All language subtitles for Confessions.Of.A.Psycho.Cat.1967_Legendas01.ENG

- [Anderson] Well,
I'd like to bag

a little African bull
elephant this year.

- [Virginia] Then
we can put the tusks

on the other
side of the room.

- [Anderson] Yeah,
that's what I was thinking.

- [Virginia]
Very good.

(jazzy music)

Don't forget
to have Bye

send on my new gun
sight to me when it comes.

- Right.

I suppose you'll
be comfortable.

- [Anderson]
I'm really sorry

you can't come
this year, Virginia.

- So am I.
(rifle clicks)

IcanT
fight Max.

I'll just have to have
nervous breakdowns

with better timing.

- [Anderson] Well,
listen to him this time.

And stop feeling
sorry for yourself.

(upbeat music)

- Man, this
party's a drag, isn't it?

- Yeah, man.
Ronnie's the lowest.

You can never count
on him for anything.

- He said he was gonna
bring some real hard stuff.

- Yeah?

Should we split?

- No, let's
hang in for a while.

- It's okay
with me.

- Wanna ball?

- Groovy.

(upbeat music)

- I've been looking
for you all over.

Where've you been?

- Right here.

This is the only
place I can stand it.

All these people
running around nude.

Thelook
of them!

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

We had better parties
than this at school.

I thought there'd be something
stronger here than just pot.

Like,
real narcotics.

- Well, there
was supposed to be,

but the guy who was
gonna bring the stuff

hasnT
showed up yet.

Now when he does,
you can do what you want.

But until then,
don't look so obvious.

Why don't you get
some of these things off?

(upbeat music)

- Come on, Ronnie.

What's the
matter with you?

- It's that
damn Buddy.

He's so
unreliable.

He shoulda been
here an hour ago.

He's probably doing
something stupid right now.

(jazzy music)

(stream gurgling)

(tense music)

(tense music continues)

(percussive music)
(thicket rustling)

(percussive music continues)
(thicket rustling)

(rustling)

(frenetic music)

(thicket rustling)
(soft ominous music)

(water splashes)
- Bye, get him!

(Ronnie grunts)

(suspenseful music)
(water splashing)

(grunting)

He's gonna
get away.

(water splashing)
(gaSPing)

(suspenseful music continues)

(upbeat music)

- Well, how
about you?

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

- Where's Ronnie?

- You get
the stuff?

- Forget the stuff.
Where's Ronnie?

- Ronnie,
Buddy Boy is here.

- Hey man,
you got the stuff?

- Forget that, please.

I've been shot.

- You've been what?

- I been shot.
- Shot?

- His leg's
hurt. Come on.

- Ow, ow,
ah! That hurts.

Easy, easy.

- Hey man,
you are hurt.

Get some water.

What happened?

- Nevermind that.

Do you
have any stuff?

- Me? I was
waiting on you.

- I don't
have any.

Ineedit
very badly.

- But what
happened?

- It all started

when I got this note
to go to this apartment,

this fancy apartment.

I, I went in and
I, I rang the bell.

(buzzer sounds)
(tense percussive music)

(mellow music)

(door clicks)

- Wow.

(suspenseful music)

Hiya.

(chairs creak)

(buzzer sounds)

- Are they here?

All three?
Good.

Let them sit
while I change.

Offer them
a drink.

(tense music)

- What a
buncha spooks.

Well, come
on. Relax!

(Buddy scoffs)

This isn't
a funeral.

No?

(Buddy laughs)

- Were they
all on time?

Let them stew
just a minute.

I want them anxious
to get out of here.

Thank you.

I'm really
gonna enjoy this, Bye.

For the first
time in my life,

I'm doing
something all my own,

and I'm gonna
love every minute of it.

- [Buddy] Wait a minute, I know
you two fellas from somewhere.

You're Charles Freeman
the actor, right?

And you're
Benito the wrestler.

Yeah, you, Benito.

We were all in an article,
a magazine article.

That was it.
(chuckles)

(door thuds)

(tense music)

- I'm Virginia Marcus.

Will you sit
down please?

(tense music continues)

Get your feet
off my table!

