Static broke up the broadcast when the phone service from relay towers ended, as the female urged: "Don""t bury dead...To say the least."The power to the cabin was cut off, as Clay warned everyone ("There""s a killer out there"), including a distrusting, disingenuous Trent...I can""t ell you now.I will later when I can.You""ve got to trust me, Mr.Spade.Oh, I""m so alone and afraid.I""ve got nobody to help me if you won""t help me.Be generous, Mr.Spade.You""re brave.You""re strong.You can spare me some of that courage and strength surely.Help me, Mr.Spade.I need help so badly.I""ve no right o ask you, I know I haven""t, but I do ask you.Help me.He compliments her convincing sincerity act - knowing hat he can""t trust her or believe her:You won""t need much of anybody""s help.The two are on an airport road next to he touch down point of jet planes at Los Angeles International Airport - the sound of approaching planes is excruciatingly loud.