Dolores Claiborne Page #2

Well, I'm telling you.

I did not murder that b*tch any more

than I'm wearing a diamond tiara.

He's got an eyewitness...

...who puts you standing over a dead body

with a rolling pin.

When did you start smoking?

Are you not listening to me?

They're talking murder here.

You're lucky I didn't have to post bail.

Spooky, ain't it?

Can't stand out here all day.

What a mess.

A regular bunch of artistes.

Look at this mess.

Cheese and crackers.

Friggin' little bastards.

I've got an idea who they are, too.

Let me try.

Selena.

Get in the house.

Selena, I said get in the house, right now.

I am in the house.

It's cold, I know.

God, it's a dust bowl.

Thank God I kept the electric up.

I got some wood.

We'll have hot water pretty quick.

Clean linens upstairs, last I looked.

Longer you stand there,

the more boogery it's gonna feel.

It's dead.

It's off three years, at least.

I'd know that if I called more often, right?

You called Vera's last Christmas.

The lines go both ways, Mother.

Look, this isn't gonna work.

I need a phone.

I'm gonna stay at the motel.

It's closed.

It's off-season.

What about Riner's Inn?

He's gone.

Burned down.

Must be five years ago by now.

Sh*t.

There's phones in town.

-We've gotta go shoppin' anyway.

-I'll go.

Alone.

I'll take care of it.

You don't know what we need.

I'm assuming it's everything.

You know what? I've got a game.

Do you know how to count by fives?

You don't. I can teach you.

I know you are. You're smart.

Let's count by fives. You want to play

hide and seek? Ready?

...25, 30.

Where is she? Where did she go?

I can't find Selena anywhere.

I hear an awful lot of thunder upstairs,

but I can't find Selena anywhere.

Where is she?

Is she lost?

What was that I heard?

What did I hear?

I don't know. I think I heard something.

There you are.

Let me help you. That's my job.

-You must be starving.

-All these calls.

Ended up longer than I thought.

Water's warm.

You'll want a nice, hot bath. I got this.

I spent an hour finding this radiologist...

...just so that he could tell me

he won't go on record.

Is that your new story?

You say there's hot water?

Why don't you go on up

and get yourself fresh?

Go on.

It won't bite you.

Must be a lot of pressure.

All them famous people...

...talking to them.

I framed the picture.

You and Richard Nixon.

He was selling a book.

I got a scrapbook.

Saved all your articles.

Drugstore in Jonesport puts them aside

for me.

I used to read them to Vera...

...when she was clear enough to listen.

You've done so well for yourself.

Is that what you think?

How well I've done?

Hell, even Miss Vera Kiss-My-Back-Cheeks

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