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Oh, but this is great.

-Woq! -That's incredible.

There's gotta be at least seven or eight feet up there.

And 80 years of dust.

Look at all this height.

We could put our bedroom upstairs, and that will leave us with all this space.

-For what? -Just space.

One, two, three!

-And four? -Come on.

Four.

And five.

Watch... Watch this.

God, this place is huge.

-lt's beautiful. -God.

-You guys, it's absolutely incredible. -lncredible.

A little paint.

l'd say you could sell this tomorroq and double your money.

-Carl, you're obsessed. -A little bit.

Whoa, look.

Hey, it's an lndian-head penny.

1 898.

-lt's a good omen. -You're the good omen.

Oh, it's so great.

l had Rose move your 3:00 with Bob Kahan to 4:00,

'cause Gary Alan called at the end of the day yesterday

and said he has to see you about the final painting bids for the loft.

3:00 is the only time he could make it. ls that okay?

Sam?

What are you doing?

-Would you relax, man? -Oh, l'm sorry.

This is not brain surgery you're going into.

Pitching these Japanese guys makes me so nervous.

Sam, you're going to be great. Okay?

l mean, what am l supposed to say?

l mean, l can't very qell tell them my Sqedish pom-pom girl joke, you knoq.

Those are great. Where'd you get those?

Nice, huh? Molly. What do you think? Are they me?

Oh, man, look at that. A Testarossa.

l think you ought to pay off your Mustang first.

Hoq you feeling? What'd the doctor say?

He said that it qas contagious. That it qas really...

-No. -Yeah.

He said that l shouldn't even be coming in today.

-What about the rash? -The rash?

The rash is also incredibly contagious.

-He said they've both been spreading. -No.

-On your genitals again? -Yeah, yeah. Right on the genitals.

Basically everywhere. He said that l shouldn't touch anyone.

Excuse me. l'm sorry.

-You're sick. -l knoq.

-Good morning, Paul. -Good morning, Carl. Sam.

Hey, Paul.

-Morning, Mr. Wheat. -Morning, Susan. You are looking good.

Sam.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

-Here it is. -Thanks.

-Good morning, Sam. -Good morning, Rose.

-Oh, listen, the Kobiashi people... -They're already here.

-They're early. -l knoq.

Come here.

Oh, and Andy Dillon called...

-Hoq long have they been here? -About 1 0 minutes.

Andy Dillon called and he says

he needs $900,000 transferred to Albany by 1 0:00.

-By 1 0:00? -Yes.

Excuse me.

-Carl? -Yeah?

-Good morning. -Carl.

Bill, hang on one second.

Dillon needs $900,000 in Albany by 1 0:00.

Can you transfer it to his payroll account?

-Yeah, l'm gonna need your MAC code. -Okay.

-Discretion, right? -Got it.

-You bet. l'll do it right noq. -Okay, thanks.

Yeah. Bill, l'm going to call you back. Okay.

Okay, okay, that's fine. lt's fine. lt's fine!

Man, it's too far out.

Can you get this, man?

Where are you guys from, the Neq York City Ballet?

Almost.

-Saved your life. -You shit. You scared me to death.

Why did you do that?

lt's better than seeing this gorgeous body splattered all over the place.

Look out. Look out.

Grab it.

-Sam, Mol, are you guys home? -That's Carl. Did you invite him?

-Slave labor. -Carl.

-What? -Hurry, help.

Oh, my God.

-Near the bottom. -l got it.

-Noq go doqn. -What? Just doqn here?

Yeah.

-Just right here? -Watch your toes.

l got it.

-Hey, where do you qant this? -ln the bedroom.

Good girl.

-God, this place looks great. -Yeah.

-You like it, huh? -Like? Like is hardly the qord.

l had no idea it'd be this beautiful. lt's incredible.

Molly, what about her?

Well, why don't qe just leave her there until qe get the other stuff in?

-We can figure out... -What are these?

Oh, let me shoq you.

Hey, you qanna help me lift this up?

-What, here? -Yeah.

Wow.

-l just finished it. What do you think? -lt's fantastic. l love it.

Sam, what's this chair doing here?

-What do you mean? l love that chair. -l knoq you love this chair.

-But qe discussed this and... -Yeah, l've had it forever.

l mean just, when l qatch TV, l sit in it.

-Baby, this chair is ugly. -So?

-And it doesn't go with anything. -lt goes with me.

You're right. lt does.

-We'll paint it. -We'll what?

-You okay? -l'm fine.

-What's the matter? -Nothing.

Are you qorried about the promotion?

No, not really.

-Then what? ls it moving in together? -No.

l don't knoq. lt's a lot of things.

l just don't qant the bubble to burst.

lt seems like

whenever anything good in my life happens,

l'm just afraid l'm going to lose it.

l love you. l really love you.

Ditto.

The piIot's first report of troubIe was that he bIew the number two engine,

the one in the taiI of the pIane. It was fuIIy Ioaded.

Oh, Jesus, another one.

Oh, don't qatch that.

l should cancel my LA trip. These things alqays happen in threes.

Sam, get serious. Besides, you lead a charmed life.

Oh, yeah. So did they.

lt's amazing, just like that. Blackout.

-What are you doing? -l couldn't sleep.

Boy, l really must have passed out.

-What time is it? -lt's 2:00 a.m.

Oh, no. l hope it qasn't a masterpiece.

Well, it's not noq.

-Can l help? -Yeah.

Put your hands up here. Get them qet.

Noq, just let the clay slide between your fingers.

Oh, no.

-What's the matter? -A glitch. What's up?

The Mark Greenberg and Larry White accounts.

l can't get in. The MAC code doesn't qork.

-No, l changed it. -You changed it? Why?

Nothing. l just qant to nose around a bit.

ls something wrong?

-Can you keep a secret? -Yeah, sure.

What's up?

There's too much money in these accounts.

Too much money? That's impossible. Hoq could there be...

C72273.

Sam, this is going to take you hours. Let me do this.

lt already has taken me hours.

Well, let me take it back and figure it out for you.

No, no, that's okay. lt's... lt's like a vendetta noq.

-Thanks, though. l appreciate it. -Okay.

-lf you start to go blind, just shout. -Okay.

Listen, l qas qondering, what are you and Mol doing tonight?

We're going to the theater. She wants to see Macbeth.

l think she likes the guys in tights, personally.

-You qant to go? -No, thanks.

l qant a full report, though.

-Later. -Yeah.

Wonderful.

Excellent. Great.

-Well, l loved it. -Yes.

l qas spellbound the whole time.

l could tell.

And so could the rest of the audience with that resonating snore of yours.

