Marvin Miller: Michael Anthony

Quotes 

• Michael Anthony : [Anthony enters the study to find Tipton seated in a high backed chair at his desk examining a file folder. Only Tipton's right arm is visible to viewers]  You sent for me, sir?

  John Beresford Tipton : [Holding and waving his eyeglasses]  Beautiful day, isn't it, Mike?

  Michael Anthony : Indeed it is, sir.

  [Anthony glances off camera as if looking out a window] 

  Michael Anthony : It is a beautiful view from here, sir.

  John Beresford Tipton : The world, Mike. A man's world is his horizon. What he can see, touch, think, or dream about. There's his hope, his reason for being.

  Michael Anthony : In that sense, every man makes his own world.

  John Beresford Tipton : Well, it's strange that you should say that, Mike.

  [Tipton hands envelope to Anthony] 

  John Beresford Tipton : Our next millionaire has practically no horizon left at all.

  [Anthony examines the name and address on the envelope, is startled and confused. Anthony places the envelope in his breast pocket and leaves] 

• Michael Anthony : [Anthony enters his office on the Tipton estate at night and slumps into the chair at his desk. The door opens and Tipton enters]  You startled me, sir.

  John Beresford Tipton : [Tipton sits in a chair in front of Anthony's desk. Only his left arm is visible to viewers]  I'm sorry, Mike. I heard you come in and I wanted to talk to you. What's the matter, Mike? You seem unusually stressed these last few days.

  Michael Anthony : Sir, I can't get Hugh Waring out of my mind. I've studied his case thoroughly. I believe he's innocent.

  John Beresford Tipton : Oh?

  Michael Anthony : I almost wish I didn't. There's nothing I can do about it. The Warden won't call the Governor - and he's right. There's no new evidence. Sir, what good is a million dollars to a man who is about to die?

  John Beresford Tipton : Thank you, Mike, that is a very pertinent question.

• Michael Anthony : [the scene is in the conference room of Attorney Taylor with a large conference table with Taylor and Tipton present. Tipton is seated in a high backed chair with only his right arm visible to viewers. He is just putting out a cigar. Anthony enters the room]  I'm sorry I'm a bit late, sir.

  John Beresford Tipton : We still have a little time left for what we have to do.

  Vincent Taylor : I must admit I was staggered by the amount of money Waring had left. I had no idea.

  Eleanor Waring : [the door opens and Eleanor Waring enters]  I'm Eleanor Waring.

  Vincent Taylor : So he was right.

  Eleanor Waring : [to Taylor]  I went to see the Warden but he said I should see you. I didn't know. I didn't know about Hugh's execution. Now he's dead and it's all my fault. I wanted to hurt him. That's why I went away.

  Vincent Taylor : Where have you been?

  Eleanor Waring : I think I've been in a world all of my own. There were nightmares there, too. But this was the worst. I left him in anger, but I was planning to come back. I wanted him to worry, not wonder where I was.

  Vincent Taylor : But where have you been all this time?

  Eleanor Waring : On a mountaintop in Colorado, overlooking a ghost town. No People alive for miles, no radio, no papers.

  [Hugh Waring, the Warden, and the Prosecutor discreetly enter the room, but Eleanor, whose back is to the door, is unaware of their presence] 

  Eleanor Waring : The day I went to Silver, I saw the headlines. Terrible headlines.

  [Anthony now notices Hugh Waring] 

  Eleanor Waring : He was dead. I killed him.

  Vincent Taylor : According to the terms of the will, you are to inherit a great deal of money.

  Eleanor Waring : How can you talk about money? What good does it mean to me?

  Hugh Waring : [Interrupting]  You were always greedy for money.

  Eleanor Waring : [Startled and shocked as she now notices Hugh]  You!

  Hugh Waring : It was a nice try, Eleanor, but it didn't work.

  Eleanor Waring : The papers! It was in the papers!

  [Turns vengeful] 

  Eleanor Waring : You tricked me! You cheated me! How could you do this to me? You made me the laughingstock of the world. I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!

  [the Warden and Prosecutor begin to escort Eleanor out of the room] 

  Eleanor Waring : You can't prove anything! Let go of me! I haven't done anything!

  [the Warden and Prosecutor wrestle Eleanor out of the room] 

  Hugh Waring : [Closing the door]  It's the end of a nightmare.

  [to Tipton] 

  Hugh Waring : Well, it's good to be alive, but I wouldn't be here if it hadn't been for you. If you hadn't gambled on my story being true.

  John Beresford Tipton : I didn't gamble. We have a very courageous Governor who gambled on your innocence. He gave you a stay of execution, jeopardizing his entire political career by keeping it a secret.

  Michael Anthony : Even I didn't know.

  John Beresford Tipton : [to Anthony]  Ah, but it was really you who did it. Your faith, your concern, your zeal.

  Michael Anthony : It was?

  John Beresford Tipton : [Chuckling]  Of course.

• Michael Anthony : [to the viewers]  My name is Michael Anthony. For many years, I was Executive Secretary to John Beresford Tipton, the multibillionaire, whose charity was as boundless as it was mysterious. For it was his hobby to give away, anonymous and tax-free, $1,000,000 apiece to various people he never knew. From his 60,000-acre estate Silverstone, Mr. Tipton carried on his study of human nature. Every subject in his vast store of knowledge was material for close analysis, and was always related to the behavior and destiny of man.

• Michael Anthony : [Reviewing case history, to the viewers]  The new millionaire was Hugh Waring, and I wouldn't change places with him for 10,000,000. He was in the death cell awaiting execution for the murder of his wife.

• Hugh Waring : [Anthony enters the holding area of the death cell and walks to meet Waring]  Well, what paper are you from, Mr. Anthony?

  Michael Anthony : I'm not a reporter, Mr. Waring.

  [Opens his briefcase] 

  Michael Anthony : I brought you a gift from an unknown benefactor.

  Hugh Waring : What is it?

  Michael Anthony : [Holding up a check]  It's a cashier's check for $1,000,000.

  Michael Anthony : [Gazing at check]  A million dollars? A million dollars?

  Michael Anthony : I know it is peculiar coming under these circumstances. I assure you it's yours to do with as you please.

  Hugh Waring : As I please.

  Michael Anthony : If you will just sign, right here, agreeing to the conditions, it's yours, tax-free. You must tell no one the exact amount of the money or the circumstances. No one, that is, but your wife.

  [Sheepishly, Anthony catches himself] 

  Michael Anthony : Except in your case...

  Hugh Waring : You think I killed her, too. It's murder, alright. But not in the way you and everybody thinks it is. She's murderiung me.

  Michael Anthony : But she's...

  Hugh Waring : Dead? No, Mr. Anthony, she's not dead. They never found a body, did they? She just disappeared.

  Michael Anthony : if you will just sign this?

  Hugh Waring : Why not? I could sign an Act of Congress or the Declaration of Independence. I could even sign autographs for my more morbid fans. Sure, why not?

  [Signs the agreement and hands it to Anthony] 

  Hugh Waring : Here.

  Michael Anthony : [Hands check to Waring]  This is yours.

  Hugh Waring : What good is this to me?

  [Waring throws check onto cell floor and flops onto his cot with back turned to Anthony. Anthony reaches through the cell bars, locates the check, and places it onto Waring's bed, then leaves]