His Girl Friday Page #46

BURNS:

(turning from door)

That dumb immigrant'll flop on me. I

know it.

(bitterly)

Can you imagine Butch doing this to

me -- at a time like this?

CLOSE SHOT HILDY AT PHONE, TAKING IN DESK

Burns steps into scene.

BURNS:

(confidentially)

If Louie doesn't come back in five

minutes we'll get it out alone.

There's millions of ways. We can

start a fire and get the firemen to

carry it out in the confusion.

He crosses to the desk and inspects it.

HILDY:

(into phone)

Ring that number, will you?

BURNS:

(to Hildy, oblivious

of her telephoning)

Come here. See if we can move it.

HILDY:

(into phone)

Hello -- hello! Is this the Lying --

In Hospital? Did you have an auto

accident in the last --

BURNS:

(interrupting)

Will you come here?

HILDY:

(into phone)

Oh, I see. I beg your pardon.

BURNS:

When I'm surrounded, with my back

against the wall, you're not going

to lay down on me, are you --

HILDY:

Yes.

She jiggles the phone hook.

BURNS:

(going to her)

Hildy, you just can't leave me out

on a limb now. It -- it wouldn't be

cricket!

HILDY:

I don't care what you say. I'm going

to find Bruce's mother.

(she jiggles the hook

madly)

Oh-h...

(she hangs up)

I'm going out and find her!

Grabbing her hat and purse, she starts for the door.

MED. SHOT OF HILDY, TAKING IN DOOR

There is a loud knocking on the door.

BURNS:

(coming into scene

after Hildy)

Don't open that!

HILDY:

(at the door)

Who says so? I'm going to the morgue --

to look --

She unlocks the door.

CLOSE SHOT AT DOOR

as Hildy flings the door open, only to find the Sheriff,

accompanied by two deputies -- Carl and Frank -- and

surrounded by McCue, Murphy, Schwartz, Wilson and Endicott.

MURPHY:

There she is!

MCCUE:

Say, Hildy...

Hildy makes a decision and tries to push through them, but

the Sheriff grabs her and pushes her back.

HARTMAN:

Just a minute, Johnson!

HILDY:

Let go o' me. What's the idea?

MCCUE:

What's your hurry?

MURPHY:

We want to see you.

The deputies seize her.

HILDY:

Take your paws off me!

HARTMAN:

Hold her, boys!

Burns comes into scene.

BURNS:

(to Sheriff)

Who do you think you are, breaking

in here like this?

HARTMAN:

You can't bluff me, Burns. I don't

care who you are or what paper you're

editor of.

HILDY:

(struggling)

Let me go!

(hysterically)

Fellows, something's happened to my

mother-in-law.

HARTMAN:

Hang onto her! Keep her in here!

MED. SHOT

as Hildy breaks loose and retreats back into the room before

Hartman and the deputies.

MCCUE:

We know what you're up to.

ENDICOTT:

Probably goin' out to get Williams.

SCHWARTZ:

The door was locked.

WILSON:

She and Mollie were talking.

HILDY:

I don't know anything, I tell you.

There's been an accident.

HARTMAN:

Johnson, there's something very

peculiar going on.

HILDY:

You can send somebody with me if you

don't believe me!

HARTMAN:

I wasn't born yesterday. Now the

boys tell me you and this Mollie

Malloy --

HILDY:

Nobody's trying to put anything over

on you. I'm getting out of here and

you can't stop me!

MURPHY:

(comes into scene)

You're not going anywhere.

(to the Sheriff)

She's got the story sewed up, Pete.

(indicating Burns)

That's why Burns is here.

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