Lady on a Train Page #5

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I wouldn't

say a word

If I were askin'

for the world

But what's

a little kiss

Between a fella

and his girl

Oh, gimme

a little kiss

Will ya, huh

And I'll give it

right back

To you

Now, Miss Martin, if you're

going to play games

with the customers,

remember, I sent you

the flowers.

[Chuckles]

Sit down. I feel

kind of Ionely here.

So I say, "Miss Martin,

Aunt Charlotte is here

to apologize." Is that it?

"Aunt Charlotte is here

to explain." I'll not

apologize to that woman.

Well, then, what

are we here for?

I'll not apologize.

Well, then I'll say,

"Miss Martin,

Aunt Charlotte is here

because she thinks she

acted a bit hastily."

That's better.

Aunt Charlotte.

Haven't you

forgotten something?

Hmm.

Thanks.

Uh, Mr. Wiggam.

Will it be all right

if I take in a movie

for about an hour?

Why, certainly.

Thank you, sir.

But, darling,

I assure you,

I can explain!

I know. You never saw her

before in your life!

Oh, Joyce, please!

Taxi!

Please let me explain.

Whatsa matter?

You blind?

Oh, all right,

explain.

I'm sorry, but there's

nothing to explain.

Oh!

Your taxi, madame.

Oh, you men!

Hello, Danny.

Merry Christmas.

[Danny] A couple

of sandwiches on rye

and a cup of coffee.

I'll be down after

I've seen the boss.

Right, Danny.

[Margo]

I didn't want to get in

on this in the first place.!

It was your idea.

Everything was your idea.!

Sure. 'Don't worry.

Everything's going

to be all right. '

That's fine for you to say.

[Saunders] You'll do

as you're told.

But I tell you,

he's outside.

I'm not going to.

I don't want

any part of it!

[Danny]

Hey, boss.

[Sobbing]

Okay.

If you get scared,

lock yourself up again.

Well? Have you

got them? Good.

And whenever he was in town,

your uncle would always take me

to that little Italian place.

You know how he was

about spaghetti.

But he

hated spaghetti.

Oh, well, uh...

He'd be furious

after we got there.

Miss Martin.

As a matter of fact, he...

You're wanted

in your dressing room.

Excuse me.

Say, wait a minute.

Keep moving, sister.

You know

I'm not Margo.

Tell it to the manager.

Uh-oh.

[Clears Throat]

Good evening,

Miss Collins.

Sit down.

Go on. Sit down!

Since you've started

meddling you've found out

quite a lot.

You know that

Josiah Waring's death

was no accident, eh?

You know he was murdered.

You're a very clever

young woman.

But you should be

more careful.

If you were to meet

with an accident, no one...

I'm not afraid of you,

Mr. Saunders,

and do you know why...

Why I'm not

afraid of you?

No, Miss Collins,

why?

Because right now,

at this very minute,

a pair of slippers are

on their way to the police.

A pair of bloodstained slippers

which will proveJosiah Waring

was murdered.

You seem frightened,

Mr. Saunders.

You're saying to yourself,

"The jig is up!

I've got to get away!"

You're right.

There's only one thing

for you to do.

Give yourself up.

Tell everything.

[Chuckles]

Or else...

make a run for it.

No, you don't.

I'll take that coat.

[Nicki]

The slippers.!

This way,

Mr. Morgan!

We can get out

through here.

I'm a little

mixed up.

What about?

Aren't you

on their side?

I'm on your side.

But you're Margo.

No. I just took her place.

You took my place,

and you can keep it.

And good luck.

Oh!

That's Margo.

I knew you'd understand.

These slippers

are the only proof that

Josiah Waring was murdered.

I'm going to take them

to the police.

Oh, I hope I haven't

caused you too much trouble.

Miss Collins, we first met at

10:
00 this morning, didn't we?

Yes.

Since that time,

you've had me thrown out

of a newsreel theater,

chasing around Manhattan

in my pajamas

on Christmas eve,

conked on the head

by a total stranger,

robbed of

my favorite overcoat,

and my fiance, whom I've

begged to forgive me...

twice a day

for the last three years,

will undoubtedly never...

let me beg her

to forgive me again.

But the evening's young.

You probably haven't

even got rolling yet.

So I think

I'll stick around.

That's very sweet of you,

but I can handle this alone.

Everything's

all right now.

I'll take those slippers.

Oh, no, you don't!

Stick 'em up.

That's a pipe.

Psst! Psst!

Miss Martin!

Come here.

I can't.

I have to go.

Hello. I've been looking

all over for you.

Oh, hello.

I wanted to find you

before you joined the clan.

Oh...

Mmm. I always thought

a circus was kid stuff.

[Chuckles]

But I really...

Shall we take the shortcut?

Miss Martin, Aunt Charlotte

is here tonight to apologize.

She feels she acted a bit,

uh, a bit absentmindedly.

"Absentmindedly"?

Yes.

She forgot that you'd

been left all the money.

Now, Arnold has

an excellent memory.

He didn't forget.

Oh. Oh, oh. I see.

And, uh, are you

after my money too?

After you,

I'm after your money.

Dancing!

You wouldn't think his uncle

had just passed away.

Another martini,

please.

And put

a black olive in it.

Yes, sir.

You know, Aunt Charlotte

doesn't like this.

I don't like

Aunt Charlotte.

Not liking Aunt Charlotte

could become a national pastime.

But I think

we'd better face it.

I don't like it.

That guy really

worked on me.

Danny,

come here.

Look where she is.

Gee.

Right under his nose.

Lucky we got

the slippers.

We haven't.

Where are they?

Right under

his nose.

What Aunt Charlotte

really means...

Never mind!

You see,

since the Long Island

estate has been ours...

At least sentimentally...

Of course, legally,

we could contest.

Mr. Wiggam, it is not

our wish to go to court.

No, we might lose.

Please!

Uh, you see, we,

we thought...

That is, we felt that,

under the circumstances,

you might allow it

to remain in the family.

Someone wishes

to speak with you.

Excuse me, please.

Hello.

Miss Collins,

this is Wayne Morgan.

I'm calling from the phone booth

near the bandstand.

Can you see me?

- Oh, yes, I can see...

- Shh! Be careful.

I'm... I'm your girlfriend.

Oh. Oh, yes.

Oh, uh, hello, Emily.

Now, listen.

Don't let anyone at your table

see those slippers. Anyone!

But... But, Emily...

But, Emily, l...

Don't talk. The murderer

is one of the men at your table.

At my table?

Oh...

Uh, oh, uh...

Oh, no, Myrtle.

Emily.

Emily. Uh...

Uh, no, Emily.

You, um, you didn't

leave your purse

at my table.

I've got to see you.

Don't worry about the chauffeur.

I knocked him out

and took his revolver.

Hello? Hello?

Hello?

Take him downstairs.

Dave.

Okay.

Oh, well, l...

I think I'd better...

Really, Miss Martin,

if the Willows were allowed

to remain in the family,

we should all

be deeply grateful.

Oh, you can

keep the house.

Psst.!

Better get back, Margo.

It's time for your next number.

Oh, uh, I'm afraid

that l...

Miss Martin,

you're very generous.

You've no idea

what this means.

Oh, well, that's all right.

If there's anything else you

want, why, you just ask for it.

You don't have

to thank me.

Well, see you later.

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