Lady for a Day Page #7

What was that you say?

I say l wasn't quite

prepared for this.

It's a delicate subject, you know?

Perhaps you do not realize

who your son is marrying?

A Manville, sir!

A descendant of the General

of the Revolutionary War,

George Washington Manville.

You have heard of him?

I'm sorry, but l have not.

Well, that's strange.

And on her mother's side

she comes from the purest stock.

Do you know that, if not for them,

there would be

no apple industry in America?

No doubt, no doubt.

But my son too comes from

an old and distinguished family,

yet l am making settlement

equal to 50,000 dollars.

You are?

Perhaps you'd make a similar one?

I don't know about that.

If you don't wish to discuss it...

Well, look at this.

Billiards.

Why did you not tell me

you had a billiards room?

Do you play?

Do l play?

In Valencia, l am champion!

Isn't that just... you don't say?

Perhaps, before the guests arrive,

we might...

Nothing would give me

greater pleasure.

Now...

- About the dowry, Count...

- Yes?

...it occurs to me, if the children

will live in Spain with you...

l shall give the whole amount.

No, no.

I would not let you do that.

After all,

it is only 100,000 dollars.

Yes, that's true, but why should you

bear the entire burden?

No, nothing at all l assure you.

I can well afford it.

For that matter, so can l.

You're so gracious, l am ashamed.

Nothing would give me greater

pleasure than to take care of it.

- No, that would be unfair.

- But Seor, l want to do it.

No, no, no.

I'm on the daughter's side.

- I have that right.

- Well, Seor, l insist.

This is silly. We might

go on like this for hours.

In America, we have

ways of settling this.

We toss coins, or pull straws...

What amuses you, Count?

I was just thinking,

l could take advantage of you.

- Yes? How?

- By suggesting billiards.

- I don't see why not.

- No, no.

It would be most unfair.

Perhaps it won't be.

You never can tell.

- Do you play well?

- Do l play well?

I practically make my living at it.

I warned you.

Everybody on their toes.

And no drinkin', understand?

It won't last more than 4 hours.

They catch a boat at midnight.

Everybody remember who

they're supposed to be?

Yeah.

What ya got in mind for me, Dave?

A society leader

in New York, Missouri.

Tryin' to insult me?

I'm one of the family, see?

If there's an uncle,

there's an aunt.

Folks, meet the wife of

Uncle Dave the Dude Manville.

Look out, Dude,

she's sneakin' up on ya again.

Okay, anything you want.

Well, that's set.

And remember, you palookas,

you're gentlemen, see?

Come on, Happy.

Dave, l wanna tell ya

what a swell thing you're doing.

And l love you for it!

Wife, huh?

Go on, get away from me.

Hello, Smiley.

Look out, Dude. Cops.

Been trailing ya all day.

What's the matter?

- What's the matter, Dave?

- Cops! Millions of them.

Cops? I thought you said

this was on the up and up?

- If there's anything screwy.

- Shut up!

Come on, Nick, take it easy.

We can't go to the Marberry now.

They'll follow us.

- What are we gonna do?

- Do? It's cold. We call it off.

Call off nothing. Let me figure it.

What luck!

Amazing, isn't it?

I've been most fortunate.

You realize, if you

make this point, you win?

Really?

I'll have to make it then.

I'm afraid that shot is

practically impossible, Count.

- It can be made.

- Yes, you think so?

You shave the white one very fine,

go round the table,

meet the red one down here.

That's too much for me, Count.

Take an expert to do that.

Pardon me, sir. Your brother

is on the phone for you.

- Brother David?

- Yes, sir. He says it's important.

I shall be there directly.

You made it!

Oh, most fortunate.

Hello? Yes, this is he.

Congratulate me, David.

I just saved you 50,000 dollars.

Never mind that stuff.

Listen, we're in a jam.

We're stymied at Missouri Martin's.

The place is surrounded by cops.

Cops?

I don't like that at all,

my dear Dude.

You suggest l fold my tent

and scram into the night?

Don't budge outta the place.

Stay there and stall

till l figure something out.

Just as you say, Dude.

But l hardly relish being left

holding the well-known bag.

What is it, judge?

What happened?

Nothing at all, my dear.

I heard you say

something about the cops.

- They're not coming here, are they?

- No, of course not.

Don't fool me, judge.

Tell me the truth.

Don't get worked up.

You've got to keep your head.

Yes, but l'm the one...

l ought to know.

Don't fool me.

I'd rather go in there

and tell them the truth myself!

Stinkin' cops are still out there.

Thank you.

When are the guests

supposed to get here?

I don't know, sir.

- Could you tell me...?

- No, sir.

What are we going to do?

What if the police come here?

What'll l say to the Count?

What'll l say to Louise?

Quiet now, Annie.

The police aren't coming here.

Poor Louise.

Poor sweet and lovely girl.

- Don't you think, judge?

- Of course.

Suppose...

Suppose the Count should

call the wedding off?

It'd kill Louise.

And she'd hate me.

Now don't be silly, Annie.

What am l gonna tell her?

She'll want to know...

about her father.

What will l say to her?

What will l tell her?

I never was married, judge.

Now, dear. You don't

have to tell her anything.

All these years

l've kept it from her

and she must never find out.

Oh no, please...

- Annie, be quiet.

- No, please.

- Don't let her find out.

- Annie, control yourself.

Listen, you think l'd come here

if it wasn't on the level?

You gotta take my word.

You got to lay off me tonight!

What else do you want,

the key to the city?

What's all your gang doing

up at Missouri Martin's?

- They're having a clambake.

- Nothing you'd be interested in.

But l can't tell you about it.

If l could, you'd see how silly

it is to make all this fuss.

Just lay off me tonight.

I'll do anything.

I'll help you

find those reporters.

- That's what you want, isn't it?

- Sure. Where you got them, Dude?

I ain't got them,

but l send the word round,

those reporters will be back

at their desks tomorrow.

Just call off your men

till 12 o'clock tonight.

Sorry, Dude. Can't do business.

You'll have a police escort

until those reporters show up.

If that's the way you feel,

l'll tell ya something.

You're right!

I have got those reporters.

But they're not

going to show up, see?

They won't show up until

l'm good and ready to produce 'em.

- Now will you do business?

- Sure, we'll do business.

Mac.

So you've got the reporters, huh?

I thought so.

Arrest these two guys.

This won't do you any good.

You can always do business

with the Police Department.

- Yes, sir?

- Get me the Mayor on the phone.

I don't think you can get him.

He's got a party for the Governor.

I'll get him when he finds out

it's about the reporters.

I wouldn't be surprised if

the Mayor made a deal with you.

Probably settle for 50 years.

Don't be a sap, Commissioner.

Why drag the Mayor into this?

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