Stolen Face (1952) Movie Script

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[dramatic music]
[blood gushing]
[dramatic music continues]
[singer vocalising]
[loud thud echoes]
[music fades]
[dramatic piano music]
Dr Ritter, I can move them!
They're almost straight!
One more operation,
you'll be crushing walnuts in your fist.
I'd rather give that
George Smith a black eye.
Charles!
Well, he's been asking for it.
Come on, son.
Oh, Jack! I believe you've met the future
heavyweight champion of the world?
- Charles?
- Mm-hmm.
Let's see. Put them up, boy.
On second thought,
I think I'll throw in the towel.
He might hurt me.
Here's a candy. Well, goodbye.
Come on. We'll let you know
when we are ready for him again.
I promise you, we'll pay you
someday for what you've done.
Please, please don't mention it. Goodbye.
- Bye, Charles!
- Bye!
Why is it that the poor always
worry about paying their bills,
and the rich have to be reminded?
What now?
Well, we... we'd better get started.
Don't you ever relax?
What for?
- Well, you can't go on working like this.
- [knocking]
Come in.
I'm sorry, sir, Lady Harringay is outside.
I've no other appointments today.
I know you're just leaving,
but it's Lady Millicent Harringay.
Well, er, should I know her?
- Millicent Harringay?
- Yes.
That's Admiral Ellington's sister.
Who just said something about relaxing?
Alright, send her in.
Lady Harringay, will you come in, please?
- Good morning, Lady Harringay.
- Good morning.
My associate, Dr Wilson.
- How do you do?
- How do you do?
I have the honour of knowing
your brother, the Admiral.
Horrible man.
- Won't you sit down?
- Thank you.
I'll come directly to the point.
Please?
I have decided to get married again.
Congratulations.
- I need your help.
- Please?
A time comes in every woman's life
when her mirror tells her that she looks
a lot older than she feels.
A common complaint.
Will you come over here, please?
Please, remove your hat.
Now, let's see.
Excuse me. Thank you.
Reynolds' work.
Mm-hmm.
About five years ago.
Lady Harringay.
I would not advise another operation.
But I insist!
I'm afraid it's too late.
You've dieted and starved your body,
you've clogged your pores
with heavy makeup.
There is no elasticity to your skin.
You'll have to face it,
there is no fountain of youth.
Would 1,000 change your mind?
I'm afraid not.
Take my advice,
learn to live with yourself as you are.
Fitter, you We a foo.!
You're mad, you know,
to turn down a fee like that.
You saw Reynolds' work, it was bad.
Chances of a successful
operation now are quite slim.
Why take the risk just
to please her vanity?
If our livelihood depended on
her looks, I'd feel differently.
You're probably right, Phil.
[whimsical music]
[eerie music]
That feels good.
Here.
That was a tough session,
three and a half hours.
I just don't know how you keep it up.
Did you catch the look in
her eyes before she went under?
Well? How did it go?
Very well, doctor.
You know, when you two
came here three years ago
and tried to convince me
that a physical deformity
might cause someone to become
unbalanced enough to commit a crime,
I thought you were stark raving mad.
- Thanks.
- No, thanks.
But the records show
that of all the prisoners
who've received your
plastic surgery treatment,
only one has been rearrested
since leaving here.
Alright, Russell, you've built up
our ego, now what is it?
Well, as a matter of fact,
I do want something.
There was a girl transferred here
about a week ago I'd like you to see.
As a matter of fact,
you'll find her an interesting case.
A real challenge.
As a matter of fact,
she's waiting in your office right now.
We can blame the war for her condition.
She got badly smashed up in the Blitz,
and it so embittered her
that she turned criminal.
Now, with eight convictions for stealing,
she's spent nearly
half her life in prison.
Not a very successful career, eh?
We've got to do something for her.
Lily?
These are the two gentlemen
I spoke to you about.
How are you, Lily?
Won't you sit down?
Cigarette?
Dr Russell tells me
you'll be released soon.
