Leave Her to Heaven Page #5

Thank you.

Here, let me fix your tie.

Well, hello.

- What in the world brought you here?

- An airplane.

I grabbed the first one I could catch

after getting your telegram yesterday.

Why all the rush?

I wanted to be among the first

to congratulate you...

...on your forthcoming marriage.

Well, we hadn't planned

to announce it for a while...

...but since you've let the cat

out of the bag....

Darling, this is Russell Quinton.

My fianc, Richard Harland.

How do you do?

- Might I have a moment with you alone?

- Certainly. We can go in the library.

Will you excuse us?

Mrs. Berent, Ruth.

Dick. Dick, is it true?

- I'm so happy for Ellen. For both of you.

- Thank you.

That's all very well, but what I want

to know is when and how?

- Well....

- I'm sorry, Russ. Really, I am.

I never expected you to come here

in the midst of a politicaI campaign.

- When do you plan to be married?

- As soon as possible.

Would it be convenient for you

to postpone it untiI the fall?

UntiI after election, you mean.

It wouldn't do me much good

for the news to get out...

...that I'd been jilted

and thrown aside like an old shoe.

Oh, come now, Russ.

Surely there's no politicaI significance...

...in the fact that a lady

has changed her mind.

I don't understand it, Ellen.

I always knew you'd never marry me

while your father was alive.

But after he died, I thought...

Well, I thought there might be a chance.

What happened?

I'm in love.

We intend to get married at once.

Tomorrow.

Don't look so downcast.

I'll still be able to vote for you.

Perhaps you don't think I'm good enough

for you or romantic enough.

People thought I was marrying

into the Berent family for reasons...

...but that's not true.

I want you to know

that I had only one reason.

I want you to know

that I was in love with you.

I'm not a man who loves often, Ellen.

I love once.

Thank you, Russ.

That's quite a concession.

I loved you...

...and I'm still in love with you.

That's a tribute.

And I always will be.

Remember that.

Russ, is that a threat?

Now, look here, Ellen...

Darling, will you marry me?

Why, you unpredictable little...

And I'll never let you go.

Never, never, never.

Ellen, there he is.

Danny.

Dick.

Dick!

Easy, boy, easy.

Oh, Dick!

Hey, you've put on weight.

- I believe you've actually grown.

- You look sort of different yourself.

Get my telegram?

Yeah, but I didn't sleep much

that night.

I kept thinking, "Now he's left

the ranch, and now he's in Chicago. "

I kept seeing that train

coming nearer and nearer.

- I counted every turn of the wheels.

ELLEN:
May I come in?

Hi, Danny.

Hi, Ellen.

I hope you like her, Danny, because

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