Nightmare Page #3

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have met me from school.

I couldn't. I'm sorry.

Was it your wife?

She hates to be left alone.

Am I forgiven?

Yes, if you promise

to stay here for a while.

I'm afraid I can't this time.

Please, Henry. I need you,

honestly, I do, Henry.

You're the only one who understands.

Can I go to London with you?

Perhaps, but later.

When you're better.

Did the doctor say I was ill?

He said you needed rest.

Nothing else?

No, why?

You know why.

What he said only confirms

what I've known all along.

There's nothing wrong with you.

You won't let them take me away, will you?

Take you away? What on earth for? You won't?

No. Of course, I won't.

This is where you belong

and as far as I'm concerned...

this is where you're going to stay.

Now, I must be going.

Good-bye, my dear.

I'll see you soon.

Who is it?

Who's there?

I'm going to take these up to Mummy.

Take your coat off first.

No, afterwards.

I'm going to take these up to Mummy.

Take your coat off first.

I'm going to take these up to Mummy.

To Mummy. To Mummy.

To Mummy.

No. No, please, not here. Not here.

Please. It's all right, dear.

Everything's all right now.

Please don't make me stay here.

Would you like to sleep

somewhere else, miss?

Yes, please, John, please.

My room.

All right, John, you may go now.

Good night, Miss Janet.

Take these.

What happened, Janet?

Janet, what happened?

All right, now.

Don't leave me alone. Of course

not, if you don't want me to go.

I don't even know who she is.

I don't even know who she is.

Who?

How can you dream about

someone you don't know?

I've never met her before ever.

Grace, what does she want

from me? What does she want?

Dreams and imaginations can be

very strange at times.

Often, things happen

that we just can't explain.

Now go to sleep.

It's your birthday tomorrow.

You want to be fit for that.

Go to sleep.

Grace. Grace, are you there?

Grace, I thought everybody was out.

No.

Please, who are you? Please leave me alone.

What do you want?

No, don't come near me, please!

Go away, do go away. Please.

Why don't you leave me alone?

Please, please leave me alone.

Go away. Please go away.

Luckily I heard the mirror breaking,

so I managed to reach her in time.

I put a tourniquet on her and then I

called the doctor. He's with her now.

How is she? She's still

suffering from shock, mostly.

She's lost a lot of blood, not

enough to do her any real harm.

Thank God for that, anyway.

Doctor, how is she?

She's quiet now, but I'm

very worried about her.

I've taken your advice.

I've brought someone down from

London to see her. Sir James Dudley.

Come in and meet him. Would

you ask Janet to come down?

Yes, Doctor.

Come on in.

Who is it?

What do you want?

I've got a surprise for you.

Mr. Baxter's here.

Henry?

He's come for my birthday.

I knew he wouldn't forget.

Grace, does he know about my...

Yes, I'm afraid he does.

Is he angry?

No, of course not.

You saved my life.

Nonsense.

Yes, you did. You did.

How are you feeling, dear?

She's all right, Mrs. Gibbs.

Henry's here.

I know.

Happy birthday, darling.

I'm sorry. You haven't met

my wife, have you? Helen.

No!

Leave me alone!

No.

Can I take you back?

Thank you.

Well?

Happy?

Three long months of nothing but waiting.

And it's all over now.

All over. Everything.

And the beauty of it is that

nothing or no one can touch us.

In law, we're guilty of nothing.

My husband should know.

He's a lawyer.

Come here, lawyer.

What's the matter?

We've been here two hours

and you haven't unpacked yet.

Who cares? Come here.

I want a drink.

You can ring downstairs.

I'm going downstairs.

I'll see you in the bar.

And hurry up.

Ten minutes.

Hello.

No, I'm sorry. He's on his way downstairs.

You'll find him in the bar, I think.

That's all right. Good-bye.

What's this? What you ordered, sir. Whiskey.

I ordered a large whiskey.

That's what you got.

I don't agree.

I do the teas, sir.

The barman doesn't come

on till 5:
30.

You're too late for tea. I

don't want any tea, thank you.

I can't promise you anything,

but would you like a drink?

Scotch, please.

Who was it?

Who was what?

Who wanted you on the phone?

Nobody, why?

There was a call for you upstairs.

That's strange.

Mr. Baxter, I'm sorry

about the drink, sir.

That old fool thinks it's a

social evil to drink before 6:00.

I'll get you another one.

Thank you.

I'd have come earlier

if I'd known it was you, sir.

Why? I like to look after

my regular customers.

Look after them and they'll look after you.

Scotch for you, sir, and Pernod for madam.

I hate Pernod.

But madam always drinks...

I'm sorry... You're mistaking

me for someone else.

Yes, of course.

Madam is drinking...

Scotch, please. Scotch.

Yes, that's two Scotches.

Fool. You said you'd never been here before.

I haven't.

Old customer he called you.

Yes, I know. I heard him.

What does it mean?

I've no idea. He's obviously

mistaking me for someone else.

Cheers.

- Cigarettes?

- In my pocket.

Where did you buy these?

What?

These cigarettes. They're mentholated.

You don't usually smoke these.

No, I don't. Neither do

I, so whose are they?

I've no idea. They're not mine.

They were in your pocket.

I don't know how they got there.

Henry.

Where did you go last night after dinner?

For a walk, I told you.

Yes.

So you told me.

Mrs. Baxter.

Is Mr. Baxter not with you?

No. He's at the post office.

Why? It's just that I

have a message for him.

I'll take it.

A lady called.

Who?

A lady. She wouldn't give her name. She

said Mr. Baxter would know who it was.

I see. Thank you very much.

I tell you, I haven't got

the vaguest idea who it was.

Yesterday might have been

a coincidence, but not today.

You've seen her, haven't you?

Seen who?

This woman.

The one who's called you twice. The one

who smokes mentholated cigarettes.

The one you stayed with here once before.

I've never been here before.

So you say. But the barman didn't think so.

He made a mistake.

Yes, you said that, too.

Look, there doesn't seem to be much

point in discussing the matter.

You're obviously not going

to believe anything I say.

No, I'd like to.

But I can't.

Where are you going?

Look, what do you want me

to tell you, madam?

You can tell me the truth for a start.

The truth? What about?

You didn't make any mistake

last night, did you?

Last night? You know what I'm talking about.

Look, madam, how long have you been married?

I don't see what that's got to do with it.

No, please, madam, how long?

Four days.

Well, that's all right then.

I mean, what happened...

took place before you were married.

What happened?

Mr. Baxter has been here

before, about three weeks ago.

Alone?

A last fling.

A farewell to bachelorhood.

Then he was not alone?

When he arrived, yes, he was.

But there was a young lady staying here.

They were the only two guests.

You know how it is.

Yes.

I know exactly how it is.

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