Curtains
Not again.
Not ever again.
You've betrayed me for the last time.
God, I was such a fool.
A woman in love.
No more.
I wouldn't bother to kill you
except I'm so looking forward
to every last ounce of blood
seeping out of your wretched body.
If I believed in demons,
I'd damn your soul forever.
I'd put a stake through your heart,
if only you had one, you bastard.
I just wish that I could do
to you what you did to me.
But this will have to do.
I don't believe it.
- No?
- No.
Audra could never pull the trigger.
A woman discovering her lover
in bed with someone else?
You don't know much about women...
or love...
or me.
Well, what do you think?
I mean, I know it needs work.
The lighting will help. Camera moves.
Stryker?
Stryker?
May I help you?
We're here to see Dr. Pendleton.
Have you got an appointment?
He's expecting us.
Your name?
Stryker.
There's a Mr. Stryker and a
lady to see Dr. Pendleton.
Do you know who that lady is?
That's Samantha Sherwood, you know?
Yeah, I knew that.
Uh, the doctor will
see you right away.
It's the first room on the right,
just down the corridor.
Excuse me, Miss Sherwood.
May I have your autograph?
Some other time.
- Ah, Jonathan.
- Arthur.
- It's good to see you again.
- Good to see you.
Samantha, this is
Dr. Arthur Pendleton.
Hello, won't you sit down?
Well, now, everything
seems to be in order.
I spoke with Dr. Harrison
and he confirmed what
you told me, Jonathan.
So, we're all set?
Yes. I just need a
couple of signatures.
Now, if you'll sign here.
All right.
It's an honor to have you
here, Miss Sherwood.
I'm a longtime fan of yours.
I am looking forward
to seeing "Audra."
The film's been shelved, temporarily.
I didn't realize.
Oh, I need one signature
from you, Miss Sherwood,
if you'd sign here.
That's it.
I must say, Miss Sherwood,
from Dr. Harrison's report,
I expected somewhat more
severe behavior from you,
but I see no reason why
you shouldn't be back
in front of the camera in no time.
Those days are over, Doctor.
I only hope she faked... Samantha!
Attendant! Get in here!
Let go of me! Let go of me, I say!
Let go of me! Let go of my hand!
Let go of me!
What are you... No!
Don't do this! Go away!
No! What are you doing?
Get off! Get...
Set her down over there.
Good.
- You all right?
- Yeah.
I see what you mean.
I think you should leave now.
Doctor, I'd like to have a
moment alone with her, if I may.
- Do you think that's wise?
- Well, look at her.
What harm could she do
me or anyone else like that?
All right.
We'll be outside if you need us.
Come with me.
Audra herself couldn't
have done it better.
I think that poor
doctor was in shock.
- He's not the only one.
- Are you all right, darling?
- You almost took my head off.
- Well, the thought did occur to me.
- What a performance.
- Method acting.
- You have to believe it to do it.
- Well, I'm convinced.
Do you really think this
whole charade is necessary?
Well, if I'm going to
play a mad woman,
I've got to know
what it's really like.
Don't you think this
is going a bit too far?
Call it research.
Oh. All for the sake
of a role in the film?
All for the sake of getting it right.
And you as my director,
you should applaud my dedication.
You'd better go.
- I liked you like this.
- Oh, yes?
What sort of women have
you been seeing lately?
None like you.
Samantha, you look beautiful.
Stick to directing, Jonathan.
You make a terrible actor.
I've missed you, too.
I believe you.
Why so defensive?
Oh come on, Jonathan.
Get enough psychiatric
babble in here as it is.
Dr. Pendleton said
that you're doing well.
Crazier than ever.
That's what you wanted, isn't it?
Alice, what a pretty dress.
Never seen you wear that one before.
Oh, it's nothing.
Don't get too many
chances to wear it here.
It's pretty.
May we dance?
I think we better dance.
I like the look.
It's very convincing.
They believe it.
They believe everything.
Are they all so vacant?
The sane ones.
That's how you get by in here.
Well, you can drop all
of this in front of me.
Relax, save it for the film.
So sad.
- What is?
- Even their laughter's sad.
Makes you cry.
Have you ever wanted
something so badly
Well, me, I want to be an actress.
I wanted to be in pictures so badly,
I screwed a guy from Fotomat.
You know when they say
in and out in 24 hours?
He was in and out in 24 seconds.
I am off to a casting session.
Whoo!
Don't you wish you were
going to be there with me?
Now, kind of imagine this...
six actresses going to the same house
to audition for the same part.
Well, it sounds like a lot of
fun if you like blood baths.
I mean, I can see it now,
the actress saying to me,
"Excuse me, but I think that's
my knife in your back."
Single audition for Stryker.
Look, who does he think he is?
I mean, God, who does he think I am?
Relax, lady. The man
has strange ways,
but he gets it done.
Have you seen the script?
It's here somewhere.
- Did you read it?
- I don't read without an offer.
Brooke. Jesus, Brooke.
I mean, if you wait for
an offer from Stryker,
we'll both starve to death.
F*** you. You're the agent.
Get me one.
It was all I could do to get
you the audition, dear.
What you do for me is cash my checks.
Nice work if you can get it, Monty.
Just go see the man, okay?
God, I look like sh*t.
I should look so bad.
- Have you seen the trades?
- The trades?
Yes, have you seen
Friday's "Variety," dear?
You know I never read that crap.
Right.
Jonathan Stryker said that
there was only one actress
in the world who he'd
consider for Audra...
you, cuckoo head!
He said that about me?
Yes, of course he did.
Well, not in so many words,
but that was the general
gist of the thing.
But I thought Samantha
Sherwood was playing Audra?
Samantha Sherwood?
Health problems. You're the one.
That bastard.
left me in the asylum.
If you hadn't sent "Variety,"
I never would have known
he was going ahead without me anyway.
I figured you'd be upset.
What are you going to do now?
Whatever I have to do to get it back.
Well, aren't you in
enough trouble already?
By now, they're bound
to know you've escaped.
Let them come after me.
What I have to do won't take long.
Why don't you just forget about it?
That's the one thing I'll never do.
I didn't help you get out to
see you thrown back in again.
- Why did you?
- You're my friend.
I felt sorry for you.
Stryker's the one you
should feel sorry for.
This time, he's gone too far.
Wow, you didn't put
up much of a fight.
I didn't want a run in my stocking.
This is getting a little boring.
Well, there's always the pizza boy.
No, too messy. Besides,
the pepperoni always sticks to my ass.
That's the only way to keep it warm.
- What about Pac-Man?
- What's that?
Well, a depressed spinster
buys a home video game.
She takes it that night.
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