The Intruder Page #3
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Catherine, I slept
like a baby all night
soon as my head hit the pillow.
I was so out of it.
What's with you and Charlie?
Don't you like him?
He's not really my type.
I thought he would be your type.
I know he doesn't care
about money, but...
he did make millions
inventing a computer game.
Yeah, well he's still got a chip
for a brain.
Daisy, I meant
to ask you something.
Go ahead.
It's about Nick and Stella.
What was she really like?
Oh, God, Catherine, don't ask me.
I mean I hardly knew her.
Ask Nick.
No, Nick won't talk about her.
Charlie's lived upstairs forever,
I mean,
he knew her as well as anyone.
He said that she and Nick
had problems.
But I guess you already knew that.
He said that she used to disappear
for days on end.
- They had fights?
- I guess.
He said Nick was fascinated with her
because she was secretive.
But what does a guy with
a chip for a brain know, right?
I'll get it on my way out.
I'm gonna go.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I can't eat.
- Okay.
- Thank you.
Bye, sweetie.
I'll talk to you later.
Where do you want this?
I don't really want it.
Well, sorry, you gotta take it.
Orders from the prima donna
downstairs.
Okay, you can put it here.
Mrs. Girard.
You don't wanna tangle with her.
The whole inventory's locked in.
It's finished.
- It's great to have an assistant.
- It's great to be working again.
- I'm so pleased.
- Why did you offer me this job?
I thought you'd be good at.
You've got the background
and now you'll get the experience.
Right, Nick told me...
Nick suggested it to you.
Come on, Catherine. Nick said
And a bit about your background
in the art world.
- Don't be so touchy.
- Yeah, I'm sorry.
I wanted to ask you...
you saw something the other night,
- didn't you?
- Saw something?
At your party, in the mirror.
When you dropped that glass.
I thought you saw her too.
Her?
The woman.
The only woman I saw was you.
Nick?
Nick, you back?
Rosebud, it's you.
God, you scared me!
Badge was right.
You are delicious.
Wait a minute,
I want to show you something.
Can't it wait?
Who do you think did it?
Who would do a thing like this?
The power just dropped.
You seem nervous.
Is it the work?
No, I love working with you.
It's so much more
involving than the gallery
back in Paris.
I'm glad.
I know you well enough now
to ask you
from woman to woman.
Is everthing all right
with you and Nick?
Yeah. Everything's fine.
I'm just uneasy
about living in this building,
that's all.
Go on.
The truth is I feel like
a kind of intruder.
No.
Rosebud.
Down.
Good morning.
- You know what time it is?
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