All language subtitles for A.Trick.of.the.Mind.2006.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.x264-ABM

- No, absolutely not.
- At least give it a chance.

It's not what I want
to do with my life.

How do you know?
You haven't even tried it.

Oh, come on, mom.
Real estate?

- That is so not me.
- And what is 'so you'?

Teaching yoga to ten-year-olds?

That was for one summer.

Oh, and then what?
A waitress.

An actress.
Gopher for some commie

- political...
- For god's sake, Henry,

- slow down.
- He wasn't a communist.

You're lost, Jamie.
You don't know what

- the hell you want.
- Dad, I don't want

- to work for you.
- Know what your problem is?

- You're spoiled.
- Oh, just because

I won't do what you want me to,
makes me spoiled, now?

We've indulged your every whim.

Given you everything
you ever wanted.

And if you think that's
the real world...

Oh, here we go again
about the real world.

Oh! Ohhh, god...!

Hi.
I'm looking for Jamie Ellison.

Oh, I'll
just check for you.

James?

Jaime...
Oh my god.

Serena's here.
You're going to be okay.

Are you thirsty?

I killed them, Serena.

No, you didn't.

They're dead...

because of me.

Sweetie, it was an accident.

You're just all
mixed up in your head.

It's going to be okay.

Excuse me, Miss Ellison?

You're not the doctor.
Go away.

Actually it's worse.
I'm a lawyer.

My name is Joshua Hagen.
I work in the legal department

at Ellison Realty.

I was sent here by the, uh...
the Board of Directors,

in the hopes it might
be possible to set up

a phone conference with you...
to talk about everything.

- Everything?
- The business.

I don't give a damn
about the business.

Look, Miss Ellison, I know
this isn't a good time.

And my guess is it may
never be a good time.

But you're the sole heir to a
multi-million dollar enterprise.

People need to know
what you're going to do.

I'm not going to do...
anything.

Okay?

Who's second in charge?

The Executive
V-P is Paul MacNeil.

Well, then let him run it.
I don't care.

Now would you please leave.
I'm getting tired.

Sure.
Sorry to bother you.

I just want to offer my
condolences about your parents.

I didn't know your mother,
but... your dad was a great man.

Mom?

- Daddy?
- I hope you're happy now.

- What?
- Why do you always

have to fight us.

I'm sorry.

It's a little late
for apologies, isn't it?

You are so spoiled.
You caused that accident.

No, I didn't.
I'm sorry, I didn't do it.

- It's your fault.
- All your fault.

- I'm sorry.
- You never mean

- anything you do, do you?
- I'm sorry.

I'm very
disappointed in you.

- It's pure selfishness.
- No. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry....

Jamie?
Are you here?

James?

I have been call...

Jamie...

you... are scaring me.
Where are you?

Jamie...

Sweetie...

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry...

It's me, Reen.

Why don't
you consider staying

- a little longer?
- No thanks.

I want you to see
someone back home then, okay?

I... I don't think so.

Jamie, if you have another
trauma, or you experience

more stress, there's
a chance you could relapse.

Look, I... I'm not
going to relapse.

- physical injuries.
- Uh huh.

And the other half?

Look, I've worked on it.

I understand it.

And...
I'm outta here.

To where, exactly?
Have you decided?

Well, home first.

And then...
I have a few ideas.

I was thinking maybe
Habitat for Humanity.

- Building houses?
- Uh huh.

- You mean like real estate?
- Well, not exactly.

Sounds pretty close to me.

I owe it to my father.

I'm giving it a try, but...
I'm doing it my way.

New Orleans wants
to thank all the volunteers

who have come to help.

You have met this
challenge head on.

I want to thank you....

- What's next?
- Wheelbarrow.

- Right.
- Ladies...

How would you feel about
an extra pair of hands?

- Hah. Definitely!
- We can use all the help

- we can get.
- Excellent.

Jamie, Lili, I want you
to meet Michael Radcliffe.

- He's our newest volunteer.
- Hello.

- Hey.
- You're going to need

- a hat and some gloves.
- All right.

Well, you are in good hands.
Jamie's going to show

you the ropes.
I will catch you later.

- Thank you.
- Lili, wait up.

He's, uh....got
a little thing for her.

Romance in the Habitat.
I think I read that one.

You want to give me
a hand with this wheelbarrow?

- Sure.
- Okay.

- Jamie, right?
- Yes.

I'm going to say it twice
so I can remember it, okay?

Okay.

What?
I'm not that memorable?

No, it's me.
It's my problem.

I can't believe
we're sleeping in a church.

Yeah, I know.
It's kind of weird.

Which one's mine?
I'm exhausted.

Oh, yeah.
Thank you, God.

Man, I feel kind of energized.

Yeah?
You're not normal.

What do you do in
real life, anyway?

Uh... well, I'm kind of
in between things right now.

What did you used to do?

Oh... not much.

Really. Ha.

So, what are you going to do?

Why do you make this hard?

I don't really know.

Thanks.

Hot dog?

Oh. Yes.
I would love one, thank you.

That's what
I like to see, a woman

with an appetite.

Hey, I work hard
and burn a lot of calories.

It's not like
I'm fat or anything.

No, not at all.

As a matter of fact, you
look... kind of perfect to me.

- You coming on to me?
- No.

- No?
- No. Well, maybe a little...

- flirting, that's all.
- Yeah, Mmm hmmm.

So, Miss Jamie
what's your story?

Where're you from?

Uh... Chicago... Illinois.
Born and raised.

- Windy City.
- Um hum.

- You like that?
- Yeah?

Your parents still live there?