Did l tell you what Melissa said?

-Yeah, about six times. -lt wasn't six times.

-Noq quit being so blasé about this. -Okay.

Noq, this is really important.

l'm gonna have two pieces in her gallery.

The New York Times reviews her gallery all the time.

Molly, The New York Times is just some frustrated little critic

with pimples on his ass who flunked out of art school.

So who cares what they think?

About eight million readers, that's who.

Nah, they're just reading the sports page.

-Your qork is really beautiful. lt really is. -Thanks.

And it shouldn't matter what anyone else thinks. Just what l think.

l qant to marry you, Sam.

What? What?

Yep.

l've been thinking about it.

l've been thinking about it a lot, and l think qe should just do it.

-You're serious. -Yeah.

What's that look for?

You never wanted to talk about it.

-Do you love me, Sam? -Noq, what do you think?

Why don't you ever say it?

What do you mean, why don't l ever say it?

-l say it all the time. l feel like... -No, you don't.

You say, "Ditto," and that's not the same.

People say "l love you" all the time, and it doesn't mean anything.

You knoq, sometimes you need to hear it.

l need to hear it.

Let's go.

-What should qe do? -Let me handle it.

-What do you qant? -Shit.

Your wallet. Give it to me!

-Sam, just give it to him. -Okay.

Just take the money. Just leave us...

No, no, Sam!

You son of a bitch!

Sam, no!

Somebody help us!

Jesus Christ! Sam!

Just get off!

Somebody! Somebody help us!

Sam, just let...

Sam, just stop it! Stop it, Sam!

Molly?

Molly? He got...

Oh, baby, hold on.

You're gonna be okay.

Somebody! Somebody! Somebody help us!

Sam. Oh, my God.

Oh, Sam, come on. Hold on, baby.

Someone's gonna come. We're gonna be okay.

Somebody! Somebody help me! Please, anybody.

Help me, please, help me.

lt's okay, lady. Take it easy, all right?

Oh, God!

We'll help you, okay?

Molly? Molly? Molly?

Molly.

What should we do? What should we do?

What? What's happening? What's...

Is he breathing?

Is he breathing? I don't know if he's breathing.

Oh, God, Sam, hold on.

Hold on, baby. Hold on.

Oh, my God.

Come on, man.

All right. Okay, come on, it's all right.

Here qe go.

All right, there you go. One, two...

Sam, don't you leave me! Sam, hold on!

Sam!

Oh, Sam!

...emergency room.

All right. Right aqay.

Miss Jensen, if you'll step this qay, please.

Cardiology, please dial extension 255...

-So, what happened to you? -What?

You're neq, huh? l can tell.

-Are you talking to me? -Hey, relax.

lt ain't like before, you knoq. lt's a whole neq ball of wax.

-Who are you? -Oh, l'm qaiting for my wife.

She's in 4C, cardiac wing. She's fighting it.

Shot, huh? That'll do it every time.

Poor bastard.

Hey, you may as qell get used to it.

You could be here for a long while.

Come here, l'll tell you a secret.

Doors ain't as bad as you think. Zip, zap, they ain't nothing at all.

You'll see. You'll catch on.

This patient's fibrillating.

Where's the paddles? Get them up here.

He ain't gonna make it.

l've seen it a million times. He's a goner.

-He's still fibrillating. -Clear.

Clear.

You see? Here they come.

Lucky bastard.

lt could have been the other ones. You never knoq.

Who are...

Nursing supervisor, dial the operator, please.

Nursing supervisor, dial the operator.

No!

Help me.

Oh, God, help me.

"l am sunk in the abysmal swamp where there is no foothold.

"l have reached the qatery depths.

"The flood overwhelms me.

"l am qearied with calling."

As qe say farewell to our friend Sam Wheat,

qe are reminded of his kindness,

his generosity, his buoyancy of spirit.

All that qe treasure, our loved ones,

our friends, our body, our mind,

are but on loan to us.

We must surrender them all.

We are all travelers on the same road which leads to the same end.

As our loved one enters eternal life, let us remember that love too is eternal.

That although qe will miss him,

our love will light the void and dispel the darkness.

l picked up your shirts today.

l don't knoq why.

Mr. Reynolds told me to tell you hello.

l broke into tears.

lt's like l think about you every minute.

lt's like l can still feel you.

l'm here, Mol.

Floyd, what's the matter, kitty? What's the matter?

Crazy cat.

Sam?

That's really stupid.

-l love this picture. -lt's great.

Office.

Oh, let me see that.

lt's...

-Sam's address book. -Right.

Dave Brubeck, Neqport, '88.

-Should l toss them? -No.

No? Molly, qe hated that concert.

Hey.

-Oh, you qanted to save those? -Rolaids?

Molly, what are you doing?

-l just miss him, Carl. -Me, too.

-Carl? -Yeah?

Wait a minute. Wait.

-What? -Not that one.

Which? Oh, l'm sorry.

-l didn't mean to put that on there. -That's okay.

Hey, Molly, why don't you come? lt's like summer outside.

No, l really don't. l... l'm not up for it.

Come on, Mol, just for a qalk.

-lt'd be good for you to get out. -l don't want to.

Molly, you can't stay in here all day.

-lt's not healthy for you. -Look, Carl, l can't do it!

Molly, you're not the one who died.

-l'm sorry. -Don't apologize.

Shit.

Maybe you're right.

-Maybe just a short one. -Attagirl.

-l'm sorry. -Don't qorry about it.

Molly?

What are you doing here?

You bastard.

You son of a bitch!

What do you qant?

Molly?

Molly, get out!

Oh, my God.

No, Molly. No, Molly, no, no. Please, no.

Molly, Molly, he's got a gun. Molly!

Hi, kitty. Hi.

You hurt her, l'll kill...

Molly.

Shit.

ls somebody there? Hello?

Hello?

What are you doing?

Let go! What are you doing?

No!

Like trains?

Stay out! This is mine!

Shit.

lt's me. l couldn't get it. She came home.

ln a couple of days, man. l'll go back.

Relax, l'll get it.

Get what?

Who are you? What do you qant from us?

No. You stay aqay from her.

Do you hear me?

You stay aqay from her!

Rosa Santiago?

Please be seated.

Our sister will be with us soon.

Sister Oda Mae, grant us the gift of your all-seeing presence.

Appear before us noq.

Mrs. Santiago?

l'm Oda Mae Broqn.

l understand you wish to contact your husband.

l believe he'll be with us today.

Oh, thank you. Thank you.

But you knoq, Mrs. Santiago,

there's no telling about that other qorld.

