Face of Evil (1996) - full transcript

Here, kitty, kitty.

See the nice birdie?

Hey! Get away! Run!

Get away! Run!

Hey, didn't you see that cat?

What did you think
I was feeding?

Hey, who's the kid?

Ah, she was justwatching me draw.

-Oh! Mwah!
-Oh...

So did you get them?

Oh.



That's over five-thousand bucks.

But like you said,
we'll have them forever

-Where'd you get the money?
-My mom.

She said any girl that
can get me back in the church

is worth her weight
in wedding rings.

Ah, ah, ah, ah,
not till tomorrow, sweetheart.

Now, don't be nervous. You're
gonna be just great, alright?

I thank you all for coming,folks. Uh, the rehearsal's over.

If I could just see
the-the groom and the best man

up by the altar, please,
for a moment, thank you.

Do you know what timeyour parents will be arriving?

Tomorrow morning.
Their plane gets in at 9:00.

We are so looking forwardto meeting them.

This has beensuch a miracle for us.



Before he met you,I didn't know where he'd end up.

It's a miracle for me, too.

Look, I-I-I didn't mean

that you had to give uppainting completely.

Now, come on, I was pissed offwhen I said that.

Well, it's not important now

and there really isn't
enough space to paint here.

Wait a minute, wait,
didn't you tell me once

that all you lived for
was to be a great painter?

To get your name in-in goofy
magazines, like this one here?

Well, I didn't mean that.

All I want now is to marry you

and be with you forever.

Uh, wait-wait a minute,
not that one, that's mine.

Quinn, it's just going
into storage--

No way!You gave that to me, man.

Besides, it took me a long timeto carve this frame.

Well, someday

we'll unpack theseand we'll show them to our kids.

Well, maybe we should justgo to bed.

Get started on those kidsright now.

Mm-hmm...

Flight 18 to Orlando, Florida, is now boarding at gate three.

And please have
your boarding passes ready...

Here you go. Enjoy your flight.

Thank you.

Hi, I have a one-way reservationto New York.

Flight 311.
My name is Agatha Holt.

Ah, yes, one-way coach fareto La Guardia Airport,

total fare $450.

Four-fifty?They told me it was two-fifteen.

Oh, no, that'sa special advance-purchase fare

and to Kennedy Airport.

I have to leave right now.

Well, you could flyinto La Guardia Airport

at the regular fare,we still have seats available...

Arriving Chicago passenger,
Nicole Wahl,

please report to gate 12.

Arriving Chicago passenger,
Nicole Wahl,

please report to gate 12.

For security reasons,
passengers should keep

their luggage with them
at all times.

Please report
any suspicious behavior

to the nearest gate agent.

Maintenance, please dial 1-7.
Maintenance, please dial 1-7.

You wouldn't happen to havea cigarette, would you?

No. You wouldn't happen to have
some aspirin, would you?

No. You have a headache?

I missed my connection.

I was supposed to be
in New Hampshire by now.

You know,you look like a musician.

-Yeah?
-Mm-hmm.

So, uh, why New Hampshire?

I'm going to college.

As far away from my mother
as possible.

Hm. Bad scene, huh?

Not if you like livin'
on a pig farm.

So wh-what kind of collegeare you going to?

-Small, but private.
-Expensive, I'll bet.

Yeah, but I got a scholarship.

I'm an artist.I'm going to New York.

-Are those your paintings?
-Mm-hmm.

But, uh, my next serieswill be much bigger.

Six or eight-feet wide,

if I can find a decent studioto work in.

Oh, that's my flight.
Guess I'm finally out of here.

Flight 17-98 for New Hampshire will now be boarding at gate...

-Good luck.
-Thanks.

Esther Christina Gibbs,

Christina Gibbs,
please report to gate 65

to meet your party.

What are you doing?

-Ah!
-Get off of me!

Janitorial. Anybody in there?

Just a minute!

For security reasons,
passengers should keep

their luggage with them
at all times.

Please report
any suspicious behavior

to the nearest gate agent.

For security reasons,
passengers should keep

their luggage with them
at all times.

Please report
any suspicious behavior

to the nearest gate agent.

You barely made it.Aisle or window?

Aisle.

You didn't check your luggage?

I'll check it for you here.

Go right onboard.

This what I'm gonna do to her...

when I find her.

Baggage for flight number 726 can be retrieved at carousel B.

Excuse me? Can you tell me whereI can catch a bus to New York?

Brianne?

Hi. I'm Jeanelle Polk,
your new roommate.

I saw your violin.

...please respond,
wheelchair to gate 12.

- Oh, Hi.
- Hi.

Um, I heard that you missed
your flight in Chicago.

-So I thought I'd come to mee...-Yeah, that's right. Thank you.

You're welcome. You're from,
you're from Kansas, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- I'm from Boston.

It's-it's just outside,
about 60 miles from here.

Do you have, do you have
your baggage claim?

I-I think I lost it.

I'm sorry,
I, I don't mean to be rude.

