Strangers in the Night Page #2
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"Get them room, bed, tickets on the first
train tomorrow and a couple of drinks."
I said, "Okay, I can promise the drinks,
but the rooms?"
Don't he know there's a war
going on?
- Hey, Sarge.
- Yeah?
Ain't she kind of young
to be a doctor?
Here's the best doctor
on this side of the Solomons.
Oh, that's good to hear
even if it isn't true.
I'm not kidding.
I've seen doctors working in conditions
you wouldn't believe.
I wanna tell you that tonight
you were right in their class.
Praise like that Sergeant
is praise indeed.
Johnny, what's the matter?
I'll be all right.
Let's not change the subject.
I was trying to tell you
You are kind Johnny,
but I'm very tired.
I've had what you might call
a hectic day.
Yeah, I guess a little 'sack duty'
wouldn't hurt anybody.
- 'Sack duty'? - It's a marine word
for hitting the hay.
- Good night, doctor.
- Good night.
Johnny...
These aren't office hours.
You don't have to call me, doctor.
Good night, Leslie.
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
- Want to order, ma'am?
- Little later, thanks.
- Here's your 'Joe', sir.
- Thanks.
- Joe?
- That's a marine word for coffee.
- The Marines have word for everything,
haven't they? - Almost everything.
What's the marine word for,
'What's troubling you?'?
They don't have a word.
Look Johnny, we've got to know
each other because of the train accident.
Well, what I'm trying to say is,
you don't have to do any explaining.
But I want to explain.
See, I started to tell you on the train
when the smash-up came.
All right, Johnny.
That business about the book
wasn't a gag,
I picked it up at the Red Cross.
There was a girl's name on the fly leaf
I liked the book so I wrote to her.
She wrote to me and
theres something the
way we thought and the
way we saw things.
That's why you thought
I might be the girl?
When you saw my copy
of the Shropshire Lad?
Yeah of course. All I know about her is
she lives in Monteflores,
in a house on top of
a cliff with her mother.
On top of a cliff?
Is her name Blake?
Yes, Rosemary Blake.
You know her?
No.
No, but I've seen her picture.
She's lovely, Johnny.
Leslie, her letters saved my life.
I didn't have much to come back to.
It was only the thought of Rosemary
that finally gave me any reason to live.
That's one of those things
that happen only in war.
I know exactly how things can happen
in war. Or accidents.
Of course, you must see her.
Goodbye.
You know something Johnny? I have given
hundreds of books to the Red Cross
and not once did I think to put in
my name and address.
I only wish I'd known
they're going to guys like you.
Ivy, come up here immediately!
Ivy, come here immediately!
What is it, Hilda?
How many times do I have
to tell you that flowers
in Rosemary's room have
to be changed every day!
- I'm sorry, Hilda.
- Go. Bring fresh flowers at once.
Wouldn't you be ashamed
now if Rosemary came home
unexpectidly and found
dead flowers in her room?
Someone's coming.
Hurry now!
DANGER:
You gotta be careful
with a car up here.
- And that's no kidding, Sergeant.
- It's certainly isn't.
- Keep the change.
- Thanks.
- Does Miss Rosemary Blake live here?
- Yes, but she isn't at home.
Well I telegraphed.
I'm John meadows
Of course. I am Ms. Miller,
Mrs. Blake's companion.
I'm afraid, Rosemary
may not be back today.
Can you tell me when she will come back?
You'd be better come in.
Mr. Meadows, come right in.
- Mrs. Blake?
- Yes, Mr. Meadows.
- Or would you rather I call you Sgt.?
- Yes. Mr. does sound rather strange.
- Alright, then I'll call Johnny. - I
don't see any reason why you shouldn't.
- Sit here and have some tea with me. -
Thank you.
Mrs. Blake, I don't know
if Rosemary told you, that we...
I think it might be easier for
both of us if I tell you at once...
that Rosemary keeps no secrets from me.
She's told me everything
about your correspondence
I can't tell you how much
it meant me out there Mrs. Blake.
And to Rosemary.
I do not want to seem like a prying mother
but...
Would you tell me what it was about
Rosemary's letters
that made you think you were in love with
her.
Well, that's not easy to say.
It's the way she thinks.
How she looks at things.
- I just can't seem to put into words.
- I think I can understand.
Miss Miller told me
that Rosemary isn't here.
I'm so sorry about that
but it just couldn't be helped.
She'll be back in a few days. She'll
telephone.
I know how difficult it is going to be for
you.
Waiting.
Not at all. I imagine a few days in
Monteflores will be very restful.
Surely.
By the way, did Rosemary
sent you a picture of herself?
No, she didn't.
Well, I don't think that
was very nice of her.
She said, she didn't
have a good one.
I'm afraid she wasn't telling you
the entire truth.
She has a picture and
a very good one, too.
I'm going to show it to
you, after we had tea.
Yes, I'd like to see it very much.
Sit down, Johnny.
This is one time I don't mind
you eavesdropping at all
- I wasn't...
- You seem very nervous.
I've got one of my headaches.
I'm sorry. I wanted you
to do something for me.
Well, it's not too bad. What was it?
Johnny is going to see Rosemary's
picture for the first time.
Go to the living room, roll the shades!
Make the room as dark as you can.
- Right away?
- Yes, yes, yes.
- Hilda...
- Go ahead, Ivy.
- You can't go through with this.
- I won't have any interference.
I like that boy and Rosemary is going to
like him.
I won't let anything happen
to spoil his chances with her.
I want that completely understood.
- You wouldn't dare interfere. - I didn't
mean anything.
Go ahead, do as you were told.
Then leave us alone.
Go in, Johnny.
- Is she what you expected, Johnny?
- Yeah...
I've never imagined anything as lovely.
Except Rosemary.
Johnny!
Johnny!
Help, Ivy! Johnny!
Hello, Thompson! What's new?
Nothings ever new with people
they get the same
headaches year in and year out.
- Here, have some coffee.
- Thanks.
Tommy, why is that female doctor funny?
I'm a nurse, not a quiz show.
I only think it's only funny
when your not one yourself.
Yeah, like being sea sick.
- Tommy! - Better drink up and get on your
horse again!
- Who is it this time? - In every
She thinks she is the Queen Mother
and Queen Father to boot.
This one my dear doctor, is called Mrs.
Morton Blake.
Mrs. Blake?
She certainly must be sick to call me.
Well! Here we go again.
See you later Tommy.
Good luck.
Oh doctor, my daughter's fiancee.
His back, I don't know...
- Leslie...
- Leslie?
You know him?
- We met.
- We were on the same train.
Don't worry, I think I'll be
all right in a few minutes.
No, you stay right here until we can
arrange to have you moved upstairs.
- Thank you very much, doctor.
- I'll stop in again tomorrow.
Don't put yourself to any trouble.
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