What do you plan to do when you get out?
You've got a job to go to?
[Cockney accent]
What, with my record?
Oh, I think we can find a job,
don't you, Russell?
Don't talk jobs to me.
Nobody wants someone like me around.
Would you? Pretty, aren't I?
What sort of job could I get with
a face like this, eh? Modelling?
Now, you can tell the sort of things
people say about me behind my back,
the sort of tricks they play on me.
Sometimes I feel like killing them for it!
No.
Six months from now,
I'll be back here again.
What if, er...
if you weren't like that, Lily?
What if we could make you attractive,
as attractive as you always wished to be?
Who are you trying to kid, mister?
He can do it, Lily. He's done it before.
What do you say, Lily?
What's in it for you?
- Nothing.
- I don't believe you.
I can understand that.
Then why do you want to do it?
I'd like to help you get
a new start in life,
to be able to hold a job, find a husband,
have a family.
You're... You're not lying to me?
No, I don't lie.
[whimsical music]
- [car horn honks]
- Hey, Phil!
[Jack] Get out of it, can't you?!
[brakes squeal]
[distant car horn honks]
I must have dozed off.
Phil, you can't go on this way.
Tonight, you're packing your bags
and you're leaving for that
cottage of yours tomorrow.
- But Jack...
- I know all those appointments.
I can take care of them.
There's nothing so
important that it won't wait.
Now, move over.
You've just started your vacation.
[romantic music]
[rings bell]
Ah, good evening, sir.
Well, you're lucky,
we've just got one left.
- What?
- A room for the night.
I'd bet that's what you're wanting?
- If it isn't too much trouble.
- No trouble at all, sir.
We always get stopovers
when it blows up like this.
Had one in less than an hour ago.
- Would you sign the book, sir? Room B.
- Mmm-hmm.
Will you be wanting something to eat, sir?
No, thanks. All I want
is a good night's sleep.
If I'm not down for breakfast,
you know I'm still getting it.
Oh, perhaps you'd like a little drop of
something in your room to warm you up?
Excellent.
First room along the passage, sir.
The key's in the door.
Oh, thanks.
Oh, yes, will you get
my luggage from the car?
Certainly, sir.
[loud sneeze]
Gesundheit.
[sigh of relief]
[person blows their nose]
[loud sneeze]
[gargling]
[tense music]
[pleasant music]
[loud sneeze]
[knocking]
[tense music]
[loud sneeze]
[romantic swell]
[soft American accent]
I'm terribly sorry to have kept you awake.
How do you do? You were lucky
there was a doctor next door.
Oh, thank you, doctor.
You may be running a temperature. May I?
Thank you again, doctor.
Oh, the whisky and the aspirins
are going to make you perspire.
Be sure to keep well covered.
Thank you, doctor.
Oh, there must be a very
bad draught in this room.
Not with the door closed, doctor.
Goodnight.
Goodnight.
Oh.
Good morning, sir. Did you sleep alright?
It was a bit difficult at first,
but I managed.
Ah, yes. The American lady, Miss Brent.
You know, the wife and I,
we heard every sneeze and sniffle.
So did I.
We've been in to see her this morning,
but she's still sneezing and sniffling.
She is, huh? Well,
maybe I can be of some help.
That's more than likely, sir.
Oh, when will you be moving on, sir?
I'll let you know, hmm?
[knocking on door]
[She groans]
Go away.
Good morning, Miss Brent.
How's my patient today?
The patient is horrible.
The aspirin gave me palpitations,
the whisky a hangover.
Are you sure you're a doctor?
When you return to London,
you're invited to my surgery,
where you may inspect my diploma.
I won't live that long.
Now, turn around.
I've got something for you.
- What?
- Ah.
Now, don't you dare. Your hand, please.
Please.
- [muffled complaints]
- Shh-shh-shh. No, no. Shh-shh.
Excuse me.
Uh, uh, uh, uh.
Inhale, please.
Exhale.
Deep breath. Exhale.
