Looking Over: The Edge of Love Page #6

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- No.

Were you sleeping with him?

I love my husband.

I should kill you.

You're my friend.

For lying, I mean.

For lying to me... Vera.

You look smart. Quite your old self.

The walls being made

of wood and asbestos,

the bullets had penetrated through

to the living room,

where I also found

five more empty bullet cases.

- At Captain Killick's bungalow...

- I'm the bard. They've just met him.

Shh.

...a revolver, a grenade, and 100 rounds

of nine-millimetre ammunition.

When he left an area, he used

to dig up the mines he'd laid.

Why don't you take the witness box

and sing Killick's praises to his judgeship?

- Why don't you do that?

- Everybody loves a hero.

Are you telling me Killick didn't know

he had to hand in his weapons?

Captain William Killick is an expert marksman.

If he'd been intent on murder,

he couldn't have failed.

I'd be obliged if you just answer

the questions I ask, Lieutenant Colonel.

Scratch my head, Cat.

Can't.

Is there any reason

why a man of your rank

should strike a woman in the face?

No, sir.

Why did you go

to the Thomas bungalow so late at night?

I have no idea why. They cut me dead.

I suppose they didn't want to see

the goose that laid the golden egg.

I thought I'd show them that war is real.

I could see there was no one in my line of fire,

so I fired at a partition.

I never imagined the bullets

would penetrate the wall.

- The walls were asbestos, Captain Killick.

- I didn't know that.

I wanted to frighten them, that's all.

There was a child present.

Is... is that a question, sir?

I can't live without him.

Did you know the entire unit

were killed when they went back out there?

Wiped out. That would have been him.

I'm begging you to help him.

It saved his life, this trial.

Did him a favour.

Dylan... please.

You were the star in my sky.

- You can't stay the same all your life.

- I can.

You'll help him, won't you?

It means that much to you?

William's my world.

Him and Rowatt.

I've no room for anyone else.

I don't want... anyone else.

I see.

I do, I see.

Mr Thomas?

Captain Killick and I were...

no more than acquaintances.

We would occasionally stand

next to each other at the bar.

Captain Killick was stone-cold sober

on the night of the shooting

and it is my firm belief that he tried to kill me,

that he tried to kill my wife,

and that he tried to kill my son.

Why?

You.

Leave Caitlin.

Go on. Leave Caitlin.

You've got rid of the opposition.

Now you come on.

Leave your wife and live with me.

Do you see?

You want a 15-year-old girl back on the beach.

Not me.

You don't even see me, do you?

Dylan!

All you've got is stories in your head. Words.

And I have to be real.

William... makes me real.

If you have sent

my beloved husband to jail...

I will never forgive you.

It is my opinion that it is not

an innocent hand that wields a gun

against a civilian household.

It is, however, your peers who judge you,

Captain Killick, and not I.

They have found that there is no evidence

to support the charge of attempted murder.

I have, therefore, no choice

but to pronounce you free to go.

There's that smile.

I never meant to hurt you.

Might as well, I suppose.

Smile, I mean.

Write, Catty.

- I'll leave that to Dylan.

- Write to me.

Don't be lonely.

Don't you, Catty.

Don't you.

Not for the proud man apart

From the raging moon I write

On these spindrift pages

Nor for the towering dead

With their nightingales and psalms

But for the lovers, their arms

Round the griefs of the ages

# Was it a marriage made in heaven?

# Was it a gift from God above?

# Do you believe the things you told me?

# Or was it simply careless love?

# You told me once when we were dreaming

# Through life together we would walk

# Those words of love seemed set in starlight

# But now it seems like careless talk

# All your lies are jolly melancholy

# Your eyes were always slightly sad

# But now you're always saying sorry

# We've lost the good times that we had

# Over all this careless talk of love

# This careless talk

# Over all this careless talk

# This careless

# Talk

# The four of us, oh, yes, alone again

# Our curtains drawn into the setting sun

# Beautiful children that pretend to play

# Pretending it's such fun

# Playing with fire with you and with life

# Only good men dying young

# Soldiers and sailors and planes up above

# All careless talk and careless love

# You called it love, I called it lies

# You stole my dreams but no one ever cries

# Oh- ho-ho! #

# Playing with fire with you and with life

# Only good men dying young

# Soldiers and sailors and planes up above

# All careless talk and careless love

# You called it love, I called it lies

# You stole my dreams but no one ever cries

# Just dies,

just dies

# Just dies #

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