shooting through the open window, onto jeff. he is shaving himself with an electric razor as the phone rings. he shuts off the shaver, picks up the phone.
during the whole of this previous action, the conversation between jeff and gunnison has gone on as follows:
jeff frowns at the double sound, and raises his voice a little. he continues the conversation which has been heard all through the previous scene.
with his eyes still focused on the distant apartments, jeff continues talking with gunnison.
jeff's attention is turned to something else of interest.
stella stops for a moment, and looks at jeff challengingly.
jeff now looks out to see what has happened to the old lady, and the man with the flowers.
there is a soft, understanding look on jeff's face, and he gives an involuntary sigh. he is unaware that stella is now standing behind him.
he quickly turns his wheelchair around to the window until he is in profile.
jeff watching intently. stella putting the last of her things into her bag.
jeff lowers the binoculars and there is an expression of exasperation on his face. he throws the binoculars down, and then looks about him. he backs his chair up quickly toward the main cabinet on his left. he leans down, opens a cupboard door and takes out a long-focus lens. then from a shelf above he takes a small exacta camera. he quickly takes off the existing lens and puts on the telephoto lens in its place. he wheels himself back to the window and raises the camera to his eye.
he hangs up. stella takes the phone and puts it down for him. he looks at the breakfast, reaches for a knife and fork.
again the bacon stops before is reaches jeff's mouth.
his smile almost becomes a private chuckle. stella's abrupt voice breaks in urgently:
stella and jeff watching intently. he is feeling down alongside his wheelchair for his binoculars.
jeff lowers the binoculars quickly.
jeff lowers the binoculars a little, and takes a normal eye sight on the alleyway.
jeff quickly puts the glasses up.
jeff answers, showing only the slightest irritation.
doyle, still at the door:
before the door has completely closed, doyle opens it again, and looks in.
the door starts to close again, as if doyle considered jeff's answer quite reasonable. then the door pops open and doyle's head comes in, a surprised expression across his face.
jeff answers with a straight face.
jeff is frankly puzzled by the salesman's friendly attitude toward the dog. he looks off in another direction, as he catches of: