The Fallen Idol Page #8

who did?

Hmm?

I did. My thumbmark's | downstairs on the banister.

Will somebody take this child away?

Come on.

I'll take him upstairs.

No, Mr. Baines, it might be | better if you kept away from the boy.

What, are you charging me?

I would advise you | to reconsider your story.

You've already admitted that you were

both quarreling at | the top of the stairs.

Perhaps there was a push | that you didn't intend.

Only please don't ask us | to believe too much.

- I tell you, I don't know how she fell! | - He's quite right, Baines.

- Think carefully. | - I don't have to think! It's the truth!

Run along, sonny.

- I'll take him up. | - I don't think you'd better, miss.

There's questions to | be asked, and the less

either of you see the boy the better.

- Are you forbidding me? | - No, I'm advising you. That's all.

In your interest and Mr. Baines's.

Well, I know his | interests better than you do.

As you please, miss.

- Would you care to sit down, Mr. Baines? | - I'm all right.

Listen, you've got to | stop telling these lies.

It's only silly. It | makes things much worse.

It doesn't. We've got to think of lies | and tell them all the time.

Then they won't find out the truth.

But Baines didn't do it, Phillipe!

She hit me. | Baines doesn't let people hit me.

Of course he doesn't.

But he'd never kill | anyone. You must know that.

- Why, he did in Africa. | - Oh, that's one of his stories. He's never been to Africa.

Baines doesn't tell me lies.

He's got a gun too.

You can't have understood, Phillipe.

The truth can't harm Baines. | Don't you realize he's innocent?

Oh, if there could | only have been a witness.

What's a witness?

Someone who saw.

Couldn't I say | that I saw somebody?

Phillipe, now what | have I just told you?

Now listen, you promise that from now on | you'll speak only the truth.

- Must I? | - Yes, you must. Now, you promise?

If you like.

All right. Now you go and tell | them that you told a lot of lies.

Mr. Baines, it would be | much more satisfactory...

if you'd consent to come along with us | just to make a formal statement.

And more convenient | for the embassy too, I should think.

Do I have to?

You've got to decide it yourself, Baines.

They can't force you to leave here.

They can't arrest you | so long as you are an embassy employee.

Of course, | we could appeal to the ambassador.

- Yes, yes? What is it, Phillipe? | - I've told you lies.

Yes, yes, I know all that. | I'd strongly advise you, Mr. Baines -

- Mrs. Baines did hit me. | - Yes, yes. You shouldn't tell lies.

I only wanted to help Baines. | Please.

I'd strongly advise you, | Mr. Baines, to come with us,

or else we shall have to | appeal to the ambassador.

I don't want His Excellency troubled.

I'll get my hat.

That's all right, Mr. Baines. | Perhaps Mr. Hart would get it for you.

I'm not under arrest yet, am I?

I'm going down to my own basement...

and I haven't invited the police there.

Baines! Oh, Baines!

Now, now, you, uh - | you mustn't come with me, Phile.

They-They don't want me | to talk to you.

I haven't done harm, have I?

Trouble is, we - | we've told a lot of lies.

About Africa - | you didn't make it up, did you?

They weren't lies.

Why, that was just a game, Phile.

I didn't really do those things.

No?

But you did kill Mrs. Baines, | didn't you?

Yes?

- Didn't you? | - No.

Oh.

But you did want to be free, | didn't you?

There are faults on both sides, Phile.

We don't have any call to judge.

Perhaps she was what she was because...

I am what I am.

We ought to be very careful, Phile...

'cause we make one another.

I thought God made us.

Trouble is, | we take a hand in the game.

I hope your mother comes back soon.

Good-bye, Phile.

Oh, Baines, we must never | tell any more lies.

- Mr. Crowe, sir. | - Yes?

- Will you come over here a minute? | - What is it?

Somebody's been up here.

Oh, sir, that was me. | Sir! Sir!

Please. | I want to tell you something.

I want to tell you something.

It's very important.

Yes, it's a woman's heel mark, all right.

- Please, sir. Please. | - Run along.

- You can see how it happened. | - Oh, please. It'll only take a minute.

- She wanted to see into the bedroom... | - Please, sir. Please.

- maybe force her way in. | - Will you listen to me, please?

She came along here | and upset the flowerpot.

Please, sir.! | It's about the flowerpot.

- Could she have got into the bedroom from there? | - Ah, yes, sir, easily.

I must tell you. | Will you listen to me?

Come along. We don't | want another accident.

You must listen to me.

How much easier it would be if everybody

told the police the | truth in the first place.

It's very important! Please!

- Would you call Mr. Baines. | - I'll get him.

The flowerpot,Julie, was there when...

It's all right. They | know what happened.

- She upset it before she fell. | - But it was me. I upset it.

Now, will somebody | please listen to me!

You don't need your hat.

They know what happened.

It's all right. | Come on upstairs.

You must listen. | It will make everything all right.

- Now, sonny- | - It's the truth.

I'd like to call your ambassador on | his return just to explain our action.

Oh, please. Oh, please.

Oh, Mr. Baines, | we shan't require you after all.

We found some evidence up there | which makes sense of your story.

Yes, she-she's told me.

Now we know how it happened, | what you've said is quite clear.

Please, I've got | to tell you something.

Will you send this young | shaver about his business?

- Come along, Phile. | - I've got to tell him.

Sit down over there, Phile. | We'll attend to you presently.

Come on. Come on. Over there.

- Sir, please! I'm telling the truth! | - Sit down.

Your father always goes away | at the worst possible moment.

It's the truth this time.

- Where did we leave the hats? | - I'll go and get them, sir.

Your evidence will be needed | at the inquest, Mr. Baines.

- Of course, we must keep the boy out of it.

Oui.

I'm afraid, sir, | we've caused you some trouble.

That's all right. | If only-

Oh, well. | That doesn't matter.

Oh, please. Please.

It's the truth. Please.

Oh, please, do listen to me. | Please.

It's very important | what I want to tell you.

Well, what is it?

Julie said only the | truth would help Baines.

What do you want to say?

It wasn't Mrs. Baines | that upset the flowerpot.

It was me. You see?

It's my fault. | I did it.

- I've told fibs in my time too. | - Cross my heart!

Shall I tell you a secret?

No!

Nice weekend, Mr. Baines?

Phillipe.!

Phillipe, your mother!

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