At Long Last Love Page #5

anything else you'd like?

Oh, no. Grazie.

Thank you. It's enough.

Whatever you say, sir.

Leaping lizards!

Sir?

Leaping lizards.

She always says "Leaping lizards."

How eloquent.

See, ma, she no home.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Yeah, tomorrow.

I shall say a small prayer.

Thank you!

You are very gentle.

Thank you, sir.

What?

Oh, never mind.

Don't just stand there.

You look like a nervous turtle.

Another reptile.

Huh?

How does one tell, I wonder,

when turtles are nervous?

Well, they stay in their shells,

Rodney ol' James.

Well, that is not the case

with this turtle. No, huh?

No, he was simply amazed that anyone who

could swill so much liquor of an evening...

could possibly arise

so early in the morning.

I love the way you talk.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Coffee's hot.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Those for Miss Carter?

Yep.

An eccentric breakfast,

I dare say.

Oh, she don't eat 'em.

She don't-uh, doesn't?

Nope.

Well, what does she do with them?

She puts 'em on her face.

I see. Silly of me to ask.

I made some fresh orange juice

in the icebox, if you want it.

No, thank you.

I don't believe I'll eat

or drink for several days.

What do you all do around here

to pass the time?

Oh, many things.

Like?

Well, there are several

splendid horses in the stable.

A large pool, a tennis court,

a skeet range.

Mr. Pritchard also plays poker,

football...

Oh, I love football.

All that contact.

Madam, please,

keep your distance.

I was just gonna get

some orange juice for Miss Brooke.

I'm sorry.

You're an old grouch.

That's true.

You can put the coffee down now.

Isn't there anything you like to do?

Yes, there is.

What?

Sleep.

I bet you mean sleep too.

Yes, I do.

But are you fond

of riding, dear?

Kindly tell me if so

Yes, I'm fond of riding, dear;

But in the morning, no;

No?

No.

Well, are you good

at shooting, dear?

Kindly tell me if so

Yes, I'm good

at shooting, dear

But in the morning, no;

When the dawn's early light

comes to crucify my night

That's

the time when I'm in low;

Are you fond of

wrestling, dear?

Kindly tell me if so

Yes, I'm fond

of wrestling, dear;

But in the morning, no

No, no?

No, no, no, no, no;

Have you got everything?

Yes.

Shall we go amongst 'em?

I think we had better.

Can you do the crawl, my dear?

Kindly tell me if so

I can do the crawl, my dear;

But in the morning, no;

When I, as Gunga Din,

bring his bromo seltzer in

That's the time when

I'm in low

Do you use

the breaststroke, dear'?

Kindly tell me if so

Yes, I use

the breaststroke, dear

But in the morning,

no, no No, no?

No, no, no, no, no;

Rod, is that you?

Yes, sir.

What are you yelling about?

Just seeing if you're up, sir.

Have you got my fizzy?

Right here, sir.

What shall I do

with Miss O'Kelly's coffee?

She's gone for a walk

or something equally bizarre.

I'll drink it.

Yes, sir.

Morning, Beth.

Hi.

Bye.

Are you fond of poker, dear?

Kindly tell me if so

Yes, I'm fond of poker, dear;

But in the morning, no;

Beth? Yeah.

Do you have it all?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Can you fill an

inside straight?

Kindly tell me if so

I've filled plenty

inside straights

But in the morning,

no, no No, no?

No, no, no, no, no

What are you gonna do?

Meditate.

Can I watch?

No. Go away.

Okay. But, Rod...

Rodney?

Yes.

I'll see you in the afternoon.

Ooh-ooh.

Buongiorno.

Hiya.

Brooke is up?

I think she's down.

Is bad?

I'd say it's a four-cucumber day.

That's bad.

It ain't good.

Well, I try.

Well, "boner fortuner."

Oh.

Brooke.

Brooke.

It's me-Johnny.

No kidding.

Brooke, you are angry.

Brooke, I'm sorry

I didn't tell you the truth.

But it's only a little lie.

I become very rich very soon.

Maybe tomorrow.

Okay, okay.

I'll see you later.

Let me wake up now.

Yeah, I go.

Brooke.

What?

Little Annie Orphan no home yet.

Brooke? Did you hear

about Little Annie?

Leaping lizards.

Yeah.

I see you later, Mia Cara.

Is it in marble;

Or is it in clay?

Is what I thought

a new Rolls

A used Chevrolet?

Is it a sapphire

Or simply a charm?

Is it real fire

Yeah.

Or just a false alarm?

Is it today's thrill;

Or really romance?

Is it a kiss on the lips

Or just a kick in the pants?

Is it the gay 906$

Cavorting above?

Or is it

At long last

Love?

Talking to yourself?

Uh, yeah, a little.

Nice day.

Belissima.

Oh, that's Italian. Ah,

for the day and for you.

Well, I think I'll go get

a cruller or something.

Ciao.

Yeah. Auf Wiedersehen.

Ah, Kathy.

Hmm?

Little Annie Orphan no home yet.

No, huh?

What about Dick Tracy?

Oh, still the same.

Is bad.

Sure is.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Well.

Is it the rainbow;

Or just a mirage?

Will it be

tender and sweet

Or merely massage?

Is it a brainstorm

In one of its quirks?

Or is it the best;

The crest

The works'?

Is it for all time

Or Simply a lark?

Is it the Lido I see;

Or only Asbury Park?

Should I say thumbs down

And give it a shove?

Or is it at long last

Love?

Talking to yourself?

I was just thinking

about... things.

Anyone I know?

No.

Well, don't go away.

I'm just gonna...

Okay.

Be right down.

Is it an earthquake

Or simply a shock?

Is it the good

turtle soup

Or merely the mock?

Is it a cocktail

This feeling of joy?

Or is what I feel

The real McCoy?

Have I the right hunch

Or have I the wrong?

Will it be Bach I shall hear

or just a Cole Porter song?

Is it a fancy love

We're thinking of?

Or is it at long

Last

Love?

Oh! Hoo-hoo!

Rodney!

Rodney?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I've got alcohol in my eyes.

Well, that's an original way to drink.

No. Shaving alcohol.

You shouldn't drink that at all.

I wasn't drinking it.

Could we continue this

conversation later? Gladly.

Thank you. Could I ask you

one question before I go?

No.

What's that all over your face?

Smallpox.

Thank you.

Why don't you go shave?

I Will.

Is it a breakdown

Or is it a break?

Dee, Dee, Dee, Dee

Is it a real porterhouse

Or only a steak

What can account for

These strange pitter-pats?

Could this be the dream

The cream, the cats'?

Is it to rescue

Or is it to wreck?

Is it an ache in the heart;

Or just a pain in the neck?

Is it the ivy you touch

With a glove?

Or is it at long

Last

Love?

I wonder what'll happen.

Hey!

Hey!

No!

Get yourself a scotch, Alfred.

Huh?

That's okay. That's Mabel.

My mother.

Touchdown!

I win.

Mother, you're always spoiling it.

I said no tackling.

We're not gonna have any tack...

I hate this game.

I've always hated this game.

Really, Kitty.

You're getting awfully butch.

I don't know what came over me. Not

to mention this other young lady.

Hi. I'm Brooke. I'm broken.

My back is broken.

I'm sorry!

He's always complaining.

Michael, if you're going to play

with pros, you have to be prepared.

Yes, Mother.

Now, who's this?

I'm Johnny Spanish.

I bet you are.

No, Mabel. That's his name.

I love it!

Now cut that out.

He goes with her.

Lucky me!

Oh, well, if that's your type.

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