The Intruder Page #3
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- 1999
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Nick, are you sure you're not
hiding something from me?
I've got work to do.
I want the locks changed.
Otherwise I'm not staying here.
Okay. All right, fine, I'll have
them changed in the morning.
You promise?
Yeah, I promise. I'm just under
pressure to get this track finished.
I know, I'm sorry.
It's happening all over again.
She's going through the same thing
Stella went through,
remember?
- Seeing things...
- Catherine's seeing things?
Well, yeah. I mean
that's what she says.
She thinks that there's someone else
who has a key to our apartment.
A woman.
What woman?
I don't know.
What do you think the mathematical
odds are of me marrying two
paranoid women in one lifetime?
It isn't a question of odds.
Maybe you're drawn
to women like that.
Women like what?
Maybe you're attracted by
stressed-out women.
Catherine is not stressed-out.
- Yeah, sure.
- She is nothing
like Stella.
Does she know
about you and Badge?
Of course not.
Are you sure? Come on,
women instinctively pick up
on that sort of thing.
Charlie,
Catherine is seeing things.
Yeah, well,
if she's seeing things,
why don't you get her
to see a doctor?
Are you okay?
Catherine, what is it?
Catherine.
Catherine!
Come and see.
What are you looking for?
The brush.
- The brush?
- The brush.
- What are you looking for?
- The brush!
What brush? Catherine!
Hey, are you okay?
Thank you.
I went to the doctor.
I keep seeing things
that I know can't be there.
Really?
What did he say?
That I can stop taking those
migraine pills for a while.
He's right. In the end, pills won't
do any good anyway, they never do.
Unless you want to end it all.
Daisy, where did that come from?
No, I was just...
I guess...
I'm just not myself today,
that's all.
Charlie and me...
I'm just not sure
how things are going.
You and Charlie?
I don't believe it.
You said the guy had
a chip for a brain.
I know, that was just cover.
Fooled me.
Why the secrecy?
I don't want our relationship
broadcast all over the place.
I just wanna be really sure about
him before we move in together.
So you're that serious about him?
Yeah. Yeah, but I mean...
he just won't commit,
and I'm not sure why.
Is there somebody else?
There certainly has been,
hasn't there.
Hi, it's Charlie.
Look, I'm sorry I can't make dinner
tonight like I promised, but...
Something's come up.
I'll call you real soon,
I promise.
I hope you didn't go to
too much trouble.
Hi, Badge.
Yeah, stupid electricity.
Nick will be home soon.
He gets hungry for something
around this time.
And with the power being out...
Are you all right?
I can't see things right
at the moment.
I feel lost.
We all feel lost sometimes.
But in the end,
everything sorts itself out.
Yeah, I suppose so.
Right.
I'm out of here,
if that's okay with you.
You're okay with me.
What are you doing?
Mrs. Girard.
I'm putting in the new locks
your husband asked for.
Oh, yes.
What about the electricity?
That I can't do nothing about.
Some things in life
are beyond our control.
You'll need the new keys.
Of course, how stupid of me.
We all do stupid things
from time to time.
Thank you.
Nick?
Negative!
Who's there?
It's me. Mr. Negative.
How the f*** did you get in?
Well, I just walked
down the stairs
and the door was open.
I'm falling apart.
I'm sure I closed it.
It's easily done when
you've got things on your mind.
It's okay, just leave it.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
Look, I'm sorry this is so last
minute but I've got these tickets.
What are they for?
For? They're for us.
These are golddust.
For Rigoletto?
Who's he, an Italian middleweight?
These are for the big fight.
Just outside ringside.
- connections.
- A fight?
- Yeah, you know, boxing.
- Yeah.
I'm sure Nick'll love to go.
Catherine,
come on,
we wouldn't leave you out.
You're one of us now.
One of us?
What does that mean?
Come on, it'll be a lot of fun.
Disgusting hot dogs, some beer...
You go with Charlie.
I'll stay home and read a book.
Yeah? Okay. It's something you
should try once in your life.
We set?
You got the tickets, right?
- You bet.
- So you're not coming?
No. I'm not big on
hot dogs and beer,
while two guys
are killing each other.
What are you big on?
My own space, Charlie.
- Last chance to change your mind.
- No, I'm okay.
- Yeah? Okay.
- Yeah.
"S. G. Stella Girard.
Monday.
Had my hair done.
A new style which I knew
Buddy would love.
Friday. Had another fight
with Nick after Buddy left.
That's when it happened.
Late at night I awoke
and went for a glass of water.
The whole kitchen looked different.
Like I walked into
someone else's house.
I found a glass of
water with lipstick on it.
Definitely wasn't mine.
When I got up this morning
it was gone.
The three of us went to the movies.
I loved
the film, so did Buddy.
Nick hated it. As usual.
Nick's trying to make me jealous."
He's brought a woman here again,
and he's denying
everything.
She's been here again.
I keep finding her stuff.
Clothes, books, flowers
everywhere.
I can't take this for much longer.
I saw them.
They were all over each other.
Her hair was spread across
my pillow.
At first I couldn't watch,
and when I finally looked again
she was gone.
- Had him in the 4th...
- That's when he should have had him.
- Is she okay?
- I don't know. Charlie,
- go get her a washcloth.
- Yeah.
Easy does it.
Take your medication.
No, I don't want it.
What the hell happened?
I can't tell you.
It was like...
something...
someone.
Someone, somebody was here?
I don't know.
You really should see a doctor.
There was something in here,
Nick.
Yeah, you were attacked by a lamp,
and it looks like the lamp won.
Here.
Why haven't you called
the police?
I called the doctor.
Nick, it's not the pills.
I'm not even taking them
any more.
Why the hell don't you believe me?
I've got something to show you.
I want you to explain this.
Where's the diary?
What diary?
It was on the table.
If you'd like,
I will stay home with you.
What difference would that make?
People come in and out of here
like we've got a revolving door.
I wonder why, Catherine.
I get the locks changed, and then
Charlie tells me you left the door
wide open?
Here. You need to eat something.
I'm sorry, I just thought
maybe you were hungry.
Catherine, I know this is not
a good time to leave
but I've got to go talk to those
I called Badge
to come up here to be with you.
I'm not sure that's
such a great idea.
Why? I thought you
and Badge got along.
Yes, I like her.
God, it's this place
I don't like.
I want to move out of here, Nick.
Move out? We're never gonna find
another place like this.
I don't want another place
like this.
How about some place
out in the country?
Couldn't we look there?
Okay, a place in the country it is.
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