Amnesia (1997) - full transcript

Oh God.

God!

You're doing it again.

Huh?

Think you could
say something else?

Sorry.

Stay inside me.

That was the last time, okay?

Every time's the
last time with you.

Me, I always look
forward to the next time.

Saturday?



No, I'm serious.

I've gotta stop, besides,
I can't Saturday.

Why not?

Martha and I are
going to her mother's,

remember, on Saturday?

How could I forget?

I'm sorry.

I've gotta go now,
I've got a lot to do.

Okay, but it's a long
walk back to that car.

Oh, come on.

Get up, huh?

All right.

Hey.

You ever notice that that
woman's always doing laundry



when we're in here?

It's a
wonder she has any.

It's not like there's
ever any guests.

That's my point.

I think she's
listening in on us.

Great.

Seriously.

I can tell by the
way she looks at us.

The nosy bitch.

I bet she can see in here.

I bet that's a two-way mirror.

Nah.

You think so?

Come on, Veronica.

We gotta go, we can't be late.

I gotta go to
Martha, God help me.

Oh, I am terribly
sorry, Mr. Serrick.

That's quite all right.

Not a problem.

Have a good day.

That woman is such a freak.

Yeah, I know, but she's one
of God's children, Veronica.

I don't think so.

What was that she
called you, anyway?

Serrick.

It's the name I register
under, Frank Serrick.

You know, just in case anyone
should ever snoop around,

or I don't know.

Oh brother.

One of these days you're
gonna burn down a mountain,

you know that?

At least I have something
to print in the paper.

Yeah, your beautiful picture.

Well, that'd be a
trip, wouldn't it?

Yeah.

You're such a little
girl, you know that?

Is that a problem?

Not yet.

So, maybe I'll
call you at home later?

Funny, real funny.

Okay, then I'll
see you on Sunday.

Can't wait.

Hey, guys!

- Hey, squirt.
- Hey, Dad.

Have a good day?

Did you catch anything?

Nah, not today, Son.

Can I go
with you next time?

Yeah.

Yeah, maybe next time.

Cool.

Hey, give me the ball.

Hip, hip, hip, ready!

You gotta practice more, Son.

Hi.

Hi.

Get lucky?

Excuse me?

You were fishing.

Not so, the fish could tell.

Oh.

Miss Dow called.

Really, what for?

Edgar's falling behind again.

She wants us out to the school

to discuss what his
problem might be.

His problem is that he's
several bricks shy of a load.

That's a terrible thing
to say about your own Son.

He's not my Son.

In the eyes of the Lord he is.

Oh, no.

No, he's not.

Prick.

Frank.

I love you.

So much.

I love you.

From the lips
dripped with honey.

Whoa.

In the end she
is bitter as wormwood.

How's your homework
coming, Edgar?

Finished.

Time for bed.

Ah, but I don't wanna go to bed.

Come on, honey.

Come on.

It's time.

But Daddy promised
he'd read me a story.

I don't think Daddy's got
any stories in him tonight.

That's okay.

He could tell me an old one.

Like when he was just a kid

and the boy got
drownded in the lake.

You don't wanna
hear that one again.

Aw.

Come on, it's okay.

Mommy'll tell you a story.

Let's go.

- Now, go brush your teeth.
- Okay.

I would not listen
to those who tried to teach me

now I've come to nearly
every kind of misery

in the assembly and
in the community.

I don't think I can
take much more of this.

Then leave.

Find joy with the wife
you married in your youth.

Her is the love that
ever holds you captive.

So attractive.

Do you know, I haven't
been with a man

in a long time now, four years.

Ah, pardon my greeting
card sentiment,

but I've started to think
about you in that special way.

Oh, you have the
most beautiful eyes.

Really?

Oh, no.

Oh, you're too kind.

Mm, and that thing you
wear around your neck.

You just have this
ethereal quality about you.

And the little
boy unbolted his wings

and flew off, far out to sea,

circling high above whales,
and sharks, and dolphins.

He was free.

Goodnight, sweetheart.

