Guess Who's Coming to Dinner Page #6

You ought to be warned about it.

She gets it

from her father.

They need all the help

you can give them...

because they're going to have

special difficulties.

No, don't budge.

Please, sit.

Of course, they know all that.

They're serious people.

Fine, intelligent people.

And if they know

what lies in store for them...

and they still want each other

enough to accept it...

I think it's plain as anything

that they love each other very much.

You'll have to agree that any two people

who love each other that much...

deserve all the best luck

in the world.

I don't know.

I wish I didn't have the feeling

that they'll never make it...

that the whole thing's

impossible.

You feel that way, do you?

You're really thrashing about then.

That's very interesting, indeed.

And rather amusing, too,

to see a broken-down...

old phony liberal come face-to-face

with his principles.

Of course,

I always have believed...

that in that

fighting liberal facade...

there must be some sort

of reactionary bigot trying to get out.

Oh, go to hell. You and your crowd

are still preaching hell.

Well, I'm off.

As much as I'm enjoying

your discomfiture...

I may be able to save a few souls

before supper.

But, I am, as it happens,

free for dinner.

Please, come, 7:
30.

The doctor's family are flying up

from Los Angeles.

Oh, well, in that case,

you'll actually need me.

Otherwise, your side

won't even outnumber the blacks.

Thank you, my dear.

Half past seven.

What was that the Beatles sang?

We can work it out

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Mom did it.

Do you think it looks like him?

Well, it looks a little grim,

doesn't it?

- No, don't let me disturb you.

- Not at all.

I hope you don't mind, but I've wrangled

an invitation to dinner.

- Marvelous! I'm delighted you're coming.

- Thank you, my dear.

- I'm very delighted to have met you.

- My pleasure, Monsignor.

- See you this evening.

- Certainly.

You know,

you two make me feel...

quite extraordinarily happy.

I'd better tell Tillie. If you listen,

you'll hear her going through the roof.

I brought you

the latest bulletin.

Guess who's coming

to dinner now?

The Reverend Martin Luther King?

You're so close.

It's Monsignor Ryan.

Bake a second pie, will you?

You know how he loves your cooking.

Listen, is the big guest room

in order?

Dr. Prentice wants to have

a shower and change.

- He does?

- He does.

Well, she's 23 years old.

I guess she has

a right to do as she pleases.

Yes, but that's not the point.

The doctor said...

I know what the doctor said. Could we

get out of here for a few minutes?

- Sure.

- What are the others doing?

They're meeting Peter and Judith

for a drink...

and then they're going on

to the airport.

All right, come on.

Come on, will you?

Whatever happened to what's-his-name?

Homer?

That lawyer?

I thought she liked him very much.

Nothing happened to Homer.

Dr. Prentice just happened to Joey.

It was only last Christmas

she said Homer had the inside track.

Isn't that the place where we got

the good ice cream? Let's get some.

It's after 5:
00.

You'll spoil...

A little ice cream can't hurt.

- Yes?

- When I had ice cream before...

I had a special kind of flavor

that I liked very much.

- But I can't remember what it was.

- I'll bring you the list.

No, you must know what it is.

Daiquiri Ice? Honeycomb Candy?

Cocoa Coconut? Jamoca Almond Fudge?

Mocha Jamoca? Peanut Butter and Jelly?

Cinnamon Banana Mint?

- Must have been some other place.

- Fresh Oregon Boysenberry Sherbet?

That's it.

I'm sure that's it. Bring me

a Fresh Oregon Boysenberry.

- Bring me a big one.

- Right.

- Will you have some? It's delicious.

- No. Black coffee.

One double Fresh Oregon Boysenberry

Sherbet and one black coffee. Thanks.

You know, Matt...

I think Mike was right

that Joey is lucky.

The work he's doing

is so important...

she'll be able to help him with it

and share it all with him.

The best break

any wife can have.

You know, for us,

it's all been great...

but do you know

what was the best time of all?

It was in the beginning

when everything was a struggle...

and you were working too hard

and sometimes frightened...

and there were times

when I felt...

that I really knew

that I was a help to you.

That was the very best time of all

for me.

- One black coffee.

- Thank you.

And one Fresh

Oregon Boysenberry Sherbet.

Thank you.

This is not the stuff.

I never had this stuff

before in my life.

You know, it's not bad.

Not bad at all.

I kinda like it.

Fresh Oregon Boysenberry.

Yes, sir.

Well, when I had

the ice cream before...

this isn't the stuff I had,

but I like it.

- It's very good. I like it very much.

- Okay.

- How do you do, Miss Binks?

- I got somethin' to say to you, boy.

Exactly what you tryin' to pull here?

I'm not trying to pull anything.

I was looking to find me a wife.

Ain't that just likely!

You wanna answer me somethin'?

What kinda doctor

you supposed to be anyhow?

Would you believe horse?

You make with witticisms

and all, huh?

Let me tell you somethin'.

You may think you're foolin'

Miss Joey and her folks.

But you ain't foolin' me for a minute.

I see what you are.

You're one of those smooth-talkin',

smart-ass n*ggers...

just out for all you can get,

with your black power...

and all that other

trouble-makin' nonsense.

And you listen here. I brought up that

child from a baby in her cradle...

and ain't nobody gonna harm her none

while I'm here watchin'.

And as long as you are anywhere around

this house, I'm right here watchin'.

You read me, boy?

You bring any trouble in here...

and you just like to find out

what black power really means!

And furthermore to that,

you ain't all that good-lookin'!

That was very good.

If I come in again, remind me about

the Oregon Boysenberry, will you?

Yeah, I sure will.

Thank you, sir.

Should we take home

a couple of quarts for dessert?

No, Tillie's baked some pies.

You stupid idiot!

Why can't you

look where you're going?

Sorry, son,

but your car is so low...

Of course you didn't see me!

You weren't even looking

where you were going!

Look what you did to my car!

It's my fault.

My insurance...

Yeah, yeah. Who cares

about your lousy insurance?

I worked over three months on that!

How much will it cost

to have it repaired?

Look at it! Thirty or forty bucks

it'll cost. Did you see it?

Stupid old man.

He oughtn't be allowed out.

He ought to be put away someplace

in a home or something.

There's fifty bucks! Don't bother

to have it fixed. Buy a new one!

Some of these old guys,

they're senile!

Stupid old man.

There oughta be a law!

What the hell is it today?

Less than 12'/. Of the people

in this city are colored people.

I can't even have a dish

of Oregon "Boosenberry"...

without runnin' into one of them.

You've

Got to

Give a little

Take a little

And let your poor heart

Break a little

That's the story of

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