Leave Her to Heaven

- What's going on up there?
- I'm just pruning and tying up the roses.

- I hope I wasn't interfering.
- Not at all. I'm glad you're here.

I was thinking about you.
Something you said the other night.

- What did I say?
- Something rather strange.

You said you'd been adopted
by Mrs. Berent.

Well, what's so strange about that?
Well, you didn't say
Mr. And Mrs. Berent.

- Weren't you adopted by both of them?
- Yes, of course.

- Why did you say Mrs. Berent?
- I don't know.

I suppose it was because
she suggested that...

She was alone so much
of the time, and l...

I mustn't keep you from your work.
- Be careful.
- Oh, I'm all right.

How's that for an entrance?
I'm delighted to see you.
- All of you.
- Thank you.

I do hope I've interrupted you
in your work.

You have, constantly, all morning.
How could I?
I haven't been with you till now.

Oh, yes, you have. I've been thinking
about you and about Quinton.

- Who told you his name?
- Glen Robie.

- How did he happen to tell you?
- I asked him.

- Why?
- Because I hated Quinton.

- Do you know him?
- No.

- Then why do you hate him?
- Because you knew him.

That's nice.
You going to hate everybody I know?