Niagara Page #2

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What do you know about it?

You're stuck on her.

Otherwise, you'd walk off and forget her.

I...

I guess so.

That's some confession to make, isn't it?

Here. Let me fasten the end of this.

- What's that?

- It's 8:
30.

Look out the window.

Oh!

- Let's go out with the others.

- I can't see anybody now. I...

I feel goofy after what happened.

Let me tell you something.

You're young. You're in love.

Well, I'll give you a warning.

Don't let it get out of hand

like those Falls out there.

Up above it...

Did you ever see

the river up above the Falls?

It's calm and easy.

If you throw in a log it just floats around.

Let it move further down

and it gets going fast.

It hits some rocks and in a minute

it's in the lower rapids

and nothing in the world,

including God himself,

can keep it from going over the edge.

It just goes.

Don't worry. I'm one of those logs

that just hang around in the calm.

Hi.

Hey, Polly, come on.

You're missing the big show.

- Got myself a ringside table.

- Oh.

Look at those.

Couple of colors I never heard of before.

- This is my husband, Mr. Loomis.

- Hello.

- You got yourself quite a girl.

- Well, she'll do for a while.

Hi.

We better be going.

- What's that?

- Oh, it's a 1907 Maxwell.

You make different models from little kits.

Look kind of nice on a mantel...

if you have a mantel.

- Oh, it's cute.

- Be all right if I don't foul it up.

I generally foul things up.

- Don't be silly.

- I have lately, anyway.

Everything I touch, ever since Duluth.

I met her in a big beer hall.

She was the most

popular waitress they had.

I guess it was the way

she put the beer on the tables.

Until then I ran a good sheep ranch.

Then all of a sudden the sheep went dumb,

or I did.

That winter the sheep kept dying.

- Everybody gets a run of bad luck.

- That won't cover it.

I rented it to another rancher. He had

worse winters and made out all right.

She was bored with the ranch.

We spent half our time in town

in bars and nightclubs.

After that I fouled up a couple more jobs.

Then Korea. I went just to show her

I was young enough.

They sent me home with battle fatigue!

So don't tell me

I can't foul up a 1907 Maxwell!

Didn't do any good to fix that hand.

You like to suffer.

Maybe.

- My wife told you I was neurotic.

- She just said you weren't feeling well.

- She'd like everybody to believe I'm crazy.

- Don't be silly. Why?

I don't know, but she's got a reason.

You can bet on that.

She's got a reason.

Occupational therapy!

Hello? Is this the bus terminal? What time

do the buses leave tomorrow for Ottawa?

No, no, no. You got the wrong number.

This is McGrand's Boarding House.

Why don't you look up the right number

before you dial?

I'm sorry.

Mrs. McGrand, that wasn't for me?

Nope. Someone for that bus terminal

again. It's the fourth time in two days.

Must have changed

the number or something.

Hello. You called.

Listen, it's got to be tomorrow.

Do you hear me? Tomorrow.

He just made a big row in front of everyone.

After this, nothing's going

to surprise anyone. It's made to order.

Can you get him there?

There's always a way to handle George.

Be at the place as soon as it opens.

OK, kid. It's a date.

Good luck, darling.

In Chicago you know what we're gonna do?

No.

We're going straight to Marshall Field.

I'm gonna buy you the slinkiest, meanest,

laciest evening gown they've got.

- Price no object.

- Yeah?

And when we're all set to step, who'll pull

one of his jealous fits and lock the door?

Oh, no. No more of that stuff.

You wait and see.

I'll take you to any dance place you want

and we'll have fun, the both of us.

You know what I'm gonna do?

Take lessons. Arthur Murray in six hours

can have you doing the rumba, the samba...

Georgie, this is quite a change.

What brought this on?

You know what.

- It's getting late. Hand me my slip.

- I hate to move.

When we have a fight

and make up that way,

I never wanna leave your side.

Give me some orange juice, Georgie.

- You know, I'm sorry we're leaving today.

- Just as well.

Wish we'd brought the car.

Driving home, we could take our time

on the road and stop anyplace we please.

- Why are you getting dressed up?

- To pick up the bus tickets.

Pick up the tickets? We'll buy them

when we get to the terminal.

I'm not gonna stand all the way.

I want reservations.

There are no reservations.

We just go early and get aboard early.

You're getting all dressed up

to go out and buy tickets.

Why?

- Where are you going?

- Here we go again.

I'm not going to the bus station.

Do you feel any better?

- You smell cheap. I know what that means.

- Sure. I'm meeting somebody.

Just anybody handy, as long as he's a man.

How about the ticket seller?

I could grab him on my way out.

Or one of the kids with the phonograph.

Anybody suits me. Take your pick.

OK, OK, so I don't know this guy.

- This guy you sing to, hum to.

- Oh...

Build your Maxwell. I'll be back.

How do you like that?

You know what they say now?

Mr. Kettering probably

won't be back till Tuesday.

If I'd only known that bef...

Hold it, kid. The sun's just right.

Now, swing around. We'll get a profile.

Come on, Polly. Profile.

That's it. Now inhale.

You've got nothing to hide. Inhale.

That's right.

What...?

Oh. Just a minute, please.

Would you mind? Your shadow.

- Sorry, but have you seen my husband?

- No, I haven't.

- Isn't he in the cabin?

- That's just it.

You see, I left for the bus station and when

I got back... Mr. Qua hasn't seen him either.

Oh, he probably went across the street

to get a magazine.

He wouldn't do that. We have to be

at the bus station at 11 o'clock.

Well, you've still got 40 minutes.

I shouldn't have left him alone,

especially after last night.

He was so upset and everything.

Well, you saw it.

I'm sorry.

There's nothing to worry about. He's over

on the other side getting one for the road.

I don't know. I think I'd be worried.

All right, now get back

into that same pose again.

OK.

Oh, Sam! Bring in the Missing Persons file.

Right, sir.

- Anything important?

- Might be. What have we got that's recent?

Uh... A Mrs. Verna McGuire.

Her daughter has been

missing since yesterday.

She's always missing.

Some fraternity house. What else?

Mmm...

A man called George Loomis, a transient.

We got a call at four. People

named Cutler phoned in for his wife.

Call back. Tell them to meet me

at Table Rock House, souvenir shop.

Very well, sir.

- Afternoon. Which of you is Mrs. Loomis?

- I am.

Oh. I'm Starkey, from the police station.

Where is he? You know

something about my husband?

- You're the Cutlers?

- Yes.

- You've heard something about him?

- Just that he is your husband.

Is there any chance

he could have come here today?

- Here?

- Yes, here.

No, not possibly. He hates the Falls.

- What are we doing here?

- Wasting your time, I hope.

- Hello, Mr. Starkey.

- Did you check again?

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