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I will never divorce you.

I'll never divorce you, James.

Never.

There's no question of it.

I'm leaving anyway. If you won't divorce
me, I'll divorce you.

Then I'll contest it.

No matter how many other women there
are.

For the last time, there are no other
women. Why don't you believe me?

Then why are you leaving me?

Just because our marriage isn't a
honeymoon anymore?

If only it resembled that.

It is ten years ago, James.

Something should have stayed with us.

It's so routine.

Predictable. Dull.

How can you say that? You're so rarely
here.

When the stock exchange closes, you go
straight to your club.

You spend your evenings playing squash.

You have no interest in how I spend my
time.

Caroline, I'm trying to be honest.

I don't want to hurt you.

But our marriage is dead. We're bored
with each other. Admit it.

I'm not bored with you.

Do you have to pretend?

We have nothing left to say to each
other.

I'm driven mad trying to think up a
polite conversation. What kind of a

is that?

You're forcing me to say these things.

Face the facts.

They are not the facts.

I think you're tired.

Of you?

Yes. Then there is someone else. I only
wish there were.

What you need, James, is a good holiday.

I don't need a good holiday.

Or any other kind of holiday.

I need to be free.

And I'm going to be.

And then what I said, James.

I don't believe in divorce.

I'll never divorce you. We'll see.

I'm going.

Now.

Now pass.

You're not English, are you?

Are you here with her?

Dead?

No. Only gone away.

Back to Verona.

Leaving you here.

He must be mad.

Oh, he is mad. Yes, Paolo.

You are not like him. I tell.

I don't like to be a little bit mad
sometimes.

Yes? Well, why not?

My name is Sandra.

Hello, Sandra.

James.

Sandra is an Englishman.

Nice, Italian.

You come from the south?

Partly.

With your wife?

No, I'm divorced.

It's very easy in English, divorce.

You marry again?

Once is quite enough.

For me too. I never marry.

Your wife was not nice, was she? Oh, she
was attractive.

Very cool. I loved her very much.

Then... It's finished?

Let's not talk about it.

Have you been out on the lake?

Up to the islands?

No, I do not wish to go.

But I wish.

I don't know where he is, Jenny, and I
haven't bothered to find out.

I've had no word from him since he left.

You haven't bothered?

I'd be out of my mind if I were you. You
don't even sound worried.

Well, perhaps I am a little.

So, where are you staying?

Forget about James for a while.

Come over to the hotel this evening.

I've got some gorgeous friends here from
America. They'd love to meet you.

Thanks, that's very kind of you, but I
don't think I will.

You are a fool.

You still love him, I suppose.

I suppose.

Well, I have to go now. I'll ring you
tomorrow. You need to get out. Have some

fun. I'll think about it.

Goodbye, Jenny.

I told my partner three weeks.

Well, it won't take just one more week.
I wish I could.

It's just not possible.

You say you love me first sight.

That was a long time ago.

First sight after your wife's death. No.

Nothing to do with it.

Very good for my English in England.

So you keep telling me.

Like my body, why not like me too?

I do.

I do.

This is it.

Face is west. Get the afternoon sun.

I thought you'd like it.

Some view, eh?

Yes, isn't it?

It's very good of you to take this
trouble.

What a friend's whore.

It's ideal as a pied -à -terre, I
thought. Only ten minutes' walk from the

exchange. Oh, it's not a pied -à -terre.

I'm living here, Derek.

Right now.

What if Caroline doesn't like it?

I've committed you.

She doesn't know about it.

I see.

She didn't go with you to Italy?

No.

Nor did anyone else.

So, how were the lakes? Full of good
things?

The longer I stayed, the more difficult
it became to tear myself away.

I want you to get me a divorce.

I assume you've thought seriously about
it.

Discussed it together rationally. You
don't want to try for a reconciliation

first.

I've told her I want my freedom.

No children, that's something.

Well, you're a lawyer.

What do I have to do?

She agrees to a divorce.

She's dead against it.

There's no glass, it's blast.

If she won't consent, I think you've got
problems.

Let's talk over lunch.

Just leave it, Howard.

Thank you.

She said it.

Completely without emotion, without...
Well, anything.

Symptomatic of the marriage.

She refuses to divorce me. I believe
her.

That makes it very tricky as the law
stands.

You see, James, the old days have gone.

We could have arranged a dirty weekend
and have you caught in flagrante

I tell you, Caroline wouldn't divorce me
if I were.

She wouldn't even raise her voice.

Without her consent, the only way is to
prove you've lived apart for five years.

Five years?

I want my freedom now.

There's got to be some way, Derek.