Uh... no.
They, uh... they died

- six months ago.
- I'm sorry.

Yeah... It's kind of
hard to talk about.

I understand.
My father died in a skiing

accident six years ago.

Yeah?
Mine died in a car accident.

Sorry, well, uh...
tell me where you're from?

I was born in Philadelphia.

Oh.
City of Brotherly Love, right?

- That's right.
- Uh, huh.

But I... mostly
grew up in Hongkong.

- Oh, yeah?
- Uh huh.

My mom died when I was a baby,
so it's just been my dad and me.

Really?
Why Hongkong?

Dad owned a huge factory there.

Made combs, hairbrushes.

It's not very
glamorous, I'm sorry.

Well, it pays the bills, right?

Oh, yeah.

I guess that's why he wanted
me to run it when he retired.

- Did you?
- No.

No, I was... I was young
and arrogant and stupid.

The last thing I wanted to
do was run a plastic factory,

you know?

But... also...
we had a huge blow out.

We were on vacation
in Austria, and...

I was so upset, I didn't go
skiing with him, that day.

So he went up alone, and...
that afternoon...

there was a terrible avalanche,

and he was buried alive.

Oh, that's awful.

The worst part,
Jamie, is that...

he died while we were still
angry at each other, you know?

I've never been able to
forgive myself for that.

- I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry, did I...?

No... I... I'm okay.
Excuse me.

I've been
looking everywhere for you.

Why'd you run away like that?

I fought with my parents
about going into my father's

business... just
before they died.

We were on our way to a
vacation in the mountains...

I live with that
guilt every day.

I think hearing
your story just...

well, it scared me.

Wow.

Maybe we were brought together
for some reason, you know.

What do you mean?

The timing...

similarities...

It's kind of weird, you know?

Yeah, it is weird.

But who knows?

Maybe we were brought together
to comfort each other.

Whatever the reason...

I feel like I've known
you a very long time.

I feel that way too.

Jamie!
James!

Hey, hey, hey!

- I missed you so much.
- Oh, I missed you too.

How was it?
You look fantastic.

Thanks. I feel great.
I feel fantastic.

Great.
Well, what happened down there?

A lot. There's someone
I want you to meet.

- Who?
- Come, come, come.

You'll see.
Ah!

Serena Jefferson, this is
Michael Radcliffe, my husband.

- Your what?
- Um hum.

It's true.
All she does is talk about you.

It's so great to
meet you, Serena.

- You're married?
- Yes. Six whole days.

Look. Isn't it beautiful?

What can I say?
She swept me off my feet.

- Oh, yeah, right.
- It's true.

- Luggage!
- Yes. Car. Right...

Thank you.
I'll let you catch up.

Are you out of
your freakin' mind?

You've known this guy
for what, ten minutes?

- Oh, three weeks.
- Three weeks and you

marry him?
You have to get this annulled.

No.
No.

You don't know
anything about him.

- He's a perfect stranger.
- Look, I know everything

- I need to know.
- What has he done to you?

Serena, come on.
Would you stop it?

You've gone through hell
and a nervous breakdown.

I don't think that your
judgment is exactly right.

Look.
My judgment is fine, okay?

He's a good man, Reen.

I love him.
He loves me.

Okay, fine.
Does he know how much

- money you have?
- He doesn't need my money.

He's rich himself.
And... he's going to help

me run Ellison Realty.

- What?
- I need to try it.

Just for awhile.
I mean, who knows?

Maybe I can make a difference.

I don't know what to say, Jamie.

Look.
Just give him a chance, okay?

- This is crazy.
- I promise, you'll like him.

Please, Reen.
For me?

- Okay.
- Come on.

I cannot believe
that you're married.

I know.
Isn't it the greatest?

Ah, thanks for that, babe.

- All right, you ready? Let's go.
- Let's go.

Home sweet home.

- Come on, put me down.
- No, I could do this all day.

You're light.
Just like a feather.

- Put me down, now.
- All right. Okay.

- Wow.
- So?

Uh..it's small, you know...

Cozy, cozy.
Is there a bedroom?

Ha, ha. Very funny.
It's right over there.

Um hum.

- Well...
- Yeah, it's probably

- ten times as big.
- No. No.

Twenty.

- Okay, we'll move.
- Only if you want to.

Yeah, we'll definitely move.

Ummm. Umm...
UMMMM...

I'm going to go take
a shower and clean up.

Okay.
I'll get you some towels.

- Okay.
- Okay. Whooh!

Hello?

Jamie?
It's mom.

- Excuse me?
- It's me, your mother.

Why don't you
answer it?

Ohhh....Hello?

No, thank you, we
don't want any.

No. No, no, no.

Okay. Yup.

Man, those telemarketers, huh?

Hey, you okay?

Yeah, I'm just..I think
I'm tired... from the flight.

Ooh. You want to
take a shower with me?

Uh... I'm going to lie down.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Michael?
- Yes, angel.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Got it, young lady.

- You ready for this?
- Totally.

Aah. Forgot my cell phone.
I'll be right back.

All right.

Got it.

Uh... somebody's watching me.

- Who?
- She's across the street,

in a brown coat.

I don't see anyone.

- She must have left.
- Come on.

- Jamie!
- Paul!

So good to see you!
You look great!

Oh, thank you.
Paul MacNeil, this is my

- husband, Michael Radcliffe.
- So, this is the lucky man.

- Yes, sir.
- Well, shall we?

Jamie, I appreciate
your commitment, and I'm sure

your heart is in the right
place, but I can't count

the number of times your
father told me how much

- you hated real estate.
- Well, I've changed my mind.

