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Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

This is the latest in private yachts. I bought it at a war surplus store.

It has many advantages over the normal yacht.

I find that fewer of my friends preload.

And then, of course, the fact that my little craft came with torpedoes adds

to yacht racing.

I am not merely the first to cross the finish line.

I am frequently the only one.

Tonight's story is about the battle of the sexes.

Actually, in the case of this couple, open warfare would be a better phrase.

I believe I am directly on target.

Suppose you take a look.

I'm working on your zoning difficulty, Mr. Brisson. Just tell me, am I in the

clear? Oh, the council votes tomorrow afternoon.

Yes, I know.

Oh, I think so. It's just a formality. That means I'm paying.

You'll get your yes vote tomorrow.

Pick up your case and walk away. We've been followed.

I don't see anybody get lost.

Well, what about my money? Tomorrow, Baines.

No money, no vote.

We'll see about that.

Thank you.

I get paid, Mr. Burson. Which one of my competitors has got to know what I'm

doing?

You're a wife.

Thank you.

Would you pass the hors d 'oeuvre tray to Miss Lawrence, please?

Thank you.

Walter, just where is my husband?

Well, I...

I know, but he has a late business appointment.

Business appointment? It's after 8 o 'clock.

Joe sees people at all hours.

All on business.

Ask him yourself, Lisa.

Put this on my desk, will you?

What's that woman doing here? A little surprise party, darling.

I don't like surprise parties, big or little.

Well, how'd it go?

Oh, good.

I was followed.

Why do you take chances, Joe?

Just give me the word and I'll see that Baines or anybody else paid off.

Think about it.

Just give me the word, Joe.

Better catch up, darling.

You're only an hour late.

I can't stand Betty Lawrence.

Oh, now, Joe, she's our friend. Your friend.

Joe, don't be so hard on her, and please try to smile.

I don't smile without a reason. They're not going to see you for at least two

months. And don't you know they think it's awfully important to be in close

touch with Joe Prissy?

Whenever you leave for Europe or South America, Or wherever they're selling

cheap at Bon Voyage, Joe.

And when you come back home, it's welcome home.

You know perfectly well if I had told you that Walter was bringing her to

dinner, you probably wouldn't have even come home to change your clothes.

Am I right?

I had a business appointment this evening.

I've got another one.

Oh, yes.

I am sorry about Anna.

She's going to miss your way of saying goodbye.

Anna. Anna.

Would you like me to phone her and tell her that you're sorry you won't be able

to see her tonight?

Unfortunately, Joe must eat and run.

It seems that there are some other people that he must see tonight before

buzz off to London together.

Business appointments.

Walter never likes to discuss his business affairs with his clients

office. Well, you see, I'm a part of Joe's business 24 hours a day.

I'd say half, wouldn't you, Walt?

We don't have any business secrets, do we, darling?

Nothing but confidence in each other's abilities.

To you, my business partner, my business inspiration, dealer in private

detectives. To you, my wife.

You will excuse us.

Say about a private detective?

You hired one to follow me?

Get out of here.

Now!

I should think you'd like to lower your voice.

I'll talk as loud as I want in my own house.

Get my rap. We're getting out of here.

I agree with you, darling.

What about Anna?

I've broken one of our rules, haven't I? I said another woman's name straight to

your tired businessman.

Can you ever forgive me? Lisa, you're a woman, but you're sensible.

You're an understanding wife who's all wrapped up in my position in this

community. And believe me, Anna or no Anna, we're going to keep it that way.

Oh, no, we're not going to keep it that way.

Now, what will shut you up about Anna?

A divorce.

I didn't hear you.

A divorce?

Because of Anna.

Is there another woman?

What about London?

I'm not going to London.

You got one.

I want a settlement.

Get in there.

That's right, darling. Why don't you just hit me in public and then I'll get

every single thing you've got. I said get in there.

They probably think we're going to kiss and make up or something unusual like

that. What kind of settlement?

A big fat settlement.