The only way is... if she has a
boyfriend.

That's unthinkable.

How do you know? Been deceiving me,
Caroline.

Still waters and all that. It is
possible, James.

She's always at home in the evenings.
Never goes anywhere.

What about during stock exchange hours?

She knows where you are. Do you know
where she is?

Well, no, not precisely.

But that's ludicrous.

Ludicrous may be.

But if she were deceiving you, you could
attest that her being unfaithful has

irretrievably broken down the marriage.
Then you've got a strong case.

That's plotting at a straw.

She just might be taking her revenge.

We sometimes employ a private
investigation agency.

Do you mean have her followed, spied,
watched?

Surveillance is the professional term.

They're very discreet.

No, no, nothing like that. It's
perversive.

Nasty.

Then let's talk about it in five years'
time.

I'll be 40.

No.

Is the marriage so bad?

I don't know what happened, where it all
went wrong.

When I first met her, I really loved
her.

And now?

Do you have any feeling at all for her?

Sometimes I feel I could kill her.

To be free.

Better to divorce her.

But your only hope's adultery.

Has. Why don't I ask the man who owns
the agency to come and talk to you?

You say where, and I'll arrange it.

With Bates.

My name is Bates, B -A -T -E -S.

Mr. Hargill, flat 351 is expecting me.

Now, I'll speak here.

Yes?

Mr. Hargill, sir? My name is Bates.

Bates.

Oh, yes.

Come on.

Morning, sir.

Mr Johnson of Cripps, Johnson and Hooker
told me this hour would be convenient,

sir. He also told you that I'm not very
sure about this, did he?

Alleged aggrieved parties rarely are,
sir.

It's a nice view.

I don't like the idea of my wife being
watched by private detectives.

Private investigators, sir. Small team,
mostly ex -Navy, very efficient.

No one knows, no arm done.

Gives me a guilty feeling.

Understandably. Anybody would with a
streak of humanity in them, sir.

You have a recent photograph?

Of my wife?

No, I didn't bring anything here I
wouldn't need.

Then a description will have to suffice,
sir, and the address of her place of

residence. 7 York Place.

York Place Arts.

Charming. I know it.

I haven't decided to go ahead. It's
extremely unlikely that she's up to

anything. Nothing would give me greater
pleasure, sir, than to report exactly

that. Nothing untoward detected.

Alas, it rarely happens.

Almost never.

You say that she would never know.

Will she be expecting you, sir?

Absolutely not.

Well, then.

My card.

Terms on the back.

You pay Cripps, Johnson and Hooker says
that my name doesn't even appear on your

check.

Now, surveillance is continuous. Three
watches.

0800 to 1600, 1600 to midnight and
midnight to 0800.

I'll probably take that one myself, sir.

We don't ring eight bells, of course.

We won't be needing the midnight to
eight period.

Caroline's always in bed by eleven.

Needs nine hours sleep, she's always
telling me.

It's a very interesting watch, sir,
midnight to 0800, if there's any funny

business, any real funny business.

Still, I'll take your instructions to
the letter, and we'll get underway.

Time is money.

Oh, we do offer some optional extras,
sir.

High -speed cameras, electronic
listening devices.

No, nothing like that.

Nothing that would incriminate me.

I want that made absolutely clear.

Well, it's up to you, sir.

We'll stand well off, don't worry.

You still haven't given me her
description, sir.

Oh, she's attractive.

Dresses in good taste.

Hair, eyes, height, weight, sir.

Dark hair, green eyes, five foot.

Four.

Slim. And she is a sole occupant of the
house now you're not in residence, sir?

Yes, of course she is. Well, that's all
I need to know.

Thank you.

Establish subject's residence as per
address.

Make visual contact with subject at
1415.

Why can't he say quarter past two?

Naval training, I suppose.

Subject took taxi to Bond Street,
entered Abigail's at 14 .35, purchased

clothing, all female wearing apparel,
left with three parcels at 1500 hours

precisely, hailed taxi and returned to
residence, where subject remained until

surveillance ceased at midnight.

Is that what I'm paying for? To tell me
that my wife's gone shopping? You don't

want to stop her spending?

Oh, call Bates off. I was wrong to
agree.

Give them a chance. One report means
nothing.

It's this or wait five years, remember?
Tell him to stop.

I've paid him for seven days.

James, do you really want a divorce or
don't you?

I do.

A further report to Mr. James Howgill to
his barbecue address.

Vicky?

At 18 .20 on Wednesday the 13th, subject
answered residence door to unidentified

male in his 30s.

Subject seemed to be expecting him,
invited him inside residence.

Subject and male companion left
residence at 19 .15 hours, clearly

other's company.

