All language subtitles for The.Stepfather.1987.RM4k.SF.1080p.BluRay.x265.hevc.10bit.AAC.2.0.commentary-HeVK_Track07

- Mother!

- Gotcha!

- All right, you're
asking for it!

- One more step and
you're gonna get it!

Help!

Parental abuse!

I'll quit if you'll quit.

Truce?

Truce.

- Help your old mother up.

- I had my fingers crossed.

- You are gonna be very sorry.

Don't you do that!

- Not as sorry as you!

- Jerry's home.

Come on.

Come on, honey.

- Jerry's home.

Yay.

- Excuse me, lady, is
this the Blake residence?

- Yes, it is.

- Stephanie home?

- She's in the backyard.

- I've got a surprise for her.

What?

- Something no family
should be without.

What is it?

- Stephanie!

Somebody I'd like you to meet.

I can't tell you
what his name is

because he doesn't have one yet.

- Well, names don't seem
to matter much.

- I had a dog when I was a kid.

He was just a mutt, but
to me, he was Rin Tin Tin.

Rin Tin Tin?

- Well, that was a little
before your time, I guess.

So what do you think?

Can we give this
little guy a home?

- Sure.

- That's my girl.

I'm gonna
go inside and call Karen,

tell her about my puppy.

Honey,
what do you say?

Thanks, Jerry.

- I gotta fix that screen
door one of these days.

I hope she doesn't think I
was trying to buy her love.

Maybe the puppy was a mistake.

- The puppy was perfect.

You're perfect.

Give her some time.

It'll be fine.

- I know.

All it takes is time.

Time is one thing I
got plenty of.

- I feel like I'm watching
a tennis match.

Stephanie, why don't you
ease in for a landing?

- I'll stop pacing if you
stop doodling.

- All right, you pace, I'll
doodle, and we'll both be happy.

We were talking about
your father.

- My father died a year ago.

I'm sorry.

I meant your stepfather.

- My father hadn't died, there
wouldn't be a stepfather.

- You're mad at him for dying.

- I'm mad at somebody.

- Being unable to accept
your father's death

is part of the reason you've
been getting into trouble.

- I'm not in that much trouble.

- Suspended three
times last year.

Twice this year.

School's barely been
in session two months.

- I know what my problem is.

Him.

If he wasn't here,

my mom and I would be all right.

- Steph, you're going
to have to face the fact

that your mother loves the guy.

She doesn't see.

- Doesn't see what, Stephanie?

- I think my time is up.

Isn't it?

- So how was your session?

- Okay.

- Listen, sweetheart,
it seems like you and I

are butting heads all the time.

How about we try to get
along a little better?

- Sure.

- One more thing and
then I'll shut up.

It's very important to
your mother and to me

that you try to get along
better in school this year.

What do you say?

- Stephanie, knock it off!

- Hey, get in there!
- Girls, come on, stop it!

- Enough!

It's the last time you cause
an outburst in my classroom.

- Hey, Mr. Conroy,
Stephie didn't start it.

- When I want your opinion,
Baker, I'll ask for it.

Come on, young lady.

You couldn't have got
yourself into deeper trouble

if you tried.

Well, Norah,
what do you think?

- I love it.
- I knew you would.

And this is the south, so
you'll have sun all day long.

- What do you think, pumpkin?

- II don't know.

- Oh.

One thing I forgot to mention.

It comes with a swing set.

Ho, ho, ho!

- I have a daughter too.

She's a few years
older than you.

Her name is Stephanie.

She goes to Oakridge High,

which is where you'll be
going one of these days

after your parents
buy the house.

What grade are you in, Cindy?

Third.

- Third grade.

I remember when Jill was
in third grade.

I used to walk her home
from school every day.

- Who's Jill?

That's my daughter.

- You said her name
was Stephanie.

- Right, Stephanie.

She goes to
Oakridge High.

- Uh-huh.

She's on the student council.

She's a straight A student.

I'm very proud of her.

Suspended again?

- Expelled.

