I Love You Again Page #4

Well, I suppose I'll have | to dance with myself, then.

Larry, stop it!

Larry!

For heaven's sake. I'll be right back.

Larry! Larry!

This isn't the Virginia Reel or any | of your old-time favorites, you know.

- Where did you learn to dance like this? | - By mail.

- Larry! | - Something wrong, dear?

- Well, for one thing, I can't breathe. | - Is this better?

No!

You know, dear, if we could | just slip away for a few minutes,

- why, we could... | - I came with Herbert.

Well, if you came with Herbert | then you should leave with me.

That's only fair.

You know, darling, I took some of the | loveliest snapshots on that cruise.

I'd just love to show them to you.

- I am not going to look at your snapshots. | - Kay, be...

Excuse me!

Thanks for the use of my wife, old man.

Well, now, are we going to talk or aren't we?

I'm all ears. Fire away.

What are you going to do about the divorce?

The divorce?

Of course you can have the divorce | in five or six weeks, perhaps.

- What? | - Well, I'm opposed to this unseemly haste.

Somebody might get the idea | that Kay didn't like me.

You can't fool me, Larry Wilson.

It's not Kay you're thinking | of. It's the Chamber of Commerce.

Of course. Of course. I might have known.

Six weeks, you said?

By some odd coincidence that happens | to be the date set for the election

of the president of the Chamber of Commerce.

You're afraid a divorce | will hurt your chances.

Well... Well,

unless Kay comes back to Habersville with me

and for five or six weeks is | my loving and devoted wife,

I'll have to fight the | case. I feel it's my duty.

Oh.

If he feels it's his duty, we're | sunk. We might as well give in.

You're taking my wife.

The least you can do is give | me the Chamber of Commerce.

You're welcome. Well, I think | we should be getting on, Kay.

- Yes, I think we'd better. | - But you haven't eaten yet.

- I'm not hungry. | - Well, but this...

Good night, Larry.

- Well, I'll walk out with you. | - You needn't bother.

It's no trouble at all.

Taxi, sir?

- Goodnight, Larry. | - Kay, do you think I... That is...

Could I kiss you goodnight, just once?

- If Herbert doesn't mind. | - Say, what do you think this is?

A sort of farewell.

Well, if you must.

Farewell, Kay. Don't look | back! It'll be easier.

The very air smells different in Habersville.

That's the glue factory.

Don't forget. If anything | comes up you can't handle...

Yes, I know. I faint. | Don't forget to catch me.

- You nervous? | - What about?

Larry! Darling. Larry! I'm so proud.

Ixnay! Ixnay! The wife.

- Mother! | - Kay, darling.

Mother? Mother! Mother! | How well you're looking.

Well, you look wonderful yourself.

But you've changed, Larry. What is it?

Vacation! It's wonderful what a | vacation will do for a man, Mother.

Larry, here's Mayor Carver.

Oh, yeah! Well, how are you, Mr. Mayor? | You're certainly looking mighty fit.

Habersville is mighty proud of you, my boy.

What you did was not only a credit | to yourself and the community

but a shining example for our youth.

And here is Habersville's highest | award, the key to our city.

Thank you, Mr. Mayor, and the | good citizens of Habersville,

for this key to our city,

and I only want to say that you | all have the key to my heart.

The silver-tongued stuffed shirt.

Yes, Mayor, this is my good friend Dr. Ryan.

- Mr. Mayor. | - Dr. Ryan.

I am proud and happy to be here, folks,

and I would like to take | this occasion to say...

Larry, it's my proud privilege to | present a gift from the Municipal Band.

- Well. | - A solid silver trumpet.

Well, that's very nice. | Thank you very much, Mayor.

Thank you, boys. Thank you.

And now I hope you'll lead us in | singing the Habersville town song,

your own brilliant composition.

Oh, yes, yes, of course.

Larry, suppose you start us with | a fanfare on your new trumpet.

Yes, of course. Very glad to!

Come on, boys. Right in | here, gently now, fellas.

- Now, be careful, please. | - Gently, right along in there.

Put the body on the bed, boys.

Do you think it's serious, Doctor?

Oh, no, no, no. It's all right.

He'll be quite all right. But he | does need quiet. Absolute quiet.

He looks so pale.

I think if you two were to | let him alone for a while...

- Doctor, isn't there anything we can get? | - Not a thing, not a thing.

- A little hot water, perhaps, huh? | - Hot water, that's the worst thing.

I know, but there's | certainly something we can do.

- Not a thing. | - Would you like another doctor?

- Don't worry about that. I'll handle... | - Is there anything I can do?

Not a thing you can do. Goodbye. | That's fine. Thank you very much.

All right, Little Eva, you | can ease up on the dying now.

- Do you see it? | - Yeah, it's there.

You stuffed that.

- What's that? | - That is an owl.

You stuffed that, too.

And that, according to Mother.

What do I do at night, build | a campfire to keep them away?

- This, is your room. | - Where're you stopping?

- I'm your guest. Mother insisted on it. | - Fine!

Yeah, maybe now you can | keep your mind on your work.

What do you think I've been doing?

Whatever it was, it had | nothing to do with business.

Lookit, Larry, you ain't going | overboard for your wife, are you?

Say, just because a guy takes off | his shoes and socks to go wading,

doesn't mean that he's planning | to swim the Atlantic, does it?

So long as you don't get in over your head.

Look, Doctor, that's my department.

You better go out and | take a slant at the town.

See who runs the burg, who the big shots are.

Find out what brand of | suckers they grow here.

- Right. | - And Doc...

You better phone the | Palace Hotel from outside

and see if the Duke has checked in yet, huh?

- I'm on my way. | - And Doc...

If I'm going to have to | stay in this jungle alone,

you better send me up a bottle of Scotch.

Scotch coming up.

Doctor, how is he?

He's beginning to sit up and take notice.

Is there anything special in the way of diet?

Well, yes, he needs stimulants, | scotch, brandy, champagne.

But Mr. Wilson is a teetotaler.

Well, he'll just have to force himself.

My, it's bitter, isn't it?

That's because you're not used to it, dear.

The Doctor said you might | have to force yourself.

- Oh, no, no, no. I don't want to. | - Now, drink every drop of it.

There, now. Feel better?

I can take it.

- Where's Kay? | - In her room.

Now, Larry, about Kay, I know | the whole story. It's ridiculous.

I hope you brought her to her senses, Mother.

The idea! You in here, her | in there, for a whole year.

- I don't see how you could do such a thing. | - Well, neither do I.

But we're going to change all | that. I've come to stay for a while.

I'm taking the porch room, which | should have been a nursery long ago.

Mother.

Don't argue!

Who's arguing?

But you'll never win Kay | back with a stuffed squirrel.

I'll never stuff another | squirrel as long as I live.

Good. Now you better try and get some sleep.

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