In Name Only Page #2

You're not exactly

oblique yourself.

Don't you like me at all?

I mean, not even the littlest bit?

I think you're fascinating.

You do?

I have to tell you, Suzanne.

I've tried to be decent about it,

but it's no use.

Why do you think

I always avoid you?

I can't eat. I can't sleep.

You're with me every moment -

day after day, night after night.

I can't go on like this.

Oh, Alec, dear,

why weren't you like

this long ago?

It'll have to be

a clean, sharp break.

Break? Yes.

Of course, I'll have to give

Maida everything I have.

I doubt if Archie'll give you any alimony

under the circumstances. Alimony?

Of course, we have to

ignore the conventions and,

well, we've got to expect to

put up with certain penalties.

And it'll be worth it,

won't it, dear?

Well, of all the gall!

Oh, but, Suzanne, dear!

Merely because I happen to

think you're attractive,

you want me to throw

my whole life away.

What kind of a person

do you think I am anyway?

An Easter bunny. What?

You call that love, huh?

Who are you to be so high

and mighty about love?

You and that thing you've got

with Maida.

Of all the shams I've ever seen,

that's the worst.

You didn't think you could

make a fool out of me, did you?

I tried.

You have to take me home.

With pleasure.

'He hits him with two short lefts

and another right to the jaw.

'He's back around the ring -

he's coming from all angles!

'Look, there goes a

hard one to his chin!

'He's down on one knee!'

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'...left to his head, a hard right

to the stomach, and another...'

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Hey.

Alec, look out!

TYRES SCREECH:

Oh...

Alec! Alec!

Alec!

Oh! Oh, help!

Oh!

SHE KNOCKS ON DOOR

There's been an accident!

Could you help me, please?

I think he's dead!

Julie?

Julie?!

Oh, it's Mr Walker.

HE GROANS:

Oh, thank heavens he's still alive!

Oh, I was so frightened.

We'll have to get a doctor.

Have you a phone?

Yes, it's in the house.

Oh, uh...I wonder if

you'd mind phoning.

There's a doctor

at Mr Walker's house.

Dr Gateson.

He's staying there.

It's sort of embarrassing.

I mean, it was

all perfectly innocent, of course

but Mr Walker's wife

is my best friend,

and if people should discover

I've been out with him,

there might be talk.

So would you mind very much?

No. No, of course not.

The number is 5-8-3-9-6.

And I think it might be better if

you didn't mention my being here,

just to avoid any misunderstanding.

Well, there's nothing broken.

Might be a slight concussion.

We'll know better

in the morning.

And I don't have to tell his

mother and father tonight?

John, just give me a hand here,

will you? Maida, perhaps you

better get those car keys. OK.

Thank you so much for your help.

I don't think I know your name.

Eden. Julie Eden.

Oh.

Thank you again, Miss Eden.

He's all right. I told

him to take it rather easy today.

Come in.

Well, you certainly

were lucky, weren't you?

Yeah, I suppose so.

Alec, you must admit that things

have been rather difficult for me

for some time.

Why...I know you feel that

I've failed you in certain ways,

but it doesn't seem to me that

you've done much to help.

And now, and I don't mean to

complain, but there is a limit.

Meaning? Miss Eden.

How do you know about Miss Eden?

Does that matter?

All right. I've seen

Miss Eden exactly twice.

Yesterday afternoon, we...

Oh, so you've seen

her before last night.

Last night?

Her sketchbook was in your car.

It was all pretty obvious.

No, Maida, you're barking

up the wrong tree.

I wasn't out with Miss Eden,

though I wish I could have been.

And whom were you out with?

Your dear, and, as she insists,

your very best friend, Suzanne.

Don't be childish, Alec.

I have no illusions about Suzanne,

but in this particular instance,

I happen to know that

she's innocent.

HE TUTS:

Was Miss Eden at the accident?

You know she was.

Did you talk to her?

Of course not.

You probably didn't have to.

Excuse me, will you, Maida?

I've to go out.

To see Miss Eden?

To see Miss Eden.

This is a new development, isn't it?

What? Well, you can see

what this makes me.

After all, people in our position...

Look, Maida...do you realise what

our position is? Yours and mine?

Oh, I wish you wouldn't change

the subject, Alec.

I'm not changing the subject.

It all ties in. You said you loved

me when you married me, didn't you?

Yes. It wasn't true, was it?

Of course it was.

Do you remember David Stoughton?

What? I said,

do you remember David Stoughton?

Why, yes.

Do you know what happened to him?

He... He died, didn't he? How?

I don't know. Really, Alec!

He shot himself. Well?

Do you know why? How should I?

He shot himself while you and

I were on our honeymoon.

I suppose you're going to say he did

it because of me.

Well, didn't he?

Why, I barely met him, Alec.

He may have imagined that he

was in love with me, yes.

But was that my fault?

Could I help it if he was

so weak-willed as...?

Where did you get this?

His mother sent it to me.

All right.

It's true.

I did love him.

I was mad about him.

What of it?

How could you do it?

I had a choice.

I could take David and love...

and nothing else.

Or I could take you

and what went with you.

I took you.

Well, at least we know where

we stand. Both of us.

Alec...I hope you don't

think my telling you this

will condone anything you might do.

I intend to see Miss Eden

whenever and wherever I can.

Does that mean you think that

you're in love with her?

It means she's the first person

I've met in two years

who's been able to make me

feel like a human being again.

Oh...

Surprised to see me?

Well, yes. Here's your sketchbook.

I like them.

You did? Ah-ha.

Well, er... It must have been quite

a mix-up last night.

I wish I hadn't slept through

it all. It wasn't that dull, was it?

Aren't you going to ask me in?

Well, this is sort of

a cleaning day. Oh...

Well, incidentally, it was darn nice

of you to cover up for Mrs Duross.

Oh, that's all right.

I hope somebody will

do as much for me some day.

Well, I hope that won't be

necessary. Well, you never know.

Look... Don't get the wrong idea

about last night, will you?

The whole thing was an accident.

Not only to the car, but my being

with Suzanne, Mrs Duross.

She was the accident.

That's something for you to tell

Mrs Walker, isn't it?

Well, I did

and she wouldn't believe me.

And that's something I want to

talk to you about.

It has nothing to do with me.

Oh, but it has.

You see, you and I

were getting to be good friends

and I didn't want that spoiled.

There's nothing to spoil.

We had a lot of fun, that's all.

That was yesterday and that's over.

It's not over. How can it be over?

I'm afraid I'm going to be

terribly busy,

I'm trying to get some sketches

off to New York.

Would you mind? I'm terribly rushed.

You don't want to see me again,

is that it?

Oh, of course not.

We'll probably run into each other,

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