It Happened on 5th Avenue Page #4
- Year:
- 1957
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and find out.
I was a government clerk there
while Hank was overseas.
- I know my way around.
- Swell.
Hank. why don't you and Alice
get all the information?
- Yeah.
- But what about the baby?
Oh. gee. that's right.
There's Margie and Trudy.
They'd be glad to take care of him.
And I personally will mix its drinks.
Yeah. I mean supervise its formula.
Well. what do you say. honey?
- Well. all right.
- Good.
Okay. fellas.
Alice and I'll drive down tomorrow.
Boy. if this Camp Kilson deal works out.
we're really in the chips.
And Mac. that goes for you too.
- After all. this was your idea.
- Heh-heh.
TRUD Y:
Good evening. everyone.
Has anyone a light?
Now. ahem. as you were saying...
Excuse me.
[COUGHS]
What are you dressed for?
I have a date.
Whose dress is that?
Miss O'Connor's.
Oh. at it again. huh?
Remember. don't touch that mink coat.
If Mr. McKeever
can wear Mr. O'Connor's clothes...
...I guess I can wear Miss O'Connor's.
[HUMMING]
JIM:
Hey. be careful with that thing.
Oh. it's not loaded. See?
[CLICKS]
I know all about guns.
My father used to take me quail hunting.
I thought your old man was a drunkard.
He hunted quail while he was drunk. Heh.
He thought they were ducks.
If you know all about guns.
you should know how to aim it.
Show me how you do it.
Well. the Army taught us this way.
First. you place the butt of the gun firmly
against the right shoulder.
Mm-hm.
Left hand well forward under the barrel.
Now. you take a good aim.
Now. with the right forefinger
firmly on the trigger...
...you squeeze gently.
Squeeze...
Tighter.
Tighter.
Tighter.
[GLASSES SHATTERING]
It sounded like a shot.
[BOTH LAUGH]
MAN:
What happened in there?
Trudy.
Hello. Dad.
Well. what a surprise.
So this is why I had to come
all the way to New York.
Trudy. I'm a very busy man.
Now. get in the car.
Get in the car. please.
- Now. then-
- Now. look. Dad.
Before you say anything.
I'm not going back to finishing school.
- And why not?
- Because I'm finished.
Besides. I've met somebody. Dad.
Somebody I like very much.
In fact. I'm in love.
Oh. that's ridiculous.
Why. you're only 18.
My goodness. a girI of 18
is practically middle-aged nowadays.
Women get married at 11 in India.
Yeah. but this isn't India.
Joe. drive to the house.
You can't do that.
Well. why?
Why can't I go to my own house?
Because I'm staying there.
only they don't know that I'm me.
Who don't know that you're you?
Mr. McKeever and Jim.
Who the blazes are they?
Mr. McKeever is the man
who moves in when you move out.
Do you mean to say you invited
two men to live in my house?
No. They just moved in.
at least. Mr. McKeever did.
Oh. and who is this Jim?
Oh. he's wonderful.
He thinks I'm a thief.
and you're a drunkard...
...and that you beat me.
- This is fantastic.
- Heh-heh.
Squatters living in my house.
Joe. stop the car and pick up
the nearest officer you can find.
All right. Dad.
Call the officer.
Have it your way. You always do.
O'CONNOR:
Trudy.
Trudy. where you going?
That's no concern of yours
from now on. Dad.
Goodbye.
Taxi.
Trudy. wait a minute. Trudy.
Trudy. Trudy.
Trudy. Trudy.
Joe. drive to the Waldorf Towers
and hurry.
Yes. ma'am.
Now. Trudy. listen. I-
Why. I beg your pardon?
I beg yours.
Why...
I'm too old to be chasing
all over town after you.
You know. honey. I'm still your father.
Now. please sit down.
Now. let's talk this over
like two sensible people.
What's troubling you. Trudy?
Dad. I'm terribly unhappy.
Well. why. dear?
a girI could want.
And you think I should be happy.
I used to be. years ago.
when I was little.
When you were little?
It's true. Dad.
Everything was wonderful then...
...because I had you and mother
and that's all that counted.
Then something happened.
I never did know just what.
You and mother separated.
I was sent off to school...
...and I'd lie awake nights
trying to figure it out.
I've been lonely. Dad.
That's why I ran away.
How long have you known this Jim?
All my life. it seems.
What do you want me to do?
Meet Jim.
All right. I'll meet him.
You will?
Thanks. Dad.
Oh. but not as Michael O'Connor.
And what's wrong
with Michael O'Connor?
Nothing. but if he knew who you were...
...well. I'd always be wondering.
About what?
If he were really thinking of me
or your bank account.
- Oh. Trudy. that's-
- Oh. please. Dad.
You've always had your way.
Let me have mine just once?
Okay. now what?
MAN:
Well. there you are.
- Twelve dollars. already you look good.
- Yeah.
- Here. here's your hat.
- Heh.
There you are.
Oh. Trudy. this is positively outrageous.
You're not satisfied?
All right.
I throw into the bargain another hat.
from the head of a duke.
Yes. yes. I'm sure it did. I'm sure.
Pay him the money. Let's get...
- Wait a minute. wait a minute.
- Huh?
How much will you allow me for these?
Well. $6.
Six dollars for a brand-new
tailor-made outfit?
Your suit is all-wool.
- Why. certainly. it's all-wool.
- Oh...
That's bad.
Wool is bad?
Look. when the moths are hearing
I got here an all-wool suit...
...one moth tells the other.
They're coming for a banquet.
They're bringing their friends.
Pretty soon.
I got here a moth convention.
insecticide. I gotta buy...
...all night long.
I am staying and spraying.
I'm not coming home.
My wife is getting mad.
She's leaving for Reno.
She's getting a divorce.
What am I getting?
Custody of the moths.
Alimony I am paying.
Payments I am missing.
To jail I'm going. My business I'm losing.
I'm a bum.
All because you are bringing in here
an all-wool suit.
Pay him quick
before he names me correspondent.
[SINGING AND WHISTLING "IT'S A
WONDERFUL. WONDERFUL FEELING"]
[SINGING. WHISTLING STOP]
Oh. look at that poor man on the bench.
- What's the matter with him?
- Can't you see? He's cold and hungry.
How can you see he's hungry?
Well. he must be.
Mr. McKeever. couldn't we invite him?
Trudy. please.
You know how crowded
the house is now.
And we can't take in every tramp
in New York.
Oh. there's lots of food
and lots of room.
- Hello.
- Hello.
What's your name?
Mike.
Hi. Mike. I'm Trudy.
And this is Jim.
- How are you?
- Hi.
I've seen your face someplace.
Could be. I've been following it
around for a long time.
This hooligan
been trying to make a touch. lady?
Oh. no. officer. he-
If it's a place to sleep you want.
try a flophouse.
If you're hungry. try the soup kitchens.
But no loafing in the park.
Go on.
- Beat it.
- Now. look.
But. officer. he's a friend of mine. ours.
In fact. he's a relative.
Don't worry. officer.
We'll take care of him.
Huh-
Oh. the poor man.
he's weak from hunger.
He doesn't look undernourished to me.
My good man. would you care
to come home and have a bite with us?
Of course he would.
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