Mr. Skeffington Page #5

but Fanny's treated me shabbily.

- In an underhanded way.

- I don't see where you come in.

You never stood a chance.

I'm the jilted one.

That's rich, you two.

I'm the one who's unhappy.

- I'm the one who has...

- You unhappy?

I notice you're starting in

on your third sandwich.

At least I didn't hog

the white meat.

- Wait...

- I only had one sandwich...

Wait a minute. It can't be that bad.

- White meat or dark?

- Dark or white, what's the difference now?

That must be Fanny.

Gentlemen, let me speak to her first.

And there's still some turkey left.

Hello.

Georgie, dear.

Well, I, for one, am delighted.

Why do you say, "I, for one"?

Thatcher's here,

Morrison's here, Conderley's here.

Congratulations, sir.

That idiot, Chester, is here.

The time I've had.

They're all eating cold turkey.

I've had to feed them,

but you're gonna console them.

Well, Job, in that case,

shall we get it over with?

I don't know if I'm up to it.

They're full of turkey. I'm not.

- Georgie, do you know where Trippy is?

- I haven't the slightest idea.

Good evening, gentlemen.

- Fanny.

- Fanny, dear.

I rather expected you'd all be here

to welcome me.

I don't believe you've ever met

Mr. Skeffington, have you?

Job, Mr. Conderley, Mr. Thatcher,

Mr. Forbish and Mr. Morrison.

- How do you do?

- Hello.

- How do you do, gentlemen?

- Fanny.

I see that George has done

very well by you.

- Fanny.

- Yes, Chester, darling?

- My sister come in, Soames?

- Yes. She's downstairs.

Now that you've finished the meat course,

perhaps I could get you some dessert.

- Excuse me, Morry.

- Fanny...

I'm afraid the best I can do

is canned peaches.

George, would you bring me

a can opener, please?

Well, if it isn't

Mr. And Mrs. Skeffington.

- Trippy, darling. Then you've heard.

- Of course.

Everybody knows about it.

It's in the papers.

Were we on the front page?

Not quite. You're listed

under "business transactions."

Trippy, you'd better go

up to your room.

Shame on you, boys.

Letting yourselves be outbid.

- Wait a minute. You're drunk.

- It's his fault I'm drunk.

When they read the news at the club,

they gave me credit.

- Oh, Trippy.

- Fanny, you'd better go upstairs.

Oh, I'm gonna be challenged.

He's gonna heave

his checkbook in my face.

You don't know what

you're saying.

I was the one who swindled you.

- Why did you put her in jail?

- Go upstairs.

- Leave me alone.

- You're a swine.

If he's a gentleman,

a swine is what I wanna be.

- Trippy, you're excited.

- Shut up.

You all make me sick to my stomach.

- Would you please excuse me?

- Fanny.

No, Job.

It's all right, George.

I don't know what you're gonna do,

but I'm gonna have another sandwich.

Trippy.

Trippy, how could you?

How could you?

Why didn't you tell me about this?

- I didn't even know you were seeing him.

- I was afraid to tell you, Trippy.

Because I knew how you felt about him.

But you're wrong.

He has character. And he's a...

Don't tell me you're in love with him.

I'm not drunk enough to bear that.

I'll tell you this much, Trippy.

You're safe now.

You don't have to worry

about anything anymore.

And you can spend

all the money you want to.

Oh, I see. It's me.

That's why you married him.

Trippy, I'm very fond of Job...

...but I love you.

Well, who said I was leading

a useless life?

I brought you two together, didn't I?

I played Cupid, didn't I?

Trippy, go down and apologize.

Apologize? I'll spit in his eye.

Trippy, listen to me. You're being

so stubborn, and you're wrong.

When you get to know Job, you...

I'm taking good care

I don't get to know him.

I'm going to Europe.

Europe? Well, isn't there a war on there?

That's it. This war's a godsend.

Give me something to do.

Trippy. Do you mean you're actually

going to fight?

What else do you do in a war?

Our country isn't at war.

Who will you fight for?

I haven't decided.

I might join the Germans.

- I'll toss a coin.

- Oh, Trippy, you're out of your mind.

And humiliated. And sick.

I hate him. I hate myself.

I'll send a boy from the club for these.

Trippy. If you love me at all,

you won't leave.

I love you very much...

...but I despise Mrs. Skeffington.

Trippy.

Trippy!

Trippy.

Fanny.

- Good evening.

- Good evening, Mr. Trellis.

Mr. Skeffington is waiting

for you, sir.

- In the library.

- Thank you.

- Hello, Job.

- Hello, George. You're late.

I wanted my flowers

to get here before I did.

- They're beautiful. Fanny was delighted.

- Good.

- You like a drink?

- Thank you.

A friend from a newsreel company

has sent over the latest war pictures.

- Would you like to see them?

- I should say I would.

- We'll look at them after dinner.

- Good.

- Job.

- Thank you, George.

Think Fanny will like it?

It's much too good for her.

- What did she give you for your anniversary?

- Cigarette holder. It's beautiful.

Even though I've given up smoking.

- Just we three for dinner?

- No. Probably Ed Morrison.

He barged in. He's upstairs.

- Doesn't he know it's your first anniversary?

- Oh, yes.

He chose this night especially to ask

for my wife's hand in marriage.

I sent him up to Fanny.

She makes all the domestic arrangements.

Your marrying Fanny

hasn't discouraged any of her suitors?

On the contrary.

Before they just wanted to marry her.

Now, they seem to feel

they have to rescue her.

Do you know she has to reject them all

on the average of about twice a month?

Not too firmly, I suppose.

The trouble with Fanny is,

she's soft-hearted.

She's so kind to them all.

So gentle and considerate.

And how has she been with you, Job?

She's been kind and gentle

and considerate.

That isn't quite what you want, is it?

I'm a very patient man, George.

I'll leave, but remember,

I haven't given up yet.

That would be Morrison. Thank you.

- This what you're looking for?

- Yes.

You're not going to let this

interfere with dinner.

This is no joking matter, Skeffington.

He'll be back in a couple of weeks.

- Hello, Georgie.

- Hello, Fanny.

Good evening, Job, dear.

Did Job tell you how delighted

I was with your flowers?

Yes, he did. Thanks.

Do you like my gown, Job?

You look beautiful, Fanny. Beautiful.

Thank you.

Fanny.

Job Skeffington.

You know, George, I keep forgetting that

Job can afford to give me things like this.

How very sweet of you, Job.

I'm simply famished.

- Soames, is dinner ready?

- Yes, madam.

One thing about these proposals,

they give Fanny a whale of an appetite.

"King and queen of England lay

cornerstone for new army hospital."

- He looks like a very nice man.

- He is.

"Kaiser and Field Von Marshall

Hindenberg inspect crack German..."

They all look exactly alike,

don't they?

I don't like the looks

of any of them, madam.

Just like a machine.

A friend was telling me they start them

goose-stepping when they're 2 years old.

No fooling.

"Another naval victory for the Allies."

Oh, how dreadful.

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