Never Talk to Strangers Page #2

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I don't have any liquor in the house.

Had I known you were coming...

You were such a sweet little girl.

So pretty.

I was hopin' to stay on the couch tonight.

Every dollar counts right now.

I'm sorry, Henry. This isn't convenient.

Not convenient? This is some family.

Why not try calling me "Dad"?

I don't think you're being very reasonable.

You show up out of the blue.

I haven't seen you

in I don't know how long.

What am I supposed to do?

Just drop everything?

You don't seem pleased to see me.

I'm a sick man, angel.

And I'm not gonna be around forever.

I am pleased to see you.

Do you have plans for Christmas?

Maybe I could do it here...

cook a turkey.

Don't put yourself out.

Here.

At least I can pay for your motel.

You don't have to do that.

Call me. We'll make a plan.

Bye, angel.

- I need some vodka.

- I don't have any.

- Sure you do. Come on.

- No, I don't.

- I saw some in the...

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Are you coming, Cliff?

- I'll be right there.

- I don't have any vodka.

- I hate vodka.

- Well, she loves vodka.

Good. Is she even old enough to drink?

- What do you guys talk about?

- Who said we talk about anything?

There are other ways

for a man and a woman to relate.

Right. You can just smell each other.

Somebody must have given it to me.

Who would that be, like, Yeltsin?

Anyway, thank you for not having it.

You saved my life.

Hello. Oh, hi.

Of course I remember. La Tache, '61...

a memorable year.

That would be nice.

Tony? Who's Tony?

What do you mean,

don't let the elevator scare me?

Okay. Top floor, 63.

Great. Okay.

I'll see you tomorrow night. Bye.

Now what is that? You have a date?

I have a wine-tasting.

- Well, how many people?

- Two.

La Tache, '61.

- You're a bad influence.

- How bad?

Well, here I am,

getting drunk with a stranger.

- A stranger, huh?

- You know what I mean.

You need more wine.

And you never heard from him again?

Not a word. One minute

I was engaged to be married to Benny...

and the next, he was gone.

You mean he split? He ran out on you?

He didn't leave a note. Nothing.

What a sh*t, huh?

So what exactly does

a surveillance consultant do?

- Kind of what it sounds like.

- A bodyguard?

Yeah. That's how I started.

Now I sell security devices...

alarm systems, car alarms,

motion sensors.

I suppose my job's about

making people feel safe.

- You're good at it.

- You think?

I have a feeling nothing bad

can happen when you're around.

I like that. Thank you.

- Is New York your hometown?

- No. I'm from Albany.

That was way back.

My mother was killed when I was five,

and we moved away.

Killed?

Yeah. A car crash.

I'm sorry.

I don't really remember

anything about it.

I was raised by my aunt in New York.

What about your father?

He was always away.

He's a traveling salesman.

- He was always on the road.

- Must have been lonely.

I guess.

Never knew any different.

The only memory I have of my mother...

is of her reading to me at night.

She used to climb

right into bed with me.

I remember her.

I really miss her.

I'm sorry. I'm being ridiculous.

- It suits you.

- Being ridiculous?

Being not so in control.

You look different today.

What is it? Your sex life pick up?

Good morning, Max.

I didn't think I'd see you again.

I thought you'd made up

your mind about me.

- Why did you think that?

- Because you're very judgmental...

for a psychologist.

Is that why your attorney

came to see me?

He's a f***ing idiot.

- I told him it wouldn't work.

- Wouldn't work?

I told him you weren't the kind

of person to be intimidated.

- You were right.

- Good.

You've got principles. I like that.

If we had more like you,

this world would be a better place.

Max, I wanna ask you

a little bit more...

about these voices

that you say you hear.

That I say I hear. See? You're being

judgmental, and you don't even know it.

And that's not good, Sarah.

It's not fair!

You're absolutely right. I'm sorry.

- Let me rephrase the question.

- You do that.

But I'm still gonna know

that you're not on my side.

- I'm not on anybody's side.

- Oh, no, Sarah.

If you're not for me, you're against me.

Hi, Sarah. Just thought I'd call, so...

I can't wait to see you tonight...

so I'll pick you up at 7:00, okay?

Oh, it's Tony, by the way. Bye.

Yes!

Son of a b*tch.

I'm impressed.

- You get your pick.

- What do you want?

- I don't care.

- She'll take the tiger.

No, not that. The giraffe.

- Here you are.

- Thank you.

- So cute.

- I really figured you for the tiger.

Good thing I am not a shrink.

One on the nose! Win a stuffed animal!

- Where'd you learn to shoot?

- Three shots for a buck!

What about you, buddy?

I was a cop.

- What?

- I was a cop.

- Three shots for a buck!

- In Puerto Rico.

Really? That's surprising.

- Who's next? Try your luck?

- Why did you quit?

Three shots for a buck. On the nose.

The hours.

- How about another try?

- What about you shoot the rest?

- Oh, no.

- Oh, yes.

No. I hate guns.

It's just a try. Come on.

Just try. For fun.

- Go for it. Come on.

- It's not really fun.

Yeah. It is. Come on.

All right. No, it's okay. Do it again.

You need to get both sights lined up.

This goes here.

Now kill the clown.

Go for it. Come on.

Come on, Sarah. Yeah!

It's all right. What's wrong?

Do you want a doctor?

- Can you stand up?

- I don't know.

All right. Come here.

It's all right.

I'm going to let you here.

- Okay.

- All right. Yeah.

Just a second.

Okay. It's all right. Let's go.

Hey. I made you some camomile tea.

- A cop who makes camomile tea.

- That's me.

Tony, did you send me flowers?

Flowers.

No. Was I supposed to?

Yeah.

Yes.

Wish I had.

Must be another admirer.

I think I should go now.

Sarah, is this a nice way of dumping me?

- I just think we should slow down.

- You mean stop?

I mean it...

It's hard for me to trust people.

Me too.

- So I'm gonna go.

- Wanna go?

Fine.

Go. Be my guest.

But I don't understand

what the f*** is going on.

- Don't talk to me like that.

- I can't make you out.

One minute, you're all over me.

The next, you're pushing me out.

- I was never all over you!

- Well, it seemed that way to me!

- Oh, f*** you!

- No, f*** you!

Hey! Wait!

You forgot something.

What else?

That's how I like my men.

- Yeah?

- Wet...

and naked.

Come here.

Come on, Sandy.

- Maura?

- Yes, Dr. Taylor.

Do you know anything

about this hand-delivered note?

It was in with all your other mail.

Winter storms blanketed

parts of the Northeast yesterday...

resulting in highway closures

in several states...

along the eastern seaboard.

Road crews worked through the night

in many parts of the region...

Come on, Sarina.

That's right.

- There you go.

- Following one of our top stories...

accused serial killer Max Cheski

remains incarcerated awaiting trial...

whole the defense maintains

he is not guilty by reason of insanity.

And yesterday, the prosecution's

only witness OD'd on crack cocaine.

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