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: Don't let the ghosts and the ghouls disturb you, love. Annabelle Loren
: Darling, the only ghoul in the house is you!
: You're in danger here - we all are. Nora Manning
: From who? Annabelle Loren
: I hope for your sake you never find out.
: You know, of course, that I'm his fourth wife. The first simply disappeared; the other two died.
: My husband is sometimes insane with jealousy. Nothing matters to him! Lance Schroeder
: Would he hurt you? Annabelle Loren
: He would kill me if he could.
: Oh, I'm sure we're not going to go running around the house shooting each other, aren't you?
: Do you remember the fun we had when you poisoned me? Annabelle Loren
] Something you ate, the doctor said. Frederick Loren
: Yes, arsenic on the rocks...
] Frederick Loren
: Annabelle, you'd do it again if you thought you'd get away with it, wouldn't you?
[starts shaking up bottle of champagne
] Annabelle Loren
: Why do you always do that? It spoils the champagne. Frederick Loren
: It might explode. Annabelle Loren
: Never does. Frederick Loren
: Can you guarantee that?
[aims champagne bottle at Annabelle
] Annabelle Loren
: That isn't funny, Frederick. Frederick Loren
: Make a good headline, "Playboy kills wife with champagne cork."
: Would you go away for a million dollars tax free
[Annabelle smiles and shakes her head
] Frederick Loren
: . Frederick Loren
: Of course not, you want it all don't you. Annabelle Loren
: I deserve it all, your jealousy isn't tax free and your possessiveness is maddening. Frederick Loren
: If ever a man had grounds for divorce. Annabelle Loren
: But can't prove them.
: And you call this a party? Frederick Loren
: Could be.
: [about Frederick's previous wives
] All his doctors said heart attacks. Two girls in their 20s. Lance... I don't want to join them.
: Dr. Trent, don't you approve of our little party favors? Dr. David Trent
: Suppose Nora had a gun when she was alone in the cellar with the blind woman? Ruth
: Oh, I don't think anyone else is going to walk around in total darkness. Annabelle Loren
: Oh, I'm sure we're not going to go running around the house shooting each other, aren't you? Dr. David Trent
: Who knows? Fear can make people do amazing things.
: Get off me, you pervert! Steven H. Price
: Congratulations. I don't think Evelyn's said that to anything with testicles, ever. Evelyn Stockard-Price
: Very funny, Stephen. Have you?
: I gave you a goddamn guest list two pages long. Where the hell are they? Steven H. Price
: Shredded. Sorry. Decided to whip up one of my own - a group so hungry for money they'd do anything. I thought you'd be more comfortable with your peers.
[Hearing the screaming from another part of the house
] Evelyn Stockard-Price
: Guess old Melissa found what she was looking for.
: Oh Steven, you poor clueless old geek, all it would have taken was a simple divorce and ripping our prenup into tiny itsy bitsy little pieces, but no matter how it ended, please just know one thing. From the first moment I laid eyes on you I have always, always loved... your money. On the other hand, just the sight of you has made me want to puke. Steven H. Price
: [grabbing Evelyn by the throat, surprising her
] Is that a fact, princess? I mean, you could have saved us all a great deal of time, not to mention money, if you'd have just let me in on it years ago. Evelyn Stockard-Price
: How? Steven H. Price
: You must be kidding me, I'm Steven goddamn Price. Evelyn Stockard-Price
: [trying to talk while Steven is choking her
] Sweetie? Steven H. Price
: Anything, angel, just speak it. Evelyn Stockard-Price
: What are you going to do? Steven H. Price
: Just what you wanted everyone here to believe in the first place. I'm gonna murder you, Evelyn, with the greatest of pleasure. Evelyn Stockard-Price
: Witnesses. Steven H. Price
: [grabbing her by her hair and pulling her up off the floor
] You're already dead, Evelyn.
] Steven H. Price
: Happy birthday, baby.
: [Stephen H. Price is sneaking out of the room
] : And where are you off to, Mr. Price? Checking the wiring on the animatronic mummies? Steven H. Price
: I'm just gonna go take a leak, if it's okay with you.
: Stephen, if you really love me, you'll find a way to drop dead in the next second. Steven H. Price
: Oh, but baby, finding ways for me to die is really your thing. Let's not forget the O.J. knife with the not-so-retractable blade, the Jim Jones Kool-Aid, which was exactly that... Evelyn Stockard-Price
: Accidents, all accidents until proven otherwise.
Steven H. Price
: Come on honey, let's go down and meet your guests. Evelyn Stockard-Price
: You go ahead darling, I'm just going to run scolding
] Evelyn Stockard-Price
: hot water over the places you just touched me.
: Who invited them? Steven H. Price
: I don't know, it wasn't me and you say it wasn't you, who then, Evelyn? Ghosts? Evelyn Stockard-Price
: Ooh, spooky.
: You ever find out what happened to that little TV reporter? Donald W. Blackburn, M.D.
: No. They never found her. Evelyn Stockard-Price
: So we don't even know if the little bitch is dead or alive? Donald W. Blackburn, M.D.
: But I think Price must have killed her. There's no other explanation. Evelyn Stockard-Price
: There's plenty, you moron. For all we know, Steven's got her spying on us right now. Donald W. Blackburn, M.D.
: Oh, bullshit. Evelyn Stockard-Price
: Oh, God. This whole fucking thing's falling apart. Donald W. Blackburn, M.D.
: It's not, baby, it's not. Somebody's gonna pull the trigger. Evelyn Stockard-Price
: But nobody has yet, Donald. They're not at the breaking point. The bozos have to believe that their lives are in danger. Donald W. Blackburn, M.D.
: They have your death at his hands. How much more do they need? Evelyn Stockard-Price
: But they didn't see it happen. They still have their doubts, they're confused. What we need is another body. Steven's bloody hands right next to him. Donald W. Blackburn, M.D.
: Well how the hell are we gonna do that? Evelyn Stockard-Price
] This may sound a little crazy, but hear me out.
[Evelyn brutally stabs Donald