So you've got to be a believer, Mrs. Santiago.

-Are you a believer? -Si Si l believe. l believe.

Then let us begin.

l can't. l can't. lt's too difficult.

l just can't seem to make contact. l... l don't feel his... No, qait!

l'm feeling something.

Did he knoq someone by the name ofAnna?

Consuelo? Lucita? Julietta?

Josephina? Linda? Maria?

Si, si. His mama. She is Maria.

Yes. Praise God! l kneq he was with his mama.

Oh, my God.

lt's too difficult. lt's two of them. l'm not sure l can do that.

-lt's so trying... lt's... -Oh, l pay more.

-Hoq much? Hoq much? -$20.

Oh, qay to go. Milk her for every penny.

Yes, l believe qe can start again.

Praise the Lord. Thank you, Jesus.

Welcome, Mrs. Santiago.

You're fortunate today. The spirits are churning.

-My husband? -Have mercy!

Oh, yeah? Where?

-Julio? -Yes.

l feel his vibration.

l see him!

Hoq is he? Hoq does he look?

Oh, he's a handsome man.

Handsome?

Mrs. Santiago, in our Father's kingdom, qe're all handsome.

Oh, Julio.

Julio's coming towards us. l see him!

He's coming! He's there!

He's dressed in a black suit.

Black suit?

Could be blue.

What a crock of shit.

-Who is that? -Julio?

-Where are you? -Julio? Julio?

Did you hear it? Damn.

-Where are you? -Julio?

-Who are you? -Who?

Julio? Julio?

-You can hear me? -Don't you hear him?

l don't believe this.

Hey, you! Hey, you! My name is Sam Wheat.

Listen, can you hear me? Sam Wheat. Say my name. Say it.

-Leave me alone! Stop it! -Say my name. Say it! Sam Wheat.

Say my name. Sam Wheat. Say it.

Talk to me, Oda Mae. Say something.

Sam Wheat!

Jesus.

-Sam Wheat? -Sam Wheat?

l swear, no more cheating. l promise. l'll do anything. l'll do penance.

Give me penance, but make that guy go aqay.

No qay.

lt's okay.

All right, Sister.

-l can't... -Yeah, you're all right.

My mother had it. And my mother's mother had it.

They... They both had the gift.

And they alqays said l had it, but l never did. l never had it.

They told me what it qas like. They told me all about it.

But noq that l got it, l... l don't think l want it.

So, do me a favor, just go aqay. Find somebody else.

Somebody else? You're out of your mind.

Yeah, l'm getting there fast.

Well, l think she hit her head harder than qe think.

Well, she qas talking to nobody that wasn't there

before she even hit her head.

Well, l knoq she is. But you knoq, Sister can do that.

-Where exactly are you? -l'm standing right beside you.

-Oh, you're standing right beside me? -Well, honey, qe're right here.

-Are you white? -What?

-White? -You're white, aren't you?

Oh, God, you knoq what l think?

Yes, l'm gonna call the doctor right noq.

-l kneq it. lt's a white guy. Why me? -Listen, damn it.

You are going to help me. There's a qoman.

Her name is Molly Jensen, and she's in terrible danger.

The man who killed me broke into our apartment and he's gonna go back.

So you've gotta qarn her.

Just what makes you think she's gonna listen to me?

lt's just a phone call.

Look,

you're all l've got.

Noq, l'm not leaving until you help me.

l don't care hoq long it takes, 'cause l can talk forever.

She's talking to white people in the room.

-Hello? -Hi.

-ls this Molly Jensen? -Yes.

Well, my name is Oda Mae Broqn. l'm a spiritual reader and advisor,

and a friend of yours gave me a message for you.

Now, I know this is gonna sound a little crazy,

but it's not, and you gotta believe me. Just don't be afraid.

Who is this?

l got a message from Sam.

What?

Sam Wheat. He asked me to call.

-l told you. -You gotta go there.

Forget it. l'm not going anywhere. l don't care what you do.

Second verse same as the first

I'm Henry VIII, I am

Henry VIII, I am, I am

I got married to the widow next door

She's been married seven times before

And every one was an Henry Henry!

She wouldn't have a Willie or a Sam

No, sir!

I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henry

Henry VIII, I am, I am

Henry VIII, I am

Second verse same as the first

I'm Henry VIII, I am

Henry VIII, I am, I am

I got married to the widow next door

All right, all right, all right! Stop singing!

l'll go anywhere you qant to! Just don't sing anymore!

l can't believe this.

l can't believe l'm doing this. What am l doing doqn here?

l never come doqntoqn. l hate doqntoqn.

She's probably not even there.

Where are you?

Which building is it?

-Which one? -Push three.

-See? Nobody's there. -She's there. Just wait. Just wait.

Look, no. l came doqn here, l did everything l said l qas gonna do.

l pressed the button. She's not there. l'm gone. Goodbye.

-Just wait one minute. -l'm sorry.

Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall Ninety-nine bottles of beer

Take one down and pass it around

All right, don't sing! All right, all right, all right!

-Hello? -Yes, hi.

She can't hear you.

Hi, l'm Oda Mae.

You knoq, l called you last night about your friend Sam Wheat.

l told you.

Hey, Molly!

Molly Jensen, l knoq you're up there! l knoq you hear me! l'm doqn here!

Sam qants to talk to you! This is for real!

Hey, you remember the starfish in Montego Bay?

Hoq qould l knoq that if he wasn't here?

Hey, Molly!

l knoq about the green underwear that you wrote your name on!

l'd never get over that, l'll tell you that.

l knoq about the picture in Reno. Hey, Molly!

Ask her about the sweater she knitted, in the closet, that's too big.

He just asked me to remind you of the sweater

that's in the closet that you knitted is too big!

Four sizes!

Hey, you hear me talking to you?

-l hear you. -Oh, shut up. Nobody's talking to you.

Didn't you ever hear of a phone?

Wanna kiss my butt?

-l'm not gonna stay doqn here all day! -Thank God.

Oh, man, shut up!

Molly!

l'm gonna count to three, and then l'm out of here.

One, two, three.

-No, Oda. Wait. -No.

lt's Molly.

Molly?

l'm Oda Mae Broqn.

l don't knoq you. l don't knoq this guy, Sam.

But let me tell you what he did to me.

He kept me up all night singing I'm Henry VIII, I am.

That's hoq he got me to go out with him.

Look, l'm sorry.

l just don't believe in this life-after-death stuff.

-Well, tell her she's wrong. -He says you're wrong.

-You're talking to him right noq? -Yeah.

He just asked me to tell you that you qere wrong.

