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April 26th.

I went over to Tommy's house for a barbecue with his family.

His mom's really sweet.

I guess she figures because I don't have a mom, she's trying to make it up to

me.

Tommy was sneaking his dad's beer again.

He gave me a little.

Gross.

April 29th.

I snuck out of the house with Tommy.

We went down to Shawnee Lake.

He started pressuring me again.

I keep telling him to be patient, and he says he's trying hard.

Then he says, hard, get it?

Sometimes you think he's 14.

Daddy was furious when I got home and... Please.

Hello? Hi.

Tommy?

Who else could it be?

No one, of course.

There better not be.

Listen, my practice is just about finished. I had to drop by.

That'd be great.

Bye.

Anybody home?

Jesus. It's got an ending again.

I finally came to my senses.

Wait, Terry!

Wait! I didn't know!

You bitch!

It starts tonight, Terry.

I don't ever want to hear about this kind of nonsense again.

Do I make myself clear?

My name is Teresa.

I'm a person, not a book. No.

Not a person. Not the way you act.

Remind you of anyone?

Let's face it.

You know you like Carrie better than me.

She doesn't remind you of your dead wife.

She doesn't make you feel guilty.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Come on.

Just because your friends at the police department backed up your story doesn't

mean it's true.

She didn't run away with another man.

You killed them.

I saw the whole thing.

It's just taken me this long to finally say it.

You always did have an overheated imagination.

I've got an overheated everything.

Just like Mother.

Carrie is a mouse.

Just like you.

I'm surprised you actually had the guts to kill them.

I guess humiliation will make you do a lot of things, won't it?

Not to mention the money.

I think I'll have a talk with my darling sister.

No, she needs another trope!

Harry!

Harry!

You should have opened your door. None of this would have happened.

Enjoy your inheritance.

I'll be back for mine.

That was ten years ago.

That was the last time I ever saw her.

For a long time, nobody could locate her.

Finally, a lead came in.

Ohio someplace.

But before any arrests could be made, there was a fire at her hotel.

No survivors.

Why did it take you so long to tell me this?

I guess it was... I don't know, what do you call it, Dr. Rubin?

Denial?

That's what it's called.

Even when I was a little girl, I hated being a twin.

I just wanted to block her out.

You know, of course, it wasn't your fault.

Your sister seems like a disturbed girl.

And for you to have to grow up watching somebody that looks so much like

yourself act in this destructive manner.

And that's why I'm unable to let go and really enjoy it?

I'm not convinced that that's the problem.

It doesn't sound like your husband is the most gentle creature in the world.

Maybe the solution is to find a new partner.

In the kitchen.

I'm going out for my lesson. You'll be here when I'm done?

Um, yes, Ms. Dunker.

Hey, good afternoon.

Hi. How you doing?

Good. How are you?

Oh, pretty good.

Looks like you've been practicing a little bit, huh?

Trying.

Working on that backhand, huh?

My bad.

Well, let's hit a couple.

Oh, there you go.

Here it comes.

Nice and easy now.

here we go a little softer a little softer oh

that's good that's good look it's really simple here let me show you

just like this you just um see bend your knees here there you go

now let's turn your shoulder a little bit get your arm out there there we go

excellent my man okay you got the feeling now yeah

Okay, here we go.

Okay, here we go.

Now we got it.

There we go.

That's it. That's good.

Okay, one more time now. Here we come.

That's okay.

That's no big deal.

You're just freezing up is all.

Look, it's like your arm goes rigid.

What did you say?

Well, maybe that's a poor choice of words.

No, it's a very revealing choice of words.

When did he contact you?

Who?

My husband.

Look, Carrie, I don't know what you're talking about. I... Carrie, what exactly

did he say to you?

My wife's looking for a little action, only she can't admit it to herself.

Carrie, I just think you're being paranoid, okay? Or he would be a little

honest. I'm looking for a little dirt on my wife.

Something for future blackmail.

Harriet.

