High Society Page #8

I'm not used to having

my gifts go unacknowledged.

Oh, it was beautiful and sweet.

She was quite a boat, the True Love.

Was and is.

Boy, she was yare.

But I wasn't, was I?

No, you were.

You were very good at the bright work.

I can still see you out there on the deck.

Down on your knees

with your little cake of polish.

I made her shine.

Where is she now?

She's in the yards being gone over.

I thought I'd sell her to this fella,

Rufe Watries, at Oyster Bay.

For money?

Why not?

To that fat old rum pot?

I'm gonna design another.

Thought I'd call it the True Love II.

What do you think?

I'll tell you what you could call her:

the Easy Virtue.

Oh, now, come on, Sam.

I won't have you thinking such things

about yourself. Cut it out.

But it's true.

A little slip now and then

is good for people.

Especially if they learn something.

On, I don't know anything anymore.

Now, that sounds hopeful.

That's just fine.

Well, there's one

consoling thought, Dexter.

You're well rid of me.

No, nobody can say that but me.

I hope we're not interrupting anything.

As if we didn't know we were.

Tracy, Liz and I think we're gonna

resign from SPY magazine.

We're not turning in the story.

We're gonna burn it

to keep warm this winter.

You can have it as a wedding present.

Oh, thank you. Thank you both.

You're dear and sweet,

and I don't deserve your kindness.

Easy come, easy go.

Oh, but you'll stay for the wedding?

Oh, well, I --

Oh, here comes the groom!

Why, it's George.

Tracy, please get rid

of these people. I want to talk to you.

There's no need for them to go.

Everybody seems to know about last night.

Just collecting expressions.

It's a lovely day for a wedding.

It rained for us.

I'm not sure yet that there'll be a wedding.

I've been up all night. I cannot decide

what is the best thing to do.

I'm entitled to a full explanation

before I'm asked to make a decision.

Unfortunately, George,

I have no explanation.

I wish for your sake,

as well as mine, I had.

You'll grant I have the right to be angry.

You certainly have.

On the very eve of your wedding.

I told you I agreed.

Better hurry up and decide.

The guests are all settled.

This doesn't concern you.

Nor you.

No, don't go. Please stay.

On the eve of your wedding.

You've said that.

You keep out of this. And you too.

Mr. Kittredge, it might interest you

to know that our so-called affair

consisted of exactly two kisses

and one rather late swim.

All of which I enjoyed and the memory of

which I wouldn't part with for anything.

It's no use, Mike.

After which I accompanied her to her room,

deposited her on the bed

and returned to you two on the porch,

which you will doubtless remember.

You mean to say

that was all there was to it?

I do.

Why? Was I so unattractive, so distant

so forbidding or cold or something?

Well, this is fine talk, Tracy.

I'm asking a question.

You were extremely attractive, Tracy.

And as for distant and forbidding,

on the contrary.

However, you were somewhat a little worse,

or the better, for the wine.

And there are rules

about things like that.

Oh, thank you, Mike.

Oh, I think men are wonderful.

The little dears.

Well, this is a fine time to be telling me.

Why? Where's the difference?

If my wonderful, beautiful, marvelous virtue

is still intact, it's no thanks to me.

It's purely by courtesy of the gentleman

from South Bend.

Local papers, please copy.

Well, since nothing really happened

perhaps we just better

drop the whole subject.

George, I don't want you to marry me

because you think I'm now worthy of you.

It would've meant much more if you had

married me because I was unworthy.

But a man expects his wife to --

I know, to behave herself. Naturally.

To behave herself naturally.

Well, what's done is done.

We can't turn back the clock.

Oh, I wished I'd have said that.

You're at liberty to leave at any time.

I don't relish having you at my wedding.

Is there going to be a wedding, George?

Yes, Tracy.

In spite of the circumstances, I'm big

enough to overlook a single indiscretion.

No, you're too good for me, George.

I couldn't bear a perfect man.

I'd make you most unhappy.

Most.

I know I'd try my best to.

She would too.

All right, if that's the way you feel.

That's that.

I have never begged in my life.

I've got a feeling you had more to do

with this than anyone.

I hope you're right.

You and your whole rotten class.

Oh, class my --

Grandmother!

Well, there goes George.

Oh, my sainted aunt!

You're on.

What am I gonna do?

Say a few words.

Put your hat on.

Put it on.

You'll think of something.

You're gonna look lovely.

What am I gonna do? What'll I say?

Your father will make an announcement.

Anything special you want me to say?

Oh, thank you. No.

I got myself into it, I'll get myself out.

As you wish.

Go, go!

Hello, everybody.

I just want to say that.

Oh, will you stop that racket, please?

Thank you.

Good morning.

I'd like to say.

Well, there's been a little hitch.

I've made a terrible fool of myself,

which isn't at all unusual.

Well, my fianc that was.

Well, he thinks we ought to

call it a day, and I quite agree with him.

Help me.

Tell them two years ago I did you

out of a wedding

by eloping in Maryland.

Two years ago I did you out of a wedding

in this house by eloping to Maryland.

I hope to make it up now

by going through with it.

But I hope to make it up now

by going through with it.

As originally

and most beautifully planned.

So if you'll just keep your seats.

So if you'll just keep your lovely seats.

That's all.

That's all.

Oh, Dexter, are you sure?

No, but I'll risk it if you will.

You're not just doing it to save my face?

It's such a nice face.

Come on, Dexter, we've no time to lose.

See you in a minute.

Oh, Father, I'm so glad you came back.

I'm glad you're here.

Thank you, Tracy.

And I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry,

I've been a disappointment to you.

I never said that, darling, and I never will.

I love you, Father.

And I love you, my daughter.

Help me off the pedestal.

Watch out for that first step.

It's quite a tumble.

Pretty contagious idea, isn't it?

Well, I must confess

I'm not exactly immune.

Liz, I know I'm not

destiny's dream man

but I thought maybe --

Oh, Mike, I think I better grab you

before somebody else does.

You're liable to get in trouble

one of these days.

Come on, we'll develop this later.

End of story.

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