All language subtitles for 1946 A stolen life

Excuse me.

Would you mind telling me

when the next boat
goes to the island?

7:00.

Tonight?

Nope, morning.

Oh. Could I hire a boat?

Don't know of one.

Well, surely there
must be someone

who's going over to
the island tonight.

I'd ask that boy
in that launch down there.

Oh...

Thank you.

I beg your pardon.

Are you going to
the island tonight?

I beg your pardon.

Are you going over
to the island tonight?

I missed the steamer.

That'll teach you
not to be late.

Could you tell me whether or not

you're going anywhere near it?

I'm going to the island,

but I don't take any passengers.

It's against the rules.

Oh, I'd be very indebted to you.

My cousin's expecting me
on the steamer.

Please, I promise
I won't be any trouble.

Can't you see I'm full up?

Let go of those lines, Tom.

I'm not very large.

Well...ok, hop in.

Oh, thank you!

Did you say somebody
was supposed to meet you

at the steamer?

You'd better telephone ahead,

let them know
you're on your way.

Hey, George!

Will you phone
the island for me?

Fred Lindley! He's renting
the craven cottage!

You got that?
The craven cottage.

Tell them I'm bringing the girl.

She missed the steamer.

Okay, bill!

I've never been
to the island before.

You'll like it.

How long a trip is it?

Oh, about two hours.

Could I use a piece
of this paper?

Sure. Help yourself.

Thank you.

You like the sea, don't you?

Mm-hmm. I guess
I come by it naturally.

All my ancestors were
whalers from Portland.

Maine or Oregon?

To a Yankee,

there's only one
Portland--Maine.

Welcome to new England, Yankee.

How about letting me see
what you did there?

Well, I'm not
the world's greatest.

Hey, that's good.

You may have it, if you like.

Well, thanks.

Thank you very much.

You can see the island now.

Eben Folger, she's pulling in!

Well, here you are.

Hiya, bill!

Hi.

Hey, the Portuguese are really

whooping it up tonight, huh?

Tony Pierre is going to
get married tomorrow.

Yeah. Heh heh!

Oh, thank you.

Here you are.

It was very nice
of you to bring me over.

Oh. You know,

you made the trip
much more pleasant.

Thank you.

Here, take it, bill.
Who are you?

I'm Kate Bosworth.

Well, he ain't supposed
to carry passengers.

You ain't running
no ferry, bill.

Aw, take it easy, Eben.

Oh, don't blame him.

I made a nuisance of myself.

I was very glad
to do it for you.

You ain't got no right
to be glad about nothing.

Thank you very much.

Alright.
so long.

Bye!

Don't you let Eben Folger
bother you none, miss.

He ain't as cussed as he sounds.

Who's Eben Folger?

He's a lighthouse keeper
on dragonhead.

Dragonhead?

Been there 21 years.

Does the boy that brought
me out on the boat

live there, too?

Bill?
right now he does.

Kate!

Kate!

Freddie.

Hello, Freddie.

Am I glad to see you!

Well, what happened to you?

You gave me an awful scare.

The steamer came in and no sign.

I'm sorry, Freddie.

I missed the steamer
by one minute.

Oh, have I had a time of it!

I'll carry those bags.
Thank you.

Thank you very much.

We had someone telephone you.

Didn't you get the message?

Well, of course
I got the message eventually,

after I'd paced back and forth

on this cursed dock for hours.

Is pat here?

Yes, she's here.

You'll be happy to know, Kate,

that I've been scouting around

for likely subjects
for you to paint.

Oh, that's very sweet of you.

Freddie, where's dragonhead?

Dragonhead? Well, that's
a mile and a half offshore.

Why do you ask that?

Oh, the dragonhead
launch brought me over.

Do you know the keeper?

Well, I've seen him,
but I've never met him.

Now, you must tell me

what you're going to
do tomorrow, Kate.

Does he come ashore every day?

He who?

The lighthouse keeper.

Well, of cour--maybe--
I don't...

Kate, you do have
a stubborn streak.

Come on, come on.
Hurry up, mind you.

Alright.

Morning, Martha.

Morning, Eben.

I'm aiming to take
a look at this here ship model.

Yeah?

I was sort of took aback
when I heard it was for sale.

That's right.
For sale, Eben.

Now, Martha, you know
Druscilla always said

I was to have it.

I don't know any such a thing.

Yes, you do, Martha,

if you set your mind to it.

Now, go on, set your mind.

Druscilla's sister writ me

right after the funeral

that I was to sell everything,

lock, stock and barrel,

the best prices I could get.

And that's what I aim to do.

Tarnation, woman,
you're holding me up.

How much you asking for it?

150.

150?

I'll give you $50 cash.

You're only wasting your time.

The price is 150.

75, then.
It's highway robbery, but--

150.

Alright, Martha,
if that's the way you want it,

you just keep that model.

But you let me
tell you something.

If'n you ever sell that
to anyone else afore I die,

I'll haunt you into your grave!

Mr. Folger!

Please, could I ask you
something?

I ain't talking to no one.

Would you sit for me?

Sit for you?

What are you talking about?

I mean, could I
paint your portrait?

I ain't settin' for no one!

I'll pay you
any amount you want.

If you was to pay me $50,000,
I wouldn't be found dead

a-settin' for no
tomfool portrait!

No visitors!

No visitors allowed!

This is government property!

No visitors!

No visitors!

I said no visitors.

I know you did.

You're the one who wanted
to paint me, ain't you?

That's right.

Well, I told you then I didn't

hanker after it,
and I don't now.

Oh, but you see,

I came for a different reason.

Well, talk.

I understand you're an expert
with ship models--

in fact, the only one who knows

whether they're genuine or not.

Don't make sense.

I know it's a great
imposition, Mr. Folger,

but, you see, I don't know
a great deal about antiques,

and I don't like the idea
that I may have been rooked.

Well, I don't rightly
know as I'm a judge.

Oh, won't you look at it,
Mr. Folger?

I understand it's part of a set.

Maybe.

Eben...

Well, hello.

Why, hello.

Oh, you be the one

he brung from the mainland.

Yes.

You see, Mr. Folger,
I want to start a collection.

I got the rest of the set, so...

Now, you're pretty
smart for a woman.

Now, just a minute!

Just what are you
aiming for out here?

Look out, Eben.

She's a Yankee.

Ha ha! I want to strike
a bargain with you.

What kind?

I'll give this to you
if you'll do something for me.

What?

I want you to pose
for an hour every day

for two weeks.

