"How are we doing?" "What do you think?" ""Roses are red, violets are blue." ""Here are some flowers." "I bought them for you."" " That's nice." " Man, I got to do better." "It's our six-week anniversary." "What else rhymes with blue?" "Let's see." "How about "To Tina..." "with all my love." "Ryan"?" "It's perfect." " To Tina..." " Heh heh." "All my love." "Ryan." "Happy sixth anniversary, sweetie." "Thank you." "They're so beautiful, if I do say so myself." "Give it a rest, would you?" "I'm taking an early coffee break." " You want anything?" " No." "We're fine." "Yeah, I think you're right." "Ha ha." "I should go." "I got band rehearsal at noon." "OK." "Well, get going before I lock you in here." "Go." " See you." " Bye-bye." "Hello, Tina." "Hey, there..." "George." "I knew you'd remember." "Well, sure." "You've been in here before, right?" "No." "We met at the laundromat." "Hmm." "Remind me." "I ran out of detergent and you loaned me a cup." "It was such a beautiful gesture." "Well, I appreciate that... but it was just a cup of laundry detergent." "We both know that it was a lot more than that." "There were all those other people there... and none of them offered to help me." "Only you." "When you handed me that cup... and we looked into each other's eyes... that's when I knew that it was love at first sight." "Um, that's sweet of you..." "ahem..." "George... but I'm..." "I'm busy." "But there's something..." "I have to tell you... something you need to know." "OK." "You have to stop me, Tina." "From... from what?" "I'm very sorry about this, but..." "I'm afraid I'm going to have to kill you." "I'm calling the police." "911." "What is your emergency?" "Hello?" "Is anyone there?" "When you're in love, the world seems perfect." "Just ask Tina Bishop." "But unrequited love... that's a different story all together." "And Tina's about to find out... just how painful and dangerous it can be." "You're traveling to another dimension... a dimension not only of sight and sound... but of mind." "A journey into a wondrous land... whose boundaries are only that of the imagination." "You're entering..." "So, wait a minute." "Did he actually say he was gonna kill you?" "Unless if I stopped him." " Did you call the police?" " Of course I did." "And what'd they say?" "They told me to call them back... as soon as he reappears again out of thin air... so obviously, they think I'm nuts." "Do you even remember meeting this guy at the laundromat?" "I don't know." "Maybe." "And his name tag..." "it just said George?" "It said "Hi, I'm George." That's all." "And he had a long-sleeved blue polo shirt on... like a store uniform." "Hold on." "A blue polo shirt?" "Mm-hmm." "I've seen those before." "That's the guy." "I don't know what she's talking about." "I don't know that woman... and I've never been to her flower store." "Oh, come on." "That is such a lie!" "Calm down, Miss Bishop." "So, you deny ever threatening this woman?" "Of course I deny it." "How can I threaten her when I've never even spoken to her?" "Well, what about the laundry... and the sacred cup of detergent I gave you?" "You recall that incident?" "No." "I don't recall that ever happening." "Oh, then who came to visit me today, your twin brother?" "I don't have a brother, and I've been here all day." "Can anyone confirm that, Mr. Strayton?" "Sure." "Uh, Neil, my manager, uh..." "Renee the cashier." "So, that's it?" "You're just gonna let him go?" "What else can I do?" "His alibi holds." "Well, maybe he snuck out the back door." "My store's just right up the street." "Interesting theory, but I need some proof." "Look, if he shows up again... threatens you in any way, call me immediately." "We either need to catch him in the act... or you need a witness." "Without that, there's no case." "Well, that was a big help." "You've had a rough day." "I'll do the bank run." "You believe me, don't you?" "Of course I believe you, but I got to tell you, T..." "Tell me what?" "That Strayton guy..." "he doesn't exactly seem... like the second coming of Hannibal Lecter." "Yeah, but he's hiding it." "That's all." "How many news reports have you seen where the neighbors go..." ""Oh, he seemed like the nicest guy"... until he kills twelve people." "How could you do it?" "How could you choose him over me?" "How'd you get in here?" "When you started dating him..." "I thought, "OK, maybe they're just friends."" "But that night, when he took you to the Austin Powers movie... you went to his apartment, and you stayed there all night." "You've been spying on me?" "And last month... when you rented that cabin with him in the mountains..." "Stalking me?" "He doesn't open doors for you... pay for your dinners." "He doesn't treat you right." "Hey, George, um... why can't we just, you know, like..." "There's only one way to save yourself... one possible way." "You have to get rid of your boyfriend." "Dump him." "End it, as soon as possible." "I can't do that." "I'm trying to save your life, Tina." "Aah!" "Oh, Ryan." "Ryan, he's in the back." "He's in the back right now." "I'll get that bastard." "Wait, Ryan!" "Ryan, are you OK?" "No one's there, Tina." "Hello?" " Yeah." "Gorman's Pet Store?" " Yes, it