The Paradine Case Page #3

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my deaf ear.

Keane's too good a barrister

to have forgotten.

Sometimes I wonder how good

you really are.

- Good enough, or lucky enough.

- Come, come. No false modesty.

- There aren't many better.

- Perhaps. But I'm a legalist myself.

You have the habit using emotion

with the jury.

I must confess I don't think

it's proper.

Come, come. Keane's not

that emotional.

Don't interrupt me in the middle of

an insult. Will you have a cigar?

You understand that I'm just

concerned for you.

- Will you have a cigar?

- No, thank you.

Tommy has a great opinion

of your husband.

At least I think he has.

- Your husband is clever, isn't he?

- Yes.

- I think so.

- So's mine. I'm not sure I like it.

Shall I hurry them up?

They'll be all night...

if someone doesn't ring a bell.

I shouldn't tell you this...

but I dread it when he takes

a murder trial.

He comes home looking so...

Yes, I can well imagine.

It must be a terrible strain...

trying a capital charge.

Yes, that's very comforting.

They were retrying Charles I,

and Tony got him off.

You've been such a long time.

I've been chattering and chattering.

My dear, I'm sure Keane and Simmie

would like to see your jade.

Would they? I have some

pretty pieces.

Very much indeed.

You look very appetising tonight.

A charming complement from such

a gourmet, Lord Hawfield.

Tell me, Mrs Keane...

I don't amuse you very much,

do I?

I've always admired your wit.

You may call upon my wit

whenever you wish.

Life can be very boring

for grass widows.

What makes you think

I'm a grass widow?

Don't let's be pedantic.

Golf widows, stock-exchange widows

and law-court widows...

are the same thing.

Charming ruby.

Did your husband earn all that

whacking away at juries?

Lady Hawfield was admiring it too.

It pleased me because she has

such excellent taste...

in most things.

Keane, I'm afraid your wife

is wearying of me.

Pity.

- Are you coming to bed?

- In a little while, dear.

You'll be tired in the morning.

- Dull evening, wasn't it?

- Yes, I know.

I've a murderous day tomorrow.

I shoudn't have let Simmie talk me

into a new case.

Did you see Mrs Paradine?

What's she like?

Strangely attractive.

I'm sure you'd think so anyway.

- No, I wouldn't.

- What do you mean?

She's cost me too much.

Cost you?

What are you talking about?

If you don't remember,

I won't tell you.

The anniversary trip I promised.

We'll still make it.

Maybe before the case

comes to trial.

It's all right darling.

Your excitement will always be

the Old Bailey...

- and other musty law courts.

- Honestly, I was thinking today...

how much fun

it'd be to go to Italy.

- Italy? I thought it was Switzerland.

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