Just a bad cold.
All you need is some rest.
I could have told you that.
This makes it official.
[innkeeper] Twenty, twenty-five.
That leaves you double top.
[dart bangs]
Mm. Why do I stay in?
Alf, you're too hot for me.
What will you take?
Thank you, sir. I'll have another pint.
You know,
I'm beginning to enjoy this game.
Yes, and if you were to stay on a bit,
sir, you know, you'd soon get your eye in.
Pity you won't be here on Saturday,
big match on. Be a lot of fun.
Oh, Alf, I meant to tell you,
I plan to stay on another night.
Yes, sir.
Oh, by the way, Mrs Bixby, I've decided
to stay on until my cold gets better.
That'll be quite alright, dear. I'll bring
you up something tasty right away.
I told you to stay in bed.
- But I'm hungry.
- Young lady, go back to your room.
Fish cakes.
[both chuckling]
Are you quite sure you're a doctor?
- You're feeling better, aren't you?
- Mmm-hmm.
Last night was whisky.
Tonight, it's champagne.
What are you prescribing
for tomorrow night?
I've been wondering
about that all evening.
Don't tell me you read fortunes, too.
You have lovely hands,
the hands of an artist. Do you paint?
- Uh-uh.
- Hmm.
Strong fingers. You play the piano.
Professionally?
- | 'm a concert pianist.
- Oh.
- [knocking on door]
- Come in.
Oh, we're just closing the bar
and getting ready for bed,
so I thought I'd bring this just in case.
- Well, thank you, Alf. Goodnight.
- Goodnight, sir.
- Goodnight.
- Goodnight, ma'am.
Some more medicine.
[uplifting music]
What time is it, Phil?
11:30, way past your bedtime.
Is that an order?
[Alice chuckles]
[soothing music]
[romantic swell]
Goodnight.
Goodnight.
[upbeat music]
You don't really have to go, do you?
The dates are all arranged, Phil,
the contract's signed.
I couldn't cancel my tour now
even if I wanted to.
When do you play in Paris?
Ten days.
I'll go back to London with you.
That'll give us some time together.
That's impossible, Phil.
Impossible, why?
There's so many last minute
things to be done,
packing, final arrangements.
Shh. Nonsense, we'll find
somebody to do it for you.
I can't.
I'll arrange my appointments so that I can
meet you later in Rome or Brussels.
Philip, it isn't easy,
but I've got to tell you...
[romantic music]
- [raucous music plays in pub]
- [indistinct chatter]
Oh, she's a rare hand at darts,
the American lady.
And the gentleman,
even more off the board than on it.
[all laugh]
Aye. She played like a real champion.
Nonsense, I had a good partner.
More than you had, I'm afraid.
That's alright, sir, we'll have
a bigger board for you next time.
Maybe the young lady can
give you a few lessons.
- Maybe.
- Good health, sir.
Good health, miss.
What, all this?
All of that, the spoils of the victor.
[Alf] Maggie! Come and give us a hand.
- [man] Three pints, Alf!
- [A | f] Right, then.
Won't you play something for us?
- Oh no, I don't think...
- Oh, come on, I insist.
Alright.
[chatter and laughter continues]
[Alice plays classical piano]
[chatter quietens]
Quite adept at the old piano,
sir, your missus.
It don't sound a bit like
that when Maggie plays.
My missus?
Oh, yes.
[Alice plays blues on piano]
[cheering]
[Alice plays folky piano music]
[men singing]
Rolling home, rolling home
Rolling home, rolling home a'
By the light of the silvery moon a'
Happy is the day when
the soldier gets his pay I'
As we go rolling, rolling,
rolling, rolling home a'
Rolling home, rolling home a'
Rolling home, rolling home a'
By the light of the silvery moon a'
Happy is the day when
the soldier gets his pay I'
Rolling, rolling,
rolling, rolling home a'
[cheering, whistling]
[Alice playing jazz piano]
It's been fun.
I don't know when I've ever
enjoyed an evening so much.
