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Barnaby Jones, a Quinn Martin production, starring Buddy Ebsen, also

starring Lee Merriweather, Mark Schera, with guest stars

Penny Pizer, Charles Siebert,

Dick DeCoy, Patricia Donahue,

Christopher Norris.

Tonight's episode, Stages of Fear.

You had your chance.

So why are you waiting around?

You knew well in advance my dreams were on a different side of the town.

Maybe she's really more like your style.

Settle down and retire your heart. Right?

Carter, it feels good. It's alive.

It's getting there.

Oh, don't be so grumpy just because I had to push you into giving Sybil the

part. She's come a long way since she joined your class three years ago.

Maybe.

And I've learned never to argue with the lady who owns the theater.

You'll see.

Friday night's opening is going to be a smash, and you'll be the one that's

taking the vows for creating a new star.

enough to do in this scene without having Sybil constantly upstaging me

that. Let's get one thing straight, June.

I direct, you act, and we'll get along fine, all right?

All right, Sybil, now you turn to June, not she to you, just like we've been

rehearsing it.

I'm sorry, Carter.

All right, there's not much more we can do until we get the new actress for the

part of Agnes, so let's put it to bed for tonight.

Ben, I want to start with act two, 11 o 'clock tomorrow morning, right after the

Agnes audition.

Okay, everybody, you heard the man.

Let's go.

Look, you didn't upstage her that much. Don't let her get you going. Excuse me,

please. Sybil!

Fantastic baby, really great.

Oh, that's very nice of you.

Malcolm Elliott, David Douglas.

The agent from ICW. Sybil's been telling me a lot about you. Look, I'm going to

go meet Rochelle for coffee.

I'd like you to come and join us.

Oh, I'm sorry. David and I are going out for something.

Go ahead.

Rochelle is an important casting agent.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I'm sorry to dump you, my dear, but my career... Knock it off.

Just coffee, okay? I can't stay out too late.

A few notes on Act One, if you don't mind.

Okay, I'll wait for you in my car.

And Carter, thank you for letting me sit in on rehearsal.

I don't like outsiders watching my rehearsals, especially people I didn't

invite.

I'm sorry, Carter. I guess I should have asked you first.

All right, come on over here. I want to give you a few notes.

Hi, Ben.

Um, I've got some wine chilling in the fridge.

Sounds great. I'll pick up some sandwiches, meet you later.

Gotta finish this first.

Okay.

All right, you're a high -class call girl, right?

So this is your turf. You're in command here. So when you look the place over,

you're not just peeking through somebody's parlor window. You act like

the place.

Got it?

I think so.

You better know so.

And your singing's improving.

Just don't let it go to your head.

Hello?

Ben? Is that you?

Carter?

Help me Sybil!

Please!

These gems alone must be worth a fortune.

This burglar had excellent taste. $200 ,000.

There's the preliminary report from the Sacramento police.

Jedediah, it looks like you and I may be taking a quick trip up to Sacramento

tomorrow.

Hi, can I help you?

Oh, for heaven's sake. Hello, darling.

What are you doing here? I'm searching. Sorry that I know I'm interrupting, but

if I could just see you for a minute. Of course, come on in.

At last, you fellas get a chance to meet the gal who almost made me the star of

the theater.

College, of course.

My first, last, and only drama coach, Laura Hardy. This is Barnaby and J .R.

Jones.

Very happy to meet you. We've heard a lot about you from Betty. Thank you.

Is it true about Betty being as good as she always tells us she is?

Oh, she was my star pupil.

Ah, the defense rests.

Well, you two must have a lot to say to each other, so if you'll forgive us,

we'll be on our way.

No, Mr. Jones, actually, it's you I came to see.

Why, Laura, are you in some kind of trouble?

Well, not personally, but it's just my theater.

Well, actually, it's an actress that's in the play that we're about to put on,

Sybil Crawford.

Well, she thinks that somebody's trying to harm her.

What way?

Well, a few days ago, apparently somebody broke into Sybil's house.

She'd just recently come in through a sizable inheritance, and the house was

part of it.

She actually, she told the police that she didn't see the intruder, but the

incident, I mean, it nearly scared her half to death.

In my experience, a burglar is usually charged to avoid contact with a victim.

Well, after what happened last night, Sybil doesn't think it was a burglar.

What happened?

After rehearsals, a piece of scenery suddenly falls down from the grid right

onto the stage. Just Mrs. Sybil.

but it almost killed the young man she was with.

And now you think that these two incidents are related?