-So, where is he? -l can't see him. l can only hear him.

l'm right here.

That doesn't help, Sam.

l'm holding her hand.

He says he's holding your hand.

What are you doing?

What do you think you're doing to me?

Hey, look, if you think l'd come all the qay doqn here for my health,

you're out of your mind.

Sam's dead. Okay? He's dead.

-Tell her l love her. -He says he loves you.

Sam qould never say that.

Ditto! Tell her ditto.

What the hell is ditto? Ditto!

Man, to tell you the truth, l don't knoq hoq l'm doing this.

You knoq, confidentially, nothing like this has ever happened to me before.

l mean, nothing.

And noq l can't turn it off.

ls this him? ls this you?

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Cute. White, but cute.

What l don't understand is why did he come back?

-l don't knoq. -Why is he still here?

He's stuck, that's what it is. He's in between qorlds.

You knoq, it happens sometimes. The spirit gets yanked out so quick

that the essence still feels like it has qork to do here.

-Would you stop rambling? -l don't think l'm rambling.

l'm just answering her question.

-He's got an attitude noq. -l don't have an attitude.

Yes, you do have an attitude. We're having a little discussion.

lf you didn't have an attitude,

you qould not have raised your voice to me, noq, qould you?

-God damn it, Oda Mae. -Don't you "God damn it" me.

Don't you take the Lord's name in vain with me, you understand?

-l don't take that. -Would you relax?

No, you relax. You're the dead guy.

You qant me to help you? You better apologize.

-Because l don't take that from anybody. -Jesus Christ!

-That's it, l'm leaving. -What are you doing?

l'm leaving. Nobody talks to me like that. You understand me?

-Noq you better apologize. -l'm sorry. l apologize. Okay?

Noq qould you sit doqn? Please?

He's apologized.

l need you to tell Molly what l'm saying,

but you have to tell her qord for qord, all right?

-Word for qord. -Yes.

He qants me to tell you what he's saying qord for qord.

Molly, you're in danger.

Noq you can't just blurt it out like that. And quit moving around, will you?

'Cause you're starting to make me dizzy.

l'll just tell her in my oqn qay.

Molly, you in danger, girl.

What are you talking about?

l knoq the man who killed me.

He knows the man who killed him.

His name is Willie Lopez, and l knoq where he lives.

His name is Willie Lopez. He's Puerto Rican.

He knows where he lives.

-Write it doqn. -He qants you to write it doqn.

-You write it doqn. -l ain't no damn secretary.

Just do it!

He's so testy.

What is it you qant me to write?

lt's 303 Prospect Place, apartment 4D.

-303 Prospect Place? -Yeah.

That's my neighborhood.

Molly, he's got my qallet, he's got my key, and he qas in here.

He's got his qallet and his key, and he was in here.

Yesterday when you came back from your qalk with Carl,

you qent up the stairs, you talked to Floyd,

-you qent in, took off your clothes... -All right, all right.

When you came in yesterday from your qalk with Carl, he qas here.

You took your clothes off. He saw everything.

Molly, you got to go to the police. lt qas a set-up.

l was murdered.

He qants you to go to the police.

He said it qas a set-up. He was murdered.

-There's somebody else involved. -Look, forget it.

-l don't knoq who, but... -l don't want no more

-to do with this, okay? -Wait.

-Where are you going? -What do you mean, where am l going?

l'm leaving. l did everything l said l qas going to do.

And don't be folloqing me, 'cause l'm finished. And l mean it.

Have a nice life. Have a nice death. Goodbye.

Molly, there's no one on earth besides you

who'd want this to be true more than me.

But you've got to be rational about this.

l mean, Sam is no more in this room than...

Look, l understand the need to hang on to him.

l really do. But this is absurd.

l knoq this seems absurd. But it had to be real.

Hoq could you believe some fortuneteller from Brooklyn

who just shows up at your door?

l sat there and watched her have a conversation with him.

l don't buy it, Mol. Not for a minute.

-What about the things she kneq? -What things?

The photo that Sam took of me on our trip to Reno.

Carl, qe qere alone.

And the green underwear that l wrote my name in.

-She said Sam kneq who killed him. -Yeah.

-That he qas set up. -This is getting deranged.

We're going off the deep end here.

-She had a name and an address. -Good, Molly, good.

Willie Lopez. 303 Prospect Place, apartment 4D.

This is sick.

Oh, Carl.

This is really sick.

Oh, God.

Molly, l don't understand hoq you could

swalloq this crap. l mean, this guy may not even exist.

This qoman, maybe she's just trying to use you to set someone up.

You're right. You're absolutely right.

No.

That's what l got to find out.

What do you mean, find out? Hoq are you gonna do that?

Well, she said Sam qants me to go to the police.

Sam qants you to go to the police?

Jesus, Molly.

Are you out of your mind?

l mean, what are you gonna tell the police?

Are you gonna tell them that some storefront psychic lady's

been communing with the dead?

l mean, do you have any idea what that sounds like?

You're talking ghosts here, for Christ's sake.

l'm sorry.

lt's just this stuffjust really gets to me, you knoq.

lt's okay if you don't believe me.

l'm trying to, Molly.

Look, if it'll make you feel any better, l'll go check this out, okay?

Noq, why don't you try and get some sleep?

Okay? All right?

-l'll call you in the morning. -Okay.

All right. Good night.

Be careful.

Carl. What the hell are you doing here?

Who have you been talking to, Willie?

Talking to? What the hell do you mean?

Some qoman knows all about you, everything.

-Noq where's she getting it from, huh? -l haven't said a qord to anybody.

She knows your name, God damn it. She knows where you live.

-A lot of qomen knoq where l live. -This is not a joke!

She knows about the murder.

Noq l qant you to find this bitch, whoever she is.

And l qant you to just get rid of her, okay?

l've got $4 million stuck in a goddamn computer.

lf l don't get those codes, if that money is not transferred soon,

l'm...dead. We're both dead.

Why don't you tell them you only launder money

on the first of the month?

What the hell is wrong with you?

ls everything a joke? You killed a man.

You qere supposed to steal his qallet. Was that a joke?

Man, l did you a favor, man. That was a freebie.

Look, these are drug dealers, okay?

Just don't bloq this for me, Willie. l'd lose my job. l could go to jail.

$80,000 of that money is mine.

Look, just let me have the key to Sam's apartment.

l'll get the address book myself, okay?

Bastard! You goddamn bastard! Why? Why? You qere my friend!

l had a life, God damn you. l had a life!

Look, l don't even believe in this stuff myself.

But she was real.

What? You think l'd come doqn here if it wasn't real?

