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Have you ever been in love?

I’ve been married for 17 years.

That isn’t what I said.

Have you ever been in love? Really in love?

Sure.

Not like I have.

Oh, no. You’re special.

I mean it.

No man ever loved a woman the way I loved her.

I can see that by all that blood splattered all over your shirt.

Well, fine. You can call it murder.

It doesn’t matter.

Let’s back up a little bit here.

I’m still not clear on how this whole thing started.

How many times do I have to tell it?

Till it starts to sound like the truth. God, help me.

Just humor me, okay?

Start from the beginning.

I got up. I got dressed. I went to work.

Where do you work? Cougar Culinary Labs in Chicago.

I create artificial flavors for the food industry.

Who put the Magic Rocks in the watercooler?

Jesus, Wally. Chili and cheese Fritos?

Wow.

You could be in a crowded stadium and know who farted.

Maybe you didn’t know,

but the Frito is nature’s perfect food.

Particularly the chili and cheese variety.

Particularly. Low in carbs. You look it up.

Ugh. There’s just no way to perfectly synthesize honeydew melon.

It’s impossible. I’ve been telling you that all week.

We came close in ’98, but the test rats gave birth to two-headed offspring.

Legal felt that was a considerable drawback.

How much call do you get for artificial honeydew melon anyway?

It’s a challenge.

Eh, challenge shmallenge. Give ’em cantaloupe.

How can you eat that rabbit food?

I have to eat this rabbit food. If not, I blow up like a weather balloon.

Not me, man.

I can eat till I puke. Never gain an ounce.

High metabolism or somethin’. I don’t know.

Fuck you.

So, Mr. Newly Single, be all that you can be,

how’s the love life?

Well, me and the left hand are goin’ steady now.

All newly fit and fabulous and no place to go, huh?

I just need a little time to, you know, think about stuff.

Hey, my, uh-- my band’s playing tonight. Why don’t you come?

Who knows? You might meet some rock-and-roll nymphomaniac.

Hmm. I don’t think I’m ready for that.

Oh, come on, man. A bachelor night. It’ll be great.

I don’t think so. Not tonight.

Oh, come on. It might be the last time I ever play.

Oh, bullshit. You’ll be strapping a guitar on till the day you die.

Don’t be so sure. I just turned 45 on Wednesday.

Really? Happy birthday. Mmm, hardly.

What’s more depressing than a 45-year-old failed rock and roller?

Well, how about child support,

alimony and an empty downtown apartment?

All right. You win. Yeah.

Who’s ready for dessert?

Oh, it’s huge.

Ohh!

Look at how moist it looks. And so-- that dark, dark--

Wow.

Thus the name! That’s there for brownies.

May it live up to the name. To potluck and--

I miss you, baby boy.

Chocolate.

I thought it was some kind of wish-fulfillment dream

after all of those weeks of rabbit food,

but the taste was still in my mouth when I woke up,

and I could smell it too.

It was really good stuff-- custom--

bittersweet with just a hint of jasmine tea.

Really special.

How do you know it wasn’t a dream?

It wasn’t a dream.

I just kept tasting someone else’s chocolate.

Gesundheit.

You’re wearing rose oil again?

No reason not to.

I just came by to check in on you and Booth.

Come on in.

You look tired. You okay? Oh, I’m all right.

You look nice. You goin’ out? Mm-hmm.

Gesundheit.

Is that a hickey?

Daddy! Hey!

Are you moving back home now? Daddy’s just visiting.

You said that you were just testing.

I know, but that was a long time ago. See, now the test part’s over.

And lucky you, you’ve got two places to stay now.

Just like a rich movie star.

Do rich movie stars have a mommy in one house and a daddy in another one?

Most of them. Come on, honey. You’ve gotta get ready for class.

Class? Dance class. Yuck.

Look, Jamie, I’m really glad you stopped by, but we gotta go.

Sure. Yeah. I understand. Can’t be late.

Listen, Chuckles.

You wanna maybe get together, play some ball,

maybe go do some hiking this weekend?

As long as there’s no dancing. No, no dancing.

I’ll see you Saturday, Moose. Here’s your key.

