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I was with him last night after he made

the phone call from our house.

You must forgive me for that.

And him, too.

Frank is free to go out

with whoever he pleases, Miss Tremayne.

But you're angry

because he lied to you on the phone.

Wouldn't you be?

Put yourself in the poor man's place.

What could he have said

without hurting your feelings even more?

You must know

that I wouldn't be telling you this

if it wasn't completely innocent.

Excuse me.

Don't be cross, please.

- Miss Tremayne...

- Do call me Diane.

Diane, I'm sure your motives

for telling me all this are good,

but, frankly, I wish you hadn't.

But why?

We spent most of the time

talking about you.

And about his plans

for his racing car place.

That's why I called.

I'm afraid I don't understand.

Mary, would you accept $1,000 from me

to add to that garage fund?

$1,000?

- But why...

- I have few friends, none actually.

And last night, after I left Frank,

I got to thinking about you two.

And I thought that if I could help you both

to realize your dream,

I'd have a little part in your life.

Well, that's very generous of you

and all that,

but I'm sure Frank feels the same...

You mustn't tell him, ever.

It would be our secret.

Hasn't anyone ever told you

about hospital salaries?

How do you think

I could explain away $1,000?

You could say you won it on the radio

or in a contest. There are all sorts of ways.

And he wouldn't believe any of them.

Well, I can see my little plot

didn't succeed.

Oh, I wouldn't say that.

You brought me here today because

you wanted to shake my faith in Frank.

You have.

You wanted to find out

how clever or stupid I am.

I guess you've done that, too.

So your little plot has succeeded after all.

And what do you intend to do about it?

Nothing.

Not one thing.

I suppose I could pick up the check

but I'm too practical.

You see, I have to work for my money.

I won't say goodbye, Diane.

I'm sure I'll see more of you.

- What do you say, Janie?

- Hi, Frank.

Hi, honey.

- Good night, dear.

- Good night, Mary.

Hello, Frank.

Well, what'll it be?

Gilmore Field or a drive-in movie?

Aren't you too tired

after your rough night?

I'll buy you a T-bone twice as big

and twice as beautiful

if it takes my whole paycheck,

which it will.

You do that, some other time.

Oh, honey, stop.

You're not gonna let a T-bone steak

come between us.

Now, come on. Dimple up.

All right.

I'd have been lousy company

last night, honey.

Ten minutes after I left Harry's

I was in the sack.

I can believe that.

Well, you can head for

that same sack tonight.

- I've got other plans.

- Oh, you have?

- Yes, I have.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- Okay!

Quiet, please. This is a residential district.

Now, don't tell me. Just let me hope.

Hello, Bill.

You know, in times like these,

a guy can offer a girl a handkerchief

or a double old fashioned.

- What'll it be?

- Both.

Come on, you redheaded double-crosser.

Who, me? Double-cross a pal?

I should say.

What's the matter?

Were you on Cly-boy, too?

This time I'm making no fresh coffee, see?

It's all right. I don't care for any right now.

Go ahead, hit me.

First, I'll buy you dinner,

then maybe I'll hit you.

I wish I could but the family expects me.

This is definitely not my day.

When I tell you what I did, you probably

won't want to see me again, ever.

Sounds pretty grim.

I had lunch with Mary.

I told her about last night.

Oh, not everything.

Just that we went out together.

Well, why did you say that? I told her I...

I only did it because I wanted

to help get the garage.

- Oh, you're a big help.

- I offered Mary $1,000.

You offered her $1,000 just like that?

And what did she say?

She was rather angry.

I gathered she resented

you knowing anybody else.

Look, I'm a free agent.

Mary admits that

but you know what girls are.

It's only natural.

Look what I found.

They're running

the Pebble Beach Road Races

later on next month.

I thought that we could enter the car

and you drive.

I drove that course in '41.

Well, then you're eligible

even though you were a pro.

As long as you haven't raced

for two years.

Two years? I haven't raced in 10.

You could tune it up,

change anything you wanted,

and we could take it out weekends.

- Do you think Mary would mind?

- Oh, Mary has nothing to do with this.

We take that race,

it'll mean a lot of publicity.

Make it a lot easier

for me to get backing for the shop.

Come on, let's have dinner.

I'll talk to you about it.

I can't, the family.

I could get away later, though.

-10:
00?

- Here.

Here.

Charles, if you must play that,

would you mind turning it a little lower?

I'll have another, Ito.

You needn't have turned it off.

Evening, family.

Well, we seem particularly festive

this evening.

What is it?

- New dress?

- Yes, I got the bill this morning.

Really, Diane, when I gave you permission

to pick up something simple...

Oh, Catherine, darling, you know that

the simple things always cost the most.

Ito, you're an angel.

Now, what is it tonight?

Don't tell me, let me guess.

Pineapple certainly.

Orange.

- What's the other?

- It's crme de fraises, dear.

I'm sure you knew it all along.

Tell Chiyo to hurry dinner, please.

I'm famished.

Catherine,

don't you think

we ought to have a chauffeur?

I thought you enjoyed driving

that horrible little jet-propelled torpedo.

- Well, I do but you don't.

- No argument there.

And, Catherine, you know how nervous

and absent-minded you are

- after your bridge bouts.

- Oh, I wouldn't say that.

Only three tickets last month

for not observing stop signals.

- Only one collision.

- That was definitely not my fault, Charles.

I distinctly signaled

I was making a left turn.

Dinner is served, please.

But you turned right, darling.

I think Diane has a point.

And, besides,

I think it would be a good idea

to have another man in the house.

Might keep away the prowlers.

Please, Frank.

You could make just as much money

as you do at the hospital.

There's an apartment over the garage.

Not very large, maybe,

but at least it has a regular bed

and not something

that leaps out of a wall at you.

No, I don't think

I'm quite the type for that.

"Yes, sir. " "No, ma'am. "

"Home, Driver. " "Walk the dog, Franklin. "

We don't have a dog

and the family isn't like that.

Father never goes out,

and Mother just goes to her bridge clubs,

and I'm no trouble.

Just think,

you could get set for Pebble Beach.

Well, what'll it be? "Home, James"?

No, not yet.

What'd she say?

I ask if she trimmed the toast

for Miss Diane.

She said, "I always do it. "

Then she got angry and said...

Well, in American,

I guess it would be, "Drop dead. "

I thought the man wore the pants

in Japan.

Maybe she has been too long

with Mrs. Tremayne.

One acquires bad habits so easily.

I'll get it.

Hello?

Is that you, Frank?

How wonderful to hear your voice

in the morning,

even if it is just "hello. "

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