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Death Spa (1989)
- Wasn't that something?
- That was great. - Great class. - Yeah. Goodnight, Amber. - Bye. - Bye. Oh God, Marvin...ha! Don't do that. Come on. You're looking like a pro, Laura. Ah, I'll settle for the workout. You're the last one out. Make sure you lock up. Okay. - See you. - See you. Bye. Oh... Oh...oh...Help! Help! Help! Please, help! Help! Help! Help! Oh...uh... [TV] Here you are. Hey, Paulie. Would you ever sign one of them for us? Oh, come on, shake. Ah! Dr. Davis, telephone, please. Dr. Davis, telephone, please. Excuse me. Are you looking for Laura Danvers? I'm Dr. Southern. My name is Michael Evans. I'm the owner of the health club where Laura works, where the accident happened. Fortunately, it's not as bad as it looks. But she has sustained burns over portions of her body. Burns? Yes. Chemical burns. Chlorine vapor, to be exact. It's low grade. Hey. Never work without a spotter, Freddy. The weight falls on you chest - and you can really get squashed. - Oh. I better take a bit of this off. Ah, that's cool. This might be a little bit much, but... Us powerlifters like to pump real iron. Hey Marv, thanks for checking out the new diving board for me. I really appreciate it. Marv... - Did you try it out yet? - No, not yet. I will later today. Be careful. Uh, it's too late. Yeah, nice work, Marv. I specialize in isometric crisis training. Freddie, why don't you show Darla some powerlifting methods? I think you're the perfect person to get her going. Hey, no problem. So, where do you want to begin? Well, that depends. Well, lets try this one. I got it, Freddie. I got it. I think we should help these people. What do you say we increase the resistance? I love it. What fun? Hmm, now there's something even I can't improve upon. Can we see the manager? Hello. I'm Priscilla Wayne, the manager. Can I help you? Lt. Fletcher, LAPD. Detective Stone. We have an appointment with Mr. Evans. Would you like something to drink first? No, thanks. Yeah, coffee. All right. Laura, one cup of carob coffee, please. Here you are. Right this way. Quite an impressive layout you have here, Ms. Wayne. It's a very competitive business. It's these extras that bring in the clientele. And a little gassing here and there? Ooh... You call this coffee? She was rescued by city paramedics. When they get called, we get called. It was an accident. Yeah, but this accident nearly dissolved a girl, like an Alka Seltzer. Are you making any charges? I'm Mr. Evans' attorney. Ms. Wayne mentioned the computer. It runs the spa? The computer helps us run the spa. The system is unique to Starbody. It controls all the automatic functions. Who installed the computer? Mike, you don't have to answer these questions. My programmer is my brother-in-law. My former brother-in-law, David Avery. Where is he? Probably in the computer room. Can we take a look? Michael, how is Laura? Less than wonderful. Who has access to this command center? I do. And David and Priscilla. But it's David's baby. What do you mean by former brother-in-law? My wife is dead. Good morning, Michael. Sleep well? We have visitors, David. Lt. Fletcher, LAPD. Tell him what you know about last night. I've been running all the programs. There's no breakdown anywhere. Could someone have reprogrammed it temporarily? It's not impossible, but you're looking at the only someone who knows the system well enough not to leave muddy footprints. Well, that sort of narrows it down to you, then, doesn't it? Were I interested in a life of crime would be in computer espionage, electronic blackmail, and credit card fraud. Assaulting women isn't my style. Where were you last night between 9 and 11 ? At home, hacking. Hacking? Hacking. Experimenting with computer programs. Are you sure? These are the computer printouts from last night. You will notice the time, date, and terminal number on the upper left-hand corner of each sheet. Will that suffice? I'll check it out. I'd like those back when you've done, Miss. Sergeant. Ah! It just came off. - The board came loose. - Hey, somebody help! There's been an accident. Get in here quick. Darla... Thanks. - The board-- - Are you all right? It just came loose, sprung off it, nearly hit me on the way down. How does a goddamn diving board just break loose? Stone. Are you all right? - Ah... - Look at me. Somebody messed with the bolts. That's just speculation. You don't mind if we dust for prints, do you, counselor? Shh. It's all right. It's okay. A word, David. Can we keep it to that? You're here because you know the system and because you're Catherine's brother. Both circumstances must be terribly trying for you. If I thought for one moment that you put chlorine in the steams-- You'd resort to the