Mrs. Winterbourne Page #6

or I blow your head off!

Will you stop watching the damn TV?!

Future will be what we make it.

Holy sh*t! Oh, my God! Jesus Christ!

I didn't do it!

I just came to scare him!

I didn't even know it was loaded!

It went off!

He was already dead!

We could've discussed this problem.

Believe me, Bill.

He was dead when I got here.

- I do.

- How'd you know I was here?

I got here first, then...

followed you.

- Why'd you come?

- Paco...

followed him last night.

I came to...

To do what?! Oh, Bill, you didn't!

No, no, no. Of course I didn't!

All right. If neither of us did it...

then let's call the police.

No, let's just get out of here, okay?

- Wait!

- What?

Come on!

Come on!

Let's get out of here!

Sh*t!

- Come on.

- Forget it.

- You don't believe I didn't kill him.

- Nope.

Damn it. We'll never trust

each other again.

I trust you.

You shouldn't.

I've lied to you ever since we met.

You don't have to tell me.

- Yeah, I do.

- Honestly, I don't care.

You don't even know who the hell I am!

I'm not Patricia Winterbourne.

I didn't even know your brother.

I met him once...

with his wife before the crash!

The hospital screwed up.

I didn't have a place...

- Okay, Connie.

- How could it be okay?

- What?

- It's okay...

Connie. I knew all that.

What?

I didn't know all the details, but...

You knew?

It's okay.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- What is this?

I've been going out of my mind!

Now we got a dead guy!

And Bill knew all the time!

- I didn't think you'd kill him!

- I didn't kill him!

All right...

maybe I should've been

more forthcoming.

I'm not exactly Miss Honesty

in this relationship.

I was afraid to tell you.

I thought it'd scare you away.

I fell in love with you...

not with your name.

I wanted to tell you so many times.

First I was just afraid,

but then Grace...

If she found out Hughie

wasn't her grandson...

So I committed this major fraud

and...

tried to marry you

under false pretenses.

- How do you feel about that?

- All couples have secrets.

- So, did you kill Steve?

- Nope.

If I'd known he was trying

to hurt you, I might have.

- What are you supposed to call me now?

- Anything you like.

I like Connie.

I like Connie too.

Glad to see you. Welcome.

Alison, be careful!

Welcome.

It's a glorious day, isn't it?

Hello, Father. Lieutenant Ambrose,

Boston P.D.

Oh, my! Oh, my!

- The ceremony may be delayed slightly.

- Something wrong?

Your mother seems to be

confessing to a murder.

She must be crazy.

Sit down! Sit down! As you were!

False alarm!

Save the organ!

Soon!

I just decided that offing him

would be more effective.

Are you sure you don't want

a lawyer present? You should.

Can't you confess and go to jail?

Mother, what are you doing?

I'm confessing, Bill,

to the murder of...

- Steven DeCunzo.

- Exactly.

You can't. She's protecting me.

- She has no lawyer.

- I told her.

- I'm who killed him.

- No, I am. He was blackmailing us.

- I payed him off.

- With this?

- Which she signed?

- I shot him!

- He's lying, I shot him.

- No, no! Wait! Wait!

- I suppose you shot him too?

- Yes, I confess.

Those of you who shot him,

how many times?

- Three times!

- ...the magazine!

Where did you?

- In the chest.

- In the motel.

- Who wants to take this one?

- I do.

- How far away were you?

- I stood across the room.

- And I'd do it again.

- No.

He was shot in the heart.

What are you all talking about?

I just came about the check.

We got the killer in the car.

Jesus.

I don't know what's going on...

but if I commit a crime,

I'll wish I was from this family.

- Are you sure?

- You want me to be wrong?

We got the gun, the fingerprints,

even a confession.

Although there seems a sale

on those today.

- Why did he do it?

- It's a she. Some lover's thing.

He knocked her up, tried to dump her.

I wanna see her.

How long do we sit here?

What're you looking at?

- Do I know you?

- Yeah.

Oh, yeah. The b*tch out in the rain

with the quarter.

Didn't you die?

Yeah.

Looks good on you.

I'm sorry.

One of us was bound to whack

the bastard. I was the lucky one.

You guys gotta learn

to wait for lawyers.

I wanna hire her a great lawyer.

One specializing in

"I-did-it-can-you-blame-me" defenses.

Did you know her?

Yeah, I knew her real well.

Can I speak with Patricia alone?

It's okay.

Who was Steven DeCunzo?

The baby's father.

I was never married to Hugh.

I barely knew him.

I wish I had.

What?

I've been lying to you.

I should've told you the minute we met.

- But with your heart...

- What truth?

We didn't have any place to go.

I didn't want him

to grow up like that.

This is the only home I've ever had.

I fell in love with you all

and didn't wanna leave you.

I'm just so sorry

he's not really your grandson.

He will be.

My heart could stand four more of these.

Really?

Do you, William Hazard Winterbourne...

take Patricia to be your wife...

to love, honor and cherish for

as long as you both shall live?

I do.

Do you, Patricia, take William

to be your husband?

To love, honor and cherish

as long as you shall live?

No.

Do you have a ring to...

Excuse me?

I, Constance Helen Doyle...

do all that.

Just...

do it.

Do you have a ring to show

as a symbol of your love?

I now pronounce you

husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Mr. Winterbourne.

Mrs. Winterbourne.

He's married.

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