Mr. Deeds Goes to Town Page #9

COBB:

(rising)

I'll tell those mugs to keep their

shirts on, that you'll be right

down.

LONGFELLOW:

Thanks

(suddenly)

Oh, did you send that telegram to

Jim Mason?

COBB:

Jim Mason? Oh, yeah. Yeah. No, I

didn't send it. I've got it written

out, though. Here it is.

(reaches into his

pocket and reads)

"Arthur's been with the Tallow

Works too long. STOP. Don't think

we should fire him. Longfellow."

LONGFELLOW:

Fine. Send it right away. I don't

want him to fire Arthur.

COBB:

Oh, sure. Sure. We don't want to

fire Arthur.

LONGFELLOW:

He was the last baby my father

delivered, Arthur was.

CEDAR:

I think you ought to give this

matter some thought, Mr. Deeds.

LONGFELLOW:

Huh?

CEDAR:

I mean, about the Power of Attorney.

LONGFELLOW:

Oh, yes. Yes, I will.

Cobb has stalled long enough to hear Longfellow's decision

before he goes out of the room.

LONGFELLOW:

I'll give it a lot of thought.

There was a fellow named Winslow

here a little while ago, wanted to

handle my affairs for nothing too.

It puzzles me why these people all

want to work for nothing. It isn't

natural. So I guess I'd better

think about it some more.

51. MEDIUM SHOT

Longfellow, Cedar and the two tailors.

TAILOR:

That's that.

LONGFELLOW:

You go to an awful lot of work to

keep a fellow warm, don't you?

TAILOR:

Yes, sir.

A butler enters again.

BUTLER:

A Mr. Hallor to see you sir.

CEDAR:

(quickly)

Did you say Hallor?

BUTLER:

Yes, sir.

CEDAR:

Well, don't let him in.

LONGFELLOW:

Why not? Who is he?

CEDAR:

A lawyer representing some woman

with a claim against the estate.

(to butler)

Tell him to see me at my office.

LONGFELLOW:

Well, if he has a claim, we'd better

see him.

(to butler)

Send him in.

The butler disappears.

CEDAR:

He's capable of causing you a lot

of trouble, Mr. Deeds.

LONGFELLOW:

How can he make any trouble for

me? I haven't done anything.

The butler reappears, followed by Hallor. The minute he

appears, Cedar speaks up belligerently.

CEDAR:

I thought I told you to take up

this matter with me, Hallor.

MED. CLOSE GROUP SHOT

HALLOR:

I'm a little tired of being pushed

around by you, Mr. Cedar - I don't

care how important you are.

(to Longfellow)

Mr. Deeds, I represent Mrs. Semple.

LONGFELLOW:

(eyebrows raised)

Mrs. Semple?

HALLOR:

Yes. Your uncle's common-law wife.

She has a legal claim on the estate.

CEDAR:

We'll let the courts decide what

her legal position is.

HALLOR:

You wouldn't dare go into court

with a case like this - and you

know it!

He turns to Longfellow, who has listened to them studyingly.

HALLOR:

I leave it to you, Mr. Deeds. Can

you conceive of any court not being

in sympathy with any woman who

gave up the best years of her life

for an old man like your uncle?

LONGFELLOW:

What kind of wife did you say she

was?

HALLOR:

Common-law wife. On top of that,

there's a child.

LONGFELLOW:

A child? My uncle's?

HALLOR:

Yes, sir.

LONGFELLOW:

That's awful. The poor woman should

be taken care of immediately.

HALLOR:

(pleased)

I'm glad to see you're willing to

be reasonable, Mr. Deeds.

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