only weapon in your pathetic arsenal. Jock violence. I think there's a glitch in your precious system. That's impossible. Why are you so full of hate? You found some comfort for your sorrow, I noticed. But then Laura was always there for you, wasn't she? She and others. Huh? I loved Catherine. She never wanted that child. How do you get things so twisted up? We shared thoughts you'd never understand. Twins...you know? I just heard about the diving board. What the hell is going on around here? So, what do you think? I think they ought to give you a roll big enough to hold the damn chili. No, about the Starbody Health Spa. I think they ought to level the place. You think this Evans guy is clean, huh? I don't know. My money is on the wacko in the computer room. I don't see David clambering up there and unbolting that board. This all could be coincidental. It could be. 37 deep. You got it. What quarter is it? That was the winning touchdown. Great. Flea market special, two for the price of one. I figured I could be Tweedledee and you could be Tweedledum Fantastic. I'm going to check out that diving board. Marv... Thanks. Did you read the printout on that Evans guy? About his wife? Made the front page of the Times. She crisped herself. She was burned to unrecognizable ashes. Now, does that suggest anything to you? Yeah. I've got to tell my wife to start smoking in bed. Race you to the finish. You got it. Mike, I just figured out what was bothering me about Laura's accident. When I left the club, I know Laura was the only one left in the place. So? Well, how did Priscilla happen to find her? Maybe she was working late and you missed her. Then I also missed her car in the parking lot? You think Priscilla has something to do with this? You know her better than I do. - Hi. - Hi. Well, how many reps can you do? Uh, 15 or 20. More if I'm showing off. Well, why don't you show off for me? I never waste effort in the gym. Besides I'm Beta, you're VHS. Hey, hop aboard. We're due to make land in a week. Thanks. We're like two ships that pass in the night. And one... And one, bounce it out. And one, come on now. All the way down. Come on, stretch it out. To the side, one... And up. Then back and up. Here we go. And up and back, come on. Up and back. How about a vegi shake, Rhonda. Sure. I mean, it's kind of creepy and all. On Monday, Laura gets gassed and on Tuesday, the diving board collapses. Oh, this thing. Ah! Oh my God. Ha, I got you. It's just a tomato. That's sick. Here's your shake. Uh, sorry. I lost my appetite. Back and forth, come on. Yeah, that's it, all right. Up in the air. Yes, come on. Good jumping today. All right. All right. Let's do the combination, center floor, first group. Come on. Yeah. What's with the goddamn bird's nest? It's a pretty sick joke considering she's your sister. What are you talking about? Whatever you're trying to pull, you're not going to get away with it. You know, Michael, you need medical attention. Just watch yourself or you're going to need medical attention. What are you wearing for Mardi Gras? Do you think Snow White might be pressing my luck? Hey, turn the goddamn lights back on. Ooh, not bad, honey. Can you get us some men in here, too? Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Are you two all right? Yeah, but to tell you the truth, Michael, this place could use better maintenance. Yeah, who needs weight reduction through terror? I'm sorry about the showers. I want to extend your memberships for three months, no charge. Drop by my office and I'll take care of it personally. Do you think you can handle both of us after jazz class tomorrow? Well, I can sure have fun trying. Alright, I'll see you tomorrow. What's it look like in there? It's calming down. Darla's cut isn't serious and Marci should be out in a second. She's pretty shaken up, but she's going to be all right. Why did you come back to the club the night Laura got hurt? I forgot my purse. Lucky for her you did. Ahoy there. How's it going, Freddie? - Hello, Robert. - Sparta. Resistance is set at 1 20 pounds. Anyone seen the white whale? Increase to 1 30 pounds. Increase to 140 pounds. Increase to 1 50 pounds... Help...come here, somebody! Help me! Help! - Let go of it! - I can't! Increase to 350 pounds... Increase to 360 pounds... Ugh...ugh... Tom, the guy is torn to pieces. You put those machines on manual and you're going to end what's unique about the club. The computer had nothing to do with the accident. That system of yours means more to you than people's lives, doesn't it? This system is a marvel. It made the club a success. You can't blame the computer for tiles flying off shower walls. The computer doesn't control tiles for Christ's sake. All right, all right, all right. Mike, the other partners