All language subtitles for The Seductress (2000)

Do you really have to go, my darling?

Here's some of the paperwork
that Brandis kept at his office, Mrs.

Baxter. I thought you
might want to have it.

Thank you, Lizzie.

He went peacefully in his sleep, Mrs.
Baxter.

I just wish that I could have been there
for him, instead of being out of town.

I know that he loved you, Lizzie. You
were his assistant for so many years.

I know that he would
have been lost without you.

Call me if you need anything else, Alexis.

What is it? I don't know.

Yet.

Is that today's paper?

Uh, what?

Billionaire oil baron Brandis
Baxter, 42, is found dead in his Texas

mansion Saturday of natural causes.
Baxter is survived by his wife, Alexis.

Huh. No photograph of the wife.

Kay, not again. The guy died in his sleep.
Just leave it alone.

He was pretty young.

He ran a multi-billion dollar company.
That's enough to kill anybody.

I suppose.

Kay, I went through a lot of trouble
to get you that job as a researcher.

Now, if it wasn't for
my father, chief of

police, you wouldn't
have got the job at all.

Now, would you just cut the Magnum P.I.
crap and do your research?

Kay.

Hey, do you want
to play I Spy? Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Virginia, baby, you've got
to see this. This is unbelievable.

According to this, the
company has more than tripled

its assets since I
brought out the competitor.

I'm good. I'm really good.

Oh, I'm good.

Baby, will you bring me
another drink, please?

You are just too good to me.

Why? Because I make you
a drink before you ask for it?

Well, that, and you always smell so good.

And you're the most beautiful bride that
any man could possibly ask for, Mrs. Stone.

Why, Mr. Stone, I reckon
you might make me blush.

Oh, yeah? You know what I think?

I think you ought to hop on that
plane to London while I finish this deal.

Get in a couple of days of shopping.

And then I come and meet you.
What do you think?

I think maybe I should
fix you another drink.

Oh.

Well, that completes all
the paperwork, Virginia.

Are you sure you want to
liquidate everything? Yeah, I'm sure.

It is rather unusual, but he
did leave everything to you.

Not anything for his
family, friends, or staff.

Well, I'm sure he didn't plan on
dying at such an early age, Robert.

You know that we were
planning on having children.

Lots of children.

And now I'd like to just move
on with the rest of my life.

The memories here are much too painful.

I'm sorry, Virginia.
It was inappropriate of me.

It's just, who would have
thought that such a young and

successful businessman like
Louis would die so unexpectedly?

Especially after such an
enormous business venture.

I tried to tell him that stress
was just too much for him.

But he wouldn't listen to me.

We didn't need all that extra money.

I wish he would just let the business be.

Maybe an autopsy would
have helped ease your mind.

An autopsy wouldn't have
brought him back to me.

It's not that I had to Bury him, Robert.

But you want him chopped up like
some science experiment or something.

Take good care of yourself, Virginia.

I'll show myself out.

It says here in the paper that Louis
Stone died last week on the East Coast.

How do you know who that is?

His father was Lawrence Stone.

He died a few years back, one
of the wealthiest men in the world.

He bought and traded businesses
for a ridiculous amount of money.

I didn't know you cared
about the stock market.

I don't.

But he had just bought out another
company which made him billions of dollars.

Sounds like a lot.

He was worth triple
what his father was worth.

He was only half his father's age.

And he was just recently
married, only a couple months.

They're saying it was a
stress-related heart attack.

Okay.

Come on.

You don't think it's a
coincidence that two young

millionaires with new wives
die within months of each other?

Okay, let's just say it is.

But why would she have
the need to kill another man

when she's already wealthy
from the first one? I don't know.

Greed, spite, revenge.

Who knows?

You're really obsessed with this.

She's a seductress.

She seeks out wealthy men,
lures them into their lives,

marries them, and then
kills them for their money.

You act like you know her.

How could I possibly know her?

I don't know, Kay.

I don't know anything about you.

I've never met your friends or your family.

I told you. I'm from...
Illinois. Yeah, I know.

