Letty Lynton Page #3

Synopsis: Wealthy socialite Letty Lynton is returning to New York, abandoning one-tine lover Emile Renaul in South America, when she strikes up a shipboard romance with Jerry Darrow. Renault is waiting for her in New York and will not leave her alone, so she poisons him. When detectives take her to the D.A.s office, Jerry cooks up an alibi.
 
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Seven, eight, seven.

Santa Claus is now coming down

my chimney.

There ain't no Santa Clause.

Get out.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Ladies and gentleman.

If you have wondered why you haven't

received any wireless messages today,

it is because we have placed them

on the Christmas tree.

A Merry Christmas.

Don't crowd in. I'll get yours.

Thanks.

Are these all the Ls? Yes, sir.

None for Miss Lynton.

I didn't see any, sir.

Thanks.

Are we a couple of orphans or not?

If ever two people were left out

in the cold, it's you and I.

As a matter of fact, most of the messages

fell off or got knocked off.

So we'll probably get ours

in the morning.

Cheer up.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, Jerry.

I'm sorry, Miss Letty.

What's the matter with you?

I don't know, I'm sure.

Must be just Christmas, I guess.

What's our next stop?

The boat?

Yes, where do we stop next?

Havana.

When?

Tomorrow noon.

I'm getting off.

Oh, no, Miss Letty. You can do as

you like, but I'm getting off.

There's only one thing I like:

To be with you.

I can't wait getting off at Havana.

Going back, Miss Letty?

How do I know?

Oh, Miss Letty...

May I say something?

Yes.

This young man, Darrow...

you love him, don't you?

All right, so what?

Miss Letty...

There's no reason under the sun

he should ever know a thing.

There is nobody but me to tell.

And you know

I'd cut my tongue out for you.

Come in.

They tell me the female likes to be

pursued by the male.

So here I am.

Good night, Miranda.

Sure you're all right, Miss Letty?

Yes, thank you.

Oh, Miranda.

Merry so and so.

Thank you, sir.

And a prosperous New what have you.

You started before the gun.

You're being called back.

Oh, I'll go back in a minute.

Sit down.

What should we talk about?

Rubber smells to high heaven.

So do chemical factories.

There was something I was going to ask you

the first time I caught up with you.

What was it?

Oh, yes, I remember.

Will you marry me?

That was it.

Will you?

The old way comes in pretty handy.

This is so sudden.

I mean it.

Oh, and how.

If we should get off this boat and go

our separate ways

and you weren't going to marry me

and live the rest of your life with me...

I...

I just can't put it into words.

You know, you're funny.

Funny? Hm-hmm.

In the two weeks we've been together

you've never tried to kiss me

or hold my hand

or anything like that.

Is that funny?

Well, it's different.

The first day, the first night...

I said to myself, I think this is it.

The second day I knew it was.

Since then I've had an idea.

Or hope, more than idea.

That you might, you just might,

get to feel the same way about it.

You don't want to get very fresh

with a girl you feel that about, do you?

Like what, Jerry?

What do you mean?

Well, I...

I want to know just how you feel.

Well... it makes you something

sort of special.

Different from anything

that's ever happened to me before.

I don't mean that you're sugar

and going to melt if it rains...

But you might feel the same way about...

an angel.

If one happened along.

In a way...

I mean...

Ask me questions. Maybe I can tell you.

No, I don't need asking questions.

You've already told me.

If you'll take me out of this

swamp of misery

maybe I can tell you...

really how I feel.

How about it?

I haven't been steering my course

towards marriage very much...

Right now, how about it?

Right now...

I'd black your boots for the rest

of my life.

What a girl, what an ocean.

What a boat.

Come here.

Let me hear you say

"I love you".

I do, I do love you.

No, like this:
I love you, I love you.

I love you.

I love you, I love you.

I love you.

Come on. We'll dance until

the sun comes up.

And talk until it goes down again.

Merry Christmas, everybody.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas,

Merry Christmas...

Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas,

Merry Christmas...

Miss Lynton, Mr. Darrow, will you

step this way just a minute, please.

What are your plans, Miss Lynton?

Are you gonna stay home awhile?

Jerry, I don't know what to say.

Just tell them everything's okay with you.

I'm the happiest girl in the world.

Can we get a picture, please?

Step right up on the box, please.

Up here?

Yes, please, right up there.

That's fine.

This way, this way, Miss Lynton.

Please, look this way.

Miss Lynton, this way.

Smile, please.

That's fine. Thanks,

Miss Lynton, very much.

Did you do big game hunting there,

Mr. Darrow?

No. No? No.

Oh, Miranda.

Miranda, my ring.

I must have let it in my room.

I'll get it for you, darling.

Never mind, I'll uh...

I'll meet you among your trunks.

All right, don't take too long.

You didn't leave any ring.

I know, but...

I've just seen Renaul.

You're dreaming.

I wish I were.

How did he get here?

I don't know. He must have flown.

Miranda...

I've got to keep those two

men from meeting. But how?

I don't know.

Let's get out of here.

I wonder what happens to my knees

everytime I see that man.

Why, Emile.

This makes me a little dizzy.

Am I dreaming you?

No, you are not dreaming.

I am very real.

Very.

Yes, I see you are.

Come along. My trunks are over here.

Now tell me all about it.

I was afraid you might forget me

if I gave you the chance.

You didn't happen to fly over my ship,

did you?

I attempted to telephone.

Really I did.

Too bad you didn't.

Oh, here they are.

Foolish child.

You can't keep away from me

anywhere in the world.

I'm afraid you're right.

It isn't any cinch.

You know, I pictured you waiting, absolutely sure

I'd jump off that ship and swim back to you.

Oh, do you mind. All my dutiable things

are in this trunk.

Now, is that all?

Can we go? Okay, Miss Lynton.

Thank you.

Oh, I've got to stay and straighten

all this mess out.

I've also to go way over there

and pay this.

Unless you'd like to.

I'd be delighted, of course.

Where's my bag, Miranda?

Never mind. Where's the place?

This way, sir.

I'm going. I'll see you at the house.

Oh...

Check those two to Grand Central Station

for me, will you?

Yes, sir.

Hello, what kept you?

I've been waiting for hours.

We won't hesitate a minute, then.

Let's go, my feet are frozen.

Hello, Dennis.

The car is right outside, Miss Lynton.

Sure good to see you back.

Thank you, Dennis.

Where is Miss Letty?

What's the matter with you?

Where is she?

Dennis, will you please take Mr. Darrow

to his apartment

and call him later to join me

at dinner tonight.

Are you sure your mother can wait

until evening to meet me?

I think it's better for you if she does.

You're going to tell her you're leaving

for the Adirondacks tonight.

Yes, all that doesn't work

will be over by dinnertime.

I don't want to get off

on the wrong foot.

All right, see you later.

It's gotta be 10 below zero up there,

so you'd better bring your red flannel.

There's some nice long red ones

in my grandmother's trunk in the attic.

I'll get them out.

Hello, David. Miss Letty!

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Marie Belloc Lowndes

Marie Adelaide Elizabeth Rayner Lowndes (née Belloc; 5 August 1868 – 14 November 1947) was a prolific English novelist, and sister of author Hilaire Belloc. Active from 1898 until her death, she had a literary reputation for combining exciting incidents with psychological interest. Three of her works were adapted for the screen: The Lodger (1913 novel; numerous film adaptations), Letty Lynton (1931 novel; 1932 film adaptation), and The Story of Ivy (1927 novel; 1947 film adaptation). Additionally, The Lodger was adapted as a 1940 radio drama and 1960 opera. more…

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