In a Lonely Place Page #7

You're not going to marry him?

No, I'm not. I can't.

I see.

I was hoping for a miracle,

and it didn't happen.

I tried, Mel. I wanted it to last

so much, for my own sake.

But Dix doesn't act

like a normal person.

You don't go around hitting people,

smashing cars, torturing your best friend.

I'm scared of him.

I don't trust him.

I'm not even sure

he didn't kill Mildred Atkinson.

Laurel! You're going too far!

Am I? Have you forgot what you asked

me when we first met?

You weren't sure either, and

you knew him better than anyone.

Why can't he be like other people?

Why?

Like other people?

Would you have liked him?

You knew he was dynamite.

He has to explode sometimes.

I tried to make him see a psychiatrist.

I thought he'd kill me.

Always violent.

It's as much a part of him

as the colour of his eyes.

If you want him, you've got to take

the bad with the good.

I've taken it for 20 years.

And I'd do it again.

You make me feel ashamed, Mel.

- I should stay with him, but I can't.

- Why did you tell him you'd marry him?

I was scared. I still am!

I hate to see that.

You can't hurt him like this.

Dix has a tremendous ego.

He can't take defeat.

You've got to wait until

something good happens.

He wants to take me

to Las Vegas tonight.

I've got to get out

before he gets back!

If Brody only liked the script,

that would help a lot.

If Dix has success, he doesn't need

anything else.

Then take the script. It's finished.

And it's wonderful.

It's really wonderful.

Take it to Brody now.

Thank you, Mel. I'll write to you.

Don't. I don't want to know

where you are...

...because Dix will ask

and I'll have to tell him.

If you feel like writing, write to him.

Then maybe later

you'll come back to us.

I hope so.

See you.

Goodbye, Mel.

Yes, this is she.

About your reservation to New York,

we may have some space...

...on Flight 22 at 3 p.m. Will you be

at this number for another hour?

Yes, I'll be here. Please let me know

as quickly as you can.

I got four blocks away and remembered

I don't know your ring size.

- Here. This is about right.

- I want you to choose it.

You have to wear it

the rest of your life.

- I still haven't packed.

- Do it later.

We've gotta look at houses...

...and I want to buy you a little car.

Come on.

Why are you always in a hurry?

Are you going to come

or do I have to drag you?

- I'm only half dressed.

- That's good enough for me.

Greetings!

Mr. Waterman, you forgot

to change your costume.

This is not a costume,

ignorant wench.

It is the formal attire of a gentleman.

No applause, please.

Mine host, you've slighted me.

Where's the red carpet...

...the lackeys with candelabra,

the trumpeters?

Are we not celebrating

a royal engagement?

Of course we are,

but it's to be held incognito.

Hi, Charlie.

Forgive the smell of mothballs.

My sincerest congratulations,

princess.

Let me embrace you, noble prince.

My senses tell me you've

had a few, thespian.

I've been celebrating

since your call.

- Brandy for Mr. Waterman.

- What did you do this red- letter day?

So much it's difficult to remember.

First I got a ring, then we looked at

houses, then we bought clothes.

- He hasn't left me alone for a second.

- Sounds fascinating, princess.

Let me see the jewel.

Ex quisite taste! The princess must

not pick the polish from her nails.

The princess has been acting

very strangely.

Your table's ready.

Hello, Dix. I understand you're

getting married?

That's right. Laurel Gray,

this is Frances Randolph.

- Hello, my dear. Congratulations.

- Thank you, Miss Randolph.

Come on, Fran. Join the elite.

You got a wonderful guy, Laurel,

and believe me, I should know--

- Oh, what am I saying?

- That's all right. I've told Laurel...

...you used to pursue me.

Brody wants me

for the part of Althea.

I'm going to read the script tonight.

- Whose script?

- Yours, genius.

He's going to send it to my house.

If he likes it.

- Did he say where he got my script?

- I took it to him this morning.

- I stole it out of Laurel's desk.

- I gave it to him.

- Brody's been so impatient.

- I'm sorry, Mel.

- I know Brody will love it.

- lt's not you. Mel should know better.

- ls there a juicy part in it for me?

- Did you read it?

- No.

- You're lying! You didn't like it.

What does it matter what I think?

I tried to talk Selznick out of

Gone with the Wind.

- What's wrong with it?

- Nothing. But, it's not the book.

Brody asked for

a faithful adaptation.

- The book was trash and you're a thief.

- Dix, please!

- Telephone, Miss Gray.

- Thank you.

She'll take it here.

Never mind. Ask them

to call me at home later.

Bring the phone.

I said, bring the phone!

I don't want to talk to anybody.

You don't want to talk

in front of me.

Why is it so important

Brody reads it today?

- He's impatient. Has been for weeks.

- But why today?

- Hello, who's this?

- Don't, Dix!

Martha. You calling Miss Gray

or are you phoning for Mr. Baker?

That's Laurel's call.

- For heaven's sake!

- I'll see you later.

Are you all right, Miss Gray?

Dixie, my boy, you're in!

And believe me, it's harder

to come back than to arrive.

Brody's delighted with the script.

He's raving about it!

Break your glasses?

No. Yes.

Cut your eyes?

No.

Lloyd just got here.

Brody's crazy about the script.

I told you not to pay

any attention to me.

Do you want me to look

for another agent?

Well, business isn't so hot.

Remind me to get you another tie.

Where's Laurel?

She's gone.

- One moment, please.

- See you, Paul.

All right.

Cancel the Steele dinner.

Hello, Paul's Restaurant.

Paul speaking.

Mr. Dix on Steele?

Just a minute.

He's just left.

Oh, Sgt. Nicolai?

I'll tell him, Sgt. Nicolai. Bye.

He just left the restaurant.

You mind if I read Kesler's

confession to him?

Know what?

I'm gonna get drunk tonight.

Don't let a right guess

go to your head.

It's been a terrific strain

on Laurel and Dix.

They'll never forget Mildred Atkinson.

Or you.

I extracted the bullet

from Kesler's left lung...

...that far from the heart.

He's lucky.

- I wonder.

- I wanna try him at home.

Yeah, keep on trying.

Dix?

Let me in.

I'm in bed.

I have an awful headache.

Laurel, let me in, please!

- lt's been such a hectic day!

- Let me in!

Don't make me ask you again!

What is it, Dix?

I'm sorry about tonight.

It'll never happen again.

I shouldn't have hit Mel, shouldn't

have picked up the telephone....

I don't know why I....

Cigarette?

Where's your ring?

I put it in my jewel box.

You should never take it off

your finger. Put it on.

Not now.

- Where is it? I'll get it.

- Dix, can't you relax for a second?

Why is this door locked?

Who's in there?

Nobody. It's a mess.

I didn't want you to see it.

Open it!

- Please, don't order me around.

- Why is it a mess?

Because I've been packing.

We're going away, remember?

Give me that key.

All right, I'll get the ring.

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