Courage.
You ought to stop teasing. I have nothing against the girl.
Yes, but you don't know her and you don't know anybody who does.
That's not her fault.
Yes it is. If she were somebody worth knowing.
I'm thinking of John. - Why?
He has only got to live with her. - Do you approve of foolish marriages?
Certainly. They alienate relatives.
Pardon me. Oh, would you mind, sir?
Thank you.
Thank you Mrs Wendell. Are you happy about the wedding?
Delighted.
The bride is making a big hit. - We think she is lovely.
Enchanted. - Thank you, sir.
What's her name again? - Nancy.
Nancy what?
No reflection on your aunt, John.
But if there is a perfect woman in this world I want to meet her.
Very well, sir. I will oblige you.
Nancy.
I want you to meet two of my least objectionable relatives.
Aunt Louise and also Arthur Wendell.
How do you do, Mrs Wendell. - So you are Nancy.
It was wonderful of you to make this long trip to Florida.
John is so grateful. It wouldn't have seemed right to him without you.
Nor to us. We just dropped everything and flew.
Well, I'm sorry to have rushed you old girl, but ..
Now that you've seen .. - Don't call me "old girl".
Get me a drink. - Champagne?
And I'm very glad to know you, Mr Wendell.
Prove it then.
Why is it you never want to kiss your real nieces?
Isn't she nice. - She's lucky.
If you're nice you have to be lucky.
If you're lucky you can afford to be nice.
Will you excuse us please.
I think they like me.
You know something? - What?
That's a remarkable discerning observation.
Darling, you take it for granted which is very foolish.
I'm not taking anything for granted until the ring is on your finger.
I'm living in a dream world. I keep pinching myself.
I think I've always wanted to marry you, Nancy.
Even before I knew you.
I'm glad.
I want for you to want me.
Very much.
And don't sign any business deals on the 20th, 23rd or 27th.
From now on you're under the sign of Venus and you're in clover.
Good. - Very interesting.
Oh Miss Patten, what is your birthday?
Hey now, wait a minute. - I don't mean the year. Just the month.
November 3rd.
"People born under this sign are loyal, generous, self-sacrificing."
"They make devoted friends and ideal marriage partners."
Wouldn't you, though.
"They are tolerant, kind, clear thinking and dependable."
Are you sure you have the right page? - Uhuh.
I am.
You be quiet. I'll read yours in a moment.
Pardon me, sir.
There is a gentleman to see you in the library.
He wouldn't give his name.
He said it was most important.
Excuse me, dear. I'll be right back.
Oh, I see now. Those are just the good qualities.
On the negative side these Scorpio people can be ..
"Exceedingly cruel, selfish, difficult and destructive."
Yes?
I'm afraid I will have to introduce myself.
I am Doctor Blair. - How do you do.
I used to practice psychiatry here in New York.
I see. Well, what can I do for you?
I saw a picture in the morning paper of the young woman you intend to marry.
Today, I believe.
Yes.
Yes. That is what I feared.
It is ..
Most unfortunate.
May I ask if you've known her long?
I don't think that's any of your business.
Why did you come here?
What do you want?
I hate to be the one to destroy your happiness.
But I think when you've heard the facts you will be grateful to me.
Has Nancy told you that she was married before?
Married?
Are we talking about the same person?
Oh yes. Definitely.
It's been quite a while since I've seen her but this is Nancy.
She hasn't changed.
Well, I'm sure there's been a mistake.
If Miss Patten had a former marriage she would have told me.
There could hardly be any mistake. She was my wife for five years.
No, I'm not surprised she didn't tell you.
Truth is beyond Nancy.
She is a hopelessly twisted personality.
She has ruined the lives of three men that I know of.
And speaking for myself .. - Just a moment.
Of course, she may pretend not to know me.
You expect me to take your word against hers?
My statements can be proved. There are marriage records.
I haven't time to investigate records.
I can prove you are a liar without them.
What's her birthday?
Her birthday?
Let me see.
A husband wouldn't forget his wife's birthday.
No, no. I'm trying to recall. It is in November.
November what?
The .. the 3rd. Isn't that right?
You rang, sir?
No, never mind.
And ..
See that I am not disturbed for a few minutes.
Yes, sir.
"Nancy, Nancy."
"What will you do to him now?"
"He's only a fish in a gilded dish."
"About to be fried, and how."
You.
You met Miss Patten in 1938 you say?
Yes, in Miami. Where I had gone to be with a patient.
It is strange.
But at that time I thought it was the luckiest of accidents.
So sorry.
"She was a little shaky so I insisted upon seeing her home."
"From that moment we were practically inseparable."
"Lovely is a dull word for Nancy."
"She seemed so perfect it was alarming."
"Despite my psychiatric training, I was unable to see any slight flaw in her."
"Which in itself should have given me pause."
"Since none of us are perfect."
"She knew I was 36 and had no money."
"And very little to offer her."
"But to my great joy she didn't seem to mind."
"There was no mistletoe but she accepted the substitute."
"In a few days we were married."
"After a brief honeymoon we returned to New York."
"Where I was to continue my practice."
"Then she found an apartment."
"I frankly couldn't understand what Nancy saw in it."
"But I soon found out."
"I was amazed at the taste and the ingenuity that Nancy demonstrated."
"Well, weeks passed. I was a happy man."
"My life was complete."
"That morning I arrived at work with my heart singing."
"Never dreaming what lay in store for me."
Good morning, Miss Wyatt. - Good morning.
There's a young man in your office, doctor.
I asked him to wait out here but he wouldn't.
Did he give his name? - No, sir. He isn't a patient.
Oh.
Doctor Blair? - Yes.
You surprise me. Most cyclists are older.
You were sent by someone?
I came on my own. My name is Clyde.
I'm sorry. I only see people by appointment.
Yes. The girl told me. I'm not here for treatment. I want some advice.
I'm the wrong man. I'm an analyst. - It will only take a few minutes.
I can't now, Mr Clyde but if you will speak to my secretary ..
You've got to listen to me. A man's life is at stake.
He is in Sing Sing.
He is going to die tomorrow and he's not guilty.
I can't prove it but I know who can.
All this has nothing to do with me.
Oh yes it has.
You should see the District Attorney. - I want you to see him.
Mr Clyde, I ask you again .. - No.
Have you been drinking? - I can hold it.
Look. I'd rather you left peacefully but if you force me to ..
Go ahead. Throw me out.
My dear fellow, please be reasonable.
I can hardly convince the District Attorney ..
That evidence is being withheld in a case I know nothing about.
By someone I've never heard of.
Heard of?
You married her.
