Schizo Page #6

My word against yours.

Who thought that a six-year-old girl

could be such a little liar?

No one would have thought that, would they?

Things are different now,

aren't they, Jean?

You're gonna to tell them

the truth, aren't you?

Aren't you?

You've gotta tell 'em the truth.

I don't know what you mean.

I don't know what you mean!

You can't, Jean-- don't pretend.

You're a good pretender.

But you're not good enough for me.

Because I know you, don't I?

(gasping)

And now you want me to think

that you don't remember.

But you do remember, I know you do.

You remember what happened15 years ago.

Your mother and me were upstairs--No, no!

You were downstairs painting, weren't you?

I don't remember!

You do, you do remember!

You do, Jean, you remember.

(crying)

You remember.

You remember!

(echoing) You remember! You remember!

(jar breaks)

(slapping sounds)

(Maria) Ooh!

(Haskin) Another one! Yeah!

Drunk again.

Oh, you bastard, stop it.

Stop it, you bastard--(moaning)

Oh, you animal.

So boring, my bloody husband was,

Mmm, mmm--

Oh, you're so crazy.

(panting and whispering)

(Maria moaning loudly)

You lovely whore, you tight-bodied b*tch.

(moaning and laughing)

Oh, come on.

Gonna give you something real.

Take me, take me--

(moaning)

(both panting)

Jean!

Go away!

I'll punish you!

Go away, do you hear me?

I mean it, I'll punish you.

(voice echoing) Punish you, punish you--

Get out, get out, get out--

(voice echoing) Get out, get out--

(sounds distorting)

(screaming)

(distorted voices and music)

(Haskin) Jean, Jean!

(screaming continues)

No, stop!

(sobbing)

You're mad!

None of that ever happened!

No, it didn't!

You know it did, Jean.

You do remember.

I knew you would if I reminded

you gradually

with the blood and the picture

and the broken glass.

You think I'd take any notice

of your stupid tricks?

I had to frighten you into confessing.

It was the only way.

You've got to tell them the truth, Jean.

Get away from me, get away.

You're not well, Jean.

You're not well.

You're two different people.

One doesn't know about the other.

I suppose you don't even

realize you've killed again.

Don't say that.

They knew too much, so they had to die.

You killed them.

It was you!

It was you.

What about the woman?

No!

Mrs. Wallace is alive,

I know she is, she's alive!

Did you put her in the cupboard

with all the other weapons?

No!

Jean, we've got to go.

No, no!

(screaming)

(gasps)

(Haskin screaming)

(gasping)

(gasps, falls silent)

(gasps)

(panting)

(metal scrapes, Samantha gasps)

(sighs deeply)

(screaming)

(groaning)

(door opens)

(man whistling)

(women talking and laughing)

I'll bring you back a coconut, anyway.

There's a card here from Mrs. Wallace.

What does she say?

Uh, "Weather gorgeous, people delightful,

may stay longer than planned,

may stay for good. "

Do you think she means that?

Well, I hope not.

This place is gonna fall apart if she does.

Well, I suppose we can

always get somebody else.

Well--

You finished packing?

There's another case--shall I get it?

(Beth) You will send me a card, won't you?

As soon as we get there.

Yeah, I've heard that one before.

No, I will, I promise you.

That's what you said

when you when to Majorca.

Things are different now, aren't they?

Beast.

You know how lonely I get.

I bet by the time we get back

you will have fixed yourself up.

Well, it's not that easy, you know.

Sam was very lucky.

And you're very lovely.

Can't get randy like that anymore.

I can always try.

Come on, stop your prattling.

Get going, you're gonna be late.

Right, right, right.

All done.

Have we got everything?

Oh, I think so.

I wish we could find the key

to that cupboard.

There's nothing in it.

Yes, all the same, it's annoying, isn't it,

not knowing where the key is?

Come on.

Right.

No spiders in that case, are there, Beth?

(Beth laughing)

(jet engines whining)

Bye, Alan!

Bye, Sam!

Bye, Alan!

(echoing) Bye, Alan! Bye, Alan! Bye, Alan!

(voice fades)

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