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Don't you think I should alert the staff that he's coming?
Oh, no, no.
It's best that everyone act naturally.
Go on about business as usual.
I'd love to know how you're staying so calm.
Being interviewed by the critic from Holiday Life is not an everyday event.
Don't be fooled by this placid exterior.
Inside, the butterflies are playing ping -pong.
Yes, please.
Can you tell me where to find Owen Lloyd?
Oh, that name sounds familiar.
Lloyd Photography?
Yes, that's it. In the arcade downstairs.
Thanks.
This is Mr. Dwyer. I'm in the Cambridge suite.
I'd like to make a dinner reservation for three.
Eight o 'clock.
Thank you.
Joker, why we didn't take the earlier flight? I hate rushing like this.
Stephanie, lighten up, will you, darling? Everything's going to be just
Preston, will you please stop telling me how to feel?
Do you have any idea what it's like to be halfway through your life and you
discover you have a sister you never knew about?
Yes.
Oh, Mr. Harmon, how are you?
Well, I'm very well, thanks.
I'm looking forward to it, too, yes.
Ernie's for drinks at seven tonight?
Uh, sure.
Sure, I'd love to.
Okay, fine. Well, I'll see you there, then.
Bye -bye.
For heaven's sake, couldn't you leave the business alone for one weekend? This
was supposed to be a time for you and your sister to get to know each other. I
know, Preston. Meeting my sister is important to me, but...
Do I look all right? Perfect.
I know I'm early, but I couldn't wait.
Hi.
I'm Preston. Paula Todd.
Hi. I could have picked you out in a crowd.
Hello.
Hi.
You're beautiful.
It runs in the family.
When I was 15, I remember I had a date, and I was angry because I didn't have
the right bag to match my shoes.
I remember wishing I had a sister to borrow one from.
I'm sorry we missed all that.
Maybe we could make a late start.
Well, good morning.
I'm Kelly.
Kelly Braden.
Can I speak to Mr. Lloyd, please?
Oh, your friend was right. You are very beautiful.
Thanks.
But that's not going to find me a place to stay.
Don't you worry about a thing.
I'm going to get you a room right here in this hotel.
And Monday, Monday, we're going to go look for an apartment.
And maybe a car, okay?
Well, sure, that sounds great.
But, um, we gotta do something about those clothes.
You might be able to pick up some of Ralph's college kid in that outfit, but,
uh, I just don't think it'll do for the clients that you're gonna meet through
me.
I'm sorry, I don't have that many clothes.
Um, Helen, would you take Kelly to the boutique?
Sure. I want you to pick out some real nice things.
Here.
I think you and I are going to do real well together.
Good afternoon, sir. Good afternoon. I'm Alexander Heath.
I wonder if you'd be good enough to inform Mrs. Cabot that I've arrived.
possible that she might want to... That she might want to welcome you in person,
Mr. Heath.
I'm glad to look out.
Welcome to the St.
Gregory's. Delighted to meet you, Mrs. Cabot. Oh, Victoria, please.
Victoria.
I've been looking forward to this for quite some time.
Oh, we're all very pleased that Holiday Life has chosen to do a cover story on
the St. Gregory. No more than I, I assure you.
It's so lovely.
There are only a few bastions of understated elegance left in the world,
Victoria.
Establishments such as this where...
Charm and grace and dignity are the benchmarks by which all other
institutions... Good afternoon, Mrs. Cabot.
Magician's Convention.
I don't have experience, you know.
I mean, the kind of experience that... I know.
Your friend Monica told me all about it.
Your boyfriend moved out.
You lost your job.
The eviction.
You didn't have a very good week, did you, darling?
I just need to earn a little money.
Oh, you will. You will. You're going to be very, very popular.
It's just temporary, you know.
I'm throwing a little party tomorrow night upstairs in one of the suites.
It's going to be your coming out party.
What are you doing?
I told you I need a few pictures for my album.
a very refreshing addition.
Raise your head, Kelly.
Thank you. They're lovely.
What are you thinking?
She's very nice, isn't she? Oh, she's lovely, yes. Very.
She reminds me of you. Preston, please, don't paw me.
I was trying to be affectionate.
Stephanie, I love you.
I need to touch you to be close.
You don't let me breathe.
You've got to give me time.
Time? It's been two years since we've made love.
I can't go on hoping, pretending that one day you'll just come to my bed. I'm
sorry. I'm sorry I'm late.
