Just Around the Corner Page #3

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You won't get anywhere trying to

fight with him. You've got to go around him.

- Come on. Let's try it my way.

- Just to make conversation, what's your way?

- By way of Connecticut. Come on.

- Connecticut?

- What'll we do in Connecticut?

- Get married.

- Married?

- Don't you see? Once you're in the family...

my uncle would have to

do something.

- His pride would be at stake.

- What about my pride?

You can be proud when

the building's built and people live in it.

- It's a failure now. You can't be proud of that.

- You don't understand.

What good would it do me

to get it that way?

Supposing it flopped?

Then look. Married.

Starting out married life

in the basement.

But, darling, I don't care

where I live if it's with you.

That's what you think now. But you wouldn't

think so as month after month passed on.

First, you'd make up with the old weasel,

then you'd start calling on the penthouse.

Before long, you'd see no reason why

I shouldn't move up there with you.

So that's what you think of me. That's how

much faith you have in my love for you.

I'm trying to be realistic.

Don't tell yourself stories.

Just because you're a quitter,

you think I'm a quitter too.

So I'm a quitter?

That's a lovely sentiment.

Nice to know. All right.

I'll prove it to you.

- I'm quitting right now.

- Good. That suits me fine.

You couldn't stand

any more good news today.

Mother's little lamb!

Now you go to the playroom,

darling.

Be sure and play only with the good

little boys and girls.

Be careful of your nice,

new suit.

Oh-ooh! Darling!

[Blows]

Haven't you

forgotten something?

Oh.

[French]

[Laughs]

Au revoir, mon petit.

Now, don't forget to come back

for cocktailstea, darling.

Mother wants to show you off

to her friends.

[Sighs]

- Mow 'em down! Give 'em some more!

- [Gun Clicking]

That's what you squealers

always get.

- [Chattering In Agreement]

- I guess that'll teach ya a lesson.

- You can't fool a G-woman.

- "G-man"!

- How many times do I gotta--

- You can't fool a G-man.

Now we'll get

the other rat what squealed.

- Who is he, Mugsy?

- [Kids] Not me!

Aw, cut it out, Mugsy.

I had enough the last time.

Pipe the squealer.

- Hey, mug, you wanna play?

- I wouldn't be adverse to it.

- Does that mean he does or don't?

- I don't know.

- Okay, you're the squealer.

- You mean I'm the informer?

You'll find out

what we mean. Come on.

We're taking you for a ride. That's what

happened to guys what rat on their gang.

Just a minute.

I'll be something else.

- I don't choose to be a squealer.

- Well, we choose you.

[Kids Shouting]

- [Shouting Continues]

- Hey! Hey, stick 'em up!

Hold 'em up!

Stick 'em up! Stick 'em up!

Hey, Mugsy, come up here.

Hold 'em off.

Milton, come up here.

And don't you dare move till you see

the whites of his eyes!

Come on, Milton!

Come on!

Aw, hiding behind

a girl's petticoats!

[Kids Shouting]

I don't know how

I shall ever thank you.

- Well, let's see--

- You have marvelous courage for a girl.

When I play in that neighborhood,

I have to have.

I trust this is the inception

of a beautiful friendship.

- Oh, do you wanna play some more?

- Oh, no.

- Come on.

- That's more like work.

But I can take you up to the playroom.

That's far superior to anything in town.

I know.

I used to play there.

We can have a ripping time.

Tag! You're it!

[Laughing]

- [Squealing]

- I'll get ya!

[Chattering, Laughing]

[Classical Waltz]

Three hearts.

- Three spades.

- Double.

- [Continues]

- Tag! [Laughing]

- Kids, here's Penny.

- [Continues Laughing]

[Girl] I say,

what are you doing here?

Why, I just came up

to play with Milton.

Our mothers would never stand

for our playing with you.

Miss Hale,

you will leave here at once.

- Why, Mr. Waters?

- Miss Hale doesn't belong here.

She's the daughter of our house engineer,

and she's not allowed in the playroom.

He can't put you out

if I want you here.

Your mother would certainly

uphold me, Master Ramsby.

Never mind, Milton.

It's a good thing Mr. Waters came...

because I almost forgot.

- I have to help my daddy get dinner.

- [Clears Throat]

[Girl]

She even has to cook.

- Well, at least I'm a good cook.

- [ Kids Murmuring]

And stay out.

- Im very sorry. It will never happen again. Never.

- [Chattering Resumes]

- Mr. Waters?

- Yes?

I wish to register

a slight protest.

Well, you protest to your mother.

[Yelps]

Why--

Your mother--

I will?

I certainly will never--

[Sobbing]

[Sobbing Continues]

What's the matter, sweet?

I--I got something

in my eye.

- It's leaking.

- Hmm.

Let me try

and get it out for you.

It'll be all right.

When I was a little boy,

I always found the quickest way...

to remove extraneous matter

from the eyes...

was to put something

in the mouth.

Thank you.

Daddy?

Daddy, I think I lost

your job for you.

- Huh?

- I was up in the playroom.

I didn't mind

what Gwendolyn said.

But Mr. Waters

came in, and--

and he said

I shouldn't be there...

because I was only

the engineer's daughter.

Well, and so you are.

But there's nothing wrong

with that. It's--

- It's honorable, isn't it?

- Absolutely.

Daddy,

I just don't understand.

Why is everything

so mixed up?

Well, maybe this picture will make

you understand. You see all these people:

The farmer, the housewife,

the laborer--

Look what they're doing.

They're all pulling...

on this one poor fellow,

Uncle Sam.

- What has he done?

- He's done everything he can,

and still it's not enough.

He gives and he gives,

and he tries to make everything right...

but there just doesn't seem

to be any end to it.

- Is he the president?

- He's greater than the president, darling.

He's the most important thing

in the whole country, maybe in the world.

I don't think it's fair for everybody

worrying Uncle Sam...

especially when he gives

all the money he can all the time.

It's not only money, darling.

He has to find places for people to live...

and clothes for them to wear,

find jobs.

That's the most important thing.

- How you gonna like that?

- Hmm.

Daddy, it's a wonder somebody

doesn't try to help Uncle Sam for a change.

Well, lots of us try.

Well, I hope Uncle Sam

doesn't get discouraged.

Don't you worry about that.

He's a tough old bird.

And pretty soon,

he'll be back on his feet...

stronger than ever,

and then watch things boom.

And I'll build the tallest buildings

in the whole world, and lots of them.

- Then we'll be happy, won't we?

- Mm-hmm.

[Gus Humming]

- Gus?

- Hello, toots.

Gee, but you're beautiful,

just like a repaint job.

Never mind that.

Did you read the morning paper?

No. I only look

at the funny pictures. Why?

Well, get a load of this.

[Gus Whistles]

[ Kitty]

You may be lookin' for a job.

And me with the ring

almost paid for.

Only 36 more installments.

[Scoffs]

Never mind, baby.

You can always eat as long as I got a job.

- Can I?

- Yeah. Dog biscuits.

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