Out of the Past1947

Kathie:
I had to come back. What else could I do?

Jeff:
You can never help anything can you? You're like a leaf that the wind blows from one gutter to another. You can't help any thing you do, even murder.

Kathie:
You can't say it was that.

Jeff:
I can say one thing. I buried him. What did you tell him? About us? But you couldn't help it, could you Kathie?

Kathie:
He knew it. He looked right into me. He knew it.

Jeff:
How much?

Kathie:
What, Jeff?

Jeff:
I mean about Fisher. Did he look into you for that too?

Kathie:
No, I didn't tell that.

Jeff:
Don't lie to me.

Kathie:
I didn't. I wouldn't tell him that. I wouldn't tell anyone that. I swear it Jeff. Believe me.

Jeff:
Sure, sure I believe you.

Kathie:
I didn't know what to do. I was always afraid of him, and afraid of what I'd done. I couldn't live that way anymore. I couldn't stand it. Jeff, I've missed you. I've wondered about you, prayed you'd understand. Can you understand?

Jeff:
You prayed, Kathie?

Kathie:
Can't you even feel sorry for me?

Jeff:
I'm not going to try.

Kathie:
Jeff.

Jeff:
Look, just get out, will you? I have to sleep in this room. Just leave it where it all is. Get out.