To Die For Page #6

one of those.

- She really stinks at this.

- Here.

Watch me.

Watch me.

Watch my hips.

You can do that.

Can't you?

- I can't do that.

- Of course you can!

You just have to move.

Move your body.

Come on.

Come on. Relax.

Relax!

You're like a stick.

- I can't do this.

- Move your hips.

No, I gotta sit down.

This is makin' me feel all funny.

Come on, James.

Come on.

Come on, James.

I'm dancing.

- Would you do me an enormous favor?

- Sure. What?

Walter hasn't been out

for hours.

Would you take him

for a walk around the block?

- Yeah. Sure.

- I'm gonna go upstairs.

Take my sweater off.

It's really hot in here.

When you come back,

I'll fix us something to eat.

And, Liddy?

Don't let him come back until

he's done his business, okay?

Like a good little boy.

I'm back.

Hello?

I have to use the bathroom.

It was like I was

in one of those--

Okay, you know those great movies where

everyone is comin' out of their graves?

With like

half their faces missing...

and their eyes hanging out

and their lips falling off?

You know those?

And they're all

walking around...

real slow like this.

They're all walking like this

and kind of grunting.

And they're all looking

for the same thing.

For regular live people,

to eat their flesh...

and drink their blood and all.

Smile. Smile.

And they can 't

help themselves...

'cause they're dead...

and that's just what happens.

That's what I felt like.

You gotta tell me

what's wrong, please.

James, do you think about me

when we're not together?

All I do is think about you.

When I'm not with you,

I'm not alive.

Mrs. Maretto...

you're the best thing

that ever happened to me.

- I can't do this anymore.

- What?

I can't go home every night

and have him try to touch me.

And all the time

I'm just thinking about you.

About us.

And when I push him away,

he has this temper.

What do you mean?

Does he hurt you?

There were these women,

you know...

on the Sally Jesse Raphael Show

the other day...

and they were all wearing disguises

so their husbands couldn't find them.

They were living in shelters, and

I thought I could live in one of them.

If they let me bring Walter with me,

I could live in one of them.

Someplace in another state

where no one even knows who I am.

Look. Couldn't you

just get a divorce?

- And then--

- But then he would get the condo.

And he'd get the car.

And he'd take Walter from me!

He'd take Walter.

I know you think

I'm just a kid, but...

I could never do

anything bad to you...

or ever hurt you.

A guy that does that

to someone like you...

doesn't deserve to live.

That's the truth.

He doesn't deserve to live.

No. I suppose you're right.

He doesn't.

Oh, f***!

I love this song!

Don't you love this song?

I don't know.

Mrs. Maretto used to let me

drive around in her car...

even though I didn't have

a learner's permit.

'Cause she said when she'd be living

in California and doing her TV shows...

she'd make me her personal assistant,

and I'd have to drive her places...

and help her answer

her personal fan mail.

I guess this is the

most exciting time of my life.

It was like living

in a really great movie...

except it was kind of X-rated on account

of all the sex stuff, you know.

Hey. Don't stop.

You didn't answer my question.

What question was that?

Did you talk to Russell?

Yeah, I did.

What did he say?

He wants a thousand dollars.

- Is that all?

- And some CDs.

- Did you get the gun?

- No, not yet.

- Why not?

- I don't know.

I guess I thought

you'd ask Lydia or--

I can't ask Liddy. You have to.

Don't you understand?

I guess so,

but I thought--

Do you want me to keep doing

what I was doing?

- Yeah, please.

- Okay.

Then you have to do

what you have to do.

- So when will it happen?

- Please don't--

- I just want to know when.

- Let's just do this.

I don't know.

Whenever. Jesus.

If you don't know,

I'll have to find somebody who does.

Aw, Mrs. Maretto,

you have to understand.

No. I think I do understand.

Obviously you're not the mature

individual that I thought you were.

Actually,

I just had a thought.

- Maybe a better way to go on the thing.

- What's that?

- Russell.

- What about him?

Russell's enough of a man

to take charge of the situation.

- Well--

- He looks at me in a certain way.

I think he'd be very appreciative

of what I could do for him.

What do you think?

I think we could

probably do it next week.

Is that soon enough?

Would you really

do that for me, James?

Anything.

And then we can be together.

And you can sleep over.

And we could do

anything we wanna do.

- Anything?

- Yeah.

Anything.

Got it?

Got it?

Stand back,

tell me if it's straight.

Oh, it looks great.

Hey, Walter!

Five.

Four.

Come on, boy.

Let's go for a walk.

Three.

Two.

One.

Hi, everybody.

- This is Suzanne Stone, live.

- What do you want?

Don't f***in' move.

Just take whatever you want

and get out.

Come on, Jimmy. Now!

Wait.

Just wait.

Take the watch.

It's a Rolex.

I know it's a f***ing Rolex.

Think it's the first time I've seen one?

Gimme your f***in' chain.

Gimme your chain.

As you've probably noticed,

it's been another beautiful evening...

with just a slight chill

in the air...

and those autumn temperatures

right about where they should be.

Now, Jim.

Do it.

- No, please.

- Give me your ring.

- My ring?

- Give it to me.

I can't give you my ring.

My wife will kill me.

She'd kill you?

Suzanne would kill you?

You know my wife?

Jimmy, now.

F***in' now, a**hole!

Do it!

God, forgive me.

So, for the next few days

it should be...

just about perfect

for boat season weather.

That's about it for tonight.

I'm Suzanne Stone saying--

And if you'll allow me,

just a personal note.

A special greeting

to my husband Larry...

on this, our first anniversary.

Good night, honey.

Come on!

Hello.

Hello.

Anything?

Looks like a little dirt.

Who knows?

- And this.

- What?

Don't know.

Feels like pieces of shell.

- Janice Maretto?

- Yeah, that's me.

Telephone call at the desk.

Hello.

What?

Thank you.

Hey, wake up!

We're open right now!

All Saturday night around the clock.

Anything upset him

at the restaurant?

Some guy come in and drink too much,

or say something to him?

Five-piece, all-wood dinettes

in Colonial, oak and white.

Your choice, 297.

Complete king bed set--

mattress, box, frame-- 297.

- That's Tom Peterson.

- And Gloria Stewart.

And that concludes

our broadcast day at WWEN.

Your communitY access station

serving Little Hope...

and the greater

Hope County area.

You don't have to talk to those people

if you don't want to.

That's what surprised me.

That he didn't put up

much of a fight.

I mean, for a guy

with such a mean temper.

When I was standing

in the hall...

with the gun...

I was trying to keep

from being too nervous...

by thinking about

Mrs. Maretto...

and how we'd be together

for the rest of our lives.

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