Act of Violence Page #6

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No.

All right.

- Edith.|- Sit down, Frank.

It isn't that I don't wanna talk about it,|I just don't know how.

I know.

Neither do I.

But I've thought a lot about a lot of things,|since I saw you.

Ever since I first knew you, Frank,|and up until yesterday...

...I thought you were the finest,|most wonderful man in the whole world.

Just that.

Now, I know that you're|like everybody else.

You have faults and weaknesses.

If I hadn't been so young and silly,|I would have known it all along.

It wouldn't have been such a shock|to find it out now.

But that doesn't mean|that I don't love you.

Or that I don't want to be your wife.

Because I do.

You wanna see the paper?

Thank you, Edith.

Let's not try to think about it anymore.|Not tonight.

No. All right.

- Edith.|- Yes?

I think I heard the baby cry.

- I didn't hear anything.|- Go up and look, will you, please?

All right.

Frank!

This will be okay here.

- You're still two blocks from the station.|- Yeah, I know.

- Hi, Mr. Enley.|- Hello.

All you can do now, Miss Sturges,|is wait right here.

- We'll let you know if we find him.|- Thank you.

No, wait. I've come to warn you|about something, Joe.

After that, I don't care what you do.

Come on, please get back.

There's nothing you can do, stay back.

- Joe.|- I didn't do it, Ann.

I didn't do it.

Call the emergency hospital.

Never mind.

- It's Enley.|- What happened?

Some accident.

They were coming from the station.|He was hanging on the car.

Looks like a hold-up.

- Is he dead?|- Well, I saw him drop there...

- Well, you were here right?|- Yeah.

Who's going to tell his wife?

I will.

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