Listen. If I’m not up, you come in and get me up, okay?

Love monster hug.

Love you, Daddy. I love you too.

Sorry, Nessie. No sorries.

Bye, Daddy! Bye.

♪ Life cultured with

♪ Fear

♪ As my silhouette’s approaching ♪

♪ Chasing through this mystery ♪

♪ Shadow is drawing near

♪ Am I here to try to lessen ♪

♪ By my own--

Hey. Jamie, you made it!

Uh, did you get the table up front? Yeah. Yeah.

Hey, man, you, uh, want some vitamin C?

Uh, no thanks. I’m on a diet.

Help you lose weight. Yeah.

Hey, Jamie. Do that thing with the quarter.

Watch this, everybody. It’s great.

No-- Okay, boys. Let’s go!

Shit. Showtime.

Okay, everybody. Remember, we are the chosen ones,

the gods of rock and roll!

♪ I feel alive I feel I could die ♪

♪ I feel I curse out loud in a church ♪

♪ No more time too broken by ♪

♪ What you say hurts

♪ I know

♪ I’m jaded ♪

♪ I smile ’cause it's faded ♪ So do that thing with the quarter.

Oh. No. That’s--

It’s just a magic trick. It’s-- You know, it's silly.

Come on. I wanna see it.

All right.

♪ Now I’m serpentine ♪ ♪ Serpentine

♪ Serpentine

♪ [classical stops] ♪ I-I

♪ Twisted people

♪ Well, I’m no angel ♪

♪ Now I’m serpentine ♪ ♪ Serpentine

♪ Serpentine

You really kicked ass tonight.

We were pretty fuckin’ awesome, weren’t we?

Next thing you know, it’s MTV, babes in bikinis,

low-boy leather pants with your buns hangin’ out.

Anna says I got cute buns. I never said you didn’t.

What was with the fake Mohawk?

Huh? Oh.

Covers my hair transplant scar.

What the hell.

Oh, shit.

Wally. What’s-What's the matter?

I can’t see. What?

I can’t see.

What are you doing? I can’t see!

Jamie, wha-what-what are you doing?

What the fuck are you talking about? Take the fucking wheel!

What the fuck? What the--

What? Wally?

Wally, are you okay?

That was fucking great.

Who’s there?

Did I wake you?

We need a cleanup in aisle three.

Cleanup in aisle three.

I don’t know how they can do it either.

What’s that? Well, I mean, it is so easy to eat food that’s good for you.

It even tastes better. But they raise their kids

on Choco-treats and Frosted Pops, so that’s what they like.

Right. Yeah, it’s sausage and eggs and hash browns for breakfast,

chili dogs and cheeseburgers, battered fries for lunch,

and then deep-fried chicken fingers and macaroni and cheese for dinner

with a big bowl of ice cream.

You know what else is just terrible?

Mile-high chocolate cake.

Oh, and double cheese pizza with pepperoni and sausage? Yuck.

And double-chocolate chunk cookies, still warm,

so the chocolate gets all over your fingers.

It’s just awful. Yeah.

So, how long have you been dieting,

and for God’s sake, why?

Ninety-six days. Hypoglycemia.

I’m, uh, paying for too many years of double desserts.

Uh, how about you?

Uh, 47 days.

Vanity. There. I said it aloud.

So you wanna celebrate?

Hmm.

Mmm. So how do you feel?

How’s your hypoglycemia?

I feel great.

You cured me.

No. I think you cured me.

Are you married?

The white circle on your ring finger.

No, I was, but the divorce was final a few months ago.

I’m sorry. Nah, it’s okay.

Seven years of a monogamous relationship-- at least I’m safe.

Really?

For what?

It’s easy to be with you.

What? What is it?

Ow. Getting sharp pains?

Uh, I-- I think I’ll be okay in a minute.

Okay, hold on.

See if this helps.

Ow.

I guess that’s what I get for pigging out.

Let’s go to sleep.

Oh, that’s weird.

You awake, Cat?

It’s happening.

Hmm. What’s happening?

How can anybody look so good so early?

God, you’re so fucking beautiful.

Jamie, what is it?

What’s wrong?

Jamie, stop it.

Okay, please. Just stop.

