The 11th Hour (1995 Video Game)

Michelle Gaudreau: Marie Wiley

Quotes 

• [Marie, dressed sluttishly, enters the office of Harley Inn. The clerk, chewing a match, glances at her] 

  Desk clerk : Hello, Marie.

  Marie Wiley : [grins]  Where's Chuck?

  Desk clerk : I thought maybe you were here to see me.

  [Marie approaches the desk, teasingly shaking her breasts] 

  Marie Wiley : You wish.

  [the clerk ogles at Marie's breasts] 

  Marie Wiley : Is he in his office?

  [the clerk looks at his watch and shakes his head] 

  Desk clerk : He's got a meeting in five minutes. He hasn't got time for you today, Marie.

  Marie Wiley : [smirks]  Just tell him I'm here.

  [the clerk picks up the telephone, dials a number and speaks] 

  Desk clerk : Chuck, Marie Wiley's here to see you. But you got a meeting at eight... okay.

  [Marie grins. The clerk puts the receiver back] 

  Desk clerk : Okay.

  [the clerk takes a room key and hands it to Marie] 

  Desk clerk : Lucky number 7.

  [Marie tries to take the key, but the clerk moves it away from her. Marie glares at the clerk and snatches the key] 

  Desk clerk : Have fun.

  [Marie leaves without saying another word. The clerk ogles at her butt as she goes out of the office] 

• [Chuck, dressed in a business suit, walks out of room no. 8. Whistling cheerfully, he walks past a line of motel-room doors. He enters room no. 7 and takes off his jacket, while speaking to Marie, who stands by the window across the room] 

  Chuck Lynch : I've only got a few minutes.

  [Marie does not answer] 

  Chuck Lynch : C'mon, Marie. Let's hurry! Let's get in bed.

  [Chuck starts taking off his shirt, but stops] 

  Chuck Lynch : Something wrong?

  Marie Wiley : [coldly]  Maybe I'm not in the mood for a quickie, Chuck. That's something you can do with your wife.

  [Chuck approaches Marie and caresses her arm] 

  Chuck Lynch : C'mon, Marie. Chuckie can do a lot in a few minutes.

  [Chuck wraps his hands around Marie and kisses her neck] 

  Chuck Lynch : I'll make those minutes seem like hours.

  [Marie licks Chuck's ear, then bites him hard on the side of his neck] 

  Chuck Lynch : Ouch! Jeeze, Marie! What're you doing?

  [Marie turns away from Chuck. He looks at the blood on his fingertips] 

  Chuck Lynch : How in the hell am I going to explain that to my wife?

  [Marie shrugs indifferently] 

  Chuck Lynch : If you're gonna bite me, bite me where it doesn't show.

  [Chuck tries to hug Marie. She moves away from him] 

  Marie Wiley : Time's up, Chuck.

  Chuck Lynch : [looks at his watch]  Damn!

  [Chuck examines the bite marks on his neck in the mirror. Marie sits on the bed] 

  Chuck Lynch : How am I gonna go to this meeting with a fresh bite mark on my neck?

  Marie Wiley : Don't go.

  Chuck Lynch : Yeah, right. Like I can afford to miss it. I'm trying to run a business.

  [Chuck turns to face Marie] 

  Chuck Lynch : It's about money.

  Marie Wiley : You can do whatever you want, Chuck.

  [Chuck watches Marie, mesmerized. She lies on the bed in a seductive pose, rubbing her thigh passionately] 

  Marie Wiley : [smiles]  You leaving, Chuck?

  Chuck Lynch : [shakes his head]  Hoo-ho-ho, baby.

  [Chuck starts undressing. Marie's smile widens] 

• [Robin and chief Martin arrive in their cars at Doctor Thorton's house. Robin parks and exits her car] 

  Chief Jim Martin : Well, here it is. Doc Thorton's.

  Robin Morales : Thanks for your help.

  Chief Jim Martin : No problem. Good luck.

  Robin Morales : Okay. See you.

  [Robin walks toward the house] 

  Chief Jim Martin : You take care.

  Robin Morales : I will.

