Nothing. Not a thing

Laura:
[knocking at door]
Hi. I thought I'd just come on up. Have you been waiting for me? Will Randall:
I can't see you. Laura:
Come on Will, open the door. You can't do this to me twice. Open it. [to maid] Laura:
excuse me I wonder if you could do me a favor. [Maid opens the door for her] Will Randall:
[handcuffed to the radiatior]
Please go. Laura:
Why? What's happened? What... What have you done? Where did you get those? Will Randall:
I want you to go. Laura:
No. Tell me why you've done this. Will Randall:
It's getting late and I think I'm dangerous, especially at night. Laura:
And you're afraid that once it gets dark, you'll attack me? Will Randall:
Yeah. I think I'm turning into something else. Laura:
Into the thing that bit you? Into the wolf? Will Randall:
Yes. Laura:
Tell me where the key is Will Randall:
I don't have a key. I don't even know where I got the handcuffs. Laura:
You don't have a key? Well, what was your plan? To sit chained to the radiator till you grew paws? Will Randall:
[chuckling]
God, you almost make this seem like it isn't happening. I don't.. I don't have a plan. I didn't think past not hurting anyone. I don't think there's any way to open these. Laura:
Well, you don't know who you're dealing with. You see, when you're a druggie and a delinquent and you want to get Daddy, you get arrested, you come in contact with the criminal element of society, and... Well, you pick up shit.. A-ha [takes a paper clip from a folder to use as a picking lock] Laura:
that you think you're never going to need, and then, one day, you meet a guy who chains himself to the radiator and it all falls into place. [Leans down to unlock the handcuff from the radiator] Will Randall:
Well... Why do you want any of this nightmare? Laura:
You mean instead of the gaiety and warmth of my normal life? I don't know. Because I like you. Because you're a good man and that's very exotic to me. I never thought I'd meet a good man who looked at me the way you do. Will Randall:
You don't know I'm a good man. Laura:
Oh, yes, I do. Will Randall:
Then why is this happening? I thought only the evil were cursed. Laura:
Oh, no, not at all. I could have told you that. No the worst things happen to the best people. Oh! I almost had it. You know, you might consider that you're not cursed at all. That you're sick. I mean, there are brain tumors that can cause all of your symptoms. Will Randall:
Tumors? What are you saying? Are you serious? Laura:
Oh, yeah, yeah. Will Randall:
Oh, God. If only that could be true. Laura:
How we lower our sights. I say.. we get you examined for physical causes before we take for granted that you're becoming [unlocks the handcuffs] Laura:
There we go. Okay on your feet. Let's get you re-handcuffed. Will Randall:
Well maybe it isn't necessary. Laura:
Mmm-mmm. Hands behind your back [handcuffs him from behind] Laura:
There. Well, you seem pretty helpless now. Will Randall:
Yes. Laura:
Great [unbuttoning his shirt she notices amulet around his neck] Laura:
Hmmm. It's interesting. What is it? Will Randall:
It's a good luck charm. Laura:
Really? Does it work? Will Randall:
Well, today isn't turning out too bad. Laura? Laura:
Yes? Will Randall:
Nothing. Not a thing