Shattered Page #4
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- Year:
- 1991
- 98 min
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Tell him Jack Stanton's in town,
he called my wife, and...
Did you get all that?
Yeah. The b*tch just got him.
What?
The dog just bit Gus.
Yeah, yeah, I'll tell him.
Lydia, can I borrow your car
for a little while?
My battery's dead.
Sure, Mr. Merrick.
The keys are under the seat.
Merrick residence?
Hi, this is Laura
at Demo's Pharmacy.
Just wanted to let you know that
Mr. Merrick's prescription...
That's not for us, Twigs.
Patience, honey. Patience.
Can't keep Firemouth
with Green Terror...
when they're spawning.
The rival females
try to kill each other.
Oh, yeah...
I did a little checking
on that old shipwreck.
Interesting.
It seems you guys are gonna have
quite a battle to get rid of it.
Yeah. So, did you get
any phone calls?
Sure. I had a great morning.
I reread all of "Animal Farm."
Did you ever read "Animal Farm,"
Mr. Merrick?
Yeah, sure. George Orwell.
Mr. Orwell's simple tale
against their human oppressors.
Boy, would I sing
to see that really happen.
Take your ship, for instance.
Do know what your guys
are gonna do with it?
They're gonna tow it
a mile out of U.S. waters...
and sink the sucker!
The fact that it's full
of toxic waste...
doesn't seem to bother anybody,
except, of course, the fish.
But fish don't buy condos,
so who gives a sh*t?
Hello?
Is this Judith Merrick
of 114 Summit Way?
Yes.
This is Western Union
in San Rafael.
We have a telegram for you
from a Jack Stanton.
Do you want me to read it,
or should l...
Yes, read it.
"Unable to reach you
on the phone...
"without interference.
"lmperative I see you today.
"Send telegram...
"care of General Delivery,
San Francisco."
Signed, "Jack."
Dan.
Jenny.
I have to talk to you.
There's something
I have to find out.
Is Stanton in town?
Yeah. He's been trying
to reach Judith.
I knew it.
Judith came over to see me
on some pretext...
or rather, doing her
"best friend" routine.
She's trying to find out
how much I know.
She's ready
to make her move, Dan.
She's got you right where
she wants you, like a child...
no memory, no history.
Why...
Jenny, please.
My God, this is so crazy.
Well, she won't
get away with it.
- Oh, jeez.
- Did you get my fax from L. A?
Oh, yeah.
Listen, tomorrow night,
soon as I get back into town...
we sit down, dinner,
we hammer out a deal.
OK, but what are we doing
with this shipwreck?
Done! We dump it tomorrow.
Oh, do me a favor.
Keep your hands off
the office machines, huh?
Dan, it's Mr. Klein on line 2.
Hello?
Hello, Mr. Merrick?
It's Gus Klein.
Be outside in two minutes.
Get ready for some action.
Why? What happened?
Aw... sorry.
Nancy, do me a favor
and get a hold of...
what's-his-name
down in site clearance?
- Abe?
- Abe, yeah.
Give him a call and tell him...
to hold off moving
that old shipwreck tomorrow.
You drive. I got to work.
What's up?
This. Come on.
Let's get this machine
on the road.
Golden Gate.
Jack Stanton...
care of General Delivery...
San Francisco.
And the message?
"Dear Jack...
"I was surprised
to hear from you.
"If you're in some kind
of trouble...
"I'll try and help.
"But please understand...
"my husband and I
are together again.
"I'll meet you today, 5 P. M...
"at our hotel."
"At our hotel..."
The Hacienda, right?
My guess is,
whatever they're up to...
they're up to in the bedroom.
I'll follow them
and plant this outside...
so we can monitor them
from the car.
Hey.
What the f*** am I doing?
I'm looking through a lens.
OK, so now where's Romeo?
That's what he looked like
nine months ago.
Same location.
The same lens.
Great.
Hey...
I was there, too, Dan.
A long time ago.
You were married?
Yeah.
Yeah, right.
When it ended,
I was walking around...
feeling like I was a package
of broken glass.
Nice car.
Yeah, yeah.
1968 Dodge Coronet.
212-thousand miles.
Its original engine.
All right.
Yep, that's our boy.
OK, you stay here.
He's coming back out.
Start her up, Dan.
Roll it.
You gonna open it?
Not unless you got the key...
it's padlocked.
Well, how the hell
did he get through?
I don't know.
You OK?
Look what that son of a b*tch
has done to my car!
Hey...
Take it easy!
This car's an antique!
You're telling me...
it drives like one!
Jesus!
You're gonna break her
to pieces!
Oh, no! Slow down, will you?
Well, get out of his way!
OK, you bastard,
you want it, you'll get it!
For Christ's sake, Dan!
Aw, f*** him!
Oh, my God, we're done!
Oh, look.
Look at this.
Oh, sh*t.
I'm sorry.
Hey, I'm really sorry, Gus.
I'll make it up to you.
Time for the cops, huh?
Yeah.
But first I want to talk
to Judith on my own.
You understand.
I just hope she does.
No, no,
I'm not talking revenge.
I'm talking about the woman
who nursed me back to health.
I just don't understand...
I don't know...
why.
Spare yourself the pain.
I spent years trying
to figure out what went wrong.
Got me nowhere.
I still need
to talk to her, Gus.
Yeah...
Just in case.
Freeze.
Don't move.
Jesus.
There is no Stanton.
You shot him.
You were drunk, Dan.
At the Scotts' party,
we had a fight.
I made you take me home.
Then you went really crazy.
I ran upstairs
and called Stanton for help.
He came over, and you...
we got rid of the body.
Then we had the accident.
No, I don't believe it.
Dan, I tried
to keep it from you...
but you hired
that damn detective again!
I had to play Stanton...
to convince him
that Stanton's still alive.
You tried to kill me today!
Don't you see? We had
to get Klein off the trail.
What, am I going crazy here?
I saw both of you
go in that hotel.
You saw me go in.
I got changed, and then
I went out the back door...
where I had the Porsche parked.
You dressed up like Stanton,
and you almost killed me.
Now you're telling me
that I killed Stanton.
Wait a minute.
"Before the accident."
That's what you said?
Yeah.
You f***ing liar!
Jack Stanton was alive and well
and in my office...
sending a fax
five hours after the accident!
That was me! I sent the fax...
to make believe
Stanton was still alive.
Why did you think I checked out
of the hospital so goddamn fast?
To start covering for you.
The first morning...
paying Stanton's bill
at the Hacienda...
sending the fax...
hiding his Porsche
in the garage...
and not knowing
if you were dead or alive...
but praying and, God,
working...
to protect you
if you were alive.
I love you, Dan.
Haven't you learned
that much by now?
There's nothing
I wouldn't do for you.
Nothing.
But then
you brought back Klein.
Don't you see?
You hired someone to find out
that you're a murderer.
You hired somebody to send you
to the gas chamber.
Why...
why didn't you tell me
any of this before?
In the hospital?
"Hi, Dan,
I brought you some roses.
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