Sure, like most of your rich girlfriends.

Three quarters.

Three quarters of what?

Of the Brisson Land Development Company. Oh, no, that's mine.

Our Brisson Land Development Company? Never. My Brisson Land Development

Company. I help you build it all.

If it hadn't been for me, you'd have nothing but an empty lot that you

blackmailed from the owner.

Oh, darling.

It really mustn't look like that.

I mean, you're not a goon anymore, remember?

That was 20 years ago. Now you're a civilized pillar of society.

You really need a face to mask.

Can't you shut up?

I'm awfully sorry that I'm not able to go to London with you.

I know how much you rely on my social touch for all that drawing room

I can hire a hostess.

Exactly.

And that's why I want out.

But I don't just want out, Joe. I want to take it with me.

Or you'll be able to make it again.

Even if I leave you with nothing but an empty lot for a stay.

You have what it takes, Joe.

For making money, that is. You can take the empty lot and the divorce.

Just give me three quarters of the Grissom Land Development Company without

trouble, won't you? I'll give you nothing but trouble.

Fifty percent is all any lawyer would get for you.

You forget my lawyer has hired that marvelous private detective that's been

focused on you, Joe, for six weeks.

Maybe he'll forget.

Oh, no.

But he is so sick of your face and your voice and your movement that his fear is

extraordinarily high.

But then I wanted extraordinary evidence.

I said I'd give you a divorce and a fair settlement.

The detective has given us your letters to Anna.

Poor Joe.

Did I really inhibit you, sir?

I'm glad you understand me better at last.

If only at a distance.

But the world needs to know you better, Joe. I have the makings of a best

-selling novel.

I want to write the story of Joe Brisson, real estate operator.

It'll be a serial that'll tantalize the public first in court when they read

your letters to Anna.

Then... You want a divorce to marry Bobby Davenport.

Control his land, use his big name.

You want to be a Davenport, don't you?

I don't know what I want to do with all your money and my freedom.

No doubt many impoverished names will fall.

The Davenports, the Spragues, the Whitridges.

I'm still somewhat of a dish, you know.

Fifty percent of no publicity.

No deal.

Oh, now, Joe, the background is showing.

Joe, you're going to throw it all away.

Everything we've built up together, your precious image.

Should I come back in a now?

Certainly not. Come on in, will you?

You sure?

I'm alone. You can see for yourself.

I'm not checking up on you, Bob.

Be glad I'm here.

Mrs. Brisson.

Did you tell him anything?

I told him everything.

What?

Enough to kill him.

I need a drink.

Do you need a drink, Lisa?

Bobby, you're all tense. I think you better sit down.

I need a drink first.

Bobby, sit down.

I'll rub your neck.

That'll be better for you.

I know you're practically Joe's business partner, but I thought

you were on my side.

Now, look, Bobby, let's get this straight. I do not want your land.

That land's been in my family for years, Lisa.

The Davenport family.

Now, your company can't call in the loan and use the property for a housing

development.

And the loan you asked Joe to give me, it wasn't a third of the land value.

You said you were sure to pay back the money from your winnings. I said it.

Nothing is completely foolproof.

Can't you tell me what Joe's going to do?

Is he giving me more time to pay?

I don't know.

Are you lying to me?

Yes, I am.

Why? I want you to win, Bobby, and beat out Joe.

I want you to get your hands on that money, keep the land, and make Joe the

loser. But not to win and then turn against me because I helped you.

Then I'd be the next loser on your list.

Do you love me?

Why else in this world would I be here now?

Forget about those letters. They got her everything she needs.

I know they're here.

I hid them so well.

Haven't you got any letters of hers?

No. To anyone?

No, no letters, no nothing.

I'm so sorry for your trouble.

What can I do to help you, Joe?

Joe, look at your Anna.

Why did you keep those letters?

I couldn't throw them away.

You don't keep letters like that.

I only keep them because I have just a small part of you for myself.

And your letters are very precious to me.

