My Sister Eileen Page #8

- Thanks for the fan.

- Its a special this week.

Youd be surprised

what a breeze that little thing gives off.

Everybody in the stores got a cold.

- Good night.

- Eileen...

I dont have many responsibilities.

I live alone, and Im pretty frugal.

- And...

- Yes, Frank?

- Ive saved a little money, and if I can help...

- Thank you, but we couldnt.

If you could just stay

just a little while longer...

Im sure something good would happen.

Something good just did happen.

Youre very sweet.

Good night.

Good night.

Gee, Eileen,

I wish you didnt have to go back to Ohio.

Its going to be just terrible

not seeing you in the drugstore anymore.

Besides...

next week weve got a special

on wedding rings.

I know how much you want a career, and

I wish you all the luck in the world, but...

If you said that Im the boy

What a lucky boy Id be

There might be greater joy

But if there is, you tell me

Theres nothing like love

When the dawn comes stealing

And suddenly the stars

Have lost their light

You look in her eyes and you sigh and say

Thanks for a wonderful night

But here I am with you

The moon is still above

And Im so aware that there is nothing

No, theres nothing like love

Were you there all the time?

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing

No, theres nothing

Like love

Whats going on out here?

- Hello, Wreck.

- This guy giving you any trouble?

No. Everythings just fine.

Im sorry we woke you up.

Thats all right.

If you need me, you just whistle.

I will.

Who is that?

Thats the Wreck. Mr. Loomis.

He lives upstairs.

Upstairs?

Why is he sleeping down there?

You see, his girls mother just got in town...

- and so he cant stay with her.

- Who?

With either one.

You see, his girl works nights...

and her mother doesnt know

theyre sharing the same apartment...

so hes staying down here with us. You see?

No. Not exactly.

- Are you inferring theres something wrong?

- Im not inferring anything.

I just didnt think that you and your sister...

- were quite that bohemian.

- Bohemian?

Why, Mr. Lippencott, llI have you know...

that we come from

a very fine old Ohio family...

and youve got a lot of nerve

thinking what youre thinking.

And I think youd better leave.

- Look, I didnt mean...

- You heard what the lady said. Get moving.

- Now, just a minute, sir.

- Here.

- Ruth?

- Yes, dear.

- I thought you were asleep.

- No.

Where have you been?

Whats the matter, honey?

- Whats wrong?

- Nothing.

Its just so silly.

You and Frank have an argument?

I thought he was so sweet...

and kind and considerate.

But hes not at all.

He practically accused me

of being a loose woman.

My date just took it for granted.

Your date?

Do you remember Mr. Baker?

Sure. He was the fat, bald-headed man

you said you didnt like.

Thats not exactly

an accurate description of Mr. Baker.

As a matter of fact...

hes beautiful.

For the first time in my life I met a man I...

And I thought he...

And I was wrong.

Honey, you didnt tell me. What happened?

He wants to buy one of my stories.

On conditions.

That mustve been awful.

It wasnt entirely his fault.

Your smart big sister

has been acting like the village idiot.

Oh, well.

It doesnt make any difference now.

Tomorrow well be on our way

back to Columbus.

- After tonight, I just dont care.

- Neither do I.

Any way you look at it, honey...

we just didnt make it.

Im sorry, honey.

Thats all right, Helen, baby.

- She up there?

- Yeah.

Im taking her to Grants Tomb.

Why dont you leave her there?

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Need any help?

- Not now, thanks.

When we finish packing, maybe you could

give us a hand with the bags.

- Sure, you just whistle.

- Thanks.

Its not going to be the same around here

without you two girls.

I wonder what people back in Columbus

are going to say?

If were lucky, theyll say hello.

I wish I hadnt made that crack

at the country club.

Which particular crack?

You know.

Ill never set foot in this town again

unless its on a personal appearance tour.

I keep thinking of Dad.

All those letters Ive written

saying how great we were doing.

Good morning, my dear young ladies.

Im here to take inventory.

Inventory?

Naturally, theres always

a slight possibility...

some item of value

might have been damaged.

Item of value?

Listen, Papa, I could work this dungeon

over with a sledgehammer...

and it wouldnt look different

from the day we moved in.

You said you were going to give us back

our money if we werent satisfied. Were not.

What are you talking about?

Who said such a thing?

I was one of the witnesses,

and I dont even remember.

And remember, you have until 5:00.

I wish I could stay till Fathers Day.

Id like to bust Papa right in the nose.

Sherwood residence. Miss Ruth Sherwood?

Whos calling, please?

Yes, shes here.

Just a minute. Wait a second.

Its Chick Clarks newspaper.

Mr. Baines, the city editor.

He wants to talk to you.

- What does he want?

- I dont know.

But if its a job, take it.

Its what we came here for.

Hello.

Yes, this is she. Her. She.

What?

Yes, Mr. Baines.

Yes, Mr. Baines.

Thank you, Mr. Baines. Thats wonderful.

Yes, of course. A pencil, paper, quick.

What is he saying?

Get it, over there. Just a minute,

llI be right with you.

Im all ready. I got it. What is that now?

Pier 63, Sands Street, Brooklyn.

Sure. I understand. Ill be there. All right.

I cant believe it.

- I cant believe it!

- What did he say?

Hes gonna give me a chance

to show what I can do.

- An assignment over in Brooklyn.

- Brooklyn? What happened there?

Theres a Brazilian training ship,

you know, like Annapolis.

And Im supposed to go

and get a human interest story.

How wonderful.

You see, Chick was some good after all.

Yes, I guess I owe Mr. Clark an apology.

I thought he was just trying

to get around you.

And I still think so.

Do you know how to get there

on the subway and everything?

- Yeah, I can handle...

- Whats the matter?

The address.

Pier 63, Sands Street, Brooklyn.

- Here. Goodbye, honey.

- Goodbye. Good luck.

Wreck!

Hold everything, Papa.

We may not be leaving.

Isnt it wonderful, Wreck?

Maybe we wont have to go away at all.

Thats great. Ill keep my fingers crossed.

Excuse me. Ill see you later.

Just a minute.

- Chick!

- Hi, baby.

Im so glad you came by.

I dont know how to thank you.

- I mean, about Mr. Baines and everything.

- Skip it.

Really. Its the most wonderful thing

that ever happened to us.

All right. How about getting some ice?

Well celebrate.

Ill get you some.

If Ruth does get the job,

how much will they pay her?

Theres no telling.

But lets forget about Ruth,

and get your career straightened out.

- Dont do that, Chick.

- Dont be nervous, baby. Relax.

Mr. Appopolous might be

showing the apartment.

So, we wont open the door. I went

through a lot of trouble to get you alone...

without that eagle-eyed sister

of yours around.

Now, wait a minute.

That phone call Ruth got

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