- No!

What are you gonna do?

- Maybe boarding school.

- Really?

- I'm sure gonna try for it.

- Well, what's your stepfather
gonna do when he finds out?

- He's gonna kill me.

- Expelled?

You're kidding.

- Principal said it
wasn't working out.

I'm sorry, Mom.

- Girls don't get expelled.

- All right, it's over.

The damage is done.

Now, what are we gonna
do about the future?

- I wanna go to a
boarding school.

- You wanna leave home?

- It's not a family
without children.

- I think it'd be best
for everybody.

- Best for everybody?

Running away would be
best for everybody?

- It's not running away.

- Well, Jerry, what
do you think?

- I don't think we have
to break up the family,

do we, pumpkin?

Father knows best.

- Karen, it's freaky,
the way he looked at me,

like he wanted to erase me
off the face of the earth.

- I'm sure.

Okay,
don't believe me.

Okay, so
what's the verdict?

Is Scary Jerry gonna let
you go to a boarding school?

- I don't know.

He has this whole fantasy thing,

like we should be like the
families on TV,

and grin and laugh,

and be having fewer
cavities all the time.

I swear to God, it's like
having Ward Cleaver for a dad.

I gotta hang.

Firing squad has arrived.

Bye.

Come in.

So where's my blindfold?

- What blindfold?

- I thought the condemned
prisoner always got a blindfold.

You don't really
wanna leave home, do you, honey?

- Yes, I do.

It isn't our house anymore.

It's his!

- Well, of course
it's our house.

It's always been our house.

I loved your father, and
when he died, I thought,

well, maybe that's it.

Maybe you only get one
chance to be happy.

I never thought I'd love
anybody that much again.

- I know, Mom.

I miss him so bad.

- I know you do, honey.

We have a second
chance with Jerry.

He's a wonderful man.

And he wants to care for us.

Can't you just

give him a chance?

- I'm trying.

I'm really trying hard!

There's just
something about him.

- Well, what is it?

- I don't know!

I just...

- I hope we're not still upset
over this school business.

- We were just
talking about that.

- Ah.

Everything will look
clearer in the morning, huh?

We'll work it out.

Goodnight, sweetheart.

- Night, Mom.

- Sweet dreams, Steph.

- Night, Jerry.

Wilbur, will you
turn the page for me?

- Ed, turn it yourself.

You've got a tongue.

No, I'd better not.

I tried it yesterday and
swallowed the comic section.

- Wilbur.

Okay, I'll be
quiet as a church mouse.

Church mice aren't so quiet,

but they sing along
with the choir.

- I used to love this
show when I was a kid.

Wasn't till I got in
high school,

I realized horses couldn't talk.

- I bet you were cute back then.

- Yeah.
- Mm-hm.

I'd like to see a
picture of you.

- You would, would you?
- Mm-hm.

You never talk about your past.

- Didn't even exist
until I met you.

- Past is important.

- Try to touch the past.

It isn't real.

It's just a dream.

The only reality is this moment.

You and me.

Here and now.

- Sweetheart.

What are
we doing here?

This is the house
where Henry Morrison

murdered his family.

- You think I don't
remember that?

I was here that night.

Never wanna see anything
like that again.

- Yeah, I know, a friend of
mine sent me your article.

I was bumming around
Europe at that time.

It took nine months for
me to get it.

Cops never
did catch the guy.

File's inactive.

I think it should be reopened.

- Yeah, well, talk to the cops.

I'm just a reporter.

- Oh, I talked to the cops.

They could give a shit.

Listen to me a minute,
all right?

Now, three weeks before
Morrison killed them,

he quit his job, didn't
tell anybody.

Got up every morning,
pretending he'd go to work,

and came home the same
time every night.

- So?

- So how far could he
go every day

and still get back the
same time every night?

Look at this.

He has to be somewhere
within this radius.

See, what I think is
that during that time,

he was setting himself up a
new life, somewhere close by.

- What do you want from me?

- Just this:

You do a follow-up story, right?

