Break Up Page #2

Synopsis: Jimmy is married to the abusive Frank, but she's building a nest egg so she can leave. For a year, she's been deaf as a result of one of his beatings. One night, he pushes her over the stairwell, and she ends up in the hospital. When a charred body in her husband's car is pulled from a pond, the cops want to talk to her, but she bolts for her sister's, loses her savings pass-book, and then learns someone has emptied her bank account. She's goes on the run, with the same cops on her trail, and eventually realizes Frank may not be dead. Getting back her money, facing Frank, satisfying the police, and finding her freedom may be more than she can handle.
Genre: Thriller
Director(s): Paul Marcus
Production: Miramax
 
IMDB:
5.1
R
Year:
1998
100 min
247 Views


- Because we can get you one.

- No.

John, lets talk.

The blood sample

is hers and his.

A.D.A.'s on his way up.

- We don't have enough.

- Hey, we've got motive.

We've got a 9-1-1.

- [No Audible Dialogue]

- [Jimmy Breathing Heavily]

Look at her.

You think she's gonna wait around for us

to come up with some more evidence?

I don't.

We'll hold her

until we get the A.D.A.

- You said you weren't gonna book me.

- I know.

I have to pee.

[Door Opens]

I need a tampon.

Uh, the...

- Uh, there's none in there?

- No.

[Ramsey Sighs]

All right.

Uh, I got one.

She can't hear you.

[Footsteps Approaching]

Oh, hey, excuse me.

Will you do me a...

Do me a favor. Will you give this

to, uh, to a woman in there?

Sure.

[Door Closes]

- [Door Opens]

- There wasn't anyone else in there.

[Bell Dings]

You going down?

[Bell Dings]

Come on.

Oh, sh*t!

Get over there.

You have the right

to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one,

one will be provided for you.

Goddamn it!

I don't have my f***ing handcuffs.

[Elevator Bell Dings]

Don't run.

[Man]

Hey.

[Jimmy]

Hey! Hey!

It's me.

Jesus, Jimmy.

You scared the sh*t out of me.

Listen, I lost my passbook,

and I need to get my money.

Oh, that's no problem.

Just come in tomorrow.

We'll take care of it.

I can't.

L... I gotta leave tonight.

Well, honey, I'm all closed out.

I can't go back in there.

L-I really need it.

Okay. Wait here.

This is your balance.

It was withdrawn this morning.

- Obviously, l-I would have not

if they'd come to my window.

- There was $15,000.

I know.

You didn't call the cops

just now, did you?

No. Should I?

Shelly?

- Shelly?

- [Ballad]

I look to you and I see nothing

I look to you to see the truth

You live your life

You go in shadow

- You'll come apart

and you'll go black

- [Breathing Heavily]

Some kind of night

into your darkness

Close your eyes

with what's not there

Fade into you

Strange you never move

[Sobbing]

- Fade into you

- You could have had him.

[Sobbing]

[Chimes Rattling]

[Bottles Rattling]

[Frank's Voice]

Where ya been?

- You b*tch!

- [Jimmy Gasping]

I just want to know

if you're lying to me, that's all.

- No!

- Don't f*** with me!

I love you.

Just... be... still.

This is Detective John Box.

Yeah, hi. I'm-I'm supposed to tell you

that Jimmy found her passbook.

- Jimmy Dade.

- Jimmy Dade found her passbook at home.

- Are you with Mrs. Dade?

- Are you Mrs. Dade?

Tell him I found my passbook at home

and I never go anywhere without it.

Okay, she says she never goes anywhere...

Tell her she needs to come in

and speak with us.

- He says you got to come...

- She didn't do anything wrong.

I promise I will help her.

He says that...

Are you in trouble?

Just tell him I found my passbook.

It was at home.

It was my savings account...

for my savings account.

My passbook was at home.

I didn't have it at home.

I had it at my sister's house.

- And it... it got moved somehow.

- This is not cool.

- Tell her not to run.

- What?

- What the hell is this?

- Tell him what I said.

- Just cool out.

Everybody's talking at the same time.

- Hello?

