Moon Over Miami Page #5

Yes. Yes,

I guess he does.

Frankly, this is the first time

it's made any difference.

Well, then, why don't you

do something about it?

Ah, there you have me.

Or rather, there Phil has me.

- But why?

- Oh, I don't know.

l- I guess I just have

the wrong approach.

You see, I-I've never really

had to go after anything.

My father was such a success,

that anything I wanted was-

Well, just there.

- Your father must be a grand person.

- Oh, he is. He's a great guy.

That's exactly it.

It makes me just Bill Bolton's son.

The number two boy.

Just somebody who sits in the audience.

Well, then, get out of the audience.

Just because of your father's success,

you don't have to be overshadowed by him.

That should make you

want to do something all the more.

- Say, maybe you're right.

- No maybes about it.

I know I'm right.

You're really a swell person.

You've got everything it takes.

So use it.

Get out and go to work.

Do something on your own...

instead of running around here like

some of these rich, young drips that are ju-

Oh, I-I'm terribly sorry,

Mr. Bolton.

- I apologize.

- Oh, no, no. Don't apologize.

You're right.

Maybe I needed somebody to tell me.

Right or wrong, it's swell talking with you.

You know, Barbara,

you're a wonderful girl.

Someday some man's gonna get a real prize.

Uh, shall we dance?

Well, I'd love to, but, uh, don't you think

we'd better wait until the music starts?

Oh, thanks very much.

I guess we had.

Palm trees gently swaying

Moonlight beaming

You and I together

Drifting, dreaming

Loveliness and love

Tonight, we have found the two

I'm in a paradise with you

Cooling tropic breezes

Shadows, flowers

Tender sighs that promise happy hours

Loveliness and love

How lovely the world will be

Now that you're in love with me

Palm trees gently swaying

Moonlight beaming

You and I together

Drifting, dreaming

Loveliness and love

Tonight, we have found the two

I'm in a paradise with you

Cooling tropic breezes

- Shadows

- Flowers

Tender sighs that promise happy hours

Loveliness and love

How lovely the world will be

Now that you're in love

With me

Mmm. Kay.

We're gonna have

a wonderful life together.

- Where'll we live, darling?

- Where would you like to live?

Oh, anywhere.

A cozy little hut's good enough for me.

Funny, that's exactly the kind of spot

I've been looking for.

Darling, have you ever counted

how many places you own already?

Mm-hmm. Three.

House in Maryland, place in

Santa Barbara, penthouse in New York.

Suppose we might drop in and blow

the dust off them sometime?

No. No, I, uh, think we'd be

happier in our little hut.

You see, one reason is,

there aren't three anymore.

So, you've been misleading me.

How do you manage to struggle

along without one of them?

It's without all three.

And I don't manage

to struggle along very well.

Now you are misleading me, Phil.

No.

You see, it's like this, darling.

This is supposed to be

a deep, dark secret.

But the McNeil mills have been

running on credit for the last year.

About all we have left

is a good reputation.

We were nice guys

when we had it.

Yes, I'm s-sure you were, Phil.

So, Kay, my darling...

you'll have to hold down

the fort for about five years.

Things get normal again,

then it will be my turn.

You mean, you really

haven't any money now?

As a matter of fact, I didn't even know

how I was gonna pay my hotel bill.

What's the matter?

- Phil?

- Yes, darling?

I was marrying you

for your money.

My secretary, Barbara, is my sister,

my maid is my aunt...

and my bank account is

exactly $150 in the hole.

Holy Catawba.

Whew!

Well, now we know what it feels like

to almost fall off a cliff.

Phil?

Yeah?

Is money really the big thing?

I mean, is it so

awfully important?

I liked it when I had it.

Very, very nice stuff.

And it's evidently

what you came here for.

Yes, that's what

I came here for, all right.

Then you ought to

have it, Kay.

You ought to have it.

Well, I guess

we might as well go back.

Mm-hmm.

Here you are, Mr. Bolton.

- Double scotch, Frank.

- Coming up, Mr. McNeil.

I can't get over it. Saying all those

wonderful things to be leading me on...

and all the time, he was just

trying to marry me for my money.

- I think it's terrible.

- The big four-flusher.

Jack warned you to

watch out for gold diggers.

Yes, Jack. He gave me the thumbs up

on the great Mr. Mc- McHeel.

Well, anyway, Jack came through.

We can stay another week.

- Yes.

- And you've still gotJeff Bolton.

- Or haven't you?

- I haven't got a chance after tonight.

Say, you don't suppose that skunk McNeil

will tellJeff you're out after money?

Of course he will.

Why shouldn't he?

After all, they were friends

long before I turned up.

He'll side with Jeff.

It's only natural.

I'm sorry, kids. Really I am.

It-lt just didn't work.

Oh, let's pack and get out of here.

We're sunk.

You were right.

It was a crazy idea.

Kay? Kay.!

- It's Jeff.

- He sounds in a fine humor.

Well, I might as well take it on

the chin. I certainly got it coming.

Kay.!

- Hello.

- Hello.

Won't you sit down, Jeff?

- Uh-

- Yes?

I thought you were

going to say something.

I was. It's not true, that stuff

McNeil tells me about you.

He didn't lose any time

in telling you, did he?

I can't believe it, not of you.

Well, it's true, Jeff.

Do you mean to stand there

and tell me that-

that you like me

better than you do him?

What? Is- Is that

what he told you?

Of course that's what he told me.

Even Barbara says you do.

- Oh.

- They're both crazy, aren't they?

- Are they?

- Yes! Yes, they are! You don't

like me better, do you?

Yes, Jeff, of course I do.

You do?

But all I can say is,

I think you're crazy too.

What are you laughing at?

You're so- I ought to be-

But you're so humble.

Well, I can fix that right now.

- Will you marry me?

- Uh-huh.

I don't believe it.

Suzanna Beecher

A kindergarten teacher

Went for a thrill to Havana

Ai, yi, yi, yi

Suzanna is still in Havana

The first night she got there

they took her to a spot

Where a conga

is really a conga

And Suzanna Beecher

The kindergarten teacher

Got up and sang this way

Ring around the rosie

Pocket full of posies

Conga to a nursery rhyme

Pick yourself a playmate

Any cute or gay mate

Like you did at recess time

You don't have to know your ABC's

You only have to know

how to say s, s

So ring around the rosie

Thumb your little "nosie"

At old Father Time

And conga to a nursery rhyme

Sing a song of sixpence

Pocketful of"ry-eye"

Goosey, goosey, gander

Where do you wander

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake

baker's man

Bake me a cake

as quick as you can

Little Tommy Tucker

Conga for your supper

Do you always give your girl

such nice engagement parties?

I'll know better next time. Too tough

getting a dance with my own fiance.

- All ready to leave in the morning?

- All set.

- How far is your island, Jeff?

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