Beautiful & Twisted Page #3

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That b*tch has been poisoning you

against me since we met.

Narcy!

Nobody treats me this way.

You changed the code.

I want the code.

I want what's mine, and I'm leaving.

Why can't you just tell me

that you didn't do it?

Give me my money.

My money, b*tch.

I guess that should have been the end.

Once you accuse your wife

of trying to kill your mom,

you'd think I would have walked away

or something.

You'd think.

- Give me the code.

- What?

Give me the damn code!

Code now,

or, swear to God, I'm gonna kill you.

You've reached the home of Ben Novack, Jr.

I am so sorry.

- I don't know why he's not picking up.

- Another time.

I'm sure there's an explanation.

Can I get you some more coffee?

Dad?

Dad?

Dad!

Dad? Dad?

Dad?

How'd they know where the safe was?

I don't know.

How much money was in there?

$370,000.

That's a lot of money.

I have a lot of money.

You never know when

a mint 1940 number one Joker edition

is gonna walk through the door.

You have any idea

who might have done this?

- Thank you for coming in.

- Of course.

So, Mrs. Novack,

I'm sure you're aware of the incident

involving your husband.

Am I under arrest, Officer?

No, no, we're just trying to...

Where were you on the night before last?

At home,

overseeing the beating of my husband.

Mrs. Novack, we've explained

your rights to you.

You are not obligated to speak to us.

I know, I know, but I want to clear up

this little misunderstanding.

Then you are willing to admit

to the allegations made by the victim?

The victim?

He does like to play that role, doesn't he?

So, for the record, you're stating that

you did have your husband tied up and beat?

- At gunpoint.

- At gunpoint.

And stole his $370,000?

Stole?

I didn't steal anything.

- Then where's his money?

- Right here.

Look.

- So you did steal it.

- I took it, but it's all going back.

Just because you bring it back

doesn't mean you didn't steal it.

We can still prosecute you.

Sure, if Benny says it was stolen,

if he presses charges,

but he won't do that.

He won't.

As you can see,

my husband likes to put himself

in some very compromising positions.

And the things he does to me,

oh, my, it's addictive.

You understand?

We like it rough.

I think half the time we have arguments

just for the makeup sex.

To keep it interesting, well,

you have to push it a little further sometimes,

and sometimes a little further

can be scary at first.

Sometimes a little further can be dead.

Ben, if you don't prosecute,

the police will drop the case

and Narcy will walk.

And if I do prosecute,

then she causes a scandal,

and every paper in Florida

will write about our sex life.

I mean, I run a $100 million business.

I can't have people thinking

that I'm some sort of a freak.

I mean, not, you know, the general public.

Well, I guess you'll just have to choose

between your reputation or your life.

Stop being so melodramatic.

Look, it's the first time

she's ever done anything like this.

Do you know what my wife does

when she gets angry?

- She shops.

- Your point?

My point, I don't want to read about you

in the obituary column.

Even if I did go to court,

it would be my word against hers.

Yes, but you're a credible, respectable guy

with a face that looks like a punching bag,

and she's a gold-digging whore.

Hey! Hey.

- That's my wife.

- You're not serious.

Finally, I was starting to believe,

like everyone else,

that I had to get out.

The first lesson in dealing with a wild animal,

they can smell fear.

I'm glad you came.

Is this about us or the money?

I know what you told the cops.

That was no game. I could have been killed.

If you think you can pull something like that

and just get away with it...

Other people can't understand us, Benny,

the way we love each other,

the way we hurt each other,

the games we play.

I can't leave you

any more than you can't leave me.

We are a mess, huh?

I know you hate me now,

but you also love me.

Admit it, Benny.

It turns you on, doesn't it?

Are you afraid of me, Benny?

The problem was Narcy was Narcy,

and I was who I was.

She belongs in prison.

She returned the files, Mom,

and the money, most of it.

We have an agreement.

What is wrong with you?

I don't know what to tell you, okay?

Look, the heart wants what it wants, okay?

We both love each other,

and, you know, we're both a little crazy.

No sh*t.

She knows she screwed up.

Things are gonna be better.

You are delusional and she's a psychopath.

You both need help.

We're seeing a couples' therapist.

You don't need a therapist, Ben.

You need a hostage negotiator.

- I'm really worried about them.

- Yeah, you should be.

Benny didn't have much of a childhood.

He was always surrounded

by adults and showgirls.

He was there when I kicked his father

out of the suite

when I caught him cheating.

He was there when his father hired detectives

to follow me and a singer out of the club.

- Sounds familiar.

- Yeah.

But I still love Benny's father,

even after the divorce,

after the bankruptcy, after the bimbos.

I mean, were any of them in the hospital

as he lay dying?

I was by his side till his last breath.

I think what I'm trying to say is,

it's possible, despite all the madness,

that your mom and Benny

love each other very much

in their own deeply weird way.

That's what I'm afraid of.

Look, I'm a screwed-up guy, always was.

I like fast cars and crazy girls,

and that was her superpower.

I could have married Betty Crocker,

but Betty Crocker doesn't stir my batter,

if you know what I'm saying.

I guess the thing is,

with people like me and Narcy,

it's always gonna blow to hell.

It's just a matter of when.

His mother?

Narcy?

Hello?

Hello?

Narcy?

Hello?

- What the...

- Move.

- What?

- Move.

We're gonna make a mess.

What are you doing?

I'm not gonna do anything.

- Hi.

- You are the greatest wife ever.

That was lovely, wasn't it?

Okay...

She's done.

Did you find anything?

We got to wait for the medical examiner

to do the autopsy.

Do you know if your mother

had anybody over last night?

It looks like maybe she was having

some kind of party.

No, my mom always said, "The only people

worth spending time with were dead."

There are four martini glasses

and an empty bottle of white wine.

My mother hated white wine,

and she was convinced

that she was poisoned.

I spoke to the hospital.

They confirmed there was nothing unusual

in that tox report.

Baby. I'm so sorry.

- Such a loss.

- Very sorry.

Look at May.

She's become such

a beautiful young woman.

Mom loved her so much.

I think she'd want her to be taken care of.

Mr. Novack?

Yeah, what do you want?

Your wife told me you were here.

I wanted to tell you in person.

Tell me what?

Your mother's death

has been ruled an accident.

An accident?

It looks like she slipped and fell

getting out of her car, tried to get up,

- but kept falling and slipping.

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