Shh, don't talk.

I'm ready now.

I'm ready, Frank.

Oh, God, am I ready.

Take me now.

Hello.

Hello?

Just as day was breaking,
Jesus stood on the beach.

Yet the disciples did not
know that it was Jesus.

And Jesus said unto them,
"Children, have you any fish?"

They answered him, "No."

He said to them, "Cast
your net on the right side

"of the boat and you
shall find some."

And so they cast their net on
the right side of the boat,

and now were unable
to haul it in

for the quantity of fish.

Daddy sure loves fish.

Said unto Peter,
"It is I, the Lord."

When Simon Peter heard
that it was the Lord,

he put on his clothes.

For he was stripped for work,
and sprang into the sea.

Name of the name of the Father,
the Son, and the Holy Ghost.

- Amen.
- Amen.

Reverend Paul, your
sermon today was so beautiful.

Well, thank you.

There's something
that I've been wanting

to ask you.

My dog, Dexter, died recently.

And I was wondering, do
you think that we will go

to the same heaven, or is there
a separate heaven for dogs?

I guess I can ask my mom.

Okay, why don't
you just tell me a time?

I'm sorry, I disappeared
there for a minute, Trish.

I guess my mind's slipping,
as you were saying, I'm sorry.

Do you
think Dexter and I

will go to the same heaven?

Yes, of course you will.

Ah, thank you very
much for coming.

- Thanks so much Reverend.
- Okay, Trish.

Miss Keller.

Hey, James.

Reverend Keller.

- Miss Dow.
- Reverend.

When am I gonna see you, Paul?

Ah, let's discuss
this later, shall we?

- When, Paul?
- Thank you, Reverend.

Ah, we'll talk at the picnic.

Oh, are you going to be there?

Yes, of course I'm
going to be there.

I'll be judging the pie contest.

Thank you very much
for coming, Miss Dow.

Reverend.

Mabel.

You're judging the
pie contest again.

Obviously.

I don't suppose there's any
chance I may win this year?

Hey, if memory
serves me correctly,

you took the blue ribbon in '93?

Yes. And back then you said
my cherries was sweet as sin.

They were.

But since then, I've
developed a taste for peach.

Have a great day.

You have beautiful eyes.

He is such a prick.

What do you mean?

Don't bother getting
all gooey-eyed over him.

He's screwing Miss Dow,
the school teacher.

I'd like to invite
you and your husband

to the school on Tuesday night.

I'm a little concerned
about Edgar, he's acting up.

Miss Dow, I'm sure Edgar's
behavior would improve

if he could just get a
little more attention

from his father.

He's desperate for
Paul's approval

and I can't seem to get-

- The Reverend isn't
Edgar's real Father, is he?

How did you know that?

Well, I've just
seen his records.

Edgar's my son.

My first husband died.

Well, I guess I'm just
gonna go and get a refill.

Beautiful day.

I think the Reverend
had something to do what that.

You and the Reverend, are
you planning to have any more?

Oh.

- I'd love to have another baby.
- Yeah?

I'd love to have a little girl.

I don't know how Paul
feels about that.

How can you talk to her?

You do, don't you?

As little as possible.

You know what the worst part is?

The worst part is
I really like her.

She's a nice woman.

You okay?

We're not far from where
Frank Serrick drowned.

One minute we were
horsing around,

and then the next,

Frank went under
and never came up.

I'm sure he's in heaven.

Perhaps.

Maybe we'll go to the
grave site sometime, hmm?

Get some flowers.

Veronica, there is no grave.

They never found the body.

You mean
it's still in there?

Yeah.

Come on.

Let's get back before
anyone notices.

Good afternoon, Mr. Serrick.

Afternoon.

You look very pretty today.

Thank you.

Oh, Paul.

Oh, God!

God!

You're doing it again.

Sorry.

This was the last time, right?

I know you find all of
this terribly amusing,

but I am a man of the cloth.

And that fact implies certain
moral responsibilities

which I'm not exactly
living up to here.

