Cat People Page #3

- Oh, the cat people.

She looks like a cat, so she must be one

of the cat people. One of King John's pets.

Irena, you crazy kid.

I know a joke about weddings.

Why would my wedding

be a dollar-and-cents wedding, eh?

All right, why?

I haven't a dollar,

and me girl hasn't any sense.

That's a corny joke even for you, doc.

- Come on, Carver.

What is it, darling?

I'm... I'm going to beg.

Mrs. Reed.

It's nice to hear that. Nice.

I want to be Mrs. Reed.

- Well, you are.

But I want to be Mrs. Reed really.

I want to be everything

that name means to me.

And I can't. I can't.

Oliver...

...be kind, be patient.

Let me have time.

Time to get over that feeling

there's something evil in me.

Darling...

...you can have all the time

there is in the world if you want it...

...and all the patience

and kindness there's in me.

Only a little time, Oliver.

I don't want more than that.

Good night, Irena.

Good night, Oliver.

Good night, Irena.

Well, ain't seen you here

in some time, ma'am.

I've been married.

I've been married for almost a month.

That's what I tell this critter.

Nobody comes to see him

when they're happy. No, sir.

The monkey house and the aviary

gets the happy customers.

But he's beautiful.

No, he ain't beautiful.

He's an evil critter, ma'am.

You read your Bible. In Revelations...

...where the book's talking about

the worst beast of them all.

It says:

'And the beast which I saw...

...was like unto a leopard.'

Like unto a leopard.

- Yes, ma'am.

Like a leopard, but not a leopard.

I guess that fits this fella.

Yes, it fits him.

Best wishes for your marriage, ma'am.

Would you like some sherry?

If you're determined to mourn that bird,

we'll have a regular wake.

It's not just because the bird died.

It's me.

I envy every woman I see on the street.

They can't match your little finger.

- I envy them.

They are happy.

They make their husbands happy.

They lead normal, happy lives.

They're free.

Do you know what happened to the bird?

- It died.

It died of fright when I tried

to take it in my hand.

All right, the bird was afraid of you.

That's nothing.

I had a rabbit once that hated me...

...yet I grew up to be quite a nice fella.

Oliver.

When I went past the panther's cage...

...I had to open the box.

I had to throw the bird to him.

Do you understand?

I had to. I had to do it.

That's what frightens me.

Irena, I've been trying to kid you out of it.

Maybe that's wrong.

I've tried to...

- No one could have been more gentle...

...or more patient.

I've tried to make you realize

all these stories are so much nonsense.

But now I see it's not the stories.

It's the fact that you believe them.

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