Whit wants to get Eels out of the picture. He wants to square an old account with me. Two birds together...A redhead takes me up to visit the chump who has to go. I have a drink. Leave my prints around. I leave and somebody gets him. Eels dies and the tax papers...They were in the briefcase that Meta took, weren't they? Papers go back to Whit. I'm the fall guy. There's only one thing missing - a plant. What was there to give me a motive? I wouldn't kill a guy for a martini. Tell me Kathie.

They made me sign it.

Sign what?

An affidavit.

Go on.

I couldn't help it Jeff. They made me sign it. I swear I couldn't help it. They said they'd find the body and tell the police I killed him.

Fisher. Then you did tell them about Fisher when you told them I did it! Perfect. Foolproof and beautiful. That Whit can really hate, can't he? You said it once, he can remember.

I never stopped hating him Jeff. I couldn't help myself. I was caught too. We don't have to be against each other now.

Aren't we?

No, we can break out of it. All we need is the briefcase. Then we've got them, Jeff. We can get anything we want from them.

I'd like that affidavit you signed.

We can get it. It's in Eels' office safe. We can make Meta get it. We can make them do anything.

Sure.

Oh, Jeff. You ought to have killed me for what I did a moment ago.

There's time.

No, you won't. I've never stopped loving you. I was afraid and no good, but I never stopped, even if you hated me. Did you?

Yes.

But you don't now.

No.

We could be together again, in a way we never were. We can go back to Acapulco and start all over as though nothing had happened. [They kiss]