There are people able to cram very strange things into their heads. Watch out for them. If nothing else they might succeed in exposing all the strange shit you have crammed into your own.
Based [loosely, I suspect] on actual events.
THE NIGHT LISTENER
Directed by Patrick Stettner
[b]Gabe: What?
Jess: I think it’s the same voice.
Gabe: What?
Jess: Yeah. Pete and Donna. I…I don’t know. They have the same voice. One is just higher pitched, but they’re…
Gabe: What are you saying it’s some kind of impersonation?
Jess: Yeah, more or less.
Gabe: Why would someone do that?
Jess: I don’t know.
Gabe: Look, there are dozens of people who know them.
Jess: Who?
Gabe: Doctors. There’s a nurse who comes and stays at the house.
Jess: You’ve only been told that.
Gabe: What about Ashe?
Jess: Did he actually go to Wisconsin?
Gabe: He must have. What about the photo?
Jess: That could have be anybody.
Gabe: There are ways to prove this.
Jess: Hey, I’m happy to be wrong.
…
Gabe: Did she ever show you a birth certificate, an adoption document, something substanitial?
Ashe: If you think it’s a hoax, you’re off base.
Gabe: Why?
Ashe: Because!..Because I spent over a year speaking with them and they told me things you couldn’t imagine.
…
Gabe: Why would someone do this? That’s what I keep asking. It’s a hideous way to promote a book.
Anna: Maybe it’s not about that for her. Maybe she doesn’t even know she is doing it. Like a multiple-personality thing…Wait, what if she had a kid who died in some, like, horrible way and now she needs to assume his identity in order to…
Gabe: No…
Anna: What if she has him embalmed? You know, like that guy from Psycho?..No, wait. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. What if she’s the one who doesn’t exist? What if he is impersonating her?
…
Gabe: What if there is some half-dead kid and I’ve just taken away his last shred of hope? I couldn’t live with that.
Anna: Ever thought of a voiceprint? Like what the cops use. They’re as good as fingerprints.
Gabe: Now you’re scaring me.
…
Donna: You know, I thought you’d be different. I thought you’d be able to look into his soul with his complexities and contradictions and see him as your own flesh and blood the way I do.
Gabe: That is how I see him.
Donna: I don’t think so. You wouldn’t have distrusted us.
Gabe: I spent the last two days stumbling around this fucked-up place so that I can say…
Donna: Just so you could say what? That you were sorry for thinking him a fraud? Give me a fuckin’ break.
…
Gabe: They know everything. They’re calling all the hospitals. They don’t like being lied to.
Donna [gasping]: I’m not lying!
Gabe [more to himself]: Jesus, why did I come here?!
Donna: You know why? Because you thought this would make a great fucking story. You’ll talk about me an Pete on the radio. That’s what this has always been about. All you care about is your audience loving you…For years Jess was dying and you picked over him like a vulture. You’re so pathetic, you actually think he is going to come back to you!
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Donna [to Gabe over the phone]: Your story doesn’t have an ending, Gabriel. I’m at the Hudson Plaza Motel at JFK. Room 142. I left something for you.[/b]