Circus Page #2

- No lollies? | - No, sorry.

My husband wrote that thlng | and got you to slgn It for hlm.

It's one of those famous Bannlster trlcks.

No, It's Grlsby's Idea. | It seems Mr. Grlsby wants to dlsappear.

- Don't turn around. | - Right.

- Why are you speaking like that? | - I'm disguising my voice.

- Cary Grant. | - It's James Mason, actually.

- What do we do now? | - Give me the envelope.

I made sure she's there | on Tuesday evening.

I told her to expect | a business colleague of mine.

Her name is Gloria. The one with the face.

Is it really this easy | to have someone killed?

Why don't you say that a little bit louder? | I don't think Rita heard you.

Rita Hayworth, she's on the screen.

But I don't understand, Mlchael.

Right.

I expect half the money by close of day...

...the other half when the job's done. | Understood?

Understood.

We don't need to speak again.

And may I be the first | to offer my condolences...

...on the sad passing of your wife.

How'd you let yourself get dragged Into It?

Because I'm a fool. | A dellberate, Intentlonal fool.

You know, she was so vibrant, so...

- Would you mind being quiet? | - Shut up!

Heads.

Hello, my dear.

How'd it go, Humbert?

He thought I was Cary Grant.

I'd better get going.

Gloria will be waiting.

It's me. We've got a problem.

I can't get to her tonight.

Caspar.

Such a pleasant surprise | to get your call, Lily.

- Why were you following Leo last night? | - Following Leo?

Is that what he...

No, I was just out for a quiet drive.

- Where was he off to? | - What are you up to, Casparoonie?

Up to?

You make me sound so...

...devious.

All right, let's cut the crap.

You have something | you're dying to tell me.

Don't deny it, you don't have a poker face.

You want to giggle at how clever you are.

I've known for a while about your past, | even though you hate to talk about it.

I'm not embarrassed about my past. | I was an exceptional thief.

- And now you're an exceptional bore. | - Watch your mouth or I'll smack you in it.

Caspar, you beast.

I want you to take me very seriously, Lily.

You got my undivided.

Do you remember when I was | over in the States on business?

And I asked these people | I'm there to see for Bruno:

"Does anyone know a Lily Woods?" | As you were then.

And then some old guy goes:

"I knew a Lily Wenman. "

"Yeah," says another guy...

..."that business with Elmo Somerset. "

You all, listen up! This is a bank robbery!

Get your asses down there | in front of that counter!

This is a big gun and it's about to go off.

You, put your head down!

Keep your head down! You hear me?

Come on, just put it in! | Everything in the bag!

Come on! Let's go!

Just so none of you do anything stupid.

Trust me, you don't want | this little girl's blood on your conscience.

Lily?

- What the f***? | - A word to the wise, Elmo.

You best think twice next time...

...before you f*** a slut | like Donna Bryan in my bed!

Jesus, f***. I'm sorry! | Please, you don't wanna do this!

- Lily, don't do this! | - Yes, I do.

- You ain't gonna shoot me, Elmo. | - You bet your ass I am!

Don't make me do this!

I said, "You ain't gonna shoot me. "

- Happy trails, Elmo. | - Jesus!

F***!

What do you want, money?

I wanna know what Leo's up to.

I don't know what you mean. | He's not up to anything.

- Yes he is. You both are. | - You're wrong.

Fine. I'm wrong.

So, I go home and I phone Elmo.

That man spent four years of his life | in prison because of you.

I don't know, | do you think he'll want to see you?

Now, what is Leo up to?

You're too late. Why do you think I called?

You're a diversion!

You're keeping me busy, while Leo | gets up to whatever he's getting up to.

Now, what is he getting up to?

F***.

Ashtray.

- Gloria? | - Hello, do come on in.

What a day I've had! | Doesn't bear thinking about.

My husband said you'd be calling.

I was just about to have a little drink. | Care to join me?

- Thank you. | - What's your poison?

- I'll have a scotch. | - Scotch.

Right.

Hey, Angel.

How did it go with Caspar?

He wants to know what we're up to.

- Did you tell him it was a secret? | - First thing out of my mouth.

He knows about Elmo Somerset.

Sh*t.

Known for a while.

- Been saving it for just the right time. | - Apparently that's now.

It's a pretty sure bet | he's already called him.

He could already be here for all we know.

No, if he was already here, | you'd already be dead.

Thanks, it makes me feel so much better.

So, what are we gonna do?

Make it up as we go along.

- Thanks. | - That's my plan.

Now, that makes me feel so much better.

I'll work it out. It'll be fine.

Fllght 721 from Dallas | has arrlved at Gate 17.

A prlvate bathroom between 7.:00 and 7.:15.

Julle here wlll show you | to your Carlbbean sulte.

This got pay-per-view?

Never mind.

You American, then?

I like America. It's brilliant. | All them films and stuff.

Yeah, one long party.

You get bored or anything, just dial zero.

That's reception. Give us a shout. | I'll come and suck you off, if you like.

Yeah?

Only 20 quid.

That's reasonable.

What a day I've had! | Doesn't bear thlnklng about.

My husband sald you'd be calllng.

I was just about to have a llttle drlnk. | Care to joln me?

- Thank you. | - What's your polson?

- I'll have a scotch. | - Scotch.

Gripping stuff...

...don't you think?

I'd set that video to record something.

I'm sorry.

The Sweet Smell of Success.

Do you know how hard it is | to get hold of that?

Leave my cat alone.

What the f*** are you doing here?

You're the blonde from the cinema. | I remember you.

You haven't answered the question.

You f***ing did it, didn't you, Leo?

You actually killed my wife.

He killed my Gloria.

You still haven't answered the question.

- I haven't? | - No.

Now, apart from buggering up my video...

...drinking my 12-year-old malt, | what exactly are you doing here?

I know how the scam works.

I pay you the rest of your fee, | then suddenly...

...you remember | you have to charge me some more.

Or just enough | so the police doesn't get a tip-off.

Like my wife's missing...

...and they come around | knocking on my door before I'm ready.

And then you're gonna get greedy. | You're gonna squeeze me for more.

That doesn't make me sound like | a particularly decent murderer, does it?

- How could you trust a man like that? | - Yeah.

You wouldn't feel safe.

You're trying to intimidate me. | Won't work, Leo.

I don't know...

...I'm really rather good at it.

I made half a dozen copies of that video.

So, if anything happens to me... | Yes, et cetera, et cetera.

- We should take your word for that? | - Yes, honey.

All right. It's not like you can take | that tape to the police.

Exactly.

You shop me, I shop you right back again.

"He hired me to kill his wife, your honour. | He made me do it. "

That would be true, | had I ever been married.

- What? | - What?

Hello.

Looking for a date, sweetheart?

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