Mr. & Mrs. Smith Page #2
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She's changed a little.
She once chased a dog-catcher
half a mile with a baseball bat.
She hasn't changed
as much as you would think.
Sure is a fine-looking woman.
Tell her I was asking for her, will you?
- Old Harry Deever. She'll remember me.
- Indeed I will. Thank you.
Goodbye, Mr. Smith.
- You can find your way out?
- Yes. Thank you.
- Yes, Mr. Smith?
- Get me my home.
Hello, dear. Yes, darling.
Where do you think I'm going to take you
for dinner tonight?
No.
Momma Lucy's.
Honey!
I didn't even think you remembered
the name of the place.
We haven't been there
since before we were married.
I love you.
You want to pick me up here about 6:00?
Bye, darling.
Driver, I'll get off here.
- Dear, I must be going.
- All right, mother, dear.
Mr. Harry Deever.
He says you remember him
from across the river in Beecham.
Yes. Show him in, Lily.
- Harry Deever?
- Bertha Deever's brother.
- Harry Deever, this is quite a surprise.
- Hello, Annie.
Hello, Mrs. Krausheimer.
- I didn't know if you'd remember me.
- What are you doing in New York?
- I'm here on business.
- How's your wife?
- She's fine, thanks.
- And Bertha?
She's fine, too.
Married to a dairy farmer in Boise.
- Got four children. All girls.
- Good for Bertha.
- Sit down, won't you, and have some tea.
- No, thanks.
I've got a lot to do.
Only dropped in for a second.
Certainly makes me feel good
to meet somebody...
from our neck of the woods.
Say, this is quite a city.
Every night's Saturday.
Annie, you haven't changed a bit
from the little girl...
who used to go running in and out
of the house.
- I'd have recognized you in a minute.
- That's the nicest thing you could say.
I did recognize you.
Only saw your picture
on your husband's desk...
and recognized you right off.
He's a good-looking fellow.
What were you doing with my husband?
You know, Beecham is on the other side
of the river...
and it was always incorporated
in Brender County...
...between 1936 and now,
you're not legally married.
Why, that's terrible.
It's nothing.
I gave your husband his $2 back...
and you don't lose a cent
on the whole thing.
- You just get married again.
- I should hope so.
Mother, don't get excited.
It's really nothing, Mrs. Krausheimer.
Nothing? How does it look?
Don't worry, David will do all right
by your little girl.
- How do you know?
- Because David's already called up...
and wants us to have dinner for two
at Momma Lucy's.
- He'll marry me tonight.
- I hope so.
Can I drive you somewhere?
Thanks, Mrs. Krausheimer.
I'd appreciate it.
Give my love to Bertha
and those four girls.
Thanks. And goodbye, Annie.
I do hope everything will be all right.
- Mother, what are you talking about?
- You call me up if anything happens.
- Lf nothing happens.
- Don't worry, darling.
Goodbye.
Lily?
You know that little bolero suit
that's hanging in the closet?
I was married in that suit,
and I want to wear it tonight.
- Isn't that wonderful?
- You know that better than I do, ma'am.
Get it, Lily.
Inhale, Mrs. Smith.
I can't understand anything hanging
in a closet...
shrinking so much.
- How are you?
- Fine.
Mrs. Smith's here.
Hello, darling.
I thought you weren't going to buy
any more new clothes.
You look kind of cute.
I can't wait to see Momma...
- Do you think we'll get the same table?
- Sure.
It'll be covered in a checkered tablecloth...
and there'll be a candle
in an old Chianti bottle.
And Rosa, the fortune teller.
You know,
I even love the smell of the place.
Either our noses have changed...
or they've built a livery stable
around here somewhere.
It's not exactly Chanel No. 5. Let's go in.
The place has changed a little.
Customers.
Is Momma Lucy here?
I am Momma Lucy.
You've changed a little, too.
She went back to the old country.
Wait a minute. We'd like to eat here.
You want to eat here?
Yes, if you haven't any objections.
If you've got no objection,
I've got no objection.
Where you like to sit?
We used to come here years ago
and there used to be tables outside.
Would it be too much trouble
to have it the way it used to be?
Are you going to have a 45-cent
or a 65-cent dinner?
- Sixty-five.
- Okay.
Table cloth isn't checkered.
It's dirty enough so it looks checkered.
Candle stuck in the beer bottle
isn't the same, is it?
Haven't they ever seen anybody
eat before?
Let's just outstare them.
That'll make them embarrassed.
Eat your soup, dear.
- There's something wrong with that soup.
- It's your imagination.
Why doesn't the cat eat the soup?
Animals know what's good for them.
You notice he ate the olives.
- The pits, too.
- That's roughage.
Make the best of it.
Don't let it spoil our evening.
That cat knows something.
Where shall we go after this?
Home.
Aren't we supposed to go someplace
before we go home?
Altogether, it would make it too late.
I'd give $5 to see that cat
take a sip of that soup.
- David?
- Yes, dear?
Tell me what you do a day in the office,
just a simple day like today.
From the time you came in
till you went home, what happened?
Just a lot of schmooze.
It's duller than dishwater, really.
No, it isn't. I'm very interested.
What sort of things go on in a day?
Who did you see?
Please try and remember.
Let me see. Oh, yes.
Some sucker came in
and wanted his alimony reduced.
Another guy wanted me to rub out a name
in his grandmother's will.
And that's about all. I spent
most of the day in conference with Jeff.
Things pile up in three days.
I wonder if he'll take a little soup.
Come on.
No?
No, he won't.
Doesn't that mean something?
I want a stomach pump.
- Nice cat, eh?
- Yeah.
I'm unlucky with cats here.
The third cat this week.
They get run over.
I think.
- Your name Mrs. Smith?
- Yes, how did you know?
Your mother is in the kitchen.
On the phone.
It must be about our Red Cross group.
Hello, Mother.
Not exactly.
He's teasing me.
He thinks he's being romantic about it.
Mother, are you crying?
My poor baby.
Thank heaven your father is dead.
Listen to me.
Under no conditions, do you hear me,
are you to...
Why, Mother, of course not!
Yes, Mother.
Worse comes to worst,
I'll spend the night with you.
Good night, my love.
Everything all right?
Darling, I have a little secret to tell you.
It's about time. What is it, dear?
You're a great kid.
It's getting rather late
if we have to go anyplace...
if you know what I mean.
I get it.
Waiter, check.
Glasses, dear.
Don't want to drink out of the bottle,
do you?
Get going, Annie.
Keep twirling it, honey.
You beast, you know we're not married.
You weren't going to tell me.
- I was going to tell you later.
- How much later?
There's no need in going on like this.
You were going to wait until...
And then throw me aside
like a squeezed lemon.
Don't dramatize this.
I've given you the best years of my life,
and you were willing to go on and on...
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