Match Point Page #9

That would be revenge for you against

the whole Hewett family, wouldn't it?

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

My theory is you want me to tell Chloe

so you don't have to do it yourself.

My God, it seems like you've

had this whole thing checked out

- by some psychiatrist.

- I wish.

I wish had someone to confide in,

but it's all so damn secretive.

Look, Chris,

if I don't do something about this,

we're gonna grow apart.

I'm having your child!

I'm telling her tomorrow, Nola.

What more do you want me to do?

What more? Tell her now!

Tell her tonight!

I can't, not before she goes to sleep.

It wouldn't be the right time.

Nola, tomorrow is fine.

- What time will you get back from work?

- Same time I always get off, 6:30.

So you'll be home by a quarter to seven?

Yeah. Chris, you make me say

these things. I hate myself for them.

- I just want us to be together.

- We will be.

You were very nervy

all through the ballet.

Did you hate it?

- No, I'm just out of sorts.

- Yeah.

I thought you were gonna pass out.

Low blood sugar. I'll be better soon.

I still can't do it with you tonight.

I'm not over my little dose of whatever.

Did the cleaner put one of my

tennis shirts in with your gear?

No. What are you doing?

Really? Just let me have a quick look.

- I can't find it anywhere.

- No. Look, I'll check, I'll check.

- I've got everything arranged in there.

- OK. I wasn't gonna disturb anything.

'Cause I don't know

where else it can be.

She's always bloody

mixing my stuff in with yours.

Is this it?

See, I knew it!

She always bloody does that.

I've got to have words

with her about it.

It's really...

What did you just put in your pocket?

- Oh, it's just my pill box.

- What do you mean a pill box?

A pill box. You know

what a pill box looks like.

Let me have a look at it.

What pills are you taking?

No, they're just my pills. I need them.

No, no, no, it's for stress,

'cause you stress me so much.

- Guess what?

- What?

I got tickets for the theater

for tomorrow night.

You haven't. That's not like you.

- What for?

- The Woman in White.

- I heard it's great.

- I thought you hated musicals.

No, that's not so.

- And anyway, you love his music.

- Well, that's great.

I'll have to meet you

outside the theater,

'cause I'll be coming

straight from the gallery.

Why don't you take the chauffeur?

I'll grab a taxi, and with any luck

I can get an hour of tennis in.

You're so sweet.

You knew how much

I wanted to see that.

All right, come to bed,

because you're tired, my darling.

OK, I will.

- Hello?

- Hello, Nola?

When you get off work today,

come right home.

I have some good news.

Everything's taken care of,

but I'm reluctant to talk on the phone.

You've got to meet me

right after work.

We have... plans to make.

OK. I'll cancel my agent appointment.

It's good. This is good.

I'll see you soon. Bye.

- Was it him?

- Yeah.

So, you'll have to be prepared

to cash flow the first six months.

Is that right, Chris? A half year?

Yes.

A half year should do it, maybe less.

Good. Jolly good.

Well, see you next time.

Good.

Sayonara indeed. I thought you

showed some interesting ideas there

for developing their capacity.

- I'm excited about this venture, Rod.

- Good, good.

- Playing a little tennis later?

- Yes.

Amazing energy. Love it. Envy it.

- Yes?

- Hello. I'm Chris.

I'm a friend of Nola's,

your neighbor from next door.

We met here last...

I'm sorry, I don't let anybody in.

But... but, do you not remember?

We met...

She asked you something

about your trouble with your mice,

and you mentioned

something about peanut butter.

- Oh, yes. Yes.

- Yes.

I'm Chris Wilton, the tennis instructor.

Well, what's the trouble?

No trouble at all really, and I...

I don't mean to disturb you.

I was wondering if I could...

could look at your TV reception.

- We seem to have trouble next door.

- Oh, with the TV?

Yes.

We're getting some interference,

and it's Nola's favorite TV night.

So I don't know if it's the

aerial on the roof or if it's us.

- It's in there.

- Thank... thank you.

I have to take my medicine.

There was no trouble before.

I had it on and it was fine.

Didn't you say your name was Harris?

Mrs. Eastby?

It's lan.

Mrs. Eastby?

Mrs. Eastby? It's lan.

I'm going down the corner shop.

Can I get you anything?

Mrs. Eastby, are you all right?

- Hi, princess.

- Hi.

D'you ever get that

portable CD player we talked about?

Yes, I did.

Thank you so much for helping me.

Excellent.

- See you later. Bye-bye.

- OK. Bye.

Nola.

Excuse me.

Hello.

Where are you?

I'm almost there. I'll be two minutes.

- Good evening.

- Hello.

- How much?

- That's two pounds, please.

Two pounds.

- Two pounds. My tickets?

- Yes. Thank you.

It's a terrible mess in there, sir.

Well, I think it's pretty obvious

what's happened here.

Someone's robbed

and killed the old lady.

As he, or they, were running out

they've run into the Rice woman

coming in, so they've shot her too.

Either out of panic,

or because they saw a chance

to make an additional score.

Poor unsuspecting soul

came home at the wrong moment.

He's cleared out the house

of all prescription drugs, sir.

Oh, no, it's definitely

a drugs-related robbery.

He might have known there

was an old lady living in flat 8.

Probably cased her.

Was surprised by running

into the other woman.

She picked the wrong time to come home.

Some people just don't have any luck.

Yeah, I just spoke to her.

This is unbelievable.

Half an hour ago I came down the stairs,

knocked on Mrs. Eastby's door

'cause I couldn't...

Do you need anything from the car?

Yeah. You can tell the

exhibits officer to get a move on,

- 'cause this is getting ridiculous.

- Yeah, this is quite important.

She usually bakes today, and

I thought maybe she'd run out of stuff.

So I asked her if she

needed anything, and then

- So, half an hour ago? Spoke to her?

- She didn't answer.

- Yeah, half an hour ago. Yeah.

- So whoever it was, was still in there.

That's terrifying. I can't believe that.

- So someone was in there?

- And you spoke to Nola Rice,

- and did she say anything?

- Sorry to interrupt.

Could we send the

photographers in now, please?

No, hang on. If you just wait.

We've just got to get the

exhibit officer in there first.

Chris, Chris, can you

liaise with this man here?

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Just catch him there.

Well, I ran...

Yeah, I bumped into Nola right here...

Scenes of Crime will be

on their way very shortly, all right?

- Yeah...

- Yeah, I spoke...

I bumped into her here.

We talked and we chatted.

I recommended a piece

of music equipment.

- She'd bought it. Yeah, and...

- Music equipment? What was that?

Nothing. It was a portable CD player

which reads MP3s, CD rewrites...

It's drugs, guv.

Someone after money for some drugs.

Well, Mrs. Eastby wasn't wealthy.

- They don't care.

- Drugs?

Yeah, definitely drugs.

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