(tense music)

I've kept you
waiting long enough,

so I'll get
right to the point.

How would each of you
like to have $100,000?

- Oh, everyone would like to
have $100,000, Ms. Marcus,

especially if it means
offering a service

to a lovely
lady like you.

- And the
two of you?

- Well, uh,

I could take
it or leave it.

- Considering your habits,
I'd say you always need it.

- Uh, what's
the pitch?

- Here's my
proposition.

I'll give
either, any,

or all of
you $100,000

if you can stay alive in
Manhattan for twenty-four hours.

- You must
be kidding.

Uh-huh, I don't
like to sound like a--

- Then don't!

- Er, what's the,
what's the catch?

- Simple. I'm going
to hunt you down.

Thenl
shall kill you.

- Hunt?

How?

- Well, the same
way I'd stalk

and kill an animal
if I were on a safari.

- You must
be joking.

- I'm not joking!

(Veronica exhales)

Well gentlemen,
what do you say?

- Uh, how
come us?

- Well, because
I picked you.

- How?

- Come now, gentlemen,
let's not be so naive.

The magazine article.

You three men
are all bonafide killers.

Each of
you has killed.

Oh, I know. You
were all acquitted.

You all
went free.

But each of
you has killed.

- Now see here--

- I don't want
to hear reasons.

I'm sure you yourselves
believe your pat lies.

You have
killed a human.

And I am willing to
pay for the privilege

of being the
public executioner,

but it'll
be a game.

And you all could do
with 100,000, couldn't you?

- You are serious.

But people
are not animals.

- But you mean
nothing to me.

To me, you're
nothing but animals.

Perhaps...
let me see.

A lion. Do you
like that, huh?

And you.

A bull. Yes,
that's good.

For you,
a jackal.

Well?

- Lady, if you've got
nothing better to do

with your money
than throw it away,

then why
should I stop you?

I once hid out from
the cops for one month.

I can hide out from
you for twenty-four hours.

- So?

- So I'm in.

- Well?

- I don't know.
I'm not sure.

Well, there are
certain aspects that--

- Well, just think, you
could get the backing

for a new
play for yourself.

Well, don't you want to
be Mr. Freeman again?

- All right, all
right, I may as well.

As Shakespeare
said--

- You?

- You don't
have a chance.

I get in close,
I'll break you in half.

- We'll see.

Because that's just
how I plan it, in close.

- Look lady, I
wrestled professional.

Long before they had
them phony actors on TV.

I still
got the--

- Got the
belt. I know.

Are you game
against a woman?

- I play.

- Good.

Now for
the rules.

One: one day in
the coming month,

you will receive a special
delivery registered letter.

It will come between 9:00
and 9:30 in the morning.

Two:

in it will be a certified
check for $100,000,

post dated twenty-four
hours from the time of delivery.

Three and finally:

when you receive the
check, the game is on.

If you survive the
twenty-four hours,

you win and
may cash the check.

But I must warn
you gentlemen,

I have no
intention of losing.

(suspenseful music)

Good night.

Bye will
show you out.

- How's that? Better?

- Better, better.

Well, that's
all there is to it.

$100,000.

- Bull.

$100,000 just to get
chased around Manhattan?

- What does
that look like?

- $100,000,
and it's all yours?

- It's all mine,

if I can stay alive
for ten more hours.

- What's this about
you all being killers?

I didn't know
you were a killer.

- No, no. It's, it's
not exactly killers.

Well, well,
take the actor.

The actor was shackin'
up with some guy's wife,

and then the
husband came in.

(seductive music)

(frenetic music)

It was
some mess.

- That sounds terrible.

And with
a razor?

What happened
to the wrestler?

- Oh, the wrestler just
got carried away one night.

Stomp, right in
Madison Square Garden.

- [Virginia]
Has killed.

Each of
you has killed.

(crowd roaring)

(body slams)

(crowd roaring)

(dramatic music)

- What about
you, Buddy?

- Nevermind
about me.

I, I didn't
do anything.

Listen, I really
need some stuff.

- Man, we could
all use some stuff.

- I, I know, I know
where to get some.

