1:37:00
And then you decided to dump me
for that young model.
1:37:04
- I never led you on.
- It's late for excuses.
1:37:08
- None of you can prove anything.
- So you'd be foolish to fire that gun.
1:37:14
With these mirrors, it's difficult to tell,
but you are aiming at me, aren't you?
1:37:19
I'm aiming at you, lover. Of course,
killing you is killing myself.
1:37:24
- It's the same thing.
- But you know, I'm pretty tired of both of us.
1:37:51
- I'm so glad. Are you okay?
- Oh, God, Larry!
1:37:55
I'm so happy to see you!
1:37:56
- I was never so glad to see somebody.
- Get me out.
1:38:00
Are you all right?
1:38:01
You don't know what's going on. I'll never
say life doesn't imitate art again.
1:38:06
- We gotta call the police.
- Yes, and a glazier.
1:38:10
- I know. Oh, God.
- Quick. Dial.
1:38:12
Dial. I know. Larry.
Oh, God, Larry. Oh, God. Honey.
1:38:19
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- Jesus.
1:38:21
- Wife mine.
- Hello?
1:38:23
Oh, God.
1:38:26
God, it's so complicated.
I can't keep track of it all.
1:38:31
Listen.
I'll give it to you one more time.
1:38:36
Mrs. House had a sister
who moved to England.
1:38:39
She changed her name when she married.
Her husband died.
1:38:43
She moved back to New York
a rich widow, but a recluse.
1:38:47
Mr. And Mrs. House
knew they weren't in her will.
1:38:50
They have her to dinner,
she accidentally keels over.
1:38:54
She resembles her sister, so they
fake it, pretend Lillian House died.
1:38:59
They cremate the sister.
Lillian checks into a fleabag joint...