Desk Set Page #6

Synopsis: The mysterious man hanging about at the research department of a big TV network proves to be engineer Richard Sumner, who's been ordered to keep his real purpose secret: computerizing the office. Department head Bunny Watson, who knows everything, needs no computer to unmask Richard. The resulting battle of wits and witty dialogue pits Bunny's fear of losing her job against her dawning attraction to Richard.
Genre: Comedy, Romance
Director(s): Walter Lang
Production: Twentieth Century Fox Home Entertainment
 
IMDB:
7.3
Rotten Tomatoes:
100%
APPROVED
Year:
1957
103 min
756 Views


magnetic circuit is liable to go out.

Something like that is happening to me.

Say, do you smell

something burning?

No, no... Oh, I think

that's your kitchen.

- You need a new ventilator.

- Oh.

Are you serving dessert, ma'am?

And if so, what?

- I'm serving floating island.

- Floating island?

Yeah.

I wonder who that could be.

Uh, would you like me

to go into the...

Oh, don't be ridiculous.

We're a couple of adults.

- I'll get the dessert.

- Thank you. It's in the icebox.

- Mike!

- Hiya, Bunny.

Planes are all grounded.

How do you like that?

For heaven's sake.

- Raining here and snowing in Chicago.

- My, you don't say.

I know it's late,

but aren't you going to invite me in?

Oh, sure.

Sure, go on in.

Ah! Dinner and a fire going.

How lucky can a guy get?

You two know each other, don't you?

- Sure.

- Mm-hmm.

Just having dessert.

Won't you join us? There's plenty.

- Just coffee.

- Sit down.

I'll, uh... I'll get another cup.

Won't be a second.

I, uh, suppose I should

have called first.

Yes. Do that next time.

Uh, did I miss something?

No, no, Mr. Cutler was saying that he

should have phoned before dropping in.

I said that I thought

perhaps he should have, too.

Thank you.

It never occurred to me

that anybody'd be here.

Thank you.

Still, uh...

Still raining out, Cutler?

Why, Sumner? Are you

waiting for it to stop?

No. No, no. Sugar?

- Cream?

- No.

You know, being

this civilized is ridiculous.

I mean, this looks

fairly primitive to me,

unless, of course,

there's some other explanation.

- Other than what?

- Oh, uh, it's very easy to explain.

I hope so. It looks pretty odd.

I am beginning to get mad.

You are beginning to get mad?

What right had you to come barging in,

making noises like an outraged bull?

I wasn't making noises. I was thinking

them, but I wasn't making them.

- Well, they were...

- Oh, come on. Come on.

After all, it is

very simple to explain.

If there's going to be any explanation,

I'd like to get it from Bunny.

- Nothing here needs explaining.

- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

I've never been in

such an idiotic position.

Now, after all, it was raining outside.

I got caught in the rain,

and Bunny... that is, Miss Watson...

invited me upstairs to get dry.

The robe is not mine. It was just a

Christmas present she happened to get...

for some fellow who has

the initials M. C... M.C.!

Well, like it?

I hope you do.

I can't take it back.

I embroidered those initials myself.

- You going to eat your floating island?

- I certainly am.

Mmm. Delicious.

- I don't get it.

- Absolutely delicious.

I don't get it.

You're not the Bunny I know at all.

No, I'm not.

You think I'm just an old coat in your

closet. That shows how much you know.

There's a constant stream of men

in and out of here.

I can't get them out of my hair.

See? There's another one.

Shall Cutler and I go into the bedroom,

or are we all three adults here?

Oh, shut up. Come on in! Come in!

Hello.

What are you doing here?

You're supposed to be

on your way to Chic...

I don't know what

you're supposed to be.

I got caught in the rain.

Well, I guess I better

put my clothes on.

I left them in the bedroom.

Oh, I'm sorry, Bunny.

As a matter of fact,

I left them in the bathroom.

- Peg, would you mind?

- Oh, not at all.

Do I smell something burning?

The kitchen needs a new ventilator.

I should've called before I dropped in,

but the last thing I expected...

If you're going on about how

the last thing you expected...

was to find me

with a man, any man...