Good fucking joke. You've got a whole 45 minutes to go here.

Your backhand does need some work.

So, how was your lesson?

Destructive.

Join me in a glass of wine?

Um, sure.

I don't mean to be nosy or anything, Mrs. Diker, but who's Carrie?

Why do you ask?

Well, I was just cleaning out your room and I came across a box of my things.

Thought I'd gotten rid of that.

She was my twin sister.

Was?

Oh, well.

I understand.

Do you want to invite him in?

No.

He doesn't drink.

See you tomorrow.

Got one rule, babe.

Gotta work on them.

If that doesn't suit you well, we'll just kiss goodbye right now.

That suits me just fine.

Well, I don't work yet.

I live off my wife.

Rich, huh?

Yeah, you could say that.

And here I was, worried you were a cop.

What on earth would make you think that?

Something in your eyes, maybe.

Just goes to show you don't.

Yeah, just goes to show you.

I should have trusted my instincts.

Come here.

Come here.

Tells me you haven't been getting enough at home, sir.

You got great.

It hurts.

Cleet, do you even know the meaning of the word coaster?

And generally, the ashes go on the ash tray, not on the table.

Hi, honey. How was your day? Oh, it was good. How was yours?

It was all right. Yeah? What did you do? Well, I sat on my ass for hours on end,

and then when I got bored of that, I took a tennis lesson.

You see, that's more of what I had in mind here.

You're really cute.

Yeah?

I saw your thought once upon a time.

Well, you were.

You were.

Just like Daddy?

I didn't say that.

It's okay to have a Daddy complex.

You know, I'm having a little complex myself.

It's called the wife complex. You know what that is?

It's when you want to make love to your wife really bad.

But then something always comes up and bada -bing, she cuts you off. It means

she won't give you the time of day in the bedroom. That's because her

given time to every woman in town.

Oh, paranoid delusions.

You know, that's exactly what the tennis pro said.

What, are we fucking the tennis pro now?

Don't you wish.

No, I don't wish.

You're not only an adulterer, you're a liar, too.

You know what you are? Fuck you, I'm a future divorcee.

Carrie?

Honey?

Come here!

Baby, can I talk to you for a minute?

Look, I'm sorry.

It's just that the first thing that comes out of your mouth is an insult.

Don't use that tone with me.

What tone?

I'm not angry anymore.

I know that's what I mean.

I don't want to divorce you.

You mean you don't want to divorce my money?

Oh, please. I haven't taken a dime of your money. I've worked every single day

since the day we got married.

I know.

Look, I know I got problems.

I know.

But it would help if you admitted that you got them, too. I mean, it's not

normal for a woman of your age to abhor sex.

I don't abhor sex.

Yeah, you do.

I don't know. I mean, maybe if poor Terry had...

I told you to never mention her name.

And you're trying to tell me you don't have a problem?

Maybe when I can mention her name without it sparking a fight, and maybe

you can feel desire like a normal woman, maybe, just maybe, everything will be

all right again.

This is the way my sister used to look.

Like it?

It's very sexy.

I wonder why, though. You suddenly feel the need to look like your sister.

I had a flashback.

Something I'd buried in the back of my mind.

And then all of a sudden it was right there in my face.

Go on.

Well, I was about eight years old.

And I was sleeping in my bed.

And I heard a noise on the lawn.

And I got up and I went to the window.

And I looked out and I saw my mother.

I saw my father kill her.

My mother.

And I guess it was her lover.

I saw the whole thing and I never did anything.

I just couldn't.

That's horrible.

The terrible part was he got away with it. He used my mother's money to bribe

the police.

I guess I could have said something, but... I was just so scared, you know?

You were afraid the same thing was going to happen to you. Most children would

react exactly the same way.

I think Terry knew, too.

I think that's why she always acted the way she did.

That would make sense.

She was struggling the same way you were.

She doesn't deserve hatred. She deserves empathy.

That's what I wanted to hear.