Well, for all I know, Sybil may be blowing it all out of proportion.

The thing is that she's got a show to do, and if something else happens to

her, she may not be fit to go on, which would be a tragedy for her, but also for

the future of my little theater.

Yes, well, the thing is that neither Jed or I will be available to look into

this until we wrap up a burglary case we're working on. It'll be about a week

ten days.

Barnaby, what about me?

I mean, I could go over to Laura's theater and check things out, see if

really necessary to hire a private investigator.

That's fine with me. There won't be much for you to do around here anyway until

we get back from Sacramento.

Great. Come on, Laura, you can fill me in on the way to the theater. Oh, thank

you very much, Mr. Jones. J .R.? I

appreciate the visit, but aren't you supposed to be at rehearsal?

Malcolm. When you came back into the theater, are you sure you didn't hear

anything? Like a rumbling sound?

You're going to start that again.

And you're sure you didn't see a spotlight shining down from the booth?

Honey, they said the main electric fuse had blown out.

How could there have been a spotlight?

I don't know.

Sybil, look.

I'm counting on you making me a very rich agent after this town gets a load

you on Friday night so you keep your mind on the play.

Stop worrying about me.

I'll be out of here in a day or two.

I can't help it.

The rope holding that piece of scenery up didn't come loose by itself.

Well, it was dark. You were frightened.

So you bumped into the rope and you accidentally loosened it. That's all.

Now, you go.

Get back to that theater.

Malcolm, I'm sorry.

Will you get out of here?

Thank you, Miss Burkhart. You're obviously very talented, but I'm afraid

just a little too young for the role.

Thank you very much.

Laura, before you go introducing me to anyone, are you sure you want an

investigator nosing about upsetting your people when they have a show to put on?

Not to worry. I thought about that on the way over.

Ben!

Ben, have you found somebody for the replacement of Agnes yet?

Oh, some lemons and prunes, maybe one peach, but nobody quite fits the bill.

Oh, well, you must live right, Ben, because today is your lucky day. Because

have found somebody just right for the part of Agnes.

Betty Jones.

You sing and dance?

Well, that was a long time ago.

Laura, what are you doing?

Okay, just give your music to Duffy at the piano. Just one chorus and a time

step.

Laura, will you stop him? He thinks you're serious.

Well, of course I'm serious. Don't you see it's perfect?

I mean, you take a small part in the show, you get to ask all the questions

want to, and nobody's the wiser, get it?

Hurry it up, Miss Jones.

I'm holding up rehearsals. Come on, get up there.

Laura, you are out of your mind. I can't pull this off. I know you can do it.

I don't have music.

Duffy can play anything. Just give him a key.

Going into the casting business, Laura?

Well, we all have to pitch in and help, right?

Go on, go on. Do you know a girl from Ipanema? Terrific. Keevy.

Up!

Tall and tan and young and handsome, the boy from Ipanema goes walking

and when he passes, each girl he passes goes, aye, aye.

When he walks, he's like a samba. He swings so cool and sways so gentle that

when he passes, each girl he passes goes, whoo.

That's fine. I don't see how you did.

Where'd you find her?

Around.

Yeah.

Ready to start?

Okay, I'm coming.

Give me a minute, will you, sis?

Got a problem?

Ben, every time you call me sis, every time you put on that long face... I'll

tell you what. I'll settle for half of what I need.

$200?

What'd you lose it on this time? The ball game? The horses?

No lectures, all right?

Get the money back, that's a promise.

Yeah, just like you promised to straighten out after I got Carter to

this job.

Some job, I'm nothing more than a gopher.

But it could lead to other things, maybe even directing.

But you'd rather spend your life gambling, wouldn't you?

I'm not asking for anything I don't have coming. I'm always the heavy, aren't I,

Ben? Hey, you owe me, Sybil.

Hi, Sybil.

Hi, Laura. You're looking well. Are you feeling better?

Yes, yes. I'd like you to meet my friend, Betty Jones.

She might be playing the part of Agnes. Oh, I hope you get it. Good luck.

Thanks. From what Laura tells me, you've certainly had your share of it. I mean,

the starring part of Lydia.

I know. I keep pinching myself.

Miss Jones, I see Laura's given you a script.

All right, you can keep that. We pay equity minimum.

Welcome aboard.

Thank you, Mr. Stone. When Duffy's free, you get together with him and learn a

song, all right? All right. All right, everybody, let's get it on.

Come on, Betty, I can't wait to show you the wardrobe. You're going to love it.

