Loves of a Blonde Page #4

I just want

to ask you something.

Please come in.

Take off your coat.

Here's my hat.

Sit over there.

Have a seat.

Sit down, young lady.

Don't be shy.

Did you arrange something

with Milda?

He invited me to come.

But I couldn't come sooner.

I work, you know.

How come he didn't say anything

about your coming?

Poppa, he didn't say

a word, did he?

No, but I didn't speak

with him.

You see? And now you show up

with a suitcase to spend the night?

- Where did you meet him?

- Back home in Zruc.

You came from Zruc?

And you met him there?

- Has Milda been to Zruc?

- Yes, about a week ago.

And you've only known each other

for such a short time?

Yes, Saturday and Sunday.

You see, Milda charms a girl,

invites her home and now what?

Crazy guy.

He is.

But it's partly her fault too.

She shouldn't jump

when a boy invites her to visit.

And she comes to his parents' place

for the night, with a suitcase.

- You have a serious reason to come?

- No.

Just what did you think,

showing up with a suitcase?

Where did you plan

to spend the night?

I don't know yet.

- Where did you plan to sleep?

- I don't know.

Well, it wasn't very smart

to set off for a boy's parents'

if you've only known him for two days.

He didn't mean it.

He just said, "Come and see me."

She took him at his word,

and here she is.

For heaven's sake,

she's a young girl.

I still don't get it.

Where were you going to sleep?

You can't stay here with us.

Poppa, what do you say?

If he invited her,

we'll look after her until he gets home.

We're not gonna throw her out.

We'll make room for her.

You keep out of it.

That won't work.

What would people say?

A girl comes to see Milda

and we let her stay the night?

I don't care.

Would you kick her out

on the street?

Keep out of this.

I don't know how we'll handle this.

I don't like it.

Haven't I always said

your son is nuts?

Here's your proof.

You could have talked to him.

You could have told him not to do

such stupid things.

He's never done this before,

has he?

He isn't old enough

to do such things.

Well, that's true.

We didn't do things like this.

You're making such a fuss about it.

Nothing happened, right?

We'll fix up a bed for her.

We can't throw her out.

He's an idiot

and we can't do a thing about it.

I'll talk to him tomorrow.

Too late now.

He should have known better before.

Was I supposed to tell him before?

Did I know she was coming?

He should know

not to do such stupid things.

He'll keep telling young girls

to come visit...

and a few days later

they'll show up on our doorstep.

This won't be the last time.

You think I'm with him all the time

to know what he tells girls?

You think that in the old days

I could pack a suitcase

and leave for a boy's parents'?

Do you know what that meant?

Should she have come from the country

without a suitcase?

You came here

instead of going to your own parents'.

You've put us in quite a fix.

I've no idea what to do.

Now, look at Milda.

True, he makes quite a bit of money.

He could handle a marriage financially,

but there's more to it than that.

He needs a woman to look after him,

to cook for him.

He brings in the money,

but look at Poppa here.

He's been working for 30 years

and doesn't earn as much as Milda does.

Look how worn-out he is,

the poor guy.

Who's sleeping here?

You're asking me?

It's a girl-- can't you see?

Where from?

Don't play stupid.

She's come to see you, boy.

- To see me?

- No, me!

- Who is she?

- Who is she? Look at her.

Should I recognize her

by her foot or what?

- So turn her over.

- How? She's asleep.

- You're a real idiot.

- Who invited her?

- You must have.

- I'm telling you, I don't know.

Jesus, a girl wouldn't just come

to our place for the fun of it.

- You're saying I invited her?

- Stop yelling at me.

Shut your mouth. A girl comes

to see you and you yell at me.

You should know

where she's from.

I don't.

She must've told you.

She met you in Zruc.

Did you play there?

She couldn't have been

there with me.

Listen, this is the last time.

Once more and you're out of the house.

Are you sure

she's not a relative?

Am I that stupid?

You think I wouldn't recognize

our own relatives?

Don't treat me like an idiot.

Honestly, Dad,

I didn't invite her here.

Don't you think I would have told

you and Mom if I had?

- Good Lord, don't make a fool out of me.

- What should I do? Throw her out?

- Throw her out.

- Okay, I will!

Oh, my gosh! Hi!

I didn't recognize you.

- Hi.

- Hi.

I didn't recognize your hair.

I didn't know it was you.

- What was your father saying?

- Nothing.

- He said something.

- He's stupid.

- Are you glad I came?

- You know I am.

And when--

How long do you plan to stay?

It's hard, you know.

You don't write a single line,

you show up,

and my folks are alarmed.

You can't do that.

- So now you know her, eh?

- Yes, he does.

Why didn't you write?

I wanted to,

but somehow I never had time.

- What did he say?

- That he doesn't know her.

- What else?

- That he never asked her to come.

- Now go to sleep.

- But you had a long talk.

Yes, we talked a long time.

I have to talk to him

from time to time.

- Where have you been?

- Playing.

And then?

Then we went someplace.

- Alone?

- No.

With whom?

- What?

- With whom?

The guys.

- Who else?

- Just the guys.

This is terrible.

This won't do at all.

You'd like that,

wouldn't you, miss?

But you wouldn't get

much sleep here. Come on.

And don't argue with me.

You'll sleep in our bed.

That'll be better.

- Don't push me, damn it. I'm going.

- Go.

I can keep an eye on you.

- I can't sleep here at all.

- You'll sleep here just fine.

It's like sleeping

on the edge of a table!

It's not my fault.

Where should I have put him?

- I could have slept out there.

- You think I'd let you?

- What's gonna happen?

- Sleep with a girl at home? No, sir.

Poppa will survive.

He stinks like a barrel.

Don't breathe on me.

This is terrible.

Give me some blankets.

If you were a decent father,

you'd slap him for coming in so late!

- He wouldn't come in this late--

- Jesus, listen...

I'll get under the covers

and that's that.

No way.

And don't do this ever again.

- For a girl--

- It's not my fault. Is it?

Yes, it is. You've ruined my evening.

You asked her to come.

You know very well

I didn't ask her to come.

- She wouldn't lie.

- Oh, please.

I'm going out there.

Don't you dare

or I'll slap you, too!

Damn it,

will you stop yelling?

How should I know

what I did or didn't do?

Very nice! So what do you do

when you go out on tour?

I play.

So how come you don't know

what you did?

- Do you get that drunk?

- Stop barking, for goodness' sake.

I have to tell him:

Then tell him later:

But he still deserves

a few good slaps from you.

You come over here.

I'll sleep here and we're all set.

Do whatever you want.

Don't stretch out

or I'll smack you one!

That's much better.

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