It's-it's, it's right here.

It's attached to your ticket.

I have a porter.

Um, so everything's
taken care of.

We'll just go to my car,
and-and don't worry

'cause you haven't missed much.

Orientation starts
this afternoon.

But we'd better get going.

Okay.

Shall I put your bagin the car?

-It's really heavy. -No thanks, I'll get it myself.

Let me help, ma'am.

Do you need help?

-I got it.-Our room's just down the hall.

Wow! Ha.

Does this stuff come
with the room?

No, it's mine.

But you can use
whatever you want.

I've tons of CDs and stuff.

I-I took the bed by the window
because you weren't here,

but if you wanna flip for it,
it, that's fine--

No, no, it's okay, no problem.

Okay.

So how far is New York?

Hm, about 200 miles.

I have a cousin there
that I'd like to visit.

-Oh.
-Yeah.

Is there a way
that I could get down there?

Um, there's a bus
that you can take in town,

but I don't think you'll have
time till after Thanksgiving.

Mm-hmm.

Oh.

Now, are these your folks?

That's my dad and my stepmother.

-Hm.
-That's my mom.

Right there.

She died when I was three.

My stepmother died last year.

Wow. Your dad must have
a hex on him.

He's had a tough time.

Well, I guess
we should get to orientation.

-Oh.
-Excuse me.

Well, you know,why don't you go ahead?

'Cause I have to change first.

-Are you sure?
-Mm-hmm.

Okay, well,
I'll save you a seat.

-Okay! Whoa!
-It's in the history building.

-Okay.
-Okay.

-Just lock the door, 'cause...
-I will. I'll see ya.

Excuse me? Can you tell mewhere town is from here?

Uh, yeah, it's, uh, over
that way, past the water tower.

-How far is that?
-Uh, about ten miles.

-Do you have a car?
-No.

Well, thanks anyway.

What we stress
to our incoming students

is the importance
of taking risks,

exploring new horizons,

testing yourselves.

This is your first year,

first milestone,

but please don't be afraid
to take chances.

If you discover a course
that interests you,

talk to your
guidance counselor.

I hope you don't mindI borrowed your coat.

No, it's...
I told you it's okay.

Thank you.

Each of you has already met
with your guidance counselor

and we want you to develop
that relationship.

So, um, do you think you couldgive me a ride later into town?

Yeah. Why do you need to go?

I'll tell you later.

Okay.

Hey-hey, sweet thing,
over here!

The science department faculty

has two Nobel Prize winners

and over 30 members of the
National Academy of Sciences.

It's located in
the oldest building on campus.

But before I take you there,
I'd like to take you

all the way up the hill to
show you our newest building.

Hey, Jimmy,
what are you looking at, man?

Come on, get to work!

This is
our brand-new art building.

Built at a cost of nearly nine million dollars.

We've tried to create
an ideal working environment

for the artist
using natural light,

large areas
of unobstructed wall space

and partitioned work areas for the more advanced students.

We also have the sculpture bay.

And several of our graduates

have worked
in the permanent collections

at the Whitney Museum,
the Guggenheim

and the Museum of Modern Art.

Two currently have paintings
in the Whitney Biannual.

Brianne, are you alright?

Yeah, I'm just not feeling
very well.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Do you still need
to go into town?

Oh, I changed my mind.

You know,
I was thinking about, uh,

what the counselor said,how we could change our courses.

Oh, no, she was talking
about next term.

This term's classes are already locked in. We start Monday.

Hm.

Yeah. Well, let's go to dinner.

I'm not very hungry.

Well, we could go later,
that's okay.

No, I don't thinkI'm gonna have dinner tonight.

Well, you could just come down
and have dessert or something.

You know what you have to do?

You have to make some friends
around here.

There are gonna be
lots of people down there.

So go down and eat, okay?

Yeah, okay.

-Hi!
-Give it up for Claire!

Do you ride?

No, but I wear hats.

So what's your first class?

Orchestra. Hm.

May I see your violin?
I used to play.

You can have it. I'm nota musician, I'm a painter.

Well, then why did you sign up
for Orchestra?

Because my parentswouldn't sign for my scholarship

unless I agreed
to keep studying violin.

Hm. My dad doesn't tell me
what to study.

He's more concerned
with my image.

You know, clothing and so on.

You-you can't tell, let your dadtell you how to dress.

You have to be your own person.

-Like you?
-Mm-hmm.

I'm on my own now.

And if I don't wanna play
the violin...

I won't.

Hm.

Right.

What are you doing?

Whatever it takes.

I need to change all my classes from music to art.

You'll have to make anappointment with your counselor.

-What's your name?
-Brianne Dwyer.

That'll be Mrs. Donelly.

She's in the office
right behind you.

It says here you had a personal
interview with her in July.

I'm sure she'll remember you.

-Um, is it, uh, vertical?
-I think so.

-I wouldn't know.
-Okay, lady.

I can fix you in tomorrow,
say 2 o'clock?