Don't you want your letters to be precious to me?

My business is what's precious to me. My reputation.

What can I do?

Are they paying you?

For what?

You've given me everything, Joe.

They'll pay you to testify against me in court.

I'll never say anything to hurt you, Joe. Of course you won't.

Brisson. Brisson. Who and what is a Brisson in this part of the country, in

part of the country?

You and you people think you can buy up anything, put up anything.

condemn houses, run people off, build ballparks.

Since when do you care about people, Bobby?

I thought it was horses with you.

You're both out to wreck me, and I know it.

Me, Bobby?

You know, you better listen to what you're saying, because I'm listening to

The Brisson Land Development Company is half your business, isn't it?

75%, actually.

You're asking Joe for 75 %? Not asking.

Demanding.

He'll never give it up. He'd be crazy to do that. He'll give it all up before

I'm through with him.

I'm with you.

We'll work it out together.

Right, Lisa.

Bobby.

Let's not drink like that, dear.

Never see me again.

If we pass in the street, look straight ahead.

If we're introduced in public, not likely. But say hello, Mr. Brisson,

running your hand up and down my shirt front.

Yes, Joe.

Mr. Brisson to you.

Yes, Mr.

Brisson.

Deny everything anybody ever asks you about me. Admit nothing. You never knew

me, understand?

I never knew you, Joe.

Mr. Brisson.

Yes, sir. Yes, sir, what?

Most peculiar.

I see nothing but mud.

Perhaps that's because we're approaching a station break.

Following this stop, we shall proceed with the second half of... Hi, I'm Steve

Smith.

So quiet, Joe.

No questions?

Well, where were you?

I don't ask you, and you don't ask me.

Remember the rules.

Remember, you said so yourself.

All right, Nikita.

Everybody for themselves, winner take all.

I can't just sit down.

I can do anything I want.

When I'm ready.

I, uh... I'll give you the settlement you asked for, Lisa.

Of course you will.

Right. I can make more money for myself.

Can't lose in the land out here.

A reasonable use of the gun.

All in one evening, it's become so real.

Did Anna... Shut up about Anna.

There's no reason to go to court, rough each other up.

And the business. And the business, of course not.

Just as long as you sign all the papers my lawyers give you to sign, then.

I'm off to Nevada for a very quiet divorce.

Oh, I'll sign the papers.

If Walter says they're reasonable.

And while our lawyers fight, we can be friends.

Is that the way you want it, Joe?

I don't mind being friends.

The way we started out.

Did we?

Can't you agree to anything?

Don't I look agreeable to you, Joe?

Yes, Lisa.

You're attractive and you know it.

Just as long as you know it, Joe.

I've always known it.

So I've noticed.

Anna meant nothing to me.

Just a little pick -up, is that it, Joe?

Yes. All right. Say it, Joe.

Tell me what Anna is.

I'm not going to see her again, if that means anything to you.

Dear,

dear Joe.

You know, if I had known that a divorce would make such a nice person out of

you, such a sugar person, I would have suggested divorce years ago.

I'm tired, Joe.

You don't look tired.

You must be done.

You look tired, Owen, when I think of that long trip you have starting for you

tomorrow night.

All the way to London and all alone.

Who in the world's going to look after you, Joe?

You can still come with me.

We're partners.

It's a divorce a month or so from now.

Is that a business, Owen?

Yes, business.

Between business partners.

Equal partners, Joe?

Collie. It'll be more your business than mine.

I want the Bobby Davenport promissory note and the deed he put up for Calero.

And I want $300 ,000 for him.

I'll give 5 % of the business back to you.

10%. Leaving me with only 65 %... And the Davenport note, which he can't pay.

Have you any idea what that land's going to be worth?

All right.

Agreed.

65 % and Bobby's note and deed.

How are you going to use them, Lisa?

Use them?

I just want them.

Maybe I'll give them back to him.

You won't.

Joe, you're so persuasive. So all businessman when you need to be.

All right, you don't come.

