The Macomber Affair Page #7

at him through the gunsight.

In that split second,

you thought, "now! Do it now!

No one will ever know."

Stop!

You wanted him dead.

You wanted to kill him.

It was so easy to squeeze the trigger,

and he was... Stop!

Well, why didn't you poison him?

It would have been much cleaner.

Stop. Please stop.

All right.

I'll stop now.

"Please"

makes it much better.

Well, if Smollett comes back

and takes you to the jury room,

I want you to know that I said

it was an accident in my report.

Then why did you

put me through all this?

Because I've still

got to know

What kind of a woman

you are.

Tell me...

did you ever love him?

Yes,

in the beginning.

We were married

in 1937.

Francis had his own

particular brand of charm,

And I believed that he loved me

as much as I loved him.

I soon found out

that I had made a mistake.

I saw very soon the other side

of Francis Macomber...

The way he tried to hide

his weaknesses with brutality.

That was my honeymoon.

Why didn't you leave him?

Well, I loved him enough

to marry him.

I loved him enough

to stick by him.

I thought

I could change him.

I found out

he was a coward

By the way he treated

little people.

He'd take it out

on them...

Servants or someone

who couldn't fight back.

We were on the verge

of separating many times,

But we'd patch it up.

He'd catch me by saying he was

falling in love with me again

And that I'd soon see

what a different man he'd be.

And you still thought

you could change him?

No, I couldn't change him.

I didn't change him.

He changed me

and made me what I am now.

I could feel the rottenness

spreading through me,

But by then,

I didn't care.

Well, you seemed to be

getting along all right

When we started

on the hunt.

We made a sort of

last-Ditch bargain,

And I was trying to keep

my end of it.

But when he ran away

from the lion

And took it out

on the serving boy,

That was the end,

the absolute end.

He made all that up

with the buff.

And he was going

to tell you that...

"Just give me an even break."

That's the way he'd put it.

And then the circle

would start over again

And over and over.

That's what I thought

when I stood by the car

And watched

the two of you.

Then the buffalo charged.

Yes, I saw him in the gunsight,

but I saw the buffalo, too,

And then I fired.

I hated Francis.

I wanted him dead.

Maybe I killed him.

If there's such a thing

as murder in the heart,

There's

your certain answer.

Where are you going?

The jury is waiting.

You're free and clear

if you just keep quiet.

Are you suggesting...

I'm not

suggesting anything.

But stop and think

what the jury might do.

If I'm guilty,

they'll send me to prison.

But better that than to be free

and live with this.

I'll go in with you,

see if I can help.

You brought me this far.

I'll go the rest

of the way myself.

Good luck then.

Thanks, Wilson.

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