Has Anybody Seen My Gal Page #8

- I wasn't. I was comforting her.

She was crying

because Dan is leaving Hilverton.

Dan? Did she see Dan?

I thought Millicent

was helping arrange your paintings.

That was a little white lie I told

to get your sister out of the house.

- You're not gonna enter your paintings?

- No, my dear.

Roberta, this is the last time!

You go to bed right this minute!

- But, Daddy...

- Roberta, go to bed, please.

Oh, all right.

I'm only the father,

so perhaps I have no right to ask...

...but why did you want

my daughter to meet Dan?

Because you're forcing her to marry

a man she doesn't care about.

I like that! You, a complete stranger,

a $12-a-week soda jerker...

$13 a week.

...arranging my daughter's future!

You've got a colossal nerve!

For once I must agree with my wife.

We can handle our own affairs.

This nonsense about Dan has gone

far enough. I'll stop it this minute.

I say we announce the engagement

of your son to my daughter immediately.

I quite agree.

- Mrs Blaisdell...

- It doesn't matter any more.

I'm never going to see Dan again anyway.

Thanks for trying.

And if you want to consider that necking

too, you can do so.

I wish we'd never gotten that money.

Money, money, money.

Hooray! It's snowing, it's snowing!

Oh, it's snowing!

Isn't it wonderful?

We'll have snow for Christmas.

Hey, you!

Do you have to make so much noise

playing "Silent Night"?

Merry Christmas, ladies.

When did he call you?

And you had to call me

long-distance about that?

Why didn't you send me a letter?

It'd cost two cents.

Your trouble is you don't care

how you spend my money.

He said he had to have the money tonight.

Tonight? Why?

Some stock he held on margin

took a sudden drop.

I'm to let him know

if the gentleman who gave him the money...

...will lend him another $25,000 to cover it.

Frankly, Sam, I'm surprised.

They seemed such a nice family.

They are. Couldn't be nicer

if they were my own.

Let me handle this. Merry Christmas

to you and your family, Ed.

Merry Christmas. Bye.

Smith.

I timed you in that telephone booth.

You were in there exactly 14 minutes.

I'm going to deduct that from your wages,

just to teach you that time is money.

Mr Quinn, I've met many a skinflint

in my day, but you abuse the privilege.

And believe me,

I know a skinflint when I see one!

You're fired.

Turn in your cap and apron.

That, Mr Quinn, is a pleasure

I've been anticipating for days...

...you cantankerous old goat!

You're all wound up.

You need a change.

Some sort of mental therapy,

like painting, or writing, or bricklaying...

...or even soda jerking!

Get out! And don't expect

any references from me!

Gramps? I got my ticket. I'm leaving

on the nine o'clock train in the morning.

- I'll come up and help you pack.

- OK, fine. See you later.

- Goodbye.

- Hm.

Merry Christmas, Mr Quinn.

Santa Clauses and reindeers.

Heavenly.

Brother-in-law.

What makes you so far away, Howard?

And so nervous?

One would think

you were becoming engaged.

- May I cut in?

- Of course, Judge. Thanks, Mrs Pennock.

Well, Clarissa, congratulations.

You couldn't ask for more

in a daughter-in-law -

...young, charming and an heiress.

I assure you

the money has nothing to do with it.

- We love Millicent for her own sweet self.

- Of course.

Yes? Oh, all right. Thank you.

- Was that Mr Norton, Dad?

- Huh?

I was trying to reach him, but he left town.

He won't return till tomorrow morning.

What are you going to do?

I'll have to ask Mr Pennock

for the money, much as I hate to do so.

Lester? Excuse me...

Charles, must you cut in?

You know you don't tango.

- No, I don't. I must talk to Lester.

- Of course, Charlie. Please forgive me.

- Mrs Blaisdell, may I have this dance?

- Oh, delighted, Carl.

It isn't every woman

who gets such a handsome son-in-law.

Great party, Charlie.

Must've set you back plenty.

Howard.

- But then, what's money to you?

- Read this.

"Your account requires $25,000

additional margin."

"Deposit immediately."

Signed, Franklin Parker Company.

- That's too bad. Stock took a drop, huh?

- Yes.

Well, my advice is to send the money.

That petroleum stock will shoot up again.

I don't need advice, I need money.

I haven't got $25,000.

Oh, everybody knows you've got millions.

Everybody thinks we have,

but we haven't.

If I don't get this money,

we'll be broke.

- Oh, you must be joking.

- I wish I were.

Since we're to be related, I thought

you could advance the money to me.

I'll return it as soon as the stock goes up.

I wouldn't ask if I didn't know you had it.

- $25,000 is a lot.

- It's even more when you haven't got it.

That's a good one. Oh, you're a card.

Well, Lester? What about it?

- Why don't you get a loan on this house?

- It's already mortgaged.

Well, Lester?

You had no right to give people

the impression you had millions.

Is it yes or no?

I'm sorry, but since you put it that way,

the answer is no.

- Oh, Mr Pennock, have you got a pencil?

- Pencil? Here.

Thank you.

- Clarissa.

- Yes, darling, what is it?

- Have you an invitation?

- No, but I must see Mr Blaisdell at once.

Wait here.

I'll tell him.

Why, Mr Smith!

Oh, it was sweet of you to come.

Hello, Mr Smith!

Now I'll have someone to dance with.

Like my new dress?

It's my first formal.

Ah, Roberta, if I were only a good deal

younger, or you were a good deal older...

I've always wanted to be older.

I told him. This way, please.

Excuse me.

Mr Smith.

- Hello, Mr Smith.

- You wanted to see me?

I've got an important message

for you from Mr Edward Norton...

...that lawyer that gave you the money.

He was supposed to call me back.

Why did he call you?

He didn't know you'd sold the store,

so he called you there.

He remembered me.

He must have a remarkable memory.

He recalled the entire conversation

we had that evening.

He even remembered

my Tutti-Frutti Delights.

- Please, what did he say?

- You got a light?

Oh, a light. Yes, of course. Here.

What did he say?

All he did was to ask me

to give you a message.

- How much are these cigars?

- 55 cents.

55 cents? They're no better

than Hilverton Stinkers.

- For heaven's sake...

- Now, what did he say?

- Please, try to remember.

- I wrote it down so I wouldn't forget.

- Oh, it's in my overcoat.

- Howard, the coat.

Nice of Howard to give me that coat.

Keeps me nice and warm.

Oh, here it is.

Now, he said,

"If you spent $100,000 in so short a time...

...you would spend $25,000

in a quarter of the time."

Therefore his client

must refuse your request.

That's all he said.

I can't blame him.

If you'll forgive me for saying so,

neither can I.

It seems to me you were much happier

before you got that money.

Poppa, Mother's about to announce

the wedding date!

Wedding date?

- The Pennocks?

- Yeah.

Ladies and gentlemen, I have

a very special announcement to make.

The wedding of my daughter Millicent

to Mr Carl Pennock...

- Harriet...

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