You run a picture of Morrison.

Your paper circulates
in this area.

And if there's a chance that
someone might recognize him

in the paper, if they do,
Brennan, you're a hero.

- Why are you chasing this?

- Vicky Morrison's
maiden name was Ogilvie.

She was my sister.

- Ah, Jesus.

I'm sorry, Ogilvie, huh?

Look, I'll do what I can,
all right?

- Okay.

This place is mine now.

You wanna go inside?

- Fuck no.

- Good.

Good, I got plenty more here.

- Oh, great!

- Here, I'll take him.

- Everybody! Everybody!

Come on down, Jerry's
gonna make a speech.

- I guess you all know
why I asked you here.

It's because when I
first started

with American Eagle Realty,
a year ago,

you were the first five
families I sold houses to.

- Yeah, Jerry, I've
been meaning to ask you

about my garage door.

- Yeah, it would still work,
Joe,

if you hadn't backed
your car into it.

We met doing business and
we stayed to become friends.

And although I may be arguing
against a commission here,

don't sell those houses of yours

'cause I like being
your neighbor.

Hey, wait, I wanna get a
picture with my family.

Steph! Susan!

Come here. Come on down.

Come here.

Yeah, come here.
- Yeah, come on down.

- Yeah, come on for a picture.

Yeah, come on.

Come on, Steph.
- Oh, I don't know.

- There we are.

Okay. Shoot away.

Ah, this is as good as it gets.

I hope you don't think what
I'm gonna say is pretentious.

I sell houses, that's my job,

but sometimes I think it's
more than that.

Sometimes, I truly believe

that what I sell is the
American Dream.

Hear, hear!

- You can call me
sentimental, I don't care.

When I came here, I
was a stranger,

but I've never felt more at
home anywhere in my life.

I have beautiful friends.

I have a wonderful new family.

Have a good time,
thanks for coming.

- Look at this.

I swear, they'll print
anything to make a buck.

Just simple sensationalism,
that's all.

- It's weird, that's all.

- What's that, Herb?

- Oh, that guy in Bellevue
who killed his whole family.

Cut 'em up with knives.

- I don't think I
know about that.

- Happened last year.

That's what I was talking about.

Now, this thing is a year old

and then they go
raking it up again.

- This is terrible.

Jerry.

Jerry?

You all right?

- This kind of thing really
gets to me, you know?

That a man could be driven
to do something like that

to his own family, to
his children.

I don't even wanna
know about it.

Makes you wonder though.

What's it take to make
a guy turn his family

into Gaines-Burgers?

- Maybe they disappointed him.

Hey, I thought this was
supposed to be a party, huh?

Hey, Tommy!

Tommy, come here!

Now you're Blackbeard,
the pirate.

- Thanks, Mr. Blake.

- Aye, aye, Captain!

Steph, honey,
could you go down

and get the ice cream, please?

- All we need is a
little order around here!

Order!

You're a good boy.
He's a good boy.

Isn't he a good boy?

You're Daddy's little angel.

Why don't they just
leave me alone?!

Let me out! Let me out!

We are gonna keep this
family together.

You had better believe it!

Hi, honey.

Oh, the ice cream.

Honey, you know how it is.

Being a salesman, you
have to smile at everybody

all the time, you know?

Sometimes, I just have
to get off by myself,

let off some steam, you know?

Mm-hm.

- You know how it is.

- Sure.

I gotta get back or Mom's
gonna wonder where I'm at.

- Steph, things like
this don't happen.

- It happened to them.

- Let me see if I follow
your thinking.

A man murdered his family.

You hate Jerry.

Therefore, Jerry is the man
who murdered his family.

Yeah, that all adds up.

- Karen, maybe Jerry
isn't the guy,

but you don't know
him like I do.

You didn't see him down
in the basement.

And I did some checking.

Guess when Jerry showed
up in town and met my mom?

Right after this.

- So what are you going to do,
Nancy Drew?

- I'm writing this letter
to the Seattle Examiner,

and asked them to send me a
picture of Henry Morrison.

