Sliver Page #4

Something lacy.

Something whorish.

How did you get in here?

The door was open.

I've lived in New York for 10 years

and I've never left my door open.

Well, maybe you did this time.

- Maybe the super did.

- I don't think so. I want you to leave.

He was having an affair

with Naomi Singer.

Maybe she smelt like flowers, too.

Maybe you two

use the same spermicide.

- I'm calling...

- She was seeing a shrink.

She told the shrink about your boyfriend.

And after Naomi was murdered,

the shrink told the police.

He's not my boyfriend.

Oh? Well, what the hell is he, then?

The neighborhood florist?

I saw you two in the lobby together.

I'm not blind.

My God, you really do look like her.

She died right here.

She went off that balcony.

You don't really know

what you're dealing with, do you?

He's f***ed up.

He's so very, very sick.

You don't believe me, do you?

All right. Here.

You call Lieutenant Hendrix.

Go on. Ask her.

Your boyfriend owns the building.

I bet you didn't know that, did you?

I'll bet he didn't tell you, did he?

Yes, he did.

You know how difficult it was

for the police to discover that?

This guy has more false fronts,

more high-powered attorneys...

than Richard f***ing Nixon!

You know what I think?

I think you can't write anymore.

And I think you're making this up

to hide the fact that you can't.

I'm sorry for you, Jack.

I really am.

But if I ever find you

in my apartment again...

I'm gonna have you

thrown out of the building.

Goodbye.

Are you hungry?

- I've already eaten.

- Liar.

You're afraid of me.

Do I look like a girl

who would be frightened of you?

I did sort of come on strong yesterday.

Well, I came on strong, too.

Do you want to go out for some truffles?

Truffles?

- Now?

- Yeah, why not? I love truffles.

- I don't have anything to wear.

- Wear what I sent you.

Meet me downstairs in one hour.

Hurry. One hour.

- Taxi!

- Did you think I wasn't coming?

No.

I knew you wanted me to think

that you weren't coming.

You look good enough to eat.

- Are you ready to order yet, sir?

- Not yet, thank you.

Very well, sir.

- Your check, sir.

- Oh, thank you very much.

- What?

- Nothing.

You like playing games, don't you?

I like playing games

with people who like playing games.

What game do I like to play?

Scrabble?

I hate Scrabble

because I'm awful at Scrabble.

- I like poker, though.

- So do I.

- Would you like to play?

- Now?

Right now.

The police came to see me today.

Found out I owned the building

and were asking all sorts of questions...

about the wiring.

I had such a terrible day,

I couldn't get any work done.

Are we playing poker now?

We're about to start.

Did you like the bra and panties?

Yes.

Are you wearing them?

Maybe.

I think you are.

Show me.

- Right here?

- Right here.

I'm sorry. I can't see that.

I'm nearsighted.

Can you see this?

Yes.

What about the panties?

Panties?

Yes. The panties.

Are you wearing the panties?

Forget it.

I win, you lose, this game.

I can't tell.

I win, you lose.

This game.

Are you ready to order yet, sir?

Where are we going?

- Thirteen.

- It's an unlucky number.

It's an unlucky apartment building.

Good night.

Put these on.

I wouldn't want you to catch a draft.

I'm okay. I'm pretty warm down there.

See you soon.

Zeke?

Zeke?

Hello?

Damn you. You left the door open.

You knew I'd come.

I thought we came together.

Did you and Naomi come together?

I hardly knew her. I told you.

She told someone

you had an affair with her.

That's crazy. She came on to me once.

Maybe she fantasized.

I heard she had an affair

with your friend.

- What friend?

- Your writer friend, Jack.

- Who told you that?

- Your neighbor Vida.

She told me at your party. No big deal.

If you stay,

you could wake up in my arms.

We could kiss to start the day.

I could make you breakfast.

We could go for a walk in the park

and hold hands.

Am I scaring you again?

I don't wanna get hurt.

Hi. This is Vida. Leave a message.

Vida? Vida, are you there?

It's Carly Norris.

Vida, I need to talk to you

about something.

Can you give me a call?

It's really important.

- Hello?

- Jack, it's Carly Norris.

Hi.

Look, clearly this is

none of my business, but...

Vida told me that it was you...

that was having an affair

with Naomi Singer.

That's bullshit.

Vida tell you that?

No, I think your boyfriend

told you that, didn't he?

Vida didn't tell you that, did she?

Hey, Vida.

Hi, I got your message.

I'll call you tonight.

I've got a job and I'm really late.

I just...

I just wanted to...

Look, I don't wanna get caught in there.

- Vida, I wanted to talk to you.

- Yeah, I'll call you later, okay?

Well, okay.

Sh*t.

F***ing building.

You just lie there. Be still.

Are you happy now? Are you happy?

Carly?

Oh, Jesus!

Carly, don't run!

Did Miss Warren know Jack Landsford?

I think so.

Because I saw Jack and Vida

on the street.

- When was that?

- About a week ago.

Jack was giving her some money.

This isn't your knife, is it, Jack?

I don't think so.

Hey, Jack, you know Vida Warren?

No. I mean, yeah.

I met her once at Carly Norris' party.

You're somewhat of a player,

aren't you, Jack?

With the ladies, I mean.

I date, sure.

So do you, McCracken, you hump.

- Were you dating Vida Warren?

- No.

Oh, Jack. We got a problem.

We found these pictures of you

all over her apartment.

Those are my publicity photos.

I keep them in my desk.

He set me up.

- God damn it, he set me up!

- Who set you up, Jack?

Zeke Hawkins, the guy in 13-A.

You talked to him yet?

Well, why would he want

to do that, Jack?

A woman.

A woman. What woman?

Naomi Singer. Remember her?

- The suicide?

- Yeah.

You got any idea why this Singer

woman would wanna kill herself, Jack?

No. Hey, you guys know me.

I'm trying to find out. That's my craft.

Were you seeing her, Jack?

Yeah.

I mean, we got women dying all over

the place around you, don't we, Jack?

- Hey, f*** you, McCracken.

- Hey, f*** you, Jack!

Back off, McCracken, will you?

- Mac.

- Take it easy, Jack.

- Jesus Christ.

- You tell him to take it easy.

What's the matter with you guys?

You know me. I didn't do this.

- I want my attorney.

- All right.

You spent part of the year

up in Montana.

You got some kind of a ranch

up there, Jack?

Yeah, so what?

- What's the name of that place?

- The name?

- Yeah, the name.

- The Flying L.

The Flying L, huh?

You parking your horse

in Vida Warren's closet, pardner?

- I want my attorney down here now.

- All right.

- I want him now!

- You'll get him.

The D.A.'s gonna charge him.

He will make bail.

He's coming back here, isn't he?

We'll know it if he does.

How will we know?

He could be there right now.

Let's see if he is.

Come on.

You know my mother was an actress

on the soaps?

She used to spend

most of the year in LA.

I used to take a cab home from school

and watch her on TV.

That was just about my life with her.

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