Come September Page #5

- Theyre out to get me.

- Get you what?

- Get rid of me.

- Do you blame them?

- Don't start that

- It's natural, they want to be alone.

- Have you forgotten what that's like?

- What's that supposed to mean?

Theyre normal, healthy boys

and normal, healthy girls. No?

That can lead to a normal, unhealthy

situation. Yes, believe me. I know what I'm doing.

- Robert, you're breaking the spirit.

- Yeah

The guy's not human.

When I couldn't push my scooter

up that last hill...

...he carried it up for me.

- It's spooky.

- Look, Let's be rational.

How old are we, anyway?

I feel like I'm 92.

We're 20 and he's pushing 40.

That's ancient

We're young, we can bounce back.

He's probably laying In his room right now,

like a lead ball.

Anybody here?

The girls tell me

we're all going dancing tonight.

We'll be ready to leave

In about an hour.

Multiplication,

that's the name of the game

And each generation plays the same

Isn't he terrific?

When you see a gentleman bee

Round a lady bee buzz in;,

Why, count to ten

Then count again

There's sure to be an even dozen

Multiplication,

it's the name of the game

And each generation plays the same

Now two butterflies cast their eyes

Both In the same direction

Why you'd never guess

that one little yes

Could start a butterfly collection

Multiplication,

that's the name of the game

And each generation plays the same

I say one and one are five

Call me a silly goat

But you take two minks

You add two winks

What've you got? One mink coat

A girl gets coy In front of a boy

after three or four dances

Well, you can bet

shell play hard to get

To multiply her chances

Multiplication,

that's the name of the game

And each generation plays the same

Let me tell you now

Mother Nature's a clever gal

She relies on habits

Take two hares with no cares

Soon you got a room full of rabbits

Parakeets, In between tweets,

sometimes get too quiet

But have no fear, soon you hear

A parakeets riot, try it

Multiplication

is the name of the game

And each generation plays the same

Multiplication

is the name of the game

And each generation plays the same

It's respect.

That's what girl wants from a boy.

if the girl gives In too easy,

the boy will not take her seriously

He ll never think

In terms of engagement,

marriage, a home, or children.

if you want all these things,

keep your standards high.

The bedroom's like a wedding gown,

It's bad luck to let the fellow

see you In it before you marry him.

Isn't he fabulous?

How does he do it?

He's going on raw courage now.

Remember.

The night Is young, he's not

Well, if youre old enough to fly,

you're old enough to look.

Mr. Talbot?

Mr. Talbot sir?

What do you what?

We'd like to speak to you

for a minute, sir.

It's terribly important

- Ill be right down.

- Thank you, sir. Thank you.

You told the girls

to be ready In an hour, right?

He's a weirdie

Hes just as fresh

as when we started out

Beagle... Beagle,

No man his age

can defy the laws of medical science.

He's traveled on a motor scooter for

over 100 miles, half of it straight up.

He's been on a dance floral night,

knocking himself out

He's had it. Come here.

It's medically proven that to put

said subject to sleep at this point,

It's only necessary to Introduce into the system

some drops of monatomic di carbon hydroxyl.

What's that?

Booze. Just few drinks, we're home.

- You're the king.

- Thank you. Observe.

Hold it, now.

Yes?

Excuse me Sir, since we're leaving early

in the morning,

we thought wed like to come by

and apologise to you.

Oh.

I know we've created a terrible impression,

we've been rude and unpleasant,

in fact, sometimes downright boorish.

May we come In for a moment, sir?

Thank you, sir. Thank you.

Mr. Talbot We just couldn't leave without

trying to square things with you.

- I see.

- No hard feelings?

- Not at all.

- Thank you, sir. Thank you.

- Thank you, sir.

- Thank you, sir.

What did you say, Beagle?

Do you know what an occasion

like this calls for? A drink.

- Yeah.

- You're right. He's right, sir.

May we have a farewell drink together?

- Sure. Let's do.

- Thank you, sir.

Beautiful villa you have, Mr. Talbot

Now, then.

What would you boys like to drink?

- A brandy.

- Brandy?

Fine.

A toast, sir.

May this night be an example

of the friendship.

between your generation and ours.

And another toast, sir.

May these drinks wash away the past

and ensure the future.

To a little insurance.

Now, then...

Well, sir.

I'd like to propose a toast.

To what?

You name it

- Well...

- How do you feel?

Fine.

Sir, do you realize that you are defying

the laws of medical science?

Dr. Lister and Louis Pasteur.

And, err...

Madame Curie.

All our work, sir, Is for nothing.

I'm sorry. Some unfinished business

I had to attend to.

Robert

What's wrong?

- What's happened?

- I got'em

Every last one of 'em.

Tony?

Tony

What happened?

Tony

Tony

Hmm?

Tony?

Are you all right?

Course I'm all right.

A little wet, that's all.

Come on, try and stand up.

Now see if you can walk.

Course I can walk.

How do you feel?

What happened?

Mr. Talbot...

He called us In,

and then he forced us to drink with him.

Tony...

If I could only lie down for minute,

I'd feel fine. I know it

Do you want to go In the house?

No, I... I'd better not

I'd better go back to the tent

- Tony

- Mm?

I need a little help.

Robert

How could you do this?

I was only following their golden rule.

Do unto others before they do it to you.

You can't let them lie there all night.

Maurice can sweep 'em out

In the morning.

Look...dont feel sorry for them.

They got exactly what they

are deserved.

- Somebody has to look after the girls.

- Is it not their parentsresponsibility?

The trouble with the American parents is,

they have a new gimmick.

"Keep your kids off the streets.

Send them to Europe."

Theyre turning this continent

Into one big corner drugstore.

- It's gone.

- What?

Theres a body missing. The one body

I don't want to have missing.

Sandy wait, I was drunk, I swear.

I didnt even know what I was doing.

The next time I see a man lying in the bar,

I will leave him there.

- Mr.Talbot, Did you force him to drink with you?

- Of course not.

And that's a lie.

- Sandy, honey...

- Sandy...

Thank you.

You've reaffirmed my lack of confidence

In my fellow man.

- Sandy?

- Mm?

Are you all right?

Oh, sure. He's cute, Isn't he?

- Who?

- Tony.

Hope I didn't loosen any teeth when

I hit him. He has a beautiful smile.

- You're not mad at him?

- Mad? Why would I be mad at him?

Wait, wait...

- He got fresh. You hit him.

- You're not mad?

- No.

- You like him?

- Adore him.

Eh gil Sicuro!

The business psychiatrists

must do In America

You people are all mixed up.

You see, when he got fresh,

it showed he was Interested.

- I had to ensure he stayed Interested.

- So you hit him.

It's like Mr.Talbot said.

A girl has to make a boy respect her.

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