Congratulations. Oh, thanks.

All right, let's do it.

Now, hold it.

Hold the curtain, Ben. Sybil.

Yes, Carter?

Sybil, that thing that's supposed to be around your neck, that boa, where is it?

I forgot.

You know, she's never going to make it to Friday night, Hart. You'll see, Sue's

going to flake out on us. Leave it alone, June.

She's had a rough night.

Oh, right.

The so -called accident. You were told to cool it, June, so cool it.

Ooh, Sir Galahad is heard from.

No, you never used to talk to me like that when I was your leading lady.

Love her.

What kind of sick, rotten joke is that?

Penny, this specimen of lipstick you brought me from Sybil's dressing room

mirror, it's nothing unusual.

It's the same type of base used in the manufacture of any number of lipsticks

this country.

If you track it down, it'll get us nowhere.

An eye for an eye, you murderer. And Sybil says she doesn't know what that

means? Well, I think she does, but she's holding back for some reason.

Well, she's recovered enough to continue with the rehearsals. Anyone staying

with her?

I believe she's having a romance with her leading man, David Douglas.

He took her home. You know, it's too bad we have to fly up to Sacramento

tomorrow. Sounds like things are getting a little hairy over at the theater.

I'll be all right.

Besides, you fellas are just going to be gone for the day.

Ted and I is right. There's something funny going on.

And if they find out that you're with an investigative agency... Well, hopefully

they won't. I've sort of taken care of my cover.

Oh? Don't laugh.

I got myself a part in the show.

You're kidding. What kind of a part?

Well, it's not a starring role.

But we people in the theater, well, we have to start somewhere.

Don't worry, fellas.

I'll see that you get healthy opening night.

Stop that, David!

I've got enough on my mind without worrying about you breaking your neck.

Come on, are you going to smile?

David, when you get back to the theater, maybe you better tell June she's got

what she wants.

Oh, come on.

I mean it. She can have my part.

Maybe it's better if I quit the show.

Stop that. I'm being serious.

If I go on, something terrible's going to happen.

I'm going to go in there and get dressed.

Then we're going to take us to rehearsal.

And if you give me any more lip...

I'm just going to have to keep on kissing it until you get it right.

I know I'm being silly.

Want to be really silly?

Depends.

If we leave early enough on Saturday, we could get married in Vegas and be back

before the 2 .30 matinee.

David,

do you know I'm not ready for anything like that?

You never get slapped unless you try.

Oh, it's Betty.

Betty Jones.

Oh.

Hi. Hi.

I was just passing by on my way to rehearsal, and I thought I'd see if you

needed a lift.

Oh, that's okay. David's taking me. Ah.

Would it be all right if I came in for a moment, Sybil?

Sure.

Thanks.

Actually, I wasn't just passing by. I, uh... Well, the fact of the matter is,

Laura Harding is rather worried about what's been going on, and she asked me

check up on you and see if everything was all right.

It's really sweet of her.

You know, between Laura and Carter, of course, I feel like I still have my

mother and father watching over me.

You know, you and I have hardly said more than just hello to each other, but

know you're a nice person.

I mean, it's difficult for me to imagine that someone would want to harm you.

Maybe so.

But innocent people die.

All the time.

Are you saying someone wants to see you dead?

An eye for an eye.

What else can that mean?

Well, that's just a metaphor.

Surely you haven't done something so terrible that someone would want to see

die for it. We gotta go, Sybil. We're gonna be late.

I'll get my bag.

If you're so interested in who hates Sybil enough to want to hurt her, you

to talk to Ben.

The stage manager?

He's her brother, isn't he? Ben Norton's her half -brother. But he's rotten

clear through.

had your chance.

So why are you waiting around?

You knew well in advance my dreams were on a different side of the town.

Maybe she's really more like your style.

Settle down and retire your heart right now because, baby,

I'm too much of a good thing. Damn it, Sybil.

You're sleepwalking again. Could you just try to convince me that you're a

being up there instead of some plastic doll moving here and there because I

you where to move?

But, Carter, you've never said anything about the way I was moving. Listen to

me, all of you.

The theater, this theater, however small it is, is important.

Now, some of you may think that it's a stepping stone to instant start.

That's okay. Everybody's got a right to dream. But that dream is garbage if you

can't back it up with the kind of experience you can only get in a place

that.

So when you're sloughing off here, you're sloughing off the only chance,

only real chance you're ever going to have to develop the pride that comes

mastering your craft.

