Body Double Page #4

That wasn't Gloria. That was you.

What's it to you?

Just tell me if I'm right.

That was you in the house. Right?

I'm not saying

that it was or wasn't me.

I'm saying, why are you

interested in knowing?

Well, I think that

one of my crazy friends

has played a practical joke on me.

You know how the idle rich are.

Holly...

tell me, okay?

Were you the girl in the house?

Yeah. That was me.

I knew it. How did this get set up?

Tell me just to satisfy my curiosity.

Because one of my crazy friends

set this thing up, but I don't know who.

Who hired you?

You were the one I was playing to? Yeah.

And there's no part for me.

No. I'm sorry.

This whole thing was a joke.

Yeah, a practical joke on me.

Did Sam Buchard set this whole thing up?

Did he hire you?

He didn't tell me his name.

Whoever you talked to.

What did he say?

This guy called and said

he'd seen my self-help routine

in Holly Does Hollywood...

and wanted to hire me

to do it privately

because he had this friend

who got off on peeping.

He didn't tell you who he was?

He didn't tell me his name.

He just sent

a messenger over

with money

and a card key

and, uh... and a wig.

Holly, please don't leave.

Stay here for a second.

Can

you hold on? Hold on.

Hello. Hey, Jake. It's Sam.

Sam, how you doin'?

Can you hold on just a second?

Shh, shh.

Please. Listen to this guy's voice

and tell me if he hired you.

Please?

Sam, you got me in the shower.

I'm afraid I got some bad news.

What's that?

Seattle Rep and I had

some artistic differences.

I'm going to be headed back to L.A.

You'll have to find another place to crash.

That's him.

Got company, huh?

Yeah. It's a bad time to talk.

Call back in 15 minutes.

That was the guy who hired you? Yes.

Are you sure?

Yes, I'm sure.

Is this your idea of fun?

Just listen to me very carefully.

I'm not a film producer

or a rich kid.

No, you're a jerk.

Holly, listen to me.

You were hired to come in

and do two nights' work.

You were hired to come in,

do your routine and leave. Is that true?

Yes.

Do you know why?

You just told me why.

Some guy was playing a joke on you.

No. He wasn't playing

a joke on you?

No. You wanna tell me

what it was?

Yes. The truth, Holly...

The truth is,

a woman was murdered.

Holly, it's not funny!

We were set up by a murderer.

He wanted me

to witness the murder.

That's why he hired you to do your routine.

He arranged

for me to be watching.

He wanted me to think

it was Gloria Revelle who was getting off.

He thought

I would keep watching.

Holly, are you listening to me?

Yes!

I don't understand what you've said...

Well, listen!

The man who hired you is a murderer!

Here. Come here.

Holly, please. Come here.

Remember where you did your routine?

See that house?

That's where you were, right?

Yes.

Now do you understand?

Yes. I understand

you're sick

and you're a liar

and you need professional help.

No real producer would say

I have a terrific smile.

Get out of my way.

Come with me to the police.

Listen to me, you weirdo!

I'm leaving. Don't follow me.

My friends will break your legs!

Let go!

There's so many weird people.

Holly!

Could I have the Hollywood

Police Department?

F***ing freaky actors.

That's what there is here.

Masochistic directors!

That's why he didn't know

what a come shot was.

Yeah.

Detective McLean, please.

Excuse me.

Stop, please!

Thank you very much, lady!

McLean.

I was set up.

Scully.

Oh, yeah.

Hollywood's busiest sex offender.

Listen to me.

I got something important to tell you.

I know who killed Gloria Revelle.

Is this a confession?

No!

Listen.

Just pay attention, all right?

Recently, I was looking for an apartment.

Do you know of any sublets?

No. I'll check around.

I noticed this guy Sam Buchard.

He was looking for somebody

who needed a place to stay.

We kept running into each other.

Jake.

Hi. Again.

Anyway, now I realize

he was throwing out a net.

He was sizing me up

for a part he was casting.

Cry out for help!

I can't.

I fit the bill perfectly.

Lovesick sucker out on his ass.

Sh*t. What a fool I am.

You know what the part was?

I'm listening.

The part of the witness.

He told me this neighbor

did this number on herself every night.

Whoa! Whoa!

He knew I'd look.

Nice, huh?

He knew that I would keep looking.

It wasn't Gloria.

It was Holly doing her routine.

That's why I never saw her face.

You sound like a conspiracy nut.

Plots all around you.

Please. Just listen to me a second.

Sam Buchard is Alexander Revelle.

He hired the Indian to follow Gloria,

snatch her purse,

steal her card key,

and sneak inside.

When she got home,

the Indian opened the blinds

so I could see him kill her.

Alexander Revelle

set me up here

to witness the murder.

And he hired a porno actress

to be the bait.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Could I have a ride, please?

Thanks a lot, you jerks! God!

Could you help a girl

in distress?

Oh, my God.

I've been trying to build a case

against the husband.

But the reason

it hasn't panned out

is because of your testimony

that Gloria was killed by an Indian.

That's just it! Don't you see?

That's what he wanted!

It looks like a burglary, but it's a murder

with me set up to be the witness.

I'm Sam's... I mean,

Alexander Revelle's alibi.

Hey!

Listen.

Stop!

All right?

Just stop!

Right there.

There has been

an accident up there.

Slow down, lady.

Those people are probably hurt.

Get in the car.

Sounds crazy to me.

I know. But it's the truth.

Maybe you better come down here.

Pull your car right up there.

Stay in the car. There's nothing to look at.

Everybody stay in your car. We'll have it

cleaned up in a couple of minutes.

- Holly!

- Nothing to look at.

No! Holly!

Get back in your car, please.

There's a woman

being killed right there.

He hit her in the back of the head!

We gotta help her!

Get back in your car.

He hit her...

I don't have time to run you in.

Please, he's getting away!

Please call somebody!

Don't you understand? I saw him killing her!

You f***ing idiot!

All right, that's it, buddy.

Get on the radio!

Detective McLean knows about this.

Son of a...

Come here, you son of a b*tch!

Holly?

Are you okay?

Sam!

Look what you did.

You ruined my surprise ending.

I gave you your part.

The witness.

You were perfect.

Played it to a T.

But that was it!

End of part.

Wrap Jake Scully.

Oh, no!

You had to play the hero.

Improvise all this crap

about finding a body double,

unmasking the Indian...

But you didn't think it through,

did you, Jake?

Sometimes heroes come to tragic ends.

What's the matter, Jake?

A little short of breath?

What a terrible way to die.

Especially when you're so claustrophobic.

Wait a minute.

I'm going to give you another take, Jake.

Only problem is, you've got to act!

Come on, Jake.

Action!

And... action!

Jake! Action!

All right, cut!

Get him out of here.

Jake, take it easy.

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