The Killing Pact Page #4

Okay.

- Hayley.

- Hm?

- You wouldn't turn

me in, would you?

- No.

- Do you promise?

Thank you.

- Mom, Riana said she

would help me with math,

so I'm going over to her house.

- Jamie, we need to talk.

- Can we do it later?

- It's Jerry, it's your dad.

- Mom, what's wrong?

- Here, come here, honey.

- Mom.

- He...

He's dead.

- What?

- He was killed.

- Good.

I'm glad he's dead.

- I know.

I know.

- It's weird.

I don't feel anything.

- That's not weird.

- I used to hate him so bad,

but now that he's

gone, I don't know.

I can't figure it out.

- Me neither.

- How did he, how did he die?

- The police are

investigating, okay?

- Who is that?

- It's a friend.

He needs some help, so I'm

gonna go and meet him, alright.

- Can I go with you?

- No, you should really

be in school, alright?

- I don't wanna go.

I mean, because of dad.

- Okay, alright, well why

don't you just go ahead

and stay here then.

- I wanna go with you.

- I just, I'm not sure that...

- Mom.

Please.

I don't wanna be alone.

- Are you okay?

Okay, I'm gonna go

and get my friend.

- What's wrong?

- He's just in a

little bit of trouble,

but he's gonna be okay.

Okay.

Kevin.

Okay.

Kevin?

Kevin.

Kevin.

Okay.

- Hi, are you Hayley's daughter?

- Okay.

- I'm your mom's friend, yeah.

What are you guys doing here?

- Um, well.

- Mind if I stick around,

wait for your mom to get back?

- Melanie?

- Hayley.

- What are you doing here?

- We need to talk.

Let's go someplace.

- Where are we going then?

- Your house.

You can give me a ride.

- I'll, I'll get us some drinks.

- Actually Jamie, I

need you to go ahead

and get started on

your homework, alright.

Melanie and I, we need to have

a conversation in private.

- Mom, I.

- Jamie, please.

- I don't have much

homework today, so maybe...

- Okay, alright, you know what,

why don't you go ahead and watch

something in my room, okay?

Come on.

- Okay.

- Thank you.

What now?

- You tell me.

- What happened to Kevin?

- My guess is a heart attack.

- But he was your friend.

- Friends don't turn

on each other, do they?

- I'm not your friend.

Does that mean you're

going to kill me?

- I hope not.

It's your turn, Hayley.

- What?

- Kevin and I kept up our

part of the agreement.

Now it's your turn.

- But I never had any

kind of agreement.

- This would be so much

easier if you would just do

what you said you would do.

- No, I never said that I...

- It was what you wanted.

Besides, if you don't do this,

things will get so messy.

You have such a

nice clean house.

Such a nice clean life.

Such a nice little family.

Doesn't need to get messy.

- Okay.

What do you want me to do?

- Lisa.

She has it coming.

Just like Kevin's boss

and your ex, trust me.

Don't let your

conscience get to you.

- Did Kevin have it coming?

- Don't...

Don't make this harder

than it needs to be.

We have a really

solid plan here.

- Why?

- Why what?

- Why have a plan?

Why pull Kevin and I into this.

You were perfectly capable

of killing on your own.

Why not just take care

of Lisa by yourself.

Why complicate things

by having two, no,

three more murders.

- You ever think

about your alibi?

- I don't need one.

- You sure?

You know I hear stories

all the time about men,

women, all convicted

by circumstance.

It doesn't matter

if you're innocent.

They can prove you

were with Kevin.

At the hotel, you must've

touched doors, doorknobs,

who knows what else.

Kind of suspicious when you

didn't call for help, too.

- I didn't need to...

- Then there's motive.

Huh.

Your ex-husband dies.

Kevin's ex-lover dies.

Well, maybe you killed

them both so you could

be with Kevin, and when

he didn't appreciate it,

you killed him.

- What happened to

the heart attack?

- Well I'm sure an

anonymous tip about poison

can clear that up?

- Poison?

- And that's just one

scenario the police will see.

- Think of your daughter.

Without you she has no one.

You wanna risk that

with whatever the police

might find and believe?

Let's take a drive.

Go down to the theater.

- The theater, why?

- I think that's the

best place to do it.

- No, but see, Jamie...

- She'll be fine here.

Look.

You know what I'm capable of.

There's no point

in backing out now.

It'll just mean

things will happen

that neither of us want.

Don't overthink

this, just do it.

I'll be in your car.

- Mom, what's going on?

- I don't know.

- Does she have

something to do with...

With Dad?

What are you gonna do?

- I need to go, alright.

I'm gonna be right back,

but I want you to stay here.

- No performance tonight.

Come on, I'll show you around.

This is where all the

excitement happens.

My aunt sometimes

likes to go backstage,

not like she needs to

but, she likes to pretend

she has some influence

over how a show turns out.

Honestly, she has no idea how

to run a theater, all the...

- So you can't cover it.

What?

Okay.

Just do the best you can for me.

Okay thanks.

You're here late.

- I, I forgot something.

- Guess what I just discovered.

- What?

- The Andrews Performing

Art Theater is a rat's nest

of incompetency thanks to you.

You wanna guess why, why this

theater is going to fail?

Do you even know what you did?

- Everything I do is for

this theater and its legacy.

- My legacy, thank

you very much.

Do you just go out

of your way to prove

how worthless you are?

You failed to pay the premium

for our insurance bond

in time for it to

go into effect.

- No, I paid as soon as I

could get you to transfer money

into the theater's

operating account.

- Remember clumsy

Gretchen who broke her leg

a couple of weeks ago?

Guess what, she's suing us.

And because of you, our

insurance doesn't cover it.

So I'm gonna take an

allotment out of your salary

every month until it's paid off.

I think that's fair, yeah?

Come out.

Open this.

Careful.

That'll stop a person's

heart in 20 seconds.

It's not cheap, either.

- This is what you

killed Kevin with.

- It's effective.

Listen Melanie, you

still have time...

- At 3 PM every

day my aunt demands

not to be disturbed

for 15 minutes

while she takes a power nap.

And at that time tomorrow,

after she goes into her office,

wait five minutes and sneak

in and inject her in the neck

with the contents

of that syringe.

She'll be dead before

she can make a sound.

Then walk out as if

nothing happened.

Get rid of that syringe.

- Melanie please.

- Come on, I'll show

you where her office is.

There it is.

- And where will you be?

- I'll be out with friends.

Coffee.

Alibi, remember?

- Alibi?

I don't think that

I can do this.

- Hayley, this plan

has gotta work.

For both of us.

You saw that.

You saw what kind

of person she is.

What's weird is, she

wasn't always like this.

When I was a kid, I used

to go over to her house

during the summer.

I used to have so

much fun back then.

I would beg my dad to take

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