Daisy Kenyon Page #10

well, the memory kind of lingered on

and kept me mixed up.

Well, whatever you call it,

love or anything else...

it won't be over till we're dead.

We've got to kill it, for good.

I'm sorry if I let

the memory mix me up.

It mixed me up too, I guess.

I was pretty sure-

The things you put up with for my sake.

It never would have worked.

Really, darling.

Because what you called wanting me

wasn't anything more than...

wanting to run away

from responsibility...

the way you're doing now.

Good-bye, Dan.

Good-bye, Daisy.

Go ahead.

Hey, what are you doing?

Same as you, honeybunch.

Going home.

That is my house in there, you know.

And my wife.

Peter?

Yeah, that O'Mara

put up a great fight.

What do you know about fighting?

When it comes to

modern combat tactics...

you're both babies compared to me.

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