Bathing Beauty Page #5

I am beloved.

Now you do it.

- Me?

- Yes, you.

Well, I'd rather not.

You will walk

or I will give you demerits.

I'm walking.

I have a secret.

I am beautiful.

- I am beloved.

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Elliott.

We do not waddle like a duck.

That's the only way I know.

Hold your head up. High. High. High.

- It's hooked on back there.

- Well, hold it up high...

...and act like a proud horse.

Move over, Nell.

That will be 20 demerits

for bad stable manners.

Girls, sit down.

How many times

have I told you not to eat candies?

You will ruin your shape.

What shape?

The next one I catch eating candies...

And throw away on the floor

all the sticky paper...

...will get 25 demerits.

Line up, everybody, for the waltz.

Come on. Hold up.

Lively, make it lively. That's it.

Music.

Well...

...we might as well face it, dear.

Tomorrow is Parents' Day, isn't it?

And in spite of all our efforts,

Mr. Elliott's still here.

I know.

Frankly, I'm at a loss to explain

his presence here to the parents.

And as dean of Victoria...

...l'm responsible.

Perhaps...

...if some very attractive young person...

...could arrange an engagement

with Mr. Elliott tonight...

...and manage to keep him out

after hours...

We might also arrange to have

Professor Evans at the gate...

...to expel the young man

when he returns.

Perhaps we could.

Ladies and gentlemen...

...next,

we present a musical phenomenon.

Some years ago...

...in a little caf in Romania...

...Jascha Heifetz,

the famous violinist...

...heard a gypsy fiddler play a selection

that made such an impression on his mind...

...that later, he wrote

a brilliant adaptation of it.

Tonight, for the first time...

...we present these violin fireworks...

...as transcribed for the trumpet

by Harry James.

Ladies and gentlemen...

..."Hora Staccato."

- Darling.

- Yes, dear?

Pinch me, will you?

- What for?

- Never mind. Just pinch me.

Ouch, yeah, it's real.

For a minute,

I thought I was dreaming.

I can't believe it's really me,

sitting across from you.

It looks like you.

You know, I nearly gave up

a couple of times...

...but then you'd say

or you'd do some little thing...

...that made me feel you still cared.

Would I?

I knew once you had time to think...

...you'd never believe the stuff

that crazy woman said in California.

Please, Steve,

I'd rather not talk about it.

You know, Caroline...

...when you love someone,

you trust them.

No one could ever make me

believe anything bad about you.

I want to see Mr. George Adams.

It is very important that I see him.

I'll take care of this. How do you do?

- Glad to see you.

- What about the part?

Why haven't you sent for me?

I will see you in just one minute.

Thank you.

Hey!

Let me out of here. Open that door.

Well, I have our little house

all planned.

Now, over here will be the living room.

And here's the fireplace.

We could sit in front of it

during the long winter nights...

...and be kind of like this. That's you...

...and, well, this is me.

You're more like...

You know, I used to lie awake

nights in the janitor's room...

...sort of dreaming about this.

Now, over here is the dining room...

...with a big bay window and a cupboard

for my grandmother's Spode china.

I'm pretty sure she'll give it to us.

You know,

my grandmother's gonna love you.

- Do you think so, darling?

- I know so.

Now, over here is the hall

with a big winding staircase.

You know how kids like to

slide down banisters.

You are planning on children,

aren't you?

Yes, darling.

Then what are we waiting for?

Let's go to Victoria College,

throw things in the bag...

...and let's get out of here.

Well, you want to, don't you?

Well, yes, dear, of course I do.

But, well...

Well, they're playing

one of my favorite songs.

Let's dance awhile first, huh?

Oh, sure.

And now we give you

your favorite singing star, Helen Forrest.

I cried for you

Now it's your turn to cry over me

Every road

Has a turning

That's one thing

You're learning

I cried for you

What a fool

I used to be

'Cause I've found two eyes

Just a little bit bluer

And I've found a heart

Just a little bit truer

I cried for you

Now it's your turn

To cry over me

Hey, buddy, do you know

how I can get to Victoria College?

- Straight down the road about 20 miles.

- Thanks.

The figure is familiar...

...but I cannot place the voice.

Well, Duke, tonight we have occasion

for rejoicing.

Before the cock crows, Mr. Steven Elliott

will be out of our lives forever.

- Dear?

- Yes, darling?

There never really was anything between

you and that awful woman, was there?

Of course not.

I knew deep down in my heart

there couldn't be.

If she were really your wife,

she would have had a marriage license.

Of course, there were

those three little red-haired boys.

There are millions

of redheaded boys all over the world.

I couldn't be the father of all of them.

No, of course not, darling.

Forgive me?

- Are you happy?

- Happy? I'm delirious.

Why shouldn't I be?

Gosh, I've got my wife back,

I'm on the first lap of our honeymoon.

- A man couldn't ask for any more.

- No, only...

It took a long time to walk

from that church to the bridal suite.

- But we finally made it, didn't we?

- Well, not quite, dear.

What do you mean?

We're on our way to pack, aren't we?

Well, yes, of course.

But I'm afraid when we get to the gate...

...Willis might not let you in.

Willis might not, why?

Well, you're out after hours...

...and he's waiting to expel you.

I'm gonna knock that petunia-presser

right on his trapeoliums.

Hey, wait a minute.

How did he know you were with me?

Oh, l... I don't know, dear.

Unless it's because I told him.

You'd better turn here, dear.

- You told him.

- Oh, look, darling.

I simply had to get you out of school

before the parents come tomorrow.

And well, it seemed

the only way to do it.

Honey, I didn't know I was gonna

fall in love with you all over again...

...and that I'd wanna leave Victoria

with you.

Oh, that's different. Come on, let's go.

Oh, no. I can't leave

on such short notice.

- It's not fair to Dean Clinton.

- No, we've got to be fair to Dean Clinton.

- Oh, you're not mad, are you?

- Oh, no, I'm as happy as a lark.

You're just going in, I'm staying out.

Nothing to get mad about.

Oh, but, sweetheart.

You know you can't come in.

- Tomorrow's Parents' Day, and...

- Tonight is definitely not Husband's Night.

Besides, you can't

get through the gate.

Of course,

you could climb over the wall.

Yeah, the wall.

Just to pack your bags, of course.

Oh, of course. Yeah.

Will you come down to the room

and help me pack?

Of course.

I'll climb over that wall.

I'll jump over it.

I'll drive through...

...and tell Willis you've left.

He's there. Turn off the lights

the minute we burst into the room.

- Right.

- One, two, three...

Go.

Here. Put me down. Put me down.

- Okay, Bunny, we've got him.

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