Desperate Hours Page #4

No one's gonna hurt you.

I promise.

Okay? You gotta learn

to trust me.

You probably can't absorb

any of this right now,

but you and I

are gonna be friends.

Michael:
Would you like to go upstairs

and put something else on?

Nora:

Yes.

Michael:
Albert!

What are you doing up there?

Michael:
Albert, were you

in Nora's bedroom?

You are never to enter that bedroom

without Nora's permission.

I parked the Jag in the garage.

Let's just take the goddamn car and go.

I don't like it here.

Michael:
Well, then you leave.

You're only here

because when I was in prison,

my brother needed your help.

I want you to go

through the house.

I want you to look

for money and jewelry.

Nora, sit down. Sit down.

I want to reassure you.

- You have a daughter, May?

- How did you know her name?

Well, I was going through

your husband's letters, and, uh...

She's 15?

And then there's the younger child?

Zack. He's... ahem...

- He's eight?

- Yeah.

They come home from school

around what time?

Nora, don't make me resent the kids

before I even meet them.

Zack gets dropped off

around 3:
00.

- By a carpool?

- Yes.

Does the parent

come to the door?

Of course not, picking the children up

is hectic enough without dropping...

Gimme a break, lady.

Nora, do you think you could

speak on the telephone without crying?

If you can, we can be

out of here a hell of a lot faster.

Yes, anything.

You're a strong woman, Nora.

You know,

smart men love strong women.

Brother:

What if they tap Nancy's phone?

Michael:
She's a victim.

They'd never suspect her.

I'm a very fair man, Nora.

You know, I would never hurt anyone

unless they were trying to hurt me.

I swear it.

Here's what I want you to say.

"Hi, Nancy. it's Nora.

"Just called to gossip.

Nothing important."

And I want you

to leave her this number.

All right?

Now you try it.

Hi, Nancy. it's Nora.

Just nothing important.

Just called...

No, no, no, no, no, no.

I want you to smile.

Okay, there. That's it. Big smile.

- You've got a beautiful smile.

- ( Dial tone hums )

You try.

( Faintly ) Smile.

( Keypad beeps )

( line ringing )

Recording:

Hi, this is Nancy.

Please leave your message

after the beep.

- ( Beeps )

- Hi, Nancy. it's Nora.

Nothing important.

Just called to say hi.

Ca... call me back at 555-4810.

Bye.

- Good girl.

- ( Beeps, dial tone hums )

Nora? Nora?

Come on, open up, Nora!

Open the door!

Come on, I want to apologize!

I'll camp outside.

( Yelling )

I once waited in line two days

for tickets for the World Series,

so I mean business!

Open up! I'm gonna break in

like the big, bad wolf!

Nora!

I'm not going to ask again!

Open up!

Hey!

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