He could have
it here in no time.

Let me use
your phone, huh?

Ugh.

(upbeat music)

- I didn't know
Buddy killed anyone.

- It was a girl
he had in his room.

He gave her
too much heroin.

- No wonder he doesn't
wanna talk about it.

(ominous music)

(jazzy music)

(frenetic music)

(upbeat music)

- Oh, be there
baby, be there.

Lou.
Hi, Buddy.

You're fine.

Listen, I'm,
I'm in a fix,

and you gotta do
me a great favor.

I'm over
at Ronnie's.

And could you possibly
come over with some stuff?

Yeah, I, I
know I, I, I know.

Bread. Yeah, we
got plenty of bread.

There's no
problem there.

I, I cannot
go out.

No, like,
I just can't.

You'll try?

Please, as a
favor to me, huh?

Yeah, all right.

As soon
as you can?

Okay, yeah.

(receiver clatters)
- Well, what'd he say?

- He said he'd
try to make it.

- That don't sound
very dependable.

- I know.

I better
go myself.

- Listen man,
you're too valuable.

I'll go.

- No, Ronnie, you
couldn't get Bull Durham

out of a
grocery store.

I better go.

- Listen man,
stick around.

This cat'll
come over.

Hey, listen.

Tell me about
the acting cat.

How did
he get it?

- Oh, the actor.

Wow,
did he get it.

You know, she was
pretty clever with him.

(phone rings)

- Mr. Freeman's
residence.

- [Caller] Charles
Freeman, please.

- Who shall I
say is calling, sir?

- Drake Johnson.

- [Charles]
Who is it?

- I told you,
Drake Johnson.

- Oh, hello.
Charles Freeman here.

- Hello, Charles.

This is Drake
Johnson calling.

Does that uh,
ring any bells?

- [Charles] No,
I'm sorry, it, uh...

- Well, then
try "Trial by Fury."

- Oh, that's the play in which
I had my first starring role.

There's a revival
of it running now.

- Some revival.
(exhales)

I'm the producer of it,
Charles, and I'm in a jam.

A couple of my actors
were in a car wreck.

And I need someone to
play the part of the old man.

- [Charles]
The old man?

- Yes. It's one of the most
important roles in the show.

Do you think
you can do it?

- [Charles] Why
yes. I, I think so.

I, I, I, Imean,
I'm sure of it.

- That's better.

Well, look, you get over to
the theater at four o'clock,

and we'll have
a run-through.

If you've still got it,
we'll sign contracts.

By the way, you'll
be going on tonight.

- [Charles]
Tonight?

- Yes. Why? Do you have
something else to do?

- [Charles] Oh, no,
no, no. I'll be there.

And, and thank
you, Mr. Johnson.

- Fine. By
the way, Charles,

you'll get some good
publicity out of this.

Um, we'll bill you as
a special guest star.

How's that?

- Oh, fine.
Excellent.

- [Drake] Good.
See you at four then.

- I'll be there.

And thanks again.

(receiver clatters)

(triumphant music)

(knocking on door)

Yes?

- [Man] Special
delivery for Mr. Freeman.

- Thank you.

(door thuds)

(envelope rustling)

Oh no.

(ominous music)

(ominous music continues)

- You're doing
me the favor.

Ineeded
someone.

And uh, Freeman's got a
name people will remember.

It's a natural
publicity gimmick.

(buzzer sounds)
I never woulda thought of it.

Excuse me.

Yes, Jodi. Who?

Okay,
put him on.

It's Freeman.

Yes Charles,
what's up?

- [Charles] Hello, Mr.
Johnson. Charles Freeman here.

You did call
me before.

- That's right.

- [Charles]
I'm sorry.

But I was just
wondering if,

well, if someone was
trying to pull a gag on me.

- Hell no,
Charles.

Look, just be at the
theater at four, huh?

- [Charles]
Yes, certainly.

But, but there
was a possibility, and

well, I, I'm sorry
to have bothered you.

- Don't worry
about it.

We'll see
you at four.

- [Charles]
Yes, at four.

Thank you again.

- Er, righto, bye.

