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(majestic music)

(waves crashing)

(opera music)

- (clapping) Bravo, bravo. (speaks Italian)

- Yeah.

I used to sing pretty good.

- Senor.

Senor, (speaks Italian)

- Yeah, help yourself.

(speaks Italian)

- Grazie, senor.

- Yeah.

Tony Risanti once had a bright future.

(ripping)

Yeah, but if you wanna hear a real voice--

- (speaks Italian)

- Shh, shh. (speaks Italian)

- Grazie, grazie, shh, shh.

(orchestral music)

(woman singing opera)

Bellissima, bellissima.

(woman singing opera)

- She's more than beautiful.

She's an angel.

- Angel?

Oh. (speaks Italian)

(woman singing opera)

- A nightingale.

(speaks Italian)

A nightingale.

Yeah, I like that.

She's gonna be a big star one day.

And I won't be around to see it.

- (speaks Italian)

- Put it down! (speaks Italian)

- (speaks Italian)

- Ah, forget it.

Have another drink.

(speaks Italian)

- Grazie, senor.

(waves crashing)

- That's the last one.

I think you've drunk enough.

(waves crashing)

You think I got it made, don't you?

Big house.

Fancy clothes.

Beautiful, talented wife.

Yeah, I bet you envy me.

Fact is, I'm no better off than you are.

I'm broke.

I'm flat broke.

I have creditors breathing heavily down my neck.

Matter of fact,

matter of fact, you better off than me.

You're nobody.

And nobody's chasing you.

That's why

I'm going to kill you.

(soft music)

Yeah.

I'm going to kill you.

- Grazie, senor.

(laughing)

- Grazie.

(mumbles)

I'm gonna dress you in my clothes.

I'm gonna toss you over this cliff.

With any luck, you won't be found for a week,

maybe more.

The way that current runs,

there won't be much left to find,

to identify.

(somber music)

Capisce?

- (speaks Italian)

- Yeah, I think you're drunk enough.

Come on.

(snaps fingers)

Hey.

Vieni qui.

Vieni.

- (speaks Italian)

- Vieni.

(somber music)

(suspenseful music)

(applause)

- Brava! (laughs)

Five curtains!

- Okay Marie, you win.

She bet me we'd go to five curtain calls, at least.

- Maybe more than that, listen to them.

- I'm listening.

You know, I don't know which I prefer.

Anna's voice, or the applause.

- Well of course, I always said

that she'd take London by storm.

- You always said?

Who said she was ready for London?

I had to persuade you.

- Come on, you must be joking, it was my idea.

- You're idea.

- Well of course it was my idea.

- For heaven sake, why don't you two call a truce,

and count the box office receipts, huh?

(laughing)

- That's a little vulgar isn't it,

but very precise.

Anyway, what does it matter?

It's a sell out from here to the end of the season,

it's a sell out, and we did it.

- Okay, Giles, we did it.

- Mm-hmm.

- Anna did it.

- You know something, she's right.

Anna did it.

- To Anna.

Anna, magnificent!

- Sam.

(laughing)

- Oh, baby, baby!

(kissing)

You were beautiful.

- It's a sell out.

I promise you, once the reviews are published,

it'll be a sell out.

- Oh Giles, you are always so commercial.

- Yes, of course, that's what I'm here for.

- How was I really?

- (speaks Italian) You were very good.

- Good!

- Good is the kind of phrase I understand.

- Come on, Anna, you know Maria always underplays it.

- oh, Maria knows a lot more about me,

and what's good for me, than you think.

- I hope I'm on a list.

- Hello, darling.

- You were wonderful.

- Thank you.

Here, some champagne for you.

- For you.

- How lovely.

- Evening, gentlemen.

Tell me, how does it feel to be representing

the world's greatest singer?

- Oh, now let us not get carried away.

- Listen, you're no judge,

you weren't sitting out front.

Honestly, it was an unforgettable experience.

- Yeah, Marie thought she was pretty good too.

- Come on, let's have some more champagne.