You were wonderful.
They all adored you.
Perfect ending to a perfect week.
It doesn't have to end.
I love you, Alice. Will you marry me?
Don't.
Oh, don't, Philip.
- [ominous music]
- Alice!
You're running away, why?
If there's anything wrong, tell me.
Is there?
Philip...
why couldn't you
have just let me go?
Alice, may I come in?
[foreboding music]
[Alice plays piano softly]
Bern, Venice, Zurich, and then
I've arranged a few days break.
I thought it might be fun to go to Lugano.
Then you play at Rotterdam
on the... Let's see. 14th.
Darling, you're not listening.
Oh, I'm sorry, David. Please go on.
Wouldn't you like a few days in Lugano?
Oh, yes. Yes, that would be nice.
Is anything the matter?
No.
Should there be?
A couple of weeks ago,
you were so excited about the tour.
[Alice plays piano softly]
Alice...
something happened
while you were away.
What was it?
I told you, I got stranded in a storm,
caught a nasty cold, and decided
to lie low for a couple of days
until I got over it.
Was that all?
For goodness' sake, David,
stop questioning me.
I'm sorry, David.
Please, forgive me.
I didn't mean to snap at you, it's just...
No, it was my fault.
I'm jealous.
Jealous of a week without you.
Jealous of nothing.
You needn't be.
Oh, David, you're so
kind and patient with me.
You always have been,
ever since I can remember.
I owe everything to you.
I don't know what I'd do without you.
You'll never have to.
We're getting married
as soon as this tour's over.
[phone rings]
- Shall I get it?
- Please.
Hello?
Hello, who is it, please?
It's for you, dear. Philip Ritter.
[tense swell]
Would you say I'm very sorry,
but I'm busy?
[sombre music]
Hello?
Miss Brent's leaving for Europe in
a few days' time and she's rather busy.
Is there any message?
No. No, there is no message.
Please, don't bother her,
it's not important.
He said it wasn't important.
Who is he?
Just someone I met at the inn.
To the tour, David.
To us, Alice.
Morning.
Would you like to look at this?
It was taken yesterday.
I've seen it.
Want to talk about it, Phil?
Perhaps I'd better tell you.
You've been back two days and
you're worse than when you left.
You haven't a civil word for anybody.
Miss Simpson's on
the verge of giving notice.
You've lost all interest in your work.
When that happens to a man,
it's usually one of two things,
liquor or a woman.
And you're not the drinking sort.
Sorry, Jack, but I...
I'd rather not discuss it.
Russell phoned from the prison.
I said we'd be there in an hour.
Do you remember your promise to that girl?
[inquisitive music]
Don't talk, Lily.
- Yeah...
- Hold still. Shh.
You wanted to ask me what
I'm going to make you look like?
Yeah. What am I gonna look like?
I don't know yet.
Well, any change will be
an improvement, won't it?
Now...
Please. Thank you.
Right, hold it.
There we are, sir,
just what the doctor ordered.
Full face, right profile, left profile.
I'll rush them through for you.
Thanks.
[phone rings]
- Hello?
- Hello, Philip.
Alice.
I'm leaving first thing in the morning,
but before I go,
there's something I've got to tell you.
Yes?
I should have spoken to you
instead of asking David to do it.
You were right about me,
I was running away.
From what, Alice? From your own emotions?
No, it was too sudden, too fast,
it... it couldn't have been love.
It's over because it never happened.
But it did happen. To me and to you.
You're making it very difficult, Philip.
Please, listen to me.
I want so much to be honest with you.
Won't you give me that chance?
But are you honest with yourself, Alice?
Yes.
David and I are getting
married while we're away.
I had to tell you.
Please, forgive me, Phil.
I never meant to hurt you.
[foreboding swell]
We've just got time for one before we go.
Oh, thank you.
Hello, Phil's still working.
I'll say goodnight to him.
Let's take him in a drink.
Yes, he might like a whisky.
Right.
Alright, Betty, I can make it.