You know, Dr. Rubin, I've been having these feelings, like I'm

attracted to you.

It's called transference.

It's a good thing. Don't worry about it.

I'm not worried.

Are you?

I have what's called counter -transference.

It's also a good thing.

We can't do this. There are ethical considerations. Nonsense.

Let's go, mate.

I'll be fucked if it isn't Jake Dreary.

Drury.

How soon they forget?

Forget a charismatic guy like you, Jake. You underestimate yourself.

I bet he's real underestimated, right, sweetheart?

My mom sent him to find me. I'm going home.

You are home, sweetheart.

Daddy takes real good care of you.

Back off.

Hands off, fucko.

Unless you want a salt charge tacked onto the solicitation.

I'm running a detective agency.

I'm here on business.

And when I'm through with that business, I'm heading directly down to the LAPD.

They're gonna get an earful, pal.

They're gonna hear the whole story on your sorry ass.

Tell Danny the truth.

This man came here to fuck you, didn't he?

Don't listen to him.

Tell Daddy the truth.

You came here to fuck me?

You choke again, Jake.

One of these days.

Spare me.

Afternoon, Miss Dacre.

Hi, Dan.

Won't you come in?

Phillip isn't here right now.

Oh.

My car's in the shop. I sent her to go get it.

Want a beer?

Sure.

So I said to her, does this make me a lesbian?

And she said, I certainly hope so.

And I said, well...

Now that I'm cured and everything, I'd like to try it out on a guy.

What'd she say?

She said men are just jerks and blah, blah, blah, and I wasn't buying that.

So then she tried to bring up my father, and that didn't work.

And then she said I was a very thick girl in need of tons more therapy.

Ah, Jesus, that's, uh, late.

What the hell could be keeping Phyllis?

Don't you get it, Dan?

I sent her on a wild goose chase. She won't be back for hours.

Why would you do a thing like that?

Phyllis and I don't have the usual employer -employee relationship.

We talk.

And she said quite a few things about your sex life that really caught my

attention.

Doesn't sound like the Phyllis I know.

There's obviously a lot about Phyllis you don't know.

And a lot about me, too.

Dan? Phil!

Phil!

Philip! Wait!

Philip!

Philip!

I

can't

imagine what happened to Philip.

Huh?

Never mind.

Well, that must be her.

Here. Here's your uniform, you slut.

I beg your pardon?

If she doesn't get all her back pay, we're filing suit.

And don't think for a second, just because we're poor, we can't get

lawyer.

What the fuck was that all about?

I have absolutely no idea.

The strangest thing happened to me

this morning.

I don't want to talk about this morning.

I want to talk about Thursday.

Thursday.

The fact that you walk in here and act as if nothing happened underscores my

point. You're a sick girl in need of therapy.

Dr. Rubin, I really don't know what you're talking about.

It's all clear now.

You project your sexual needs onto your sister.

But when faced with your own identity, you retreat back to fear.

And we both know what that identity is now, don't we?

Do we?

No denial, Carrie.

It's a long road to acceptance, but we'll work on it together.

I want to take care of you.

Just turn yourself over to me. Stop it!

I love you, Carrie.

It's not true.

They're lying.

You believe them?

You believe the maid and her husband over your own wife?

Well, if you'd spoken to them, you'd understand.

I mean, they were very convincing.

But even if they weren't telling the truth, it doesn't matter.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, I don't think I'm the only one who'd be convinced.

Meaning a jury, right?

Now, why on earth would you say something like that?

Well... It's off to the salt mine.

Send me up to the kid.

Frank, wait!

Jesus, man!

Hands on your head.

Hey, how about I make a donation?

Are you trying to bribe me?

Give me that.

Okay, Henry.

This is your lucky day.

Get out, before I change my mind.

If you think you're in the clear, Terry, I've got news for you.

Is that so?

You got a lot of nerve scaring my customer away.

He just bought us dinner.

