Bathing Beauty Page #6

- Steven Elliott, your hour has come.

You've been chosen to join the order of

the wise and worthy witches of Alpha Nu.

- Okay, kids! Give him the business.

- Now, wait a minute. What...?

Why don't you girls pick on

somebody your size?

Gosh, who's that?

I think it's one of your teachers.

- Jeepers. How'll we get out of here?

- You're witches, figure it out for yourself.

Here, what are you doing?

Hey, now, what are you...?

- Hello, Seor Elliott. l...

- Oh, no, not you.

I have to explain to you why I'm here.

It's just that I'm...

Steve, open the door, it's Caroline.

I only want to help.

Hurry, darling.

Sorry, pal, this is taken.

- Oh, goodness.

- Let me down. Let me down.

Let me dow...

Darling, hurry.

- Yes, dear?

- Don't just stand there. Come on.

Carry me over the threshold.

Oh, yeah, the threshold. Well...

Maybe you should come back later.

A week from Wednesday?

Come on, alley-oop.

There we are.

Are you cold, dear?

Yes, I am.

- I'll get you a robe.

- Thanks.

Oh, no, no, it isn't in there.

Oh, oh, is it over here?

No, no, it isn't in here either.

- Well, where?

- Well, I never wear the things.

Well, I'll get your slippers.

No, No. I never wear them, either.

What's that noise?

Suppressed steam.

Sometimes it goes on like that

all night.

- Really?

- Yes.

Maybe we'd better go

to your house, huh?

No, dear. If you can stand it, I can.

- Oh, I can't.

- Come on, sit down.

Relax.

Now, here we are all alone.

Yeah, all alone.

Just you and I.

Yeah, you and I.

How about a game of pinochle?

Chess?

Checkers?

Cribbage?

Jacks?

Steve, what's the matter with you?

Me? There's nothing the matter

with me. l...

Steve, I come to warn you.

- Who do you suppose is here?

- Who do you suppose is here?

Not fair, I asked you first.

Hello, Carlos. How are you?

With the exception of a slight cold,

good.

Slight cold.

Come in out of the night air, goodness.

- I'm not intruding?

- No. We're glad to see you. Aren't we?

My, yes. We can have a nice little game

of three-handed bridge.

- Good. I'll get the cards.

- I do not play the cards.

- I only play the guitar.

- Let's have a game of guitar.

Look, Carlos, why don't you find

yourself an audition somewhere else.

If you've got a bad cold,

you'd better take care of it, boy.

Go home and soak

your head. Good night.

Don't mind me. I'm broad-minded.

My parents aren't.

- They're on their way over.

- Your parents?

Yes, they got here ahead of time.

We've got to hide, quick.

Hide? What for?

There's nothing wrong here.

Yeah, that's what you think.

I think I hear them coming. Quick, hide.

We mustn't get the dean in trouble.

Let's hide somewhere. The closet.

Okay, No, no, no. not there.

Over here. It's cooler.

- There's something I must tell you.

- Hide.

What are you talking about?

- Get in there.

- Let me out.

But I assure you, Mrs. Allenwood,

the young man has already left Victoria.

Nevertheless,

I prefer to see it with my own eyes.

You see, everything is in order.

It seems to be, yes.

You are mistaken about Steve Elliott.

- He's a fine, upstanding young man.

- You.

Evidently, our fears are groundless.

Stuffy.

Who, my parents?

- It seems to be.

- Listen.

We must go back, Alonzo.

I've lost my lorgnette.

Here we go again.

Oh, no, no, no.

- Do you think you dropped it in here?

- I dropped it about here. Oh, there it is.

- Well, you're very fortunate.

- Thank you.

Very.

- Please, I can explain.

- You cellar Casanova.

I can explain, really I can...

Miss Brooks, will you please let me...?

- Oh, my.

- No, put me down.

- Excuse me.

- I know the whole story...

...I just can't live with it.

Let me go.

George, I've ruined everything.

I've embarrassed the dean,

disgraced Victoria College...

...and caused Caroline to lose her job.

- You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

- I am.

I came in to say goodbye.

Goodbye?

- Where are you going?

- I don't know.

I'd jump in the river

but the water reminds me of Caroline.

But what about my songs?

George, I'll make you a proposition.

Star Caroline in your water pageant...

...l'll see you get the songs

for the opening.

Star Caroline?

But she's unknown, Steve.

Well, that's my proposition.

You can take it or leave it.

- Take it? I got to take it.

- Oh, swell, George.

Wait a minute, Steve.

How does she look

in a bathing suit?

How does she look in a bathing suit?

Is he kidding?

Hide behind that piece of scenery.

You can see Caroline, she can't see you.

Oh, I know that,

but you don't have to rub it in.

Come on, Steve, hurry up. Hurry up.

Oh, Steve, darling, forgive me.

She told me everything.

- Who?

- Me.

I don't...

Please excuse me just a moment.

Excuse me one moment.

What am I doing? I can't swim. Help.

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