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I'll make you a nice hot drink.
Better?
Yes, thank you, darling.
Don't touch me!
Keep away from me!
I saw him, it was Dominick.
It wasn't Dominick.
It was you.
Me?
Yes, you came up behind me.
Oh my God!
Oh, Charles!
Darling, what are we going to do?
I'm gonna call Dr. Andrews.
He must see you tonight.
As I've told you before, Charles.
An authors characters are an extension
of his own personality.
Sometimes, a part of it that he normally
tries to conceal from himself.
Please, try to relax.
Close your eyes.
Listen to me.
a kind and decent man.
You love your wife but you
also have hostility toward her.
Instead of expressing that hostility,
you create a character
to express it for you.
But that character is only a
creature of your imagination.
It is not real.
As I have said before,
you're like an actor who
loses himself in his role.
You've lived with this
character day after day.
You visualized his appearance,
dramatized his acts.
Thought his thoughts.
So much so that you've come to believe
that he really exists.
But he doesn't.
But I've been writing
about murderers for years.
And I've never wanted to become one.
I mean, why should I
suddenly want to do so now?
Even in my subconscious.
Well, how did it go?
Everything's taken care of.
Darling, I knew the plan would work.
Now we can go away together.
They said that I
wasn't a very good actor.
We don't have to worry
about getting work.
We'll have plenty of money now
with all the royalties on Charles's books.
That I wasn't believable
in the parts I played.
Hello?
Could I speak
to Mrs. Hillier, please?
Yes, speaking.
This is Detective Inspector Chapman
from Scotland Yard, madam.
I'm calling from Dr. Andrews's office.
I'm afraid I've got some bad news.
We've found your husband dead.
Doctor Andrews is murdered too.
Hello, Mrs. Hillier.
Hello?
The police say they've
found Dr. Andrews's body
and that Charles has
been strangled as well.
That's right.
Both of them are quite dead.
Andrews first and then Charles.
But...
It was very easy.
Much easier than I'd imagined.
But that wasn't the plan!
The point was to prove Charles insane.
It's better this way.
Much better.
But don't you see?
They'll be looking for a killer.
Perhaps, they'll come
looking for you, Richard.
Richard?
I don't know anyone called Richard.
My name is Dominick.
We found him standing
over her body, laughing.
It's not all him, you know.
It's that house.
The house?
Yes, there's something strange about it.
Listen, sergeant,
I'm interested in facts
not fantasies.
Very well, sir.
Consider this.
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