You know what your
problem is, Paul?

No, tell me, please.

At heart, you're
a fuckin' square.

Great.

Thank you.

What's the matter with me?

If Momma could see me now

shacked up at some
motel fucking a hippie.

I am not a hippie.

I wish I were dead.

Yeah, well, I wish
Martha were dead.

Martha didn't do anything wrong.

I'm the one who's guilty.

Guilty of what?

Of loving me?

Is that such a sin?

You do love me, don't you?

What if I were.

Huh?

What if I were dead?

Or rather, what if it
looked like I were?

What?

You mean like stage an accident?

Yeah, maybe.

But there'd have to be
a corpse, wouldn't there?

Not necessarily.

I don't know.

If you really thought we
could get away with it.

I already told you I could.

You're so cold, you know that?

My sister told me I was crazy

for getting involved
with a married man.

But I thought,
hey, he's a pastor,

at least he'll treat me nice.

You told your sister?

For Christ sake, Paul,
she lives in Michigan.

Honest to God, like the least
compassionate man I know.

Do you think this
is easy for me?

You say jump and I'm just
supposed to walk away

from my whole life?

And not even get like half
an hour to think about it?

Well, I guess this is it, huh?

I didn't say that, Paul.

I just need time to think.

I'll call you later.

He's sullen, he's hostile,
and whenever I try to get him

to participate he
just shuts down.

He gets very cold.

I don't know what we should do.

What do you think, Reverend?

Well, I think he's
surrounded by too many women

pulling him this way and that.

And perhaps what he really
needs is to be left alone

and given some space to breathe.

So it's my fault.

If the shoe fits, wear it.

Hey, we're not here
to blame each other.

We're here to figure out
what's best for Edgar.

Right?

Yes, that's right.

Reverend.

Do you agree?

Of course I agree, Miss Dow.

I like her.

- Who?
- Miss Dow.

I do.

I think she's a good
teacher for you.

Yeah.

Oh.

I forgot my coffee mug.

At the schoolhouse?

Well, I tell you what.

Why don't you put
pardner here to bed,

and I'll be more than happy
to go back and get it for you.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Thanks.

Bye, Dad.

Goodbye, Son.

Can we have
a story before bed?

Okay, just one.

I thought
about your idea.

And?

What do you want me to do?

Nothing, absolutely nothing.

Just wait for me to call.

I mean Frank.

When will that be?

The less you know, the better.

Paul.

Must you talk?

It's kind of exciting, isn't it?

I didn't mean to wake you.

I'm sorry.

I'm not.

I'll make coffee.

Great, thanks.

You gonna
be gone all day?

No, I gotta get back early
to write tomorrow's sermon.

You could take Edgar with you.

It would mean a lot to
him, it really would.

Today's not a good day.

I'm sorry.

Martha.

Have a good day.

Is dinner ready yet?

Sweetheart, I'm gonna wait
for your father to get home.

He should be here any second.

But I'm starving.

Oh, okay.

Well, if he's not
back in five minutes,

we'll start without him, okay?

Oh, come on.

Is that Dad?

I don't know.

Hello, Martha.

Jack.

Is Paul here?

All right.

Whoever you are,
come on out of there.

Oh, my God.

Mr. Serrick?

What happened?

Is your friend here?

My friend?

Have you been in
some kind of accident?

Yes.

I think maybe I have.

What happened?

I don't know.

But there was a boy.

A boy?

A little boy.

Oh, my God.

Okay.

You're gonna feel so much better

when we get you all cleaned up.

Oh!

Sorry.

Okay.

And now the pants.

Maybe you can help me.

Very good.

Excellent.

And now, just get
you in the water.

Excellent.

Try and clean this wound off.

Hurts?

I'm gonna take your
stuff to the laundry,

so everything will be
nice and fresh and clean.

No wallet?

Were you robbed?

Don't you remember anything?

Do you know who you are?

You're Mr. Serrick,
you're Frank Serrick.

Frank Serrick?

Yes.

Do I know you?

Stay right here, okay?

