My Name Is Julia Ross Page #2

- Thank you.

- How long will she sleep?

- All the time we need.

These are all her things.

I want all her clothing destroyed,

every bit of it.

- The bag too?

- The bag too.

Mrs. Hughes, Ralph.

Ralph!

Put that knife away.

Try to remember,

if it weren't for your temper,

we wouldn't be in this

awful trouble today.

- I'm sorry.

- Very well.

Now we've all got jobs to do.

Let's do them.

- Looking for something sir?

- Yes, I was looking for someone.

You won't find them

in there, they're all gone.

- It seems deserted.

- Ooh, not a stick in the place.

They left last night or maybe

it was early this morning.

Nobody saw them go.

Do you know where they moved to?

Not me sir. People often move

like that, suddenly.

But Julia...

she would've left word.

- A relative, sir?

- My girl.

Would you care to come to the

station and make a statement?

No, it's probably nothing.

There must be a simple explanation.

Why of course, you'll probably be

hearing from her in the morning.

- Thank you, officer, good night.

- Good night.

But Mrs. Mackie, are you sure Julia

didn't leave a forwarding address?

I may have made a mistake

in the number of the house.

Miss Julia Ross left nothing with me...

and I made a great mistake

in trusting her for the rent.

She ups and sneaks out on me without

paying when my back was turned.

I don't believe that!

You'd believe it fast enough if it

was you being done out of 2.10.

Why the wicked girl only left 2.

What did you say?

I said she was a wicked girl

to leave owing an honest debt.

Hand it over! Go on!

It's you that's the wicked one.

I was only keeping it for you.

Well I'll be keeping a call with

the police if you do it again.

I won't, ma'am,

I won't, Im sorry.

Didn't she leave a note

with her new address on it?

I tore it up.

But you remember

the number, don't you?

What, me read someone else's letters?

Bertha, you've got to remember.

She got the job through

the Allison Employment Agency.

From an advertisement in the paper.

- They'd know the address, wouldn't they?

- Good girl Bertha, Allison agency.

They won't be open at this hour!

Hello, chum, you know you're

wasting your time on that door.

I've got to find them tonight.

Tonight? They flew the coop.

They have.

They come and go here faster

than the favorite at Aintree.

Perhaps I could get an address

from the landlord.

I'm the landlord.

When they fly the coop...

I'm always the first

who knows about it.

There's one thing about this building,

there isnt no questions asked.

What a body doesn't know

don't hurt them, I always say.

I don't know where else to look.

Why don't you let it go till morning.

Night's no time to be looking

for a job, night's for play.

Friday, 7.30, Dennis in the sq...

Good morning ma'am,

I hope you feel better today.

- Who are you?

- My name's Alice, ma'am.

- Now here's you breakfast.

- No, I don't want any, thank you.

That calendar

over there says Saturday.

It isn't Saturday, is it?

It's Friday, it must be Friday.

No ma'am, it's Saturday all right,

you slept all day Friday.

I expect you was tired

out after your journey.

But how did I get here.

Where is this?

Why ma'am, you're right

here in your new home,

that's been ready and waiting

for you for over a week.

Expecting you every day I was

after getting the wire to say

your folks had taken 'Sea House'

and wanted it scrubbed and cleaned.

I expect they had to wait until

you was well enough to travel.

But Cornwall's a good, healthy place

and the sea air will soon get you well.

Cornwall, but that's

miles from London.

In our village,

that's Beaverton you know...

there's just as good

and better than London.

Now, have a sip.

I must get back to London.

No, you mustn't get up Mrs. Hughes.

Mrs. Hughes?

Please stay in bed Mrs. Hughes

or you'll make yourself worse.

Oh I'd better get your husband,

he's been that worried about you.

My husband?

Mrs. Hughes?

Marion darling, how do you feel?

You look better this morning,

- much better. Doesn't she, mother?

- Indeed she does.

My name isn't Marion and I'm not

married to you or anyone.

I was engaged as a secretary.

Now what does all this mean,

why did we leave London?

You haven't forgotten

us again, have you, Marion?

I'm not Marion and you know it.

All right dear, let's not argue.

Let's just have our tea

and perhaps another nap...

and then you'll feel much better.

I'm afraid it's cold.

Alice, bring some more hot water.

Quickly please.

I don't know what

this is about.

I promise you some very serious

trouble unless you stop it immediately.

You know perfectly

well I'm Julia Ross.

Marion dear, please

don't excite yourself so,

You'll just bring on another attack.

- Attack! Attack of what?

- Nerves dear, just nerves.

We do so want you to know

you're with your own family.

- Nonsense.

- Marion darling, control yourself.

Let me go.

We're doing everything in our

power to make you well again.

Let me go!

If you don't stop this

Ill have you arrested!

Why are you doing this?

It's so stupid,

it's so silly.

That's the woman from the

agency, what's she doing here?

Alice, bring the hot water quickly.

Yes sir.

Alice, you live in

the village, don't you?

Then help me, I'm not his wife,

I don't know what's happening or why...

But please, call the police,

call someone.

- Help me.

- Well, of course Alice will help you.

We'll all help you.

Now just have your tea.

Alice, we've got some errands for

you to do in the village.

I won't have it!

It's probably got sleeping

powders in it like the other did.

Drink your tea, Marion.

- Who'd she say you were?

- Some woman from an agency.

Last week she said I was the queen!

Coming down in the world, aren't you?!

It's a fair caution, if you didn't

know she was, well, like she is...

you'd swear she was telling the truth.

It's a heavy burden

on Mr. Ralph and his mother.

They've paid a fortune on doctors.

- Will she always be barmy?

- We just say she's... ill.

And when you go into the village, I don't

want you gossiping about the family.

Oh no Mrs. Sparks,

I'm a close mouth. I am.

Of course we don't want

to appear standoffish...

so you can answer any questions.

Oh I won't breathe a

word about her being barmy.

Who is it, who's there?

Don't come near me,

don't come near me!

- Marion!

- Marion, what is it?

What happened to that?

- I threw something at him.

- At whom, dear?

I thought it was you.

Darling, I've been asleep,

you've had another nightmare.

But he was real, I saw his eyes

right there, glaring at me.

That's what you saw.

Why, of course, it was the cat.

You saw his eyes in the mirror

and thought it was someone.

I saw a man's hand

right here on the bed.

But no one could've got into

the room, I locked the door.

In case you walked in

your sleep and hurt yourself.

Then the man must still

be in here somewhere.

Well you'd better have a look.

If no one could get into the room,

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