Strange.

He wanted to know if the
whole thing was a gag.

(ominous music)

- Who in the world would
do anything so cruel?

(ominous music continues)

(ominous music)

(knocking on door)

- [Man]
Mr. Freeman?

(knocking on door)

Mr. Freeman.

It's me, Fred.

- Fred?

- [Fred] From
across the hall.

- Go away, Fred.

- [Fred] Can I
see you for a moment?

- Not today, Fred.

- [Fred] Oh, just a
second, Mr. Freeman.

- Are you alone?

- Yeah.

(tense music)

What's the matter
with you, Mr. Freeman?

Somebody after
you or something?

You're playing a part?
(Fred chuckles)

- Ah, what can I
do for you, Fred?

- Well, I thought maybe
you can spare a few bucks--

- Coupla bucks
for a bottle?

- Well, yeah, yeah.

- Sure, I could
let ya have five.

How's that?
- Oh, great, great.

- Uh-uh, first you
have to help me

play a trick on
someone, Fred.

- A trick?

- Well, just someone
I don't want to see.

What do
you say, Fred?

- Oh, I
don't know.

- Now all you have to do
is go down to the bar,

spend a
half hour there,

and that's
all there is to it.

Come on, Fred.

We've been together a
long time, haven't we?

You've played bits in every
show I've been in, right Fred?

- Yeah.
- Okay, Fred.

What do
you say?

All right?
- All right.

- All right, old friend,
I'm going to make you up

to look like
Charles Freeman.

Come on.

Come on.

(dramatic music)

(jars clanking)

(dramatic music continues)

(dramatic music continues)

(ominous music)

(frenetic music)

(frenetic music continues)

(frenetic music continues)

(jazzy music)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

- Miss Marcus?

Miss Marcus?

Miss Marcus!

(tense music)

- How are
you, Virginia?

- I was looking at
puppies in the magazine.

- Did you see
one you liked?

- They were
only pictures.

I don't like
dogs anyway.

- Why not?

- I used
to have one.

It was the
cutest little thing.

I was glad
when it died.

- [Max] How
did it die?

How did it
die, Virginia?

- [Virginia] My brother
Anderson killed it.

Daddy said it
was an accident.

(suspenseful music)

It was. It
was an accident.

I, I said that
I didn't mind.

And
killing is bad.

I've never
killed anything!

I couldn't!

I hate killing!

I hate guns!

Killing is bad!

- [Max] Virginia,
why are you crying?

- What a
silly question.

- This damn
watch has stopped.

Listen Max,
what time is it?

I, I've got guests
coming this afternoon.

- It's um,

three o'clock.

- Ugh!

Stupid watch!

Of course, I, I
don't hate Anderson.

- Oh?

- Look, look, Max,

I, I don't want
to talk anymore.

- Have you been
taking your pills?

I want you
to take these.

(paper tears)

And remember,
take them.

(dark music)
(paper crinkling)

(triumphant music)

(audience applauds)

- Charlie, you
were just great.

Everybody loved you.

- [Man]
Come on, Drake.

- All right,
just a minute.

I, I didn't
wanna tell ya,

but I had a couple
of critics in the house.

There's gonna be some
reviews tomorrow, just for you.

You'll see.

After this, everybody's
gonna want you back.

- Well, thank
you, Drake.

- Well yunno, I think we
got something to celebrate.

What do you
say we hit 21, huh?

All right, you finish
taking off your makeup.

I gotta make
a phone call.

I'll only
be a minute.

Charlie, you
were just great!

- Thanks
again, Drake.

- See you
tomorrow, Mr. Freeman.

- Good night, dear.

- Good night, Mr. Freedman.
- Good night.

- Nice working
with you, Mr. Freeman.

- Thank you.

- [Actor] Hey,
Rog, wait for me.

(door creaks)
Yo, wait.

(door slams)

- I'm sorry, Charlie.

I, I can't
make it after all.

You, you know
how backers are,

and I can't live
without 'em, right?

Hey uh,
don't forget now,

you, you got a
matinee tomorrow, huh?

(ominous music)

- Drake!

Wait, Drake! Wait!