I'm talking about your wife. Does that make any difference?
Nancy is quite a girl Doc, but I don't envy you.
What do you mean by such a statement?
What do you know of my wife?
Maybe I know enough to charge her with murder.
You wouldn't have drink handy?
You don't need a drink.
Sit down please. Use the couch if you want to.
Why?
More comfortable.
Miss Wyatt, I can't see anybody now. I'll ring when I'm free.
Please oblige me, Mr Clyde. I can't help you unless you cooperate.
Now let's get this straight. I'm not a patient.
You are suffering from hysteria.
You can't accomplish anything until you pull yourself together.
No-one would listen to you in your condition.
I must tell you the facts, that's all.
And I want to hear all the facts. Not just those you want to tell me.
"I'd have liked to psychoanalyse him. To get at the root of his problems.."
"But I knew it would be impossible in his condition."
"And yet my concern for Nancy and my very natural .."
"Now I must admit, masochistic curiosity, goaded me on."
How long have you known Nancy?
It's hard to remember not knowing Nancy.
Do you recall your first meeting?
You are beginning to sound professional again, doctor.
Oh, sorry.
I was remembering the first time I met Nancy.
Yes. She makes an impression.
It's been three years since she first came to my arts class.
I remember her.
Oh, you are an art teacher? - I'm a portrait painter.
I couldn't make a living during the depression so I took pupils.
I see. And Nancy was one of them?
From that day on, so far as I was concerned, she was the only one.
I knew it the moment I saw her.
It was as though the perfect girl, the one you imagine but never hoped to meet.
Suddenly materialised.
Do you know what I mean?
I understand. Go on, please.
I hadn't seen her come in. Someone brought her.
"I must have looked funny staring at her because .."
"She smiled."
Excuse me.
Hello.
You don't know me. I'm Nancy Monks.
Thelma brought me. - Fine.
She didn't think you'd mind. - Not at all.
Didn't she tell you?
She hasn't had the chance.
I've been balling her out. Every time I show her a thing she does the opposite.
I wouldn't mind if she had any talent.
Oh, I'm sure you don't mean that.
I mean it alright.
Wouldn't surprise me if I kick her out. - No, don't look at mine.
Why?
Well, I wish you wouldn't.
Very interesting. Who taught you to draw?
My father.
That's how I know it isn't good.
I only do it to amuse myself.
But you want to learn, don't you?
Not particularly.
I have frightened you?
No, I ..
I just don't care about art.
I mean ..
I'd never take it seriously.
For myself I mean.
What are you wasting my time for? Do you think I enjoy this?
I intend to pay you. - I don't take money for nothing.
I'm not conducting a class so the parasitic rich can escape boredom.
I am .. I'm not that hard up.
Well.
I hope you never will be, Mr Clyde.
I admire your principles.
I wish I could say the same for your disposition.
May I have my pad please?
Certainly. - Thank you.
Dammit Clyde, I could kill you.
I go to all the trouble. - Forget it.
Did you ever hear of Andrew Bonner?
How many millionaires are there who take an interest in unknown artists?
I guess she's Bonner's daughter.
She works for Bonner. She's his secretary.
Does that make you feel better?
Parasitic rich.
Paranoid Clyde would be more to the point.
"It wasn't the first time I had made a fool of myself."
"Nancy had created a disturbing impression."
"It made me pretty sore because I liked the girl. I couldn't forget her."
"I went to a little Italian restaurant that night to be alone."
Good evening, Mr Clyde.
Good evening.
"I didn't mean to ignore Luigi and his wife but .."
"I was in no mood to talk to anyone."
"I wanted to think about Nancy. To try and analyse my feelings."
"Why was I always throwing away the very things I wanted?"
"Paranoiac Clyde."
"Maybe Thelma was right."
"Suddenly I was aware."
"I was looking at her."
If it will make any difference, I would like to apologise for this afternoon.
I acted very badly.
Do you often act like that?
Yes.
Are you alone?
Then I'll sit down.
I really didn't mean to be offensive.
That hardly seems possible.
I know. Forgive me.
Then let's forget it, shall we.
Right.
Joe, bring us a bottle of Chianti. - Yes, sir.
I was terrified when you caught me, but Mr Bonner said:
Miss Monks.
Anyone who can draw a recognisable likeness of me while taking dictation ..
Is an artist.
I insist you have lessons.
I thought he was joking.
That was yesterday, and today he said:
Miss Monk, have you joined an art class yet?
Well, I just laughed.
But he was serious. He made me take the whole day off.
On company time? - On company time.
Oh, I get it. He wants to be .. friendly?
No. - No?
Definitely no.
In a way it is business with him.
He thinks people work better who have a creative outlet.
Revolution.
Well you know what he's done for modern art. I don't have to tell you.
Well, I just hope he never discovers me.
Why?
He knows as much about art as Luigi here.
Oh, now you are being unfair.
You are a difficult young man, aren't you.
Impossible.
Now tell me some more about yourself.
What more is there to tell?
Oh, you know. What you do with your evenings. If you like dogs.
Whether you're happy.
I'm very happy, thanks.
No thanks to me. I haven't made you happy.
That's true.
It must be someone else.
I merely meant, that I'm having a good time.
Even when you're out with another man?
Suppose he's courting you?
If you want me to say that I'm not in love.
If you think it would add anything at all to the evening.
Well, I think it would add a great deal but I don't believe it. Are you?
Nope.
And I don't intend to be for a long, long time.
I've heard girls say that before.
Oh?
And may I ask what you've done about it?
Nothing.
Just waited.
"That evening settled it."
"I was determined to have Nancy if it killed me."
"She continued in the class so I had plenty of opportunity to see her."
"One day she came up with a surprise."
Norman.
Norman, this is Mr Bonner.
He'd like to see some of your paintings.
Hello.
How do you do.
Miss Monks has been telling me all about your work.
You've made quite an impression on her. - Thanks.
Are you doing well? - Well enough.
I like to encourage young painters. - Yes. So I've heard.
I can't say I understand what all of them are doing but ..
I like to feel that they are free to do it.
Well, that is mighty generous of you.
Nancy, which painting did you say I should look at?
Cassandra. I think it is a masterpiece. I've told Mr Bonner.
I always listen to Nancy. She has such excellent taste.
I congratulate you, Mr Bonner.
Most rich people make the mistake of relying on their own.
I know the ones you mean.
Nancy sat for this. You'll notice I used her hair.
Really?
Do you like it?
I don't know. I would have to study it more carefully.
When I think of Cassandra.
I see a mad woman.
A woman with prophetic eyes.
Wonderful eyes.