Are you sure you understand
what you're taking on?

Oh, please don't be
condescending, Paul.

This is what my father wanted
and I intend to see it through.

Well, it's going to take
some time to bring you

up to speed.
I mean, you really don't

- know very much.
- I ran a manufacturing

company for quite some time.
I suspect it won't be

- that much different.
- Look, Paul, I know that

I have a lot to learn and,
we can't do this without you.

In fact, we're promoting
you from Executive V-P to

- President of the company.
- Really?

Only now, you'll be
reporting to Jamie,

- the new CEO.
- Well, co-CEO.

Okay, here we go,
Properties For sale.

Warehouses.

- Well, that's an idea.
- What do you mean?

Well, what if we bought up
several abandoned warehouses,

right?
And renovated them, and

cheaply to low-income families.

- I love it.
- Yeah? You do?

- Um hum.
- So do I.

Oh, Michael, it just feels
so right doing this with you.

And it's just the beginning.

Hello?

Hey.
I know you.

Hello, Miss Ellison.
Mr. MacNeil said you wanted to

- see these financial statements?
- I'll take those.

Oh, thanks, babe.
Uh... call me Jamie.

- What was your name again?
- Josh Hagen.

Josh Hagen, the lawyer, right?

Aha. Well, this is my
husband Michael Radcliffe.

- Hi.
- You know, Josh.

I need a new will.
Maybe you can help me out.

- Sure.
- Great.

It's nothing complicated.
Jamie's the sole beneficiary.

- Michael...
- You're my wife.

I want you to have everything.

Yeah, but I mean, don't
you... don't you have...

- family, or anybody else?
- I have you.

- That's what's important.
- Um hum.

Thanks, Josh.

- Oh, hi!
- I'm sorry.

- You scared me!
- I saw you from inside.

- Yeah...
- What's the matter?

Um... nothing.
I'll tell you inside.

Okay, sure.

The thing is, I feel fine.
I mean I've never been happier.

Have you given some
thought to going back

- to your psychiatrist?
- Well, she gave me

some pills... maybe
I'll start taking them.

You haven't been
taking your medication?

They make me so tired.
And honestly, I don't feel

- like I've needed them.
- Yeah, except for some

hallucinations, Jamie.

- Thought about those?
- I don't know.

Maybe I'm... really stressed
and I don't realize...

- James.
- Look.

I don't want Michael
thinking he married a psycho.

You haven't told
him what happened?

Are you sure you

- don't mind?
- Not at all.

Go home and rest,
I'll see you later.

All right, thanks.
I'll talk to you later.

Please! Wait!

Jamie?

Who are you?
Why are you following me?

My name's Helen Delaney.
I'm a private investigator.

I didn't mean to alarm you.

I just wanted to
speak to you alone.

About what?

- Michael Radcliffe.
- You know Michael?

That's
not his real name.

What are you talking about?

I'd rather not do
this on the street.

Is there some place
that we can go?

Well, how do I know you
are who you say you are?

I want some identification.

Here's my P.I. licence
with a photo ID.

All right.
Come on.

This is a picture of
a man named Craig Townsend

and his wife Charlotte.

It was taken three years
ago in Los Angeles.

Charlotte Townsend died
eighteen months ago.

The police concluded that it
was suicide but her family

isn't so sure.

They hired me to find out
if her husband killed her.

After he collected her life
insurance and liquidated

all of her assets,
he disappeared.

I've been looking for him for
over a year and I finally found

him... living in Chicago under
the name of Michael Radcliffe.

No, that's impossible.

This can't be.

Would you like to read
the investigative reports?

No! No!

- Are you sure?
- I want you to go.

Jamie, you
need to be very careful.

This man is extremely clever
and very manipulative.

I want you to go... now!

Observe him for a few
days and we'll talk again

and whatever you do...
do not tell him about me.

Why not?

Because he's liable to kill you.

Hey, I thought
you went to go rest.

Oh, yeah.

I... I need to talk to you.

Listen, Paul has a great idea.

The company owns a house
near Belco that could be

perfect for us.

Oh, yeah? That's great.

Actually, Paul, if you wouldn't
mind, I need a minute.

Sure thing.

Let me know when you
want to take a look.

You got it.

So, I've just been thinking
about the... this whole will,

thing, and I thought that
I might leave everything

- to charity.
- Fine. I think you should.

I have enough money
for both of us.

- You don't mind?
- No, not at all.

As a matter of fact, I'll
help you set up a foundation.

Tsk.

You have a kind heart.

Come here.

Oh, uh.

By the way, somebody called you
at home... Charlotte Townsend?

Charlotte Townsend?
I don't think I know that name.

Oh. She said that you were
friends with her husband, Craig.

Craig?
No.

I don't know that name, either.

Oh, well...
They asked for Michael.

I don't know... wrong number,

a different Michael?
Hey, are you hungry?

- Yeah.
- Let's go eat.

Okay.

- To us.
- Cheers.

Oh, I'll be right back.

- What are you doing?
- Oh, I was just looking for

- that file on the Belco house.
- In my passport?

Well, then I saw your
passport, and, you know,

I figured it was probably
a few years old and...

I wanted to see
what you looked like

when you were younger.

Jamie, I want to
show you something.

That picture was from my
parent's wedding anniversary.

That's nice.

You uh... have a picture
of your house in Hongkong?

- Not here.
- At home?

Maybe at home.
I think it's in storage.

- How long did you live there?
- Fifteen years.

Do you remember your address?

What's with all
the questions, Jamie.

Well, I just realized that
I really... don't know

- anything about you.
- What would you like to know?