No.

You can set the time.

He who hesitates is lost, Eben.

You're getting too big
for your britches, son.

Alright.

You be here each day at 4:00.

But not Sundays.

Sundays, too.

Sundays, then, doggone it!

Tomorrow at 4:00 sharp,
but spang on 5:00 we quit!

He's a tough customer.

You're pretty slippery yourself.

Ha ha! I know.

Well, now that
I've lured him into posing,

I guess I'd better go.

You're busy.

Yes. I've got

a couple of hours' work left.

I'm sure you have.

Well, see you tomorrow.

Sure thing.

So long.

So long.

Bye!

Mr. Folger, couldn't you
stop fidgeting?

I never did take to whittling.

Don't see why you
have me doing it.

Because it's good color.

Been on this a week now.

Anybody'd think

I had nothing else
to do but sit here.

Please don't talk.
I'm working on your mustache.

Fog's coming in fast.

Have to be going inside.

You always have some excuse.

Well, I can't control
the acts of god.

Hiya!

Hi!

I'll pick you up later!

Right.

It looks like
you're almost finished.

Uh-huh.

Hey, that's alright.

Thanks.

What were you doing all day?

Oh, I've been in
getting a few supplies.

Oh. Say, that fog

is coming in pretty fast.

You're not going to

try to get back in it, are you?

I wonder.

I think you'd better
stay here for a while.

I'd like that.

But Mr. Folger's

never been very hospitable.

Aw, it's nonsense.

He's got a heart
as big as a house.

Come on. I'll take
your things in, eh?

You're sure
I won't be in the way?

Well, you'll have to
entertain yourself.

I've got a few
hours' work to do.

Oh, don't worry about me.

May I come in?

Well, what you want?

Mr. Folger, how long do
these fogs usually last?

Can't tell.
An hour, two hours,

maybe two days.

Two days?

Oh.

What does Mr. Emerson
do out here?

Checks all the equipment.

Sorry you got stuck out here.

Oh, that's quite alright.

Would it disturb you

if I looked around a little?

I don't know what
would interest you, but--

if you want to, why, go ahead.

Thank you.

Finding something
to keep you occupied?

Oh, I've been exploring.

Make yourself at home.

I'm glad I didn't
try to go back in this.

Does the fog frighten you?

A little.

There's something

so terribly lonely about it.

I don't mind being alone,

but I don't like to feel lonely.

There's a difference,
isn't there?

You know...

I don't mind
being alone, either.

In fact, I deliberately
took this job here

to get away from
too many people.

I can understand that.

You wouldn't be afraid
of that fog

if you went right out into it.

Come on, I'll show you.

It's like the end of the world.

It could end like this.

I don't think I'd be frightened

even if it were.

Or lonely, either?

I knew you'd get
over it out here.

I wonder what people would do

if the world
should end like this.

Then they'd have time
to say all the things

they'd always wanted to say.

Then they'd have
the courage to say them.

For instance?

Honest things.

Such as?

Such as telling you

I didn't particularly
want to paint Eben.

Then why did you go
to all that trouble?

Because I wanted
to see you again.

Lonely people want friends,

but they have to search
very hard for them.

It's difficult
for them to--to find...

Other lonely people.

The fog's lifting.

It wasn't the end
of the world after all.

Goodnight, bill.

Thanks for bringing me over.

Oh, I'll walk you home.

Oh, no, I wouldn't think of it.

What's the matter?
Are you ashamed of me?

Oh, no, it isn't that.
It's just that I--

well, I have a lot of things
to do on the way home.

Thanks just the same.

You wouldn't be holding
out on me, would you?

What do you mean?

You haven't got a husband

or anything like that, eh?

Oh, of course not.

What an idea.

Well, I'll see you tomorrow.

I'll bring the boat
back in the morning.

Thanks.
goodnight.

Goodnight.

What a perfect night.

So beautiful.

I wish I'd come here years ago.

You were made for
all this, bill.

I--I went to a class reunion

at Boston tech last year.

Most of the fellas
I graduated with,

they--they have
wonderful jobs now,

making money hand over fist.

Some of them were ribbing me

about being stuck
way off down here.

One of them even
offered me a job

at 3 times the dough
I'm making now.

I guess he felt
kind of sorry for me.

Well, if he only knew
how I felt for him.

You've found your right
place in the world.

I envy you.

You know,
you are the first person

that's understood that.

Don't ever give it up.

I don't ever want to.

Come on.
I haven't shown you

the best spot of all yet.

Come on.

Alright.

You're the first person
I ever brought here.

There's something
magical about it.

The one time that
I wish I could paint

is when I'm here.

Katie...

Do you suppose that

you could catch all this?

Oh...oh, no.

No, I'm not nearly good enough.

Why don't you try
while I'm away, hmm?

Away?

Yes. I'm going on to
a new job next week.

Oh.

Well, it's been lots of fun
these past few days.

I know I've had
a wonderful time.

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you, too, Katie.

You know that.

Oh, so this is where
you live, eh?

Yes.

Hmm. Well, at least
I got as far as the gate.

Goodnight, bill.

How about lunch tomorrow?

If you want.

Alright.

I'll pick you up
at the main wharf at 12:00.

I'll be there.

Katie...

I won't be away for long.

Goodnight, bill.

Goodnight, Katie.

Night.

Hello, sis.

Pat, what are you doing here?

Couldn't sleep.

Thought I'd chew
the fat for a while.

We haven't for a long time.

I've been busy.

You got a match, Katie?

Why don't you tell me
the truth, Katie?

That lighthouse keeper
isn't old.

Yes, he is. He has a beard
down to his ankles.

Having fun these days?

Bored stiff, frankly.

Why don't you go to hyannis?

The gang's all there.

Not trying to get
rid of me, are you?

Don't be silly.

You know, darling,

you're not a very good liar.

Who is he?

Who's what?

Pat, you have a one-track mind.

Alright.

Don't tell me if
you don't want to.

What did you do tonight, pat?

I know something
has happened to you.

You were singing like mad
in the shower this morning.

And for an elderly
lighthouse keeper

with a beard down to his ankles,

you spend an awfully long time

in front of the mirror.

I saw the hunky dory
offshore this afternoon.

Does that mean
Tom Frazier's in town?

Tom's getting to be
a bit of a nuisance.

You didn't think so last month.

Ah! But that was last month.

Of course, he has a perfectly

out-of-this-world yacht.

That's something in his favor.

He's a good catch, pat.

I wouldn't discount
him entirely.

