The Unsuspected Page #2

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Oh, Victor, dear, you

are surprised, aren't you?

Horribly.

You see, we did remember your birthday.

My dear, I've been trying to

Forget it for the last 20 years.

Happy returns!

Oh, Victor!

Happy birthday, Victor.

There's the lord

of the manor now.

This will be quite

A surprise party for Victor

when he discovers you

and Matilda were married.

I'll tell him myself... Later.

And deny me that pleasure?

I doubt if you deny

Yourself many things.

I generally get what I want.

Good evening, miss Moynihan.

Good evening. Oh, look at them.

A cork pops for free, and

they all swarm like locusts.

We thought you weren't

coming, Jane.

Oh, I generally get places...

After driving Victor there

and parking his car, and-

Well, you see, I'm all things

to victor... Except a woman.

Why, Donovan, I'm delighted

to see you, and surprised.

You look like

a fish out of water.

You were the bait.

Yes. Where is that treacherous

niece of mine? Althea?

Happy birthday, my darling!

My dear, this is

all very lovely,

But why a party

at a time like this?

This is like dancing

on their graves.

Oh, I'm sorry, Victor. I

thought it might help you forget.

Well, will you do

something for me?

Take that pianist out

and have him shot.

All right.

Happy birthday!

Now, what's this?

Sweets, to coin a phrase, for the sweet.

My dear, it's a monstrosity.

Why, it's just

a plain birthday cake-

Not even a hidden sword.

Come on, Make a wish.

Yeah, Make a wish!

Thinking of stealing it?

Why not something

more practical?

I, uh, I was curious

about the chandelier.

You're not the first to be

curious about that chandelier.

It was Mr. Grandison's secretary

who was found hanging from it.

And then the police evinced great

interest when they cut her down.

I read the papers.

It must have been a shock

to Mr. Grandison.

More, I imagine,

to the young woman.

But then, of course, no

smart girl would be found.

Hanging around a

Bachelor's private study.

I can get along without

any humorous remarks.

Will you please get out?

I beg your pardon?

I said, please get out.

Surely.

Hope to see you

before your next birthday.

No more birthdays.

Grand party, Victor.

Had a wonderful time.

I had a good time

myself, thank you.

Oh, Jane, won't you

stay the night?

I want to begin work

early in the morning.

Good night, Victor.

Sleep in the country

with the frogs chirping

or whatever they do?

No, thanks, darling. I'm

going back to civilization.

Goodbye. Good luck. Good night.

Give my love to that

small daughter of yours.

Ok. Thank you.

The nicest thing about

guests is their departure.

Arrivederci!

Oh, listen, you're not going.

What about the data

on that Woodward case?

I have it here,

but aren't you tired?

Tired? After a social evening,

Nothing cheers me up as

much as a nice, gory murder.

Come on, let's see

what you got.

Right in there.

I'm perfectly all right.

Perfectly All right. Yes, sir.

Put him to bed. To bed. Yes, madam.

Be gentle with me, Kent.

When I'm in this condition,

I tip over very easily.

Very easily. Yes, sir.

Hmm. Let's go inside. Coming.

Let me see... This was a

hatchet murder, wasn't it?

That's right.

Tiny little thing, Isn't she?

Well, there's only

half of her there.

Yeah. Who's this?

That's the murderer.

This good-looking young boy?

Criminals don't run true to

type, Victor. You know that.

The most dangerous of all

is some charming young killer.

That no one will ever suspect-

"Pretty Boy" Floyd,

for instance. Uh-huh.

Victor.

Victor, there's something

I think you ought to know.

Oh, I know. I saw Oliver.

I can only suggest that you keep

him away from any open flame.

It isn't Oliver.

Have you noticed

a young man around here

with very bad manners?

I think you'll find him

in your study.

In my study?

Good evening, Mr. Grandison.

Were you looking for me?

Hello, sir.

Are you a late guest

for the party.

Or an early arrival

for breakfast?

Neither.

This is Mr. Howard, Victor.

I'm delighted to meet

you, Mr. Howard.

Now, if you don't mind, Mr. Donovan

and I have things to talk about.

Victor, I think you ought

to talk to Mr. Howard.

He and Matilda were married.

Married? You and Matilda were married?

To each other.

Really? When?

3 days before the accident.

I see. Oh, please

sit down, Mr. Howard.

Perhaps I'd better-

No, no, don't go.

I'd rather you stayed.

This is Mr. Donovan.

We've met.

Casually.

Do sit down.

You have proof Of what you say?

Of course.

You sound suspicious.

Merely concerned.

Matilda was very dear to us.

And to me, too, but I hardly

expected this kind of welcome.

Well, I... We can't

help being curious.

At this sudden appearance...

Just as Matilda's estate

is to be legally settled.

So you think I want

Matilda's money.

It's a rather large sum-

Runs into millions,

as you undoubtedly know.

That's the one thing

I didn't know.

We met, and a few days

later, we were married.

I had to leave for Lisbon.

Matilda was to follow by boat.

When I learned the boat

had gone down, I came back.

You see, I thought I

could find something here.

That would make not having

her... A little more bearable.

What, for example?

This picture.

It's all I want.

I'm not interested

in the money.

I happen to have money of my own.

Quite a bit of money.

How lovely.

I'm afraid

I've been in error, sir.

You shall have the picture...

And with it, our most heartfelt welcome.

I loved Matilda,

and anyone she loves

would necessarily be

very close to me.

So you will stay

with us tonight?

If I may. Of course you may.

We'll talk some more tomorrow.

Will you make him comfortable, my dear?

Yes, I will. I'll take

him to the guesthouse.

Fine. Good night.

Good night. Good night, sir.

I hope you like it.

It's decorated

in Early American.

Do you like Early American?

Extraordinary,

most extraordinary...

But do you know I don't

believe a word he said?

Sounded too much like

the truth to be true.

Might be interesting to know a

good deal more about that young man.

That might cost you

a little money.

I've discovered that everything

worthwhile costs a little money.

Good night, Victor. Good night.

It's been a very

interesting evening.

Mm-hmm. Yes, well...

Victor:
"It is difficult now"

to pierce the mists

of time that obscure

what Charles Woodward

was thinking

when he struck his light

of love that fateful blow,

but if we may conjecture,

it is not too much to

assume that his thoughts

may have turned back to that lovely

Spring day when first they met,

"and their adolescent passion

flared into its brief breing."

Being, being, being!

Silly word. Silly script.

Turn it off, Jane.

Want to hear it played back?

No, thank you. I'll listen to it later.

It's much too nice a day for murder.

What's wrong, Victor?

You've lost all your zip.

You're as limp

as an old girdle.

I don't know what's

the matter with me.

The last few days, I've

had a curious premonition.

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