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Richard Stuart:
And you were in my dream, Ralph. You were helping these people. Every time I had doubts, every time my new identity began to slip, you were there to reassure me. Isn't that odd? Then, all of a sudden, I was on a polo field, falling from a horse. And in that one instant, I realized...
Dr. Ralph Sawyer: Mmn - yes, you must forgive me, I hadn't realized it was so late. |
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Richard Stuart:
Elizabeth, do we like to dance?
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Richard Stuart:
I assume they paid you well?
Peter Martin: Well handsomely, old chap. Luckiest day in my life when you asked me to check on that license number. Which reminds me - I owe you a tenner. |
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Richard Stuart:
I've decided I don't like Tony Sutton - or his friends. Is that all he did? Go to parties and play polo?
Elizabeth Sutton: Well, he didn't have to do anything else, he was rich. Richard Stuart: A rich playboy... polo, skiing in St. Maritz, cruising the Mediterranean with the jet set. What a life! A whole world coming apart at the seams, and all Tony Sutton can do is bounce about like a rubber ball. |
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Richard Stuart:
Ralph, all these years you've been a secret romantic, and you've never told me. But then of course we never really knew each other. Did we?
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Richard Stuart:
Sir Howard Nettleton. Chairman of the Board of Governors of our school, citizen of conscience, and swindler in the gold markets.
Sir Howard Nettleton: *Manipulator*. |
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Richard Stuart:
What are you up to?
Elizabeth Sutton: I'm packing, I'm going with you. Richard Stuart: Absolutely not. Elizabeth Sutton: But I'm in just as much danger here as I would be in London. By now they've got to realize that I know who you are! Richard Stuart: I don't care. You are not going with me; that's final. [Next scene finds them on the plane together] |
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Richard Stuart:
What is it?
Brandon: Sir, there's an inspector Huntington from Scotland Yard, waiting for you in your study. Richard Stuart: Ahha, Scotland Yard, that's very interesting, thank you Brandon. Brandon: Sir? Richard Stuart: Yes? Brandon: Are you guilty, or not guilty? Richard Stuart: Guilty, of course. I chopped her up in little pieces and mailed them. |
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Richard Stuart:
What is this about a club?
Elizabeth Sutton: Across the lake. There's a garden party tonight. Richard Stuart: I think we should go. Elizabeth Sutton: Under these circumstances? Richard Stuart: Why not? I think it's time to see how my other half lived. |
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Richard Stuart:
What is this key for?
Elizabeth Sutton: Dr. Sawyer said that is belonged to your father, and if you ever asked for an explanation, he'd give it to you. Richard Stuart: And Tony never did, of course? Elizabeth Sutton: No. Richard Stuart: That key, Elizabeth, was a calculated risk. A constant challenge to my memory - or lack of memory. The bait, you see. As long as I didn't inquire about it, my past was *locked.* |