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Attention, please.

- Mr. Hamilton?

- Yes?

Scarsdale is next.

Good day?

- You?

- Very productive.

Got the roses out in back all trimmed.

Oh, letter this morning from Sally.

Sam's finished internship.

Starts practice next week.

Well, he should specialize.

That's the only thing now.

Maybe he just wants to

get the feel of things.

Our little girl's done all right.

Something wrong?

That phone call last night?

What about it?

I heard you pacing around in the

study afterwards till almost 2:00.

Just a crazy prank. Look,

Emily, it was nothing.

Art? It's me again.

Arthur?

Look, I don't know who you are, but...

- Charlie Evans!

- Stop saying that.

Charlie Evans is dead. Now

I want you to stop this...

or I'll be forced to call the police.

There are two trophies

on the fireplace...

near the tennis team picture.

Pick up the phone and walk over to them.

Go ahead. You know the cord will reach.

- Are you there?

- Yes.

In the picture, you

and I are standing...

with our arms around

each other's shoulder.

We're both wearing the

same kind of wristwatch.

Remember, we gave them to each other

after winning the doubles at Princeton?

Yes.

Okay. Take the doubles trophy there...

and turn it over.

One edge of the felt

is loose. Pull it back.

You scratched it there, down in the

locker room after we won the finals.

Remember?

With your belt buckle.

L...

I had forgotten.

I didn't.

It can't be you.

Okay, now. Listen very carefully.

- Did you get the address today?

- Yes.

Good.

You're to use the name Wilson.

You can't be Charlie.

You just don't come back.

I'm alive!

More alive than I've

been in the past 25 years.

You've got to come tomorrow.

Listen. If you don't show up, that's it.

Think, for Pete's sake.

What have you got now? What?

I don't know.

Tomorrow. Just past noon.

Remember, use the name Wilson.

L... don't know.

I won't call again, buddy.

Is it that call again?

Stop cross-examining me

every time the phone rings.

Understand?

Perfectly.

I'm sorry.

Excuse me.

You're excused.

Any fever?

No. Just old faithful.

Make an appointment to

see Dr. Hogan tomorrow.

I will.

Promise?

Promise. Thank you.

Therefore...

in view of the differential...

between your present equity...

Between your present equity

and the amount necessary...

for capitalization...

we cannot extend the loan you require.

Should your equity...

Where?

"Should your equity. "

Should your equity increase,

do not hesitate to call on us...

for a personal reappraisal,

et cetera, et cetera.

Standard closing.

Yes, sir.

My name is Wilson.

I was told to...

I was told to come here.

Look, is this the place, or isn't it?

They aren't here anymore.

I got it wrote down.

Thank you.

Move it! Let's go!

Let's go, you bunch of

idiots. Get that beef cut down.

Damn! Get that truck going and

get the meat the hell out of here!

What are you gonna do, take all day?

Don't let those hooks

fall off! Let's move it.

Okay, Johnny, get us

another truck up here.

Tighten up with it.

Ah, Mr. Wilson.

Let's go on the truck with it.

Surely this isn't...

No, sir. Come with me.

Let's go, Frank! Move that truck off!

Come on! Let's hook it off! Hook off!

Don't just stand there. Move

that beef off the line! Let's go!

What are you, a bunch of jerks?

Come on! Go! Go!

Come on. Cut it down.

Coming in! Coming in!

All right, come on. Move!

Keep moving that beef up.

Cut it down. Let's go.

Would you step in, please, sir?

I'd much prefer to ride in

front, if you don't mind.

I'm sorry, sir. The customers

are asked to ride in the back.

Your hat, sir. It's only a short ride.

Thank you.

We're here, sir.

Would you take the

elevator to your left, sir?

Ah, Mr. Wilson. Will you come this way?

Yes.

There will be a short delay. Perhaps

you'd like some tea and a sandwich.

- Thank you.

- Quite all right.

Make yourself comfortable.

Here we go.

Pardon me.

Could you tell me the

way out of this building?

Excuse me.

I was wondering if you could...

Excuse me. I'm trying to find...

Excuse me. I'm trying to find

my way out of the building.

I have a gentleman here who

wishes to leave the building.

That would be Mr. Wilson. Would you

have him return to Mr. Ruby's office?

Mr. Ruby is waiting for him there.

They want you at the end

of the corridor again.

Yes. All right.

Thank you.

Ah, there you are, Mr. Wilson.

Come in. Please.

Would you close the door?

Please, sit down.

My name is Ruby.

I've been assigned to go over the

circumstances of your death with you.

- What?

- I know this seems strange to you.

That's why I'm here. You

probably have a lot of questions.

Of course, the subject might appear

indelicate, but most of our clients...

Get this straight. I am not a client.

Oh, precisely, Mr. Wilson.

You are not a client yet.

Let me start by explaining

the cost factor involved.

To begin with...

the procedure is a rather complex one.

Seems to be your supper.

The chicken looks delicious.

No, thank you.

As I was saying, the cost runs

in the neighborhood of $30,000.

I know this seems rather

high, but in addition to...

the rather extensive

cosmetic renovation...

by way of plastic surgery for you...

CPS has to provide a fresh corpse...

that perfectly matches...

your physical dimensions

and medical specifications.

CPS?

Cadaver Procurement Section.

Sure you don't want this chicken?

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