Bringing Up Baby Page #3

Don't you dare leave me.

I'll be with you in a minute, sir.

It's very important that I meet this man

to explain to him what happened...

although if I saw him,

I wouldn't know what to say.

It's perfectly simple.

Tell him you met someone you knew

and were detained.

I can picture myself explaining our exit

from the Ritz Plaza to Mr. Peabody.

It's not Boopie that you're trying to see?

No. His name's Peabody.

Alexander Peabody.

But that's Boopie, and I know him well.

I was going to have supper

with him tonight. He'll do anything I ask.

- Let's go to the Ritz and catch him.

- I'd better go there alone.

If we miss him there,

we'll go out to Riverdale. There you are.

- I couldn't spend that much time.

- Riverdale's only half an hour away.

Yes, but I have to go to Carnegie Hall

to meet Miss Swallow.

- Miss Swallow?

- Yes. I'm engaged to Miss Swallow.

Engaged to be married?

- That's right.

- That's nice.

- Then she won't mind waiting, will she?

- I wouldn't like to...

If I were engaged to you,

I wouldn't mind waiting at all.

- I'd wait for ever.

- But it wouldn't be right.

- I finally got you here, didn't I?

- Yes.

Susan, do they build all the houses

in Riverdale alike?

I don't think so. Why?

Because if they don't, we've passed

this one six times in the last hour.

But it was such a lovely night

for a drive. Come on.

Oh, dear.

There aren't any lights.

Mr. Peabody must have gone to bed.

No, he couldn't have gone

to bed this soon. It's early.

If they expected you, they could,

with the covers over their heads.

If you don't stop nagging, I won't help you

arrange matters with Boopie.

I've a feeling it might be better

if you didn't.

- Why?

- I don't think we ought to do this, Susan.

If we wake him up, he'll be irritable.

I don't think it's gonna work,

but I know where Boopie sleeps.

You can't climb

in a man's bedroom window.

I know. It's on the second floor.

Please, it's too late now.

You can't wake him up.

Can't I?

What are you doing?

- Pebbles.

- What for?

If you throw pebbles against a window,

people think it's hail...

and then they come and close the window.

I know we ought to go now,

but somehow I can't move.

I guess they weren't big enough.

Why not...

What?

- Here's a pip.

- Just a minute!

Jeepers! Let's get out of here.

Don't worry,

everything's going to be all right.

Tomorrow, when Boopie's calmed down,

we'll go and see him together.

Now, just a moment. Don't think

that I don't appreciate all you've done...

It was nothing, David...

Just a moment. But there are limits

to what a man can bear.

Besides, tomorrow afternoon

I'm going to get married.

What for?

Because... Anyway, I'm going

to get married, and don't interrupt.

Now, my future wife has always

regarded me as a man of some dignity.

Privately, I'm convinced

that I have some dignity.

Now, it isn't that I don't like you, Susan...

because after all, in moments of quiet,

I'm strangely drawn towards you...

but there haven't been

any quiet moments.

Our relationship has been

a series of misadventures...

from beginning to end.

So if you don't mind,

I'll see Mr. Peabody alone and unarmed.

Without me?

Yes, without you,

and definitely without you.

Now, Susan, I'm going to say goodnight.

And I hope that I never set eyes

on you again. Goodnight.

Yes, I did see Mr. Peabody,

but I didn't see him.

That is, I didn't see him really.

Yes, I spoke to him twice,

but I didn't talk to him.

But I don't understand.

Did you see him or didn't you?

No, I don't know.

How do I know? Because...

There's someone at the door.

You see, there are some things

that are very hard to explain, Alice...

and as soon as I...

Yes, Alice.

Now, Alice,

before we're married this afternoon...

there's one thing we must have clear.

I don't want any woman interfering

with my affairs. It's fatal.

That's the stuff, buddy.

- What do you want?

- Dr. Huxley?

Sign here.

Just a minute, Alice.

I have to sign something.

Alice, it's arrived!

The intercostal clavicle.

Yes, isn't that wonderful?

Isn't that a marvelous wedding present?

Thank you.

You see, I'm going to be married

this afternoon.

Don't let it throw you, buddy.

Yes, Alice. Yes, isn't it great?

Alice, I'm so excited.

I'll tell you what you do.

You go on down to the museum...

and I'll meet you there right away.

Goodbye.

Hello. Oh, it's you.

I can't hear very well.

Come closer to the telephone.

I said, "Good morning, David."

Do you want a leopard?

Why should I want a leopard?

For that matter, why should I?

But I've got one.

- Where would you get a leopard?

- I wouldn't get a leopard.

My brother Mark got him.

He's hunting in Brazil and he caught him.

Of course. It's a stuffed leopard.

Of course. Why should my brother

be hunting stuffed leopards in Brazil...

when he can find them right here

in New York?

David, it's lucky I met you yesterday,

because you're the only zoologist I know.

Of course I know what a zoologist is.

Get out of here. No, not you, David.

Baby, get back into that bathroom.

You're making a nuisance of yourself.

No, not you, David.

No, I want you to come right over.

David, don't be irrelevant.

The point is, I have a leopard.

The question is,

what am I going to do with it?

Susan, I regret to say

the leopard is your problem.

You mean you refuse to help me?

David, you can't do that.

You can't leave me alone with a leopard.

I'll come and get you in my...

Susan! What happened?

Is it the leopard?

No. Nothing happened to me, David,

I just...

I mean, the leopard!

David, the leopard!

Can you hear me, Susan?

Susan, be brave! I'll be right there!

Hold on there, Susan!

Susan! Can you hear me?

I'll be there, Susan!

- You're all right.

- Yes, I'm all right.

- You lied to me!

- No. Just a little.

Telling me a ridiculous story

about a leopard.

- I have a leopard. Right in there.

- Where is it?

- I don't believe you.

- But you have to believe me.

I've been the victim

of your unbridled imagination once more.

Chasing all the way...

That'll teach you to go around

saying things about people.

You've got to get out of this apartment.

But I can't. I have a lease.

You've got to get that thing out of here.

Don't worry, he's all right.

What are you gonna do?

- Call the zoo.

- You can't!

That's the meanest thing I ever heard.

He's a pet, he'd be miserable in a zoo.

Listen. From my brother Mark:

"Dear Susan, I'm sending you Baby."

That's Baby.

"Guard him with your life.

"He's three years old, gentle,

and he likes dogs."

I don't know whether that means he eats

dogs or is fond of them. Mark's so vague.

"He also likes that song, I Can't Give You

Anything but Love, Baby. "

- That's absurd!

- No, it isn't, really. Listen.

This is probably the silliest thing

that ever happened to me.

It's silly but true.

He absolutely adores the tune.

What's the difference?

It's silly that he likes such an old tune.

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