Want him?

I know my limitations,

and I'm satisfied
to stay within them.

Go to bed, pat.
I'm dead.

He must be wonderful.

I meant your bed.

Ha ha! I can take a hint.

But I'll bet $10.00

I get it out of you yet.

$10.00 you don't.

No wonder I can't sleep.

Such a divine night.

Full moon.

No kind of a night

to be stuck in
a house by yourself.

You should have gone out.

It was warm enough
to go without your coat.

Painting in the dark, dear?

Ha ha!

I wish I'd doubled that bet.

Oh, darling, just so
you'll feel better,

I will be seeing Tom
for the next few days--

lunch on the yacht

and heaven knows what
from then on.

Night.

Night.

Good morning.

Hi, bill.

What are you doing here
this time of day?

A bit dressed up,
ain't you, bill?

I'm going to meet somebody
here for lunch at 12:00.

Ain't noon yet.

Yeah, but...

Hey, there she is now.

By Godfrey,
good-looking, ain't she?

You know I don't go out
with bad-looking gals, Lou.

Hello.

Good morning.

Katie, wait a minute.

Did you forget about
our luncheon date?

No.

I didn't forget.

Looks like it.
You walked right by me.

How could you think I'd forget?

I have to send a message

out to the hunky dory.

I'll be right back.

You tell Mr. Frazier

I can't possibly come
out for lunch today.

Tell him I'm dreadfully sorry.

Thank you.

Well, now we can go to lunch.

You know, for a minute,

I thought you were
going to stand me up there.

Oh, you know I wouldn't do that.

Hey, you really
dolled yourself up today.

I always doll myself up

when I have
a luncheon engagement.

I have a wonderful idea.

Let's go to the
cottage for lunch.

You know how you've been

about keeping me
away from there.

Have I?

It's a woman's privilege

to change her mind.

More coffee?

No, thank you.

I believe I've had enough.

It was a divine night
last night.

Wasn't it?

It was.

Unusual to have it warm enough

to go without your coat.

That's right.

Let's go up and sit
under the trees.

Proper insignia for you--

bachelor's-button.

You have all the earmarks

of a typical bachelor.

You got me going around
in circles, Katie.

In circles?

I don't know if
I can explain it.

Look, you're--
you're a swell person.

I always knew that,

but, well, it--it seems

that there was just
something lacking.

Maybe I can explain it--
explain it this way.

It's like you were a cake.

A cake?

Yes, a cake...
Without any frosting.

And I guess most guys,

they kinda like the frosting.

Know what I mean?

Today you think
I'm well-frosted.

I'll say.

Ha ha ha!

What are you giggling about?

Your not thinking I was frosted.

I was never more fooled
in my life.

Katie, I guess you know

I think you're
something special.

I'm afraid I think

you're something special, too.

I'd give anything
for a cigarette.

You're not seeing things, bill.

It's true.

Hello, bill.

I see you did keep
our date for lunch.

If you could only see your face!

That's very clever.

Which one of you think
these things up?

I'm always the one.

I swear, Katie,
I was going to confess,

but you came home
a second too soon.

Well, it's lucky
for you she did.

You were about to be kissed

by a perfect stranger.

As you can see,

it's very easy to confuse us.

Your sister's a very
dangerous woman, Katie.

She could worm the secrets
right out of a sphinx.

Well, I--I really
must be going.

Will you walk to
the door with me, Katie?

I have to catch the 4:00 boat.

Going away?

Yes. I'm going to Boston
overnight on business.

Oh, thanks for the lunch...

Patricia.

Patricia.

Good afternoon, miss Bosworth.

Good afternoon, Mrs. miles.

Pat's apt to do crazy things.

It's alright, Katie.

You know, the Lippencotts

are giving a barn dance
tomorrow night.

I'll be back in time.

Would you like to go with me?

I'd love to.

I'll pick you up at 8:00.

I'll be ready.

So long.

So long.

Boston papers.

Candy, fruit.

All the Boston papers.

Paper.

Thank you.

Boston papers.
Magazines.

Candy, fruit.

Apples.

Thank you.

Thank you, ma'am.

Hello.

Boston papers.

Candy. Fruit.

All the Boston papers.

Hello.

Which one is it?

You know.

I know.

How did you get here?

Flew over.

Oh.

Lots of people have
to go to Boston.

I'll be right down.

Hello, bill.

Which one is it?

Ha ha! Kate.

Wish I had a Bible.

I swear by my honor.

It's Kate.

I just wanted to be sure.

Are only island people invited?

No. The Lippencotts
have open house.

I haven't done a square dance

since I was a kid.

Hope you don't mind if
I step all over your feet.

We'll step on each other's feet.

Hello, bill.

Mr. Lippencott.

Better get in there, boy.

Bill Baxter's
calling the changes.

Good evening.
Good evening.

Mr. Lippencott,

this is Katherine Bosworth.

Miss Bosworth.

How do you do?

It's very nice of you
to let me come.

Hope you enjoy the evening.

Go right on in.

Thank you.

All join hands
and circle down south,

and let a little sunshine
in your mouth.

Forward all, and fall back all,

do it again now, one and all.

Forward 4, fall back 4,

right and left lunar,
right and left back.

Forward all, and fall back all,

do it again, now, one and all.

There's pat.

So it is.

Out and left
with the old left hand.

Back to your partner,
go right and left grand.

With a right foot up
and a left foot down,

and keep on swingin'
those gals around.

Here we go with the old left leg

and a hind wheel spoke
in the axle drag.

And swing 'em high
and swing 'em low

and keep on swingin'
that calico.

Meet your partner

with an elbow hook
and an elbow crook.

I wonder how
she knew about this?

I probably said
something about it

to her in Boston.

Boston?

Yes, I...

Didn't you know that

pat went to Boston yesterday?

No, I didn't.

The ladies chain
and chain right back,

and the work's all done
on the breakaway track.

Well, good evening, Kate, dear.

Oh, hello, Freddie.

Freddie, this is bill Emerson.

My cousin Mr. Lindley.

How do you do, Mr. Emerson?

Pleased to meet you.

You come with pat?

Yes. Yes, I did.

This sudden passion
for the bucolic life...

Hardly her type of thing, is it?

Treat 'em all alike
and treat 'em all the same.

And treat 'em all alike,
no cheatin' in the game.

Meet your partner
with an elbow hook

and an elbow crook.

All join hands
and circle down south,

and let a little sunshine
in your mouth.

Well, that was quick work.

