:25:00
- Where should we go tonight?
- Let's go to my place.
:25:09
It was the first time she had
mentioned her place or going there.
:25:12
Maybe she'd decided something, or it
was because the sky looked full of rain.
:25:30
It was a nice little joint with bamboo
furniture and Mexican gimcracks.
:25:35
One little lamp burned. It was all right.
:25:37
And the rain hammering like that
on the window made it good to be in there.
:25:41
Here.
:25:45
Hey, hey, not so hard.
:25:52
- Now yours.
- No, Joe, it's all right.
:25:54
- Oh, come on.
- No, not so hard, Jeff. My earring.
:25:56
Hush! I'm trying to dry your hair.
:26:21
- Are you going with me?
- Where?
:26:24
- Wherever it takes us.
- Why?
:26:26
To make a life for ourselves,
to get away from Whit. He knows I'm here.
:26:33
- When?
- Tomorrow.
:26:36
Pack in the morning, meet me
at the hotel if you can make it.
:26:40
- I can make it. Can we get away with it?
- Let's find out.
:26:44
- You don't know Whit. He won't forget.
- Everybody forgets.
:26:48
Not Whit.
:26:49
So we'll send him a postcard
every Christmas.
:26:53
Jeff, I'm glad you're not afraid of him.
:26:55
I've been afraid of half
the things I ever did.
:26:58
- And this time?
- I'm only afraid you might not go.