-Great.
-Okay.

Okay.

-Where is that?
-Right down the...

We were only married one month,

and then
one night he just took off.

I really hate
to get rid of these.

But I'm pregnant
and I need the money so bad.

We're going to haveto forgive her.

Get this,the police checked the computer,

the parents of Darcy Palmer
reported her as missing

six months ago, they don't knowanything about a wedding.

They don't even know
where the bitch is!

-She set me up!-Quinn, Quinn, please calm down.

Now, I know you're feeling pain,but you need to heal.

No. You know what I need?

I need a drink.
You know where I'm gonna do?

I'm going to a bar,
the same sleazy bar

where I met her six months ago.

Quinn?

We'll move you to the 2 o'clock
class. Alright, buh-bye.

-Yeah, of course.
-That'll be great...

-That's pretty cool.
-Yeah. You like it?

-Somebody...
-God, she's dead.

-Over there!
-...there.

-Ah!
-Call 9-1-1!

We're here at Wynton College
in New Hampshire

where a counselor
has been seriously injured

after using
a bottle of eye drops.

Details are sketchy
at this time, we can tell...

-Hi.
-...we do know right now...

Jeanelle, have you seen this?

-I just heard.
-Ah, it's so sick.

...it was sulfuric acid in that bottle of eye drops...

Oh! Well, have you metZoe, Sabrina?

...blinded in one eye...

No.

Well, this is my roommate,
Jeanelle.

Hi.

-Hi, hi.
-Hey.

Hm.

...at least save partial
eye sight in that other...

Look, there I am, look!
Did you see?

In the mean time representativesfrom Ekhart Pharmaceutical

have arrived here at the collegein New Hampshire

to try to determine exactly when

the acid may have
been put into the...

This is gonna give me
nightmares.

Why would she have brain damage?

The sulfuric acidate right into her brain.

...across the country to return any unopened bottles

of the allergy-relief
eye drops with the...

I wonder how many other bottlesthey messed with.

Well, that's really nice. Here.

What you wanna do to that line
is let a little highlight

show up more. Good, good.

Just bring up the sponge tool
and even that out.

Nice.

And what is abnormal behavior
to one person

makes perfect sense to another.

That's why it's so difficult
to define abnormal.

And that's why I asked you
to be analytical

in your description
of an abnormal personality.

I enjoyed the rigorwith which most of you

took to the challenge,particularly,

Marney'simpeccably-researched dissection

of the soul
of Catherine the Great.

Now, one of you decided
not to follow my instructions

and struck out on her own
in a direction

Would you please stand
and read aloud your,

I'm not sure what to call it,

your, uh, portrait in words,

I suppose?

Am I in trouble?

No, proceed.

"There once was a little girl

"who lived
in a nice little house

"with her loving,
normal little parents.

"But she just couldn't be
the nice little girl

"they wanted her to be.

"So why did all the dolls end upwith their heads twisted off?

"Why did all the pets die?

"She felt likethere was something dark

"living inside of her

"making her do terrible things.

"And she couldn't stop it.

"Her parents stopped being
so nice after a while.

"They tried to rip the evil
out of her.

"But that just made
the darkness inside of her

"bigger and stronger and angry.

"That dark thing
took a deep breath

"and blew those little parents
right out of her life.

"The little girl
looked just the same...

"but she wasn't the same
anymore.

"What was left

"could not be stopped.

"Just let them try.

"Just let them try...

to stop me."

Though that certainlywasn't the assignment,

maybe it should have been,
imagine what it feels like

to be an abnormal personality.

Yeah, that's an A
for creativity, Brianne,

but an F for the assignment.

I'm sorry, but you're just
gonna have to master

a few of the chillyunemotional facts of psychology

if you're gonna pass at midterm.Understood?

-Oh, God, I am so sorry!
-Oh!

That's okay. Hey, you know what,I liked your poem.

-Well, thank you.
-You want to join us tonight?

We're meeting
some Harvard guys downtown.

Oh, I'd love to, but I havethat F to make up.

Why don't you give Jeanelle
a call?

-She has a car, you know?
-Oh!

-Hm, a car!
-Yeah.

-Okay, have fun!
-Alrighty! See ya.

Dear mom and dad,
it was raining today,

so I'm staying inside to catch up with my correspondence.

Here's a picture of me and some of my friends in the dorm.

I feel funny going with your
friends if you're not coming.

They're your friends, too.

Hey, don't be depressed
about psych class.

Professor Gnap is simply a jerk.

That is so true.

I mean, it's just such a load,
all that crap

about taking creative risks.

-They're all such hypocrites.
-Oh.

Hey, Bri! You've got
a phone call down the hall!

Hello? No,
this is a friend of...

Well, probably in the library.

She practically lives
in the library.

Usually, pretty late. Would
you like to leave a message?

-Was that your parents?
-Mm-hmm.

You know, you can give them
the number to the room here.

Uh, it's okay, if my parents
knew I had a phone in my room,

they'd be calling every night.

Oh.