I have to take a bath.
Stephanie.
You can't wash it away.
Can I have some sugarless bubblegum, please?
Hi.
Oh, hi.
Did you find the photography shop okay?
Yeah.
Thanks.
Does Lloyd always pay his models in cash?
What?
A hundred dollar bill. I figured you just did a session.
Yes, yes, I did.
I was wondering, do they let you keep the clothes, too?
Look, are you a cop or something?
No. Could have fooled me.
Miss, you forgot your bubble gum.
Oh, Billy.
Hey, what's up?
What do you know about Lloyd photography down in the arcade?
No more than you.
Been around a number of years. Father and son operation.
Lloyd Sr. passed away a few months ago.
His son's running it by himself now.
Well, nose around a little, okay? See what you can find out.
I got a hunch the juniors decided to branch out.
That'll be enough, sir.
Well, at least we won't starve.
Sorry about that.
The downside of being married to a workaholic.
Oh, it looks like it has its rewards.
Like what?
I don't know. You and Stephanie seem to have everything.
Sounds like something out of a fortune cookie.
Well, you are very lucky.
She's lovely.
And successful.
Well, isn't she lucky, too?
I mean, I'm lovely and successful.
A coffee, Miss Todd? Oh, thank you.
Hello?
Oh, hi.
Of course, I understand.
Don't worry.
Yes, I'll tell him.
Well, he's right here. Would you like to... No.
All right.
Yes, I'll give you a ring in the morning.
Bye -bye.
Business is taking longer than she planned.
Looks like it's you and me.
The way you want.
I just wanted to make sure you're all right.
That the room is okay.
And that you got everything that you need.
I'm fine, but it's a little late.
I took the liberty of ordering drinks.
Mr. Lloyd, please. I'm very tired.
What are you doing?
It's part of my policy, darling.
I make it my personal business to make sure all of my girls are experienced.
And that they know the ropes and know how to please a customer.
It's part of the deal, baby.
I guess I'm just a little bit envious.
Buying antiques sounds a lot more exciting than sitting behind a desk all
juggling numbers.
Don't envy me, Paula.
Between the business and Preston and our son Stephen, I hardly have any time I
can call my own anymore.
Have you ever thought about trying to find our mother and father?
There was a time I thought about it a lot.
Right now, I can't afford to dredge up any old hurts.
Good morning, all.
Good morning.
My apologies if I'm interrupting anything profound.
Paula was just telling me that the two of you had a very nice get -acquainted
dinner. Yes, we did.
She now knows everything there is to know about building boats.
And I, on the other hand, have the inside scoop on how this hotel keeps its
books. Doesn't sound very exciting, does it?
I had a terrific time.
Well, I hope maybe the two of you can keep each other company for a few more
hours this afternoon.
Harmon is still waltzing me around. I have to drive to Oakland.
Stephanie, I thought that we were... Well, it's just for a few hours.
Besides, you and I have a whole lifetime to catch up with each other, right?
Of course, I understand.
You know, he hasn't been to San Francisco in years. Why don't you show
of the sites he's forgotten?
Sounds good to me.
How many hotels are there left in the world that still take the trouble of
finishing their pancakes Oscar with a marshmallow meringue?
Or to egg chasseur, Bolovan.
Oh, that's very kind of you, Alexander.
I'll tell Chef Maurice. He'll be thrilled to know that you approve.
Excuse me. Mrs. Cabot, I just ran into Maurice.
He asked me to convey his deepest apologies. We seem to be temporarily out
your cornflakes this morning. May I send out a bowl of raisin bran?
Your cornflakes?
Oh, shut the... joke. Oh, this is Mark Danning in charge of guest relations.
Isn't it just a joke, Mark?
Yes, ma 'am.
Oh, stop teasing me.
We've once again been challenged to a softball game by the staff of the Mark
Hopkins Hotel.
You owe security $10.
I do?
Murphy had his passport picture taken at Lloyd's Photography Shop.
Did you come up with anything?
There's nothing you can take to the bunco squad, but something isn't right.
There's too much traffic coming in and out of the back room. The phones are
ringing all the time.
He even put in two new lines a few weeks ago.
Maybe he likes to stay in touch with his family.
I staked out the outside.
The foot traffic's all female.
Classy bunch, but they all look like they've been around the block.
All except for one green kid.
Want me to have the place busted?
We could look silly if we're wrong.
No. No, we better be sure.
I think I know a way to flush out Mr.