Thought you'd like to
have a drink with us.
How very considerate. Hello, Betty.
What a pretty dress.
Thank you.
I'll buy it, Phil, What is it?
It's a pre-operatory model.
I make one whenever I do
a complete reconstruction.
Is she going to be cold and beautiful,
sophisticated and glamorous,
or just plain, sweet and simple?
I don't know yet.
I suppose a little of each.
Well, have fun.
Both of you. Come on, Jack.
Sure you can't come?
No, thanks. I'd rather finish it tonight.
Well, see you in the morning.
Right.
Oh, remember, Phil,
beauty's only skin deep.
- Bye.
- Goodnight.
[sighs]
Now, that will take care of your jaw line.
There is some bone damaged here.
I can replace it by a bone
graft from the iliac crest.
- What's that?
- Your hip.
Oh! [chuckles]
I'll reconstruct your cheek with skin
from your abdomen, your tummy.
- Now, your eye.
- It looks like it's been hit by a brick.
Oh, never mind, I can fix that.
I'll have to do a Z-plastic on it so I can
reshape the eyebrows completely.
But what am I gonna look like?
Well, I suppose everything
you've ever wanted to look like.
Oh, go on, tell me more.
Cover your eyes, Lily.
Now?
Not yet.
Now.
Meet the new Miss Conover.
Oh, but she... she...
Not she, Lily, you.
Better start getting used to yourself,
this is how you're going to look.
But it'll take time, Lily,
and you have to be patient, very patient.
It'll be painful.
[door opens]
- Good morning, Mr Ritter.
- Good morning.
How's my patient this morning?
Today's the big day.
You'll take good care of her,
won't you, nurse?
Indeed I will, sir.
[bubbling]
Well, she'll be in pain
when she comes out of it.
I think I'll spend the night here.
Do you want me to relieve you later?
No, thanks, Jack.
[Lily moaning]
It's alright, Lily.
I'm here, it's alright.
[sombre music]
[Alice plays tense classical piano]
[applause]
[grand classical music]
[applause]
Hello, David. I missed you tonight,
you weren't in the wings.
I was at the hotel, packing.
But we're not leaving till Friday.
No, Alice, you're not, but I am.
I'm leaving tonight.
But Why?
- [sombre music]
- You're changed, Alice. I...
I've seen it in your eyes,
I've heard it in your music.
I know there's someone else.
I've been trying not to believe it, but...
I suppose I really knew
that night when he phoned.
Oh, David.
If I thought I still had a chance,
I'd never let you go.
I don't know what to say to you.
Goodbye, darling.
And, Alice, be sure of yourself with him.
Yes, Russell, I'll be out later.
I understand your disapproval,
but I've made up my mind.
Alright, doctor.
- Have you got time to look at this?
- Mm-hmm.
Does Lily know this is the big day?
No, I thought I'd surprise her.
I'd like to be with you when
she sees her new face.
Have you talked to Russell yet?
I just hung up on him.
He's got his work cut out.
He'll have to find her a job with
sympathetic and understanding people
who'll help her break with her past.
She'll have to learn she's got
a responsibility to society.
That's all been taken care of.
Oh?
I've asked Lily to marry me.
You did what?
You heard me.
But you know what she is.
I know what she was,
and I know what she can be,
and if I don't believe in my work,
what can I believe in?
But, man, you're gambling with
your future just to prove a theory.
Lily's an habitual criminal,
a psychopathic case.
Marriage won't change that overnight
any more than surgery.
It may take years. Never, maybe.
Now, don't worry, Jack,
I know what I'm doing.
Now, this may sting a bit.
[Lily] Is it... Is it alright?
It's perfect, Lily.
It... It feels funny.
It's just the scarring.
It'll heal without a trace.
Will you let me have the mirror?
I want to see myself.
Mm-hmm.
[upbeat swell]
It's not me.
I haven't finished yet.
Next is a beauty treatment,
then the hairdresser.
What do you think it should be,
blonde, brunette or red?
