Evelyn Prentice

Synopsis: Evelyn Prentice is the respected wife of a high-profile New York attorney. Despite the prestige and status she enjoys, she feels neglected and out of boredom becomes involved with an unscrupulous womanizing poet, who gives her the attention she craves. She eventually finds herself a victim of blackmail and becomes involved in his murder. When another woman is accused of the crime, she begs her husband to defend her.
Director(s): William K. Howard
79 min

DA Farley dropped a bomb

in the Harrison case...

...in the person of a surprise witness.

Mr. Prentice pulls a tricky defense,

it's too bad for Harrison.

A surprise in the morning.

I'm telling you.

Case will go to a jury before tomorrow


How about a statement for the press,

Mr. Prentice?

I'd like to oblige you

but I have nothing to state.

Why don't you see the district attorney?

He's probably full of statements.

Oh, uh...

- What luck?

- Everything is fine.

I found a doctor in Brooklyn,

Gillette, got the x-ray plates.

- When can I see him?

- Any time after 6.

- Have him at my house at 8:30.

- Right.

- Have Dr. Lyons and the nurse there.


- Good night, Mr. Prentice.

- Good night, Lloyd. Good night.

I don't think you need wait,

Mrs. Harrison.

- I'm a little worried now, Mr. Prentice.

- Why? I'm not.

You're not on trial for manslaughter.

- Will you do me a favor?

- Certainly.

Go see a show tonight,

forget all about this.

You have nothing to worry about.

Well, I'm in your hands.

- Sorry?

- You know I'm not.

- Good night. And don't worry.

- Good night.

Both doctors and the nurse

will be at my house at half past 8.

- Aren't you forgetting about tonight?

- Tonight?

Mrs. Prentice is entertaining

your house guest.

- House guest?

- Ms. Drexel.

Oh, of course.

Well, I don't see how I can make it.

But I'd like to drop in for a cocktail.

Have Delaney change appointment

from my house to my office.

- Yes, sir.

- Thank you.

Oh, bonsoir, Albert.

Hello, Evelyn.

- Hello, darling.

- Being the little woman about the house?

Yes, like to help?

Your dress is charming.

Oh. Look at all the forks.

One, two, three.

Hurray, we're gonna have an entre.

I put your friend Chester Wylie

next to you.

Besides being a very bad drinker,

what is he?

Well, he thinks he's an artist.

I met him in Paris, has a studio in

Greenwich Village, shack in Connecticut.

The modern school, you know?

Draws lines that look like a skyscraper...

...then tells you it's a sleeping dog.

Adores canned peas.

And in spite of that, I sort of like him.

- Here, let me do that.

- Are you good?

Darling, I'm perfect.

The last time I mixed a cocktail,

four people eloped...

...and a man made love to his wife.

Oh, then, please do it.

- Gin and French vermouth.

- Anything else?

Sure, cognac, absinthe

and a dash of bitters.

Oh, Amy, you'll kill my guests.

Now, these are respectable people.

Marriage has changed you a lot, Evelyn.

You used to have plenty of zip

and bounce.

And now you're so old, so good

and bounce-less.

- Does your husband beat you?

- No, I wish he did.

- He'd have to come home to do it.

- Not necessarily.

I know a gentleman who beat his wife

in a night club...

...and she loved it too.

Where's the ice?

- Here.

- Oh.

No, I'm lucky if I have dinner

with John once a week.

- Don't tell me that you and he...

- Oh, no.

No, I love him more than ever

and he loves me.

But I'm sick and tired of the word "law."

And everything that goes with it.

Yes? I'll be right up.

Dorothy wants me to say good night

to her.

If the guests come,

will you take care of them?

After my cocktails, they won't

know whether you're here or not.

Take it easy. Ho hum.

Good night, dear.

Can't I stay up and see the company?

Oh, no, darling. It's a grown-up party.

Kiss Mommy good night.

And one for Daddy?

Oh, dear.

I'm always kissing you for Daddy.

I wish he'd come home...

...and get his own kisses from me.

Albert, I am extremely depressed.

Give me a cocktail.

Chester, that's your sixth

and I've only had two.

Albert, I'm still depressed.

I don't understand it at all.

After all, a dinner party's a dinner party.

I can understand John's being late.

- He's got a tough case.

- You think she'll be convicted?

With her figure and 12 men on the jury?

Not a chance.

- There you are.

- What's so amusing?

- I was asking Ms. Drexel about...

- You better let me tell.

He asked me if I noticed the change

in the attitude of French people lately.

I merely said that I hadn't.

They're still perpendicular

when they're standing...

...and horizontal

when they're lying down.

John Prentice.

Amy. Well... Ha-ha.

- You haven't changed.

- You have, you're better-looking.

John, go and get dressed.

You and Amy can talk through dinner.

I'm terribly sorry

but I can't stay for dinner.

I dashed in to offer my apologies,

I've got to dash out again.

- How's the baby?

- She's all right, asleep. You can't stay?

You mean you'll walk out

on your guest of honor?

Amy, I'm awfully sorry. But, actually,

there's a woman's liberty at stake.

- I can't tell you how badly...

- Try one of my cocktails.

- Maybe you'll feel better.

- That's a good idea. I'll have just one.

How are you?


If a man left me alone that much,

I'd get married tomorrow.

- Is there a chance of winning?

- Very good chance.

I don't know. I'd be a little worried.

Nancy Harrison has had

a lot of escapades.

Well, people talk a lot, you know.

And rich young widows

are an easy target, eh?

- Right.

- Is she as pretty as they say she is?

She's a very attractive woman.

Of course, she's having rather a

bad time now.

But I think we'll win. I've got to dash.

- I'll say good night.

- Good night, sorry you've gotta go.

- Bye-bye.

- Good night, Amy.

- I'll take you to the door.

- Yes.

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