Too Late for Tears Page #3
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- 1949
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I get deathly sick inside.
You know, I think
you're levelling with me.
Maybe I'll string along.
I'll think it over.
I've thought it over.
- What's your name, honey?
- Jane.
One thing. When you get that dough,
I've got to be in on it. Right at the time.
Otherwise, I might make
a nuisance of myself.
I... I may need your help.
How can I get a hold of you,
say... say about five o'clock?
Call that number.
For your sake, beautiful,
I hope you're not trying to soft-soap me.
I wouldn't take kindly to it.
What's the matter with you?
That's just to remind you, honey,
Hello? Sadie, that you?
I'll take that, Mac.
Hello?
Danny. It's all worked out.
We'll get it tonight.
But I've got to know something first.
How do I know you'll be fair with me?
Listen, this is very important.
How do I know?
You don't. But I'll tell you something.
You've got ten times the chance
to get a straight deal from me
as I've got from you.
Now, what's the layout?
Well, be at Westlake Park
at nine o'clock tonight.
There's a big palm tree at the west end
of the lake. A palm tree. Be there.
I'll come alongshore in one of those
boats and signal you with a flashlight.
Be watching. I don't want to
have to do it more than once.
Yes, yes. I'll have the money.
Then why all the complications? Why
can't you just meet me somewhere?
I don't think I like your setup.
It's not a trap or whatever
you're thinking, Danny.
I... I had to choose a place
where you'd have to play fair with me.
Danny? Are you still there?
Yeah. All right, I'll be there.
West end of the lake
under the palm tree. Nine o'clock.
Alan, let's get one of the big ones
like we used to.
Them's for four people, lady.
Here, lady wants one of the big ones.
Like I said. Here comes one now.
What's the matter, sweetie?
You seem all tied up tonight.
There's nothing the matter.
I... I feel fine.
Remember what we used to call
these rides? Cruises into nowhere.
Seems a long time ago, doesn't it?
It was.
Long time ago.
We haven't changed a bit, Jane. Not a bit.
Alan, I... I want to go back to shore.
Why, Jane? We just got started.
Please, darling. I'd like to go back.
Something's wrong. What is it?
Maybe you're right.
Maybe something is wrong.
I feel... chilly.
Let's go back.
Alan, let's put the claim check
in an envelope and put it in the mailbox.
I don't want to keep it any more.
So, that's it. The money again.
Look, sweetheart, let's forget it. I have.
Now that we're here, let's...
let's relax and have a...
Oh, doggone it! I must have left my
cigarettes at Rimoli's. Do you have a...
No.
What have you got in the bag?
It weighs a ton.
There are no cigarettes in there, Alan.
- Did you hear something then?
- Uh-uh.
Stop hearing things and kiss me.
You're ten minutes late. What's the id...
What happened?
It's Alan, my husband.
He's dead. Don't move, Danny.
So, that's what I heard?
A shot, not a backfire.
Yes, and I need your help.
Some other time.
I don't want the money that bad.
Can you take me back to shore,
or do I swim?
If you move, I'll shoot you
and tell them you killed my husband.
If I go along with you,
I get the gas chamber.
I wonder how good a shot you are.
There'll be no gas chamber
for either one of us, Danny.
They saw me get on this boat
with my husband.
They're going to see me get off with him.
You'll be wearing his hat and coat.
You've got nothing to worry about.
Until his body comes floating up.
We're going to see that it doesn't.
You're quite a gal, Mrs. Palmer.
That's for being so sweet.
- Thanks. Come again.
- We intend to.
This is the stuff from his pockets.
Take it. I don't like frisking stiffs.
- What are you going to do with it?
- Never mind. Let's go, quick.
- Sure. Let's go get the dough.
- Listen, we're not in the clear yet.
They've got to see you. They've got
to think Alan brought me home.
I'll meet you at quarter to 12
at 6th and Beachway.
Then we'll go get the money.
Where?
Coldwater Canyon. It's hidden there.
Yeah, this afternoon you said
you'd have it in the boat with you.
You're in no position to pull
another cross-up, honey.
- You know that, don't you?
- Yes, I know it. Danny, please hurry.
Pete, uh... Mr. Palmer would like
to have the car washed tonight.
- Could you do it?
- Sure thing, Mr. Palmer.
Oh, Alan! Get me some cigarettes
while you're there, will you?
- Did I get you up?
- No, I was reading.
I... I guess I must have dozed.
Alan's gone down to the corner
to get a bottle.
Why don't you come in
and have a nightcap with us?
I'd love to. I was beginning to think
you were miffed with me or something.
I can't see why.
You mean to say Mr. Palmer
didn't come in there at all?
Oh, thank you.
I don't understand it.
Pete says he hasn't seen him since
he drove out of here a half-hour ago,
and the people at the drugstore
say he hasn't been there at all.
Maybe he went over to the drive-in
for some hamburgers.
Yes, I suppose so.
I don't understand it. What could have
happened to him? It's over an hour.
If nothing's happened,
why doesn't he call?
I don't know, Jane.
Let me fix you a drink.
Will you connect me
with police headquarters, please?
Yes, it's an emergency.
Hello? I'd like to check
on automobile accidents.
It's my husband. He's missing and...
Lady, the Missing Persons detail
closes at 5pm.
You mean you can't do
anything for me tonight?
How long has he been missing?
Lady, we can't do anything tonight.
If he doesn't show up by tomorrow,
you come down here
and make a report in person
and we'll go to work on it.
Yes, ma'am. OK.
Jane, here's your...
Jane, you have a whole shelf
of whiskey out there.
You told me Alan had gone to get a bottle.
That's right. That proves it. He never
intended to go to the drugstore at all.
There... there's something
I haven't told you, Kathy.
I've known it for a long time.
Alan doesn't love me anymore.
He's beginning to get tired of me.
That's ridiculous and you know it.
It's true, Kathy.
We've been quarrelling a lot lately
about little unimportant things.
I... I bought some clothes the other day
and it made him terribly angry.
Please, Jane. Alan will be home soon.
I think I'll go to bed now.
Good night.
Good night, Kathy.
All right, tiger, let's have that gun you
were waving around down at the lake
and I'll take it butt first.
Danny, the gun was Alan's.
It'd be a bit silly of me not to put it
back where it belonged, wouldn't it?
And you don't have a gun either.
If you did, you wouldn't be hiding it
in your pocket like that, would you?
You know, tiger,
I didn't know they made 'em as
beautiful as you are, and as smart...
...or as hard.
Here.
You can have the gun.
Take it easy, will you?
You're not on Sunset now.
I can't take a chance on being
found missing. You know that.
Don't tell me you buried the dough.
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