- No, no, Giles, please.

I promised Hal, do you mind?

- Anna, Sam and I were wondering

if you could spare a few minutes.

- Tomorrow.

- Anna, baby, we have to talk to you.

- And I wanna talk to you.

- Darling, it's important.

- What I have to say is important too,

but let's do it tomorrow, please.

Come on now, everybody out,

I have to change.

- All right, all right.

Goodnight.

- Goodnight, darling.

- And don't stay up too late. - I promise, Giles.

(kisses)

- Have fun. - Oh, I will.

- Now she wants to talk to us.

What do you think?

- Well, we'll soon find out, wont' we?

- It couldn't be about the Russian tour, could it Sam?

She's got to honor that.

- Of course she will.

- Yes, of course.

Ah, Mr. Bridie.

This is gonna be a very exhausting season for Anna.

And I would, we would appreciate it

if you could get her home before--

- She turns into a pumpkin.

- I'm being serious, Mr. Bridie.

- Mr. Turner, I promise you,

I shall be exceedingly responsible.

- Night, Mr. Bridie.

- Goodnight.

Be nice to Hal Bridie.

He might be president of the Unites States one day.

So be nice to him.

- Bridie?

- That's the whisper in diplomatic circles.

They are saying, give him a few more years to mature--

- And he might make it.

- That's what they're saying.

- If he doesn't stumble.

If he doesn't stumble along the way.

- (laughs) It's Uncle Bruno, he didn't forget.

- He never does.

- (gasps) Did we remember to send him a birthday card?

- We always do remember.

- Good.

Let's see, who's this?

- A real, live duke.

- Oh, hold still. (giggles)

- Oh, what is this?

People are absolutely marvelous, aren't they?

Even complete strangers.

- Yes, yes.

- Best wishes for tonight, thinking of you.

Maria, do you like London?

- Yes, si.

- Do you think that you might like to stay here?

- To stay?

- Mm-hmm.

Did this come with the others?

- Well, I suppose so.

Yes.

What did you mean about staying in London?

- Well whoever sent it,

wanted to remain anonymous, see?

- I always said you'd make it.

Well, it could be any one of a hundred people.

You were always meant to be a star, cara Anna.

- Thank you, Maria.

(suspenseful music)

He always used to send me a single carnation.

- Que?

Who?

- Mm, someone long ago and far away.

- An old lover, hmm?

Well, maybe he turned up again.

- No chance.

- Oh.

- Maria, I want you to send all of these flowers

to a local hospital.

- All of these, mamma mia,

don't you want to take some of it for your room?

- No, tonight, please.

Ciao, and thank you.

- Ciao, bone note.

(sighs)

- Where are we going?

- Well, we're gonna make a token appearance at the embassy.

- Mm-hmm.

- Gonna shake a few hundred hands.

- Oh, and then?

- And then,

how about an elegant dinner for two?

Which, by sheer coincidence,

is now being prepared at my place.

- Oh.

- Unless you'd rather stay here.

- Oh, could we skip the token appearance?

- We could.

(kissing)

Yes, we will.

- (giggles) Good, I'm starving.

- Ah, but you love me.

- Oh, I adore you.

I just hope that you're--

(suspenseful music)

The caviar was wonderful,

and the champagne was too, thank you.

- Where's my dessert?

(suspenseful music)

Do you know how good you are at kissing?

(laughs)

- Come on, I'll get you a night cap.

(suspenseful music)

Sam!

- Hello, Sam.

- I uh,

feel like a peeping Tom.

- Well, what are you doing here?

Don't tell me this is Giles idea of checking up on me.

- No.

It was entirely my idea.

And a very stupid one.

I'm sorry.

I'll go back to my room.

See you tomorrow, as arranged.

- No, come on now.

If you thought it was important enough

to sit up and wait.

Let's talk about it.

- I thought it was.

- I'll fix us a drink, Sam.

- Thank you, darling.

- It was what you said today

about seeing us tomorrow.

You said it was important.

I got a sort of funny feeling in my stomach.

