Love Before Breakfast Page #7

Synopsis: A rich businessman stalks another man's fiancée.
Genre: Comedy
Director(s): Walter Lang
Production: Universal
 
IMDB:
6.5
APPROVED
Year:
1936
70 min
88 Views


Leave it. We'll open it later.

Waiter, will you see if they can stop this

thingamajig from going around? I'm getting dizzy.

Yes, miss. I think that was

darn nice of Scott Miller.

Oh, there they are. Thanks

a lot. That was swell.

Oh, not at all.

It was a great pleasure.

Bill really is a dear. He

kept me amused the whole trip.

It was all I could do to keep him from getting off

the boat with me at Honolulu. Too bad he didn't.

It is wiser to be friendly to him.

After all, he is my-

If you tell me he's your boss again,

I'll scream.

Well, we should. Ought to be nice to

both of them. They're gonna be married.

Yes. And I suppose nice

to all their children too.

I'm glad this thing stopped.

Get the check. I want to go home.

Go home? What for? It's early. Besides,

we gotta knock off this bottle first.

You've had enough, and I want to go.

Don't be silly. We haven't even started.

Hey. What's this?

You're not goin' home, are you?

It's a shame. We promised the

Larrimores we'd drop in on their party.

But we were waiting for you to join

us before we opened your bottle.

We'll make it another time.

Soon, I hope.

Why don't you ask them up to the country for

the weekend? We're having some divine people.

I'd love to, if I thought they'd come.

Of course we'll come.

But you're forgetting about the Metcalfs.

We promised to go out on their boat.

Honey, but

- But it's this weekend, dear. Don't you remember?

I'm terribly sorry, Scott,

but you will ask us another time.

Maybe next week. Good

night. Mm-hmm. Good night.

Good night.

Good night, Billy.

Good night,Janey. You're certainly

hasty about accepting invitations.

Yes, but, honey-

Yes. I know he's your boss.

But you said you didn't like boats. I don't,

but rather than spend a weekend with them,

I'd even take

the comical Metcalfs.

Well, it's all too much for me. Maybe

you're right. We'd better go home.

Go home? What for?

It's early.

Wha- But I thought-

I'm gonna get drunk. Then maybe I'll

know what's goin' on around here.

You're not planning on

coming with me, by any chance?

Certainly not. I have better ways

to spend my declining weekends, dear.

Where are you going? To Scott's?

Why should that interest you?

Doesn't.

You can send my bag down

now, Yuki. Yes, Mrs. Colby.

How you can spend a weekend with

those dull Metcalfs is beyond me.

But of course

Bill will be a big help.

I don't know why I have to consult you

about my friends. I'm free, white and 21.

At least Scott's party will be amusing.

I hope you enjoy it.

Hello, dear.

What are you doing here? I thought

you were going to Scott Miller's.

I didn't say so. From the way you spoke,

I naturally assumed you were going there.

Can't help what you assume, darling.

Whose boat are you going on?

Friends, dear. Friends.

What friends?

I don't see why I have to tell you everything.

I'm free, white and, uh, in my early 40s.

Well, if I'd only known,

we could have saved a taxi fare.

What yacht, madam?

I'm Mrs. Colby.

Oh, yes indeed, Mrs. Colby.

Right this way.

And I'm Miss Colby. I'm looking for

the Gargantuan, the Metcalf boat.

I believe there is a young man

waiting for you down by the float.

Be careful of your footing, Mrs. Colby.

Thank you so much, young man.

This is the tender for

you, Mrs. Colby. Thank you.

Think you were royalty or

something. Good-bye, dear.

Kay, come on.

Hurry up!

So that's the Gargantuan.

Did you bring your seasick remedy?

I don't get seasick. It's cunning,

Kay. Do you get into it or put it on?

Well, good-bye, dear. Have a good

time. I'm sure you will in that.

Don't fall overboard.

Kay, where have you been?

I've been waiting here for an hour.

Will you please tell me what you're

doing in this thing? Don't you like it?

Like it? Where are the Metcalfs? Bob can't get away

till 6:
00. He'll pick us up in the big boat later.

Pick is up where? Over in the cove.

Thanks, son. I'll take the bags.

Holy smoke! What have

you got in these bags?

Where do you think we're going?

Well, I didn't know

we were going canoeing.

What are you talkin' about?

This is a sweet little job. Get in.

I hope you know something about

running this sweet little job.

Running it? That's all I did when

I was a kid. Untie the bow line.

Why can't we wait for the Metcalfs

and go on their regular boat?

'Cause we'll have a lot of fun sailing around

this afternoon. Go below. See how cute it is.

Well.

Oh.

Cozy, isn't it? Compact.

That's what I like about it.

Say, what are you doing

to those eggs?

Well, they started to scramble

themselves, so I finished it.

I don't want to be rude, honey,

but they don't look very appetizing.

They're all I can find. They'll have

to hold you till the Metcalfs get here.

Aren't you gonna have any? I'm just gonna

have coffee. I'm not gonna spoil my appetite.

Be kind of fun if they

didn't show up, wouldn't it?