You have them.
Tell me, Mr Clyde, how did you happen to miss the eyes?
Or are you partial to hair?
I paint pictures, not anatomy.
You will take it, won't you?
It's not for sale. - I don't mean sell it, Norman.
Mr Bonner wants you to lend it for a private exhibition at his home.
He has one every year.
I can't promise anything startling but your art will be seen by lots of people.
Important? You mean wealthy, I presume?
Yes.
Even wealthy people enjoy good paintings occasionally.
I would be happy to meet them. - Fine. Then we can count on you, eh?
Good day, sir. - Goodbye.
You can hang six. Any ones you like.
I'll think it over.
Congratulations, darling. I'm very proud.
You are Clyde? - Yes.
Congratulations. It deserves the award.
A unique idea. - Thank you.
I'll give you 500 dollars for it.
As a painting or an investment?
As an investment, I wouldn't give you anything.
You are probably right but as a painting it's worth much more.
The price is 5,000. - Oh Norman, be reasonable.
Let him talk. He's enjoying it.
Only keep him away from my wife.
She isn't as hard-headed as I am.
Excuse me just a moment.
Is that his wife?
She's been that way for years.
Here he is, Martha. Mr Norman Clyde.
Oh, Mr Clyde.
I want to tell you how pleased I am.
In my opinion the judges were absolutely correct.
Thank you, Mrs Bonner.
Has my husband bought Cassandra?
Not yet. - Then I will.
You see?
Aren't you going to ask the price?
How much is it?
Mr Clyde just informed me he wants 5,000 dollars.
Well I think that's little enough, don't you?
Now you have stared something.
Drew dear, I must speak to you. - Yes?
Mrs Talbot has lost a bracelet. She left it in the powder room.
Did you tell Dexter? - Yes, but he hasn't found it.
Please forgive me.
I don't know of anything more distressing.
We have a detective here somewhere. - A detective? What for?
Well, you can't be too careful. People slip in.
Mr Bonner does it for my sake, Mr Clyde.
I'm always a little nervous when I wear this.
Is there anything we can do?
No. Don't give it a second thought.
I'm sure it will turn up.
Good evening, Mrs Bonner.
Suppose I give it to you for a wedding present?
Now that is a very tempting offer, Mr Clyde.
Do I hear a taker?
We couldn't eat it, could we?
That reminds me. I'm starved. Let's leave.
Come on, the food is in here.
Oh no. Too many butlers. I like it thrown at me.
Come on.
Oh, congratulations.
You win the first prize.
How did you know, Luigi? - How did I know?
I told him yesterday. I had to keep it a secret from you, darling.
Mr Bonner asked me.
Sit down here. Have a celebration now.
Let's have some music.
That thing is broken.
No matter what button you press.
All you get is Body & Soul over and over again.
Thanks, pal.
You have to drop the nickel over here.
Run fast like a deer.
To press the button for the song there.
Okay, you be the dropper.
I'll be the deer.
Lucky man.
Well, it wasn't all luck. A lot of hard work went into that.
I don't mean the price. I mean the girl.
She will make somebody a wonderful wife.
What do you mean, "somebody"?
I call the waiter.
Would you like the menu, sir?
Something from the bar?
We close at 2 o'clock. - I said I'm not ready to order.
I dropped the nickel in.
What's the matter? - We leave.
Don't you want to eat?
Norman, what are you doing? - We're going.
Norman, I wish you'd tell me what this is all about.
That's what I want from you.
Why did you do it?
Do what? - Take the bracelet.
Oh, you meant that's it?
Because I wanted it.
Nancy, for heaven's sake make sense.
Are you going to tell on me?
I don't really like diamonds.
I've always wondered what it would feel like to own some.
You must be out of your mind.
Don't you realize what you've done?
Or do you?
Have you done this before?
No. I've never stolen anything in my life.
Until tonight.
Then why? Why?
Why?
I don't know. - You know.
You'll stay here until you tell me. - Norman, please.
Are you in debt?
No. - It isn't money?
No.
Something you want to buy? - No, Norman. I've told you, I ..
I was alone in the powder room.
I saw it lying there.
I just couldn't help myself.
That's no reason. People don't take things just because they see them.
Norman. - Tell me.
I have told you. I've told you everything!
Now stop torturing me.
Stop!
Nancy, all you've got to do is think.
How did you feel when you saw the bracelet?
Why did it tempt you?
You must have thought of something.
I did.
Oh, it's awful.
What is, Nancy?
What I thought of.
What did you think of?
Something that happened when I was a child.
My father had just died.
He was a painter like you, Norman.
Only he was a failure.
My mother had to go to work.
"She got a job as a housekeeper for a rich family."
"When you are a housekeeper's daughter .."
"You see the world through half-open doors."
"There was a daughter in the family."
"Her name was Karen."
"And she was just my age."
"She was lonely because her brother was away at school so much."
"We used to play together in pantries and on the back stairs."
"She's dead now. She died three years ago."
You will ask her? - No, but I am going to.
Here she comes. You'd better hide.
What are you doing, Karen?
Nothing, mother. - Why are you standing there?
Mother, couldn't Nancy come to my birthday party?
Nancy who?
The housekeeper's little girl.
Well, of course not. Why do you bother me with silly questions.
Why is it silly, mother?
Mrs Monks is employed here.
Is Nancy employed?
You've been told not to argue, Karen.
Now go back and finish your lesson.
I think it's mean.
I won't have any fun now.
Don't tell anyone you asked, Karen.
If mother finds out .. - I won't tell.
You're going to have everything the others get. I'm going to see to it.
Vanilla cake.
With candies on it.
And walnut ice-cream and you'll get a present too.
All the girls are getting pins.
Would you like a real platinum pin, Nancy?
To wear on your dress?
Oh, do you suppose I could?
Wait. You'll see tomorrow.
Here, Nancy. I'm sorry about the pin but there just isn't one left.
Oh.
If I had one I'd give it to you. Maybe if I ask one of the girls ..
Didn't you get on either? - No, I got this.
Here, you take it.
I don't want it anyway.
Can I keep it for good?
Of course, silly. Do you think I'm an Indian-giver?
Thank you, God.
I won't ever ask you for anything again.
Orville, look. Orville. See what Karen gave me.
I'm busy now. - But Orville ..
Look, look. See what Karen gave me.
Well now, ain't that something.
Ginny, look.
See what the child's got.
Oh, it's real pretty.
Elegant.
When I was your age, my aunt gave me one just like it.
Where is she?
Sorry, Nancy. But you'll have to give it back.
It's a real diamond and I didn't know.
