Hot Saturday Page #6
- Year:
- 1932
- 73 min
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So that's what Conny had
up his sleeve!
Well, I think
it's a dirty trick.
You said it.
Where's
Miss Randolph's table?
She's with a party
at the end table.
Thanks.
Look.
Hello, Romer.
Hello, there. It looks
like a good party.
(LAUGHS)
It will be from now on.
Where's Ruth?
She's dancing somewhere.
Yeah?
What's the matter?
Nothing.
Bill, let's slip away from
the crowd and get a boat.
Now?
Yes.
We've got to dance with
the others sometime.
Well, we can do it later.
I want to be alone with
you for some of the evening.
All right, honey, we'll duck out
as soon as we finish this dance.
Hello, Ruth.
May I cut in?
(STAMMERING) Bill,
this is Mr. Sheffield.
Mr. Fadden, my fianc.
Mr. Fadden,
my congratulations.
Thank you.
May I finish this dance?
Certainly.
Thanks.
Well, there's not much
to say, is there?
No.
Well, I've never lied to you, so
I'm not going to congratulate you
or wish you happiness,
just good luck.
Thank you.
Seems like a fine fellow.
Yes, he is.
You know, I wouldn't
have come if I'd known.
Eva didn't say
anything about it.
Eva invited you here?
Yes.
You know, when I came here tonight I didn't
think our first dance would be our last.
I hope it's a long one.
(PEOPLE CLAPPING)
Well, you see it wasn't.
Do you mind if
I leave you here?
Aren't you coming
back to the table?
No, thanks. I think I'll
just step out of the picture.
I've caused you enough
embarrassment already.
You're very kind.
You shouldn't say that.
It hurts my vanity.
Hi, Archie.
So Romer was
your surprise?
Yeah. Did you see Ruth's
face when she spotted him?
She pushed Bill
all over the floor
trying to keep them
from meeting.
ARCHIE:
Yeah,I saw it, you heel!
For two cents I'd push your
face down into your neck!
You don't like it?
No, I don't like it.
Ruth's had enough trouble,
getting fired from the bank
and having the whole
town on her neck.
Give her a break.
She's engaged
to be married.
Why should you try
and bust it up?
CONNY:
Somebody oughtto do the sap a favor
and tell him he's getting
a second-hand bargain.
I still hope that someday I'll
have to pay for that cablegram.
Goodbye, Romer.
No, not goodbye.
I hate goodbyes.
What's the matter?
Did he see me coming?
What do you mean, Bill?
Afraid of my finding out
about you two?
There's nothing
to find out, Bill.
Except that you got fired from
the bank on account of him.
Why did you lie to me
if it wasn't true?
Why were you anxious to leave
the dance when you saw him coming?
Well, I was
panicky, Bill.
I didn't want
to see him.
I was afraid that
you would find out
the things that people
and believe them.
If it wasn't true, what did
you have to be afraid of?
I was afraid of
losing you, Bill,
and the only happiness
I've ever known.
So you tried to
rush our marriage.
Even your family tried to hurry
(SCOFFS) And you expect
me to believe you!
No, Bill, you've
got to understand!
Romer!
I can't understand
their being out all night.
Well, thank heavens,
she'll soon be married
and all this worrying
will be over with.
Why, Bill!
Will you ask Ruth if I can
see her? Well, what's...
Why, what's
the matter, Bill?
We quarreled last night,
and I want
to talk to her.
Tell her I've got
to talk to her.
Well, Bill,
she hasn't come down yet.
I don't know, maybe
she's still asleep.
But I tell you, Bill, sit down
here, and I'll go right up and see.
Give him
a cup of coffee, Pa.
Sure.
Hello, Mother.
Where's Father?
What are you
trying to do,
throw away your only
chance of getting married?
Coming in at this time of the
morning in an outfit like that!
Are you insane?
I'm sane for the
first time in my life.
Now, Bill Fadden's
in that room.
You get upstairs and change
your clothes in a hurry.
You can do your
explaining later.
I'll do all the explaining
Well, Bill?
Ruth, I was a fool to say
those things last night.
It doesn't matter, now.
Yes, it does.
We can't let a quarrel
like that stop our marriage.
We'll be happy.
You've got to forgive me.
It isn't a case of my
forgiving you now, Bill.
The things you believed
of me last night were lies,
but this morning
they're the truth.
I spent last night
at Romer's house.
And you couldn't
forgive that, could you?
No, I didn't think
you could.
Never mind, Dad.
I only came back
to say goodbye.
Why, where are you going?
I don't know,
but I'll write, Mother.
Goodbye, Dad.
Where to, Romer?
New York.
I owe a minister
a bet there.
What about?
Well, he bet that someday I'd
meet a girl I'd never want to lose
and that he'd marry us.
Say, did anyone ever tell
you that your hair is...
Is beautiful?
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