Change your partner, promenade.

Promenade half 'round the track.

You promenade,
and you don't come back.

Let's you and I
have a nice, cool drink

of applejack, shall we?

Come on.

Everybody waltz.

This is the genuine article.

It's sort of a combination

of liquid
fire and Nitroglycerin.

Ha ha!

Here you are.
Drink it and blow up.

Thanks.

Good, huh?

Ha ha ha!

The natives call this
"Jersey Lightnin'."

The thunder comes later.

Oh, Freddie.

You are a fool.

Ha ha ha!

You want to dance?

Alright, Freddie.

Tell me, Kate,

just where does pat fit
into this Jigsaw puzzle?

It's a long story, Freddie.

I don't feel like telling it.

Want to take a drive?

It's a fine night.

Can I get you some coffee?

You can sit here
while you drink it.

Oh, for heaven's sake,
say something.

This isn't like you.

If he means that much
to you, fight for him.

I can't.

Well, then, you certainly
won't get him if you don't.

Why don't you cry
and get it out of your system?

Must you always let that sister
of yours get ahead of you?

Freddie, take me home.

Why, Katie.

I thought of course
you'd be asleep.

We missed you.

Bill looked everywhere for you.

Pat,

you know I've never been
very good at mincing words.

What does bill mean to you?

Well...

Well, I might as well
admit it, Katie.

I'm mad about him.

He feels the same way.

Then this is it.

I'm sorry.

Oh, don't be sorry.
It isn't anybody's fault.

Bill's so fond of you, Katie.

Over and over,

he said what a swell
person you were

and what fun you'd had together.

Oh.

Skip it.

Why, Katie.

This is so unlike you.

Pat, do you know bill?

Do you understand
the kind of things he likes?

The kind of life he likes,

what he dreams of doing?

You've never known anybody

like him before.

When bill's kind fall in love,

they mean it.

Katie, I know
the kind of person bill is.

And I am mad about him.

You must believe me.

You said yourself
only a minute ago

that it wasn't
anyone's fault, and it isn't.

It just happened.

I believe you.

And I wish you all the happiness

in the world.

Go on to bed, pat.

Go on, before I make
a fool of myself.

Please.

Don't look at him,
pat. Look at the camera.

Take it easy, bill.

It's only your wedding!

It'll be over in a second, kids.

You make a handsome couple,

Mr. and Mrs. Emerson.

Look at the birdie.

Get ready.

That's it.
Hold it!

Hold it!

Thank you very much.

And now I'd like
to propose a toast.

May I?

Has everyone champagne?

Yes.

Well...

Here's to the loveliest bride
of the year...

Or any year.

Pat.

To pat.

Thank you.

Any regrets?

Are you kidding?

Ha ha!

Here's to Freddie,

the loveliest guardian
of the year...

Or any year.

Thank you, pat,

but you've got a better one now.

To Freddie.

To Freddie.

Darling, I'll meet
you in 20 minutes.

Oh, she's leaving!

Where are you going?

Good-bye, Katie.

Good-bye, bill.

I wish you
the best of everything.

Thanks.

Oh, miss Kate,

if only your mother
could have lived

to see this day.

I know, Mrs. Johnson.

Hello, Freddie.

Is there anything
I can do for you, Kate?

No, thank you, Freddie, darling.

That's sweet of you.

Don't worry about me. I just...

Wanted to get away for a while.

We both mustn't be
in here, Freddie.

You go on back,

and I'll--I'll be
out in a few minutes.

Forget it--

Patricia, bill, everything.

There's nothing
you can do about it.

I know there isn't anything

I can do about it.

What will you do, Kate?

Oh, keep busy.

Paint.

Now you're talking.

That's my girl.

Oh, oh, Kate, dear?

Kate, this is Sylvester Pringle.

Miss Bosworth.

How do you do, Mr. Pringle?
This is a great pleasure.

I read your column every day.

In fact, I'm quite
a fan of yours.

And I am now a fan of yours,

miss Bosworth.

You have quite
a flair for color.

A touch of Rousseau?

I wish that were true.

I'm a great admirer of Rousseau.

Excuse me for breaking in here,

but, Kate, do you know
that man over there?

No.

Not exactly the type of anyone

you expect to see at
a place like this.

I'm going to tell him
to get out.

No, Freddie. He's probably
some young art student.

Yes, but look at him.

I was a student
myself once. Let me go.

Excuse me, Mr. Pringle.

You're good at that.

Necessity is
the mother of invention.

You by any chance an artist?

Enough of an artist

to have my own opinions
of this exhibition.

Then you're a critic as well.

You don't have to be a critic

to recognize an amateur.

What makes you so sure
that she's an amateur?

Who is kidding whom?

Most of the people here

don't seem to share
your opinion.

You mean this collection
of friends?

Have you heard the gab
floatin' around here?

"They're so divine.
They're so lovely."

I think I might as well tell you

I painted this collection.

I was wondering

how long it would
take you to say so.

How did you get in?

I walked in.

I'm surprised
you took the trouble.

I was hungry and thirsty.

What do you do?

I paint.

Well, then, you are an artist.

I've never had an exhibition,

if that's
what you're driving at.

I haven't had the opportunity.

If you had the opportunity,
what would you do?

Are you making me an offer?

I think I'd like to
see some of your work

to find out whether
you're a phony or not.

Come on.
I'll show you.

Now?

Now or never.

Is it far?

Not if you pay for the taxi.

I'll get my coat.

Meet you outside.

What's the matter,
knocked out after 5 floors?

Come in.

Don't worry.

This is strictly on
an intellectual basis.

There are some more
on the table.

I've seen enough.

Might have known

you wouldn't go for my stuff.

Your kind never does.

If you'd stop being
class-conscious for a minute,

I'd like to say something.

Go ahead.

I owe you an apology.

You most certainly
are not a phony.

What shall I do now?

Bow from the waist?

What's your name?

Karnock.

Haven't you any other name?

One's good enough.

If you dislike me so intensely,

why did you ask me to come up
and look at your work?

You asked me.

And now that you're done

with the great honor of
praising my work,

I suppose I'll have to
start praising yours.

What's wrong with my work?

Everything.

Chiefly because
you're what you are--

stiff, ingrown, afraid.

I bet you're not even a woman.

I know your kind.

Someone way back in your family

was clever enough
to make a lot of money,

and then his son made some more.

And then his son
had the great problem

of learning how to spend it.

That's probably been
going on ever since.

So here you are,
the last gasp of the line--

Dabbling away at
being an artist,

with a capital "a."

