Has Anybody Seen My Gal Page #9

- ... Mr Carl Pennock...

- Harriet.

- What is it, Charles?

- The Pennocks have left.

- Left?

- Where are they going?

- Home, I guess.

Why go home in the middle of Millicent's

engagement to Carl? Where's Carl?

They've left because we're broke.

We've lost everything.

- Well, what about that stock you bought?

- That's what broke us.

I'll be lucky to salvage enough from

selling this house to buy another store.

Another store...

- Mother!

- Harriet!

What's the matter?

Daddy, is she OK?

Ladies and gentlemen,

I have good news to announce.

My engagement to Carl Pennock has been

called off. Merry Christmas to all of you!

- Congratulations!

- Thank you.

Play something charming.

What else could you expect

from the nouveau riche?

At least their French pastry

is better than their manners.

So she is in love with that old scoundrel.

- I think we'd better leave.

- Yes.

Here, drink this, Mrs Blaisdell.

She doesn't want water,

she wants money.

To humiliate my daughter

in front of all our guests!

- Mother, I wasn't.

- Well, we had it coming.

We did exactly the same to Dan the night

we got the money in the old house.

The old house! I'd better stop that escrow

or we'll have no place to live at all!

- Hooray! I can have Penny back!

- And I can have Dan!

Oh, Mr Smith,

I'm so happy I could dance!

Hey, Millie! Open the door.

- Hey, I can't stand here all day.

- I can.

Hello, everybody.

- Hello, Mr Smith!

- Hello, Gramps.

- Mr Smith is here.

- Glad you decided to come back to us.

I just got your old room ready.

I'm buying my store back

and Dan and I need a soda jerker.

Dad's making me a partner.

Congratulations. Not only half the work,

but half the profit.

It'll be just as it was

when you first came here.

We're back in the old house, Charles has

his store, Millicent and Dan are engaged...

- And we have no money.

- And I doubt we ever will.

I doubt it too, but you never can tell.

It's not money that makes a person happy,

it's what you do with what you have.

It's just as well. I'd hate to think

I'd have to go through all that again.

- Howard, take Mr Smith's bags up.

- Never mind, Howard.

- I've just stopped in to say goodbye.

- Goodbye?

Oh, please, won't you stay? I don't think

I could love my own grandfather more.

Of all the things that have ever been

said to me, those words are the nicest.

- Guess what!

- Aren't you gonna say hello to Mr Smith?

Hello, Mr... Mr Smith!

I'm so glad you're here.

Your painting won first prize

in the exhibit for a sur... Oh, whatever.

I didn't enter my paintings.

I did. I entered the one you did

first time we painted together...

...the one that looked so mixed up -

and it won first prize!

Now we've got a celebrity with us.

That's not all.

The reporters are coming to talk to him.

- To me? What for?

- They're gonna take your picture.

Well, goodbye. If we never meet again,

rest assured I'll think of you constantly.

- Aren't you gonna wait for them?

- I can't. I'll miss my train.

- Well, goodbye, and God bless you all.

- Goodbye, Mr Smith.

Happy New Year!

- Mr Smith live here?

- You'll find him inside.

If not in body, at least in spirit.

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