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No. No, no! Don't touch that dial.

[theme music]

You're in Springwood now.

But you are all mine.

[screaming]

[laughing]

[screaming]

[laughing]

[music continues]

(female #1) 'So how about blue walls

and gray carpeting?'

Ooh, or, uh..

gray walls with rose gold carpeting?

What do you think?

Whatever you want. You're the designer.

I don't know!

I guess it'll depend on what color furniture we want.

So what color furniture do we want?

Green... with orange walls

and purple carpeting.

[laughs]

Oh, you're in a good mood

for someone who's been driving all night.

I feel so much better moving to a small town.

No more stress.

I even stopped taking my medication.

Does Dr. Manson know?

Doug, I'm not gonna need it now. I'm fine.

Of course you're fine. It's because of your medication.

I have plenty of pills packed with the movers

and I have some with me just in case.

But the point is I'm calm now.

I'm so happy.

You know what? So am I.

This is a new beginning for us, Doug.

You're gonna be the best criminal lawyer

this town's ever seen.

And no more moving.

I want this to be home.

You got it.

[birds chirping]

I'm so excited.

I just lo-o-ove having new neighbors.

And I'm sure they're just as thrilled to find out

that I am their welcoming committee.

[laughs] I guess you could say

they're about to discover that marriage..

can be a moving experience. Hmm?

[laughs]

I'm sorry we have to do it this way.

I'm just gonna check in and meet the bigwig...

Doug, it's okay. That's why I drove.

No, it's not okay.

I didn't help you pack the house and I feel guilty.

Well, you are guilty. But it's okay.

(Doug) 'I'll be back as soon as I can.'

That's a promise.

Rox, I want this to work.

Is that what you told your other wives?

Third time's a charm.

Oh, it better be.

- Bye. - Bye.

[car engine starts]

[door creaking]

[sighs]

They don't work.

Who's there?

It's about time.

I don't like to be kept waiting.

My husband's gonna be here in a few minutes.

I'm sure he will.

Meantime..

there's something I need you to do for me, honey.

Real bad.

Sign this receipt.

[dramatic music]

It's been a pleasure, Rox.

[sighs]

[scoffs]

[music continues]

[scoffs] These aren't my boxes!

[music continues]

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

Okay, okay. So they're not our things.

Just leave 'em alone. We'll let the movers take care of it.

Don't stress yourself out, Roxanne.

Doug, there's blood all over this stuff.

Real blood. I'm calling the police.

(Doug) 'Now, how do you know it's real blood?'

It looks like it!

[scoffs] Maybe the guy's a hunter.

'Have you ever thought about that?'

What about the books and the magazines

and the clothes?

Being weird is no crime, Roxanne.

I won a lot of cases on that premise.

Well, I want our stuff.

I want my clothes, my jewelry.

Okay. Okay. Just don't go through anything else.

It's not our stuff, right?

I will call the movers right now

and have them straighten the whole mess out.

'Now, you just relax, okay?'

Okay.

[sighs]

[sighs]

[door opens]

[door creaking]

[dramatic music]

Who are you?

How did you get in?

I've been through your things.

I know..

all there is to know about you.

I bet..

your husband..

loves you in these.

[laughs]

What's it like being crazy?

I'm not crazy.

[pills rattling]

Then what are these?

[clattering]

How did you..

Our things are at your house?

And you've got some of mine!

The movers are coming to make the switch.

Did you look?

- Did you look? - No, I didn't look!

- In the boxes? - I didn't.

I wouldn't look in the boxes. That's not my stuff!

A-ah, I-I need to know..

what you know.

I don't know anything.

I think you do!

I think..

that you..

know..

everything.

[telephone ringing]

[telephone ringing]

[theme music]

[telephone ringing]

- 'Rox?' - Yes, yes!

(Doug) 'Listen, I called the movers.'

Doug, he was here. I saw him.

He went through our things!

Who? Who-who broke into our things?

Um..

No one. No one. I..

I must have dozed.

Do you have any pills left?

Yes, plenty. I'm fine.

Um..

What did the movers say?

They apologized profusely.

It was a... mix up with the trucks or something.

They promised to send someone out tomorrow morning.

Tomorrow? No. They have to come today.

'Rox, I tried. All the men have gone home!'

