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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?

Well, then why are you leaving me--

just because our marriage isn't a honeymoon anymore?

If only it resembled that.

It is 10 years ago, James.

Something should have stayed with us.

It's so routine, predictable, dull.

Oh, 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 polite conversation.

What kind of a marriage 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.

I meant what I said, James.

I don't believe in divorce.

I'll never divorce you.

We'll see.

I'm going now.

Then I'll pack for you.

Hello.

Hello.

You're not English, are you?

My mother is.

Are you here with her?

No, my friend, ...

departed.

Dead?

No, only gone away, back to Verona.

Leaving you here?

He must be mad.

Oh, he is mad-- yes,

You are Not like him, I tell.

I know.

I like to be a little bit mad sometimes.

Yes?

Well, why not?

My name is Sandra.

Hello, Sandra--

James.

Sandra is an English name.

No, it's Italian.

You come for the sun?

Partly.

With your wife?

No, I'm, uh, divorced.

It's very easy, an English divorce, yes?

You marry again?

Once is quite enough.

For me too.

I never marry.

Your wife was not nice, no?

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, partner 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 out 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.

Fun.

I have to go.

I told my partners three week.

Telephone-- stay 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.

... to your wife, si.

No.

That's nothing to do with it.

It's very good for my English in England.

So you keep telling me.

You like me body.

Why not like me too?

I do.

I do.

This is it.

It faces west.

It gets the afternoon sun.

I thought you'd like it.

Some view, eh?

Yes, isn't it?

It's very good of you take this trouble.

What are friends for?

It's ideal as ...,, I thought-- only 10 minutes'

walk from the stock exchange.

Oh, it's not ...

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 turn 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 glasses.

Blast.

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

Let's talk over lunch.

Just leave it ...

Thank you.

She said it completely without emotion, without--

well, anything.

It's 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 delicto.

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 maybe, 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 clutching 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 furtive, 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 is adultery--

hers.

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. Howgill,

flat 351 is expecting me.

Now, I speak here, hmm?

Yes?

Mr. Howgill, sir?

My name is Bates.

Bates?

Oh, yes.

Come up.

Morning, sir.

Mr. Johnstone at Krips, Johnstone, 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-- it's a nice view.

I don't like the idea of my wife being

watched by private detectives.

Private investigator, sir-- a small team,

mostly ex-Navy, very efficient.

No one knows, no harm done.

It 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, uh,

address of her place of residence.

Seven York Place. York Place?

Oh, it's 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--

unless it really happens, almost never.

You say that she would never know?

Would she be expecting it, sir?

Absolutely not.

Well, then, my card--

terms on the back.

You pay Krips, Johnstone, and Hooker,

and my name doesn't even appear on your check.

And our surveillance is continuous, three watchers--

08:00 to 16:00, 16:00 to midnight,

and midnight to 08:00.

I'll probably take that one myself, sir.

We don't ring eight bells, of course.

You won't be needing the midnight to 8:00 period.

Caroline is always in bed by 11:00--

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

It's very interesting watch, sir, midnight to 08:00.

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, uh-- 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.

Oh, it's up to you, sir.

... off.

Don't worry.

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

Oh, she's attractive, dresses in in good taste.

Her hair, eyes, height, weight, sir.

Dark hair, green eyes, 5 foot 4'', slim.

And she is the sole occupant of the house

now you are 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,

made visual contact with subject at 14:15.

Why can't you say quarter past 2:00?

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 15:00 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?

Uh, 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

... address, Vicky.

At 18:20 on Wednesday the 13th, subject

answered resident's 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 enjoying each other's company.

Got into the escort's car and drove off to the Cascade Club,

arriving at 19:35.

Subject and male companion emerge from the club

at 23:30 hours, very merry, embracing, and kissing.

Escort hailed a 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.

Or 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 as South American

racing driver Juan Luis Romero.

Juan Luis Romero--

where would Caroline meet a man like that?

Romero arrived to subject's residence

at 23:00 hours, kissed as he entered.

15 minutes later, light appeared in first floor

room, subject and Romero seen at window before curtains drawn.

By end of surveillance, no one had

vacated subject's residence.

Yes?

Bates.

Speaking.

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

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

That's 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 at midnight

is like missing your rum ration, if I

may use a-- 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 is no, under no circumstance.

Well, if those are your instructions, sir.

They are.

So 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-- 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 that the marriage is irretrievably broken

down due to her behavior.

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 around the clock surveillance,

Bates believes he will have the evidence I need very soon.

It's a very interesting time, sir,

at midnight to 08:00 if there's any funny business--

any real funny business.

My name is Bates, sir--

B-A-T-E-S, 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.

And I'm sorry, sir.

I'm reporting this from my own and my colleague's note pads.

In view of what's happened, I suggested

we tell you immediately.

Subject and Romero, uh, finished dinner at 22:00 hours.

Romero handed subject a box, from which

he extracted a gold bracelet.

Uh, subject thanked him effusively.

She-- oh, that's right, sir.

Yeah, she-- um, she kissed him, et cetera.

Then they went through the lobby,

took a lift to Romero's suite, where

next morning they had breakfast in bed at 08:00 hours.

And that as they say is that, James.

Legally, it's all there.

You've got what you need.

Yes.

I've got it.

But 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 through telephone.

Yes.

By the way, James is back.

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

That'll teach him.

You found my thank you note?

Oh, I didn't leave a bracelet there, did I?

Well, 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?

He what?

Every time I left your house, one of them

was waiting.

Followed me everywhere.

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.