My Sister Eileen Page #7

Its after 3:
00.

Thats why Ive got my shoes off.

Im tippy-toeing.

I dont care. You put your shoes on.

That makes a grand total of...

$27.52...

half of which is...

- What is it?

- Look at the bandstand.

They have concerts here

every Tuesday night during the summer.

Its just like Kiplinger Park in Columbus.

Ruth used to play the cymbals

in the high school band.

- No.

- Yeah.

Best little cymbal player in Kiplinger High.

Eileen was a drum majorette.

Really? I played second trombone

at East Denver.

I was the ill wind that never blew good.

- How about you?

- I never played anything but the races.

Its about time you learnt. Come here.

You can play this.

- What is it?

- What does it look like? Lts a bass fiddle.

- Of course, how stupid of me.

- Eileen, did you bring your drum?

- I never leave the house without it.

- How about you? Lets hear a few notes.

Its beautiful.

Sound your A.

Drum.

Trombone.

Ready?

One, two, three.

Give me a band

And my baby

And an orchestration full of syncopation

With a sensational beat

Give me that band and my baby

Lordy, thats perfection,

Tell it, rhythm section

I have no objection to heat

Give me that sound

That makes a gal and her fellow yell

Hot diggity dog!

I adore those croony, swoony baritones

But tonight I want to jump

To trumpets and saxophones

Professor, I dont mean maybe

When I shake a footsie

With my tootsie-wootsie

I could dance from here

To dear old Dixieland

Baby, give me my baby

And a band

Once more, everybody.

Once again.

Give me that sound

That makes a gal and her fellow yell

Hot diggity dog!

I adore those croony, swoony baritones

But tonight I want to jump

To trumpets and saxophones

Professor, I dont mean maybe

When I shake a footsie

With my tootsie-wootsie

I could dance from here

To dear old Dixieland

Baby, give me my baby

And a good old ragtime

Give me some ragtime

Red-hot ragtime band

Thank you.

- Did you finish it?

- I think its delightful.

Yeah, so do I.

But do you think its possible?

You mean, the girl in the story

and the author are one and the same?

- Yeah.

- Offhand, Id say no.

But then you never can tell

about us women. Why?

I think she kind of likes me.

I mean, why else would she try

and convince me...

shes the belle of the ball, you see.

It could be she just wants

to get her story published.

No.

- Do you think so?

- You never can tell about us women.

See if you can get her on the phone for me.

- Hello.

- Well, hello.

You and your friends

have a nice time last night?

- Yes. Wonderful.

- Good.

By the way, who was the beautiful blond?

Her. Shes a friend of my friends friend.

I was wondering.

Are you busy for dinner tonight?

Tonight?

I do want to talk to you about your stories...

and I know you must be awfully sick

of nightclubs by now.

So I thought it would be nice

if we just had a quiet dinner. At my place.

I think that would be charming.

Wonderful. Ill pick you up around 7:00.

No, dont do that. Ill be uptown anyway.

Whats the address?

Excuse me. Just a minute.

Yes? What is it? Yes.

Ive got it. Yes, thank you.

Ive got it. Goodbye.

- Another guy for Eileen?

- Not if I can help it.

- Which way you want these pleats turned?

- Toward Mecca.

Twice.

- Have some more coffee.

- No, thanks.

- No? A little bit of brandy.

- Yeah, I think Id like that.

- Excuse me.

- Ill clear the dishes.

Thats all right. Leave them.

Here. Put them right down there.

- I dont mind.

- Dont bother yourself. Its not necessary.

I do it at home all the time.

Thats all right, the maid comes in

in the morning.

Have a seat.

- You know, youre a wonderful cook.

- Thank you. Just one of my hobbies.

Im glad you like spaghetti.

Thats my favourite dish. As a matter of fact,

I dont think I could live without it.

I have to make a confession.

I buy my sauce

down at Papa Grenuccis on the corner.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

By the way, I did some work

on that story that you liked.

I think I improved it a little bit.

- Would you like to read it?

- Id love to. Later.

I dont want to force the issue...

but somethings come up that may make it

necessary for me go to back to Columbus.

Come on. Lets not talk about business now.

When do you think you could let me know?

Maybe tomorrow.

Maybe tonight.

You know, I can certainly see...

how you wrapped all those men

around your little finger.

Bob, Id like to explain about that.

Theres nothing youve to explain

about that.

Thats just something

with which you were born.

Ruth, you know, you and I

could have a wonderful time together.

I mean, youre so intelligent,

you have such a great sense of humour...

and youre well-read, appealing.

Best of all, you dont want to get married.

Yes, of course. My career.

I may be taking an awful lot for granted...

but by now, you must know

that youre very attractive to me...

and I only hope

that Im a little bit attractive to you.

Yes, certainly. You are.

Lets drink to it.

To us.

Its bigger than you and me

Its mad and yet its right

One mad unforgettable night

Is worth a lifetime of dreams

Wed be fools to fight it

Its bigger than both of us

Its fate, it had to be

Keep the moment tender

Why wait, lets surrender

Its bigger than you and me

Bigger

Mad

The wildest

What do you say, baby

Its worth a lifetime of dreams

And wed be fools to fight it

Its bigger than both of us

Its fate

It had to be

Keep the moment tender

Why wait, lets surrender

Its bigger than you and me

You sure you wouldnt like

to read the story now?

I know youll like the construction

better than the way that it was constructed.

Now the construction is motivated by

the characters reaction to the motivation...

You know, you couldnt make things happen

if they wouldnt, and vice versa...

Why wait, lets surrender

Its bigger than you

And me

Are you sure you want to publish my story,

or is this a package deal?

Dont be so naive. Im no different

than any of the other men in Eileens life.

Come on, twist me around your little finger.

Come on, twist.

Slow down.

- Youve got the wrong idea about Eileen.

- I have?

There may have been

a lot of men in her life...

but she never handled them

the way you seem to think she did.

- Didnt she?

- No, she didnt she.

If you think youre going to stuff me...

and hang me in your office

with the rest of your trophies...

- youre fishing in the wrong stream.

- Wait a minute. I just want to explain.

Thanks for the dinner and the floorshow,

but the prices are ridiculous.

Wait. Please.

The least you can do

is let me drive you home.

No.

Look, I dont blame you

for thinking that I more or less...

- Give me a dime.

- What? Give you a dime? What for?

- For the subway.

- Come on. Ruth, this is so silly.

I just wanted to... Ruth.

Do you really think

youll have to go back home?

Lm afraid so.

Unless something happens tomorrow.

I guess Id better go in.

I have to get up early

and make the rounds again.

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