EPISODE 4/16/02
Simon Tells Katie About Talking To Margo

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TUESDAY, April 16, 2002

Scene 1:
Location: The Lakeview
Scene: Craig's Suite

SIMON FRASIER, KATIE FRASIER

>> Katie: No. Simon did not kill Dahlia. What am I thinking? She wants me to think that he did. That's what she wants, and I'm not going to do it. I'm not going to. It's just -- [ groans ] I wish Simon would have gone to the police about some of this stuff. There. [ Katie sighs ] oh, I can't just make it go away. But if Simon is really -- I can't even say it. I can't even say it. I can't even think it. Why would -- you know what? I'm gonna read. I'm gonna read until my food gets here. That will get my mind off of everything. [ Pulls out "When Life Was High and Love Was Cheap" ] There. I feel better already.
[ Katie daydreaming]
[Katie narrating]
I took one look at him and started thinking about a joint checking account. Dark hair just waiting for a set of fingers to run through it, eyes the color of cracked pepper, lips that curled in all the right places. He moved like a panther on the prowl, and I was ready and willing to make that kitty purr.
>> Simon: Hold it there, doll face. I was thinking we should talk.
>> Katie: Sorry, my mother told me never to talk to strangers.
>> Simon: Maybe we should be introduced. Simon Frasier's the name. Ring a bell?
[ Katie narrating ]
>> Katie: The name hit me like a 2' x 4' across the back of the head. He was Simon Frasier, the homicidal husband. No, I've never heard of you. Are you some kind of celebrity?
>> Simon: Yeah. Yeah, you could say that.
>> Katie: Too tall to be a jockey. So what's your game, anyway?
>> Simon: I'm an investor.
>> Katie: Stock market?
>> Simon: Dames.
>> Katie: Well, Mr. Investor, this is one fund that ain't feeling so mutual.
>> Simon: Wait. Wait. I know I've done a few shady things in my past, but from the moment I laid my eyes on you, looking like a scoop of rum raisin smothered in whipped cream, I knew my life had changed forever. Stay with me, let me show you just how good a man I can be.
[ Katie narrating ]
>> Katie: I'd heard all the stories of the women he'd ruined, their broken hearts and their empty bank accounts. Was he telling me the truth? I couldn't take the chance. I'm gonna go back inside. I just felt a sudden chill in the air.
>> Simon: Come here sweetheart. Do yourself a favor. Trust me.
>> Katie: How do you trust a guy like that and hang onto your self-respect? How do you hand him your heart and make sure he doesn't steal the rest? The answer was easy. You don't. Out of my way, Mr. Frasier. You're one mistake I'm not going to make.
>> Simon: Look, I know I'm a gamble, cupcake. But every now and then, you've just got to take a game of chance. Roll the dice -- paradise. [ Katie screams ] you've got to be careful, love can be a real killer.
>> Katie: Help. Help me.
>> Simon: Oh, of course I'll help you, sugar. Take my hand.
[ Katie's daydream is interrupted by the sound of Simon's voice ]
>> Simon: Katie? Katie?
>> Katie: Oh, hey. - What are you doing here?
>> Simon: Oh, looking for you. How come you didn't come home last night?
>> Katie: I -- was working on some fan mail from the video.
>> Simon: All night?
>> Katie: Yeah, well, I -- you know, it got late. I was kind of tired, so I called you at the cottage, but you never answered.
>> Simon: Okay. So where is it?
>> Katie: What?
>> Simon: The fan mail.
>> Katie: Oh. I took it to the post office.
>> Simon: Oh. Katie, why are you lying to me? What are you trying to hide?
>> Katie: Why would you think I was lying to you?
>> Simon: Uh, because I know you, and your voice kind of goes higher when you do lie to me. Do you know that?
>> Katie: No. No, it doesn't.
>> Simon: Come on. Just tell me. Just -- just come clean about whatever it is, and we'll deal with it. It's just taken us a long time to work our trust in each other. I would hate to have to start that all over again.
>> Katie: Honestly, Simon, don't you think you're being overdramatic a little bit?
>> Simon: No, actually, I think I'm handling this pretty well. My wife didn't come home last night. I really just kinda wanna know why.
>> Katie: I told you already. I was tired. It was late. Craig and Lucy weren't around, so I had a -- enjoyed a nice, quiet evening.
>> Simon: Something that we used to enjoy together, remember?
>> Katie: I've just been busy with the video these last few months, and then all this craziness with Dahlia -- I guess I just didn't really realize how burnt out I was.
>> Simon: Okay. Fine. That's cool. I spoke to Margo.
>> Katie: No kidding?
>> Simon: I told her that you found Dahlia's keys amongst my stuff.
>> Katie: You did? Oh, honey, that's wonderful. You've been so reluctant to go to the police.
>> Simon: Look, I should've gone to her in the first place. I really should have. And when I started talking stupid about wanting to bury them, I -- I don't know what came over me.
>> Katie: Simon, it is perfectly understandable. This came as a total surprise to you. What did Margo say?
>> Simon: She said she was gonna give the keys to her forensic people and continue to investigate.
>> Katie: Investigate what? You told her they were planted, didn't you?
>> Simon: Yeah, of course I did. I did, yeah. But the problem -- the problem is that the lab techs found something else in Dahlia's car, which completely changes the case.
>> Katie: What was it?
>> Simon: Traces of blood, AB positive, which is -- Dahlia's blood type.
>> Katie: No. I mean, she probably just she cut herself or, you know, skinned her knee getting into the car.
>> Simon: I know, I know. She could have, yes. And that blood type is a very popular one. A lot of people have that -- the thing is, now that they've found blood, it changes from a missing person. They have to now investigate the possibility that Dahlia was killed.
>> Katie: No. I don't -- I don't believe this. Dahlia put that blood there so people would think that she was dead.
>> Simon: That is exactly what I told Margo, and she also agrees that that is a possibility.
>> Katie: Then there's nothing to worry about. You've been honest. Now Margo knows that it was a setup, and we can just go on --
>> Simon: Unfortunately, Katie, it's not that simple. Until we know otherwise, I was still the last person to see Dahlia alive. I had a very public argument the night that she disappeared, and I am smack in the middle of this, and it is gonna get worse before it gets better. Trust me.
>> Katie: Hold on. So you're saying that now you're for sure a suspect?
>> Simon: Margo didn't say as much, but I do now have to make an official statement.
>> Katie: A statement. Just like you had to do when Monique died.
>> Simon: It is standard procedure. It really -- it's nothing more than that. And as it happens, I am innocent. 100 statements isn't gonna change that.
>> Katie: Of course you are. That's why I hate that you had to go through all of this. I can't believe that anyone would believe that my wonderful, amazing husband is a -- you know. [ Knock at door ] What was that?
>> Simon: Door. Who is it?
>> Waiter: Room service.
>> Katie: Oh, I forgot that he was on his way. Hey. Good morning.
>> Waiter: Morning. Anyplace special you'd like me to put this?
>> Simon: Yeah, over here is fine. That's great. Thank you. You ordered all of this?
>> Katie: I just didn't really eat that much last night.
[ Katie daydreaming ]
>> Simon: Come on. You're losing your grip, sister. Take my hand. Let me haul you to safety.
[ Katie narrating ]
>> Katie: If it had been any one of 1,000 other men, I would've grabbed that mitt in a second. But this was Simon Frasier, the homicidal husband. I can help myself up. I work out on a regular basis.
>> Simon: Do yourself a favor and trust me. Come on. Don't look at me like that. What am I, anyway? A fate worse than death itself?
[ Katie narrating ]
>> Katie: It was a good question. Trusting Simon Frasier wasn't the smartest move I could make, but my arms were starting to tire, and every once in awhile, a gal's gotta take a chance. All right. Help me up, you big lug.
>> Simon: What's the matter, huh? You scared?
>> Katie: Thanks for the lift. I guess people were wrong about you. You can be trusted.
>> Simon: Trust this.
[ Horns honking ]
>> Simon: Katie? I thought you were hungry.
>> Katie: I am. I'm right there.
>> Simon: Everything okay?
>> Katie: Sure. Fine.