Listen. I've got an idea.

Why don't we go out tonight?

An early dinner?

'Will that make you feel better?'

No! I don't want to go out.

[sighs] This is my home.

Oh, what about your pots and pans?

I don't need them.

I need you. So come home soon, okay?

As soon as I can.

Okay.

[instrumental music]

[sighs]

Candles?

Very romantic.

I'm touched.

What are you doing here?

My husband said you weren't coming until tomorrow.

[keys jingling]

I forgot to give you these

How convenient.

Yeah.

I thought maybe we could talk.

I mean, here you are, new in town.

And here I am, a native.

I could show you around.

I'm married.

Well, I won't hold that against you.

Look, if you're not here to move boxes, you can leave.

How about letting me move you?

Get out!

[sighs]

[vehicle approaching]

[door unlocks]

[door creaking]

[door shuts]

[thud]

Doug?

Doug?

[dramatic music]

[laughs]

[laughs]

[knives clanking]

Comfortable?

[laughs]

[knives clanking]

Since you're so curious about me

I thought I'd give you a little demonstration.

[breathing heavily]

'You did look, didn't you?'

- This is a dream. - 'Is it?'

All I have to do is wake up and you'll be gone.

What if you're wrong?

[knives clanking]

'Who are you?'

You've seen my handiwork.

'You've been thinking about it all day.'

'Did he cut them?'

'Did he... slice them in two?'

Did they suffer..

much?

You can scream if you like.

I like it, when they scream.

[dramatic music]

[screaming]

[glass shattering]

[dog barking]

[sighs]

[dog barking]

[dramatic music]

[theme music]

No, you don't understand.

You have no idea what I've been through today.

And I want that stuff out of my house!

I want my things, and I want them now!

I don't care if they've gone home!

Look.

Do you even know where my stuff is?

You've lost it. That's what this is all about, isn't it?

Oh, you do have it?

Where?

I want you, are you listening to me

to send a truck over here immediately.

You can't?

Okay, just give me the address.

Fine.

Fine.

Fine, fine!

Your secretary said you'd call right back. Where were you?

At the courthouse, talking with the DA.

Roxanne, what the hell is going on?

He was in the house. He broke in and took his toys!

Who broke in? What are you talking about

The man! I know what he did!

- Are you alright? - He cut them.

The dresses, they belonged to his victims.

Roxanne, please.

Doug, he tried to kill me!

He's killed before, he'll kill again! He likes it.

- He likes it? - Yes.

Here. Maybe you're right.

You believe me then?

[breathing heavily] Or maybe it's all in your mind.

Roxanne, you know what happens when you go off of these things.

You get a panic attack.

Listen. I want you to go back on your medication.

I called Dr. Manson.

He phoned your prescription in to the Springwood pharmacy.

I don't need a pill!

This isn't stress, this is real!

Roxanne, please take it.

You're beginning to scare me.

I bet, if we went to his house

and you saw the knives, you'd believe me!

I've called the movers. I know where he lives.

I'll go there myself. You can't babysit me forever.

Alright. Alright, you win.

I will take you to the murderer's house!

But please, take the pill first.

'And try to relax.'

Well, there must be a back door. Let's try that.

Rox, no. Don't.

I'll do that. Just wait right here.

[dramatic music]

Hello?

[music continues]

[thud]

(male #1) 'You aren't going to like'

what you find in here.

You should go back.

[knives clanking]

There's no place like home.

'There's no place like home.'

'There's no place like home.'

[laughing]

(Doug) 'Rox?'

'Rox, where are you?'

Are you even listening to me?

Rox, you're gonna push yourself over the edge

and I'm gonna lose you!

I'm gonna take you home.

I'm fine! I'm fine.

Come on, Rox, let's go.

- Let it go! - No!

Rox, you can't do this.

Rox, it's not your house.

Please.

[intense music]

[gasps] Oh, what the hell are you doing here?

You wanted your stuff moved, didn't you?

Yes.

Well, the company told me to get my ass down here.

I'm waiting on the rest of the crew and the truck.

Oh, that's great.

What are you doing here? You got a thing for me?

Doug!

Doug, where are you?

What's the matter?

I don't think it's entirely necessary you do this right now.

- But the lady just said... - It is not necessary!

