Lovers and Other Strangers Page #3

You and Joan are his godparents.

You got a responsibility.

Who'll take care of him

if, God forbid, we all die in a fire?

We could all get killed

crossing the street by a truck.

- Or die of a heart

attack in the living room.

- Or get electrocuted

in the bathtub.

Believe me, dying is no picnic.

If you're not going to talk intelligently,

I'm not going to discuss it with you.

For God's sake, Frank, do something.

Don't tell me you won't discuss it.

I'll take off my strap...

and give you a beating.

I don't care how old you are.

Don't you touch him.

That's all you know, the strap.

Where were you when he was young

and really needed a good beating?

- It's all your fault.

- Don't give me it's my fault.

It's your fault. You spoiled him.

It's all your fault.

I don't blame Ritchie. I don't blame Joan.

I don't even blame you.

You know who I blame?

The Ecumenical council.

Once you start monkeying around

with who's a saint and who isn't...

it makes the young people crazy.

God, why did this have to happen?

Maybe I wasn't a good mother.

Is it my fault? It is my fault,

isn't it, Ritchie?

Stop it. It's nobody's fault.

It's got to be somebody's fault.

I want to know whose fault.

We'll talk to him at the wedding, Frank.

Joan will be there, too.

Would you believe I lived with them

till I got married?

When they get started

they can really put you away.

You and Susan had the right idea.

You lived together.

You got to know each other.

I grew up with Joan,

too scared to do what you did.

It was a different world.

So we got married...

and then we found out it was a mistake.

But it's not going to happen to you.

You got it made.

What makes me so special?

I'm walking down the same aisle you did.

I saw our wedding pictures

at Donaldson's today.

Yeah?

You look the same, Johnny...

- but I've gotten older.

- No, you haven't, honey.

But you have to keep in shape.

Remember, you haven't got four years

in the Marines behind you.

Do you think Susan will be happy

with Mike?

Why not? They've been making it for a year.

Could be just physical.

That's a good place to start.

I'll be right out, Johnny.

He and Dr. Edwardes were on a high,

sloping roof.

And when he saw Edwardes plunge

over the edge to his death...

he also saw the angry proprietor

hiding behind the chimney, laughing.

The symbolism

of the small wheel escapes me.

You are thinking that now, Dr. Murchison.

Honey, wait a minute.

Ingrid Bergman just found out

who the murderer is.

- You've seen Spellbound

four times.

- Six times. It's one of my

all-time favorites.

Convicted as a sane man...

and killed in the electric chair

for your crime.

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