Because of You Page #4

Mr Steven Kimberly please.

Mrs Kimberly calling.

Hey, it's for you. She

says it's "Mrs" Kimberly.

Hiya, "Mrs" Kimberly.

About time. When you moving in?

Tonight.

And Mr Kimberly, I think you ought

to know. I intend to spend a lifetime.

You got to. You signed

a contract, remember?

Say, how about I meet you for lunch?

Hey, there's a war on.

We have work to do.

I'm sorry chum, I just got married.

Uhuh .. I see.

Bye.

Thanks, Betty.

It's past my bed time, too.

- Why, it isn't late, doctor.

It will feel late tomorrow

morning. I'm on duty.

It was wonderful being here.

- It was awfully nice of you to come.

Doctor.

How do you think Steve looks?

I think maybe you're a better

doctor than I am. He's happy, Chris.

Yeah.

You love him very much, don't you.

I never knew what living was before.

He makes me feel needed.

You know, I go for that.

You are both very fortunate.

Goodnight Chris.

- Goodnight.

Steve.

- Goodnight.

So long, it was wonderful being here.

- Thanks very much.

Bye bye.

- Merry Christmas.

Yeah. Merry Christmas to you ..

- And a happy new year.

Thank you.

How did you like your party?

If they go as well

as this one, we're in.

They will.

Darling, come on. We have work to do.

Please, please Steve.

You know, I'm just crazy

about that Peachie.

She's one of the nicest girls.

She always has been.

Steven Kimberly, what

do you think you're doing?

In our family we always opened

packages Christmas eve.

In ours we wait until Christmas

morning. Put them back.

Just one.

Will you never grow up?

- Uhuh.

Alright .. just one.

But let me pick it for you, huh?

- Alright.

There's no card.

There is one on the inside.

To baby from Mama.

Darling.

Darling, I thought that's

what you wanted.

It was your own idea

about Christmas, remember?

I just got you, Chris.

I'm not sure I want to

share you with a baby.

Oh.

Oh, darling.

Darling, you won't be sharing me.

There will just be more

of me to love. That's all.

[ Doorbell ]

That's the doorbell, honey.

You stay right here will you.

Until I get back, and give all those

little flowers a nice drink, okay.

Columbine, keep your eye on Kim.

She's in the back yard.

Yes?

That's no way to treat an old friend.

Come on, Chris. Open the door.

You don't want the neighbours to

hear me pleading and hollering.

You can't deny me a look at you.

At your house.

I've waited a long time for this.

You got a kid now.

How old?

Three.

A good-looking kid.

A good-looking mother.

Not as snappy as you used to be, but ..

Not bad.

Are you happy?

Very.

Well, it's a good thing

you and me split up.

I need a drink.

Where does your husband keep his stuff?

Why does your hand tremble?

I just never expected to see

you again, Mike. That's all.

You tried hard enough not to.

I had trouble finding you.

Except for a little blond secretary

who used to be at the parole office.

I might still be looking.

What do you want, Mike?

You married a rich guy, I hear.

That's why I can't understand

this little house.

And only one car in the garage.

What's he saving it for?

You need money .. is that it?

Do I look broke?

I blew myself to a new suit on purpose.

If you do, there's absolutely

nothing I can do for you.

You might as well

understand that right now.

I'm not so sure.

My husband knows all about us, so if

you're figuring on blackmail, forget it.

I was sort of worried about that.

Because if he knows ..

Naturally, there is nothing

left for me to do but ..

Pack up and leave.

Except.

Right now, I'm in a little trouble.

I don't care what kind

of trouble you're in.

I want you get out of here right now!

Do you understand?

Getting rough?

I'll call the police.

Go ahead.

Four years ago you and me

couldn't make a column.

Today, we'd make headlines.

"Kimberly's wife - ex-con".

Monroe's ex-lover.

Go ahead.

I'll tell you what I want.

Yes?

I've got to leave the country, Chris.

Oh.

Mummy.

Kim.

Go on out in the back yard, honey.

Well, look who's here.

Go out in the yard.

- Hi, honey.

Now wait a minute, wait a minute.

What's your name?

Now, I'm not hurting her.

Look, she likes me.

Columbine, will you come and take

Kim out in the back yard, please.

Yes, ma'am.

- Now, what's the hurry?

What's your name?

Kim.

Kim, huh? That's a nice name.

My name is uncle Mike.

Can you say that?

Say it.

Uncle Mike.

Uncle Mike.

That Kim. She sure is a

Cleopatra with the men folks.

Columbine, I'll call you

if I need anything.

Yes, ma'am.

You're a real beauty, Miss.

Just like your mother.

Mike, put her down.

I sure admire your mother's

control over her nerves.

But she's right.

We don't want Columbine telling

Mr Kimberly about uncle Mike now, do we.

Mike, you ..

You said you had to leave the country.

- Oh, you like that don't you.

Because once out,

I probably won't get back.

I got a couple of deals.

Mexico City, Buenos Aires.

When are you going?

I haven't any money right now but ..

- No, no, no. Not money.

I've got that.

All I want is an escort

across the Tijuana border.

How about crossing over to Mexico this

afternoon and buying you some toys?

Your mother too.

Tell me.

Don't I look like a harmless daddy?

Hmm?

I won't do it, Mike.

Sure you will.

- No I won't.

In the meantime ..

We'll give her something

else to play with.

Take it away from her, Mike.

Please.

If we hurry, you can get

back in time for dinner.

I can't even drop your

car in for Mexico City?

Mike, you know how I feel.

Okay.

Look, how about it?

Will you miss me?

Look at those dolls.

Oh sure, I promised to buy

you something didn't I.

Mike.

Well maybe I can buy you a toy donkey?

How about it, huh?

That's the girl.

What do we have over here?

Oh here is .. how about a toy pig?

Is this a piggy bank?

Sure. The famous souvenir of Tijuana.

Got some with the names

on them too, inside.

Mike.

Look, I'm not going to steal her.

You'd better watch the car.

[ Spanish language ]

No, no thank you.

No.

Thank you, no.

Going back tonight?

- Yeah.

Looks like you might get some rain.

There you go, sweetie.

Mike, where is the key?

Oh, I'll turn it round and ride

back to the border with it.

No please, I'd rather you didn't.

- I'll get out in time.

Please Mike, give me the key.

- Can't you allow me 5 more minutes?

I'm going out of your life forever.

Mike, give me the key will you.

Shove over. Let me at the wheel.

- Mike, get out of this car.

You're doing fine,

only without the talk.

I'm going back with you, Chris.

I never had any intention of staying.

I won't let you! Get out of this ..

- Shut up.

Do you want to get caught again?

[ Spanish language ]

That's it. Let's go.

What's the matter with you?

You're going home.

I'm sick.

You'll be sicker still

if you don't behave.

If we get stopped let me do the talking.

You just play it right.

You wouldn't want anything

to happen to the kid.

Don't you touch her.

I don't think we ought to wait.

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