Affair in Trinidad

Between North and South America

lie the islands of the Caribbean,

colorful and exotic.

Once remote and little known,

history is forcing them out of obscurity

into the current of world events.

Important among these islands

is the British colony Trinidad.

I'm looking for Inspector Smythe.

- He's down there, sir.

- Thank you.

- Inspector Smythe?

- Smythe here.

Good evening, Inspector.

I'm Anderson, from the American Consulate.

Oh, yes, Mr. Anderson.

You're a new arrival here.

- Welcome to Trinidad.

- Thank you.

I've been meaning to call on you,

- but I've been so busy getting settled.

- Yes, of course.

I thought your Consulate

would want to be informed.

The young man's an American.

Neal Emery. Artist chap.

Accident?

- No. Suicide, apparently. Shot himself.

- Good heavens.

Now, let's have your light, will you?

- When did it happen?

- We're not sure yet.

Those two fishermen found him adrift

in his boat a few hours ago.

All right, boys, you can go now.

Thank you very much.

Is there anything I can do?

Well, we've got to break the news

to his wife.

- She's also an American.

- Oh.

You can carry on.

I'll join you at headquarters.

Get the medical report through

as quickly as possible.

- Yes, sir.

- Well, shall we go now?

Yes, of course.

Poor girl. It seems awful to have to wake her

up in the middle of the night to tell her this.

Don't let it disturb you, Mr. Anderson.

This hour of the night,

the poor girl is usually wide awake.

- To the Caribe.

- The Caribe?

- You mean she'd go to a place like that?

- She works there.

Inspector, once again you honor the Caribe

with your presence.

An unavoidable coincidence, I assure you.

- We came to see Mrs. Emery.

- Of course. Everybody does.

You're just in time. I give you a good table.

We're not here to be entertained.

We want to talk to her.

Alone.

A chick a chick boom chick boom

A chick a chick boom chick boom

Announces you're in the room

with the Trinidad Lady

A chick a chick boom chick boom

A chick a chick boom chick boom

Your ticker goes boom boom boom

for the Trinidad Lady

It's only that I do what I love

And love what I do

Can't help the mad desire

That's deep inside of you

You realize the fault isn't mine

That you are to blame

You want what you can't have

And you're all the same

A chick a chick boom chick boom

A chick a chick boom chick boom

It's dangerous to presume

with the Trinidad Lady

So chalk up one more escapade

you never had

The one you dreamed of

with the Lady from Trinidad

It's only that I do what I love

And love what I do

Can't help the mad desire

That's deep inside of you

You realize the fault isn't mine

That you are to blame

You want what you can't have

And you're all the same

A chick a chick boom chick boom

A chick a chick boom chick boom

A chick a chick boom chick boom

is the Trinidad Lady

Why would a man kill himself when he had...

Good evening.

- I...

- I know all about it.

You're lonely,

it's wonderful to meet an American girl,

and couldn't I have a drink with you

after the show?

Well, the answer's no.

If you're lonely, go home to your wife.

This American girl has to make a change.

- Oh, but you don't understand. I...

- Oh, but I do.

- Outside.

- Hello.

Mr. Anderson of the American Consulate.

- Am I being deported or something?

- No.

We'd just like to have a chat with you.

Well, I don't exactly have time

for an international conference,

- so make it brief.

- When did you last see your husband?

This morning at breakfast. Why?

Did you talk to him?

Sure.

I asked him to pass me the salt.

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