Naked Fear (1999) - full transcript

Bye, honey. - And don't forget
your homework.

Gimme your fucking money, man,
before I smoke your bitch ass!
Hurry up!

Oh my God! Just do it!

Listen to your lady. I said
now, motherfucker!

Hold it! Hold it! We'll do
whatever you want!

You want money? - What the fuck
you think I want? Give it up!

Aaaaaahhhhh!

Try screaming now, bitch!

(alarm clock)

(fast rock music)

(doorbell rings)



(dog barking)

Hey, Willie. -Morning, Camden.
Morning paper.

Thank you. -Que pasa? -Not much.

I got to change the batteries
in the smoke detector.

Oh sure, yeah, come on in.
Bring your ladder.

Oh, here, let me help you.

Thanks.

I know I just changed these
things a few months ago

and they're probably good, but
the law says

I gotta replace them.

Not that I'm complaining, cause
if this place burns down,

I'm out of a job and I don't
need that.

Yeah, neither do I.

Listen, I'm just about to cook
up some breakfast. Wanna join
me?



Hmm... (laughing) Uh, I can't.

I've got a million batteries to
change.

Not everyone's as happy to see
me as you are.

Some other time then.

I'll tell you what. I'll sneak
out on the wife

later on this week you and I
could play some cards. Eh? Eh?

Alright, alright, you're on.

(rock music) Breakfast in the
afternoon.

Let the sunshine in the middle
of my room.

Just another hour

(doorbell rings)

Yeah?

Delivery.

Where's Quan?

He took the day off.

You gonna let me in or not.

Here, let me take these.

You wait right there, I'll be
back.

Have it your way.

Nice place you got here. You
live alone?

Here you go.

Thanks.

Tell Quan to call me when he's
back.

Yeah, sure thing.

Wanna date? Stuck up little
yuppie.

If you don't want to, just say
no.

You don't have to make that
face.

(doorbell rings)

Donald, hi.

Here's your mail. You must be
on

every mailing list in this
country. Is there anything that
you don't read?

Yeah, street signs. Heh heh heh.

Very good, Camden. I'm glad to
see that agoraphobia hasn't
deprived you of your wit.

Speaking of which, agoraphobia,
that is...

I spoke to a doctor that
specializes in your condition.

You mean a shrink.

He's willing to make a house
call.

Forget it.

You haven't set foot outside
this apartment in ten years.

Why should I? I have everything
I need here.

Friends? A girlfriend? There's
more to life

than cable television.

Aren't you my friend?

Of course I am, but I'm also
your attorney. Your father's
will specified

that his own firm should look
after you.

I know. I know. You pay my
bills,

my taxes, my expenses.

You don't change the channels
on the TV, but, hey, I have a
remote for that.

I spoke to the doctor and he
said that...

I'm not crazy.

At least give him a call.

I'll think about it.

Thank you. I don't want the
firm to think that their
favorite associate isn't doing
his job.

There is something you can do
for me.

I want a roommate.

What?

You heard me the first time. I
want a roommate.

Why?

I'm lonely.

Ok, Camden. I'll set it up.

All I want you to do is take
out the ad. "Room for rent."
I'll take care of everything
else.

Mr. Cusak will insist that I
screen the applicants.

No. I want to do that myself.

I can't believe you're gonna
let a total stranger in here

when you won't even give me a
key to your door.

It's a first step. I need to do
this.

Alright, Camden. Just do me one
favor. Rent it by the week and
not by the month.

I want to be in a position to
get rid of anyone fast if it
turns out that you don't like
them.

It's a deal.

(rock music)

Walkin' around inside this house

and feelin' that there's no one
around

lookin' at the pieces of the
past

who would think he'd bring in
from the rain

I want you to call me.

I want you to call me.

I want you to call me.

Call us at 1-900-555-EASY.

We want to be your special
friends. Call me now.

Hello?

Hi.

What's your name?

Jim.

That's a nice name, Jim. I'm
Susan.

Glad to meet you, Susan.

What do you do for a living?

I'm a CPA.

What's that?

Teamster.

Oh, wow! I love union men!

I'll bet you drive all over the
country.

Do you call these numbers
often?