Told them I was doing a
social studies project

on mass murders.

- Off the deep end.

- Give me a break.

- You didn't run his
fucking picture!

How the hell is someone
supposed to identify him

if you don't run the picture?

- Get your hands off of me!

My editor didn't run the
picture, not me, huh!

I almost didn't get the
article in the paper at all!

Now, what do you want from me?!

I just work here, I
don't make policy!

- I'm sorry.

- Yeah, just don't let
it happen again.

You almost gave me a coronary.

Here.

And this is a job for
professionals, Ogilvie.

You're just one man.

Why don't you get on with
the rest of your life?

Forget about it.

- You saw what he did to 'em.

Can you forget about it?

- My mom says that
you only charge

half of your regular
fee to see me.

Uh-huh.

- How come you do that?

- My three o'clock patient
is a schizophrenic,

so I charge him double.

It all works out.

Besides, I like seeing you.

You were gonna tell
me your idea.

- I wanna go to
boarding school.

Don't say it's running away.

- What's the matter
with running away?

- It's just that...

What?
- Sometimes running away

is the best thing to do.

Gives everybody some
breathing room, right?

- Right.

What do
your folks say?

- Think I can talk my
mom into it.

- And what about him?

- He has this crazy thing
about breaking up the family.

I swear, if you saw this man,
you would say, "Commit him."

- You probably are driving
him crazy to a certain extent.

Why don't I have a
talk with him?

- If you could be on my side.

- I am on your side.

I'll give your father, sorry.

I'll give him a call.

You're home
awfully early.

- Hi, honey.

I ran out of appointments.

- Anything for me?

- As a matter of fact,
something did come for you.

- Can I have it?

I don't know.

- What do you mean?

- I don't know if it's
the kind of thing

you should be looking at.

I'm just kidding.

Here you go.

Oh, my sweet little family.

Oh, that's my little girl.

That's my good girl.

She's a good little girl.

Jerry, honey!

- Yes?
- Dinner in 15 minutes.

- Okay.

Where did you go?

Honey?

Oh, yeah.

Ah, that's my baby.

I'm sorry.

- Hello?

Hi, Dr. Bondurant.

Jerry?

Dr. Bondurant's on the
phone for you.

- What does he want?

Wants you to
come in for a talk.

- Tell him I'm not here.

- Why don't you just
come up and talk to him?

- Tell him I'm not here!

And if he calls back, tell
him I'm still not here.

- Um, Jerry can't come
to the phone right now.

I see.

- Could I have him
call you back?

That
would be fine.

- Thank you.

- I take it you're the guy
that called me.

Ogilvie?

I'm Lieutenant Wall.

You're in my parking space.

- Yeah, well, I figured this
way you'd have to talk to me

about Henry Morrison.

- Well, for starters,
Morrison isn't his real name.

- What is it?
- God knows, we don't.

His personal history
was falsified,

and his prints were untraceable.

We talked to a
criminal psychologist

who proposed a possibility
you might be interested in.

He said it was possible
Morrison had done it before.

Married into an existing family,

then something upset his
will and he wiped them out.

You knew him, what do you think?

- I think it's better
than a possibility.

What do you plan to do about it?

- For the moment, nothing.

We don't have a single lead.

The guy is smart.

We won't have anything to go
on unless he does it again.

- So you're gonna wait
till he gets another family

and butchers them?

- You're not hearing me!

We've got nothing!

Zilch!

- Lieutenant, if you were
me, what would you do?

- Just between the two of us?

I'd get a gun and blow
the son of a bitch away.

Are we gonna be late?

I hope not.

- How do you do, Mrs.
- Leitner?

I'm Jerry Blake.

- How do you do?
Please sit down.

Thank you.

I've come to talk about the
situation with Stephanie.

- I'm afraid, Mr. Blake,
it's a lost cause.

- Well, I'm sort of a
believer in lost causes.

- Okay.

I guess I have to face it.

Jerry Blake is the most
wonderful man in the world.

