Death Spa Page #3

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You need one.

I'll hang around

until after closing

and see what I can find out.

Do you need me for anything?

One of the reasons that

I left the seminary

for parapsychology,

Mr. Evans,

was the desire to separate

true spiritual phenomena

from fraudulent deception.

There is more to this job than

things that go beep and buzz.

I'll see you at

the club tonight.

You love me, don't you?

I can't do this anymore.

Catherine, we're hurting people.

Yes, you can.

No.

[moaning]

There, that's better.

They're so weak,

and together we are

so strong.

Mr. Evans, a woman

named Marci Hewitt,

a member of your

club is missing.

- Marci?

- Yeah.

Her boyfriend said he

hadn't seen her for two days.

The last he knew she

was going to your club.

Her car was found abandoned in

the neighborhood this morning.

I haven't seen Marci

at least for two days.

What a fantastic

weight reduction program.

People get so thin,

they disappear.

How's the investigation going?

It's going.

Hi, Michael.

Ready to make good

on your promise?

Of course.

Okay, we'll see you

in an hour then.

- All right.

- Okay?

Linda, come on.

The security system

will be off at night,

so you can roam about freely.

Fine.

Enjoy the evening.

Fine.

[crosstalk]

Linda.

Here's a note for you.

You know, what do

you need, a raise?

No.

Almost ready?

Actually, it's so late.

I've got to run.

Do you think you can

handle Michael for both of us?

- With pleasure.

- Okay.

Hey, let me borrow

your hairspray.

Yeah, here. Okay.

Michael?

Michael, are you here?

This isn't funny, Michael.

I'm leaving.

Ah!

What is it?

Turn it off!

Ah!

Oh, my head!

Oh...

Help!

Help me!

Ah! Help!

It's burning!

My eyes!

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Michael?

Did you forget your keys?

Laura, it's David.

David?

What's wrong?

Michael asked me

to drop by

and check out

the home terminal.

One of the programs

keeps hanging.

He never said anything to me

about you coming by.

He's had a lot on

his mind lately.

Laura, it's nice to see you.

I was so sorry to hear

about your accident.

Thank you.

Well, I know my

way to the study.

Wasn't it sweet of Michael

to bring you here?

Yes.

Yes, it was.

It was nice.

How strange for him though

having a woman here so soon

after my sister's passing.

That...That was over

a year ago, David.

It was that long ago,

wasn't it?

A man must get on with

the business of living.

How long will you be?

Do I make you nervous?

David, I know you have

some kind of crazy idea

that Michael

and I were involved

while Catherine was still alive,

but that couldn't be more false.

Laura, I'm deeply hurt.

I have no such suspicions.

And I really liked your sister

even when she was

so mean to me.

I know.

Don't. Don't.

I'm sorry.

I guess I just

want to be alone.

I understand, dear.

I really do.

Huh...

Would you please...

Would you please answer it?

Of course.

David, I didn't expect

to see you here.

Michael asked me to drop

by with the groceries.

I'll take care of it.

Have you seen David?

Oh, no.

Laura?

Are you all right?

Sure, just sleeping.

David came by.

David?

What the hell

was he doing here?

Fixing your terminal.

I didn't tell him

to come here.

What's that little

bastard up to?

What is it?

Hmm?

What's wrong?

You're upset.

I saw a parapsychologist today.

God, I am a nervous wreck,

alright?

I'm almost done,

almost done.

Give me a...

Just making sure the computer

no longer controls

the air conditioning.

So, tomorrow night

instead of Mardi Gras,

we're going to have

a summer hothouse.

Huh, huh...

[sinister laughing]

Ah!

Michael?

Michael.

Come to me.

Come to me.

I need you.

It's so easy. Then we can

be together forever.

Jump, jump, jump.

Moray!

Dr. Moray!

Moray!

Tom!

Open up!

- ls that you, Mike?

- Yo.

Morning, Tom, old buddy.

Morning, Mike.

Why all the good cheer?

Why shouldn't I be cheerful?

My club's being sabotaged.

Laura is temporarily blinded

and my lawyer has got the

cutest shorts I've ever seen.

We don't know it's

sabotage, Mike.

Where did you find this?

Do you know that I've been

looking for this watch

for the past two days?

You don't know when

to quit, do you?

Mike, I don't know what finding a

lost watch has to do with any...

Are you helping Tom

destroy our club?

What?

I found his watch this morning

in the utilities room.

Are you involved?

Michael, I was...

Which one of you put the

chlorine in the steam system?

That could have killed Laura.

That steam room door doesn't lock.

She should have been

able to get out.

And Robert?

And the broken diving board?

Those messages

on my computer?

I didn't know anything

about any messages.

Mike, I think the strain

of the last week

has been getting

to you, buddy.

It all fits.

The computer system fouls up.

I take the blame and you

and your partners buy me out.

Who else is in on this?

It's just the two of us.

Michael, I really am sorry.

David isn't involved with you?

No.

Priscilla seems to know

more about this than I do.

Have a nice day.

We could still get the club.

We just need to

adjust the spa's books.

I've known some real pricks,

but you're the king.

Priscilla, baby.

Take it as a compliment.

Just stay the hell

away from me.

We should stop now.

I see their faces.

I hear their screams.

It's horrible.

Their flirtations annoyed me.

I am tired of

waiting for Michael.

No, please.

I can't.

I don't want to.

We've only just begun.

Oh, please, please, no.

No, no!!!

Looking for me?

Have you seen David?

No.

Are you all right?

Have you seen a guy

named Moray?

Who's he?

Come on.

The minute you find David,

I want you to grab him.

What's up?

Just grab him

and sit on him.

Then find me.

I'm stopping his

bullshit right now.

What do we need? Stereo?

- Lights? Security system?

- Yeah.

We have generator

power for that, right?

Right.

I'm putting the

machines on manual.

And that's the end of that.

I like it.

- Here's my ID card

- Yeah.

If David gets in here,

I want you to be able

to get him out.

That thing stays off.

You got it.

I'm going to break in.

Are you sure this guy

still lives here?

Yeah, he lives here.

He doesn't live here alone.

Yeah.

Lt. Fletcher, homicide.

I want an APB on David Avery.

Male Caucasian,

29-30 years old,

slight build,

about 6 feet tall,

135 pounds,

reddish blond hair,

probably a psycho.

Oh, and get this.

He might be in drag.

Yeah, right.

I knew this guy was a wacko.

I'm going to the club.

Starbody.

Jeffery, Michael Evans.

Oh, hi, Michael.

Has David shown up yet?

No, no.

I haven't seen him.

Go to the computer

room and stay on guard.

Don't let anybody in

except Marvin and me.

Tell Marvin to come to the

front desk and watch for David

or anyone that's dressed like...

like Catherine.

What?

David might be dressed

like his twin sister.

Just get the message

passed on to him.

Okay...

Well, like, I thought he was going

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