Don't Look Now Page #4

Two old ladies...

Sisters. One...

What's that called? So. Yes?

Ah! Come along.

- Scottish women.

They left this morning.

- A woman was with them.

Yes. My wife.

Come along.

But where are they?

- Gone.

But where? - They left today.

Do you want this room?

Me? No, thank you.

Where?

- I don't know. You?

No.

Excuse me. Thank you, Mr. Baxter.

Who are you?

- Sabbione,

Homicide.

They're not here.

Yes. Very nice!

Yes, Signor?

- I'm expected. - Your name?

Baxter. John Baxter.

- Mr. Baxter! He's seeing people now.

I'll tell him that you are here.

- Thank you.

Your Excellency,

Signor Baxter is here.

Do we have the medical results?

- Yes, Excellency.

Sister... - He won't be long.

- I've to make a call to England.

It's urgent. Could I use that phone?

- You'll have to complete this form.

Can I dial that here?

- Yes.

Pronto! To England, please.

Mrs. Babbage? John Baxter.

Hello!

- Hello.

I've been trying to ring you,

but the wire's down or something.

Johnny's absolutely fine!

Quite right as rain. He woke up

this morning with no headache.

Fit as a fiddle! The doctor's

let him get up,

and he's now playing around.

And it wasn't a concussion.

Johnny can remember everthing.

- That's marvelous.

It's something they have to watch.

- Yes.

I suppose you'd like to speak

to your wife... - Sorry?

Here she is.

I...

- Hello, darling. What?

Laura?

- Johnny's perfectly alright.

There's nothing wrong,

absolutely nothing. He just has

this little bumb on his forehead.

Are you alright? Where are you?

I'm at Alberto's.

- I'm catching the 9 o'clock plane.

I don't know what time it gets in,

but we can have a late dinner.

Everything is very good.

John's fine, and I'm okay.

I thought I saw you here.

I thought I saw you

with the two sisters.

I was certain, I swear it!

Alright, don't worry, sweetheart!

I found the flight number.

- Laura, where are you?

I'm at Porton, John!

Johnny and I just had tea.

It's arriving at 1 1:00.

- Just a second, I'll get a pencil.

I'll come straight to Alberto's.

- Okay, I'll wait...

I'll see you about eleven, okay?

- Yes. - John, alright?

Okay.

- John, Alright? - Yes.

I love you. Bye.

- Okay, bye.

Let Jesus Christ

lead your heart and spirit

down the right path.

Amen.

John! Are you feeling alright?

Yes. Excuse me, Alberto.

I think I just have to...

May I use your telephone?

- Sure.

I don't blame you moving in here.

I would have done the same myself.

Do you want to see Johnny again?

- No, thank you. I've said goodbye.

Mrs. Baxter, I think

it would probably be quicker.

Good evening.

- Where are the English women?

Up the stairs.

Wendy?

Answer me!

It's me, John Baxter.

Laura's husband.

What's happened to Wendy?

Where is she?

I don't know, I'll find out.

I don't know what's happening.

- Yes, I know.

Where is the other?

- At the British Consulate.

She was very furious.

She's at the British Consulate.

- Yes, but that was hours ago!

It's half past nine now.

I don't know this room.

I want to go home to the hotel.

This is a Police Station.

I don't want to stay here.

I can't tell you how sorry I am.

There was a misunderstanding...

They took us out of our hotel.

We were arrested.

Then they asked us about your wife...

- I know. I'm truly sorry.

I'm taking you back now.

- Yes, please.

May she?

- Yes.

If I could just take your arm?

- Sure.

You can't understand the noises

in a place like this.

I'm so sorry. I just feel that...

If you could just take me back.

Signora Baxter?

- Yes.

More luggage?

- No. You send by Barberigo? - Yes.

Okay. Do you speak English?

- A little.

In Venice I love that

it's so safe for me to walk.

Watch, steps.

- Thank you.

The sound changes, you see,

as you come to a canal,

and the echoes from the walls

are so clear.

My sister hates it.

- That's too bad.

She says it's like a city in aspic,

left over from a dinner party,

and all the guests are dead and gone.

It frightens her. Too many shadows.

We are almost there.

- Yes.

Milton loved this city.

Did you know that?

No. It's interesting.

This isn't the right way, is it?

The Palazzo di Conte Barberigo.

- Yes, yes.

This is the wrong way!

- I'm taking you to Signor Baxter.

Yes?

- He is at the Police Station.

It is just along the way.

I've tried to keep them.

They never stay.

They're very wild in Venice.

Do you like cats, Mr. Baxter?

- Yes.

I like them alright,

but they don't like me very much.

Here's the hotel.

- Thank you.

These are swinging doors.

- I remember.

I'll keep them open.

- It's so reassuring to have a man.

We changed hotels cause Wendy said

there were prowlers. And it was dirty.

Careful of the steps.

- Thank you.

Here is the key.

- Thank you.

Room 307.

- 307, good.

Okay, it's here.

They said you left at the station.

- Mr. Baxter's been looking after me.

Has he?

- Yes, she was at the Police Station,

and had been there quite a while

and I thought...

They found your wife then?

- Yes... the killings...

He's explained everything. Have we a

drop of Whisky for him? You'll stay?

Yes.

- There's the miniatures.

We're leaving tomorrow.

Have you put the photographs out?

- Yes.

Just a glass of water for me.

I'll fetch it.

Do take a seat, Mr. Baxter.

So you can find it quite easily.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Doesn't really look like her.

- It doesn't matter.

No?

- No.

Please, your photograph.

What?

My God!

Thank you for your help. Bye-bye.

Goodbye.

Thank you.

You're wearing odd socks.

- You put out my clothes.

I know. I was merely informing you.

- Thank you.

I must go... - You've been wearing

them all day. - Let him be off.

Wait! - Is there anything I can do?

- No, it's alright. Goodbye.

She'll be alright.

Wait!

Fetch him back!

- Wait!

Please, please, fetch him back!

Please, fetch him back!

Get him back!

Fetch him! Fetch him!

Get him!

Get him back!

Mr. Baxter!

Mr. Baxter!

Mr. Baxter?

Hello, is John here?

- Quickly, come quickly!

What is it?

Hurry!

- Is this it?

Mrs. Baxter...

- Is it Heather? - Please.

Mrs. Baxter.

- Where is he? - I couldn't find him.

I saw Christine!

- He left.

Find him! You must warn him!

- Get him back!

She told you to leave.

- Where did he go? - I don't know.

She told you to leave.

- Where did he go?

She told you to leave Venice!

She told you...

Beware!

Laura! Mrs. Baxter!

Come here! With the boat. Up here!

No, with the boat! Wait!

Wait!

Ugly monster!

When I catch you, I'll kill you!

Where do you go?

Hold her!

Run!

You piece of sh*t!

It's alright. Everything's okay.

I'm a friend.

I'm coming.

She is possessed by the devil!

It's okay.

I'm a friend.

I won't hurt you.

Come on.

Darling!

Wait...

Nooo!

- Wait...

Laura!

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