My Favorite Wife Page #7

I see.

What's that?

I'll have no violence in my courtroom.

Twenty-five dollars, and it was worth it.

And all I have to say to you is that as far

as I'm concerned you're legally dead.

- If Your Honor please...

- No...

- Well, Ellen, see you at the boat, 9:00.

- What boat?

We're not interested in man-made laws,

but there's a law of the jungle.

When a man finds his mate,

he doesn't have to think it out.

- Goodbye, Eve. Until tomorrow.

- Goodbye, Adam.

Just a moment!

And it's all right if you bring the kiddies.

Kiddies?

In all my experience on the bench, I have...

I'll have to study the brief.

Then I'll render my decision.

- Yes.

- Quiet.

- Despite his decision, I'm getting a divorce.

- Quiet!

- If you think you're taking the kids...

- Your nose.

- If you think you're gonna...

- Hold your head back.

You had it coming to you.

You know that, don't you? That's terrible.

If you think you can take the kids

to a fever-ridden pesthole...

Well, what's your offer?

I thought you could take the kids to the

mountain house until the gossip dies down.

Oh, you did?

And what are you going to do?

I thought I might go on one

of those 60-day cruises...

...so I can think it out calmly, rationally.

And you might forgive me? ls that it?

- Well, no, it isn't that...

- I'll think about it too, calmly and rationally.

Only it won't take me 60 days.

I can do it in 60 minutes.

Hold your head back. Way back.

Now, there's a mess!

Never mind that!

I can't read a wet brief.

You know what?

- Where's that thing?

- Gavel?

Court's adjourned!

Harvard man.

- Why don't you let me finish?

- Sixty days...

- Goodbye, Phillip.

- Goodbye, ma'am.

All aboard?

Don't forget the blankets if it gets cold.

- Goodbye!

- Bye!

Hey, hey, hey! Whoa!

- What's the matter?

- Wait a minute.

You can't drive that car.

You haven't got a license.

Think I want you arrested,

the kids picked up?

All right, I'll get Phillip to take us.

That won't be necessary.

Tim, get in the back. I'll drive you.

Where to?

To the mountains.

- The mountains?

- Mountains.

Oh, of course.

Hi, Mr. Arden. Evening, ma'am.

- Good evening.

- Hello!

I got that call.

You'll find everything all right.

- I'm hungry!

- We'll have dinner in a few minutes.

Will you be staying long?

No, Mr. Arden is going right back.

Going on another vacation?

That's right.

- Going to Yosemite Falls again?

- No!

You don't have to get sore.

I just asked you a question.

- Well, thanks very much, Nick.

- That's all right.

Bye.

Goodbye.

It's gonna be dark going down

on those hairpin turns.

But you're such a good driver.

I'm not worried about it.

I don't think there's much fog.

There isn't any.

Bye.

Bye. Oh, Ellen, I forgot...

Look, when are you gonna tell

the children that you're their mother?

I don't know. It may be a little difficult.

After all, they've gotten along

pretty well without me.

You could've made it easier, broken the ice.

I don't know how they'll take it from me.

If you feel that way,

I'll go and tell them now.

No, you can't do it like that.

Would it help if I wrote a letter?

That would be nice, yes.

"Enclosed, please find your mother."

No, this is my problem.

I'll see how I get along with them.

If the right time comes, I'll know it,

and if it doesn't, I'll know that too.

You don't want to give them a shock.

At their age, the mind is sensitive.

We don't know what it's all about...

- ...when we're that young.

- No, but we do when we grow up, don't we?

Sure. With maturity,

the mind can stand anything.

Practically anything.

- Goodbye.

- Bye.

If she's our mother, what's Daddy?

- Our father.

- Are you sure?

Sure. What else could he be?

I don't know.

Nobody ever tells me anything.

What are you two little monkeys

talking about?

- Nothing. Nothing.

- Nothing at all.

Oh, I love this place.

I used to come up here all the time.

With our mother?

And your daddy.

- We used to have a lot of fun.

- The three of you?

Well...

What do you want for dinner?

By the way...

...was our mother good-looking?

Well...

Most people thought...

That is, some people...

I don't know.

I just thought I'd ask. You see,

we don't know very much about her.

Listen...

...suppose your mother didn't drown.

Suppose she came back.

- You mean, like a miracle?

- Yes.

Suppose she were right here in this...

What would you do?

Look here.

You know, don't you?

Sure.

Well...

How do you do, Mother?

How do you do?

How do you do?

Well...

Don't you think...

...it's about time somebody...

...started kissing somebody?

Oh, darling.

How did you find out?

Come on, tell me. Come on.

I had a flat.

- Daddy.

- Hello, Dad.

I was going along, and:

- Come on, children, upstairs.

- Why?

- You've got to mind me now.

- I forgot.

Go wash up.

I'll call you when dinner's ready.

Why don't you stay for dinner?

Yeah, then we can all

try out mother's cooking.

You told them, huh? Oh, that's great!

- You know, I was wondering...

- What about the spare tires?

No air in them.

- Do you wanna phone the garage?

- Can't. The wires are down.

You see, there's been a landslide.

The road is blocked.

Probably won't be able

to use the phone until morning.

It's fixed.

- Hello?

- Hello, Ellen?

I have some good news for you.

There was a call

from Judge Bryson's office.

They said that Nicky's

annulment has been filed...

...and that you've

been declared legally alive...

...and you owe him $50.

You and Nicky are husband and wife again.

You can just pick up where you left off.

Goodbye.

Who was that?

They just phoned to say...

...the road is open.

Well, it's no use. I'm out of gas.

You seem to be out of everything but ideas.

May I stay?

Yes, you can stay for dinner.

Thanks.

I always sleep well up here.

Let's see. I wonder where.

The children have their room,

and our room becomes my room.

Looks like you draw the attic.

Attic?

It's perfect for thinking things out.

Mama.

Yes?

- What's the matter?

- You were right.

It's perfect for thinking.

No good for sleeping, though.

I'm sorry.

- You hungry?

- No. Why? Are you?

No.

Thought maybe you were hungry.

No.

- Nice mattress, eh?

- Yes.

The one upstairs is nothing like that.

All right.

Take it up with you.

Thanks.

That's very nice of you.

Sorry to disturb you like this.

It wasn't very comfortable up there.

Thank you.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Oh, Nick.

Put out the light, will you, please?

Oh, sure.

- What on earth?

- Doesn't fit.

Is that all?

Hope I didn't frighten you.

I didn't mean to.

You didn't frighten me.

Are you comfortable?

Very.

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

Oh, look, Ellen, what's the use?

You know how I feel.

I could think about it till doomsday.

I'm stuck.

I don't care what happened,

I don't care what people say.

I was always mad about you,

and I always will be.

Does that help any?

Yes.

No. No, you better go on your cruise.

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