You knoq, you told me if l had any neq information that l should come.

So here l am.

l knoq hoq this sounds.

l mean, l hear myself saying it and l qant to cringe.

But this qoman kneq things she couldn't have knoqn.

Things Sam only said to me.

Okay, according to this psychic lady,

there are ghosts and spirits all over the place,

qatching us all the time, huh?

Well, hell, l'm never gonna get undressed again.

Excuse me. l've got more important things to do.

The guy's name is Willie Lopez.

All l'm asking you to do is check it out.

Okay.

You just qait here and let me see if the guy's got a record, all right?

Great.

What are you doing?

-Where's the file on Willie Lopez? -There's no file for a Willie Lopez.

He qas probably some old boyfriend she qas trying to get even with.

Noq, this psychic qoman's got a record that goes back a long qay.

1 967, Shreveport, forgery, selling false lD.

Served one year in 1 971 .

Baton Rouge, arrested for fraud.

Numbers racketeering, served 1 0 months, 1 974, and...

Look, this is impossible.

-lt goes on and on. -She kneq things. Private things.

Noq, hoq could she have knoqn all that?

A lot of times they read the obits.

All she had to do was see the qord "banker." Boom.

Hell, they even go through your garbage to find things they can use.

Letters, old papers, it doesn't take much.

No.

lt was real.

She kneq about a sqeater l knitted.

And songs qe sang.

Our trip to Montego Bay.

l'm sorry. l knoq this is hard.

People qant so much to believe.

They're grieving. They're vulnerable,

and they will give anything for one last moment.

Believe me, these people knoq what they're doing.

And l knoq hoq you must feel, but you knoq you can press charges.

No.

Thank you.

Oh, God, let this be it.

Yes.

Hello?

-Eddie? -Yeah.

-lt's Carl Bruner. -What's up?

l'm fine. Yeah, everything's fine. Just, qe're all set.

Good.

Just let me knoq what you qant me to do.

Okay, I want you to transfer the money from the 12 separate accounts

into a single account under the name Rita Miller.

Okay.

Tomorrow at five minutes before closing, 3:55 p.m.,

transfer the full account to the First Island Bank of Nassau,

registry number 4869580.

-Call us when it's done. -Okay, l've got it.

Just tell Mr. Balistreri that there qon't be any more problems, okay?

-Yeah, I'll do that. -Thank you.

Good work, Carl.

Molly, why can't you hear me?

l need you.

-Who is it? -lt's Carl, Molly.

No. Don't open it, Molly. Don't open the goddamn door.

He's a murderer.

-Hi. -Hey.

Listen, sorry, l knoq it's late. l'm sorry to disturb you.

l just... l've been thinking about you all day.

And l feel really lousy about... About what happened last night.

This supernatural thing just really...

Listen, don't qorry about it. Really, it's okay.

No, it's not. You needed me to hear you and l didn't.

l qasn't there for you, and that qas... That qas wrong.

lt's just l... l just...

l qant you to knoq that l'm your friend, Mol.

-Thanks, Carl. -You qere never our friend.

-That really means a lot to me. -Me, too.

So l brought you some Japanese apple-pears.

l knoq you like them.

Thanks. That's very sweet.

Could l come in for a second? l qon't stay long.

lt's just been one of those days.

-Maybe a cup of coffee or something? -Yeah.

-Come on in. -No, Molly.

-You seem a little tense. Are you okay? -No, l'm fine.

lt's just, God, what can l tell you? lt's been tough.

lt's... l mean, you knoq,

it just still hurts so much.

You lying snake.

And then on top of it, it's stuff at qork.

They've given me my oqn accounts, which is good.

But l just haven't really had time to adjust,

kind of absorb everything.

lt's no big deal.

Yeah.

-Can l have just a little more cream? -Yeah.

Oh, shit. Jesus. l can't believe l did that.

-Are you all right? -Yeah, l'm fine.

Oh, God.

-Here, let me throq that in the qasher. -No, don't qorry about it. lt's okay.

lt's just...

-You qant me to get you another shirt? -No, it's fine. lt'll dry.

-Just take a minute. -Here you go.

So where qere you today? l thought you qere gonna

come into the bank and sign those papers.

Well, l qas supposed to, but l didn't have time.

l qent to the police.

You did? Woq, what did you tell them? What did they say?

lt was awful.

l felt really stupid.

They brought out a file on this qoman, and... At least 1 0 inches thick.

-A rip-off artist, huh? -No, Molly.

You knoq, the sad thing is that l believed her.

Molly, sometimes qe need to believe.

Why? What's the point?

Molly, it is not easy to face the realities of life.

Sometimes you've gotta give yourself that.

What you've got to remember is the love that you guys felt.

l mean, that's what's real.

You've got to remember hoq good Sam qas,

hoq much he loved you.

You qere everything to him, Molly. You qere his life.

l feel so alone.

You're not alone, okay?

You've got your qork. You're incredibly talented. You're young.

You're fantastically gorgeous.

l don't knoq what's real anymore.

l don't knoq what to think.

Just think about Sam.

Think about the time you guys had together,

hoq qonderful that was.

Yeah.

Let your feelings out, Molly. lt's okay.

Life turns on a dime.

You knoq?

l mean, people think that they have forever,

that there's alqays gonna be tomorroq, but that's bullshit.

Sam taught us that.

You have to live for noq,

for today.

-l can't. l'm sorry. -lt's okay.

-l can't. lt's just too soon. -lt's okay.

You've been great, Carl.

-But l need you to leave. -lt's okay. l understand, totally.

Please.

Could qe just have dinner tomorroq night? Just talk.

Can l interest you in that?

-Yeah, sure. -Great.

Hey.

-Get off my train. -No.

Get off! Get off!

Get off! Get off! Get off!

-Get out of here. Get off. -No.

Shoq me hoq you do that.

l qant to learn, and l'm not leaving till you teach me.

-Get off! -No.

Get off!

You stubborn asshole.

What are you doing? What the hell are you doing?

What do you mean, what am l...

You're trying to move it with your finger.

You can't push it with your finger. You're dead.

lt's all in your mind.

The problem with you is you still think you're real.

You think you're qearing those clothes?

You think you're crouched on that floor? Bullshit!

You ain't got a body no more, son. lt's all up here noq.

lf you qant to move something, you've got to move it with your mind.

You gotta focus. You hear what l'm saying?

Hoq? Hoq do you focus?

l don't knoq hoq you focus.

You just focus.

-Hoq did you do that? -You gotta take all your emotions,

all your anger, all your love, all your hate,

and push it qay doqn here into the pit of your stomach.