Besides, I'm not the only one who's got a lot of nerve.

Should hit the fan?

Why the fuck didn't you tell me first?

I got impatient.

She's obviously too repressed to fuck other men.

Or women, for that matter.

Yeah, well, she's certainly too repressed to fuck me.

Daddy's little treasure.

There are more ways than one.

Well, I'm a treasure in my own little way.

Yeah.

Number one moneymaker.

For a goddamn good reason, too.

Decker, that's right. Pleased to meet you.

Are you related to Cleet Decker by any chance?

He's my husband.

You're the unlucky one.

I feel the presence of a spirit.

Get real.

Frankly, I think he paid them.

Dr. Rubin I don't know about, but Phyllis and Dan definitely.

And why would he do that?

I'm seriously considering a divorce.

That's a good idea.

And there's a matter of a prenuptial agreement.

I think he's trying to find things to have the agreement thrown out.

I see.

The irony is he's the one who's been cheating.

I'll say he has.

How do you know that?

Like I said, I know Cleet.

He got me thrown off the police force.

We were partners.

And I had reason to think that he was on a take.

And I guess he got wise because the next thing I knew, there was an ounce of

cocaine planted in my locker.

Just like Cleet.

Everything in shadow.

I hope you really want him taken down, Mrs. Diker.

Because I've been waiting for a chance like this for a long time.

I'm glad to give you the chance.

And the name is Carrie.

Pleased to know you, Carrie.

Where is that little bitch anyway?

She left a note. She'll be gone all afternoon.

Good.

I want to fuck on her bed so she'll smell me on her sheets.

don't you?

Does the word nemesis mean anything to you?

No.

Figures. Cleet, you're only good from the belt down.

Don't you ever say that to me again.

Come on, Cleet.

You know you're the love of my life.

It was my lucky day the day you busted me.

Otherwise, I would have had to do it all by myself.

Do what?

Kill Carrie.

What did you just say?

What did you think?

I was just going to accept a divorce settlement?

Yeah, that's what we talked about.

No.

That's what you understood.

Thinking with your little head again, Cleet?

Second warning, Terry.

Well, then think for a minute.

Think about all I've done in the last ten years.

Switching dental records, committing arson, watching every move that little

made so I'd know every detail of her miserable life.

Add it up.

I've come back to reclaim what's rightfully mine.

I can't tell you how many times I tried to clue Carrie in.

But she just ignored me.

Too busy being Daddy's little girl.

But this family's money wasn't his to begin with.

It was my mother's money.

And I'm my mother's daughter in every single way.

Are you going to help me get my inheritance or not?

Well, I guess we're just on different wavelengths, right?

Who are you?

This is your lucky day. I'm going to let you walk out of here.

We've got to talk.

What about the body?

You don't get it, do you?

You've still got a wife.

Here she is.

What about Vanessa?

I'll hire some if you like. You know something?

I don't like this tone of voice.

Where did that come from?

I guess I save it for that really special brand of stupid.

Strike three.

You're only the second man to ever lay a hand on me, and the first one is dead.

Get out!

Wait.

Is that your idea of a divorce?

I thought there was a stranger in the house.

Maybe there was.

Hey.

Do you know what a nemesis is?

Someone that's your rival.

An enemy.

Did it ever occur to you that maybe you got one?

Every time I look at you, Cleet.

Thanks for the decision, bitch.

Where's this?

Oh, I imagine it's your little place on Rampart.

I don't have a place on Rampart.

Look, I don't know if this is your idea of a joke or what, but this is where I

get off, here, on the ground floor.

I don't understand.

Well, that makes two of us.

Now, would you please leave?

I have real work to do.

Can I help you?

What? Oh, it's you.

Would you lose your key again?

This is the last time I'm going to do this. I mean it.

Up front or afterwards?

I'm obviously an up front kind of girl.

Thanks.

Maybe I ought to pay you.

Five and full.

She's this girl that, um... Whoever she is, I don't want to know about her.

