Penny Serenade Page #3

That's all right, let's forget it.

We won't go.

I'll go in and arrange for the packing.

Oh, no, forget about it.

Well, that's all.

Otherwise, you'll enjoy perfect health.

You'll be playing tennis

in a couple of months.

Now I've got some good news for you.

I'm letting your husband

see you today. How's that?

Pretty.

Make you feel better?

I've had my hands full

keeping that boy out of here

for the last couple of days.

- Hello, darling.

- Hello, Roger.

How sweet.

Gee, I've been miserable

not being able to see you, honey.

But I've had a chance

to do some serious thinking, dear.

I've been scouting around

the nearby towns

trying to look for that

little newspaper, you know.

No more silly ideas

like traveling around, darling.

You were absolutely right about that.

I think I found it, honey.

It's in a little town just north of here,

a place called Rosalia.

- Did you ever hear of it?

- Hm-hmm.

It's pretty nearly

the kind of place we wanted.

The fellow who owns the place

has been kind of letting it go to seed, but

we can make something of it.

Best of all, darling,

we'll have a home of our own.

Something we'll always call ours.

If I can make a go of the paper,

I'll be able to get you anything you want.

I'll be able to get you furniture,

a car, clothes, everything.

You know, it's strange, Roger...

but I can't get myself to care

about those things now.

They don't seem important anymore.

The one thing I've really wanted...

I'm never going to have.

- What do you think of this one, Skeeter?

- Quite an improvement.

Gee, Mr. Adams, I'd like to get a job

in a live wire outfit like this.

You would? All right, Skeetey,

you've got one, and a permanent job, too.

Oh, boy.

- Applejack.

- Howdy!

- Hello, fellow!

- How's the old married man?

You had me worried.

Thought you were gonna let me down.

So this is the fastest growing

little newspaper

in the fastest growing little town

in the west.

- Certainly!

- And you left the Bulletin for this.

What you got here?

Our new makeup.

What do you think of it?

You printed in code?

No, the Linotype machine is stuck.

Why did you think I sent for you?

Applejack!

Miss Julie!

Am I glad to see you.

Come on up and help me

fix the bathtub. You're just in time.

Wait a minute.

Let him fix this first.

All right. The newspaper always

comes first around here.

Come on.

What've you been feeding it?

- Is the switch on?

- Yeah.

Now where's that bathtub?

Hello, Applejack.

I didn't know you were busy.

I'm not busy.

I've just been thinking about

fixing up this old storeroom.

I just wanted to show you a new ad

we got from the telephone company.

- Well, that helps, doesn't it?

- Sure does.

If we keep on with it

we'll pay the paper bill next month.

Is Roger back yet?

No, he's still out

running down subscriptions.

Said he might not be home till late.

Well, come on then. Sit down, Applejack.

We might as well have our dinner.

Miss Julie, we ought to have

a kid around this house.

I thought you knew about that,

Applejack.

Sure I know about that.

But I'm talking about adopting one.

Sure you can get

some pretty ones that way.

You know, I'm an adopted kid myself.

I know that's not much

of a recommendation, but...

it didn't turn out so bad.

Besides, I know a lot of regular kids

who wound up in jail.

Miss Julie, I wish you could have seen

some of those little sons of guns

I used to room with.

They was the cutest little rascals

you'd ever want to look at.

I don't think Roger would want

a child that way, Applejack.

One that wasn't his own.

Why not?

He's no sucker.

He don't want to gamble.

How do you know what it's gonna be like

if it's gotta be your own?

This way you just walk in

and help yourself to exactly what you want.

There's no guess work.

You know, I thought a lot about that.

I want one.

Roger was so disappointed when...

I just haven't had the courage to...

Miss Julie, do you want

to know something?

He's all for the idea.

Only a few days ago we were working

together and I was talking with him...

- You were talking to him about this?

- Sure.

He's all for it.

Why didn't he say something to me?

He was afraid to say

anything to you...

he was afraid you might have

some fool notions.

Silly notions?

Why, if he only knew how many...

Why, the very idea.

My own husband talking about

things like this with the printer.

- Press Manager, please.

- All right, the press manager.

- Are you going to be the mother?

- No, I just thought I...

Fine thing. Wait till I get

my hands on that fellow.

Hello, what's going on?

A fight?

- Hello, Roger.

I want you to take a look at that new ad.

Would you come downstairs...

No, Roger.

Wait a minute. Applejack.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- Hm? Tell you what?

What you and Applejack

have been talking about.

Miss Julie, I told you in confidence.

What were you talking about?

What did you say to her?

- You know, about the...

- He told me.

- Told you what?

- You know, what we were talking about...

What were we talking about?

Roger, if you wanted to adopt a baby,

why didn't you talk to me?

Yes, you should've told her

in the first place, Roger, not me.

I'm not gonna be the mother.

Wait a minute. Did you tell Julie

I wanted to adopt a baby?

I hinted at it.

I tried to break it to her gently.

- Oh, you told her!

- Yeah.

Roger, I'm so glad

you feel that way.

Yes, she wants it

even more than you, Roger.

Well, if that's the way

we all feel about it.

I like it too

- I suppose it's settled.

- Oh, Roger, I'm so glad.

If it hadn't been for Applejack

letting it slip out

I don't suppose

I ever would have known.

Guess I'd better go fix that press.

Yeah, you fix everything up,

don't you?

Didn't do so bad with the bathtub.

Julie, one other thing...

Look, er...

When you get to this place,

don't get enthusiastic right off the bat.

You know, don't just rush in and grab

the first kid you see and go nuts about it.

What makes you think I'll grab

the first one they show me?

I've been doing the shopping

in this family for some time now...

I just don't bring home anything.

You came home with this tie,

didn't you?

It's nice.

Everybody's wearing bow ties.

I have your letter here.

Two-year-old child, blue eyes...

curly hair, dimpled chin,

sweet disposition...

We'd prefer a boy.

But we'd like to look at the girl, too.

Julie, you know we agreed on a boy.

But it won't hurt to look, will it?

All right, we'll look.

Now, what can you show us?

This is the Administration Building.

We don't have any children here at all.

Oh.

Everybody wants blue eyes,

curly hair, dimple... sweet...

Everybody wants a two-year-old child.

Will you tell me why?

Well, you see, in our case,

that would have been the age

of our own child, if...

Oh, I see.

Anyway, when they're two years old,

they're more or less

house-broken then, aren't they?

Not always.

At the moment we haven't

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