No, this is my first time.

Listen, why don't we get
together sometime? You can
drive your truck over to my
place.

No can do, Pam. You see, I'm on
the road

an awful lot and... I only call
this number

because I need to hear a sexy
voice to keep me going.

Oh, cool! You rule!

Yeah, well.

It's been swell talking to you,
babe,

but I really gotta hit the
road.

Take care of yourself, Jim.

I always do.

(doorbell rings)

(Two voices) Hello!

We're here!

I prefer somebody who doesn't
smoke.

I can't have any loud music
here.

I'll keep it low like it is now.

I can't allow any parties.

The only guest I'll ever have
over is my boyfriend. Well, he
alone would make a party.

Hi, I'm Randy.

I called about the apartment.

Camden. Come on in.

Thanks.

Well this is the room in
question.

These doors slide shut so you
get privacy.

Wow, check out those legs.

I have.

You have?

Well, through the telescope, I
mean.

So are these your parents?

Yeah.

I'm an orphan.

Really? My parents died when I
was 17.

10.

So how much are you asking?

$75 a week. One week in
advance.

Sounds reasonable.

Is there anything you want to
ask me?

When can you move in?

How about tonight?

Okay. Oh, I do have to warn you
about one thing. I never leave
this apartment. Ever.

That's cool with me.

Look, here's $150. I'm going to
go get my stuff.

You want anything from outside?

No thanks, I have everything I
need delivered.

Not anymore.

Oh, you'll probably need these.

Jesus, at least I'll be safe.

Are you kidding? This is the
safest apartment in the city.

(hard rock music)

I'm in.

You're shitting me!

I'm moving in tonight.

Fuckin' A!

Check this out. One's for the
front door.

The other three are for the
apartment bolts.

Paranoia will destroy ya.

Why don't you go powder your
nose, sweet thing.

No problem.

And save some of that shit for
me!

So, uh, what's the score?

Man, that place is even sweeter
than you said.

We're gonna need a truck to
haul off all that shit.

Man, I knew that place was ripe
for picking the minute I saw it.

What about the freak?

The guy's a total shut in.

There's no way we're getting
him out of there.

I'm up for ideas.

I'll get him fucked up. As soon
as he passes out I'll let you in

and we can clean the place out.

We can fence that shit before
he even wakes up.

I guess you won't be delivering
groceries for a while.

Get this. That Korean bastard
fired me.

I guess somebody was
complaining I was too nosy or
something.

I cut my hair for nothing.

I wouldn't say that.

Yeah, we cased a few great
apartments.

Jimmy, when you coming in?

When I'm fucking ready.

Let me tell you, it's costing
me a fucking fortune to keep
that bitch lit.

When's she leaving?

She's here to stay, bro.

She never goes anywhere. She
just sits around all day
snorting

her brains out. I don't get any
privacy.

Hey, man, let's get this
straight.

This isn't the joint. This is
my crib and women are
definitely allowed.

You can stay here as long as
you want but it isn't just you
and me anymore.

If you've got a problem with
that then you can move out for
real, got it?

You know, it's gonna be cool
staying somewhere else.

Even if it is for just a few
hours.

Ha ha ha. No, no. This one's
not like that.

Yeah, I like him. He's friendly.

Well, why don't you just swing
by sometime and meet him.

Oh, oh, okay. Alright, Donald.

I'll talk to you later. Bye-bye.

Hang on.

Thanks.

Sorry about that.

It's cool.

At least I don't have to worry
about getting locked out if
you're always home.

Is that all your stuff.

Yeah, I like to travel light.

Well, I'm cooking some dinner.
You like Chinese.

I love it.

Make yourself at home.

Thanks.

Are you tired of being alone to
die?

Then call the party animal line.

All it takes is one phone call
to make you the life of the
party.

If you wanna be a party animal,
just dial 1-900-555-ROAR.

Roar!

You ever call one of those
things?

All the time. Heh.

Me too.

You ever use your real name?

Hell no, that's half the fun.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Camden, you ever get laid?

Um, I came close once.

In, in high school. But then my
parents died.

And it didn't work out.

So how'd they die?

Well, they were... going to a
party...