You don't want the hassle.

Nope.

Oh, God. I wish I could do that,you know?

My dad, just, just tune him out.

If my dad were rich,
I wouldn't tune him out.

Do you want me
to close the door?

Please.

I took notes all week!

How am I supposed to writemy paper if I lost my notes?

You're the best student
in the class, Marney.

But how am I supposed
to grade you

if you don't turn in
the assignment?

I'm telling you,
Professor Gnap gave her an F.

It wasn't her fault.

That was so unfairwhat happened today.

Tell me about it.

Wow! Where'd you getthat jacket?

Uh, it's Jeanelle's.

I helped her get ready
for a big date with her dad.

She has the most amazing clothesthat she never wears.

-I hate her.
-So why is her dad in town?

He comes about once a month
to lecture on economics.

I've heard him speak.
He's incredibly smart.

And he's gorgeous.And he owns half the campus.

-Owns?
-Helped finance it.

Especially the newer buildings.

The new dorms,
the art department.

You know,
you should meet him sometime.

He must know
everyone in the art world.

Gallery owners, collectors.

-Everyone.
-Ah-hah.

Well, is he coming to pickJeanelle up here?

No, no, she's meeting him
over at the lecture hall.

Jeanelle!

-Hi.
-Hi

What you doin'?

-We're goin' to dinner.
-Oh, you're so lucky.

I stayed late
in the art department.

I'm starving.

Dad, this is Brianne,
my roommate.

You didn't tell meyour dad was comin' to town.

Well, it is a pleasureto meet you.

My pleasure.

I've read about you.

You helped buildthat new art department.

Well, my wife was the driving
force behind that one.

We have, we have to go,
we have a reservation.

Hm.

More wine, sir?

Thank you.

No, no.

Are you driving yourself home?

I'm quite sober.

You're planning to come homefor Thanksgiving , aren't you?

I suppose.

I feel badly for him.

I just get so depressed
around him.

You know, he just sits
in his study and broods.

Oh, it's because he's living
in the past.

Hm.

I'm sorry.

What he thinks is the past.

He spends all of his time

brooding over a woman
who never loved him.

All she wanted was his money.

That's a horrible thing to say.

-Why?
-Well...

Because she's dead.

And he loved her.

And now he's alone, so I guess

I can't not go home
for Thanksgivin'.

Why not?

Oh, because he's my father,
and I love him.

And he's a colossal bore.You said so yourself.

Yeah, I have an idea.

-You do?
-Mm-hmm.

Why don't you invite

some of your friends
to come home with you?

Sabrina and I would love to see how rich people live.

Okay. And Zoey and Marney, too.

This must be a really big house.

It's a very big house. Oh...

♪ The horse knows the way
to carry the sleigh ♪

♪ Through the white
and drifting snow oh ♪

♪ Over the river
and through the woods ♪

♪ Oh how the wind does blow

♪ It tickles your toes
and lifts up your nose ♪

♪ As over the grounds we go ♪

-Whoo!
-Whoo!

Wow! So this is the house.

Okay, everybody getstheir own private room.

The keys are in the cars.

And there's a tennis courtaround the back

if you care to play.

This is John.

-Good afternoon, miss.
-Good afternoon.

If you need anything,you just ask John,

except on Sundays
when the whole staff is off.

Heathcliff lives over here
in the north wing,

so we'll just leave him alone
in his own century

and get into trouble! Come on.

-Alright.
-Okay.

Let me take that for you, ma'am.

The peasants have been getting

a bit too haughty lately,
don't you think?

-Oh, off with their heads.
-Mm-hmm.

-Cheers
-Indeed.

And, uh, bring us
another roast pig.

Yes! And throw the bonesto our husbands in the dungeon.

Which one do we castratetomorrow?

-Oh, John, John!
-Oh, John, give me some more.

-Oh, John.
-We won't castrate you, John.

-Oh, thank you, miss.
-I promise.

Is this the 19th century?

Something like that.

What are you doing here?

I got lost.

Well, the 1960 are, uh,
straight back down the hallway

and the rest of the 20th centuryis right around the corner.

Do you wish we weren't here?

I'm happy that Jeanelle
is having a nice Thanksgiving.

She wants the same for you.

And she's so proud of you.

She tells everybody
that you're just the greatest.

What are you doin' up here?

I'm lookin' around. Hm...

Well, come downstairswith us, please.

-I will.
-We're havin' fun.

-Hey.
-Oh...

-Ho.
-There.

Alright, alright, alright.

Come on, you can't...

-Yeah!
-Whoo-hoo!

Oh...

Do you like that painting?

No, not really.

But I'll bet it's worth a ton.

It's worth two tons.

My wife bought that painting
in Paris.

Hm. First or second...wife?

Second.

Well, she certainly hadexpensive taste.

I don't like it either.

You know, I-I noticedyou watching us outside.

You could have joined us.

Nah, I'm not in a very
celebratory mood these days.

What are you looking at?

