Come Back, Little Sheba Page #5

through my hair, well, why not?

He's got a wife of his own.

Let him make passes at her.

Things like that

are none of our business.

OK, how about a snuggle?

- Not tonight.

- Why is tonight different?

We should make it a rule

every once in a while to just sit and talk.

OK.

What'll we talk about?

- There's lots of things.

- OK, start in.

A person doesn't start

a conversation that way.

Start it any way you want to.

Two people should have something

to talk about, like... philosophy

or politics, religion.

- How about sex?

- Turk!

You wanted to talk about something.

I was trying to please. Let's have a kiss.

- Not tonight.

- Who are you saving it for?

- Don't talk like that.

- Well, thanks for a nice evening.

- Where are you going?

- I'm a man of action, baby.

- Don't go.

- Why not? I'm not doing any good here.

Don't go.

Why didn't you think about this before?

Come on.

- Let's get to work.

- This is all we ever do.

- Are you complaining?

- No.

- Then why put up such a front?

- It's not a front.

What else is it?

"Oh, no, Turk. Not tonight, Turk.

"I wanna talk about philosophy, Turk."

If I went out of here without trying,

you'd be sore.

- Oh, Turk.

- It's true.

- Maybe.

- How about tonight, baby?

- What about Mrs Delaney?

- What about her?

- Women sense those things.

- She ever say anything?

- No.

- You're imagining things.

- Maybe.

- Stop it.

I know I treat you kind of rough.

I never was very gentlemanly, but...

you really don't mind it, do you?

- You know I'm nuts about you.

- Are you?

Miss Buckholder, what's your opinion

of the psychodynamic pressure

of living in the atomic age?

Turk, don't make fun of me.

Tonight?

OK.

Let's go and have a few beers.

Come back here when they're asleep.

You're wearing me down.

- Who are you showing off for?

- That blonde. She's drooling at me.

If I didn't know you so well

I might drool, too.

What time is it, d'you think?

Time for the old folks to be in bed.

- Come on, let's get going.

- You're awfully fresh.

Why here, half a block away?

I might be leaving late.

No sense in waking the Delaneys.

- I forgot my key.

- That's a good excuse. Let me see.

Turk, stop it.

OK, we'll both stay out here, then.

Suits me.

- No comfy porch swing?

- You're becoming a nuisance.

Since when have I changed?

You recognised my type at first glance.

- Let me see your key.

- Go ahead, look.

I told you I didn't have it.

Don't you dare.

"Come in," said the spider to the fly.

You'd look cute, climbing in windows.

- Isn't it fun doing things you shouldn't?

- Not here.

Cut the conversation.

You want somebody to hear us?

The Delaneys'll hear us.

Give a girl a chance to breathe.

- Who's the guy?

- Bruce. He wants to marry me.

- Can he kiss like I can?

- Better. He's perfect.

- He's in love with me.

- So he's there and I'm here.

- He'll be here tomorrow.

- What are you trying to pull?

You dames are always playing

one of us against the other.

I don't want to fight.

Turk, I won't!

OK. But don't you come teasing

around me any more.

Marie? Will you help me

move the table?

Oh, sure.

We have more room this way.

Little early to be doing this.

I like to set the table early

and spend the rest of the day

looking at it. Oh, the cups.

- You feeling better?

- Fine.

That's good.

Marie, d'you know what

I'm gonna have for dinner?

- No, what?

- I was awake half the night planning it.

We're gonna have stuffed pork chops,

twice-baked potatoes

and a big chocolate cake.

- And tomato juice.

- Sounds perfect.

Look at this tablecloth. Irish linen.

Doc's mother gave it to us.

- It's lovely.

- The china's real Haviland.

- Beautiful.

- Doc's awful proud of it.

- Anything his mother gave him.

- A real mama's boy.

He was the only child and she thought

the sun rose and set in him.

- What were your parents like?

- My father was awful strict.

He didn't let me go out with boys,

on account of I was so pretty.

Once, he caught me holding hands

with Dutch McCoy.

He wouldn't let me out for a month.

- He didn't even want me to marry Doc.

- Why? Doc's such a gentleman.

My dad was just... Well, I guess it was

because I was so young.

Doc and I moved to the city

and I never went back again.

But my mother comes to see me.

- I have to get to class.

- Where's the baking soda?

- Just a minute.

- I'll get it for him.

I'm sorry you don't feel good.

- I'll fix it.

- No, it's no bother.

I'm glad to do it for you.

There, that'll perk you up.

- Oh. You going so soon, Doc?

- Yes.

Aren't you gonna kiss me goodbye?

Get home early, we want to

give Bruce a royal welcome.

- You feeling all right?

- Doc, I'll walk to the corner with you.

- I'm late.

- Bye, Daddy.

That's funny. I wonder why

Doc took his raincoat.

It's a beautiful day.

There isn't a cloud in sight.

I've never seen such activity.

What got into you?

Company's coming. Look at your lilacs,

don't they look nice?

Beautiful. My, and you did your

spring house-cleaning all in one day.

I certainly have to hand it to you.

All these years, I've said to myself,

"Mrs Delaney is a good-for-nothing.

"Sits around the house all day,

never even shakes a dust mop."

It just goes to show

you can never tell about people.

- Candy?

- Thank you, no.

- Your dinner smells good.

- Pork chops and twice-baked potatoes.

That reminds me,

my kids must be hungry.

- Nice.

- Doc's favourite.

I forgot to return your silver polish.

Thanks for lending it to me.

- Have a nice evening.

- Thanks.

- Night.

- Good night.

Mrs Delaney?

Mrs Delaney.

- Yeah?

- Would you help me?

You and Doc won't mind if we eat and

run? Bruce will want to take me out.

That's all right, honey.

We understand perfectly.

- Thanks a lot.

- That's a beautiful dress.

- You never wore that before.

- I know my man.

- Are you gonna marry Bruce?

- I am. I made up my mind last night.

- I feel kinda sorry for Turk.

- He may be sore for a while.

- But he has other girls. He'll get over it.

- Won't he feel bad?

He's had his eye on a pretty girl

in his history class for a long time.

- He's just not the marrying kind.

- Oh. Really?

Oh, Bruce!

- You want me to open the door?

- I'll get it.

- Can't you get out of it?

- Not without hurting her feelings.

If we have to eat with them,

I'd rather take them out.

- And not be able to get rid of them?

- Who's clever now?

Hello there.

Mrs Delaney, this is Bruce. Finally.

- How do you do?

- How do you do?

Marie was so excited about

your coming. I bet you're hungry.

Marie says very nice things

about you in her letters.

Go right in, honey.

Mrs Delaney has fixed

the grandest dinner.

That was to be my treat. I thought we

could all go to my hotel and celebrate.

- Have a few cocktails.

- We can have cocktails here.

- I'll get them.

- She even cleaned the house for you.

- Marie.

- Yes?

We'll have to go ahead without Doc.

- What's the matter with Doc?

- He got held up at the office.

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