Waterloo Bridge Page #9

Oh, let us wait until the morning.

Let us think this over.

Will you promise?

I promise.

Thank you.

You've been so good.

I wish I could have been

all that you hoped.

(ROY HUMMING)

Myra.

Why, you little gadabout.

What are you doing

prowling around at this hour?

- You been with Mother?

- Yes.

Isn't she wonderful?

Yes, she is.

I knew I wouldn't sleep

so I've been in the garden...

...confiding my luck to the stars.

- Were they pleased?

They seemed indifferent. They went on

glittering, the little exhibitionists.

(LAUGHS)

Oh.

- Ever see this before?

- I think so.

Here.

But I gave it to you. It's yours.

I think it'll be safer with you,

just as I'll be.

I dropped it in the garden a moment ago.

I was frantic until I found it again.

I think you'd better have it from now on

because now that we're both...

...as they say, one, it really doesn't matter

which one of us keeps it, does it?

It's brought me luck.

Now let it bring you luck.

I'll keep it for you, Roy.

- I'm tired, darling.

- Yes, you look tired.

- Been a strenuous day for you.

- Yes.

Good night, darling.

Goodbye, darling.

Ha, ha, why "goodbye"

when it's only till morning?

Because every parting from you...

...is like a little eternity.

That's the way I feel too.

- Goodbye.

- Goodbye, little sentimentalist.

ROY:

Tomorrow, all day to ourselves.

Yes, my love.

Wait for me.

Myra.

Myra, it's Roy.

- Myra.

KITTY:
What on earth's going...?

- Oh, it's you.

- Hello, Kitty.

- Where's Myra?

- She's not with you?

- What are you talking about?

- She left Scotland last night.

- Without telling you?

- She's not been here, then?

Not since she walked out with you

the other day.

- Look here, can I come in?

- Of course.

I was just having a bite to eat.

Sit down. What's happened?

She left a note

that she couldn't marry me.

Was there any trouble with your family?

No, no, no, none.

It's incredible. I can't understand it at all.

Last night we were together.

She told me she was happy.

- When did she leave?

- The first train for London.

- She must have arrived hours ago.

- Well, she's not been here.

Where is she?

Kitty, there's something

I haven't understood.

I've felt it in the back of my mind

since I came home. You know what it is.

Tell me.

Tell me.

I suppose you better face it, Roy.

I suppose she means for you

never to see her again.

- Why not?

- I don't know! Don't ask me.

What's in back of all this?

If you don't tell me, I'll go to the police.

- Oh, no. Don't go to the police.

- Why shouldn't I?

Roy, can you take it...

...no matter what you find out

about her?

- What are you hinting?

- Answer me. Can you take it?

No matter what I find out, it won't make

any difference. I've got to find her.

Well, come on, then.

We'll look for her.

- Hello, Kitty.

- Have you seen Myra?

- No.

- Are you sure?

See, I know every bit what comes in here,

and Myra particularly.

And when I tells you she ain't, she ain't.

Oh, all right. Thanks.

Why don't you and your gentleman

sit down here for the fight?

Seen Myra?

No, I ain't seen her for about four days.

Where has she gone, the Riviera?

- If you see her, tell her I'm looking for her.

- All right, I will, dearie.

- Hey, Mack.

- Hi, sister.

- Have you seen Myra?

- It's early for Myra.

She don't usually come around

till about midnight.

All right, thanks.

Roy, she don't seem to be anywhere.

There's only one place we haven't tried.

What place is that?

Waterloo Station.

Waterloo Station, driver.

Well?

Not anywhere?

No. Nobody's seen her.

- Oh, Roy, I'm scared.

- Kitty.

I'm scared, I tell you. Where is she?

She...

She couldn't go through with it.

She was too honest.

She said it was a chance to live.

- A chance to live?

- And that she'd never go back.

That she'd never go back to the...

You don't need to say it. I understand.

Then...

Then where is she?

She's lost, Kitty.

She's escaped us.

And I'll always look for her.

I'll never find her.

Is that you, Myra?

Hello.

Heard you was married.

- No.

- That Kitty...

...she told me.

Said you'd got off with some toff.

I knew it was too good to be true.

Yes.

Oh, well, cheer up.

Things can't be worse.

Going down to the station?

Oh, well.

I'll be off on me Ionesome, then.

Toodle-oo.

(SCREECHING)

MYRA:

I loved you.

I've never loved anyone else.

I never shall.

That's the truth, Roy.

I never shall.

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