Never Say Die Page #3
- Year:
- 1939
- 82 min
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but poor scrub farmers.
and got to wearin' shoes...
you've been gettin'
mighty nose-high, Pa.
You're goin'
back home a princess,
just like I told 'em.
By hooky, they'll let me
into the country club
and everything then.
I'll show 'em!
That bunch always
lookin' down on me.
If they could only
patch up a man...
as easily as they can
a bicycle tire.
[Loud Pop]
[Laughing]
Imagine me laughing
in my condition.
and that's my final say!
I won't.
I won't, I won't,
I won't, I won't!
I'll... I'll run away.
I'll... I'll do
something desperate.
Hey!
Jeepers, that girl!
Mr. Kidley! No!
Oh!
Help! Help!
Oh! Wait!
Careful!
Help!
Why, you...
- Oh, Miss, please!
- I'll save you. Take it easy.
Let me, sir!
Let me, please!
Oh, darn fool.
Oh! Oh!
Get her! Save her!
Get her!
Hey, wait a minute!
Wait.
Are you all right?
Oh! Oh. Oh.
Oh, say!
Oh, thanks.
You saved my life.
Well, why did you do it?
Why didn't you
let me alone?
You-You can't
even swim.
Apart from his morning tub,
Miss, he's never been
in the water in his life.
Well, then,
why did you do it?
It was marvelous...
I mean, wonderful...
[Sobbing]
But why did you do it?
Well, you see, l...
Any man would have
done the same.
I couldn't get
the inner tube
off my neck, sir.
Look. Look, you.
You...
Don't you ever do
anything like that...
no matter what
your troubles are.
This world's a pretty nice
place to live in.
Think of the sunshine,
and the bees...
and the butterflies
and the breeze and the...
and the...
What's that thing
about the cup?
"Come fill the cup.
The bird's on the wing."
Yeah, you see?
The bird's on the wing.
What bird?
Well, uh...
What bird, Jeepers?
Just a figure of speech, sir.
Come along, sir.
We mustn't precipitate
your demise. Pneumonia!
Come on.
You're liable to catch
your death of cold if you...
Oh, me.
[Coughs]
[Barking]
I just wish
you knew my Henry.
He's so big, and strong
and-and cute.
Why, he'd do
anything for me.
You know,
when we were kids, he...
he ate a beetle, just
'cause I asked him to.
Sounds like a handy fella
to have around a garden.
Yeah, but that's
all over with now.
At 4:
00 I'vegot to marry Smirnov.
Yeah, but this is 1939.
You don't have to go around
jumping off bridges.
You don't know Pa.
But what are my troubles
compared to yours?
I mean, you being
a human dog and everything.
Yeah. Acidatus Canis.
You know, while we're
sitting here, Mickey,
you know what I'm doin'?
Uh-uh.
I'm digesting myself.
Huh?
Bones and all.
I'm getting smaller
and smaller.
First a pygmy,
then a radiator ornament...
then a watch charm,
and finally... pfft.
Just a memory.
I'm the last
of the vanishing Americans.
Oh, I feel so sorry
for you, Mr. Kidley.
Oh, thanks, Mickey.
Nobody else cares.
Why, even the hotel people
asked me to move.
Afraid I might give
the hotel a bad name.
Told me to go to some
other place and die.
Oh, I wouldn't
be afraid of them.
I'd do it right here
in this room,
if I wanted to.
Oh, gee.
You're a nice girl, Mickey.
I like you...
and I like Henry too.
You do?
Jeepers.
Yes, sir?
Another glass.
Another glass,
Jeepers.
For you.
Oh, thank you, sir.
Let's drink to Henry.
Munch?
Munch.
Munch.
[Telephone Rings]
That couldn't be Pa,
could it?
The Kidley suite.
[Kidley]
Who is it?
It's the "Arko-may."
Holy mackerel!
What does she want?
It's about
your nuptials, sir.
She wants to know
if you're dressed.
Tell her no.
Tell her anything.
Tell her I'm not dressed,
not even my socks.
You see, Mrs. Marko,
Mr. Kidley is
a little delayed.
No, not decayed, madam,
delayed.
[Marko]
And I want him to be
ready for the ceremony!
What'd she say?
What'd she say?
She says you'd better
be ready darn soon, sir...
and I didn't like
the way she said it.
Well, Jeepers...
Jeepers, do something.
Think of something.
Yeah!
What's the matter?
What's the matter?
She... Mrs. Marko,
she shoots her husbands.
She pushes them
off mountains and...
and I've got
to marry her at 3:30.
But you don't have
to marry her, do you?
I don't, huh?
She's the Olympic
pistol champion.
I can't get out of this
any more than you can.
I mean, we're
in the same fix.
Oh, why didn't you
let me stay in the water?
I was just beginning
to do all right.
All she wants
is my money.
She's my Smirnov.
Hey, wait a minute.
There's an out.
There's an out
for both of us.
You mean we should
jump back into the...
No! Listen carefully.
We only have
a few minutes.
Yeah?
How would you
like to marry me?
How would l... What?
You've had too much
of that spider juice, sir.
No, I haven't.
But I can't marry you.
Yes, you can.
Here, put this on.
It throws everybody
for a loss.
It puts the prince
behind the eight ball...
and the pistol champion
in the side pocket.
But what about Henry?
Well, that's it.
I can die in peace,
and as soon as I'm gone
you can marry Henry...
and I'll leave him
barrels of money.
He can buy
a thousand buses.
Yeah, that's...
Oh, but I don't love you.
I mean, I don't even
know you, well,
good, you know.
I don't love you either.
That makes it perfect.
But why should you
do all this for me?
Well, in the first place,
I've never done anything
for anybody.
In the second place,
it helps me too.
And in the third place...
Oh, well, I don't know.
But-But, you can't...
No buts. You leave
everything to me.
All right, I will.
And I'll leave
everything to you.
Highness.
[Man]
Ah, gentlemen!
Your Highness, I wouldn't
have missed your wedding
for the world.
Gentlemen,
you all know Kretsky.
There he stands,
an eloquent picture
of his mission.
The bulge
in his right pocket:
My unpaid notes.
In his left pocket:
My bad checks.
The hollow in the middle
is Kretsky.
Your Highness
has saved me words.
Unless the bulge
in my left pocket...
is made good immediately
after the ceremony...
Your Highness will
have the opportunity...
of entertaining the police
with his priceless humor.
Kretsky,
I intensely dislike
you and your bloodhound...
continually sniffing
at my heels.
We are sniffing
for 200,000 samelkas
in bad checks.
Kretsky, I have told you,
you will be paid...
when I get my dowry...
after the wedding.
Oh, pardon me,
Your Highness.
I'm terribly sorry.
[Laughs]
I, uh, I nearly
ran over you.
Pardon me,
Your Highness.
I will forgive you
if you make me
a good wedding.
[Laughs]
Excuse me, sir.
Are you the mayor?
Uh, what is it?
Could I speak to you
for a moment, sir?
Just one moment.
Will you pardon me.
Your Highness, pardon me.
What is it?
There's a certain
young party, sir.
She wants
to get married.
Well, uh...
A scullery maid, sir,
and the butler
in the same house, sir.
No, I can't do it.
I'm afraid they'll elope
unless we do something, sir.
You know,
what with springtime
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