Daisy Kenyon Page #6

in the Thursday review.

I've got to go to New York tomorrow.

Oh, honey, I'd go with you.

I don't know what to do about Dino.

- I promised him I'd finish rigging tomorrow.

- Well, that's all right.

I've wired Angelus. She'll have

to share our apartment with me.

Oh, that came from Dan.

She forwarded it from New York.

I'd say poor Dan,

only I'm sure he loves it.

- 32 West 12th.

- All right.

- Here you go.

- Thank you, sir.

Hey, since when do you

go south for Park?

You said 12th Street, Mac.

Did I?

Take me there then.

Wait here.

- Are you alone?

- Angelus lives here. Mary Angelus.

Peter and I share the apartment with her.

We're away most of the time.

I know. I called a couple of times.

I need to talk to you.

- Take me to lunch tomorrow, will you?

- Baby, I need to see you now.

I just got off the plane from California.

I hadn't intended coming here.

I gave the driver this address

without thinking...

because you're the only person in

the world I wanted to see just now.

You haven't any right

to need anything from me.

I haven't anything to give you.

I'm sorry, Daisy.

I'm tired.

I just had some trouble.

Not family.

Not personal that way.

Just something I cared about

that blew up.

- You remember the Noguchi case?

- Yes, I remember.

We got beaten.

Noguchi lost his property.

Well, haven't you ever

lost a case before?

I don't feel that

I ever had a case before.

I'm still surprised.

I can't get used to it.

- Why is it so bad?

- Well, I don't know.

Maybe it's because it got mixed up in my

mind with you. The two lickings together-

Dan, I asked you not to come in.

I don't like seeing you this way.

I thought we were good friends.

I have thought of you many times,

but when you come in like this, I just-

I'm glad you thought of me

when you were happy without me.

Have you been happy, baby?

Yes, terribly happy.

Happier than I ever made you?

That's a very stupid question.

You never used to be stupid.

You sound clinical.

This is something new.

I thought it was about time I began

to run my life with some intelligence.

Maybe that's what sounds new.

I asked you to leave, Dan.

What right have you got to come in here...

and act like a dog in the manger

after the horse has been stolen?

What are you laughing about?

Marriage hasn't stopped you

from mixing your metaphors.

- Can I pour you a cup, baby?

- No, thank you.

I don't live here.

It isn't my coffee.

You know you're being

very rude to me?

I liked you much better

the way you used to be.

Now you're all head,

like a nurse in a mental hospital.

I think it's a pose, and I wish you'd

cut it out, and sound like Daisy Kenyon.

That's more like you.

I ought to be sorry I did that.

I could've hurt you.

Hurt an O'Mara with a stamp box?

The O'Maras, I'll have you know,

have survived steins, dornicks and bricks.

Shall I tell you what went on

between you and Peter this summer?

You convinced yourselves

that you loved each other.

That was easy.

You're both nice people.

So, logically, there was no reason

why you shouldn't love each other.

You think you know everything, don't you?

Sure. I know all about everything.

What good does it do me?

Can't even win a simple case.

I don't feel sorry for you, Dan.

Of course you got beaten.

That's not so awful.

Most people get licked every day.

Who told you

you were special?

The one time in your life you thought about

somebody else you lost. Well, that's too bad.

But if you're really

trying to do something...

that will change things for people,

you've got to be humble.

Don't tell me to be humble.

I'm so far down right now.

That's not being humble.

That's being sorry for yourself.

I liked you better before. You had friendship

in you then that met mine at the door.

Let me go, Dan.

Let me go-

Ooh!

Now get out and take

your ugly friendship with you!

If it's ugly, you made it that.

Oh!

I'll never forgive you. Never.

Daisy, please let me

talk to you. Please.

- Good evening, Mr. O'Mara.

- Good evening, Mervyn.

- Your bags, sir?

- In the hall.

Dan.! We've been waiting.!

- Sweetheart, what's the matter?

- Nothing, baby.

Daddy, they beat you.

Oh, Daddy.

Beat me?

Yes, honey, they did.

You've lost the case?

Is that all it is?

It isn't all.

He looks ill.

- Let me get you Dr. Riemer.

- I'm not ill, Lucy, just tired.

- Oh, are you sure, dear?

- I'm positive.

Now if you'll excuse me.

I'll see you in the morning, honey.

- Daddy, can-

- Marie. No, dear.

They beat him.

They nearly killed him.

He joked in his letter,

but they nearly killed him.

Nonsense, Marie.

Daddy lost the case. That's all.

The case happened to

mean a lot to him.

Now, children, go to bed, please.

It's half an hour

past your bedtime, Marie.

You have homework to do,

Rosamund. I know.

Come on, Olive Oyl.

He's all right, just tired.

The case was a lot more serious with him

than we understood.

I've seen men affected

this way before.

A hobby takes more out of you than your

regular work, like Pop and his boat.

That's the first time in 10 years

he's called me Lucy.

Oh, maybe I'm being crazy,

but please stay here tonight.

He's never been this way before.

He locked himself

in the study and he-

- He keeps his militia revolver in there.

- Now, Lucille, really.

Don't go. Please!

Hello. Is this Chelsea 2-0459?

I want Mrs. Peter Lapham.

- Hello?

- What is it?

Daisy. Daisy, will you listen

to me a minute?

Don't hang up.

Just listen.

- Daisy, are you still there?

- Yes, I'm still here.

- What is it you want now?

- I want to tell you-

I don't know how all that happened,

but it wasn't you, and it wasn't me.

Daisy, darling,

don't let it end like this.

It didn't end tonight.

It ended a long time ago.

- You make me so ashamed of both of us.

- I know.

Daisy, look.

I had to call you.

This is the worst night of my life.

I had to tell you...

I love you.

And I like you, and I always will.

You're the only thing

in my life that matters.

So what am I supposed to do about it?

Shall I say to Peter,

"Dan O'Mara's still my best friend...

"even though he betrayed

everything I thought about him?

We mustn't hold that against him. "

Shall I sit down

and write that to Peter?

Oh, no. Oh, no, Mrs. Lapham,

or should I say Daisy?

Don't you bother to write your husband.

It's none of his business, is it?

We have a lot in common,

Mr. Lapham and I.

Lucille!

He ought to know

this thing's going to go on forever.

- He ought to know you're

the only person that matters to Dan!

You're standing there,

thinking I'll calm down.

If you get me started talking,

I'll calm down.

Well, you're wrong.

For a long time, I didn't think

you were worth killing, but you are.

Daddy.

It's all right, baby. It's all right.

That was just talk.

You better go to bed, dear.

Take something to help you sleep.

I'm going to divorce him.

I can't take this any longer.

I don't think you realize

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