Million Dollar Mermaid Page #6

in on the same dodge

and ballyhoo that

I've been arranged.

That you arranged?

Sure. What did you think

I let that cop to arrest you?

No, Jimmy, you didn't.

Didn't I?

Can you stand there...

what about all that talk about

a crusade and...

Bunk. Who cares what

a lot of females wear on a beach,

as long as I can keep you

in a one-piece bathing suit.

Baby, you're a swimmer.

You belong in the water.

Wet, you're terrific.

Dry, you're just a nice girl

who ought to settle down

and get married.

Thank you very much

for the advice.

One thing I know for sure,

if and when I do get married,

it will never be the work

of a cheap, stubborn,

flea circus proprietor.

This flea circus does alright

for the fleas in it,

except when they jumped

out of their cages.

Ballet. Comics wanting

to play hamlet. Toe dancing.

She has that bug in her head

ever since we first met.

Well, Miss Kellerman

may be able to swim,

but she'll never fly.

What are you talking about?

Jimmy, no.

Look at these receipts,

look at these books. Here, look,

nothing but money, money, money.

Plenty where all those came from.

I'd be a sucker to go ahead

and think big plans

depends on the whim of a girl

with bloody notions

about herself.

Hey, look, pal.

You ain't serious, right.

You're kidding, Jimmy.

Tell me you're kidding.

I'll be back in a few minutes.

Flea circus.

Flea circus, she calls us.

And then, my dear,

you will come out

in a tasteful evening gown

against the background of perhaps

a small salon of orchestra.

Your talk will be prepared,

of course, subject

to your approval.

And as for the dances...

Mr. Aldrich,

I'm terribly sorry but I, well...

I just can't see myself

doing all those sort of thing.

My dear child,

it's natural to be nervous,

and I understand.

But you'll only...

Please. I have a headache.

Perhaps we can talk about

it some other time.

But I have to make preparations.

Well, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid

you better hold up for a while.

Good night, Miss Kellerman.

Good night, Mr. Aldrich.

Good evening.

Annette, read this.

It's from

the New York Hippodrome.

New Hippodrome policy

will feature great specialty.

Can you come to New York

to discuss deal. Alfred Harper.

Dad, the New York Hippodrome.

Yes.

But this is just Jimmy...

What is it, my dear?

Dad.

So that's it.

You better let him read it, too.

There's nothing like good news

to patch up a lover's quarrel.

Come on, off you go.

Miss Kelleman.

Hello, Andy.

What are you doing here?

I thought you're on your way

to florida with Mr. Sullivan.

Florida?

That's what he said.

You mean you didn't know?

Yes, of course, Andy.

How stupid of me.

Thank you, Andy.

Bravo...

Madam Pavlova. Yes.

I'm Annette Kellerman.

Indeed, I know, my dear.

I have watched you perform.

Well, I want to tell you is that,

well, all my life,

I've been wanting to

be able to dance like you.

You studied for the ballet?

Yes.

My dear, don't thought that

your studies have been in vain.

Your act is wonderful.

You have applied

your ballet training

to something new and different.

They tell me

there is only one Pavlova,

but from what I've seen, someday,

they'll say

the same thing about you.

There is only one

Annette Kellerman.

I wish she hasn't told you that.

Alfred.

Here I am with next season's

contract still unsigned

and people like Pavlova

may start puffing you up.

No. I'll always work for

the Hippodrome for nothing.

There's no need

for that, Annette.

You really have been great

and this is the best way

I know of saying.

Alfred.

Don't thank me.

Thank all the people

who came here to see you.

Annette, I'm giving

a little supper for Pavlova

Saturday night

after the performance.

Can you come?

May I let you know?

I don't get it.

Are you in mourning

or are you just a hermit.

Mr. Kellerman,

I'm trying to persuade

your daughter to come to a party

and seems I can't...

Of course, she'll go.

It'll do you good, darling.

You'd been seeing

too little of New York

and too much of my musicians.

And besides, orders are orders.

Mr. Harper is my new boss.

Boss?

I'd been asked to work

in the Hippodrome Orchestra

for the next season.

Dad. Let's hope

it's only the beginning, sir.

The Hippodrome needs

your kind of talent.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Got to make the Kellermans happy.

The man at my box office

told me so.

I'll see you later.

Bye, Alfred.

Dad, I think it's just

so exciting and wonderful.

The two of us

here working together.

I couldn't be happier.

Couldn't you?

I've got the report.

He went to Florida

with that flying act

and William sliced up

the second day.

And where is he now?

Well, this report said

he was in New Orleans

for a while

with a wrestling bear,

then up in Chicago with some kind

of concession that closed.

Dad, I've just got to find him.

That argument with him

was so stupid and silly.

This whole thing, the Hippodrome,

it was Jimmy's idea.

Darling, you mustn't

confuse love and loyalty.

You owe nothing to anybody

in the world.

Not to me or anybody.

Jimmy knows that, too.

Does he?

Deep in his heart he does.

I'm sure that's the reason

for his absence.

He wants to make good

without Annette Kellerman,

if you should don't need him.

Dad, I do need him. I'm...

I know but that's

the way Sullivan is.

And he's no different

from most of us.

Darling, that's the price

a woman pays for achievement.

It'll come to you something

you've offered but not before.

It's a long gamble, I'll admit.

A thousand and one shot

that may never come off.

The only thing

you could be sure of

is that he'll be trying.

Hello, Martley.

Annette.

Harper, what is it?

What's the matter?

Dad.

Poor old guy. He was okay.

He never did

get his conservatory.

Wish he had.

Aren't you gonna see her?

Nope.

Hey, Jimmy.

Look pal. You and me,

we've been around together

for a long time.

Sometime I croused, I admit it.

You know,

I'd give my right arm for you.

What are you getting at?

Well, you ain't really serious

about going ahead

with this scheme, are you?

You bet your life I am.

I'm going to

get this plane off the ground

and we're going to hit pay dirt.

I hope that's all we hit.

The arial sensational.

Read about it.

Read about it.

Cross country air race.

Thirty thousand dollars

in prizes. Read about it.

Good evening, Mr. Harper.

Good evening, Miss Kellerman.

Good evening.

Did you hear about

the cross country air race?

The thirty thousand dollars

in cash prize?

Well, that's alright.

No, no. Take it.

Thank you.

Crazy fools,

they'll all be killed.

That's mad, but what is done.

Good evening, Rachel.

Hello, Mac.

Well, Doc.

Hello, Annette.

Can I talk to you a second?

Excuse me, Alfred.

This is an old friend of mine,

Doc Cronnol. Mr. Harper.

How are you?

Glad to meet you.

I'll see you later, dear.

Fine. Fine.

Come on. Come on in

and tell me all about yourself.

I...

How have you been?

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