While someone like me
who's really got something

can't even afford
a decent pad of drawing paper

or a piece of chalk,
or not to mention paints.

Why did you say...

I'm not even a woman?

That always gets 'em.

You can criticize
a woman's work,

but when you suggest she's not

a ball of fire, oh, boy!

What do you mean?

That's what I mean.

I think I'd better be going.

Okay.

Goodnight, Mr. Karnock.

You're not a hopeless case,
you know.

How encouraging.

I'll be seeing you.

Keep your foot still.

Get the glare off
your face, square head.

Boy, you sure got a nerve,
coming in here and taking over.

As far as I'm concerned,
I'm gettin' tired of you.

You talk too much.

Karnock, you're being
a bit rough on her.

Yeah. I got a right
to my own opinion.

Not with that brain,
you haven't.

I won't sit for you
another minute.

Have a cigarette, Diedra.

I think we all need a breather.

I told you this
wouldn't work out.

Who fools around
with models, anyway?

We should have gone out
in the streets.

We should have painted
what we saw.

It's no good.

We'll have to try
something different.

The pose is all wrong.

Don't say that, Karnock.
It's so awfully good.

I wish I could do half as well.

Cut the compliments.

Look at that.

Just look at that.

Come here.

Just look at that arm.

It's like the...

Like the trunk of a tree.

There is a bone
under that flesh.

You're not just drawing

a bunch of apples on a platter.

You're drawing a human being.

If you want to do
a living woman, do it.

I'm trying.

You quit bullying her!

Shut up!

She was doing all right
until you came here.

I may be presuming

to ask the great genius
a question,

but have you ever sold anything?

Scram. Beat it.
Go home!

I can't get out of here
quick enough to suit me.

It ain't your fault,
miss Bosworth.

Karnock, it's time

we settled a few
things between us.

You're most welcome
to use this studio,

you know that.

But not if you continually upset

everything and everybody.

Alright. Go on with
your smug little life

if you want to,
but you can count me out.

Karnock, stop being

such a pigheaded boor.

I'm perfectly
willing to allow you

to humiliate me
as regards my work.

I want it that way.

But not as a person.

Nor will I allow you

to humiliate anybody else

as long as you're in this house.

Oh.

Go soak your head.

Well, go on back to work.

Oh, I don't know
what to do with this.

Am I in time for tea?

Oh, Freddie.

Hello, Kate.

To what do we owe
the honor of this visit?

Well, I just thought
I'd drop around,

see how you were doing.

Good. I'll see that
you get your tea immediately.

Freddie, this is Mr. Karnock,

the man who's teaching me
how to paint.

Mr. Karnock,
my cousin Mr. Lindley.

Good afternoon, Mr. Karnock.

Are we gonna have tea,
or are we going to work?

We're going to have tea.

Antisocial fellow, isn't he?

How are you progressing, Kate?

I'm not.

Oh, my. Are you teaching her?

Freddie, you certainly
show your ignorance

when you make
a remark like that.

It's alright, Kate.

I'd like to hear
what he has to say.

Thank you.

I'm just curious to know
if that's an eye.

I know it's in
the right place for an eye.

It's got to be an eye.

But is it?

Yes, it's an eye.

Now will you run along

and have your tea?

When you're in the mood,

we can go back to work.

Well, I guess that
just about confirms

everything I've heard.

What do you mean, Freddie?

Rumors have been circulating

that you are under
the influence of

sort of a Rasputin
of the paint pots.

That's just about
the kind of rumor

I'd expect some
people to circulate.

You may put the tea here, Jenny.

Mr. Emerson's on the phone.

Mr. Emerson?

Yes, miss Bosworth.

Excuse me.

Bill?

Hello, Kate.
I just got into town.

Oh, hello.

How are you?

Oh, very well.
And you?

Oh, I'm fine.

Is pat with you?

No. She's in Boston.
I'm here on business.

Oh, I see.

Say, can you meet me
at McCall's department store?

Yes, of course I could.

You're sure I'm not interfering?

No. You're not interfering

with anything.
Don't be silly.

How long will it take you?

I can be there in no time.

Okay. I'll see you later, Katie.

Alright.
good-bye.

Bill.

Hello, Katie.

Hello.

It seems forever
since I've seen you.

It has been
a long time, hasn't it?

How's pat?

She's fine.

What are you shopping for?

I'm looking for

a birthday present for her.

I thought that perhaps

you might be able to
tell me what she'd like.

Well, what about some lingerie

or a negligee
or something like that?

That would be alright.

It's on the second floor.

What are you doing in New York?

I'm making arrangements
to take a trip to Chile.

Face the front, please.

For a Yankee,
that's a far cry for you,

even to Chile.

That's right.

Is this a new job?

Mm-hmm.

Is pat going with you?

Yes, she is.

Second floor.

Excuse me.

Going up.
Going up, please.

Has your new job
something to do with

lighthouse inspection?

Remember my telling
you last summer

about the job my college
friend offered me?

Yes. I...Remember very well.

Well, I finally took it.

It's a good break.
It pays darn good money.

May I help you?

No, thank you.
We're just looking around.

Very well, madame.

Bill, I can't think of you

away from the island somehow.

I had to do something
to make more dough.

This looks like pat.

That is nice.

May I help you?

Hold it up to you,
will you, Katie?

It's a wonderful style
for you, madam.

It'll look wonderful on pat.

Am I a prize dope!

What's the matter?

Well, if it's pat's birthday
tomorrow, it's yours, too.

Of course.

I'd like to get you
something, Katie.

Oh, that's sweet of you,
bill, to think of it.

No, thank you.

Oh, surely there's
something in the store

you've seen you'd like?

No, no, thank you very much.

Are you sure?
Sure.

Alright. I'll take it.
How much is it?

$69.50 with the tax.

Can I give you a check for it?

Of course. There are
some blank checks

on the desk in the hall.

Alright.

Would you like it
wrapped as a gift?

Yes, please, will you?
Come on, Katie.

You know, I think
she's going to like this.

I'm leaving tonight.

I want to surprise pat and
be home for her birthday.

Oh, bill, how stupid of me.

I completely forgot
I have an engagement.

I must run along.

Oh, but wouldn't you
have time for a drink

before I catch the train?

I'm terribly sorry.
I really haven't time.

It's been wonderful
seeing you again, Katie.

Wonderful to see you.

And thanks a lot
for helping me out here.

It was fun.
Good-bye, bill.

