Act of Violence Page #5

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Afterwards,|somebody got the picture back.

It was so covered with blood|you couldn't tell what it was.

And the other men were moaning|outside the wire all night long.

I was lucky.

They thought I was dead|and left me there.

But it's not his fault.|He had nothing to do with it.

- He was a stool pigeon for the Nazis.|- You're lying. You're crazy.

He told me you were crazy.

They even had to put you in the hospital|because you were crazy.

Sure, I was in the hospital.|But I didn't go crazy.

I kept myself sane.

You know how?

I kept saying to myself:

"Joe, you're the only one alive|that knows what he did.

You're the one|that's got to find him, Joe. "

I kept remembering.

I kept thinking back to that prison camp.

One of them lasted until morning.

By then, you couldn't tell|his voice belonged to a man.

He sounded like a dog|that got hit by a truck and left in the street.

Get out.

Get out of here and leave us alone.

Save it. He isn't worth it.

You be good now, Georgie.

Mommy's gotta go next door|and she'll get your breakfast right away.

Hi, Edith.

Martha, would you take care|of Georgie for me?

- I have to go to Los Angeles.|- Why? What's the matter?

Nothing. I've just gotta see Frank.|Something's come up.

Did Frank go to Los Angeles?|Must've left in sort of a hurry, didn't he?

Yes. He decided to go|to the convention...

...after all.

Look, honey, I've been married|for 35 years and believe me...

...these things are never serious.

It's nothing like that, Martha.

Please, Martha, I can't talk about it.|Can you take care of Georgie for me?

Yeah, sure. I have|a dentist appointment this morning.

But you can bring him over|after lunch, huh?

Well, all right.

Thanks, Martha.

Frank.

Edith.

Oh, Frank.

What's the matter now? What's happened?|Edith, get ahold on yourself. What is it?

He came back. He was in the house.|He forced his way in.

What do you mean? He didn't hurt you...

No, nothing like that.|He just frightened me.

Oh, Frank.

The awful things he said.

What did he tell you?

- What difference does that make now?|- Tell me what he said. What did he tell you?

Some crazy stuff about something|that you did in that prison camp.

Oh, darling. I know it isn't true,|but he believed it.

That's why he's so dangerous.|He had a gun.

He wanted to kill you.

You've got to think of yourself.|Frank, we've got to do something.

There's nothing to do.

Frank, a man's trying to murder you.|Of course there's something you can do.

- And if you won't do it, I will.|- No.

There's nothing you can do.|There's nothing anybody can do.

But why not?

Because...

...I told you he was crazy.

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