I'll be right back.

Bless us, oh Lord,
these thy gifts,

which we're about to
receive from thy bounty.

Through Christ our Lord, Amen.

In the name of the
Father, and the Son,

and the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

Oh, that was very nice.

Thank you.

So now we need you to get
stronger, so eat your pasta.

You really don't remember
me at all, do you, huh?

I'm sorry.

Well, it's okay, I mean
we're only just really

getting to know each other now.

You've only been working
here for a few days.

I work here?

Yes, Frank don't you
remember you came by

a few days ago looking for work?

And we hit if off
so wonderfully,

and I offered you
a few jobs to do.

You said something
about me having a friend.

Yes.

You said that you were
traveling with another man,

you'd been all over
the state, remember?

And he was looking
for work, too.

But I only had enough for
you, and so he moved on.

What about the boy?

The boy?

Shh.

There's more than enough
time for the boy later.

It's really important that
you get your strength back.

Why don't we just have you...

Eat your pasta, I made
it specially for you.

Yes, that's a good boy.

Can I see the dressing?

Oh, good.

Oh, looks so much
better, Mr. Serrick.

Would you like some more wine?

Mom?

Do you think the police
will ever find Dad?

I don't know, honey.

What if they don't?

Well, whatever happens,
we're gonna be okay.

You know what?

What?

I'm the only kid
in the whole school

who's Dad maybe
drownded in a lake.

Oh, I love you, Frank.

Oh, Frank.

Take me.

Take me now.

Oh, Frank.

I find you deeply attractive.

Oh, Frank.

You know, I haven't been with
a man in a long time now,

four years to be exact.

Forgive the greeting
card sentiment.

But I've started to...

Starting to think about
you in that special way.

You have beautiful eyes.

And your hands.

I don't know, there's this,
ethereal quality about you.

Oh.

Oh, Frank.

It's been a long time.

I haven't been with
a man in so long.

Be gentle.

What do we do now?

Ah, Frank.

Oh, Frank, oh.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, Frank.

Touch me, touch me there.

Frank, I love you.

I love you so much.

I love you.

I love you.

I've been waiting my whole life,

and now you've come.

Frank.

Everyone
the Father gives to me

will come to me.

I will never turn away
anyone who believes in him.

Sweetheart,
please stop.

He who raised Jesus
Christ from the dead

will also give you life
through our mortal bodies

through His enduring spirit.

My heart therefor is glad
and my spirit rejoices.

My body also shall rest in hope.

You will show me
the path of light.

In Your presence there
is fullness of joy.

And in Your right hand
are pleasures forevermore.

And sure and certain
hope of the resurrection

to eternal life through
our Lord Jesus Christ,

we commend to almighty
God our brother, Paul.

And we commit his
body to the ground.

Earth to earth, ashes
to ashes, dust to dust.

I'm so sorry.

I know you were
a wonderful wife.

And I'm sure he tried.

Thanks, Trish.

Mrs. Keller.

My name is Tim Bishop.

I'm the investigator
for Luckland Insurance,

your husband's company.

Yes.

Is there someplace
that we can talk?

Well, we're having people
over to the house now, so...

Maybe later?

Actually next week
would be better.

I'm sorry, I can't.

I just drove down from upstate.

It's got to be today.

All right...

Would eight
o'clock be all right?

Yes, yes.

Fine, after the reception.

And I do express
all my condolences.

Thank you.

Hi, honey.

I'm home.

I have such great food here.

Miss me?

Yeah, yeah, of
course I missed you.

But you were only gone
10 minutes, right?

So?

I missed you.

Oh God, I missed you.

You've been having those
thoughts again, huh?

Frank.

Why don't you just try
and put all of that stuff

out of your mind.

That boy does not,
and never did, exist.

I keep getting these mental
images of two boys and water.

So, there's two now?

Lord, what imagination, Frank.

Why don't you try and think of
something nice for a change?

Fresh air might help.

No, no.

We've gotta get you
your strength back,

we've gotta have you relax.

