Carefree Page #6

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- She's never been hypnotized before.

- Hypnotized?

I put a couple of wrong ideas

in her mind.

I've got to get them out

while she's in the trance.

Well, get them out.

Shot down like dogs.

Shot down like dogs.

Shot down like dogs.

The gun is empty.

What are we hiding for?

That's right,

she's fired both shots, Tony.

- Amanda, I wanna talk to you.

- I'm going to shoot.

- Are you sure that gun's empty?

- Yes, yes.

Oh, it is?

Amanda. Wake up.

Wake up.

Wake up, Amanda.

- Is she out of it?

- Yes.

Dr. Flagg, you and Steve appear

in my chambers tomorrow morning.

Amanda, Roland here tells me

you had a gun and went crazy.

What are you talking about?

How did I get here? Oh, Stephen.

- Are you sure there's no more danger?

- Yes, she's all right now.

Oh, thank heavens,

thank heavens, thank heavens.

There's no reason to be nervous, Tony.

I'll explain to the judge that your

treatments have been so successful...

...that Amanda's finally set the date

for our marriage.

- She has?

- Tomorrow.

I hate to hurt your feelings, Tony...

...but Amanda's made it quite clear

that she never wants to see you again.

She keeps mumbling something

about shooting you down like a dog.

I can't get it out of her head.

Steve...

...I've got to hypnotize her again.

- What? For what?

I put those terrible thoughts about me

into her head before I realized...

...that I love her.

You what?

I'm sorry, Steve, but I didn't realize until

after she had told me that she loved me.

She what?

It's only fair to her...

...for me to remove those

unnatural thoughts from her mind...

...and then she can choose between us.

What happens

if you don't remove the thoughts?

She'd marry you, be unhappy...

...and go through

the rest of her life hating me.

You wouldn't want that to happen.

No, I should say not.

Amanda has to be happy.

And as long as she loves you,

I'll just step out of the picture.

Thanks, Steve.

Just let me handle everything

with the judge.

- All right.

- My Tyrollean hat.

- Good morning, Judge Travers.

- How's Amanda?

- She's fine.

- I didn't ask you.

Tell him, Steve.

Tell him the news.

Before anybody tells me,

I'm gonna tell you something.

It's because of my consideration

for Steve and Amanda...

...that this case

is not being held in open court.

May I suggest, then,

that we conduct it as such in here?

Granted.

Sit down, Tony.

Before I begin, Your Honor,

I apologize for any lack of eloquence.

It is with difficulty that I speak...

...because friendships are involved.

My heart is full.

Tony, I want you to answer

these few questions, yes or no.

Yes.

Isn't it true that

at a dinner party...

...you heard my announcement

of an impending marriage?

- Yes, but you see...

- Just answer yes or no.

Your Honor, I am pleading

for my own happiness and Amanda's.

This man, with subtle,

scientific witchcraft...

...has insidiously tried

to worm his way into the affections...

...of my sweet, simple wife-to-be,

Amanda Cooper.

- Sit down.

- And now he has the unmitigated gall...

...to seek to get to her subconscious,

as he so aptly puts it, once more.

But I protest.

She has suffered enough. I ask...

No, I demand a court order

restraining this gentleman...

...from ever seeing or even speaking

to Amanda Cooper again...

...under the extreme penalty

of the law.

Granted.

And so, my friends,

tomorrow at this same time...

...the case of Amanda Cooper

versus Stephen Arden...

...will have been closed.

And I shall take

keen personal delight...

...in sentencing you both

to life imprisonment:

Marriage.

Sit down, Joe.

Remind me a little later to speak to you

about those corny jokes.

Cora?

Joe, you know I don't dance at your age.

- Good evening, Judge Travers.

- Good evening.

- Mind if I dance with Aunt Cora?

- I certainly...

Certainly, he wouldn't.

Amanda, may I have this dance?

No. And if you want to get arrested,

just keep on talking.

He's a horrible monster.

I've got to tell her something.

You'd better forget it for a while.

If you can't talk, you can't tell her.

Must you dance

Every dance

With the same fortunate man?

You have danced with him

Since the music began

Won't you change partners

And dance with me?

Must you dance

Quite so close

With your lips touching his face?

Can't you see

I'm longing to be in his place

Won't you change partners

And dance with me?

Ask him to sit this one out

And while you're alone

I'll tell the waiter to tell him

He's wanted on the telephone

You've been locked

In his arms

Ever since heaven knows when

Oh, won't you change partners

And then

You may never want

To change partners again

Would you mind if we went outside

for some fresh air?

- It's awfully stuffy in here.

- Not at all, sweetheart.

I'm sorry he upset you, dear.

There's no reason we should

let him spoil our whole evening.

I think he's contemptible.

Oh, Amanda, don't say that.

Tony's all right.

Except that he's a dirty,

double-crossing scientist.

You're wanted

on the telephone, sir.

Just take the message, please.

It's a long-distance call, sir.

Person-to-person.

- Come along, Amanda.

- No, I'll meet you in the pavilion.

I'll only be a moment.

- Hello?

- Mr. Arden, long distance is calling.

One moment, please.

Go ahead with Honolulu, operator.

This is Mr. Steve Arden, please?

Yes, yes, who's this?

This is Miss Satsuma Naguchi, please.

- Who?

- Miss Satsuma Naguchi, please.

I would like information

about your marriage...

...to honorable lady Miss Cooper.

I am editor "Woman's Column,"

Honolulu Daily Bugle.

Honolulu Daily what?

- Bugle.

- What?

Bugle, you know:

Amanda, may I speak to you, please?

- You certainly may not.

- But please, Amanda.

I'm awfully sorry, Miss Satsumi.

I don't understand

a word you're saying.

Not Miss Satsumi,

Miss Naguchi, please.

And if you do not understand,

you must be very stupid man, I think so.

I call you up like polite lady

to get simple information.

And now you make a big fuss

about nothing, I think so.

So I will commence

with the beginning.

This is Miss Satsuma Naguchi,

Honolulu...

Amanda, I want you to repeat after me

everything I say.

Amanda, Amanda!

Dr. Flagg, stop that.

Stop that immediately.

Amanda. Amanda, wake up.

Oh, Stephen.

Hattie, have you ever been married?

- No, ma'am, but I've been engaged.

- Oh, just as good.

- No, ma'am, it's a lot better.

- Hattie.

I've opened the door for you five times

in the last 10 minutes...

...and Steve has caught me

every time.

Come in through the window.

Don't let Joe see you.

He's issued a bench warrant

for your arrest.

And in case you don't know it,

the ceremony starts in five minutes.

- That doesn't give us much time.

- I guess it's too late.

After the trouble we had

getting you a marriage license?

But it's no good unless

I can get to her unconscious mind.

That'd take longer than

five minutes.

I'd get her unconscious

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