The Vanishing Page #3

She's left Jeff.

She's moving out, and she

will not be found here again.

So don't look for me, forever.

You reached Jeff Harriman

and Jeff's twisted ego.

Rita Baker no longer lives here.

She has left Jeff.

Rita! Rita?

Oh, sh*t.

Hi, you've reached 555-8767.

Please leave a message.

Hello, Jeff.

I'm the man you're looking for.

I'm Barney.

Son of a b*tch!

What did you do with her?

Where is she?

What did you do with her?

Tell me!

Where is she, Barney?

Kill me if you want.

You have every right.

Beat me to a bloody pulp.

But if I die, you'll never know.

- I'm sorry. Were you done?

- Tell me where she is!

There's only one way

for you to find out.

- How?

- One.

How?

Come with me.

Where?

In my car for a drive.

To where? Diane?

Come with me.

Tell me, is she dead?

I'm offering you this one chance...

to find out everything.

I warn you, I've taken precautions.

If anything happens to me,

or if you speak to anyone...

you'll never know what happened.

I'm leaving now...

with or without you.

I'll go with you,

but you take me to Diane!

Sh*t!

He'd be such a great guy.

If he wasn't monumentally f***ed up.

Lynn, come here, come here.

I hope he hasn't changed it.

Listen to the message.

- You've reached...

- He changed it.

- Leave him a message!

- Wait a minute.

Hello, Jeff.

- What?

- I'm who you're looking for.

- Oh, my God!

- I'm Barney.

- What?

- Oh, my God!

Hungry?

I hope you like roast beef.

I've thought a lot about meeting you.

- I've wanted to right from the start.

- Did you rape her?

I'm not a rapist. It's important

that you understand that.

Then what did you do to her?

Let me tell you a story.

When I was 15,

it was an ordinary day...

I don't wanna hear your damn story.

I couldn't give a sh*t.

I wanna know what happened to her.

Then you'll want to

listen to the story.

You want to listen carefully.

Sometimes the devil

is in the details.

Now, once, when I was 15...

it was an ordinary day...

with my ordinary home

and my ordinary life.

Something willed me to

the edge of the balcony.

I wondered if I had

the courage to jump.

I kept waiting for something

to stop me. Anything.

But nothing did.

And so I jumped.

Everybody has had that thought

at one time, but I did it. Why?

Because you're a nut case.

I wanna know where Diane is!

You're still not listening.

Be careful.

The answer will slip by you.

Go on.

I lead a very normal life.

I work. I have a home.

But then, one day...

on vacation with my

family in California...

There's a little girl in the water!

Hurry! She's drowning!

Wow!

I jumped in without thinking,

just like when I was 15.

Once again, nothing stopped me.

I didn't want to save her. I wanted

to be a hero for my daughter.

You're the bravest man in the world.

I love you, Daddy.

In that moment,

she thought I was a god.

That would make most people

feel great, but I panicked.

- What does this have to do with Diane?

- Diane was an experiment.

Saving a life made me a hero,

but did it make me a good person?

I had to prove to myself

beyond a doubt...

that I was as capable of

evil as I was of heroism.

Real evil.

The worst thing. Or I wouldn't

deserve my daughter's love.

You're f***ing insane.

You killed Diane.

For me, to kill is not the worst

thing that I could imagine.

There's more to know.

Tell me what happened.

I won't say a word.

You won't because if you do

you won't get what you need.

- Something wrong, officer?

- You have a broken taillight.

I don't know what to say.

There's nothing criminal on the tape.

We'll conduct a search, but he

has to be missing 24 hours first.

Twenty-four hours? Jesus!

What is this? Gotta give

out parking tickets first?

Lynn, please.

How much have you had to drink?

One after another.

Get that taillight fixed.

Yes, officer. Will do. Thank you.

Drive safely.

- Problem?

- Your seat belt.

- I'm claustrophobic.

- Just put it on.

Yes, sir.

Miss Carmichael? It's Rita!

Are you there?

Please come to the door!

I need to talk to you!

Magically delicious.

Miss Carmichael!

Can you come to the door?

What's the ruckus?

You're gonna wake Elvis.

Great. Miss Carmichael,

this is very important.

Did you see Jeff here today?

Did you see anything unusual?

- You mean the fight with Barney?

- Yes!

What fight? Tell me about it.

Nothing to tell.

Your boyfriend was whopping

that man's head...

got in the car with

him and drove off.

Oh, God!

Okay, what else? Do you

remember anything else?

Yes, come to think of it, I do.

- Something odd.

- What?

In the middle of everything...

that leprechaun popped

off my Lucky Charms box...

and started dancing around.

"Magically delicious!"

Thank you.

If you wanna know the license plate

number of the car, let me know.

Wait, wait, wait.

It's very urgent. Please!

I'll be one minute.

One minute. Please? Thanks.

- Sir! Sir, my car was stolen.

- Your car was stolen?

The license plate is 155INY.

I've already been to the police.

Mrs. Cousins? Helene Cousins?

Yes...

You may still have my old address.

1804 Northwest Everett Drive.

- Seattle.

- New one. Thanks.

You gotta fill out this form.

I was having no success.

My methods needed to be rethought.

And then...

my family gave me a little

party on my birthday.

Okay, move in.

Right, little closer.

Smile!

- Happy birthday.

- Happy birthday, Barney.

Blow out the candles, Daddy.

Thank you.

Forever.

More?

I'm afraid to open it.

Let's see.

What happened to me?

- What happened, Daddy?

- You fell off the balcony.

And that's when it dawned on me.

It wasn't the lure that had to

be stronger. I had to be weaker.

Excuse me.

I've opened mine with a

barrette a million times.

- This way?

- Yes.

Bless you.

Excuse me. I have to go to the

men's room. I don't feel so well.

I'd given up for the day.

It was comical.

I didn't trust myself not

to laugh the next time.

Fate, Jeff.

If I hadn't sneezed...

- I'm sorry.

- Quite all right.

I was just wondering if

you had five singles.

Three ones.

Just a normal single you could trade

me for my mangled one. Thank you.

Could you...?

Sorry.

Thank you.

Okay, now let's see if this works.

This is your lucky day.

I can feel it.

Thank you.

That's a beautiful bracelet.

Thank you. That's the

symbol for infinity.

I suppose it means

it'll stay forever.

Well, it's a nice thought.

My boyfriend would really

appreciate something like that.

Where'd you get that?

I rep them.

I handle sales for the

whole Northwest Territory.

Wow!

If you promise not to tell the

next time you're in Paris...

I'll let you have a sample for cost.

- They're in my car.

- Really?

With a new product...

it's a good idea to have people

seen wearing it around town.

- Twenty-two bucks.

- That's cheap.

If I told you the markup we get for

these, you'd die. You want one?

Yes.

Right this way.

There they are.

Please.

They're called "tiles" in French?

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