The Heart of Me Page #3

What kind of man are you?

Open that bag.

Open it!

One and nine pence, please, guv'nor.

Thank you.

Daddy!

Daddy's home!

He lost control.

Before he knew it, he was upside down

in a ditch. Thank you, Betty.

He's shocked, I should think,...

...after something like that.

We're waiting to see if the car

can be repaired.

Suppose we'll have to find someone

to drive it up to town.

So, what's the verdict?

Well, the bruises are more a blow

to your vanity than your health.

Thank you, Drysdale.

The ulcer's more serious.

You've been under pressure at work.

- Yes.

- Madeleine told me.

She spoke to you?

I am her doctor.

Is she all right?

Fine, absolutely.

But concerned about you.

Right.

Rickie, you really are going to have

to take things easy for a while.

There was some talk

of my having to travel.

Far?

France.

Put it off, can you?

Morning, darling.

Morning.

Oh, Daddy!

Morning, Mummy.

Come on, Betty,

I want you to see my aeroplane.

- But it's your...

- I'll be waiting upstairs.

Right.

That's me, I'm off.

- Shouldn't be late.

- Are you in a terrible hurry?

Only it might be as well

if you spared a moment to read this.

It's from Dinah's friend.

Bridie.

It seems to imply that you and Dinah

have been having an affair...

...for quite a long time.

Which couldn't make sense.

Or could it?

One's own sister.

Does seem a little...

...out of the ordinary.

I haven't seen her for some time.

Well, she's been abroad.

South of France, apparently.

Yes, that's right.

And now she's back.

Is she?

Is she? I didn't know.

And you pick up where you left off,

is that the idea?

No, there is no idea.

Do you know what the very best

thing about all this is?

I knew, didn't l?

Really? Well, then, why didn't

you do something to stop it?

I should get along to the office.

- Is that all you have to say?

- Madeleine, what can I say?

Nothing she wouldn't make you

take back in a moment!

What did she tell you, Rickie?

That nothing else mattered?

Trust?

Decency?

No, being alive, that's the important

thing. Is that what she said to you?

She's a devil.

She's a devil!

She always meant to ruin my life

and now she has.

Madeleine, what...

Don't touch me!

- Go away! Don't touch me!

- Daddy!

- Go away, please!

- It's all right, Anthony.

Mummy's just upset, all right?

- Now, you come with me.

- Go away, I said! Go, please...

Morning, Rickie.

Morning, Jim.

You ought to be in bed.

We ought to

get out like this more often.

Especially now

the weather's improved.

Rickie...

Yes?

Have you been in touch with Dinah?

No.

She doesn't contact you at work?

- Do we have to discuss this?

- I need to know, Rickie.

No. She doesn't call, no.

- All right, boys?

- Yes, Daddy.

You must promise me

you won't see her.

Madeleine, I haven't, and I won't.

Why do you rake it up?

Because you still

have feelings for her.

I'm not blind.

It's only natural, I suppose.

But this isn't about feelings,

it's about a decision.

For your sake as well as ours.

It's the only way we'll any of us

have any peace.

I'm slightly concerned about

the large amount on these bills.

Mm.

Well, bear in mind that

we can only do a hundred thousand.

Come on.

Listen, can we discuss this

at the Wednesday meeting?

- Thank you, goodbye.

- There you are, Mr. Masters.

Ever felt so well you thought

you might burst into flames?

Let's discuss it over lunch.

- We'll be at, erm...

- Cenzo's.

Cenzo's.

Her name's Georgie Worthington.

It's short for Georgina.

- I could have worked that one out.

- I met her at a party,...

...which I almost didn't go to.

Imagine if I hadn't gone

and she had, or vice versa.

To think I might have

missed my chance!

She's a real crackerjack, Rickie.

- Rickie!

- Out of my league, I'd have thought.

Dinah.

- You know Jack.

- Of course.

Well, what a surprise,

bumping into you like this, Rickie.

Absolutely, isn't it?

Listen, er, Jack and I are late

for our table, can I call you?

Well, I'm absolutely ravenous,

so why don't I just come to lunch?

Hm?

If that's all right with you, Jack.

- My usual.

- Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

So, how do I look?

Terribly well.

You know, I feel well.

Got my energy back.

You see, Jack,

I've had an eventful year.

I died and was brought back to life.

Oh, really?

Pulled out of my grave,

and I've no idea why.

I've been wanting to talk

to Rickie about it,...

...but you probably knew that,

didn't you?

You've probably tried to call,...

...but I'm never at home. Hm?

Well, have you,...

...Rickie?

Have you been trying to call?

Oh, forgive me, Rickie,

Charlie Burdett has just come in.

And you've prettier company

than I'd have been.

Bye, old chap.

Well,...

...have you?

We can't be here together.

Let's go somewhere else, then.

I can't.

So, I'm to see you neither one way

or the other, is that it?

I don't know.

I want another drink.

I think you've had enough.

Sorry, Rickie. I'm sorry!

- Come on, let's get you home.

- No.

- Go home, I'll call you.

- No, please come with me, please!

- Let's get you a cab. Taxi!

- I didn't mean to make a scene.

- I'll call you.

- No, come with me.

- I can't, I need to think.

- Oh, please, Rickie, I beg you.

- I've tried so hard to be strong.

- Dinah, Dinah, don't.

Just talk to me, please!

- I'm so alone!

- I'll call you.

You loved me!

- Herbrand Street, please.

- Help me!

Here are the contracts.

Thank you.

Dinah!

Dinah.

- Darling.

- Rickie!

All right. It's all right.

All right.

All right.

You realize

you'll never see Anthony again?

I'm not sure

how good that would be for him.

Growing up without a father

didn't do much for me.

It hardly becomes you to compare

yourself with a casualty of war.

No.

Now, look, you'll want to

get on with divorcing me.

I shan't be divorcing you.

You're not under the impression

the law allows you to marry Dinah?

We'll be in the wilderness,

we know that.

Social pariahs, what a thrill.

We'll see how long you enjoy that.

She can twist you

round her little finger!

So can you.

It's a weakness.

I never gave myself credit for it.

I'll be settling all the money

on you and Anthony.

Given the circumstances, I'm sure

our friends will be sympathetic.

I don't want sympathy!

I want my life back! I love you!

Madeleine,

I think if that were true,...

...you would've said it sooner.

- Is that St Botolph's?

- No.

St Swithin's, in the park.

- Do you go?

- No.

After Anthony was killed

I tried, but...

...I seem to be tone-deaf

to the Almighty.

- Madeleine, I wish...

- What?

I wish I could have been

some help to you.

- I loved Anthony.

- Did you?

You know I did.

Not in a way

that was much use to him.

- Think what you put him through.

- Please, don't say that.

You say sorry and imagine

it wipes the slate clean.

So there's to be no end to it?

I wonder what

you come here for, Dinah.

I wonder what you want.

My sister.

Yes,...

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