(suspenseful music)

(frenetic music)

(tense music)
(Charles bellows)

(body thumps)

(dark music)

- A spear right
through the heart.

Just like
a lion.

- That woman
sounds real goofy.

- Goofy's not
the word for her.

Ronnie, Lou is
not gonna show up.

I know it.

- Hey man,
don't sweat it.

He'll show up for
this kind of bread.

- [Friend] Buddy, what
happened to the wrestler?

You know?

- Oh, the
wrestler, yeah.

Yunno, that guy
would've been fine.

No problems, had he just
stayed in that room with that chick.

- What'd you bring
me up here for anyway?

All you're doing is
reading that silly little paper.

I came up here
to have some fun.

What's the matter,
don't you like me?

I never had any
complaints before.

Can't you
tell I'm a girl?

I think I
look pretty good.

(footsteps tapping)

I think you're
putting me down.

I'm sexy.

And that's what I
came up here for, sex.

(lips smacking)

(street noise)

(phone rings)

Oh, answer
the phone.

- Hello?

- Hello.

I said,
"Hello, Champ."

- [Rocco] Whaddaya
keep calling me for?

Whaddaya want?

- You know what
I want, don't you?

Why don't you do something
about it then, Champ?

Or should I
say ex-Champ?

- [Rocco] I
retired undefeated.

I am
still the--

- You're still the champ?
(Virginia laughs)

Then why
are you afraid?

- I'm not
afraid of nothin'.

- Good.

Then I challenge
you, Champ.

Come out. Come
outside and fight.

Well?

- Why don't
you drop dead?

- I'm going to call you
more and more often, Champ,

until you're
really afraid.

Do you understand?

(receivers clatter)

(suspenseful music)

- What are
you lookin' at?

- That must have been
some phone call, babe.

You're really
shook up.

Who was
that? Your wife?

I know. It
was your girlfriend.

A sweet little
schoolteacher type

that you stood up so you
could have some fun with me.

(phone rings)

Go ahead,
answer it.

- Hello.

- Hello, coward.

Still don't
wanna fight?

You still afraid?

- I'm not
afraid of nothin'.

I am
the champ.

- You still
got the belt?

That was
from years ago.

What are you
now, Rocco?

What are
you now?

- I am Rocco,
Rocco the Champ.

I am Rocco.
You got no right!

- What do you mean
you have no right?

That was no
wife or girlfriend.

You're in trouble.
Serious trouble.

And you're afraid.

You're just scared
outta your mind.

- What was that?

- Just
what I said.

The great
Rocco's afraid.

And you're not gonna do
anything about it, are you?

- What do
you mean?

- You're just gonna
sit there shaking

and never move
outta that chair.

You must be mixed
up in the rackets,

and you're scared,
scared, scared!

- Shut up!

- Now look--
- I said shut up!

- You can't
say that to me.

Who do you
think I am anyway?

You can keep your
lousy twenty dollars.

I wouldn't make it with
you for all the money in town.

I'm leaving.

(phone rings)
Well, answer it.

- Come back here!

Come back
here, you bitch!

(dramatic music)

- Hello?

- Okay, lady.
Now you get yours.

(chuckles)
- Oh, really?

- I'm not
scared of nothin'.

I'll rip
you apart!

- Good, Champ.

- I'm comin'
to get you!

- And I'll
fight you.

- Ru kill ya!

(Veronica laughs)

- Bye, Bye!
We got him!

(Virginia laughs)

(frenetic music)

(frenetic music continues)

(horn honks)

(frenetic music continues)

(ominous music)

- Yeah.
(Rocco breathing)

(tense music)

(Rocco moans)

(dramatic music)

(frenetic music)

(Rocco grunting)

(frenetic music continues)

(Rocco grunts)

(dramatic music)

(frenetic music)

- Come on,
come on.

(Rocco groans)

(frenetic music continues)

(Rocco moans)

(Rocco cries)

- Hey, hey,
hey, hey.

Hey, hey.

(ominous music)

(ominous music continues)

Come on.
Come on, baby.

Olé!

