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Ghost

Molly: Oh, this is great! That?s incredible. There?s got to be 7 or 8 feet up there.

Carl: And 80 years of dust.

M: Look at all this height！We can put our bedroom upstairs and that?ll leave us with all this space.

Sam: For what?

M: Just for space.

Together: 1, 2, 3 and 4? And 5? Watch it, watch it.

C: God, this place is huge

M: It?s beautiful.

C: God.

M: You guys, it?s absolutely incredible.

C: Incredible.

S: A little paint…

C: Let?s see, you can then sell this tomorrow and double your money.

M: Car l, you?re obsessed.

C: a little bit.

S: Woo! look. Hey, it?s an Indian head penny. 1898. It?s good omen.

M: You are the good omen. Oh, it?s so great.

C: I had Rose moved you from 3 o?clock. to 4 o?clock …cause Gary Allen called late yesterday. He has to see you about the final painting bids for the loft. 3:00 is the only time he can make it. Sam? What are you doing?

S: I?m sorry.

C: Relax, man. This isn?t brain surgery you?re going into.

S: Pitching these Japanese guys makes me so nervous. That?s it.

C: S am, you?re gonna be great, OK?

S: I mean, what am I supposed to say. I mean, I can?t very well tell them my Swedish pompom girl joke you know.

C: Those are great. Where …d you get those?

S: Nice, huh? Molly. What do you think? Are they me?

C: Man, look at that. A Testarossa.

S: Pay off your Mustang first.

S: How are you feeling? What did the doctor say?

C: He said it was contagious that it was really.

S: No.

C: He said I shouldn?t be coming in today.

S: What about the rash?

C: The rash?

S: Mm-Hmm.

C: The rash is also incredible contagious. He said they?ve both been spreading.

S: No. On your genitals again?

C: Yeah, right on genital. Basically everywhere. He said that I shouldn?t touch anyone. Excuse me. I?m sorry..

S: You?re sick.

S: Morning, Paul.

Paul: Morning Carl, Sam.

Lady: Morning Mr. Wheat.

S: Morning Susan. You?re looking good.

C：Sam?

S: Yeah…here it is.

C: Thanks.

Lady: Morning Sam.

S: Morning. Listen, the Kobiashi people.

Lady: They?re already here.

S: They?re early.

Lady: I know.

S: Come here. How long have they been here?

Lady: About 10 minutes. Andy Dillon called. And says he needs $900.000 transferred to Albany by 10:00.

S: By 10:00?

Lady: Yes.

S: Carl?

C: Yeah.

S: Dillon needs 900.000 dollars in Albany by 10:00. Can you transfer it to his pay roll account? C: Yeah. I need your Mac code.

S: OK. Discretion, right?

C: Got it. You bet. I?ll do it right now. Bill, I?ll call you back.

S: OK. Excellent, come on. It?s fine. Ah man. Can you get this?

M: Where are you guys from? The New Y ork City Ballet? Almost……Ah, ah!

S: Saved your life.

M: Sam, you shit, you scared me to death. Why did you do that?

S: Better than seeing this gorgeous body splattered all over the place. Look out, look out.

M: Ah……

C: Sam, Molly, you guys home?

M: Carl, did you invite him?

S: Slave labor

M: Carl?

C: What?

M: Here help.

S: Oh, my God, I?ve got it.

C: Right here.

M: Watch your toes.

C: Hey, where do you want this?

M: In the bedroom.

C: God, this place is going to look great.

S: Yeah.

M: You like it, huh?

C: Like? Like is hardly the word. I had no idea that it would be so beautiful. It?s incredible.

S: Molly, what about here?

M: Oh, let me show you. Can you help me lift this up?

C: What, here?

M: Yeah.

C: Wow!

M: Just finished it, what do you think?

C: Fantastic, I love it.

M: Sam, what?s this chair doing here?

S: What do you mean? I love that chair.

M: I know you love this chair, but we discussed this.

S: Well, I?ve had it forever. When I watch TV, I sit in it.

M: But this chair is ugly.

S: So?

M: And it doesn?t go with anything.

S: It goes with me.

M: You?re right, it does. We?ll paint it.

S: We?ll what?

M: Are you O.K.?

S: Hummum, I?m fine.

M: What?s the matter?

S: Nothing.

M: Are you worried about the promotion?

S: No, not really.

M: Then what? Moving in together?

S: No. I don?t know. It?s a lot of things. I just don?t want the bubble to burst. It seems like whenever anything good in my life happens, I?m just afraid that I?m going to lose it.

M: I love you. I really love you.

S: Ditto.

S: Oh Jesus, another one.

M: Ohh, don?t watch that.

S: I should cancel my L.A.trip, these things happen in threes.

M: Sam, get to sleep, besides you lead a charmed life.

S: Oh yes, so did they. Amazing, just like that, black out.

Song: Oh my love, my darling, I?ve hungered for your touch along lonely times.

And time goes by so slowly, and time can do so much. Are you still mine……

S: What are you doing?

M: Couldn?t sleeping.

S: I must have passed out. What time is it?

M: 2:00 a.m.

S: Oh, no. I hope this wasn?t your masterpiece.

M: Sam, not now.

S: Can I help?

M: Yeah, put your hand there, and just let the clay slid between your fingers.

(Song goes on.)

I need your love I need your love, speed your love to me. Lonely river flows to the sea, to the sea, to the open arms of the sea. Lonely river side, wait for me, wait for me, I?ll be coming home, wait for me. Oh, my love, my darling, I?ve hungered, hungered for your touch along lonely

your love, I need your love, I need your love, feed your love to me.

