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Yes
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Okay. Now we're going to buy you some clothes.
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Honest?
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There's Ransohoff's. Nothing but the best. Come on.
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But Scottie, you don't have to!
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I want to! Come on!
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But I like that one, Scottie.
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No, it's not right.
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Scottie, what are you doing?
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I'm trying to buy you a suit.
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But I loved the second one she wore. And this one is beautiful.
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They're none of them right.
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But why?
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You want me to dress like her?
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Judy, I just want you to look nice. And I know what kind of suit would look well on you.
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Ah, no!!! I don't want to be dressed like someone dead!
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Judy
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It's a horrible idea! Is that what I'm here for? To make you feel that you're with someone that's dead?
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Judy, it can't make much difference to you. I just want to see how you'd look and I know it won't be the same, but
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No, I don't want any clothes! I don't want anything! I want to get out of here!
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Judy, you've got to do this for me! Please!
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I don't like it!
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We'll take it! Will it fit?
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I wish you'd leave me alone. I want to go away.
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You can.
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No, you wouldn't let me. And I don't want to go...
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Judy, I want to tell you: these few days have been the first happy days I've had in a year.
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I know. Because I remind you of her. The one that's dead. And not even that, very much.
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No, it's you too, Judy. Something in you.
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You don't even want to touch me.
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Yes. Yes, I do.
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The color of your hair...
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Ah, no!
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Judy, please it can't matter to you...
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The trouble is, I'm gone now. For you. And I can't do anything about it. I want you to love me. If I let you change me, will that do it? If I do what you tell me, will you love me?
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Yes.
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All right. Then I'll do it. Because I don't care about me anymore. I just want you to love me.
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Well?
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It should be back from your face with a bun at the neck. I told them. I told you.
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We tried it. It didn't suit me.
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Where shall we go for dinner?
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Wherever you'd like...
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Ernie's?
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You've got a thing about Ernie's, haven't you?
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Well, after all, it's "our place."
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Mmmm.
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Is that the best you can do?
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Come here.
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Oh, no. You'll muss me.
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That's what I had in mind.
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Too late. I've got my face on.
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I'm suddenly hungry. Would you rather go somewhere else?
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No, Ernie's is fine.
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I'm going to have one of those big beautiful steaks. And... let's see... to start...
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I've got it. He bends down and bites the back of her neck.
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Oh! You're supposed to fasten it!
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All in good time.
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Scottie!
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How does it work?
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Can't you see?
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Oh, yeah. There.
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We're going awfully far.
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I feel like driving. Are you terrible hungry?
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No, it's all right.
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Where are you going?
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To complete my cure.
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Scottie, why are we here?
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I told you. I have to go back into the past. Once more. For the last time.
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But why? Why here?
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Madeleine died here.
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No, I don't want to go. I want to stay here.
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I need you.
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Why?
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I can't do it alone. I need you, to be Madeleine for a while. Then, when it's done, we'll both be free.
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I'm scared.
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So am I, But it has to be done. I have to tell you about Madeleine, now.
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...We stood there and I kissed her for the last time. And she said, "If lose me, you'll know that I loved you
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Scottie
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and wanted to go on loving you." And I said, "I won't lose you." But I did.
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And I couldn't follow her. God knows I tried. One doesn't often get a second chance. I want to stop being haunted. You're my second chances, Judy.
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Take me away...
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You look like Madeleine, now. Go up the stairs.
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No!
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Go up the stairs, Judy. I'll follow.
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We're going up the tower, Madeleine.
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No! Let me go!
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We're going up the tower.
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You can't. You're afraid!
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I'm going to. It's my second chance.
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Scottie, please...!
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But you knew, that day, that I wouldn't be able to follow you didn't you. Who was at the top when you got there? Elster? With his wife?
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Yes!
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And she was the one who died. Not you. The real wife. You were the copy, you were the counterfeit. Was she dead or alive when you got there?
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Dead. He'd broken her neck.
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Took no chances, did he? And when you got there, he pushed her off the tower, was that it? But you were the one who screamed. Why did you scream?
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I wanted to stop it, I ran up to stop it
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Why? Since you'd tricked me so well up to then?!! You played his wife so well, Judy! He made you over, didn't he? Just as I've done. But better! Not just the hair and the clothes! the look! the manner! the words! Those beautiful phony trances! That jump into the Bay! I'll bet you're really a strong swimmer, aren't you! Aren't you!!
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Did he train you? Rehearse you? Teach you what to say and what to do?
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Yes!
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And you were such an apt pupil! What fun you two must have had, playing games with me! Why me? Why did he pick on me?!!
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