Stop it. Okay, stop it! This isn’t funny.

Jamie, you’re scaring me. Stop it.

Jamie?

Jamie, there’s somebody at the front door.

There’s somebody at the door.

Jamie?

Please, get up. Jamie.

Let’s go wake up Daddy.

Jamie, somebody’s coming.

Rise and shine, Daddy!

Oh.

Oh, my God. Hey. Your family’s here.

Stop! Daddy, stop it!

What’s the matter, Daddy? Jamie, stop it.

Leave my daddy alone! Leave him alone!

I didn’t do anything. Booth.

I didn’t do anything.

Goddamn you, Jamie.

It’s a woman.

Oh. Oh.

Elaine.

"I love you."

Those three words were suddenly so potent and meaningful to me.

Up until then, I didn’t realize

that you could feel with your heart and your guts.

It felt so new and deep and good.

Until that moment, I didn’t realize

how shallow my life had been.

And it--

Well, it humiliated me.

It felt like--

like growing up.

No! Please, don’t go.

You okay?

Come back to me.

Jesus!

Wally, something really weird is happening to me.

Yeah? Good weird or bad weird?

You know these-- these spells I’ve been having?

Yeah. Are they getting worse?

Well, it’s--

it’s a woman.

Excellent.

Jamie, congratulations. That’s great.

What’s she like?

She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.

Oh, man.

You got it bad.

It isn’t what you think. It’s like, um--

it’s like I'm receiving transmissions from somebody.

What do you mean, like possessed? No.

There’s this woman.

I don’t know who she is or where she is,

but I-I can see what she sees,

I hear what she hears, I--

I can feel what she feels.

And what does she feel? Wally, I’m serious.

Okay, uh--

How do you know it’s a woman?

Well, last night, the woman, uh,

she had sex.

And I felt it.

Whoa. You felt her get fucked?

Wally, I’m not crazy. This is for real.

Never mind. Forget it.

Listen, uh, the twins are visiting my folks,

so Anna wanted me to invite you over for dinner.

I can’t come tonight.

Because of this girl?

Who you only met in your dreams? They’re not dreams.

Okay. Well, if you’re having hallucinations,

don’t you think you ought to go see a doctor or something?

What makes you think I want it to stop?

This woman, I think she’s calling me.

I think maybe she needs me, so--

Look what I got for us.

Hi.

Come on.

Get in with us.

Doesn’t she have a beautiful face?

Look.

Kiss her.

You bitch!

Who do you think you are?

Leave her alone!

What?

I could feel his blood running all down my arms, hot and sticky.

I just felt so sick and filthy,

and I don’t know,

depraved, like a murderer.

I felt so empty and sick

and scared inside.

I just didn’t know how to feel anymore.

And then all the visions just stopped.

Everything went dead.

I was in love with her.

But this had me all fucked up.

Blue letters on white. Blue letters on white.

Hmm.

It’s the coast.

No.

The West coast.

The West coast.

No. Oregon.

Washington.

West coast. West coast.

Canada. Canada.

That’s it.

You set out to Vancouver because of a piece of a license plate?

I just knew I had to find her.

Well, what did you expect to do once you found her?

I don’t know. I loved her.

A murderer?

Maybe it was just a dream we shared.

Maybe it was self-defense.

I don’t know, but I hoped so.

Sorry.

Wanna buy your own?

SQM329. SQM329.

Just a minute.

Sorry. I was in the shower.

Yes? Catherine Dupres?

Yes?

Do you know me?

Have we met?

Sorry. No, I guess not.

I have a delivery for you. Really? What is it?

Asshole.

It just reminds her of him.

Why are you following me?

I’m not following you.

Do you think I’m an imbecile?

What do you want?

I think you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.

Tell me why you brought me those chocolates.

I thought you’d like them,

and I needed to meet you.

How do you know me?

I saw you sketching at the zoo--

a-a cougar.

I-- I’m a fan. I really like your work.

Then why didn’t you just come up and say hello?

Why are you following me?

I could call a policeman and have you thrown in jail.

I know. I’m really sorry. I was stupid.

I-- I just-- I had to meet you.

Well, we’ve met.

