Mr. Deeds Goes to Town Page #14

FIRST BODYGUARD:

Only it's all right. No matter

what we see - we don't see nuttin',

see?

LONGFELLOW:

(smiling)

That's going to be fun.

2ND BODYGUARD

Some people like it.

Longfellow glances around the room thoughtfully, then

continues:

LONGFELLOW:

Uh, will you do something for me

before we go out?

FIRST BODYGUARD:

Sure!

The first bodyguard eagerly takes out a pistol. The second

bodyguard slaps it away.

2ND BODYGUARD

(to first bodyguard)

Put that away, slug!

(to Longfellow)

At your service!

LONGFELLOW:

I got a trunk in that room. Will

you get it out for me?

2ND BODYGUARD

Certainly.

FIRST BODYGUARD:

With pleasure.

The two bodyguards accommodatingly enter a closet. The

moment they are gone, Longfellow closes the door calmly

and turns the key.

BODYGUARDS:

(ad-lib)

Hey, hey! We're your bodyguards.

You can't do this!

Longfellow whistles as he exits.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. FRONT OF HOUSE

MED. CLOSE SHOT

Longfellow comes out, glances over the horizon. The air is

filled with a slight drizzle and he sighs happily.

CUT TO:

INT. TAXI CAB

76. CLOSE SHOT

Babe and two photographers, Bob and Frank, are huddled

conspiratorially in the back seat of a taxi cab.

BABE:

(pointing)

There he is. Yep, that's him.

BOB:

That's who?

BABE:

Get the cameras ready and follow

me.

FRANK:

What are you going to do?

BABE:

Never mind. Follow me and grab

whatever you can get.

BOB:

I suppose it's going to be the

same old thing.

FRANK:

I tell you that dame's nuts.

BOB:

Right.

CUT TO:

EXT. FRONT OF HOUSE

MED. CLOSE SHOT

Longfellow is exiting front gate.

78. MED. SHOT

From his angle. Out of the shadows a girl comes into view

and staggers forward. She reaches a tree and clutches it

weakly. Then her strength failing, she crumples to the

ground.

MED. CLOSE SHOT

Longfellow's eyes widen in apprehension as he starts forward -

CAMERA FOLLOWING HIM. He reaches the girl and bending down,

lifts her head. We see it is Babe Bennett. Her eyes are

closed, apparently in a dead faint.

80. CLOSE SHOT - LONGFELLOW AND BABE - LOW ANGLE

Longfellow studies her face for a moment, then starts to

lift her. As he does so, her eyes open and she looks up at

him, feigning bewilderment.

LONGFELLOW:

You fainted.

BABE:

(feebly)

Oh, did I? I'm sorry . . .

She struggles to get to her feet.

81. WIDER ANGLE

Longfellow tries to assist her.

LONGFELLOW:

Can I help you?

BABE:

No, thank you. I'll be all right.

LONGFELLOW:

Look, this is my house. I'd like

to—

BABE:

Oh, no, really - I'll be all right.

LONGFELLOW:

What happened?

BABE:

Well, I guess I walked too much.

I've been looking for a job all

day. I found one, too. I start

tomorrow.

(backing away)

You've been awfully kind. Thank

you very much.

As she leaves him, Longfellow watches her, full of sympathy.

She takes a few steps and, again feigning weakness, falls

against the iron fence, clutching it. Longfellow rushes to

her assistance.

CLOSE TWO SHOT:

LONGFELLOW:

(looking around)

Hey, taxi!

CUT TO:

INT. TAXI CAB

83. CLOSE SHOT

BOB:

(to driver)

Hey, stupe! Follow that cab they

just got into, will you? Hurry up!

Step on it!

FRANK:

Come on, come on!

BOB:

Hurry up!

DISSOLVE TO:

INSERT:
AN ELECTRIC SIGN:

"TULLIO'S — EAT WITH THE LITERATI"

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. TULLIO'S

MED. CLOSE SHOT

A corner table, surrounded by ferns, at which Longfellow

and Babe sit. She's still eating.

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