(Rocco grunts)

(tense music)
(Rocco exclaims)

(triumphant music)

(crowd applauds, cheers)

(triumphant music continues)
(applause, cheers)

- [Buddy] He died
like a brave bull

without his
$100,000.

Ronnie, Lou is not
gonna come here.

I gotta get
outta here.

- Hey, we gotta do
something to make him stick.

(upbeat music)

- C'mon, you
can't go out there.

- I gotta
go, Ronnie.

Where's my jacket?

- Your jacket's
in the other room.

Man, that
Chick's poison.

- I can't help
it. I gotta go.

- Baby, you
can't go.

You're worth
a lotta money.

- Yeah right,
$100,000, huh?

Dated tomorrow.

But I
gotta go.

- Well, if you gotta
go, let me hold it.

- All right,
you hold it.

But it's not worth anything
to anybody until I endorse it.

And believe
me, Ronnie,

I'm gonna come back
and sign that check.

- $100,000.

- But it's no good 'til
tomorrow without his signature.

'Til then, it's
just lousy paper.

- Buddy's going
to get the stuff.

- So what?

- Don't you care?

- No, I'm
relaxed.

- Well, I'm not.

- Have a turn.

(upbeat music)

- Well, won't
you help me?

(man groans)

(upbeat music continues)

- I don't think this stuff
is ever gonna arrive.

- I gotta have
a joint left.

Want some?

- It's better
than nothing.

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

- I got a letter from
Anderson this morning.

Only gone
three weeks,

and he wrote the minute
he reached Johannesburg.

Coffee?

- Love it.

I came by because you missed
your Wednesday appointment.

- I'll call Bye
for the coffee.

- Don't call Bye,
I'll get it myself.

I know where
the kitchen is.

I'm sure I
can find a cup.

- No.

- Are you
all right?

- Of course,
I'm all right.

Let Bye
get the coffee.

That's what
I pay him for.

- Don't trouble him.
I'll only be on moment.

- Don't go
in there.

- Why not?

- Well, I, I'm
having the floors redone.

Do you want
to ruin the finish?

- No, I
wouldn't do that.

But how does Bye
walk around in there?

- Oh, Max, what the hell
difference does it make?

(phone rings)
Look, uh,

Bye, get that
phone, will you?

Look, um,

Bye!
(ominous music)

Max, I, uh,
could you leave?

I, I don't feel
very well today.

And I, I'd
like to lie down.

- Why don't you tell
me what's upsetting you?

- Upset?
Who's upset?

I'm, I'm,
I'm not upset.

I'm just, I'm just a
little outta sorts today.

That, that's all.

Look, look, Max, don't,
don't I have an appointment

with you late,
later in the week?

- Yes, Friday.

- No, no, no, no,
Friday's the last day.

I only had
a, a month.

No, no, no, it can't be
Friday. I, I'm tied up all day.

You'll have to
make it another day.

I'm tied up
even after dinner.

- I'll have my
receptionist call you

and change
the appointment.

- Don't bother! Because
I'm not coming back ever.

Now you get
out of my house.

(frenetic music)

(frenetic music continues)

(frenetic music continues)

(frenetic music continues)

(frenetic music continues)

(tense music)

(Buddy coughs)

(toilet flushes)

(tense music continues)

(Buddy chuckles)

(Buddy gags)

(tense music continues)

- Hey.

Hold it.
Hold it.

Hold it steady.

Okay, okay.

(tense music continues)

(Buddy moans)

(Buddy cries)

(tense music continues)

(dramatic music)

Ooh, baby.
Ahh.

(dramatic music continues)

Ooh,

yeah.

Ooh, yeah.

Oh, close
the door.

Wait a
second, close it.

I see.

- [Janitor] Okay,
everybody out.

Come on,
I gotta clean up.

Come on,
let's go. Out, out.

- Okay,
I'm all right.

I got this.

Okay, okay.

Bye, baby.
Bye, baby.

(mellow music)

- Hello, Dr.
Schram here.

- [Anderson] I'm not
getting anything, operator.

- [Operator]
Hello, Dr. Schram?

- Hello.

Hello, Dr.
Schram here.