Good-bye, Katie.

Give my love to pat.

Right.

Who is this guy Emerson?

Karnock, what are you
doing here?

Waiting for you.

Used my charm on the cook.

She got me something to eat.

Where have you been?
It's after 11:00.

Oh, I went to
a newsreel theater,

walked around
the lake in the park.

No dinner?

No. I wasn't hungry.

Where's the guy?

Gone.

Come over here.

I want to talk to you.

Come on, now.
No guy's worth all this.

Why don't you have a drink?

No, thank you, Karnock.

You know...

I've been doing a lot of
thinking about us.

And I've got it
straight at last.

All this art stuff...

That's been a substitute
for something, hasn't it?

You'll be glad to know, Karnock,

I've come to a decision.

I'm a third-rate artist.

Always will be.

So you won't have to
bother with me anymore.

What are you going to do?

I don't know. Something.

Go somewhere.

I haven't decided.

Always running away.

No wonder you lost him.

We won't discuss it, Karnock.

You'll never land a guy,

all closed up inside like this.

But I wasn't always
like this. People change.

Remember what I said
when I first met you?

There, in my room?

I most certainly do.

Kind of went for me
then, didn't you?

Only you got cold feet.

Karnock, your conceit
really amazes me at times.

Man needs woman,
woman needs man.

That's basic.

Everything else
starts from that--

art, music, the whole works.

Only women like you

want to make something
important out of it.

You want a guy to stifle
himself for you--

the grand passion
and all that baloney.

Yes, we do.

Don't go female on me.
Get wise to yourself.

Oh, leave me alone!

Sure you're not
running away from me now?

Really!

Now, that's better.

I'm sorry, Karnock.

I guess it is "the grand
passion" or nothing.

Karnock, I think I'm going
to the island for a while.

Goodnight.

How much do I owe you?

75 cents.

You may keep the change.

Oh, thank you very much.

Hello, Katie.

Pat! I thought
you were in Chile.

I wasn't able to go.

Did Freddie get my wire?

Freddie's gone to New York
for a few weeks.

Oh. I didn't know.

You look tired, Katie.
Anything wrong?

Nothing in particular.

Oh, I read about your exhibition
at the Gruen gallery.

I suppose I should have
run down to see it--

not that I know
a thing about art.

I couldn't tell
a Rembrandt from a Renoir.

Katie, don't tell me
you're smoking these days?

Pat, why couldn't you
go to Chile?

I had a perfectly dreadful cold.

Something like the flu.

What a shame.

Bill was so excited
about your going.

Bill's so naive about
a lot of things.

But that's bill.

Naivete's a bit trying

to live with all the time.

Katie, don't you
want to go upstairs?

You haven't said a word
about my dungarees.

I'm getting to be
a big outdoors girl now,

learning to sail and all
that sort of nonsense.

That I want to see.

Ha! I'll prove it to you.

Incidentally, why don't
you take off your hat

and stay a while?

I thought we'd sail out
towards dragonhead--

your old stamping ground.

Anything you say.
You're the skipper.

I'll raise the jib.

Alright. I'll start
on the mainsail.

I'm coming about, Katie.

What do you think of
your new skipper?

She's alright.

Pat, how'd you happen

to take up sailing?

You never used to care about it.

I'd have died of
boredom otherwise.

Got a Beau, Katie?

Whatever possessed you
to come here, pat?

Oh, I wanted to see
the gang again.

As a matter of fact,

we've got a luncheon date on
Tom Frazier's yacht tomorrow.

It's a pretty stiff breeze, pat.

Can you manage alright?

Oh, sure. It's exciting!

You'll get plenty of excitement.

Looks like we're going into
some heavy weather.

Wonderful. I'll give it
a run for its money!

Look out, Katie,
I'm going to jibe.

Alright!

It's getting really nasty, pat!

We should go back.

Not on your life.

Haul in your mainsail!

I've always wanted
to sail in a storm.

You're crazy!

So I'm crazy.

All we needed was some fog.

Tack your sheet!

You were right!
We should have gone back.

Too late now!
All we can do

is hope to get in the
Lee of the lighthouse!

Watch your head!
Here comes a big one!

I should have
insisted we go back!

I'll handle the sheets!

Katie! We're headed
for the reefs!

Well, turn us back leeward!

Hang on!

Look out, Katie!

The reefs, pat!

The reefs will rip out
the bottom of the boat!

Pat! Pat!
Pat! Pat!

Pat! Pat!

When did you say

you first noticed
what was happening?

Well, I was
listening to the radio.

There was a terrible high wind,

and I thought I heard
somebody hollering.

Then you went to the window.

Woman, whispering:
Shh! You're raising

your voices too much.

Alright, ma'am.

I looked out, and
there was the boat,

headed for the rocks,

mainsail all torn to shreds.

Don't talk too loud.

She needs all the sleep
she can get.

No right to be out
on a day like that.

They must have been

having trouble with the sail

long before it happened.

I put in a call
to the coast guard.

Did you see which one of them
was handling the boat?

How could I?

I couldn't tell
them apart anyways.

Talk low.

Yes, ma'am.

When you got to them,

were you able to see
the body of the other one,

or was it under the boat?

No, never did see the body.

Ain't seen it yet.

Oh, no!

There, there, now.
Everything's alright.

It's important
that you should keep

very warm and quiet.

I tried to pull her back.

Mrs. Emerson,
we know all about that.

Mrs. Emerson?

What?

I'm an investigator.

I've just been getting
a statement about the wreck

from Mr. Folger.

He was the only witness.

You're very fortunate,
Mrs. Emerson.

It was a bad accident.

Now, your sister came up here
to visit you yesterday,

didn't she?
And you took her sailing?

She's all confused.

I think you ought to
leave her be.

Yeah, maybe so.

Mrs. Emerson,
try and think of Mr. bill.

Think of his feelings
if it had been you.

You know bill best, Eben.
You talk to her.

Right.

Just want to talk to you
a little, Mrs. Emerson.

Ever since it happened,
you been lying here,

crying for bill
over and over again.

You keep saying,
"I tried to save her."

Bill ain't going to blame you,
Mrs. Emerson.

You got to get
that through your head.

You got to look at it this way.

If the good lord had wanted
to take you instead of her,

why, he'd have done it.

I was real fond of your sister.

Guess I didn't
show it much, but I was.

But bill always loved you,
never her.

Maybe that's why
you were spared.

There ain't no arguing
the will of the lord.

So you get well
and strong now, Mrs. Emerson,

and be a good wife to bill.

