Make Way for Tomorrow Page #7

Well, then you must remember this,

our old lobby.

Remember, Ma?

I should say we do.

It certainly is different than it was then.

Yeah, so are we.

Well, what'll it be?

- Well, uh...

- Cocktails maybe?

Well, he's gonna have one.

Well, why don't you have one, Ma?

Ladies are drinking here.

Hm? Two cocktails.

- What kind... How about old-fashioneds?

Yeah. Two old-fashioneds

for two old-fashioned people.

Say, that's all right.

Are you sure there's no calls for me?

OK.

- Well, that's funny.

- No, it isn't. That roast'll be ruined.

I don't care about the roast.

I'm worried about Father and Mother.

I wonder where they can be.

Ah, they're probably having a grand time

talking about the few hours they got left

before Pop's train leaves.

Some fun, huh?

Crenshaw hotel chain has owned

the Vogard since shortly after the war.

But that doesn't mean, Mr and Mrs Cooper,

we're not just as glad to see you

as the old management could have been.

Well, we just think it's awful nice of you

to bother to see us, Mr Norton.

- Ah, yes, indeed.

- Not at all.

The hotel's friends are my friends.

Well, I never thought

I'd be sitting here, drinking like this.

You know, ladies never used to.

Why, you wouldn't believe it if I told you

that on the first Thursday,

we were here on our honeymoon,

we just started for Brooklyn Bridge.

The aquarium, uh... was Wednesday.

Ain't it funny how women always get the

weekdays mixed up along with other things?

It was Wednesday.

I remember we started out.

I got lost right away.

But it was Thursday.

- Now, look, Bark, we got married on...

- Tuesday.

Oh, no, no.

We were going to be married on Tuesday,

and then we postponed it,

so my sister could get there

from New Hampshire, remember?

- Mm.

- She was snowbound, with the mumps.

Mm.

Remember, she was visiting that girl

who was married to that fellow

who was related to those people

who had a daughter in the south.

Without the mumps.

Well, the point is that we were married.

Yeah, we were married, all right.

Well, the point is, we were married

on Wednesday instead of Tuesday.

No... no. That's not the point at all.

We were trying to figure out

which day we went to the aquarium.

Oh, well, that was Thursday.

I'm sure

it must have been, Mrs Cooper.

I wonder if you'll excuse me now.

If you want anything, just ask for it,

and let me know if you don't get it.

- Now, you shouldn't have done that.

- It was my pleasure.

Thank you, Mr Norton.

Was it Wednesday?

Lucy, are you getting a little tipsy?

Let me hear you say this.

Betty Botter bought a batch of bitter butter.

Betty Botter bought a batch of bitter butter.

Now say this one.

Betty Botter bought a batch

of baby buggy rubber bumpers.

Betty Botter bought a batch of baby bu...

You can't do it.

You got that one at the barbershop.

Yeah, I guess so.

- Oh, Bark, we've got to go.

- Why?

Well, the children are waiting,

and Nellie's gonna cook dinner.

Well, we're not going. We're having fun.

And how many times

have we had to wait dinner for them?

I think I can fix it up.

In a nice way.

Hello. Hello, Nellie.

This is your father. Remember me?

No, there hasn't been any accident,

except that we're having a good time.

Your dinner?

Oh, isn't that too bad?

No, I'm not fooling. No, we're not coming.

You heard me.

Oh, I'm sure you went

to a lot of trouble in cooking it.

Yeah, it sounds swell. A roast, eh?

- Bark.

- Uh... uh, wait a minute, Nellie.

- Maybe we should...

- Excuse me, young lady. This is private.

- Was it all right?

- She took it very nicely.

Shall we join the others?

- So, you're having dinner with us.

- Yeah, we thought we would.

That's fine. Step right upstairs.

I'll be in to see you later.

Thank you very much.

Better hurry along with your drink.

Your husband and I are one up on you.

Oh, well, you go right ahead.

I kind of like to dawdle.

- Are you having a good time, Lucy?

- Oh, yes, Bark.

You wouldn't think, would you, to look at

her, that she was a mother of five children?

- Not really.

- She's a grandmother too.

Oh! Well, that I just can't believe.

It's kind of hard for me to believe.

- Fifty years go by pretty fast.

- Only when you're happy.

- How many children have you?

- Five of 'em.

Really? I'll bet they've brought you

a lot of pleasure.

- I'll bet you haven't any children.

- Don't you pay any attention to him.

Then I'm sure it was Mrs Cooper

who made the 50 years go so swiftly.

- Oh, that's very nice.

- Yes, it was.

Best thing I ever did, marrying her.

Randy Dunlap was courting her

at the same time that I was.

- Oh, Bark. Will you stop that?

- He was. He proposed to you, didn't he?

Yes, he did, but you don't have to tell it.

I guess I looked like the best bet

so she took me.

- Randy Dunlap's the banker in our town.

- Really?

- I got his girl, but he's got my house.

- You do go on!

Well, if you'll pardon me.

We've enjoyed having you.

- Yeah.

- Next time, don't stay away so long.

- Goodbye, Mr Norton.

- Mrs Cooper.

You know, Lucy, I often wonder what I'd do

if I was a young fella nowadays.

I guess I'd have to be a bachelor.

There are no girls around

a man would want to take a second look at.

Oh, shucks, Bark.

There are plenty of mighty pretty girls.

Not as pretty as you. And you know what?

You've held your looks

better than anyone I know.

Ah.

Right now I don't see any girl

that looks half as nice to me as you do.

Bark, you're sweet.

So are you.

You know, the more I think of it,

the fella who wrote that poem...

- You know, your favourite?

- Mm-hm.

I think he must have got

a peek into our future.

You know, the poem in the book where

you marked the place with a rosebud?

Or did the bank get that too?

They took the book,

but they couldn't take the poem from me.

A man and a maid stood hand in hand

Bound by a tiny wedding band.

Before them lay the uncertain years

That promised joy and maybe tears.

"Is she afraid?"

Thought the man of the maid.

"Darling," he said in a tender voice

"Tell me, do you regret your choice?

"We know not where the road may wind

Or what strange byways we may find.

"Are you afraid?" said the man to the maid.

She raised her eyes and spoke at last.

"My dear," she said, "the die is cast.

"The vows have been spoken.

The rice has been thrown.

"Into the future we'll travel alone.

"With you," said the maid, "I'm not afraid. "

Would you like to dance, Bark?

- Huh?

- It's a waltz.

Good evening, everybody.

This is Carlton Gorman coming to you

from the Vogard Hotel in New York City.

It's nine o'clock. It's now nine o'clock,

and is everybody happy?

Smile, and the world smiles with you, folks.

Goodbye.

The evening's fun is about to start,

and you can't go wrong

with a song in your heart.

Let me call you sweetheart

I'm in love with you

Let me hear you whisper

That you love me too...

I love you too.

Keep the love light glowing

In your eyes so blue

Let me call you sweetheart

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