Where Danger Lives Page #3

Pogo Pete's again, huh?

- Used to be Waikiki Joe's.

- And it used to be Julie.

Now let's lay off Julie, huh?

Okay.

Fasten your safety belts

and ready for takeoff.

You guys on an emergency call?

Heck no. Gonna pick up

some halibut for my wife.

Hello, Betty.

- Here's the rose, doctor.

The lady's at the same table.

- Thank you very much.

- Thank you.

You've been waiting.

I told you I couldn't get here until later.

There you are.

My red rose.

You never forget, do you?

- Say you love me, Jeff.

- Honey, you know it.

It's funny. We've known each other

for such a short time...

...and yet somehow,

it seems like it's been forever.

I don't know.

When we're not together...

...I feel like I'm suspended in mid-air...

...with nothing down beneath

except the end of the world.

I love you so much, Jeff.

Honey, your cheek is burning.

You're a bundle of nerves.

Don't be my doctor, not tonight.

Let's dance.

All right.

Would you like to order dinner now?

- No, thank you. Just bring some drinks.

- Yes, sir.

Hold me tight.

So tight I can't get away from you.

You're not about to get away from me.

I'll never let you get away.

- What are you thinking?

- You.

That's all I think about all day long.

You, here, like this.

What time is it?

What difference does it make?

Evening's just beginning.

I've gotta go now.

Look, Jeff, I haven't told you,

but tonight's not like the other nights.

I'm going away.

You're kidding.

- For a trip.

- For a trip?

- Let's go through that again. Where?

- Nassau.

Nassau. Where did you get

this bright idea?

It wasn't my idea.

- Father came home from Vancouver.

- Didn't you tell him about us?

Yes. The answer was Nassau.

I only got out tonight...

...because I said I had a few

last-minute things to do at the drugstore.

Hey, you're a grown woman.

Yes, but without a penny

if he says so, Jeff.

Look, I want you, not the money.

Money can help. Would be awfully tough

for a young doctor, Jeff.

I've aged considerably

in the last five minutes.

Poverty's sordid.

- If you were broke...

- I will be, I promise you.

What do you know about poverty?

I know enough to know

you can't mix it with a career.

- And loving your work the way you do...

- Oh, listen.

Darling, you're just beginning.

Your life and your heart's in your work.

I know what you want.

How you feel about helping people.

I want you.

All right, so I start it out

with nothing. So what?

We can get along

without any help from your father.

If you're going any place,

you're going with me.

Of course.

Oh, of course, darling, but not yet.

My father needs me,

he's old, on borrowed time.

You can't ruin your life for...

Let it work out.

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