Kiss Me Goodbye Page #7

approach.

I don't like the sound of your

voice at all, Rupert.

Emily, by the time we get back to

New York, this whole thing is...

...gonna be straightened out.

Will you believe me?

Look, just promise me you won't

do anything rash.

I'm not gonna do anything rash.

Goodbye.

- Nightcap, sweetie?

- Love it.

- Oh, my God! It can't be!

- What?

- Oh, my God!

- What's the matter?

- I don't believe it.

- Are you all right, Dr. Baines?

- Rupert, what's the matter?

- It's Monica.

- Monica? Monica who?

- She's there.

- Where?

- In that chair.

- What chair?

- What are you talking about?

Right there. Right in front of you.

Can't you see her?

- Kay, can you see her?

- No.

- Surely, you can see her.

- Think I just can figure out.

- Wait! But you can't see her.

- I can't?

No. I just remembered.

- She's dead.

- Who's dead?

She is.

Monica?

Is there somebody there?

- I don't. I don't see anybody.

- Who doesn't see anybody?

Who doesn't see anybody?

- He can't see her, Rupert.

- But I don't see "him".

- Kay, she's there. It's Monica.

- Monica who?

Darling, I think he's trying to

make a point.

Kay, she was the first woman I

ever loved.

My first love.

And, she died.

- I think I'm gonna cry.

- Just keep quiet.

We were in love. Engaged.

Well, why is it that you never told

me about here before?

But I didn't want to make you

feel jealous, darling.

- What?

- What?

- She tried to talk to me.

- What's she saying?

Wait. It's fainting. Monica

don't fade. Talk to me.

She's not going to fade because

there was never anyone there.

Honey, please don't stop him.

I' getting to like this.

You're the only person who can

have ghosts, right?

No, I'm not the only person whp

can have ghosts.

But I happen to know for a fact

there is no ghost there.

- Wait, I think I hear her.

- This, this one is great.

How do you know there's

no ghost there?

Because Jolly can't see her.

- Honey you're on.

- Who's Jolly?

- Her dead husband.

- Really?

- I think they are on drugs.

- It's like a Bronte novel.

It's like a comic strip.

- Don't fade Monica.

- Monica, my a.

- Don't talk about her like that.

- Stay out of this, dear.

Yeah listen to your husband,

sweetheart.

And you! Quit that laughing!

That's all you do is laugh.

I think some nice hot tea would be

appropriate right now.

Yes, lovely. Lovely.

I can see right through you

buster...

...and don't you think

that I can't!

You just make her up because you

think you can fool me.

You're not making him up,

is that it?

- No, I'm not!

- No, she's not!

Darling, I think it's simple. I'm

a threat to his ego.

It's simple.

He's a threat to your ego.

Ego? Wait, wait. I had

one of those.

That was of course, that was

before I fell in love with yo...

Rupert!

Rupert!

I can't take any more of this.

- How did you take it this long?

- I think you should believe him.

- Stay out of their business!

This might happen to us, honey.

You'll be dead someday.

I don't want to talk about

my death on our honeymoon!

You see how silly all this is Kay?

- It's not silly.

- It's absurd.

- Even he admits that.

- Shut up. You're so slinical.

- What did you say to me?

- She said shut up.

You never did believe me did you?

This whole day, this whole trip

it was just one big joke.

- No joke, no.

- Humor the lady. That's the idea.

- Keep you sane in the process.

- Wait! Wait!

I think I hear Monica.

- There's no Monica, dumb btch!

- He called me a dumb btch!

You're a dumb btch!

If I let you out alone like this,

they're gonna lock you up.

- Piss off, you pompous a!

- What did you call me?

You heard me! Piss off,

you pompous a!

- What did you call me?

- You heard me.

- Pompous a, I believe.

- Some nice hot tea for everyone.

- Shove your nice hot tea!

- I beg your pardon?

Honey, I think I'd love

some hot tea.

- Well, you can't have any!

- I can't?

If you really love me the way you

say you do, you'd try to...

...understand what I'm going

through, instead of...

...trying to make fun of me.

But Kay, wait, No.

I'm trying to help yo...

I'm trying to make you understand

that your husband is dead and gone.

He's beginning to bore me.

I'm trying to make you understand

that you're trying to...

...find some way of avoiding to

make a commitment to me...

...by using some damn corpse.

Now he's beginning to annoy me!

Now you're starting

to annoy Jolly again.

- Denise del Florio.

- What about her?

- Just say it.

- Denise del Florio.

Oh, don't bring up Denise

del Florio again please.

- He did not sleep with her.

- You did not sleep with her.

- Oh, I didn't?

- He was watching Guy Lombardo.

You were watching Guy Lombardo.

Guy Lombardo. I know him.

I know Guy Lombardo.

However, he found his father

in bed with her.

However, you found your father

in bed with-

He did?

You did?

Your father was in bed

with Guy Lombardo?

I never told anyone about that.

Oh, it won't get past that door,

I promise.

Oh Rupert, is it true?

Well, it's true but I never told

anyone.

That's the most traumatic

moment of my life.

Oh, yeah?

Well you eat like a dmned horse.

- Your feet smell!

- My feet do not smell.

Do my feet smell?

- It's true.

- Well, scrw you too fella.

- Jolly's here.

Well, congratulations,

Rupert, old boy.

Don't give us any more

of that crap Mister.

Oh, did anybody ever told you,

you have a mouth like a sewer?

- I'll give you a sewer.

- I'm going back to New York.

Good.

- I'm gonna take the car.

- Fine.

- You can take a taxi.

- I'm going with her.

You can take a taxi with him.

- From Connecticut?

You're so cheap.

- Honey, I'm going with you.

- Oh, no, you're not.

- You're leaving me with him?

- I don't wanna be with you either.

I don't wanna be with any men.

- Rigt on sister!

- You know, this is ridiculous.

- You're ridiculous!

- I can't believe it is happening.

- It's happening.

This is ridiculous!

She was telling the truth!

Jolly's been here all along.

Oh, my God.

One please.

With everything?

- Want a hot dog?

- No, no thanks.

Do you think it could be

the devil?

Now you're opening a whole new

ball of wax here.

I mean that's very

dangerous stuff.

Well, the only reason I ask is

because you were a priest before.

I mean is it possible that

it's the devil?

That's a whole world I don't know

if I want to get into.

You... You must think I'm crazy.

Right?

Not crazy. You're just too

inquisitive about this.

This is private stuff.

- You do believe me then?

- I don't know Dr. Baines.

- Rupert.

- Rupert. It does exist.

It's called by, by many

different names.

Bartender another one of these.

- Let me pay for that.

- Make it double.

They call it Lucifer.

They call it Evil.

The Demon. El Diablo.

- Jolly?

- What?

That's what this spirit is

called. Jolly.

The demon is called Jolly?

Can you handle it?

- I don't know Dr. Baines.

See, my powers... My touch...

Technically...

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