Scene 2:
Scene: Craig's Suite

SIMON FRASIER, KATIE FRASIER, CRAIG MONTGOMERY

>> Craig: Do you mind if I have that muffin?
>> Katie: No.
>> Simon: All right. This has gone on long enough, Katie.
>> Katie: What?
>> Simon: The silence. Something's bothering you, and it's got nothing to do with your fan mail.
>> Katie: Okay. If you really must know, I've been thinking about something that you said, about how things have to get worse before they get better. Why that? Why does it have to be that way?
>> Simon: Dahlia wants people to believe that I killed her. Hmm? That's why she planted the keys in my bag. That's why she -- she put the bloodstains in the rental car. If she's willing to go that far, then she's obviously not finished yet.
>> Katie: What else can she do?
>> Simon: I'm sure we'll know soon enough, whether we want to or not. And please, come here. Come here. Can you please promise me one thing?
>> Katie: I'll do my best.
>> Simon: All right. If anything happens to make you suspicious of me, can you bring it to me first before discussing it with anyone else?
>> Katie: Okay. I can do that.
>> Simon: You do believe in me, don't you? Because without you by my side, this is gonna be very tough to get through.
[ Craig bursts through the door with Parker ]
>> Craig: Oh, thank goodness you're here. You gotta help us, quick.

Scene 3:
Scene: Craig's Suite

SIMON FRASIER, KATIE FRASIER, CRAIG MONTGOMERY

[ Shouting over each other ]
>> Katie: Craig, what is going on? Why do you have Carly's son?
>> Craig: I don't have time to explain. The police are in the lobby. They're gonna be up any minute.
>> Katie: The police -- the police? What -- oh, no, no, no. You didn't kidnap this kid?
>> Craig: I'm saving him from being snatched away from his mother.
>> Katie: I thought Carly was away, Craig --
>> Craig: Katie, I don't have time to explain. I've gotta get Parker out of here.
>> Simon: All right, Craig, running is useless. If the police are that -- you're never gonna get away from here now. >> Craig: I'm not going to run, Simon. You are.
>> Katie: What?!
>> Craig: Now, Parker and I talked about this. You're gonna take Parker to your little cottage in the woods there. I'm gonna get with you later, all right?
>> Simon: No w no -- no way. No. I'm in enough trouble as it is. No way.
[ Rapping at door ]
>> Cop #2: Open up! It's the police!
>> Craig: You are the only people who can help me here. You have to. Please don't say no.
>> Katie: We'd better hurry. Come with me, okay?
>> Craig: Thank you, thank you. Bye, Parker.
>> Cop #2: We know you're in there, Montgomery. Open up!
>> Craig: I hope you appreciate this, Carly, and soon.

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