Well. Where were you
living eighteen months ago?

Part of the time in Hongkong.

And then in hotels in the
United States, Europe...

- all over the place.
- Right, so, there's really

- no proof of where you were?
- What are you saying?

All I'm saying is that I...
I just have to take your

word for it.

I mean, for all I know
you might not even really

be... Michael Radcliffe.

Well, I could show you
some dental records or call

some of my old high school
friends if you like.

Let's go.

- Where are we going?
- Let's go.

To get you some proof.

Okay.

Mikey, is that you?

Hi, sweetheart,
how are you feeling?

Well, nothing to complain about.

Thank you so much
for the cheque.

I don't know what
I'd do without you.

Who's that pretty girl?

Elinda, this is my wife, Jamie.

You're married?
Oh, honey.

Jamie, this is
Elinda, my old nanny.

She's known me my whole life.

Well, congratulations.

You're a very lucky girl, Jamie.

I hope you know that.

I do.
Thank you Elinda.

Well, I wish you both
many, many years of happiness.

Thanks. Bye, honey.
It's been good talking to you.

Good bye.

I saw a picture of
you with another woman.

There have been other
women in my life, Jamie.

I'm not a monk.
I never said I was.

And there's probably dozens of
photos of me floating around

with other women.
That doesn't make me

a bad guy even though
you may think it does.

No. I don't think that.

Where did you see
this other picture?

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

You know, maybe we
did rush into this thing.

- Well, I never said that.
- You know, Jamie, I love

you with all my heart.
But if you don't trust me,

this is never going to work.

Look.
I just had some questions.

- I have some questions, too.
- Okay. Like what?

You're twenty-nine years old.

What have you been
doing since college?

I told you.
Diff... different things.

That sounds pretty aimless.
Do you have any goals?

Do you want to do
something with your life?

- Yes.
- Like what?

Well, I told you.
I want to run this business,

and I want to be with you.

Well, how can you be with
me if you don't even trust me?

- Michael...
- Look... Okay, forget it.

Just... we're both tired, why
don't you just go to bed.

I'm going to sleep
out here tonight.

No. Come on.
Look, you don't have to do that.

- Yeah. I think I do.
- Michael...

Good night, Jamie.

Hey.
What time is it?

It's almost noon.

Ooh.
Thanks.

Ummm.

This is for you, too.

I'm sorry, too.

Oh, babe.

I trust you with every
fibre of my being.

I will never let
you down, Jamie.

Never.

Josh!
Hi!

God, I'm so glad you made it!

I'm sorry I'm late.
Nice place.

Yeah? You like it?

It's a little... big for my
taste, but Michael loves it.

- Oh, hey.
- Can I talk to you?

Yeah, of course.
Excuse me, will you?

Go get yourself a drink.

I haven't seen you in weeks.
How are you?

- I'm good.
- No more visions or

telephone calls from that woman?

No! Just... Look, forget
that ever happened, okay?

Okay, but it did happen.

Well, whatever it
was, it's over now.

Have you been taking your pills?

Don't talk about that now.
We're in the middle of a party.

Okay. But have you?

Serena, stop mothering me.
I'm a big girl.

Then why don't you
start acting like one?

Huh?

Excuse me,
ladies and gentlemen.

Could I have your
attention please?

Uh... Jamie?
Has anyone seen my wife?

- I'm right here.
- Oh, wow.

Ha, ha. Stop it.

You're beautiful.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Well, first I would like to
wel... we... would like to welcome

you all to our new home.

It's wonderful.

And we just... we want to thank
you for helping us celebrate

the beginning of this
new life, Jamie and I are

starting together.

And second, I would like
to thank this beautiful,

intelligent, amazing woman
for agreeing to be my wife.

You are my true soulmate.

And I love you very much, Jamie.

Nobody touch her, she's mine.

Stop.

The cornerstone of happiness
is love...

Babe. Baby.

I don't feel so good, baby.

Jamie!

She's going to be
all right, but I want to

keep her here overnight.

- Thank goodness.
- Does Jamie have

- any history of drug abuse?
- Drug abuse?

- Why do you ask?
- Well, I don't have the

results yet, but it looks like
she had some kind of overdose.

She has been acting
kind of strange, lately.

- What do you mean?
- She accused me of being

someone else.
She wanted me to prove

my identity.
All of a sudden she...

she didn't trust me anymore.

I begged her to go
back to her psychiatrist.

She has a psychiatrist?

She had a real rough
time when her parents died.

- Was she hospitalized?
- Not exactly.

- prescribe medication.
- And has she been taking it?

- I'm not sure.
- With alcohol, maybe?

No. I can't imagine that...

This place, how
long was she there?

- About three months.
- Three months!

I was afraid something
like this would happen.

What are you doing here?

Didn't I warn you to be careful?

You're a liar.
You're crazy.

I spoke to Michael's nanny.
I saw pictures of his family.

Don't you realize how easy
it is to fabricate those things?

Your Michael is a
shrewd and clever man.

He plans these things
down to the last detail.

I don't believe a word you say.

Jamie, wake up.
Your life may be in danger.

Who do you think put
that drug in your drink?

How do you know about that?

I told the nurse
that I was your sister.

How did you know I was here?

I've been following
you and Michael for weeks.

And guess what? He's started
seeing another woman.

- Oh, that's a lie.
- Do yourself a favour.

Look at his credit
card statements.

Has he bought any
expensive gifts lately?

Look at his calendar.
Has he taken any long lunches?

He's a player, Jamie.

No.

You're in love
with him yourself.

You've been stalking us,
trying to break us up.