Important.

So I thought, if it's that important,

maybe I should hear about it before Giles.

Giles fixes the tours, but,

me, Anna, I've managed you

for most of your professional life.

- It is that important, Sam.

Your drink, darling.

- A drink.

To brace me?

Anna, you're beginning to scare me.

- Oh, it isn't that bad.

At least not for me.

(glasses clink)

Hal's gonna be assigned to the embassy here.

It's a very important assignment.

- Well, that's great.

Congratulations, Hal.

- Well, it hasn't been confirmed yet, Sam.

- Oh, it's a mere formality,

it will be by the end of the month.

It's the first step.

It means a three or four year stay in England.

I guess you could say he's on his way.

- She's a wonderful optimist, Sam.

- (laughs) Well, the point being, of course,

is that he's going to stay,

and so am I.

We're going to be married.

- Married?

- Yes.

- Now that's an announcement, Sam.

That really merits congratulations.

- Oh, sure.

It's just that I expected,

I don't know what I expected.

But married.

- I wanted her to tell you more gently, Sam,

some other way, but-- (sighs)

- Thanks.

- Oh, come on, Sam.

It isn't that unusual.

Be happy for me.

- Anna, I am happy for you, of course.

It's just that,

it changes so many things, that's all.

Soon?

- Very soon.

- Well, you said it was important, but,

I didn't think that,

there's a lot to do.

- I know.

- No, I mean arrangements.

Giles won't like it, he won't like it a bit.

Of course, he'll wanna get the maximum publicity out of it.

But that could be good.

Yeah.

The right story released when I say so,

the public loves a love story.

It could snowball.

It could grow, and build,

and we could ride straight into Russia on the back--

- Sam, there isn't gonna be a Russian tour.

London is my swan song.

- Huh?

- I don't wanna sing anymore.

I just wanna get married.

- That's ridiculous.

That's the stupidest thing I ever heard!

- Sam, when I finish here, I finish.

I'm gonna retire and become Mrs. Hal Bridie.

- Retire?

But Anna, you are just hitting the heights.

You just got to the top.

- Sam, isn't that the best time to stop?

- The Russian tour.

The Russian tour, four months, it's all arranged.

- Sam, Sam!

When the season is over here,

it's over for the both of us.

- She is an artist.

A great artist.

The world is at her feet.

- So am I, Sam.

- Well,

if it's what you really want.

- It is.

And you can't change my mind, Sam, it's made up.

- Anna, baby.

(kissing)

- Thank you, Sam.

- They don't come luckier than you, Bridie.

- I know.

- No chance?

- (laughs) No chance.

Matter of fact, tomorrow I'm gonna look at a house

that we might buy.

(wind blowing)

(items falling)

(opera music)

- Who's that?

Is there someone there?

(suspenseful music)

Who is that?

(suspenseful music)

- Anna.

My nightingale.

My little nightingale.

I brought us some good ol' Italian brandy.

Good for the throat, like the old days, remember?

- But you're dead.

- Back from the dead.

You sure you won't?

It's the fine house, Anna.

Not as good as Capri maybe, but it's a fine house.

I was there last night, Anna.

I was proud of you.

The notes, just like I taught you.

I hate to admit it, better than I taught you.

- Tony?

- That's better.

- My God, Tony.

- I was beginning to think you'd forgotten me.

Yeah, it's a great house, Anna.

Course, you gotta do lots to it before you move in.

You sure you won't?

I'm not a ghost, Anna.

I'm alive.

I am very much alive.

And I'm ready to go.

I know, it's a shock.

11 years, baby.

Hey, at least I kept my hair.

Things are going good for you, baby.

You're a star.

A great, big, shining star.

- But where have you been?

Why didn't you let me know that you were alive?

- I had this dizzy spell, Anna.

Amnesia, yeah, that's it, amnesia.

- But I don't underst--

I mean,

there was a body, they pulled you out of the sea.

- Ah, probably some drifter who broke into my house

and stole my clothes.

(laughs) Authority, how can they make a mistake

about a thing like that?

