House on Haunted Hill (1999)
Famke Janssen: Evelyn
Evelyn : Oh Stephen, you poor clueless old geek. All it would have taken was a simple divorce and ripping our prenup into tiny itsy bitsy little pieces, but no matter how it ended, please just know one thing. From the first moment I laid eyes on you I have always, always loved... your money. On the other hand, just the sight of you has made me want to puke.
Stephen Price : [grabbing Evelyn by the throat, surprising her] Is that a fact, princess? I mean, you could have saved us all a great deal of time, not to mention money, if you'd have just let me in on it years ago.
Evelyn : How?
Stephen Price : You must be kidding me. I'm Stephen goddamn Price.
Evelyn : [trying to talk while Steven is choking her] Sweetie?
Stephen Price : Anything, angel. Just speak it.
Evelyn : What are you going to do?
Stephen Price : Just what you wanted everyone here to believe in the first place. I'm gonna murder you, Evelyn, with the greatest of pleasure.
Evelyn : Witnesses.
Stephen Price : [grabbing her by her hair and pulling her up off the floor] You're already dead, Evelyn.
Stephen Price : Happy birthday, baby.
[hearing the screaming from another part of the house]
Evelyn : Guess old Melissa found what she was looking for.
Evelyn : Congratu-fucking-lations!
Evelyn : You know if you really love me, you'll find a way to drop dead in the next three seconds.
Stephen Price : Finding ways for me to die is really your deal, isn't it, Evelyn? Let's not forget the OJ knife with the not-quite-retractable blade. Your Jim Jones Kool-Aid was exactly that.
Evelyn : Accidents, all accidents until proven otherwise.
Evelyn : You ever find out what happened to that little TV reporter?
Blackburn : No. They never found her.
Evelyn : So, we don't even know if the little bitch is dead or alive?
Blackburn : But I think Price must have killed her. There's no other explanation.
Evelyn : There's plenty, you moron. For all we know, Steven's got her spying on us right now.
Blackburn : Oh, bullshit.
Evelyn : Oh, God. This whole fucking thing's falling apart.
Blackburn : It's not, baby, it's not. Somebody's gonna pull the trigger.
Evelyn : But nobody has yet, Donald. They're not at the breaking point. The bozos have to believe that their lives are in danger.
Blackburn : They have your death at his hands. How much more do they need?
Evelyn : But they didn't see it happen. They still have their doubts, they're confused. What we need is another body. Steven's bloody hands right next to him.
Blackburn : Well, how the hell are we gonna do that?
Evelyn : [laughs] This may sound a little crazy, but hear me out.
[Evelyn brutally stabs Blackburn]