Is your divorce starting tomorrow?

Bobby Davenport's in town, you know.

No, I didn't know.

He wants to have lunch with you tomorrow.

You saw him tonight?

I see my friends at night, yes.

Not business acquaintances.

I thought you weren't interested in Bobby Davenport. I wasn't. I am now.

You're still my wife, Lisa.

Oh, yes?

Yes, legally.

Definitely.

I wouldn't have it any other way for the moment.

You've lost me, Joe.

Well, not yet. Forever and forever and forever.

Because you never found me in the first place.

You married me.

For money.

No, that's not true.

Well, that's right.

I thank you for that, Joe.

I salute you.

I could even kiss you.

haven't done too badly.

For a woman, that is.

You're getting everything you want.

And you're not, are you, Joe? And you know why?

Come here.

Why, Joe, I didn't know you were a European husband.

I'm a husband, all right.

Why, Joe, darling, I never knew you.

I thought you were somebody else.

Stand still. And be crushed? Oh, no, Joe.

I want to live.

And you don't want me to live.

I can see that, Joe.

I can see it in your eyes.

Your eyes hate me.

I don't hate you, Lisa. Your eyes tell me everything.

Bobby, eat.

Oh, thank you very much. I've had enough.

Food's good here, huh?

It's a good club.

I don't pay much attention to food.

Hung up on horses, right?

Right. Yeah.

Well, Lisa thinks horses are first class.

Dreams about them.

You tell me why.

I mean, I really don't know, Bobby.

But you know about horses, women, promissory notes, upper class stuff.

Let's not discuss that, Joe.

Why, because I don't have any?

You mean I'm not the equal of you natural landowners?

Oh, that's crude, Bobby, like me, not high class like you.

Now, Joe Brisson is, if anything, middle class, having climbed a long way.

But he still, you say, isn't the equal of Bobby Davenport?

Yes. No.

Are you calling in alone?

Eat your lunch.

I want an extension.

Ah, extension's a bad business, Bobby.

Is that final?

Nothing's final till I make up my mind. Yes, no, bang, bang.

Then you'll know whether being a Davenport means anything in North Bay

When will that be?

Couple days, couple of weeks, maybe months when I get back.

Are you sure you'll make the decision?

I'm president of the company, right?

What is Lisa?

I wouldn't mention her to me while you're eating my lunch.

She talks about you incessantly.

Talk about her incessantly.

What does she say?

Well, for starters, she's very excited about gaining control of the Britain

Development Company.

Have you actually agreed to that?

You must want a divorce like nothing else, Joe.

No other way?

Well, Lisa's earned her share of the company.

She has some good ideas.

In fact, when it comes to taking over defunct companies, Lisa's my expert on

juggler range.

I'll miss her.

Perhaps I'd prefer to be taken over by Lisa.

You know, Bobby, if you weren't a Davenport, you'd be a nothing.

A nothing is a Davenport without his land.

Lisa will take good care of the Davenports.

She knows how to do business.

When did you talk to her last?

I was with her earlier this morning.

Let me tell you something, Bobby.

Lisa isn't going to marry you, or keep you in gambling money, or save your

precious estate, or anything else.

Who knows my wife better than me?

What kind of cheese, Bobby?

Lisa, I asked you to marry me.

I did hear you the first time.

Then answer me. You're shouting at the wrong person, Bobby.

Lisa, I'm sorry.

It's just that I... Do you really want me, Bobby?

Yes.

Do you really need me?

I do.

How?

I... I love you, Lisa.

All right.

You don't believe me.

I don't know whether I believe you or not, Bobby.

Let me see. How long has it been?

Been?

Yes, we... We met in Miami about three years ago, didn't we?

Now all of a sudden you want to marry me.

Why?

Did Joe say something about the promissory note that helped make up your

said, I love you, I want to marry you. I wasn't talking about notes. You aren't?

Well, I am.

I might.

You see, I've got to start thinking more like a businesswoman, Bobby. I mean,

you can understand me.