- He got you back into school,
didn't he?

- You know why, don't you?

To get out of seeing you.

- Did it ever occur to you

that maybe it isn't the rest
of the world that's wrong?

- I told you how phony he is,

and how he acts out in the
basement making faces at himself.

- Oh, come on, we all do that.

- Why did he freak out

and absolutely refuse
to come and see you?

- Because he's afraid
of my eagle eye?

- It's more than that.

He scares me, Dr. Bondurant.

I'm afraid of him.

- Jerry Blake here.

Which house was that?

Yes, sir, I'd be happy to show
you that house, Mr. Martin?

What about 4:30 tomorrow?

- Fine.

I'll see you then.

- So, Steph, are you gonna
be coming back to art class?

- No, they put me in
typing instead.

- Jeez, what a waste!

Yeah, you got a lot of
artistic talent.

- Get out of here!

- No, really, I mean it.

You could have a great future
as a big shirt designer.

I really liked the one
you made for Mr. Conroy.

Bit with the green hand
print was great.

Hey, if I bought my own paints,

would you make a shirt
like that for me too?

- No, but I might do your face.

- All right, come on, right now.

Come on, give it to me.

- All right.
- Give me that shot, come on.

Maine,
she takes a jab!

Hops!

Baker steps in for a
devastating shot to the jaw!

- Ooh!

Maine pounds away at his
midsection!

Gotcha, ooh!
- Baker gets up in the center!

Here.
- Here.

- Um, I guess I'll see you
tomorrow in school, huh?

- Sure, great.

- Okay, bye.

- Bye.

- Hi, sorry I'm a little late.

No problem,
no problem.

- Ray Martin.

- Hi, Ray. Jerry Blake.

- It's a great looking house.

- Yeah, wait till
you see inside.

Come on. I'll show you around.

There you go. Come on in.

Big
mirror in the hall.

Uh-huh.

You get lost in the
closets in here.

- It's great.

Kitchen back here?

- Kitchen back here, yeah.

Oh, I forgot to tell
you about these.

I love these hardwood floors.

Look at the inlay..

I think this is terrific.

- Nice, very nice.

Come on back,
take a right here.

I'll show you the
downstairs bedroom.

Lot of space here.

Lot of room for kids.

You a family man, Ray?

Confirmed bachelor.

How about you, Jerry?

Happily married.

I wouldn't trade it
for the world.

I don't know.

I think guess it works
for some guys.

What's that?

- Oh, you know, the family,
home sweet home, all that crap.

What line of work are you in,
Ray?

If you don't mind my asking.

- Oh, not at all!

I'm in stress management.

- Oh, sounds complicated.

The kitchen's been
all remodeled.

- Built-ins. I like this.

I try to find ways for
employers and employees

to get along with less friction.

I ask questions, they
give me answers.

For instance: "How do you
sleep at night?"

How do you sleep at night,
Jerry?

- I sleep like a baby.

- See, that's interesting.

Because I think there'd be
a lot of stress

in your line of work.

- I suppose there's a
certain degree of stress

in every job, Ray.

It just depends on how
you handle it.

Which
way am I facing?

- North.

Come on in here, Ray.

A great big room for
kids to tumble around in.

You know, a house like
this should really have

a family in it.

- You mean you won't sell it
to me because I don't have one?

- Oh, now, I didn't say that.

This is all being
remodeled here.

You
really are a cheerleader

for the old traditional
values, aren't you, Jerry?

- Tradition is important.

- Sounds like you had a
strict upbringing.

- You might say that.

Let me ask you a question, Ray.

- Sure.

- Are you interested in
buying a house, or in me?

- Sorry.

Force of habit.

My wife gets on me for
that all the time.

- I thought you said you
were a bachelor.

- Uh, recently divorced.

I see.

- Sometimes I forget
I'm not married anymore.

- Probably just the stress.

Who are you?

How'd you get on to me?

- I'm looking for a house.

- Oh, oh, oh, well, I
don't think this house

is right for you.