and I agree that it is vital that nothing ruin the success of the Mardi Gras party Saturday night. I mean, we had a 20% increase in membership last year due to that party. Now, you put these machines on manual and half the stuff isn't going to work. I say we shut the system down now. I'll make a bargain with you. The day after the party, you want to shut down the whole damn club for remodeling, I'll back you 100% . That won't be necessary. Mike, it's going to be okay. You got to trust me on this one, buddy. All right. Aren't you supposed to be picking up Laura at the hospital? Come on, let's go. Come on. Hmm, sure beats hospital food. Oh, thank you, sir. Hmm, that's not fair. I can't see a kiss coming. I may never take these bandages off. I want you to move in with me. Only on one condition. What? We take a drive by the club so I can pick up my things. See you, have fun. What are you doing tonight? You want to come with us? - Yeah. - Goodnight. - What time? - Oh, about an hour or so. See you later. I'll come over and pick you up. - I'll meet you. - Okay, great. - See you. Bye-bye. - See you later. They're going to lock you in, Marci. Don't worry about me. I'll get out. Ah! Ow... I'm not much help to you, am I? Do you see the one with number 22 on the door? Oh yes, here. Okay. Give me a minute to get to my office so I can turn the security lock off and then you can open. I'm not going anywhere. Michael? Who is it? Michael? Hi, Michael. How do you like my costume? Bad taste, Darla. Whenever I'm in the club and even sometimes when I'm in this house, I feel a presence. It's Catherine. Even in death, she still has a hold on you. I feel like she's reaching out somehow and causing all this trouble. It's the dreams, the accidents, and those messages on my computer. I don't know. Goodnight, sweetheart. This cigarette case was found in the rubble of the mansion in upstate New York that burnt to the ground under mysterious circumstances at the turn of the century. It belonged to the matriarch of the family who had come over from Europe in the middle 1 7th century and built the first house on the site. Oh, she was murdered by her youngest daughter, beheaded with an ax. Four subsequent houses have burned to the ground. There is no longer a house. The present owner has tried to farm the land on which it stood but nothing will grow. It is a barren, dead piece of earth. Cigarette? I don't smoke. What I've just demonstrated is called psychometry, the ability to acquire, while in contact with an object, paranormal knowledge of its history or facts about its present or previous owners. How does this all help me? You did bring an object belonging to your late wife, Mr. Evans? Ah, Catherine. Ah, and a beautiful marriage it was, too, until she went into labor with your child and something happened to her lower spine, a cripple growing progressively more bitter and depressed. Jealous, too. Of you? Without justification. After she lost the baby, I couldn't reason with her. And then, one day, she went into the garden, doused herself with gasoline and set herself on fire, burned to unrecognizable ashes. All of which was in the news a year ago. You're going to have to do better than that, Dr. Moray. Ah... A bird's nest. That's what she thought of your family, like a bird building its nest, the mama bird, the papa bird, and the baby. Then why would she kill herself? You work in this business long enough, you see things. After she died, I didn't give a damn about anything. Laura came along, pulled me out of it, but it just-- But afraid to build another nest. Exactly. But now, you think that your late wife is trying to kill you? Well...somebody could be trying to drive me crazy. For what purpose? My brother-in-law, Catherine's twin. He hates my guts. Hmm. Why don't I come down to your club? You can say I'm an insurance investigator. You need one. I'll hang around until after closing and see what I can find out. Do you need me for anything? One of the reasons that I left the seminary for parapsychology, Mr. Evans, was the desire to separate true spiritual phenomena from fraudulent deception. There is more to this job than things that go beep and buzz. I'll see you at the club tonight. You love me, don't you? I can't do this anymore. Catherine, we're hurting people. Yes, you can. No. [moaning] There, that's better. They're so weak, and together we are so strong. Mr. Evans, a woman named Marci Hewitt, a member of your club is missing. - Marci? - Yeah. Her boyfriend said he hadn't seen her for two days. The last he knew she was going to your club. Her car was found abandoned in the neighborhood this morning. I haven't seen Marci at least for two days. What a fantastic weight reduction program. People get so thin, they disappear. How's