Extremities Page #2

I'm an artist too.

Poems.

What kind of poetry?

Get up on the bed.

Get up on the bed.

Stand up on the bed.

Get dressed.

What did I just tell you?

Take off the robe.

Turn around.

Christ, you are beautiful.

Beautiful.

Offer me somethin'.

- What?

- Beer.

It's downstairs.

Well, go get it.

OK.

What do you think? I'm f***in' stupid?

Did I hurt you?

No.

Yes, I did. I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry, baby. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

You know what we're gonna do?

Go downstairs...

and get the wine.

OK?

Open that f***in' door now...

or I'll kill you.

Open it!

Do you have anything to say to me?

I'm sorry.

I can't trust you, can I?

- You wanna act like a little dog?

- No. No.

- Know how I treat a dog?

- No.

I'll treat you like a dog, then. OK?

Come on, puppy. Come on, puppy.

Come on. Come on, puppy.

Come on. Come on.

Don't.

Make me something to eat.

- What would you like?

- Steak.

We don't have any meat.

I come home

and you got nothin' to f***in' eat?

We have bacon. We have lots of bacon.

I can make you bacon and eggs.

- Who's this?

- Terry's boyfriend.

Tony?

Yes.

You f***in' throw that butter

and you're dead.

What are you doin'? Huh?

Huh? Makin' popcorn?

Huh?

No.

Take this off. You look like a whore.

Take it off.

It doesn't have to be this way.

- Are you gonna be nice?

- Yes.

Yes! Yes!

Don't make your lips tight.

Kiss me nice.

Nice. Nice.

I said nice.

How'd you get this?

Kiss me and tell me you love me.

- Tell me.

- I love you.

Again. And say it nicer.

I love you.

Again.

I love you.

I like how you say that.

So sweet.

So sweet.

Kiss me. Kiss me.

Touch me.

Kiss me...

and tell me you wanna make love.

I-I love you and...

Kiss me.

- And what else?

- I love you...

- What else, huh? And what else?

- I... wanna... make love.

You wanna make love?

Say it. Say it.

I wanna make love.

- Again.

- I wanna make love.

Oh, God, you say it so sweet.

So sweet.

So sweet.

I... I love you.

I love you. I love you. I love you.

I love you.

Argh!

Where are you?

What did you put in my f***in' eye?

B*tch.

F***in' b*tch. I'll kill ya.

I'll kill ya.

Where are you, you f***in' c*nt?

What are you doin'? Huh?

Where you goin'?

Go ahead!

Go ahead! Call the cops!

You can't prove a f***in' thing!

You got no witnesses.

You got no come up your snatch.

You got nothin', p*ssy.

They're gonna Miranda me and let me go.

Come on!

Come on. Come on!

Go ahead! Get the f***in' cops!

You can't prove a thing!

It's my word against yours.

They gotta let me go.

They lock me up.

I get out.

I get you.

Who the f*** do you think

you're playin' with, b*tch?

Even if they lock me up...

I'll come back and I'll get you.

- Marjorie. Marjorie!

- Don't say my name.

Marjorie, get me out! Get me outta here!

I can't be locked up like this.

Come here. Let me talk to you.

Please, talk to me.

I just wanna...

Let me outta here!

Marjorie, I'm home, on time.

Marjorie.

It's him.

He tried to rape me.

Sh*t. Are you all right?

Please, God, help me.

What did I say about talking?

Jesus Christ, what are you doing?

We've gotta call the police.

- On what charge?

- Rape.

It wasn't a rape.

- Attempted rape.

- You can't prove attempted rape.

You should call the police, now.

Do it.

Animal ripped it outta the wall.

- I'll go in the car.

- No, Terry.

No, Terry. We can't prove anything.

The police have to let him go.

He said he'd come back and get us.

Us, Terry. Me, you, Pat.

You would have found me dead.

Then he'd rape you.

Don't do this to me.

- You have to help me.

- What can I do?

Help me make him disappear.

- Let's wait for Pat.

- We don't need Pat.

- We only need the shovel.

- The shovel?

- To dig the hole.

- Oh, my God.

Choose.

Him or us.

Choose. Him or us.

Him. I-I mean us.

Just dig the hole. I'll do the rest.

- Don't let me see it.

- See what?

- The blood.

- What blood?

I'm gonna drag him out and

put him in the hole and cover him up.

I started the grave between

the tomatoes and the flowerbed.

The ground's soft there.

- I'd rather you dig.

- Then watch him.

- I'd rather you watch.

- I can't do both.

You dig.

Then watch him,

and don't leave him for one second.

Psst!

She gone?

My God.

Come here.

Come here.

Come here.

Terry, my eyes are killing me.

She sprayed some stuff in it.

I don't know why. I gotta get to a doctor.

Really, you gotta get me

outta here. Please.

Terry.

I just asked her to use the phone.

My ice-cream truck broke down.

I wanted to call the office

before the ice cream melted.

You know, you're not being

very smart, Terry. Really.

You ever hear

of a thing called complicity?

All right. That means

you sit there like an a**hole,

and you watch somebody else do a crime.

Marjorie?

- Let's think about this some more.

- Get back in there. I said watch him.

Terry.

I'm not interested

in what you have to say.

And my attorney?

Are you interested in what he has to say?

When you're in the witness chair

and he goes "Tell the court what you did

when wacko was digging

and my client was suffering

and begged you to open the cage. "

And Terry says "Nothing".

And His Honour hits you with croak one

and you go the Iron Hyatt. The wall.

Shut up.

Can I have a sip of that, please?

No.

You Catholic?

What are you gonna say at confession?

"Bless me for I have sinned.

I buried the ice-cream man. "

That ain't gonna go over big.

What's Father gonna say?

"Say three Hail Marys. Don't do it again"?

He's gonna break out the handcuffs.

Will you shut up?

I understand. You're doing it

for your good friend Marjorie, huh?

It's nice, huh,

to have a friend like that, huh?

You borrow her car.

She borrows your boyfriend, Tony.

- What did you say?

- Now you want something from me, huh?

But when I ask you

for a little drink you give me sh*t.

- Tell me what she said.

- Look.

You know, nobody likes

to be the one to bring the bad news.

She's f***in' him.

Goddamn liar.

It's deep enough.

- Help me get him out.

- I'm not gonna touch him.

- You said you'd help me.

- I never said that.

I'll drag him myself. Bring the shovel.

Look.

I don't know what happened here

but I'm not committing complicity for you.

Look, guys. Cherry cheesecake.

It's him.

He tried to rape her again.

Are you OK?

I think so.

How did he get like that?

I did it.

Alone?

Yes.

And you're OK?

- When?

- After you left.

All day?

Where's the police?

- Did you call?

- No.

- Why not?

- Because they'll let him go.

Marjorie, they'll lock him up.

He's not leaving this house.

- I'm going to a booth and calling them.

- You're not going anywhere.

Marjorie, you're in shock

and don't know what you're saying.

I'm not in shock.

I know exactly what I'm saying.

My keys, please.

- Then I guess I'll have to walk.

- If you leave this house, he dies.

Marjorie, you don't really mean that.

- We'll talk about it.

- I'm done talking.

- She's out of her mind.

- Are you all right? What happened?

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