Harvey Page #7

She won't come down.

She's too frightened.

Would you like a ham and rye?

How about an egg and onion?

I'd love to make you one. The eggs

and onions are waiting in the kitchen.

Suppose we go in the kitchen.

You can relax and be yourself.

Do you like your work?

Oh, I do now, Myrtle!

Charlie's Place?

Oh, Mr. Cracker.

Mr. Cracker, this is

Elwood P. Dowd speaking.

Tell me,

have you seen Harvey?

Uh-huh. Well, don't worry. I'll find him.

Mr. Cracker, I'm entertaining some

friends there tonight at 10:00.

May I have

my regular booth?

Oh, fine. Thank you.

Good-bye.

Harvey!

Harvey?

Hello?

Come on. Don't you wanna come back

in the kitchen and get acquainted?

I thought I heard voices.

What kind of voices?

Come on, I wanna talk to you. It

sounded something like "Harvey."

Harvey? I'd better get goin'. You

haven't finished your egg and onion.

Business before pleasure, even

if it's a pleasure bein' with you.

You make a great egg and

onion. Don't you want more?

I'll see you tomorrow out at the

nuthouse. You didn't finish your sandwich.

Wilson! What happened to

you? He's not here, Doctor.

Then what are you doing

here? I was just having...

What are you eating? An

egg and onion sandwich.

How can you think of food at a time

like this? Get over to Union Station.

I'm told Dowd goes down there to

watch trains. All right, Doctor.

Why did you send him away? Some

people pick the best times...

to keep other people from becoming

acquainted. My, dear... Judge Gaffney!

Chumley, just the man

I want to see.

Mrs. Simmons has retained me to file

suit against you. I've been searching...

File suit? I'm on my way to the

office to draw up the necessary papers.

What happened this afternoon was an unfortunate

mistake, but I've dismissed my assistant...

We shall see what we shall

see. There must be some way...

You'll hear from me in the morning.

Good-bye. But surely, Judge...

This is

most unfortunate.

Most unfortunate.

Judge Gaffney?

Judge Gaffney, I want...

You're not Judge Gaffney.

You have much more hair

than he has.

Besides, I never forget

a face. I'm Dr. Chumley.

You're Mrs. Simmons. Yes, of course.

I'm glad to know you, Dr. Chumley.

Would you mind asking Judge

Gaffney to come back? Certainly.

I want to tell him to sue you for $

Mrs. Simmons,

can't we talk this matter over?

After what happened to me today in the

bathtub? I don't want to talk it over!

Then will you please

just listen?

I don't want to listen to you.

I'm suing you.

Please listen to me, I beg of

you. I'll listen, all right.

But I'm warning you, it

won't do you any good. Hello.

No, I am not listening to my radio.

I am listening to Dr. Chumley.

Mrs. Simmons, that picture

over the mantle?

That portrait of my mother happens

to be the pride of this house.

Who painted it? Some

man. I forget his name.

He was around for the sittings.

Then we paid him and he went away.

I suppose if you have the money, you

can persuade people to do anything.

You brought this up. You might

as well learn something quickly.

I took a course in art last winter.

I learned the difference between...

a fine oil painting and a

mechanical thing, like a photograph.

The photograph shows

only the reality.

The painting shows not only the

reality, but the dream behind it.

It's our dreams

that carry us on.

They separate us

from the beasts.

I wouldn't want to go on living if I

thought it was all just eating and sleeping.

And taking my clothes off.

I mean, putting them on.

Ooh, ooh!

Oh, Doctor!

Mrs. Simmons, steady now,

steady. Don't upset yourself.

Everything's going to be

all right. What's the matter?

Doctor, that is not

my mother!

I'm very glad

to hear that.

Elwood's been here. He's been here,

Doctor! Now, now, better be quiet.

I'll take it.

Hello? Yes?

Who's calling?

He's here! It's your

brother! Let me talk to him.

Be careful. Don't let him

know that I'm here. Be casual.

Yes, I'll be casual.

Yes.

Hello, Elwood.

Where are you, dear?

I'm here, Veta.

l-ls Harvey there?

He won't say where he is. He

wants to know if Harvey's here.

Tell him Harvey is here. But he isn't!

I know that, but pretend he

is. We've got to humor him.

Hello, Elwood.

Yes, dear, Harvey's here.

Why don't you come home?

It won't work. He wants us

to call Harvey to the telephone.

Well, say Harvey's here but he can't come

to the phone because he's in the bathtub.

Oh, Doctor! You've got

to do it, Mrs. Simmons.

Yes, dear, Harvey is here, but he can't

come to the telephone. He's in the bathtub.

I'll send him over as soon as

he's dry. Where are you, dear?

I-I-I'm...

Never mind. Harvey just

walked in the door down here.

Oh... Mr. Cracker,

two martinis.

Good-bye, Veta.

You'd better look in the

bathtub. It must be a stranger.

He says Harvey just walked through the

door. It must be a stranger in the bathtub.

But I know where he is.

He's at Charlie's Place.

That's a bar at 12th and Main.

That's two over and one down.

Where are you going? I'm going to

get your brother and bring him back,

take him to the sanitarium

where he belongs.

I want to observe the expression on

his face when he talks to this rabbit.

He does talk to the rabbit?

They tell each other everything.

What? Yes, he talks to

him, but don't go out there.

You'll regret it if you do.

Nonsense. You underestimate me

No, you underestimate my brother.

Don't worry. I can handle him.

You can handle him?

That's what you think.

Myrtle Mae, see who the

stranger is in the bathtub.

Sounds funny,

but I'll miss this place.

I guess I'll miss

a lot of things around here.

You will?

You won't laugh?

Of course not.

You know how it is working around people

day after day. You get attached to them.

I know, Lyman. It may be

ridiculous, but I'm gonna miss...

every one of the psychos and

neuros and schizos in the place.

I guess I'll even miss

Dr. Chumley.

In spite of the fact that he fired me,

I have a genuine admiration for him.

You can miss your psychos

and schizos, Dr. Sanderson!

You can miss whomever you

please. But after you leave here,

I won't miss a thing,

not a single, solitary thing!

Now what's wrong? Nothing. I

came down to say good-bye to you.

So good-bye, good luck

and good riddance!

You can't even say good-bye without

putting it on a personal basis.

Don't flatter yourself. There's

nothing personal about this.

I think you've been working too

hard. You're getting neurotic.

Don't start analyzing me. Save

your psychiatry for your next job!

I'm not using psychiatry. And let

me give you a little friendly advice.

That chip on your shoulder stems from a

persecution complex that goes back to childhood.

Thanks so much for

the case history, Doctor.

Could you tell me what an overinflated

ego stems from? Now, listen here!

Hiya, Kelly.

Hiya, Doc.

I'm glad I caught you

before you left.

I'm sorry you got bounced. We're

all gonna miss ya. Thanks, Wilson.

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