Jim, why haven't you come before?

I couldn't, I was afraid to.

But you could have written. It's been almost a year since you escaped.

But I haven't escaped. They're still after me. They'll always be after me. I've had jobs but I can't keep them. Something happens. Someone turns up. I hide in rooms all day and travel by night. No friends. No rest. No peace.

Oh, Jim!

Keep moving. That's all that's left for me. Forgive me, Helen. I-I had to take a chance to see you tonight. Just to say good-bye.

Oh, Jim. It was all going to be so different.

It is different. They've made it different....[A door slams] I've gotta go.

I can't let you go like this!

I've got to.

Can't you tell me where you're going? [He shakes his head no] Will you write? [He backs up and again shakes no] Do you need any money? [He again shakes no] But you must, Jim. How do you live?

I steal!