Don't, Bunny. That's unfair.

If I thought like that about you,

why would I always be hanging around?

I'm kind of puzzled

about that myself.

- We've known each other for six years.

- Seven.

And it's been a fine relationship,

no strings on either of us.

Yeah, that's for certain.

And I've learned to depend

on you for many things...

your warmth, your wit,

your understanding.

You've become a part of my life.

That's why I want to ask you this.

What, Mike?

Don't let our relationship be destroyed

by what happened here tonight.

I was wrong in coming in like that.

I was wrong for taking it for granted

that you'd be here all...

No, I won't say that again.

Look, let's not talk any more tonight.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Oh, come to think about it, I won't.

I'll be in Chicago.

Well, I'll call you

first chance I get.

- Good night, Bunny.

- Night, Mike.

All clear?

You can tell those five other guys

they can come out from under the bed.

- Who belongs to these?

- Ohh!

You do not need a new ventilator.

You don't know anyone

who would like to buy...

a man's robe with

the initials M.C.?

I'm selling one real cheap.

Will someone please fill me in?

Well, you see, Peg, it all started

with Mr. Smithers's mother-in-law.

She... She came up

from Chattanooga.

It was Chattanooga,

was it not, madame?

- Chattanooga, Tennessee.

- Chattanooga, Tennessee.

It was raining.

There was a kid in the front seat

with a lollipop,

a kid in the back seat

with a lollipop and a dog.

And good evening.

I've had a lovely time.

#Hark, the herald angels sing #

# Glory to the newborn king #

#Peace on earth and mercy mild #

# God and sinners reconciled ##

Are you sure you want this mistletoe

right over the door?

Certainly. Then if anything good

drifts in, we can grab him.

- Why don't you wear it in your hair?

- Along about 3:
00, I may.

That's the spirit. Now, this may be

the last Christmas party...

we're going to throw here,

so let's make it a lulu.

- Before lunch?

- Before lunch, for lunch, after lunch.

What is the company policy

here at Christmas?

Anything goes, as long as

you don't lock the doors.

Reference. Merry Christmas.

Miss Costello.

Yeah, sure, I can.

You got a pencil?

Would you please write it down

and file it away someplace?

Every year, you people ask

for the same information.

Dasher, Prancer, Dancer and Vixen,

Cupid, Comet, Donder and Blitzen.

- You're welcome.

- They're running true to form.

About 4:
00, they'll be calling up for a

complete text of A Visit From St. Nick.

- Merry Christmas, everybody!

- Merry Christmas.!

Ruthie, grab these before

I drop them all. Thanks.

Oh, the tree looks wonderful. I told you

the old-fashioned kind are prettiest.

That's the food,

and this is for laughs.

- I've had a couple of laughs already.

- Who hasn't?

- More Christmas cards.

- Oh, thanks.

Oh, hey. Wait a second.

From the reference department to you.

Hey, thanks. Gee, thanks, everybody,

and Merry Christmas.

- Same to you, Kenny.

- Wait a second, Kenny.

- Did they give you anything in Legal?

- No.

Well, the mail boy we had last year,

I told him to go over...

and make a big show of what

we gave him, and it worked.

They met our figure.

Wait a second.

And do you have

a nice, crisp $5 bill?

Yeah. Well, add that to it.

Catch on?

Come back to our party later.

- Ladies, the cups!

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Phoebe Ephron

Phoebe Ephron (née Wolkind; January 26, 1914 – October 13, 1971) was an American playwright and screenwriter, who often worked with Henry Ephron, her husband, whom she wed in 1934. Ephron was born in New York City to Louis and Kate (née Lautkin) Wolkind, a dress manufacturer.Ephron was active as a writer from the early 1940s through the early 1960s. Her four daughters – Nora Ephron, Delia Ephron, Hallie Ephron and Amy Ephron – all became writers, like their parents. Ephron was nominated for an Oscar for Best Writing, Screenplay Based on Material from Another Medium , along with writing partners Richard L. Breen and husband Henry Ephron, for their work on Captain Newman, M.D. (1963). She died in 1971, aged 57, in her native New York City. more…

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