Man on the Flying Trapeze Page #6

Where is Wolfinger?

I discharged him.

What for?

He lied to you, | and he took the afternoon off,

possibly to go to | that wrestling match.

He's been talking about | the wrestlers

and bragging about his prowess | as a wrestler for years.

Good gracious, you can't | discharge the poor devil

for taking one afternoon off | in 25 years.

Now, get him back, and get him | back as quickly as possible.

You've left us in a fine mess.

I want to get the data | on Mr. Mockenbock at once.

Where does Mr. Wolfinger | keep his files?

They're in here, sir.

But I'm afraid they'll | appear disordered to you.

I've tried to install a filing system | but Mr. Wolfinger prefers his own methods.

So this is | the famous filing system, eh?

Where can we find Wolfinger? | I don't know.

His wife has thrown him | out of the house.

She informed me that he attended | the wrestling matches yesterday,

that this girl, his secretary, | accompanied him,

that they were both drunk, | and that Wolfinger was found

lying in the gutter.

This is a gross exaggeration | and a fabrication!

True, I did attend | the wrestling matches,

only because my mother is a very | dear friend of Hookalakah Meshobbab,

but when Hookalakah | threw Tosoff from the ring,

he struck poor Mr. Wolfinger in | the chest, knocking him insensible.

What did you | expect me to do,

stand there like a dummy and watch | my poor boss die in the gutter?

I am sick and tired... You | think I'm gonna take your word...

Stop it!

You've overstepped your | authority. Come into my office.

You get on that phone | and locate Wolfinger,

and stick to it | if it takes all day!

Yes, sir.

I don't understand how you could | have used such bad judgment.

I'll get it, honey. | No, I'll get it, Dad.

Hello?

Is this Miss Wolfinger?

I've got it.

Mr. Malloy has spoken to me,

and inasmuch as | Mr. Wolfinger's been

with the firm for | more than two decades,

he thinks that if Mr. Wolfinger will | return to work and forget wrestling,

Mr. Malloy will accept my suggestion | that he return to his old position.

Well, thank you. I... I know he'd | appreciate that if he were here,

but he's in the shower.

He's going on an interview | this morning to...

Who's in the shower? | Anybody in the...

Dad, quiet.

What do you mean, | "in the shower"?

Dad, will you please | sit down and be quiet?

I say, he's going on an interview | this morning to see Mr. Mo Littvack,

the president of | the Irish Woolen Mills.

Mo Littvack, president | of the Irish Woolen Mills?

Dad, please.

She says he's negotiating with | the Irish Woolen Mills, Limited.

Offer him $75 a week

and tell his daughter to get | in touch with him immediately.

Mr. Malloy has | just informed me

that on account of his long | association with your father

he can offer $75 a week.

Well, I don't think | that would be adequate.

I know that he's | considering an offer

of $100 a week

with four weeks' vacation

at full pay.

The Irish Woolen Mills | have offered him $100 a week

and four weeks' holiday | on full salary.

All right, offer him the same, but | have him report here in the morning.

How can he report | in the morning

if you're gonna give him | a four weeks' holiday?

Dash.

Dash!

Dash!

All right.

We'll meet the offer, but | at the end of the four weeks,

I want him here on the job!

Mr. Malloy will | meet the offer.

You know what | I was thinking I'd do?

What, Dad?

I thought I'd get | down to the firm

and tell them that | I'd work for less money.

'Cause Claude and Mrs. | Neselrode aren't living with us

and our expenses | aren't so high, so...

Well, as a matter of fact...

...I thought that...

...I was so busy cooking | I forgot to tell you

that your firm wants you back | at your old job

at $100 a week with a four-week | vacation at full pay and in advance.

I'm sorry | I wasn't here, dear.

I'd have told them | I wanted $200 a week

a six months' vacation | and full pay.

I want that paper to wrap up | these belongings of Ambrose.

The weather's | turning cold now

and I want to take his | underwear and socks over to him.

I think you're a perfect fool.

Why don't you let him come | and get them himself?

Please let me do things in my | own way, and hand me that paper.

If you take that paper, | he's sure to wake up.

You'd better stir yourself and | go into town and look for a job.

This is just a lot of nonsense, taking | a nap every morning after breakfast.

There, there.

There, cover up, | you'll catch more cold.

Leave me alone, Ma.

I do believe you're still | in love with that old fool.

That's a fine thing | for you to call him

after he went out of his way | to invite you and Claude

to go for a ride | in his new car tomorrow.

I'll be back later.

Why, it's beginning to rain!

Oh...

Take a drink of this | hot coffee, Dad.

Try one of these sandwiches.

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