Tension Page #2

a wonderful kitchen out in back there.

You know, it's even got a garbage disposal.

It's...

You coming?

It's a nice scent. I like this.

Well, don't like it too much.

That's the $25 size.

Oh, be a big man.

You took a bottle of that

home last week.

I could take this too and not tell you.

Nobody would know.

Company's insured.

Don't even say things like that.

Big guy would spend this on me

in one evening.

What's with you anyway?

Now, look, you be sure to tell your mother

to read the directions carefully, huh?

- She can read English, can't she?

- You kidding?

Oh. It's a beautiful car, Barney.

- You're a big man.

- You been true to me?

I haven't budged from the apartment.

I haven't budged.

Mm-hm.

- That one been bothering you?

- No.

- Well, can we go?

- Yeah, in a minute.

- Hurry up.

- All right.

- Junior, tell him I've gone upstairs.

All right, Mrs. Quimby.

Had she gone with Barney Deager?

Or was she upstairs in the apartment?

He didn't expect to find her,

but he hoped, prayed.

If she wasn't there...

...what would he do then?

Now he knew.

Maybe he'd always known.

Couldn't lie to himself any longer.

He'd have to live a life without her.

But for Warren...

...that was the end of the road.

- Mr. Quimby, if she isn't in the ap...

- Shut...

Not now, Freddie.

He couldn't give her up.

Not even now, not even knowing.

Not without a fight.

But how do you fight?

Where do you begin?

Claire.

Claire.

Claire.

- What are you doing?

- I'm leaving.

I'm through.

I got what I'm looking for

and I'm gonna grab it.

- Barney Deager?

- Yeah, a real guy.

Don't do this.

I'm asking you, don't do it.

There's nothing to talk about.

It was different in San Diego.

You were cute in your uniform.

You were full of laughs then.

Well, you're all laughed out now.

Look, Warren.

I been waiting a long time

to carry these bags out of here.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

You... You've been waiting a long time?

Well, go ahead.

I'm not gonna try to stop you.

But once you go, don't come back.

You hear me? Don't come back!

Hey, Mr. Quimby.

It's a beautiful day out. Come on.

I hate to see you

eat your heart out like this.

I don't like it either.

But what can I do?

I can't let go, Freddie.

Can you understand that?

Can you?

I thought... I thought maybe if I...

If I went down there, uh...

Down to Deager's place in Malibu...

Maybe if I talked to her...

...and try to talk sense to her...

Well, after all, she's my wife. She...

What's the use?

She wouldn't listen, and if she would,

Deager would start.

I'll go with you.

Ha-ha, no, no, that wouldn't do any good.

It would just start trouble...

...and there's enough of that now.

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