Yeah, probably some down and out

who stole my wallet and

maybe that ring you gave me.

You remember that ring, Anna?

A little, bright red stone.

- My God, Tony.

What have you done?

Did you kill somebody?

- That'd be very difficult to prove, Anna.

I was cremated, remember?

It's hard to prove anything

when the body doesn't exist anymore.

- You did.

You murdered someone, didn't you?

I protected you, baby.

Time was running out for me.

I had debts up to here, most of them gambling.

And you know those guys play rough.

They don't care who gets in the way.

And you most surely would've gotten in the way.

I protected you, baby.

I protected you.

Okay.

Now,

now it's my turn.

- What are you talking about?

- Anna.

I tried to break it to you gently.

- Did you send me that carnation?

- Yeah.

I always had a thing about carnations.

I've been so happy for you, Anna.

Me, I had a voice.

Not bad.

Not good enough.

But you-- - What do you want, Tony?

- My rights, Anna.

You're still my wife.

- You?

- Legally.

Morally.

You're still my wife, Anna.

Hey, I'm no fool.

11 years is too long.

Too far apart.

There's too much ground to make up and

we've changed, Anna, we've both changed.

I watched you change.

You're a star, Anna.

You're at the very top of your profession.

And you're just a step away from marrying

10 million dollars.

Yeah.

Hal Bridie.

You know what they say about him, baby?

Give you a couple of breaks,

and in a few years time,

you just may wind up in the White House.

That's why I'm here, baby.

That's why I came back.

That's the kind of action I understand, Anna.

That's the kind of action I wanna piece of.

One whisper from me now,

and Bridie's finished.

And a guy like me,

I'm not a whisper.

I'm a yell.

I'm a whole, lousy Yankee Stadium shouting

in a home run.

- You wouldn't.

- I not only would,

I have to.

I haven't changed.

I'm still up to here.

I'm drowning, Anna.

Bridie's money looks like a life raft.

I'm not wrapping it up.

It's blackmail, Anna.

It's blackmail. - Tony, you're crazy.

$40,000, Anna, then I'm gone.

I'm dead.

I'm as dead as I've been these past 11 years.

$40,000, Anna, and I never existed.

- No, Tony, no.

I know you, I know you, Tony, no.

No, no.

- For pity sake, Anna,

he probably spends that much

in feed for his race horses.

40 grand, Anna, 40 grand, and I'm gone.

- No, Tony, because you keep coming back again and again.

- When I make a deal, I stick to it.

- Tony, you never stuck to a deal in your life.

- But this time, Anna, this time I promise.

What's the alternative?

I'll blow the story to the papers.

And suddenly, you are not a widow anymore,

you are Mrs. Tony Risanti,

and Hal Bridie, he's playing around

with another guy's wife.

And he's dead.

- (yells) No!

(falls)

(panting)

(somber music)

All right.

All right.

I'll get the money.

(somber music)

I said I'll get the money,

now come on, don't play games.

Come on, Tony, come on.

(somber music)

Oh.

Tony.

Oh my God.

(somber music)

Tony.

(honking)

(somber music)

- Bridie?

Mrs. Bridie?

Mrs. Bridie.

I'm Mr. Purvell.

I hope I'm not being presumptuous

addressing you as Mrs. Bridie,

I hope it's not bad luck or something,

but Mr. Bridie made it quite clear to me that

you and he,

are you feeling well?

You're looking quite pale.

- Oh, I'm fine, thank you.

- Ah.

Excitement, perhaps.

- Yes.

- I hope the house is to your liking,

the decision to buy is yours, I understand.

- I'm not sure.

- Oh.

But Mr. Bridie seemed so very sure.

- Well I just haven't had a chance

to think it over.

- Of course, another week or two.

I want to make a sale, naturally,

but another week or two can't do any harm.

Nice, this cellar, isn't it?

(somber music)

- It'll dry using a low damper.