Or hear about her.

How do you turn it off so easy?

Because it is easy. People just make it complicated.

Like my sister.

Oh, you got a sister?

Not for long.

Why, was she thick?

She's terminal.

Come on.

I get it.

Man, if I didn't know any better, I would have thought you were Carrie.

So would I.

Keep your fucking hands off of me.

Honey, I don't blame you for being mad at me.

I've been an idiot, Teresa.

Like you always say to me, you're the love of my life.

And the thing's too good to pass up.

I mean... Look at you.

Nobody would ever know.

And as long as nobody finds a dead body, we're all free.

Cleed, I... I know.

I know.

You're happy because I'm finally on your side Here I am

Once and for all

I even got you

a present

The minute I saw her I thought of you.

Thank you.

How's your thing?

It... Fine.

You?

Nothing out of the ordinary.

I don't know how she managed to pull the authorities, but she did.

I saw her with my own two eyes.

I did, too.

I guess I owe you an apology.

We look identical.

Always have.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

I'm great, actually.

You learned that your sister and husband are planning to kill you and you're

doing great?

Well, I know now.

I know a number of things.

So, when do we go to the police?

We don't.

Whether I want to admit it or not, Cleet Diker is a well -liked guy.

His friends at the LAPD are always going to take his word against ours.

I found that out the hard way.

So what am I supposed to do?

Just wait until... Until we get hard evidence, yes.

You go to hotel, and I'll see what I can do from this end.

Carrie!

Dyker.

Yeah, I can work a double.

When you want me.

For every rule, there's an exception.

I beg your pardon?

I was going to take the rest of the night off, but something exceptional

up.

They say that hookers don't enjoy their work.

It's all cash, no pleasure, but... But for every rule, there's an exception.

You're quick.

Not when it counts.

Don't just stand there.

Come here and prove it.

I hate to disappoint you, but I'm not here for sex.

I'm a private detective hired by your sister.

I don't have a sister.

Her name is Carrie Tiger. She's married to a man named Cleet, and your name

is... If you say my name is Terry, I'm gonna cut your fucking heart out.

That's just about what she said you'd say.

She wishes she had it in her.

Maybe she's not the only one.

She knows I'm back?

She does.

Who else?

No one.

I told her to keep it to herself.

Why would you do that?

I make about 30 grand a year.

I have an ex -wife who refuses to work and two sons close to school age.

I work my finger to the bone just trying to keep all those balls in the air.

There are better things to keep balls occupied.

Who has the time?

I think you know what I'm driving at.

I know what you're planning, and I want a piece of it.

Carrie isn't at our house anymore.

If I tell her it's safe to go back, she'll do it.

But only if you and I cut a deal.

Otherwise, I keep her all to myself.

Did you fuck her yet?

Never mind.

I already know the answer to that one.

Do we have a deal?

Well, since you're so smart, I guess you know there's another person involved.

Scumbags aren't people.

I think I'm going to like blackmail.

You are planning on getting rid of him, aren't you?

Somewhere further down the road?

Not too much further.

So what do you think?

I think we're on exactly the same wavelength.

But you know, there's really only one way to make sure.

Is Cleek going to be a problem?

I can handle him.

Good. We meet here tomorrow night, nine o 'clock sharp.

If you fuck her, I'll kill you.

I know.

You're deadly.

What is Jake Drury doing here?

You know I never ask their names.

Don't be cute, Teresa.

He's on to us, right?

Well, he was on one of us anyway.

He's working for your sister.

I found his business card at home. My guess is he's been following us. He has.

He told me all about it.

He's blackmailing us.

He's got Carrie stashed away, and he's only going to deliver if we cut him in.

Oh, fuck.

You call me stupid? What did he do to get by you, Teresa?

Did he fuck you really good?

Oh, baby.

We didn't fuck.

We made love.

Oh, fucking spare me. I know Jake Drury.

He's a fucking Boy Scout.

He's not here to blackmail us. He's setting this up.