C: What?s the matter?

S: Hey Carl. A glitch, what?s up?

C: The, hum, Mark Greenbery and Larry War nekin account Mac code isn?t working.

S: I changed it.

C: You changed it? Why?

S: Nothing, I just wanted to nose around a bit.

C: Is something wrong?

S: Can you keep a secret?

C: Yeah, sure. What?s up?

S: There is too much money in this account.

C: Too muc h money? That?s impossible. How could it be?

C: Sam, this is going to take you hours. Let me do this.

S: It already has taken me hours.

C: Well, let me take it back and figure it out for you.

S: No, no, it?s O.K. It?s like a vendetta now. Thanks, though, I appreciated it.

C: O.K., your steps go blind, just shout.

S: O.K., adieus.

C: Listen, hum, I was wondering, what are you and Molly doing tonight?

S: We are going to the theater. She wants to see Macbeth. I thinks she likes the guys in tights personally. You want go?

C: No thanks. I want a full report though.

S: Later.

C: Yep.

S: Well, I loved it. I was speltbound the whole time.

M: I could tell. So could the rest of the audience with that resonating snore of yours.

S: Did I tell you what Moses said?

S: Yeah, about six times.

M: It wasn?t six times, Sam. Quit being so blasé about this.

S: O.K. Sorry.

M: It?s really important. I?m going to have two pieces in the gallery. The New York Times will be at the opening.

S: Molly, the New York Times is just some frustrated little critic with pimples on his ass who flunked out of art school. So who cares what they think?

M: Well, eight million readers love it.

S: Nah. They just read the sports page. Your work is very beautiful. It really is. And it shouldn?t matter what anyone else thinks, just what I think.

M: I want to marry you, Sam.

S: What? What?

M: Yeah. I?ve been thinking about it. I?ve been thinking about it a lot, and I think we should just do it.

S: Are you serious?

M: Yeah. What?s that look for?

S: You never wanted to talk about it.

M: Do you love me, Sam?

S: Now, what do you think?

S: What do you mean, why don?t I ever say it? I say it all the time, I feel it.

M: No you don?t. You say ditto, and that?s not the same.

S: People say I love you all the time, it doesn?t mean anything.

M: Sometimes, you need to hear it. I need to hear it.

M: Let?s go.

M: What should we do?

S: Let me handle it. What do you want?

Willy: Your wallet, give it.

M: Sam, just give it to him.

S: O.K. Just take the money. Just leave us……

M: Sam.

S: You son of a bitch.

M: Sam! Somebody help us! Somebody, somebody help us. Sam, give it, just give it. Sam.

S: Molly.

M: Baby hold on. You?re going to be OK. Somebody? Somebody help us. Oh, my God. Somebody help me. Please any body!

Strangers: Take it easy, all right? We?ll help you OK?

M: What should we do?

S: What?s happening?

M: Is he breathing? I don?t know if he is breathing. Don?t die, Sam. Hold on. Oh, my God. Come, man. All right here we go. Sam don?t? y ou leave me. Jesus.

Police: Miss Jesus, if you?ll just step this way, please.

Ghost: So, what happened to you?

S: What?

G: You?re new, huh? I could tell.

S: Are you talking to me?

G: Relax. It ain?t like before. It?s whole new ball of wax.

S: Who are you?

G: I?m waiting for my wife. She is in the cardiac wing. She is fighting it. Shot, huh? That?ll do it every time, poor bastard. You may as well get used to it. You could be here for a long while. Come here, I?ll tell you a secret. Doors ain?t so bad. Zip za p---they ain?t nothing, you?ll see.

You?ll catch on. This patient?s fibrillating. Let?s move it.

Dr: Give me the paddles.

G: He ain?t going to make it. I?ve seen it a million times. He?s a goner.

Dr: He?s still fibrillating. Clear.

G: You see? Here they come. Lucky bastard. It could have been the other ones. You never know. S: Who are…No! God help me! Help me.

Priest: I?ve sunk in an abysmal swamp, for there?s no foothold. I?ve reached the watery depths, the flood overwhelms me. I am weary with calling. As we say farewell to our friend Sam Wheat, we are reminded of his kindness, his generosity, his buoyancy of spirit. All that we treasured, our loved ones, our friends, our body, our mind, are but on loan to us. We must surrender them all. We are all travelers on the same road which leads to the same end. As our loved ones enter eternal life, let us remember that love too is eternal, that although we will miss him, our love will light the void and dispel the darkness.

M: I picked up your shirts today. I d on?t know why. Mr. Reynolds told me to tell you hello. I broke into tears. It?s like I think about you every minute. It?s like I can still feel you.

S: I?m here, Molly.

M: Iloyd, what?s the matter, kitty? Crazy cat. Sam? That?s really stupid.

M: I love this picture.

C: It?s great. Office.

M: Let me see that.

C: It?s um…

M: Sam?s address book.

C: Right. Dave Brubeck, New Port 88. should I toss them?

M: No.

S: No? Molly, we hated that concert.

M: Hey.

C: You wanted to save those?

S: Rolaids. Molly, what are you doing?

M: I just miss him, Carl.

C: Me, too.

M: Carl!

C: Yeah?

M: Wait a minute. Wait.

C: What?

M: Not that one.

C: Which? Oh, I?m sorry. I didn?t mean to put that on there.

M: That?s OK.

C: Hey, Molly, why don?t? you come? It?s like summer outside.

M: No, I?m really not up for it.

C: Come on. Just for a walk.