I think you'd be more
comfortable somewhere else.

This house is for a family!

You know what I mean? A family?!

Home sweet home?!

All that crap?!

It's all right.

A little order around here.

Just need a little order,
that's all.

A little order around here.

Bondurant.

Dr. Bondurant.

Well, Dr. Bondurant!

Rest in peace, Doctor.

All right, come on, come on,
Doctor.

Come on.

Let's go.

All right, Doctor.

We have to go for a little ride.

Take a little ride.

You act like
you're disappointed

he didn't turn out to be
Jack the Ripper.

- I was wrong, Karen.

I was totally wrong.

- Doctor.

Buckle up for safety.

Steph?

I'm sorry, honey, I have some
bad news about Dr. Bondurant.

His office just called.

- What?

I shouldn't go to my
hour tomorrow?

- No, no, it's more
serious than that.

There was an accident sometime
last night up by the highway.

He lost control or something,
his car went off the road.

- His car?

- He's dead, Steph.

Sorry.

- What happened?

Nobody knows.

Police say he lost
control of his car.

Just one of those stupid
unnecessary accidents.

- He was my friend.

- I know, baby.

He was a very special man.

In his own way, he helped
to bring us together.

And nothing is ever gonna
split us apart.

- Can I help?

- Yeah, would you, honey?

Thanks.

What do you think?

- I like it.

- Is it straight?

- Uh.

Little bit towards me.

Ho.

Ho, perfect.

- Jerry.

Yeah?

- Um, I just wanna say that

I know I've been a
lot of trouble.

And I'm sorry.

- Well, let's say we owe
each other an apology

and bury the hatchet, okay?

- Deal.

- When I was a kid, I
went through some

pretty rough times myself.

- So what happened?

I outgrew my
problems and so will you.

- Besides, you'll be too
busy juggling boyfriends.

- Boyfriends?

- Yeah, you know, boys, girls,
dating.

He's so old-fashioned.

Aren't you?
- Ah.

Guilty as charged, Your Honor.

There's plenty of time
for that, sweetheart.

Don't try to grow up too fast,
huh?

Okay.

- Be nice when there's a family
of birds living in there.

Dear Lord, we thank you for
the meal we're about to enjoy,

for our dear friends, our
wonderful home,

but most of all, Father,

we thank you for bringing
us together as a family.

Amen.

- Amen.
- Amen.

- Oh, sweetheart, everything
looks absolutely perfect.

What do you think of
this turkey, Steph, huh?

- Looks almost good
enough to eat.

- Yeah.

What do you say we
carve up this bird?

Steph?

Light or dark?

- Um—

- Wait, wait, wait, wait,
let me guess.

You're the drumstick type.

- Two drumstick type.

- You know,

until this moment,

I never realized what
Thanksgiving was all about.

Excuse me.

- Well, if it isn't
The Road Warrior.

- Come on, hop on.

- Looks dangerous.

- No, no, this bike is
totally safe.

- I meant you.

- Me?

You're the one who's
dangerous,

you and that mean right hook.

Come on, chicken.

- Only if I get to drive.

So how come you're not
with the ever popular

Kathy Lombardo tonight?

- Kathy Lombardo is a
stuck-up bitch.

- She dumped you.

- No, no, I dumped her.

All right, all right,
she dumped me.

Come on, watch where
you're going.

Easy.

- Um, we're okay now.

You can stop holding
on so tight.

Do I have to?

- Not if you don't want to.

Here, I'll walk you up.

Okay.

Well, thanks
for the ride.

- It's your bike.

- Right.

Well.

Well, goodnight.

- Goodnight.

- I guess I'll see you
in school, huh?

I guess so.

- That's the Millers' dog.

Yeah.

- Anyway, bye.

- Bye.

- You!

You could go to jail!

This girl is 16 years old!

- So am I.

- Jerry?

What's wrong?

- This punk was trying
to rape our daughter!

- I just kissed her goodnight.

- Stephanie?

What's going on?

- Go home, Paul!