- Hello, Max.

Yes, I got it.
What's going on?

- [Max] Listen
carefully, Anderson.

Your sister appears
to be deteriorating.

You must come
back at once.

Today, if possible.

- I don't understand.
Is she ill?

- No, not
physically,

but there are indications of
something much more serious.

- Dammit, Max!
Can't you handle it?

I mean, if you
think it's important,

then put her back
in the sanatorium

until the
safari's over. Okay?

- No, it's
not okay.

You know I can't do that
without your being here.

Now listen, Anderson, I'm
not going to argue about this.

It's imperative that
you return at once.

Is that clear?

- I guess so.
You sound serious.

- [Max]
I am.

- Okay, you win.

- Okay, uh, how
soon can you get here?

- Well, I'm still
in the back country.

I can get a plane out I
suppose this afternoon,

connectin
Johannesburg,

and be there in all
around twenty-four hours.

- I'll meet you
at the airport.

- Right, goodbye.

- [Max] Goodbye.
Be on that plane!

(Max sighs)
(receiver clatters)

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

(upbeat music)

- What's the
matter with you?

- Nothing.

- Well, you haven't
touched anybody all night.

- I'm just not
in the mood.

- Why?

- I can't get over that
junkie with $100,000.

He had it made if he
had just stayed here.

- Would you
forget about him?

Why don't you, er,
take off your shirt?

- I just don't
feel like it.

- Do you have to
be high to feel like it?

- No. Do you?

- Oh no.

I do it
for kicks,

and I plan
to get some.

Come on, take
off your shirt.

(upbeat music continues)

- It tickles.

(chuckles)

(upbeat music continues)

- I don't think that Buddy is
coming back with the stuff,

or that other
man they called up.

I think you just brought
me here to seduce me.

If you think I'm
going to be influenced

by what all these
people are doing,

well, you're wrong.

I'm sorry I ever
let you get this far.

- You are a woman.
- Mm-hmm.

(upbeat music)

Hey, wait
a minute.

Your pants.

- You still
have yours on.

- Back off.

Okay, now yours.

(upbeat music continues)

Hey, wait
a minute.

You're not trying.

What's wrong
with you?

- Keep thinking
about that junkie.

I wonder what
happened to him.

- Oh, brother!

- Take my things.

Virginia!

Virginia.

Virginia.
(ominous music)

- Good morning,
Anderson.

You're up
so early.

There's no
school today.

Oh Andy, I've
had so much fun.

I've got
a new game.

It's a surprise.

Let me show
you my surprise.

It's in
the kitchen.

(eerie music continues)

(eerie music continues)

(door squeaks)

- Oh my god.
- God. No!

No!

No!

Why Virginia? Why?

- I tracked
them down.

It was a
wonderful safari, Andy.

You would've
loved it.

- [Anderson] Stop
it, damn you!

- [Max] It's no
use, Andy, she's--

- Don't tell me
that nonsense.

You, everybody has been
pampering her too long!

She knows
exactly what she did.

Virginia, they're
going to lock you up.

They're going to put you in a
padded cell where you belong!

- No, Andy,
you won't let them.

- See, Max?
Won't let them.

I'll turn the key myself,
you crazy murdering lunatic!

- I did not
murder. A safari.

I hunted them.

I, I tracked
them down.

They had
to be killed.

- Listen to her, Max,
the avenging angel.

Virginia,
you're a murderer.

You murdered
those men,

and they're
going to lock you up.

Do you
hear me?

Do you?

- No.

No, I'm
not guilty.

Daddy knows
who's guilty.

Daddy knows!

- Stop it!

- Daddy knows!

- [Max
Stop it! Stc])p it'

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

- Max, Max. I think
one of them's still alive.

(tense music)

- Daddy knows
who's guilty!

- [Anderson]
Virginia, Virginia!

Virginia.

Virginia!
(hands pounding)

Virginia!

- Oh, Daddy.

Do you
love me now?

Do you love
me now, Daddy?

(Virginia cries)

(dramatic music)

Do you
love me now?

Do you love
me now, Daddy?

Do you
love me now?

(Virginia screams)