Thriller

- Magnificent, isn't she?

Why are they always she?

I beg your pardon?

Cars, why are they always she?

- I don't know, perhaps because they're so sensuous.

She is magnificent.

Been haunting me all week.

I live just around the corner and I pass by every day.

And every day I stop.

May I?

Please.

How much is she?

Is this a serious inquiry?

Deadly.

You may be dealing with my entire life savings.

- Well, we have it priced up at 6,500 pounds.

Let's see, in dollars that would be--

- I think I can make the equation.

It's an awful lot of money.

- It's an awful lot of motor car.

Here you go.

Thanks.

Peter.

Hmm?

- I really blew my mind today and my bank balance.

- That's good, it's great.

Here?

I bought myself a new car.

Good.

- Actually it's an investment, though.

That's about it.

Thanks.

- Does it match this year's color?

The car?

Well, it isn't new.

You'd never know it, it's only had one owner, Peter.

Did I tell you about Von whatever his name is, the

German?

Yeah.

- He's here, flew in today, wants to meet you.

He runs half the fashion mags in his country

and the other half don't matter.

- Alright, alright, I'll meet him, I'll charm him.

- It's not just for me, I mean, I get a commission.

But guess who he wants for the model?

- Alright, alright I'll meet him.

Set it up, okay?

Now don't you wanna see it?

See what?

Oh you, my car!

Come on, my new horseless carriage.

Oh, and I do mean carriage.

I didn't even take a test run, I knew it was for me.

- How, does it have your monogram on the door?

You'll see why.

Well?

Isn't it beautiful?

Peter, say something.

Well, I don't believe it.

Oh, it's real.

And it is packed with labor-saving devices.

Actually a girl could get fat from the lack of exercise.

But, what a lack.

Oh, Peter.

Darling--

Where'd you get it?

- It was outside with a note from an anonymous admirer.

Where do you think I got it?

The showroom around the corner.

Helen, it's crazy.

What?

It's too big.

It's too expensive, it's too .

It's ridiculous.

It's my whim of the week.

Whim?

Darned expensive whim.

Wait a sec, how much did it cost you?

6,300 pounds.

In pounds it sounds less.

6,300.

- Actually, I beat him down, it was--

Down?

Are you jealous?

- Helen, darling, don't be so darned foolish.

Jealous, why should I be?

It's you I'm thinking of, your finances.

I can afford it.

Just.

- Just, and there's the crux of the matter.

Look, let's be logical about this.

You live in town, right?

You take cabs almost everywhere.

Now what do you want with a wagon like this?

What on earth compelled you to buy it?

Compelled me?

Peter, it's a...

Well, it's a status symbol.

It'll pay for itself in publicity.

- You of all people, you just don't need

a prop to boost you, just you yourself is enough.

Well, it's my money.

- Yes and you shouldn't be trusted to handle it.

- Oh, wow, you sound like my financial

advisor or agent or something.

Well, aren't I, almost?

From the moment you arrived here

who set up almost all your assignments?

Who's looked after you?

You have, Peter, but I--

- Right and I'm advising you now, send it back.

Send it back?

- You just don't need a car like this!

How do you know what I need?

It's mine, I had to have it.

Had to?

Look, if you send it back now,

tell them you've had second thoughts, they'll understand.

You probably won't lose--

Do you realize how much a car

like this will cost you to run?

Helen?

I'll come back when you've recovered your sanity.

- Actually, it's von Piernatzkarhart.

I think von what's-his-name is easier, don't you?

He wants to meet us for lunch tomorrow.

I suggested that new place, Pernino's.

You've wanted to go there haven't you?

- A woman, I guess it had to be a woman.

- What are you talking about?

Oh, thanks.

When I was out driving just a little

while ago I was on a country road

and there was nothing around and

all of a sudden I heard a scream.

- Probably somebody noticed the way you drive.

No.

It was inside the car, really.

Right inside.

It was terrible.

Hey, it was the car.

It had to be, didn't it?

Probably a brake seizing up, a screech of metal.

Is that possible?

- Well, it happens, not often, but it does.

I told you, get rid of that car.

Peter.

- Alright, keep it if it pleases you so much.

You'll be there, won't you?

Where?

Tomorrow, von what's-his-name.

Oh, yes, of course.

What time?

- About one o'clock, that alright?

Yeah.

- You can try out your new status symbol on him.

It's quite easy to park around there.

Is it?

- You don't even know where Pernino's is, do you?

You go down Hamilton Terrace

and turn right into Marlborough Place.

Have you got it?

Mm-hmm.

- She's bound to be a little bit late.

All women are, aren't they?

Not in my country.

- Oh, no, no, no, not in your country.

Women are always early in your country.

Helen won't be that late.

So, uh...

Meanwhile, if you want go ahead.

We could begin the discussion without her.

You are a photographer?

Yes.

Quite a good one.

Not the most brilliant, but a good one.

Well, I try.

Good photographers are...

What is the phrase?

Ten-a-something.

Ten a penny.

Exactly.

Now, Miss Cook, that is different.

Personally, she's not my taste at all,

but at this moment her face, her body,

they are the mode, in, they are in demand.

I can assure you--

No, you cannot assure me.

My assurance is damaged.

I want Miss Cook, I will tolerate you.

And what happens?

I get you and no Miss Cook.

Now, in my country--

Mr. Tower?

Me.

Call for you, signore.

Hello?

In Reigate?

That's miles out in the country, it's 40 miles from London.

What in the hell are you doing at Reigate?