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Years after her aunt was murdered in her home, a young woman moves back into the house with her new husband. However, he has a secret that he will do anything to protect, even if it means driving his wife insane.
Paula Alquist Anton: If I were not mad, I could have helped you. Whatever you had done, I could have pitied and protected you. But because I am mad, I hate you. Because I am mad, I have betrayed you. And because I'm mad, I'm rejoicing in my heart, without a shred of pity, without a shred of regret, watching you go with glory in my heart!
Gregory Anton: I knew from the first moment I saw you that you were dangerous to me. Brian Cameron: I knew from the first moment I saw you that you were dangerous to her.
Paula Alquist Anton: Yes, that's it. [throws the knife away] Paula Alquist Anton: I am mad. I'm always losing things and hiding things and I can never find them, I don't know where I've put them.
Paula Alquist Anton: [holding the brooch] I've found it at last, you see, but it doesn't help you, does it, and I'm trying to help you, aren't I, trying to help you to escape. How can a mad woman help her husband to escape?
Paula Alquist Anton: It isn't here, you must have dreamed you put it there. Are you suggesting that this is a knife I hold in my hand? Have you gone mad, my husband?
Gregory Anton: Jewels are wonderful things. They have a life of their own.
Gregory Anton: I don't ask you to understand me. Between us all the time were those jewels, like a fire - a fire in my brain that separated us - those jewels which I wanted all my life. I don't know why... Goodbye, Paula.
Nancy Oliver: Gonna work on your tunes again tonight, sir? You're always working, aren't you? Gregory Anton: Yes. What are you doing with your evening out? Nancy Oliver: Oh, I'm going to a music hall... [starts to sing 'Up in a balloon'] Gregory Anton: I've never been to an English music hall. Nancy Oliver: Oh, you don't know what you've missed, sir... Gregory Anton: And whom are you going to the music hall with? Nancy Oliver: A gentleman friend, sir. Gregory Anton: Oh, now you know, Nancy, don't you, that gentlemen friends are sometimes inclined to take liberties with young ladies. Nancy Oliver: Oh no, sir, not with me. I can take care of myself - when I want to. Gregory Anton: You know, Nancy, it strikes me that you're not at all the kind of girl that your mistress should have for a housemaid. Nancy Oliver: [flirtatiously] No, sir? She's not the only one in the house - is she?
Gregory Anton: For the last time, what do you want of me? Brian Cameron: The jewels - and justice. How does it feel, Bauer, to have planned and killed and tortured for something and then to know it's been for nothing? Gregory Anton: For nothing?