As soon as they stepped outside
of this apartment

some junkie shot them for my
father's wallet.

That's rough, man.

At least you were raised by
your parents.

Mine died in a fire when I was
just a kid.

That must have been difficult.

I spent years in foster homes
getting into all kinds of
trouble.

Then a chick straightened me
out.

What was she like?

She was hot and cool.

What happened to her?

She started to smother me so I
had to fire her.

Ha ha ha ha, yeah, I could
stand a little bit of that.

Chicks are great as long as you
keep them in line.

Friends are forever.

(noises)

Randy?

Don't make a sound you little
faggot or I'll blow your
fucking brains out. Got it?

Oh, shit. This guy delivered my
groceries last week.

He's collected his last tip.

He didn't hide his face.

He didn't care if I recognized
him or not. He was gonna...

kill me.

If you'd moved in one day later
I'd be dead now.

You saved my life.

It's my fault he got in. I left
the window open.

What are we gonna do with him?

Call the cops. When they get
here tell them the truth.

Tell them he was gonna kill you
unless I stopped him.

When they get here?

Or we could just go to the
police station.

No, no, no you don't
understand. I don't want to let
a policeman

come in here but I can't go
anywhere. I can't!

Look! I know you don't me going
to prison for saving your life.

Of course I don't.

Isn't there something else we
can do?

Alright.

I'll deal with this in the
morning.

I hate pigs anyway.

What now?

We both need to get a good
night's sleep.

I can't sleep with a corpse in
my living room.

Here.

Take these.

What about you?

You're not gonna sleep in here
with that.

Don't worry about it.

(doorbell rings)

(doorbell rings)

(doorbell rings)

Good morning, Camden.

Wille! Hey!

Saw your roommate. He told me
you wanted bars on the windows?

He did?

He gave me $20 to take care of
it right away.

Oh, well, you can take care of
it a little later.

Hey, don't worry about it. I'm
here now.

Well, what's going on here?

I decided to get a new carpet.

Well, good for you.

After I get done measuring the
windows I'll get rid of it for
you.

No! I mean, Randy has a friend
who wants this carpet.

Well, I'll take it down to the
lobby for you.

Oh, well, he has to see it
before he decides whether or
not he wants it.

Okay, Cam. You let me know.

I will.

(police sirens)

Hey, stranger.

How's it going?

Popcorn?

No. Can we just do this. I'm
really busy.

Too busy to talk to your old
friend.

You were never my friend,
Larry. Even when we lived
together.

You were just a leech that was
trying to suck me dry.

Huh. Tell me how you really
feel.

It's nothing personal. You're
just good at what you are.

Take a taste.

I don't do this shit anymore.

It's for a lady friend.

Sure it is.

Enjoy the show.

Enjoy the blow.

Get the fuck out of here!

Where the hell is Jimmy?

He's tying up a few loose ends.

Did you guys score last night?

In more ways than one.

He told me to give this to you.

You guys should have called me.
I was worried.

Your worries are over.

So did that super come by?

Yeah. Don't you think it
would've been a good idea to
get rid of the body first?

The sooner this place is
totally secure the sooner you
can sleep at night.

That's true.

Help me get our friend into the
hall.

What are we gonna do with him
then?

There's a big dumpster out
front. He'll be landfill by
morning.

(doorbell rings)

See who it is.

It's my lawyer!

Help me get him in the bathroom.

Uh, just a second!

Tell him I'm in the shower.

Right.

Donald! Hey, come on in.

I, I ,I wasn't expecting you.

You said to stop by and meet
your roommate.

Yeah, yeah, that's true, I did,
didn't I?

Is something wrong? You seem
edgy.

Huh? No, no, no, nothing's
wrong.

I'm a little tired is all.
Randy and I were up late last
night, talking.

Just like a couple of
fraternity brothers, eh?

Heh heh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Where is he, anyway? At work?

No, uh, he's... he's in the
shower.

What does he do anyway?

He lives off his savings.

Oh, is that so?

Yeah, birds of a feather.

I guess so. May as well make
myself comfortable.

Well, if you're sure you
wouldn't rather come back

at some later time?

Mr. Cusak expects a full report
from me.

