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a secret would be.

- Can't you, dear?

- No.

All right.

- It's getting pretty complicated, isn't it?

- You didn't think it'd be simple, did you?

- I suppose I just didn't think.

- You couldn't have.

Johnny, what's the matter with you?

I just hate the thought of sitting down

with another man...

...and being practical about you.

Angel.

Look, darling, it's got to be done though.

- I love you, Julia.

- I love you, Johnny.

- That's the main thing, isn't it?

- Darling, that's everything.

- Kiss?

- With pleasure.

Why, Julia, for shame.

Is this the way to spend Sunday morning?

Who's your partner, anyone I know?

Johnny, my sister, Linda.

This is Johnny Case.

- How do you do?

- Well, thanks, and you?

- Couldn't be better.

- Good.

- He's Johnny Case. I'll marry him.

- That makes it all right then.

In about one month I'll marry him, Linda.

What?

Stand out here in the light, will you, Case?

- I've never seen him before.

- Neither had I until 10 days ago at Placid.

But how did you get together?

Tell me everything.

- I was...

- Well, I...

Go ahead.

I was walking along the road

one morning to the rink...

...when whom should I see,

but this man coming along carrying his skis.

Well, fancy that.

A downright romance. Go on, dear.

He had a queer look on his face.

I can believe that.

His eyes must have been burning.

No. As a matter of fact,

the trouble was with his nose.

So I stopped him and said:

"Pardon me. I don't think you realize it,

but your nose is frozen."

He said, "Thanks.

Can you personally do something about it?"

- Fresh.

- I thought so, too.

She was fresh to mention it.

It looked to me like a pickup.

I know a good thing when I see it.

Just a minute.

Does Father know about these goings-on?

I'm off to church to tell him now.

This modern generation.

Well, young man, I hope you realize

what you're getting yourself in for.

I didn't know I was marrying

into a house with an elevator.

It isn't only the elevator.

The place is haunted.

You mean ghosts?

Frightful ghosts all wearing stuffed shirts

and mink-lined ties.

Any skeletons in the closet?

- Julia hasn't told you about Grandfather?

- No.

- He stole a railroad from the stockholders.

- That's not true.

And of course you've heard about me.

I'm the black sheep.

That's a goat.

- Don't pay attention to her.

- The engagement's off.

I won't marry into any family

with a black sheep.

- I think I like this man.

- Hello.

You'll see him at lunch.

'Bye, darling, we've got to fly.

See you at lunch, Sis.

Placid was lovely, Father.

I met a young man up there.

He's coming to lunch today.

His name is Case. Johnny Case.

- I'm going to marry him, Father.

- What?

Did I understand you to say...

And who may Johnny Chase be?

- Case, Father, not Chase.

- Well, then, Case.

Father.

Will you please tell me...

Marry? Did you actually say that?

Charming service.

- A lovely service.

- Thank you.

- We shall have to talk at once, Julia.

- Yes.

You haven't as yet told me

one intelligent fact about this...

Johnny? He's a man with a definite future.

He's with Sloan and Hobson.

- Indeed? I know Sam Hobson.

- You do?

Hello, Julia.

Hello, Marjorie. You look well.

- A mild, lovely Sunday, Edward.

- Quite.

- Did you have a little accident, Ned?

- So they say.

I don't seem to have been there

when it happened.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

Good morning.

Kindly put your hat on, Ned.

I believe I see Mr. Hobson now.

- Run along home.

- Yes, Father.

Take your time, Father.

The front door this time.

Miss Julia has not returned

from church yet, sir.

I'll walk around the block.

- You're expected in the playroom, sir.

- Playroom?

Miss Linda asked that you be sent up

the moment you arrived, sir.

Miss Linda.

- The playroom is on the fourth floor, sir.

- Thanks.

- Hey!

- Hey, yourself.

I'm lost.

A lot of people haven't been coming

up here. Want a bite?

Thanks.

The bell captain sent me up.

This is quite different.

From the rest of the house, I mean.

This was Mother's idea.

She thought there should be

one fun room in the house.

She used to be up here

as much as we were before she died.

I think it was a kind of escape for her.

She was marvellous.

That's quite a doll.

- That was Julia's.

- Yeah?

She loved it.

My, how she loved it.

Looks like her.

Did she love that, too?

Now don't you say a word about Leopold.

He's very sensitive.

- Yours?

- Looks like me.

- Who's the musician in the family?

- My brother, Ned.

I saw him this morning when I arrived.

At least I saw somebody with a hangover.

That was Ned.

He could have been a fine musician.

- What do you mean?

- Lf Father hadn't interfered.

- Who performed on the flying trapeze?

- All of us.

And a terrible cousin of ours

named Seton Cram.

He and I used to swing by our knees

and spit at each other.

- Nice goings-on.

- I'm happy to say now, I rarely missed.

There's Julia and I as kids.

She was beautiful even then, wasn't she?

Case?

What?

I love my sister Julia

more than anything else in the world.

I don't blame you, so do I.

She's so sweet, you don't know.

Yes, I do.

She's beautiful and exciting, too,

don't you think?

Stop it. I'll start jittering.

It's terribly important

that she should marry the right person.

- That's important for everyone.

- No. It's particularly so for Julia.

I suppose you realize

you're a rather strange bird in these parts?

How's that?

You don't know the men we see as a rule.

Where've you been?

Working hard.

- Nights?

- Nights, too.

What about these little jaunts to Placid?

Come clean, Case.

Want to know something?

That was the first holiday I ever had.

- No.

- Sure.

- Then you can't have been working long.

- Only just since I was 10.

- Ten?

- Sure.

At what?

Anything I could get.

Financial house the last few years.

Does she paint? She never told me.

No, you don't.

- Why, isn't she any good?

- It isn't hers, it's mine.

There lies Linda the artist.

Don't disturb the ashes.

Frankly, I stank.

What did you try

after you discovered you couldn't paint?

- Case, are you drawing me out?

- Sure. Come on.

- You really want to know?

- Sure.

Well, I tried to go on the stage.

Would you care to see me

do the sleepwalking scene from Macbeth?

- "Out, damned spot!"

- No, some other time.

The teachers at Miss Porter's School

thought it was very promising.

- What else?

- There were lots of humorous episodes.

I tried to get Father

to let me take a nursing course at a hospital.

Yes, and I almost got arrested

trying to help some strikers over in Jersey.

How was I to know that Father was

on the board of directors of the company?

You see, Case, the trouble with me

is that I never could decide...

...whether I wanted to be Joan of Arc,

Florence Nightingale or John L. Lewis.

- What's the matter, you fed up?

- To the neck.

Even with this million-dollar museum?

All those marble pillars down there?

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