M: I don?t want to

C: Moll. You cant? stay in all day. It?s not healthy for you.

M: Look, Carl. I can?t do it.

C: Molly, you?re not the one who died.

M: I?m sorry.

C: Don?t apologize.

M: Shit. Maybe you?re right. Maybe just a short one.

C: That a girl.

M: I?m sorry.

C: Don?t worry about it.

S: Molly. What are you here doing? You bastard. You son of a bitch! What do you want? Molly! Molly!, get out! My God. NO, Molly! Look, no, no, please. He?s got a gun.

M: Hi, kitty.

S: You hurt her…

Willy: Shit!

M: Is somebody there? Hello?

S: Oh, my God! Let go! What are you doing?

Ghost: Like train? Stay out! This is mine.

Willy: Shit, it?s me. I couldn?t get it. She came home. Give me a couple of days, man. I?ll get back. Relax. I?ll get it.

S: Get what? Who are you? What do you want from us? No. You stay away from here. Do you here me? Stay away from here.

Kids: Teddy bear, teddy bear, turn around. Touch the ground.

Sister: Rosa Santiago? Please be seated. Our sister will be with us soon. Sister Oda Mae, grant us the gift of your all seeing presence. Appear before us now.

Oda Mae (a witch): Mrs. Santiago?

Santiago Buenos dios.

O: I?m Oda Mae Brown. I understand you wish to contact your husband. I believe he?ll be with us today.

Santiago: Thank you.

O: But you know Mrs. Santiago there?s no telling about that other world. So you?ve got to be a believer, Mrs. Santiago. Are you a believer?

Santiago: Si,Si, I believe.

O: Then let us begin. I can?t. It?s too difficult. I just can?t make contact. I don?t feel his vi. No, wait. I?m feeling something. Did he know someone by the name of Anna? Consuelo? Lucita? Julietta? Josefina? Linda? Maria?

Santiago: His mama! She is Maria!

O: Yes! Praise God. I know he was with his mama.

Santiago: Oh, my God.

O: It?s too difficult. It?s two of them. I?m not sure. I can?t do that. It?s so trying.

Santiago: Oh, I pay more. How much?

O: $20.

S: Way to go. Milk her for every penny.

O: Huh, yes. I…I believe we can start again. Praise the Lord. Thank you. Jesus. Welcome, Mrs. Santiago. You?re fortunate today. The spirits are churning.

Santiago: My husband?

Sister: Have mercy!

S: Oh, yeah, where?

Santiago: Julio?

O: Yes! I feel his vibration. I see him.

Santiago: How is he? How does he look?

O: Oh, he?s a handsome man.

Santiago: Handsome?

O: Mrs. Santiago, in our father?s kingdom we are all handsome.

Santiago: Oh, Julio.

O: Julio?s coming towards us. I see him! He?s coming. He?s here. He?s dressed in a black suit. Santiago: Black suit?

O: It could be blue.

Santiago: What a crock of shit!

O: Who is that？ Julio? Where are you? Julio? Did you hear it? Damn! Where are you? Julio? Who are you? Whoa! Yon can hear me? Damn! Where are you? Julio? How are you? You can hear me? Don?t you h ear him?

O: Leave me alone!

S: Say it. Sam Wheat.

Sister: Talk to me. Oda Mae say something!

O: Sam Wheat!

S: Jesus.

Sisters: Sam Wheat!

O: I swear, no more cheating. I promise. I?ll do anything. I?ll do penance. But make that guy go away.

S: No way.

Sister: It?s O.K! All right, sister.

O: Thank you.

Sister: Yeah, you?re all right.

O: My mother had it, and my mother?s mother had it. They both had the gift an d they always said I had it, but I never did. I never had it. They told me what it was like, they told me all about it, but now that I?ve got it, I don?t think I want it. Do me a favor, just go away, find somebody else.

S: Somebody else, you are out of your mind.

O: I?m getting there fast.

O?s sister A: I think she hit her head harder than we think.

O?s sister B: She was talking to nobody that wasn?t there before she even hit her head.

Sister A: Well, I know she is, but you know just why she can do that?

O: Where exactly are you?

S: I am standing right beside you.

O: You are standing beside me?

The sisters: Oh, honey, we are right here.

O: Are you white?

S: What?

Sister A: White? You?re white, aren?t you?

Sister B: You know what I think?

Sister A: Yes, I am going to call the doctor right now.

O: I know it, a white guy. Why me?

S: Listen, damn it, you are going to help me. There?s a woman, her name is Molly Jansen, and she?s in terrible danger. The man who killed me broke into our apartment and he?s going to g o back, so you?ve got to warn her.

O: What makes you think she?s going to listen to me?

S: It?s just a phone call. Look, your are all I?ve got, now I?m not leaving until you help me. I don?t care how long it takes, coz I can talk forever.

M: Hello?

O: Uh, hi. Is this Molly Jensen?

M: Yes.

O: My name?s Oda Mae Brown. I?m a spiritual reader and advisor. A friend of yours gave me a message for you. I know this sounds crazy, but it?s not. You got to believe me. Just don?t be afraid.

M: Who is this?

O: I got a message from Sam.

M: What?

S: So go there.

O: Forget it. I?m not going anywhere.

S: I don?t care what you do. Second verse, same as the first. I?m en-er-y the eighth I am. En-er-y the eighth. I am, I am. I got married to the widow next door she?s been married seven times before. And ev?ry one was an En-er-y. en-er-y wouldn?t have a willy or a Sam. No sir. I?m her eighth old man. I?m En-er-y. En-er-y the eighth I am, I am.

