The Woman in the Window Page #2

but quite good, I think.

They're of me, of course.

A little late, isn't it?

Is that late? 11:00?

I don't think I should.

You don't think you should?

What do you mean?

I was warned.

You mean, you're afraid? Of me?

No, no, no. It's not that, but...

I was warned against

the siren call of adventure

at my age.

I should never have stopped to talk

with you.

I should never, never have come here

to drink with you.

Never?

Come in.

- May I have your hat?

- Yes, thank you.

Make yourself at home.

I'll be right back.

(DOOR OPENS)

Clemens, who did the one in the window,

did these.

Just sketches, but nice, I think.

Beautiful.

Let's have another.

I should say no, I know,

but I haven't the slightest intention

of saying it.

I should say not.

This is much too pleasant to break up.

- Ouch!

- Did you cut yourself?

No, but the wire broke.

Have you something to cut it with?

- Scissors all right?

- Yes, I think that will do.

Who are you?

- My name is...

- Frank!

Frank, God! Listen!

I told you, if you ever...

- Stop that, you fool.

- Fool, huh?

Frank! Frank! Stop!

Stop! Frank!

Is...

Is he...

What...

What are we going to do?

I don't know.

Call the police, I suppose.

What was his name?

Howard.

Frank Howard.

That's what he told me.

Don't you think it was?

I don't know.

I don't think so, but I don't know.

He never told me anything else.

Where he lived, what he did,

anything.

I saw him two or three times

a week, perhaps.

He never took me out to dinner

or a show or anything.

What... What are you...

Where's the telephone?

In the bedroom.

WOMAN:
Operator.

Operator, get me...

Operator. Operator.

You say nobody has ever

seen you with him?

We've never been out together.

When you met him?

That was on a train.

Why?

Who knows at all about you and him?

Unless he told someone,

which I doubt,

nobody.

You've never mentioned him to anybody?

Not his name.

Not even the name he gave me.

Do you think

there's something we can do?

I was just wondering.

I was wondering if anybody could have

seen him coming in here tonight.

I'm sure not.

He wouldn't even get out of the cab

if there was anyone around.

Do you think

there's something we can do?

Do you? I don't want to go to jail.

Try to keep calm. Please.

Let's think about it a minute.

Let's see if there is anything.

They'll never believe us, you know.

No, I'm afraid they won't, but even if

they did, we wouldn't be much better off.

They'll say we can make up

any kind of story we wanted to.

Who else saw it?

They'll make it some kind of murder,

I know they will.

Please.

I have no feeling about him.

He was trying to kill me,

there's no question about that.

If I hadn't killed him, he'd have killed me.

If you hadn't given me the scissors,

I'd be dead.

But whatever they believe,

I'm ruined, my whole life.

You were thinking of something.

What was it?

I was wondering

if we had the nerve for something,

something pretty dangerous

that would shut the door on us

completely if we were caught.

Anything you say.

I don't want to go to jail! I don't!

It's this.

If nobody knows about you,

if nobody saw him coming in here tonight,

how could either of us

be connected with it

if his body were found

miles and miles away from here?

But how?

I'd have to go and get my car.

I'll park it directly in front of the door.

And then we'll pick our moment.

You'll watch while I carry it out

and put it in the back.

And then I'll dump it

somewhere in the country.

It'll be found of course, sooner or later,

but maybe not for a week.

You mean, you'll go for your car

while I wait here?

- Would you be afraid?

- Not of that.

If you got out of here,

why should you ever come back?

I like you. I think you're all right,

but I don't even know your name.

And I don't think

there's a man in the world

that wouldn't get out of a mess like this

if he could.

Oh, we mustn't quarrel.

If we do that, we're lost, both of us.

Why can't I go with you?

Well...

I'm hoping we can get ourselves

out of this completely.

But there's one condition.

I won't tell you my name, what I do,

or take you to get the car,

because then you'd know where I live.

But if we're successful tonight,

it'll be of no importance to you.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

You leave something here.

Leave your vest with me.

That would be a clue

if you didn't come back.

Well, that's fair enough.

There's almost no blood outside,

fortunately.

Have you a dark blanket

we can wrap him in?

I have one.

The trouble is, I have no idea

what the police can do with clues.

A great deal, I'm sure.

I've read of things little short

of miraculous by the city police,

as well as the FBI,

from a piece of cloth or even a button.

1:
15.

I'll have to take the subway,

so I probably won't be able to make it

much under three quarters of an hour.

Maybe an hour.

But even if I'm longer than that,

don't worry.

Don't get panicky and call the police,

because I promise you I'll be back.

I won't fail you.

2:
15.

- Now, look outside, will you?

- Yes.

Nobody.

Keep your nerve. We'll make it.

I'd like my car, please.

Yes, sir.

- Hey, Charlie.

- CHARLIE:
Yeah?

- Professor Wanley's car.

- Right away.

- Kind of late for you, isn't it?

- Yes, later than I expected.

Hey, you know Mr. Warne

in your building?

Yes.

4:
00 Sunday morning, he got in.

Better get them brakes adjusted,

first chance you get. They're pretty loose.

I will.

(SIREN BLARING)

Pull over to the curb.

Don't you ever turn your lights on

at night?

I'm sorry, I thought the garage man

turned them on.

Let's see your driver's license.

Wanley, huh? What's that, Polish?

- No, it's American.

- Do you have any other identification?

I have a letter here

from the board of education.

- Professor, huh?

- Assistant.

Okay, but watch those lights from now on.

(DOOR TAPPING)

- Everything all right?

- Everything is just as you left it.

The name on the mail box is Reed,

Alice Reed,

in case you have to come again.

Well, if we're lucky, I don't think

there'll be any occasion for that.

- Is that the blanket?

- Yes.

First, I imagine we've got to get rid of

the more obvious means of identification.

I've already done that.

- You searched him?

- It had to be done, didn't it?

No letters or anything with a name on it?

No. But...

RICHARD:
"C.M."

He told me Frank Howard.

That's all I know.

All right, tie it all up

and tomorrow get on one of the ferries,

not during a rush hour,

and drop it overboard.

- And be very careful that you aren't seen.

- The money, too?

You might as well keep it.

I don't see how that can be traced.

- What about the watch?

- Do exactly as I tell you. Please.

Otherwise we might as well

give ourselves up now.

We can't afford to overlook one detail.

We've got to think of everything

in advance.

- Remember that.

- I will.

How about this rug?

There's only a little spot.

I can get that out myself.

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