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And you must wear one of your new

Paris gowns to Buster's party.

It'll be a wonderful party, it really will.

What a party I'm giving.

I asked a friend of mine to drop in at the party.

I hope you won't mind.

It's great. What's her name.

Jim Woodward.

Swell. Someone for Aunt Kate.

Yes.

Shall we tell them about us?

Why?

I want to pin you down in public.

Why not?

Not now.

Hello, Joan.

Hello.

You remember Mr. Woodward.

Gerry!

And more beautiful than ever.

Meet me, Mr. Woodward.

Tony Blake.

I'm the fellow who's supposed to make

all the pretty speeches to Gerry.

And my aunt, Mrs. Smith.

How do you do?

How do you do?

And Mr. Collins.

Mr. Collins.

Hello.

Have a drink, Woodward?

Yes, thanks.

What a party I'm giving.

Well, here's to...

Well, what shall we drink to?

I have something important to drink to.

The minute I laid eyes on Gerry Trent

I wanted to be her slave.

I offered my services as a chauffeur.

She said, no, I drive myself.

I said, what about a secretary?

She said no, I handle all

my correspondence myself.

No matter what I suggested,

it seemed she didn't need me.

Then one day I remarked that

she might like to um...

marry and um...

raise a family.

P.S. I got the job.

I go to work Monday.

Hey, congratulations.

Thanks, Buster.

Likewise.

Thanks.

Here's hoping you'll never discharge.

Thanks, ol' man.

May I dance with the bride, please?

Of course.

Gerry.

Can I be best man?

He's the best man I ever knew.

Isn't that nice?

Roses round the door...

kiddies on the floor...

Are you gonna go for that?

Why not? I love him.

It just doesn't mean anything,

you and Joan, does it?

Why?

You know why.

Just laughs. I met her on the boat.

She's only a child.

I think she's getting a bit serious.

See that she doesn't.

You know me.

Just too well.

And guess who it was.

Buffalo Bill.

Now's a good time to invite them.

Where?

To your home.

Our families should meet sometime

if we're going to be married.

There's plenty of time for that.

But you said you'd arrange

it as soon as you got back.

Attention, please.

Stand by for a station announcement.

I'm giving a big week-end

party in my father's name

at Westbury and I want you all to come.

And maybe you'll get a surprise too.

I bet I know. Another engagement.

Well, it's something to drink to anyway.

Why didn't you tell me we weren't going

to the Woodwards...

before I got all dressed up?

I'm sorry, Aunt Kate. We shouldn't go

and Joan shouldn't go either.

It's bound to be an awkward

situation for all of us.

Well, on second thought,

perhaps you're right.

It might cause a lot of trouble.

Create a big scandal.

Joan has no business.

And from what you tell me

of that Jim Woodward...

Even I wouldn't be safe with him.

Besides, Joan might find out about...

la-da-di-da...

What's the matter? Aren't you going?

No. And you shouldn't go.

But Gerry, his parents want to meet us.

And you think he wants to marry you.

What about Buster?

He's just a kid. I like older men.

Naturally you would at your age.

What did you tell Buster?

I had that out with him this morning.

He'll get over it.

He's a fine boy.

You mean to imply that Jim isn't?

Darling, you've always listened to me.

Please listen to me now.

I know something about life.

You're only on the brink of it.

And I want you to benefit by my experience.

You mustn't have headaches

that you can possibly avoid.

That's why I want you to believe me when I say Jim

Woodward isn't the sort of man you should marry.

How do you know so much about him?

You said you barely remembered him.

I knew a girl that he went with

and how he cheated her and lots of others.

I don't care about his others. Every

man has had others. Ask Tony.

Joan...

Just a moment, Aunt Kate.

At least Jim didn't love the others.

Now that he's engaged to me...

he's through with them all,

He told me so.

He told you so. Would you believe

black was white if he told you so?

I happen to know that he promised to marry

this particular girl.

And she believed in him. All the while he was running

around with a dozen others who believed in him too.

You have no right to talk to me like this.

I'm old enough to know what I'm doing.

You think so?

Yes, I do.

How do you know this girl is

telling the truth about Jim?

I wouldn't believe anything I heard

from that kind of girl.

Oh, yes you would from this kind of girl...

No, I wouldn't. She's probably lying.

Who is she?

You want to know who she is?

I'll tell you who the girl is...

Gerry, let her alone.

Go on, Joan. Go on to Westbury.

Marry the man you love.

Why, you girls ought to

be ashamed of yourselves.

Quarreling like this?

Goodbye, Joan.

I just couldn't let you go through with it.

You were right.

Just give that Jim Woodward time.

He'll open her eyes himself.

By then it might be too late.

Jim isn't going to be

on the level with her.

It just isn't in him.

Oh, if Joan only knew him as I know him.

Hello, darling.

Hello, darling.

Everything's all set. Ten o'clock,

the little church around the corner

then your house for food.

I'm no fool.

Say, how much should I give the minister?

Whatever you think it's worth, I suppose.

I couldn't afford to pay that much.

What are you laughing at?

The passports just got here.

Oh, Tony, my picture!

Is it dreadful?

We're a great pair.

We don't look as if we're trying to get

out of the country.

We look as if we're trying to get in.

By the way, Gerry.

I can't go to the Woodwards.

I've got to run down to

Washington, after all.

That's alright if you have to go.

I'm not going either.

You shouldn't stay home on my account.

You ought to go anyway.

You'll probably have lots of fun.

Don't be silly.

I couldn't have any fun without you.

Well...

Hurry back. I'll miss you.

Be a good boy.

Bye, darling.

Aunt Kate.

Yes?

Get ready. We're going to Westbury.

Oh, Miss Trent, I'm so sorry your

sister-in-law couldn't come.

I was so anxious to meet them.

I'm sorry too.

Oh, here they are now!

Pardon me.

Gerry!

What a surprise. I'm glad you came.

Why, I don't understand their coming.

Oh, mother, Dad,

I want you to know Miss Trent.

How do you do?

And her aunt, Mrs. um...

Jones.

How do you do?

Won't you come in?

Thank you.

Hello?

Yeah.

You attended to it?

Thanks a lot.

I didn't want to go to Washington anyway.

Goodbye.

I'm terribly sorry about you and Joan.

I did all I could.

But I'm defeated.

I don't know why you're on my side.

But I love you for it.

After I finish these I'm going in and get

Jim's ol' man to call the whole thing off.

I think I'm brave enough now.

I think he's interested in Miss Trent.

I like Joan, I like the sister.

But that aunt...

Oh, she seems alright.

Come in.

How do you do?

Hello...

When I met you today, Mr. Woodward,

I don't think you remembered me.

I'm the son of Timothy Collins.

Buster Collins!

Why, we knew you when you were that high.

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