And I'm not leaving until I've
met the subject of that report.

Whatever you say.

(water shuts off)

Didn't take too long. Patience,
my friend. Patience.

Hey.

Randy, this is my friend and
lawyer,

Donald Wood. Donald, this is
Randy Carver.

How you doing?

Fine, and yourself?

Great.

I don't know if Camden
mentioned it but I work for the
law firm his father started.

He hasn't said a word about it.

I manage Camden's affairs.

Camden's lucky to have people
around who care about him.

We're hitting it off great,
aren't we, Cam?

Yeah.

Glad to hear that.

I gotta get moving. It's nice
to meet you.

Likewise.

So, what do you think?

Seems friendly enough.

Guess I'll be on my way.

Well, be sure to tell Mr. Cusak
I said hello.

You got it, buddy.

See you later.

Are you tired of being rejected
for superficial reasons?

Do you want to meet someone
who's real?

Then call 1-900-555-REAL.

You'll speak to a real person
who wants to meet the real you.

Hi, my name's Mike.

Hi, I'm Julie.

What do you do for a living,
Julie?

I work in an art gallery.

How about you?

I'm a lawyer.

Oh.

Do you have any hobbies?

Actually, I'm an artist.

Really? Hey, that's terrific.

I really admire creative people.

Really? I'm having an exhibit
next week. Would you like to
come?

I'd love to see your work, but
I really don't think I can make
it.

That's okay. I understand.

Look, I've got to go. This was
a mistake.

Julie, wait.

Are you there?

Yes.

My name isn't Mike.

It's Camden.

And I'm not a lawyer.

I really don't know what I am.

I make up different identities
when I call these numbers

to impress the women that I
speak to.

And I can't come see your
exhibit because I never leave
my apartment.

I have agoraphobia. That's...

I know what agoraphobia is.

That was quite a confession,
Camden.

Look, this conversation is
probably costing us both a
fortune.

Why don't you give me your
number and I'll call you right
back.

I don't give my number out.

Well then I'll give you mine.

I don't know.

It's 555-4503.

(phone rings) Hello?

Camden?

Hi, Julie.

(knock at door)

Come in.

What's up, Cam?

I am. What do you want?

I brought you a surprise.

Have fun, buddy. She's all
yours. For an hour, anyway.

Hi, Camden.

Hello.

Your friend said you're a
virgin.

So, how would you like it?

Uh, I, uh, I... I don't know.

Well, aren't you gonna take
your clothes off?

Do you need some help?

So are you gonna tell me what
happened or what?

Nothing happened.

Bullshit! You had her in your
room for two hours

and I only paid for one.

I couldn't get it up.

So what did you do for two
hours?

We talked. Gloria's a very nice
woman, actually.

You fantasize about that bitch
every night.

How come you couldn't get it
up?

I guess I had other things on
my mind.

Yeah, like what?

Like my date tonight.

Your date? What are you talking
about?

I have a date. With a woman I
met on the phone.

You slick son of a bitch.

So I'd appreciate it if you
left early and came back late,
huh?

Hey, I'm outta here now.

Hi.

Hi. I'm Camden.

I'm Julie.

Nice to meet you in person.

Same here. Come on in.

Can I take your coat?

Here.

Would you like a drink?

A beer would be great.

Oh, coming up.

That was delicious.

Thank you.

So what did you do before you
started working at the gallery?

I was one of those annoying
people who sells subscriptions
over the phone.

I get all my subscriptions over
the phone. We probably met.

It didn't pay much but it was
convenient.

I could work out of my own
apartment.

So what made you decide to make
the change.

I don't know. I decided it was
time to be around people again.

I was spending all my time at
home.

Yeah, I know what that's like.

So what do you want to do?

I'm not going anywhere.

There must be something you
want to do outside these walls.

I want to do everything outside
these walls.

You wanna dance?

Yes.

I'm sorry. I can't.

Why, what's wrong.

I can't explain it.

Is it something I did?

No, it's not you. It's me.

I'm really sorry, I have to go.

(knock at door) Come on in.

Hey. So how'd it go, Romeo?

Everything was going fine until
I kissed her then should took
off like I had AIDS.

