His Girl Friday Page #6

BURNS:

Where'd you meet this man?

HILDY:

Bermuda.

BURNS:

Bermuda... Rich, eh?

HILDY:

Not what you'd call rich. Makes about

five thousand a year.

BURNS:

What's his line?

HILDY:

He's in the insurance business.

BURNS:

(looks up)

The insurance business?

HILDY:

(on the defensive)

It's a good, honest business, isn't

it?

ANOTHER ANGLE:

BURNS:

Oh sure, it's honest. But somehow, I

can't picture you with a guy who

sells policies.

HILDY:

Well, I can, and I love it! He forgets

the office when he's with me. He

doesn't treat me like an errand-boy --

he treats me like a woman.

BURNS:

He does, does he? How did I treat

you -- like a water buffalo?

HILDY:

I don't know about water buffaloes,

but I know about him. He's kind and

sweet and considerate. He wants a

home -- and children.

BURNS:

Say, sounds more like a guy I ought

to marry. What's his name?

HILDY:

Well, I'll give you a hint. By

tomorrow they'll be calling me Mrs.

Bruce Baldwin.

BURNS:

Tomorrow? Tomorrow... as quick as

that?

HILDY:

The quicker the better. Well -- I

finally got out what I came in to

tell you.

(she extends her hand)

So long, Walter, and better luck

next time.

BURNS:

(taking her hand)

I wish you everything I couldn't

give you, Hildy.

HILDY:

Thanks...

BURNS:

Too bad I couldn't see this guy first.

I'm pretty particular about whom my

wife marries.

HILDY:

(laughing)

Well, he's waiting in the anteroom

for me now.

BURNS:

Say, could I meet him?

HILDY:

Oh, better not, Walter. Wouldn't do

any good.

BURNS:

You're not afraid, are you?

HILDY:

Afraid? I should say not!

BURNS:

All right then, come on and let's

see this paragon.

(gets hat)

Is he as good as you say?

HILDY:

Better.

MED. SHOT OFFICE

Burns has his hat. They start toward the door.

BURNS:

Then what does he want with you?

HILDY:

(laughing)

Now you got me.

BURNS:

Nothing personal. I was just asking.

At the door, Burns walks ahead, opens door and walks out.

INT. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE BURNS' OFFICE MED. CLOSE SHOT BURNS

BURNS:

After all --

He stops as he realizes she's not there. The door opens.

Hildy comes out.

HILDY:

You wouldn't believe this, Walter,

but Bruce holds the door open for

me.

BURNS:

(incredulous)

No kidding?

INT. CITY ROOM FULL SHOT

Reporters conversing. They stop as Hildy and Burns enter

scene.

TRUCKING SHOT:

as Hildy follows Burns through the City Room. This time, in

contrast to Hildy's original walk through the room, the groups

are silent as they watch the two.

HILDY:

(trying to keep pace)

And he takes his hat off when he's

with a lady.

BURNS:

(over his shoulder)

What for?

HILDY:

(shouting)

And when he walks with a lady, he

waits for her!

BURNS:

(stops)

Oh, I'm sorry.

Burns, at this point, has reached the switchboard. He says,

under his breath, to Maisie:

BURNS:

(under his breath)

Have Duffy call me in the restaurant

in twenty minutes.

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