanks.

We met the other day. Sort of.

Sorry? That was me.

In the lakefront building on the scaffolding.

Um... Marissa, why don't you take... Anne. Anne.

Downstairs. No, the building with the little girl. It was just no more than

days ago.

That's impossible. I just moved here from Muncie yesterday, so... Yeah, well,

he's not feeling very well. That and the Darvaset that he's... Oh, wait a

second. Why did you move to the Windy City?

We do that. We finish each other's sentences. That's why we're partners.

start enjoying us.

Right. Well,

my grandmother and my mother used to live here, and I just finished school,

figured now or never, right? So I moved across the street.

Across the street?

I'm sure you'll like the place. Chicago's a very friendly city. So,

don't you take Ann downstairs and start?

her on paperwork all right come on be right down all right nice to meet you hi

it's one thing to share your hallucinations hallucination

all right your delusions then look that girl wants to be our new waitress and

whether she knows it or not she wants to date me so don't blow it look i i saw

her i I saw her. She was dressed a little bit differently. Her hair was a

bit different. But that was the girl. That was the same girl. Yeah? I saw that

girl in that building across this very street.

Wow.

I never noticed. I can see everything from here.

What is she, a model or something?

A flight attendant.

Yeah?

That woman has a remarkable set of pets.

Don't you think that it's a little strange that she should show up here?

Gary, I think she's gonna take a shower.

Oh, look, will you listen to me here?

Gary, it's very simple.

What you're doing here is a rear window.

Huh?

Hitchcock's rear window, where Jimmy Stewart breaks his leg, he sits around

day in his apartment spying on his neighbors.

That's it?

Well, one of them ends up being a murderer.

It's a cheery film.

I just saw a guy break into Anne's apartment.

You saw what?

I just saw a guy in that building break into our new waitress's apartment.

Wait a minute. What were you doing looking in Anne's apartment? Well, it

in here, and so I went to the window. When I opened it up, I looked across the

way. Let me guess. You just accidentally happened to see a girl in the window.

Well, forget about what I was doing. What's he doing in our new waitress's

apartment? Well, you tell me.

I saw the guy this morning. He was arguing with his wife. You know, a real

-down drag -out.

And all of a sudden, he's in our apartment.

Now, what's that all about?

Wait, how much medication have you been taking, Gary?

Who are you calling?

I'm going to call our new waitress.

Okay, and what are you going to tell her? I'll tell you what I'm going to

her. I'm going to tell her exactly what I should tell her.

I'm... Hello, Ann.

This is Gary Hobson. I was just calling to tell you that... Well, I...

So I wanted to tell you that Muncie isn't as big as Chicago, and that you

keep your doors locked.

And, well, no, that was all.

Well, sure, I'll see you at work.

Goodbye.

That was great.

Anything else you want to tell me?

No.

All right, well, hey, are you sure you're okay? Yeah.

If you need me I'll be in the office.

Get up. Get over here right now. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Slow down, Hobbs. Slow down.

I'm watching a girl across the street right now, and she is in big trouble.

You're watching some girl across the street?

No, it's the new waitress.

Okay, okay. So you're watching one of your employees in her apartment?

Well, it's not like that. What, do you make me out to be a pervert or

Oh, no, I wouldn't do that.

What are you, a telescope or binoculars?

Binoculars. What does that have to do with it, Crumb?

I'm just curious.

Look, I'm telling you, she's going to be shot.

Who? The waitress.

Someone is conspiring to kill your waitress.

That's what I've been trying to tell you.

Now, how exactly do you know this?

Listen to me. Yesterday, I saw the guy sneaking into our apartment. This

morning, I see the same guy selling a gun to a neighbor.

What kind of gun?

Well, it was a gun, a gun gun. I don't know, the kind that goes bang.

Oh, I suppose the one that goes say, uh, woof, woof.

Listen, Crump, I saw the guy. He gave him cash.

You sure?

Look, Crump, I know you're not a cop anymore, but you can make a citizen's

arrest, can't you?

What's the address?

What's going on?

It looks like the guy that broke into her apartment is telling the younger guy

something.

He's telling her to shoot her in the head.

Oh, my God.