Maybe she's a virgin, too.

Not likely.

Is she frigid?

Scared is more like it.

Maybe she's damaged goods.

I wouldn't let it get you down.

I'm going go out and hang for a
while. You wanna come?

Yeah, right.

Okay, man. You can't blame me
for trying. I'll see you later.

Yeah, you too.

(screaming)

Good morning, I'm Melanie White
and this is the Manhattan
Minute.

What's so good about it,
Melanie?

Police are investigating the
murder of a prostitute

found earlier this morning in
the Clinton area.

Gloria Benson was brutally
stabbed to death in what police
are calling

a sex related crime. Benson was
24 years old

and there were no witnesses. In
other news...

(phone rings)

Hello?

Camden, it's Julie. I want to
apologize for last night.

That's okay, you don't have to.
It...

Yes, I do. I think you're

a great guy and you deserve an
explanation.

I left my jacket at your place.
If you don't mind

I thought I'd stop by to get it
and we can talk.

Of course I don't mind.

I'll stop by after work.

See you then.

Camden, you gonna let me in or
what?

Who pushed the panic button?

She's dead! She's dead and her
pimp was right outside

and now he's gone and I thought
you were him trying to...

What are you babbling about?

Gloria is dead.

Who?

The prostitute you brought me
the other night!

Her name was Gloria. Someone
stabbed her to death.

No shit.

I was looking through my
telescope and her pimp was
looking right at me!

Why would he do that?

I don't know, maybe he thinks I
killed her.

Maybe I was her last customer
and he thinks that I...

He doesn't even know who you
are. You're just being paranoid.

What if I'm not being paranoid.

You've got nothing to worry
about. Trust me.

But Julia's coming over
tonight.

Alright! Let me catch some Z's
and I'm outta here.

This isn't easy for me to say.

Then don't say anything. It's
not necessary. It's enough that
you're here.

You should know what you're
getting into before we go any
further.

I carry a lot of emotional
baggage.

And I don't?

At least you can talk about it.
I can't even talk to my shrink.

I was out on a date with this
guy...

and he raped me.

I didn't press charges.
Instead, I completely isolated
myself.

I still cringe when a man gets
too close to me.

I'm just really scared of
getting hurt.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

I know.

I like that painting.

My lawyer gave it to me. A
reminder of what I'm missing on
the outside.

He sounds like a good friend.

From 9 to 5 he's a great friend.

What about your roommate?

He's cool.

I'd like for you to see my
paintings.

I'd love to. Bring them over.

And maybe we could go to a
museum sometime.

I'd love to go to a museum.

But I can't. Not even with you.

Well, let's not forget this.

Now I don't have an excuse to
come back.

Well, we'll just have to come
up with another reason.

Hey!

Relax, this is Randy.

How ya doin'?

Nice to meet you.

Same here.

Um, I have to go.

Call me?

You bet.

Bye.

See ya!

Not bad! So, how far did you
get?

I owe you a pack of condoms.

You're kidding! I don't believe
it.

Way to go, man. Now don't get
all hung up on this chick.

I don't want to see you get
hurt.

Now, what makes you think
she'll hurt me.

I'm not saying she will.

I just want you to fall in love
with the first chick you bag.

Well, thank you for your
concern, but I think I can take
care of myself.

Sure you can. Just take it
slowly. Don't rush into
anything.

Okay?

(upbeat pop music)

(hip hop music)

Yeah, what the fuck you want?

Good morning I'm Melanie White
and this is the Manhattan
Minute.

Police are investigating the
slaying of a man found on the
West Side.

Lawrence "Missing Tooth"
Jackson was shot five times with

an automatic pistol in the same
alley where a prostitute was
murdered just

three nights ago. Police are
exploring the possibility of a
link

between the two murders.

What are you lookin' at?

Nothing.

You sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

I'm going out.

Maybe I should get myself a
girlfriend. Then we can double
date.

In the kitchen or something.

Heh heh.

Hey, Randy.

What did you do with the
burglar's gun?

Why do you ask?

Just curious.

Do you think it's smart
carrying it around like that?

You know what it's like out
there, Cam. I have to protect
myself.

