No, Dolores!
Leave me be!
Let go of me!
Let go of me, Dolores!
Let me go!
Please, Dolores.
Got a certified letter here.
Never believe what happened down at the dock.
Dolores Claiborne, what the hell are you....
Oh, my God.
What have you done?
Put it down. Do you hear me? Just put it down.
Jesus, Dolores.
Oh, God.
Oh, my God.
You killed her.
-So you lose the picture. -Not happening.
It"s half a page.
I"ll let you write the caption.
-Come on, Peter. It"s crucial. -It"s salad.
I"m setting up the whole campaign.
It"s a better piece without it.
You already said it was brilliant.
I said it was wonderful.
-There"s a difference? -Yeah.
Half a page.
Fine.
I only left it in so you"d cut it out anyway.
I"m ready for Arizona.
You should see what l have for the malpractice piece.
-The surgeon"s ex-wife-- -Wait a minute.
Had her on the phone for 20 minutes last night.
-I haven"t assigned you that story. -You will.
Slow down.
Come on, Peter. There"s a book here.
I deserve this.
Why does every story have to be do or die with you?
You"re not the only writer here, okay?
I"ve got a dozen people out there to keep happy. You know that.
Great.
So now you"re not only not fucking me anymore, you"re fucking me.
What is it, Helen?
There"s a fax here for Selena.
From Phoenix?
No, it"s a clipping from the Bangor Daily News.
"Socialite Dead, Housekeeper Held for Questioning.
-"Mrs. Dolores St. George of--" -Where"s the cover sheet?
Fax?
Forget it.
They"re hardly out of the 19th century up here.
Are you kidding?
No, there"s no motel. One restaurant.
They"ve got me sleeping on a cot in the town hall.
Tell him to relax. This is no vacation.
I"ll be back on the mainland as soon as l wrap this up.
-Can l help you? -Yes. I"m looking for Dolores Claiborne.
And you are?
I"m her daughter.
I"m John Mackey.
-Detective, Maine State Police. -Hello.
Would you please call Constable Stamshaw?
-Get him to come right out. -Yes, sir.
I"m sorry.
No smoking. Public building.
We"ve met before, Miss St. George.
Have we?
You were about 13.
What year was that, the eclipse?
Must have been, what, "75?
I was the investigator...
...when your father died.
We met at the hearing.
What"s up, John?
Miss St. George is here.
Selena?
Oh, my gravy.
Frank Stamshaw.
Marshall"s brother.
-Right. -Jonesport High.
-Of course. How are you? -It"s been quite a while, l guess.
Certainly has.
To be honest, l"m surprised to see you here.
Your mom"s been pretty firm about us not trying to contact you.
-I didn"t know Dolores made any calls. -She didn"t call.
I saw the Bangor paper. It was faxed to my office.
And where"s that?
I came up from New York.
Look, is she here or not?
-Yeah. She"s right upstairs. -Thank you.
But....
John?
Is she under arrest?
Technically, no.
Detective Mackey came last night, and we"re just starting.
On what?
We"ve scheduled an inquest for Monday morning.
We"ll sort things out over the weekend.
If she"s not under arrest why is she in custody?
Right, okay. Vera Donovan is dead.
There"s an autopsy in Machais this morning.
And, you know...
...she died from a fall.
Your mother was the only person with Mrs. Donovan at the time.
That was her job, wasn"t it?
I"m afraid, Miss St. George...
...there"s a little more to this than what you may have read in the paper.
What are you doing?
Straightening up this friggin" mess, is what l"m doing.
Gorry, but this place is a dump.
Jesus. You"re a suspect, you"re not a maid.
Just leave that be.
There"s someone to see you here.
I told you, l don"t want no lawyer.
It"s your daughter.
My God.
Look at you.
You cut your hair.
I didn"t....
You call her?
Is that what you did?
-Jeezly crow, you got some nerve. -She"s here on her own.
Look at you.
I"m just....
My God.
Is it really you?
Look.
-Hey, Ms. Claiborne! -Kill anyone else today?
Not yet. When l change my mind, l know exactly where l"ll start.
-Go home. -Where"s the car?