Oh my god. Jamie.
I am trying to help you.

I'm calling for the nurse.

Call the Scranton
Police Department instead.

Ask for Sgt. Bobby Saunders.
Ask him anything you want

about me.
See what he says.

Did you put
something in my drink?

Of course not.
You took those pills

- and drank champagne.
- I never took anything.

I hate those pills.
They make me dizzy and tired.

Well, that's not what
the blood test said.

I don't care what it said.
It was wrong.

I never even opened the bottle.

See?

It's... it's impossible.

Jamie, what's going on?

If you're unhappy or upset or...

No. I'm not unhappy,
I...

This just doesn't
make any sense.

Look, Jamie, I love you.
And no matter how tough

things get, I'll always
be there for you.

- I need to make a phone call.
- To who?

- I can't tell you.
- Why not?

I just can't.

JAMIE, WHAT THE HELL
IS GOING ON HERE?

Well, fine.

You want to know?

And she told me that your real
name is Craig Townsend and

that you might have killed
your wife, Charlotte,

and that you may be
trying to kill me.

And you believed her.
Based on what?

Well, based on photos
she had of you,

and other information.

What information?

I don't know.
Just the way you act.

And the whole thing
about the will.

My will? I left you
everything, Jamie!

- What do you know about her?
- She showed me her ID.

And also I wrote down this
number for the Scranton Police

Department where
she used to work.

Okay, let's call it right now.

She said to ask for
a Sgt. Bobby Saunders.

- Scranton PD.
- I'd like to speak to, uh...

- Sgt. Bobby Saunders, please.
- One moment.

Now, what do you say.

Sorry, sir, there
is nobody here by that name.

Really.

Um... can you verify whether a
Miss Helen Delaney has ever

worked for your police force?

Hold on.

No record of Helen
Delaney ever working here.

Thank you.

This, Miss Delaney,
or whatever her name is...

she's obviously delusional.

Are you sure you never met
her at this place, The Oaks?

No, of course I didn't.

Well, she has some
fixation over you, or me,

or both of us.

If she contacts you again,
I want you to let me know.

I'm going to put a stop
to this once and for all.

- What are you going to do?
- I'm going to have

her arrested.
What do you think

I'm going to do?
My god, Jamie.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.
I'm just...

I never took
those pills, Michael.

Okay.

Do you believe me?

I don't know.

I'm going to look at
some properties with Paul.

Are you coming to the office?
Later.

Okay.

Oooah.

It's an emergency.
Do you know where

she's having lunch?

All right.
Thank you.

Okay. Bye.

There's a hole
in your brake line.

- All the fluid leaked out.
- Well, can that just happen?

- On it's own?
- Not usually.

But it's possible.

Where can I get a
rental car around here?

Hi, I'm just looking for
a friend who's eating here...

Oh, she's right there.
Thanks.

Oh my god.

Jamie.

Wait!

How'd you get in here?

You left the door unlocked.

Get out of my house!

You're a liar.
You are a liar.

- I never lied to you.
- Oh, yeah?

Well, Michael called the
Scranton Police Department

- and they never heard of you.
- How do you know it was them?

- It was on speaker phone.
- Did you dial?

I mean, how did you know that
it wasn't an associate of his

who made the whole thing up.

I think Michael was right.

You are delusional.

- Where's your car?
- I had an accident.

The brakes, right?

Oh my god.

It was you.

- You did it.
- No, I didn't.

You engineered all of this.

Jamie. Think.
Was I at your party?

How could I have put
anything in your drink.

It was Michael, Jamie...
Michael.

- Do you have a gun?
- No.

- Take mine.
- No.

No. No. No.
I don't want to.

Don't be stupid.
Take it.

Jamie?

Let's confront
him together, okay?

He can't manipulate me
the way he does you.

Don't be upset.
It's not what you think.

I was asking her advice.
I'm worried about you.

This is Helen Delaney.

Go ahead.
Tell him what you told me.

What?

Go ahead, Helen.
Tell him.

Who are you talking to?

I told you, Helen
Delaney, the detective.

We're on to you, Michael,
or whatever your name is.

- There's no one there, Jamie.
- What? Can't you see her?

- Didn't you hear what she said?
- I don't hear anyone.

I don't see anything.

Wait!
Where are you going?

- Me?
- No. Helen! Helen! Stop!

I thought you were
going to protect me.

Sweetheart, there's no Helen.

That is not funny, Michael.
Get out of the way!

Jamie, Jamie, listen to me.
You're sick, Jamie.

- You're very, very sick.
- I am not sick.

She doesn't exist.
She's in your mind.

Jamie?

It's Dr. Hauser.

I understand you're
not feeling very well.

I hear you've had
a lot going on.

Getting married...

Taking on your
father's business...

Moving into a new house.

Must have been very
stressful for you.

Don't patronize me.

Fine.
Then come out here...

face whatever's wrong,
and deal with it.

Jamie.
Come on.

You can't stay in there forever.

Why don't you open
the door, and let's...

let's get started on this, okay?

Come on.

Come on.

Paul. Josh.
Everybody.

I'm afraid I have some
unfortunate news.

It's about Jamie.

She was real.

I could smell her perfume.
I even touched her.

I'm
sure you believe that.

No, that's what I know,
Dr. Hauser.

You know what?
She gave me a gun.

A gun?

A little, a little
handgun with a black handle.

And she put it in my suitcase.

You search that suitcase and
you'll find Helen's gun.

Look, call Michael, and
tell him to look for it.

Because you know what?
He'll find it.

Because I am not making this up.

I will not
testify against Jamie.

