Pet Page #4
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- Year:
- 2016
- 94 min
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The fingerprints are easy,
you can use a carob for that.
After the teeth,
you need to scatter them.
Dumpsters, in water, whatever.
Just not all in the same place.
And then there's
just the body to worry about.
He's not gonna fit
in the incinerator.
Well, not like that.
Do you want to practice
with me what to say?
Hey, Mrs. gundy,
it's Seth.
Sorry to call you so late.
Um, yeah, Nate asked me
to watch the front
while he ran some errands
and he's still not back yet.
I don't know where he went.
Oh...
Okay, good night.
Sorry.
How do you feel?
I don't know.
Disconnected.
Like it happened
to someone else, you know?
The first time's
always the worst.
There is no first time.
It was an accident.
- I told you.
- You know what always got to me?
It was the questions.
I remember in the beginning
was what if she had a pet?
It's poor little doggie
just sitting by the door
waiting for her to come home.
But all that goes away.
the more you remember
the parts that you liked.
How it made you feel.
Like you were in control
of your life
for the very first time,
That's not how it was.
But the only problem is
that sooner or later
it all goes back to normal.
All of a sudden you're nothing
special, you're just you.
Stop, okay?
And that's when you
start to wonder.
How far you'd have to go
to get that feeling back.
It's not the same.
There is no shame in accepting
what you are, Seth.
I did it, to keep us safe.
I had no choice.
Didn't you ever wonder why
all the girls in the world
but you get a hard on for me?
And you think that's, what,
a coincidence?
You and me,
we were born to do this.
Don't act like you know
I know that a normal person
finds a murder confession
and goes to the police.
Not to petsmart.
Oh, yeah, "excuse me, officer.
You see that girl over there, the waitress?
She's Hannibal Lecter.
You know how I know? I broke into
her apartment and stole her sh*t."
Think that'll work?
Oh, and so plan b is kidnapping?
'Cause the f***ing alternative
you hurt someone else.
Mm.
Good thing no one got hurt.
I told you...
I told you.
It's an accident.
Face it, Seth.
lives, you like this.
You like having
that kind of power.
Deciding who lives, who dies.
Holly, it's not too late.
I can save you, please.
Please.
I can save you.
Maybe you're not
supposed to save me.
Maybe I'm suppose to save you.
Don't, don't.
Seth, please help me,
I'm so cold.
Please make me warm.
Can you help me,
can you please make me warm?
I thought you love me.
I do.
I do love you.
Holly. Holly.
Holly.
I'll come back as soon as I can.
- Oh.
- Seth.
This is detective Mira.
Something wrong?
Is there somewhere we can talk?
So, you work with Nathan, yeah?
Yes.
When's the last time
you saw him?
Wednesday, I think?
Wednesday evening.
Yeah, he asked me
to cover the front
while he ran some errands.
- What kind of errands?
- Um, he didn't say.
Uh-huh. And this
would be about...
What time?
9:
00, 10:00.Something like that.
He leave out through the front?
Yeah.
The front door, you sure?
Yeah, why?
Well, here's the thing.
The front door operates
As you know, it records
each instance in or out.
time someone opened that door?
4:
00.That's 4:
00 am.- Huh. - And you said it
was what, 9:
00 or 10:00pm?It's kind of weird,
don't you think?
No, maybe I'm
remembering it wrong.
He could have left out the
side door, or loading docks.
Loading docks?
Oh, sure. Yeah.
You and Nathan friends?
Well, we worked together.
He was a nice guy and all.
Until he tried to get you fired.
What? Oh.
That is not what happened.
Nate and i were friends.
Oh, now you're friends again.
Or you were friends, past tense.
That's the second time
you said that.
Well, you know what they say.
First time 's confusion,
second time's confession.
What's this about?
Standard procedure.
So now, he asked you
to cover for him,
this is what Wednesday night,
nine or ten?
Did he say where he was going?
I think he had to meet someone.
He got a phone call, something.
It's funny, because
And the last person he
talked to was his girlfriend.
5:
32 that afternoon.Hi.
Gotta eat something.
Holly, come on.
Come on.
Come on, don't do this.
Now I know what you're doing.
It's not gonna work.
Just talk to me, please.
It's over, Seth.
I don't understand.
Because if you can't help me
if you can't give me
what I need, then no one can.
Tell me, tell me what you need.
You know the answer.
You put me in a box.
That's not love,
that's ownership.
You didn't give me anything.
All you did was take.
I can't let you out.
- You know that.
- I didn't ask you to.
Then what?
What do you want?
Proof.
Proof?
- A finger.
- A what?
A finger?
My finger?
No.
No. No. No. No.
This is f***ed.
Can't you see that?
This is totally f***ed.
No. I'm trying
to save you here.
And I'm trying to let you.
Well, you can't
ask me for that, Holly.
And I'm not gonna do it.
I used to think
i was the only one.
Even when I was a kid,
i still knew.
That if they ever found out,
my family, my friends...
If they knew what I really was,
they'd run the other way.
And so you learn to...
Blend in, to fake it.
After a while,
you don't even notice
But then...
Someone comes along,
someone like you.
Even if he just
doesn't know it yet.
And all of a sudden,
you start thinking,
maybe it doesn't
have to be this way.
Maybe I don't have to be alone.
And so let go of the rope.
Because this person,
he's not gonna let you fall.
You know it.
At least that's what you
keep telling yourself.
The whole way down.
Don't come back.
If that's all i am to you,
if I'm just a pet.
Then don't come back for me.
Don't come back for me.
If I do this for you,
then you'll believe?
Yes.
This is wrong.
Seth, you love me.
There is nothing
more right than that.
You're almost there.
Open the door.
- What are you doing?
- Open the f***ing door.
You're already down
a finger, Seth.
How much more
are you ready to lose?
Get back.
Holly.
Wait.
What are you doing?
Shh.
I believe you.
You do?
Do you...
You saved me, Seth.
Of course i love you.
But you know what that means.
Holly.
Don't leave me.
Oh, god.
You've been working
- I know, I'm not saying
- I'm not excited.
It's like great
to get that call.
- I just... - I figured you'd
It's a big deal,
getting published.
It's just a vanity press, it's
not exactly "the new yorker."
Screw that, it's still awesome.
I'm proud of you.
I thought you didn't
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