Notorious Page #3

ALICIA:

Why should I?

DEVLIN:

Patriotism.

ALICIA:

That word gives me a pain. No, thank you, Idon't go for patriotism, nor -- or patriots.

DEVLIN:

(leaving the room)

I'd like to dispute that with you.

ALICIA:

Waving the flag with one hand and picking

pockets with the other. That's your

patriotism. Well, you can have it.

She gets out of bed. Devlin, in the LIVING ROOM, readies the record player.

DEVLIN:

We've had your bungalow wired for three

months.

Devlin reads aloud from the label on a phonograph record.

DEVLIN:

Conversation between John Huberman and

daughter Alicia, six-thirty p.m., January

the ninth, nineteen forty-six at Miami Beach,

Florida.

Devlin puts the record on the turntable.

DEVLIN:

Some of the evidence that wasn't used at

the trial.

ALICIA:

I don't want to hear that.

DEVLIN:

Relax, hardboard, and listen.

The recording begins. As it plays, Alicia emerges slowly from the bedroom.

HUBERMAN'S VOICE

[?]...money in it, Alicia.

ALICIA'S VOICE

I told you before Christmas I wouldn't do it.

HUBERMAN'S VOICE

You don't use your judgment. You can have

anything you want. The work is easy.

ALICIA'S VOICE

I'll not listen, father.

HUBERMAN'S VOICE

This is not your country, is it?

ALICIA'S VOICE

My mother was born here. We have American

citizenship.

HUBERMAN'S VOICE

Where is your judgment? In your feelings, you

are German. You've got to listen to me. You

don't know what we stand for.

ALICIA'S VOICE

I know what you stand for. You and your murderingswine. I've hated you ever since I found out.

HUBERMAN'S VOICE

My daughter, don't talk to me like that.

ALICIA'S VOICE

Stay on your side of the table!

HUBERMAN'S VOICE

Alicia, put your voice down.

ALICIA'S VOICE

I hate you all. And I love this country, do

you understand that? I love it. I'll see

you all hang before I raise a finger against

it. Now, go on and get out of here. Or so

help me, I'll turn you in. Don't ever come

near me or speak to me again 'bout your

rotten schemes.

The recording ends. Alicia, obviously affected, tries to shrug it off.

ALICIA:

(to Devlin)

Well, that doesn't prove much. I didn't

turn him in.

DEVLIN:

We didn't expect you to. Well, what do you

say?

ALICIA:

Ah, go away and leave me alone. I have my

own life to lead. Good times. That's what

I want. And laughs with people I like...

The front doorbell BUZZES.

ALICIA:

...and no underhanded cops who want to put me

up in a shooting gallery...

A KNOCK at the door.

ALICIA:

...but people of my own kind who'll treat me

right, and like me, and understand me.

The front door opens and the rich old Commodore appears, sailor cap in hand,

to Alicia's surprise.

COMMODORE:

(very pleasant)

Good morning, Alicia.

ALICIA:

Oh, hello.

COMMODORE:

Thought you might need a hand this morning.

We're sailing with the tide, you know. Are

you ready?

ALICIA:

Yes.

COMMODORE:

Don't tell me you've forgotten, my dear.

ALICIA:

Almost.

COMMODORE:

I'll help you pack. Although you really don't

need anything. We've got everything on board.

ALICIA:

Thank you, I'll pack myself.

COMMODORE:

We're moored at the hotel pier. You know the spot.

ALICIA:

Yes.

COMMODORE:

You're a darling.

(to Devlin)

Sweetest girl I ever knew.

(to Alicia)

See you soon.

The Commodore leaves. Devlin readies a cigarette.

DEVLIN:

Well, what about it? Plane leaves tomorrow

morning, early.

ALICIA:

All right.

(nods in the Commodore's direction)

You better tell him.

Without a word, Devlin leaves to inform the Commodore at once. Alicia

watches him go. Suddenly, Alicia discovers Devlin's handkerchief still tiedaround her waist.

FADE OUT:

EXT. MOUNTAIN RANGE - DAY

FADE IN on an aerial view of a mountain range in Brazil, some days later.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. AIRPLANE - DAY

A Pan American World Airways PLANE en route to Rio de Janeiro.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. AIRPLANE CABIN - DAY

Inside the plane, Alicia, at a window seat, turns to the rear to see Devlin,

standing in the aisle, ending a conversation with a seated passenger,

CAPTAIN PAUL PRESCOTT.

DEVLIN:

(to Prescott)

Hmm... I'll tell her.

PRESCOTT:

(to Devlin)

See you later.

Devlin leaves Prescott to sit beside Alicia.

ALICIA:

(off Prescott)

Very nice looking man.

DEVLIN:

You'll be seeing him in Rio.

ALICIA:

Oh, no. No, I won't be seeing any men in Rio.

DEVLIN:

Oh, yes, you will. That's our boss, PaulPrescott.

ALICIA:

Did he say anything 'bout the job?

DEVLIN:

No.

ALICIA:

No hints?

DEVLIN:

No. But he had some news about your fatherhe picked up at the last stop.

ALICIA:

What about him?

DEVLIN:

He died this morning.

This hits hard.

ALICIA:

Oh. How?

DEVLIN:

Poison capsule.

ALICIA:

He did it himself?

DEVLIN:

Yes, in his cell. Sorry.

ALICIA:

I don't know why I should feel so bad.

When he told me a few years ago what he

was, everything went to pot. I didn't

care what happened to me. But now I

remember how nice he once was. How

nice we both were. Very nice. It's

a very curious feeling -- as if something

had happened to me and not to him. You

see, I don't have to hate him anymore.

Or myself.

DEVLIN:

We're coming into Rio.

From her window, Alicia catches a glimpse of the famous Cristo Redentorstatue.

ALICIA:

Oh, yes. So we are.

And when she leans across Devlin to peer out the windows on the other sideof the plane, he suddenly finds himself as interested in Alicia's face asshe is in the scenery.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. RIO DE JANEIRO - MONTAGE - DAY

A montage of Rio sights, ending on a SIDEWALK CAFE.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. SIDEWALK CAFE - DAY

Devlin and Alicia share a table, drinking.

ALICIA:

I wonder if at the embassy someone could

get me a maid. It's a nice apartment and

I don't mind dusting and sweeping but I

hate cooking.

DEVLIN:

I'll ask them.

ALICIA:

And while you're at it, find out when I go

to work, and what.

DEVLIN:

Yes, ma'am.

The waiter arrives and says something.

DEVLIN:

(to Alicia)

Have another drink?

ALICIA:

No, thank you. I've had enough.

Devlin orders a drink for himself and the waiter leaves.

ALICIA:

Well, do you hear that? I'm practically on

the wagon. That's quite a change.

DEVLIN:

It's a phase.

ALICIA:

You don't think a woman can change?

DEVLIN:

Sure. But change is fun. For a while.

ALICIA:

For a while. What a rat you are, Devlin.

DEVLIN:

All right. You've been sober for eight days.

As far as I know, you've made no new conquests.

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