My Sister Eileen Page #10
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- 1942
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for the way I acted.
That`s all right. Run right along.
Have a good time.
I mean for all the things I said
while the Wreck was living down here.
-Living down where?
-Down here.
Well, here goes the bridal bouquet.
Who`s gonna be next?
April fool.
Hey, Ruth, bring your pals up later
for a couple of snorts.
There may be some people dropping in here.
It looked like some kind of a parade.
Well, they`re people we met yesterday
under rather unusual circumstances.
Dad, Grandma!
Eileen, how did... What happened?
of the Portuguese merchant marine
and his cadets?
I am honored. I have come to right
a most disastrous wrong.
-What?
-That`s quite all right. Don`t mention it.
They say they are grossly sorry.
As for myself, I will take up at once
with the merchant marine
the question of reparation.
-Reparations?
-We wouldn`t think of it. Thanks.
But she has spent the night in jail.
-Jail?
-What?
And now, in grateful token,
I present to you the ribbon
of the Society of Mariners, second class.
I wonder what you have to go through
to get first class.
I beg your pardon, is it here that
these careless boys have lost their hats?
This is the place. Six caps coming up.
your good neighbors in Greenwich Village.
Thank you.
Hello!
Dad, you`ll just die laughing
when you hear what this is all about.
Yes, l`m sure he will.
Now, Walter, Walter, get hold of yourself.
Dad, it isn`t as bad as it sounds, honestly.
Don`t bother, Ruth.
You girls are coming home with me tonight.
-Home?
-I can explain the whole thing.
You can make your explanations
on the way back to Columbus.
-l`m going to get the bus tickets.
-Dad.
I`ll be right back,
and I want you to be ready to go.
Walter, it`s well known you`re a dodo.
Mother, l`ve heard the last from you
or any of you,
and so you don`t stay here and make
trouble, you`re coming along with me.
Why, Walter, l`m your mother. Let go of me.
-Walter, you`re just an old dodo.
-Well, there you are.
Old dodo.
Well, we might as well start packing.
Dad will be here any minute.
-l`m not going back.
-You`re not?
It isn`t fair, not when things are
just beginning to happen.
You`re right, Ruth.
Why, I just started to know people.
I`d have had a job in a week.
Well, two weeks at the most.
Why, I began to feel I could really write.
It`s true, the darn stuff didn`t click,
but for the first time,
I was sure I could fight it through.
I felt strong and confident.
Ruth, I want a career.
I may never feel this way again
as long as I live.
And if we go back to Columbus,
what will people say?
I`ll tell you what they`ll say.
They`ll say, ``Did you hear the dirt
about the Sherwood girls?
``On account of them,
we nearly had international complications.``
-lt`s awful.
-Ghastly!
No! We won`t go back.
We`ll stay right here and fight it out.
Won`t we, Ruth?
-Let`s start packing, Eileen.
-Packing?
Well, didn`t you just say
that you felt strong and confident?
Yes, yes, I said it, but what`s the use?
We were licked before we started.
Well, what did you have
to get me all worked up for?
I had to get it off my chest, didn`t l?
Well, it`s horrible.
That`s what it is, just horrible.
And after meeting the nicest person
we`ve ever met in our lives,
and the first person who really seemed
to care what happened to my career.
-Mr. Baker?
-Yes, Bob Baker.
Now, how am I going to call him up and say,
``Father is bundling me off home``?
Well, it really doesn`t make
any difference, Eileen.
We didn`t get to know him too well.
-What?
-I said...
I said, we`ve got to go home,
so it doesn`t matter now.
Why, Ruth, I never dreamed.
You like him, too.
-Strange as it may seem.
-Why, I never had any idea.
And me, that`s had no experience with men.
That`s bad, isn`t it?
It`s ridiculous. I`m just a goop.
Eileen, start packing.
Dad said he`d be back any minute.
Now, there, you see? Yes?
-Hello, Bob.
-Hello, Sherwoods.
-Packing? Why, what does this mean?
-We`re going home.
Yes, Father came.
He wants us to go back for a little while.
Yes, but wait a minute.
When are you coming back?
I don`t think we`ll ever be back.
We`re going home because
we`re a couple of flat-broke failures.
-Ruth.
-As a matter of fact, if Dad hadn`t shown up,
I guess we`d have had
to thumb our way back to Columbus.
-Now, that can`t be true.
-Oh, no?
I`ve got 3 extra pounds to prove it
from eating potatoes and spaghetti.
We can`t even buy that much now.
Well, you can buy a lot of spaghetti for $250.
It has your name on it.
$250.
It`s much too early in life
to begin accepting charity, Mr. Baker.
We won`t take it. That`s all there is to it.
Thank you very much.
I get it. You`re gonna read page 15
of this new issue of The Manhatter,
and you`re gonna hold us up?
I suppose you`re going to sue us
for almost $1 million.
Page 15? What`s on it?
```My Sister Eileen,` by Ruth Sherwood.``
``My Sister...`` Why, that`s me. That`s me!
Very clever, Miss Sherwood. Very clever.
This was printed without your permission,
so you`ve got me over a barrel.
Well, come on, what`ll you settle for,
1,000, 10,000, half a million?
Why, Ruth, that`s your story.
That`s your money.
No, Bob, we wouldn`t sue.
Why, $250 is just fine.
-Well, how did it happen?
-How do you think it happened?
And if you want to know, several people
that they consider this is
the best human interest story of the year.
Bob, and it`s all about me.
You are, by far and away, the best thing
in it. I hope you don`t mind, Eileen.
Mind? Why, l`m famous.
Now, come on,
are you going to accept this check,
-or am I going to have trouble with you?
-We`ll accept it.
Where the dickens is 233 Barrow Street?
How do you get into the place?
-That sounds like Mr. Craven.
-Here we go.
Where does that Sherwood girl live
around here anyway?
-Why, Mr. Craven.
-What? What do you want?
There you are. Who put this story in? You?
Yes. What about it?
I wanna talk to you, and to you,
Miss Columbus. I`ll be right down.
-How do I get into the place?
-You stay where you are.
The lady doesn`t want to see you.
I`ll be right up.
-Pardon me.
-Pardon me.
My dear young ladies,
Jenson just told me the sensational news.
I will not hear of your leaving.
Why, l`m sure
we can reach an understanding.
I`m sure you think so now, Mr. Appopolous.
But in the future, we certainly won`t be living
in a place where there are explosions
under the beds.
But wait. The blasting is over.
I just got a letter from the city.
Dreadfully sorry, Mr. Appopolous, but
somewhere uptown. A penthouse, perhaps.
Eileen, wait a minute.
What on earth are you talking about?
Well, darling, we`re certainly
not gonna go back home now.
Well, I guess we aren`t,
but what`s all this uptown talk about?
What do you think we`re going to do?
Spend a check for a month`s rent
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