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to Personnel as soon as you're finished.

Thank you.

Reference department.

Miss Blair.

Sylvia? Cathy.

Coffee break. Coming down?

Well, uh, no.

Not under the present

sign of the zodiac.

You see, uh, Gemini

is at war with Sagittarius,

and this means that all signs

are hostile at the present...

and continued alertness

should be the order of the day.

Oh. The brain is there, hmm?

Well, see you later.

You're quite welcome.

Call us anytime.

Costello department.

Miss Reference speaking.

I mean, Miss Reference Department.

Costell...

Oh, you know what I mean.

The traditional Thanksgiving song?

Well, one of them is

"Over the River and Through the Woods."

- Bunny.

- What?

Mike Cutler's waiting in your office

for you. With flowers, yet.

- How do I look?

- Too good for him.

If any of you have questions,

you'd better get them together.

I'm leaving at 4:00

to have my hair done.

Oh.

Mike.

They're lovely.

You're an angel.

You'd, uh...

Better read the card first.

Oh.

- We're not going.

- I'm sorry.

And you're all packed too.

- Where?

- Chicago.

- When?

- Tonight.

When you work for a network,

you have to expect...

This sort of thing.

Can't say I'm not used to it.

- We didn't make it last year either?

- Miami.

I remember

because you, uh...

you brought me back a bikini.

It was awfully flattering of you, Mike.

I'm sick about it, Bunny,

but I couldn't say to Azae,

"I'm sorry, but I can't go with you

because I have a date with Bunny."

- You're going with Azae?

- Uh-huh.

He could've asked Pendleton or North

or half a dozen other guys.

But he didn't. Just me.

I think you're moving up, boy.

Thanks to you. That financial report

had a lot to do with this.

I got quite a few compliments on it.

Remind me to louse it up next year.

Here.

For a rising young executive.

Bunny, why don't you drive

out to the airport with me?

Oh...

no, um,

I don't think so.

All those people

flying away, and...

me just sitting there, sitting.

No, I don't think so.

Well, I guess I'll...

I'll leave a light burning

in the window for you.

It won't have to burn long.

I'll be back before Christmas.

Look for me in your stocking.

- Bye, Mike.

- Good-bye, Bunny.

Hey.! Let me out.!

- Who's that?

- Sumner.!

Oh, dear.

I didn't know you were still there.

I thought you'd gone home

hours ago.

- I'm sorry.

- Oh, thanks. Thanks.

I, uh, I got up there

behind the book stall.

I was reading.

I didn't realize how late it was.

Thanks.

Here, let me help you.

Oh, that's nice.

Thank you very much.

Oh. Good evening.

- Good evening.

- Hello, Smithers.

- Ah. Very pretty flowers.

- Thank you.

You going away for the weekend?

- No, just home.

- Oh.

I was going to wish you better weather,

but if you're just going home...

there's really no reason

to do so, is there?

Ohh!

- I'll get a taxi.

- Oh, wait a minute, Mr. Sumner.

- Which way are you going?

- 75th, just off Lexington.

Oh, well,

I can give you a lift, if you like.

My wife is picking me up

in the car.

Her mother came in today from

Chattanooga, and Myra had to meet her.

Oh, you sure

we won't be putting you out?

Oh, no, no, no.

We go across the Triboro Bridge.

- That'd be wonderful.

- Oh, there's Myra now!

- Let me help you.

- Thank you.

Hey, Myra! Myra!

Bradley Smithers,

I've been around this block six times!

Hello, Mother Hewitt.

You don't mind dropping a couple

of my coworkers, do you?

- Oh, Brad!

- All right. Come on!

- This is Miss Watson.

- How do you do?

- Oh, then you must be Mr. Cutler.

- No. Sumner.

- Sum... I thought you told me she was...

- lxnay, ixnay.

Here, Mother.

Flowers! Oh, thank you, son!

They're lovely!

Oh, but, Mother...

Here we are.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Here we are.

- Thanks.

- Thank you very much!

- Thank you, Mr. Smithers.

- You're quite welcome.

- And have a nice weekend.

- We'll have a lovely time.

- You too.

- Thanks. We will.

Good night.

- Wait a minute!

- What?

Wrong bag.

This is hers.

Oh, for Pete's sake! Billy, you gave him

your grandmother's bag!

- I'm awfully sorry!

- Here, take this bag.

- Terribly sorry.

- Close that door! We're getting soaked!

Oh, will you shut up!

Do you live

anywhere near here?

As a matter of fact,

I live a little farther up Lexington.

But I wanted to get out here

so I wouldn't spoil Smithers's fun.

No, it's full.

Darling, you'll never get a cab.

Maybe I can get one

up at the corner.

We're gonna be the top item

on the Grapevine Gazette anyway,

so come on up and eat with me.

- Oh, no, I don't want to be any...

- Don't be silly. Come on.

- Sure it won't be any bother?

- Not a bit. Not a bit.

It's no trouble at all.

I have plenty of food in the freezer.

It's no trouble at all.

I have plenty of food in the freezer.

Just put those down anywhere.

Ah, nice place.

You'll catch pneumonia if I don't

get you out of those wet things.

What would you suggest

I change to... your pajamas?

No, I have just the thing.

Come on.

It's not that I'm living with a man who

happens to be out of town at the moment.

It's just that I do

my Christmas shopping early.

Let me see.

One of these is a man's robe.

Here it is.

Ah, yes.

What's the matter?

I was just thinking

Smithers would love this.

You can change in there.

Try not to get it wet.

- I have to give it to somebody else.

- Yes, ma'am.

I don't know what we'll do

about your feet.

I didn't buy anybody slippers.

What about my galoshes?

Goulash? Oh, great.!

- Mr. Sumner!

- Yes?

Do you mind if I ask you

a very important question?

No, no.

Go ahead.

How do you like your chicken fried?

I never heard of it

being made with chicken.

- What?

- Goulash.

What about goulash?

What did you say?

I said, how do you

like your chicken fried?

I said, I never heard of it

being made with chi...

- Are we going to have fried chicken?

- Yeah.

Oh, that's even better.

I like that better.

Better than what?

Goulash.

Oh. Well, yeah.

So do I.

This dinner is white tie, isn't it?

White tie and bathrobe.

Now, how do you like

your chicken fried?

Well, salt and pepper mixed in

with the flour, throw it in a paper bag,

toss in the chicken, shake it up.

How would you like me

to show you how to make it?

I'd like it very much.

Right in there, off the living room.

I'll be right with you.

Mmm.

Mm-mmm.

I'm sorry I can't offer you

any more chicken.

Next time, have three.

I must say, it's very special.

What's your secret?

Oh, a great chef never divulges.

There's another secret

that I'm much more interested in...

your report to Mr. Azae

on my department.

Don't know about that yet.

Then you admit that

no machine can do our work.

You and EMMARAC have something

in common... you're single-minded.

You go on relentlessly

trying to get the answer...

to whatever it is

you're trying to get the answer to.

What does she do when

she doesn't get the answer?

Mmm, very sensitive.

If she becomes frustrated, her whole

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