Single White Female Page #3

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- We should've paid you last Friday.

- Barbara will handle it.

Not till I give her the word.

- I hope you're satisfied with me.

- So far.

But this is it.

There ain't much more.

A little fine tuning, that's it.

I would like

to meet your colleagues.

I was thinking

of keeping you to myself.

- What are you doing?

- You're just so tight.

Mitch, please, don't. That's enough.

Look...

I've been a good boy, haven't I?

And you've been a good girl.

We have nothing to prove any more.

This is your last chance to play

before you're an old married lady.

Let me turn around, okay?

That's better.

Just a second.

F***ing b*tch!

Take this.

I can't believe

I didn't see it coming.

- It's just so humiliating.

- The problem is you're too nice.

Men are pigs.

I don't care how nice they seem.

You always fall for that.

But what I did...

It was like something inside

taking over. It was scary.

No, don't turn this around. You're

the victim. He should pay for this.

He'll pay. I set up my programmes.

He'll have to eventually.

It's not about getting paid,

it's about getting even.

You don't understand. It's the

contacts more than the money.

I took the job for the word of mouth

and now that's gone.

- He's put me back to square one.

- Only if you let him.

- What can I do?

- Allie...

Of course, Sam's away.

I didn't want to say anything...

How he could go

the day after Buddy died.

Especially when it was his fault.

- May I speak with your husband?

- Who are you calling?

I know it's late. Tell him it's

Allison Jones, he'll take the call.

Listen, you pathetic sh*t. Do you

want to hold on to your business?

No, you listen to me, a**hole!

If you trash me around town, you're

f***ed and your family is, too!

It won't just be you.

Let me tell you, he is pissing

in his p. j.'s right now.

Gee, Hedy, I hope

you never get mad at me.

- Hedy, we really have to talk.

- I have a surprise for you.

I'm not up for this today.

It'll be fun. It'll make you

feel better, I promise.

And I'm paying.

It'll be fine, come on.

You've got to be kidding.

- You should've asked first.

- I wanted it to be a surprise.

This feels so good on my neck.

I didn't think you'd mind.

I'm going to take a shower.

Ellen Besch.

AUTOMATED MAIL:

PO BOX 72810, NEW YORK

NINE-YEAR-OLD BESCH TWIN

DROWNS AT FAMILY PICNIC

Sam!

I LOVE YOU, ALLIE

SAM:

Do you want me to fix you something

before I go?

No, thanks.

I'm going up to visit Graham.

- I love myself like this.

- Have fun.

I love myself like this.

Taxi!

Don't lose her.

She has something of mine.

- Do you want to play?

- No, thanks.

- Come on, Jim.

- Allie, regular or diet?

- Diet.

- Something's different.

Jim, you look like

my sister's boyfriend.

- Jesus, Allie, what is it?

- You've got to help me, Graham.

Allie?

I'm home.

Allie?

It's like looking atmyself.

Andshe lies.

I found a shoebox in herroom.

Nothingshe told me is true.

She said hertwin died atbirth.

It was in an accident

when she was nine.

And she stole a letter

that Sam wrote me.

- I have to do something.

- Get rid of her.

Call the police ifyou have to.

You've got to getherout

You're right. I'll tell her tonight.

I can't just throw her out

on the street.

- She needs help.

- Do it tonight.

I feel responsible for her.

I'm the only one she has.

Either she's gone by Saturday,

or I go to the police, okay?

- That was very impressive.

- I can be butch when I have to.

I've got a friend who's a shrink.

Maybe he can help her.

- When I talk to her, she may leave.

- Do you want to sleep here tonight?

Don't tempt me. I just needed

to talk it out. Thanks.

- She's not going to chase me out.

- When's Sam coming back?

- Tomorrow.

- That's good.

This is a little embarrassing, but

now we're letting our hair down...

Those old air vents between

our apartments carry sound.

It's a weird acoustic thing.

What do you hear?

Oh, no!

- I'm sorry.

- I should've mentioned it sooner.

You're sure

you want to go down there?

Yeah, she's my problem.

I'll handle it.

Thank you for the tea.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Hedy?

This is serious. I know you

can't diagnose over the phone.

I don't know what hypervigilant is.

I've never met the woman.

She could be

infantile or paranoid, whatever.

I'll go down and call from there.

She can tell you better than I can.

Thanks.

So you might hear from us.

Love to Jack.

And you're not charging me for this.

Carmen...

- Allie!

- Goodnight.

Hedy?

I'm sorry...

Wait, take it easy.

We just want to get you some help.

Please...

I didn't do anything wrong.

- Take it easy.

- I didn't do anything.

Mr. Besch, you don't know me,

my name is Allison Jones.

I think my room-mate Hedra

is your daughter. Ellen.

I'm not sure, really.

She's been

under a lot of stress lately...

I'd rather not get into this

on an answering machine.

Could you please give one of us

a call? You must have the number.

It's 212-555-9814.

Don't say I called.

Hedy?

Hedy?

What?

- Are you all right?.

- I can't hear you.

I was starting to worry.

You've been in here so long.

Do you want some camomile tea?

Yeah... that'd be great.

I'm not feeling really well.

Mine always comes

when I'm wearing something nice.

Are you crampy?

Sometimes tea helps.

Something warm. We could talk.

About what?

About Sam and I

wanting this place for ourselves.

You need a long engagement

to make sure you can trust him.

Frankly. that's my business.

I'm sorry, but it is.

It's me, isn't it?

I'll change, Allie. I can change.

No, that's not it at all.

You've been a good room-mate.

This is the man I'm going to marry.

I want us to live together.

He will cheat on you again,

that's a promise.

And when he does,

don't come running to me.

I've had it with you.

You're so f***ing weak!

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Allie?

- Is it Sam?

- Ellen, is thatyou?

Talk to me oryourmother.

We miss you. Come home.

Don't call here again.

We'llstop sending the cheques.

No doctors this time,just come.

Obscene phone call. New York!

- Find someone else, jerk!

- I'm expecting a call from Sam.

Just for a while.

Sam will call back if it's busy.

I'm sorry, Allie. It's no big deal.

I'll find some other place.

- I don't want you making a mistake.

- I understand.

- We'll still be friends.

- Sure.

- Allie?

- No, it's Hedy.

- Where are you?

- I just got in. Is she asleep?

- Yeah, do you want me to wake her?

- No, tell herto surprise me.

- I'll tell her.

- Goodnight, honey.

Goodnight, Sam. Sleep well.

Allie, what are you doing here?

- Allie?

- No, not Allie.

Hey, sleepy guy.

I knew it.

- Knew what?

- I told her.

Guys like you don't change.

You can't be faithful.

And now she'll know.

She'll know what?

That you came up here and pretended

to be her? What is this hair?

You're n her clothes.

You're wearing her perfume!

You knew it was me.

You knew and you didn't care.

I think she should know that.

You think she's going to thank you

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