I Love You Again Page #7

Go in swimming, come out covered with oil.

That's great. This is Tuesday.

Why, there won't be enough oil around | here to fill a cigarette lighter by Sunday.

Well, never mind. Leave it to me.

Getting them out here is my department. | That's a swell job, Duke. We can't miss.

We better not. Now, don't get | me wrong. I mean, we better not.

What are you worrying about?

Everything's going to be dandy-wandy. | I'll see you fellows later.

Who is it?

Open the door.

It's open.

I thought it was locked.

Suppose it had been?

Well, I'd have kicked it down.

- What for? | - What?

What for?

- So I could come in. | - Why?

- Why? | - That's right, why?

Well, because I wanted to see how | pretty you looked in your new negligee.

I was just trying it on.

It's certainly pretty.

I've just spent two hours | straightening things out with Herbert.

Don't you think you've caused | me enough trouble for one day?

No.

Sometimes you remind me of a high school boy

on a street corner, whistling at girls.

Well, it's romantic to whistle at the | opposite sex. Birds do it. Lovebirds.

Lovebirds don't whistle, they coo.

No, they whistle. A sort of | low, cooing whistle. Like this.

Sort of gets you, doesn't it?

- Not particularly. | - No?

You know, I knew a case once where a | female lovebird locked the male lovebird

out of her nest, and he stood outside | and he whistled and he whistled

and he whistled, like this.

Please let me in.

It was pitiful.

Then finally he lost his temper, so | he kicked the door of the cage down.

And what do you suppose the female did then?

Gave him a sharp peck | at the base of the skull.

No. No, she spread her soft little | wing around him and she sighed,

and she laid him an egg.

Larry, please, for heaven | sakes, leave me alone.

Well, what's the matter? | I haven't done anything.

What are you getting angry about?

I don't know. Yes, I do know.

I know. It's Herbert, that's | who it is. It's Herbert.

Kay, if Herbert's doing anything | to make you unhappy, so help...

It isn't Herbert. It's you.

- Me? | - Yes, you.

You've done everything you could | think of to make me miserable.

But what have I done?

I suppose you didn't take me out and buy | me the most expensive clothes in town.

Is that bad?

And I suppose you didn't say nice things | to me and pay me dozens of compliments

and try your best to please me.

You couldn't have been | more absolutely charming.

You were just as nice and sweet and | kind as you could be, and you know it.

Yeah, I guess I've been a heel.

You're not getting anywhere, | and I wish you'd stop.

Stop not getting anywhere?

No. Stop getting me mixed up.

I want you to be your old self.

Your owl-stuffing, | speech-making, pompous old self.

I don't want any more of | this Jekyll and Hyde business.

Well now, let me get this clear.

You mean that you're upset because I've | been acting as though I find you lovely?

Yes.

Yeah, but you are lovely, Kay.

If you'll only give me half a chance, | I'd prove just how lovely I think you are.

There you go again.

- Well, I was only trying to... | - No!

No what?

I've got something to tell you, | and I don't want you to say a word.

- Not a word? | - Just keep quiet. Understand?

You said before that I was lovely, | attractive to you! Well, that's not so.

It's just your pride, | that's all. Stop doing that.

You're losing me, so suddenly I seem | worth holding on to. It's not me.

It's just the idea of giving up | anything that ever belonged to you.

You don't love me. You never did. | Public opinion's the only thing you love.

Public opinion, public | buildings, public positions.

You just can't stand being | hurt in the eyes of the public.

Now, that's why I resent your attentions.

And that's why my door is going to stay | locked as long as I'm in this house.

Now, if you have anything | to say, make it short.

My gosh, Kay, there isn't | anything to cry about.

Please go away. Please.

- Golly, you got up early. | - Yeah.

Has Duke got any options?

He has on all the land surrounding | yours. Cost him 400 fish.

I'm going to get some customers | out to that creek today

if I've got to carry them | out and rub their noses in it.

Yeah, Duke says he wants some action.

He wants some action? Do you | think I want to hang around

this hick burg any longer than I have to?

Hey, that's funny. I thought...

- Well, you thought what? | - Nothing.

That is, I... Well, nothing, I guess.

- Spread your eye over that. | - What is it?

Just a list of all the higher income | brackets. Uncle Sam's sucker list.

You mean they really print them?

Yeah, they try to make it | a little easier for us now.

Leonard Harkspur, $210,000.

Isn't that beautiful?

Say, we've got to remember that.

Leonard Harkspur, $210,000.

Edward Littlejohn, $131,000.

Say, some of these local boys | do pretty good, don't they?

Is it all right for Corporal Belenson now?

What do you mean, "Is it all right?"

It's Wednesday, you know.

Yes, yes, so it is, Wednesday.

Who is Corporal Belenson?

You tell him, Miss Stingcombe.

He has a Ranger medallion, two | silver stars, and a community stripe.

You don't say.

If you'd put me at ease, sir, | I'd like to shake you by the hand.

Well. Well, that's easy.

- How are you? | - At ease, Belenson.

The troop is very proud of | you, sir. That rescue at sea.

I'm the guy whose life | he saved. Ryan's the name.

Ranger leader Ryan from Scranton?

No, no, I'm awful sorry. | I was in the Army, though.

It's 2:
00, sir. The | troop's outside all ready.

- Where are they going? | - That's up to Mr. Wilson.

Well, I'm afraid this afternoon...

He can't go with you this afternoon.

But it's Harkspur's test's today.

It's out of the question.

- Harkspur? | - Yes, sir.

Now, look here, young man.

- Leonard Harkspur? | - Sure, Junior.

He's been waiting for you to get back | to take his test for first class Ranger.

And Brown and Littlejohn | have been working very hard

to get out of the tenderfoot class.

- Littlejohn, eh? | - Yes, sir.

Don't you remember, Mr. Wilson? You said...

Why, of course. Of course I remember.

You know, as a matter of fact, | I had arranged a test for today.

A sort of water test.

You remember we were talking | about the water test, Doctor?

Very interesting.

That's splendid, sir, but how | about shooting the buck first?

Go ahead. You're fader.

Gambling, at your age.

You don't understand, sir. Mr. Wilson's | been showing us how to trail a deer

and then shoot it with a bow and arrow.

We call it "shooting the buck".

Well, what do you know?

Well, let's get going, eh? Lead on, Corporal.

- But your uniform. | - My what?

For a moment you'd | forgotten, hadn't you, sir?

What are you doing that for, sir?

- It's good for the leg muscles. | - It's good for leg muscles.

Good for the leg muscles. | Good for the leg muscles.

Good for the leg muscles. | Good for the leg muscles.

Hey, Tom Thumb, you lost your | army. They went that-a-way.

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