Paranoiac Page #2

in prison...

on two occasions.

The magistrates were...

Just a minute.

What is it?

What on earth is she doing?

Francoise.

Francoise.

Yes?

Eleanor,

she's out in the garden.

I've just seen her.

But I just left her

five minutes ago.

Tony.

Where are you?

Tony?

Eleanor, where are you?

Tony? No, don't go!

What are you doing, child?

He's gone.

You've frightened him away.

You've frightened him away!

Who's gone?

I was going to go with him.

He was here

and you frightened him away!

Go away, leave me alone.

Please, leave me alone!

Take her to her room

and lock the door.

Come on. Come with me.

He was there, I saw him.

He was going to take me

with him.

Here, take this.

What is it?

Just sleeping pills.

Are you all right now?

Good night.

Little Eleanor

safely tucked up?

I gave her a sedative.

You're getting

better and better.

How?

That fainting bit

in church today.

Very remarkable.

What did you do to her?

Nothing.

Nothing. Nothing at all?

No.

She told me

she saw something.

Perhaps she is going mad.

Unless she did see something.

The congregation weren't a

particularly inspiring little group.

Hardly enough

to make her faint.

She saw it again

in the garden just now.

I'm worried about her, Simon.

If she is going mad, she needs

a doctor, proper attention.

You're a nurse.

I'm not a nurse.

You knew that

when you brought me here.

You're not a nurse.

You've got

other qualifications.

You free for the evening?

The rest of

the night's your own?

Sleep tight, my darling.

Sleep tight.

Where have you been?

I'm sorry, sir.

I thought

all the family had retired.

Well, they haven't.

I want

another bottle of brandy.

Don't just stand there, man!

Get it!

I'm sorry, sir,

there is no more brandy.

Why not?

The wine merchant.

Something about

an unpaid account, sir.

And there is also the garage.

Kent tried to get

some petrol today.

I'm afraid that they won't allow

you any further credit, sir.

If I may say so...

You may not, Williams!

You may not say anything.

And if you'll be so good,

tomorrow you'll get me...

another dozen bottles

of brandy.

Without settling

your account, sir, I...

Don't argue with me,

man, get it!

And what is more,

I consider 20 pounds a week...

to be quite adequate

for the family wine allowance.

I have instructed the

wine merchants accordingly.

Now I'll settle your account

with the garage...

but apart from that,

there'll be no more money.

By what right do you

sit and pontificate...

on what money

I can or cannot have?

By my right as executor

of your parents' estate.

Whose money is it, anyway?

It most certainly

isn't yours.

It will be soon.

In three weeks.

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