O: All right! Stop singing! I?ll go anywhere you want to, just don?t sing anymore. I can?t believe this. I can?t believe I?m doing this. What am I doing downtown here. I never come downtown. I hate downtown. She probably not even there. Where are you? Oh, woof. Which building is it? S: Uh, push 3.

O: See, nobody?s there.

S: She is there, just wait. Wait.

O: No. I came down here, I did everything I said I was going to do, I pressed the button, she?s not there, I?m gone, good-bye.

S: Just wait. One minute.

O: I?m sorry.

S: (sings) Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall, ninety-nine bottles of beer, take one down and you have ninety-eight……

O: Oh, alright, don?t sing, alright, alright.

M: Hello?

S: Molly, I …….

O: Shh, she can?t hear you. Hi, I?m, I?m Oda Mae, you know I called you last nigh t about your friend Sam Wheat.

O: I told you. Hey, Molly, Molly, Jesus! I know you are up there, I know you hear me. I am down here. Sam wants to talk to you and this is for real. Hey, you remember Saltfish on Montego Bay? How would I know that if he wasn?t here? Hey, Molly, I know about that green underwear that you wrote your name on? (to Sam) I?ll never get over that, I?ll tell you that. I know about the picture in Reno. Hey, Molly!

S: Remind her about the sweater she made in the closet that?s too big.

O: He just asked me to remind you of the sweater that?s in the closet that you knitted that?s too big. Four sizes. Hey, you hear me talking to you?

Man: I hear you.

O: Shut up. Nobody?s talking to you.

Man: Did you ever hear of a phone?

O: What to kiss my b utt. I?m not staying down here all day.

Man: Thank God.

O: Aw, man. Shut up. Molly I?m going to count to 3. And I?m out of here. 1, 2, 3.

S: No, Oda Mae. Wait.

O: No.

S: It?s Molly.

O: Molly? I?m Oda Mae Brown. I don?t know you or Sam. But let me tell you what he did. He kept me up all night. Singing That?s how he got me to go out with him.

M: Look. I?m sorry. I just—I just don?t believe in this life after death stuff.

S: Well, tell her she is wrong.

O: He says you?re wrong.

O: He just asked me to tell you that you?re wrong.

M: So where is he?

O: I can?t see him. I can only hear him.

M: So where is he?

O: I can?t see him. I can only hear him.

S: I?m right here.

O: That doesn?t help Sam.

S: I?m holding her hand.

O: He says he?s holding your hand.

M: What are you doing? What do you think you?re doing to me?

O: If you think I?m here for my health, you?re crazy.

M: Sam?s dead, OK? He?s dead.

S: Tell her I love her.

O: He says he loves you.

M: Sam would never say that.

S: Ditto, tell her ditto.

O: What he hell is ditto? Ditto.

O: Well, to tell you the truth, I don?t know how I am doing this. Confidentially, nothing like this has ever happened to me before, I mean nothing. Now, I can?t turn it off. Is this Sam? Is this you?

S and M (together): Yeah.

O: You look cute. White, but cute.

M: What I don?t understand is why did he come back.

S: I don?t know.

M: Why is he still here?

O: He is stuck, that?s what it is. He?s in between worlds. You know it ha ppens sometimes that, that spirits et yanked out so quick, that the essence still feels like it has work to do here.

S: Would you stop rambling?

O: You think I?m rambling? I?m answering questions. (to Molly) He?s got an attitude now.

S: I don?t have an att itude.

O: Yes, you do have an attitude. We are having a little discussion. If you didn?t have an attitude, you would not have raise your voice to me now, would you.

S: Oh, God damn it.

O: Don?t you God damn me. Don?t you take Lord?s name in vain with me, y ou understand? I don?t take that…

S: Would you relax?

O: No, you relax. You are the dead guy. You want me to help, you better apologize, coz I don?t take that from…

S: Ah, Jesus…

O: That?s it, I?m leaving.

S: I, I……

O: I?m leaving. Nobody talks to me like that, you understand me. Now, you better apologize. S: I?m sorry, I apologize, O.K.? Now, will you sit down? Please?

O: (to Molly) He?s apologized.

S: I need you tell Molly what I am saying, but you have to tell her word for word, all right? Word for word.

O: Yes. He wants me to tell you what he?s saying word for word.

S: Molly, you are in danger.

O: You can?t just blurt it out like that. And quit moving around, will you, coz you are starting to make dizzy. I?ll just tell her in my own way. Molly, you are i n danger, girl.

S: I know the man who killed me.

O: He knows the man who killed him.

S: His name is Willy Lopez, and I know where he lives.

O: His name is Willy Lopez, he?s Puerto Rican, and he knows where he lives.

S: Write it down.

O: He wants you write it down.

S: Write it down.

O: I am not damn secretary.

S: Just do it.

O: He?s so testy. What is it you want me to write?

S: 303 Prospect Place, Apartment 4D.

O: 303 Prospect Place?

S: Yeah.

O: That?s my neighborhood.

S: Molly, he?s got my wallet, he?s got my keys, and he was in here.

O: He?s got his wallet, and his keys, and he was in here.

S: Yesterday, when you came back from your walk with Carl, you went up the stairs, you talked to Floyd (a cat), you went in took off your clothes…

O: Alright, alright, alright. When you came in yesterday from your walk with Carl, he was here. You took your clothes off, he saw everything.

S: Molly, you?ve got to go to Police. It was a set-up, I was murdered.

O: He wants you to go to the Police. He said it was a set-up, he was murdered.