D-do you know that you

almost havethe perfect Roman nose?

Turn sideways, just like that.

Yeah. That's it.

Do you knowwhat I'd like to do with you?

Brianne! Come on, you guys!

Let's make some hot toddies!

-Hello, girls.
-Ooh, let me see.

There you go.

-Hey, that's good.
-Thank you.

I like the way you gave hima haircut.

I hope you fixed the bagsunder my eyes.

Oh, what bag?

We've been looking all overfor you.

You'd look good
with short hair.

Oh, thanks.

Why don't you go aheadwith your friends?

I, I got some thingsI should do.

Okay. I'll show it to you
when I'm done.

Now, I'm hoping
this will convince him

to let me cut his hair.

Heh-heh. You should.

What-what are you doing here?

I've come to cut your hair.

What on Earthare you taking about?

-Cut. Snip, snip.
-Huh?

Mm, come here.

Turn around.

Just like Samson and Delilah.

-Russell?
-Mm, let's see.

Uh, in the bathroom, darling.
Come on in.

I'm giving your fathera haircut. He really needs one.

Okay. I-I see.

Well, I'll have John
send you up some champagne.

Sound good? Good.

You know, your father's really coming out of his shell.

Yeah, he is, and he's makinga complete fool out of himself.

I hate him.

He's just starting
to come around

after losing his wife,
that's all.

He's really not such a bad guy.

-Jeanelle.
-Well, he's not your father.

That's why I can do things
for him that you can't.

-Such as?
-Get him to lighten up.

Stop living in the past.

You know what?
This is between him and me.

And I really want you
to leave him alone. Period.

-Fine.
-Fine.

Only...

I invited him to join us
for Thanksgiving dinner.

Sorry.

See you, guys.

Go down to aisle four, it's
in an amber-colored bottle.

-Uh-huh.
-It's on the fourth shelf.

Free pizza! Free pizza.

Anyone who wants it,
down the hall.

-Yes.
-Ooh! Follow that girl.

Jeanelle, want some pizza?

-Oh, wow!
-Oh, that's horrible.

Oh-ho!

I can't believe you did this.

I have to go out to dinner.

Who you going out
to dinner with?

-My dad.
-Oh!

You didn't tell me he was comingto town!

-Yes.
-Sure?

Well, maybe I'll just have
one little piece.

-Nice scenery.
-Yeah?

-Ooh, ooh..
-Ha-ha-ha....

Are you sure you don't want meto call a nurse?

No. I just wanna sleep.

Here you go.

Look, I don't thinkit was the pizza that--

Don't mention food.

My dad...

when he calls me...

Mm-hmm?

Do you think
that she's alright?

I mean,
maybe I should call a doctor.

No, it's justa little tummy upset.

She just wants to sleep,that's all.

And I knew if you'd callthe room, you'd wake her.

Well, that was
very thoughtful of you

to come all the way over here
to tell me.

Mm, I don't mind.

I didn't have anything to dotonight anyway.

So Wynton College
is just a stop for me.

You know, a chance for me
to build my portfolio

on my way to New York.

You're so sure of yourself.

My first wife was like that.

-Jeanelle's mom?
-Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, Jeanelleis nothing like her mother.

She's much more like me.

I guess that's whywe have such a hard time.

Uh-uh. No way are you
as insecure as Jeanelle.

Where do you come from?

I mean, what, did you springfrom Zeus' head, fully formed?

I mean, you have to besomebody's little girl.

I don't belong to anyone.

I blew off my parents
a long, long time ago.

And I plan
to never see them again.

I am nota little girl
like Jeanelle.

You're right, you're not,
I agree.

I'm sorry,I didn't mean to patronize you.

I just meant that

I have long-range plans.

My parents
just didn't understand it.

And you can't set limits
on yourself

when you're an artist.

You know?

Maybe after dinneryou can show me your paintings.

I'd love that.

God, these are
very...powerful images.

You must, you must realize

how much they contradictyour appearance.

Mm, no, I never thought of it
like that.

When I paint, I deal with forcesoutside of my rational control.

I don't even remember
painting that face.

Where do images like that
come from for you?

A woman crammed into a box.

I don't knowwhere they come from.

I don't know what they mean.

I don't care.

God, I wish I could go with
my imagination the way you do.

Oh, but you could.Don't you know that?

Come on.

When it comes right down to it,

all we are is energy.

And when something
truly moves you,

when you feel it
deep down inside...

you shouldn't fight it.

You should go with it.

What's important to you
at this very moment?

I guess,what comes to mind is Jeanelle.

You were sick!

I didn't want him
to phone the room

and wake you!

I mean, God, I try to do
something nice for you,

you just jump down my throat!

I'm not jumping down
your throat. I just asked.

How was I supposed to know thathe would invite me to dinner?

And what's so wrong
with saying yes?

So he wouldn't have
to eat alone, huh?

I don't know. I'm just,
I'm confused, you know?

Obviously, I don't understand
what's going on here.

All we did was talk about you.

How proud he is of you.