- Mr. Purvell,

it just occurred to me that perhaps

you might be able to keep other people

from coming to the house and seeing it

until I've really had a chance to make up my mind

about what it is exactly that I--

- Now that sounds possessive to me,

and very encouraging.

You have made up your mind, haven't you?

(somber music)

(buzzer buzzing)

- Yes.

- Anna?

- Just a moment.

(clears throat)

Hello.

- Hello.

(kissing)

Sorry I missed ya

out at the house today.

Apparently I got there seconds after you'd been and gone.

- Oh, I'm so sorry, I completely forgot.

I would've stayed, I had rehearsal.

- No, no, it was my fault, I was late.

- No, darling, it was a wasted trip for you.

Let me fix you a drink.

- Thanks.

- Well it wasn't really wasted,

I had another look around our future home.

- Oh.

- It's a fine house, isn't it?

A family house.

There are a lot of things I'd like to change

in some of the rooms,

but basically it's fine.

- Did you go into the house?

- Yeah, Purvell had a spare set of keys.

Hey those bedrooms, they're terrific, aren't they?

They're a hell of a size.

And that cellar.

My gracious, that cellar is something else again.

You could turn it into anything.

A den, a fun room.

It's got lots and lots of storage space.

Hey,

should you be doing that?

- Hmm?

- Drinking hard liquor,

I thought singers had to be careful

about that kinda thing.

- Well, I'm not a saint,

you know that better than anyone.

- Are you all right?

Anna, are you all right?

- I'm fine, darling.

I just, I'm running late.

I have to get over to the theater.

- Well is it yes or no?

- What?

- What?

The house, lady, do I buy it or not,

the final decision is up to you.

- Oh, well, I really haven't had

enough time to think about it, darling.

I need some more time to think about it.

All right?

(door shuts)

(orchestra tuning)

- Solo mio, what's wrong?

- Nothing.

- Come on, it's Maria you are talking to.

Something is wrong, tell me, what?

- Where's Sam?

- I don't know.

Oh yes, he was called away to the phone.

Why, do you want him?

- Yes.

(orchestra tuning)

(mysterious music)

- You wanted me, baby?

- Maria, I thought I told you

to get rid of these flowers.

- Cara, I did.

These are tonight's flowers.

- Tonight's?

- Si.

- Oh, I supposed they could've been ordered yesterday.

- Uh, I suppose so.

- Anna?

Maria said you wanted me.

- You remember Tony?

- Tony?

- Yes, big, beautiful, dumb Tony,

who fell off a cliff and got himself killed.

- Yeah, yeah sure I remember him.

I didn't know him that well, but--

What's all this about, Anna?

- Sam.

Maria, would you please--

- [Man] (knocking) One minute, Miss Cartell.

- Anna.

If there's something bothering you, tell me.

Anything I can do, I'll do.

(orchestra tuning)

(suspenseful music)

(Anna singing opera)

- Well thank heaven for one thing.

- Hmm?

- She wasn't like this last time

when the critics were here.

- Like what?

- Can't you hear it?

She's off.

Pitchy.

- Anna is the best.

- She can be.

Not tonight.

She's ragged, tense, as though,

what's wrong with her?

(Anna singing opera)

(abruptly stops)

(orchestra playing)

(continues singing)

(stops singing)

(orchestra playing)

(crowd chatter)

(mysterious music)

- Darling, I promise you, I'm all right.

- You still look pale to me.

- You spoke to the doctor, he told you,

it isn't anything but nerves.

- That may be,

but just the same, Anna,

I am gonna stay here until--

- Darling, please.

I promise you,

it isn't anything that a good night's sleep won't cure.

- Really?

Anna.

Anna, I was four rows back,

I could see your face very clearly.

Anna, you were terrified.

- Oh, darling, don't be foolish.

- And whoever it was that terrified you, Anna,

was in that box.

I couldn't see him, a man, that's all.

Who was he?

- Oh,

I don't know what you're talking about.

- Really?

- Now come on, you are the one

that's keeping me from a quick and speedy

recovery to complete health.

Please go home, darling,

I just want to go to bed, I'm so tired.