- Steph, are you sure?

- Go home and I'll talk
to you tomorrow.

Go!

- Would somebody please tell
me what this is all about?

- He kissed me goodnight.

I wanted him to.

I like Paul, Mom!

- Well, of course you do, honey.

Jerry, I really think—
- She's not ready for this.

She's still a child!

- I'm not a child!

Just 'cause you're all
crazy and demented,

and hung up about sex!

- Stephanie, don't you talk
to your father that way!

- He's not my father!

He's just some crazy creep!

How can you even bear

to let him touch you?
- You stop it!

He's your father now
and you'll respect him!

Stephanie!

Stephanie, come back!

- Let her go, Susan,
she'll come back

when she calms down.
- What were you thinking

of making such a big,

stupid scene?
- That boy was practically

undressing her right here on—
- That boy is Paul Baker!

I've known him longer than
I've known you!

- Meaning what?

- Meaning all the progress
we've made with Stephanie

was just thrown away,
just thrown away by you!

- Bye, Ron.
- Best of luck to you.

- Take care.
- You too.

Goodbye, Audrey,
don't work too hard, huh?

Keep in touch.

Bye, Joyce,
thanks for everything.

Bye, everybody!

- Bye, Jerry!
- Bye-bye, Jerry.

- We'll miss you, Jerry.

- Thanks, Mr. Grace.

- Good luck.
- Thanks for everything.

Bye.

- Just listen to me
for a second.

What I'm saying is I think
this guy just married again,

to a divorcee with kids,
a widow.

I know him, this guy cannot
live without a family.

Now, you gotta help me.

I don't have time.

- Come on, listen, all
I'm asking for

are copies of marriage
certificates for the last year.

Now, how much time is
that gonna take?

- More time than I've
got or care to spare.

Come back in a couple of
weeks when we're not so busy.

I need them now!

- Goodbye.

- Asshole.

- You're not qualified.

What?

- To call him asshole.

It's an earned privilege.

You have to know him
at least half an hour.

- Well, perhaps you can
help me there, Miss Barnes.

- I could.

The question is: Why should I?

- Because the asshole
wouldn't like it, and I would.

What do you say, Miss Barnes?

- I say you're qualified
to call me Annie.

- Okay.

Honey.

Honey!

They say this new doctor
is one of the best.

Have a good session, huh?

- Miss Maine?

Miss Stephanie Maine?

- Sorry, wrong office.

- Mr. Meredith?

Yeah,
that's me.

- Look, I'm sorry to have
bothered you. Thanks.

Hey, let's go.

That's it. Take it easy.

Over there.

This house was
supposed to be empty.

I'm sorry about that.

Hi, I'm Bill Hodgkins.

- Oh, the man who phoned
about the job, right?

- That's right.
- Roy Chesterton.

- How do you do?

- You ever sold
insurance before?

- Back east in Pennsylvania.

If there's a policy I
haven't sold,

I'd like to know what it is.

- You specialize in
any one area?

- Well, I'm pretty
comfortable with all of them,

but if I have a
personal crusade,

I guess it's
family-related policies,

particularly, life insurance.

- Yeah, that's a toughie.

People don't like to
face the fact

that they're gonna die some day.

- I know I don't.

- Death is always something
that happens to someone else.

- That's why I really believe

that I'm protecting the family.

I'm glad to
hear you say that

'cause that's our main
objective here.

- Jerry?

We have to talk, honey.

- About what?

- About what?

About what is happening
to our family.

- I'm taking care of it.

- By yourself?

Mm-hm.

Daddy's home!

Daddy's home!

Daddy, Daddy!

Look who's here!

Ooh!

- Yes?

- Hi, is Gerald Blake home?

- No.

Was he supposed to
show you a house?

- He sells houses?

- Yes, he does.

Can I help you?

- No, I'll just drop by later.

See, I'm not even sure
it's the same Gerald Blake.

Well, I can give
him a message for you.

- No, that's okay.

If it's the guy I know, I'd
rather just surprise him.

