Bringing Up Baby Page #6

- What did I do?

- I just asked you to remember...

- I swear I'll remember...

- Where is it?

- I know exactly what you told me to say.

- Where is it?

Where's what?

- My intercostal clavicle.

- Your what?

My bone. It's rare. It's precious.

What did you do with it?

Your bone?

- You had it. Give it to me.

- I haven't got it.

- Did you carry it somewhere?

- Why would I carry a bone around?

I wouldn't dare give a reason

for anything you do.

I guess you'll have to find another one.

It took three expeditions

and five years to find that one!

Now that they know where to find one,

couldn't you send them back for another?

Susan, you had it.

You took it out of the box.

- Where did you put it?

- I put it back in the box.

- Was there somebody else in the room?

- There was nobody else, but...

- George.

- Who's George?

The dog. Don't you see? Dog, bone.

- George!

- George!

Stop it! You sound like an echo.

- George!

- Nice George.

Did you see him?

- See who?

- George.

Are those the only clothes you could find?

Come back here this minute.

What are you doing?

- Hunting for George.

- Why?

David wants him.

David thinks he's such a nice dog.

George? He's a fiend, and you know it.

- But David doesn't.

- Come here!

He's definitely not in the house.

That's settled.

Don't do that. He knows you want him.

He'll hide.

Susan, where's he apt to go?

- George is apt to go anywhere.

- No. Where does he hide things?

- How can I tell?

- You ought to know.

There he is! George!

My goodness, look at his nose.

He's been digging. He's buried it.

There are 26 acres in this garden.

That's awful.

George, where did you hide that bone?

No, David, not that way.

Now, George, we're not angry.

David and Susan need that bone.

It's a nasty old bone,

it's hundreds of years old.

That's David's bone.

Susan will get you a nice, fresh bone

if you'll show us where it is.

- Look at the nasty little cur!

- You'll ruin everything. Spell it.

George, don't be stubborn.

Susan loves you.

Where'd you put it? Don't you remember?

Where'd you dig?

He's not paying attention... George!

It's easy if you know how to handle him.

Everything's going to be all right.

This must be the spot.

He's going to start digging in a minute.

That's right, George.

- It's very simple if you keep your head.

- I do hope he doesn't hurt that bone.

Isn't he a strong little man, David?

He's got something! Come on, dig.

- Dig.

- I'm digging.

I feel something!

I hope it isn't hurt.

Look, David, a boot.

- A boot.

- Don't hit George, David.

I wasn't going to hit George.

George, that was fine,

but you've got to concentrate again.

David has to find his bone.

No. Not in there.

- Isn't this fun? Just like a game.

- Yes.

George, if you get tired of digging

you just tell David and Susan...

where you hid it, and they'll dig.

Susan, do you think

George is really trying?

Almost every place he's taken us,

we've found something.

- There's nothing here.

- Look, David, another boot.

Another boot. That makes three pairs.

Come on, George, quit stalling.

Where is it?

Don't be discouraged.

George, concentrate. Bones, not boots.

- There he goes.

- See? He's got the idea.

- I'm getting tired of all this digging.

- Yes, what we need is a plow.

- Susan?

- Jeepers, it's Aunt Elizabeth.

Follow him, David, don't let him get away!

Yes, Aunty, I'm coming.

Susan, what on earth are you doing?

What are all these?

Those? They're holes.

I can see they're holes.

How did they get here?

David and George and I were digging.

- Who is this David?

- He's a friend of Mark's.

- Is that all you know about him?

- I know I'm going to marry him.

He doesn't know it, but I am.

If you're planning to marry him

on my money, you're mistaken.

I don't want another lunatic in my family,

I've got enough.

When are you going to marry him?

What's his name?

It's Bone.

- Bones?

- One Bone.

One bone or two, it's a ridiculous name.

What does he do?

He hunts.

Hunts? Hunts what?

Well, animals, I should think.

- Big-game hunting?

- Yes. Very big.

You call that big-game hunting?

Look at that.

Aunty, he's just playing with George.

He won't play with George

another minute.

Tell him dinner's at 8:30 sharp.

George, come here this minute!

Come along, George.

Yes, Alice, I am in Connecticut,

but I can't get in...

because I've been unavoidably detained.

David, listen.

I can't hear you. I'm talking.

Go away. I'll be with you

as soon as I'm finished.

Now, David, you have to listen to me.

Yes, I know that...

Susan, will you please get off the phone?

David, it's about the leopard.

He's making the most terrific rumpus.

- He's hungry. We've got to feed him.

- I can't help that.

What, Alice, dear?

No, it's somebody on the line.

- Keep quiet, Susan.

- You've got to help. This can't wait.

If the people in this house hear him...

they'll think something terrible

has happened.

Susan, get off the line, please...

Hello, Alice.

What? I don't know what time it is!

When you hear the tone,

the time will be 7:37 and one quarter.

Susan, please!

Alice, I can't hear you.

When you hear the tone,

the time will be 7:40.

When you hear the tone,

the time will be 7:40 and one half.

When you hear the tone,

the time will be 7:41.

Pardon me. The time is 8:10.

When you hear the tone, the time will be...

No. My watch shows 8:10 and a quarter.

Who are you?

Who am I? I'm 8:
10...

I'm Major Horace Applegate.

- What do you want?

- Mrs. Random invited me for dinner.

Would you please find out

if she still wants me?

She's hung up.

So am I.

Why, Horace, what are you doing?

Are you coming in or going out?

He's coming in to dinner.

- How do you do? I'm Susan Vance.

- How do you do, Miss Susan?

- Hello, Elizabeth.

- You're much too big to swing on gates.

- I found that out.

- Susan, where are you going?

I'm just going out.

You should be watching George,

not playing with telephones...

Excuse me.

George is fast asleep in my room.

Now come here, young man,

and don't be afraid.

- You look much better in those clothes.

- Thank you.

- I want you to meet Mr. Bone.

- How do you do, Mr. Bone?

No. You're Mr. Bone.

This is Major Applegate.

Yes, I'm Major Applegate.

At least, I'm pretty sure I am.

That is, I was this morning.

There must be some mistake.

No mistake. I've known Major Applegate

for 20 years. Haven't I, Horace?

Twenty-two, to be exact, I think, Elizabeth.

It was long about...

- How do you do, Mr. Applegate?

- How do you do again. Thank you.

- Now, Mr. Bone, we'll go for a walk.

- I'd like to explain...

- You don't need to.

- That's all right. I understand.

Goodbye, Major Applegate... Mr. Bone.

Strange young man, isn't he?

Is he suffering from something?

He's had a nervous breakdown.

- Had or has?

- Had.

It's left him sort of... You know.

My, my, what a pity. And so young, too.

The trouble is, Susan seems

to be showing the same tendencies.

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