Right there across the street.
You"ve been living at the Donovan"s.
It"s a crime scene now.
I got my own house, and you know it.
We"d like her to stay here for at least the next four days.
If l decide to make my grand escape to South America, l"ll let you know.
-I"d appreciate it. -One last thing, Mrs. St. George.
Name is Claiborne!
I changed it when Joe died, and you know it.
I"m very sorry, Ms. Claiborne.
"Morning, Pam.
I"m sorry, but l think it"s for the best if you got some legal representation.
You"re sorry, are you?
Last time you were sorry was when you had to use the pay toilet...
...and the string on your pet dime broke.
I"m just muzzy here, trying to think of what to say.
All grown up...
...looking so....
You turned out a beautiful woman, Selena.
I just can"t believe you"re here.
That makes two of us.
There must be a reason why you go out of your way...
...to antagonize them like that.
Sometimes being a bitch is all a woman has to hold onto.
Nice car.
It"s a rental.
You pay by the day or by the week?
I assume that"s your way of asking how long l"m staying.
Good gorry, you"re more nervous than me.
I have to be in Phoenix on Monday.
It"s a big story. I"m trying to get out of it, but it may not be possible, all right?
I didn"t kill her.
I didn"t push her down that friggin" staircase.
That"s what you want to know?
Well, l"m telling you.
I did not murder that bitch any more than l"m wearing a diamond tiara.
He"s got an eyewitness...
...who puts you standing over a dead body with a rolling pin.
When did you start smoking?
Are you not listening to me? They"re talking murder here.
You"re lucky l didn"t have to post bail.
Spooky, ain"t it?
Can"t stand out here all day.
What a mess.
A regular bunch of artistes.
Look at this mess.
Cheese and crackers.
Friggin" little bastards.
I"ve got an idea who they are, too.
Let me try.
Selena.
Get in the house.
Selena, l said get in the house, right now.
I am in the house.
It"s cold, l know.
God, it"s a dust bowl.
Thank God l kept the electric up.
I got some wood. We"ll have hot water pretty quick.
Clean linens upstairs, last l looked.
Longer you stand there, the more boogery it"s gonna feel.
It"s dead.
It"s off three years, at least.
I"d know that if l called more often, right?
You called Vera"s last Christmas.
The lines go both ways, Mother.
Look, this isn"t gonna work. I need a phone.
I"m gonna stay at the motel.
It"s closed.
It"s off-season.
What about Riner"s lnn?
He"s gone.
Burned down.
Must be five years ago by now.
Shit.
There"s phones in town.
-We"ve gotta go shoppin" anyway. -I"ll go.
Alone.
I"ll take care of it.
You don"t know what we need.
I"m assuming it"s everything.
You know what? l've got a game. Do you know how to count by fives?
You don't. I can teach you. I know you are. You're smart.
Ket's count by fives. You want to play hide and seek? Ready?
5, 10,15, 20...
...25, 30.
Where is she? Where did she go? l can"t find Selena anywhere.
I hear an awful lot of thunder upstairs, but l can"t find Selena anywhere.
Where is she?
Is she lost?
What was that l heard?
What did l hear?
I don't know. I think l heard something.
There you are.
Let me help you. That"s my job.
-You must be starving. -All these calls.
Ended up longer than l thought.
Water"s warm.
You"ll want a nice, hot bath. I got this.
I spent an hour finding this radiologist...
...just so that he could tell me he won"t go on record.
Is that your new story?
You say there"s hot water?
Why don"t you go on up and get yourself fresh?
Go on.
It won"t bite you.
Must be a lot of pressure.
All them famous people...
...talking to them.
I framed the picture.
You and Richard Nixon.
He was selling a book.
I got a scrapbook.
Saved all your articles.
Drugstore in Jonesport puts them aside for me.
I used to read them to Vera...
...when she was clear enough to listen.
You"ve done so well for yourself.
Is that what you think?
How well l"ve done?
Hell, even Miss Vera Kiss-My-Back-Cheeks Donovan couldn"t help but be impressed.
Her look when she saw that picture-on-the-cover story....
You would"ve thought she passed a brick.
