Splendor in the Grass Page #3

return and marry her with my blessing.

I'll send you both off to Europe

for a honeymoon.

Bud, please wait, Son.

I just don't know if I can, Dad.

I feel like I'm going nuts sometimes.

I understand, Son.

Your old man understands, Son.

What you need for the time being is...

...a different kind of girl.

When I was a boy, Son,

there was always two kinds of girls.

Us boys, we'd never even mention them

in the same breath...

...but every now and then one of us boys

would sneak off with a girl...

...and we'd get a little steam

out of our system.

No girl looks good to me except Deanie.

I know, Son.

I know.

I love her, Dad.

I know, Son, I know.

See, I don't want to do that.

Okay, I'll go to Yale.

But I want to tell you now,

I'll marry her as soon as I get out.

That's a promise.

- I want you to remember that.

- It's a promise.

It's a promise, Son. I'll send you both

off to Europe on a honeymoon.

- That's a promise.

- Okay.

Bud, I'll wait for you.

I'll wait for you forever.

I'll do anything you want, Bud.

Yes, it's a time of great prosperity

for us all, and we must give thanks.

But let us not forget Christ's warning

to the multitude.

"Lay not up treasures for yourselves

on earth...

"... where moth and rust doth corrupt...

"... and where thieves break through

and steal:

"But lay up for yourselves treasures

in heaven...

"... where neither moth nor rust

doth corrupt...

"... and where thieves do not

break through and steal:

"For where your treasure is,

there will your heart be also. "

Fine sermon. Fine sermon.

Let us pray.

Take my advice, Del.

Hang onto those stocks of yours.

This comedian said,

"You ain't seen nothing yet. "

We're hanging on.

Fine sermon, Reverend, fine sermon.

Wonderful passage.

Don't light a cigarette

in front of all these church people!

Do you want me to be a hypocrite?

Who would've thought that one day

our kids would be, well, engaged sort of?

I'm mighty proud

of my son's choice, Frieda.

I'm mighty proud of your boy, too.

Excuse us, honey.

I'll see you at dinner tonight. Don't forget.

Dad, I'm no spy.

All I'm asking you to do is keep an eye

on her while I'm in New York.

She likes you, Son. She won't do

anything crazy when you're around.

Virginia, I told you, your father has

the key to that cabinet...

...and he's on the train to New York.

That's him all over. He keeps it locked.

He doesn't think

anybody should drink but him.

You may be shocking Glenn.

Virginia, after all,

we do have prohibition, you know.

Maybe Glenn doesn't approve of drinking.

Quick, Henry, the flit.

Has your family lived long in town?

They just moved here from Oklahoma.

Oh, I see.

Is your father engaged

in some business in town?

His father is looking for work

and Glenn works at the filling station...

...on the corner of Sycamore and Main.

Anything else you'd like to know?

Ginny, I see no reason at all

for your bad nature.

Bud, you're not eating a thing.

I'm bored!

Come on, let's go.

There's a lovely dessert coming.

I don't want a lovely dessert.

Glenn and I are going for a ride.

Come on.

Deanie and I'll go with you and Glenn.

Wake up.

Hey, Buddy boy, you're a Boy Scout.

Run in and build us a nice, hot fire.

My hair's a mess.

Where?

Here.

Stop it. Stop it.

"Everybody's wild about Mabel

"She's the talk of the town

"Mabel's willing and able

"To show a guy around

"She's a tease, she's a flirt

"You better watch out or you'll get hurt"

Good, Buddy boy.

Now, how about a drink?

I forgot, Buddy boy's in training.

What about you, Deanie girl?

You want a drink?

Come on, Deanie.

Come on, have a little drink. Come on.

Or is Deanie girl in training, too?

Lay off, Ginny.

Why don't you relax?

You're just standing around

like a chaperone.

Is that what you came out here for,

just to chaperone Glenn and me?

Ain't he pretty, Deanie, huh?

My handsome filling-station attendant.

Fill me up, please, I'm empty.

Come on, honey, let's go for a walk.

All right.

Yeah, why don't you go

for a walk upstairs?

Why don't you quit trying to pretend

you're so pure and righteous?

If you weren't my sister-

If I weren't your sister,

you wouldn't do anything.

You never do anything

except what Dad tells you.

Isn't that right, Deanie?

You been finding that out, haven't you?

He just lets things torment him inside

and make him miserable...

...and he never does anything about them.

He never does anything.

'Bye.

All this is gonna be ours someday.

This is the most wonderful Christmas

I've ever had.

Isn't it beautiful? Oh, Dad,

it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

I wonder what Bud paid for it?

Why do you always think about the cost?

If you want to know,

I wish it was a lot less and was a ring.

- Don't, Mom, don't.

- Four years, you'll be...

All right, all right.

I just wish that Bud Stamper

had a little more gumption.

Always drink plenty of milk, Deanie.

Still.

Still.

One, two. There.

Thank you.

One more, please.

I don't know why I couldn't have had a car.

Why should I buy you a car?

You got your mother's coupe.

That coupe is a wreck.

- What have you done with your hair?

- I just put a henna rinse in it.

Still.

Still.

I'll get it.

One. Two. There.

Thank God that's over.

- Hi, Ginny.

- Oh, Brian.

My parents are in there.

- Perfume?

- Arpege.

It's my favorite.

I just have to slip on my dress.

Come meet the folks. Come on.

They're kind of dull,

but you can stand them for a few minutes.

Go on!

- Hello. I'm Ace Stamper.

- I'm Brian Stacey.

- What can I do for you?

- I'm waiting for Ginny.

She may take forever. Come on in.

This is my son, Bud.

Come here, Son.

The boy's captain of the football team.

You heard about him?

I don't get to many games.

- Merry Christmas.

- Merry Christmas.

This is my wife, Mrs. Stamper.

Won't you come in?

Ginny, I want to talk to you.

Come on in.

Ginny, I know who that guy is.

That guy's a bootlegger.

Is he? Here, do me up.

He's married. Do you know that?

How do you know so much about him,

sweetie-pie?

- You're not going out with him.

- Is that so?

- Try to stop me.

- This is Christmas Day.

You'll stay home and you'll be decent

to your mother.

- You're not leaving!

- Get out of my way!.

If you want to listen to Dad, go ahead.

One of these days you'll find out.

You'll find out and then God help you.

All right, calm down, everybody.

Come on now, just calm down!.

All right, boys, give me a fanfare.

Give me a fanfare.

You people, shut up in there!

Let's crowd around here,

crowd around here.

We'll bring this New Year in right.

For Joe!

Happy New Year!.

You look lovely, boy!.

You're the prettiest baby here!.

Shake that jelly.

Look, Daddy. Happy New Year!

Shake that jelly. Shake it!. Shake it!

Daddy, look at us.

Daddy, look!.

Come on, move aside.

Hey, let me through there.

Hey, Smokey boy,

let me ring your doorbell.

Happy New Year, Daddy.

You cut that out!.

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