I'm fine, it's just that I've
been in this house for days.

I just need to get out or
sit in the sun or something.

Sun?

Oh, no.

No.

I know what the doctor ordered.

How about

a little afternoon delight?

I'd rather not.

You'd rather not?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello.

Do you remember me?

Of course.

The usual?

Actually, I'm
looking for my husband.

I'm not
sure I understand.

We had a fight a few
days ago and he walked out.

I thought maybe he'd
be staying here.

Well, I can't say
I've seen him, sorry.

If it's okay, I'd
like to leave my number.

If you see him,
would you call me?

I'd be glad to.

Thank you.

I hope you and your
husband patch things up.

Bitch.

I appreciate
your making the time

to see me, Mrs. Keller.

Well, I'm very tired,

so if we could just
get to the point.

All right.

It's going to take more
than erecting a plaque

in a church yard for
Luckland Insurance

to pay off on a
million dollar policy.

I don't understand.

Oh, come on Mrs.
Keller, give me a break.

There isn't even a body.

Well, it's an enormous lake.

I know that there have
been drownings there before

where the bodies
were never found.

As a matter of fact,

I have a report.

You might be interested in that.

Well, does it mean
anything to you?

The name Frank Serrick?

Yes.

He was a childhood
friend of Paul's.

Your husband was a
witness to that drowning.

Look, I don't know where
you're going with this,

but I need a drink.

Oh.

Your hands are
shaking, Mrs. Keller.

Yeah, well, not for long.

Excuse me.

May I?

Go ahead.

I think your husband is
still alive, Mrs. Keller.

And I think you think so too.

That's ridiculous.

Is it?

Can you think of any
other explanation?

Maybe he ran off
with another woman?

Think about it.

After all, he is a man.

I want you to go.

I'd rather stay.

And fuck you.

I'm staying at
the Economy Motel.

If you change your mind.

Thank you for choosing
Luckland Life and Casualty.

Thanks for taking
the time to talk to me.

Of course.

Paul never encouraged
my friendships with

I'm glad you thought of me.

I bet you're
feeling pretty down.

Yeah.

Our insurance company
sent out an investigator.

I saw
him at the funeral.

I couldn't help but overhear.

He says Paul's not dead.

That's impossible.

I mean, we all hope
he's not, but...

Well, he seems to
feel that there's been

some kind of fraud.

The company won't pay
on Paul's insurance.

Can they do that?

I don't know.

I mean, it is an
awful lot of money,

and I guess if I was them,
I'd wanna be sure too.

How much is it?

If you don't mind me asking.

Well, it's a million dollars.

That is a lot.

So, oh, I...

Edgar's been having
such a hard time lately,

I brought you his bear.

I thought you could
hold on to it,

in case he needs it.

Well, I'll do
anything I can to help.

Thanks.

Here's my card.

You let me know if you
find anything else.

We will.

Hello?

Veronica Dow, please.

Who is this?

Frank Serrick.

Frank?

- You know me then?
- Where have you been,

I was starting to think
you really drowned.

Drowned?

Oh, no, no, not me,
but what about the boy?

Did you know the boy?

What the hell
are you talking about, Paul?

Paul?

Listen, buster.

Just happened to have a very
interesting conversation

with your wife this morning.

I mean, I knew you had an
insurance policy, but Paul,

a million dollars?

Please, I don't know
what you're talking about,

- I really don't.
- Oh, you don't, do you?

I'm not even sure
that I know you.

I mean, you do sound
familiar, but...

Okay, I'm getting it now.

It's you and Martha in
this together, isn't it?

Out to scam the
insurance company

and I'm just a patsy, right?

Well, I'm not gonna be
some Lee Henry Oswald.

Perhaps I'd better
call you at another time, okay?

Perhaps you should.

You talking to her?

Huh?

Answer me, Frank.

Frank.

Oh, Frank, please.

I'll do anything, please
just don't leave me.

Please.

I love you.

I love you.

You know I love so much.

Oh, Frank, I need you.

I need you to marry me, please.

