You've reached Jeff Harriman and his twisted ego.
Rita Baker no longer lives here. She's left Jeff.
She's moving out, and she will not be found here again.
So don't look for me, forever.
You reached Jeff Harriman and Jeff's twisted ego.
Rita Baker no longer lives here. She has left Jeff.
Rita! Rita?
Oh, shit.
Hi, you've reached 555-8767. Please leave a message.
Hello, Jeff.
I'm the man you're looking for. I'm Barney.
Son of a bitch!
What did you do with her?
Where is she? What did you do with her?
Tell me!
Where is she, Barney?
Kill me if you want. You have every right.
Beat me to a bloody pulp.
But if I die, you'll never know.
- I'm sorry. Were you done? - Tell me where she is!
There's only one way for you to find out.
- How? - One.
How?
Come with me.
Where?
In my car for a drive.
To where? Diane?
Come with me.
Tell me, is she dead?
I'm offering you this one chance...
...to find out everything.
I warn you, I've taken precautions.
If anything happens to me, or if you speak to anyone...
...you'll never know what happened.
I'm leaving now...
...with or without you.
I'll go with you, but you take me to Diane!
Shit!
He'd be such a great guy.
If he wasn't monumentally fucked up.
Lynn, come here, come here.
I hope he hasn't changed it. Listen to the message.
You've reached... - He changed it.
- Leave him a message! - Wait a minute.
Hello, Jeff.
- What? I'm who you're looking for.
- Oh, my God! - I'm Barney.
- What? - Oh, my God!
Hungry?
I hope you like roast beef.
I've thought a lot about meeting you.
- I've wanted to right from the start. - Did you rape her?
I'm not a rapist. It's important that you understand that.
Then what did you do to her?
Let me tell you a story.
When I was 15, it was an ordinary day-
I don't wanna hear your damn story. I couldn't give a shit.
I wanna know what happened to her.
Then you'll want to listen to the story.
You want to listen carefully.
Sometimes the devil is in the details.
Now, once, when I was 15...
...it was an ordinary day...
...with my ordinary home and my ordinary life.
Something willed me to the edge of the balcony.
I wondered if I had the courage to jump.
I kept waiting for something to stop me. Anything.
But nothing did.
And so I jumped.
Everybody has had that thought at one time, but I did it. Why?
Because you're a nut case. I wanna know where Diane is!
You're still not listening.
Be careful. The answer will slip by you.
Go on.
I lead a very normal life. I work. I have a home.
But then, one day...
...on vacation with my family in California...
There's a little girI in the water!
Hurry! She's drowning!
Wow!
I jumped in without thinking, just like when I was 15.
Once again, nothing stopped me.
I didn't want to save her. I wanted to be a hero for my daughter.
You're the bravest man in the world.
I love you, Daddy.
In that moment, she thought I was a god.
That would make most people feel great, but I panicked.
- What does this have to do with Diane? - Diane was an experiment.
Saving a life made me a hero, but did it make me a good person?
I had to prove to myself beyond a doubt...
...that I was as capable of eviI as I was of heroism.
Real eviI.
The worst thing. Or I wouldn't deserve my daughter's love.
You're fucking insane.
You killed Diane.
For me, to kill is not the worst thing that I could imagine.
There's more to know.
Tell me what happened. I won't say a word.
You won't because if you do you won't get what you need.
- Something wrong, officer? - You have a broken taillight.
I don't know what to say. There's nothing criminaI on the tape.
We'll conduct a search, but he has to be missing 24 hours first.
Twenty-four hours? Jesus!
What is this? Gotta give out parking tickets first?
Lynn, please.
How much have you had to drink?
One after another.
Get that taillight fixed.
Yes, officer. Will do. Thank you.
Drive safely.
- Problem? - Your seat belt.
- I'm claustrophobic. - Just put it on.
Yes, sir.
Miss CarmichaeI? It's Rita! Are you there?
Please come to the door! I need to talk to you!
Magically delicious.
Miss CarmichaeI! Can you come to the door?
What's the ruckus? You're gonna wake Elvis.
Great. Miss CarmichaeI, this is very important.
Did you see Jeff here today? Did you see anything unusuaI?