Owen Lloyd Jr.
Preston.
Is there something wrong with Stephanie?
What makes you think anything is wrong?
No, she just seemed so distant.
When we first met, I wanted to just go up and give her a big hug, but it was
like she had a wall around her.
Well, maybe you should know.
After all, you are family.
A little more than two years ago, Tiffany had a...
She was raped.
Brutally.
nightmare. She's still haunted by it. The doctors say that therapy would be
helpful, but she just refuses.
Why?
I don't know.
Fear of reliving it, maybe?
Physically, she's all right, but she's withdrawn now.
Ever since it happened, she hasn't wanted to
function sexually.
I feel positively blessed to have a man of Mr. McDermott's caliber as my general
manager. Oh, will it be all right just barging in on him like this? Oh,
certainly. Well, I want you to meet his assistant, too, Miss Francis.
Charming young lady. They complement each other wonderfully well.
Executive officer.
Oh, hi, Frank. How are you?
Good, thanks.
When?
Tomorrow. I kind of promised myself...
I'm going to have to call you back.
Bye.
This is Cabot. I'm sorry. This is Alexander
Heath. How do you do?
Mr. Heath.
Where is Mr.
McDermott?
I'm not quite sure.
Christine, Mr. McDermott left this note and said that he would be at a bar in
North Beach called the Jewel Box.
Well, I guess we'll just have to meet him later.
Christine?
Look what just rolled down off Knob Hill. How are you?
Better now.
Behaving yourself?
Every day. How about you?
None of your business.
What can I get you?
Coffee.
Buster, bring some coffee over, will you?
Oh, it's good to see you.
So tell me, what brings you to the low -rent district?
Does the name Owen Lloyd mean anything to you?
Nope. Should it?
Well, I think he's hung a shingle out in my hotel.
Running girls?
Mm -hmm.
Oh, that's bad. If I don't know the name, that means the man's green.
In that business, a little experience is dangerous.
I need your help.
Peter, I pull beers for a living now.
I don't have enough to blow the whistle. I need confirmation.
Go to the guy.
Tell him the hill is your franchise.
Come out of retirement?
Are you serious?
Well, there's something else. A teenage kid. She's staying at the hotel.
I think she's being sucked into it.
Why don't you just put her out on the street?
Yeah, I could, but what guarantee do we have that she won't end up selling
herself in pieces three doors down the block?
I think what she really needs is to have someone scare the daylights out of her.
Anyway, we lost.
Can you imagine anybody actually knowing that a scallop has 36 eyes and that
they're blue?
laughing about. It wasn't funny at the time. I can't help it.
My laugh switch hasn't been on much lately.
No, it's a nice laugh, too.
How come some man hasn't come along and swept you away?
There was one.
We were going to be married.
He was killed in an accident about a year ago.
Oh, I'm sorry.
It's all right. It's all behind me now.
You remind me so much of the way Stephanie used to be.
Don't. I know, I know.
It's crazy.
I shouldn't be talking like that. I shouldn't have these feelings, but I do.
I don't understand what's stirring around, but it is.
It started the minute I opened the door to that suite, and there you were.
Please, you mustn't. Your smiling eyes and your easy laugh.
It's like remembering all over again the way it's supposed to be.
I feel so comfortable around you.
It's as if we should be spending the day together.
Preston, stop.
No matter how we feel, no matter what's happening, we mustn't let... You just
said we, didn't you?
Yes, but...
Haven't you ever wanted to just once in your life say to hell with the way we're
supposed to behave?
To hell with convention and right and wrong?
Who's this?
Ah, that's Kelly.
Lovely, isn't she?
Very young.
Very young.
I should like an introduction.
Good evening.
Lloyd, you can't do that to that kid.
What are you talking about?
I mean, he's a freak.
Kelly can take care of herself.
We passed a nice hotel just up the street.
I'm gonna drive us there and get a room.
If you want to stop me, do it now.
This isn't a daydream. This is real.
We'll never be able to make it go away.
Oh, don't.
We shouldn't have come here. It's wrong.
Can't be.
You can't deny how you feel right now.
Tomorrow I'll ask myself why and there won't be any answer.
I want you, Steffi. I mean it.
You made me feel very desirable today.
I'll never forget that.
But we can't do this, not just because of Stephanie.
I wouldn't be very proud of myself tomorrow, and I don't think you would be
either.
We can't shut out the real world.
