Christmas in July Page #6

Are you trying to tell me

that you haven't reached a verdict yet?

We have not.

- Then why did you send him a telegram?

Send who a telegram?

- McTavish.

We didn't send... Who's McTavish?

- You certainly did send a telegram.

We certainly did not send a telegram.

You didn't? Well, then who... who...?

Who...?

Jumping Jerusalem.

Get my lawyer.

- Which one?

Schubel, Snivel, Abercrombie and Snitch.

Quiet. Get me Shindel Bros.

We have to keep cool and collected.

Collected. Holy moley.

Bank the call

- Bank the call?

Call the bank. What's the matter with you?

Holy mackerel.

What? Give me a hat.

Get me Minsk, Minsk, Binsk and Binsk.

- What kind of a hat, Mr. Shindel?

A hat.

- Yes, sir.

Stop.

Stop.

No, go. We'll go with you.

Jimmy. We're running low.

Get another load.

Mary? Where's Mary? All right, Mary.

(Children clamoring)

Marsha? Marsha, there you are.

Nobody's been forgotten. Be careful.

(# Pipe organ)...

...(Whistle blowing)...

You forgot to get a present for yourself.

- What?

You forgot to get a present for yourself.

- I don't need one, I've got you.

It's a big fish.

- No...

...(Horn honking)

There he is. Come on, grab him.

Look, Jimmy.

Here's your Davenport, mom.

- Wait till you see it.

Come on, get him. Take him away.

Hey, you. What...?

What's the idea, busting up my plane?

It's my plane.

- Jimmy MacDonald gave it to me.

Yeah? When I get through with him...

- What's going on?

Officer, arrest all these people.

- Who do you think you are? Hitler?

(Laughter)

- Listen, you...

You listen to me, baby...

- Well, can't you do something?

Say, er, hey...

No. No.

- This belongs to Shindel Brothers.

Come and help me.

- (All yelling)...

No. No.

- Be sensible, girl.

What are you doing?

- This is stolen.

Oh, it is, is it?

He who laughs last lasts laughs.

(Laughter)...

...(Angry shouting)

Everything is stolen,

down to the last pogo stick - everything.

Ah, you see? 'Shindel Brothers. Toy Land.'

He comes into my store

with a phony cheque and...

Who came into your store

with a phony cheque?

He ain't even got the decency to run away.

Lowlife.

Listen you...

- Officer, arrest him.

You starting that again?

- What?

I've known that kid

since he was knee-high to a cockroach.

What's he supposed to have done?

- Supposed to have done?

He's supposed to have given

me a sour cheque,

then he's supposed to have bought

a diamond ring -...

...which I suppose I don't see there -

and a nice fur coat.

Then he takes half the toys,

waves the rubber cheque, and leaves.

Who says it's a rubber cheque?

Dr. Maxford of Maxford House.

Dr. Maxford gave me the cheque himself.

Mr. Swindle...

- Shindel.

I know this boy since

his poppa and momma...

...wasn't even married yet.

The whole family is a little bit crazy.

$25,000- can you imagine?

- A dreamer.

Mrs. Schwartz, Mr. Zimmerman...

- Let me handle this.

He gave me a cheque.

If he says he did...

...then he did.

Just go home and think it all over.

I'll break you in so many pieces...

You're all witnesses.

Trying to imitate an officer?

- Who's imitating anybody?

(Sirens wailing)

Officer. Officer, arrest this man.

That's been tried.

- There's been some sort of mix-up here...

You have the effrontery

even to speak to me?

What? I just want you to tell them

that you gave me a cheque.

What cheque?

- The one in your office.

Let me see it.

- Certainly.

Oh, that cheque. Boy, do I feel better.

Hey, you're destroying the evidence.

- Who are you?

Shindel.

- Officer, arrest these people.

Listen, Mussolini...

- If there's something wrong...

...what did you give me the cheque for?

You know perfectly well,

in my life I never heard of you.

You didn't give me a cheque?

- That was by mistake.

I was suspicious of you as soon as I saw

you.

You mean I didn't win?

You know perfectly well you didn't win.

But...

- He's entirely responsible, I see it all.

I know how big firms work, God forbid.

This is an honest boy.

I knew it the minute I looked at him.

You gave him that cheque, you numbskull.

I should take back the merchandise I sold.

Carry that Davenport upstairs for the lady.

A present from Dr. Maxford.

And buy the children more ice cream -

they'll enjoy my toys much better.

Dr. Maxford is paying.

- I'll see you in Hoboken before I pay.

And I'll see you in court,

and you'll pay for everything. With costs.

In a pig's nose.

- Pigs or no pigs.

(Laughter)

- And another thing...

Oh, you will, will you?

Don't take the good ones.

It doesn't matter, honey.

You can't lose anything you never had.

I don't want his old ring

or... or his old skunk.

What I can't figure is

who sent that telegram.

(Door opens)

Hello, Jimmy. Hello, Betty.

Hello.

- Hello.

What's that?

- Is this the Davenport your ma wanted?

The crank fits on here

and when you turn it it...

Makes into a full-size double bed at night.

Guy said it works swell.

What did you go get that for?

Well, we kinda hoped that

it might make up for the... phony telegram.

(Dick) It was a joke.

(Harry) It wasn't very funny.

Oh. I get it.

Oh, Jimmy...

Hi, Mr. Jimmy.

- Hello, Sam. The boss gone yet?

No, he's still in there conniving on

something.

Tell him in the morning.

- I was glad to hear about your good luck.

Do you need a valet?

- No thanks, Sam.

Well, sir, I guess you is right -

pride rides before a fall.

But not everybody hits the jackpot

while they is young and all.

You said it.

- (Cat miaows)...

...(Betty) Look.

(Jimmy) Hello, p*ssy.

Is it good luck

when a black cat crosses your path?

That all depends on what happens

afterwards.

You said it.

Sure don't happen to everybody, sir.

(Laughing)...

...(Sam) Yes, sir.

- Look.

Good evening.

Pretty snazzy, eh?

- Yeah.

Lovely.

Thank you.

Be careful.

- We will.

It was gonna be nice, wasn't it?

- (Sniffs)

Stop it, honey.

Come on, now, cut it out. Come on.

Come in.

I hope I'm not intruding?

- No, sir, I was just coming to see you.

We stopped to look at the office...

So I see. I hope you like it.

- It's beautiful.

It isn't every young man who gets his own

office and a private secretary at your age.

With many of them

I'd be afraid it would go to their heads...

...but you have your feet on the ground.

- Thank you, sir.

I mean it sincerely. Mr. Jenkins and I

discussed our little meeting after you left...

...and I want you to know that we were

genuinely impressed - genuinely so.

That's nice to hear...

- The more we thought about your ideas...

...the more aware we became of their

pungency, their brevity, their crispness.

Thank you, sir, it's...

- You have a genuine talent for slogans.

It must be like having an ear for music.

Take me, I sing flat. You, on the other hand,

are a born sloganeer.

'It's bred in the bean.' Hot ziggety.

Well, it's certainly wonderful to hear, Mr.

Baxter. You've made me feel a lot better.

They're still the same ideas, aren't they?

If they were good this afternoon

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