Old Acquaintance

- Afternoon, Mrs. Abbott.

- How do you do?

- Hiya, Preston.

- Hello, Charlie.

Say, these things really travel, don't they?

You need any help?

- Thanks.

- How's the building business?

- Fine, if I ever get back to it.

- Here, don't forget this.

Say, my paper wants to get

a photograph of Katherine Marlowe...

- and I was told Millie might have one.

- Dozens of them.

- They're old friends, I hear.

- Millie says so.

And I understand she gonna stay

with you folks.

- You're telling me?

- And they say she's something.

There's a big story in the paper about it,

and every seat in Town Hall has been sold.

Everybody's talking about it.

Now, for goodness sakes, Kit,

don't miss the train.

Remember, you're a celebrity.

- Is that Miss Marlowe?

- Oh, Kit, it's going to be wonderful...

seeing you again.

I'm having a big party for you.

- What train is she taking?

- What train are you taking?

- The 11:
05.

- 11:
05.

Everybody's coming. And darling,

do you realize how long it's been?

It's been years.

And, oh, Kit, I've something wonderful

to tell you, about me.

Just a moment, darling.

What is it, Charlie?

If that's Miss Marlowe, I wanna talk to her.

Kit, there's a reporter here

from The Daily Journal...

who wants to speak to you.

Just a moment.

Hello, Miss Marlowe.

What about your next book? Any news?

Anything special you'd like to have us say?

$1.50 a minute? Oh, it's long distance.

Oh, I'm sorry, excuse me,

I didn't know. Goodbye.

Wait. Kit, what I wanted to tell you was,

I'm going to have a baby.

Kit. Hello? Hello? Kit.

Oh, she's hung up.

- Charlie.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

Say, how about a picture of her, Millie?

Can you spare one?

Oh, of course. I've lots of them.

I knew you'd want it,

so I got it all picked out.

- Well, haven't you got one of her alone?

- I don't think so.

What about this...

Well, I looked all through,

but I couldn't find a single one.

You see, all through school and afterward,

until she moved to New York...

we were absolutely inseparable.

From the first day we met,

our lives, our thoughts, our feelings were...

- Inseparable.

- That's it.

- The book's dedicated to me, you know?

- Yeah, I know.

Well, thanks, Millie.

I'll cook up a real story.

- Fine.

- Where do you want these, Millie?

Just a moment, dear. Will you be at

the station in the morning, Charlie?

- Oh, sure.

- Don't forget, the 5:11.

- No, 11:
05.

- Oh, yes.

Oh, I hope she didn't miss the train.

- Why should she miss it?

- You don't know Kit Marlowe.

There you are, sir.

She did miss it. Oh, Charlie, what'll I do?

I could kill her.

Well, let's have a look. You take this coach

and I'll take that one. Come on, Frank.

- All aboard!

- I knew this would happen.

Excuse me.

Kit!

- Kit! Kit! You're here.

- Oh, are we?

Well, come on.

- Oh, Kit, how like you.

- We're leaving!

It's a good thing I came in here.

You'd have slept right through

your own hometown.

- Home.

- Oh, Kit.

Hello, Millie.

- Well.

- Well.

- Where's the rest of your luggage?

- That's all there is.

Toothbrush, pajamas and a clean pair of...

Oh, hello, Charlie. This is Charlie Archer.

He's on the paper.

- He came down to meet you.

- Oh, has he? How very nice.

Remember me? $1.50 a minute?

- Long distance?

- Of course.

We'd like to get a picture, Miss Marlowe.

Do you mind?

- Not at all.

- Not from the back, Frank. That's Frank.

- Hello, Frank.

- Come on, jump right up here on this cart.

- Oh, not that, Charlie.

- Why not? She's gonna look swell.

Now, just kind of lean on that box there.

Get the Brownie ready, Frank.

Now, give a smile for the folks. That's it.

Hold it.

Hey! Where you going with that?

Wait a minute. Hold it!

- There she is!

- There she is, girls!

Excuse me, lady.

Are you Katherine Marlowe?

- Yes.

- I'm Margaret Kemp.

How do you do?

We represent a newly formed

Katherine Marlowe Club at the college.

You know, your book

has caused something of a stir among us.

- Oh, has it?

- Oh, it certainly has.

Now, we're gonna have a debate today

for an hour, after your lecture.

- You've got to be there to defend it.

- Defend what?

Well, never mind.

We'll tell her all about it at lunch.

- Yes, but...

- But you can't. Luncheon's at my home.

- Don't be silly, lady.

- Oh! Don't you do that!

Put her down! Kit! Kit!

You can't do this. Get down from there.

You're my guest.

Millie, join the Katherine Marlowe Club.

- Did you do this?

- No, but I got a good story.

- Did you get her?

- I got her.

- No, I mean Miss Marlowe.

- Kit! Kit, you come right back here!

- Bye!

- I can't!

- What? Oh, how do you keep your job?

- Oh, get off my car! Get away from me!

- Why don't you go back to school?

- I ain't got a shot... I only got a shot...

- Oh! My chickens! This is the milk!

- What do you mean? It's all your fault.

What's the matter with you?

You ought to be driving a wheelbarrow...

- that's what you ought to do!

- I'll call the police and have you arrested!

Get your filthy finger out of my face!

Don't let us down on that debate now,

or you're a dead bunny.

- I'll be there with bells on. Bye.

- Bye.

Hello. You're Preston.

- Kit?

- What's left of me. Look.

- Is there a hammer in the house?

- Sure.

Oh, go right in.

Have a seat.

Well, we've been...

- Oh, yeah.

- You better take that off.

I'll get you one of Millie's slippers.

Thanks.

I'll put this in your room.

- All right.

- Where is Millie?

There was a riot at the station.

She got lost in the shuffle.

What happened?

- I was kidnapped.

- Kidnapped?

By young America.

It seems my literary honor was at stake.

They wanted me to defend it.

- Did you?

- I got out of it.

Here you are.

- Oh, they're pretty.

- Yeah, they were a Christmas present.

- I'll have your shoe fixed after lunch.

- Thanks.

How about a drink?

Oh, no, not for me. Puts me to sleep,

and I have a lecture to give.

Oh, it'll do you good.

I wonder why Millie's not here yet.

Last time I saw her,

she was getting into her car.

- Millie certainly looks well.

- Yes, she does.

Oh, did she tell you?

We've got a little something on the way.

- No, what? A baby?

- Well, why not?

Why not.

Ever since I've known Millie,

the good things of life...

seemed to make their way carefully to her.

- Does that include me?

- You look all right.

- Thanks, so do you.

- Thank you, Preston.

Not quite what I expected.

- Here, come on, I can't drink alone.

- Well, maybe one.

- To the next generation.

- Thanks.

You must have a good bootlegger.

Millie dug him up.

I think it's the best bathtub gin in town.

It certainly hits the spot.

Three of them guaranteed

to make you go blind.

Why, there's Millie now.

I wonder why she's walking.

- Anything happen to the car?

- Not that I know of.

Wait.

You know, she's going to be pretty sore

she wasn't here to welcome you.

Maybe you ought to make a new entrance.

- Oh, what an idea.

- No, really, it will make her laugh.

I'll tell you what,

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