Pretty Poison

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Your record here has been good, Dennis.

- Shouldn't have any trouble. - Let's hope, Mr. Azenauer.

As you know, I'll be your case officer.

Here's the phone number where you'll check in with me every week.

- Understand that? - Yes, sir.

It'll help if you also look on me as your friend, Dennis.

I'll do my best, Mr. Azenauer.

Psychologists say you're a bright guy.

Your best should be good enough.

Now, you know where you report for your job?

Yes. It's typed very neatly, sir.

Lowell Lumber and Supply.

What do they know about me?

The truth, Dennis.

They know you got in a jam when you were younger.

You've been taken care of for a while, and now you're okay again. Period.

This isn't a prison.

No one's gonna treat you like you've been in one. Understand?

Sounds good, sir.

It'll be what you make it, Dennis-

You and no one else.

Well, good luck. Any questions?

No, sir.

Although, I must tell you, Mr. Azenauer-

A lumber yard does seem like a slight waste of my talents.

Is that so?

Yes, sir.

I've been taking a secret course in interplanetary navigation.

I had hoped to be appointed to the first Venus rocket.

- Cut that out, Dennis. - I was kidding, sir.

These fantasies of yours can be dangerous.

- Now you lay off that stuff. - Yes, sir.

Well, I better not miss my bus to the lumber yard.

You'll be hearing from me.

Dennis.

Believe me, Dennis, you're going out...

into a very real and very tough world.

It's got no place at all for fantasies.

Forward, ha! Hup, two, hup.

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

- Morning, Mr. Bronson. - Hello, Dennis.

Mrs. Bronson?

- Hi, Mrs. B. - Good morning, Dennis.

Uh, do me a favor, will ya? Drop this off for processing?

- Oh, sure. - Thanks.

Oh, uh, better leave it in your own name, if you won't mind.

- Why? - Thanks, Mrs. Bronson.

- Dennis, aren't you having any breakfast? - That's okay.

I had a couple of high-energy biscuits. See ya!

About time, Pitt.

Yes. Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

- All right, Pitt, what happened? - I don't know, sir.

- All of a sudden it just went crazy. - "All of a sudden," huh?

That's-That's certainly how it seemed, sir.

Of course, as I don't have to tell you, I didn't actually see it...

because I was concentrating on my scope.

L-Look here, Mr. Munsch, you don't doubt me, do you?

Oh, no, Pitt. I don't doubt you.

I just wish I could prove what I don't doubt about you.

I'd- I'd-

"Lascivious carriage".

That's an interesting phrase.

- Never heard it. - Says here troopers arrested a fella, 43...

and a girl, 39...

for lascivious carriage.

Means they were doing things to each other.

Oh, boy. Let's see.

Ah. Fall Road. It figures.

- Why? - You must be new in town, kiddo.

- Fairly. - Fall Road-

That's back in the woods.

You go down Lane to where there's some, uh, birch trees.

You arrive at make-out alley.

Oh. In other words, a well-known local meeting place.

- Oh. - Clandestine.

Clan who?

One of those troopers was a rookie.

Imagine-A 25-year-old cop arresting a 43-year-old man...

for something he'd give his right arm to be doing himself.

Yeah. I bet before they made the pinch...

they spent 20 minutes watching.

Hi.

- Anyone got change for a quarter? - Sure.

Say-You aren't playing hooky from school, are you?

With the grades you need for college these days...

you must be insane.

Merci.

Don't say a word. Act perfectly natural. We're under surveillance.

Rendezvous tonight. Bring this object.

Spring Street Movie House, 8:00 p.m., seventh row, balcony, left side.

Got that? Make your phone call. Don't look after me.

What?

You've been of greater service than you know.

Thank you. Good-bye.

I said good night, didn't I?

- Oh! - You're a reckless kid.

Hey-What's this all about?

- Who are you? - My name is Dennis Pitt.

- That's already more than you should know. - What was in that bottle?

Tetra acetic- Satisfied?

All right, all right.

I suppose I owe you some sort of explanation. It's wrong.

It's against every rule in the book, but I had to use you.

- It was the only way out of that jam. - What jam?

Now that you're in this-

God, it's so utterly crazy it just might work.

What might work?

We can't talk here. Get your car.

Go on.

Okay.

- Your full name? - Sue Ann Stepanek.

- Is that Russian? - Polish.

Why aren't you writing this down?

Memory is part of our training program.

- All right, Sue Ann, where do you live? - 14 Fresh Air Lane.

- Age? - Eighteen.

- College? - Yes.

I'm disappointed, Sue Ann.

You were observed drilling with a certain patriotic high school outfit.

- Oh, that. - I agree with you. It's juvenile.

However, it led us to believe that you were reliable and truthful.

Well, I'm a senior at Chubb High. Almost 18.

That's better. The truth never hurts.

- Why did you lie to me? - Well, I-

- I didn't want to seem too young. - Foolish child.

If you read the papers, you'd know we have used younger. What does your father do?

Oh, he's dead- Killed in Korea.

- That's rough. I'm sorry. - Well, that's life.

Wrong, Sue Ann. It is death.

We never confuse the two in my business. Tell me about your mother now.

Ah, yes. Well, she's a typist in a law firm.

- Mm-hmm. - But she's really kind of a problem, Dennis.

- Good. - What?

The way you used my name- It sounded quite natural.

- We have an obvious rapport. - Oh.

- Now this problem with you mother- - Oh, yeah.

Well, she never lets me go out or anything.

Oh, I see.

That sounds stupid, doesn't it?

No, it's not uncommon in E.M. cases.

"Employment of Minors". We have techniques to get around that.

No kidding. What kind of-

Techniques.

Next right. Turn.

Pull over there and cut your headlights.

You know, this is a funny place for this kind of talk.

- Why? - The kids call this "Make-out valley".

I know that. That's why I chose it.

It's a perfect cover-

Like my routine job at the Sausenfeld plant...

- which covers my real mission here. - Oh. What's that?

Sorry. That's classified.

Dennis, you know, there's something I ought to tell you about my mother.

I think she's mixed up with someone.

- A man? - Well, sure. She's not queer.

But he- But he could be subversive.

I think you watch too much TV, Sue Ann.

Well, couldn't you check him out with those-

You know, those techniques of yours?

Okay.

We'll check this character out tomorrow night, if he's around.

Oh, he'll be around.

I'm glad I met you, Dennis.

Be careful. Emotions can be fatal in things like this.

Well, in things like what?

You know, you still haven't told me what you're doing here.

I can only tell you...

that a certain alien group...

plans to introduce a diabolical substance...

into the entire northeastern water supply.

They have chosen the Sausenfeld Chemical Plant...

as their infiltration point.

If they-

Someone's coming. Pretend we're lovers.

- Mmm! Mmm! Wait! - Shh.

Dennis, the gear shift. Mmm, mmm.

All right. It's okay to get up now.

Whenever someone's coming, it's an old trick to do that.

- I'll bet. - No, I mean really.

One agent escaped death because of that.

Well, I'll have to be going now.

Yes. Myself as well.

We may have been seen.

Better I return to my place cross-country.

Wait five minutes before you drive out.

- Okay. - Instructions-

Our standard meeting place: the hot dog stand, noon.

If unable to comply: Same, 24 hours later.

- No phone contact. Got that? - Hot dog stand, noon.

Looks so innocent.

What a damn deceptive world.

Are you a secret agent?

Good night...

Sue Ann Stepanek.

- Dennis? - Mmm?

- I dropped your film off for you. - Thanks, Mrs. Bronson.

There's another one there on the bureau.

You might- You might ask them to rush that.