Be quiet. It isn't the diamond that matters.
But mother, you said they weren't for the children.
Karen, will you please listen to me. That is not why I want it back.
But you said .. - Never mind what I said.
I don't like to do this.
But Karen shouldn't have given it to you in the firsts place.
I'll see that you get something else.
I don't want anything else.
Now see what you've done.
Come along, we'll settle this later. You must get back to your party.
Now Nancy, don't you cry.
Don't tell Mama. Please don't tell Mama.
Well, you couldn't help it.
Some people are like that.
Leave me alone!
Child, what is it?
Oh, Mama. Mama.
Tell me.
What's wrong?
Karen gave me a locket with real diamonds in it.
I didn't ask her and she said I could keep it.
Karen's mother took it away.
Ah, Nancy.
You know what I told you about playing with Karen.
It isn't her fault.
I know Mama, but why couldn't I keep it?
I don't know. There is probably a very good reason.
But if she'd given it to one of those other children.
Stop it, Nancy. I forbid you to talk that way.
Envy is a terrible thing.
I know, mother.
But I did want it so.
It's alright to want things, Nancy.
But you will have to be patient.
If you want things badly enough.
Someday.
You will have them.
"The following day, the whole house was in an uproar."
"The locket was missing and .."
"And Mrs Willis was on a rampage."
"She sent for me."
"I will never forget the terror I felt."
"When I approached her private sitting-room."
Straighten your hair.
Come in.
You wanted to see the housekeeper's daughter, Madam?
Yes, Orville.
That will be all. Close the door please.
Don't be frightened. I'm not going to scold you.
We are going to have a little talk. That's all.
Your name is Nancy, I believe?
Yes, ma'am.
Now Nancy, suppose you come a bit closer so we won't have to shout at each other.
Nancy, I need your assistance.
The little locket that Karen gave you yesterday has disappeared.
I'm not making any charges, mind you.
I merely want you to help the servants look for it.
And if you should find it.
I will give you something very nice as a reward.
I didn't take it, Mrs Willis.
I don't see why you blame me.
I'm not blaming you, Nancy. I have not said I thought anyone took it.
Then why do you talk to me like this?
Because it occurred to me that sometimes small girls have ways of finding things.
I'm not a little girl. I'm ten and I know what stealing is.
I did not use the word "steal".
You meant it though. - I meant nothing of the sort.
Children take things, to be sure.
But I don't consider that stealing.
Much worse than taking things is to lie about it.
I'm not lying.
I haven't got it and I don't know where it is.
There is nothing to cry about. As I said ..
Oh, stop it.
Use your handkerchief. Have you a handkerchief?
Yes.
These clothes of Karen's need mending.
Do you think you can talk sensibly now?
Very well then, we'll proceed.
Come in.
Excuse me, Mrs Willis.
Is this what you are looking for?
Where did you find it?
I was checking your daughter's clothes. It was in the seam of one dress.
Thank you.
It would have been better for you young lady if you had given it up.
But Mrs Willis, what do you mean? - Please don't add to your child's woes.
You'd help her more if you didn't protect her.
I resent you saying that very much.
Resent? How dare you use such a word to me.
I'll show you how to get the truth out of a child.
You did take the locket, didn't you?
You took it because you wanted it. I took it from you.
And I made you cry. Isn't that so?
You felt you could get away with it. - No!
Don't think you can get away from me. - Please stop it.
I didn't. I didn't! - Say it.
Please don't do that.
I didn't. - Say it.
Say it!
Yes. I took it. Let me go!
There is your child for you. Now you know ..
You beast.
Get her out of this house.
I don't want either of you here. You can see Joseph about your wages.
I hated her so. I could have killed her.
Even today. - That explains it.
You were blamed for something you didn't do.
So the next time the opportunity came along you figured ..
What have I to lose?
I don't know. - Well, I do.
When you took the bracelet you were just getting even with Mrs Willis.
Maybe I was proving her right. - Don't say that.
Well, it could be.
It couldn't be because it isn't true.
She made you lie, Nancy. Don't you understand?
You never actually stole the locket.
No.
No, of course not.
Then there is no reason to think such a thing.
The question is, what are we going to do about this?
I'll do whatever you say, Norman.
Nancy, look.
You wouldn't do it again, would you?
Oh no.
Then Forget it.
I want you to leave everything to me.
I'll mail it back to Mrs Talbot but without any sender's address.
No-one will ever know where it came from.
Thank you, Norman.
I'm sorry I've given you such a time.
Really.
You poor kid.
Just pretend it never happened, Nancy.
"Months passed."
"Everything was going well."
"Nancy and I were together constantly. We were engaged now."
"Whether I liked it or not, Bonner had really helped me."
"I had arrived."
"And the incident of the bracelet was just about forgotten."
"Then one night we were invited to the Bonners again."
"Nancy didn't want to go and I understood why, but .."
"I thought it would be good for her, so I made her go."
"As the evening wore on I became aware I hadn't seen Nancy for quite a while."
"I was beginning to feel uneasy."
"I wandered about the place but there was no sign of her."
"I noticed that Bonner was missing too. And that made me wonder all the more."
"Bonner liked Nancy."
"He saw too much of her."
"I hated myself for doing this but .."
"I couldn't stop looking."
Norman. - What's the matter?
Something happened. Get me out of here.
Out of what? What are you talking about?
I heard a shot. - So did I.
I was in Mrs Bonner's room freshening up.
His room connects with hers as you know.
I didn't know.
I didn't either until I went to the door.
Oh Norman, I'm frightened.
Mr Bonner was lying across the bed.
Stay with me.
Dexter.
Is Mr Bonner ill?
No, no.
There has been an accident.
Will you get a doctor quick.
Oh!
Will you please call a doctor.
What is it, Tina?
An accident?
No.
I'm afraid it is so, ma'am.
Tina, help me to the elevator please.
Mrs Bonner. The police are on the phone.
They've instructed me to ask people not to leave.
Leave? What's wrong?
Mr Bonner is dead.
Question:
"Did you know that Mr Bonner had a revolver in his room?"
Answer:
"Yes. He felt safer. He kept my jewels there."
Question:
"Now Mrs Bonner, you say that just before the shooting .."
"Mr Bonner noticed that you were not wearing the Lombard Diamond."
"And he reminded you that he had laid it out on his dresser."
Answer:
"Yes. So I asked him to get it for me."
"And .. I knew how much it pleased him to have me wear it."
Question:
"Are you quite sure the diamond was on the dresser?"
Answer:
"I only know what he told me."
Hysterical outburst.
"I don't care it's gone. I hope I never see it again. I wish we never owned it."