It's about time!

I got here as fast as I could.
What's this about?

You were right, I shouldn't
have gotten a roommate.

What's wrong? Doesn't he flush
the toilet?

I can't explain.

But you want him out.

Definitely.

That's all I need to hear.

Well, at least he travels
lightly.

Yeah, he moves around a lot.

God knows how many roommates
he's had. (Door opens)

Oh shit!

Don't worry.

I have everything under control.

What's going on?

You're moving out.

Yeah? Why's that?

Camden is uncomfortable with
the current living situation.

Is that the way it is, Cam?

Yeah.

I paid a hundred and a half
upfront. Week isn't even out
yet.

Here's $200.

We're sorry for the
inconvenience.

YOU... CAN'T... BUY... ME...
OFF!

That's it, Cam. Run and hide.
Leave me with the dirty work as
usual.

You killed that pimp, didn't
you?

Of course, I did. You were
shitting your pants. I did it
for you!

Did you kill Gloria for me,
too?

I paid that bitch to fuck you
not talk your ear off.

You're psychotic.

I'm not psychotic. Look who I
killed.

A whore, her pimp and a lawyer.
They were parasites.

Go ahead, lock your door. Crawl
under your bed and hide.

Your world just got a lot
smaller. You wanted a best
friend?

Well, you've got one for life.
And I ain't going anywhere.

You don't understand the
responsibilities that go along
with

friendship. You never dump a
friend for a chick.

Never!

Hey, Cam, you awake?

I fixed you some dinner. You
gotta be hungry.

Alright, I'm just gonna leave
it here.

(phone rings)

Hello?

(Julie) Hi, is Camden there?

Where else would he be?

That isn't funny.

Camden doesn't want to talk to
anyone right now.

Would you please tell him I
called. Please?

Yeah, whatever.

Get in that closet, goddammit!

You are gonna get such a
beating when your father comes
home!

Come here, you little shit!

I can't sleep.

How about you?

I didn't think so.

I guess it wouldn't surprise
you to learn that I was a
pretty wild kid.

My parents used to punish me a
lot.

My mother used to lock me in a
closet for hours at a time.

Total darkness.

No matter how loud I screamed
she wouldn't let me out.

I guess that's when my
claustrophobia started.

My father used to beat me.

One night he went too far.

He almost beat me to death.

So waited for them both to fall
asleep.

I snuck downstairs.

I knew where he kept the
kerosene.

And I knew where my mom kept
her cigarettes.

I had my first smoke that night.

They were toast by morning.

Well, I better let you get some
sleep.

I'm taking off, Cam.

You want anything?

I guess not. Well, take it
easy, man.

And, uh, lock up after me.

Goodbye, honey.

Don't forget to do your
homework.

(doorbell rings)

Hello?

Camden, It's me, Julie. Can I
please come up?

Uh, I'm not feeling well.

I'd really like to see you.

It's not a good time.

Is anything wrong?

I have to take care of
something.

Will you call me later?

If I can.

Okay, I guess I'll talk to you
later, then.

Bye.

(urinating)

Happy Anniversary.

Open this door, Cam! Open this
fucking door!

Open this goddamn door right
now!

Hwaaahh!!!

That was really stupid, Cam.
That was so stupid

I'm gonna have to come up with
a special punishment for you.

Nice try, Cam.

But I think it's time for you
to come out of the closet.

(CLICK!)

Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!

Camden, let me out of here, you
motherfucker!

Camden, I'm begging you, man.
Let me out of here.

It's like a coffin in here, man!

Let me out! Please, let me out!

I promise I'll be good, man.
Let me out!

NO!

I'm outta here.

I got you your first blow job!
Don't let her come between us!

I'll give you back the remote
control.

Aaaaaahhhhh!!!!!!

(heavy metal music)

Every time I look around I
can't understand

Try to figure out how things
got so out of hand

It seems like only yesterday
this place was so cool

And now it seems that everyone
is acting the fool

All I need is a sensational

What is I need is a sensational

Sensational

Sensational world!

Sensational!

Sensational world!

