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No... we're together...
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Too late... there's something I must do...
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There are things I have to tell you, about how we met, and why we are together. But they can wait. The only important thing now is that I love you and I'm going to keep you safe.
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You can't.
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Why?
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Let me go.
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Where?
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To the church, I must go there.
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Madeleine
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Please let me go.
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It's not fair, it's too late. It wasn't supposed to happen this way, it shouldn't have happened...!
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It had to. We're in love. That's all that counts. Madeleine
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Let me go! Let me go!!
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Madeleine!!
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You believe that I love you?
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Yes.
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And if you lose me, you'll know that I loved you and wanted to go on loving you.
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I won't lose you.
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Let me go into the church alone.
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Why?
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Please. Because I love you. He stares at her, sees the pleading look in her eyes, and lets go. She turns and walks away toward the church, slowly, her head bowed. He watches her go and starts to move after her. Then slowly, as she goes, her head begins to go up until finally, as she walks, she is staring high above her. And then, suddenly, she breaks into a broken run.
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Could I ask you a couple of questions?
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What for? Who are you?
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My name is John Ferguson, and
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Is this some kind of Gallup Poll, or something?
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No, there are just a few things I want to ask you, and
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Do you live here in the hotel?
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No, I happened to see you come in, and I thought
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0h, I thought so! A pickup! Well, you've got a nerve, following me right into the hotel and up to my room! You beat it! Go on! Beat it!
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No, please! I Just want to talk to you!
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Listen, I'm going to yell in a minute!
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I'm not going to hurt you! I promise! Please!
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Just let me talk to you.
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What about?
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You.
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Why?
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I've heard that one before, too. I remind you of someone you used to be madly in love with, but she ditched you for another guy, and you've been carrying the torch ever since, and then you saw me and something clicked. Huh!
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You're not far wrong.
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Well, it's not going to work. So you'd better go.
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Let me come in.
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I warn you, I can yell awfully loud.
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You won't have to.
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Well... you don't look very much like Jack the Ripper...
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What do you want to know?
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Your name. And
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Judy Barton.
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Who you are
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Just a girl, I work at Magnin's
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and how you happen to be living here.
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It's a place to live, that's all.
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But you haven't lived here long.
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About three years.
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No, a year ago! Where did you live a year ago!!?
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I told you! Right here!
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But before! Where did you live before!?!
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Salina, Kansas!
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Listen, what is this? What do you want?
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I want to know who you are.
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I told you! My name is Judy Barton! I come from Salina Kansas. I work at Magnin's! I live here! My gosh, do I have to prove it?
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Will you have dinner with me?
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Why?
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Well, I feel I owe you something for all this...
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No, you don't owe me anything.
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Then will you for me?
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Dinner... and what else?
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Just dinner.
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Because I remind you of her?
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Because I'd like to have dinner with you.
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Well... I've been on blind dates before... Matter of fact, to be honest, I've been picked up before. Okay.
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I'll get my car and be back in half an hour.
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Oh, no! Give me time to change and get fixed up!
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An hour?
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Mmm.
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Okay.
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Thank you again. Goodnight.
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Can I see you tomorrow?
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Tomorrow night? Well
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Tomorrow morning.
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Tomorrow m but I have to go to work. I've got a job.
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Don't go.
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And what will I live on? My oil wells in Texas?
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I'll take care of you.
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Oh, Well, thank very much. But no thanks.
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No, Judy, you don't understand.
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Oh, I understand, all right. I've been understanding since I was seventeen. And the next step is, as long as you're going to see me tomorrow, why don't you stay the night.
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No.
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No? Then what?
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I just want to see you as much as I can!
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As friends? We'd just see a lot of each other as friends, and you'd "take care of me"?
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Yes.
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Why? Because I remind you of someone? That's not very complimentary. And nothing would... happen...
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No.
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That's not very complimentary, either.
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No, Judy, I'm not going to move! Please! Stay in the chair!
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Why?!
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Please! And don't look at me.
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Will you, Judy?
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I suppose I could phone the store in the morning, and say I'm sick.
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I like that one.
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No, there. There's a good one. Do you like that?
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