Wait, where are you going? I still want my stuff moved.

Lady, I would like to help you out

but I can't do anything if that guy throws me out of his house.

That guy, his house, what are you talking about?

It's his house!

If he throws me out of it, there's nothing I can do.

This house belongs to my husband.

That guy is your husband?

You guys are nuts.

[intense music]

[door closes]

You had to look, didn't you?

You couldn't wait until tomorrow.

Everything would've been just fine..

if you would've been a little patient.

I don't understand.

You see, Rox..

there's a side of me you don't know.

All my other wives found out.

'It's too bad about them, huh?'

But if there hadn't have been this one little screw-up..

'...you would've never found out about it.'

And what you don't know won't hurt you.

This marriage could have worked.

All those sickos and those weirdos I defended.

'They were amateurs.'

And that man you were talking about..

you were right about one thing.

What?

I do like it.

I like it a lot.

[grunts]

So are you happily married?

Look at your spouse, go ahead. Look.

You looked, didn't you?

Let me ask you something.

How well do you really know him?

Thinking of moving?

Give Springwood a shot.

Come for a night, stay forever.

[theme music]

Are you sure all those boxes are mine?

Yeah, lady, they're all yours.

I didn't realize I had that much stuff.

Well, that's what they all say.

I'm glad I didn't disappoint you.

Put them in the bedroom, I'll deal with them later.

Wow!

So you are an archaeologist.

Oh, isn't that interesting?

I've always been fascinated with Egypt.

Oh, me too.

Unfortunately, I don't kno very much about it.

My specialty is American Indians.

Oh, that's very pretty.

Are you, uh, digging somewhere in Springwood?

No, no dig.

Just an assistantship at the university.

I'm not knocking it.

It's a very good opportunity.

But I'd rather be out there getting my hands dirty.

There's something romantic about touching history.

And are you seeing someone?

No.

No, I'm not.

Well, I know a lot of nice young men.

Oh, heh, well, thanks anyway.

But after years of field-testing, I have come

to the conclusion that what I'm looking for isn't out there.

I always seem to pick the wrong guys.

Yeah, but you never know.

Things could change.

[chuckles]

Well, I guess I better leave you to your unpacking.

If you need anything, Emily, I'm right next door.

Thanks, Rose. I appreciate it.

(Rose) 'Mm-hmm.'

Do you want me to put this box marked "Kitchen" in the kitchen?

No, put the box marked "Kitchen" in the bathroom.

That way I'll know where to find the pots and pans.

I could just dump it right here.

Yeah, you could do that.

You know, I heard what you said to the old lady.

We should talk.

I mean, here you are new in town

here I am a native.

I could show you around.

Thanks anyway, Romeo.

But, uh, I don't think you're my type.

No? What is your type?

I'm working on it.

Close the door after you. Okay?

(Freddy) 'And, hey, babe, I really respect you.'

'I mean it, I've been looking high and low'

for the perfect woman, and you are just my type.

My dream girl.

Mm. I mean, you get me so hot.

But you know what I like the most.

It's that love line in your socket.

[laughing]

I only have eyes for you.

[instrumental music]

[footsteps]

(Jane) "My darling Gregory.

"I know this is dangerous, but I cannot help myself.

"I simply had to tell you how very much I love you.

"My heart is bursting.

"Please tell me this is notimposs

"I don't care if you're married.

"We must be together somehow.

"If I cannot be with you, I fear I will die.

Your loving Jane."

[music continues]

[music continues]

[eerie music]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

Gregory.

Are you still here?

[theme music]

[instrumental music]

I was dusting and I found this loose panel.

The panel fell off and there they were.

It's amazing.

Who were they from?

Someone named Jane to someone named Gregory.

They're incredible.

They're beyond romantic.

Jane was Gregory's mistress.

- His mistress? - Mm-hmm.

Hoo-hoo!

Sounds wicked.

But what about the wife?

I've been up all night reading these.

Jane and Gregory really loved each other heart and soul.

Do you have any idea who they were?

Not a clue. I've been living here for 30 years.

Never heard of any Gregory or any Jane.

Any idea when this apartment house was built?

Hmm, 1890 I think. It..

That's what I was always told.

This was Springwood's first high-rise.