Then we could be alone sort of.

What do you mean "sort of"?

Well, you know. We're engaged,

aren't we? Come on. Sit down.

Wait till I pour my coffee.

Float ahoy!

There they are now.

It's about time.

Mr. Miller's compliments, Miss Colby. And will

you and your party join him aboard for dinner?

Mr. Miller? Is he in this cove?

Just ahead, madam. We're

laying off your starboard bow.

Tell Mr. Miller we'd be delighted.

We'd be nothing of the sort.

Yoo-hoo! Billy!

Hurry up!

We're holding dinner for you.

Come as you are. Don't wait

to change. Scott won't mind.

What shall I say to Mr. Miller?

That we'll be over.

That we will not be over. Mr. Miller

anticipated a little disagreement on the matter.

So Mr. Miller hopes you'll accept this

hamper with Mr. Miller's compliments.

Well, we certainly

- Miss Colby's compliments to Mr. Miller.

And Miss Colby says that Mr. Miller can take his

hamper and his invitation and his yacht and go-

I will without fail, madam. No need

to be insulting, Kay. I'll take that.

No, Kay.

You-You leave that.

Any other message, miss?

Yes.

Tell Mr. Miller we're having a perfectly fine

time and do not wish to be annoyed. I will indeed.

Oh. We're expecting a bit of a blow. Mr. Miller

suggests you make sure of your ground tackle.

Tell him to make sure of his own.

Yes, miss.

Cast off!

All speed ahead.

Well, thanks just the same.

Oh, don't mention it.

Well, she's not coming over.

Don't weaken.

Give her time.

And be plenty tough with her.

Is that the way you handled the women

you couldn't get? Certainly. Whenever-

Let that pass, will you, please?

Start this boat.

I want to get out of this cove.

What are you talking about? We gotta wait for the

Metcalfs. If we're not here, they'll look around for us.

Are you so crazy about that guy you can't stand being

in the same cove with him? I'm not crazy about him.

I hate the sight of him.

Yes, you do. You fall all over yourself every

time his name is mentioned. Don't be a fool.

I don't intend to be.

I've been a sap long enough.

What do you think I am? Blind? You're not

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes

Herbert Fields

Herbert Fields (July 26, 1897 – March 24, 1958) was an American librettist and screenwriter. Born in New York City, Fields began his career as an actor, then graduated to choreography and stage direction before turning to writing. From 1925 until his death, he contributed to the libretti of many Broadway musicals. He wrote the book for most of the Rodgers and Hart musicals of the 1930s and later collaborated with his sister Dorothy on several musicals, including Annie Get Your Gun, Something for the Boys, Up in Central Park, and Arms and the Girl. He won the 1959 Tony Award for Best Musical for Redhead. Fields wrote the screenplays for a string of mostly B-movies, including Let's Fall in Love (1933), Hands Across the Table (1935), Love Before Breakfast (1936), Fools for Scandal (1938), Honolulu (1939), and Father Takes a Wife (1941). He was also one of several writers who worked on The Wizard of Oz, although he did not receive a screen credit for his contribution. Fields was the son of Lew Fields and brother of Dorothy and Joseph Fields. more…

All Herbert Fields scripts | Herbert Fields Scripts

0 fans

Submitted on August 05, 2018

Discuss this script with the community:

0 Comments

    Translation

    Translate and read this script in other languages:

    Select another language:

    • - Select -
    • 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
    • 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
    • Español (Spanish)
    • Esperanto (Esperanto)
    • 日本語 (Japanese)
    • Português (Portuguese)
    • Deutsch (German)
    • العربية (Arabic)
    • Français (French)
    • Русский (Russian)
    • ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
    • 한국어 (Korean)
    • עברית (Hebrew)
    • Gaeilge (Irish)
    • Українська (Ukrainian)
    • اردو (Urdu)
    • Magyar (Hungarian)
    • मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
    • Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Italiano (Italian)
    • தமிழ் (Tamil)
    • Türkçe (Turkish)
    • తెలుగు (Telugu)
    • ภาษาไทย (Thai)
    • Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
    • Čeština (Czech)
    • Polski (Polish)
    • Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Românește (Romanian)
    • Nederlands (Dutch)
    • Ελληνικά (Greek)
    • Latinum (Latin)
    • Svenska (Swedish)
    • Dansk (Danish)
    • Suomi (Finnish)
    • فارسی (Persian)
    • ייִדיש (Yiddish)
    • հայերեն (Armenian)
    • Norsk (Norwegian)
    • English (English)

    Citation

    Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:

    Style:MLAChicagoAPA

    "Love Before Breakfast" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 23 Dec. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/love_before_breakfast_12914>.

    We need you!

    Help us build the largest writers community and scripts collection on the web!

    The Studio:

    ScreenWriting Tool

    Write your screenplay and focus on the story with many helpful features.


    Quiz

    Are you a screenwriting master?

    »
    Who directed the movie "Fight Club"?
    A Steven Spielberg
    B Quentin Tarantino
    C David Fincher
    D Martin Scorsese