By stooping so low, you only degrade yourself, Waldo.
Did you know that he almost went to jail for passing rubber checks? That he was suspected of stealing his hostess' jewels when he was a house guest in Virginia?...
What of it? I know his faults. A man can change, can't he? People are always ready to hold out a hand to slap you down but never to pick you up. All right, I'm helping Shelby. His past is his own affair. I only care about the present.
Speaking of the changed Mr. Carpenter in the present tense, he's now running around with a model from your own office. Her name is Diane Redfern.
I'm closer to despising you than I thought I ever would be... I'm sorry. I should have told you before. Shelby and I are going to be married, next week.
I believe you presented him with a cigarette case on his last birthday. Rather valuable, isn't it?
Where did you get it?
From the pawn shop where Diane Redfern took it after he gave it to her.
I don't believe it. He probably needed money and was too proud to borrow.
Carpenter proud? Perhaps that's why the pawn ticket was in her name.
Before this goes any further, well, I'll just... [She dials the phone for Shelby at his home]
He isn't home. He's dining at Anne Treadwell's.
He can't be. He asked me to dinner.
He would have cancelled his appointment with her if you had accepted. He treats her rather badly these days. [Laura begins dialing Anne's number] I'm afraid she'll say he isn't there.
Waldo? Why are you doing this?
For you, Laura.