S: There?s somebody else involved, I don?t know who.

O: Look, forget it, I don?t want no more to do with this.

M: Wait.

S: Where are you going?

O: What do you mean, where am I going? I?m leaving. I did everythin g I said I was going to do, and don?t be following me coz I am finished and I mean it. Have a nice life, have a nice death, good-bye.

C: Molly, there?s no one on earth besides you. Who wants this to be true more than me? But you got to be rational about this. Sam is no more in this room than. Look…I understand the need to hang on to him. I really do, but this is absurd.

M: I know this seems absurd, but it had to be real.

C: You believed some fortune-teller from Brooklyn who shows up at your door?

M: I watched her have a conversation with him.

C: I don?t buy it. Moll, not for a minute.

M: What about the things she knew.

C: What things?

M: The photo Sam took of me on our trip to Reno, Carl, we were alone. And the green underwear that I wrote my name in. she said Sam knew who killed him. Yeah, that he was set up.

C: This is getting deranged. We?re off the deep end.

M: She had a name and an address. Willy Lopez. 303 Prospect place apartment 4-D.

C: This is sick.

S: Oh, Carl

C: This is really sick. Oh, God. Moll y, I don?t understand how you could—you could swallow this crap. I mean…this guy may not even exist. Maybe she?s just trying to use you, to set someone up.

C: What do you mean find out?

M: She said Sam wants me to go to the police.

C: Sam wants you to go to the police. Jesus. Moll, are you out of your mind? What are you going to tell the police? That some storefront psychic has been communing with the dead? Do you know what that sounds like. You?re talking ghosts here for Christ?s sake. I?m sorry. This stuff just really gets to me. You know? It?s OK if you don?t believe me. I?m trying to, Molly. Look…if it still make you feel an better. I?ll go check this out, OK? I want you to try out get some sleep, OK?

M: All right.

C: I?ll call you in the morning.

M: OK.

C: Be careful.

M: Carl.

W: What the hell are you doing here?

C: Who have you been talking to, Willy?

W: Talking to, the hell you mean?

C: Some woman knows all about you. Everyth ing. Where?s she getting it from, huh?

W: Haven?t said a word to anybody.

C: She knows your name, God damn it. She knows where you live.

W: A lot of women know where I live.

C: This is not a joke. She knows about the murder. I want you to find this bitch, whoever she is, and I want you to…to just get rid of her, O.K.? I?ve got 4 million dollars stuck in a God damn computer. If that money isn?t transferred soon, I?m dead, we are both dead.

W: Why don?t you just tell them that you only launder money on the fi rst of the month?

C: What the hell is wrong with you, huh? Is everything a joke? You killed a man, you are suppose to steal his wallet, was that a joke?

W: Man, I did you a favor, man. That was a freebie.

C: Look, these are drug deals, O.K.? Just don?t blo w this for me, Willy. I lose my job, I go to jail.

80 thousand dollars, that money is mine. Look, just give me the keys to Sam?s apartment, I?ll get the address book myself, O.K.?

M: Look, I don?t even believe in this stuff myself. But she was real. You think I?d come down here if it wasn?t real? You know you told me if I had any new information that I should come, so here I am. I know how this sounds. I hear myself saying it. And I want to cringe. But this woman know things she couldn?t have known. Thin gs Sam only said to me.

Female policewoman: OK, according to this psychic lady, there are ghosts and spirits all over the place, watching us all the time? Hell, I?m never going to get undressed again. Excuse me. I got more important thing to do.

M: The gu y?s name is Willy Lopez. All I?m asking you to do is check it out.

Policeman: OK. Wait here. Let me see if the guy?s got a record all right?

M: Great. What are you doing? Where?s the file on Willy Lopez?

Policeman: There is no file on Willy Lopez. He was probably some old boyfriend. She was trying to get even with. This psychic woman?s got a record that goes back a long way. 1967, Shreveport, forgery. Selling false ID, serve one year. 1971, Baton Rouge arrested for fraud. Numbers racketeering, served 10 months, 1974.

M: Look, this is impossible.

Policeman: It goes on and on.

Policeman: A lot of times, they read the obits. She just had to see the word “banker”…boom. Hell, they even go through your…garbage to find things they can use…letters, old papers. It doesn?t take much.

M: No. it was real. She knew about a…a sweater I knitted. And songs we sang. Our trip to Montego Bay.

Policeman: I?m sorry. I know this is hard. People want so much to believe. They are grieving, they?re vulnerable and they will give anything for one last moment. Believe me. These people know what they?re doing. I know how you must feel. But you know you can press charges. M: No. Thank you.

C: Oh, God. Let this be it. Yes.

S: You God damn murderer. Why? I thought you were my friend. I had a life, God damn you. I had a life.

Eddy: Hello?

C: Eddy?

E: Yea.

C: It?s Carl Bruner.

E: What?s up?

C: I?m fine. Yep, everything is fine, we are all set.

E: Oh good.

C: Just let me know what you want me to do.

E: O.K., I want you to transfer the money from the twelve separate accounts into a single account under the name Rita Miller.

C: O.K.

E: Tomorrow, at five minutes before closing, at 3:55 p.m., transfer the full account to First Island Bank of Nassau, registry number 486: 9580. Call us when it?s done.

C: O.K. I?ve got it. Hum, just tell Mr. Balistrait that there won?t be any problems, O.K.?

E: yeah, I?ll do that.

C: Thank you.

E: Good work, Carl.

S: Molly, why can?t you hear me? I need you.

M: Who is it?

