Strange Intruder Page #6

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Good morning, Paul.

Good morning, Alice.

Are the children ready?

Paul, mother was just

on the phone.

She seemed rather worried

about you.

Maybe you should rest.

I don't think you should take

the children to church.

But I'm perfectly well.

Heh, all right.

Libby:
Is that you, Uncle Paul?

Yes, and you're date's here.

We're ready.

I haven't got my hat on.

And you haven't got

your coat on.

Now listen, children,

I don't want you

to tire Uncle Paul, see.

The church bells haven't

started ringing yet

so you have

plenty of time.

Now walk slowly, huh?

Can we go through the woods?

Yes, it's a nice short cut.

Will you be at church

after Sunday school?

Yes, I'll be there, darling.

Goodbye.

All:

Bye.

But the church is that way,

Uncle Paul.

But we'll be late

for Sunday school.

We have time.

Why are you

bringing us here?

Paul:

I want to tell you something,

something very wonderful.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( doorbell rings )

Hello, Alice.

Something told me it was you.

Well, I just thought

I would look the place over.

You promised

you'd never come here.

Well, I changed my mind.

Oh, I brought you a present.

Mmm, very comfortable,

you have wonderful taste.

Why did you have to come here,

of all places?

Why?

Because you are here.

Listen to me.

This is Adrian's house

and I don't want you to...

To defile it

with my presence?

That's right.

I must say it doesn't look

very defiled to me.

Oh, are these

the children?

Afraid I was going

to defile them too?

Oh, as a matter of fact,

I like children

and as a rule they like me.

If you would let me

see them for a moment,

I will prove it to you.

They happen

to be in church.

Oh, pardon me.

You know I had

the sudden feeling

that I might have grown

horns and a tail.

I don't find

that very funny.

Neither do I.

Didn't you get my letter?

Yes, I got your letter yesterday

when all the banks were closed.

Did you think I kept $10,000

lying around the house?

But didn't you read

the letter right through?

Yes, I read it

very carefully.

You don't believe it?

I believed it, the part

about the money and the threat.

Threat?

Yes, the part where you

said you couldn't wait

to tell the world

all about us.

Heh, and you call

that a threat?

I call it blackmail too.

What would you call it?

Blackmail.

But I lose my voice, my only

means of earning my living.

I am forced to borrow

some money to tide me over

until I get it back again

and because of what

we have been to each other

I come to you for help.

And that is blackmail?

Where are you going?

To get my checkbook.

I saw your daddy

last night.

My daddy is dead.

You said so before.

Yes, I know

but you can still see him.

How?

By magic.

Come over here

and lie down.

Now look in the water.

Is daddy in the water?

Not yet.

Libby:
I can't see him.

Johnny:
Neither can I.

I must go

and get the magic.

Now, you wait here.

Libby:

When you come back, will we see daddy?

Yes, I promise.

I won't be long.

Magic.

You can do a lot of things

with magic.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( gramophone playing )

We're bad for each other

But what can we

We're mad for each other

Why fight it, it's true

I'm yours and you're mine

Remember that?

Beautiful.

Whenever I sang that song

it was to you.

Alice, you do care,

don't you?

We're wrong for each other

Take your check and go.

Leave you now? No, darling,

I won't leave you.

I'm here to stay.

Let go of me.

Howard:

Alice.

Alice:

Let go of me. Let go of me!

Get out of this house.

That's all I want is you

to get out of this house.

You want more time

to think things over?

Well, all right,

I can wait.

There's nothing

to think over.

Say, what is this?

It's all I have

in my checking account.

If you want anymore

you'll go and see my lawyer.

Your lawyer?

That's right.

No, I don't think so.

No, I think

I would rather go

to your father-in-law.

I am sure he will be anxious

to help us.

How dare you?

Don't you think he would,

when he knows

what we have been to each other?

He must know

that a woman like you

can't go on being

married to a corpse.

Stop it.

Stop it, do you hear me?

Nor can the children

get the love they need

the love and the care

that I can give them.

Paul:

You can't have them.

Paul.

Who is this?

I know who you are.

He told me about you.

You can't have them.

I promised Adrian.

Drop that knife.

Paul, please, listen to me.

Drop it. Drop it!

( mysterious theme playing )

( grunting and groaning )

Please don't!

Don't!

( crying )

Paul! Paul!

It wasn't my fault. You saw it.

You saw what happened.

Don't!

( knocking on door )

Yes?

Doctor.

Doctor,

what do you think?

I've seen

this sort of thing happen

to shell shock cases before.

Will he be all right?

Well, there's the amnesia

but that's not unusual

in these cases and it's

almost always temporary.

I've checked his reflexes and

I find no sign of a blood clot.

Good.

When did you say he's due

back at his hospital?

This evening.

Well, keep him quiet

and I'll have another look

at him in a few hours.

Oh, uh, if there's any

sudden change, call me.

I will. Thank you.

Goodbye.

Paul, can I get

you something?

The doctor said

you must rest.

Doctor? Where?

Is this a hospital?

Who?

This is Alice.

Alice.

Alice?

Yes.

Don't you remember?

Adrian.

That's right.

The children.

The children.

Where are they?

Where are they?

They're here, Paul.

I brought them back

from the spring house,

they're playing

in the kitchen.

They're all right?

Well, yes of course, they are.

Don't you remember?

You took them to the spring

house on your way to church.

( sighs )

I'll get them for you.

Oh, Libby... Well.

Uncle Paul,

are you feeling better?

We waited in the spring house,

Uncle Paul.

Thank God, thank God.

You didn't come back

with the magic, Uncle Paul,

and we waited.

We did.

Did you?

Now look, mommy's gonna fix

Uncle Paul some soup

so both of you

take care of him.

All right.

Are you gonna stay with us?

Forever?

Do you have to go back,

Uncle Paul?

Yes, Libby,

yes, I have to go back.

Goodbye, Paul,

good luck.

Paul, promise

you'll come back.

Driver:

Board!

Will he come back,

Mom?

Some day.

( upbeat theme

swells dramatically )

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