After Dark, My Sweet Page #6
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- 1990
- 114 min
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WAS MEANINGLESS.
I'M BEGGING YOU.
I'VE GOT A BAD
FEELING ABOUT THIS.
IF THE COPS:
DON'T GET ME...
WELL...
SHUT UP!
THE WHITE ZONE:
AND UNLOADING ONLY.
COLLIE, WHAT ARE
THEY DOING, HUH?
WELL, DO SOMETHING.
LET'S GO.
COME ON. LET'S--
COLLIE, I'M SCARED.
I'M SO SCARED.
HEY.
UH, SOMETHING
THE MATTER, OFFICER?
I'M SITTING HERE
WITH MY WIFE, AND, UH--
WHAT ARE YOU:
WAITING FOR?
MY FRIEND:
JACK BILLINGSLEY.
HE'S COMING IN
FROM THE EAST.
WHAT'S
YOUR NAME?
THIS YOUR CAR?
REGISTRATION.
HAVEN'T YOU, HONEY?
HAVEN'T I SEEN
YOU BEFORE?
YOUR NAME WAS?
COLLINS.
FRIEND JACK BILLINGSLEY.
I'VE SEEN YOU.
YOU EVER BEEN:
IN TROUBLE?
THAT REGISTRATION,
MA'AM?
I THINK YOU:
WITH SOMEBODY ELSE.
I'M, UH, RETIRED NOW,
BUT I USED TO--
I AIN'T GOT YOU
MIXED UP.
I SEEN YOU.
DRIVER'S LICENSE.
HOLD IT.
COLLINS.
KID COLLINS.
WHY, SURE. I WON
YOU'RE RETIRED
NOW, KID?
I DIDN'T MEAN
TO GIVE YOU:
A HARD TIME,
BUT WITH:
THIS GOING ON.
WHATISGOING ON HERE,
SOME TROUBLE?
YOU SAID IT. YOU
SHOULD COME GE YOUR FRIEND LATER.
LET'S SEE.
I'LL WAVE
YOU THROUGH.
OK.
AAH!
HE'S GOT A GUN!
FREEZE!
DROP YOUR WEAPON!
YOU'D STILL BE
BETTER OFF:
COMING BACK LATER
FOR YOUR FRIEND.
THIS PLACE:
A LITTLE CRAZY.
I'LL SIGNAL
FOR THE GUYS:
THANK YOU.
[RADIO]
HOWEVER, THE AUTHORITIES
ARE OPTIMISTIC:
BECAUSE MR. ROGERS,
THE VANDERVENTER FAMILY
CHAUFFEUR,
WHILE STILL:
IN INTENSIVE CARE,
THE FIRST DETAILED
A SIGHTING OF THE SUSPEC AS HE FLED THE SCENE
OF A SHOOTOU AT THE AIRPOR MOMENTS AGO.
HE'S IDENTIFIED AS
KEVIN "KID" COLLINS,
AN EX-BOXER WHO RECENTLY
WITH A WOMAN:
BEEN ABDUCTED:
BY THE KIDNAPPERS.
A RELATED DEVELOPMENT,
THE BODY:
OF LONGTIME RESIDEN DR. JAKE GOLDMAN
BOUND AND GAGGED
THE 50-YEAR-OLD BACHELOR
APPARENTLY DIED:
FROM A SINGLE BLOW
TO THE HEART.
THE VALLEY PLANNING
COMMISSION IS MEETING...
WHAT HAPPENS,
ALL THE STRAIN:
SUSPICION AND WORRY
AND FEAR,
ALL THE THINGS THAT TWIS HIS THINKING OUT OF FOCUS,
ARE BRUSHED ASIDE,
AT LAST...
WEAK AND FRIGHTENED,
AND HATING HERSELF
THAT MATTERED:
MY HAVING LIVED:
MADE LIKE I WAS--
SHE COULDN'T DO
FOR HERSELF,
THAT I'D NEVER HAD.
FUNNY HOW SOMETIMES
THINGS THAT AREN'T TRUE
ARE MORE TRUE:
THAN THE TRUTH...
BECAUSE IN A WAY
NONE OF THIS:
WOULD'VE HAPPENED
IF I HADN'T COME ALONG.
AS SHE SAID,
COOKING A LONG TIME.
BUT I CAME BACK.
I HAD TO.
PAYING THE PRICE.
I NEEDED A WAY.
THE WHOLE THING RIGH AND LEAVE HER
IN THE CLEAR.
MIGHT AS WELL.
ONE LAST THING, COLLIE.
INEXCUSABLE THINGS.
I KNOW YOU WEREN' RESPONSIBLE.
WHATEVER I SAID,
I'M SORRY.
FORGET IT.
I THOUGHT IT WAS SMAR TO KEEP THE BOY ALIVE.
I EVER DID.
WELL...
REGARDLESS WHO WAS
AT FAULT, I...
WHAT?
WHY, COLLIE,
AND YOU DON'T SEE
WHAT I MEAN?
NO, I DON'T SEE.
YOU'VE GOT TO.
UNCLE BUD:
COULD BE BLAMED:
FOR PRACTICALLY:
EVERYTHING:
I'VE DONE,
COULDN'T HE?
AND YOU--
WHAT ARE YOU:
GETTING AT?
YOU'VE GOT I JUST ABOUT PERFECT.
BETTER FOR YOU:
THAN FOR ME.
YOU'RE A WOMAN
LIVING ALONE.
UNCLE BUD:
THREATENED YOU.
YOU WERE SCARED:
WITH THIS.
I ASKED YOU WHA YOU'RE GETTING AT.
YOU REALLY DON' GET IT, DO YOU?
THEN I GUESS:
YOU WOULDN'T AT THAT.
IT WON'T HURT YOU
BUT IT WILL:
HURT ME PLENTY.
SO...
THERE'S YOUR ANSWER.
YOU'RE NOT GOING
YOU DON'T MEAN THAT.
YOU CAN'T MEAN IT.
THAN A NORMAL PERSON
COULD TAKE,
AND YOU'RE EXCITED
AND FRIGHTENED.
YOU DON'T MEAN IT,
DO YOU, DARLING?
OOH.
DIDN'T I?
WELL, I GUESS I SHOULD.
ALL THIS PRACTICE.
IT LOOKED LIKE:
SUCH A GOOD DEAL,
I STARTED WORKING I FULL-TIME.
WHAT ACT?
THE CRAZY STUFF, FAY.
HELL, IT'S BETTER
THAN A PENSION.
DOING WHATEVER I WANT,
ACTING STUPID.
INSTITUTION FOR A WHILE.
HELL, I TELL YOU,
A PRIVATE ROOM,
I DON'T KNOW WHY
PEOPLE DON'T GET WISE.
OF THINGS:
BUT SOMEHOW,
THEY KEEP FALLING
FOR THE SAME AC AND FEELING SORRY
FOR YOU.
GOD.
OVER WITH.
I WON'T KILL YOU.
THERE WAS A STRUGGLE.
THE GUN ACCIDENTALLY
WENT OFF.
BUT DON'T KILL HIM.
THERE'S AN IDEA.
INSTEAD OF:
BUMPING OFF THE BRA AND LEAVING HIM ALONE.
I LIKE YOU, CHARLIE.
[GUNSHOT]
IT'S OK, FAY.
YOU DID:
THE RIGHT THING.
YOU AND ME:
TOGETHER FOREVER.
YOU REALLY BELIEVE
THAT, COLLIE?
YOU REALLY BELIEVE
THERE COULD BE:
I KNOW IT, FAY.
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