Why would they want to kill a girl from Muncie?

I don't know.

Wait a second. There's Crump.

Got him.

He got him.

I got it.

It's not rear window.

It's body double.

The stewardess across the street is Melanie Griffith.

What? The old man paid her to draw your attention to that building so that you

would witness them plotting a murder.

But if they were plotting a murder, then why would they want to witness?

Because this is Gaslight. And you, my friend, are Ingrid Bergman. And the

mystery man is James Mason. Anne was in that building, but she denied it because

she wants you to think that you're crazy.

Why? Why? I'll tell you why. Because then when Ann does commit the murder,

lose all credibility.

No one believes you. And Ann, she collects all the insurance money, and

off to Mexico, to Oaxaca or someplace.

Chuck, that's not body double. That's body heat.

Body heat, body double. I'm spitballing here, baby. I'm, uh, I'm, uh, my

creative juices are flowing. I should have been aware of myself. Come in,

please. Action.

Carl.

What'd you do? Did you skip him over to the police or what?

No. But you did get him, right?

Yeah, you want to see?

They're here?

Yeah, they want to meet the peeping Tom.

Mr. Malone, this is your gunman, Ray Malone.

Looks kind of scary, don't he?

Tell him what you do for a living, Ray.

I write mysteries.

Oh, so a writer can't be a murderer?

Wait a second, I saw you buy a gun.

I was plotting a book, not a crime.

A book?

All right, what about the other guy? The other guy, I saw him break into Ann's

apartment. I'm telling you. Yeah. Mrs. Sinclair.

This is Ann's landlord, Lou Sinclair.

Landlord.

Landlord, huh?

Huh.

I suppose you were in Ann's apartment because... My last tenant had a problem

with the outlets.

I wanted to make sure they were fixed.

Well, I guess that particular crime would be found in the criminal code

thoughtful behavior.

It looks like I owe you an apology. It sure does, Gare. A word of advice,

Hopson, if you're interested.

Colonel Mustard in the conservatory with a candlestick.

Thank you.

Now, next time you junior detectives get a bright idea, do me a favor.

Don't call me.

Wait a second.

The paper says Anne's going to be shot. The paper's never wrong.

Are you sure you read it right?

Of course I read it right. Here, it's right here. Woman shot to death.

Uh, Gare, I think we have a little problem here.

What is it?

This paper's from 1944.

Believe this. Me neither.

I was just getting used to tomorrow's newspaper today.

The paper's over 50 years old.

So what is it doing here?

She was telling the truth.

Truth about what?

It wasn't her that I saw in that building.

That's what I've been trying to tell you.

It was this woman.

Daria.

Who's Daria?

Miss Daria DeLongpre.

24.

Popular UFO hostess.

Was shot to death last night at McKinsey's bar.

Oh, McKinsey.

One of the city's most popular USO night spots.

Mr. Longcree had spent the evening dancing with a number of servicemen,

of whom have been taken in for questioning.

No murder weapon was recovered from the scene, although police believe it to be

a small caliber revolver. Is that true?

My grandmother was murdered?

Sorry, Ian.

Resemblance is amazing.

I can't believe this. It happened right here. Who killed her?

Well, I went online to the newspaper archives, and apparently the police

found the killer.

This is so strange.

You didn't know anything about this at all?

No. My grandfather died in World War II, and my mother...

Always told me when I was growing up that my grandmother Daria was killed in

car accident.

So you get in touch with your mom?

No, she died when I was nine.

Why wouldn't she tell me that?

Maybe because you were a kid.

Maybe. Does it say anything about my grandfather in there?

According to this paper, your grandmother was never married.

Of course she was. They got married a month before he got shipped off to the

Pacific. Okay, that much I know. My grandmother was married. I mean, she had

be, right?

How else do you explain my mother?

Oh.

Okay, so my grandmother was a single mom, and my mother was...

Unlucky.

I gotta go.

Look, I know I just started work today, but if I... No, that's fine.

Take as much time as you need.

Thanks. I just... I just need some time.

All we have to do is find out who killed Daria.

Daria? Oh, you're on a first -name basis now?

Ever since I've had the accident, I've been...

Dreaming about Dorian.