Question: - Oh, Norman.
For heaven's sake.
Aren't you interested? - I've read the papers.
Why are you doing this?
We're going to be cross-examined.
Well, all the guests will be cross-examined.
We're no different from the others.
Only that we were upstairs, We heard the shots.
You saw his body lying across the bed.
You said yourself there was no-one else in the room.
No-one I could see.
Well, that's important. It might help the valet.
Well, if the valet didn't kill him, who did?
That's up to the police to find out.
I don't know why you want to drag us into this.
Mr Bonner was fond of me. I don't deny that, but ..
Think how ugly it will sound.
People will say I was up there with him, and it isn't true.
Why won't you believe me?
I want to believe you.
No you don't. You've this crazy idea .. - I love you. Is that crazy?
Then why ..?
I've got to know. Why were you up there?
I told you.
I wanted to fix my make-up and the powder room was full.
Did you see Bonner go upstairs?
I've had enough of your insults.
Go ahead and accuse me.
What is it you think I've done?
Say it.
How could I ever have liked you, Norman.
Arrogant, suspicious, neurotic.
It isn't neurotic to be jealous.
It's worse than neurotic to be jealous of a dead man.
And you say that your presence could easily be observed at all times ..
By one or more of the guests?
I do.
And you were on the lower floor with Miss Nancy Monks the entire evening?
That's right. - Thank you, Mr Clyde.
We may call on you again later.
"Now that I have done it I knew I was wrong in shielding her."
"I wanted to be wrong."
"I wanted to prove to Nancy that I believed in her."
"That the incident of the bracelet hadn't influenced me."
"But in my heart I knew it had."
"She was withholding evidence and I was helping her."
"For weeks she avoided seeing me."
"But on the day Dexter was convicted I sent her a sarcastic telegram."
"Just one word:"
"Congratulations."
"And this got under skin apparently, because an hour later .."
I got your telegram, Norman.
I just came to say if there is any more talk of this ..
I'll go straight to the District Attorney and tell him everything.
Are you serious?
Don't tell me your conscience is bothering you.
No, it is your conscience that is bothering me, Norman.
I'm sick of being annoyed. You think I'm a liar.
No more than me.
You think Bonner was in love with me?
No, I don't think that. - Well, what do you think then?
Nancy, believe me. I wanted to hear you say it.
What?
Darling, I don't know what I thought. I'm so crazy about you.
You've been away so long.
Can't you see what it's done to me? I thought I'd lost you.
I didn't want to stay away, Norman.
I drove you away. I must have been out of my mind.
I thought you didn't care anymore.
If I had to relive the past few weeks I'd kill myself.
No, don't say that. - Nancy, I swear it.
Well, it's been terrible for me too.
My sweet.
We mustn't hurt each other anymore, Norman.
I feel so much better.
Me too.
But we've got to decide what to do. - I know what to do.
What? - Kiss me.
No. I mean about the testimony.
Oh forget it. Our testimony won't help anything.
Well, that's what I thought but you didn't seem to agree with me.
Of course I agree. Honey, look.
If you were guilty would you be here talking like this?
If I were guilty?
I'd be the last man in the world you'd want to see.
Norman, now I understand what you really think.
Sure, I've been imagining things.
You think I took his wife's diamonds and deliberately shot him.
Oh, Norman.
I know I've acted badly. - Norman, don't touch me.
I hardly know what to say. - I'll make it up to you.
No! You couldn't make it up to me, ever!
Because it's gone.
Nancy, will you listen? - No, I won't listen.
I've heard all your pretty speeches before.
I knew you were suspicious and cynical but ..
I didn't want to fall in love with you, if that's any satisfaction.
I wish we had never met.
The next thing I heard, she'd gone away.
Miami or somewhere.
I felt like a heel.
Then I read somewhere she'd got married.
I felt like a fool. She couldn't have cared.
She was just putting on an act to keep my mouth shut.
I know that now.
And tomorrow the man dies.
Give me a light.
In other words, what Nancy said was true.
You've gone right on distrusting her.
Well, who wouldn't? - You doubt that she cared for you.
It is quite evident Mr Clyde, that you tend to doubt people's motives.
Mr Bonner's interest in art, for instance.
His interest in Nancy.
Doubt is a symptom.
When we are prone to doubt others it indicates we are unsure of ourselves.
You're trying to save the life of a man you believe to be innocent ..
But whom society has found guilty.
You show an abnormal and obsessive concern in this matter.
Isn't it possible Mr Clyde that you're really trying to save your ego?
Your self-esteem as a man?
And that in order to do this you must destroy the woman who turned you down.
Facts are facts. Do you think I'd lie about them?
We don't always know we're lying. Especially under emotional stress.
Now in the telling of your story ..
I observed that the part you dwelt upon were those least flattering to Nancy.
When we wish people well, we give them as we say, the benefit of the doubt.
But you're her husband. You must protect her.
What do you want, Mr Clyde?
I don't want an innocent man executed.
Can you prove he's innocent?
She can.
Get Mrs Blair on the phone please.
What do you want to do that for? Do you expect her to confess on the telephone?
I think she'll want to see you. - Don't make me laugh.
In fact I'm sure she will, Mr Clyde. You've made a serious accusation.
Yes?
"There is no answer, Dr Blair."
I suggest you come to our apartment this evening around six.
I can't wait until six. We've only got 24 hours.
You're trying to stall me. You're afraid I'll do something.
You're in no condition to do anything. And I have appointments.
Here. Take one of these every hour.
Try to rest. If you can't sleep, go for a walk.
Doctor, don't you believe anything I've told you?
My dear fellow, when a patient tells me he has a pain I believe him.
Because I know that pain to be real.
Even though its cause may be imaginary. Six o'clock.
Yes?
"Mrs Lewis is waiting."
Well, send her in, and keep trying to get Mrs Blair.
Even today when I hear loud harsh voices I feel compelled to run away.
I always remember the incident, unimportant as it may seem.
I'm sorry, Mrs Donovan. We'll have to discuss this tomorrow.
Of course.
Thank you, doctor. - Goodbye.
Did you try again?
"Yes, doctor. Mrs Blair doesn't answer."
"I fully expected not to see Clyde again."
"That he was still in love with Nancy is obvious. That's why he had come to me."
"He wanted to hurt her."
I can't see anyone else, Miss Wyatt. - Shall I switch your appointments?
If you would, please. Find room for them tomorrow.
Nancy.
Is that you, Harry?
Darling, you're home early. What's the matter?
Nothing much.
You look lovely. Where have you been?
At the matinee. With Judith. Didn't I tell you?
