Mr. Deeds Goes to Town Page #13

BUTLER:

Yes, sir.

CLOSE SHOT AT DOOR

As Hallor gets to it. Longfellow grabs him by the shirt

front and half lifts him off the floor.

LONGFELLOW:

And listen, there isn't any wife -

there aren't any letters - and I

think you're a crook. So you better

watch your step.

He shoves Hallor violently and he stumbles out of scene.

Cobb enters to Longfellow, his hand extended.

COBB:

I can't hold out on you any longer.

Lamb bites wolf.

(shakes his head)

Beautiful.

LONGFELLOW:

Only common sense.

71. MED. SHOT

Cedar has been most uncomfortable through the scene, but

now suavely assumes an admiring attitude.

CEDAR:

(a forced smile)

I can't hold out any longer either,

Mr. Deeds.

(holds out his hand)

Being an attorney for you will be

a very simple affair.

LONGFELLOW:

You're not my attorney yet, Mr.

Cedar. Not till I find out what's

on your mind. Suppose you get the

books straightened out quick so I

can have a look at them.

CEDAR:

Yes, of course, if you wish. But

you must be prepared. This sort of

thing will be daily routine.

(picks up his hat)

If it becomes annoying, you let me

know. Goodbye, Mr. Deeds. Goodbye,

sir.

Longfellow shakes his hand. Cedar exits. Longfellow stares

after him disgustedly, wiping his hands with his

handkerchief.

LONGFELLOW:

Even his hands are oily.

Walter has entered and holds up a coat for Longfellow.

COBB:

Well, how about tonight? What would

you like in the way of

entertainment?

LONGFELLOW:

Entertainment?

CLOSE TWO SHOT:

COBB:

Your uncle had a weakness for dark

ones, tall and stately. How would

you like yours? Dark or fair, tall

or short, fat or thin, tough or

tender?

LONGFELLOW:

What're you talking about?

COBB:

Women! Ever heard of 'em?

LONGFELLOW:

Oh.

COBB:

Name your poison and I'll supply

it.

LONGFELLOW:

Some other time, Cobb. Some other

time.

COBB:

Okay, you're the boss.

(as he goes)

When your blood begins to boil,

yell out. I'll be seeing you!

73. MED. SHOT

As Cobb exits. Longfellow turns to Walter, the valet.

LONGFELLOW:

He talks about women as if they

were cattle.

WALTER:

Every man to his taste, sir.

LONGFELLOW:

Tell me, Walter, are all those

stories I hear about my uncle true?

WALTER:

Well, sir, he sometimes had as

many as twenty in the house at the

same time.

LONGFELLOW:

Twenty! What did he do with them?

WALTER:

That was something I was never

able to find out, sir.

WIPE OFF TO:

EXT. CORRIDOR

74. MED. SHOT

Longfellow, exiting his bedroom, wearing a coat and hat.

He comes to the top of a grand staircase, looks around

slyly and sees that no one is watching. He slides down the

bannister and touches the statue at the bottom for good

luck.

He starts for the door. When he gets there he finds his

way barred by two husky-looking mugs. He looks up surprised.

FIRST BODYGUARD:

Hey, you going out?

LONGFELLOW:

Why yes. Isn't that all right?

2ND BODYGUARD

No. Don't ever want to go out

without telling us.

LONGFELLOW:

Who are you?

BODYGUARDS:

We're your bodyguards.

LONGFELLOW:

Oh, yeah.

2ND BODYGUARD

Yeah, Mr. Cobb said stick to your

tail no matter what.

LONGFELLOW:

That's very nice of Mr. Cobb - but

I don't want anybody sticking to

my tail no matter what.

FIRST BODYGUARD:

Sorry, mister. Orders is orders.

LONGFELLOW:

Is that so?

2ND BODYGUARD

Yes, sir. We gotta get you up in

the morning - and we gotta put you

to bed at night.

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