The Last of Robin Hood Page #7

just as pleased as punch.

What happened to the body, Errol?

Oh, they took it back to the mortuary

and no one was the wiser.

But if I know Barrymore,

he was up on his cloud saying,

"Thanks for the outing, boys.

That last place was a bit cramped."

Is it true you have a two-way mirror

put up in your guestroom?

I'm sorry, young man. I would never

corrupt you with that sordid tale.

Oh, it's all right.

He can hear it, Errol.

To tell you the truth,

I need to lie down for just a bit.

- Do you need me to...

- No, no, no.

Stay there, old sport.

I never felt better in my life.

I shall return.

- So, how do you like Vancouver?

- Oh, it's beautiful. We really like it.

Can I ask how old you are, Beverly?

I'm 21.

Really? You look younger.

I was only 18, when I met Kenneth

and we were in high school.

Excuse me. I'm sorry.

I'm going to check on Errol.

Errol? Errol?

Errol? Is it your back, Errol?

Errol? Help! Someone help me! Please!

Errol? Help!

Help me, someone! Help me!

Help! Please, help!

Errol? Errol!

Errol?

No.

No!

Errol, no!

But is it true Errol Flynn

died in your arms?

- What were his last words?

- How long had you known him?

Are you going to the funeral?

Miss Aadland, did Flynn

leave you anything in his will?

- Beverly! Bev!

- Miss Aadland, how did you meet...

How old are you?

Beverly!

Now, it's time for our once-a-week round-up

of America's number one society stories.

What's the news this week, Hedda?

Well, I for one, am fed to the teeth

with all the drool

about Errol Flynn and the Aadland ladies.

It makes me sick.

We've known for years

what a rou Flynn was.

And he met his match in Beverly,

a teen hellcat...

As for the peg-legged scheming mother,

well, Mrs. Aadland,

in this state there is

a little statute on the books

about contributing

to the delinquency of a minor.

Keep it up and you'll end up

right where you belong, in the clink.

Bev! Oh, I'm so glad to see you.

I missed you so much. Come on.

You look tired. Have you been sleeping?

I'm fine. I just... just wanted

to stay out of the spotlight.

I know. It's... It's been very hard.

I fixed up the bedroom

for you very nicely.

And I'll just... I'll stay on the couch.

Oh, no, it's okay.

I'm fine with the couch.

Mom?

There's all this crazy stuff in the press

about me being pregnant, and the will.

It makes me so damned mad.

- Have you been talking to them?

- No, not really.

Well, don't.

She's not great. She's only been sleeping

about two hours at a time.

And she doesn't eat...

I didn't know what was wrong.

So I took her to the doctor and the

doctor said that she's just grief-stricken.

- Well, she's been through a lot.

- I know, Ronnie. I know.

That's why I thought

it would be a good idea

for her to just... You know,

throw herself into something.

Like her career.

Take advantage of all the attention.

In fact, there's a guy out in Glendale

who wants her to appear in his nightclub.

It's just the ticket for Bev, I think.

Some say that happiness

Is hard to find

Some say they'd never

Have peace of mind

I say the same thing

And I thought it was true

But that was before

I met you

Some say that life

Is a mystery

Some say that love

- Brings only misery

- A**hole.

I say the same thing

And I thought it was true

But that was before I met you

Hank Segal of the Times loved you.

And the Hollywood Post

is gonna write a little article.

And Pat is so happy because the take

at the bar was twice what it normally is.

That's 'cause you were here.

Very funny. So...

What do you say we celebrate

and go, maybe, to Canter's

and get a burger and a shake?

I can't. I'm going to a party

at Jack's tonight.

I don't like you hanging out

with those punks.

They are... They just play up to you because

you're famous and because of Errol...

- That's not true.

- You be home by midnight.

Beverly?

Bev?

Wait here.

- Yeah, who is it?

- I wanna talk to Beverly.

- Who is this?

- I have to talk to Beverly.

If you don't let me talk to her,

I'm gonna call the police.

- Sleep it off, lady.

- Wait a minute.

Beverly?

Beverly?

Beverly!

Beverly!

Beverly, it's your mother!

- She's out of her mind.

- She's baying at the moon.

- Beverly!

- Go home, lady!

- What?

- Go home!

But I want my daughter here!

Is she up there?

- Beverly? Send her down!

- I haven't seen her!

Yes, you have! You liar!

Get me my daughter!

Bev!

What? What the f***

are you doing, you jackass?

Come down... stop it!

What are you doing? Beverly!

I'm gonna get the law after you,

you stupid punks!

Go home!

I called as soon as I saw the papers.

- When's the court date?

- 23rd of next month.

- It's hard to believe, really.

- I know.

Contributing to the delinquency

of a minor and then they take Bev

and they hold her in juvenile hall,

what is the point of that?

They're just trying to

punish me for what Errol did.

- It'll never stand up in court.

- Why?

It's got a lot of major difficulties. I mean,

it's in Beverly's handwriting for a start.

And that really wouldn't be

such a problem,

except for when you look on the back,

there's no signature page.

- It's gotta be there, somewhere.

- No, not on this copy.

He dictated it to Beverly,

so he must have signed it.

I mean, he wanted Beverly

to have a third of his estate.

Well, his estate is,

believe me, a nightmare.

I don't really care.

You've gotta find the signature page.

But Florence, it's more than that.

He needed to initial every page in the

presence of a witness, two witnesses.

This is a sloppy job.

Typical.

- Are you eating? You look thin.

- No, I'm fine.

- They taking good care of you?

- Yeah, they're really nice.

Don't worry, baby. We're gonna

be back together again real soon.

Mom, people are saying that they're

never gonna give you custody.

What? Who's saying that?

Just people around here.

My social worker and stuff.

Well, that's not true. I've spent my

last dime on a crackerjack attorney

and I'm fighting

with everything that I've got.

I know.

But I just wanted to say

that if it doesn't go your way,

they've talked to me about some

foster care at a ranch outside the city.

No, that's not gonna happen.

That's not gonna happen.

It's not the way it's meant to be.

I don't think that anything

was ever meant to be, Mom.

I disagree.

All right, I don't wanna argue about it.

Bev, I...

I went to see the lawyer

about the will and...

It's no good.

He doesn't think it's gonna hold up.

But, Errol dictated it

to me himself in Cuba.

I know, I know, I know.

But they can't find the signature page.

And they don't know if it was stolen

or it was misplaced. Then he didn't...

He didn't file the damn

thing properly. It's just...

Left us high and dry.

Well, I don't care.

I don't care about the money.

I don't care about anything, really.

There's nothing that can bring him back.

I know, baby.

It was a party

whenever he was around, wasn't it?

Now, the party's over

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