violet is in bed, unable to sleep, listening to the machine- shuffle of caesar's bill counter.
violet enters, closing the door quietly behind her. she looks at the wall, then goes to the bed and picks up the phone.
violet enters and goes straight for the phone. she looks at the blank wall as she dials.
violet glances at the door.
violet reaches out and touches the wall, as if she were touching corky.
suddenly, violet hears caesar.
fear and panic paralyze violet as caesar drops everything, grabbing for his gun.
caesar listens, waiting as long as he can.
caesar hits the redial again.
turning slowly toward the wall, caesar hears the phone ringing in the empty apartment.
the line goes dead.
the door to the empty apartment slams shut and caesar, hearing it, starts to run --
caesar raises the gun to pistol-whip violet and she screams.
corky's face is dripping with water as her eyes slowly blink open.
the two women are back-to-back, fingers working at each other's knots when caesar bursts into the room.
with another towel, he gags corky and drags her into the closet. in her pocket, he finds the key.
the closet doors burst open as corky fights her way out.
suddenly corky stops; something has caught her eye. we drop down, focusing on what she is staring at --
straining, corky's fingers curl around the handle of the clippers.