You know, these apartments used to be a lot larger.

Yours and mine used to be one apartment.

What must have gone on here before..

within these walls?

[laughing]

[sighs]

- (Jane) "Darling, I'm afraid - there's something

"we must face together.

"Something that threatens to tear us apart.

I fear that Margaret has become suspicious of us."

[instrumental music]

Have I told you before how very much I love you?

[music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

The letters are getting more and more intense.

Gregory is more passionate than ever.

He says he can't live without Jane.

But Gregory's wife Margare

is starting to get suspicious.

She's even spying on us.

Us?

Did I say us?

I was thinking of rearranging the furniture

to the way it was when Gregory lived here.

(Rose) 'How could you do that?'

'Do the letters have floor plans?'

Hmm. Kind of.

They made love in almost every room of the house.

(Rose) 'You've been holding back on me.'

You didn't tell me there were any good parts.

Oh, there are.

There are some very good parts.

Well, how did he pull that off?

Where was the wife while the two of them were screwing around?

Well, sometimes at tea parties.

Sometimes at their house in the country.

It was all planned very carefully.

Gregory thought of everything.

[sighs]

[chuckling] I didn't scare you, did I?

Oh, you're strange. Anybody ever tell you that

I've been thinking about you.

And I want you to go out with me.

Nothing personal. But I'm not interested.

Come on. You're not that busy.

What about tonight?

Aren't you interested in a real man?

I've got a date.

"My darling..

"I want to be in your arms again

"to feel your mouth on mine

and hear your whisper."

I love you.

I wanna be in your arms again..

to feel your mouth on mine.

To know your touch.

Oh, to kiss.

[instrumental music]

[crickets chirping]

[air whooshing]

[instrumental music]

He's mine!

[screams]

[birds chirping]

So... what's the latest?

And this time, tell me the good stuff first.

I don't wanna talk about the letters anymore.

They're making you lonely?

What's more romantic?

Bein' the wife or-or bein' the other woman?

Oh! That's easy.

The other woman.

She only sees the best parts of him.

Shouldn't be that way.

[chuckles]

(Rose) 'Dream on, sweetie.'

No. No, I'm finished with him.

Done.

What happened?

He didn't dump her, did he?

No. No, he didn't.

[sighs]

Jane was... exciting.

Impetuous, romantic.

'She'd risk anything for him.'

She was the perfect mistress.

But Margret..

she loved him.

Supported him.

[sighs] But she wasn't enough.

But she was his wife.

I don't wanna talk about this anymore.

Okay? I just.. It's over.

It's finished.

[sighs]

[instrumental music]

[fire cracking]

Look, I don't understand. What is wrong with me?

What?

All I want to do is go out

What's wrong with that?

Nothing. Really, it's..

It's just I'm involved.

You don't sound too sure about that.

I don't think you know what you want.

No, I do.

What? A-a guy has got to be perfect.

Or you're not interested. Is that it?

[sighs] What's wrong with perfect?

It doesn't exists.

[sighs] Well, I can find it.

I hope you like yourself

because with an attitude like that

you're gonna be alone for a long time.

[sighs]

[dramatic music]

Oh, no.

Oh, I don't wanna be here.

I don't wanna be in this dream.

Do you know how much I hate you?

How much I despise you?

I'm sorry, I never thought...

I won't let you come between us.

He means too much to me.

There's no reason for this. It's over.

Do you think I'm that stupid?

Do you think I can't see straight through you?

I don't wanna destroy what you have.

I have my own life to lead.

You don't deserve a man like Gregory.

[groans]

Oh, Gregory, thank God you're here.

I'm sorry it had to be this way, Margret.

Margret? But I'm Jane.

No. You're nothing like Jane.

You don't know me.

You've never seen me before.

It's red.

My hair... it's not red.

- 'Of course it is, Margret.' - It can't be.

We've fallen in love, Jane and I.

And we can't be together if I'm married to you.

Oh, Gregory.

I wish I didn't have to do this.

But I really have no choice.

I don't understand.

I was Jane.

I was.

Aah!

Aah!

[screaming]

Next time you're alone in your house

think about who went before you.

It might be pretty crowded.

The dead have to go somewhere.

Aah!

Now this is what I call

love letters!

[laughing]

[theme music]

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