Killing Me Softly Page #3

an article about this, then?

I mean, he's not royal

or anything...

but it's close enough.

We can make some money

out of this, Joanna.

It doesn't work that way.

Yeah, it does.

Everybody's always blabbin'...

about who's stickin' it

into who.

They make plenty.

You have no proof.

This is a question of

"he said, she said."

Jesus, Alice, I can't

believe you did this.

What if she calls

my editor?

I could be fired.

Do you think

that nosy wives...

have immunity

from normal behavior?

I knew the minute

that I called...

that it was a mistake.

Sorry, Alice.

It's OK. I just--

I thought you should know

what I did.

It was really

just innocent curiosity.

It's never innocent.

Curiosity gets people killed.

What would you do

if it was your husband?

I don't have one.

You not only have one...

but one who's wild

about you.

You're right.

I have to trust him.

People have stories.

You and l, everyone.

But I couldn't tell you

one complete story...

about my husband.

Practically everything

I knew about him...

came from a book

or a newspaper...

or shreds of information

dropped by other people.

I couldn't help myself.

I needed to know more.

"Adele Blanchard."

"It's crazy...

"but I want to show

the world my bruises."

"What we're doing

is dangerous...

"but I still can't help

wanting more."

"The only way to end this

is to be brutal.

"We have to stop

what we're doing.

"I've decided to go back

to my husband.

"I'm not strong enough to live

on the edge with you anymore.

"l know you won't fall,

but I will.

"I'm sure of it.

"This tears me apart...

"But I have to go back

to Michael.

"l love you.

"Adele."

I've been thinking about you.

Me, too.

I called the office yesterday

looking for you.

Oh, yeah?

Claudia said

you weren't feeling well.

She thought you might be

at the doctor's.

I, um...

I had an appointment,

but, um...

I never got out

of my meeting.

Where was the meeting?

At the, um, client's hotel.

Which hotel?

The Hilton.

I'm sorry for being nosy.

I just like to picture

what you do during the day.

Where'd you get this?

Deborah gave it to me.

She has good taste.

I got a call about, um...

a weird call

about the article.

There was this woman

named Michelle Stowe.

She sent a fax.

Didn't happen, Alice.

I never raped her.

I shouldn't have...

I've known her

since we were kids.

I think she saw me

as a way out.

If you met her,

you'd understand.

I'm not surprised

she contacted you.

I'm just sorry

you had to hear all that.

Good morning.

Hi there.

Are you ready?

I'll just get my jacket.

I'm sorry to barge in

like that...

but your husband refuses

to understand the fact...

that sponsors need talk shows...

and he would only show up

if I drove.

Why didn't you tell me...

you were gonna be

on a talk show?

It's just

a stupid jazz show.

Directory inquiries.

Yes. Adele Blanchard.

Which city, please?

It's London.

Do you have a listing

for Adele Blanchard...

on Marchmont Road?

One moment.

This train is about to depart.

Please mind the doors.

I'm looking

for Adele Blanchard.

I'm her mother.

Is she home?

You must be one

of her American friends.

We tried to contact everyone.

She's been missing

for eight months.

Missing?

What did you say

your name was?

Joanna.

She never tried

to contact her husband?

Not even a letter

to an old boyfriend...

or something?

Eight months

and not a word.

And this is from a daughter...

who manages to e-mail

her mother from Nepal.

Joanna, promise me you'll never

think the worst about Adele.

It helps a little...

if one tries to be positive.

She was so happy that day.

No jitters, nothing.

Do you know him?

Adam Tallis.

She climbed all over

the world with him.

My son-in-law Michael...

is a trader in Milan.

At first, he never

stood in her way...

when it came to climbing.

Then after two years,

he got fed up.

It was either climbing

or the marriage.

She chose the marriage.

The day before she was

supposed to go back to Milan...

she went out...

and never came back.

I found that

in her bags.

It's probably the last

picture taken of her.

Today I've had two signs

that Adele is close by.

You arrived,

and Adam called.

He wanted to know

if there was anything new...

in the investigation.

Would you like

to stay for dinner?

No, thank you.

I just--I have to get home.

It's really late.

I'm disappointed.

He should be here around 5:00.

You and Adam

would love each other.

Sit, sit.

I'll get it.

Is it all right if

I set it up for next week?

I haven't managed

to get to the bank yet.

Yes, of course.

Mrs. Blanchard.

I'm sorry, I just--

I have to get back.

I don't want

to be late.

I was hoping

you would stay a little.

I'm sorry.

This train is about to depart.

Please mind the doors.

What are you doing?!

What am I doing?

I'm making you mine.

Sometimes I feel

like I don't know you.

Oh, you know me.

You know everything

you need to know.

Look at me.

Open your eyes.

Please.

Open your eyes!

You've been with another man.

No.

What are you doing, then?

What's going on in there?

Why do you keep sneaking around?

Is the suspicion exciting?

Do you need it go get off?

What is it?

I found Adele's letters.

You...

found...

her letters?

Is that how

you tell the story?

What, they were just...

sitting with my keys

on the table...

and you just happened

to notice them?

Look what I just

happened to find!

These and these!

And I found these!

Here, read them!

I have nothing to hide, Alice!

Did you sneak around

behind my back because you...

need it to get

rougher and rougher?

I mean, is that it?

I'm trying

to understand you, Alice.

If you do this,

will I punish you?

Is that what your goal...

Please untie me.

If you trusted me...

you wouldn't be

in this position, Alice.

I just...

I wanted to know more...

about you.

And I wanted

to know your past...

and I wanted to know

your stories.

I just thought

if I knew more...

that I could love you more.

I know the only thing

that matters is us together.

I know that.

Because when

you're not around...

I get lost.

It drives me crazy

to think about losing you.

I'm yours, Alice.

What more do you need to know?

I could break your neck,

I love you so much.

Do you want to stay here?

I mean...

do you like this?

Adam, I have to pee.

My God.

Alice, please,

don't do this! Alice!

Please!

Where are you going?!

Alice, please!

What are you doing?!

And that's when

I came to you.

I want to be clear

with you.

In my experience,

charges of domestic violence...

are usually too little

too late.

I want you to reopen

the Adele Blanchard case.

It's not easy

to reopen a case like this.

Britain is swimming

in missing persons.

He killed her.

Mrs. Tallis, any case...

missing person or murder,

needs evidence.

I have to ask you

what you have.

Adele's letters?

No.

Warning notes?

No.

You have...

two photos.

Proof of nothing.

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