And you never met your parents, and your
grandmother who raised you passed away.

Why is that so hard to
believe? It's not, Kay.

It's just that you work for my
father, we're engaged to be married,

and sometimes I feel
like I hardly know you.

You really can't afford to lose this job.

It's just research, Paul.

I'll tell you what.

Tomorrow I'll see if I can grab some
photos of the wives when I see my father.

Millionaire real estate
tycoon Jonathan Hunter

purchases most valuable
property on the West Coast.

Hmm, good looking, too.

Well, Jessie Cook, looks like you
need to brush up on your real estate.

Yes, can I help you?

Hello, I'm Jessie Cook.

I'm a writer for Architectural
Review Magazine.

I'm doing a piece on old
homes built by famous architects.

I was wondering if Mr. Hunter
might have a few moments to spare.

Oh, I'm sorry, but Mr. Hunter
does not like to be bothered at home.

I would be happy to take your card
and pass it along to the secretary.

Well, unfortunately, I've already
tried that, and I've gotten nowhere.

You see, I've been studying famous
architects in this area for many years now.

And quite frankly, it's a
favorite hobby of mine.

I'm just afraid that if another staff
member were to reach Mr. Hunter before I do,

well, they'll have precedence over me.

And you see, I'm the
only female on the staff.

You know how it is.

I am sorry, miss. I mean, I
really wish that I could help you.

The best I can do is I can take your card.

I'm sorry.

Not as sorry as I am, I'm afraid.

Thank you for your time.

Who was that,
Lily? A reporter, Mr.

Hunter. I told her to
contact her secretary.

Miss Cook!

Miss Cook, I'm Jonathan Hunter.

I know. I recognized you from your picture.

Although you're much
more handsome in person.

Thank you.

I'm impressed by how much you
know about the architecture in this area.

I overheard some of
your conversation with Lily.

It is rare when someone
will take an interest in

something like that when
there's no money involved.

Oh, this isn't about money.

This is just a personal hobby of mine.

There aren't many Edward
Skowack buildings left in the world.

Although I must admit,

if I could land an interview with you,

it would get me so much
closer to my promotion.

Do you have time for a cup of coffee?

If you can make that a nice tea, I sure do.

This summer he can kill you.

Oh, I didn't see you come in.

I came out the back.

Here.

What's this?

Photographs of all the blushing brides.

They're both wearing sunglasses.

So?

So who wears sunglasses
in your wedding picture?

Maybe it was Summer.

Or maybe she doesn't want to be recognized.

She?

You already think that she is
the same woman? It's possible.

What's this?

Oh, that's a list of all the millionaires
who were married in the last 30 days.

There aren't very many of them.

Yeah, well, everyone's
signing prenuptials these days.

Just be happy you're
marrying a starving artist.

Oh, and don't tell my
father I gave you that.

You see, I had to
bribe the secretary, Mrs.

Beal, with another
wall painting.

And I'm running out.

Thanks, baby.

How are you? To
my beautiful bride.

God, your beautiful eyes.

I'm afraid that Mrs. Hunter wouldn't
be interested in anything like that.

She's very private.

She doesn't socialize at all.

Maybe she doesn't socialize because
she doesn't know very many people.

If she joined our women's organization,

it would give her a
chance to meet new people.

I think you're right.

Maybe you can just talk to her about it?

I don't talk to her about anything.

Listen, Miss... Sanders.
But you can call me Kay.

Miss Sanders.

I've told you enough already.

I'm afraid that Mrs.

Hunter and I don't see
eye to eye on things.

I best walk you out before Mr.

Hunter sees that I left
you on the property.

I understand. I can show myself out.

Thank you very much for your time.

Can I help you? Oh, I'm sorry.

I was just leaving.

Who let you in? Oh, your maid.

Please don't be angry with her.

I'm afraid it's my fault.

I'm new in the area and I
can be a bit pushy sometimes.

I'm heading up a women's
organization in the area

and I was hoping maybe
your wife could join.

I'm Jonathan Hunter.