This is FOR Jamie, Serena.

Unless I get power of
attorney I can't protect her

interests, or implement the
changes she wanted so badly.

She had so many
hopes and dreams.

You think I'm happy about this?

You think this is how
I envisioned the first year

of my marriage?

Well, how's she doing?

She's started
talking about a gun.

- What?
- She said this Helen person

gave it to her and now
she's desperate to get it.

Oh my god!

WELL, SOMEONE STOLE IT!

There's no need to yell, Jamie.

No... I am yelling because
no one is listening to me.

Why... why would I hallucinate
about a private detective?

I mean, where... where would
I come up with these names?

Charlotte Townsend!
Craig Townsend!

I mean, what is that?

You know, I don't know.
Why don't you tell me?

Aaah, phoof.
Arrrgh!

She asked me to find out
if a Charlotte Townsend died

eighteen months ago, anywhere
in the United States.

- And?
- Well, I couldn't find

anything, and believe me,
I looked.

- So she made it all up?
- Yes, it's beginning to

- seem that way.
- I don't know what to do.

She accuses me of
wanting to kill her.

She concocts some elaborate
story about some non-existant

private detective, and then she
has a conversation with her.

Now this thing with the gun.

Is she a danger to herself?

I don't think so.

What about to other people?

Ha. You mean to you?

Yeah. If she thinks
I'm trying to kill her,

is it possible she'd
try and kill me first?

Here, hon.
These are for you.

What are they?

Meds
from your doctor.

Do you need some water?

What kind of meds?

Something to
relax you... no biggie.

Ummm.
I don't need to relax.

Jamie, just
take the pills.

Well, what exactly are they?

Supprexa.
Does that tell you anything?

Sure as hell does.

- It's an anti-psychotic...
- Chrissie!

- How do you know?
- I take it.

- Hey!
- You go girl.

- I'm not psychotic, okay?
- Yeah. Me neither.

The doctor
ordered this medication.

- Then I want to talk to her.
- She's not here today.

Well, then, I'm not taking them.

Oh, yes, you are.

"I'm not taking it."
"Oh, yes you are."

"Uh umm."
"Oh yes, you certainly are."

All right, you know what?
To hell with you and to

hell with Hauser.
I'm signing myself out.

I'm sorry, you can't do that.

- Why not?
- The court appointed

your husband your legal
guardian, and you can't leave

without his permission.

Ting-a-ling!

NO! LET ME GO!
LET ME GO!

PUT ME DOWN!
PUT ME DOWN!

NO! PUT ME DOWN!
STOP IT!

NO! NO! NO

- He got to you, didn't he?
- Jamie...

What did he do?
Pay you off?

Or just charmed
the pants off you?

Once again,
you're confusing fantasy

with reality.
I'm trying to help you Jamie.

If you want to get better,
you're going to have

to cooperate.

I want to talk to Michael.

Take your
medication... you can

call him right now.

Condos on the upper floors,
retail space on the bottom.

We're talking restaurants,
boutiques, possibly

- a health club.
- What about the old tenants?

- We've taken care of that.
- Well, who's managing

- the building?
- I am, but it's taking

- longer than I thought.
- Well, let's speed

it up, Paul.

Michael Radcliffe.

What gives you the
right to be my guardian?

Sweetheart... how are you?

You get me out
of here right now.

Doctor doesn't think
that's a good idea.

I don't care what she thinks.

Oh. I mean it.

Michael, I want to
come home right now.

But you can't function
on your own right now.

Oh, god, Helen was right.

This has all been a plot.

You...
...you planned this from...

the... very... beginning...

Not so tough now, are you?

Jamie, you there?

How is she?

Getting worse, Paul.

Jamie?

Josh?

What are you doing here?

I've been worried about you.

How are you?

You look terrible.

I do?

Why are you so drugged up?

- I'm crazy.
- No, you're not.

Jamie.
JAMIE.

Look at me.

I don't believe you're crazy.

Did Michael send you here?

No.
He won't talk about you at all.

I think he's done this to me.

I tell you one thing.

If you were my wife I wouldn't
be acting the way he is.

I need to trust you, Josh.

Can I really trust you?

Completely.

There was a gun...

- Josh?
- I'm glad I caught you.

You got call at the
office from The Oaks.

Jamie's requesting some
photographs of her parents.

Oh, I don't have time right
now... I'll miss my flight.

They said it was
crucial to her therapy.

They were kind of insistent.
There was one particular

- photo she wanted.
- I can't look. I have to go.

It was in the
dining room, they said.

- I wrote it down somewhere.
- Okay, look, Josh, here.

Go in, get the damn photo.
Messenger it from my office.

I'll pick up the key tomorrow.

Let's go.

Jamie.
Jamie, it's Josh.

I have to talk to you.

I need you to concentrate
on what I'm saying.

I found the gun.
It was in the freezer

in your house.

You found it?

- Yes.
- In the freezer?

Oh, Josh.

Josh, get me out of here.

Show the gun to Hauser,
to a judge, something.

It's not that easy.
I searched your

house illegally.
I have no grounds for a warrant.

If we ask Michael about
the gun he'll probably

just get rid of it.

Besides him, the only person
who has the legal right to look

in that freezer... is you.

So... that guy who visits you?

- Is he your, uh...
- boyfriend?

Your man?
Your honey buddy?

No.
He's just a friend.

Hah.
Maybe for you.

Not for him.

Wha... what do you mean?

He's got the hots
and whatsis for you.

You're crazy.

No.
Duh.

Chrissie.

Jamie.

I need to speak
to Dr. Hauser.

There's no Helen...

