:47:28
Please get down.
:47:31
You'll walk back to the stables.
I'll ride.
:47:35
Are you stayin' at an inn or have you
friends among the local gentry?
:47:39
- You said you didn't trust horses.
- I don't, but they trust me.
:47:42
Which brings us directly to our
relationship, Miss Edgar!
:47:55
Is Edgar your real name?
And you're blonde.
:48:00
You'll save time and make for better
feeling if you tell me the truth.
:48:03
Is Edgar your real name?
Now, don't crowd me, lady!
:48:07
I'm fighting a powerful impulse
to beat the hell out of you.
:48:12
At last we communicate.
:48:14
Now, for the third and last time,
is Edgar your real name?
:48:17
And don't bother to lie to me.
I'll check you out in every detail.
:48:19
- Yes. Margaret Edgar.
- Where are you from?
:48:24
California.
:48:26
- Where in California?
- Los Angeles.
:48:27
Where's the money?
:48:32
Here! Some of it.
:48:34
- Where 's the rest?
- Don't worry. It's safe.
:48:37
Safe? At some pari-mutuel window?
Or gone on mother's operation?
:48:41
Or perhaps you're putting
your kid brother through school?
:48:43
I don't have a kid brother
or a mother. I don't have anybody.
:48:46
Not even Mr Taylor?
:48:48
I wouldn't be surprised to hear
the rest of the haul
:48:51
is with your late husband, Mr Taylor.
:48:53
Somewhere I expect to find him
happily reincarnated,
:48:56
the pockets of his good blue burial
suit bulging with Rutland money.