Faithless Page #2
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- 1932
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on your yacht. I've a job to hold down.
Oh .. the sausage business.
It isn't the sausage business.
It's the advertizing business.
But you will give up the
advertizing business.
I'm going to do nothing of the kind.
Why, darling? I have enough
money for both of us.
Carol, can I have a quarter? I want to
go out and get a package of cigarettes.
Oh don't be silly.
It won't be like that.
Besides, if you .. really love me ..
Wait a minute.
I love you more than I thought
it was possible to love anybody.
I am completely drowned in
a sea of blissful anticipation.
Over the fact that you are
about to become my wife.
I'm sorry, Bill.
I'm not going to even try and tell you.
Men never understand how
much women love them.
Well then, that's all settled, isn't it.
Bill.
Uhuh.
You can take 3 months off to take me to
Monte Carlo for a honeymoon, can't you?
Carol, I can't afford to take 3 months
off and pay for a honeymoon in Europe.
Why can't I pay for it?
I'm marrying you. Not your bank account.
Oh Bill, you're just
being a quixotic fool.
Perhaps I am, but that's
the guy you've got to marry.
Say, is this a private
fight or can anybody join?
No, no fighting.
Come on, Carol. Let's dance.
I want to get as much
use out of you as possible.
While you're still freelancing.
Are we keeping you up?
No. I don't know why I'm so sleepy.
I didn't roll out of bed
till way past noon today.
You lead a hard life.
Well Bill, we'll have plenty of
dances before the evening's over.
The orchestra is going
to play until 4 am.
That's just the shank
of the evening, blessed.
Darling.
Goodnight, Phyllis.
Goodnight.
Goodnight.
Happy dreams.
Never mind, Joseph.
Anything more, Miss Carol?
Goodnight, Joseph.
Goodnight, Mr Wade.
Goodnight, Miss Carol.
Goodnight, Joseph.
I ought to be in bed this minute.
But we're going to settle this now.
You've been absurd tonight, Bill.
Carol, you might just as well
make up your mind to one thing.
You are going to live on my income.
Your income?
How much is that?
Twenty thousand a year.
Wait a minute, I'm not apologizing.
I'm not asking you to share my poverty.
But that's less than 400 dollars a week.
And you're lucky, too.
You're one girl in ten thousand who can
get a man who's making 400 a week.
Oh Bill, why shouldn't we have
everything out of life that we can?
I refuse to go through
There goes Bill Wade who married
Carol Morgan's millions. Millions.
But you have your own job. I'm very
willing to have you stay with sausages.
Don't say sausages!
Sausages, sausages, sausages!
Your sentiments are very noble, Bill.
But it is your pride speaking.
Who says it isn't?
Do you think I have any pride?
Pride? What in?
In the only things I
can do in my position.
Why should I close up this lovely house
and discharge a lot of good servants?
When it's unnecessary.
I'll tell you why. To be: Mrs Bill Wade.
Oh .. is that final?
Bill Wade on twenty thousand a year.
Well, if you're going to make money so
important, I'll make it important, too.
If you are going to make an issue ..
Of living on your salary,
Of having the things
I can with my money.
Alright. Consider it settled then.
Well, that suits me.
Great. Maybe I'll get
some sleep for a change.
Maybe you will.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
I couldn't leave you like this.
I was going to phone your apartment.
I'm sorry.
Don't talk.
Hold me tight.
What time do you want me to pick you up
tomorrow to go to the license bureau?
Tomorrow? Oh, Bill.
But I can get the wedding
ready in a month.
Carol, darling.
You are in no position
Neither are you.
That's a funny way for you to talk.
You didn't by any chance
plan this deliberately?
How could it have been an accident?
Now darling, we'll get married without
any terms or conditions whatsoever.
We'll get married tomorrow.
And settle down to work out
normal life .. on my income.
Supposing I refuse?
You can't refuse.
Oh, I can't refuse but you can?
If you weren't brought up like
a character out of Arabian Nights.
You'd see my viewpoint.
The viewpoint of a caveman
who moves his wife with a club.
Say, I ought to act like a caveman and
beat some common-sense in to your head.
Yes. That would be just
your idea of matrimony.
To come home late and beat your
wife up because the soup was cold.
I would be so unimportant in this house
as Miss Carol Morgan's husband ..
That if I came home late,
the soup would be cold.
We don't have soup in
the house .. I hate soup.
Ye Gods. We can even
get into a row about soup.
Yes, the row is about soup, and beans
and brooms and laundry and cooks.
With my income I don't intend to mess
about in a small apartment and one maid.
With your money you make me feel like an
immigrant whose wife takes in washing.
Now you listen to me.
This is my ultimatum.
You're giving ultimatums? That's good.
Shut up!
This is one time we are not going
to stand here and argue all night.
Will you do as I wish? Or ..
First, I'll have to burn all the clothes
and jewelry I bought with my own money.
Shut up .. what's your answer?
Oh .. sausages!
Miss Morgan, in the circumstances ..
You should feel very glad that
this is 1932 and not the prim '80s.
I don't see any shotguns around.
So I'll say goodnight.
When you come to
your senses, call me up.
I'll be waiting.
Yes.
Mr Carter is on the phone.
He wants to make an appointment.
Oh, well tell him I'll drop into
the bank on my way downtown.
And get Mr Wade on the phone at once.
Yes, Miss Morgan.
These extraordinary times
require extraordinary measures.
You try to frighten me.
Carol, you are broke. And there
But everything can't be gone.
Borrowed on.
Up to the hilt. Beyond the hilt.
Well, sell everything.
Pay off the loans.
You've borrowed over 2 millions on what
was 12 million dollars of security.
Yes. At present market prices ..
When we clear this up you'll only
owe them about half a million more
And that's only one instance.
What am I to do?
First, the house must go.
Sell my house?
Why, you're out of your mind.
You can't do this to me.
Money can't vanish.
Oh, you fools!
Why didn't you save me?
Why didn't you do something?
That's rich.
Indecent.
But .. but what am I to do?
The world is not itself.
Great changes have taken place.
You must endure a great change yourself.
Go to work!
I can't work.
I don't know how.
Thank you.
Oh, I beg your pardon but ..
Mr Wade's secretary sent me in.
Well I'm Bill's brother. Anthony Wade.
Oh.
Most people call me Tony.
I didn't mean that you would.
You are Carol Morgan, aren't you?
But I would call you Tony.
You don't look as if you
belong in an office.
You've got that wide-open-spaces look.
Well, I'm just hail from Colorado.
Oh good heavens. What does
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