Blonde Venus Page #7

Johnny, do you know who that is?

No, who is it?

Do you remember Mother, Johnny?

Sure, I do. Is that her picture?

- I don't think I can do it, Nick.

- Nonsense, you've got to see him.

Come in.

- What is it you want?

- My name's Townsend.

- Who?

- Nick Townsend.

I suppose you have

a very good reason for coming here?

As a matter of fact, I have, Mr. Faraday.

Your wife wants to see Johnny.

- Where is she?

- Right outside the door.

Who's that, Daddy?

It's bedtime.

Start undressing, will you, Johnny?

I'll be with you in a few minutes.

Do you mind going now, Mr. Townsend?

I'm very tired.

So you have no intention

of allowing Helen to see the boy.

No.

Look here, Faraday.

I'm going to marry Helen.

I've just read the papers. Congratulations.

Between you and me,

I wish she hadn't wanted to come here.

But she's out there, waiting.

I've been teaching Johnny

to forget his mother.

It's been a pretty tough job

and I don't intend to have my work spoiled.

I see.

You're not so very well off financially,

are you?

That's nobody's business but my own.

Would it be worth, let us say...

$1,000 to let her see him for 10 minutes?

$100 a minute?

Surely, Mr. Townsend,

you can afford to be more liberal.

I'll raise it to $1,000 a minute.

$10,000. How about it, Faraday?

I suppose you feel pretty good

the way you can throw money around.

$10,000 for 10 minutes

doesn't mean very much to you, does it?

It doesn't mean anything to me. I can

throw money around the same as you can.

Let her come in for nothing.

Come in, Helen.

Johnny's in the bedroom.

Gee, Mummy.

- Oh, Johnny!

- I'm glad to see you, Mummy!

Where you been, Mummy?

Daddy told me you were never coming back.

It's so good to see you, Johnny.

Johnny, you're so small and thin.

- But I'm awfully strong.

- And so dirty.

Daddy said I didn't have to wash tonight.

Do you wash yourself now?

Would you like me

to get you nice and clean for bed?

Oh, boy! That would be swell.

Tell Mrs. Faraday, if you will,

that I'm going back to the hotel.

I'm leaving my car for her.

Good night.

There you are, Johnny, nice and clean.

- Are you going away again, Mummy?

- Of course not.

If you do, will you be back tomorrow night?

Yes, Johnny.

Please tell me a story

before you go, Mummy.

- Which one do you want to hear?

- The one about Germany.

You know, "It was springtime in Germany."

I haven't heard that for a long time.

- Father knows it better than I do.

- But he says he's forgotten it.

Ask him again.

Oh, Dad.

What is it, Johnny?

Mummy says you do too know

the story about Germany.

- I told you I've forgotten it.

- But try to remember it.

It was springtime in Germany

and you were out on a walking trip.

Well, let's see.

I was out on a walking trip

with some other students...

and as I remember it, I was very happy.

And then what happened?

I've forgotten.

Don't you remember you came to a dragon

sitting in an automobile?

Yes, I remember that.

And you went and saw a lot of princesses

taking a bath, didn't you?

Yes, I suppose I did.

What did you do then?

I told him to go away,

but he wouldn't until I granted him a wish.

What was the wish?

He wanted to see me again.

You didn't want any other wish, did you?

No, I was very sentimental in those days

and very foolish.

Why were you foolish?

That night you went to a theatre, didn't you?

Yes, I went to a theatre.

And then you saw Mummy on the stage

and she was very beautiful.

And then your heart went like this.

I didn't know much about women

in those days.

You're telling it all different.

You tell it, Mummy.

What happened when you saw him?

- I don't know, Johnny, dear.

- Don't you remember, Mummy?

I could hardly sing.

What happened then?

You could never guess. We went walking.

Please walk, Mummy.

And then you came to a park and

there was a dark tree and a yellow moon.

You're not doing it right at all.

You're supposed to kiss each other.

Better be a good boy

and go to sleep, Johnny.

- Your mother's got to go away now.

- All right, Daddy.

Let me stay with you both, Ned.

That's where you belong, Helen.

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