What? Who?

I've

got a

question for you.

How would you feel if you found out someone was obsessed with you, following

you, watching your every move?

Who are you?

That's really good.

You were scared, but at the same time you were angry. Strong. I like that. I

like that a lot.

What are you doing?

Oh, we haven't met. I'm Raymond Malone. I'm from 2B. I'm the mystery writer.

I'm doing some research. Research? May I ask you a few more questions? No.

Can you believe all this USO stuff we found in the basement?

Old man McGinty was a major pack rat.

Saved everything.

Anything else down there? Yeah, about 50 more boxes like this one.

We'll go get them. What?

Research. Are you nuts?

Have you been down to the basement lately?

I go down there one more time, I'm going to catch hantavirus.

Hey, guys.

What did the police say?

Well, they said unsolved murder cases are never closed, and they give it a

review once a year, but they're no closer to solving this than they were 50

years ago.

Cheer for man?

Nope. What about Daria?

Am I the only rational person here?

Dead people do not communicate with the living. That is one of the

qualifications of being dead.

Well, maybe there's some things that can't be explained, Chuck.

It's like Gary said.

Maybe Daria wants his help.

Maybe she's trying to tell him something. Maybe she wants him to do

Like what? Order room service?

I was thinking more along the lines of laying her soul to rest.

We stood and talked like this before

We looked at each other in the same way then

But I can't remember where or when

Something

bad happened for the first time

Here.

Here, get up.

What are you... Morning. Hey.

Hey.

I just had a dream about Daria.

She was trying to tell me something.

That's funny.

I had a dream about the new waitress.

She was trying to tell me something.

No, no, no.

Some things that happened for the first time seem to be happening

again.

You know what, buddy?

We gotta get you some fresh air immediately.

No, no, no. It's a song. It's a... Get the paper. Listen. Get the paper. That

thing happened over 50 years ago.

You see, I... I think there's a connection between...

No one's home.

Well, you could call Crumb.

What, after yesterday?

Look, the paper says that she's killed in her apartment, right?

Right. So, isn't it obvious?

All we have to do is stop her from going into her apartment.

How am I going to do that? I can't even get down the stairs. You want me to go

across the street to... Oh, no, no, no.

No. No, no, listen. All you got to do is you take the cell phone over there and

you stand by the door. That's it.

Look, this does not play into my strengths, all right?

Mad Killers, you see that movie Body Double?

You remember the woman was murdered, impaled with a six -inch power drill.

But I thought you liked her.

I do.

I love her.

Well, then you could save her life. I mean, I bet she'd like a guy who did

Hmm. A date with Anne?

Or impaled by a six -foot power drill?

Come on!

I'll do it for our children.

Attaboy.

You got my cell phone number, right? Oh, yeah.

Been home all day, and look at this.

It's still there.

Well, you did everything you can, Gary.

There's got to be something. There's got to be something that we're missing.

Like what?

Go on, get out of here, would you?

Like this?

I think I know who's going to kill him.

Fishman.

Charles Fishman.

Back up a minute.

You're telling me that Lou is going to kill Ann because... Because Lou killed

Daria. Things that happened for the first time seem to be happening again.

Wait, wait, wait. You're losing me, Gary.

Fifty years ago, Lou killed Daria.

Why would he do that?

I don't know. Why do people kill each other?

Jealousy? Money? Who knows? But I do know that he's in this picture, and that

tells me it's got to be him. Why?

What? Look, it fits.

Fifty years ago, he kills a woman, and he thinks he's gotten away with it all

this time. Well, all of a sudden, her granddaughter shows up in his building.

She's a spitting image.

Lou gets scared.

That's right. Breaks into her apartment to find out what she knows.

So he thinks the only reason for her to move to Chicago, living in his

building... That's right, because she knows who killed her grandmother.

Not only that, but he knows she knows who killed her grandmother.

And now he's got no choice.

So he has to kill her to keep his secret.

Yeah.

Don't you think you should call Chuck?

Hmm? Chuck.

Chuck.

What are you doing?

I don't know what I'm going to do.

I'm going to call Mr.

Sinclair. I'm going to let him know what I know.

Call Lou?