C: It?s Carl, Molly.

S: No, don?t open it, Molly. He?s a murderer.

C: I know it?s late. I?m sorry to disturb you. I just keeping thinking about you all the day. And I feel really lousy about what happened last night. Thi s supernatural thing just…

M: Don?t worry about it. It?s OK.

C: No, it?s not. You need me to hear you, and I don?t. I wasn?t there for you and that was…that was wrong. It?s just…I just…I want you to know that I?m your friend.

M: Thanks, Carl.

S: You were never our friend.

M: That really means a lot to me.

C: Me, too. I brought you some Japanese apple pears. I know you like them.

M: Thanks. That?s very sweet.

C: Can I come in for a second? It?s just been one of those days. Maybe just cup of coffee?

S: No, Molly.

M: You seem a little tense. Are you OK?

C: No, I?m fine. It?s just…what can I tell you? It?s been tough. It just still hurts so much.

S: You lying snake.

C: And on top of it, it?s stuff at work. They?ve given me my own accounts w hich is good. But I just haven?t really had time to adjust, kind of absorb everything. It?s no big deal. Yeah. Can I have just a little more cream?

M: Yeah.

C: Oh, shit. Jesus. I can?t believe I did that.

M: Are you all right?

C: Yeah, I?m fine. Oh, God!

M: Let me throw that in the washer.

C: No. Don?t worry about it. It?s OK. It?s just…

M: You want another shirt?

C: No, it?ll dry. It?ll just take a minute. There you go. Where were you today? I thought you were going to come into the bank. And sign those papers?

M: I was supposed to, but I didn?t have time. I went to the police.

C: You did. What did you tell them? What did you say? It was awful.

M: I felt really stupid. They brought out of a file on this woman and…at least 10 inches thick. C: A rip-off artist, huh?

S: No, Molly.

M: You knew the sad things. Is that I believed her.

C: Molly. Sometime we need to believe.

M: Why? What?s the point?

C: Molly, it?s not easy to face the realities of life sometimes. You got to give yourself that. What you?ve got to re member is the love that you guys felt. You got to remember how good Sam was. You were everything to him, Molly. You were his life.

M: I feel so alone.

C: You?re not alone, OK? You got your work. You?re incredibly talented. You?re young. You?re fantastically gorgeous.

M: I don?t know what?s real anymore. I don?t know what to think.

C: just think about Sam. Think about the time you guys had together. How wonderful that was. Yesh, let your feeling out, Molly. It?s OK. Life turns on a dime. You know? I mean…Peo ple think that…they?re there forever, that there?s always going to be tomorrow. But that?s bullshit! Sam taught us that. You have to live for now. For today.

M: I can?t. I?m sorry.

C: It?s OK.

M: I can?t. it?s just too soon.

C: It?s OK.

M: You have been great, Carl. But I need you to leave.

C: I understand totally. Please. Could we just have dinner tomorrow night? Just talk. Can I interest you in that?

M: Yeah. Sure. Great.

Ghost: Get off my train.

S: No. Show me how you do that. I want to learn, and I?m not leaving until you teach it to me. The ghost: Get off!

S: No!

G: Get off. You stubborn asshole. What are you doing? What the hell are you doing?

G: You are trying to move it with your fingers. You can?t push it with your fingers. You a re dead. It?s all in your mind. The problem is you still think you are real. You think you are wearing those clothes? You think you are crouched on that floor? Bullshit! You ain?t got a body no more, son. It?s all up here, now. You want to move it with your mind, you?ve got to focus. You hear what I am saying.

S: How? How do you focus?

G: I don?t know how you focus. You just focus.

S: How did you do that?

G: You?ve got to take all your emotions, all your anger, all your love, all your hate, and push it, way down here into the pit of your stomach, and then let it explode, like a reactor.

S: O.K., O.K.

S: Don?t laugh!

G: Way to go, kid.

S: I did it, I did it.

G: Way to go. From your gut like I told you. Give it time. What else have you got?

S: How long have you been here?

Ghost: Since they pushed me.

S: Someone pushed you?

Ghost: Yeah, someone pushed me.

S: Who?

Ghost: What? You don?t believe me? You think I fell? You think I jumped? Well, fuck you! It wasn?t my time. I wasn?t supposed to go! I?m not supposed to be here! Oh, I?d give anything for a drag. Just one drag.

S: Are you all right?

Ghost: Who are you? Why are you hounding me? Who sent you? Leave me alone!

O: You need to concentrate, coz if you concentrate, he?ll probably appear. What?s his name again? Patricia (Orlando?s wife): Orlando.

O: Orlando, Orlando, is there an Orlando here?

Orlando (the ghost): I?m here.

O: He?s here.

Orlando: Oda Mae, I …

O: Sam!

Orlando: What the hell? Excuse me, I?m Orlando, and the line is over there.

S: Where did all these ghosts come from? You can hear me, too.

O: Hear them? Can I hear them? I hear them in the morning, I hear them in the evening, they come into the shower. Sam, what the hell did you do to me? Did you tell every spook in the world you met about me? I?ve got spooks from Jersey coming in here.

S: Jesus.

O: There?s stuff going on you wouldn?t believe, I don?t even believe it.

Orlando: It?s amazing. You really do have it.

O: Yes, I know.

Orlando: How do you like that?

P: Will you two please hurry it up?

O: Oh, chill out, Chill out.

S: Listen, I need your help again, Oda Mae. There?s something we need to do.

O: No, I?m not doing anything else with you, Sam. Look, you are holding on to a life that doesn?t want you anymore. It doesn?t want you. Give up the ghost.