Teacher says I see you brought
your uzi to school

And now I don't think that's an
educational tool

Leave your little toys at home
and fight like a man

And let's see how big and bad
you are when it's hand to hand

All I need is a sensational

All I need is a sensational

Sensational

Sensational world!

Sensational

Sensational world!

Everytime I look around

I can't understand, try to
figure out how things

got so out of hand, all I need

is a sensational

all I need is a sensational

Sensational

Sensational world!

Sensational

Sensational world!

Sensational

Sensational world!

(doorbell rings)

Camden! My God, I can't believe
you're here!

What's going on?

I had a fight with my roommate.

Well, come on in.

Where's your coat?

I haven't needed one for years.

I need a place to stay.

Are you asking if you can stay
here?

Yes.

Alright.

But, you have to follow certain
rules.

No problem.

You wash your own dishes and
clean up after yourself.

No problem.

I choose what we watch on TV.

Nnnnooo problem.

And, you sleep in my bed.

No problem.

No, no! Leave them open. I've
had it with doors!

On TV: I'm Melanie White and
this is the Manhattan Minute.

Arson is expected in a blaze
which left one man dead in
Hell's Kitchen today.

Firefighters responded to the
four alarm fire

on West 43rd Street at 5PM and
were able to evacuate

most of the tenants before
subduing the fire.

No!

The only man who was unable to
escape reportedly suffered from
agoraphobia.

God no!

The fear of open spaces.

This is a terrible tragedy. I
don't how it happened.

I just changed the batteries in
the smoke detector

a couple of weeks ago. Poor
little buddy. I tried to help
him, but

there was fire everywhere. Oh
God.

I just carried what was left of
his body out of here.

God...

(knock at door)

(tapping on window)

Ha ha ha ha ha!

Jesus Christ!

Look at you!

Not a pretty picture, am I?

Oh, Camden.

I know, seven years bad luck.

It's okay. I'm not gonna hurt
you.

I know.

It's okay.

Oh God. I'm sorry.

Everything's okay.

I don't want to ruin this but
I'm so scared.

I know. I know.

Lie down.

I'm going to go wash up.

Julie...

I'll be right back.

(shower turns on)

Hi, I'm Randy, I called about
the apartment.

The police are investigating
the slaying of a man found on
the West Side.

YOU CAN'T BUY ME OFF!

Wake up, Camden! Wake up!

Shh!

Not just yet, good buddy.

I'm calling the shots around
here. You get it?

She's okay. Had to slap her
around a little bit

but she'll live. We had a nice
talk.

You know what 3000 battered
women have in common?

They don't fucking listen.

How did you get out?

You should have taken this.

But I got to give you credit.
That closet was a brilliant
idea.

I pissed all over myself.

She's as screwed up as we are.

I got news for you, Cam.

This bitch has had one

fucked up life.

No wonder she found herself a
nice harmless dude like you.

But you're not harmless are
you, Cam?

You'd kill me right now if you
could, wouldn't you?

Thought so.

Well, show Julie that you're
not harmless.

Give her a taste of what she
really wants.

Shut up, you fucking psycho!

You gonna let her talk to me
like that?

Look, let her go. This is
between you and me.

Rape this bitch or I'll paint
the wall with her blood.

You give it to her good I might
let you both go.

Don't do it, Camden. I'd rather
die!

Teach her a lesson or I'll put
a bullet in her head and fuck
her through the hole.

I mean it.

I'm sorry.

You gutless bastard.

You don't need any directions
from me, Cam.

You know what to do. Only do it
hard.

No!

Show time!

Camden!

Kill him!

Go ahead, you pussy whipped
bastard. Do it.

Pull the trigger like she
wants.

Uh-uh.

I'm not gonna kill you. Even
though you deserve to die.

I want you to suffer long and
hard. I'm gonna call the cops.

You'll like it in prison,
Randy, I hear there's a lot of
male bonding

going on in there. How big do
you think those cells are?

Eight feet by ten feet? You're
gonna spend the rest of

your life in a closet, buddy.

Yaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!

I didn't think you were gonna
make it.

You kidding? I was dying to get
out of the apartment.

Randy's voice: Chicks are
great. As long as you keep them
in line. Friends are forever.

What's up motherfucker? You want some of