Living on Velvet Page #6

But before I go, there is

something I want to say to you.

Yes?

I will ..

I'll try to be simple

and straightforward.

Terry .. this attitude of

yours towards life.

This contempt that you have

for people and the world.

All this dashing around of

yours. All the flying about.

The unhappiness. The unrest.

Can mean just one thing.

There is a void in your life, Terry.

A distinct and terrible void.

I thought when I married you,

that I could fill that void.

I thought that I could take what

was wrong with you and right it.

But I haven't. Oh, understand me.

You haven't failed as a husband, Terry.

It is I who has failed. I haven't

cured you of your troubles.

I haven't righted what

was wrong with you.

Why, I haven't even made you happy.

Really.

I failed as your wife.

You asked me so many times to leave.

Well, now I'm obeying you.

That certainly is beautiful talk, Amy.

It just isn't logical, that's all.

Now I .. I've changed my mind.

I want you to stay.

Don't Terry .. please.

Don't talk.

Don't touch me.

Amy.

Shall I take you to the station, Amy?

No thanks.

I've ordered a taxi.

There is one thing I would like to say.

I love you, Amy.

I don't think you're a failure.

Really, I don't.

I've tried, Terry.

But I just don't seem able to help you.

Perhaps without me ..

Well, don't you see?

It all sounds so absurd but ..

I love you too, Terry.

That's why I'm going.

Did you ring for a cab?

Yes, ma'am.

Bobby Trent was very

funny tonight, I thought.

But you, Amy.

You were positively

the life of the party.

Was I? How awful.

Amy, why don't you and aunt Martha take

a run up to the Adirondacks, or Maine.

Bar Harbor is nice this time of year.

I'd love to, Walter.

But I'm afraid I can't.

Well .. you must be tired.

Shall I run along?

Well, I'm not a bit tired.

But maybe you'd better go, Walter.

Of course.

Goodnight, Amy,

Goodnight, Walter.

"Oh, but that's the ideal time to leave

any party .. in the beginning."

"I like the sound of your voice."

"I'd like to hear more of it."

"Won't you say something nice and long?"

"I'd like to present an old friend

of mine. General Sherman."

"And here is Terence C. Parker.

The "C" stands for Clarence."

"I saw some sardines once.

In blue cans and red cans."

"What colour would you like?"

"I shall always be on the wrong

side of the road. Outside looking in."

"I haven't changed, have I?"

"There is one thing I would like to say."

"I love you, Amy."

"I don't think you're a failure."

"Really, I don't."

I seem to be in the unfortunate position

with you two of "perennial persuader".

A professional fixer.

But I do think you'd better go back

to him .. he's pretty miserable.

So am I .. but I'm not going back.

Oh, I want him.

I want him so very much.

Every human instinct in me cries

out to go running back to him.

I need him, Walter.

But I mustn't think of that.

I've got to think of his needs.

I'm just not made for him, that's all.

Walter.

It was very kind of you

to give Terry that $8,000.

Give?

Yes.

I've been asking people

about Overland Express.

They say it is even more

worthless than ever.

It isn't even listed on the Bourse?

It was very kind of you, Walter.

But it wasn't very nice.

Hello.

Goodbye, Amy.

Goodbye, Walter.

Don't feel badly.

You're such a grand person.

Goodbye.

Will you tell Mr Parker please, that I'm

leaving my car for him. Yes, sir

What do I have to do to get you back?

I don't know, Terry.

One day you'll come to me and ..

Something in the way you stand,

Something in the way you speak.

Just, something about you.

Oh, it won't be anything you've done.

It won't be any visible or tangible

sign that you are different.

It will just be that "something".

And I'll know that you've done, what ..

What I've tried to do and ..

Failed to help you at it.

I'll know that you are no longer

running along a ragged precipice.

On that day.

You won't have to ask me to come back.

I'll come running.

Begging you to take me back.

But you never could like me the way I am?

Oh, I like you.

I love you .. so much it ..

But I can't be on the outside any longer.

Watching you jump about in this,

this cage you've built for yourself.

I won't.

I won't be a nursemaid

to your stupid delusions.

And I won't pet and coddle you.

Oh, don't you understand, dearest?

I want to get inside of you.

Inside of your heart and your brain.

I want you, Terry.

Can't you see?

I want you.

Then I'll never have you back.

You see.

There is no use my taking

up any more of your ..

Your life.

Yes, Mrs Parker. Here he is now.

A request. Mrs Parker wishes

you to return to her apartment.

Give Mrs Parker my profoundest love.

Ah, Mr Parker. Mr Pritcham

left his car for you.

Thanks.

Yes?

Well, let me speak to him.

Terry .. Terry!

Amy, darling .. what is it?

There, dear. There .. don't ..

Was I really as funny as all that?

You weren't funny at all.

I just want to laugh.

Well, come on, let's go to the

Gordon's. I want an early start.

I can't afford to lose one

precious moment, you know.

I'm living on velvet now.

Fashion velvet.

Amy Parker favours velvet this season.

You're wanted on the phone, sir.

We'll drive up in the morning.

No, no. I never want to set foot in a

car again. We'll fly up in the morning.

Alright with me. We'll charter a plane.

Everybody's invited.

That's right.

Yes? Yes, Lawton?

Your car has been in an

accident, Mr Pritcham.

Just a few moments ago.

The other side of Queensboro Bridge.

A little amusement park.

What? How badly?

Thank you, Lawton.

Amy .. may I speak to you a moment?

Excuse me, will you?

Surely.

You and I are going some place

and we've got to go right away.

Something has happened to Terry?

Hurt bad?

I don't know. He's all there, anyway.

That's a miracle.

Eighty miles an hour on this curve.

What's all the tip-toeing about?

What's all the whispering for?

They think I'm going to die, do they?

I'll die when I get good and ready.

Not a minute before.

Nobody is going to tell me how to die.

And when I do ..

I'll be in the air.

Terry.

Terry, listen to me.

I love you .. I want you.

I'll be what you want me to be.

I'll do what you want me to do.

You mustn't die, Terry.

Don't worry about me.

I'm not going to die yet.

And when I do.

It won't be on the filthy ground.

Everything seems different.

Even the General.

Does he?

Amy.

There is something I've

been saving to tell you.

At this moment.

Yes, Terry?

You've been a grand nurse.

And certainly a grand companion.

But ..

The job is over.

You're free, Amy.

But I don't want to be free.

Freedom is overrated.

You mean that, darling?

Do you?

Yes, Terry.

As I lay on the ground that

night, looking up at you.

I realized that I wanted

you more than anything else.

As you lay on the ground

that night, Terry.

I told you that I loved you.

More than anything else.

I said it then, and I say it now.

Do whatever you like,

be whatever you want.

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