  [Robin opens the gate. She smiles at chief Martin, who stands and watches her. As she opens the door, she smiles again at chief Martin, who finally leaves. Robin approaches the reception desk. The receptionist - Marie - does not even raises her eyes. Robin taps on the desk. Marie raises her head and looks at Robin hostilely] 

  Marie Wiley : [sourly]  Can I help you?

  Robin Morales : I'd like to see Doctor Thorton, if he's available.

  Marie Wiley : [scoffs]  If he's available. You a patient of his?

  Robin Morales : No, I...

  Marie Wiley : [hands Robin a form]  Fill this out.

  Robin Morales : Actually, I'm not here as a patient. I'm a producer for Case Unsolved, the TV show. I'd like to interview him.

  Marie Wiley : [smiles mockingly]  You're kidding.

  Robin Morales : No.

  Marie Wiley : [hostilely]  What do you want to interview him for?

  Robin Morales : I need to discuss that with Doctor Thorton.

  Marie Wiley : [talks to the intercom]  Hi, doc! You awake?

  Doctor Thorton : [coughs over intercom]  Yes. Of course.

  Marie Wiley : [scoffs]  Someone here from a TV show. Says she wants to interview you.

  Doctor Thorton : Well, send her in, Marie.

  [Marie rudely gestures to Robin with her head toward the doctor's room] 

  Robin Morales : Thank you.

  Marie Wiley : [nastily]  Sure.

  [Robin enters the doctor's room. Marie leaves the intercom open for eavesdropping] 

• [Marie and Chuck are near the dam. They kiss passionately. Suddenly, Marie pulls out a razor and holds it at Chuck's throat. Chuck freezes in horror. Marie smiles, folds the razor and places it in Cjuck's pocket. They kiss again. Some time later, Marie arrives at the diner, where Eileen is waiting for her, smoking a cigarette] 

  Eileen Wiley : Hi, honey. Want something to eat?

  Marie Wiley : [shakes her head]  Just coffee.

  [Marie sits down, holding a cigarette. Eileen pours coffee] 

  Eileen Wiley : How's work?

  Marie Wiley : [grins]  Boring. Got a light?

  [using a lighter, Eileen lights Marie's cigarette. Marie inhales the smoke] 

  Eileen Wiley : You know I don't like you smoking, Marie.

  Marie Wiley : [indifferently]  Yeah?

  [Eileen smokes her cigarette] 

  Marie Wiley : [teasing]  Well, like mother, like daughter.

  Eileen Wiley : I guess I got no one to blame but myself.

  Marie Wiley : [scoffs]  I guess.

  Eileen Wiley : Marie, I...

  [Eileen shakes her head] 

  Eileen Wiley : I hear you've been seeing Chuck Lynch.

  [Marie drinks coffee, puts the cup down and looks at her mother sullenly] 

  Marie Wiley : So?

  Eileen Wiley : He's a married man?

  Marie Wiley : [defiantly]  So? Who cares?

  Eileen Wiley : So I care! You'll get a reputation, Marie. I don't want people calling my daughter a tramp.

  Marie Wiley : [sneers]  Yeah? Well, like I said: like mother, like daughter!

  Eileen Wiley : Marie!

  Marie Wiley : Save it.

  [Marie stands and heads for the door] 

  Eileen Wiley : Marie!

  Marie Wiley : [turns back]  What?

  Eileen Wiley : [hesitates]  Will you be home tonight?

  [Marie gives her mother a frightening, vicious smile] 

  Marie Wiley : Maybe.

  [Marie leaves. Eileen shakes her head sadly] 

• [at the library, Dutton stands and reads a book about the Marquis de Sade. Suddenly he raises his head] 

  Brian Dutton : Ah, didn't hear you come in. You gave me quite a fright! Amazing thing, this... absolutely amazing, the things the Marquis has come up with, don't you think? Absolutely amazing.

  [Dutton disappears. Marie appears, wearing a black bra, black pants and a spiked collar, leading a dog with a chain] 

  Marie Wiley : Sit!

  [the dog sits down] 

  Marie Wiley : Good boy. Now speak!