Then what did he say?

Just how you and him
are so alike...

and how you never let him down.

It used to be that way.

Look...

I just feel lucky

to have the chanceto know the both of you.

Well, I've never had a friend
quite like you myself.

I have some really good news.

You do?

Your father wants to sponsora gallery showing of my work.

Oh!

-Congratulations.
-Thank you!

Brianne, another message
from your mom.

Thanks.

When I paint,

I feel like
Brianne just crumbles away...

and a creature emerges
that's a stranger.

You know, the other night...

you said that sounded
a lot like being in love.

Well, it's actually
more like sex.

What are you thinking about
at this very moment?

I, I can't even tell you.

Why not?

Russell?

Oh. Hi.

You were supposed to meet me
at 3:30.

I'm sorry. I know I completelylost track of the time.

I've been waiting
for over half an hour.

-See you Monday.
-Okay.

Jeanelle?

Have fun.

Jeanelle, I just stopped by totell her about the photographer

who's coming on Monday,
and we got to talking.

If you wanna be in therewith her, that's fine.

-But don't make plans with me.
-Jeanelle, don't be silly.

This is not about me choosing
between you and Brianne.

I didn't mean to have
an outburst, I apologize.

I know I'm not a great athlete
or artist,

but my consistency
should count for something.

I want you to love me
for who I am.

And if that's being selfish,then I'm sorry.

You're not selfish. Wait, wait.
You're not selfish.

Brianne is simply a girl
with talent who needs a break

and I happen to think
she deserves it.

She's a beautiful young woman,
yes,

but I have no other interests
in her.

Man, that's good, I hope not

'cause you're old enough
to be her father.

Anthony is gonna select
one of the slides for the ad

and place it
in the major art publications.

Oh, and also,
there's an art critic coming

from "The Boston Globe"
to talk with you

tomorrow afternoon at 3:00.

Oh!

The newer pieces have

a kind of sinister elegance...

Don't care what they thinkof your painting.

-Just go out and have fun.
-Oh, I like that.

Just have the conversation.

Have the conversation with them

and hear what they think.

I mean,
look at all these people.

-Oh, hi, Dan.
-Maybe he's truly fond of her.

Is that so terrible?

How would you feel
if it was your father?

Have you ever seen her father?

-Heh-heh. That is true.
-No, I've not.

You know, maybe he really
thought she's talented.

Very comfortable
with my talent.

The other thing I wanted to tell you is that there's a man

here tonightfrom The Renwick in New York.

Now, if everything goes okay,he's gonna invite you

to show there in April

when they have a little gapin their schedule.

-What do you think?
-Oh! Thank you!

Girl, how you doing?

Are you enjoying the show?

It's raw talent.

I guess that's what
people respond to.

-What about you?
-I think I'm gonna drink.

-Right on.
-Alright. No good.

Congratulations.

I heard you sold something
last night.

Three pieces. All undervalued.

You must have been out
celebrating.

Is that where you were
all night?

Now, that isnone of your business.

It is my business.
He's my father.

Did it ever occur to you

that perhaps there's somethingin this for him, too?

That perhaps
I can offer him things

that no one else can?

You should know that I can haveyou expelled from the school.

I decided to clean your side
of the room last night.

You mean,
you went through my things.

I did.

And guess what I found.

I found
Marney's missing notebook

and test papers.

None of them belonged to you.

I think
Dean Kirkland should know.

I'm sorry.

I got ya.

What are you doing here?

Did you thinkI was gonna miss this? Huh?

Who the hell is Brianne Dwyer?

A pseudonym.

Oh...

Guess who came to the wedding?

All my friends, my family,everybody, except for you!

You were gone,with my money, my rings!

And your family and your parentsdidn't even know about it.

How did you know that?

A detective called them.

Yeah. You ran away from home,didn't ya?

Just like you ran awayfrom me! Why?

-I was scared.
-What? Of me?

No. Of everything.

I was afraid that if I told youthat, you would hate me forever.

And the minute I left,
I wanted to come back.

I tried to write you.
I wanted to be with you.

I really did, Quinn.

You expect me to believe that?

It's true.

-Where are my rings?
-Aah!

Quinn...

They're in, they're in my room.

I, I saved them for us, for us.

Go get 'em, now,or you're gonna get hurt.

-Okay.
-Do you understand me?

I'll wait for youunder that tree

right outside your dorm.

You go get me those rings!

Okay. Okay.

Maybe then I'll believe you.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Why did you lock the door?

Did you tell the dean?

She wasn't in.

Look, I'm in a lot of trouble.

And it would mean a lot to me...

if you would try to understand.

I'm listening.

Things will get even worse

if I don't go out right nowand take care of something.

Jeanelle, we were once friends.

Can't you give metill tomorrow morning?

Okay.

Thank you.

-Did you get 'em?
-I got something better.

Look, I owe $5000on those rings!

God bless America.

So, um...

trust me now?

Aah!

I had that coming.

Take me back?

Quinn?