Well, aren't you
gonna say anything.

You're just gonna let
me humiliate myself?

Doesn't love mean
anything to you?

Well, fuck you!

Bartender.

Do any broads come in here?

Not really, no.

Well.

Fuck that.

Economy Motel.

Hello, yes.

I'd like Mr. Bishop's
room, please.

I'll connect you.

Hello.

Hi.

It's Martha.

What?

Mrs. Keller.

Mrs. Keller.

What do I owe the pleasure?

I just wanted you to know
that I thought things over,

and I'd like to
discuss the situation.

Pleased to hear that.

So, do you
wanna come over here?

Well.

Well, why don't
you come over here?

Well, I can't because
my son is asleep.

Sound asleep in the
other room, and...

What do you
say, Mr. Bishop?

Come in.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah, honey.

Mr. Bishop.

Oh yeah.

Mr. Bishop,
please slow down, Mr. Bishop.

- Oh yeah.
- Mr. Bishop,

don't you remember, I'm
in mourning, Mr. Bishop

Oh, honey.

Oh Baby.

- Slow down, slow down.
- Oh Baby.

- Just a bit, Mister...
- Oh.

Oh, Baby.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, Baby.

Oh, boy.

Oh.

- Oh, Baby.
- Mr. Bishop.

- Oh, Babe.
- Mr. Bishop.

Oh.

That was nice.

What did you do?

Oh, Lord.

Hello?

Oh hello, Martha.

No, I was just
grading some work.

What's up?

Where was Edgar
through all this?

He was
asleep in his room.

He didn't hear you?

You didn't scream?

Was I supposed to?

Martha, this man raped you.

Not exactly.

Martha.

Honey, this man, he raped you.

You can't just let
him get away with it.

- I can't?
- No, make him pay.

How?

I don't know, for
starters you could threaten

to go to the police if he
doesn't pay on that policy.

Oh.

Oh, no, I can't.

No, I couldn't face him again.

Couldn't.

Then I'll do it.

Oh, I can't ask you to do that.

You're not, I'm volunteering.

Where's he staying?

The Economy Motel?

Yeah.

Listen, I bet the
last place you wanna be

is back at that house, so
why don't you stay here

and I'll call you the
minute I know something.

Okay?

- Okay.
- Okay.

Okay.

Veronica?

Yeah?

Thanks.

How's
your head, darling?

Not so good.

I feel terrible
about what happened.

I guess my temper just
got the best of me.

That's all right.

Things happen.

I feel pretty
uncomfortable here.

How about untying my hands?

No.

I just can't take
that chance right now.

What chance, Sweetheart?

I'm not going anywhere.

I'm yours.

I promise.

You just don't realize how
much you mean to me, Frank.

I've been waiting my
entire life for Mr. Right.

You're him.

You're my better half.

You're my significant other.

You're my Anthony
to my Cleopatra.

You're my Romeo to my Juliet.

My Dauphane to my Saint Joan.

Frank.

You're my soulmate.

We were born to be together.

You're my bridges of
Ventura County guy.

I can't risk losing you.

I would be nothing without you.

Do you love me, Frank?

Tell me you love me, Frank.

I love you, Charlene.

I know you do.

What's wrong with you people?

Mr. Bishop?

Who's asking?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

I'm talking
about what you did

to Martha Keller.

Oh, is that who that was?

You know, this isn't a joke.

You raped that woman.

What?

All right, so I raped her.

Now you've gotta prove it.

Oh, that shouldn't be so hard.

After all, you are a man
and you did leave evidence.

What do you want out of this?

We don't want anything.

Just the money from
the insurance policy.

What's in it for you?

Well, Martha and I'll
work something out.

Everybody has an angle.

So, what do you say?

I've got Martha Keller
waiting by that phone.

One word from me and she's
off to see the doctor

and the sheriff.

Looks like you're caught
between a rock and a hard place.

No.

You don't give me
enough credit, Miss Dow.

What are you talking about?

I just happen to know

that you were fucking
Reverend Keller.

What?

