Lady on a Train Page #7
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- 1945
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they'll never see you.
I'll use the old Haskell
"T" formation.
Grab it, Ted!
Now, gentlemen,
you're just wasting your time.
Miss Collins refuses...
Big smile, Mr. Haskell!
Big smile!
No! No pictures!
Now look, Mr. Haskell.
We gotta have a statement.
Thank you, Miss Collins.
of the year!
Gentlemen, no!
You, in the gray coat!
Put that camera away.
I must insist on no publicity,
or H.G. Would be horrified.
You in the gray camera,
put that coat away.
[Indistinct Shouting]
Miss Collins.!
Thank you.
Gentlemen, I must insist
upon the return of those
exposed negatives immediately.
Come. Thank you.
And you...
[Indistinct Chatter]
Oh.
How would you like to get
outta here, Miss Collins?
I'd love to,
but l...
I've already
bailed you out.
with the family last night.
They'd like to
see you right away,
that is, if you'd like
to see the family.
Let's go.
[Haskell,
Reporters Talking]
[Haskell] Good-bye.
[Reporter] Thank you
very much, Mr. Haskell.
Officer,
where's Miss Collins?
Why, she's gone.
Gone? I came
to bail her out.
She's been bailed out.
That's impossible!
Miss Collins! Come back
to jail immediately!
Hey, Jim, come in here.
Uh, I'd like to post bail
for Miss Nicki Collins.
Brother,
so would everybody
in New York.
She was
just bailed out.
Really? By whom?
Waring.
Arnold Waring.
Arnold?
Anything wrong?
I hope not.
May I ask you a question,
Miss Collins?
Of course.
How did you find out that
my late lamented uncle
was... murdered?
You know that?
Oh, yes.
That's what l... the family...
want to talk to you about.
Read all about it.!
Read all about
the big nightclub murder!
Margo.
Didn't you know?
She was found strangled
in her apartment.
You didn't answer me.
How did you find out that
my uncle was murdered?
I, um, I saw it.
You saw it?
Well. We'll be
at the office
in a few minutes.
It's closed.
There's no one here.
That's funny.
I know.
Let's drive around
through the alley.
By the way,
Miss Collins,
did you see who
killed my uncle?
Not his face.
It was dark,
and he was turned away.
But I think it was
a younger...
You were about
to say something.
No, I wasn't.
You were about to say you
thought it was a younger man,
and you stopped talking because
it suddenly occurred to you...
that I might be
that younger man.
- Yes.
- Who told you
I hated my uncle?
No one.
Oh.
Well, I did
hate him.
But so did Jonathan
and Wiggam,
and especially Saunders.
[Arnold]
You know, Saunders
had the most to gain.
You see,
he was in...
Hey!
Come back here.
Oh, come now.
Let's not play games.
Miss Collins!
You little fool!
I just want
to talk to you!
Don't run away.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
Miss Collins.
Don't go out there.
It's your brother.
He's upstairs.
He did it.
He killed your uncle.
He'll kill me!
Not if you keep quiet.
Come with me.
[Door Slamming Shut,
Elevator Humming]
Quick, we can
make it.
Miss Collins?
Miss Collins!
[Elevator Humming]
[Sighing]
He's gone.
Yes, but he's still in the building,
so maybe we oughta...
Why, that's strange.
You know, in a room
something like this one...
[Train Bell Ringing]
In a room something
like this one, I saw
your uncle murdered.
Exactly like this one.
Then... you're...
Yes, Miss Collins.
The same man you saw
doing this...
once before.
Now, no one on that train
can see your silhouette.
In a moment, the train
will have moved on.
But...
But the police.
What about
the police?
They're bound to investigate.
They'll find out
you killed your uncle.
Why should I have
killed my uncle?
For his money.
Margo got his money.
They'll find out
you were Margo's boss.
Saunders was
Margo's boss.
They'll find out
you were Saunders's boss.
Not from Saunders
they won't.
- You'll never get away with it.
- But I will get away with it!
You... You will?
In a little while,
I'm sending
for the police.
You see, they already know
And when they arrive,
they'll find...
the victim of a rather
affectionate maniac.
My brother Arnold.
And Arnold destroyed
by his own brother,
the protector
of the Waring honor,
myself.
But they'll know
you killed him.
Of course.
But they'll find this
in Arnold's hand,
and they'll thank me
for killing him.
I wouldn't try
to run away, Miss Collins.
UncleJosiah, Saunders,
Margo, Arnold,
and you.
Then I'll have to start
on the other hand.
- With Aunt Charlotte?
- Oh, no.
I like Aunt Charlotte,
and she likes me.
I've always been
her favorite nephew.
And she's been more
than an aunt to me.
Even when I was
a little boy,
every night
she used to...
[Train Wheels Squealing]
The train's pulling away.
You know, it's too bad
you don't like me.
Oh, but l...
B-But I do like you.
You... You remember,
we, we danced together.
Yes, I remember.
Ah-ah!
Come here,
Miss Collins.
[Door Opening]
[Chuckles]
I'm sorry.
That's a closet,
Miss Collins.
Yes, I remember
dancing with you.
And I remember thinking
how lovely you looked,
and how someday
you and I...
would be
in this room, alone.
You see.
[Glass Rattling]
Don't worry,
Mr. Waring.
I'm not.
Now.
[Arnold]
like this would happen.
You see,
This will be
a very great pleasure.
[Jonathan]
Arnold, you mustn't.
I'm your brother.
Here. Keep him covered.
It's all right, darling.
You're safe now.
Turn around.
You heard him.
Turn around!
He's talking
to you.
Oh.
Then he's...
Uh-huh.
Oh.
You'd better have
another chapter, Mr. Morgan.
I don't like
sad endings.
Wait.
Mr. Waring.
What would you say
if I told you that I
didn't come here alone?
I'd say you had
a wonderful imagination.
What would you say
if I told you...
that I was followed here
by the police?
I'd say you were
a detective-story writer.
What would you say
if I told you that...
now, at this minute,
stand outside that door?
[Laughs]
I'd say, "Come in, gentlemen."
[Footfalls]
Darling.
[Thud]
[Nicki Gasps]
Oh.!
Oh, get some water,
please.
Oh, darling,
you're wonderful.
[Groaning]
['Here Comes The Bride'
On Soundtrack]
[Buzzer]
Come in.
Would you folks like
your berths made up now?
Come back later, please.
[Porter]
Yes, ma'am.
Do you know what, darling?
What?
This is
your finest book.
Oh.
- The man
with the green hat did it.
- Of course. That's why he...
Oh, Wayne. Now you've
I could've looked in the back if
I wanted to peek. Why did you...
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