the investigation going? It's going. Hi, Michael. Ready to make good on your promise? Of course. Okay, we'll see you in an hour then. - All right. - Okay? Linda, come on. The security system will be off at night, so you can roam about freely. Fine. Enjoy the evening. Fine. [crosstalk] Linda. Here's a note for you. You know, what do you need, a raise? No. Almost ready? Actually, it's so late. I've got to run. Do you think you can handle Michael for both of us? - With pleasure. - Okay. Hey, let me borrow your hairspray. Yeah, here. Okay. Michael? Michael, are you here? This isn't funny, Michael. I'm leaving. Ah! What is it? Turn it off! Ah! Oh, my head! Oh... Help! Help me! Ah! Help! It's burning! My eyes! Ah! Ah! Ah! Michael? Did you forget your keys? Laura, it's David. David? What's wrong? Michael asked me to drop by and check out the home terminal. One of the programs keeps hanging. He never said anything to me about you coming by. He's had a lot on his mind lately. Laura, it's nice to see you. I was so sorry to hear about your accident. Thank you. Well, I know my way to the study. Wasn't it sweet of Michael to bring you here? Yes. Yes, it was. It was nice. How strange for him though having a woman here so soon after my sister's passing. That...That was over a year ago, David. It was that long ago, wasn't it? A man must get on with the business of living. How long will you be? Do I make you nervous? David, I know you have some kind of crazy idea that Michael and I were involved while Catherine was still alive, but that couldn't be more false. Laura, I'm deeply hurt. I have no such suspicions. And I really liked your sister even when she was so mean to me. I know. Don't. Don't. I'm sorry. I guess I just want to be alone. I understand, dear. I really do. Huh... Would you please... Would you please answer it? Of course. David, I didn't expect to see you here. Michael asked me to drop by with the groceries. I'll take care of it. Have you seen David? Oh, no. Laura? Are you all right? Sure, just sleeping. David came by. David? What the hell was he doing here? Fixing your terminal. I didn't tell him to come here. What's that little bastard up to? What is it? Hmm? What's wrong? You're upset. I saw a parapsychologist today. God, I am a nervous wreck, alright? I'm almost done, almost done. Give me a... Just making sure the computer no longer controls the air conditioning. So, tomorrow night instead of Mardi Gras, we're going to have a summer hothouse. Huh, huh... [sinister laughing] Ah! Michael? Michael. Come to me. Come to me. I need you. It's so easy. Then we can be together forever. Jump, jump, jump. Moray! Dr. Moray! Moray! Tom! Open up! - ls that you, Mike? - Yo. Morning, Tom, old buddy. Morning, Mike. Why all the good cheer? Why shouldn't I be cheerful? My club's being sabotaged. Laura is temporarily blinded and my lawyer has got the cutest shorts I've ever seen. We don't know it's sabotage, Mike. Where did you find this? Do you know that I've been looking for this watch for the past two days? You don't know when to quit, do you? Mike, I don't know what finding a lost watch has to do with any... Are you helping Tom destroy our club? What? I found his watch this morning in the utilities room. Are you involved? Michael, I was... Which one of you put the chlorine in the steam system? That could have killed Laura. That steam room door doesn't lock. She should have been able to get out. And Robert? And the broken diving board? Those messages on my computer? I didn't know anything about any messages. Mike, I think the strain of the last week has been getting to you, buddy. It all fits. The computer system fouls up. I take the blame and you and your partners buy me out. Who else is in on this? It's just the two of us. Michael, I really am sorry. David isn't involved with you? No. Priscilla seems to know more about this than I do. Have a nice day. We could still get the club. We just need to adjust the spa's books. I've known some real pricks, but you're the king. Priscilla, baby. Take it as a compliment. Just stay the hell away from me. We should stop now. I see their faces. I hear their screams. It's horrible. Their flirtations annoyed me. I am tired of waiting for Michael. No, please. I can't. I don't want to. We've only just begun. Oh, please, please, no. No, no!!! Looking for me? Have you seen David? No. Are you all right? Have you seen a guy named Moray? Who's he? Come on. The minute you find David, I want you to grab him. What's up? Just grab him and sit on him. Then find me. I'm stopping his bullshit right now. What do we need? Stereo? - Lights? Security system? - Yeah. We have generator power for that, right? Right. I'm putting the machines on manual. And that's the end of that. I like it. - Here's my ID