Oh, I forgot it was today.
I had a wonderful time. I'm all goose bumps.
A melodrama? - Yes,. Ghastly.
You must go. It's about a schizophrenic who kills his wife and doesn't know it.
Afraid it wouldn't be a treat for me.
That's where you're wrong. You'd never guess how it turns out.
It may not be sound psychologically but the wife's part ..
If you don't mind, you can tell me later.
There's things I must discuss with you. I must talk quickly.
But of course, darling. What is it?
Well.
Do you know a man named Norman Clyde?
Very well. He's an artist.
I know. I had a long session with him in my office today.
Really? What about?
About you, chiefly.
Ah, did he tell you I had ruined his life?
He tried to give me that impression.
Harry, don't pay any attention to Norman.
He's nice but moody.
You don't think he is still sulking because I didn't marry him?
Yes, I believe he is.
Well there you are. And going into your office.
He's just trying to annoy me.
Either that or he's ill.
If he's ill, why come to you? There's other doctors.
That's true. - I'll fix you a drink.
No, wait. Nancy, I ..
I want to ask you a few questions. - About Norman?
Well, about you and he.
Harry, I believe you're jealous.
Possibly, but that isn't ..
Darling, if there's something wrong with me that I should be just a bit pleased.
Now if you were a patient I should disapprove. Never mind.
But as you're my wife I'm profoundly flattered.
I suppose you want to ask me if I cared for Norman.
I did. Very much.
Until I learned how erratic he was.
At first I was confused. I'd never been in love before.
He'd be angry one minute and happy the next ..
You don't have to tell me this, Nancy. I'm only concerned about one thing.
Clyde says you were a guest at Andrew Bonner's house the night he was shot.
Yes. We both were.
As a matter of fact I was reading something about it this morning.
He's under the impression that you and he ..
Withheld certain evidence.
Still?
Oh no, I can't believe it.
Harry, a minute ago I made a joke about jealousy.
It isn't really funny. It can be a terrible sickness for some people.
Yes, I understand that Nancy.
But I don't see ..
After we left the party, Norman said to me ..
"By the way Nancy, where were you during the shooting?"
Well, I thought he was joking.
But he wasn't.
He accused me of having gone upstairs with Mr Bonner.
But that wasn't the first time his jealousy had flared up.
I worked for Mr Bonner and just because he showed me a little attention.
Norman thought he was infatuated.
Well, I tried to laugh it off but ..
But it became an obsession with him.
I mean, I said .. Norman, if ..
If you keep on acting this way I'm not going to see you anymore.
But then he became very insulting. He said ..
He had known this was coming all along.
All that I cared about were rich men and all the things they could buy for me.
Which is absurd because ..
No-one every bought anything for me except you, Harry.
And heaven knows, you're not rich.
That's the way Norman was.
Anyway, I had to keep my word and stop seeing him.
And the last thing Norman said to me was ..
"One of these days you'll be sorry you didn't marry me, Nancy."
"You'll regret it for as long as you live."
Poor Norman.
He hasn't got it in him to be happy.
But why he should bother you ..?
It's spite, that's all.
Yes. That would account for his coming to see me.
But I don't understand that ..
You say you didn't withhold evidence?
Of course not.
Is he given to imagining things?
He certainly did a lot of imagining about Mr Bonner and me.
There was nothing in that also?
Nothing, Harry. I tried my best to convince him.
He must be sicker than I thought. A paranoiac with guilt fantasies.
Is there anything you can do for him?
He can be helped alright. But not by me.
Why?
For one thing, we're both in love with the same woman.
That would be unethical in the first place.
Analyst mustn't be emotionally involved with patients.
One might try to cure the man, but I'd much rather punch him on the nose.
Well, that may be just what he needs, but ..
Seriously darling ..
I'll go. - Ah, wait.
Nancy, I did something foolish. I asked him to come here.
Norman? - Yes.
Well, we'll find out.
Maybe when he sees how happy we are, he'll give up.
Better let me let him in.
Good evening, Clyde. Come right in. Mrs Blair is in the living room.
Hello Norman. It's nice seeing you again.
Well, she's been telling me what an excellent painter you are.
You look as if you've been sick, Norman.
You look fine. - Thank you.
Sit down, won't you.
Did you tell your husband anything about me or just my excellence as a painter?
If you mean about us ..
I've told him lots. For example, that we were in love and always quarrelling.
That you didn't kill Bonner?
But why should I tell him that, Norman?
Because you were in Bonner's room the night he was murdered.
And if the valet had been there at all he would have seen you.
If he had seen me he would have said so. Which proves I wasn't there.
I don't know what you've been telling my husband.
I'll be glad to say it again.
I was nowhere near the bedroom.
I was never upstairs during the entire evening.
Don't you remember my telling you that?
No, that's what you told the investigators.
Norman.
You are making this up. - Am I?
I suppose you've told your husband about the bracelet?
Bracelet?
Yes. You stole it. Remember?
And I sent it back.
Norman, what has come over you?
Do you know what he's talking about?
He knows alright, but he won't believe me.
He thinks you're a little white angel but I know you're a liar and a thief.
Oh, you poor darling.
You believe all this is true.
Save that for him. He'll need it.
You've got him just where you want him. He'll make all the mistakes I did.
Clyde, this isn't getting us anywhere. I think you had better leave.
If you want to see me tomorrow .. - What for?
You're no psychiatrist. You don't know truth from lies.
You're just a love sick quack.
Get out.
What do you suppose he meant about a bracelet?
I can't imagine.
I thought he might have told you.
Did you ever tell him about a childhood experience with a locket?
A locket?
Well if I did, I don't remember.
Never mind. It's my fault.
I shouldn't have subjected you to this.
I thought it might help him to see you. Well, it didn't.
Oh Harry, don't think about me.
Poor Norman. I wish there was something you could do to help him.
I did the best I could under the circumstances. I gave him a sedative.
Maybe he'll have the sense to take it.
Mr Michaelson is here, doctor.
And Mrs Kirkpatrick. Her appointment is at two.
And Mr Clyde.
You may go in now, Mr Clyde.
Thank you.
Well you look better. Had some sleep, eh?
Yes.
Now that Dexter ..
Now that it's over, you don't feel so harassed. Is that it?
I guess that's it, Doc.
I took those pills you gave me.
Remarkable pills.
I just woke up a few minutes ago.
I slept right through the execution. - Oh. Good.
A wonderful sleep thanks to you.
Best I've had in years.
And how does it strike you now?
Still feel you might have done things for the man in Sing Sing?
Oh no. I saw last night that no hope was left.
