Baby Face Page #4

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That must be stopped.

The thing to do is to send for the girl.

I told her to be here at 10:00.

Quite on time.

Come in.

- Sit here, please.

- Thank you.

Now, Courtland, will you...?

Miss Powers, we understand

that one of the newspapers...

...has offered you a sum of money

for a story by you...

...touching on this unfortunate affair.

- Is that correct?

- Yes.

May I ask what sort of a story it is?

Why, it's my diary.

You kept a diary?

Well, just my experiences

here at the bank.

I see.

And you're willing

to have them published?

Oh, I couldn't bear to do it

except that I'm desperate.

I know what the world thinks.

Everyone blames me.

No one knows the truth.

I was all alone here.

No family, no friends.

I was working hard,

earning my own living.

And then...

- And then Baby came.

- Baby?

That's what I always called Mr. Carter.

I was a victim of circumstance.

No one will ever know what I went through.

And then this terrible thing.

I couldn't believe it had happened.

Now I'm disgraced

for the rest of my life.

There's nothing left for me

to do but to go away...

...where nobody knows me

and try and start all over again.

I don't wanna sell this story

to the papers.

I wouldn't hurt anyone for the world.

I wish I could tear it up now

before anybody reads it, but I can't.

I must have money to go away.

All I want is a chance

to earn an honest living.

Gentlemen, I think

there's only one thing to do:

Give Miss Powers a check for $ 10,000

to turn her story over to us.

Oh, it's 15,000.

Oh, didn't the paper offer you 10?

Yes, but I've been figuring things up...

...and I don't see how I could possibly

let it go for less than 15,000.

Well, we won't quibble

over a few thousand dollars.

Are we all agreed, gentlemen?

- I agree.

- That's the thing to do.

- Then we're agreed on that.

- Just a moment, please.

Miss Powers, no one could help

but be moved by your story.

It's obvious, as you say,

that you were a victim of circumstance.

You have our sympathy.

Of course, any talk of money must be

very distressing to a sensitive person.

You've told us how distasteful it would be

for you to accept money from a paper.

I'm afraid it would be equally distasteful

to accept money from the bank.

Perhaps we've been somewhat crude

in our suggestion.

You also told us

how hard you had to work.

When this thing happened,

were you working very hard?

Yeah, but not at the bank.

Oh, I see.

You also told us that all you wanted

was a chance to earn an honest living.

To get away where nobody knew you

and where you could start life over again.

That is what you said,

isn't it, Miss Powers?

Yes, that's what I said.

Very well, we'll give you what you want.

We'll pay your passage to Paris,

and when you arrive there...

...you'll find a position waiting for you

in our Paris branch.

No doubt, you'll want

to change your name.

That can all be arranged for you

in strict confidence.

Is that satisfactory, Miss Powers?

- I guess so.

- Splendid.

- Did you put all that down?

- Yes, sir.

Arrange transportation for Miss Powers

on the first boat sailing.

Well, I think that's all,

isn't it, gentlemen?

Thank you, Miss Powers.

You'll like Paris.

It's delightful in the springtime.

Yeah?

You think of everything, don't you?

Of course, if I go to Berlin,

the food there is very fattening.

Well, you could go to Carlsbad

afterward and reduce.

The very thing!

Could you arrange it for me?

I'll have the tickets sent to your hotel,

Mrs. Hemingway.

- Would you care to look this over?

- Thank you.

You're welcome.

Would you look after this, Miss Allen?

- Changed your mind about dinner tonight?

- I'm still not hungry.

- My boy, I think she's crazy about you.

- Oh, I don't get her at all.

What does she do for a good time?

She never goes out.

Come on, boys. Try and give

the appearance of working, anyhow.

We've got to make a good impression

on Mr. Trenholm.

Oh, dear, I'm so nervous. All this fuss

and excitement over Mr. Trenholm.

I do hope he doesn't start firing people

right and left.

The last time the president came...

When do you think the loan

will be decided?

Oh, possibly in about two days.

Then I shall take myself to Nice

for a much needed rest.

Well.

I didn't expect to find you here.

- I know you didn't.

- Miss Allen has done very well.

We've put her in charge

of our travel bureau.

Really? I'm glad to hear it.

Oh, by the way, this department

has increased its business...

...over 40 percent

since the first of the year.

- Going my way?

- No, thanks.

- Well, you don't know which is my way.

- Anyhow, I'm not going that way.

Well, good night.

How are you liking Paris?

Oh, it's very nice, except that you

can't get a taxi when it rains.

Could I drop you?

- I'm afraid that would be too much trouble.

- No trouble.

Thank you.

Frankly, I am surprised.

Why?

I didn't expect you to stick to the job.

That's why I stuck.

One might imagine that you'd find

this business life rather dull.

One might imagine that you know

practically nothing about me.

Still, it would have been easy for you

to come here to Paris...

...and have a somewhat gayer time.

It would have been too easy.

That's what you expected me to do.

Does it annoy you to find out

that you're wrong about something?

Or were you ever wrong before?

Well, you must admit

that our first meeting was rather formal.

Oh, this is as far as I go.

So this is where you live, huh?

All the charm of the Old World

and the Old World plumbing.

I'm sure your apartment is attractive.

I wouldn't want you to be disappointed.

- Thanks so much. Good night.

- Good night.

Oh, it's one of those pink envelopes.

I knew it.

These big executives always begin

cutting down the office force.

Oh, I never thought

they'd let you go, though, dearie.

- Did they give you a week's notice?

- No.

Just a few hours.

- Darling!

- Oh, Aunt Julia.

We just few over from London.

I saw you dancing

with this ravishing creature.

This is my aunt, Lady Montroyd.

- How do you do, my dear?

- How do you do?

- Courtland, old boy.

- Hello, Harry.

Harry simply dragged me here

with the delusion...

...that Miss Allen might dance with him.

- Do you know the Duke of Pom-plum?

Courtland always finds

the most devastating girls.

But if you get bored,

you come along, join us later.

Oh, that would be jolly.

Well, if I don't see you later,

and I don't suppose I shall...

...take me to lunch tomorrow, dear.

- I will, Aunt Julia. Good night.

Miss Allen, would you

honor me with a dance?

- Take Harry with you.

- I've been looking forward to it.

- Come along, you little man. Good night.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Well, my evening's a social success.

Dukes and ladies.

Don't tell me the king of Spain

is going to jump out of a pie.

You mustn't be snobbish.

Beneath their rough exteriors,

they really have hearts of platinum.

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