Lisa.

I... I thought you wanted to marry me, if I asked you.

You see, Bobby, I've had to do some very serious thinking now that I'm going to

be in control of the company.

I'm not going to be able to make any personal decisions.

Every decision I make must be for the good of the company, the stockholders,

employees.

That's my responsibility.

Your note is past due, and your land is quite marketable.

Well, you can have the land.

If we're married, it won't make any difference.

We'll call it a wedding present.

My family won't mind if I'm married.

I've also had to do some serious thinking about you, Bobby.

Your whole character.

You are a gambler.

And worse yet, a bad gambler.

Unlike Joe, you usually lose.

I've won.

Not since I've known you.

I thought you cared for me, that we could have a life together.

Darling, we've had some very interesting times together.

I'll give up gambling.

You have my word. Look what you did with that land you held in trust.

You signed it over for a quarter of its value.

I'll sign any papers you want. No claims, no controls. It just won't work

Bobby. Business -wise.

What do you mean?

We can try.

I mean I don't want to get married.

I'm not even divorced yet. Why in the world should I even be talking about

getting married to anybody?

All right, Lisa.

I did think we might be able to work out something together.

What changed your mind?

The way you are.

Oh, I mean, you're terribly charming and I adore you.

But I know you better now.

You are in a trap, Bobby.

What trap?

I know for a fact Joe is calling in your note meeting.

Did he tell you?

Oh, no, no, not directly.

I just know my husband rather well.

Well, I just had lunch with him. He said it might be months before he'd decide.

Hours.

Joe is a great cat and rat man.

And you are his private little rat puppy.

He'll never forgive you for seeing me.

If I were you, I'd phone my Lord.

I'm afraid the land is as good as Joe's now.

Brissonville Estates.

Don't you change that when it's your company?

I'm afraid it'll be too late by then, Bobby.

Will you give me the money I need?

Oh, of course I will, as soon as I can get my hands on it.

Just because we're not getting married, that doesn't mean I don't care for you.

It's just that everything's going to be frozen for the next six weeks with the

divorce settlement and everything, and by the time Joe and I get everything

settled, I'm afraid you're just going to be wiped out.

Don't you want to help me at all?

Darling, of course I do.

If you're not wiped out, come and see me in six weeks.

In the meantime, I'm afraid only Joe can help you.

And he wants to get you.

And he will get you, Bobby.

He'll get you good.

Unless, of course, you can persuade him to change his mind.

You can be pretty good at persuading, Bobby.

Will you shut up?

Do you have an appointment, Mr... Davenport, no.

Mr. Brisson's awfully busy.

He's leaving for London soon.

But I'll check.

Thanks.

I said no calls till I asked for them.

I'm very sorry, sir.

You can't go in there!

What's the big idea?

Get out of here.

I couldn't stop him, Mr. Brisson.

What do you mean you couldn't stop him?

All right, all right, that's all.

Yes, sir.

Come to pay your debt, no doubt. I have no money, you know that.

Good, then I'm glad you're here.

You should hear this from me rather than my lawyer.

Yes, I've just reached an unpleasant decision, you should hear.

Go ahead.

That's nothing personal, if that's what you're thinking. Lisa's no part of this.

Just business between us. Good business.

I can't give you an extension, so I'll be claiming your land.

I know. Lisa told me.

What does she know?

She said you were out to get me.

I never thought of it until I saw you come through that door.

Lisa was right.

Put it away.

I know how it feels to grab the short end of the stick.

I want my deed and my note.

I'll pay you the money when I can.

But you can't take the land. I'll take the land.

Stand up.

Listen, you made a bad deal. That's too bad.

But you wanted money and you got money from me.

I said stand up.

No.

And I won't put up my hands either.

Better be accurate or you'll never reach the street. You get one shot, that's

all. Keep talking.

If it makes you feel better.

Look, I admit I was sore about you and Lisa.

My husband wouldn't be. On your feet. Let's go. Where?