Is something wrong? No, no.

It's just...

You remind me of my father.

Oh, that's great.

I meant when he was your age, of course.

Oh, of course.

As a matter of fact, you
remind me a lot of my wife.

Really.

I bought that scarf for my wife at Valley.

Do you like it? It's beautiful.

Bliss.

I'm sorry?

Bliss, the perfume.

It's my favorite.

I didn't mean to laugh
at you earlier, Miss...

Sanders. Kay Sanders.

Well, Miss Kay,

I've been trying to get my wife to join
organizations like yours ever since we met.

But I'm afraid it's just not her thing.

She prefers to stay at
home or travel with me.

Of course, there's always
those daily trips to the mall.

I will tell her you stopped by.

No, keep it.

Jesse's leaving for Valley this week.

She can always get herself another one.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Hey.

Hey.

How was your day? Good.

Yours? Good.

I think I have all those
blueprints for the Valley deal.

Who was that woman you
were talking to downstairs earlier?

Oh, she lives in the neighborhood.

She wants you to join her women's club.

Oh?

You know, it's a social club
for the wives to get together.

You know, probably gossip and
talk about us terrible husbands.

And what did you tell her?

Well, I told her I'd mention it to you.

Why? Are you interested in joining?

You know, I think it'd be a good
idea for you to join a club like that.

Did she tell you what her name was?

Kay.

Kay Saunders, I believe.

She gave Lily her number.

Why, is something wrong? No, no.

It's just that we had a St. Bernard
named Sanders when I was growing up.

He used to slobber all over the place.

Do I detect a hint
of jealousy, Mrs.

Hunter? Jealousy? Mm-hmm.

Me? Mm-hmm.

Well, do you blame me?

I do have the most handsome
husband on the block.

And I don't want to share you with anyone.

Well, how about you sharing some
of those delicious bubbles with me?

You know, I think it'd be a shame if
you kept all those bubbles to yourself.

You know, you're right.

Why don't you go get
us another bottle of wine?

There's one on the counter.

Mm, that's a good idea.

Mm-hmm.

Why could we call on
this late? I don't know.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Who was it? They hung up.

I met one of the millionaires today.

His name was on your list.

Oh, so that's why you're
so passionate tonight.

You were thinking about him.

It's just that.

he was so kind.

He reminded me of my father.

He must have made quite an impression.

Never heard you mention
your father in all this time.

I think it's her.

I think he married her and he's next.

Careful, Kay.

That's quite an accusation.

Did you see her?

Briefly, from a distance.

I talked to the maid.

She said she just
showed up at the door one

day and next thing you
know, they were married.

What about him?

He didn't say much.

He's very fond of her.

I can tell.

I just...

have this terrible feeling.

You can't just tell a total stranger
you think his new wife is a murderer.

Well, I have to do something.

Maybe I could talk to the maid.

She's not very fond of the new wife
and maybe she can get through to him.

I think you should just leave it alone.

I'll talk to my father.

Maybe he'll have an idea.

No, I don't want you to do that.

Why not? I just don't.

Kay,

you're acting like you're hiding something.

No, it's just that

I don't want to get your father involved.

Poison.

Did you know that there
are thousands of poisons

that can kill someone without
leaving a trace? Thousands.

I think she slips it in their wine.

There's nothing you could have done, Kay.

Why don't I believe that?

If it were true, she would have
found a way to get to you too.

She's very clever.

If? If it were true?

How much more evidence do I need?

Kay, it's getting late.

You need some sleep.

No.

What I need to do is find her next
victim before somebody else dies.

Look, why are you out to get this woman?

What did she ever
do to you? Nothing.

She's done nothing.

I just don't want to see any
more innocent people die.

Compliments of the house.

Oh, well, thank you, Sam.

Please let me know if there's
anything else we can get for you.

We? Well, Mr.

Joe wanted me to take
extra special care of you.

He said it's been a long
time since we've had a

woman as beautiful as
you as one of our guests.

Is that right?

Well, I'll have to make it a point
to personally thank him myself.

