Saratoga Trunk Page #12

You've got to go.

I got it up for you.

If clint comes back, i'll

go. If clint and cupidon-

you're

an ungrateful brat-

right when you're on the threshold

of success if you don't weaken.

I know a man who's head over

heels in love when i see one.

Who?

Great heavens,

she says "who?"

Why, van steed,

of course.

He's what you want,

isn't he?

Yes, he's what i want.

Good girl. He's on his way here now.

Of course

he's what i want.

I've got to run-

got a million things to

do, running this ruckus.

I must keep remembering

that. I must be sane.

But you got to stand up to

his ma. I'll stand behind you.

Just deny everything.

That's a trick i learned

from my husband.

Caught him cold once

with a chorus girl.

He kept on denying it,

looking me right in the

eye until in the end,

darned if i didn't

believe the little liar.

You see? I'm not going to be like mama.

I shall marry and be

respectable and rich.

I shall have my life

the way i said

i should have it.

I really do look beautiful, don't i?

Am i as beautiful

as my mother was?

Yes, i am.

I am.

Oh, there he is.

One moment!

Finish, angelique.

Vite.

You're shaking

all over.

I'm not.

I'm clio dulaine...

and i'm very calm.

Is mrs. Du chenfrais in?

Dear bart,

good evening.

Will you have

a cocktail?

Angelique, bring a cocktail

for monsieur van steed.

No, thank you.

I never drink.

My digestion.

Of course. I've noticed

that strong men so often

have weak

digestions.

I came to fetch you

for the ball.

Oh, how sweet of you...

and brave.

You mean my mother.

How is

your dear mother?

I haven't

felt her claws

since the first delightful

meeting on the piazza.

Suppose we go down, and you can

inquire of her health yourself?

Oh, i should have

loved it,

but i'm waiting

for colonel maroon.

Maroon's away.

Yes, i know-

albany.

Tell me, isn't this

albany very near saratoga?

Yes, that's right.

But mr. Van steed, what

manner of country is this?

I hear there are

hordes of roughs.

They fight-fight like

savages for a railroad.

Where are the laws?

Where are the police?

That's nothing for you to

worry your pretty head about.

That's a man's business.

Really? And what are

you doing about it-

you, yourself,

i mean?

I'm paying for it.

Oh, you coward.

You're afraid to fight

for your own railroad.

You're afraid

of your mother.

You're afraid

of everything.

Go away!

Get out of my sight!

Well, why don't you go?

You know, you're delightful

when you're angry.

I like a woman

with spirit.

Clio, will you

marry me?

I'm asking you

to be my wife.

Surprised,

aren't you.

Yes, i am.

I'll surprise you a lot

before i'm through.

You say that i'm afraid

of my mother.

It's time

that you understood

about me and mother.

People think that i'm

tied to her apron strings.

Mother's useful.

She shoos

the women away,

and i let her.

But when there's something

or someone that i want,

i get it.

You do the same thing,

don't you?

Yes, i do.

I schemed and tricked

to get you.

Oh, i know that.

When a man

has millions-

i lied to you.

I'm not a countess.

I'm clio dulaine,

and my mother was-

i know exactly who you

and your mother were.

My own mother told me,

and i told her to mind her own business.

You're what i want,

and i've got

what you want.

So what are

we waiting for?

Mother's down

in the ballroom now.

Suppose we go down

and see which one of

us will back out-

you or me?

Suppose we do.

Congratulations,

bart.

Yes, yes. Splendid.

How do they know?

Good news travels fast,

doesn't it?

Must have been some scrap,

eh, bart?

What has happened?

By gosh, he did it,

didn't he?

Who did what?

Knocked him sprawling.

Some man, that texan.

Clint!

Too bad

about colonel maroon.

Hear anything

more definite?

Clint! What has

happened to clint?

Nothing.

We have to pay a price

for everything.

Tell me

what you know.

People are looking.

I'll tell you later.

No! Now!

We understand that

the little dwarf was hurt.

Do you want me to strike you

in front of all these people?

Tell me what

has happened to clint?

We heard he was hurt a

little, but you know how he is-

you're lying.

You're lying.

He's dead. I can see it in your face.

He fought for you in

a miserable raid-

clint!

My, my,

mrs. Du chenfrais, ma'am,

you look right pretty.

I reckon i'm a sight.

Oh, clint, cheri!

Clint! Clint!

Clint!

I want to see

the boss.

Doctor say you stay

in bed. You stay.

Has he come to yet?

I don't find out

for one hour.

Still fainted?

Womanish, huh?

Plum disgraceful

to us maroons.

The last thing

i heard him say,

"here goes a maroon,

killed by a shovel."

I know.

I know.

I find out.

Has he come to?

Honey...

yes, clint?

Missed you.

Missed you a lot.

Oh, have you,

my cheri?

Been away so long.

No, no.

Doesn't matter.

We're together now.

Ain't ever going

to be separated again?

No, my darling.

Never, never, never.

I was a fool...

ought never

have left texas.

What?

Leaving you that way.

Sweetest little woman

in texas.

What?

Disposition

like an angel.

But, cheri,

i've changed.

Never hollering

at a fella,

never hightailing,

letting me

wear the pants.

But i'm just like mama now, truly i am.

Anyhow,

i kept your tie.

Don't know what

i'd done without it.

Look. I'm making one,

too.

Blue forget-me-nots.

Yes. Look, cheri,

look.

Kept it around

my neck always.

Should have

been a rope

for some of the things i've done.

Some of the flowers

are crooked,

but i tried.

Got myself mixed up

with a foreign lady.

I'm ashamed.

Please don't say that. I know

you don't know what you're saying.

Funny what kind of

trouble you can get into

just by talking

to somebody

on the street.

But i told bart.

I said i hated him.

Got myself rich, too.

But i said i didn't want to marry

him, even with so much money.

I'm rich up to my neck. Be

richer, too, before i'm through.

I said i wanted

to marry only you.

Rich and respectable,

that's me.

Oh, don't punish me

anymore.

I'll cook for you.

I'll scrub for you.

If you leave me,

wherever you go,

i'll follow,

and i'll find you.

I'll let you wear the pants.

Honey, that's all

i wanted to know.

Clint!

Ha ha ha!

Son of a gun!

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