card - Yeah. If David gets in here, I want you to be able to get him out. That thing stays off. You got it. I'm going to break in. Are you sure this guy still lives here? Yeah, he lives here. He doesn't live here alone. Yeah. Lt. Fletcher, homicide. I want an APB on David Avery. Male Caucasian, 29-30 years old, slight build, about 6 feet tall, 135 pounds, reddish blond hair, probably a psycho. Oh, and get this. He might be in drag. Yeah, right. I knew this guy was a wacko. I'm going to the club. Starbody. Jeffery, Michael Evans. Oh, hi, Michael. Has David shown up yet? No, no. I haven't seen him. Go to the computer room and stay on guard. Don't let anybody in except Marvin and me. Tell Marvin to come to the front desk and watch for David or anyone that's dressed like... like Catherine. What? David might be dressed like his twin sister. Just get the message passed on to him. Okay... Well, like, I thought he was going to be here a half-hour ago... This place ought to be lousy with good-lookin' bimbo's. I'm sure they'll go crazy for garlic and pepperoni breath. Got any gum? Hey. Excuse me. Sorry. I, uh... I thought you were a friend. Excuse me. Sgt. Stone? Lt. Fletcher? Michael should be in at any moment. There's a bar in the aerobics room. Uh... Uh...ah. Excuse me, miss. Hey, how did you do that? You know, you're not supposed to be in the computer room here. How did you get in anyway? The door was locked? Well, um, maybe you could stay for a little while. Nice, uh, arms. Uh...You know, I really could get in a lot of trouble for this. What's your name? Ah! - Laura, my God, look at you. - Oh Marvin, hi. - You look fantastic. - Oh, put me down. Oh God, it's great to see the world again. Where's Michael? - He'll be along in a minute. - Oh, okay. Come on, Laura. Let's go get a drink. - See you later. - All right, see you-- Did you see that guy? He looks great. Oh... Want some of that? How's it going, Jeffrey? So you're okay? Hi, Jeffrey. - Where's Laura? - Headed for the bar. - How's her eyes? - Beautiful. Okay, great. Priscilla's looking for you. Who are you? Where are you taking me? Ha! Say goodbye to your club, Michael. - No-- - No. [speaking Japanese] Need some help? Huh? I asked if you could use a hand. Ah, sure. Why don't you help with these. What a hot party, Tom. What do you think? Yeah, but it's hotter in the sauna. What do you say? What a shock, poor dear. The dead past returning to haunt you. Hello, Michael. Resistance is set at maximum. Hello, sweetheart. Welcome to my party. Where's Laura? Working on her tan. Careful. One flick of a button and she's fried chicken. What do you want? Haven't you been getting my messages? I'm lonely. I want you with me. Killing yourself isn't so hard really. And besides you'll be saving all your friends. I will destroy this place and I'll kill them all unless you do as I say. Get away from there, Michael. Oh, this is a great, Tom. Ah... Tom! Ah, ah! Ha, ha, ha... Oh God! Oh... Ah! Ah! No! David? Ah... David, I need your help. No! You have to go the way I did. And if you don't, you're going to watch Laura burn. All right. But let her go first. Don't give me ultimatums! If you kill her, you'll never have me. You'd kill yourself for her. You love her that much, don't you? David, fight back. Ooh. No! Oh, God. No! Michael. No! David. Ah... That weakling is gone forever. And your time is running out. No! Ugh. Now is your chance, Michael. Come with me into the inferno. Let's die together and live forever in hell. Uh... Marvin... What's the matter? Is he okay? Everyone in this place is going to die. We're out of booze here. There's more in the aerobics room. You know, this stuff isn't bad. Keeps you skinny, too. All it needs is, uh, a little vodka. Now what? - Ah! - Miss. Why don't you try-- Ah! Give me it...Give me it... Ah! Stone! I can't...stop! I can't get it off! It's unplugged! Oh, God... Ah! Come on, get off! Get off! Come on. Oh my God. No, I can't get it off! Stone! - Somebody! - Ah! Come on, get off! Help! Jesus Christ, get in here! Stone! Come on... I can't... Oh my God. Ah! Help, help! Ah! Oh, Jesus Christ! Ah! Help! Help me! Ah, help me! What the fuck?! Stop! Ah! Somebody help! Help! Ah! Fletcher. Oh... Oh, I feel sick. Fletcher. Are you there? Hey, Fletch. Ha, ha, ha, ha... I got to get to the power. Can you walk? Are you okay? I'll survive. I'll go get Fletch. Fletch... Oh... Ah! Hey. Run! Run! Alright, bitch. I'll show you fried chicken. Michael! Ah! Michael! Ah... The computer locked it. Aw, fuck this computer shit. What the hell happened? It's Catherine. She took over David's body. Oh...oh... Wait, wait, wait. Marvin. - Jesus, you finally got it. - Thank God you're all right. Nice try, Michael. Ah... |
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