The Snorkel Page #3

this nonsense

about Paul must stop.

He's only trying to do

his best for you.

Why do people

have passports?

Well, you have to have them if you want

to travel from one country to another.

I know, but why?

So you can

prove who you are,

then the country

can stamp the passport

and they know

where everyone is.

Do they stamp your passport every

time you go in and out of a country?

Yes, they mark it

with the date.

In France? Yes, same as everywhere else.

Now look, pet, I'll just go and

order the ice cream. All right?

Thank you, Jean.

Where's Paul?

Mr. Wilson's out

looking for him.

Now you won't leave your room

again without telling me, will you?

Can I just go

along the hall?

Yes. As long as you

don't leave the hotel.

All right, Jean.

Come on, Toto.

Here! Here!

Now leave things alone, Toto.

We don't want this.

We want his passport so that we can

prove that he wasn't in France at all.

Hello, Candy. Are you

interested in my passport?

Yes.

Why?

Jean told me we were

going to America.

Quite. So you'll need

a visa, won't you?

Like that one.

See here,

it says all about me,

and the rest shows you all the

countries that I've visited.

Lots and lots of them.

Show me.

All right.

Come and sit on the bed.

Now, you see, this is where we

went to Switzerland last year.

You'll have one like that

in your passport, too.

That's a British one.

All those are French.

Ah.

That's the one where I

went in France last week,

and down here, when

I came back two days ago.

See, the date is

marked very clearly.

That way it can

always be proven

where one has been

any given day.

Interesting, isn't it?

Oh, I just saw

Jean downstairs.

She was ordering you

a huge ice cream.

I expect

she's taking it up now.

Hadn't you better

get back to your room?

Hello, Toto.

Come on.

Come on, go find Candy.

Come along, Toto.

Now, say please, Toto.

There's a good dog. Yeah.

Now, come on,

go and find Candy.

Jean.

Yes?

Is suicide a mortal sin?

What do you mean?

Well, if Mummy did

what they said,

will she still be able

to go to heaven?

Of course she will.

But suicide is wicked,

isn't it?

Well, sometimes it is, when a

person does it to escape something.

Something they've done.

But your mummy wasn't like

that. She wasn't wicked.

But there must be a reason.

And she would've

wanted me to know.

She would've left a letter, so that

I'd have known why she had to do it.

Well, sometimes a person

does a thing suddenly,

in what's called

a fit of depression.

Your mummy must've

been very unhappy

with both you and Paul

away like that.

But we'd been away before.

One can't always tell

what goes on inside a person.

You mummy was all alone

in that big, old house.

Why did she stay there,

then? She hated the house.

Surely not, pet.

She did.

She told me she only lived

there because Paul wanted her to.

She wanted to change

everything and make it nicer,

but he wouldn't let her.

She bought

loads of new things.

But he wouldn't

let her change anything.

He wouldn't let her put

the electric light in.

She hated gas.

She was frightened of it.

Are you sure?

She told me.

She said it was dangerous.

But Mummy will go to

heaven, won't she, Jean?

Yes, of course she will,

pet. Of course she will.

Now you hurry and

finish your ice cream.

I'll just go

and post this letter,

and then we'll think of something

nice to do this afternoon.

Poor Toto.

I'd forgotten all about you.

Here, have some ice cream.

It's your favorite.

Why did you do it?

Candy,

what's happened to...

I know why you killed Mummy

and Daddy, but why Toto?

Candy, you mustn't think

I had anything to do with it.

Don't you touch him!

I know you killed him,

and you're going to

have to kill me, too,

because if you don't,

I'm going to kill you!

"You're going to

have to kill me,

"because if you don't,

I'm going to kill you. "

Those were her exact words.

It's terrible. Poor Candy.

I can't forget the way

she looked at me.

It was so abnormal.

I hope it's nothing permanent.

Of course,

she's only a child.

These two things

coming together.

She was beginning

to accept the first.

If only there'd been a

letter, it would have helped.

It's funny

there was nothing at all.

Yeah.

Mr. Decker, Candy said her

mother was afraid of gas.

Does it seem right to you that a

person who was frightened of gas

would use it

to commit suicide?

Did she say that?

Madge wasn't frightened

of anything.

Candy said that you

didn't want Mrs. Decker

to put electricity

in the villa.

No, I didn't.

Madge had already spent

a fortune on the house.

I had to tell her

to stop somewhere.

I wish to heaven I hadn't.

Shall we go for

a walk by the sea?

Well, I don't know.

There's Candy.

Candy'll be asleep by now.

Well, I'll just take

a peek at her,

and then I'll meet you

in the hall.

All right.

Heavenly here,

isn't it?

Perfect.

I want to thank you

for all you're doing, Jean.

Please, what did you

expect me to do,

walk out when

things went wrong?

Of course not,

but you're doing

so much more than

just the right thing.

It's meant very much to me

having you here.

You do believe me,

don't you?

Yes, I believe you.

I'm glad.

It's important to me.

Since you came

to look after Candy,

things have been

very different.

If anything went wrong, there

was always Jean to look after it.

Set it straight again.

I just don't know

what we did before.

You obviously managed.

You seemed happy enough.

Yes, we were happy.

Madge and I had

many things in common.

But there are other things,

you know.

I found myself looking

forward to the school holidays,

when you'd come home

with Candy.

And I used to wonder whether you'd

changed while you'd been away.

I was never away for long.

People can change

in a very short time.

You might have met

someone, some man.

I used to hate the idea that you'd get

married and not come home to us anymore.

And now you're

sending us away again.

But we're doing that for

Candy's sake, you know that.

I know. I was only joking.

I'm not joking, Jean. I'm very

serious, and I want you to believe that.

I do believe it, Paul.

As tomorrow is our last day,

shall we all go on a picnic?

All children love picnics. It might be

good to have a day like that before we go.

Good idea.

That'll be fun.

We'll take the car, go along

the coast, park near the beach.

Good idea.

If Candy's still up when we

get back, you can tell her.

She better hadn't be.

It's nearly midnight.

I thought I'd find you here,

Candy. You've been a naughty girl.

I don't like naughty girls.

It's all right.

She's up here.

Oh, Jean!

Candy! Candy,

it's all right, darling.

There's nothing to worry

about. You're safe now.

Jean, I was so frightened. I didn't

know what was going to happen.

I was so frightened.

Candy, are you sure you

wouldn't like some fruit?

No, thanks.

I'm not very hungry.

She's hardly

eaten anything.

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