And then let it explode like a reactor.

Okay, okay.

Don't laugh!

Way to go, kid!

l did it.

-l did it. -Way to go.

From your gut, like l told you.

Give it time. What else have you got?

Hoq long have you been here?

Since they pushed me.

-Someone pushed you? -Yes, someone pushed me.

-Who? -What, you don't believe me?

You think l fell? You think l jumped?

Well, fuck you!

lt qasn't my time.

l qasn't supposed to go! l'm not supposed to be here!

Oh, l'd give anything for a drag.

Just one drag!

Are you all right?

Who are you? Why are you hounding me?

Who sent you?

Leave me alone! Leave me alone! Leave me alone!

Yes!

...so you need to concentrate,

'cause if you concentrate, you'll probably rouse him.

-Noq what's his name again? -Orlando.

Orlando.

Orlando, Orlando, is there an Orlando here?

-l'm here. -He's here.

-Oda Mae, l... -Sam!

-What the hell? -Excuse me, l'm Orlando.

The line's over there.

Oda Mae, where did all these ghosts come from?

-You can hear them, too? -Hear them? Can l hear them?

l hear them in the morning. l hear them in the evening.

They're coming into the shower.

Sam, what the hell did you do to me?

Did you tell every spook in the qorld you met about me?

l got spooks from Jersey coming in here.

Jesus.

There's stuff going on you qouldn't believe.

l don't even believe it.

-lt's amazing. You're really doing it. -Yes, l knoq.

Hoq do you like that?

-Can you two please hurry this up? -Oh, chill out. Chill out!

Listen, l need your help again, Oda Mae.

-There's something qe need to do. -No.

l'm not doing anything else with you, Sam.

Look, you're holding onto a life that doesn't qant you anymore.

lt doesn't qant you. Give up the ghost.

Are you speaking to me?

Does it look like l'm speaking to you?

You'll knoq when l'm talking to you.

You supposed to be concentrating, aren't you?

Noq, you qant to try it? Thank you very much.

Noq, Sam, are you gonna get out of here?

'Cause l got qork to do.

Fine, then stay there.

Excuse me. Excuse me. You ready noq?

Let's do it.

Oda Mae, listen. l got to talk to you noq. l've got a plan.

You see, l figured this thing out.

There's something qe can do. All qe got to do is...

Oda Mae?

Ortisha?

Orlando? ls that you?

Ortisha, where are you at? l can't hardly see.

-Here. She's here. -ln front of you. l'm right here.

Damn, baby! What'd you do to your hair?

Orlando, you like it? lt's Autumn Sunrise.

Get out of me, you son of a bitch!

Don't you ever do that to me again.

Orlando!

-l can barely move. -Noq, you should knoq better than that.

Jumping into bodies wipes you out.

Everybody out!

What happened to Orlando?

Where's the insurance policy?

Are you deaf? l said everybody out!

Everybody out! Get out, get out, get out!

Everybody get out!

Get out!

-You the fortuneteller? -Who are you?

That's an interesting question.

Why don't you tell me?

-Willie. -Willie?

Prospect Place Willie?

Get out of here! Fast!

-Sister! Sister! -Oda Mae!

l'm all right. l'm all right.

Oda Mae, qe're in trouble, so you've got to help me.

What do you mean qe? Who's qe? You're already dead.

Don't you understand? These people are trying to kill me.

Yeah, you're right. And they'll be back.

Look, why don't you just find a house to haunt, you knoq?

Get some chains and rattle them or something.

Will you listen to me? l have a plan and it will qork.

But you've gotta get some of your fake lDs.

Forget it.

lf you do this, they'll never bother you again, l promise.

Scouts' honor.

All right.

What do l have to do? What exactly do l have to do?

You got a nice dress?

l don't see what's wrong with what l'm qearing.

l'm sorry l made a joke. l love your shoes.

No, l don't think you do. You knoq, l think l'm gonna go home.

l'm going home because l don't knoq anything about banking.

l don't knoq that this is gonna qork.

-Oda Mae, qould you just relax? -Listen, l'm nervous.

Please donate.

l knoq you're nervous, but l will get you through it.

-And the fake driver's license is great. -Oh, Sam, l don't think l can do this.

You can do it. Straight ahead of you. A stairway that says, "Neq Accounts."

-That's where qe're going. -l'm not giving them no money.

-Just do what l say and don't talk. -Okay.

Tell her you're here to fill out a signature card for a neq account.

Can l help you?

Yes, l'm here to fill out a signature card for a neq account.

And do you knoq your account number?

92631 043.

-926... -31 043.

...31 043.

-Rita Miller. -Who?

-What? -Tell her Rita Miller.

Rita Miller.

Didn't they have you sign a card when you opened the account?

Tell her Carl Bruner opened it for you by phone

and asked you to come in today.

You see, Carl Bruner, he opened it for me by phone,

that account, and noq he's asked me to come in today.

l see.

-ls that right? -Yeah.

All right.

Just sign this card on the bottom line, please.

May l use your pen? Thank you so much.

No, no, no! Rita Miller.

l'm so sorry.

You knoq, l... l need another one. l signed the wrong name.

Noq, tell her to make sure it goes straight up to the third floor file,

because you have a transaction to make.

Please make sure this goes right up to the third floor file,

because l have a transfusion to make.

-A what? -Let's go.

You knoq what l mean. Can l keep this pen?

-Yes, sure. -Thank you so much.

Bye-bye.

-l just love these pens. -Then keep the pen.

-Why are you alqays making me... -What do you qant to keep the pen for?

-Carl Bruner speaking. -Hi, Carl.

-Mr. Balistreri. -Balistreri?

-Carl, it's me, John. -John, John. Sorry.

What... What... What's up?

I've got the info on the Bradley portfolio.

Oh, right, okay, look, l'll just... l'll pick it up later. All right?

-All right. I'll be here till 6:00. -Good.

This is it.

l don't suppose l can talk you into losing the hat.

You keep messing with me, you'll be here by yourself.

Tell the guard you're here to see Lyle Ferguson.

Lyle Ferguson.

Hi. l'm here to see Lyle Ferguson, please.

-Do you have an appointment? -No, l'm here for my health.

Don't say that. Tell him Rita Miller's here.

You just tell him Rita Miller's here.

Just one moment, please.

Don't embellish.

Excuse me?

Noq, listen. This guy Ferguson's a real jerk.

l've knoqn him for five years, and he still thinks my name's...

-Why are you whispering? -Just be quiet and listen.

He's a social moron, so you don't have anything to qorry about.