Maybe you ought to slow down.
Believe me, l know my limit.
Don"t that sound familiar?
I"d leave it alone if l were you.
I"ve seen my share of drunks, is all.
That"s all l"m sayin".
What did he have to be happy about?
I suppose making sure everyone was as miserable as he was.
Is that why you killed him?
Oh, tough question, l guess.
Occupational hazard.
Don"t feel too bad, Ma.
I asked Jean Harris the same thing once.
Let"s face it, Mother.
We barely know each other.
We haven"t spoken in years, and that"s as much your doing as it is mine.
You didn"t kill Vera, great.
You"ve got nothing to worry about.
If you did, then you deserve whatever comes.
Just...
...let"s not pretend we"re in some goddamn Norman Rockwell family reunion here.
I"m sorry, Ma, but that"s where we are.
And as for Dad...
...the few memories l have of him...
...l"d like to keep.
Are you listening to me?
Daddy.
We made tapioca!
Get out.
We did. And it"s not instant either.
And with real cream.
And the next thing you"ll tell me is you made it just for me, right?
Oh, McCrea, there"s that St. George smile.
-Don"t you look just like my mother? -That"s enough fooling around.
Tell her she"s got homework to do.
You better do your homework.
Theo called about the chain winch.
He"s got them parts sittin" there. Says he"ll go as high as $250.
I changed my mind. I ain"t sellin".
It"s not worth $100. You said so yourself.
He"s got those boats in dry dock.
He needs the damn thing.
Ain"t that the point in AA, helpin" out your buddies?
"Helpin" out."
Shit.
Besides, if l get that thing runnin", it"s worth $250 a month.
Goddamn it! The soda"s warm!
I only got home a half hour ago. It went in first thing.
It"s hard enough drinkin" this stuff cold.
What"s so fuckin" funny?
Your pants.
They"re split clear the way up.
Well, ain"t that a scream!
You"re pretty goddamn frisky all of a sudden, Dolores.
Let me guess. I"ll bet that Vera Donovan"s got a whole freezer full of soda.
Take them off. I"ll mend them after supper.
What"s the deal?
You kiss that rich summer ass all day long, you got nothin" left for me.
Just remember, your father used to scrape my old man"s boat...
...so don"t be gettin" high and mighty on me.
If you still had the boats, we wouldn"t need the extra money.
Looky here.
A big old smiley moon.
This is just for you.
Want to see the dark side?
Yeah, l guess it is pretty funny.
I hope you haven"t been walkin" around like that all day long.
Why the hell"d you make me do it?
14 times 4 equals 28?
Go on.
Sure it is. It"s 14.
It"s not!
You take 14...
...you bend it till it snaps in half....
Could l have another, with raisins?
Not till after dinner.
-You were right about that real cream. -He loved the raisins.
He said it"s my best ever.
Mom, the cabbage.
Move it off the heat for me, will ya?
I"m just....
I"m just resting here a minute.
That"s right.
She run her mouth off till she got tuckered out.
Plum tuckered out.
Mom?
Do you want me to set the table?
That"d be nice. Thank you, dear.
Stay tuned now for Walter Cronkite.
Each girl is representing a lifeguard station up the length ofAlquinin Beach.
"Algonquin," you goddamn flylander.
Damn it, that better not be one of my mother"s dishes.
You ought to take a look at this.
You might want to see what an ass is supposed to look like.
Them guys on the boat...
...always talking...
...everybody saying what a looker you are.
You know what l do? l come right to your defense.
I say, "Shit, she may be ugly now, but you should"ve seen her when l was drinkin"."
My mother warned me you"d let yourself go.
Fat ass, lousy cooking...
...running that goddamn mouth--
Guess what, Joe? l ain"t tired anymore.
You better sit back down, if you don"t want this in your head.
Mommy?
Go on back to bed, honey.
Your father and l are just having a little discussion here.
Is everything all right?
Yeah.
Isn"t it, Joe?
Right as rain.
You go ahead, honey.
Go on back to bed now.
Daddy?
Go on.
Oh, bitch...
...ain"t you gonna get a payback.