I think blonde will be the best.
And a whole new wardrobe,
anything you wish.
[romantic music]
Thank you, Lily.
I'll be everything you want me to be.
Isn't it beautiful?
Yes, but perhaps not for you, Lily.
I don't think so.
Ooh!
That'll do nicely.
Don't you think so, Philip?
Very nicely.
Thank you.
[man singing an aria]
What's he singing to her?
He's telling her that he loves her.
Why doesn't he get it over with
and marry her?
He will, in about an hour and a half.
If we know what's going to happen,
why wait?
Come on, I've got a better idea.
[band playing upbeat jazz music]
- Isn't it wonderful?
- Mm-hmm.
I knew you'd like it.
It's Pete! I'll be right back.
[band plays downtempo jazz music]
I want you to meet my husband, Pete.
Oh, keep your seat, doc.
Park yourself, Lil.
She told me what you did for her, doc.
You're a genius.
Say, I've got a pal.
Things are a little hot for him right now.
Can you do for him what you did for Lil?
Come on, time to go.
But, Lil, did I say something wrong?
Come here. Look at that.
- Isn't it lovely?
- That brooch?
- Mm-hmm.
- Oh, no.
- Why not?
- It wouldn't suit you at all.
Taxi!
Well, I think it's lovely.
Now, come on, come on.
It's type B.
Better get a transfusion.
- Just in case, don't you think?
- [knocking on door]
There's a Mr Cutler outside.
- Yes?
- He says it's very important.
- It's kind of late, isn't it?
- Want me to see him?
- He asked for you, sir.
- Alright, send him in.
Mr Cutler, would you come in, please?
How do you do?
Er... Dr Ritter?
Yes. This is my associate.
I don't wish to seem rude,
but it's a rather...
Oh, I was just leaving.
Thank you, Jack.
Won't you sit down?
Thank you, sir.
What is it you came to see me about?
Your wife, Dr Ritter.
My Wife?
Scotland Yard.
I don't understand.
That's what makes my visit so unpleasant.
We have irrefutable evidence
that Mrs Ritter removed a brooch
from Loring's, the jeweller's.
Removed?
I mean, she neglected to pay for it, sir.
We know Mrs Ritter's past history,
and we don't wish to cause
you any embarrassment.
Mr Loring understands the circumstances
and he's willing to forget
the matter if you will, er...
- How much is it?
- 210.
Mr. Loafing will have
my cheque in the morning.
Thank you, sir.
I hope we won't have to meet again
under similar circumstances.
Good day.
Ready, dear?
Yes.
Oh.
That's new, isn't it?
Why, Philip, I've had it for weeks.
Odd, I never noticed it before.
I've never worn it before.
Who's going to be there tonight?
The usual, Jepson and his wife.
Where did you buy it?
What are you talking about?
The brooch.
I don't remember.
Don't you like it?
Try to remember.
[giggles] I'll try.
- Lily.
- We'll be late.
Lily!
I told you, I just don't remember!
You stole it, Lily.
Why?
Didn't you ever see something you
wanted so bad, you just had to have it?
The police were here today.
They're not going to arrest me?
No, Lily, not this time,
I paid for the brooch.
But if it happens again,
I may not be able to protect you.
There is no reason to steal, Lily.
That's all way behind you.
You've got everything now,
everything any woman could want.
Why throw it away?
What am I supposed to do,
get down on my knees and
thank you for the rest of my life?
I was always afraid
this would happen, Ritter.
But you saw the change in her
as well as I did.
From the moment she agreed to let me
operate, her whole personality changed.
- She was a new person.
- A new person, eh?
In my job, I'm sometimes tempted
to believe there's no such thing.
What did I do wrong?
Perhaps you left love
out of your calculations.
And now, if I were you, I'd take her to
a psychiatrist before it's too late.
Hmm.
It looks beautiful on you, madam.
You know, at the price,
you'd be stealing it.
Excuse me, madam. Miss Patton,
may I speak to you for a moment?