Just, just, I just need you

to tell him why I was saying it.

- [Police Siren Wails]

- I just need you to tell him

what I wanted you to tell him.

Hello? Mr...

Hello?

I'm out of here.

- Hello!

- You, you traced this, you jerk.

[Police Radio]

Unit 48, copy.

[Chatter, Laughter]

Mama?

- Mama.

- Oh.

Jimmy.

I thought I might come and stay

for a little while, Mama.

You need to deposit

your Social Security check, Ma,

so you can have some money.

I'm putting it here.

There.

Where did you get this?

Oh, I, uh, l-I told him that

if he did God's bidding that...

uh, he could take the car.

Who? Who, Mama?

You know, uh, he always had

that thing where...

he could make you... you think

that you've got more than you do.

Who are you talking about?

Your husband, honey.

He made me eggs

the way I like 'em.

Wh... When was he here, Mama?

Uh... yesterday?

- You're imagining things.

- Oh, no. He wanted the car.

Let's... Let's get your coat on, Mama.

Let's go.

Please, Mama,

we've got to find someplace where...

where Frankie can't find us, okay?

God will protect me.

No, He won't.

Mama, he tried to kill me.

Well,

that's none of my business.

[Shudders]

[Shouting, Screaming]

- [Gasps]

- I hear someone.

You know, he, uh,

he went to God's country.

Do you remember when I used to say

that we'd all be safe there?

It's just a loan.

I'll pay you back when I can.

I love you, Mama.

I love you too, honey.

She kept beating on her

way more than she needed to.

Do you think she was

strong enough to do that?

If she's angry enough, yeah.

Why do you think

she'd kill her sister?

L-I don't know.

Competition? Who knows?

The woman next door

said she had a boyfriend.

- Why don't you go talk to her?

- Why?

So that maybe we could find out

what happened here.

Our girl dinged this one.

[Police Radio, Indistinct]

[Camera Shutters Clicking]

[Engine Starts]

Bo.

[Whistles]

The name of the sister's

boyfriend?

Hit me.

Frank.

What a coincidence.

What do you think the odds are

that everybody found out...

who everybody else was poking

that night, huh, the night he died?

- Maybe.

- You still don't think she did it?

I think maybe.

[TV, Indistinct]

[Heart Beating]

[Heartbeat Accelerates]

I was scared.

I was... I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I was scared.

[Woman Screams]

Do you have...

Do you have a car?

[Crying Hysterically]

Hey.

- Can you help her?

- What happened?

Your dime.

Is Frank there?

Who is this?

Are you foolin' around on me?

Yep.

[Clicks Tongue, Inhales Deeply]

You've been bad, haven't you?

Hmm.

I think you have.

Is this a whirlwind romance,

or am I crazy?

You're crazy.

You didn't give me an answer.

About what?

You with me, or are you not with me?

[Laughs]

Well, you bet, sugar.

God.

Look at you.

- Go figure.

- Stop.

Honey, honey, look at me.

I'm with you...

now and forever.

Okay?

Oh, sir, my fire

is burning high

If we should stop, sir

I would die

[Moans]

Goose chase.

Yeah, I got it.

Okay. Thanks.

They found the mother's car

outside of Baker.

You ready to go?

We got a four-hour drive.

[Woman On P.A., Indistinct]

[Chattering, Indistinct]

[Country]

You got any favorites?

Excuse me, uh, princess.

You get in an accident

or somethin'?

Hello?

[Laughs Nervously]

- I'm sorry, what?

- You get in an accident or somethin'?

- Uh-huh.

- Whoa.

Uh, they call Irv's burgers,

uh, dog patties.

Not for nothin', you know.

- I think I need another.

- Uh... let me buy it.

No. Thanks, though.

Hey, come on. It's just a hamburger.

There's no strings.

- Okay.

- Irv, um, two double beefs.

With cheese?

Cheese.

A-And a Mickey's, please.

Yeah. The beer goes

with the burger.

No. Th-The burger's enough.

So, uh... George.

[Chuckles Nervously]

And yours?

Wait, let me guess.

Um...

I bet it's Jennifer.

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