But you have changed your opinion?
Opinion? Have I expressed an opinion?
Regarding Nancy, I mean.
I have no opinion about Nancy. I know the facts.
I heard her lie to you. If you choose to believe her that is your concern.
Please don't say that I hold an opinion.
It is you who have opinions very definitely.
It is your opinion that Nancy is innocent.
Dexter was guilty.
That I am a disappointed lover trying to make trouble.
That's funny. I guess there's nothing I can do about it.
In the eyes of the world you're a smart psychiatrist. Your opinions count.
While I'm just a mixed-up patient.
You'd like it to be the other way round, wouldn't you?
No. I don't mind being mixed up.
My conscience is clear. I did all I could to save the man's life.
You did what you could to prevent me.
That's fine if you see it that way. I have done you a service.
That's right. It's on your conscience now.
That's much more comfortable, isn't it.
Much.
Still, if I were in your place.
I think I would pursue my anxiety problem a little further, Mr Clyde.
If you don't mind my saying so, you do need treatment.
There are a number of men I could recommend.
Don't worry about me, doctor. I'll get along.
You're such a big help.
Merely a suggestion.
I know. I'm very grateful. Thank you very much.
Well, I'm afraid I will have to ask you to excuse me now.
Well, that is quite alright.
Your time is very valuable.
You've got a lot more mixed-up people waiting to be straightened out.
I try to help them, but of course they have to be willing to help themselves.
Naturally. That's half the battle, isn't it.
I won't keep you. I just dropped in to say so long and I wish you a happy life.
You and Nancy.
I said before, Doc. She's quite a girl. - Thank you, Clyde.
And I hope one day you will be as happy too.
Check.
Hey, you are forgetting something.
Your fee.
Nancy.
Would you mind very much going to England?
Anywhere, Harry. I don't care.
I feel so terrible as it is.
Oh no, you mustn't feel terrible. It's not your fault.
I know, but it ..
No. Now don't look glum. Answer my question.
Does England appeal to you?
I'd love to live in England, darling.
But do you think it is best for your future?
Well.
It has one great advantage over any other country.
It won't take me so long to learn the language.
"The following spring we moved to London and I had an office near Regent Street."
"I was just beginning to get a start when the war broke out."
"I offered my services to the Medical Staff. Nancy joined an ambulance unit."
"During those first terrible months we worked day and night."
"It wasn't until America entered the war that we experienced any risk .."
"And then only fitfully."
"Nancy was worried about my being so tired .."
"She arranged to have us spend a few days in the country."
"How she did it, I don't know."
"We were to be the guests of Lord and Lady Wyndham."
"Who kept their estate open for the benefit of nerve-shattered war workers."
Oh, this is dreadful.
In London I asked them about the weather here ..
And they said there was more sun here than any place in England.
Well, what makes you think there isn't?
We can't have everything. It will be clear tomorrow.
"Hands, knees and boomps-a-daisy."
"I like a bustle that bends."
"Hands, knees and boomps-a-daisy."
"What is a boomp among friends?"
"Hands, knees, now don't be lazy."
"Let's make the party a wow!"
"Come on. Hands, knees and boomps-a-daisy."
"Turn to your partner and bow. Bow wow!"
Harry, dear. Shouldn't you go to bed?
Oh, he must hear another chorus. It isn't often we get this.
But he is so dreadfully tired.
Just one more. I'm sure she'd feel offended if he didn't.
"In the naughty nineties."
"The ladies were so gay."
"In the naughty nineties."
"This is how they'd play."
"Waltzing as light as a feather."
"And bouncing their bustles together."
"Hands, knees and boomps-a-daisy."
"I like a bustle that bends."
"Hands, knees and boomps-a-daisy."
"What is a boomp among friends?"
"Hands, knees, now don't be lazy."
"Let's make the party a wow."
"Come on. Hands, knees and boomps-a-daisy."
"Turn to your partner and bow."
Oh, dear.
Please don't mention this to his Lordship.
It makes him most frightfully angry when I'm careless.
"Boomps-a-daisy. Turn to your partner and bow. Bow wow!"
She's jolly good, isn't she.
She sang in London all through the Blitz. The Germans couldn't silence her.
It would take more than a blockbuster I'm sure.
Goodnight, Lord Wyndham. - Goodnight.
Goodnight, Lady Wyndham. - Goodnight.
"The weather was no longer a subject of discussion. It was always bad."
"Frequently, it drove us out of the manor house."
"Lord Wyndham proved to be a gracious host addicted to hiking."
"Usually with his guests."
"I began to wonder why Nancy had chosen this of all places for a rest."
Over there, on that hill, is the oldest house in Devonshire.
You can't see it so I will describe it to you.
It has a moat.
A drawbridge.
And three round towers.
My dear fellow, I'm so sorry. - That's alright. Just a bit of mud.
But all this must be boring you, Mrs Blair.
No.
Do you like old jewellery? - Old jewellery?
Yes.
Then you've probably heard about my collection.
It's quite famous.
No, I haven't. - No?
Well you will see it anyway. - I'd love to.
Alright now, doctor? - Yes, okay.
I don't see how you find your way home. - Don't you worry about that.
You leave it to me.
That sword-shield is known to be part of the tribute to William the Conqueror ..
By the descendants of Alfred the Great.
That big diamond in the pendant there.
Weighs 63 carats.
The other pieces in this case are early renaissance.
Does it worry you to have things of such value in the house?
Well, they are much safer than they would be in London.
No, I was thinking of robbery.
Oh, as to robbery.
The police assure me that this tower room when properly closed ..
Is just like a bank vault.
And now, Mrs Blair.
Here is a collection over here that I am sure will interest you.
Henry de Vallière. The 18th century.
They are beautiful.
That little locket, that heart-shaped locket, belonged to Queen Ann.
She wore it at her christening.
Well goodbye, sir.
A pity you're leaving. I feel sure there is going to be a change in the weather.
Goodbye. - Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Such nice people, aren't they. - Charming.
I thought Lady Wyndham seemed a little bit upset about something.
Did you notice it too?
Her Ladyship is worried about her necklace.
The butler just told me she's been questioning the servants all morning.
Why? - What happened to it?
I don't know, sir. It's missing.
The butler said it is worth twelve thousand pounds.
Got a cigarette, darling?
Yes, dear.
Don't bother. I'll get it. - It's no bother at all.
Thank you.
Now I need a match.
Right here.
Have you got your key handy? - I think so.
That's funny. I did have it.
Never mind. I'll use mine.
I couldn't have lost it, could I?
That's funny. I did have it.
There. I knew it was here.
Darling, is something troubling you?
