A Date with Judy Page #11

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Nobody did, Gramps,

but it's a good idea.

Hello, girls, did you want to see me?

Never mind being polite.

- You ought to be ashamed.

- Ashamed of what?

Running around with a man

old enough to be your father.

It is my business

who I choose to run around with.

- You run around with a married man.

- A married man with children.

- Just a minute, did you say married?

- Yes, married and with two children.

- Grown children.

- Two children?

You're breaking up a wonderful family

and a happy home.

It was a happy home.

You wait in here.

Don't go away.

There, sit down.

Now you tell him

what you just told me.

Go on, tell him.

Go on. Okay, then I tell him.

You big good-for-nothing unfaithful lug.

Why don't tell me you're married?

And have two children. Grown children.

What do you mean, married?

I am not married.

I don't have two children of any kind.

What is this all about?

We didn't mean you, Mr. Cugat.

We were talking about Mr. Foster.

Mr. Foster? Mr. Foster, eh?

- My father.

- Her father.

Weren't you at his office this week?

And hiding in his closet?

- Well, were you?

- Of course I was.

I mean, I was teaching him to rumba.

In a closet?

Oh, I see.

You thought... Oh, my.

I was teaching your father to rumba as a

surprise for you and your mother tonight.

What?

Oh, I'm afraid we made

a terrible mistake, Miss Rosita.

Oh, please forgive us, Mr. Cugat.

I forgive you.

You I wanna talk to.

And as for Mr. Foster,

he better know how to do the rumba.

I guess I better apologize to my father.

I think the less said the better.

Might as well go back now.

Just a minute, Carol. I believe

we have some unfinished business.

Now that my faith in men

has been restored...

...what's this about you and Stephen?

Stephen? Well, I don't know.

That is, not exactly.

Well, exactly what

does "not exactly" mean?

I mean that Stephen

isn't interested in me.

Not even a little bit.

Well, then, if he isn't interested in you,

Carol, maybe he could be interested in me.

I think he might be.

- Shall we join the others?

- Mm-hm.

I should have known all the time

my father was fatherly.

Dora, I don't like to mention this...

...but don't you think you should brush up

on your rumba a little bit?

Tell me, how did you manage to keep this

a secret from the children and me?

No trouble at all. It was easy.

In fact, they used to call me

"Foxy Foster. "

Excuse me, Carol.

Evening, Oogie.

- Oh, good evening.

- Hi.

There's something

I wish to discuss with you.

Oh, of course. Go right ahead.

I thought you'd like to know

that I've changed.

I'm not the same Judy Foster

you knew yesterday.

Well, you look the same to me.

I've decided to take you back.

Frankly, Miss Foster,

I don't want you back.

Oogie Pringle, you listen to me.

First you want me, then you don't want me.

Now that I want you to want me,

you don't want me. Make up your mind.

- I have made up my mind.

- He has made up his mind.

- Mitzi, you keep out of it.

- I don't have to.

- You keep out...

- Girls, girls, please be calm.

You'll find someone someday, Judy.

Good evening, Mr. Pringle.

Oh, Oogie. Oogie, you're so right.

I hope you two will be very happy.

Oh, Oogie,

I didn't know you cared for me.

Oh, don't talk to me.

I'm confused.

Good evening, Stephen, Mr. Pringle.

- Judy, Is my daughter here?

- She's right over there.

- Will you excuse me?

- Oh, I certainly will.

Will you dance with me, Stephen?

The situation's desperate.

Of course I'll dance with you, Judy.

May I join you?

Please do.

What would you say if I told you

I had the prettiest...

...and nicest daughter

in the whole world?

I guess I'd be so happy...

...I don't know what to say.

Then don't say anything.

- Would you like to dance?

- No, thank you.

In fact, I think I'd like to go home.

I wish you'd do me a favor.

I'd like you to stay, just a little while.

Just as you say, Dad.

Where are you going?

I have something very important

to take care of.

Ladies and gentlemen...

...we have a young lady here

with us tonight...

As a matter of fact,

she's just a little more than 16.

- Who will sing a song

in honor of her mother and father...

...who are celebrating

their 20th wedding anniversary.

Miss Judy Foster.

This is the final insult.

Don't forget, Judy, this is a celebration

for your mother and dad.

May I?

Haven't you forgotten something?

Maybe.

I'm spoiled and egotistical.

That's right.

Maybe I'll get used to you, say in...

Well, say in a few years. You think so?

If you don't, it will be all your fault.

That's all right. I'll take that chance.

I forgive you for everything.

It's a most unusual day

It's like catching a bridal bouquet

It's like reaching the moon

Or composing a tune

It's a most unusual day

All the world is bursting with song

And I feel like I really belong

It's like finding a friend

Having money to spend

It's a most unusual day

There are people greeting people

There is sunshine everywhere

There are people greeting people

And a feeling of spring in the air

It's a most unusual time

I keep feeling my temperature climb

If my heart won't behave

In the usual way

Then there's only one thing to say

It's the most unusual

Most unusual

Most unusual day

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