I just wanna sleep.

- Anna,

listen.

Whoever he was, whatever it is,

you can tell me.

Anything.

- It's nothing.

Now come on.

I'll call you in the morning,

or you call me, whatever.

Early, why don't you call me early.

- Very early, Anna.

(kisses)

(somber music)

(key turns)

(music crescendos)

(man singing opera)

- Tony?

Tony.

(man singing opera)

Tony, please don't play games like this,

please, Tony.

Tony, don't do this to me, please don't.

Please, Tony.

(man singing opera)

Tony.

(man singing opera)

Tony.

(man singing opera)

(candlestick drops)

(door shuts)

(car engine starts)

(footsteps)

(orchestra tuning)

- (sighs)

Anna?

Anna, baby.

You wanna talk about it?

Okay,

so don't talk about it.

That's okay with me.

But there's an awful lot of people

waiting outside to see you.

You're not gonna disappoint them, are you?

- I don't think I can go on, Sam.

- Of course you can.

That's foolish talk, you're an artist.

You have a public, a public that loves you.

You have an obligation, Anna.

You wanna rest?

You can have a rest.

We'll cancel the remainder of the season.

But not tonight.

Not with a full house waiting.

Please, Anna.

For me.

- Sam, I--

- For me, Anna.

I never asked you a single favor before.

- All right.

- That's my girl.

(knocking)

- Sam?

Sam, what's going on?

- Anna's fine, Hal.

Little attack of nerves.

Happens to us all, even the best.

Now why don't you go back, take your seat,

and listen to some of the greatest singing you ever heard.

Please, Hal.

- All right, Sam.

- Anna, baby?

(clapping)

- Mr. Turner, is she going on, what's happening?

- I don't know.

- Well what do I tell the audience?

- You don't have to tell them anything.

Miss Cartell's performance tonight will reassure them.

(clapping)

(applause, cheering)

(orchestra plays)

(singing opera)

(applause, cheering)

(speaking Italian)

- Fantastic, Anna.

- Thanks.

- Thank you, Sam.

- Miss Cartell, another bow.

- Oh, no, no.

- I thought you were beyond improvement.

But tonight, fantastic!

- Maria, I have to fix this button,

it came undone onstage.

(mysterious music)

- I can't cancel now,

We booked the theater for another five weeks.

- I said cancel, and I meant it.

Look, you tell the press,

no more performances for Miss Cartell

until further notice.

- And what reason do it give?

- For pity sake, it's your job to think of something.

Something serious, but not too alarming.

- How about the black plague?

- Oh, very funny.

- Or pre-wedding nerves?

- A virus infection.

That'll work.

Look, we were out east a couple of weeks ago, right?

So she could've easily picked up something out there.

It's acute, but not too debilitating.

- Come on, Sam, will the doctor substantiate that?

I mean, the insurance company will want to know.

- Mr. Turner,

I am beginning to wonder if you're human.

Anna's sick, that's obvious,

and all you can do is stand here

and rant on, and on, about tours and canceled dates.

Don't you give a damn about her?

- And don't you know how long it takes

to set up a thing like this?

These tours, this season--

- Oh, shut up, Giles.

- What did you say?

- I said, shut up.

He's right.

Anna's all that matters.

(door shuts)

- Well how is she, doctor?

- Physically, she's as sound as a bell.

- Ah, the press will love that.

- You don't need a medical man.

You need a psychiatrist.

- What do you mean, she needs a psychiatrist?

- Oh that's even better.

That's great.

Opera star goes stark raving mad.

- Giles, I told you to shut up.

- Sam, Sam.

What do you mean, she needs a psychiatrist, doctor,

what did she say?

- She's very disturbed about something.

I don't know what, she wouldn't tell me.

Look, it's not my field,

but I'd say she was suffering from an acute anxiety.

- What sort of anxiety?

- Fear.

She's scared out of her wits.

- Of what?

- It's not my field.

I've, um, given her a couple of pills,

quieted her down.

