The Intruder

All my life I've known one kind of reality.

Now I find myself in another.

Let me get this straight.

You're admitting that you killed Stella Girard,

former wife of your husband Nick Girard, with this gun.

- Yes, yes. God, I've told you a dozen times.

Yes, I killed Stella just a few hours ago in our apartment.

- The problem is that Stella Girard was indeed killed,

but not a few hours ago.

Two years ago!

I can explain that.

Who could predict

that an obsession could ruin so many lives?

You've waited two long years.

I can't explain it to myself.

How can I make others believe it?

- Mrs. Girard, this little time warp scene that you staged.

- They're trying to tell me it happened two years ago.

All I know is what happened a few hours ago.

I was there, I saw the body.

You're confusing my client.

I'm confusing her?

I wanted to make things clear.

Do you have the gun?

Was there an end? Or even a beginning?

- That fact is, the first Mrs. Girard was killed

in this city over two years ago with this weapon,

and this weapon was found in the possession of your client.

- When I arrived from Europe just over a year ago,

I knew no one.

All my friends, my family, I left behind me.

I felt a new kind of freedom.

Sorry.

No, I'm sorry. Hi.

My name is Nick.

Catherine.

- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

- Enjoy. - Yeah, I will.

Help! Help!

My bag!

Are you all right?

Yeah. Sure.

Careful, careful, careful.

You might have broken something.

It's okay.

It's just my ankle.

You think you can walk?

Just about, I think.

Shit, my keys! My god.

Everything was in my bag.

I just live right above the gallery.

Why don't we just go upstairs,

see if we can't sort this thing out.

Okay?

Okay.

Take it real easy.

Here. Lie back here.

Let's prop your foot up.

Okay.

- Yeah. - Yeah?

I have a very friendly doctor, he lives just down the block.

I'll ask him to come over, okay?

Okay, thank you.

You're really kind.

You want some tea?

Um, yeah, I'd love some tea.

Okay.

Do you have chamomile?

Uh, yeah, I think I do.

Here you are.

Thank you.

- Careful, it's hot. - Thank you.

Do you live here alone?

Yeah, yeah, now I do.

Must be doctor nutting.

- Are you under any other kind of medication?

For migraines. I take very strong pills.

Mm. You're gonna be just fine.

Don't go to work for a few days.

Stay in. Read a good book.

What do you recommend?

- Something relaxing. - No violence.

So what's the verdict, doc?

- No bones broken, but she should stay off her feet.

- Understandable. - She your girlfriend?

No, no, no.

We'll, she's a bit shook up.

Might be a good idea if she, uh-

she stayed here.

- It'd be good if she didn't move around tonight.

Painkillers. They should help.

Are you all right?

Um, yeah.

It's a bit embarrassing.

It's okay.

I need to go to the bathroom.

The bathroom.

Yeah, that's, that's okay, it's not embarrassing.

Just... can't seem to walk.

It's just over here.

So, where are you from?

Where's your accent from?

I'm French.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

And you?

Me? I was born here.

I'm really embarrassed.

Okay, here we go.

Here we go.

There we go.

I can manage the rest.

Right, right. Right.

Yeah, if you need something, just shout.

Thank you.

- Nice and easy. - Thank you, nurse.

God, I feel so bloody feeble.

- Well, you ought to after what you've been through.

Could I get you something to drink?

Um, could I have another chamomile tea?

I'm afraid you had the last one.

But I do have some Earl Grey.

Okay.

Here you go.

That should keep you nice and warm.

You were married, weren't you?

Yeah, how did you know?

Just a guess.

It's a good guess.

Yeah, I was married.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Her name was Stella.

And she also liked chamomile tea.

You need to get some rest.

I'll see you in the morning.

Okay.

What are you doing?

I'm going back to my place.

- The doctor said specifically that you weren't to move.

- Yeah, I'll go get your prescription filled.

You've been wonderful, really.

But I ought to go home.

- Give me one good reason why you have to go home right now.

I can't leave rosebud.

My cat.

Do you have to work this afternoon?

- Yeah, I've got about two or three more hours to do.

But it can wait. What have you got in mind?

Oh, I didn't tell you. I didn't tell you.

There's a new trio down at the jazz club.

You wanna hear some music tonight?

- Yeah. - Yeah?

We can have dinner down there,

maybe go to Antonio's first?

- Uh-huh. Okay. - You'd like that?

- Yes. - Really?

Almost ready?

Uh, yeah, getting there.

We gotta go, Badge is waiting.

I know. Nick, I'm almost ready.

Did you bring my dress up?

Yeah, yeah, it's on the bed.

Oh my god!

How did that happen?

I have no idea.

Well, put on whatever you want.

You look great in whatever.

I'm gonna go on down, okay?

- We don't want to upset the famous Badge, do we?

Please don't worry about this tonight.

You don't care about my dress.

There must be some explanation.

It's open.

Hey, welcome back.

How was Europe?

- Good. - Yeah?

- Hi. - You look great.

No. No.

No, no. We can't do this.

Things are different.

It's never stopped you before.

Hey, come in!

- Catherine! - Hi.

- I'm Badge Muller. - Hi.

Sorry I'm late.

I had a problem with my dress.

You look beautiful.

You're not late, no one's here yet.

Yeah.

To the three of us. Yeah.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

What do you think of it?

It's my latest acquisition.

It's Klaus Marton, isn't it?

You know his work?

Well, only in reproductions.

- Nick tells me you worked in the Bartel gallery in Paris.

I was just an assistant really.

Oh. Delicious.

- What did she mean "delicious"? I'm not a cake.

- That's just her way of saying she likes you.