No Man of Her Own Page #2

That's funny. On the boat

coming back, too. Coincidence.

Oh, card game, eh? Didn't

know you like cards, Stewart.

Didn't see you touch them

on the boat.

I never play cards

with strangers.

You know those sharks

on ocean liners.

Beautiful crossing, wasn't it?

Smoothest sailing boat

I've ever been on.

Funny.

Doing nothing but bump

into old friends tonight.

Just ran across Morton

downstairs.

Morton? Really?

Just left here.

Yeah, he told me

you had a little card game.

Friends for years.

Well, Babe, you're not gonna

get away with it this time.

I've wised up Morton plenty

about you and your crowd.

I don't know what you're talking about.

But if you wanna make a pitch, go ahead.

Get someone to

book your charge.

I know how you work.

Morton won't stand front page stuff.

His daughter's being married next week.

But when I get through with

him, he'll be seeing it my way.

And I'll be seeing you.

So long.

Babe, sure wish you'd take me with you.

All right, all right, won't say it again.

I told you, I want you to keep your

eyes on Collins and your fist on Kay.

You really think

she'd go to the DA?

Well, unless she trips over a

new brand of kisses in a hurry.

I can't take a chance.

Well, heads a boat,

tails a train.

Train it is.

I never go back on a coin.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello? Mr. Collins to see Mr. Stewart.

(WHISPERING) Collins.

Ask him up.

Up?

Up.

Send Mr. Collins up.

Well, that's life.

Some go up,

while others go down.

Well, don't forget,

wire me where.

$2.60.

How long will it take?

Two and a half hours.

And what time is the train? 2:30,

track 90, right as you go out the door.

Glendale, one ticket, round

trip, please. Round trip.

(TRAIN HORN BLARING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello? Oh, hello, George.

Oh, I've been busy

leading my usual life of sin.

No, there's nothing wrong

'cause there's nothing right.

Well, what's been

happening exciting?

Did the drugstore get in the

banana-flavor ice cream yet?

No, no, I can't. I'm going up to

the lake. Oh, just a little holiday.

(SIGHS)

No, George,

I'm not sore at you.

I wish I were,

then there'd be some hope.

Sure, I like you, George.

But where do we go from there?

I'll see you sometime,

give me a ring. Bye.

MRS. RANDALL:

Well, I never. Such talk.

The lake, did you say?

Who all is going to the lake?

Oh, just the gang.

Well, you're not.

No daughter of mine.

It's ridiculous.

Bunch up there in the woods

overnight. No chaperone.

Drinking and who knows what?

It's dreadful.

Mother, I wish you were right,

but you're not.

I don't think

you ought to go, Connie.

Now, is that a way

to be firm with her?

She isn't going.

Mother, I've just got to

do something soon.

If this keeps up...

If what keeps up?

That's just it. Nothing.

Nothing ever happens.

Sometimes I go out in the woods and

scream, just to keep from bursting.

Just like her Aunt Hatty.

MR. RANDALL:

Oh, Hatty's all right.

Yes, I suppose she gets

those diamonds clerking.

Well, at least she gets them.

More power to her.

Oh, if I disappear someday, you'll know I

ran off with the first traveling salesman

that didn't have gold teeth.

Go to the movies.

He will not. Willie? Willie!

Ma, I bought you a lace frill.

I thought it'd help trim up

your black dress a bit.

Why, thank you, Connie.

Bye, Pa.

And I take back what I said

about the traveling salesman.

He can have false teeth

and wear a girdle.

Madam, you wanna make your little home

here in Glendale attractive, don't you?

I'm sorry, it can't be done.

But we...

But, madam, you don't

understand our product.

Sorry. Thank you.

Good morning.

WILLIE:
I'll bet you.

BOY:
All right, I'll bet you.

There, didn't I tell you?

It'll come next time.

Oh, you can't win

on this machine.

Now, wait a minute.

Just wasting your money,

mister.

Yeah?

(CLANKING)

Told you so.

Now put your nickel in.

Not gonna waste

any more of my money.

No, no, no, go on.

The next one's a jackpot.

All right, if I lose...

(COINS CLATTERING)

Oh, boy. Oh, boy. Oh, boy.

We ought to go whacks on that.

That's what you say.

Hey, come back here.

Hello, Connie.

Hello.

Hello, Connie.

Hello, George.

Thanks, George.

Who's the live wire?

That's Connie Randall,

the librarian. Cute trick.

But oh, boy, is she a handful.

Yeah?

Mattie, this gentleman

would like a book.

Right over there.

Thank you.

Name?

Jerry Stewart.

Address?

Palace Hotel.

Will you remain here long?

Well, that all depends.

References?

Ask anybody.

Do I have to get through

all this to get a book?

Well, you see,

it's only a matter of...

Or you can make a deposit.

$2, which will be refunded

when you return the book.

Thank you.

Here's your card.

And thank you.

Are you familiar

with the library?

No.

Well, then,

if you'll follow me...

What kind of book

do you want?

I don't know.

What could you suggest?

Well, there's poetry.

Well...

Drama?

No.

Fiction?

No.

Well, would you like

Shakespeare?

Oh, Shakespeare's all right,

but you know how it is.

Some nights you just

don't feel like Shakespeare.

No.

Do your eyes bother you?

No, why?

They bother me.

What kind of a book

would you like?

Do you keep Einstein?

Now tell me, do you

really want a book or...

Sure, sure, I want a book.

History of France... No.

Junior Classics... No, no.

Between Two Thieves...

Mister... Whatever

your name is. Stewart.

Stewart. I'm sorry,

I'm very busy.

I'm sorry, too.

You'll find everything you want,

and if you don't find what you want,

you can call me, and I'll

come try and take care of it.

Miss Randall, can I

have the key to... Yes.

(IMITATING CHILD) Oh, Miss Randall,

can I have that book up there?

History?

Well, that blue.

The Land of Romance?

Oh, no, no, no. That blue.

The British Isles?

No, no.

Are you showing me a grand time, mister,

or are you showing me a grand time?

(CHUCKLING)

No. Oh, excuse me.

I refuse to.

But you're the librarian.

You've got to tell me

what time you close.

Stick around and find out.

All right. That's a date.

Just the New York cowboy,

aren't you?

Passing through and giving the

little small-town girl her big moment.

You'd be lovely to have around, just to

sprinkle the flowers with your personality.

That twinkle in your eye.

Wrap it up for me, will you?

You could be nice,

try it sometime.

I'd even be nice,

if you liked it.

You write the words

and the music, don't you?

Clever girl.

Yes, I thought

I told you that.

Oh, I forgot to mention. My father

is a farmer with a long beard.

Well, of course you knew that.

Bring the Brooklyn Bridge over.

I'm sure you can sell it to him.

You are a salesman?

Mmm-hmm.

Oh, really?

Oh, no, no, no,

I was only kidding.

Say, look. See you at 9:00.

Sure of yourself, aren't you?

I wouldn't be

if I was sure of you.

I have a date.

I have a steady date every

night, my bed. That's Glendale.

Ra-ra-ra.

It's the freshest specimen that

ever stepped in this library,

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