- You mean the fight with Barney? - Yes!
What fight? Tell me about it.
Nothing to tell.
Your boyfriend was whopping that man's head...
...got in the car with him and drove off.
Oh, God!
Okay, what else? Do you remember anything else?
Yes, come to think of it, I do.
- Something odd. - What?
In the middle of everything...
...that leprechaun popped off my Lucky Charms box...
...and started dancing around.
"Magically delicious! "
Thank you.
If you wanna know the license plate number of the car, let me know.
Wait, wait, wait.
It's very urgent. Please! I'll be one minute.
One minute. Please? Thanks.
- Sir! Sir, my car was stolen. - Your car was stolen?
The license plate is 155INY. I've already been to the police.
Mrs. Cousins? Helene Cousins?
Yes...
You may still have my old address.
1804 Northwest Everett Drive.
- Seattle. - New one. Thanks.
You gotta fill out this form.
I was having no success.
My methods needed to be rethought.
And then...
...my family gave me a little party on my birthday.
Okay, move in.
Right, little closer.
Smile!
- Happy birthday. - Happy birthday, Barney.
Blow out the candles, Daddy.
Thank you.
Forever.
More?
I'm afraid to open it.
Let's see.
What happened to me?
- What happened, Daddy? - You fell off the balcony.
And that's when it dawned on me.
It wasn't the lure that had to be stronger. I had to be weaker.
Excuse me.
I've opened mine with a barrette a million times.
- This way? - Yes.
Bless you.
Excuse me. I have to go to the men's room. I don't feel so well.
I'd given up for the day.
It was comical.
I didn't trust myself not to laugh the next time.
Fate, Jeff.
If I hadn't sneezed...
- I'm sorry. - Quite all right.
I was just wondering if you had five singles.
Three ones.
Just a normal single you could trade me for my mangled one. Thank you.
Could you-?
Sorry.
Thank you.
Okay, now let's see if this works.
This is your lucky day. I can feel it.
Thank you.
That's a beautiful bracelet.
Thank you. That's the symbol for infinity.
I suppose it means it'll stay forever.
Well, it's a nice thought.
My boyfriend would really appreciate something like that.
Where'd you get that?
I rep them.
I handle sales for the whole Northwest Territory.
Wow!
If you promise not to tell the next time you're in Paris...
...I'll let you have a sample for cost.
- They're in my car. - Really?
With a new product...
...it's a good idea to have people seen wearing it around town.
- Twenty-two bucks. - That's cheap.
If I told you the markup we get for these, you'd die. You want one?
Yes.
Right this way.
There they are.
Please.
They're called "tiles" in French?
That's the name of the company. Teels.
Un tile infinity, please.
Could you get in and give me a hand?
- Get in? - Yes.
Why did you make contact with me?
Because you asked.
The way you searched for Diane.
Such a worthy opponent.
A kindred spirit.
You don't meet many men who refuse to give up or be dominated.
Most just crouch frightened in the dark.
Excuse me.
I'm looking for Mr. Cousins. I saw you come out of his house.
I know who you are.
You do?
Yeah, I saw him watching you this afternoon...
...at the restaurant.
Come in out of the damp.
I'm Rita.
I'm Denise.
Are you going to run away together?
Um...
It's complicated.
Where is he now?
- At the cabin. - The cabin? I forgot.
Don't you wanna be together forever?
That's the symbol for infinity.
I gave it to him on a bracelet for his birthday.
Look, I wanna go to him now.
But I'm not sure I can find my way. It's dark.
Can you tell me the way?
Come on. You can drop me off on the way.
I'm meeting a boy. Daddy has no idea.
Mother's asleep. Daddy says romance has to be secret.
- You won't tell him, will you? - No, I won't tell him.
I wanna know what you did with her.
I'll tell you.
I will keep my promise.
But there's only one way to do it.
You must experience what she experienced.
What do you mean?
Everything that happened to her, every event from this point on...
...you must duplicate exactly.
You're crazy.
If you do, logic dictates you'll find her.
Alive?
This coffee is drugged.
Judging from your size...
...it would take 15 minutes to take effect.
It'll put you out for 40 minutes or so...
...the same length of time Diane was out.
