A Kiss Before Dying Page #6

to the point of distorting the facts.

I haven't distorted them.

Not in my own mind, at least.

I said once, long ago,

I couldn't believe she killed herself.

I haven't changed a bit.

- Ellen.

- Yes, Dad?

I thought tonight

it might do us both good to...

Well, Vincent said something

about the ballet.

I'm going with Bud.

He's picking me up at seven.

When does he study?

You might have asked

the same thing of me.

As a matter of fact, he's a very good

student. And I like him very much.

That's fine, Ellen. I'm glad.

- Kingship residence.

- Your Lupton call.

- Your call to Lupton, Miss Ellen.

- Thank you, Mary.

- Hello?

- Miss Kingship. Nice to hear you again.

You once offered a helping hand,

Mr. Grant. I'm taking you at your word.

You name it and I'll try and do it.

And I'd rather discuss it with you

in person, not over a phone.

To tell you the truth,

I'd prefer that myself.

Tomorrow afternoon? I could leave here

in the morning and be there...

Wait a minute. I think we've hit a snag.

I have to be in Deming tomorrow.

I have to give a lecture.

- How about the day after?

- Meet me in the San Carlos Hotel lobby.

- Say eight o'clock?

- Tonight?!

Yes. I'll try for the first plane out of here.

I promise not to hold you up.

I... I just don't want to lose two days.

- Please? I'd appreciate it very much.

- All right, I'll be there.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Mary?

Will you get my pink cotton dress for me

and an overnight bag?

- But I'm getting things ready for tonight.

- I have to cancel that.

And I want you to deliver a message

to Mr. Corliss when he calls for me.

There's no way I can reach him now.

Tell him something important has come

up about Dorothy. Some new information.

And I'm having to leave for Lupton now

to talk to the police.

Ask him to forgive me.

Tell him I'll call him when I get back.

I'll tell him, Miss Ellen.

Airport.

Reservations desk, please.

Then I remembered something that

happened two days before she died.

I mailed her gloves to her. She'd had them

a long time and was fond of them.

- But the gloves she wore when she died...

- They were ruined.

They were brand-new!

Don't you even begin to see?

I guess we'll just have to face it.

You're talking to a pretty stupid man.

Brand-new gloves. A borrowed belt.

A blue handkerchief. An old blouse.

Something old, something new,

something borrowed, something blue.

- Where's the marriage license bureau?

- In the municipal building.

I think Dorothy went there to get married

and not to kill herself.

To go a step further, Mr. Grant,

I don't think she did kill herself.

- And the suicide note?

- Where did it say "suicide"?

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