Thr3e Page #7

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- Now!

- I never saw Sam.

And outside the hotel,

it was you in the car.

- I never actually saw her.

- Let's go.

But it's not true.

I'm bleeding.

- Are you?

- Yes.

- Yeah, she's real.

- And Kevin's bleeding and he-

Wait. Why are you bleeding?

You didn't get shot!

That's a bunch of psycho crap.

Your book is crap.

You couldn't even figure out

who the Riddle Killer was...

and he's right in front of you.

- Kevin, listen to me.

- They're real. It doesn't-

It's not true. It's- It's-

I believe they are real.

Time's up. Kill her.

Kill her now!

But I confessed. I confessed that

I locked you in that closet.

You confessed nothing!

All right, Kevin. Empty the trash.

Do it.

Kill her. Kill her now!

No, Kevin. It's not Balinda

you want to kill. It's him.

You want to kill the evil inside yourself.

Do it!

The sin is that you're him. What falls but

never breaks, what breaks but never falls?

It's night and day.

It's you.

She's the one that locked you in the room.

She filled your head with a bunch of trash.

Kevin, he can't pull

the trigger unless you do.

Shut up!

Kevin, in your thesis you wrote about

the three natures of every human being:

The good, the bad-

And the soul struggling in between.

I'll kill you all!

You also wrote that we're powerless to win

the struggle on our own.

We could take the bus together.

I love you.

Me- Me too.

Good-bye.

Stop it!

Kill her now!

I'll kill you!

You can't.

You're me, Kevin.

Confess it!

Confess it, Kevin!

You're me! Kevin, you're me!

I hope you lock him up

and throw away the key!

Let's get out of here.

Kevin studied the Riddle Killer.

He copied his techniques.

- "He's right in front of you. "

- He's holding a camera.

We should have noticed someone

taking photos of the crime scene.

L- I'm looking for anything

about my brother.

Hey, you're that lady

on the book cover.

- Some guy brought this by for you.

- Roy!

- Go, go, go, go!

- Freeze!

- Freeze!

- Don't move!

Hands where I can see 'em!

- Freeze!

- Keep your hands where they are.

Careful. Careful.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

You clean up pretty nicely.

I see they got all

the bits of Roy off.

You took pictures of Kevin Parson.

Why?

I intended to pay him a little visit.

I can't stand copycats.

Get him out of here.

You got it.

Get him out ofhere.

That's it.

Another couple ofhours

and we would have caught on...

that Sam Sheer never had a daughter,

that Kevin rented Samantha's car.

There's so many holes

he couldn't have kept plugged.

And since it was Slater

who caused the bus explosion, not Kevin...

will the court take that

into consideration?

I hope. I mean, a place

like this is better than prison.

How long will he be here?

It's up to the courts to decide.

And the person that caused it

all goes scot-free.

Balinda.

Kevin grew up in a world...

of shifting realities...

with no absolutes.

He created good and evil.

Samantha and Slater.

It's a battle we all

have to struggle with.

It's a battle we're powerless

to win on our own.

You mean, we need the power

of a Samantha?

We need the power of God.

How are you feeling?

I'll talk to you later, Sam.

I'm just kidding.

I'm good.

Good.

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