That's all I can do for the moment.

You need a psychiatrist.

Goodnight, gentlemen.

- Goodnight, doctor.

Thank you for coming.

- Now that's marvelous, isn't it?

I've got to face the press, with what?

An anxiety neurosis?

- Look, I told you.

She picked up an infection.

- Pity she didn't give it to you.

(door shuts)

- Sam.

There's a man at the embassy,

a doctor in psychiatry.

He is brilliant and discreet.

I'm gonna call him.

(phone dialing)

- Hal, I'd rather you didn't.

- Why?

- Hotel switchboards, you know what I mean?

This is not something we want broadcast.

- All right, Sam.

I'll get a hold of them at the embassy.

At least he can advise us on the best thing to do.

I'll see you later, Sam.

I don't want her left alone.

- I'll call Marie.

I'll have her come over and spend the night.

Don't worry, I'll stick around 'til she gets here.

(door shuts)

(sighs)

(phone dialing)

Anna, you should be in bed.

- I want a drink.

- Anna, that's silly.

A drink won't do any good.

- I want a drink.

- The doctor gave you pills,

did he say you could drink with them?

- He didn't say I couldn't.

Besides, I haven't taken them.

- Okay.

Just one.

I could use a drink myself.

- I'm sorry, Sam, I've disappointed you.

All of you.

- I can take it.

And Giles?

He'll have to take it.

- No, it's not fair.

You've all worked so hard.

- Ah, it's not the end of the world.

You were singing better than you've ever sung before.

You'll be back.

I'll drink to that.

Are you feeling better?

- Now that I'm here, yes.

It's like some sort of a terrible nightmare.

Bad dream, I guess, that never happened.

- That's my girl.

- Sam, I know you wanna cancel.

But don't.

- Hmm?

- Let's try one more night.

- Well, It'd be great if you could.

We'll talk about it in the morning, huh?

- All right.

(buzzer buzzing)

- Babe.

Flowers for you.

No card.

(mysterious music)

Wow, they're beautiful!

- Oh, God, no, no, no! (crying)

- Anna!

I'm not playing along anymore.

No more humoring.

You are gonna tell me what's going on.

Anna, you are going to tell me.

- It's Tony.

- Tony?

- My husband, Tony!

- Huh?

But Tony's dead, Anna.

- No, no, he isn't.

I mean, he wasn't, I mean, I don't know.

Oh Sam, I think I killed him.

(car driving)

- Well obviously it wasn't murder.

It was an accident.

At worst, it was manslaughter.

- But Sam, he wasn't there.

- Wasn't he?

You pushed him, right?

He tripped.

Fell down the stairs.

Then he was dead.

Put his body in the cupboard.

And when you went back, the cupboard was bare.

- Yes.

- Are you sure?

- I told you, Sam.

- You told me what you saw.

You, Anna.

You know what I think?

I think this thing has got all mixed up in your mind.

- What do you mean?

- I'll tell you what I mean.

I think that your mind

made you see what you wanted to see.

An empty cupboard.

No Tony.

You couldn't bare the guilt.

So, your mind just wiped it away.

- But what about all those flowers tonight?

- Well what about them?

Lots of people send you flowers.

- Dozens and dozens of carnations?

- Carnations, roses.

- No, Sam, no, when I went back, he wasn't there.

- Maybe.

(sighs)

Right.

Well now we'll find out, won't we?

Or, don't you wanna find out?

Come on.

(suspenseful music)

(music crescendos)

Anna!

You can't run away from this one, Anna.

For how long?

They'll check back and find out who he is.

Then they'll find out that you were here.

Now I am not gonna let you go to prison, Anna.

You told me what happened, and I believe you.

It was an accident.

An unhappy accident.

- Yes, it was, Sam.

- Now accidents can happen anytime.

Anywhere.

So why don't I fix it

that this accident happened someplace else?

(suspenseful music)

(applause)

(distant applause)

- Sam?

- You're off the hook, Anna.

I took him to Barham.

That's in Kent, miles away.