  [the dog whimpers. Suddenly, his head changes to the hotel clerk. He howls. Marie laughs viciously. Her head becomes devilish, twisted and distorted, fangs and a pointed tongue grow out of her mouth] 

• [Marie, nervous and angry, is waiting for Chuck at the motel room, pacing restlessly around the room. Chuck steps in, excited] 

  Chuck Lynch : Hey, sweet Marie.

  [Marie grins and hands Chuck a knife] 

  Marie Wiley : It's that time again!

  Chuck Lynch : This soon? C'mon, I just...

  Marie Wiley : [interrupts]  Shut up! Just take this knife and get that TV producer.

  Chuck Lynch : [shakes his head]  Oh, no, Marie. I can't do that. Not her.

  Marie Wiley : [raises her voice in hysteria]  What do you mean, you can't? You'll do it! Or you know what'll happen to you if you don't!

  Chuck Lynch : [firmly]  Marie, she's too well known! People will come after her!

  Marie Wiley : I don't care!

  Chuck Lynch : Listen to what you're saying.

  Marie Wiley : [threateningly]  No, YOU listen! Do you really want to say no to Stauf?

  [Chuck hesitates for a moment, then capitulates] 

  Chuck Lynch : [shakes his head]  No.

  Marie Wiley : Then take this knife... and do what you've been told to do.

  [reluctantly, Chuck snatches the knife from Marie. Marie calms a bit] 

  Marie Wiley : [grins]  Good boy, Chuck. You had me worried.

  [Marie turns her back to Chuck] 

  Chuck Lynch : You didn't have to worry about ol' Chuckie-boy.

  [Chuck places his hand on Marie's shoulder and starts feeling her up, but she pushes him off] 

  Marie Wiley : Later.

  [Marie turns around to face Chuck] 

  Marie Wiley : [smiles]  Do it first. Now go.

  [Chuck leaves. Marie closes her eyes for a moment and sighs in relief. Shortly afterwards, Chuck walks toward Robin's motel room] 

• [Carl enters Temple's bedroom, looking for Robin. The roon is empty. Suddenly it is brightly illuminated. An audience applause and game show music are heard. Carl looks around, but sees no one. A large electrical sign "Let's make a... real deal!" appears. Stauf, dressed in a tuxedo and a red bow tie, appears in the room] 

  Stauf : [smiles]  Hello, Carl Denning, and welcome to "Let's Make A Real Deal".

  [pigs' oinking is heard] 

  Carl Denning : Who the hell are you?

  Stauf : Why, I'm Monty Stauf, your host on "Let's Make A Real Deal", and have I got a real deal for you. I wonder what I've got in my pocket.

  [Stauf pulls out a wad of money. Pigs' oinking is heard again] 

  Stauf : Six! Count 'em. Six hundred dollars!

  [Stauf hands the money to Carl. The invisible audience cheers. Carl takes the money hesitatingly] 

  Stauf : Now, Carl, here's the deal...

  [Stauf places his hand on Carl's left shoulder] 

  Stauf : You can keep the six hundred dollars, but you must choose a door. Be it door number 1, door number 2, or door number 3!

  [Stauf points to three doors, marked with numbers 1, 2 and 3] 

  Stauf : ...or you can give me two hundred dollars and see what's behind the door of your choice. Well, Carl, what'll it be?

  Carl Denning : [clueless]  I'll pay.

  [Carl gives Stauf 200 dollars] 

  Stauf : Thank you! Now, which door?

  Carl Denning : [points]  What's behind the middle door?

  Stauf : Let's see what's behind door number 2!

  [door number 2 opens, showing a big TV screen] 

  Stauf : A big-screen TV!

  [the invisible audience cheers. Pigs' oinking is heard] 

  Stauf : Isn't this fun, Carl?

  [Carl shakes his head, confused] 

  Stauf : Let's make another deal. You can keep the big-screen TV and the four hundred dollars you still have, or you can give me two hundred more, and see what's behind another door.

  [again, Carl gives Stauf 200 dollars] 

  Stauf : Thank you! What a player!