is." " Is George working tonight?" " Yes, he is." "Great." "Thanks." "Son of a bitch is there right now." "Then we should call the detective first." "What's he gonna do?" "It's your word against Strayton's." "Don't worry." "I'll handle this." "And how do you plan to do that?" "Hey, I'm just gonna go talk to the whack-job." "Me and him are gonna come to an understanding, man to man." "Don't do anything stupid." "No worries." "Just go home, have a bath, and chill." "As soon as I set this guy straight, I'll come right over." "He's right, T. I can finish up here." "Now, go home." "That wasn't too smart, Tina." "What are you doing here?" "I'm trying to save your life." "And what do you do?" "You sic your boyfriend on me?" "Is Ryan all right?" "Don't worry about Ryan." "Worry about your own life... because now I won't be able to stop myself." "Your only choice is to get away... far away." "You want me to leave the city?" "Yes." "You have to go someplace safe... where I won't be able to find you." "My whole life is here." "I can't just do that." "If you stay here, you will die." "Detective Henley." "Detective Henley, hey, this is Tina." " What can I do for you?" " Um, he's here right now." " Who?" "George?" " Yes!" "George Strayton." "Miss Bishop..." "Miss Bishop, are you OK?" "Oh, my God." "Lucky for you, your boyfriend claims... you had nothing to do with this." "Or you might be in as much trouble as he is." "There must be a mistake." "He was right there with me... in the parking lot." "Look at the time, Miss Bishop." "6:17 P.M. The exact hour and minute you called me." "But that..." "that's impossible." "Exactly, because George Strayton... can't be in two places at once, now can he?" "You were just gonna go talk to him, Ryan." "Just man to man." "Tina!" "You saw the tape with your own eyes... in freakin' black and white." "I don't care what's on that videotape." "All I know is that he was right here with me." "Yeah, sure." "At the same time I was beating the crap out of him." " Happens everyday." " Now you sound like Gwen." " Gwen makes sense." "You don't." " Well, I saw him." "Then you were hallucinating." "You know, listen." "I don't care what you think." "I know exactly what's going on... and so does that son of a bitch Strayton." "You're not gonna let this go, are you?" "What do you think?" "I think starting now, you can handle this on your own." "Fine." "I will." "I don't understand how Strayton did it." "How could he be in two places at once?" "He can't." "Nobody can." "It's impossible." "So, what are you saying, that I'm making this up?" "I'm not saying anything, T." "But we know the guy doesn't have a twin... and nobody's actually seen him act like a psycho except you." "Oh, so I'm the crazy one, is that it?" "Look, I'm no psychiatrist." "But you're saying I need one." "I'm saying maybe it wouldn't hurt." "Do you remember the therapist I went to after my mom died?" "It's just somebody to talk to, that's all." "Look..." "just think about it." "Excuse me." "What're you doing here?" "You can pretend all you want that you're normal, but I know." "And I'm gonna prove it." "Even if it means following you everywhere you go." "Lady, you're out of your mind." "Out of my mind?" "I'm not the stalker." "I'm not the one saying that I'm gonna kill somebody." "No!" "You're the one who sent your boyfriend over to beat me up." "I mean, I don't even know you." "Look, why don't you just leave me alone?" "Leave you alone?" "Yeah." "I really..." "I can't take this anymore." "Well, neither can I!" "And if you ever come near me again, I'm calling the police." "And if I were you, I'd get some professional help." "This is Dr. Gupta." "My office is presently closed, but if you leave a message..." "I will return your call promptly." "Hey, um, Doctor, this is Tina Bishop." "I'm..." "I'm calling because I need to make an appointment with you." "Um, I don't, um..." "I don't really know what's real anymore." "There's this guy and, um, he's..." "I guess he's planning on killing me... but... he might not even be there." "It could be a total hallucination." "So, obviously, I could really use your help... so could you call me when you can?" "It's 555-0123." "Thanks." "Aaah!" "I tried to warn you, Tina." "I didn't want it to come to this." "Your face..." "the bruises..." "I tried to prevent it." "You have to believe me." "I don't know what to believe." "You keep saying that you're gonna kill me... but then you say that you want to save me." "You can't imagine how hard this has been for me." "It's literally torn me apart." "I'm a good person, really." "I am." "At least, part of me is." "I can't stop." "Two of you?" "I'm sorry, Tina." "There's only so much a conscience can do." "And that's all I am..." "his conscience." "Tina, I loved you... but you betrayed me." "I have to do this." "Ohh!" "Ohh!" "Sorry you had to go through all this." "That makes two of us." "How did you know..." "I was after you?" "Your conscience gave you away." "Sometimes it's just a voice that whispers in our ear... an impulse for decency residing in even the darkest of souls." "And that voice can sometimes make the difference... between life and death." "Just ask Tina Bishop."