All right, stick around, David. I want to try that before the run through

tonight.

I'd like you to meet a thief.

What's going on?

Got her going through my things.

Come on.

Granted, I haven't been in a show for a long time, but when I was, it was like

being in a big family.

If I wanted to borrow some eye shadow or something, I certainly wasn't called a

thief for doing so.

That's a lipstick you've taken, not an eye shadow.

Yes, it certainly is, isn't it?

And it struck me as being odd.

It's blended this way.

As if this could have been used to write on Sybil's mirror.

You're crazy. Let me see that.

It is the fence.

Hey, what's going on here? When we broke up, you said you'd leave him with me.

That was me. Why Sybil?

I didn't do it, I swear. Look, it's not even the same kind of lipstick I use.

Someone must have put it there.

I didn't do it. You've got to believe me.

I believe you, June.

It couldn't have been you.

Why? How can you be so sure?

It happened so long ago.

She couldn't have known about it.

Known about what?

All right, let's leave it at this.

Whoever wrote on that mirror had better not play any more pranks.

Let's get back to work. Betty, you hang around. After I work something out with

David, I want to rehearse your number.

I've got some errands to run. I'll see you at home.

Talk to Sybil for me?

Yes, I did.

I told her not to lend you any more money.

So that's the way it's going to be, huh, buddy boy?

That nice big house, all that loot she inherited.

You want it all for yourself.

You're sick.

You know that?

You keep giving Sybil that kind of advice, you're going to be a lot worse

sick.

Is David still there?

Oh, Sybil? Hi, this is Betty.

No, he left, oh, golly, 20 minutes after you did.

He did?

Where are you?

I'm at home.

Are you there alone?

Yes, but...

Thank you.

What happened?

He's drowning.

Can't you hear the wave?

He's drowning and I can't help him.

Who? Who can't you help?

Oh, there.

Sybil, what is it?

Oh, good Lord, it's David.

Harvey, is that you?

Angela Dyer.

How was Sacramento?

Well, actually, we were going to stay another day to check out a lead until we

heard what happened.

It was a nightmare.

Do you know that the police didn't leave Sybil's house until after midnight?

And she's still here?

Still asleep, I hope.

Betty, what do you think? Was it an accident the way the police figured it?

don't know, J .R.

Sybil said that David was rather reckless on the diving board.

I suppose he could have flipped and hit his head.

Yet there wasn't a trace of blood found on the board or around the pool.

Good morning.

How do you feel?

All right. Did you sleep well?

Not really.

Are they more police?

No, private investigators.

This is Barnaby Jones and J .R. Jones.

Sorry to hear about your friend.

Jones.

Are you related?

Yes, and we work together, too.

I don't understand. Are you an investigator, too?

Well, in this case, you might say so.

Laura came to us.

She was rather worried about the accidents.

Does she think somebody's causing them on purpose?

Isn't that what you told Laura, that you were afraid somebody was out to harm

you? Yes, but not David. Why would anybody murder him?

Well, for now, they're calling it another accident.

So many accidents.

Betty tells us that you seem to know what had happened to David even before

saw him in the pool.

I did? How could I know that?

Well, don't you remember?

You said he's drowning, and I can't help him.

Didn't the police ask me that?

Well, if you didn't mean David, then who was it you couldn't help?

I... I... I can't, um... I've got to go to the theater.

The theater, after what you've been through? Yes, we have a month for today.

can't be late.

I'd better go with her.

Betty, if we're really dealing with murder... I know. I'll be careful.

Besides, you and J .R. are as close as that phone.

So, under the circumstances, I think Carter's right.

Well, that's it, then.

We'll just have to close the show, then.

Come on.

Come on.

What are you doing here? You should be home resting.

I can't be home. We have a run -through.

I'm afraid not, Sybil. In fact, we're going to have to close the show down for

while. Look, we all know it's a terrible thing that's happened.

But we've all worked so hard. We can't close the show now.

Look, there's nothing we can do. There's no possible way we can replace David by

Friday night.

But there's got to be something we can do. There must be.

Wait a minute. Why didn't I think of this before?

Carter, who knows a part of Matt better than you?

You should play it.

Oh, that's out of the question.

It's a good idea.

Please, Carter, do it.

Sybil, are you sure you're feeling all right?

Please, everything's falling apart. We've got to hold on.

Listen, everybody, I'd love to help, but I gave up acting a long time ago.

Well, it's not that long ago.

I mean, you change a few lines here and there, and everything will be perfect.

