Sleeping with the Enemy1991

Secretary:
Mr. Burney? You have a call.

Martin:
I told you to hold my calls.

Secretary:
I know. But she says she knew your wife.

Martin:
Put her through. Hello?

Vanessa:
Hello, Mr. Burney. My name is Vanessa Shelley.

Martin:
Yes?

Vanessa:
I hope I'm not disturbing you. I just heard about Laura, and I wanted to call and tell you how much we'll miss her.

Martin:
Thank you. How did you know her?

Vanessa:
From the YWCA.

Martin:
No, you must be speaking of someone else. My wife never went to the YWCA.

Vanessa:
No. No, we took swimming there Monday, Wednesday and Friday at 9 am.

Martin:
Look, there's obviously some mistake. My wife drowned. She couldn't swim.

Vanessa:
Well, at first she couldn't. But she became a good swimmer.

Martin:
I'm sure you have the wrong woman.

Vanessa:
This is odd. Mr. Burney, your wife studied gymnastics, didn't she?

Martin:
No, my wife never studied gymnastics.

Vanessa:
That's strange. She told us that's how she got all those terrible bruises. Mr. Burney, I don't understand it. I'm sorry if I've bothered you. This is just so confu...

Martin:
Sh*t. Sh*t!