Pillow Talk Page #5

I'm in a hurry. If you don't mind.

- Of course.

But you must admit, I was right.

- About what?

Your Wild West gentleman.

He turned out to be a prairie wolf.

This may surprise you,

but there are some men

who are little more cultivated.

You mean he didn't try to get you

up to his hotel room?

Yes, he took me there.

He showed me Central Park.

- And nothing else? - Nothing.

Worse than I thought.

- Worse? What do you mean?

Must I spell it out?

Either you're lying, or ...

- Or what?

There are some men

who are devoted to their mothers.

The type that likes to collect recipes

or exchange bits of gossip.

What a vicious thing to say.

- I hope I'm wrong, but ...

Shouldn't you make sure?

- You are sick.

This isn't Rex Stetson. This is ...

my best friend.

They're usually the ones.

- I can't believe it.

Hello? It's for you.

- Thanks.

Graham.

Good work.

Get your coat, Mr. Forbes.

- Why?

I had someone tail him. He and the

girl just went into The Hidden Ooor.

The Hidden Ooor.

My psychiatrist was right.

Never trust anyone other than him.

Is this "Roly-Poly"?

- Yes, it is. - I love it.

He's a fat one.

Come on.

You know this.

I don't know all the words.

- Come on, Jan.

"When I first laid eyes on him

I laughed like all the rest.

The more I saw

the more of him I liked best.

Now the roly-poly man,

I point at him with pride.

He's my roly-poly man,

I'm satisfied. I call him

Ya-Ya Roly-Poly ..."

Sing another one.

Another one?

"Just to put my arms

around him takes a week.

But when I do,

we cuddle cheek-to-cheek.

Got a roly-poly baby,

sweet as I can find.

He's just a roly-poly,

that's only mine.

I call him

- Roly-Poly ..."

Thanks. That's great.

- Wasn't that fun? I love that.

Tell me about your job.

lt must be exciting,

working with all them colors

and fabrics and all.

Rex ...

Like some dip?

I'd love to.

Thank you.

Ain't this tasty?

Wonder if I could get the recipe.

Sure would like to surprise

my ma, when I get back.

Rex, don't you find me attractive?

Why yes, of course.

Why haven't you ever ...

- Ever what?

I feel so foolish.

- No. Go on, say what's on your mind.

Whenever we go out

you've been a perfect gentleman.

I hope I have.

- You have. And I appreciate it.

But ...

- Yes?

Well ... being such

a perfect gentleman and all,

it's not very flattering.

I wouldn't want to do anything

that might spoil our friendship.

Is that all it is?

Friendship?

That's a direct question.

lt deserves a direct answer.

If you'll excuse me.

I'd better go to the powder moon.

I mean room.

Fix my lipstick.

There's our man.

- Yes, I know him.

I can handle it from here.

Need a light, cowboy?

When are you leaving for the range?

- That's up to you.

You've got 2 minutes.

Oo this nice and clean,

so no one's embarrassed.

When she gets back,

you'll say goodbye.

You'll put her in a cab.

And we'll go home and you'll pack.

Where am I going?

- Connecticut.

My summer house

is perfect for writing songs.

No phone

and 20 miles to the nearest girl.

Looks like I haven't much choice.

- Sure looks like it.

Remember, I'll be watching you.

Ma'am.

- Hello.

I'm sure going to miss you,

leaving New York and all.

You're leaving?

- Yeah.

When? - Tonight.

I have to mosey up to Connecticut.

Oidn't I tell you?

- No.

No.

This friend of mine,

a business associate,

has a house up there

and he nearly forced me to use it.

I just couldn't refuse him.

Why must you ...?

- I may be buying the place ...

I kind of want to get the feel of it.

How long will you be away?

- For the weekend.

It's going to be lonely.

You wouldn't consider ...

Consider what?

I'm afraid I couldn't ask you that.

- Ask me.

Well ...

No. lt wouldn't be proper.

- Rex, we're both over 21.

I mean ...

I must be able to trust you by now.

Ma'am,

if I sent you home in a taxi,

how long would you need to pack?

About an hour. - 45 minutes.

- We're wasting time.

"You lied,

you dog,

and you'll be sorry.

You lied, you hound.

And that's not fair."

Hello?

- Mr. Allen.

So you realize

how wrong you are about Rex Stetson,

he just asked me to go away

with him.

He didn't.

Are you going?

That is something you'll never know.

"You are my inspiration,

Jan Morrow."

All set?

- All set.

Just to make sure you work up there.

I'll do my best.

You better.

Off you go.

I feel guilty. I practically tricked

him into taking me along.

You've gone out

with a lot of men before.

But this is the jackpot.

You cold?

- No. It's wonderful.

If he only knew what I was thinking.

"Hold me tight

and kiss me right.

I'm yours tongiht.

My darling, possess me.

Tenderly and breathlessly.

Make love to me.

My darling, possess me.

Near to me ...

When you're near to me,

my heart forgets to beat.

Stars that shine make dreams divine.

So say you're mine

and my darling, possess me."

What did you say?

Oidn't you say something?

- Me?

No.

May I help you?

- Yes.

I've been trying to call

Miss Morrow and there's no answer.

I wonder if anything is wrong.

She's gone to Connecticut

for the weekend.

Connecticut? - There's no phone number

but I have an address.

241 Stony Brook Road?

Why, yes, sir.

- And you let her go?

lt wasn't my place ...

- No.

It's my place.

And I helped him pack.

Remember when I said

that being near you is like being

near a pot-bellied stove? - Yes.

I was wrong.

- You were?

More like a forest fire.

Completely out of control.

You know something?

Out here in the country

you're very different.

I reckon I feel more at home.

For the first time.

A man with a mountain

doesn't belong in the big city.

Fire's nearly out.

I'd better get some more logs.

For later.

Hurry back.

Quicker than a cow-poke

chasing a chuck wagon.

Jan, I ...

Jan, please.

Stop.

- Jonathon. - It's Brad Allen.

I know that.

- He's a double-crossing rat.

I know that.

Will you please take me home?

Of course.

Bedroom problems.

Mine can be solved in one bedroom.

Yours couldn't be solved in 1,000.

At least you could have brought

your own champagne.

Jan,

you've been crying for 60 miles now.

I know it.

Oon't you think you can stop?

I can't.

A coffee will make you feel better.

- Excuse me. - That's fine, come on.

Two coffees, please.

Control yourself, Jan.

I've never done this before.

- There has to be a first time.

You don't have to come apart over it.

- I'm so ashamed.

Poor kid.

- The guy drives a big car

with all the extras.

Thinks he can get away with it.

I thought we were going to marry.

- Forget it.

Jan, you're becoming hysterical.

I can't help it. - I hate to do it.

But it's for your own good.

You see?

You see?

Jonathon!

Jonathon!

Your coffee, Mr. Forbes.

Hello, Jonathon!

What happened?

I was jumped by 5 or 6 ruffians.

- What? - Just put it down.

By rights

these loose teeth belong to you.

I was only trying to stop her crying.

- Oid she cry?

Cry? I didn't know a woman that size

had so much water in her.

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