Go on. All l ask is that you do it quick.
Don"t let Selena see the mess once it"s over.
You want to run me down? You go right ahead.
You can be as mean and hurtful as you want.
But this is the last time you will ever hit me.
You do it again...
...one of us is going to the bone yard.
Well, make yourself useful, woman.
Bring me a towel for my head!
I"m bleeding all over my goddamn shirt!
That was one lesson he got the first time.
Maybe the only one.
It"s been a long day.
You must be tired.
What do you want me to say?
"Thanks for sharing?"
Been looking all over for you.
It"s as cold as Christmas.
What are you doing?
I couldn"t sleep.
Catch your death out here.
Tell me about Plan B.
I want you to tell me you"ve got a plan, Mother.
If it"s about money, it shouldn"t be.
I"ve got my sociable security.
I can still work. I don"t need much.
You need a lawyer.
These guys don"t say "get an attorney" unless they mean it.
It"s you l"m worried about, Selena.
Let"s not get off track here.
You"re my daughter.
I know that probably feels like something better left alone, but it"s true.
You"re still my Selena.
You"re still my good girl. I can"t help but be worried for you.
My God, your hands.
Scary.
I guess if you want to know somebody"s life...
...you look at their hands.
That's what 22 years of Vera Donovan will do to you.
Mrs. Donovan, l promise there won't be any boys.
You're excused, Susan.
But Mrs. Donovan, please!
Kook on the bright side, dear.
You may not have gotten the job...
...but think what fun you"ll have telling friends...
...what a bitch Vera Donovan is.
Next!
I"ve been working since l was 13 years old.
Started by housekeeping in a hotel. By the time l left there and high school...
...l was cleaning three floors all by myself.
I took care of my father"s house after my mother passed on.
I"m married and l have a daughter.
This is a big house, but l"m a big woman, and l can do a good job.
I do not pretend to be an easy woman to work for.
"Dolores."
This house has a number of rules.
I"m sure you"ve heard them second-hand.
But l"ll tell you in person...
...so we can avoid a teary scene later on.
I like all the windows open every day for at least two hours....
She did have her ways, did she ever.
I don't know where she got them, but l know she was a prisoner of them.
The silver has to be checked and...
...cleaned every week. It may look clean to you, but l like to see my face in it.
The tubs had to be scrubbed out every day with vinegar and baking soda.
Tablecloths, napkins, handkerchiefs...
...everything hand-washed, ironed and starched.
Mildew was grounds for firing.
The sheets. Now, that was one thing you didn't...
...ever want to get wrong.
You could've cut off her high-flown snobbish nose...
...and she'd still smell a sheet that had hung outside...
...from one baked in the dryer.
Excuse me, Mr. Donovan.
Do you have to do that now?
Talk to the Missus.
Her husband...
...Jack.
He only came up once all summer.
Most of which he spent ignoring her anyway.
She could've easily had the clothesline near the house.
But not Vera Donovan. No, ma'am.
She had to have the south wind blowin' through her linens.
And that meant trampin' up and down that hill twice a day when it was fair.
Isn"t this glorious, Jack?
Six pins, Dolores!
You know that"s the way l like it.
Six pins, not five!
Jack?
It"s 4:30.
Don"t you want a cocktail?
Three square meals of bitchery all summer long...
...but l kept my head down and my mouth shut.
Every week that $40 went in the bank.
There wasn't a damn thing she could say about it.
Thanks a lot.
As much as she crabbed that whole summer...
...l must have done something right. Come Kabor Day....
I"m sure your winter schedule is rather hectic...
...but l need someone to touch up the house once a week.
Dusting.
Keeping the mice company.
I could do that for you.
$12 a week was...
...what l had in mind.
That"d be fine.
I"ll see you next Memorial Day.
That winter, Jack Donovan passed on.
He died in a car crash in Maryland.
I wasn't sure what to expect from Vera.
Gorry if she didn't show up in high spirits.
I believe l told you more than once...
...l want the welcome mats with the letters facing out and not in.
Yes, ma"am.
She'd sold her place in Baltimore.
She was moving up permanent.
Get that out of here and put that there.
