Single White Female 2: The Psycho Page #2

Holly!

I honestly didn't mean

for this to happen.

Didn't mean for this to happen?

You don't f*** someone

by accident, David.

Listen.

I was drunk...

...and you'd run off to Chicago,

and the press event went...

You were drunk?

- You're such a prick.

- Holly... God, don't.

Don't what?

Don't believe your roommate...

...when she sends you on

a bullshit meeting?

Don't trust your cheating boyfriend not

to screw around while you're away?

Don't throw away any chance

of a relationship for a quick f***?

It wasn't that quick.

Please, Holly. I made a mistake.

You both did.

And you're both gonna pay for it.

Hey, Holly. How was Chicago?

Bring me the morning paper.

And hold my calls.

You okay?

I will be.

So do you know CPR?

Sacred Orifice. My band.

We rehearse every Tuesday

and Thursday.

And on the weekends.

We're about to get a record deal.

- Hi. You must be Holly.

- Hi.

It's nice to meet you.

Thanks for letting me stop by.

Oh, I have a couple

good applicants already...

...but you sounded

so desperate on the phone.

- Is it that obvious?

- Come on back.

You don't play in a band, do you?

No.

- What do you do?

- I'm in P.R.

- Oh, that must be fun.

- Well, most of the time.

But I'll bet you get a whole lot more

satisfaction out of your job.

My mother was a nurse,

so I sort of fell into it.

She always said "There's nothing

more rewarding than helping people."

Wow. This is beautiful.

- How long have you lived here?

- Six years.

It's mostly old people in the building.

You hardly ever see anyone.

It's like I have

the whole place to myself.

I can't believe anyone

would ever leave this place.

- What happened to your roommate?

- New boyfriend's.

When the right man comes along,

it's like old friendships never existed.

She left without paying

last month's rent.

- I'm sorry.

- It's history.

You have a boyfriend?

Not anymore.

I caught him cheating

on me with my roommate...

...in our apartment...

...after she sent me on a fake

business trip out of town.

You work with her?

I have to face her every morning...

...until I get my promotion.

Then I'm gonna fire her.

I would have killed her.

I've thought about that.

But I'm more angry with him.

I just thought there was

something special about him.

That maybe I loved him.

It's so humiliating when

you love someone...

...who sleeps with your roommate.

I'm sorry.

That is way too much information.

- I am so sorry.

- Don't be.

This is your room.

- My room?

- You need an apartment and a friend.

You can move in

whenever you want.

Oh, thank you so much.

I will be the best roommate

you've ever had.

And I promise never to sleep

with your boyfriend...

...no matter how cute he may be.

Be careful.

There goes their tip.

What have you got in here,

a dead body?

I used to move around

when I was a kid.

Everything I ever needed

was in here.

Now, it's mostly filled with junk

I can't bring myself to get rid of.

Was your dad

in the military or something?

I never really knew my dad.

He left before I was born.

So it was just you and your mom?

Until I was 7.

Then she got remarried, and there was

a house full of evil stepsisters.

Something like that.

- It's the third one. Not too far.

- Okay.

Okay. Here we go.

- It'll be safe down here.

- Is this all your stuff?

Yeah. Awful, isn't it?

Please don't tell everybody

what a pack rat I am.

- Yeah.

- Okay, just...

Slip right in...

...on the side.

- Okay.

Why do you have all this stuff?

It's nothing. It's where I keep all the

things I don't want the world to see.

- How's the new place?

- I love it.

Good. Mr. Rifkin wants to

see you in his office ASAP.

I'll be right there.

Nice work on

the restaurant account, ladies.

David Kray signed the paperwork

with us this morning.

You must have made a very strong

impression on him, Holly.

He asked for you to take the lead

on the opening.

I handled the press preview

flawlessly, Mr. Rifkin.

- I'd like to continue what I started.

- Client requested Holly.

Yes, well, did Holly mention

that she and David Kray...

Thank you.

I don't know what's

going on between you...

...but we need a sensational opening

for the restaurant.

And I expect the two of you

to work together to deliver that.

Go.

You left some plates

when you moved out.

Keep them. I'm not interested

in going back there.

Did you think you were

gonna get that promotion...

...by setting up one of your

f***-buddies as a new client?

He wasn't a f***-buddy.

I was in love with him.

Well, then I did you a favor because

it wasn't that hard to get him into bed.

You are such a b*tch.

It's your game we're playing, Holly.

I just leveled the playing field.

You're gonna regret

f***ing with me.

That's a promise.

I told him I couldn't give him

a second chance.

You were too smart to fall for that

"please forgive me" bullshit men do.

It's sad, though.

I wanna forgive him.

I really loved the guy.

Fortunately, I never

actually told him that.

You're better off without him.

- Maybe.

- Hey, taxi.

Guys like David, they're more

trouble than they're worth.

God, I need some retail therapy.

This place really isn't me.

No, come on.

I come here all the time.

- Perfection.

- Yeah?

Yeah.

Will you need shoes to go with it?

Try it on.

No, I couldn't.

Oh, come on, Wade.

Wouldn't that look great on her?

Fabulous.

It costs more than I make in a week.

It'll be my treat. Come on, try it on.

- I look...

- Stunning.

I don't have any place

to wear something like this.

Come to the restaurant opening

with me. You can be my date.

Really?

You'll be doing me a favor.

I could use a friend there.

It means a lot that you would

want me there. Thank you.

It'll be fun. Just be there by 9...

...and I'll have all the

meet-and-greets out of the way.

You look beautiful.

Did you get some food?

Zucca's hors d'oeuvres are

coming out now.

- Hi. You made it.

- Good to see you.

- You look great.

- I hope you like truffles.

- How's it looking out there?

- It's gonna be fine.

- I need amazing.

- You had amazing.

You don't handle amazing very well.

You know, I'm having

a hard time living with that.

Well, at least something good

came out of it then.

Yes, but I already told you,

your name isn't on the list.

I'm with Holly Parker.

She asked me to come.

- And who are you exactly?

- I'm her roommate, Tess.

She didn't say anything about

inviting her roommate tonight.

Right there. "Holly Parker plus one."

I'm her "plus one."

Look, Tess...

This isn't the party for you.

Just put the dress back

in the closet until the prom...

...and everything will be all right.

Oscar?

Frank Brusselier, Sasha McGann...

Nicholas Quirke from Dining Out.

How did you get all these people?

It's what I do.

I saw your new roomie tonight.

She looked like she was dressed

for a bar mitzvah.

Tess was here? I didn't see her.

- Well, that's because I didn't let her in.

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