Oh, by the way,

please be careful when you're
walking along the east deck.

Some of the planks are missing.

Could be dangerous.

I've had some of the
workmen put a yellow tape up.

Be careful.

Oh, okay. Well, thank you, Sam.
Have a good day.

I don't know why,

but I got some information
from my friend Lenny at the DMV.

A few weeks back,

there was a woman that had a driver's
license under the name Jessie Stone.

She changed her name to Lena Smith.

Says she wanted to go
back to her maiden name.

Looks like she's headed up north.

There's an old mansion up there
that's been converted into a private villa.

that's owned by a young millionaire.

Looks like he's her next target.

I can only cover for you for a few weeks
before my dad starts getting suspicious.

Here's the address.

Just be careful.

Thanks.

I'll be fine with what you're looking for.

Hello, I'm Sam. You must be Miss Johnson.

Who? Your assistant.

My assistant Paul called.
He said you were on your way.

Oh, that Paul. What would I do without him?

Did he tell you my first name?

Ma'am?

It was just that I'm a writer and I
usually don't travel under my real name.

No, Miss Johnson. I'm afraid he didn't.

Emma. It's Emma.

May I show you to your room?

This is our lucky day.

We have two beautiful
ladies staying as guests.

My favorite champagne
for my favorite guest.

I had Sam bring up a case from
the wine cellar especially for you.

Am I really your favorite guest?

Or are you just saying
that because I made such

a generous donation to
your sponsoring charity?

Well, if it wasn't for your donation,

we never would have met.

Ah, but the publicity certainly
didn't hurt, did it? Touche.

Let's toast.

To charity.

You know, actually, I'm quite impressed

with your fascination with
the mountain preserves.

You know, I've been trying to stop the
city for years from building on this land.

I don't know how much
longer I can hold them off.

That's why this organization
that I formed is so important.

But I thought that you
own all of this property.

I do.

Money might not be enough to keep
the authorities off my back, though.

My father willed all his
property to me as the only heir.

The problem is my father's
intention was to build on the property.

There's a clause in the will that
states if I don't build on the property,

then the land can be turned over
to the National Forest Preserve.

But I thought that would be a good thing.

It could have been. The problem is
they lost the rights to it in an auction.

It's not whether I can afford
to keep them off my back.

It's about how many
supporters I can get to back me.

The property itself's worth millions.

Miss Johnson?

Miss Johnson?

Oh, yes?

Will you be dining under terrace tonight

or shall I bring something
up to your room? I don't know.

You think you can fit
me in with the crowd?

Well, this is our slow season, but
that's not why we don't have any guests.

Mr. Jarrell is fighting a losing battle.

What battle's that?

Well, he refuses to let the city

take over the land and build
shopping malls and freeways.

So some of the locals
have put up quite a fuss.

How will he stay in business?

Oh, he doesn't have to worry.

He has enough money for a few lifetimes.

That's what I was afraid of.

Miss?

Oh, I said,

is that what his wife is afraid of?

Oh, that's not his wife. She's a guest.

That's Miss Lena Smith.

She made a generous
contribution to save the

land, so we asked
her to stay for a visit.

He seems very fond of her.

I'd like to see him settle down.

She might be the one.

You bet on it.

So what'll it be?

Give me 30 minutes to put on my best dress.

I'm sorry.

Sorry. This dress was very expensive.

I said I was sorry.

It's fine.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to get so upset.

It's my fault.

I'll pay for the dry cleaning.

No, no. Really, it's fine.

I'm Lena.

Lena Smith.

Emma.

Emma Johnson.

Well, I guess we can't both go
to dinner looking like this, can we?

Um, you know, I have this beautiful.

Bocconi original upstairs,

and I'm sure it would probably
look really pretty with your hair.

Well, I don't think I know
what that is, but okay, I like it.

You want to follow me up to my room?

That's really funny.

I've never heard it put like that before.

So are you married? No, not yet.

Well, what are you
waiting for? I don't know.

Well, trust me.