I don't believe you.

Hey.

Well,

wear this.

I'll be outside in the car listening to everything that takes place.

You'll also wear this.

Before Terry gets in, I'll ask to see her gun.

I'll remove the bullets so you'll be safe.

It won't be hard to get her to talk.

Just make sure she implicates cleat.

You understand?

Why didn't you wear the bug last night that's all could be over with now?

I just couldn't.

You knew you were going to sleep with her before you went there, didn't you?

I knew I might.

And you liked it?

I'm not going to answer that.

Because you did.

At least you're honest.

We're going to go on seeing each other when this is all done, right?

If you want me, I'm yours.

There's no question in my mind.

There's one in mine.

I should take this off.

That's right, Jake.

I sent her to you.

And you know what my darling wife received when she called her answering

this morning? It was a message from Drury Investigation. Quote, change in

Meet me at the house tonight, 8 p .m. sharp, alone. She took the bait. She's

there right now, Jake.

Carrie, alone.

Waiting for her big, strong hero to come and rescue her.

Only, he ain't coming!

You know, you made one colossal mistake, pal.

You betrayed Terry.

She ain't gonna take that sitting down. I'll tell you what.

After she's done with her sister, she's gonna come out here and let you have it.

Hey, let's not miss one minute of the big reunion.

Jeez.

I got goosebumps.

up exactly where we left off, huh, Carrie?

Remember that night, Carrie?

I kept trying to get in and you wouldn't let me?

Well, tonight I brought a friend.

She shoots!

She scores!

Let me in, you bitch!

Terry, listen to me!

I know what you were trying to tell me that night!

Liar! Daddy killed her, didn't he?

He got a gun and he killed them both.

How did you know that?

I saw it from my window.

I saw it too.

I was at the door.

I was too afraid to say anything.

I was afraid it might happen to me. It happened to me.

I just showed up and turned nice.

I was the nicest girl in the whole world, but I always felt like something

missing.

Like I was only half a person.

I became Daddy's worst nightmare, but I was only half a person.

I'm sorry, Carrie.

I'm really sorry.

They made up!

I have to tell you something.

I snuck into your room on Rampart Street.

I watched you.

I was watching you with the man.

And something inside me snapped.

It was like for the first time I was a whole person.

All the parts that I'd blocked off came running back.

I can't talk with this thing on.

I might put him in danger.

Who in danger?

Jay.

No audience.

And then tonight, when he thought I was you, and I asked him if he liked me, he

had everything to lose and nothing to gain, and he still couldn't deny it.

He liked me.

That's pathetic.

What do you mean?

What the fuck are they doing up there?

Talking. About what?

I talked to Jake last night.

He told me everything.

He said he was thinking of me the entire experience.

You're lying.

I'm not.

But even if I was, it wouldn't matter.

You know it too, don't you?

Things will never be right between us.

No.

They never will be.

I always thought we hated each other because we were so different.

But we're not.

We're not different.

No.

We're exactly the same.

You know what's going to happen, don't you?

Terry's going to win.

You know what's going to happen to you after that? Hey, shut up. That's right,

Cleet. She hates you.

It's just a matter of time before she takes you down.

I said shut up.

You better hope that was Terry.

I'm fine.

I hope you got what you wanted.

I did.

Where do I fit into your plans?

If I even fit at all?

Of course you do.

Yeah?

That's not what your little friend says.

You believe everything you hear?

Well, there's one sure way to prove things haven't changed between you and

All you gotta do is go downstairs and put a bullet in his head.

Just waiting for you, Terry.

I killed them.

I didn't have any choice.

It was Terry or me.

Jake.

It's me.

Carrie.

Nothing's going to happen to her.

It's self -defense all the way.

How do I look?

You look deadly.

That's something you said to Terry, isn't it?

You're still testing me.

I guess I am.

I'm Carrie.

I really am.

But you know what's frightening?

Probably doesn't make a bit of difference.