Sorry, Miss Louane, but I don't have any idea what you're talking about.
I believe what I hear on the street.
And I don't appreciate any competition in the area.
Particularly not from amateurs. Go find yourself another playground.
Look, Miss, I don't understand your mumbo -jumbo.
I'm a photographer.
If you'd like to take some pictures, that's just fine.
Otherwise, I think you'd better leave.
You want me to rearrange this man's inventory?
I don't think that'll be necessary.
Mr. Lloyd has enough to think about right now.
Hi. I'm back. Sorry I was so long.
That's okay. I ordered up some ice and some munchies.
Oh, good.
Do you have a pen?
Oh, that's all right. My husband probably does.
Here we go.
Thank you.
Now, don't move.
Magnificent set.
Thank you. It was a gift from the defense minister of the Sudan.
Do you play?
Oh, yes.
What are you doing after dinner?
Be careful. I'm pretty good.
Really?
Perhaps we should make it interesting.
Small wager?
Oh, well.
Winning alone is enough of a goal.
I never gamble.
Would you answer that, Alexander, and take a message? I'm locked into place.
Hello?
Yes, she is, but I'm afraid she can't come to the phone just now. May I take a
message?
It's Harry, the bartender. He says he's just finished making up the pool for
tonight's 49ers game.
Would you like... Three numbers, as usual.
Tell him yes.
I wonder what's keeping
Paula.
Perhaps she's not joining us.
Maybe she's tired.
Do you think she's tired?
I don't know.
Why don't you tell me all about what you and Paula did today?
She won't mind. Or will she?
There's not much to tell. We took a drive across the bay for lunch. Did a
sightseeing.
Tell me, Preston.
How were the sights in room 32 of the Sausalito Bay Inn?
How did you... I guess I shouldn't make too much of it, though, should I?
I mean, you are a man, aren't you? And I haven't exactly been tending to your
needs, have I? Stephanie, please. It's not what you think.
I feel like such a damn idiot.
I fooled myself into thinking there was some reasonable explanation to this key
that I found. And you know, that wasn't very smart.
You should have left it there.
Or are you planning to use it again?
Stephanie, please. Let me explain. Please?
Prepped in my own sister.
You can go ahead and bag the man if you want to, but you don't have anything
that'll stick.
The girl who works for him used to be a pro, but that doesn't mean anything.
I don't know.
I say we blow the whistle.
At least it'll get him out of this house.
I'd like to try one more angle.
Let me guess.
You want me to get at the man through this young girl he's got his hook into,
right?
You expect me to believe that?
It's the truth.
Oh, I see.
You're just toying with the idea.
Like borrowing a handbag. Stephanie, please. Oh, stop it!
You sound just like Preston. Please, what? Please understand why you and my
husband ended up in a hotel room this afternoon.
Preston was not unfaithful to you today, Stephanie.
But not for lack of trying, hmm?
That's not fair.
Did he touch you?
Did he kiss you?
Why?
How could you have?
I don't know.
Maybe I was lonely.
Maybe I needed somebody.
Anybody.
Maybe I was angry with you because you didn't even have ten minutes to spend
with me today.
Maybe I looked at you, and you had everything, and I had nobody.
I just reminded him of you, you know.
Preston told me that you and he haven't... He told me what happened. I'm
Don't you dare use that as an excuse to me!
I'm very sorry that things were ruined here today.
God knows that isn't the way I meant it to be.
I'm sorry.
My philosophy regarding the staff is quite old -fashioned, I suppose.
It's also very simple.
I want my guests to feel as relaxed and comfortable as they would be in their
own homes.
An admirable goal.
Therefore, everyone is instructed to appear as inconspicuous as possible.
I
don't
suppose it would make any difference if I told you they were married.
I'll translate it for you.
It means you better think twice about hooking for Owen Lloyd. I supply the
action on this turf.
Why are you trying to frighten me?
Honey, if this scares you, you better get a bus ticket home.
No. I can't.
All right. Then you need to know Lloyd's operation is strictly third rate. Every
one of his girls is diseased and into drugs within three months. Furthermore,
he's inexperienced.
He doesn't know enough about the business to weed out the freaks and the
psychos.
Freak?
You put your body up for a fee, darling.
You've got to expect a little pain along the way.
Don't need to worry about that, though. We pay all your medical bills.
And our contacts with the vice squad are ironclad.
And another thing, I'm very proud of the fact that my girls only spend, on
average, about 30 days a year in the tank.