If you're waiting for the
right man, he'll never come.

Just marry the man that'll
be the best provider for you.

Are you married?

Not this time around.

But I'm working on it.

I'm sorry, Lena, I'm late.

My meeting went a little late.

Oh, that's okay.

You changed your dress.

Yeah, we had a little mishap.

Who's your lovely friend here?

Roman, this is Emma.

Nice to meet you.

I see I'm going to have two beautiful
women to share the evening with tonight.

Oh, no, I can't. I won't stay.

I shouldn't. I have to go.

I have a long drive.

Please, stay.

Matter of fact, let me get
you to an after-dinner drink.

As a matter of fact, I
was going to ask Lena

to join me for a swim.
Why don't you join us?

Oh, I don't have a suit.

Better yet.

Here's the champagne you ordered, Mrs.
Rowan.

Thank you, Sam.

Join us.

Yes, ma'am, come, I'm in it.

Oh, no, I don't think so.

My parts might not be waterproof anymore.

Good night, Sam.

Good night, sir.

Good night, ladies.

Good night, Sam.

You ladies aren't ready
to call it a night, are you?

That's it for me. I've had a long day.

Well, good night.

Thanks for the company.

Good night, Roman.

Well, I'll walk you to your room.

Leah, I'll meet you
back here in a little bit.

Well, thanks again for the dress
and sorry again for the spill thing.

Well, just think of it this way.

We might not have ever met.

Well, good night.

Oh, hey, maybe we should
spend the day together tomorrow.

You know, get to know
each other a little better.

Okay, I'd like that.

Okay, it's a date.

I'll see you tomorrow at breakfast.

All right.

You're a really good cook.

Where'd you learn how to do that?

Well, after college I didn't
know what to do with myself,

so I took some cooking classes.

You went to school? Yeah.

So are you a chef now?

No, not exactly.

So how about you?

You ever go to school?

No, I'm not the type.

I just marry wealthy men instead.

Men?

How many times have you been married?

More times than I care to count.

I've never really been
that good at anything else.

Oh, I bet you'd be good at a lot of things.

That's easy for you to say.

You went to college.

Things probably come really easy to you.

Me?

I just learned how to seduce
men at a really early age.

So I put it to good use.

So you're not married?
No, never been.

Commitment problems?

No, I just haven't found the right guy.

You know, Roman seemed
really interested in you.

Roman? He likes you.

No, I think he likes you.

You know, if I were you, I'd
make my move on him tonight.

You could dazzle him with your cooking.

You know what they say?

The way to a man's heart?

Is through his
penis? Oh, my God.

I'm sorry.

I can't believe I said that.

That's okay.

You're loosening up. That's good.

I must be a bad influence on you.

Yeah, you are.

Well, we better get going.
It's getting pretty late.

Okay.

Hey, where'd you go?

I'm a few feet ahead.

I'm over here.

Which way?

Go to the right.

Nina!

Nina!

Are you okay?

You got me so scared.

You were scared?

I nearly fell to my death.

I thought I knew the way.

You knew that was the wrong way.

No, Emma. Honest, I didn't.

Come on.
We have to get you back to the villa.

Who is it?

It's Sam, Miss Johnson.

I thought you might like some hot tea.

Oh, come in, Sam.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, it's okay, Sam.

I'm sure it's nothing
you haven't seen before.

I heard you took quite a fall today.

Yeah, it could have been worse.

I don't understand.

The deck was fully marked with yellow tape.

I don't know how that could have happened.

Miss Smith knew about it.

What?

Nina knew about the broken deck?

Yes, I told her just the other day.

Perhaps she forgot.

Yes.

Perhaps.

Would you like me to bring
your dinner up here? No, Sam.

Thank you.

I feel much better now.
I'll be down in a few minutes.

Very well. I'll see you downstairs.

And the rest is history.

So you mean to tell me that your

great-great-grandfather
bought his wife at an auction?

That's what they say.

They eloped.

He put the ladder to the window.

And that's why I got the name Roman.

Kind of like Romeo and Juliet.