There's no gun...

I know that now.

Do you really believe that?

So...
so hard to talk.

I'm so tired all the time.

Are you ready to start talking?

Yes.

You were right.

I'm sorry for all
the trouble I caused.

I really want to work on this.

Okay.

Let's take you off the sedative.

I'm very pleased
about this, Jamie.

Excuse me, Serena?

Yes?

I have a message
for you from Jamie.

So, when can I go home?

Ha, ha.

Let's see how you do.

Did you tell Michael
not to visit me?

Sometimes it can be
difficult for the spouse.

Difficult.

Um... you know, I'd like...
I'd like to start getting

some exercise, if that's okay.

Yes, I'm always
in favour of exercise.

I think that would be
very therapeutic.

Are you sure
you're up for this?

No problem.
Easy, feasy.

It's time.

Hasta la vista, baby.

You sure
you're going to be okay?

What can they do to me?
Lock me up?

Thank you.

Josh!

Get in!

You okay?

Yeah.

You're selling the business?

Well, the thing is, Paul,
Jamie and I wanted to

run this business together.

But, now that she's sick,
you know, I just don't

have the heart for it.

So, I've decided to liquidate
everything and take Jamie

away some place where
she can recover.

But, I have found
a conglomerate in Boston

that is very interested.

But what about
the condo complex.

Well, I showed
them the blueprints and

- they seem very impressed.
- That's my project.

- I've worked on it for months.
- Well, I wouldn't

advertise that, Paul.
You see, the way you treated

those tenants was
highly illegal.

- You were in on it, too.
- Oh, no, no, no.

That all started long
before I came on board.

But, I do remember seeing
your signature all over

the eviction notices.

So, you wanted me
to speed it up, why?

So you could get a higher
price from your buyers.

I didn't say anything
about speeding things up.

You sonofabitch.

I told you I didn't
want to be interrupted.

It's The Oaks,
sir, they say it's urgent.

Jamie, I'm so sorry.
I should have believed you.

It's okay.
It's okay.

No.
I should have known.

Hey, I was starting
not to believe myself.

That detective then
really does exist.

- What happened to her?
- I don't know.

- But I am going to find out.
- Michael probably

knows by now.

Do you know what to do, Reen?

- Yes.
- All right.

I'll call you later.

Where is it?

- It's gone.
- What?

Yes, hello.
Can I speak to

Michael Radcliffe, please.
This is Serena Jefferson.

There's no guarantee
that it's even in the house.

For all we know he could
have thrown it in the lake.

We're back to where we started.

There's something else
you should know.

What is this?

condo complex.

See the address
written on the side?

This property belongs
to Ellison Realty.

It's a residential building
where many of the tenants have

lived for over thirty years
and pay very low rents.

Since your father died, Paul
MacNeil has used every means

possible to drive them out
in order to tear it down.

- What?
- For which he gets

- kickbacks from the builders.
- Oh, that is disgusting.

Michael's in on it.
I found the contracts

- in Paul's office.
- Oh my god, even the

Habitat For Humanity was a lie.
God knows what else

he's lied about.
We have to find this gun.

We have to keep looking.

Is she here yet?

No, but it shouldn't be long.

Josh.

Josh, look at this.

"Don't miss Des Moines High
School's Twentieth Reunion.

Hook up with all your old
friends and let's party,

Saturday, June 15th."

That's tomorrow.

Mike Roper.

I have to get to this thing.

- Thanks.
- Be careful, okay?

- And call me.
- I will.

No, seriously, Jamie,
I want to hear from you.

Okay, you will, I promise.

Good bye.

This is ridiculous.
Are you sure she's coming?

- That's what she said.
- Maybe something's

- happened to her.
- You know where she was

- calling from?
- No.

Jamie.

You can let him go now.

What do you mean
you're not coming?

- I've been waiting here all day.
- What?

- You're making a big mistake.
- Let me talk to her.

Jamie!

Where are you?

Answer me!

Hi. Name please?

Uh... actually
I'm not on the list.

My name is Jamie Roper.
I'm... uh... Mike Roper,

my husband, he went here.

Oh, my lord, you're Mike's wife.

Where is he?

Oh, unfortunately he
had a business trip and

he can't make it.

Um... Can you keep a secret?

- Sure.
- Well, Mike's birthday is

coming up and I'm planning kind
of a surprise this-is-your-life

- birthday party.
- Oh, I love those. Oh.

Yes, so I came out here
without him knowing to...

find out what he was like
in High School.

Oh, isn't that adorable.
I know exactly who you

should talk to.
Come on.

He always wanted to be rich.

Probably because he came
from a dirt poor family.

Oh... you knew that, right?

- Yeah, of course.
- Ohhhh...

- His father was a...
- ...truck driver.

They didn't get along at all.

His mother cleaned houses.

She really doted on Mike.

Spoiled him rotten.

You know she used to work
nights and weekends just to pay

for that car of his.

He was very big in
the drama department.

He... he had the lead in
all the school plays.

He was supposed to go out
to Hollywood, but nothing

ever came of that.

So, what about girl friends?

There was only
one girl for Mike.

But she wouldn't give
him the time of day.

Charlotte Townsend!

...richest girl in town.

Too hoity-toity for
the likes of Mike.

They had everything.
Big house. Fancy cars.

Trips to Europe.
You name it.

Um... did you guys
know Craig Townsend?

Her older brother.

Now, he and Michael were
friends for awhile, I think.

So where are the
Townsend kids now?

Let's see...
Charlotte married some

big shot and moved to New York.

And Craig opened a
factory in... where was it?

China?

Hongkong.

