Three-Cornered Moon Page #4

I suppose a lot of

people feel that way

when their youth is gone.

(SlGHS) I was so happy

when I was in college.

Nothing will ever

be the same as it

was when I was 18.

I was such

a happy little dope.

Yes. Yes, that was my zenith,

when I was 18.

I`ve had two zeniths.

Huh?

You need some breakfast.

(CHlLDREN CHATTERlNG)

ELlZABETH:
Let`s see.

Chopped ham, lamb chops.

What do you want, Ronald?

Oh, I don`t know.

Anything.

Bring us the luncheon.

All right.

Darling, how about

getting out of all this?

Hmm?

Well, we just got here.

No, not that.

How about one grand,

beautiful exit together?

Suicide.

What?

Together. You and l.

A beautiful, original suicide.

Get away from me!

I haven`t thought seriously

about suicide since I was 14

and flunked algebra.

You mean it?

Life without ecstasy,

Elizabeth, isn`t worth that!

Yeah.

Maybe you`re right.

The most beautiful

thing in life...

(SNEEZES)

God bless you, darling.

I`m sorry.

(SNEEZES)

What I wanted to say...

(SNEEZES)

Ronald,

you`ve caught cold!

Am I feverish?

(GASPS) Yes!

Oh.

My throat feels

kind of funny, too.

Let me see!

Ah.

See if there are any spots.

Oh, you`ve got to

see a doctor.

Alan Stevens.

He`s crazy about me.

I mean, he`s a

friend of the family,

and he won`t charge

you a cent, see?

Come on, hurry up, now.

Ah.

Once more.

Ah.

Again.

Ah.

Well?

Well, old man,

your throat is

absolutely spotless.

Yeah, we`ll have to

do something about that.

Send in

Miss Rimplegar, please.

Oh, hello, Elizabeth.

Is he all right?

Well, ordinarily

l`d say yes, but under

the present conditions...

Say, Ronald tells me that

you plan to commit suicide.

No, I didn`t.

All I asked was...

You know,

some methods

are very painful.

Let me see. Here.

Here. Six of these,

dissolved in a glass of water

and taken on

an empty stomach.

Go to sleep and

never wake up again.

There you are.

Very simple, isn`t it?

No convulsions,

no stains on the carpets.

I suppose you think

you`re being very funny.

Oh, no. I`m just

trying to be helpful.

Come on, Ronald.

(DOOR SHUTS)

MAN:
Going lower!

Look at Telephone!

WOMAN:
They`re going higher!

Look at Atchison!

Say, two minutes late.

Market`s lower.

(lNDlSTlNCT CHATTERlNG)

WOMAN:
Roosevelt`s

attending to that.

The Rimplegar account,

please.

Mrs. Nellie Rimplegar.

Yes, ma`am.

Mr. Bailey, Mr. Stokes

wants you to sell out

the Robinson account.

All right.

Will you attend to that,

George, please?

Certainly.

Now, you can see

for yourself, ma`am.

They tell me my

margin is down.

Yes, ma`am.

Oh!

Will you tell me

something, please?

Just exactly

what is margin?

Well, look.

Here`s what you`ve got. See?

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