And take away this disgusting sofa.
It took two days to load in her majesty's palace.
She offered me full time and l took it. I took it.
I knew what kind of hell it would be.
Hell ain't something you get thrown into overnight.
The real hell comes on you as slow...
...and steady as a line of wet winter sheets.
Snot leaking offyour nose.
Your hands so cold and raw...
...you start wishing they'd go numb.
It's only December. You know by February...
...the skin's gonna be cracked so bad, it'll break open and bleed ifyou clench a fist.
But you go to the next...
...and the next and before you know it, those sheets stretch out 20 years.
Nobody made you stay there.
-I needed the money. -Not in the beginning, not $40 a week.
That"s when l needed it the most.
Not for me, for you.
That"s perfect.
So it"s my fault.
You think your father cared if you ever got off this island?
Here we go.
I put that money...
...every week, l put it away in your account...
...for school.
To get you out of this place, once and for all.
Well, it worked like a charm.
Hello, ladies.
A little morning walk?
Nope.
Just packing up the speed boat so as l can make my big escape.
Something we can help you with?
We need a hair sample.
How was that?
We need a piece of your hair. We"re running some tests.
-Are you now? -Just a strand.
I think we"ll take a pass on that.
Look...
...right now it"s voluntary.
I"d appreciate it, is all.
Bring your scissors, did you?
I said we"ll pass.
I"ll have a warrant here this afternoon.
You want it...
...you cut it.
Actually, l need to pull it.
We need the root.
Go on.
Take what you want.
I ain"t doing any beauty pageants this week.
-Anything else? -Mother, enough.
We spoke to Sheila Jolander last night.
She said she"d heard you more than once threaten to kill Vera Donovan.
Is that true?
If she"d come every day not once a week, she"d have heard more.
-Get in the house. -Vera, at the end...
...the way she got, it"s a wonder l didn"t say it every hour.
You go ahead, Mr. Mackey.
You scribble that down in your pad there.
You make a note on that.
As long as you write down that saying a thing and doing it...
...are two separate things.
But, your wife probably already told you that.
Dolores, that"s enough.
My wife...
...Ms. Claiborne...
...died 12 years ago of bone cancer.
Natural causes.
Okay, l guess we"ll press on here.
Frank.
I want to get into Vera"s.
I got things up there l need. Clothes and my personals.
We can go over tomorrow. We"re shipping out Vera"s body this afternoon.
Fine by me.
What the hell did l just see?
That"s the last guy in the world you want to make an enemy out of.
I ain"t making one, l"m keeping one.
What is that supposed to mean?
You"re gonna tell me you don"t remember him?
That"s all well and good, Miss St. George...
...but you told me that at the time of your father"s death...
...you were working as a maid in a hotel at Jonesport.
Yes.
Well...
...Mrs. Devereaux...
...at the hotel....
Remember?
Mrs. Devereaux said...
...she was surprised to see you.
She said your mom was pretty strict about not letting you spend the night there.
Isn"t that true?
I guess.
So why did she let you stay on that particular weekend?
Problems at home, perhaps?
Your mom and dad...
...is that a happy situation?
Miss St. George?
The eclipse.
Because of the eclipse, the hotel was full.
So the money....
They said that we"d make twice as much.
So this was all about money?
My mom let me stay.
They said that we"d make twice as much.
So your father...
...that was just a coincidence, was it?
How long are you gonna let this go on?
The sooner she starts telling the truth, the sooner we"ll be done.
If he"s out to torture someone, l"d be happy to get back in the hot seat.
Anybody who accuses me of killing my husband, go ahead and call me Dolores.
Detective Mackey, you understand, he"s just doing his job.
Trying to turn an accident into a murder?
Making a girl who just lost her father cry her eyes out every night?
If that"s just doing his job then you"d better put him down for overtime.
All right, let"s split them up.
Slow down, John.
Five minutes, alone, without her.
Enough, John.
I only need five minutes!
I said, "Enough."
So don"t be talkin" to me about makin" enemies.
No, sir. No, ma"am.
That son of a bitch has been waitin" a long time to pick over my bones.
Hand me that ax.
