Sleep, My Love

Guard!

Guard!

Guard! Where am I?

Do stop this train.

I've got to get off. - I won't have any trouble.

You have to wait until we get to Boston. - No.

No. I didn't get on I tell you. I couldn't have.

You poor dear, you.

I knew you weren't feeling right the minute I saw you in the station.

And then I said to myself .. - What station?

Grand Central of course.

Right. They got on together. I saw them.

That's not true. I was home last night.

There is a doctor up two cars. Get him.

Alright, folks. Alright. Alright.

I went to sleep last night in my own house.

How many sleeping pills did you take? - Sleeping ..?

I never take sleeping pills.

Never?

No. I usually have some hot chocolate at bedtime.

Is she going to be alright, doctor?

I do hate to see anybody ailing.

Give her two of these. They'll quiet her nerves.

Some bromide. I'll get some water.

You'll feel more relaxed after you take those.

Have the conductor call me if you need me again.

Thank you. - Goodnight.

Thank you, doctor. Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Try to get some rest. - I'll see that she gets some.

What was it, just a nightmare?

Maybe. It's out of my line.

I'm a skin man myself.

And you know I always say ..

The nicest thing about going places is meeting people.

My only trouble is I just never go anyplace.

I stay at home.

Tell Dick. - What's that?

When he wakes up and he finds I'm gone ..

What will he think. - What will who think?

My husband.

You want your bag, dearie?

It's a pretty bag, isn't it.

"A. C."

Alison Courtland. - It's a pretty name.

Listen. My husband doesn't know I'm gone.

He doesn't? - I said goodnight to him last night.

I was in my own room when I fell asleep.

I am sure of that. I am absolutely sure.

Look. Why, dearie.

You are carrying a gun, aren't you.

Why, that's real smart.

I always say a woman has to protect herself these days.

You live in New York don't you?

That's where I live. New York.

New York City.

Uptown?

Downtown?

Sutton Place.

Trouble?

A termite inspection. - Oh.

Mac. - Yeah?

Sergeant, you'd never ask that question if you knew Mrs Courtland.

She'd never leave without ..

I ask a lot of questions in my line of work, Mr Courtland.

I get a lot of answers.

You can go now, Mac. I'll be along in a few minutes.

Give Missing Persons the routine dope and tell them I'll call them later.

Shall we go upstairs, Sergeant?

May I help?

Thanks. It's sort of inconvenient, this.

Yeah. It just happened?

Nothing much. Just a superficial wound. - Wound?

Yes.

I was cleaning one of my guns.

Hmm .. quite a house.

Yes.

Many servants?

Maid. Cook.

And Haskins.

Oh .. the butler? - Hmm.

Been with you long?

He was with Mrs Courtland's family for years.

We inherited him with the house.

Will you come this way, Sergeant.

This is Mrs Courtland's bedroom.

Is this the way you found it?

Yes. I haven't touched a thing, Sergeant.

And I told the servant not to.

She was here when you saw her last, eh?

About.

About 10:30.

I kissed her goodnight.

Then I went into my room.

Sergeant, I'm worried this time.

This time?

Yes.

It's happened once or twice before.

I hardly think it is necessary.

Look, Mr Courtland. I know it is embarrassing.

But your wife has disappeared.

You've got to lay it on the line.

All of it.

Well.

About six months ago ..

Mr Courtland.

Mr Courtland.

I beg your pardon, Mr Courtland. Telephone for you. It's Mrs Courtland.

Mrs Courtland?

Alison?

Alison darling, where are you?

Hello? Hello, Dick.

I'm in Boston.

Boston?

What happened? Are you alright?

Yes.

Yes, I am alright now.

Oh Dick, it's been ..

Listen, darling. Never mind. As long you are safe.

Yes. Alison, where are you now?

Look, just a minute.

Sergeant, you can help. She's at South Station. Could the Boston police get ..

Sure. I'll get one of the boys there immediately.

Thank you. Alison.

Stay right where you are. Understand?

Yeah. Someone will pick you up and take you to the plane.

I'll wait at the information desk.

Splendid.

And Alison, will you hold on for just a minute, dear?

Thank you. Excuse me, Sergeant. I want to ..

You will understand. I will take it in my room.

Alison.

My gun is missing.

Darling, did you hear me?

My gun.

It is missing.

Yes Dick, I know.

I have it.

I have it with me.

I'm terribly sorry Sergeant, getting you up at this unearthly hour.

That's alright, Mr Courtland.

It happens all the time in the best of cities.

Well, I'll be running along.

And take care of that arm of yours.

What? Oh yes. Thank you very much.

You have been very kind. I'm really quite alright now, thank you.

Why, you mustn't let me keep you.

Are you sure, honey? Because I wouldn't mind in the least.

I really wouldn't. - Oh yes, I am quite sure.

Thank you again. Goodbye.

Grace. - Ah.

Oh, Charles. You frightened me, dear.

What name did you give her? - The name you told me to, Charles.

Tomlinson. Mrs Clarabelle Tomlinson.

That was right, wasn't it?

Quite right. Yes. - Just like you said.

I did everything just like you said, Charles.

Are you proud of me, huh? - Yes. I am very proud, Grace.

Excepting I don't understand why.

Did you know she had a gun, Charles?

We've just got time to get to the train. - You mean back to New York?

Yes of course. New York. Where else?

" Flight 38 ."

" Leaving for New York and Washington ."

" Now loading at Gate 5 ."

" Flight 38 ."

" Leaving for New York and Washington ."

" Now loading at Gate 5 ."

Here is your ticket, Mrs Courtland. - Thank you, Lieutenant.

There is really no reason for you to wait.

Are you afraid I will become a missing-person again?

Well, you know orders. Gate 5.

Tell me, Lieutenant. Do you often get cases like mine?

We get all types. Some get lost.

Some are daffy.

Some hit the road to get out of a jam no-one else knows anything about.

Which type would you say I was?

Now come on, you must have some sort of theory about me.

I don't know.

Some of the nicest people you ever took a gander at ..

Suddenly go daffy and make Chop suey out of a best friend. With a meat ax.

" Flight 38. New York and Washington ."

" Gate 5 ."

Do you think I am daffy? - You?

I'd say no.

Off the record, mind you.

I'd say you were an all-there lady.

Alison!

Oh Ali, what are you doing in Boston?

Oh, I can't believe it.

It's been ages and you look wonderful, darling.

Ali, I want you to meet Bruce Elcott. Now Bruce, stop that.

This is Alison Courtland.

Pleased to meet you. - Of course you are.

And mister ..? - Mitchell.

How do you do. - Mr Mitchell is seeing me off.

Alison, why didn't you tell me you were here? We could have ..

" Final call for Flight 38 ."

Oh, they are always so prompt aren't they.

" All passengers, please board plane ."