Since You Went Away Page #3
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- We miss you, Fidelia.
You just give me that apron and let
Fidelia finish what you was doing.
Nothing of the kind.
You must be tired. Now sit down.
Child, would you mind
running along?
I got some troublement I wants
to unburden onto your mother.
- You go on upstairs, dear.
- I'll come up and tuck you in.
All right.
Mother, remind me to tell you
about the momentous deal I made.
All right, honey.
- Sit here, Fidelia.
- Thank you.
You see, Miz Hilton,
it's this way...
them uptown folks
is all right in their way,
but it's that lazy trash
they got working for 'em.
Miz Hilton, I just won't abode
in the same quarters with them.
When I finishes my work,
I wants my solitude
and I wants my privitation.
Fidelia, I'd do anything
if I could have you back,
- but things aren't any better...
- I knows.
Your bills
is runnin' awful high.
"High" isn't the word for it.
But how do you know?
I hopes you won't think
I'm buttin' in,
but I been keepin'
mighty close touch,
and when I heard tell this afternoon
about that Colonel Smellett...
And here I'm makin'
all that easy money,
and I reflects maybe you wouldn't
mind renting me my old room.
Now, you know I'd never
take any money from you.
That room was always yours,
and it always will be.
I figured you wouldn't take my money,
so I got it figured out.
I can work here on my days off,
and nights, too.
I'm strong as a horse.
Oh, no. You're not as young
as you used to be.
You're not gonna do
any work for us.
It'll be wonderful
just to have you in the house.
Miz Hilton, that's the most beautiful
thing I ever heard anybody say
in all my born days.
If you don't mind,
I'll just go get my bag.
You shouldn't bother
going back for it tonight.
It ain't no bother, Miz Hilton.
It's sittin' right here.
This whole moral breakdown
is being caused by drinking
and nothing else.
They certainly serve
rotten scotch at this bar.
I should go with what?
That's what I want to know.
The one I was with
sure was a dope.
He didn't know
where he'd been
or where he was going
or anything!
I haven't got anything
against red fingernails,
but it's carrying it too far
when they paint their toes.
I bought six dozen
before the hoarders got there.
I can't write him
everything the baby says
one one of those
little V-mail forms.
Emily, let's not go to the bar.
I could use a drink, but...
Don't be so old-fashioned.
Will you let us through, please?
I've been here 20 minutes, and...
Of course, go right ahead.
I was leaving anyway.
He's rather nice-looking,
don't you think?
Still have your
weather eye out?
There are compensations
for being a divorce.
Bartender!
- Anne, what do you imagine you'd like?
- Anything at all. You order for me.
You make a good Planter's Punch?
I'll make 'em, and if you don't like 'em,
you don't need to drink 'em.
All right, then two.
With light rum.
I knew I had something
to talk to you about.
That vicious tongue
Vivian Robinson with the bad skin
is saying
you've taken in a roomer.
I tried to tell her
it must be a relative.
No, that's the truth.
I've taken a roomer.
We need the money.
If things are that bad,
Tim Hilton had no business
going into the Army.
To be honest,
I don't understand it myself,
but I knew that Tim was miserable
from the start not being in it.
All these irresponsible 40-year-old
fathers dashing off into uniform.
Does it always
have to be Tim?
- Tony!
- Yes. The eternal also-ran.
Emily, do you know
Lieutenant Willett? Mrs. Hawkins.
I've never had the pleasure, but I've
always had a soft spot for Navy men.
How do you do?
I didn't know
you'd turned into a barfly.
I've been trying
to get you on the phone
to tell you that your
old lover was back in town.
Do you want
the whole town to know?
If you want to be
hypocritical about it.
I heard that Tim
had been shipped out,
so I went to the admiral and convinced him
I'd chartered the Great Lakes.
Fine. How long are we going
to be honored with your presence?
Long enough to get ready
for a shakedown cruise.
If you're not stubborn,
that ought to give me the time I need.
Don't you think so,
Mrs. Hawkins?
I really don't know, I'm sure.
- I think you believe him!
- I can't say I blame you much.
You're what I call
a discerning woman.
Tony's our oldest friend.
He was Tim's best man.
We can give Mrs. Hawkins
the vital statistics some other time.
Let's get out of here.
I need more privacy.
- I haven't touched my drink.
- We can get another one.
Don't let us rush you,
Mrs. Hawkins. Good-bye.
- What about the check?
- Don't bother, Lieutenant.
- I'll take care of it.
- That's fine.
But, Tony...
Good-bye, Emily.
That was a terribly rude thing
to do to poor Emily.
Poor Emily, my foot.
Do you know of any place
in this gay metropolis
where I can conquer
my two passions at the same time?
You've been leading me on. There is
someone on the Lakes besides me.
Don't be silly.
I'm talking about you...
you and a nice thick steak.
The white fish, signor,
is simply delicious.
Grilled. You'll like it.
Two steaks, thick.
Lobster creole,
speciality of the house.
- Two steaks, thick.
- I must tell the truth, Commodore.
We are fresh out of steaks
since last Tuesday.
This is a steak house. It says
right here..."thick Kansas City steak."
I can't help it, signor.
- There is a war on, you know.
- There's a war on, you know.
Yes, I found that out.
Bring us whatever you have...
anything but hash.
Bravo, signor.
You will be very happy. You'll see.
What are you looking
so depressed about?
My life is an endless series
of disappointments...
no steak, nobody loves me.
You wouldn't think so if you'd heard the kids
when I told them you were in town.
I can't figure out just what
special charm you have for them.
They have better taste
than their mother.
I think they believe
you're some kind of genius.
Those cover girls you used
really gave you glamour
in their eyes.
Gone are the days.
Still, there is a certain similarity
between a beautiful woman
and a battleship.
There must be, or else why would you
be so interested in battleships?
You got me wrong, Anne.
As far as I'm concerned, there never
was a beautiful woman but you.
Ever since that summer the crowd
of us went to the Thousand Islands
and I first saw you standing
on that little yawl.
You had on that white
bathing suit. Remember?
With your hair
blowing in the wind.
Why, Tony Willett!
When did you get back?
- Hello, sugar.
- Give me a ring.
Yes, I will. I will.
We were in the Thousand Islands
with my hair blowing in the wind.
Really, Anne,
that was nobody at all,
just a girl I happened to meet
the last time I was in town.
Tony, you don't have to
apologize to me.
I'd be disappointed
if you ever changed.
When we get home, I'll show you
something to prove...
What do you mean,
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