  Carl Denning : [points]  Let's see what's behind number one here.

  Stauf : Door number 1!

  [door number 1 opens. Pigs' oinking is heard. Marie is revealed, sitting on a chair, dressed in a black bra and panties, garter belt, stockings and high heels. She smiles seductively and waves her hand] 

  Stauf : Sweet Marie! She can be yours, absolutely anytime, night or day.

  Marie Wiley : [grins]  Any time.

  Stauf : Imagine the hours of enjoyment, the fun you'll have with sweet Marie. Much more exciting than watching TV.

  Marie Wiley : [laughs]  You can watch ME if you like.

  [pigs' squealing is heard. Suddenly, Samantha's face appear on the TV screen] 

  Samantha Ford : Be strong, Carl! Don't give in to temptation.

  Stauf : [annoyed]  Damn it. I thought that TV was unplugged.

  [the invisible audience boos] 

• Samantha Ford : Choose me!

  Stauf : [taunts]  What a choice. Marie... sweet, sensuous, sexy Marie...

  [Marie moves her body seductively. The audience cheers] 

  Stauf : ...or Samantha in a wheelchair!

  [the invisible audience boos] 

  Robin Morales : What's behind door number 3?

  Stauf : Pay up!

  [Carl gives Stauf his last 200 dollars. The audience cheers] 

  Stauf : Door number 3!

  [door number 3 opens, revealing Robin. She stands there, her shirt is torn, and there are scratch marks on her throat and face] 

  Robin Morales : Carl, I'm so scared! Please choose me! Save me!

  [the invisible audience boos] 

  Robin Morales : [tearfully]  I... love you.

  Marie Wiley : [smiles]  I'll give you anything you want. Anything and everything.

  Samantha Ford : Don't listen to them, Carl! You'll be lost forever!

  [Marie scowls at Samantha] 

  Stauf : [angrily]  Shut up, Samantha!

  Samantha Ford : [urges]  He's afraid of you, Carl! Choose me. Destroy the power of this hellish house.

  [the invisible audience boos] 

  Robin Morales : [pleading tearfully]  Carl, you have to choose me. After all we've been through... I need you!

  Marie Wiley : [grins seductively]  Anytime... any place... anywhere you want me.

  [the audience cheers. Pigs' oinking is heard] 

  Stauf : [smiles]  Well... what'll it be, sport? The choice is yours

  [Stauf pats on Carl's shoulder] 

  Stauf : The choice is yours.

  [the audience cheers. Carl sighs, unsure whom to choose] 

• [alternative ending #1: Carl chooses Marie. The audience cheers. Marie gets up from her chair and walks away into the darkness beyond, motioning Carl to follow, smiling seductively. He enters the door and follows her. Robin and Samantha look sad. Carl enters a bedroom. Marie is on the bed, inviting. Carl gets on the foot of the bed and crawls up on top of her. They kiss passionately. Marie rolls Carl over so that she is straddling him. They have sex. Suddenly, Marie's face changes to Stauf's, wearing a wig. Carl screams in horror] 

  Stauf : [laughs viciously]  What a deal! Ha-ha-ha!

  [Stauf backs away from Carl, taking off the wig] 

  Stauf : I'll let you in on a secret...

  [Stauf approaches a plate of barbecued ribs on a dresser and takes one] 

  Stauf : ...'cause you're so special...

  [Stauf takes a bite of the rib] 

  Stauf : Mmm... these are good... would you like a bite?

  [Stauf laughs nastily and wipes his mouth] 

  Stauf : [laughs]  Some choice you made, huh, Carl? Oh, don't look so sad. I'm not that bad.

  [Stauf transforms back to Marie, who holds the rib] 

  Marie Wiley : See? Sure, you wouldn't like a bite...

  [Marie transforms back to Stauf] 

  Stauf : [laughs]  After all...

  [Stauf takes another bite of the rib. Then transforms back to Marie] 

  Marie Wiley : [laughs while eating]  ... it's you! Ha-ha-ha!

  [Marie transforms back to Stauf. Stauf laughs fiendishly. The screen becomes dark]