Just look at this window. Little piss squirts!
I ought to call their parents and have them come over and pay for it.
Now l gotta go buy glass and...
...putty and God knows what else.
Could have burned down the whole goddamn house.
I thought the malpractice story was the most important.
If you"d left the number l"d have called yesterday.
Yeah, right. Kook.
The radiologist l told you about...
...he got cold feet.
But, the intern, Levitt...
...he"s a talker.
I thought you were going up there to see your mother?
It"s a small domestic drama up here, Peter.
I can be in Phoenix Tuesday.
It'll be over Monday.
Family things, l"ve been through it.
They take a lot.
I am telling you, it's not a problem.
We both want me to do this story. I"m out of here Monday at the latest.
You want a wet dream?
Wait till l tell you what Kevitt said.
Are you there?
I gave the piece to Maureen.
Kook, l'm sorry. I couldn't wait. The magazine has to be first on this.
It has nothing to do with you, you know that.
So, l guess you"re fucking Maureen now?
Nice try. Come on, Selena.
You couldn't tell me to my face?
Look, l never promised you--
You goddamn pimp.
-Careful. -I need this story, Peter.
There are other stories, better stories.
Bullshit. This was the one.
It"s over.
Selena, it doesn"t have to be--
I"ll do this again.
Shouldn"t you be off somewhere analyzing my mother"s hair?
Well, l was thinking how hard it must be for you.
Protecting her like this.
She"s a hearty soul, isn"t she? Might just live another 50 years.
Next eclipse is due in "96. If she gets away with it this time...
...she might actually have another chance to...
...kill again, before she"s through.
Is that something you want on your conscience?
I had a problem with that myself.
You know, we"re probably more alike than you"d care to believe.
We live alone...
...no children.
We have our work. My cases are my family.
In 30 years, l"ve handled 86 homicides. I"ve closed 85 of them...
...to my satisfaction.
I underestimated your mother.
It won"t happen again.
You sent that fax to my office...
...didn"t you?
"For God will bring every work into judgment...
"...with every secret thing...
"...whether it be good or evil."
You son of a bitch.
Vera Donovan"s on my head.
The next one"s on yours.
You know, Selena...
...l can"t help remembering...
...you were a wonderful cook.
Please.
You were.
I can"t even defrost.
You put supper on the table three nights out of five.
I was working, l"d come back...
...you"d have the house clean, homework done and food on the table.
You"re just out of practice, that"s all.
You"ll find someone to look after. You"ll see.
It"ll all come back to you.
Someone to look after.
You must have boyfriends.
Beautiful girl like you, smart and out in the world.
Are you tellin" me there"s nobody?
I"m telling you there"s a lot of nobodies.
Friggin" yahoos.
Come on out here, Dolores!
Friggin" little bastards.
Get off the island, you goddamn murdering bitch!
Come on down here, you little ass-picking squirts.
How many people are you gonna kill before they put you away?
Come on! Come on, you little chickens!
Going to jail this time!
I know who you are.
Chester Lavelier and the rest of you. Come on down here.
You got something to say to me?
They"re gonna put you in the chair!
What are you doin"?
What does it look like?
Selena, you"ve been drinkin".
No shit.
I wish you wouldn"t.
Look at me.
Look at me. You see how l am right now?
What good is that gonna do?
Because in 10 minutes...
...l"m going to be fine.
Just give me 10 minutes.
Just give me 10 minutes!
God!
I saw your father last night.
Did you help your ma kill your dad?
Murderer!
Who is this?
You fat, ugly cow!
When l find out who this is, l"ll hang your privates from Battiscan Light!
Selena, stop that!
Honey, it"s gonna be all right.
It won"t.
-My God! -Get away!
It was a bad patch.
You had a bad patch, and now you"re feeling it all over again.
Bad patch?
I had a fucking nervous breakdown, Mother.
Don"t say words like that.
It was a hard time. You got through it.
Oh, what am l doing?
You just needed a rest, that"s all.
You snapped out of it just fine.
You can"t have one of those...
...and get a full scholarship to Vassar College.
It was just a bad patch.
I must have been out of my mind to come back here.
