Angel Face

- What is it, George?

- Gas.

- Suicide?

- No, sir, an accident.

- Mrs. Tremayne was...

- All right, where is she?

Upstairs.

We probably won't need that.

Just stand by.

It was like being smothered.

My head was pounding.

I tried to reach the balcony.

The doors were closed.

- I called out for Charles.

- All right, all right, Mrs. Tremayne.

Just relax the arm.

I was in my room, in bed, reading.

- Where is your room?

- It's across the hall.

I thought I heard her cry out.

She was lying there.

The room was full of gas,

so I pulled her out into the air.

I shouted to the butler,

but I guess he didn't hear me.

I saw she was coming to

so I left her to turn off the gas.

But the key wasn't there.

Someone took it, I tell you.

Someone tried to murder me.

Now, now, Mrs. Tremayne.

- Key is here, now.

- Well, that's the one from my room.

I went back across the balcony and got it.

Is this the other one down here?

- Where?

- Under the log.

She might've kicked it with her foot.

Unless you think she...

Oh, no. That's out of the question.

I'll telephone the drugstore

to send up some pills

which she can take when she wakes up.

- Will you need us anymore, Doctor?

- No, thank you very much.

Now, will you show me your room,

please?

Yeah.

There's my bedroom.

And this is my study.

She's okay. She didn't even need this.

The doctor gave her a sedative.

Hey.

Look, take it easy.

I told you she's gonna be fine.

Leave me alone, please!

Now, look. Come on, stop it.

- Stop it!

- Let me alone, please!

Now look, the manual says

that's supposed to stop hysterics.

It doesn't say a word

about getting slapped back.

- I'm sorry.

- It's all right. Forget it.

I've been slapped by dames before.

That your mother?

Stepmother.

Next time see if you can't remember

to pull that punch a little bit.

Yes, I'll remember.

Wanna go for a cup of coffee?

No, I promised Mary I'd call her.

She's waiting for me.

- Lucky.

- You know it.

- See you tomorrow, Billy.

- Good night, Frank.

Well, if it ain't the dead body jockey.

Sure, Harry, that's why I come here.

It's so much like the morgue.

That ain't funny.

What's happened to business anyway?

Got nothing to do

but sit here doping the horses.

How do you like Kelly in the seventh?

She'll still be running

when they start the eighth.

- Hello.

- Well, hello.

- You do get around fast, don't you?

- I parked my broomstick outside.

Beer, Harry.

- And what do witches drink?

- Just coffee.

- Smoke?

- No.

Don't drink, don't smoke.

How old are you?

Twenty, next month.

I had to get out.

I couldn't stay there after what happened.

What did happen?

I don't know.

Father wouldn't even let me in the room.

He told me to call the doctor and just wait.

It was horrible not knowing.

- Shouldn't someone answer it?

- Hey, get that phone, will you?

Maybe it's for you.

Maybe it's the girl you were calling

when I came in.

Now, what makes you so sure

I was calling a girl?

It would have to be.

Unless she's your wife.

What's the matter?

Can't you hear the phone?

Hello?

I'm not married.

You here, Frank? Yes or no?

- Yeah, I'm here.

- Yeah, he says he's here.

Hello?

Yeah.

Where did I get to?

Where were you when I called?

But you know I can't hear the phone

when I'm in the shower.

Darling, what's got into you?

Nothing's got into me.

I'm just beat, that's all.

- What was it? A rough call?

- Yeah, rough.

- I'll see you tomorrow.

- Tomorrow?

But I've got everything ready.

Darling, you stay there.

I'll be right over and...

I said we'll skip it for tonight.

Besides, I just had a sandwich.

Yeah. Yeah, good night.

You know something?

I haven't eaten either.

Well, let's go and eat.

- Good night, Harry.

- Good night.

Hey, now. This yours?

It's not a stock XK.

Twin stacks. What is it? The Le Mans' job?

That's right. You know how to drive it?

Oh, I think so.

Did you race professionally?

Oh, yeah. Midgets, hot rods,

everything but Indianapolis.

I was getting ready to try that

when the war came along.

That's when

you started driving ambulances?

No, I drove a tank

till they shot me out of it.

Ambulance driving is just a job till I make

enough money to open my own shop.

Jessup Automotive, racing car specialists.

I've got some ideas for a power plant

that'll make this mill look sick.

Sounds exciting.

I think your carburetion's a little sloppy.

Perhaps it's a little hungry, too.

Oh, yeah, we were supposed to eat,

weren't we?

Be right there.

So, I figure, another $5,000, $6,000,

I'm in business.

Of course, Mary has some money but...

- She was the one on the phone?

- Yeah.

- Do you love her?

- You ask an awful lot of questions.

I know. It's a very bad habit of mine.

You ask me some, just for a change.

All right, I will.

- What does your father do?

- He's a very famous novelist.

He hasn't published anything

since we came to America,

after my mother was killed in a raid.

But he's started to write again, a novel.

He's been reading parts of it to me.

It's wonderful.

Catherine, that's my stepmother,

she's very jealous because

he only talks to me about his work.

I suppose it's only natural

that she should be.

It's as if I'd robbed her of something,

in a way.

- Oh, sure, I suppose she feels...

- Here, let me do this. I asked you.

Will you relax?

I can pay the check, even on my salary.

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