iMurders

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You son of a b*tch.

- Honey!

- This is the last time!

Wait. Please.

Who is that?

- I'm his wife.

- What?

- You said you were divorced.

- Oh, he will be.

- Let's just talk.

- No more chances.

I don't know why

I keep doing this.

- I swear she means nothing to me.

- You a**hole!

You threw away

I'm so sorry.

You can say goodbye

to your house, your kids.

No, please.

I am nothing without my family.

You should've thought of that

before you brought

this tramp into our lives!

Tramp? You have no idea...

- Hey, do you need a hand with this?

- No no, I think I've got it. Thanks.

Is there a problem in the building?

No, I've got a friend

who lives up there.

Yeah?

Hi, this is Sandra Wilson.

I'm looking for Miss Jensen.

She's supposed to let me

into my apartment.

Fifth floor, first door on your left.

- Thank you.

- Oh!

- Oh, I'm sorry.

No no, sorry, it's me.

I've been a bit jumpy lately.

Well, these are the last of them.

Oh. You can just put them here.

Thank you so much.

- You did not have to do that.

- Well, it's the least I can do,

seeing how I gave

the handyman the day off.

I don't know where

my mind is some days.

- Ooh, let me help you with that.

- Thank you.

Tsk. My my.

- What a beautiful machine.

- Oh, thank you.

- Are you into computers?

- Me?

Not really. I'm more your

pen-and-paper kind of gal

who hides her money

in her mattress.

Besides, I really think it's a shame

that they're turning us all

into something we're not.

- Don't you?

- No, I think they're the best.

Maybe I'll show you

a few things sometime.

- It'll make you feel more comfortable.

- That would be very nice of you.

You'd be amazed

at what you can do.

Hell, I even found

this apartment through it.

How did you do that?

One of my FaceSpace friends

turned me on to it--

knew someone

who knew someone else.

Face..Space?

Oh. Yeah.

See? We have

a lot of ground to cover.

- I'm afraid we do.

Well... welcome.

Thank you.

Thanks again for your help.

No worries.

Any word?

Well, have a seat over there.

What is taking so long?

- I just expect something.

- And you deserve it.

- What's this?

- lnterrogatories.

In English, Robert.

A bunch of questions you're gonna have

to answer for the defense attorney.

Well, didn't I tell them enough already?

I filled out all the paperwork.

I've told them what happened to me.

Well, that was a certification

that goes with the complaint.

They're not just going

to roll over and die, Lindsay.

Yeah, well, I might as well have.

But you didn't. You're alive.

And you're going to get

what's coming to you,

but it's going to take some time.

Okay, I'm on it.

Sandra? It's Christine.

Come on in.

Okay.

- Hi.

- I figured that you'd be too busy

to make yourself supper,

so I made you a little something.

Oh, aren't you a doll? Here.

It's just some pasta

with a little garlic and oil and some salad.

And please, if you've already eaten,

you could heat this up tomorrow.

Are you kidding?

My PC's up and running,

but my pots and pans probably won't

be unpacked for a couple of weeks.

Ooh, that smells good.

- Thank you.

- Enjoy.

You want to stay?

I mean I was just about to go online, but--

If I'm not disturbing you.

To tell you the truth,

I would really love the company.

I will grab you a glass of wine.

So tell me about yourself.

I see you're single.

Do you date much?

- Oh God, I'm sorry.

People say that I can be

a bit of a busybody.

It's okay.

I guess I am

flying solo for now.

Okay. There we go.

- "FaceSpace."

- Yeah, it's unbelievably addictive.

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