They Won't Believe Me Page #2
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out at Nick's, Larry.
I'm leaving town tonight,
for Montreal.
- Goodbye, Larry.
- Wait a minute.
Now it's my turn.
Suppose I told you I was in love too.
It would only make it worse.
Suppose I told you that
Greta and I were finished.
It would not be the truth.
That's where you're wrong.
We've been through for months.
- Larry, I want to believe you.
- You've got to.
Greta is as anxious to break
this thing up as I am.
There's nothing between us any more.
We're like two strangers
sharing somebody's apartment.
Oh, Skipper. How can I convince you?
What a time to be going to Montreal.
- I'll go with you.
- Oh, it can't last.
No I suppose not.
But I can come up to see you.
After you arrange things.
- What time does the train leave?
- Eight o'clock.
That gives me just three hours.
For what?
By the time the train
I'll be an eligible ex-married man,
living at his club.
And darling, we can make plans.
I'll meet you at the station
or at your apartment.
Is it a deal?
Oh darling, it's a deal.
Won't you need your socks, Larry?
Oh goodness.
I thought you had a
date with Aunt Martha?
I did but I broke it.
It's a good thing too. Look at these.
And these.
You'll freeze to death in Montreal.
Montreal? What makes you think...?
This came just as I was
leaving to meet Aunt Martha.
I paid for it. $87.40.
I guess I better tell you, Greta.
This is more than
just a trip to Montreal.
I know.
I'm leaving for good.
Did you remember to pack
your gold cufflinks?
Do you understand what I'm saying?
- Of course, darling.
- Then what are you doing?
Well I can't let it be said
that any husband of mine
left with his clothes in such a mess.
This is a marvelous act, Greta.
But I'm not enjoying it.
Why don't you say
what you're thinking?
I would.
Only I want to say so much.
Well let's have it.
Only skip laying the blame on me.
But I'm not blaming anybody.
I know you've been unhappy
for a long time.
I tried to fix you into an apartment.
Make you like my friends.
- It's just as much my fault.
- I made plans to change it all.
I rented a house in California
in Beverly Hills.
Just the kind of place
you've always wanted.
I bought you an interest
in a brokerage firm.
So you'd be a partner
instead of customer's men.
Why didn't you tell me all this?
It was supposed to be a surprise.
For tonight.
Of all nights.
Tonight...
It's going to be a lonely trip, darling.
I'll get it, darling.
- Put it there, please.
- Yes, ma'am.
Breakfast.
- Come back in half an hour.
- Yes, ma'am.
Here. Drink this. This
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