Got into the escort's car and drove off
to the Cascade Club, arriving in 19 .35.

Subject and male companion emerged from
the club at 23 .30 hours.

Very merry.

embracing and kissing.

Escort, hail the taxi.

I still can't believe it.

I just can't.

I'm getting copies of Bates' reports. It
seems we're heading in the right

direction. How could she have changed?

Because you've left her?

Well, maybe she hasn't changed.

Maybe you didn't really know her before.

And now, of course, she's a free agent.
She can do what she likes.

She's no more free than I am.

I mean she doesn't have to consider you
in making her arrangements.

At the Cascade Club till midnight?

Caroline, are you sure you can trust
Bates?

Do you want surveillance continued or
not?

Let it run the seven days.

Male companion now identified. From
hotel register, a South American racing

driver, Juan Luis Romero.

Juan Luis Romero.

Where would Caroline meet a man like
that?

Romero arrived at subject's residence at
2300 hours, kissed as he entered.

Fifteen minutes later, light appeared in
first floor room.

Subject and Romero seen a window before
curtains drawn.

By end of surveillance, no one had
vacated subject's residence.

This morning's saga reads like a piece
of fiction.

It's as though you've invented the whole
thing.

A fairly normal reaction, if I may say
so, sir.

No doubt you're feeling slightly
frustrated.

That's an understatement.

We don't enjoy giving an incomplete
service, sir. I mean, calling it a day

midnight is like missing your rum
ration.

If I may use a naval expression.

You're not going to watch my wife
through the night?

Everything points to the necessity, sir.

We could probably wrap it up quite soon.

The answer's no.

Under no circumstance.

Well, if those are your instructions,
sir...

They are.

Sir, how's the market this morning?

Depressed. Like me.

Hmm. Bates told me. Yes, I took it out
on him. I'm sorry.

It's too bad of her, behaving like a...
I still can't believe it. I really

can't. You don't want to believe it. No,
it's not that. It's... Your pride's

hurt. Yes, well, possibly.

You'll get over it.

We seem now to be on the verge of
getting the evidence you need to claim

the marriage has irretrievably broken
down due to her behaviour.

How long's it been going on? That's what
I'd like to know.

Since before I left home?

And how did she get away with it?

Let's go and eat.

If

you'll

only agree to round -the -clock
surveillance, Bates believes he will

evidence I need very soon.

It's a very interesting time, sir.
Midnight, 0800, if there's any funny

business. Any real funny business.

My name is Bites, sir. B -I -T, sir.

But if she were deceiving you, you could
attest that her being unfaithful has

irretrievably broken down the marriage.

It's very good for my English in
England.

Subject and Romero partook of dinner at
his hotel.

I'm sorry, sir, I'm reporting this from
my own and my colleagues' notepads. In

view of what's happened, I suggest we
tell you immediately.

Subject and Romero finished dinner at
2200 hours.

Romero handed Subject a box from which
she extracted a gold bracelet.

Subject thanked him effusively.

She kissed him, etc.

Then they went through the lobby, took a
lift to Romero's suite, where next

morning they had breakfast in bed at
0800 hours.

And that, as they say, is that, James.

Legally, it's all there.

You've got what you need.

Yeah.

I've got it.

do I want it?

I feel angry, cheated.

But most of all, I feel jealous.

Jealous? If he finds her exciting, why
don't I?

What am I missing?

I want her back.

Don't ask me why.

She intrigues me like she never did
before.

Have you called before?

No.

Only I've been away.

Away? That's not like you.

Quite a shock when you didn't come back.

Shook me out of myself, I suppose.

I see.

So what have you been doing?

I've been staying with friends in
Aberdeen.

You have friends in Aberdeen?

Yes. Sally Hudson. She married an oil
executive.

I haven't been back long.

I didn't tell them, of course.

Tell them what?

That you'd left me.

You've never done your hair like that
before.

Hello? Jenny Caro.

Got a message you telephoned. Yes.

By the way, James is back.

I don't know why yet. He just walked in.

Oh, that'll... teach him.

You found my thank you note. Oh, I
didn't leave a bracelet there, did I?

yes, that's why I was phoning.

Hold on to it till I see you, will you?

Well, listen, has James told you he set
the snoops on you?

You what?

Every time I left your house, one of
them was waiting, followed me

I wasn't going to let on I wasn't you,
was I? Oh, lovely. That explains

everything.

I must go now.

Bye.

You haven't come back to tell me
something, have you?

No. I realized you're not safe to be
left on your own.

I don't think I know what you mean by
that.

Oh, yes, you do.

But let's never mention it again.