Deadline

Alright let's

finish packing

and get the hell outta here.

What the hell is that?

A gun.

Are you serious?

Ben...

will be out soon.

He'll try to find me.

He always does.

He has no idea where

you're going.

What if he finds out?

Alice, I don't like

you having a gun. You don't

even have a license for it.

I don't understand. Why

can't you just stay here and

work while I'm in New York.

I don't want to be

alone in the apartment.

I don't feel safe here.

Besides, I'm already

behind on my deadline.

You're putting yourself

under too much pressure.

It's too soon.

If I don't go to work

I will go crazy.

You look

really great on film.

You're a real

voyeur ain'tcha?

Filmmaker.

Oh, like there's

a difference?

There's other

things to film.

You're ruining my shots.

So how much are you

paying for this

place anyway?

Free.

Free?

Uh-huh.

This is the slimy producer

who's been trying to get

in your pants

for the last

year, correct?

He's not slimy. He's rich.

And he's helping out

a struggling writer.

Yeah. Right.

You know

what I was thinking?

Maybe you should write

about your own life?

It might be therapeutic.

I have no interest

in writing a horror film.

Oh my God

we've found it.

You think it's

big enough for me?

It's big enough

for a football team.

Oh my Goodness.

You are gonna be

so lonely here.

That's exactly

what I want.

It's perfect.

Well alright then!

It's huge.

Oh my Goodness.

Ohhhh.

Come on,

let's go upstairs.

Oh.

Bedroom?

Yes.

Look at that balcony.

I could definitely

get used to this.

Okay.

Old houses

are like people.

They grumble

and moan and cry

like they're in pain.

And keep you

awake at night.

I'm gonna miss you.

Are you?

Yes.

Even your sarcasm.

Ben was stupid to do

what he did to you.

I hate it

when you're sad, Alice.

It makes me sad too.

Come on.

Come on, let's check

out the rest of the house

before you have to leave.

Alice?

Where are ya?

Hey.

How odd.

I wonder

who owned this place before

the producer guy bought it.

I have no idea.

A family, I guess.

Alice.

Don't... Don't

torture yourself.

Come on. Come.

Come on.

Let's go.

Are you

sure you want me

to take the car?

Yes.

You'll be stranded

here without it.

That's the whole point,

so I can focus and work.

Why don't you just let me

take a cab to the airport,

it's not a big deal.

Becky, I don't want the car.

I'm never gonna use it.

Okay. If you're sure.

This is everything.

Where's my laptop?

Up stairs

in the bedroom

with your suitcase.

Is this enough

food for one week?

Plenty. I don't eat

much when I'm working.

I'll unpack the rest.

Come on,

let's go before

you miss your flight.

You'd better

call me.

Oh, of course I will.

Don't forget

to brush your teeth.

Thanks, Mom.

Don't forget

to drive carefully.

Hello.

Hello?

Becca? Hi.

Ally. I have something

to tell you. Promise me

you won't freak out.

Ben turned up

at the apartment looking

for you. He's out of prison.

Since when?

Last night.

Last night?

And you didn't

call me to warn me?

Calm down, please.

He has no idea

were you are.

No, I'm not calming down.

Ben knows he's going

to go back to prison if

he comes within a mile of you.

Rebecca, Ben doesn't

care about the law

and you know that!

Sh*t!

Need a hand Scooch?

I got it.

Play with your toy.

Hey, show me the ring.

Haven't you seen it

enough already?

Well Mrs. Woods,

I would like to see

how the lens does on closeups.

Tsk.

Wish I could've

afforded the other one.

David.

Don't say that. Alright?

I adore this ring.

And I adore you.

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