Stage Fright Page #2

was a class of intelligent students...

...trying to master an extremely

difficult and beautiful art.

I haven't the pleasure of knowing you,

young man...

...but I shall report your behavior

to Sir Kenneth.

Now we will begin the rehearsal again,

with the other cast.

- This cast think acting is fun and games.

- I'm terribly sorry, Miss Ashton.

- Oh, Jonathan.

- Let's go. Have you got your car here?

It's parked in front. I'll show you

to the back entrance and pick you up there.

Eve, do you hate me...

...now that you know

about Charlotte and me?

Why, I could never hate you, Jonathan...

...because we're...

We're such old friends.

And...

Well, just because.

But I do wish I'd taken lessons

on the second fiddle.

Good old Eve.

Bring him in here.

It's warmer.

Do you think I behaved like a fool?

On the whole, I think so.

I think your boyfriend

has behaved like a fool.

I have a strong premonition

that I'm going to behave like a fool.

- It's infectious.

- Do you mean you're going to help him?

Why not?

He's a friend of yours, isn't he?

- Oh, yes.

- I see.

More than a friend, eh?

When I'm with him, I get a feeling

in here that... That's sort of...

Yes. Well, we'll go

into the symptoms later.

Meanwhile, I take it you're either

keen on him or still hungry.

I'm in love with him.

You've roped him, but he's not yet

broken to harness. Is that it?

I wish Charlotte Inwood was in...

Oh, do you?

I've seen her on the stage.

She'd have made me laugh,

if I hadn't been strictly on my guard.

Well, she couldn't make me laugh,

off or on the stage.

I can't bear to sit by and see

what she's doing to Jonathan.

She's like an evil spirit.

Just look at him!

Ruined, and by a woman.

Now you want me to take the ruins

for a little cruise.

- Well, is that it?

- I thought you could take him...

...across the channel or to the Irish coast.

Then he could hide out a bit.

The journey sounds attractive,

but less so...

...to help a suspected murderer to escape,

particularly with my reputation.

There's nothing wrong

with your reputation.

Oh, indeed.

I rather flattered myself that there was.

As a matter of fact, the customs people

have their eye on me.

I'm suspected of being a smuggler.

- Well, you're not.

- Oh, yes, I am.

One cask of brandy?

That doesn't mean you're a smuggler.

- Two casks.

- That was 15 years ago.

I've done one or two other things since

that I didn't tell you or your mother about.

- Can't have been very much.

- Of course not. Not very much.

Nothing could appear very much

to a murderer's moll.

But I never hope to be appreciated.

Yes, your mother cured me of that.

That's why I never could be bothered

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