She'd have wanted it that way.

I knowed her well enough
to say that.

Eben, Mr. Lindley's out here.

Alright.

I'm going to leave you now,

but you just kind of
be thinking over

what I just told you.

You can talk to her now.

Yeah, thank you.

I won't talk to you
very long, dear.

I don't want to tire you.

Can you understand me, pat?

Bill is coming home.

I've been waiting all afternoon
for an answer to my wire,

and it just got here.

He arrives in New York
by plane...Friday.

Friday.

I was sure we were going to
be late, but I guess we're not.

I must look a sight
after that drive.

Well, frankly, under
the circumstances,

I don't think bill expects you

to look like a raving beauty.

Pan American
airways flight number 7

now arriving at gate two.

Is that bill's plane?

Yes. Yes, it is.

Freddie?

Freddie, I...I feel
rather seedy.

I think I'll have a drink.

Yours is a Martini,
isn't it, pat?

Yes, Freddie.

Are you alright?

Thank you.

One Martini, please.

One Martini.

Well, there it is.

You stay here
and have your drink.

I'll get bill,
and we'll be back.

Bill!

Hello, pat.

You really shouldn't
have bothered

to come down here to meet me.

Oh, of course I'd meet you.

Don't be silly.

I'm terribly sorry about Kate.

I hope you don't mind

if we stay in New York
for a few days

so I can straighten out
some of her things.

Oh, that'll fit in
with my plans.

I've got some work to do here.

Did you have a pleasant trip?

Good afternoon, Mrs. Emerson.

Good afternoon, Elise.

Hello, Mrs. Johnson.

I'm so sorry, my dear.

Thank you.

Would you like to go upstairs?

We have your old room
all ready for you.

Oh, no. No, thank you.

I think we'll all stay
down here and have a drink.

I know I'd like one.
How about you, Freddie?

Well, not for me, thank you.

I have a business appointment.

Oh, but you simply
can't leave us.

Well, I'll drop around
tomorrow, if I may.

Well, you're being
dreadfully unsocial.

Good-bye, old man.

Call me if there's
anything I can do.

Thanks a lot for
your help, Freddie.

It's alright.

See you tomorrow, Freddie.

Okay, pat.

Shall we go in the library?

Certainly.

You know, it really hit Freddie.

I've never seen him
quite this way before.

I know just how he feels.

It's very strange
for me without Kate.

Would you like a scotch?

You know I drink bourbon, pat.

Oh, yes, of course.

You look tired, bill.

I was thinking of Kate.

You know, I can't believe
she's gone, somehow.

I didn't know she meant
so much to you.

We were very good friends.

Doesn't mean that I was
in love with her.

She knew that.

How do you know?

Well, she...She told me,
just before the wedding.

Bill, I've missed you very much.

I'm glad you're back.

I'm sorry I didn't go
to Chile with you, bill.

There's nothing
any different between us.

I came back only
because of Kate's death.

Why the astonishment?

Don't try to pretend
that you've forgotten, pat.

Oh, no. No, of course
I haven't forgotten.

I only thought that perhaps I--

I know you've
been through a lot.

That's why I didn't
go directly to a hotel.

It's unfortunate the accident
occurred at this time,

but I think that
just as soon as you get

Kate's affairs wound up,

you'd better go to Reno
and get it over with.

What's that noise?

Oh, uh...
I'll go and see.

25 years,

and never once has anyone used
the kind of language you use!

Not to mention the way you order
self-respecting people around!

A good-for-nothing
scalawag like you! Why--

get out, get out!

And keep your meddling paws
off my work!

Alright, alright!

Oh, miss Patricia, I'm sorry,

but when miss Kate was here,

she allowed this man
to use the studio,

and now I can't get rid of him!

Go on, beat it, grandma.

That's alright, Mrs. Johnson.

Very well.

So you're Patricia.

Yes, I'm Patricia.

She said you were prettier.

I don't see much difference...

Except maybe around the eyes.

Will you come in here
for a minute?

Please?

I hit the eyes perfectly.

I thought yours were different.

They're not, not a bit.

Will you sit here?

Look at me.

I used to drive
your sister crazy.

She was quite a girl.

This way.

It's incredible.

Could anybody ever
tell you and Kate apart?

No. Not even bill.

Bill who?

My husband bill Emerson.

So that's the Emerson guy.

Too bad Kate wasn't
more of a fighter.

You didn't like your sister

very much, did you?

Why do you say that?

It's true, isn't it?

No, it isn't true.

You two probably
disliked each other

from the time you were born,

and why shouldn't you
dislike each other?

It's a perfectly
natural antagonism.

She said you were so attractive,

you could have
any man you wanted,

and you wanted her man.

I--Kate never said
a thing like that.

How do you know?

Well, I--I just know
she never would. That's all.

She didn't have
to say anything to me.

I knew her better
than she knew herself.

Will you excuse me?

Bill. Bill, there's
a friend of Kate's

in the studio there,

working on a portrait of her.

I've been posing for him.

Suddenly, this whole house
is making me so nervous.

Would you mind very much
if I went to Boston tonight?

I can come back later and
straighten out Kate's things.

I understand.

As a matter of fact,
I'll go to a hotel.

It will save us both
a lot of embarrassment.

I'll tell Mrs. Johnson
to repack my things.

Oh, bill, could we let
this divorce business ride

until you get to Boston?

I can't seem to think
about it right now.

What's there to think about?

Bill...I want another chance.

Do you think you deserve one?

Maybe not, but I want it.

That's the first honest thing
you've said in months.

Let me try.

Alright.

You'll probably change your mind

once you get home,
but in the meantime,

we--we'll let it go at that.

Thank you, bill.

Oh, don't bother to come
to the station with me.

I'd rather go alone.

Oh, will you call Freddie

and tell him I've gone?

Certainly.

Be sure and wire me
when you're coming.

I--I'd like to have everything

ready for you.

Good-bye, bill.

Good-bye, pat.

Good evening, Mrs. Emerson.

Good evening.

We've been working to
get the house in order

ever since we got your wire.

You didn't give us much time.

I realize that.

Thank you.

Everything looks very nice.

Thank you, ma'am.

We didn't expect you
back for quite awhile.

Well, I wanted
to open up the house.

Mr. Emerson will
be home in a day or so.

For heaven's sakes!

I thought he was gone
for all summer.

Mike's been so
lonely without you.

Mike, go over and see
your mistress.

For heaven's sakes,

what's the matter with you?

