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He didn't do it Nick! |
What do you mean? |
How are you?.... Oh, I'm Mrs. Jorgensen now.... No, she isn't here. Is it about her father? Well, can I take the message? |
Give it to me. |
Oh, here she is. |
What is it? Has he found him? |
Do you know where he's living? Oh.... Well, at least I'm glad he's all right. Thank you for calling. Goodbye. |
What is it? |
Nothing. |
That isn't true. It was about your father. Where is he? |
He's all right. Isn't that enough? |
No. |
You just want money and you haven't any right to any more. He made a big settlement on you. |
That's gone long ago. I've got to see him. Where is he? |
I won't have you hounding him any more for money. |
Mother .... you couldn't do that. You couldn't go to her. |
I didn't say I would. But we've got to have money. |
Did it ever occur to you that Chris might work? |
Shush! |
Don't. It's horrible. |
Nonsense! She got at she deserved. |
You took that money from Julia's hand. |
I didn't. |
Then what are you hiding? |
It's a piece of evidence that's worth a great deal more than that. |
You hand that over to the police. |
I'll do nothing of the sort. |
All right, then. I'll tell them. |
I don't think you will. It's your father's. |
I don't believe it! You're lying! |
There! |
Oh! |
Now do you believe me! |
Mother! |
And I'll give then proof! |
Oh, Andy. |
Don't cry. |
I can't help it. You don't know..... |
Darling, you can't go through any more of this. Now you get together your clothes and your skates and we'll go out to my family's in the country. |
I can't. |
You've got to get your mind off this. |
You're sweet, but the only thing that you can do for me is to go. |
Go! |
And don't ever try to see me again. |
What are you talking about? |
Please! You can't get mixed up in this. |
Do you think I care |
You don't understand. You don't know what's going to happen. |
I only know I want to marry you... right now, and |
I can't marry you! I can't ever marry you! |
Dorothy! |
How would you like to have a couple of little murderers for your children? It'd be fun, wouldn't it? Maybe they'd murder each other... keep it all in the family. That's what Father should have done. He should have killed me and Gilbert... then we wouldn't have had this to go through. |
You're talking like a crazy person, |
Why not? I am crazy....the whole family's crazy. |
Dorothy.... listen to me. I love you. Don't you understand that? I love you. |
Go away! |
This is a pretty dead bunch, isn't it? |
You're high enough. |
Why not? |
Darling, don't cry. Please. I know it's terrible. But isn't it really better this way? |
Oh, Andy, Andy! |
How are you? |
Another young man. |
It's the same one. |
Well! |
That is, if it's all right with you. |
And if it isn't? |
Mind if I look around? |
Help yourself. Oh, Tom, show this gentleman... |
She's got me worrying, too. |
Don't start worrying about him. He's a good guy, but screwy. |
Why did that man want to kill him? |
Said he stole his invention. |
Do you suppose..... ? |
What? |
Nothing. |
You better take a drink. |
I didn't know you invented that Smelting Process. |
Look those are the first metals that came through. |
All settled? Grand! Why did your mother ever divorce him? He's swell. |
Welll, it seems he has a secretary. |
Oh. I'll do my own typing! |
Cheer up, darling. |
I'm sorry. |
What's the matter, darling ... not sweet enough? |
It's all right. |
Darling, your father's all right. He'll turn up in time. |
But tonight is Christmas Eve! |
He's just forgotten. You know he forgets everything. |
He's never forgotten a promise to me. I'm worried about him. I know something's happened to him. |
What could happen to him, darling? You mustn't worry.... What is it? |
Just a minute... |
Now don't say that he's just off somewhere working. |
I can't find him. I've tried everything. I thought you might know. |
Any luck? |
He's just around the corner. |
There's a physiological as well as a psychological angle in my father's relationship with Julia Wolf that the police have overlooked. And I think it explains everything. You see, my father was a sexogenarian. |
He was? |
Yes. He admitted it. |
Sexogerarian, eh? Yes. Yes. But I can't put that in the paper. |
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