The Last Seduction Page #3

- Bye.

Wendy, I'm sorry

I walked in on you in the bathroom, I really am.

What you walking so fast for?

A woman loses 50% of her authority when

people find out who she's sleeping with.

- That's a crock.

- It's a university study.

Great. Listen. This place is not like that OK.

Around here we're not like that.

Time to shut up!

Get your hands off me!

What's your problem, Mister?

What is this - the corporate dark ages?

Did you see that?

What are you saying?

I'm saying I don't have anything more to go on.

Damn.

Hey. That's my retail business.

Like I got a choice.

I don't like being around this.

- Who is it?

- I'm here to see the Doctor.

Nice place.

What can I do for you?

I need to lose some weight.

I mean, gotta go on a diet.

Well, ThinFast.

ThinFast.

- What about it?

- You tried it, you a**hole!

Oh, right. Didn't work.

I think you'll like this.

Charming business.

Hey, it's just trying to keep up with the interest.

Now, you were saying?

I got no more to go on.

What - you aren't quittin' on me are you?

Well you're not payin' my expenses. I can't afford

to go around half the state carrying her picture, man.

The name Bridget Gregory is ringin'

no bells up there.

- Maybe she changed her name.

- Maybe definitely.

Unless you figure out what she changed it to

we got nothin'.

She wants back here. She wants it bad.

She probably is back here.

Now why don't you tell your friends to watch out for her?

If you find her, I'd be glad to separate

her from the cash.

Hey man, you've been big.

You really want to stop it with that.

Harlan!

Wendy Kroy.

It's her name

It's the one she's using now.

You're flailing, man.

No, no, no. I know her.

She's got this crazy talent

where she can write backwards.

New York. Backwards.

The city.

It's all she's thinking about.

Wendy Kroy, Wendy Kroy.

You are beautiful.

- I got your note.

- 5 days ago.

- Apology appreciated.

- Apology expired.

A woman has to protect her standing at

the office. You know that.

Look, I was wrong to touch you but you were

wrong to send me to the gas chamber.

So, maybe I over-reacted a little bit.

You... wanna see my new place?

On your back.

I thought we were going to be more than sex

partners. I thought we were going to be friends.

And this entails?

Talking, sharing, clueing me in to whatever

it is that makes you run so hot and cold.

- Can I trust you?

- You know you can trust me.

OK. Here it goes. Someone steals a million bucks

but, there's a dilemma - she spends it.

Ah, you see this is exactly what I'm talking about.

You're scared to talk about real things.

You're scared to reveal yourself.

Tell me something I wanna know.

Tell me what brought you to Beston.

I don't know Mike. What brought me to Beston?

You're so god-damned intuitive, you tell me.

I tell you what Wendy.

Why don't we talk about me, huh?

Good.

I'm er, I'm a claims adjuster.

I talk to all different types of people in my job.

Some are happy to be hearing from me,

some are scared to death.

A car's been stolen, a child's operation's been botched.

They tell me things that they don't tell anyone else.

It's very intimate.

It's boring.

No Wendy, it's intimate.

I talked to a woman the other day whose

husband just died in a car accident.

It was just a fifty grand payout,

but she said if she knew it was that much

she'd have killed the guy herself years ago.

Said it was the best thing that

ever happened to her.

You see what I'm saying?

I talk to this lady for 20 minutes,

and I know more about her than I know about you.

Her husband sounds like a real gem.

Actually he was a son of a b*tch.

I could tell from his credit report.

You can't tell that from a credit report.

Sure you can.

You can tell lots of things from a credit report.

Yeah? Like what?

He had three credit cards, authorised to three

different women, none of which were his wife.

What else?

They lived in the suburbs but there was an apartment,

in his name only, in the city.

- She wanted him dead.

- She was happy when he ended up that way.

Uh-huh. He was cheating on her and you could tell

from the credit report.

Pretty much so.

We can make a list.

A list?

It's like when I got here

- they were gonna use the phone book to prospect some customers. It was a total waste of time.

Why's that?

The phone book's random. You gotta make a list tailored

to the people who are more likely to buy your product.

Mm-hmm. And what type of list are we trying to make?

A cheating husband list.

What do you wanna pitch to cheating husbands?

Nothing. I wanna pitch to their wives.

Why?

Murder.

Murder? Oh, that's very nice...

Your customer said she wanted her husband dead, right?

So, there must be others.

- And you're just gonna sell it to 'em?

- I'm going to try.

There. Men carrying credit unavailable

to their spouses

but available to women other than their daughters.

Owning a home, and renting an apartment

in the same Metropolitan area.

- It's a big list.

- It sure is.

Cross-reference it with inter-state policy owners

of quarter-of-a-million or more.

- Why?

- Profit incentive.

How much? Quarter of a million?

Done.

244 names.

Dial the first one.

- Excuse me?

- Dial it.

I just wanna see if I can do it.

He's home. Next.

Hello, may I speak to a Mr Vincent?

Sh*t. I think I woke her up.

Oh, it's late.

Cross me for Pacific time.

I'll do it.

Yes, may I speak to a Mr Samuel Renford please?

Oh he's not?

Oh, I assume I'm speaking with Miss Sally Lindo,

authorised user of his First Bank

credit card?

Oh, I'm sorry Mrs Renford.

Please stop crying ma'am.

I'm sure there's a good explanation.

Oh, I see. He's done it before?

Well, you know,

you shouldn't let him get away with this.

Well, I know what a friend of mine did.

Yeah, she had her husband killed.

Yes, there are people who actually

specialise in such cases.

Of course there are risks involved

but there are benefits.

Well, does he carry life insurance?

Yes, I could put you in touch with the right people

but I would have to know you were serious about this.

A definitie commitment.

Mrs Renford you do know I'm kidding, don't you?.

You channel that anger and give him

a nice kick in the balls when he gets home.

Good night.

It's do-able. Your turn.

No thankyou! This is your game.

Our game. You said you wanted to be more than just sex partners.

I do.

Commonality Mike. We don't like to have the same kind of fun.

This is fun?

Yeah, it's bending the rules,

playing with people's brains.

Yeah, well whatever er...

We can go to my place afterwards.

Your place?

- I thought it was your place, your space?

- I have more space now.

You're sick.

You're really sick.

Tell me about your wife.

How'd you know?

I didn't.

That's a good trick.

Tell me.

Not much to tell.

It happened when I lived in Buffalo.

One of those sudden horny things?

You could say that.

Her idea?

Between f***ing?

What's her name?

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