Malicious Page #5

Mom?

What happened?

Mom?

She'll be fine.

We just have to keep

an eye on her for awhile.

In her condition, we can't afford

for her to try something like that again.

Try what?

She overdosed on Maluprim...

high-grade sleeping pills.

They were different from

her own prescription.

I have no idea how she got them.

I do.

I feel awful.

Wish you'd said something.

Marge and I have always tried

to be there ever since your dad died.

I know.

Listen.

She didn't do this to herself.

I know who did it.

So tell me.

It's that woman, Melissa.

Are you sure?

Laura, you've never been one

to back down from a fight.

There's something wrong here.

I don't think you can just blame Doug.

Five minutes.

Doctor Richard Nelson

was acquitted today in Seattle.

He faced charges of physical abuse

against his 12-year-old daughter.

Nelson's Wife Patricia declined

to comment on the injuries.

March 5th, 1994.

Prominent surgeon's Wife Committed.

Doctor Richard Nelson's wife, Patricia,

was committed yesterday

to the Woodrow Institute

by her daughter, Melissa.

Well, you're the first one, actually.

Since her daughter brought her

in here two Weeks ago,

none of the folks around here

can get a word out of her edgewise.

I'll leave you two alone.

Don't expect too much from her.

If you want anything,

I'll be in admin when you finish.

Mrs. Nelson?

Hi, I'm Laura Hutton.

I need to speak to you

about Melissa.

My friend may be in danger.

Mrs. Nelson, if there's anything

that you could tell me

that might help me

understand your daughter...

Did she do this to you?

Melissa...

Hi, Doug.

It's me.

I have to tell you something.

It's about Melissa.

Hello?

Anybody home?

Miss Nelson?

Miss Nelson?

Is anyone home?

The door was open.

Miss Nelson?

Is anyone home?

Earl?

Earl?

Earl?

According to the report,

Melissa had a history

of abuse problems with her father.

Looks like she settled the score on that.

You go with him.

He's gonna take you

to the hospital, check you out.

- I'll call you later, okay?

- All right.

Can I get you a ride home?

No, it's okay.

I got my truck.

Why don't you get some rest?

Someone will look after your mother, okay?

Yeah, thanks.

You son of a b*tch.

Get the f*** out!

Hey! Over here!

Hey!

Over here!

Melissa.

Well, hello, you.

Did we have a little accident?

Looks like you could

use some help.

Melissa, don't f*** around!

What's that I smell?

Is that gasoline?

Wouldn't it be romantic?

Two lovers going up in flames.

Melissa, please.

Just help me get out of here, okay?

Why?

Do you want me to die here like this?

You know, you do have a point.

Having you die like this

wouldn't be very...

fun.

You blew it, f***er.

With her attempt on your life, Doug,

we have hard evidence against her now.

I have the Feds on our side

and have contacted Interpol.

They have traces on her credit cards,

bank accounts, you name it.

She makes a move,

we'll know about it.

And if you don't start taking

care of yourself, I'll know about it.

Marge said you went to work

a week early.

Don't you worry about anything.

Doug, would you follow me out, please?

You keep an eye on your mother, okay?

- I will.

- I know you will.

- I'm just here to see your mother.

- Can I talk to you?

I have nothing to say.

Look, I have something to say.

Please.

I f***ed up.

I f***ed up like I never f***ed up

before in my life.

I made a mistake,

and I'm paying for it.

But she set me up.

She almost killed my mother

and she almost killed me.

Laura, you're the best thing

that ever happened to me.

And it kills me to think

that I threw it away.

I never meant to hurt you.

I'm so sorry.

I love you.

Nice furniture.

Yeah, it's my roommate, Lisa's.

Hey, look.

A VCR that actually has the correct time.

No more blinking 12:00.

What would I do without you?

Thanks.

Well, I guess I'll see you in

a couple Weeks

when I come back for try-outs.

Well, I better hear from you before then.

You will.

You know, this is a big place.

You sure you don't want me as a roommate?

I just need some time.

I got you.

- Bye.

- Bye.

Yeah?

Hold on.

You Doug Gordon?

Phone.

Yeah, hello?

How's try-outs, slugger?

Melissa?

You remembered my voice.

How sweet.

And after all this time.

- Where are you?

- Oh, come on.

The last thing I need

in my life is more cops.

Who said anything about the cops?

Well, then, Why are you so concerned

about my whereabouts?

- I want to see you.

- You're lying.

It's true.

I can't stop thinking about it.

The first night in the car?

The boat.

I close my eyes,

and all I see is you.

Melissa?

I can't stop thinking about it, either.

Are you in Washington?

Why do you care?

Because I want to be there...

with you.

They're looking for me.

We'll have to be careful.

I understand.

Are you sure you want to do this?

I do.

- Okay, swear.

- I swear.

Now swear on Laura's life.

Look, Melissa, do you want

to be with me or not?

Only if you swear on Laura's life.

I swear.

Say the whole thing.

I want to be with you, Melissa.

I swear on Laura's life.

That's better.

Now tell me where you are.

No, I'll come for you.

Hello?

Yeah, hi.

What's the matter?

She's back.

Well, did you call the police?

Yeah, I did.

Just be really careful, okay?

I mean, lock your doors and sh*t.

I think you're being just

a little bit paranoid.

I mean, she couldn't possibly

have any idea Where I am.

All right?

Yeah, okay.

So relax.

Yeah, all right.

I'm sorry.

Oh, wait, hold on.

I was just making some tea.

Oh, here, my roommate wants to say hello.

- Laura...

- Doug, be nice!

Just say hello.

Hi, slugger.

- Melissa...

- Did I overhear correctly?

You called the police?

If you hurt her,

I will f***ing kill you!

Oh, well, Doug,

you swore on her life,

so I guess the hall's in my court now.

Doug said to say good-bye.

Oh, I wanted to talk to him.

He said to say good night.

He has to go to bed early.

Something about try-outs tomorrow.

That sounded close.

I hate thunderstorms.

Ever since I was a child.

Me, too.

Oh, great.

Oh, that's okay.

I think there are some candles

around here somewhere.

Sounded nice.

Huh?

Doug.

Yeah, he is.

We're just trying to iron out a few things,

but we really love each other.

That's nice.

Three years?

God, I envy you.

I was in love once,

but his heart

was in another place.

So what is it that you're

trying to work out?

- I don't...

- What did he do?

F*** some other girl?

Excuse me?

Did he put his cock

somewhere he shouldn't have?

I think I'm gonna go find a flashlight.

Lisa?

Lisa, open up!

The door's stuck!

You scared the sh*t out of me.

Lisa?

Why don't we talk about

Doug's other girlfriend?

I'm at the address right now.

- Good evening, Miss.

- Hello, officer.

Can I help you?

Yeah, I received a call

about a disturbance.

You did?

Anyone else here besides yourself?

No, just me.

I'm all alone.

There's nothing wrong except

that I got a little scared.

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