Human Desire Page #4
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your job back.
And he was glad to help you.
Did you thank him?
Of course.
How?
Exactly what does that mean?
What has he got, a private apartment
he can drop into for a drink?
Is that the bar you went to?
Of course. And we had champagne,
buckets of champagne.
And he has a bear rug
in front of the fireplace,
and we toasted marshmallows
all afternoon.
Now, will you stop being so
stupid and let me take my shower?
Sorry I'm so jealous, Vicki.
It's just that
I love you so much.
Oh, don't paw at me.
I'm sick of it, from all of you.
"All"?
What went on this afternoon?
He was glad to help me, huh?
Now I see why.
(SCREAMS)
I've got the whole picture now.
He's rich,
he's got a big estate.
I got his leftovers, didn't I?
I got what he didn't want,
didn't I?
It went on after we were
married, didn't it?
No! No!
I haven't seen him.
I wouldn't have seen him
today if you hadn't made me.
(WHIMPERS)
You've been making a fool
out of me, both of you.
He palmed you off on me, didn't he?
Admit it.
Admit it or I'll kill you.
It's true, it's true.
Don't hit me again.
(SOBBING)
Get up.
Get up.
(EXCLAIMING)
You said Owens was going
to Chicago tonight.
Oh, Carl, please.
Here, write what I tell you
to write. Go ahead.
What do you call him?
"Sweetheart"?
"Lover"?
(SOBBING) Carl.
Write.
John Owens!
Message for Mr. John Owens!
MESSENGER:
Mr. Owens!John Owens!
Over here, boy.
Hey, Russ!
Yeah?
You got any room
for a free passenger?
Sure, we're riding light.
Track One, please.
I'll let you know
what space I can give you.
Yeah.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Come on.
Go on!
That was Warren, one of our engineers.
Did he see you?
I don't know.
(DOOR OPENING)
He's gone.
I can't go past him like this.
Get him out of the vestibule.
How?
What can I say to him?
I don't care.
Just get him out of there.
And don't get any foolish
ideas in your head, Vicki.
Remember that letter you wrote.
Go on.
Could you tell me
where the Club Car is?
Thanks very much.
to have a drink.
Yeah. Yeah, I could
use one myself.
Do you mind if I join you?
Not at all.
Oh!
What's the matter, you got
something in your eye?
Don't rub it that way.
Let's take a look, huh?
No, I don't see a thing.
I guess it's out.
Thanks for the surgery.
Uh, say, I just remembered,
the Club Car's closed
by this time.
We could sit down someplace
and have a smoke, if you like.
How about it?
I'd like to.
How about in there?
This isn't yours, is it?
(LAUGHING) Mine?
Uh-uh.
Now, you see?
No luggage, no comic books.
Thanks.
I'll leave the door open,
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