Chapter 16: When You Wish
Upon A Star
Michael Subloski is being carried up in
the elevator by Helen and the hotel detective, Bobby Rousseau, his
arms over each of their shoulders.
Michael: “Did you ever look back in
your life. Looking back on all those great old memories. I have. And
I don't have any.”
Helen: “You don't have any memories.”
Michael: “I have one memory. Every
day of my life was exactly the same as the day before.”
The elevator doors open.
The trio are stumbling down the hall.
Michael is singing the song, When You Wish Upon a Star.
Writer: Leigh Harline; Lyrics: Ned Washington
When
you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires will come to you
If your heart is in your dreams, no request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star as dreamers do
Like a bolt out of the blue, fate steps in and sees you thru
When you wish upon a star, your dreams come true
Anything your heart desires will come to you
If your heart is in your dreams, no request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star as dreamers do
Like a bolt out of the blue, fate steps in and sees you thru
When you wish upon a star, your dreams come true
Helen looks at Bobby Rousseau: “He
couldn’t lose.”
Rousseau: “If he hadn’t passed out
from drinking, he might own the hotel by now.”
They enter Michael’s suite. Michael
is laughing to himself.
They put him on his bed.
As Rousseau is taking off Michael’s
shoes, Helen takes his jacket off. She puts it over a chair. His
wallet falls out of his jacket.
Michael cries out: “My money! I”m
going to buy one of those paintings out there. Someone said they were
impressionists. I'm pretty impressed.”
Rousseau chuckles as he raises
Michael’s legs and puts them on the bed
Rousseau: “We aren’t going to steal
it, fella. I’ll put it in the hotel safe.”
Rousseau steps over and checks
Michael’s jacket. The wallet has gone. He turns around to find
Helen holding the wallet out toward him.
Helen: “It’s a lot of money.”
Rousseau looks at Helen skeptically.
“Yes. I better get it to the hotel
quickly. It’s quite a temptation.”
Rousseau leaves the room.
Helen takes a blanket and puts it over
Michael.
She looks down at Michael.
Michael: “You look like an angel.”
Michael passes out. Helen steps over to
a nearby desk, opens a drawer than closes it quickly. She leaves the
room.
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