You know, uh, maybe we shouldn'tstop so close to the college.

Why? You thinksomebody's following us?

You think they're after us?

Alright. You're right.

They probably won't notice
that the stuff is missing

until tomorrow.

So what are you worried about?

Nothing.

Mm! Hey, cut it out!

Darcy, what are you doing?

-Give me the keys, Quinn.
-Aah!

Quinn, give me the keys
right now.

I don't like the way
that you've been

treating me lately, sweetheart.

If I had known
that you were a wife beater,

I never would have
gotten engaged to you.

I'm calling the police.

-What for?
-To report you for stealing.

I guess you can explain
that, too.

You just saw me put them back!

I know it's hard for you
to understand because

you've always had a father
who you could go to,

who-who would just
go and fix anything for you.

Alright.

I-I owed a guy some money.

A lot of money.

He's been calling meand threatening me.

Jeanelle,I couldn't steal from you

even though I have nowhere elseto get the money.

Why didn't you ask to borrow it?

Because you were so angryabout your father,

I did not think
that'd be a good idea.

Your new counselor wants
to see you tomorrow morning.

On Saturday?

Did you tell her?

Nope. Haven't told anyone yet.

But she sent a yellow slip,
so it must be important.

Come in.

Good morning.

-You wanted to see me?
-Well, yes.

Don't you two have anything
to say to each other?

That isn't my daughter.

I met your daughter
at the airport.

She was running away,
and she asked me to help her.

Brianne was unhappy at home.

But she'd just gotten
her scholarship.

Why would she run away?

She was pregnant.

She was running offto San Francisco to get married.

But her boyfriendwas from Indianapolis.

That's all she told me!
That is all I know!

Who are you?

My name is...is Darcy Palmer.

And I came here from Nevada.

I ran away from home, too.

My family hates me,
and I didn't know what to do.

And then I met Brianne
and she...

she offered me this opportunityto come here and to paint.

It's been five months. Anythingcould've happened to her.

Did she say wherein San Francisco she was going?

No. No.

She, she said she was gonna
call me, but she didn't.

She never wrote.
I never heard from her.

I'm glad you're here, though.

I knew this couldn't last.

It was never supposed to lastthis long. I promise you.

You sent us pictures.

You wrote us letters.

You signed her name.

I-I-I have to find my daughter.

-I-I'm gonna call the police.
-Please, let me handle this.

We must report
your daughter's missing,

but I'd like to speak
with the dean first.

You'll have to vacate the dorm
immediately.

Beyond that, I don't know what will happen.

Could you call Russell Polk
for me?

Mm.

I would've figured this out.

I would've told you.

Did you think I could keep it
a secret forever?

Well, it's too latefor that now, isn't it?

So what?

We're just gonna go on

hating each other forever?

What difference does it make?

It'll make a difference
when you come home for visits.

Your father invited me
to stay with him at the house

until I get back on my feet.

When did you talk to my father?

Ms. Perry's office.

And after what you did,
he invited you to stay?

Well, at least he had
the decency

to offer a little compassion.

-Hi, John.
-Brianne?

You and Ihad better have a talk.

I'm surprised
you're still speaking.

Come on. John will take careof your things.

I wanna show you the spacethat we fixed up for you.

-For me?
-Mm-hmm.

Excuse me,
is Jeanelle Polk there?

Come in.

Hi. I'm Evelyn Dwyer.

Brianne's mother.
The real Brianne.

I-I need to talk to you.

Well, please, sit down.

I-I'm just trying to figure outwhat happened here.

We had our problems.

But Brianne wouldn't do this.

I-I don't thinkthat my ex-roommate

is telling the whole truth.

Oh. No. Neither do I.

But I don't think
that counselor's telling

the whole truth, either.

You see...

Brianne was here over the summer

for a face-to-face interview.

That woman knew
what she looked like.

So what...

H-how in God's name
could she not have known?

I'd like
the directory assistance

for Reno, Nevada, please.

I don't want you to think
that this means

that I approve
of what you've done.

Obviously, I don't.

But I do understand
your passion for art,.

for painting.

You must've boughtthe whole store!

Ha-ha! Well, I didn't know
exactly what you'd need.

You probably know that Jeanelleisn't gonna approve of this

even though it's temporary.

That's putting it mildly.

She feels quite threatenedby you.

I hope you'll be sensitiveto that.

Of course I will.

-I love her very much.
-I know.

And if she doesn't want me here,I'll leave.

Oh, no, no, I don't want that.

I'm Jeanelle Polk. I'm lookingfor the parents of Darcy Palmer.

-What for?
-Who am I speaking with?

I'm her uncle, Noah Palmer.

She said she ran away.

Who, who is this?

-I'm Brianne's roommate.
-Who?

I'm sorry. Darcy.
She said her name was Brianne.

She's in New Hampshire.

Well, it isn't exactly
a professional studio,

but at least it's a place
to hang your imagination

until something else
more permanent comes along.

What's the matter? What?