Out. For a ride.

You'll have to carry me out.

If you walk out with me quietly, you'll have maybe 20 minutes longer to live.

And in those 20 minutes, you might think of something like giving me my land

back. Or maybe I'll make a mistake.

I doubt it.

But if you don't walk out with me, you'll never know what might have

keep you living a little longer.

I'll get you, you know that. I don't care about that.

And you won't know about it. I'll chance it right here if I have to.

Now or later, Joe.

Why me?

Speak longer sentences, Joe. I want to catch you right in the middle of one.

Bobby. Start a paragraph.

What did Lisa promise you?

I don't need promises from her.

Is she going to marry you?

Did she change her mind about you?

She did, didn't she?

Lisa and I are still friends.

She changed her mind about you because she thought I was going to call in your

note and wipe you out, right?

You think she'll marry you if you get your note back?

If you kill me?

She might.

I'm going to find out.

Let me tell you about Lisa. You don't know her.

I know how she feels about you from the beginning.

Will you read her letters to me about you?

I was going to use them in court. They're right here.

Where? The desk. Top drawer. Stay away from the desk.

Sure.

Just keep reading carefully.

Do you think she cared about you?

Do you think she cared... Where are they?

Keep looking.

There.

The first letter.

It's from Lisa from Miami.

When you two met at the racetrack, remember?

At first, you were just for laughs.

You thought you got lucky with Lisa, didn't you?

But when the horses took all your money... Lisa gave you pocket money,

loans you never paid back, it's all there.

Something about we'll have this Davenport singing for his freeloading

And about you controlling a large land tract out here in California and how I

should loan you lots of money so you'd have a big stake and lose that too.

And we'd get the land, us, Lisa and me, which is the Brisson Land Development

Company.

I asked her to marry me today.

You're lucky she isn't going to.

Because she's even harder on husbands than she is on suckers.

And believe me, you were her private sucker from the moment she saw you.

I'll get you out of this, Bobby.

Don't you hear me? I'll get you out of this.

Lisa can't do a thing for you, but I can, while I'm still in business here.

What can you do?

The note and the deed to the land.

I'll give them back to you.

Be able to start out fresh.

Find yourself a rich widow who wants to marry you.

She'll keep you in the chips.

That's worth working for, isn't it?

What do you say?

What do you want?

I need a little job done, Bobby, while I'm away.

A little troubleshooting.

You mean what I think you mean?

Yes.

You want me to kill her?

Yes, I do. Why should I?

This says that on a certain date after

you've fulfilled certain obligations, I'll return to you the note and the deed

to the land.

There's nothing incriminating here, so don't think you can double -cross me.

You'll get the rest as soon as you fulfill those certain obligations.

What do you want me to do?

On Thursday, I'll be one day out of New York.

on board the Princess Alana.

I'll place a phone call to my home here.

Joseph Brisson in 1204.

I placed a call to my home in California.

Yes, sir. We have your booking.

Will it be put through?

Yes, sir. Conditions are quite good. It should be coming along right on time.

Hello, what is it?

Has something happened?

Hello, Lisa.

Joe.

Is that you?

Yes, Lisa.

Something happened?

What?

Oh,

yes, yes.

I'm just surprised to hear from you before London.

Oh, no.

No, operator. We were finished.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Boyle.

Mr. Brisson.

Listen, Boyle, we can do business.

I'll pay you.

Mrs. Brisson has already made a better offer.

I'll pay more.

Well, I never change one client for another unless I've satisfactorily

my assignment, Mr. Person.

No.

No, I... Your wife sends her regrets.

sea of matrimony is not without its storms.

Of course, the hired killers receive their just desserts, just as their

had.

I realize that opening an umbrella indoors is considered bad luck, but I

this will be just the opposite.

Some leaks have appeared.

However, the umbrella should put a halt to that.

Next week we shall return with another story.

A few of the scenes have arrived a week ahead of time, so we might as well show

them to you after this next commercial.