I think you guys are just trying to scare me.
Go. Go on. Get out of here.
This is Angie.
I think the two of you will get along quite well.
Where's Lloyd?
He owes me an introduction to a young lady who doesn't seem to be here.
Well, I'll be here soon.
Why don't you have me fix you up with one of the other girls?
Say, someone with a little more experience.
Are you offering your services, Helen?
No.
I won't offer any excuses.
There aren't any.
In my heart, I was unfaithful.
But your sister had a clearer view of what was happening, or we might...
Well... Anyway, one thing I do know.
We can't go on with things the way they are.
I'm sorry for not having more patience.
I've done the best I could, and all I do is hurt you.
Well, no more.
I love you, Steph.
She's gone.
Nobody knows where.
Lloyd introduced her to a man named Harold Butts, and they left.
Oh, God.
What? I know Harold Butts.
Peter, he's a freak.
Bad news.
If you don't find her quickly, she's going to be hurt.
Thanks, Rita.
I don't know. I don't know, I swear.
When I left, they were still there.
The police are on their way, mister.
You want to greet them with all your teeth in place, you've got to do better
than that. Okay, okay, okay.
He hangs out in Chinatown at a hotel called the Jade Palace.
Maybe he took her there.
Preston, please, don't do this to her.
If you leave, there can't be any talk, and if there's no talk, there's no
of repairing it.
It's a nightmare to think that because of what almost happened... It will
happen.
Sooner or later.
It wasn't me you wanted to make love to, was it?
There never was a future for us, Preston. We both knew that.
We shouldn't all pay for this.
We can't all be left with nothing.
I do love her, you know.
I know.
But I can't live with only half a marriage.
Not only is Mr. Howe a fine photographer, he's also a wonderfully
traveling companion.
I feel the same about Kai.
He's a man of great poise.
Dignity. I've entertained presidents and kings, and he's always been the epitome
of quiet decorum.
Ah, Mrs.
Cabot.
He does, however, have a rather odd hobby.
It's always a pleasure for me to meet someone who's new in town.
We're going to enjoy a memorable evening together.
It looks lovely on you, my dear.
I can't tell you how much I'm going to enjoy this.
I just came to pick up my things.
Remember this?
You bought it for me in Maui.
We never wanted to leave.
Everything was different then.
Dividing our time into thirds.
Eating. Lying on the beach.
Making love.
I want to be a woman again.
Oh, Stephanie, that's what I... Please, let me talk.
I am angry with you, Preston, but I know in time that will pass.
Right now, I'm much more frightened of losing our marriage.
I want to make love again.
I'm still scared.
I'm going to get help.
Well, maybe for now.
You just hold me.
Let me go.
Howard Butt's room.
My memory's really lousy this time, that Butt's. What room?
301!
It's over.
I
can't
go home yet.
Maybe soon, but not right now.
We understand.
Rita's going to let me stay with her for a while.
Terrific. I always knew you were a pushover.
She gets room and board in exchange for waiting tables at the jewel box.
And it sounds like heaven compared to... Well, you know.
You went to a lot of trouble on my account.
Oh, forget it.
No, I won't forget it.
But what I don't understand is why.
You don't know anything about me.
Oh, yes, you do.
You see...
He has this friend who threw away ten years of her life making the same
Stephanie. Are you and Preston, we're going home.
That's good.
I know there's nothing I could say. Paula, I can't condone what happened
you and Preston.
That would be a little too modern, wouldn't it?
But if, well, you know, if all this hadn't come up, I might have gone on
the events of my past destroy my life.
Maybe it was a jolt I needed.
Can we... I mean, is there any way that we can still... Of course there is.
Can you get some time off around here at Thanksgiving?
You bet.
Then you'll come and spend it with us.
We'll count our blessings together, huh?
And start all over.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Any chance of my getting a little sneak preview of what you're going to write
about my hotel? Before I arrived, I decided on a lead line for my review.
St. Gregory Oasis of Quiet Elegance.
I'm afraid I'm not going to be able to use it now.
Oh, dear.
Why not?
Because it's boring, that's why.
Hotels are made up of people, Victoria.
Complicated, fallible, unpredictable people.
You and your staff have made me feel very much at home here.
Have you thought of a new title?
No, but perhaps you'll have dinner with me on Saturday night and we'll think of
it together.
Well, how did it go?
What did you think?
I may have a better idea Sunday morning.
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