Creepshow Page #4

l'm surprised you didn't notice a change

in the quality of your picture.

You ought to be grateful to us.

lf you ever loved her, you don't now.

There won't be any alimony

or property settlement problems.

She just wants out.

l don't know whether l ever loved her

or not, Harry. That doesn't matter.

The point is l keep what is mine.

No exception to that rule, ever!

No exceptions, Harry.

Never!

What did you mean when you said

something nasty would happen?

You really should take better care

of this equipment.

At least get a maintenance cartridge.

Talk to me! Right now!

Take your hand off me, right now!

Fine.

l've got something l want you to hear.

Harry!

He's got me in....

Please, come!

Please!

He's got me in....

Ifyou don't come, the....

Please, Harry!

Please, come!

l had to stop it there.

l couldn't bear to record any more.

What have you done with her?

Tell me, you son of a b*tch, or l'll kill you!

Kill me and you'll never find out!

Now, don't get naughty.

lf l fall down on this floor

and hit my head on that hard marble...

...l could fracture my skull.

-Fine with me!

-Then you'll never know!

And believe me, Mr. True Love,

you'll want to know!

Because by 1 1 :
00 this morning,

it will be too late.

I love the ocean,

except when the tide is out.

Then it has that kind of rotten smell.

l just don't understand

what you're trying to prove.

l'm not trying to prove a thing.

lt may be on some subjects

that l'm not entirely sane.

The subject of what is mine,

for example, l'm not sane...

...at all!

This is Comfort Point.

l call my beach house Comfort Station.

ls that camp or kitsch, Harry?

That's stupid!

That's unkind, Harry!

Unkind!

l won't hold it against you.

Come on, up this way.

Harry!

Maiden-fair is waiting

for her knight in shining corduroy.

Come on.

Here's something l think

you'll find interesting.

You see that down there?

ls that...?

What?

The burial mound of my lady-fair?

lt could be.

Notice how the water creeps in?

Even when the tide is out...

...the water creeps in.

l don't know what you think you're doing!

This has gone just about far enough!

No, Harry. Not nearly far enough!

Now, if you're thinking

of becoming a hero...

...l suggest that you remember

the lady-fair.

Jump into that hole.

Then you force me to shoot you, Harry.

Sorry.

Good boy, Harry.

Now, Harry, l want you to kneel down...

...and start pulling the sand into the hole.

No way! Go ahead,

shoot me if you want to.

-You're not going to bury me alive!

-Not a bad idea.

Not exactly what l had in mind though.

All l want to do is incapacitate you,

then you can see Becky.

l don't believe you.

l always keep my promises.

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