Kitty Foyle Page #6
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- 1940
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- Not when I'm hungry.
Do you mind if I ask you something?
I thought we had a date tonight.
Well, what do you think
has been going on here?
Well, for one thing,
I've slowly grown to hate you.
- Me, but why?
- Because I'm hungry.
Because I thought you were going
to take me out to dinner.
But how could I
when all I got is a dime?
Well, we could go out and spend that.
Don't be silly.
Coffee, and we've got coffee.
Well, anyway, I've had
an awfully nice time.
Well, I'm so glad. We must do it
again sometime, and soon too.
You've taken an awful beating,
haven't you?
You should know.
I don't know how to tell you this,
but this has been kind of a test.
You mean you've been testing me?
Don't make it sound so awful.
It's just that the girl I fall for
mustn't be a gold digger.
I simply haven't got the dough for it.
So I've always told myself
I'd never fall for one...
...unless I could get to liking her
without spending money.
That's just for the first evening,
you understand?
Well, how did I come out?
You're okay.
I'd like to point out that anything
I did to prove that to you...
...was purely unintentional.
I know that.
How about the movies Saturday night?
I'm sorry, I can't afford it.
Forget that, I'll pay.
- Coal Oil Johnny, eh?
- And the bus both ways.
Well, I never thought I'd fall for
a flashy front, but it's a date.
- Good night.
- Good night.
All clear.
He's gone.
So am I.
If he'd stayed another five minutes,
I'd have asked him for rent.
I bet I know what his answer
would have been.
What made him rush off?
All the same,
that boy will get somewhere.
The way he saves his money.
Well, it's better than staying home
alone nights.
Sure, it's better than having your leg
amputated, but that's no sign it's good.
Oh, I'm too sleepy
to make up my bed tonight.
Douse the light, Molly,
so you kids can get some sleep.
Kitty.
Whatever happened to that fellow
in Philadelphia?
You know, the knight in shining armor?
Oh, him?
Well, I don't know.
I guess he must have
caught the wrong horse.
What's the matter, don't you like
this poor man's caviar?
Sure. I was just studying.
You know, there's a lot to be seen
on the subway if you can read.
Ads or faces?
People. It's good practice.
Now you take Slim.
What do you figure he is?
- Ballet dancer?
- He looks more like a real-estater to me.
I'd say he's got two kids,
a house in Brooklyn and a skinny wife.
He's plenty worried about something.
Well, it's about 11:00,
and he didn't get home for dinner.
He's wondering what
he's gonna tell the wife.
He stopped worrying about that
years ago.
Well, then he's worrying
about the usual thing:
How to get ahead in the world.
Not me. I'm all set.
I'm taking a job in a kis clinic.
It won't pay as much as handling
a bunch of Park Avenue neurotics, but...
You see that little kid over there?
He's gonna be like that
for the rest of his life.
Weak, frail and unhappy.
Thousands of little guys just like him,
right here in New York.
And what they need is a little attention,
whether they can pay for it or not.
Why, Mark, you're an idealist.
Not me. I don't even like them.
Idealists?
Oh, they're always going around
patting themselves on the back.
That's to save you the trouble.
Next stop, 96th Street.
That's us.
Now, you take me, I like idealists.
Kitty?
You ever fall in love?
What kind of a fellow?
I don't know what you'd call him.
But I thought he was pretty wonderful.
You still love him, huh?
Well, why didn't you marry him then?
I guess he had too much money.
Oh, Kitty, you must be running a fever.
Nobody's got too much money.
He did.
You mean you want a poor man?
I don't want anybody.
The trouble with rich fellows is, they
haven't any way of telling they're in love.
Now, you take me. A fellow like me
knows when he's falling in love.
it's the real thing.
Well, that's very interesting.
How do you know
when you're falling in love?
Well, I don't make very much dough...
...and when I find myself
wanting to spend 10 bucks on a girl...
...well, then I know I'm falling in love.
Well, you're still safe then.
That's just the point. I'm not.
Kitty, how'd you like to go out
Friday night? Dinner and dancing?
You mean you wanna
take me out to dinner?
Yes, Friday night. Do it up brown.
Okay?
Okay.
- Good night.
- Good night.
Same as usual?
Yes, please, Billy.
What do you still buy
that Philadelphia paper for?
Oh, I don't know.
Just to keep up with
the old town, I guess.
You'd like to keep up
with that boyfriend.
Seems to me, after all this time,
What's the matter?
Tonight's the assembly in Philadelphia.
Wyn will be there in his shining armor.
And you'll be going out with Mark
and his shining stethoscope.
Here's your change.
Violets.
Violets, five cents.
Sure.
I'll have some violets.
Two bunches, please.
What is all this?
Oh, I don't know. Somebody's cuckoo.
These have been coming in all evening.
I know the delivery boy
like a brother already.
You know what I've got in the bathtub?
Water lilies. They're all for you.
Don't ask me who they're from.
The cards are full of mush,
but they're all unsigned.
And look here.
It says this is a oriental meat-eating plant
and needs to be fed three times a day.
Well, have you fed it yet?
the best years of my...
He's a fool.
- What is it?
- What's so funny?
It's Wyn.
I know it. Girls, please.
- Okay, I'll take the bathroom.
- Yeah, we'll join the water lilies.
Come in.
Oh, Wyn.
Kitty.
- Darling.
- Oh, Wyn, I knew it.
Darling.
I just got here and look what I found.
And I bought myself
a dime's worth of violets.
Oh, darling, how did you ever find me?
I just followed my heartbeat.
Shall I go outside while you dress,
or shall I just close my eyes?
- Dress?
- Yes.
I told you I was going
to take you to the assembly.
Well, tonight's the night.
Only ours is going to be
right here in New York.
And you remembered.
Wait a minute.
Where you going?
Think it'll do?
Isn't that beautiful?
Oh, it's beautiful, and I'm so happy.
And you're so crazy.
I think I forgot
to tell you something.
- What?
- How much I love you.
How much do you love me?
If I said I loved you as much as you
love me, would that be enough?
Oh, if that were true, there wouldn't be any
love left for anybody in the whole world.
Mouth and ear
ought to be close together.
Like those new French telephones.
- Hey.
- Lips quicker than the eye.
Besides, nobody knows
who we are, or cares.
Darling, you look like the wrapping
around the neck of a champagne bottle.
Now I feel like something
wrapped around your neck.
You like to dance, don't you?
All women do. It's good training.
How do you mean?
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