Affair in Trinidad Page #4

It's all right.

Mr. Wittol has no secrets from me.

He's been holding out on you.

It's all right. Don't bother to get up.

Yes?

This ought to cover the bill.

Don't make any more jokes.

What jokes? What bill? Who are you?

You remember a bill

my brother ran up at your bar?

Or wasn't there any bill?

You? His brother?

Of course, of course, of course.

This is such a pleasure to meet you,

Mr. Emery.

Of course, under circumstances,

an unhappy pleasure.

Tell me, when did you arrive?

What you doing in Trinidad?

- You have business here?

- I'll ask the questions.

- What happened that day?

- That day? Oh, oh.

Nothing. Just a day like any other day. Why?

You buried him too deep at that inquest.

Look, Mr. Emery, with me

there is no necessity to shoot in the dark.

If I knew something, I'd tell you.

What was the job he had for me down here?

Job? What job?

Your brother had a job for someone?

He was trying to make an impression.

Believe me.

- You're lying.

- Wait.

- Where are you going?

- To the police.

No. Please, wait. Don't.

All right. I see you are too intelligent

to accept a half-truth.

It's a matter of gallantry.

Besides, for me she's a valuable investment.

- You talking about his wife?

- So you've met her?

- That makes it difficult.

- Makes what difficult?

You have seen her

quiet, dignified, soft and demure.

But if you had seen her as I have,

night after night, dancing,

- stirring men's blood...

- Look, will you cut out the poetry?

Please, Mr. Emery,

you must realize she is not just a woman,

some woman,

she's Woman with capital "W."

How could any man feel

that he possessed her completely?

Is such a thing possible?

You mean she was playing around?

You see, you are already imagining

and you are angry.

American attitude.

Never trust a beautiful woman. Typical.

- Was she or wasn't she?

- Oh, I...

- Who was the guy?

- Guy? What guy?

There was no guy.

This is what I'm trying to tell you.

When a man is married to a goddess,

he must expect other men to worship her.

This killed him. This fact he couldn't accept.

What I told you now is the truth. Believe me.

Hello. May I speak to Mr. Fabian, please?

- Where did he go?

- Out.

- Well, didn't he say where?

- No, just out.

Do you like him?

- Well, he seems very nice.

- Well, I like him.

That's good.

This one is a man.

The other was a shadow of him.

- Well, I hadn't thought much about it.

- Maybe it is appropriate that you should.

I shock you, perhaps?

When one day is over, another day begins.

- West Indian proverb?

- West Indian household hint.

- Good morning.

- Morning.

- Where've you been?

- Oh, I was taking a walk.

- How do you feel this morning?

- Better, thanks.

- Fine. Fine.

- Where did you walk to?

Oh, here and there.

Well, it isn't a secret, is it?

No, it's no secret at all.

As a matter of fact,

I hired a car for a few days.

I thought I'd let you show me the island.

I thought you were leaving right away.

Well, I changed my mind.

See, I figured if I stayed around for a while,

it would give us a chance

to get better acquainted.

- You don't seem very pleased about it.

- Well, of course I am.

Well, fine.

You wanna get started, make a day of it?

Well, I'm not much in the mood

for sightseeing, Steve. I...

It will be good for you.

And you'll need these.

Do I take a liberty?

It is the prerogative of a good

and loyal servant to be impertinent.

I wouldn't fight with her if I were you.

She's got radar, remember?

Hello!

You having fun?

- Thanks, Steve.

- What for?

For helping me to remember how.

- What's that all about?

- Oh, I was just thinking.

I've had three wonderful days.

I'm glad you decided to stay

and get acquainted.

So am I.

Thanks.

Dominique, you've got two starving people

on your hands.

- Have you anything to eat?

- Hello, Chris.

Max.

I couldn't deny myself

the pleasure of seeing you any longer.

- Well, I...

- I hope you don't mind my dropping in.

Oh, no, of course not.

I'm just surprised to see you, that's all.

Well, good.

For a moment I thought it was dismay.

You're Neal's brother.

- Yeah, that's right.

- I'd heard you were in Trinidad.

Well.

- Chris, aren't you going to introduce us?

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- This is Mr. Fabian, Steve, a friend of Neal's.

- How do you do, Mr. Emery?

- Hi.

- I'm very glad you're here.

You know, the last time I saw Chris,

I was quite worried about her.

She seemed so terribly shaken up.

But now, I don't think

I've ever seen her looking more radiant.

You're to be complimented.

Oh, Chris, perhaps Mr. Emery could join us

for dinner tonight.

Oh, but didn't you get my message, Max?

Message? No.

Yes. I left word I couldn't make it.

- Well, you see, with Steve here, I thought...

- Well, bring him along by all means.

I'd like him to see my house.

Oh, did Chris tell you

that I own several of Neal's paintings?

No. She hasn't said much about you.

Well, I don't know

whether to feel hurt or flattered.

But you will come, won't you?

Yeah.

- Yeah, I'd like to.

- Good. It's settled, then.

My car will pick you up at 6:00.

I'll let myself out.

Looks like he wants somebody to eat.

Oh, good evening.

Good evening.

Won't you go into the living room?

Mr. Fabian will be down in a moment.

Thank you.

Well, I didn't know

you and Neal had such rich friends.

You're quite right, Mr. Emery.

I do have a lot of money.

But I...

Well, I hope it won't be a barrier between us.

Why should it be?

I have no objection to money.

- Chris, my dear.

- Hello, Max.

- How beautiful you are tonight.

- Thank you.

I think you look lovelier in this color

than any other.

Don't you agree, Mr. Emery?

Well, there are a few shades

that I haven't seen her in yet.

You have a treat in store.

I mixed the cocktails myself this evening.

- You'll have the usual, won't you, Chris?

- Yes, I will.

- And you, Mr. Emery, what would you like?

- Oh, I'll have some of the usual, too.

Hans.

How are you finding Trinidad?

Very nice place to relax,

except that I came down here to work.

Hey, maybe you can help me.

You know, my brother wrote about a job,

but nobody around here

seems to know anything about it.

Didn't he mention it to you?

No, I don't believe he ever did,

but then, I hadn't seen Neal

for quite a few weeks before...

Chris?

Thank you.

You going to be with us much longer,

Mr. Emery?

Oh, I haven't quite made up my mind.

To your stay, then, however long.

May it be a pleasant one.

Gets more fascinating every minute.

Chris, I brought my chef

across half a dozen borders.

If that dessert goes back untouched,

he may start re-crossing them.

Why, it's delicious, Max,

but I've eaten so much tonight.

It seems to me you've eaten very little.

And you, Mr. Emery,

I'm afraid my chef hasn't made

much of an impression on you, either.

Oh, I'm impressed, all right.

With everything.

Especially with this coat of arms.

Has that been in your family a long time?

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