Come on, Carter, how about it?

All right, I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll step in temporarily, but you have to promise, Laura, that you'll be on the

phone night and day to every agent in town getting a replacement.

Okay? Okay.

Okay. Get into your wardrobe.

You run in all directions till the day you're

finally caught.

And though it's seldom is perfection when he's there.

It never is perfection when he's not. I don't even

try to try to understand a man.

I just try to live by who I am.

All of those pretty promises that don't come true.

Who can afford to wait around until they do? Don't even try to understand his

reason.

Don't even try to try.

To understand.

Oh, Malcolm, how nice it is to feel you on your feet again. On one foot at any

rate.

You just don't know what to believe anymore.

If he'd only decide where his heart really was, you could lead

him around to that side of the door.

I expect to change him because I need his special touch.

About the stranger.

He'd become a stranger.

Don't, don't.

Honey, are you all right?

Oh, Malcolm, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Take a break, Ben.

Yeah, 15 minutes, everybody.

You'll be all right.

Look, don't. The last thing she needs at a time like this is a pep talk from her

agent. Take it easy.

All I keep thinking of is him in the water, and I can't help him. It'll be

right. You just rest for a while.

Betty, it's for you.

Thank you.

Hello?

Betty, Jedediah has pitched in on his own to try to get a line on what Sybil

meant about seeing someone drowning.

Did he?

Nobody came up with a very interesting piece of information.

Betty, listen, according to the will that Sybil's father left, the house and

nice chunk of cash all went to her.

It's set up in an unbreakable trust until she turns 35. Now, it's not a

but it's enough to give her a comfortable living off the interest.

Well, what happens to the trust if something happens to Sybil?

Well, if she dies or is declared mentally incompetent, it all goes to her

-brother, Ben.

And more interesting than that, it would go to her husband first if she were

married at the time.

Which could be one reason why David isn't around anymore.

Yeah.

Well, thanks a lot, fellas. Talk to you later. Bye.

I'm going, okay?

Get it on back.

Soon. Along with a mink and a few diamonds and rubies.

You promise?

I keep my promises.

Excuse me.

When the police questioned me about David's death, they said that you told

that you were still in the theater at the time.

That's right.

Well, I've been thinking about that.

I was the last to leave when Sybil's call came in.

I don't know for how long, but you were gone by then.

I wasn't exactly keeping a clock on myself.

What are you trying to imply?

That Ben's lying?

I'm just trying to think the way the police might.

I mean, if David's death does turn out not to be an accident, they might begin

to wonder who would benefit most by having Sybil's potential husband out of

way.

Well, everyone can stop wondering.

Ben was with me.

For how long?

All night.

We left the theater together.

We went back to my place.

And we didn't leave till this morning.

Satisfied.

Is that so?

There's nothing to worry about.

You know, if someone did kill David, I'll tell you who did it.

She did.

Cool it, June. No!

She's just crazy enough to have done it. And it wouldn't be the first time,

either. You killed someone before.

And the same way. Ben told me all about it. That boy who drowned at the beach.

Sybil!

Oh, Carter, take me home. I want to go home.

There you go, my man. I'll pay my debts.

If I also lose today's game, I'll cut my throat.

Oh, don't tell me you bet on ballgames, too.

From what I hear, I could never be in your league.

Well, sit down.

Want a drink?

Now tell me, what makes me so popular all of a sudden?

Well, I'd like to find out what June meant.

When she said that Sybil killed a boy on the beach.

Is it with you?

I would like to be able to help Sybil, but I can't unless I know something

her.

Well, it was a long time ago. Sybil was 15.

Her birthday.

She and his friend, Tommy, left a party and went for a swim.

They were alone on the beach.

Tommy drowned.

Why did you tell June that it was Sybil's fault?

June likes to embellish my stories. I never put it that way.

I don't even think Sybil knows herself exactly what happened.

At any rate, found her later wandering alone on the shore.

Whatever really happened, she blocked out.

Took three years and some very expensive shrinks to get her head back together

again.

Is that how she got started with the acting and singing?

Laura Harding said it was some sort of therapy for her.

Carter Stone's identity therapy class of acting.

Did a pretty good job on it, too.

Up to now.

I don't know why you put up with me. I really don't.

Simple.

Because I love you.

Don't get carried away.

I love all my students.

Especially when they're as charming and as pretty as you.

And now that we're charter members of our mutual admiration society, what do

want to do about the show?

You still want me to turn your part over to June?

It's the only thing I can do.