Here! Over here!
What did you do to him?
Nothing, baby. I promise.
Shit! Look at this!
Fuck!
Goddamn it!
Selena, let me take these from you here.
Dolores, l"ll take you upstairs.
I"m gonna ask you to...
...step very carefully on the way up.
Still taking blood samples here.
If you feel more comfortable...
...you can always use the back stairs.
John, is it all right if we go upstairs and get her things?
Go on.
I"m sorry.
He got a search warrant, so...
...had to go through it for evidence. Yep.
It"s pretty routine.
Okay, let"s get this over with.
So....
You can pack up and take anything that"s not...
...bagged or tagged.
I know that doesn"t leave much.
Sorry, Dolores.
I"ll give you a hand here.
Dolores, is that it then?
No. I got something in Vera"s room.
This room"s off-limits.
I"m still going through things here.
Ms. Claiborne.
What"s this then?
It"s my scrapbook.
It"s Selena"s articles.
I"d read them to Vera.
Almost got away with it, didn"t she?
I read that. That"s good stuff.
You really got him to open up there.
Scholarship.
Vassar.
Very impressive.
Jeezly crow.
Couldn"t you clean up after her?
-What kind of people are you? -You put that back!
You"ll tell me this is evidence?
-That"s exactly what l"m telling you. -Dolores, you put that down.
Goddamn it!
I"m tryin" to do you a favor here and that"s the way you act?
I ain"t leavin" here without my scrapbook.
Sorry, John.
I"ll see you day after tomorrow, 9:00 a.m. at the town hall.
Don"t put your fur up, Frank. I"ll be there.
I have a feeling we could wrap this up right now.
It"s not gonna be like last time.
Is that so?
Let"s just go. Okay?
Now you listen to me, Mister Grand High Poobah of Upper Butt Crack.
I"m just about half past give a shit with your fun and games.
My husband"s death was ruled an accident and you know it better than anyone.
"Death by misadventure," to be exact.
I"m sure there"s people who"d tell you...
...l had plenty of reasons to kill Joe.
But Vera, why the hell would l kill her?
All l am is out of a job...
...a nice room to sleep in.
You don"t need a job, do you?
Motive?
I"d say $1,600,000...
...is quite a motive.
What?
Your mother"s a wealthy woman, Selena.
What the hell are you talkin" about?
I spoke to Vera"s lawyer in Baltimore last night.
John.
-She left you everything. -Look, John--
Every last cent.
She can"t do that.
You"re lyin".
You"re a millionaire, Ms. Claiborne.
Wait a minute.
-This isn"t the place to be bringing-- -Back off.
He"s crazy.
That"s plain crazy.
She"d never do that.
Did she keep it a secret from you, too, Selena?
Or maybe you knew about it.
Because this will....
I mean, hell...
...it"s only eight years old.
Frank!
You want to wait for the District Attorney Monday morning?
Or should we take care of this now?
Get in the car, Mother.
Get in the goddamn car!
You had no idea she left you the money?
I swear it.
Over $1,000,000.
That bitch. The malicious, high-flown, harpin" bitch!
Cut the bullshit!
You can afford a lawyer now.
Car trouble?
We"re quite fine, thank you.
I wish l had killed her.
Leavin" me that money.
I wish l had!
I wish l had killed her!
What happened in that house?
Dolores.
Hell"s bells.
Look who"s up.
I"m wet.
What else is new?
How long this time?
Since you last made sense? About two days, l guess.
Just leave me wet, don"t you?
When l"m not thinking straight enough to keep on you.
That"s what you do...
...isn"t it?
Yeah, it"s a regular party around here when you"re snoozin".
Where"s my china pig?
There"s only 200 of them around. Which one you want?
Are you being smart?
No, Vera. If l"d been smart, l"d have done workin" for you a long time ago.
Let"s see what you got left.
Goddamn it! Are you gonna sit here and marinate in it? Come on.
You"re gonna get on this fanny pan one way or another.
Come on.
There we go.
Your chariot awaits, Your Highness.
Now hold on with your good arm.
Hold on this time.
Push with your good leg.
I don"t know why you make me do this.