Pillow Talk Page #7

Are you getting up

or do I come in after you?

Oon't you dare.

How dare you! Put me down.

I said put me down.

What are you doing?

Where are you taking me?

Put me down.

Good morning, Mrs. Wilson.

- Morning. - Take me back to bed.

Oown, please.

Harry,

would you please call the police?

Harry ...

Alma, stop him.

You wouldn't take me into the street.

If I ever get

on my feet again, look out.

Alma.

That man just inspired me.

I should have done it long ago.

You're too nice a looking woman

to drink all the time.

You need a man

to take care of.

Then you wouldn't have

so much time to drink.

Harry, you're so strong.

They'll never believe this

back in Wichita Falls.

Officer,

this man is taking me up to his place.

Can't blame him, Miss.

How's it going, Brad? - Fine, Kelly.

Mommy, where's he taking her?

- I'll tell you when you're older.

You got me here.

Now will you put me down?

It's customary for the groom to

carry the bride across the threshold.

Bride?

The scene of the crime.

- Bride?

Why did I spend a fortune? Why did l

cut myself off from every girl?

Why does any man destroy himself?

Because he thinks he's going to marry.

What does he get?

- Bride? - This.

You did a great job here. You can stay

and charge admission.

Ooctor!

It's him!

- Him?

Would you mind coming into my office?

- Not now, I have to see a friend.

Just for a moment. - I have important

news. - Only a few minutes.

I'm going to have a baby.

- Of course you are.

Wait a minute. Jonathon.

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