Mr. Deeds Goes to Town Page #12

He disappears. The Board of Directors stare in dumb

stupefaction at the door.

WIPE OFF TO:

INT. LONGFELLOW'S BEDROOM

67. MED. SHOT

As Longfellow enters. Hallor and Cedar rise.

LONGFELLOW:

Sorry to keep you waiting so long.

Those opera people are funny. They

wanted me to put up $180,000.

HALLOR:

What about it, Mr. Deeds?

LONGFELLOW:

Why, I turned them down, naturally.

HALLOR:

No, I mean - about my client.

LONGFELLOW:

Oh - we'll have to do something

about the common wife.

Longfellow's valet, Walter, enters and holds up a full

dress suit.

WALTER:

Tails tonight, sir?

LONGFELLOW:

What - tails?

(turns and sees it)

Why, that's a monkey suit![5] Do

you want people to laugh at me? I

never wore one of those things in

my life.

WALTER:

Yes, sir.

The tailors are leaving.

TAILOR:

(shaking hands with

Longfellow)

Goodbye, and thank you sir.

LONGFELLOW:

Goodbye.

(turning to the

others)

Wants me to wear a monkey suit.

Cedar and Hallor smile accommodatingly. Walter hands him a

pair of trousers.

CLOSER SHOT OF GROUP

As Longfellow starts getting into the trousers.

HALLOR:

Of course, we don't want to appear

greedy, Mr. Deeds.

LONGFELLOW:

Huh?

HALLOR:

I say we don't want to appear

greedy.

LONGFELLOW:

Oh. That.

Walter has gotten down on his knees and holds the ends of

the pants.

LONGFELLOW:

What do you think you're doing?

WALTER:

Why, I'm assisting you, sir.

LONGFELLOW:

Get up from there. I don't want

anybody holding the ends of my

pants. Get up from there!

WALTER:

(rising)

Yes, sir.

LONGFELLOW:

(to others)

Imagine that - holding the ends of

my pants!

Hallor smiles feebly - his impatience growing.

HALLOR:

Mrs. Semple is entitled by law to

one-third of the estate.

LONGFELLOW:

(to Walter)

And don't ever get down on your

knees again, understand?

WALTER:

No, sir.

LONGFELLOW:

(to Hallor)

Excuse me. What did you say?

HALLOR:

Mrs. Semple is entitled to one-

third of the estate.

LONGFELLOW:

One-third? That's about $7,000,000

isn't it?

HALLOR:

(quietly)

Well, we didn't expect that much.

I'm sure I can get her to settle

quietly for one million.

CEDAR:

If there's any talk of settlement,

Hallor, take it up with me at the

office.

HALLOR:

I'll do no such thing—

LONGFELLOW:

That's right. Don't you go to his

office. There's only one place

you're going, and that's out the

door.

Hallor looks up, surprised.

HALLOR:

You're making a mistake, Mr. Deeds.

LONGFELLOW:

Oh no, I'm not. I don't like your

face. Besides, there's something

fishy about a person who would

settle for a million dollars when

they can get seven million. I'm

surprised that Mr. Cedar, who's

supposed to be a smart man, couldn't

see through that.

HALLOR:

Now wait a minute, buddy—

69. MED. SHOT

Longfellow crosses to bell cord and pulls it.

LONGFELLOW:

There's one nice thing about being

rich - you ring a bell and things

happen. When the servant comes in,

Mr. Hallor, I'm going to ask him

to show you to the door. Many people

don't know where it is.

HALLOR:

No use in getting tough. That'll

get you nowhere, Mr. Deeds.

(strongly)

You know, we've got letters.

As a butler enters, Longfellow turns to him.

LONGFELLOW:

Will you show Mr. Hallor to the

front door?

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