Why don't I believe
you? I swear.

Emma.

You look beautiful.

Wow.

Thank you, Roman.

I hope you don't mind
me borrowing this dress.

You said whatever I wanted.

No.

You look wonderful.

I'm just glad to see that
old thing get some use.

Please, excuse me.

Sit here.

Well, I must add that you don't look like
a woman that took a terrible spill today.

Yeah, I'm going to
scold my workers for that.

And I really do apologize. I'm sorry.

Well, I was just lucky that
Lena was there to save me.

I don't know what I would
have done without her.

That's very brave of you, Lena.

As a matter of fact, both of you are.

What do you say, girls? An
evening swim? Oh, not for me.

I have to take a trip to the
coast tomorrow for a few days.

I need to get an early start.

But, Emma, you should stay.

Won't you just tell me how you want
to get to know Roman a little better?

Now's your chance.

With me? Oh, well.

..

I just find you so fascinating.

I, um...

I'd like to hear more about
your fight to save the mountains.

I didn't know you were
interested in that type of thing.

Oh, she's interested.

Isn't that right, Emma?

Oh, and by the way,

that meal you prepared was wonderful.

Don't you think so, Roman?

That was absolutely delicious.

Good night, you two.

Don't do anything I wouldn't do.

That little bitch!

I knew she was up to something.

I don't know how Lena would
feel if we became friends.

Listen, we're all very good friends.

But you're here with me now.

Hmm? Hmm? Yeah.

You're up early.

I didn't even see you there.

Uh, I have some work to do in town.

Well, give me a minute
and I'll go with you.

Actually, I'm gonna be gone for a few days.

Will you be coming back? Yeah.

You're not mad about last night?

I mean, about Roman.

No, I'm glad the two
of you had a good time.

It's the art of seduction.

Learn to use it.

It can come in handy.

Trust me.

Can I help you?

Hi, are you Paul Morton?

Yes.

Well, I just moved in downstairs and I
think I got some of your mail by accident.

Oh, great. Thanks.

You're painting.

I thought you were bleeding.

Um, would you care
to come in? No, thanks.

I just wanted to get a good look at you.

Emily, is that you?

No, Roman, it's me, Lena.

Where are you going?

I have some business
I have to finish in town.

I'll go with you.

Roman,

I want to marry you.

I want to be your
wife if you'll have me.

I don't understand.

I thought you weren't interested in me.

I needed time to think.

But now I know that
we're meant to be together.

I want to help you
buy back your land.

And I want our children and our
grandchildren to live here forever.

I don't know what to say.

Say yes.

Yes, yes.

All right, tonight at sunset,
meet me at the bluff.

There's a man there who can marry us.

And I don't want you to
tell anyone about this yet.

And there's something else
that I need you to do for me.

What's that?

I'll let you know.

Okay.

I'll see you at the sunset.

Bye.

Hello, Mrs.

Beal? It's Paul.

I need to talk to my father right away.

Congratulations again, sir.

I can't tell you how happy I am for you.

I just can't use the words.

I just have to give you a hug.

Absolutely so wonderful.

Tonight at Roman.

Book the car around, Miss Johnson.

Oh, thank you.

Will you be long?

No, I'm just going into town
to buy myself a new dress.

You try to tell me the woman
I just married is a murderer.

Is that what you're saying?

I have reason to believe that, yes.

It doesn't make any sense.

Why would she marry me
when she has all this money?

That's the question I was wondering
until Kay started investigating.

I couldn't figure out why she
was so obsessed with this woman.

until I found this.

What's this?

About 20 years ago, John Reynolds was
murdered and his murderer was never found.

He married a woman named Veronica,

who he left all his money to
and nothing to his two daughters.

Veronica was supposed to have these girls
homeschooled until they were 18 years old.

What's this have to do with Lena?

Both Veronica and the professor
were murdered within days

of each other, only months
after the father was killed.

Now, when the police
started to investigate

the girls, they got
nervous and skipped town.

And you think Lena's one of the daughters?

