Love on the Run Page #8

You gotta stick

by me this time.

I want you to know

you're persuading me,

but you haven't

convinced me.

Barney, don't lose your

perspective, old boy.

This is beyond any

petty little gags

we may have pulled

on each other.

This is serious, kid.

Why, you're risking

your life for me.

Oh, shucks,

that's nothing.

How do you think I could

double cross you now

with everything

that's at stake.

Why, this is the biggest

thing that ever happened.

Richard Harding Davis never

pulled a trick like this.

Greeley, Dana,

Luther, Burbank-

well, the greatest of them

never found this many pearls.

We'll split a byline

on this, kid.

We'll go down in

the archives of journalism

in lace pants and gold hats.

Why, I'll never forget

this as long as I live.

I wonder if I will.

You're all right,

Barney, old kid.

Oh, well, you must be

on the level this time.

Nobody could be

low enough and live to-

well, it just doesn't

happen, that's all.

No, you bet it doesn't,

Barney, old boy.

Here comes the baron.

He's got his mob

with him.

Hey, this is serious,

baby.

What's the matter?

Too tight?

No, I changed my mind!

I changed my mind!

Yeah, yeah, atta baby.

Fight!

Where's Michael?

What have you

done with him?

You'll join him

in a minute.

My butler will take your things.

You'll be here

quite some time.

Otto, the plane's

ready.

Go upstairs,

change,

and get your

things.

This affair's

taken us a week,

and we should've

been a day.

I agree with you.

This way,

please.

Oh, Michael, darling,

Im here, it's Sally!

Her first.

Paul, these

two together.

Did they hurt you,

darling?

Can't you talk?

Ouch!

Why, you poor

excuse for a man.

I'll spend every cent

I've ever had to find you.

I'll hire every

g- man in America

to trail you to

Vladivostok and back again.

You sneaking contemptible-

Owwwww!

Stop it!

I'm trying very hard to

control myself, Ms. Parker.

When you're discovered,

we'd rest much easier if

you're all discovered...

quite dead.

I know, Michael.

If you were free,

she wouldn't talk that way.

Even if she does kill us,

we'll be together,

won't we, darling?

We've got

them all, Hilda?

Yes, you and Paul leave

in the car immediately.

We'll meet at

the village 5

at the house

with number 12.

Night after tomorrow.

Good luck to you both.

Good luck, Hilda. Good-bye.

Whatever happens,

we're not afraid,

are we, darling?

I love you, Michael,

I-

look out, Michael,

it looks as though she's

going to fire any minute.

Oh, darling, please

be careful, please!

It might be

worth mentioning

if I hear any

cries or freaks

before we're

in the air,

I'll start shooting

through that door.

It's hard to say

who I might hit.

Good-bye, Paul!

Rudolph!

Paul and Rudolph:

Good-bye! Good luck!

Hilda,

I cannot find a towel,

Im all wet.

Hand me a towel,

Hilda, Im all- ahhhh!

In my office,

Baron!

Here it is.

And that gives

me an idea.

Is that comfortable,

Baroness?

Don't worry

about her.

Truss her her up

like a Christmas duck.

Boy, if we only had

some photographers,

what a story!

What a tale!

We'll get a year's salary

bonus on this, Mike, my boy.

Come on, hurry up,

get me out of this.

We gotta get to

a cable office.

Yeah, yeah,

Im filing about 4,000

words for a flash bulletin.

What do you want me to

cable to the dispatch?

Huh?

Gosh, uncle,

I didn't realize

that you were

laid up this way.

Now wait a min-

heh, heh, you're still

the same old Mike, huh?

This is no time

for kidding!

When do you plan

on getting out?

Is there anything

that I can get

to make you

comfortable?

Uh, fruit, or flowers,

or maybe you'd like

a private room.

I'll speak to the house

physician on the way out.

We'll split a byline

on this, huh?

Yeah? Lace hats

and gold pants, huh?

Sally, we better go,

uncle's has too many

visitors.

This is bigger than either

of us, Barney, old pal!

You risked your life for me,

Barney, old pal!

Here, here, now.

You can see the children

playing in the garden.

Dana? Greeley?

They'll come back

and haunt that dank,

rotting cave

you live in!

Good-bye, Barney,

old pal.

Sally!

Sally, stop him!

I'm sorry,

I haven't time, Barney,

I have to write

the woman's angle.

Then that goes for you,

too, Parker!

I hereby put the pell's

curse on the two of you!

To the seventh son

of the seventh son!

Maybe it's love,

and maybe Im just getting

soft in the arteries,

but suddenly,

after all these years,

I feel sorry for Barney.

Do you think that i-

I think you

want to go back,

and I think

you're very nice.

Dunim Wyler

cable office.

Hello? Hello?

Hello?

Dunim Wyler

cable office.

Oh, oh, this is

the cable office?

Well, this is

Barnabas w. Pells.

Now, send this collect.

Press rates.

Exclusive the

New York dispatch.

By Barnabas W. Pells.

Now get that name right.

B for black,

a for-

a, for ain't you

ashamed of yourself?

No, Mike! No!

Change that,

change that byline.

Make it

Barnabas W. Pells

and Michael Anthony.

I was gonna do it all

the time, Mike, old pal.

Yeah, sure you were,

Barney, old pal.

M, for maniac.

I, for I love you,

darling.

And c, for crackpot.

And h,

for how soon

are we gonna

get married?

H, for how soon are

we gonna get ma-

no, Im not drunk!

A, for anytime

you say.

Oh, shut up.

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