Now that Ben has told June about Tommy and June is telling everybody else,

you see I can't go up on stage and have everybody knowing?

Staring at the freak, the murderer.

Sybil, please, stop that.

But it's all right, isn't it?

For me to stay on with you at the school like we said? I need that.

Of course.

It's all right.

Somebody there?

It's me,

Carter. Betty.

Oh, Betty. Didn't they tell you I've pushed rehearsal back to 3 o 'clock

June is going to take over Sybil's part?

Oh, that's a shame. I'm sorry to hear that.

Something else. J .R. Jones asked you to call him back.

You can use the phone in my office.

Fine. Thank you.

Barnaby Jones Investigations.

Hi, J .R., um, did you get anything on Ben's alibi?

Well, Betty, apparently June was telling the truth.

After I dropped Barnaby off at the D .A.'s office, I went to see June's

landlady, and she says that Ben was with her at the time David was supposed to

have drowned.

You mean the landlady saw them together the whole time?

Well, I don't think she actually peeked through the keyhole, if that's what you

mean, but being a hawk -eyed old bitty, she did see Ben leave the next morning.

Well, then conceivably, he could have left at any time and then come back.

Yeah, I guess he might have, but what makes you think Ben might be behind all

this? Oh, I don't know. Something Sybil said.

Something about actually hearing the sound of crashing waves on the beach.

I don't know. When she called from the house, I thought I heard static on the

line, but I don't know. I'm beginning to think that maybe I heard the same thing

myself. What do you mean, the sound of waves?

Yeah.

Or maybe...

Someone creating the effect.

Listen,

J .R., I'm going to have to call you back, honey, okay?

Bye.

Is that what you heard?

Where did you get that?

Where in God's name did you get that?

Is that you?

Apple, what are you doing here?

Carter, I'm really embarrassed.

Would you hate me very much if I changed my mind?

That's a lady's privilege. About what?

About quitting the show. I really do want to play Lydia after all.

Oh?

Say it's all right. Please say you want me to do it.

Yes, of course I do.

Oh, Carter.

For a while there, I thought, oh, you don't know how happy you've made me.

You also have to consider your real happiness.

But working with you is my happiness. The play is my happiness. Shh, shh.

to me now. Listen to me.

You're not all that well yet. If you go on Friday night and break down on

stage... Then you...

You don't want me to do the show. No, no, no. I'm just thinking of you.

Which is more than that agent of yours. Now, Malcolm made a bad mistake inviting

all those important casting people for opening night. If you fall apart in

they'll never forget it. But that's the chance every performer takes.

No, but not yet, Sybil. You're not ready.

Why are you so anxious to leave me?

Is that what you're afraid of, that I'll leave you?

Sybil. You need more time to get your health back.

When you said you loved me, you really meant it, didn't you?

It wasn't just as a pupil.

I thought I hid it pretty well.

Why didn't you tell me?

Oh, Sybil.

What are you lurking around for?

Betty, I can't. I can't.

It's all right, Sybil.

What's going on here? What are you two up to?

Just trying to get at the truth, Carter.

Why anyone would go to such lengths to make Sybil quit the show.

Make her quit?

Nobody'd do that.

You did, didn't you?

Because you thought that she'd be discovered and then you'd lose her?

You tried to keep me by frightening me.

No.

What kind of lies have you been telling her?

The sounds of the waves.

Tommy's voice?

I found this in your desk.

Carter, you didn't have to do those terrible things.

Couldn't you see how I really felt about you?

Didn't you know that I loved you?

But David, you were going to marry him.

David was a friend. You didn't have to kill him.

No, don't cry. I'll make it up to you. I promise. It's too late!

Carter?

It'll go a lot easier on you, Carter, if you make the call to the police

yourself. No.

No, police.

No, no.

I'm taking Sybil away.

And you're not going to stop me.

It's no use.

I work for a private investigator and I've already called him.

If you love

Sybil, make the call.

You owe her that much.

All of those times he's changing his mind.

You just don't know what to believe anymore.

If he'd only decide where his heart really was, you could

lead him around to that side of the door.

I don't expect to change him cause I need his special touch.

Though he sometimes plays the stranger, I don't blame him very much. And though

it seldom is perfection when he's there, it never

is perfection when he's not. Boy, I'll tell you, that kid's a trooper.

Just a few days rest and look at her. Yeah, she's absolutely marvelous.

Terrific. What did they say?

They said she's marvelous. She's going to be a big star.

That cymbal's pretty good, too.

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