Nancy, I don't know how you will take this.
Oh, I feel so ashamed.
Darling, you know I've never doubted you.
And yet, when this thing happened today.
What thing, dear?
Lady Wyndham's necklace.
When the driver told us about it.
It was like somebody stabbing me.
It was horrible.
I don't know why.
But Harry, you do know why.
It made you think of me. Of all those horrid things Norman said.
Yes. Yes, of course.
Harry, darling. Sit down.
Darling, you've been under a frightful strain.
And if it will help to relieve your mind any ..
Of course I will say it.
I'm no thief, darling.
I never stole anybody's bracelet.
I have to report to the clinic.
Harry, are you sure you feel alright?
Well, you are coming too, aren't you?
No, I'll stay here.
If they want me they'll send for me.
I don't like to leave you alone.
Oh now, go on and stop worrying.
I love you very much.
Evening, doctor.
Good evening, Mr Hickson.
People careless with lights again. Can't be too cautious.
That's right. You've got us through so far.
The grace of heaven, doctor. The grace of heaven.
"All units stand by."
"All available ambulances report to Devonshire Terrace. Hit badly."
"All available units report to Devonshire .."
That's Devonshire Terrace.
You live there don't you, doctor? - Yes.
You can't get through, sir.
I don't want to get through. I live here. I'm looking for my wife.
I'm sorry, sir .. - Please let me by.
I am a doctor. - Very well, sir.
Harry!
They sent for me.
That's why I wasn't in all night.
I supposed you've been worried to death.
What's that you found?
Can't you see?
Why.
Harry did you .. just find it?
Don't tell me there is more of them.
You know she didn't steal any diamonds.
Can't you understand you are imagining all this?
Now look at your wife.
Look at her face.
Keep looking at her.
Oh, darling.
It's your good I'm thinking of.
If you want me to go ..
I will.
Yes, anything.
Anything.
Mrs Blair. I'm sorry, but ..
There is no reason to act hastily.
You mustn't give up hope.
Thank you, doctor.
"Needless to say she divorced me, and changed her name to Patten .."
It was then I imagine, that you met her.
Good Lord, it is fantastic.
The whole thing is impossible.
I haven't got the answers, doctor. But I know you are lying.
No. I don't believe a word of it.
And furthermore I am going to hold you accountable.
This is the most viscous libel I've ever heard.
What are you smiling at? Do you think I won't?
I'm smiling because I remember how I felt.
In a similar position.
I don't mean to hurry you darling, but everyone is waiting.
Nancy.
Do you know this man?
Why, of course.
It's Harry Blair.
But it's been so long.
Dr Blair is on the staff of the Institute for Psychiatric Research.
She refers to the Hartsdale Sanatorium where I was confined at her instigation.
Why, Harry.
What are you talking about?
It's a place for mental cases.
I'm sure you will be pleased to know that I am no longer there.
I am pleased, Harry.
If you will give me time I can prove that I was married to her.
Oh, joke is a joke. This is my wedding day.
Stop treating me like a lunatic.
Harry.
I'm afraid I have no more time, doctor. Next week perhaps. Suppose I call you.
You won't call.
You're marrying her.
If Miss Patten will have me, I think I'll take the risk.
Wouldn't you like to come to the wedding, Harry?
We would love to have you.
I remember what Clyde said of me.
"He's going to make all the mistakes I did."
Well you're not being very flattering.
I'll have the butler call a taxi.
Haven't you anything nice to say?
You might wish me happiness.
There can be no happiness for you. Ever.
Nancy.
I'm sorry.
John dear. Please, it couldn't be helped.
It's depressing to see a man in that state.
But if you'd seen what I did in London.
But he wasn't the only one who cracked up.
He had a wonderful record.
Just the same, he gave me an awful scare.
He seemed to know so much about you.
Of course, he psychoanalysed me. That's how I met him.
Well, no wonder. He probably got you mixed up with a lot of other patients.
Poor Harry, he's really a sweet man.
Come on, darling. I think we've got to hurry and dress.
I wish we'd had another rehearsal.
This is how you walk.
Remember, walk slowly.
Like this?
Don't smile, you must look solemn.
Think of something tragic.
Girls.
They are waiting for you. - We're coming.
You look beautiful. - Thank you, Mrs Willis.
I couldn't have asked for more.
You've been very kind. - Because I've had to for John.
He's had a difficult life in many ways.
A little spoilt. Too much money.
The war wasn't easy for him.
I'm happy because he's found a sensible girl. One who will really love him.
0h.
I have a favor to ask. I almost forgot.
This little locket has been in our family for years.
Three Willis brides have worn it at their weddings.
It would have belonged to my daughter if she had lived.
I'm sure Karen would want you to have it.
Men don't care about such things but they mean a great deal to women.
Especially when they grow older.
There.
It's yours now.
Come, darling. We're ready.
"Thank you, God. I won't ever ask you for anything again."
Nancy.
Did you close it tight?
Yes. What difference does it make?
The tune. - What tune?
Katherine. - Yes, I'm coming.
"You wretched child. You stole that locket."
"You stole it, remember?"
"If you want things badly enough .."
"Someday you will have them."
"Don't tell me your conscience is bothering you."
"Norman, now I understand what you really meant."
"You think I took his wife's diamond and deliberately shot him."
"We are going to be cross-examined."
"You've got to know. You stay here until you tell me."
"I have told you. I've told you everything."
"Now stop torturing me. Stop!"
"No."
"Don't lie!"
"Let me go."
"I'll show you how to get the truth out of a child."
"I'm no thief, darling."
"I never stole anybody's bracelet."
"You have him just where you want him. He will make all the mistakes I did."
"I suppose you've told your husband about the bracelet?"
"That's no reason! People don't take things just because they see them."
"I'll get it out of you. I'll make you say it for the good of your soul."
"No!"
"Say it. Say it. Say it. Say it!"
The car is here from the hospital, doctor.
I'm coming with you.
John, I simply won't consider anything so absurd. You can't go.
You must realise this isn't the same Nancy. Mentally she's a child, John.
The memory of her life is so painful to her that she's shut it out completely.
She may never remember any of us again. - You see how hopeless it is.
If you won't consider me, at least for your own sake ..
I'm sorry, mother.
Believe me, John.
I wish we could do something for Nancy, but we can't.
Isn't that right, doctor?
Is that true?
Who am I to say?
Nancy never got her locket as a child.
And because it meant so much to her she paid a terrible price.
But lockets are .. only a symbol.
It was love she needed.
It is love she needs now. Pity won't help.
Can you go on loving her?
You must be honest with yourself.