Lover Come Back Page #7

I'll take the couch.

Is the alcohol working?

Yes, it is.

My face isn't purple anymore?

No, it isn't.

Thanks.

He stole it!

I'm coming.

Linus!

What are you doing here?

Where am I?

Well, this is

Jerry Webster's apartment.

How did you get here?

Are you all right?

Try to think.

I am.

Was he waiting for you

at your hotel last night?

Yes, that's it.

But how did he get you to come here?

Well, I...

Let me see.

He probably gave you

something to drink.

Yes, that's how he did it.

Well, you should have refused.

Well, I...

I would have ordinarily,

but I was so dizzy from

that cigarette he gave me.

What kind of cigarette?

I don't know.

It didn't have

any printing on it.

Oh, Linus!

Oh, that depraved monster!

It's time somebody...

Wait!

You'd better let me look first.

You can't go in there.

Why not?

Because he's not alone.

You mean there's a...

Two!

Both famous actresses.

Hurry up and dress.

We're getting out of here.

They're waking up.

Come on!

Oh, I...

We're getting out of here.

Where will I get dressed?

At my place.

I'm not leaving you

with those actresses.

There goes Superman.

Makes you realize

how old we're getting.

Yeah. If he doesn't slow down,

he's gonna catch up with us.

You know, I just can't believe Webster

would steal someone else's idea.

Well, you're so decent

and honorable yourself,

it's hard for you

to think ill of anyone.

Yes, I guess

I do trust everybody.

Oh, I've put your things in the

maid's room. You can change in there.

Thank you.

Where's your maid?

I don't have one.

I just use it as a guest room.

Oh.

You know, I almost hate

to go back to the hotel.

Webster's bound to come over and I don't

feel like talking to him right now.

Well, don't go back

to the hotel.

Maybe I shouldn't. I'm kind of

disillusioned with Webster.

Well, I should think so.

Maybe I shouldn't let him

handle the VIP account.

Whatever you think, Linus.

It's your decision.

If only I had a quiet, secluded place

where I could think about this overnight.

Some place where Webster

couldn't find me.

Linus?

I know a place where Webster

would never find you.

Really? Where?

Right here, in that guest room.

In your apartment?

Alone with you?

All night?

But it's really like

a separate apartment.

You have a lock on the door

and your own back entrance.

Well, I don't know.

Oh, Linus.

We're adults.

Yes, but...

Now, look at it

calmly and sensibly.

You won't be disturbed here.

Right?

Right.

You can concentrate

on what you want to do.

Well, that's true.

Well, then. For what you have in

mind, isn't this the best place?

Yes, I guess maybe it is.

Doc, I don't care how you

do it, or what it is.

We've got to have VIP tomorrow.

But what I'm working on

is highly volatile.

What I'm working on

is highly volatile, too.

That only gives me tonight.

Believe me, Doc,

I'm in the same boat.

Hello? Oh, yes, Mr. Brackett.

I'm here with Mr. Gaines.

He just got back from Florida.

And I'm filling him in on the VIP account.

How does it look?

Marvelous! In fact...

Dr. Tyler's having dinner

here at my place tonight.

Fine.

We'll expect good news

in the morning. Good night.

Well, looks pretty good. Dr. Tyler's

having dinner at her apartment tonight.

Linus Tyler, in a woman's apartment?

Why not?

Miss Templeton is

very attractive.

Look, I know Tyler.

He's a confirmed woman-hater.

Yeah. Maybe he used to be.

But Jenkins from the art department saw

them dancing together the other night.

Linus Tyler, out dancing?

Something's wrong, John.

Come on.

Where are we going?

Greenwich Village, to see Tyler.

More coffee?

No, thank you very much.

You know,

I have a small bottle of

champagne someone gave me once.

And I debated

whether to open it tonight.

But knowing how susceptible

we both are...

You were absolutely right.

And in view of the situation,

being here alone as we are.

I think that we should be especially...

Definitely.

Well, I'll help you

with the dishes.

Oh, I wouldn't think of it.

It's a woman's job.

Well.

Just make yourself comfortable.

It's 10:
30.

I'd better be getting to bed.

Oh.

Thank you

for a delightful evening.

You're a wonderful cook,

charming company,

and some day, you're gonna make

some man a very fine wife.

Thank you, Linus.

And some day, you're going to make

some lucky woman a very fine husband.

That's kind of you.

I'm afraid I could never

get married. Good night.

Wait!

Why can't you get married?

It's the sort of thing a man

doesn't discuss with a nice woman.

Oh, Linus.

What is it?

Carol, I'm going to say

something that'll shock you.

Do you know who I wish I were right

at this moment? Jerry Webster!

Oh, no!

Yes.

Why? Because he's

everything I'm not,

and want to be.

He's a man of the world.

He's smooth, he's confident,

he's experienced.

He's a real man.

You're the real man!

Am I?

Yes.

Look at me.

Here I am with a beautiful

girl alone in her apartment.

10:
30 and for me the evening is over.

I'm through.

Oh, Linus! Do you know what

Jerry Webster would do?

In two minutes, he'd maneuver

you into that bedroom!

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't know what I was saying.

I didn't mean it.

I know you didn't...

But I feel so insecure.

Oh, Linus,

stop torturing yourself.

Now you know why I'm afraid

to get married.

I'm afraid.

Afraid I'll be a failure.

But you won't.

I know.

A woman knows these things.

Don't lie to me, please. I'd rather

have your scorn than your pity.

Linus, listen to me.

It isn't pity, and I didn't lie.

Yesterday at the beach you

kissed me and I was thrilled.

A kiss?

What does that prove?

It's like finding out

you can light a stove.

It still doesn't

make you a cook.

Linus, listen to me.

Look at me.

I can't. I'm too ashamed.

Forget me, Carol.

You deserve a man,

not a mass of neurotic doubts.

Oh, Linus,

you mustn't have these doubts.

You're tearing yourself apart.

You're a fine man, a brilliant man.

Sure. Brilliant chemist!

Phi Beta Kappa!

Nobel Prize winner!

I'd trade all of my knowledge

to know one thing.

How to make a woman love me.

You can.

No. I can't.

That's not true.

You're a kind, sensitive person.

But am I the kind of man

a woman could love?

Of course you are.

But I don't know

and it's killing me.

Linus, don't do this

to yourself!

Any woman would love you.

If only I could be sure of that.

Wait here.

Shall I resist my heart?

Shall I deny its splendor?

Shall I insist we part?

Should I surrender?

Should I be fire or ice?

Should I be firm or tender?

Should I be bad or nice?

Should I surrender?

His pleading words so tenderly

entreat me

Is this the night that love

finally defeats me?

Should I avoid his touch?

Should I be a shy pretender?

Should I admit I'd much

rather surrender?

Surrender

Surrender

Surrender

Yes?

Miss Templeton, I don't usually

discharge employees over the phone,

but in your case,

I'm making an exception.

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