Yes. I-- I like your painting very much. I think you’re very talented.

Ah, thank you for telling me that.

Look, I-I’m not one of those creeps

that follows beautiful women around and drives ’em crazy.

I’m not a stalker.

I know I’ve made a mistake.

I’m really very, very sorry.

I realize I make a lousy first impression.

Could I just talk with you?

Lunch, someplace nice. Your choice.

Glad you like my work, but I don’t think it would be a good idea.

No, please. We need to talk.

No. You need to talk. I don’t.

Listen, I’ve come a very long way to find you.

J-Just lunch.

A public place.

My life is complicated enough right now. I know.

What do you know?

I mean, everybody’s life is complicated. Mine too.

Why me? Why don’t you go stalk some movie star somewhere?

I know how special you are.

You don’t know anything about me. Yes, I do.

I know you wish I’d leave you alone.

Look, I know how you feel, and I don’t blame you at all.

And I promise, I’ll leave you alone and never bother you again if that’s what you want.

Just let me take you to lunch first.

Just once.

You’re right about one thing.

You make a terrible first impression.

Are you just gonna keep staring at me?

Is that why you’re following me around?

I have to talk to you about something.

What?

I have to tell you the reason

why I love you.

What? I can’t say it again.

I know you better than you think.

How long have you been spying on me?

It’s not what you're thinking. Please. Don’t be afraid of me.

I’m not afraid of you.

Sometimes, I’m inside you.

No, please. Listen to me.

I’m not crazy, I’m not a pervert.

I’m on your side. Trust me.

Sometimes, I can feel what you feel,

I can smell what you’re smelling,

I can even see what you see.

I can’t control it. It-- It just happens.

I know, I sound like a lunatic, but it’s true.

It started when I tasted the chocolate.

And I thought it was a dream, but then

the park with your paintings.

For some reason, I got to know you better than anybody knows you.

Somehow we’re-we're psychically linked.

And I was hoping that maybe

you could feel me.

I’d like to go home now.

I’d really rather be alone right now.

Please, just-- Please, let me walk you to your door--

Just leave me alone.

Okay.

I’m sorry.

I understand.

Shh. Shh. Shh.

Quiet. Quiet.

Those are cops.

You can’t go home now.

You have to trust me.

What do you know about me?

I know you had to do it.

Let me help you.

Out of millions of people, why you?

You think I don’t spend every minute thinking about that?

At first, I thought it was the chemicals at work,

or maybe it was her art that brought us together,

or maybe it was just that I was so empty,

and she was so full.

What do you want from me? Money?

Sex?

Everything I’ve told you,

everything I’ll ever tell you, is the truth.

I’ll never lie to you. I wanna help you.

Even knowing what I’ve done?

I’m scared.

I won’t let anything happen to you.

Will you take me home?

Do you trust me?

I have to.

Come on in.

Everything’s gonna be okay.

I love you.

I know.

Jamie.

I did feel things,

see things.

But I didn’t know what it was.

I thought I was going crazy.

No, Catherine, you’re not crazy.

What did you see? What did you feel?

I don’t know.

Images, flavors--

faces,

loneliness.

You’re shivering.

I could use something to drink.

Would you like something? Sure.

I’m glad you're here with me.

So am I.

It’s bitter.

What?

I just feel a little dizzy.

What do you want? How long have you been watching me?

What are you waiting for? Why don’t you just throw me in a cell and get it over with?

Or do you just wanna fuck me?

I’m not a cop, and I’m not trying to blackmail you.

I love you.

Do you?

Could you feel it? The knife?

Could you feel it punching into his flesh?

Did you feel him jerking and fighting?

Could you feel the blood running down your arms?

Is that what made you love me?

Catherine, no!

I don’t wanna hurt you.

You should have never come here.

Catherine, please, don’t do this.

I only wanna help you. You don’t even know me.

Catherine, no. Don’t make me do this.

Catherine, please.

Ah, Jesus.

Not now.

It’s happening now, isn’t it?

What do you see?

You can’t see me, can you?

Catherine!

Then I knew what it felt like to die.

You know that’s not an easy story to swallow.

I can’t do anything about that.

Get him on the ambulance.