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BETTY:

Do you have to leave the note?

BRANDON:

It's the frame on the picture.

But not if you say so.

He takes the note out of his pocket and holds it out.

Betty doesn't touch it.

BRANDON:

I'd still go through--even if I

ended up in jail.

BETTY:

You wouldn't like it. I've been

there.

BRANDON:

(quietly)

My father died in jail, and he was

twice the man I am.

Betty just stares at him.

BRANDON:

(holding up the

letter)

Well?

BETTY:

(in a choked voice)

You leave it.

She turns away quickly, Brandon stands a moment, looking

at her, then turns back and EXITS SCENE.

WIPE TO:

INT. POLICE CAR IN MOTION -- DAY

SHOOTING FORWARD THROUGH POLICE CAR WINDSHIELD

Police radio is on. From it we HEAR:

VOICE (FROM RADIO)

C.V.P.L. Vancouver Police

Department. Repeating. All points

Bulletin No. 611. General alarm.

Wanted for questioning. A young

woman. American. Using the name

Betty Mayfield, formerly Elizabeth

Kinsolving of Greenwater, North

Carolina. Height five feet one

and a half inches. Weight 118

pounds. Hair blonde, may be dyed

darker. Blue eyes. Slender build.

Size 4AA shoes. Quiet refined

manner. Any person answering this

description should be held,

Communicate immediately with

Superintendent J. McKechnie,

Vancouver City Police, Vancouver,

B.C., for F.P. Classification.

CUT TO:

INT. VANCOUVER ROYAL HOTEL - MITCHELL'S ROOM -- DAY

A handsome table radio, Gore standing beside it. The

continuation of broadcast in previous scene, without break,

but with a difference in tone, due to the different

instrument.

VOICE (FROM RADIO)

Outlying cities and towns please

rebroadcast. Coast Guard stations

please rebroadcast. Suspect may

attempt to cross border. C.V.P.L.

Vancouver City Police, Vancouver,

B.C. I will repeat this bulletin.

Gore reaches across, shuts the radio off, turns, CAMERA

PULLS BACK TO A WIDER SHOT OF MITCHELL'S ROOM which is not

typical, not very expensive hotel room, but with some

personal furniture such as table lamps, a shelf of books,

a few indications that this has become the home of someone.

Gore moves towards the bed, Killaine is going through the

contents of a suitcase. He has underwear, shirts, socks,

etc., spread out all around the bed cover.

GORE:

She didn't seem the type to lam

out--even if she got the chance.

That stuff was all gone through

last night. Anything special you're

looking for, Inspector?

KILLAINE:

I'll know when I find it.

GORE:

I guess I'm just ballast around

here.

Killaine doesn't answer. He straightens up with a very

fancy thin gold cigarette case in his hand. He opens it.

GORE:

You get those from rich women--if

you are the kind of guy Mitchell

was.

Killaine dumps the cigarettes out of the case and holds

the inside against the light. His gaze becomes fixed.

KILLAINE:

(reading)

"G.G. Market one-eight-four-two."

GORE:

Gigi, huh? Sounds French--one of

those fancy ladies. Must have

been very fancy, if he scratched

her phone number in gold.

KILLAINE:

(ignoring him,

speaking to himself)

Market... It seems to me that's a

San Francisco exchange.

INT. BEER TAVERN - BASEMENT -- DAY

Brandon is seated at a small table, with a bottle and glass

of beer in front of him. He takes Betty's suicide note

out his pocket, reads it.

CAMERA MOVES IN ENOUGH TO SHOW WHAT HE IS READING

He refolds it, holds it a moment, lost in thought, then

puts it away in his pocket, glances at his wrist watch,

stands up, starts out of scene, leaving beer almost

untasted.

INT. THE ROYAL VANCOUVER HOTEL - BETTY'S ROOM -- DAY

As Killaine comes in He moves noiselessly around the room,

glancing at this and that, goes closet, comes back with an

over-night case, which he puts on the bed. It is locked.

He gets out a bunch of keys, tried two or three, opens it.

He searches inside the over-night bag and comes up with a

packet of travelers checks.

CLOSE ON THE PACKET OF TRAVELERS CHECKS TO SHOW THE

DENOMINATIONS OF $500 EACH AND THAT THE PACKET IS QUITE A

THICK WAD:

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