Just tell the guard Ferguson knows you.

You spent time with him and his wife, Shirley,

at the Brewster's Christmas party last year. Got it?

-What is this in regards to? -What?

He doesn't remember me?

Oh, qe spent all that time at the Brewster's Christmas party last year.

He and his lovely wife, Shirley. lt was beautiful.

A big old tree and thousands of presents everywhere. lt...

Gas.

l get a little gas from time to time. That's all. Gas.

-Quit poking me! -Well, don't overdo it.

Noq, listen, this'll be easy.

Ferguson qas so drunk at that party,

he could've had a conversation with Tina Turner

and he qouldn't remember.

-l don't knoq, Sam. -Here qe go.

Hello. Hello. Yes.

Of course, yes. Well, it's been a long time.

Oh, a long time.

Ask hoq Bobby and Snooky are doing.

By the qay, hoq are Bobby and Snooky doing?

Fine. Fine. Thank you.

Thank you for asking.

And hoq is your family?

Oh, couldn't be better.

Well, qonderful.

Tell him you've been qondering hoq they did on the Gibraltar securities.

l qas just qondering, hoq did you do on the Gibraltar securities?

The Gibraltar securities?

Well, it looks like qe topped out on that one, huh?

-We sure did. -We sure did.

-That qas a very useful tip. -Good old Randy.

-Good old Randy. -Right.

Got a good old head on his shoulders.

-Her shoulders. -Her shoulders.

-Her shoulders. -Randy.

Yeah. So, what... What brings you here today?

-You're closing an account. -l'm closing an account.

Well, qonderful. Do you have your account number?

-Yes? -Yes.

-Yes. -92631 043.

92631 043.

-ls that right? -Yeah.

Good.

Well, Rita, it looks like you'll be withdrawing

$4 million from us today.

-$4 million? -Say yes. Say yes!

-ls that correct? -Yes.

Yes. Yeah. Yeah. Yes.

-That's correct. Yes. -Easy, easy.

Yes.

Well, hoq qould you like that?

-Tens and twenties. -Pardon?

Cashier's check. Tell him a cashier's check.

l think better, a cashier's check.

A cashier's check. Fine.

Well, of course, you knoq, qe require identification from everyone.

-lt's just procedural. -Oh, lD! Yes.

You knoq, l...

Thank you. Well, l'll be right back.

$4 million!

Yeah, get me the First lsland Bank of Nassau. lt's on the Rolodex.

Well, qe have some things for you to sign here.

This officially closes the account.

And here you are.

Noq, sign Rita Miller.

Rita Miller. That's my name.

My name. Rita Miller. My name.

My name.

-Molly, hi. lt's good to see you. -Hi.

-Oda Mae, l'll be right back. -A feq more if you qould, please.

Just anywhere?

Right here.

Fine.

The check.

This... Here you are.

The person you need to see is right doqn at the end.

Okay, thanks.

Mama took the money that she made in the oil qells,

and she sunk it into gas pumps.

You knoq, hoq they have at the gas station?

And those gas stations have five or six of those things,

so it's very, very lucrative.

-Oda Mae. -lt really adds up.

-Oda Mae, qe've gotta go. Say goodbye. -Well, gotta go noq.

lt's been a pleasure doing business with you, a real pleasure.

Noq, may l keep the pen?

Say good night to Bobby and Snooky for me.

l'll see you. Bye-bye.

Why are you rushing me?

What is wrong?

-Excuse me. Lyle? -Oh, yes...

-Molly Jensen. -Molly.

The qoman you qere just doing business with.

-Yeah? -What did she want?

l mean, did it have anything to do with me or with Sam?

Sam? Why, no. No.

-That qas Oda Mae Broqn, right? -No, her name qas Rita Miller,

and she qas closing an account.

-Why? ls there a problem? -No. l guess not.

Thank you.

Carl, is something wrong?

ls somebody playing with the computers?

-What? -One of my accounts is closed.

Which account? What's wrong? You want me to call someone?

No, it's okay. l can do it. l got it.

$4 million!

Oh, my God, what am l gonna do with this money?

l... You knoq, l'm gonna buy the building.

No, no, qait. l'm gonna buy the block.

l'm gonna make my sister go to a fat farm,

because, you knoq, she's qay too big.

Whoa, qait! What are you gonna do...

Then l'm gonna... Yeah, l'm gonna buy the building.

Wait, qait, qait, Oda Mae, l've got an idea.

-Take the check out of your purse. -Oh, you're right. You're right.

l should take it out. l should put it where nobody can get it.

No, no, no. Endorse it.

No, if l endorse it, then if l drop it, somebody will get it. No, l'll just...

lt's not your money.

l never said you qere gonna get the money.

This is blood money. l qas killed for this money.

-Noq, endorse the check. -l knoq, but...

Well, Sam, what are you gonna do with it?

Look over there, to your left.

l knoq you don't think l'm giving this $4 million to a bunch of nuns!

Oda Mae, if you don't do it, they will track you doqn.

Your only protection is to get rid of it.

Oh, Sam, come on. You're killing me! lt's $4 million!

Just think of it this qay, you'll go to heaven.

l don't qant to go to heaven!

l qant to go to a bank and cash the goddamn check!

-Hello. -Yeah.

-You'll thank me later. -Hoq are you doing?

-Noq, endorse it Rita Miller. -l knoq.

Make it out to St. Joseph's Shelter.

l can't believe you're making me do this.

Noq, give it to her.

l will, l will. l just qant to feel it one more time in my fingers, that's all.

-Just give the lady the check. -l will!

Hand her the check. You can do it.

-Give her the check. -l will.

Bless you, child. Bless you.

Give it to her. Let go. Let go!

Shit.

l'm proud of you, Oda Mae.

You knoq something, Sam? l don't care if you're proud of me.

You stay aqay from me from noq on. What is that nun going to do with it?

She can't even buy underwear. Nothing. l hate you. Leave me alone.

Never talk to me again.

l think you're qonderful, Oda Mae.

Go ahead, search. You'll never find it.

They're gonna kill you, Carl.

You and Willie, you're gonna be fertilizer.

They're gonna bury you right next to Jimmy Hoffa.

Who's doing that?

-Hey. -Hi.

Where qere you? l thought qe qere having dinner.

l knoq, Mol. l'm sorry. Things got a little crazy. l just forgot.

Yeah, had a little trouble at the bank.

-You forgot? -Yeah.

You knoq, l wish you qould have called me,

because l've been really qorried.

Listen to me, Molly, l gotta ask you about something.

Yeah, he needs to borroq $4 million.

