A Girl in Every Port Page #2

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- Make me an offer.

- Don't despair, friend,

there are ways to make

an indecent penny with a racing horse.

His ankles get better if you don't

run him. He needs a rest, that's all.

He was born sickly cos he was twins.

- Twins?

- There's another horse just like him?

Yes, sir. I was there when he was born.

My pappy worked for Pop Sweet,

he's dead now,

and Mr Cedric -

he bought all Pop Sweet's horses.

Little Aaron here, he was born twins.

- Are you sure about this, boy?

- Uh-huh.

Miss Jane - that's Pop

Sweet's little girl -

she took the other horse away and kept him.

Do you realise what this means,

brother Benny?

Two horses that look alike

are fraught with possibilities.

This may be greater than the discovery

of gold in California.

I don't get it. First you turn him

into glue, then you turn him into gold.

I didn't know they made gold out of horses.

Easiest thing in the world, son,

especially when they're twins.

Know where to find Pop Sweet's little girl?

She works at one of them drive-ins

waiting on automobiles.

That's her.

- You said she was a little girl.

- Let's don't quibble over technicalities.

- Man the guns and stand by for action.

- Roger!

Never mind Roger, we'll handle it ourselves.

- Why, Pearl, what are you doing here?

- Howdy, Miss Jane.

These two gentlemen bought Aaron.

Seamen Linn and Dunnevan at your service.

- You can call me Tim.

- And me Benny darling.

What do you see in me that's so attractive?

I'm awfully pleased to meet you

but I'm kind of busy right now.

They didn't believe me

about Little Aaron being a twin

so I brought them to you.

You tell them, Miss Jane.

Why, they're twins all right, and they

have the same father and mother too.

Uh, well, wouldn't you like

to order something?

I can't talk to anybody unless I'm waiting

on them and they're in an automobile

Who wants to talk,

or sit in an automobile and wait?

Let me take that.

That's awful heavy for a pretty girl.

It's not heavy,

they cook everything light here.

Allow me.

What do you serve here? Cannonballs?

Hey, you mind if I feel your muscles?

He wants his food. Could you feel my

muscles some other time? I'm kind of busy.

What's up with the doll who took my order?

You oughta be ashamed of yourself

expecting a poor little girl to wait on you.

You dropped something.

Uh, about that horse - you still got him?

He's on a vegetable farm. I couldn't

afford to support him so I rented him out.

He works for his keep and he can eat

all the vegetables he wants.

Except he only likes hay.

Who doesn't? Especially if you're a horse.

I appreciate what you're doing but can't

you meet me later when I'm through working?

- We brought Little Aaron with us.

- You brought him here?

- Yeah.

- But we don't serve horses.

We just want you to look at him

and see if he matches your horse.

He's just around here, Miss Jane.

Yes, they both have bad ankles,

poor babies.

Hey!

You, hot number, how about some chow?

What'll you have? We're all out of it.

- We're all out of that too.

- I said "hot number".

You don't look like no hot number to me.

You don't look so hot yourself,

you've lost your looks.

I don't think we'd make a go of it,

I'll send back your presents.

Oh, a wise guy, eh?

- Wanna make something out of it?

- Sure.

Brains and brawn, huh, Benny?

Hey, he can't stay there.

That space is reserved for cars. Come on!

Police!

We'd better get out of here.

How about taking us to see

Little Shamrock?

- Right now?

- Can't think of a better time.

- They're very much alike.

- Two peas in a pod.

- And they look the same too.

- What do we want with two horses?

His feet are fine, they're not sick any more.

I wonder by any chance can he run.

Of course he can,

he's got two more legs than you.

Huh?

What is your plan, brother?

I just don't get it.

I'm gonna sell Little Aaron

back to Bert Sedgwick

- with some help from Little Shamrock.

- I still don't get it.

You will, and if you don't stop

interfering, sooner than you expect.

What are we gonna be this time?

Buffalo Bill or oilmen from Texas?

- Haven't made up my mind yet.

- Well, don't make me an Indian again.

That time in Arizona I almost got scalped.

We'll leave Little Aaron with you,

you'll never notice the difference.

Then you gotta leave me too.

- OK with you?

- Gracias, seor.

I'll take the horse and the boy.

Well, that's that. Millicent, cast your

eyes upon a reformed racehorse owner.

I know what a sacrifice it's been, Bert,

but you'll be surprised

how soon you'll forget it all.

Anything you say. You don't like horse

racing so it's off. Not a horse left.

Now get in. We don't want you to be late

on your first day.

No.

- Especially since you'll

be vice-president. - Yes.

- Vice-president has such a nice sound.

- Yes. Struggling up from the top.

Well, it never hurts to be engaged

to the boss's daughter, darling.

No.

Come along.

- Isn't it exciting?

- Tell me, uh...

how many vice-presidents have to die

before I'm president?

Don't be silly.

Remember, they're not going to marry me.

Morning, Miss Temple, Mr Sedgwick.

This is Miss Brooks, your secretary.

I chose her myself.

How are you?

Well? Like it?

Great, I, uh... hope I can live up to it.

You will. Now kiss me and I'll be off.

Now what do I do?

- Answer it, silly.

- Me?

Yes?

Tell them to wait. Mr Sedgwick will be

with them in a few moments.

A couple of important clients. You see?

You're already started.

Luck.

Ma'am, sir, I can see that you

all are a fair flower of the south.

Didn't I all meet you at the Kentucky Derby?

- I've never been in Kentucky.

- That's funny - neither were we...

Were we?

You just leave your name and address

with the little lady and I'll be in touch.

I- I guess

we were in Kentucky.

Keep your ears and eyes open for anything

or anybody that sounds like horse racing,

- and report to me.

- I understand, Miss Temple.

Mr Sedgwick, sir, I'm afraid we all have

the advantage of you all.

- I'm afraid you have.

- And if we haven't, we will have.

- Won't you be seated?

- Gladly, sir.

- Thank you.

- Uh, haven't we met somewhere before?

What ship were you on?

- Possibly at Saratoga?

- I was never on the Saratoga. Sir.

Allow me to introduce ourselves.

I'm Colonel Forsyth at your service, sir.

And this is my associate, Mr Blossom.

No doubt you all have heard of us,

we are a couple of Kentucky horse owners.

Uh, from Kentucky.

From Kentucky, you don't say.

Well, what can I do for you?

If it's anything to do with horses,

I've given up racing.

Sold my stable, as you'll know.

Well, that, sir, Mr Sedgwick,

is why we all here.

You all, sir, have been the victim

of a swindle.

Is that so?

Why, Mr Blossom and me, we had the

honour of buying your horse Little Aaron.

- You recollect?

- Oh, yes, yes indeed.

You was gonna sell him to a glue factory.

You was under the impression

that your horse had bad ankles.

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