No, no, no, no.
That wasn't him.

- Yeah, it was.
- That wasn't him.

Sorry... sorry to interrupt.

Is there a Helen
Delaney on that list?

- Helen Delaney?
- Helen Delaney?

Helen Delaney?
It doesn't sound familiar, no.

Well, I'm sure glad you
guys found us in Chicago.

How did you find us?

We just moved a few months ago.

Probably from his mother.

We know they keep in touch.

Mike's mother.
Um... of course.

Yeah.

She lives right
here in Des Moines.

Well, sorry...
get back to reminiscing.

Thanks.

Bye.

- Mrs. Roper?
- Yes?

- Elinda.
- Do I know you?

Well, I'm Jamie,
your daughter-in-law.

Oh, bless my heart, so you are.

Is Mike with you?

No, he's back in Chicago.

Well, for lord's
sake, come on in.

Thank you.

Why did he
say you were his nanny?

Once in awhile, when he...
really wants to impress

someone, he introduces
me that way.

Doesn't that hurt your feelings?

Well, maybe...
Just a little.

But, it makes him happy.

That is just the strangest
thing I've ever heard.

Well, but you seem like
a wonderful mother.

Well, aren't you sweet.

Lacey sure didn't think so.

But then, Lacey always wanted
Mike just for herself.

Who's Lacey?

Oh, she was Mike's
girlfriend for years.

Nasty piece of work.

I don't know what
he ever saw in her.

It was like she
had him hypnotized.

How long ago did they break up?

Oooph. Who knows?

Michael never tells me anything.

Thank goodness, he finally got
rid of that cheap piece of

Oh.
More?

Oh, no, I'm fine.
Thank you.

Elinda, would you happen to
have a photo... of Lacey

by any chance?
I'm just a little curious.

I must... somewhere.

Here we go.

- Hello?
- Michael.

Jamie, where are you?

Michael,
we need to talk.

Yeah, yeah.
Just tell me where you are.

I'll come by the
house tomorrow.

Make sure you're alone.

I can't let you do this.

It's not up to you.

Jamie, we should
call the police.

On what grounds?

We have no proof
and you know it.

I need to trap him.

I need to get him to
admit what he did to me.

You don't know what
you're walking into.

- It could be dangerous.
- No. That's not

his style.
He doesn't hurt people.

- Jamie...
- Look. This man used me,

and he manipulated me,

and he exploited my most
vulnerable feelings.

It's my turn to
push his buttons.

Where's the
tape recorder?

It's right here.

- Give me your house keys.
- Why?

- Just in case.
- Ha, Josh.

- You don't need to protect...
- Just give me the damn keys.

Good luck.

Thank you.

Michael...

Oh, Michael.

Oh, Michael.

Why?
Why did you do it?

You're sick.
I just want to help you.

Oh, stop.
Stop acting.

I went to Des Moines.

I talked to your mother, Elinda.

I know about Lacey.

You're imagining things again.

You're a fool, Michael.

I loved you.

I could have been your
Charlotte Townsend.

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

But she's just
a fantasy, Michael.

I'm real.

You could have had
everything you ever wanted.

We could have been so happy.

I don't think so.

He's already spoken for.

Hi, baby.
Umm....

You said you were
going to be alone.

Ah, you're not very bright.
I think we've already

established that.

Oh, you're even more
despicable than I thought.

Okay, wifey, it's time to
get all distraught and

tragically kill yourself.

- I would never do that.
- Sure you would.

You came here looking for
Michael, you had more

hallucinations, you commit
suicide and then Michael

inherits everything.

That's very clever.

How long have you
been setting me up?

Your father's very well known.

We read about the accident
in the obituaries.

You seemed perfect.

You gave us a little
scare with the whole

leave-it-all-to-charity thing.

So we had to speed up the
plans so you didn't have

time to sign the will.

Okay. I'm bored.
It's time to go.

- WAIT! I'm pregnant!
- What?

Michael, I'm carrying your baby.

She's lying.

I am not.

I saw the ultrasound.

Why didn't you tell me?

Don't believe her.
It's not true.

Just wait, Lacey!
Just... please.

Well, I was waiting for
you to come visit me.

Oh, I'm kind of dizzy.
I think I want to sit down.

- I better sit.
- Yeah, here.

What the hell are you doing?

Look, there must be
another way to do this.

Oh my god, you care about her.

No. No.

I know
exactly how you think.

You and her and the baby,
you're just going to be

a cozy little family.
I do all the work and

- now you're going to dump me?
- STOP IT! Stop it!

We are a team,
and you know that.

Damn right.
This ends now.

NO!
OHH...!

Oh my god.
Oh my god.

YOU BITCH!!

YOU SCREWED UP EVERYTHING!!

DROP THE GUN!
Drop it now!

Don't even think about it.
It's over Lacey.

There's no way out.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

- Cuff her.
- Yeah.

It's all on tape.

Oh, god!
Josh!

- When did you call the police?
- As soon as I left you.

There is no baby!

- Baby?
- I told them I was pregnant.

You wanted to see me?

Yeah.

You know those apartment
complexes you showed me?

- Um hum.
- Well, I'm going to be

renovating and remodelling them.

I was hoping that you would
oversee the project and

take over the management.

It's a very generous
offer but... I'm handing

- in my resignation.
- What? Why?

Because I don't think
it's really cool to be

dating my boss.

You are going to be dating me?

- I'm going to try.
- And if you fail?

Then I'll just keep on trying.

Well...
I'm waiting.

Would you like to have
dinner with me tonight?

I'll think about it.

I'll pick you up at eight.