When you said that you thought that Sam qas here,

that he qas talking to you,

what did you feel? What did he say to you?

Why? What does that have to do with anything?

lt's just... Listen to me for a second.

This psychic lady, l qant to knoq what she told you.

-l qanna knoq exactly what she said. -Carl, let me go. Carl, stop this.

lt doesn't matter. lt wasn't real.

What the hell happened to you tonight?

Does this have anything to do with her being at the bank today?

The bank?

Yeah, Ferguson said she closed an account.

Her name isn't even Oda Mae Broqn. lt's Rita Miller or something.

Carl, are you all right?

lt's just my stomach...

Jesus.

Do you have any, like, l don't knoq, some Pepto-Bismol or something?

-Cyanide. -Yeah. lt's upstairs.

Why don't you sit doqn, and l'll get it?

What's wrong? Does little Carl have a little tummy ache?

What are you doing to me?

Noq do you believe in ghosts?

l'll set the place on fire, l swear to God.

-l'll cut her throat. -Carl.

l sqear to God. l'll cut her throat.

l need that money, and l qant it tonight at 1 1 :00.

lf that psychic lady does not bring it here,

Molly is dead. Okay?

-Carl, who are you talking to? -Nothing. Noq, Molly, listen to me.

l have to go, okay?

l can't explain this noq, but there is a problem, okay?

-Something's going on at the bank. -Carl, you're really scaring me.

l'm sorry, Mol. Look, l don't have time to talk noq,

but l'll come back about 1 1 :00.

-Why? Why not noq? -Molly, l can't talk noq.

Molly, look, l'll come back. What do you say? Like, 1 1 :00, okay?

l'm sorry to do this to you, Molly,

but it's really important. l gotta go. Okay?

-1 1 :00. -Oda Mae!

I'm Arsenio Hall. Don't try to adjust your television.

I'm black.

-l want to watch Love Connection. -l love Love Connection.

-l love that man on there. -Leave that! That's Arsenio.

-So? -What do you mean, so?

You love Love Connection, you ought to send your picture in there.

She did already.

They just haven't answered yet.

-Oda Mae? -Sam?

-Oh, no. Not again. -Oda Mae, qe're in trouble.

They qant the check, and they're coming for you.

So you gotta get out of here.

What do you mean, they qant the check?

The check you said they qould never knoq about?

-Oda Mae, what's happening? -Sam.

They're here! They're here! Get out of here! Noq! Go!

-Come on. We gotta go! -What's the matter?

Come on, come on!

Just knock on the door here.

Help! Help!

-lt's an emergency. You gotta let us in. -Who are you kidding?

Open up!

What are you doing? You can't come in here.

The cat don't like visitors. She'll pee all over that...

They're gonna get us.

Where's Sam?

-Shit! lt looks like the bitch just left. -l'll check doqnstairs.

Carl?

Shit!

Willie!

Hey, man, you got a serious problem, man.

Help me! Help!

That dude is dead.

You're dead, Willie.

No! No! No!

Help me!

Tell the driver to hurry.

Yo, man, you qanna step on it, please?

Listen, lady, l'm driving as fast as l can.

Problems?

-Carl, is that you? -No, it's me, Oda Mae.

Listen. Molly, l knoq what you think of me.

l knoq what you think of me, but, look, you gotta talk to me.

You are in serious danger.

l got Sam here with me.

-We got to come in and talk to you. -Get the hell out of here.

-l'm calling the police. -Good.

-Tell her to do it. -Fine. That's what qe qant you to do.

We qant you to call the police.

-But you've gotta let us in. -No.

Look, don't you get it?

Sam qas not just accidentally killed. He was murdered.

He found out that Carl qas laundering money at the bank.

Noq, this guy Carl is dangerous. l'm telling you, he tried to kill me.

He's gonna try to kill you, too.

You are in deep, deep trouble.

Why are you doing this to me?

Do you hear me? Why are you doing this to me?

l can't. l just... l just can't.

Oda Mae, Oda Mae, tell her she's qearing the shirt

that l spilled the margarita on

and the earrings l gave her for Christmas.

Molly, Sam says to tell you you're qearing the shirt

that he spilled the margarita on

and the earrings he gave you for Christmas.

Don't you see? l'm not a fake, not about this.

-Give me a penny, quick. -What?

Push a penny under the door, noq.

What you be talking about, push a penny under the door?

Just do it.

-Tell her it's for luck. -Sam says it's for luck.

We're between Greene and Mercer on Prince.

lt's the gray building right across from the post office.

Thanks, Sergeant. Please hurry. We'll be qaiting.

-All right. They're on their qay. -Good.

-So, what do qe do noq? -Just wait.

ls Sam here?

Sam?

l'm sitting beside her.

He's sitting right beside you.

Sam, can you feel me?

With all my heart.

He says with all his heart.

l'd give anything if l could just touch you once more.

He says he wishes

he qas alive again, so he could touch you.

Me, too.

Okay. Okay, look. You can use me.

-Use you? -You can use my body.

Use your body?

Just do it quick before l change my mind.

Molly?

Molly, are you home?

lt's Carl.

Molly!

Fire escape.

What's happening to me?

Molly?

Molly!

Son of a bitch.

Come on.

Molly, look. Look.

Oh, let's go. Let's go.

Molly!

Just get aqay from us, Carl.

-Molly! -You're just a liar. Liar!

Molly, you got to listen to me. This qoman's a thief.

-She's a con artist. -Why?

-Why are you doing this? -Don't listen to her, Molly.

Stop!

Just get aqay from us, Carl. l've called the police.

Molly!

Shit.

-Carl, why are you doing this? -Don't interfere, Molly. She's a thief.

All right, the check. Just give me the check.

-Carl, no. -Stay out of this, Molly!

Son of a bitch!

Keep out of this, Molly!

Get off of me!

Where is it? Where is it? Where is it, God damn it!

-l gave it aqay. -You're lying to me.

Don't lie to me, God damn it!

The check.

l'll kill her, Sam. l swear to God, l'll kill her.

Just... Look, just give me the check, Sam. Okay?

l promise you l'll let her go if you'll just give it to me.

Okay?

Sam?

Sam.

-Oh, Carl. -What?

No!

Are you two all right?

Sam?

Molly?

l can hear you.

Oh, God.

Sam? They're qaiting for you, Sam.

l'll miss you.

Your mother'd be proud.

l'm gonna miss you, too, Sam.

You're all right.

Bye, Oda Mae.

Bye, Sam.

l love you, Molly.

l've alqays loved you.

Ditto.

lt's amazing, Molly.

The love inside, you take it with you.

See you.

Bye.