I don't get it, Gary.

You got a better idea.

Let me know what it is right now.

Are you sure he's still here?

Go call Crumb.

Crumb? Gary, I... Just go downstairs and call Crumb.

Marissa?

I'm going to kill that Delonpre girl.

Listen, will you stay right where you are? I know exactly what you're up to,

I've already called the police.

You don't know anything.

Oh, I know you killed Daria Delonpre.

I didn't kill Daria.

I didn't kill her, but I know who did.

You do?

1944.

I've been married three years.

They're gone.

And each year was longer than the last.

What kind of husband worries about everyone in the neighborhood but his own

wife? They were ours.

And we'll get by. I don't want to get by.

You got those bats, you hear me? I hear you. Loud and clear.

I used to come over here just to get out of the house.

Breathe some dip a day after a change.

Think my own thought.

who hit it off right away.

Shared our sad stories.

She'd fallen in love with the Marine a couple of years before.

He was going to marry her, but he didn't get the chance.

He was killed in the South Pacific.

Daria gave birth to a beautiful girl.

who would never know her daddy.

Not a lot of sympathy for a single mom in 1944.

But it didn't bother Daria.

She loved that kid.

Raised her all by herself.

And you loved Daria?

From the moment I met her, I felt like I could breathe again.

For the first time in a long time, I wasn't looking at the end of my life.

And I came to a decision.

I was going to divorce Norma and ask Daria to marry me.

I'd raise her child as my own.

What I hadn't counted on was Norma. See, she'd seen it all.

Every night at the window, she knew.

Where the hell have you been? You think I like sitting in this crummy apartment

night after night while you're out? If you had so much sleep!

And so she wouldn't give you the divorce?

Norma has a strong will.

Always has.

Maybe that's why I married her in the first place.

One night, I had to work late.

But Norma, she came over here looking for Daria.

She brought my gun.

Immediately what she had done.

I was going to turn her in, but then she told me.

Told you what? She was pregnant.

Three months pregnant.

How could I turn in the mother of my child?

So I've lived with it for 50 years, hoping they'd solve the murder, hoping

wouldn't. Half a century goes by, and then one day, Doria's back.

Only it's not her.

It's Anne.

I was going to tell her everything.

Today I even followed her, but I couldn't.

Lou, your wife, is she home right now?

Hi. Hello, dear. Come on in.

It's a little housewarming gift.

Thank you. Here, wait. Let me take this. Thank you.

Darling, my name, okay?

Hang up the phone.

Hang it up.

Okay, wait a minute.

Norma, no.

No, Norma. You won't do it again, Norma.

I'll tell you to stay back. I've got her.

Norma.

No, Norma. I won't let you.

I won't let you.

Oh, no.

No, Norma.

I had to do it.

She's a tramp just like the other one.

She wanted to ruin us.

Take it easy, lady.

So,

I

want to thank all of you for what you did.

You know, when I left Muncie, they said no one in the big city is going to look

out for you.

They were wrong.

You're going to go home?

Yeah, for a while.

So I saw Lou in the hospital this morning.

I've forgiven him for everything.

He's a good man.

I think I know what my grandmother must have been in him.

And he gave me this.

It's a letter from one of the soldiers who served with my grandfather.

I think you might be interested.

Bye, Gary.

Bye, Ruth.

Bye.

What about me?

What about you?

She loves me.

Yeah.

So, um, you gonna open it?

A letter. You gonna open it?

You must go on free.

I served with your fiancé Jimmy in Guadalcanal.

Please take a moment to let me explain.

There was a Japanese sneak attack at night.

Somehow Jimmy knew it before everyone else.

He had a sixth sense about that kind of thing.

He got everyone up and took out either the enemy before going down himself.

The second thing you need to know is that Jimmy loved you very much.

You were his whole life, and I hope these words bring you some comfort.

I've enclosed a picture of Jimmy and some of the guys.

I hope you meet another guy like him someday.

Good luck.

Santa Jones.

Now, if your child decided to choose a job that has killed far too many people

already, how far would you go to try and discourage them?

Kate Nelligan is a parent in that very situation next in the Hallmark lunchtime

film Calm at Sunset.