The Two Mrs. Carrolls

Mr. Carroll,

You have a fish

on your line.

Mr. Carroll!

You've caught

a fish.

Mr. Carroll.

Darling,

didn't you hear Macgregor?

You've caught a fish.

From this distance,

that takes real talent.

Macgregor,

throw that whale back!

The way I feel,

I don't want even

fish to be unhappy!

Ha ha!

Dearest.

Geoffrey.

Look, Sally, I came

to Scotland to work.

When we left

the inn this morning,

How many sketches did

you promise I could make?

Um...

Correct.

And how many

have I made?

Also correct.

Geoffrey.

Yes, Sally.

I just thought

of something.

Do you realize it's

almost our anniversary?

Anniversary?

Yes, of course,

darling.

At 4:
00, we will have

known each other two weeks.

Two weeks.

Two weeks of the only real happiness

I've ever known.

I love you,

Sally.

I love you.

Mr. Carroll.

Look lively, if you don't

want miss Morton to get wet.

Look at them clouds.

Mr. Macgregor, it can't rain.

It's been fine

all day.

He's right. It's started already.

In Scotland, that's

always a sign of storm.

Rain comes fast

in this country.

Here, you take

this coat.

Where can we go?

You'll take your Lassie to yon shelter,

And be sharp

about it.

I'll get the rods

and the other gear.

We were lucky

to find this place.

You stay here.

I'll go help Macgregor.

All right.

Oh, darling,

take your coat.

Darling!

Darling!

You take these,

Mr. Carroll.

I'll find

my own shelter.

Macgregor, you're a man of tact.

Aye.

Ha ha ha!

Macgregor's

a quaint little man.

Know what he's doing?

What's the matter?

This fell out

of your pocket.

You evidently

forgot to mail it

When we left

the inn.

It's addressed to a

Mrs. Geoffrey Carroll.

My wife.

Why didn't you

tell me?

I tried from the start, but I couldn't.

There's a child,

too.

Are you

separated?

No.

That letter was to ask

for a divorce.

Have you been

married long?

We've been together

10 years.

She's been an invalid

since the child was born.

Do you think

I'd marry you?

I'm afraid you don't know me very well.

I know

I love you.

Why didn't you

tell me before?

I didn't want

to lose you.

It would've saved

so much hurt.

Now it's no use.

I don't believe that.

Before I found you,

I was finished.

There was nothing.

I couldn't think.

I didn't care.

We mustn't

lose each other.

We couldn't

if we tried.

No. No!

Miss Morton,

where are you going?

You'll catch your death

of cold.

Do you hear me?

You'll catch your death!

Death, death, death!

You'll have to sign

for this, sir.

Of course.

There you are. Snug as a bug in a rug.

This will be

October the 2nd.

There you are,

sir.

Oh, excuse me.

Blagdon's

cash chemist.

Horace Blagdon

speaking.

Oh, hello, Alf.

Who?

Oh.

Who ran second?

Oh. Well, um,

Call me before

the last race.

Good-bye.

Out of the money?

As usual.

You see this scar,

Mr., uh, Fleming?

A horse kicked me

when I was 9.

I've been trying to get even with horses

Ever since.

It ain't quite

worked out.

Five shillings,

please.

All right.

Thanks a lot.

Quite all right,

sir.

Always glad to be

of service.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon,

Mr. Fleming, sir.

Fleming?

Mother.

Hello, father.

Hello, bee.

How's your mother?

About the same.

Not well.

She's resting

now.

I wish there was

something more

We could do for her.

I know.

Any sale today?

Same old routine.

I have what the English

call definite promise,

But that doesn't

pay cash.

It will one day.

You're a genius.

It's a pity

that only you

And your mother and I

recognize that fact.

When you finish this

one, they'll all know.

The angel of death.

You think it's good, huh?

I should say I do.

It's frightening,

of course.

Makes me shiver

sometimes,

But it's so

definitely mother.

Oh.

Yes.

Do you think

she'll live

Until you finish

the picture?

Of course.

What do you mean?

We both want her

to live

Because

we love her.

That doesn't mean she

will live, does it?

Come here, bee.

You feel much closer to

mother than me, don't you?

I don't know.

I hadn't thought

of it,

But, yes,

I believe I do.

Why?

Well,

for one thing,

You've been away

so much.

Painting

in Paris,

Then in your own

country.

So many trips.

I suppose

that's true.

I've always been here with mother alone.

Naturally I feel

closer to her.

Mm-hmm.

I suppose so.

You mustn't misunderstand me, father.

I love you, too,

And I admire you

tremendously.

It's just that...

I understand.

I understand.

Time for mother

to have her milk.

I've kept it warm.

Here,

I'll do that.

I'll take it

to her.

Good. She likes

to have you do that.

I'm glad.

Put my hat

and coat away.

I won't be

going out.

Certainly, father.

Bee.

Yes, father?

Starting tomorrow, you're

going to a private school.

School? Tomorrow?

Yes.

Your mother's done

a wonderful job with you,

But it's time you mingled

with other children.

Oh, I don't mind

the idea of school.

I rather like it.

But with mother ill

and the money...

You let me

do the worrying.

We'll talk it over

with your mother later.

Father.

Yes?

I'll do anything

you say, always,

Because I know

you're doing

What you feel

is right.

sweet lass of Richmond hill

sweet lass of Richmond hill

I'd crowns resign

to call thee mine

sweet lass of Richmond hill

You knocked?

I did. Is Mrs. Carroll at home?

Depends. What name shall I say?

Pennington.

Charles Pennington.

Has a nice flow.

Charles Pennington.

Uh-huh. Might

as well come in.

Thank you.

I heard someone

singing outside.

Was that

Mrs. Carroll?

Oh, might have been.

People sing

in the spring.

What a memory

you must have.

What's that?

Oh, nothing. Just a passing thought.

Hmm. As I

always say,

When you work

for an artist,

You can expect

anything.

Wait in here,

if you please.

Mrs. Carroll.

Mrs. Carroll, there's a man to see you,

Name

of Pennington.

Who?

Charles Pennington.

I'd crowns resign

to call thee mine

sweet lass of Richmond

Tremendous,

isn't it?

Hello.

Hello.

What did

you say?

I said it was

tremendous.

Yes, but creepy.

Only at first. You get accustomed to it.

Then you think

it's wonderful.

She was

my mother.

Died less than

two years ago.

I'm sorry.

You needn't be.

We all die.

I've heard a rumor

to that effect.

It isn't exactly

like mother was

Because it isn't

a portrait.

Yet it's

like her.

Father says it's

representational.

Represen... father took the very word

Right out

of my mouth.

Are you

a painter?

No.

I'm a lawyer.

Well, we can't all be painters, can we?

You're

from London.

Mm-hmm.

We used

to live there.

It's quite

a change then.

You're only

40 Miles away,

But here in Ashton,

you only see churches.

True, but the churches

are beautiful,

And I love the sound

of the bells.

Penny!

Penny!

Hello,

Sally.

Penny.

You look fine. It's good to see you.

Bee, you

needn't leave.

He's an old friend

of mine.

We've already met.

He's nice.

Quite nice.

How old is she? 45 or 50?

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