It's just thatyou've done so much for me.

I've opened a few doors,
that's all.

How do you know it's her?
Can you send us a picture?

Uh-huh.
Uh, I don't think I have one.

-Can you send me one?
-I could do that.

Okay, listen, my fatherhas a fax machine in his house.

You can send it directly there.

Do you knowwhat I'd really like?

Brianne... Darcy, you don't...

You don't, you don't have to,
you don't owe me anything.

This is for both of us.

Don't stop there.

Come here...

Heh-heh. Okay.

That was my mother's.

These are allmy mother's things.

Not the robe.

This belonged to Samantha.

-It suits you.
-Hm.

Look, if you're gonna make this

a battle
between the two of us...

who do you think
your father's gonna choose?

Who did he choose last time?

This could be so terrific
for-for us,

for the both of us.

I mean...

we could be like sisters.

Jeanelle, I tried to call you
this morning.

What, to warn me?

Jeanelle?

Jeanelle? Jeanelle,
what was I supposed to do?

-Throw her out on the street?
-You know what?

-You don't owe her anything.
-Jeanelle, believe me.

Believe me, you come first.You always--

I am not jealous!

I'm not asking you
to understand.

Then don't explain it to me.

I'm just asking younot to judge me

or her.

She's stolen things,
she's cheated, she's lied.

-Maybe worse.-What do you mean "Maybe worse?"

-And we don't even know--
-Jeanelle...

What she did was wrong,but that doesn't make her

an evil person.

-What does it make her?
-She's misguided.

I-I... She can be helped.I can help her.

Oh, Jeanelle...

Don't walk away from me
when I'm talking to you.

Who are you?

What do you mean?

I talked to your unclethis morning

and he sent me this picture.

Can I see it?

He said that you,

she disappeared a year ago.

This is me.

You know,
I was beginning to think

that that would always be me,you know,

just like all the others.

What others?

I lost count.

They all disappeared

just like Brianne...

just like you.

They'll say you were jealous,

that you were angry
at your father

and that you ran away.

Ow!

Ah! Daddy! Daddy!

Jeanelle! Darcy!

Daddy! Daddy! Da...

-Jeanelle! Darcy! I'm coming!-Daddy...

I'm here. Coming! What is it?
What? I'm here...

It's okay. It's alright.

Everything is okay.
Jeanelle is very upset.

She came after mewith a pair of scissors.

No, I didn't!

She tried to kill me

and tell you that I ran away!

She slashed my canvasand then she came after me.

It was like, it was likethere was another person

inside of herthat was about to explode.

-Russell, she needs help.
-Huh?

I-I really think
that she needs a sedative.

-What?
-And I'll stay with her.

And you call the hospital,
okay?

Shut up!

Somebody else didn't do this!You did this!

This is who you are!

You killed Brianne

and you probably killedDarcy, too.

-You're lying--
-I am not lying!

And I don't even think
that you know you're lying!

-But you're lying!
-Jeanelle, my God you're hurt.

Daddy, don't let her go!Don't let her go!

She did that to herself
right there!

I am an artist!

And you tried to set limits

on who I can be!

And I don't allow anyone
to do that!

You hear me?

-I gotta get out of here.
-You don't let her go.

-Calm down! Calm down!
-Don't let her go.

And just relax, just relax.

-Ow!
-No! Don't...

-Stop it! Stop it!
-Let me go! Let me go!

Nobody,
nobody is going to hurt you.

-No! She's a...
-Don't let her go.

But this is nowa matter for the police.

You just don't understand,
do you?

But that's okay...

'cause nobody understands
my secrets.

I don't even care
if you call the police...

'cause no one can touch me.

Brianne Dwyer, Darcy Palmer,
both gone without a trace.

The dates of disappearance
mesh nicely.

She killed Brianne
and Darcy, too, probably.

-She said there were others.
-Well, let's see if we...

Yeah. Bingo. There it is.

It's a special alert
across ten states.

Looks like there's been a stringof unexplained disappearances

over the past six years
all leading back

to a blonde teenager,
Barbara Richards,

who is described as "Childlike"

and walked away from her parents' burning farmhouse

in Indio, California.
Parents were still inside.

God, I guess we were lucky.

Well, we won't know
for a few days,

but I'd say you caught
our killer for us, Mr. Polk.

Allen?

Excuse me.

Look, I know
we got to charge her,

but it's hard to believe
that this little girl

is the one
that started the fight.

Yeah, well,this little girl is dangerous.

So make sure you cuff her.

Who are you?

I was almost you.

Dispatch, this is unit 31.

Do you need any backup
at the Polk residence?

You are very precious to me.

You don't believe me, do you?

It's your word against theirs.

They have all the money,
I have nothing.

It doesn't mean
he can spit on the law.

What can I do?

And they're gonna say
terrible things about me.

Can you help me?

If they can't find
any hard evidence against you,

you got nothin' to worry about.

Are these handcuffs
really necessary?

Once we're down the road,
I'll take 'em off.