Scissors

Those, I want those

I'll find a box for them

no, thanks. I'll take them just like this.

'. Stranger!

Where have you been? Come on. Come on.

I have a doll for you.

A real antique.

I sorry, she's in horrible condition.

She's a real challenge.

I bought her just for you.

How much?

Ahh... 20 bucks.

If you fix her up, and I'll buy her back at a good price.

I don't know how you keep track of anything in here.

Whoever heard of order in a secondhand shop?

My home is something else again.

Nothing but the finest antique.

Mr. Kramer, you could be arrested for that.

Do I know what I'm doing? Why don't you have dinner with me tonight?

You peromised you'd stop asking.

What's wrong with asking?

Besides. Who knows? I might get lucky.

Evening, miss Anderson.

You know what I want!

Don't scream, bitch, or I'll really fucking hurt you!

Come on, spread them out, bitch!

You dirty bitch!

I'll be back.

What happend?

- Everything's ok. - I'm ck.

- Ok. I've got you. Ok. - Ok.

What happend?

Our neighbor, she was hugged in the elevator.

Watch her a minute.

Did he rape you?

No. He tried, I'm fine.

- Did you get a good look at him? - No.

Here... it'll help. I called downstairs for the police.

- Is there anyone you'd like me to notify? - No.

Did you ever see the man before?

No. I don't know.

He was just there.

I found this in the alleyway against the wall. Yours?

- Yes. - See what's missing.

My wallet's gone... the keys to the apartment... and the scissors.

Scissors? What kind of scissors?

Big scissors for cutting cloth. I stabbed him with them.

- Where? - In the right arm.

- Did he molest you sexually? - No.

- Do you require seeng a doctor? - No.

Can you describe the assailant?

He's big reddish beard, dirty jacket.

Your name?

Angela Anderson.

- Do you live in the buiding? - Yes.

How long?

- 5 moths. - 7 months.

Live alone?

Officer, she's not in good shape. Can't we postponed this?

Your name?

Alex Morgan.

The actor. And in the case you're wondering, I'm his brother.

Our derectives will want to speak with you. Your telephone number?

555-1765.

We'll be in touch.

I'll get her passkey.

They'll never catch whoever it was. They never do. I doubt if they'll even try.

At least you got your purse back.

- That's a hell of a way to meet your neighbor. - I keep to myself.

- Clever girl. - Where are you from?

Tulsa. I need to go. Thank you both.

I'd have that lock changed, miss Anderson.

Let me take you to your apartment, make sure everything's all right.

I tried to get you a new lock, but the locksmiths are closed.

You'll have to wait until morning.

- I can't. He stole my keys. - Did you have a chain inside the door?

Don't worry miss. The police have a 24-hours check on the building.

If the guy comes around here, they'll catch him.

Bedroom?

I'll get the light.

Looks like the dolls have taken over. Where do you sleep?

The dolls are my hobby. I sleep on the sofa.

My name's Betty, what's your name?

My name's Alex. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintace.

Well, well. What's this? Miss piggy's great grandmother?

Don't do that.

I am sorry.

- Do you want something to drink? - Yeah, thank you.

Your brother said you were an actor.

Thank you.

Well, are you an actor?

Yes, I uh... L'm in an afternoon television soap.

I play the psychotherapist. It is a living.

Mmm... well, um... I'm going to leave you alone now,

but if you get scared, I want you to call me.

This is my number. Will you do that?... good.

Oh, uh... don't forget to chain the door.

Thank you.

You're wellcome.

Morbid sensation, not unpleasant. Someone there, I call out his name, "Billy!"

And who is Billy, Angie?

There is no Billy. No Billy! I don't know Billy! I don't know Billy!

Fine, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

What's new with me?

You'll be fine. You can sit up. There's nothing we didn't know before.

We're not getting anywhere with this. I'm leaving.

All right. Let's talk about repression.

Cliche.

Purpose of repression is the avoidance of pain.

This is accomplished by withdraw form objectionable ideas.

These ideas aren't dead or nonexistent, but merely out of sight for the time being.

Why you don't tell me something that isn't a cliche?

Right, right, all cliches. But the fact remains something happened to you in your childhood

that your mind finds intolerable and has been denied conscious remembramce.

Look, I don't know what this has to do with me now. I am 36 years old.

All my friends are married and have children. I've never even been...

Laid.

Come on. Say the word. You won't be punished.

Ah yeah sure, say the word. It just opens some magic door to love.

My first sexual experience was with some guy who followed me into an elevator...

threw me on the ground, and said "spread them." That what I tracted.

Is that what sex is going to be for me?

You know the difference between sex and sexual violation.

Let's examine the positive side of what happened.

In the face of real danger, you managed to control the situation.

You defended yourself. It's a very important insight.

I want never to see that... bearded man again.

Your fears are perfectly normal, Angie.

- That's funny. - What?

I'm perfectly normal.

What's the chance of your getting an assignment today?

Oh, I don't want to work.

Keeping yourself busy is the best therapy.

I really think you should go to the agency.

See you next time.

Hi, sweetheart.

I've left my briefcase with miss tachen, and I'll do it on station in 15 minutes

hey, listen. I've got an idea.

Why not stay home and play with me instaed? Forget about politics for a day.

Really? Stephan, you in the middle of the day?

See you later my little satyr.

Ck. 477 madoson, third floor. See Donna. You'll be fine.

Ok. Take care.

- Hi, Bob. Got anything for me today? - Hi, Angie. No sorry.

I want to work.

Sure. Maybe tomorrow.

In fact, I think there is a job coming up tomorrow... if it happens, I'll call you.

Who is it?

Alex Morgan. Your neighbor.

I'm sorry. I'm really busy right now.

We're having a few people over. We've run out of ice.

Come in.

Feeling better?

Still... shaky, I guess. Still looking over my shoulder.

- Why don't you come join us? - Yeah.

I promise I won't let anybody to you but me.

I like to talk to people. Lnfact I don't mind talking to people at all.

Good. Come on by.

We'll see.

Thanks.

You're always be hungry.

What's that one?

90% butterfat, terrible for your skin.

Thanks.

Well... look who's here.

It's a good thing, the guy on the elevator didn't see her looking like that.

Oh, she's the girl who was attacked.

- That's her. Beautiful, huh? - Thanks for coming.

I thought you ran out of ice.

Well, it got you here. That's what counts. Here, let me introduce you.

Miss Anderson, you're very hot tonight.

Angie Anderson, Nancy leahy.

I heard about what happened to you. It must have been awful.

You really can't trust this city or its people.

If it weren't for my business, I'd never come into it.

Nancy's an interior decorator. Brilliant.

She just bought one of my paintings. For a penthouse she's working on.

Alex, darling really I have to be going.

Would you make walk me to the elevator?

Good-bye, miss Anderson. Be sure to take care of yourself.

They used to be make quite a pair.

Almost seemed like it might go the distane, till Alex cooled in her.

Left her holding a big tourch. Poor little Nancy.

You paint?

Yes, I do. Come on. I'll show you.

Something wrong?

No, they're beautiful.

The girls come and pose fore me several time a week.

They're good. Ls this the one you're working on now?

Can I uncover it?

That's the one I want you to see.

How did you do that?

Part imagination, part espinage,

and the fact that you're very careless with your blinds.

Why?

Because you fascinate me.

I'm going.

Don't! You can't hate the painting. It's you, isn't it?

Angela, I know more about you than your therapist or Alex will never know. Stop!

What do you want from me?