There's an old mineshaft there.

Tony's at the bottom of it.

with any luck, he won't be found for months.

Years, even.

And we could both do with a little luck.

- Poor Sam.

Sam.

- You owe me, Anna.

You owe me the performance of your life.

(kisses)

I'll see ya later.

(orchestra tuning)

Anna.

It's okay.

(door shuts)

- Sam.

Sam!

Oh.

Oh, I was just coming to find you.

- Why me?

You're onstage in a few minutes.

- Oh, it doesn't matter.

All that matters is that I love you.

- Oh, I love you too.

- More than anything in the world,

and I'd never do anything to hurt you.

You, or your career,

or anything like that.

- Hurt me.

My career.

Anna, what's wrong?

- Nothing, darling, nothing.

- Don't you tell me nothing is wrong,

I know you better than that.

It has something to do with the house, doesn't it?

Doesn't it?

Anna, I have to tell you,

the other night, I followed you.

I followed you to that house,

I watched you go in, and I waited.

And when you came out,

you drove away as though

the devil himself were after you.

- Oh Hal, I've done something awful,

I don't know what to do.

Sam's tried to cover it,

but he's wrong, I just know he's wrong.

'Cause they'll find him.

They'll find him, and it'll lead to me,

and through me to you,

and I can't let that happen, I just won't.

- Anna, what are you talking about?

- Darling, if ever there was a time for honesty--

- What are you talking about, Anna,

you're not making any sense at all.

- My husband Tony, I killed him.

- You what?

(singing opera)

(orchestra playing)

(applause, cheering)

(phone rings)

- Hello?

- [Hal] Anna.

- Darling, it's so late, I've been waiting for you.

Where have you been?

I've been terribly worried.

- I'm sorry, I just managed to a hold of O'Hara now.

Just listen. (distant opera music)

He is down at Barham now,

but what he has to say just doesn't add up.

Now he found Tony's body all right,

just where you said where Sam put it.

But the thing that doesn't make any sense at all,

you told me that Tony, he fell down the stairs.

(distant opera music)

Anna, he was stabbed to death.

Anna, do you hear me?

Anna?

Anna, what's wrong?

(distant opera music)

Anna, answer me!

(opera music)

(dummy falls)

(record playing opera)

- You're dead!

(yells) You're dead!

- Yes, he's dead.

Dead and hidden away where no one will find him.

I saw to that, baby, I look after your interests,

I always do.

You should be grateful.

Tony was a shark.

An opportunist.

You have to be grateful, Anna.

- But Sam?

Who's done all of this to me?

Why?

- You have to destroy before you can build again.

It's like good poker playing.

You establish independency,

you get ahead,

then you have to stay that way.

You committed a crime.

And I helped you get away with it.

You owe me, baby.

You belong to me now, body and soul.

And voice.

Particularly the voice.

Retiring.

Stepping down off the ladder

just when I heaved you to the top on my shoulders.

My shoulders, Anna.

I spent money, and sweat,

and a big chunk of my life on you, baby.

You're my investment.

We're partners forever now.

Because you need me.

And I need you.

- Sam, no.

- Sam, yes!

You hit me with that marriage news the other day

and my world rocked.

It would've crumbled right away if Tony hadn't--

- If Tony hadn't,

if Tony hadn't what?

Did you see Tony?

But you,

you couldn't have, Sam, he was--

I didn't kill him, did I?

I didn't kill him, did I, Sam?

- Tony's dead.

He died 11 years ago, remember?

- What happened, Sam?

What really happened?

- I think you just stunned him.

I think you just stunned him, Anna, that's all.

And he decided to exploit the situation,

and his first thought was Sam.

The man who had most to lose if you retired.

You were more than willing, weren't you, Sam,

'cause you weren't gonna let Anna go at any price.

Between them, they cooked up a scheme

to send you half crazy.

Isn't that how it was, Sam?

You used Tony as long as you needed him,

and then you stuck a knife in his chest.

I'd hate to have to hit you, Sam, I really would.

(somber music)