Dream Wife Page #9

Clem not love Tarji.

Clem love my friend, Effie.

Well, uh... Tarji, you mustn't blame her.

It's all over between Effie and me,

but uh...

Well, you see... once upon a time...

Bedtime story?

Yeah... yeah.

Bedtime story.

My friend Effie make you very happy.

You know, I didn't plan it this way, I just...

I not have to marry you now.

I free!

I beg your pardon?

Effie teach me. Woman not have to obey man

she does not love.

You're amazing, Tarji!

Well, all right. Now go and tell your father

right away.

Wait. I tell him I free woman.

I tell him I no love Clem.

You forget our wedding is in the morning.

You come to wedding tomorrow, I not arrive.

I jilt you.

You will? That's perfect.

I don't know how to thank you, Tarji.

I very happy. You be my friend.

Oh, indeed I will, always.

You're going to make someone a very lucky man.

Then, uh, I'll see you at the wedding.

I mean, I won't see you at the wedding.

Goodbye, dear, dear Tarji.

Or rather, badibani.

Badibani.

Right!

Father, welcome to America.

I must talk to you right away.

I have so much to tell...

Any minute now you're gonna be

the happiest man in the world.

You don't know how right you are.

What have you got to be so happy about?

You're getting married.

Sure you feel all right?

Never felt better in my life.

I wonder what's keeping Effie.

Effie?

I mean Tarji.

Oh, there's a girl in a million.

She's gonna make some man a wonderful wife.

I beg your pardon?

Oh, hello, Mac! Any terrible news?

Huh?

I mean, what's new?

Nothing. What's new with you?

Nothing.

That's interesting.

We must have another nice chat sometime, huh?

You know, there's nothing like a wedding.

I wonder why bridegrooms are always supposed

to be so nervous.

What is there to be nervous about?

The ceremony...

Oh, Effie... Priscilla.

Effie.

I've got to see you. What are you doing tonight?

No wonder I'm the happiest man in the world.

Clem, whatever it is you're taking,

don't take any more.

Oh, you should have seen Tarji last night.

She was magnificent.

There was fire in her eyes when she...

Tarji!

Who did you expect?

What is she doing here?

Maybe she came to get married.

No, no, she promised.

My son.

No, I'm not, sir. I mean...

The ceremony can start immediately.

I have long looked forward to this happy day.

Your Excellency will be pleased to know

that the Bukistanian ceremony will come first...

then the American ceremony,

and then we can sign the agreement.

We are pleased.

But, sir, didn't Tarji tell you?

Tell me what?

Here we go. I know how anxious you must be.

No, Tarji!

Come on!

No, I tell you, I won't go through with this.

It never fails, they all go the same way.

I tell you, I love her!

That's why you're here!

Come on, everybody's watching.

Double crosser! Coward!

I thought you were a free woman.

What about Amelia Bloomer?

Doesn't she mean anything to you?

Well, what can you expect from a woman?

You're weak, helpless and nothing but trouble.

And that goes for all of you.

Harriet Beecher Stowe.

She wrote about slaves didn't she?

Well, it sure take one to know one.

She great woman. She write Uncle Tom's Cabin.

Susan B. Anthony.

Susan B, Anthony fight for women's vote.

And that not all. Carrie Country.

Carrie Nation!

Carrie Nation.

Silence!

I will not silence! I free woman!

I not love Clem.

She jilted me! She jilted me!

Do not worry, my son, she will marry you.

I'm not worth bothering about, I...

What have you done now, what's wrong?

Nothing's wrong. The wedding's off.

You do not wish to marry my daughter?

Of course he does.

It's just a little nervous breakdown, Your Excellency.

You keep out of this.

In Bukistan we do not use our women for political tricks.

Come.

What about the oil agreement?

It will be as you say.

It will be signed after the wedding.

And there will be no wedding.

Well spoken, Your Excellency.

You are wise not to be deceived by this man.

And you should be proud that your daughter

has inherited your wisdom.

You are using psychology.

No, Your Excellency, truth.

The daughter of the Khan is not merchandise to be sent

on approval to a man with the judgment of a camel.

That is truth.

Oh, absolutely.

I know how easy it is to be deceived by this man.

I myself was engaged to him.

You?

I admit it. With shame.

He would have made the princess as unhappy

as he made me.

He was unsatisfactory.

Completely. He was conceited, and selfish and unbearable.

Surely the Khan will not allow a man like this

to stand in the way...

of signing an oil agreement that will benefit your country.

That is true. You are a remarkable woman,

Miss Effington.

He will not stand in the way.

I knew you would understand.

I do.

You must love him very much.

What was that again?

Clem, I've got so much to tell you.

You mean you've forgotten something?

I'm a selfish monster, I'm foolish, arrogant...

In other words, you're just an average man.

Oh, Clem, make an earthquake for me.

It's just an expression she uses.

Don't talk like that. They'll get the wrong idea.

Come here. I owe you a bloukha.

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