Midnight Mary Page #5

Mary.

Oh. The sucker himself.

Yes, I was a sucker

to let you get away from me...

...but not this time.

Glutton for punishment, eh?

You fooled me once, never again.

Who is that guy? I've seen him before.

I know, sure. I know.

Well, who is it? Spit it out.

That night at the Club Imperial.

That guy, you remember?

You mean, that...?

You consoled yourself. You married.

Barbara and I had been engaged

since we were children.

We drifted into marriage.

- We're waiting for you.

- I'll be along in a minute.

Don't give me that.

- Beat it, you.

- I said I'd be along in a minute.

Yeah? Well, you're coming now.

- What do you...?

- You heard what the lady said.

- Get out of here before I...

- Yeah, and you're coming with me.

What do you mean,

I'm coming with you?

Ooh!

Come on, boys. Come on, let's go.

Get them, bud. Come on, boys.

Come along.

Oh, boy, better?

Right this way, Mr. Mannering.

- Let go of me!

- Get back.

- Please, Mr. Mannering.

- Hold him still.

- Get back, get back.

- Stay on this door.

- Okay.

- Come on.

- Come on.

Anything I can do for you?

Willard, come on. Come here.

- Rolls, 3S4-146.

- Okay.

I remember the lug's name,

it's Mannering.

- Tom Mannering?

- Yeah.

Get me a taxi, quickly.

Follow that car.

I'm sorry, lady, we've lost them.

Well, wait right here, will you?

- Tom, you're safe.

- Mary.

I tried to follow your car.

I didn't leave in my car.

- What's the matter?

- You've got to do something.

He's following you. He'll kill you.

- That's nonsense.

- No, it isn't nonsense.

Wait a minute. There's the phone.

Come on in.

Pardon me.

Hello.

Hello?

They're gone.

It's been ringing for quite a while.

Oh, Tom, I'm afraid.

Pardon me, sir, the telephone.

No one on the wire now, Potter,

you can go to bed.

With pleasure, sir. I mean, yes, sir.

I know I shouldn't have come here,

but there was no other way.

You can't take any chances.

You must leave town.

I know. That's not important.

This is the important thing.

- Hello.

- Something terrible has happened.

Sam, he's been shot, in the car with me.

Good heavens.

Yes, right away.

They...

They got Sam.

He's dead.

Oh.

He was bringing my wife home in my car.

And they thought it was you.

Oh, don't you see, Tom,

if he finds out it wasn't you, he'II...

You must go to your wife, Tom.

She needs you.

But please, you will be careful.

Lucky we met you gills.

We been working late, see...

...and need a little relaxation.

Hello.

Where's Leo?

Leo's got a little business to attend to.

- Say when he'd be back?

Didn't say.

- Let's dance.

- Let's.

What is this, a Halloween party?

Yeah, a couple of debutantes

we met with. I know you'd like them.

- They come from a lovely family.

Yeah?

Hello.

Hello.

Where you been the last couple of hours?

Over at Bunny's apartment

on Haslett Street.

It's near her time, you know.

Yeah?

You ran out on me, didn't you?

Well, what do you mean?

You ditched me, didn't you?

You took your car and left me flat.

That sap mean anything to you?

Not a thing.

I'm glad of that.

I wouldn't want you to feel bad.

He met with an accident.

That's too bad.

He was bumped off.

- Where'd it happen?

- What do you care?

You said you weren't interested in him.

No.

What's the matter, baby?

Your hand's shaking.

Nothing.

I guess I need a drink.

Oh.

Mm-hm.

I'll get you one.

Holy smoke!

Take a flash at that, the wrong guy.

- Get rid of the gills.

- Okay.

Where's my drink?

The next time,

it won't be the wrong guy.

- Puggy.

What?

Get the address of Tom Mannering.

I don't feel a bit sleepy.

Okay, boss.

I think I'll pay a call

on your little boyfriend.

- What are you doing?

- I'm gonna change my clothes, honey.

It's nearly morning.

You wouldn't expect me to call

on swell people without a morning coat.

Oh, listen, Leo, come here.

- You're not using your head.

- Oh, no?

What's this all about, anyway?

The man doesn't mean a thing to me.

- I told you that, and I mean it.

- Mm-hm.

You'll only get yourself in a jam,

and now when you're sitting so pretty.

- He's an important guy, you know.

- Oh.

And besides, what's the use?

Oh, honey, let's not be this way.

You've got me all upset.

Have I?

You know how I feel about you,

don't you?

Mm-hm.

Wait a minute, baby.

Stick around. I'll be back in a while.

Leo, listen. Leo.

Leo, listen.

Oh, Leo.

No, now, wait a minute.

What are you doing?

Honey...

Oh.

Comrades!

Congratulate me.

- I'm a papa.

- No.

- Congratulations.

Wonderful.

What do you think of that?

- Sure, a six-pound boy.

- Six pounds?

I just come from the hospital.

No kidding.

I took her to the hospital last night.

That's the only place.

Hospital, huh?

I thought you told me

you were with Bunny.

- I was, honest...

- You're lying to me.

Leo! Oh!

- Leo, no.

- Listen to me.

- Listen.

Leo!

Leo! Oh!

Leo. Leo, leave me alone.

- You're lying, aren't you?

- Leo!

Lie to me, will you?

Trying to double-cross me

for that little rat, huh?

Well, it didn't work. I'll take care of him.

Leo, wait.

Wait? For what?

Let me in there!

Open the door.

Leo, what's happening?

Open the door.

Come in.

The jury's in.

I'll be in time for the birthday party,

after all.

But first, you've got to come

to my little party.

And we find the defendant guilty.

One moment.

- May it please the court.

Mr. Mannering.

With the consent of this defendant, I wish

to enter my appearance as her counsel.

No, no, I don't want it.

- To what purpose, Mr. Mannering?

- To file a motion for a new trial...

...on the grounds

of newly discovered evidence.

- Whose evidence?

My own.

I wish to take my place

beside the defendant...

...and confess my share in the crime,

if there was a crime.

Your Honor, I object.

Objection overruled.

This is a motion for a new trial

before sentence and entirely proper.

Proceed, Mr. Mannering.

Just what do you mean

when you say your share?

Mary Martin has refused to tell

why she killed Darcy.

I can.

Why have you kept silent until now?

Because of pride in my name and

consideration for my father and my wife.

Your Honor, he kept silent

because I begged him to.

He came to jail to see me...

...and I sent out word

I never wanted to see him again.

I told him I'd never be convicted.

- And you believed that?

- It was convenient to believe it.

Your Honor, you know my father.

You've sat with him on the bench.

You know there's no man

in this city more honored.

No name more respected

than the one he handed down to me.

You know my wife.

That I now publicly take my place

beside this prisoner...

...must cut them to the heart.

But I can do nothing else.

Mary Martin killed Darcy to save my life.

She did it...

...because she loved me.

And because she knew that I loved her.

We're going to win, darling.

The worst is over now.

Poor Tom.

How I've wrecked your life.

Mm-mm.

Life is just beginning for us both, dear.

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