- All right.
- Okay, thanks.

- You're welcome.

- Hi.

Hello.

- I'm Bill Hodgkins.

I just rented the
house next door.

- Oh.

So we're neighbors.

- Uh-huh.

- I'm Dorothy Rinehard.

Welcome to Madison Street.

- Thank you.

Hard work.

- Oh, the kids were
supposed to do it,

but, well, you know
how kids are.

- It's just you and the kids,
then?

- Yeah.

- Jerry Blake, please?

- I'm sorry, but Mr. Blake
is no longer connected

with this agency.

- No, there must be
some mistake.

Uh, no,
there isn't.

I can give you his home
number though.

Um, let's see, it's —

- Well, I know that number.

I'm calling from that number.

- I'm sorry, madam, but Mr.
Blake left several days ago.

- Well, thank you very much.

- It's about time.

Mrs. Fairfax?

- Not for long.

Put this in the trunk.

I'll be right out.

I'm leaving now!

- Is this him?

Is this the guy?!

- Sure, I'm having an
affair with the cab driver.

- You let her in your cab

and I'll break every
bone in your body!

- I'm not a cab driver, okay?

Okay.

- I just wanna ask
you a question.

You ever seen this guy before?

Huh?!

- The beard's new, but
he looks something like

the guy who sold us this house.

Muriel?
- Could be him.

- He sells houses?

- Yeah.

Yeah, that's right.

Hey, what the
hell are you doing, buddy?!

- Hi, honey.

- Where have you been?

- Showing the Morton house to
some folks from California.

- Don't lie to me, Jerry.

What?

- I called your office today.

- I didn't get a message.

- Of course you didn't
get a message.

They said you stopped working
there several days ago.

- What?

- The receptionist said
that you left!

- That idiot!

That new girl can't,

Susan, I never got
anyone fired in my life,

but that girl, I don't know.

- You mean you still work there?

- Of course, where
else would I be?

- I don't know!

I just, I don't know
what I thought.

I'm sorry.

- This is very upsetting.

If old man Grace is
still there—

- No, forget it, honey.

Forget it, she probably just

got the name wrong or something.

- Hodgkins, what's
to get wrong?!

- What did you say?

- Huh?

Wait a minute.

Who am I here?

- Jerry.

- Jerry?

Jerry Blake.

Thank you, honey.

You all right, sweetheart?

- Jerry?

Where are you going?

Susan, Susan, come here!

Come here!

- Stop it!

- Little order around here, huh?

Come on, Rinnie.

Come on, Rinnie, come on, fella.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on, fella, come on.

Come on, come see me, come on.

Come on.

Here, boy. Here, boy.

Here, boy, come on.

There.

Here's my little fella.

That's my good boy.

That's a good Rinnie.

That's a good Rinnie.

Yeah.

Oh, yes!

Oh, yeah.

Dog, you're a good dog.

- Mom?!

Mom, you home?!

Hi!

What did they do?

Leave you alone?

- You're a very bad girl.

Come on, move!

Come on, come on!

-Jim.

Jim Ogilvie!

- That's blood.

- Next time, Jim, call
before you drop by.

Hi, pumpkin.

Steph, it's over.

- Help, somebody help me!

Help!

Please, somebody help me!

Help me! Help!

- Open the door!

Open the damn door!

No.

No!

No!

Help me!

- Come on down, Steph!

Steph!

It's okay, sweetheart,
I won't hurt you.

Steph, come out here now!

Get out here!

Steph.

Come on, honey.

Where are you, Steph?

Come on, honey, it's all right.

It's all a game, Steph, huh?

Olly olly home free.

Come on, Steph, it was
all a misunderstanding!

Come here!

- No!
- Get back here!

- Please!
- Come to Daddy!

Come on! Come here!

No!

Please!

- Stephanie!

Stephanie!

- Stephanie!

Stephanie?

Mommy?

- No, Jerry!

Stephanie, the knife!

Leave her alone!

Stephanie!

Stop it!

- I love you.