The Skeleton Key Page #4

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Must have some kind of

bedside manner, huh?

One of my many charms.

So, what exactly happened?

I came to update her will...

she's up with the doc, says he fell?

He did fall.

Like what, from his wheelchair?

You cannot be serious. From

up there? He fell from up there?

How? He can't even walk.

Please don't tell me you're quitting.

I have to start over again.

Will you shut the door?

I want to show you something.

You know what my mama used to say?

If a lady invites you into her room,

she probably isn't much of a lady.

Homespun Southern wisdom grows

on trees around here, doesn't it?

I found this in Ben's room...

Iast night.

LUKE:
Found what? His laundry?

No, it had a...

CAROLlNE:
There was...

LUKE:
Had a what?

There was a... It had a...

Forget it.

I thought it...

I don't know what I thought.

I admire you.

You know, what you do.

Hell, I wouldn't be able

to take care of my own parents.

You'd regret it.

CAROLlNE:
I quit college to help out

with some friends' bands.

Out all night, always on the road.

My father thought

I was throwing my life away.

So we didn't talk, didn't visit.

Stubborn and proud,

and that's how we left it.

You mean...

Yeah.

He was gone before

I even knew he was sick.

I guess he wanted to spare me from all this.

Is that so wrong?

No one should have to die alone.

So tell me what you were gonna tell me.

About Ben.

do you ever feel like...

he's asking you for help?

- Asking me?

- With a look or...

a touch.

VlOLET:
Mr. Marshall?

Where in damnation is that boy? Caroline...

have you seen Mr...

Well...

I see the children are getting acquainted.

Now, Violet...

you know you're the only woman in my life.

I know no such things,

and remove your perspirations.

The doctor has departed, so I'm ready...

to discuss estate matters,

if you have finished...

soliciting your new business.

All right.

Whenever you get the time.

VlOLET:
Caroline?

I'm making some sweet tea.

Are you interested?

Caroline?

"Sacrifice."

Are you in the house?

Caroline?

You're forgetful, child.

[Voice on record player] It is time, Lord.

From the dry dust...

out of these chains...

from the devil's house.

It is time, Lord...

to take me...

from the dry dust,

break me from these chains.

Bring me from the devil's house.

Take me out of darkness.

Walk me out of blindness.

Lift me out of sadness.

Save me from my damned-ness.

Please, Lord.

It is time, Lord.

Take me from the dry dust. Break me...

out of these chains.

Bring me from the devil's house.

Take me out of-

Just a local band.

How about you buy me a drink?

[Upbeat R&b music]

Whatever it is, it's not your average attic.

She says it's been locked up

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