Will you excuse me a moment?
[whimsical music]
[ominous music]
Excuse me, madam,
the manager would like to see you
in his office for a moment, please.
Perhaps the young lady who served
my wife didn't quite understand.
Mrs Ritter never said she didn't
want the coat, did she, Miss Patton?
Did she, Miss Patton?
Oh, no, sir. She certainly didn't,
Mr Wentworth.
On the contrary, she seemed
most attracted to the coat.
After all, we have a charge account here.
It's not unusual for a customer
to think they've signed for a purchase
when they haven't, especially women.
Will you write the order out, Miss Patton?
Yes, sir.
- Cigarette?
- No, thank you.
You don't mind signing
for Mrs Ritter, doctor?
No, no, of course not.
- You just sign there, doctor.
- Mm-hmm.
2,400?
Plus tax.
I won't listen to another word.
First, you call me a thief,
then you say I'm crazy.
I did not say you were crazy, Lily.
I said that I want you to see a doctor,
a psychiatrist.
What's come over us?
All we've done is row lately.
You know I don't like to row.
Then you will see a psychiatrist?
Why don't you stop trying to
make me something I'm not?
[door slams]
Oh, I beg your pardon, madam.
What do you want?
- Well, I only wanted just to...
- Get out!
Hello, Pete? It's alright about tonight.
I'll see you later. Bye.
[whimsical music]
[doorbell rings]
Hello. May I see Mr Ritter, please?
I know I don't have an appointment,
but if he isn't too busy.
Well, who shall I say is calling?
Alice Brent.
Alice Brent?
Mm-hmm.
- Something wrong?
- No.
What is it then?
There's a Miss Alice Brent outside.
Miss Brent?
Shall I show her in?
Of course, of course.
Miss Brent, will you come in, please?
Alice?
Hello, Phil.
I hoped you'd be glad to see me.
Of course I'm glad to see you.
Do you mind if I sit down?
Oh, how silly of me, of course, please.
You're looking very well.
So are you.
How was your tour?
Fine.
Philip, I came to tell you I...
I didn't marry David.
Phil, what's wrong?
I don't remember this.
Phil, it's not me!
No. She was a patient
at the prison hospital.
Ugly, a social misfit.
They asked me to operate.
I decided to make her as lovely
as I want any woman to be.
I gave her your face.
Oh, Phil.
And then, I thought I should give
her a new environment, security.
I married her.
I married a fine,
upstanding gentleman, didn't I?
I saw her this afternoon when she left.
I know whose face you stole.
But you're not gonna have her,
because you're not getting rid of me.
If you wanted this face,
you're gonna live with it.
But from now on,
I'm leading my own kind of life.
I'll see who I please, when I please.
And if you ever see her again,
you'll be sorry. Now, get out of here!
[foreboding music]
I don't understand. What does she want?
I don't know. I offered her everything.
She knows about me.
Alice, I would ask you to go away with me,
anywhere where we can be together,
but it wouldn't work.
We couldn't marry,
we couldn't have children.
We'd end up destroying each other.
Oh, Phil.
[Alice's voice echoes]
Why couldn't you have just let me go?
[Lily] What am I gonna look like?
[Phil] Well, I suppose everything
you've ever wanted to look like.
[Alice] Please forgive me, Phil.
I never meant to hurt you.
[Lily] I'll be everything
you want me to be.
[Alice] Philip, please listen to me.
I want so much to be honest with you.
[Lily] First, you call me a thief,
then you say I'm crazy.
Why don't you stop trying to
make me something I'm not?
[Alice] I came to tell you I...
I didn't marry David.
[Lily] You wanted this face,
you're gonna live with it.
[Lily's voice echoes]
You're gonna live with it.
[upbeat jazz music plays]
[indistinct chatter and laughter]
Ooh, thank you.
Hello, beautiful. You're late.
Where's Lily?
She's doing fine.
How about us having a dance, eh?
Oh, well, if that's how you feel.