Come on, the whole
town knows about it.

That's outrageous.

Is it?

And I can prove it.

I trust you're not
planning to transport me

across the state line.

I don't get it.

Oh?

I can tell by your
face that you do.

Isn't this where you
came to fuck him?

That's ridiculous.

It's quite logical, really.

It's far enough from
town to be discreet,

but close enough to come
here a couple times a week,

or maybe more.

Shut up.

What's it like doing
a man of the cloth?

What's the matter?

Your
girlfriend is here.

You make me nuts.

Well, you've had enough time.

I'm calling Mrs. Keller.

Martha?

It's Veronica.

Did you talk to him yet?

Yeah, I'm with him right now.

He wants to talk to you.

Hello, darling.

This is lover boy.

Miss Dow and I have something
that might interest you here.

Can you come up right now?

A little motel.

On highway 86 about a half
hour south of the city.

Good.

I'll see you shortly.

You're a beautiful
woman, Miss Dow.

I can't say that I
blame the good reverend

for his lack of restraint.

Which room is he in?

What?

You can stop the charade,

or I can just go
ask the desk clerk.

Hello.

Can I help you?

I believe you have a guest
staying here named Keller.

Although he's probably
changed his name.

There's nobody here.

Oh.

Can I speak with the manager
or the owner, please?

I'm the manager.

And the owner.

Help!

Somebody help me!

Help!

God, help me!

So, there's nobody staying here.

Help!

Somebody help me!

Somebody help me!

I'm an investigator.

Ah!

Why?

It's your karma.

You fucking bitch!

Shit.

Usual room, huh, bitch?

Cunt, douche bag.

You'll wish you never met him!

Okay.

I gotta go and take care
of something in there.

And I want you to
stay in the truck.

- Do I have to?
- Yes, you have to.

Hello?

Hello?

Mr. Bishop?

Edgar.

Edgar!

Edgar!

Edgar!

Mom?

Come here, Sweetie.

Come here.

Edgar, get down!

Sweetie, Run, hide!

Oh, you little cunt,
douche bag, bitch.

He's mine!

Come out, you bitch.

Got something for you.

Where is he, is he alive?

I never wanted any
of this to happen.

I just wanted Paul.

Well, you can have him.

What?

I said you can have him!

He's yours.

That whole time they
spent dredging the lake

I was watching
and I was praying.

You know what I was praying?

God, please don't
let them find him.

Because I hate him.

I could not admit that
when he was alive,

I mean when he's dead.

I mean, when he's, I
thought he was alive

when I thought he was dead.

You know what I mean.

Anyway.

If he's alive like you say,
honey, you can have him.

I don't know.

So much has happened.

All I want is my freedom.

That and the insurance.

I don't think it could
be like we planned.

Too much has happened.

Too much of everything.

Look.

I'm not greedy,
what do you want?

You want to split the money?

I don't care.

I just don't want him back.

Mom!

Mom!

Honey, are you all right?

Come here and look.

Come quick.

Look!

Frank.

Hi.

Hi.

I didn't mean to push you under.

Look.

Oh my God, Paul?

Paul, it's me.

You don't know who I am, do you?

Do you
know who I am, Paul?

What's wrong with Dad, Mom?

He's just very sick.

Martha, what are we gonna do?

Edgar, go wait in the truck.

- But...
- Go!

Frank.

Frank.

Frank.

Go, get the gun.

Get the iron.

Get anything you could've
possibly touched.

Then what?

We're gonna have to kill him.

We can't do that.

Look.

You either take him, or you
take half a million dollars.

Decide.

I can't watch.

You won't have to.

After you get the stuff,
you go back to the truck,

take Edgar to your place.

You wait for me to call you.

The keys are in the truck.

You understand?

Okay go.

Go on.

Miss Dow.

Do you think my dad will ever
get better and come home?

I don't know.

I hope not.

Martha?

Rest in peace, Paul.

Okay, okay.

Get that.

Oh God.

Oh God.

Oh God.

Stop it.

Here.

Toss it.