I have reason to believe
that Lena is Annie Reynolds.

Worse than that,

my fiancee is her sister, Kristen.

Emma?

I know her as Kay.

Lena and I signed a prenuptial agreement.

She can't get anything from me if I die.

Only if she didn't sell
the land to the state first.

You see, your property is in trust and
holding because of your father's will.

Now, if you were to die
before the land was taken over,

Lena could claim the rights to it and
it'll all go back to her, free and clear.

Lena asked me to spend the night with Emma.

She wanted me to break the news
to her about her and I getting married.

And she said she wouldn't
be back for a few days.

Is that what this is about?

Maybe this is about Emma or Kay
or whatever the hell her name is.

Maybe she's the one that's after my money.

No, no, no.

There are thousands of
different kinds of poisons.

They could slip one in your
drink and you would never know.

I think it's time for you to leave.

You know a little too
much about police work

for a painter or
whatever the hell you are.

I told you, my father's a cop.

He helped me gather all this information.

A cop hundreds of miles away.

Listen, I think you should leave.

You know, I really think
you're in danger here.

Thank you for your time, Mr. Morton.

I hope you and your
girlfriend work things out.

Just watch your back. I warned you.

Maybe she's not the one that's so obsessed.

Maybe it's you.

Sam, show him to the door.

I know this is
difficult for you, Mrs.

Gero, but I need to ask
you a few more questions.

And do you have any idea who would want
to see your husband dead? I don't know.

I mean, there were so many people
angry at him about the mountain.

But I don't know why
they would want to kill him.

I mean, we were ready
to sell it to them anyways.

Anyone else?

Anyone at all?

Well, I didn't think that she
was going to be a problem,

but who's she? Emma Johnson.

She was my husband's lover.

I told him recently that if
he didn't break it off with her,

that I would never marry him.

He was going to tell her last night.

Someone sent me these anonymously.

You know what?

We found a bottle of champagne
with your fingerprints on it.

We have photos of
you in, let's just say,

compromising positions with the deceased.

And his wife said that
you and her late husband

were planning on breaking off your
little affair the night of the murder.

I told you.

She must have left that
champagne bottle at my door.

She's the one who told
me to sleep with him.

Yeah.

And you had no idea
they were married, right?

It's me she wanted dead, not him.

Not yet, anyway.

That's not how she works.

Uh-huh.

I'll be right back.

You should have quit while you were ahead.

I could say the same thing about you.

You're very clever.

How'd you get him to
marry you? Let me guess.

Prenuptial agreement?

Make him think you didn't want his money?

I learned from the best.

Isn't that what you used
to say about Daddy?

If only he had changed
his will before he died,

then little Miss Veronica couldn't
have run off with all of his money.

Did you honestly think that just because

you changed the color of
your hair and your name.

that I wouldn't have recognized you?

Twenty years may be a long time,

but you never really do forget
your own sister, do you, Kristen?

Why'd you do it, Annie?

Did you get the urge from
killing the professor and Veronica?

I seem to recall that you were there, too.

We agreed to go our separate ways, Kristen.

You know, it wasn't good
to be seen together again.

You just couldn't stay away, could you?

You were always the sexy one.

And I was the smart one.

Guess I wasn't so smart this time, huh?

I should have known your talents would win.

I guess you power.

Isn't that what you say?

Yeah, well, I killed my husband,

but at least I have a
bank account to show for it.

You probably would have spent

the rest of your life
with that starving artist.

What was his name? Paul.

You fucking bitch!

Fuck you!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Hey, break it up!

Hey, break it up!

What's going on here, huh?

You ladies aren't
fighting over me, are you?

Roman?

You might want to be
more careful what you say.

You never know when a
microphone might be on.

Hello, Kay.

Paul, what are you doing here?

Someone told me I might find you here.

And it's so nice to see
you again, neighbor.

Paul, tell them!

Tell them about her! Sorry, Kay.

We've been looking for you
two ladies for a long time now.

Splitting up was smart.

Too bad you'll be spending
the next 20 to 30 years together.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

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