The Loft Page #8

All right? Just go home.

He used her, Chris.

Just like he used everyone.

Everyone.

I'm gonna kill that

son of a b*tch.

Vincent can't sense anything

is up when he walks in.

We have to try and remain calm.

We're gonna get

questioned by the cops.

That's why we can never admit

we're sharing this loft.

Or they'll try to turn us

against each other.

Okay. I think this can work.

As long as we follow the plan.

Chris?

Okay. I'm in.

But only if we know for sure that

Vincent was here last night.

I wanna hear him say it. And if

he does, I'll go through with it.

I'll give a signal...

Break something, a glass.

But nothing happens

until we know for sure.

Understood?

We've got just under two hours

to set everything up

and establish alibis.

I'll take care of it.

You guys get out of here.

Make sure people see you.

You have the

suicide note, right?

I've got it.

You knew what that prick was up

to and you never said anything.

You're just as sick as Vincent.

They met here

on a regular basis.

Vincent hasn't

always been a good friend.

He started seeing her

right after your wedding.

If I'm not mistaken,

he was her first.

You are a total

f***ing psychopath.

I did what you told me.

I didn't tell you to

f***ing cut her open!

That wasn't a part of the plan.

And the Latin on the bed?

Like the cops are gonna

believe that bullshit.

What happened here?

You're framing me!

Oh, f***!

Jesus, swallow it.

My own friends.

My own friends!

Am I gonna die?

No, Vincent,

you're not gonna die.

Sarah lured you here

and drugged you.

Then she killed herself,

with you by her side.

"Fate will unite us."

But you're gonna survive.

'Cause we're friends,

aren't we?

So, you see, it was a setup.

Sarah and I were set up.

The whole thing was staged.

Still sounds a little

unbelievable, don't you think?

Unbelievable.

But it's the truth.

Yeah. My line of work,

you gotta prove the truth.

And you prove it

with facts and findings.

Fact is, we only found your prints

and those of Sarah Deakins.

Yeah, because they

wiped the place clean.

And we have the DVDs

of all your sexual exploits,

with your prints all over them.

Luke made those DVDs. I never even

saw 'em, let alone touched 'em.

Yeah. But we got no DVDs

of your friends.

No DVDs of Marty's wife.

No DVDs of Philip's sister.

No DVDs of Chris' girlfriend.

All right?

Facts and findings,

Mr. Stevens.

And we got no evidence

that you were being set up.

All right. ls there anything

we've forgotten?

Yeah. To follow

the f***in' plan.

Why didn't you just

handcuff her?

She was already dead.

That's still no reason

to mutilate her.

She killed herself!

I just made it more dramatic.

Yeah. Well, you better hope your

dramatics don't put us in jail.

Look. Just lean on 'em

a little bit.

Marty will break.

Maybe Luke, too.

Look. Don't tell me how to

do my work. All right?

We've questioned them all.

I got no reason

to believe they've been lying.

Plus, all your friends

have alibis.

Alibis? Not for this morning,

they don't.

We got Luke Seacord and

Chris Vanowen together at breakfast.

We got Marty Landry

at his office. All right?

Al' his office?

Look, for at least an hour this

morning, we were all in the loft.

So was Phil.

What about Phil?

Actually, he's downstairs right

now with his father-in-law.

Fry?

What the f***'s Fry doing here?

He just gave a statement,

saying that he was with

his son-in-law all day.

That is bullshit!

That is a false statement!

And why would he lie?

Hiram Fry brings

a lot of credibility.

"Credibility"? I saw Fry in

San Diego with some bimbo!

Okay? Phil knew that.

He knew I pressured Fry

into giving me

a waterfront contract.

So you tried to

blackmail Hiram Fry?

Mr. Stevens,

enough of this crap.

We got your prints all over the DVDs,

we got 'em all over the knife.

We got you chained next to the

dead girl on the bed. All right?

Call your lawyer, make a

confession and save your ass!

You're free to go.

I want to thank you

for your cooperation.

You understand we had to check

out your friend's story.

Of course. It's your job.

There's just...

There's one thing

that's bothering me.

Why does Vincent Stevens keep

accusing his best friends?

I don't know.

It bothers me, too.

Hmm.

Could it be, I just wonder,

do you think he's trying

to hide something else?

What would he be hiding?

Sarah Deakins' murder.

Murder?

The detective in the interrogation

called it a suicide.

Well, that's what

it looked like.

But the autopsy report revealed that

sleeping pills didn't kill her.

And her wrist was cut,

but not by Sarah.

Hesitation marks,

those tentative attempts...

The first ones before a suicide

actually slashes through an artery.

The coroner didn't find

those on her.

But Vincent, he would never...

His prints are on the knife.

We didn't find a suicide note.

Is there something wrong?

We didn't find a suicide note.

You have the

suicide note, right?

I got it.

Luke.

Chris. You scared me.

Sure it's smart, meeting here?

I think we have

a problem, Luke.

How so?

Where's Sarah's suicide note?

You put it in your pocket.

Yeah, I could've sworn I did,

but it's not there anymore.

So when did you steal it

from my coat?

When the doorbell rang

this morning?

Surprise visit

from the realtor?

Chris, it's...

It's unfortunate that you

lost Sarah's suicide note,

but I had nothing

to do with that.

I called the agency to ask

who put our loft up for sale.

All they could give me

was a number.

I did call them. I wanted...

I thought maybe that...

It's over, Chris.

We pulled it off.

We got nothing

to worry about now.

But Why'd that note disappear?

The only real proof

of her suicide.

Hello?

Says she's got an appointment

with someone named Sarah Deakins.

Who's Sarah Deakins?

Is it because maybe

she didn't write it?

Maybe it's your handwriting.

Vincent f***ed us all.

You saw...

Yeah, I saw.

All the DVDs that

made everybody crazy

went right along with your

grand plan, didn't it?

But why, Luke?

What did you do to that girl?

Did she get in your way,

between you and Vincent?

Actually, it was Vincent

standing between us.

Is there someone else?

I'm not cheating on you, Ellie.

Sarah, wait!

Forget Vincent. He is

better at games than you.

Always was, always will be.

He's hurting you, using you.

Why are you telling me this?

I'm telling you,

because I'd never hurt you.

If you'd just give me

the chance.

To show I'd never hurt you.

That's right,

you'd never hurt me.

Because I feel

nothing for you, Luke.

I'm sorry.

Maybe in another life.

You were here last night.

Barbara was off skiing.

So I figured I'd find

Vincent here, with Sarah.

I'm sorry.

I waited till he left.

She said I was right about Vincent.

Consoling.

I've gotten so good at it.

I gave her an insulin OD.

It's quick. Painless.

Leaves no trace.

Jesus, Luke.

I did it out of love.

I swear.

And Vincent taking

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