Next Time We Love

It's right down

this street here.

What's the name of the place,

buddy? The George Washington?

No. Martha Washington.

It's a hotel for women.

Oh, yeah?

There it is,

right where that light is.

Wait right here.

Will you call up Ms. Cicely Hunt and

tell her Mr. Tyler's here, please?

Just a minute, young man. Oh, no.

I'm in a hurry. She's waiting for me.

Cicely Hunt?

She's checked out.

Oh, well, there must be some mistake.

Will you ring her room anyway, please?

There's no one in her room.

She's checked out, I told you.

Oh, there's a young lady over there

seems to be waiting for somebody.

Cicely.

Hey, Cicely, darling,

you've got to wake up.

Hey, you've got a train to catch,

young lady. It leaves at 6:30.

Hmm?

Oh.

I'm sorry, darling. I hate to wake

you up. You looked so funny asleep.

Oh, porter, put those

in the taxi, will you?

Oh, I was having such a

nice dream. Yes, ma'am.

Thank you, sir.

Pennsylvania Station.

I meant to get up sooner, but our

city editor kept us all waiting around

for a flash on

Lindbergh's flight to Paris.

Oh, any word? No. He

hasn't been sighted yet.

I had to cover the story

about the referee

stopping the fight at the Polo

Grounds to pray for Lindbergh.

Pretty good yarn.

Front page? Well, I hope

to tell you the front page.

That's two front page

stories this week.

Pretty soon they'll be putting

your name on your stories.

Yeah.

This cab goes fast enough, but

that train will go a lot faster.

It's pretty awful, isn't it? Oh,

darling, don't talk like that.

"Parting is

such sweet sorrow. "

Whoever said that?

Juliet, I think.

A lot she knew.

I could have let you

dream a little longer.

I'm glad you didn't. It gives

us this many more minutes.

I'll meet you at the train,

boss. All right, fine.

It'll be weeks and weeks,

won't it, before we...

Oh, you'll be busy.

Yes. Junior prom with

little boys from Princeton.

Rehearsals for

The Merchant of Venice.

Student Council.

Well, anyway, there's just

one more year after that.

By that time, you'll be

wealthy and important.

A year and a half almost.

Time enough for you to meet girls

who've already gotten started,

newspaperwomen and artists and,

well, not just college girls.

Yes, and time enough for you

to meet a lot of college guys

who have time for weekends.

I don't mean that any more

than you meant what you said.

Chris, if you did meet a girl you

didn't have to wait for, I'd understand.

What would you understand? It

doesn't seem fair to you, that's all.

A girl away at college is such a

useless person to be in love with.

Darling, I think

you're very sweet

and understanding

about a young man's problems,

but do you mind very much

if I just go on loving you

and do without the artist or the

newspaperwoman or whatever she is?

If there was one, I'd come right

up and scratch her eyes out.

Trains for Manhattan Transfer.

Newark, Elizabeth,

Princeton Junction,

Trenton and Atlantic City.

All aboard!

We still have time.

Let's wait out here.

What'll I tell Ms. Dudley

about the dentist?

Dentist? That was my

excuse to come to New York.

Well, don't you have an old

inlay that looks like new?

Yeah. There's one looks like

it's been put in today.

Yeah?

Right there.

I put your bag under the third

seat, boss. Oh, fine. Here.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Well, I suppose there's some

satisfaction in doing what's sensible.

Yes. Particularly

when there isn't much choice.

You ought to do what I do.

When you get up in the morning, you

should say to yourself, "Day by day,

"in every way, I get sensibler

and sensibler. "

All aboard!

Cicely, darling, what would happen

if you didn't take this train?

Why? It wouldn't matter

if you wanted me to stay.

Now stay right there.

Stay right there.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

If there's anything

I object to

it's demonstrations

of affection in public places.

Me, too.

It's just one flight up.

The key.

Chris, I like this. I don't

really rate all this luxury.

I... I mean...

I mean bedroom

and sitting room.

They just let me have it while...

While the real tenant is away.

He's a foreign correspondent on

our paper, down in Mexico now.

What will you do

when he comes back?

Oh, well, they'll send him away

someplace else, Timbuktu or someplace.

Is that how newspaper

correspondents live?

Well, the successful ones do.

Lots of people who got famous afterwards

lived in this house, didn't they?

Important people.

Yeah. The landlady will tell

you all about them sometime.

She's the Italian woman

who lives in the basement

and cooks marvelous spaghetti

dinners for her favorite tenants.

Yeah. She'll tell you

all about them.

Oh, she'll tell you

about O. Henry.

He used to live

right here in this house.

You told me.

Oh.

Darling, I know as well as you

do we're making conversation

and doing it badly.

Never mind, let's go on.

Well, you might take off

your hat and coat.

I mean, I wouldn't take it

too seriously if you did.

I mean...

There really isn't very

much of a view from here,

but we have a very fine view of a

tree from this one over in there.

Oh, nice.

I can smell the North River

and almost see the ships.

Hey, Cicely, you're shaking.

No, I'm not.

Oh, my darling, say you're

glad and I'll be glad.

Or say you're sorry

if that's true.

I'll send you back to college

on the next train.

I'll think of some excuse

that will be all right.

I'm glad!

What made you decide

not to take the train?

You asked me not to. No. I

mean what made you say yes?

Oh, I made up my mind long ago I'd

say yes if you ever asked me to stay.

There's never been anyone

else for me. Nor for me.

Chris, I can't be...

I can't be sensible.

Not when you're

so close and I'm so happy.

Where do I sit? Here?

Just not too close.

Chris, just because I got off that train

this morning, I don't want you to think...

Well, I mean, it isn't

necessary... Think what?

Well...

Are you trying to tell me that

I don't have to marry you?

Why, darling...

Somebody has to be sensible.

A girl at 21 is older in

many ways than a man is at 25.

Oh, yeah? Yeah, I know all

about that superstition, Grandma.

If I were your grandmother,

you know what I'd advise you?

What big eyes

you have, Grandma.

I'm serious.

If I came to you and said,

"Grandma, I love this girl and I earn

$25 a week as a newspaper reporter,

"and I want to marry and live happily

ever after," do you know what I'd say?

No. What would you say,

Grandma?

I'd say, "It's the spring, my

son, nothing but the spring. "

The trouble with you, Grandma,

is you're old fashioned.

And the trouble with you,

Grandpa, is that I adore you.

There's somebody at the door.

Hey! Hey! Tommy, come here.

A friend of mine.

Cicely, this is Thomas Abbott.

Cicely Hunt.

He lives downstairs in front. He's in the

motion picture business and he's crazy.

How do you do, Tommy?

How do you do?

Hey, what are you doing out

at this hour in the morning?

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