A Date with Judy Page #7

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Father,

you know I'll always stand by you.

Even if it means working with Oogie.

My working with him

will have to be a strictly business basis.

Oh, naturally. Strictly business, of course.

Now you run on to bed

and we'll talk over again in a few days.

If you don't mind, I'd like to stay down

just a little while longer if I may.

I have so many things to think about.

So many, many things.

All right, you stay down here

a few minutes and think.

But if you don't come upstairs

in 10 minutes, I'm coming down...

...and carry you up piggyback,

like I used do before you grew up.

- Oh, Father.

- Good night, honey.

Good night, Father.

Dora.

- Dora.

- Hm?

Judy's in love.

Oh, that's nice.

Oogie must be happy.

Don't forget to wind the clock.

No, no, no. You don't know what I mean.

It isn't Oogie.

She's in love with Stephen.

Looks very serious.

What? Stephen?

- What are you...? You mean...

- That's what I mean.

Well, he couldn't be serious

or could he?

I don't know about him, but Judy is.

Oh, she's just a baby.

Well, I'm not so sure about that.

She informed me that she now feels

as you did when you first met me.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

No bacon this morning. That new

specialist has eliminated pork for my diet.

Davis, I'll come down myself

and speak to them.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

What are you doing up so early?

You're not ill, are you?

- No, Father, I'm not ill.

- That's good.

- I wanted to talk to you.

- Hm?

I said, I wanted to talk to you.

What is it? New clothes?

Allowance overdrawn?

- Ogden's not in trouble?

- No, Father.

Your broker is on the wire, sir.

- I'd like to go away for a while.

- Hello, Grayson. Fine.

Change is beneficial. Where you going?

Now, have you sold those shares,

Grayson?

I don't know, Father.

Indecision's a sign of weakness.

No, no, not you, Grayson, I'm talking

to my daughter. What about those shares?

The market broke

before you had a chance to sell?

Well, be in my office in half an hour

with the figures.

Yes.

Where's Carol?

- She's left, Mr. Pringle.

- She didn't touch her breakfast.

Well, people in love

rarely have much appetite, sir.

- In love. Who's in love?

- Miss Carol, I believe, sir.

Nonsense. Well, she only a child. She...

- What do you mean, in love?

- Just that, sir.

With whom? What does he do?

What's he's background?

His name is Stephen Andrews.

He works in Scully's drug store.

What? Wait a minute, Jameson. Did she say

something about wanting to go away?

Yeah, I believe she did, sir.

A sensible girl, Carol.

I'll speak to her myself.

You see what you can do about finding out

who this fellow is.

Yes, I'll do my best, sir.

About this trip, Carol.

I thought you might like

to go to your grandmother's.

Maine is very nice this time of the year.

I'm sure it is, Father.

But I changed my mind. I'm staying here.

Oh?

- And, Father?

- Yes, Carol.

You'll be happy to know...

...that American Tel and Tel

went up two points today.

- Good morning, Nightingale.

- Yes, I suppose it is.

Even in the morning, the door bells,

the phone bells.

This is the "bellingest" house

I've ever been in.

- Good morning, Oogie.

Hello, Nightingale.

How is it you always manage to get here

just when everybody's eating?

It's no trouble at all.

Good morning, Oogie. How are you

this beautiful glorious morning?

Fine, sir. I mean, I'm not fine.

It's just that I'm...

To tell you the truth,

I'm not fine at all.

Well, well, sit down

and tell me all about it, Oogie.

Well, it's like this, Mr. Foster.

I think your daughter

is losing interest in me.

Oh, well, you know how girls are, Oogie.

- No, sir, I don't. How are they?

- Well...

You have to keep

two jumps ahead of them.

Find out what they want

and then don't give it to them.

Later on, surprise them.

Always works, Oogie.

Gee, I can't seem to surprise Judy much.

Seem she always knows

what I'm gonna do before I do.

Well, that's because she's a Foster.

Always on her toes.

- Good Morning, Mr. Pringle.

- Oh, hi, Judy.

- Good morning, Father.

- Good morning, Judy, dear.

Father, you're wearing a new tie.

That's right, a new tie. You like it?

I think it's snazzy, Mr. Foster.

But it's so loud.

Well, so it's loud.

I got a dozen more just as loud.

But it's not like you at all.

Mm. Well, I'm a different person,

a new man:

After all, a man of my age is liable

to get into a rut.

Well, goodbye, Judy, dear.

Goodbye, Oogie.

You two kids try and get along together

and work out that there radio idea.

He didn't eat a thing.

- I brought the contract for the radio show...

- We'll have to see Father about it first.

We just saw him.

Mr. Pringle...

...we have a policy in our household.

We never discuss business at home.

We'll have to call on him at the office.

I'm doing pretty good, don't you think?

Magnificent, wonderful.

Somewhere in your family tree

must be hanging a Spaniard.

Let's go.

That's it. Now watch the hip.

- Watch the hip.

- Yeah, I am. I am.

- Hi, Miss Clarke, I wanna see Father.

- You'll have to wait. Your father's busy.

That's what you told me yesterday

and the day before.

- I thought this was the slack season.

- Business is picking up.

Oh, but I've got to see him,

it's terribly vital.

Hello.

Judy is on her way in. Hold her a minute.

It will be just a minute.

I don't see what difference

one little minute makes. Do you?

Judy.

Well, Judy.

My own little Judy.

Of course, Father. Who else is?

- What brings you two here?

- We came about the radio program.

Oh, yes, of course.

Oogie's drawn up a contract

he wants you to sign.

He's gonna be a Supreme Court justice.

Sign here.

Well, Judy, I'd never sign anything

before I read it.

Now you two run along.

Well, it's nothing tricky, Mr. Foster.

Just seven years.

Oh, with options.

Seven years?

Well, what if your voice changes?

Now, here, Judy...

...you take that and buy yourself

a new dress for the radio show.

- Buy a dress, Father?

- Yeah, and get yourself some shoes...

...or buy anything that you want to.

But run along.

- Are you sure you feel all right?

- Oh, I feel fine.

He looks fine to me.

Sure. Fine.

Father, how old are you?

Well, I'm just half as old

as you think I am, Judy.

- Run along, go on up to the store.

- I think he wants us to go.

- Get yourself a lot of clothes.

- It's happened.

- Huh?

- Men, beasts. I hate you all.

- Golly, Judy, what did I do?

- Nothing yet, but you will.

- Why?

- Because you're a man.

One of us must be crazy, Judy.

Frankly, I'm bewildered.

From now on,

don't you ever speak to me again.

Very well, Miss Foster.

I'll see you at rehearsal at 4.

Purely as maestro and vocalist.

I'm a very patient man,

but I've reached the end of my rope.

Miss Clarke...

...do you have trouble with men?

Just getting them, that's all.

For goodness sakes, Oogie, stop pacing.

You'll wear yourself out.

How can you have a rehearsal

with nobody to rehearse with.

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