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I didn't lose it. It broke off.
We're free, Helen. But I'm afraid I'm gonna burn in hell.
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There's something wrong with your neck too...
Could you just not breathe?
Oh, darling,
- How? - I don't know. Just do it!
I'll paint your ass, you paint mine.
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What did you say?
Look. I put it in your bag.
But you must make me a promise.
This is life's ultimate cruelty.
You did brilliant work.
I could pay you extra.
I have the police. If you don't open, we're going to break the door.
Szeptember 14, 1990
and suffering every indignity and humiliation.
Get the potion from him!
♪ Whoo-whoo ♪
♪ Everywhere I look, baby all I see is ♪
I can't have these interruptions!
Good evening.
- Yes? - Nothing. It's too late. He got away.
Helen, you idiot.
Whoo!
perhaps in his case, it's really true.
I spoke to my P.R. woman and she said,
- You thought I was cheap. - Oh, please. You're insane.
I hoped you'd come.
I know it is. How can anyone explain it?
It's so sweet of you to say that.
and of course, Ernest's AA chapter will carry on long after his death.
What seems to be the problem?
I will never forgive her for what she's done to you.
- At the foot of the stairs. - Good. Don't move her.
What are they gonna do? Put me in the gas chamber? Big deal.
She's dead, Ernest, just like we wanted, just like we plotted together.
No, you admit it. You look me in the eye...
Look!
Honey, I think I need a doctor.
You're a powerful sexual being, Ernest.
By God, that is exactly what I am going to do!
Helen, it's me, Ernest Menville! I did it!
Oh for christ sake, at least lie quickly!
I don't think so. I mean, it would hurt, wouldn't it?
We haven't heard from you in a while.
Well, what more could one expect?
- Drink it. Drink it! - Drink it!
because it came at your expense.
learned the secret of eternal life.
- Well? - I'm thinking.
could you just not breathe?
- Painting. - Ernest.
She married a brilliant surgeon...
You're a fraud, a walking lie and I can see right through you!
and, your, your, your...
I wouldn't--
- Would you mind? - Not at all.
I am completely rational. We're going to bury her.
- I'm leaving. - You're what? Leaving? No.
You know something else?
- How about this? - Nope.
You'd like to see me drink myself into an early grave.
Self-defense.
- This doesn't hurt? - Uh-uh. No.
But at the end of that time, before people become suspicious,
We can't go back to Lisle's. She told us to take care of our bodies.
- We're in trouble. Ernest is gone. - Uh-huh.
Can I ask you what your secret is?
Come on. Get her outta here!
If she's not dead, you tell her to come here.
your heart's stopped beating.
For heaven's sake, Helen, it was a dinner.