You must remain unconscious for us to move on.
So she's not dead?
Drink.
And afterwards, what?
Drink and you will experience exactly what she experienced.
You don't understand. I won't tell anyone. I just want to know.
I understand.
And when I put myself in your place, I believe you.
That's why I don't need a gun.
Your obsession is my weapon.
It's like you are my laboratory rat.
I provided the materials. You've built the cage.
Only now, you can't escape what you've constructed.
If you want to know what happened to her...
...you have to go through the same things.
The key chain, I'd like to see it again.
Jeff, look at your life. You have nothing. No job.
No money.
No love.
No peace of mind.
It's been three years of hell.
At what point do you say, "I'm not going to be over this"?
There were nights with Diane I'd pray she'd get into an accident...
...just so she'd let me take care of her.
Just so she'd have to stay with me.
You don't care if she's alive or dead.
I do.
You're afraid that you won't know who you are.
Who is Jeff if he's not the guy looking for Diane?
Please.
Can you walk away from knowing the answer?
Please, I just wanna know what happened to her.
Drink, Jeff, really. What choice do you have?
I said I'd show you what happened to Diane...
...and I'm a man of my word.
No!
Help!
Diane.
Oh, shit!
Hello, Rita.
I really dislike surprises.
Rita?
It's me! Come out.
You can't possibly win.
You don't know how.
Your hiding is pointless.
I know these woods inside and out.
They're like a maze.
You must come out if you want to find Jeff!
That's why you came, after all.
Where's Jeff?
Where?
Do what you want. You'll never know what happened.
If anything happens to me, all you'll have is your same uncertainty.
- Your choice. - I'll take my chances.
Jeff?!
Jeff!
Jeff, are you here?
Jeff!
Hello?
Operator 319. What city, please?
Hello? Hello?
Feeling strange?
This is silly, Rita.
You can't fight.
No!
How did you follow us?
Did you see us leave?
The important thing is that it was all Jeff's choice.
Coming to the restaurant, getting in the car...
...drinking the coffee.
He did what he wanted to do.
You're feeling better, aren't you?
I know how long the chloroform effects last.
You'll soon be strong enough to fight.
Well, I'm sorry, but...
...I'm just not up to it.
And besides...
...I have to get home before my wife wakes up.
Tell me what you did to Jeff.
You took your chances.
Is he dead?
I made him a cup of coffee. It was drugged.
To find out what happened, he had to go through what she did.
And now you must do the same.
This can be easy, or this can be hard.
Your choice.
Don't worry. It won't keep you up.
Tell me, Mr. Cousins. Have you spoken to your daughter tonight?
What? How do you know my name?
I know your family's names, Barney. Wife, Helene.
Daughter, Denise.
Sweet, innocent, 13-year-old daughter, Denise.
Brown hair, full of secrets.
I've got her.
What are you up to? How were you able to follow us?
Denise knows the way.
I took your daughter tonight to trade for Jeff.
A brave attempt, but we both know it's not true.
Let's talk about the mistress she wants you to have.
Wuthering Heights.
Or better yet, let's talk about infinity.
Helene, it's me.
Is Denise with you? Her bed hasn't been slept in.
I got up to close the windows and she wasn't there...
That's right, shithead.
Where is she? What did you do with her?
If you wanna know, you'll have to go through what she did.
- Drink. - You can't be serious.
Try me.
- If you think- - Drink!
Now!
To your health.
Jeff! God, hold on!
Jeff, hold on! Hold on!
Jeff, hold on!
Oh, Jesus!
God, be alive! Be alive.
Be alive!
Rita?
I've got 15 minutes to find her, Rita!
- Son of a bitch! - Where is she?
- You killed him! - I have no time to mess around!
- Get off of me! Bastard! - Tell me where she is!
- No!
Where is she?
Help!
I've got 15 minutes to find her, Rita!
No, don't!
It's over. It's over.
You all right?
There was a terrific story there before, but now...
...I think it's an out-and-out smash.
- I need for you to write it. - I don't think so.
We wanna put the whole thing behind us.
Look, I know I'm being gauche, but I'm a publisher.
Write this book, please. You won't regret it.
What do you say?