P: Are you speaking to me?

suppose to be concentrating, aren?t you? Are you going to try it? Thank you very much. And Sam, are you going to get out of here, coz, h oney, I?ve got work to do.

S: Uh, huh.

O: Fine, then stay there. Excuse me, excuse me, you ready now? Let us do it.

S: Oda Mae, listen, I?ve got to talk to you now; I?ve got a plan. You see, I?ve figured this thing out, there?s something we can do. All we need to do…

S: Oda Mae, Oda Mae.

O: Patricia?

P: Orlando, is that you?

O: Patricia, where are you at? I can hardly see.

Patricia?s brother: Here, she?s here.

P: In front of you, I?m right here.

Orlando: Damn, baby, what did you do to your hair?

P: Orlando, you like it? It?s autumn sunrise.

O: Get out of me, you son of bitch! Don?t you ever do that to me again.

P: Orlando?

Orlando: I can hardly move.

Another ghost: Now, you should know better than that. Jumping into bodies wipes you out. O: Everybody out!

P: What happened to Orlando? Where is the insurance policy?

O: Are you deaf? I said everybody out. Everybody out. Get out, get out, get out. Everybody get out.

W: You the fortune-teller? That?s an interesting question, why don?t you tell me?

O: Who are you?

S: Willy.

O: Willy? Prospect Place Willy?

S: Get out of here fast.

Sisters: Oda Mae, sister!

O: I?m alright, alright.

S: Oda Mae, we are in trouble, so you?ve got to help me.

O: What do you mean we? Who?s we? You?re already dead. Don?t you understand? Th ese people were trying to kill me!

S: Yeah, you?re right, and they?ll be back.

O: Why don?t you find a house to haunt, you know, get some chains and rattle them or something.

S: Will you listen to me? I?ve a plan, and it will work, but you?ve got to get so me of your fake Ids. O: Forget it.

S: If you do this, they will never bother you again, I promise. Scout?s honor.

O: Alright. What exactly do I have to do?

S: You?ve got a nice dress?

O: I don?t see what?s wrong with What I am wearing.

S: Sorry, I made a joke. I loved your shoes.

O: No, I don?t think you do. You know, I think I?m going to go home. I?m going home because I don?t know anything about banking, I don?t know that this is going to work.

S: Oda Mae, will you just relax.

O: Listen, I am nervous.

S: I know you are nervous, but I will give hints, and that fake driver?s license is great.

O: Sam, I don?t think I should do this.

O: Uh: huh?

S: There is a stairway that says New Accounts.

O: I?m giving them no money!

S: Just do what I say. Don?t talk. Tell her you are here to fill out a signature card for a new account.

The bank clerk: Can I help you?

O: Yes, I?m here to fill out a signature card for a new account.

Clerk: And do you know your account number?

S: 92631043.

O: 926.

S: 31043.

O: 31043.

S: Rita Miller.

O: Who?

Clerk: What?

S: Tell her Rita Miller.

O: Rita Miller.

Clerk: Didn?t they have you sign a card when you opened the account?

S: Tell her Carl Bruner opened it for you by phone and asked you to come in today.

O: I t? Mr. Carl Bruner, he, he opened it for me by phone, that account, and now, he?s asked me

to come in today.

Clerk: Ah, I see.

O: Is that right?

S: Yeah.

O: Yeah.

Clerk: All right. Just sign this card on the bottom line, please.

O: May I use your pen? Thank you so much.

S: No, Rita Miller.

O: I?m so sorry. You know, I need another one, I?ve signed the wrong name.

S: Tell her to make sure it goes straight up the third floor file because you have a transaction to make.

O: Please make sure this goes right up to the third floor file because I have a transfusion to make. Clerk: A what?

S: Let?s go!

O: You know what I mean. Can I keep this pen?

Clerk: Ah, yes sure.

O: Bye-bye. I just love these pens.

S: What do you want to keep the pen for?

C: Carl Bruner speaking.

Phone: Hi, Carl. Mr. Balistrari. Carl, it?s me John.

C: John, sorry. What?s up?

Phone: I?ve got the info on the Bradley Portfolio.

C: All right. I?ll pick it up later. All right?

Phone: I?ll be here till 6:00.

O: You keep messing with me. You?ll be here by yourself.

S: Shh. Now tell the guard you?re here to see Lyle Ferguson.

O: Hi, I?m here to see Lyle Ferguson, please.

Guard: Do you have an appointment?

O: No. I?m here for my health.

S: Do say that. Tell him Rita Miller?s here.

O: You just tell him Rita Miller?s here.

Guard: Just one moment, please.

S: Don?t embellish.

O: Jawohl.

Guard: Excuse me?

S: Now, listen. This guy Ferguson?s a real jerk. I?ve known him for five years and he still thinks my name is…

O: Why are you whispering? Just be quiet and listen. He?s a social moron. Just tell the guard Ferguson knows you. You spent time with him and his wife Shirley at the Brewster?s Christmas party last year. Got it?

Guard: What is this in regards to?

O: What? He doesn?t remember me? Oh, we spent all that time at the Brewster?s? Christmas party last year. He and his lovely wife Shirley. It was beautiful. A big old tree and thousands of presents everywhere. Gas. I get a little gas from time to time. That?s all gas. Quit poking me! S: Well, don?t overdo it. Now listen. This?ll be easy. Ferguson was so drunk and he could?ve had a conversation with Tina Turner and not remember.

O: I don?t know, Sam.

S: Here we go.