Mike seems to have forgotten me
for the moment.

Hello, Mike.

Wouldn't you like
to go up to your room?

There are a couple
of messages for you.

Mr. and Mrs. Deveraux called.

Oh, did they?

They're leaving tomorrow.

I'll call them later.

Mr. Talbot sent the roses.

Oh?

He's been calling every day
since the accident.

I didn't think you'd mind

if I told him
you were coming home.

I think he expects you
to call him, Mrs. Emerson.

I'll attend to it later.

Oh, you--you needn't
bother to unpack

until the morning.

Do you want me to call him?

What?

Mr. Talbot.

He'll be at his regular
number all evening.

I said I'd attend to it later.

Very well, madam.

There you go.

You're a little beggar.

There. Remember
what I told you, Mike.

You've got to be my friend.

Good afternoon, Mr. Emerson.

Good afternoon.

Here. Take these things
upstairs for me,

will you, Lucy, please?

Hello, bill.

Hello.

Shall I bring in
the cocktails right away?

Yes. And we'll have
dinner in an hour.

Hello, Mike!

Hiya, boy.
Hey, Mike.

Well, you look rested.

Yes, I am.

Alma and I have planned
your favorite dinner.

Oh, we're staying home tonight.

I thought it would be fun.

Why, yes, it would.

Excuse me while
I go and wash up.

Bill, it's wonderful to see you.

Oh, Mike.
You are my friend.

Help yourself
to cream and sugar,

won't you, bill?

Alright.

Here's your tobacco.

Thank you.

Isn't Alma
the world's best cook?

We're lucky to have her.

We are.

Mike was very lonely without me.

Weren't you, Mike?

Pat, I know all this
is as difficult for you

as it is for me.

Oh, but it isn't, bill.

I love being here with you.

You do believe that, don't you?

I want to.

You know that.

What about Talbot?

Have you seen him?

No.

Surely, you must realize

that's the most important thing

to get straight between us.

I don't want to see him.

Don't you think
you owe it to him

to tell him that it's all over?

Or perhaps it isn't over.

Oh, yes, it is, bill.
I swear it.

He's telephoned me
two or 3 times

and...and sent me flowers.

I haven't acknowledged them.

I--I thought that was
the best way to handle it.

Pat, until you get
this Talbot thing

straightened out
once and for all,

there isn't anything more

we can say to each other.

Bill!

Good afternoon, Mrs. Emerson.

Good afternoon.

Would you tell Mr. Talbot
that I'm here?

I'm quite sure he's in.

Thank you.

Hello, darling.

Hello.

May I take your coat?

Oh. Yes, thank you.

How about a Martini?

I don't believe I feel like one.

I know I should have called you.

Yes.

Lucy told me that bill was back.

I must say I was surprised...

Considering everything.

He came back last night.

And just where does that put me?

I have something
I must tell you.

I've found out I'm still
in love with bill.

I'm sorry.

That's perfect.

You mess up my life,

and you say you're sorry.

I happen to have arranged

to divorce
my wife for your sake.

I suppose
it never occurred to you

that someone could
say a thing and mean it.

Well, how do you think I feel

not seeing you for days?

There's something
behind all this.

Oh, no!

No, there isn't.
You must believe that.

I love bill.
I always will.

Pat, you can't mean this

after all we've
meant to each other.

So it was just
an interlude with you.

Yes, that's what it was.

You dirty little double-crosser.

You're doing to me what you did

with all the others, aren't you?

You didn't think
I knew about them.

Don't think that people
haven't heard about

your rotten little scandals.

Things get around, you know.

You're not a very
discreet person.

I wish I--

get out.

I can't face him.

I can't. I can't.

Why the suitcase, pat?

I'm leaving, bill.

May I ask why?

You were right.

It wouldn't have worked out.

I should have known it wouldn't.

You've seen Talbot.

You're still in love
with him--is that it?

Oh, no.

I don't want to talk about it.

Well, if you're not
still in love with him,

then why are you leaving?

Oh, bill. You can't
want me to stay, can you?

Not after--

you said the only thing
to be straightened out

between us was
the Talbot business.

What about the others?
Much worse.

Surely you knew about them.

If you didn't, you were a fool.

Don't you know you've been

the laughingstock
of this whole town?

Well, hello, my dear.

Hello, Freddie.

Let me take your coat.

Alright.

I have your room ready.

Oh, that's sweet
of you, Freddie.

I hope I won't be a nuisance.

Oh, nonsense.

It's a rotten
night out, isn't it?

I like the fog.

My, you look pretty well all in.

Shall I get you some tea?

No, thank you.

Ahh.

Now that I'm here,
I don't know what to say.

I had so many things
to tell you.

You see, I've left bill.

That isn't what
I wanted to say at all.

Freddie, if I were
to tell you--

wait a minute.

I believe I know what
you want to tell me...

Kate.

How long have you known?

Well, I suspected
just after the accident,

but I tried to put such
thoughts out of my mind.

And then when you called

and said you were coming here,

of course, I knew.

It's absolutely unbelievable

that you would do such a thing.

It seemed my only chance
for happiness.

But you were never a liar, Kate.

How could you think
you could live a lie?

I didn't think.

I just let it happen.

Oh, it was so simple at first.

It wasn't going to hurt anybody.

But after I'd found out how...

How pat had treated bill,

I couldn't go through with it.

She hurt him so terribly.

He'll never forget.

No matter what I try to do,

it will always be there.

What are you going to do?

I don't know.

I want to do what
will hurt him the least.

To a man like bill,
the truth is the only way.

Freddie...

Would you forgive me

if I went up to my room?

Certainly.

You see, Freddie,
bill never loved me.

Bill, voice-over:
I've never brought

anyone here before.

The one time that
I wish I could paint

is when I'm here.

Katie, do you suppose
you could catch this?

I'll miss you, too, Katie.

You know that.

Katie!

Oh, Katie.

Oh, Katie, I knew
I'd find you here.

Then you know.

Yes, I know.

I can't even ask you
to forgive me.

I don't want you
to ask me anything.

I don't want you
to tell me anything.

You've already suffered
so much for both of us.

Oh, bill. Bill.

Even back at the lighthouse

that night, you knew.

I was the one who didn't.

I wasn't ready.

Oh, yes, I fell
in love with pat,

but it was never right--

not the way that we were

always right for each other.

I know that now.

Oh, Katie.

Let's--let's forget everything

that's happened

as though we never
left the island.

Can you do that?

Oh, Katie, I love you so much.