I'm sorry, Lily, it's getting late.
Will you ask your friends to leave?
[drunkenly] What's the idea?
Hey, where are you going?
Don't mind him,
this party's just starting.
Fix me a drink, Pete.
Anything you say, Lil.
Make one for you, doc?
I must insist that they leave.
It's my house, my party and my friends.
Let's all have a drink.
Use your head. Pete ain't worth this.
Here.
What do you say, doc,
let's have a drink, huh?
I think it's time that you left.
If that's the way you feel about it, why
don't you take a little walk for yourself?
Lil don't mind. Do you, Lil?
- Get out of here!
- That's up to Lil, doc.
[guests scream]
Go on, get out!
Alright, Pete, I'll ring you tomorrow.
Now, come on.
[glass smashes]
[sombre music]
Sloane 5902, please.
[man] Hello?
Hello, is Dr Ritter there?
Who is it?
This is Alice Brent.
Oh, this is Dr Wilson, Miss Brent.
Philip's just left,
he's catching a train for Plymouth.
Oh.
Can I help?
Please, may I come over
and talk to you? It's very important.
Certainly. I'll wait for you.
Thank you.
What are you trying to tell me?
I'm not quite sure.
I'm almost too afraid to think.
He sounded so desperate.
I know how you feel, but I'm sure
there's nothing to worry about.
I hope you're right.
If it'll make you feel any better,
I'll call him first thing in the morning,
and then I'll call you.
Thanks, Jack. I'll be waiting.
Did he take Lily with him?
No. She's probably upstairs
trying to drown a hangover.
Oh. Goodbye, Jack.
Hello, dearie, I was just going to ring.
We thought we'd drop in for a quick one.
WW MUD yawn (quit yawn? balm, mfg who.
That husband of yours, he's cute, too.
Get smart, dearie, stay away from Pete.
You may be a good thing to him now,
but if your old man gets wise
and cuts you off without a shilling,
Pete won't even know you.
Besides, I saw that look in the doc's
eyes last night, it was murder.
Watch your step, dearie,
or you'll be next.
Oh, Mrs Ritter, I thought
you'd left for Plymouth.
I'm afraid you've missed your train now.
What's the matter, Lil?
Aren't you going to offer me a drink?
It's too late to catch Phil at Waterloo.
With luck, we'll get him
at the first stop.
I'm afraid, Jack.
If she's on that train...
Lily can be pretty vicious
when she drinks.
I told you what that woman said.
Lily pushes him too hard.
Lily!
- [drunkenly] Surprised to see me here?
- What are you doing here?
Where is she? Or is she
meeting you at Plymouth?
I'm not meeting anybody. Now,
sit down and don't behave like a fool.
Thought you were going to have a nice,
cosy weekend with her, didn't you?
Too bad your wife
turned up and spoiled it.
Don't talk nonsense.
Oh, about time.
I want a drink.
No.
[bike engine rumbles]
- Waiter!
- Pull yourself together, Lily.
You're getting off here
and I'm sending you home.
Who do you think you are?
You can't tell me what to do.
I'm staying here to see you
have the right kind of company.
- Now, come on!
- [conductor] Surbiton Station!
Keep your hands off me!
[conductor] Surbiton! Surbiton Station!
[tense music]
[train whistles]
- Looking for me, baby?
- Will I do, sister?
What are you up to?
- Don't drown it!
- Thank you, madam.
Come on, have a little drink.
What's the matter, ashamed of me?
[Lily screams]
[train whistles]
Look at my dress. It's ruined.
Darn table!
Can I help you, madam?
No, thank you.
Get me another drink.
No, you've had enough.
Alright.
I'll get it myself.
No!
I know what I'm doing!
[Phil] Crazy, drunken fool!
Let me go!
I've just had enough!
Philip!
You. I was right!
Lily! Lily stop!
Look, Lily!
[Lily screams]
Must've been a nice-looking girl.
[man] Well, at least she'll never know
what it is to go through life disfigured.
[sombre music]