O: Hello

Ferguson: Well, it?s been a lon g time.

O: Long time.

S: Ask how Bobby and Snoopy are doing?

O: How are Bobby and Snoopy doing?

Ferguson: Fine. Fine. Thank you. Thank you for asking. Uh how is your family?

O: Oh, couldn?t be better.

Ferguson: Well…wonderful!

S: Tell him you?ve been won dering how the did on the Gibraltar securities.

O: I was wondering how did you do on the Gibraltar securities.

Ferguson: The Gibraltar securities? Well, it looks like we topped out on that one huh?

O: We sure did.

Ferguson: That was a useful tip.

S: Good old Randy.

O: Good old Randy. Got a good old head on his shoulders.

S: Her shoulders.

O: Her shoulders.

Ferguson: So what. What brings you here today?

S: You?re closing an account.

O: I?m closing an account.

Ferguson: Do you have your account number?

O: Oh, yes. 936-31043. Is that all right?

Ferguson: Well Rita, it looks like you?ll be withdrawing $4 million from us today.

O: $4 million?

S: Say yes.

Ferguson: Is that correct?

S: Easy. Easy.

Ferguson: Yes. Well how would you like that?

O: 10s and 20s.

Ferguson: Pardon?

S: Tell him a cashier?s check.

O: I think better a cashier?s check.

Ferguson: A cashier?s check. Fine. Well, of course. Uh, you know. We require identification from everyone.

O: Oh, I see.

Ferguson: It?s just procedural. Thank you. I?ll be right back.

O: $ 4 million.

S: Shh.

C: Yeah, get me the first Island Bank of Nassau. It?s on the Rolodex.

Ferguson: Well, we have something for you to sign here. This officially closes the account. And here you are.

S: Now sign Rita Miller.

O: Rita Miller. That?s my name. That?s my name.

S: Oda Mae. I?ll be right back.

O: Just anywhere?

Ferguson: Right here. Fine. The check. This. Here you are.

A woman: The person you need is right down on the end.

O: Mama took the money that she made in the oil wells and she sunk it into gas pumps. You know, how they have at the gas station? It?s very very lucrative.

S: Oda Mae, it really adds up. Say good-bye.

O: It?s been a pleasure doing business with you. Now may I keep the pen? Say good night to Bobby and Snoopy for me. Bye-bye. Why are you rushing me? What?s wrong?

M: Excuse me, Lyle?

Ferguson: Oh, yes.

M: Molly Jensen. The woman you were just doing business with…

Ferguson: Yeah?

M: What did she want? Did it have anything to do with Sam?

Ferguson: Sam? Why? No, no.

M: That was Oda Mae Brown right?

Ferguson: No, her name was Rita Miller. She was closing an account. Is there a problem?

M: No. I guess not. Thank you.

Man: Carl, is something wrong?

C: Is somebody playing with the computers?

Man: What?

C: One of my accounts is closed.

Man: Which account? What?s wrong? You want me to call someone?

C: No, it?s OK. I can do it. I got it.

O: $ 4 million. What am I going to do with this money? I?m going to buy the block. I?m going to make my sister go to a f at farm. I?m going to buy the building.

O: Thank you so much.

S: Wait, Oda Mae, I?ve got an idea. （Please donate. ）Take the cheque out of your purse.

O: No. If I endorse it, then if I drop it, somebody will get it.

S: It?s not your money. I never said you were going to get the money. This blood money, I was killed for this money. Now, endorse the cheque.

O: But Sam, what are you going to do with it?

S: Look over there, to your left.

O: I know you don?t think I am giving this four million dollars to a bunch of nuns.

S: Oda Mae, if you don?t do it, they will track you down. Your only protection is to get rid of it. O: Oh Sam, come on, you a re killing me, it?s four million dollars!

S: Think of it this way, you?ll go to Heaven.

O: I don?t want to go to Heaven. I want to go to a bank and cash the God damn cheque. Nuns: Hello.

O: There, how?re you doing?

S: Now, endorse it, Rita Miller.

O: I know.

S: Make it out to Saint Joseph?s Hospital.

O: Why are you making me do this?

S: Give it to her.

O: I will, I will, I just want to feel it one more time in my fingers.

S: Give the lady the cheque.

O: I will.

S: Hand her the cheque, you can do it. Give her the cheque.

O: All right.

Nun: Bless you, child, bless you.

S: Give it to her. Let go. Let go! I?m proud of you, Oda Mae.

O: You know something, I don?t care if you are proud of me, you stay away from me from now on. What?s them nuns going to do it? She can?t even buy underwear? Nothing, I hate you, leave me alone, never talk to me again.

S: I think you?re wonderful, Oda Mae.

S: Go ahead, search, you?ll never find it. They are going to kill you, Carl. You and Willy. You?re going to be fertilizer. They are going to bury you right next to Jimmy Hoffa.

C: Who is doing that? Who is doing that?

M: Hey.

C: Hi.

M: Where were you, I thought we were having dinner?

C: I know, Molly. I am sorry, things were getting a little crazy, I just forget.

S: Yeah, had a little trouble at the bank.

M: God, you know I wish you would have called me, because I?ve been really worried.

C: Listen, Molly, I?ve got to ask you about something.

S: Yeah, he?s got to borrow four million dollars.

C: When you said that you thought that Sam was here, that he was talking to you, what did you feel? What did he say to you?

M: Why, what does that have to do with anything?

C: Just because…I want to know what he told you. I want to know exactly what he said.

M: Carl, let me go. Stop this. It do esn?t matter. It wasn?t real. What the hell happened to you