The Bachelor and the Bobby-Soxer Page #7

You've had a busy day...

-...and you're going to a dance tonight.

-Quite right.

But I would like this day to never end.

I'd like everything to stay suspended,

beautiful.

Well, you can leave everything suspended

after I sit down.

-I'll take it, Margaret.

-No, I think you'd better go up.

All right, sis.

-What's wrong?

-Nothing's wrong.

A very odd thing happened to me today,

Uncle Matt.

I think it's very simple to explain.

Optical illusions have been known to....

Or the power of suggestion

through Susan....

These things have been....

Well....

What happened to me

was a combination of the heat...

-...a hurried lunch and the excitement.

-Of course.

It was a question of me

thinking I saw him. Understand?

Sure. That's perfectly clear.

The same--

-In view of this, it occurred to me that...

-Mr. Nugent.

...Mr. Nugent's been sweet about Susan.

We shouldn't embarrass him further.

-What if Susan--

-Susan's romance is adolescent.

I think she'll get over it,

and I think we owe it to Mr. Nugent--

-Well, I'd like to talk this over with him.

-I think that's quite--

I don't think it would be a good idea

to have him here.

With Susan in the house,

we couldn't talk freely here.

-Naturally--

-It wouldn't be proper...

-...to invite myself to his apartment.

-Oh, no--

So the obvious thing to do

is arrange a convenient meeting place.

Something public, sophisticated and....

Well, we can talk things over.

Yes.

-I'd have to give that--

-Thank you for talking to me.

-You've cleared things up.

-It's all right. I appreciate your confidence.

It's extraordinary how simple problems

are when you don't let emotions run away.

-True, true.

-Where's the telephone?

Hello?

Yeah.

Oh, anything wrong with Susan?

Oh, can't go, huh? Sorry to hear that.

Will you tell her? Yeah.

With you?

Yeah, I'd be delighted.

Do you want me to come over there?

Oh, I see. Yeah.

You wouldn't want to come here,

would you?

Oh, naturally.

We can meet any place you say.

Yeah, we can celebrate my triumph.

Well....

No, I'm not too tired to dance.

Do you dance? I mean--

Well, okay, anything you say.

Well, let's see now.

I know the headwaiter

at the Tick-Tock Club. How about that?

Fine. Sure, okay.

Come in.

-Hello.

-Hello, Nugent.

Come on in.

Last time I saw you, you were underwater.

You all right? You didn't get hurt?

I keep myself in excellent physical

condition at all times.

-How do you feel?

-Splendid.

To the victors belong the spoils.

You made a good race of it, Chamberlain.

I don't think I like it there.

Nugent, the reason I'm here is that

I want to let you off the hook.

Here, hold that a moment. What hook?

I know taking Susan out was a nuisance.

It wasn't good for Susan,

and it was a strain on Margaret.

Which one are you concerned about?

If I had to indicate my preference,

I'd choose Margaret.

Who's your tailor?

The coach was kind enough

to furnish them to me.

Oh, I had it there, didn't I?

Nugent...

...I have something important

to tell you.

-I've decided to drop charges against you.

-Let me see this.

I say, I've decided to drop

the charges against you.

Dropped my medal. Dropped it.

-Help me look for it.

-Yes, yes.

We can forget the whole thing.

You won't have to come around.

You look silly in that coat.

Doesn't go with the clothes.

Let's stick to the subject.

You're a free man now.

You're free. It's possible we won't see

any more of each other.

Found it. What did you say?

It's possible we won't see

any more of each other.

Chamberlain, you've put me in a position

where I'm forced to make a confession.

About Margaret?

No. No, about Susan.

-I'm madly in love with her.

-You're what?

I don't know how it happened.

Perhaps it was something she said...

...or how she looked

or something she wore.

All I know is that I'm happy

when I'm near her, that l--

Well, you're a man.

You must have felt what I feel.

-It's love. Love!

-It's preposterous.

-The child's only 17.

-Yes, but she'll be 18 soon.

We'll wait for our chance at life.

-Spring and autumn.

-Stop it. You're complicating the issue.

I forbid it.

This is something no court of law can stop.

It's bigger than you, than me.

You're just what I always thought you were.

You're irresponsible.

L'amour, my friend, l'amour.

We'll see about

"l'amour, my friend, l'amour."

Of course, it's not the kind of wine

we got before the war...

...but I think that she

would rather like it.

Anyway, it's the best

we can get nowadays.

Thank you, Alex.

I just wanted to make sure.

-Is that the mademoiselle?

-No, no, no.

-Hey, that isn't--

-I'm awfully sorry.

I'm awfully sorry, but the polish,

the best we can get nowadays.

-Oh, that's all right.

-Oh, perhaps that's mademoiselle?

No, no, no.

I wish we had blue flowers.

She would like them.

We can get blue flowers,

but it will take time.

Well, I'll try to fix these.

Alex, that's the best you can get any day.

-Hello.

-Hello. Hello.

I didn't know.

I should have checked.

-I'm sorry, no black tie.

-That's all right.

That's a beautiful suit,

and you look wonderful in it.

They're lovely. Thank you.

-Yellow's my favorite color.

-I thought so.

Now, isn't that sweet?

I can't tell you how glad I am

that you--

-That we're here.

-Our relationship's been such an odd one...

...I thought it might be fun for us

to try a new background.

-Would you like to give your order now?

-Later.

How about a drink in the meantime?

-Champagne?

-Yes.

The time is now, Alex.

-Shall we dance?

-Love to.

-Now, my father was a bachelor.

-Really?

Wait a minute. Wait till....

Wait until I finish.

He was a bachelor until way into his 30s.

He always said he'd know who he was

going to marry the moment he met her.

Then he met my mother.

He put his arm around her,

and that was it.

Just the way she felt in his arms

did the trick.

They were married three days later.

That's a very romantic story.

They were happy all their lives,

apparently had nothing in common.

I told you, she was a piano teacher,

and he was a flag decorator.

-A what?

-Flag decorator.

He was a good one, until he fell off

Newark City Hall, broke his leg.

Your family sounds like fun.

You must have come from a nice family.

It shows in your face.

Well, my family weren't quite

that impulsive.

Father courted Mother through

high school, college and law school.

Fourteen years after they met,

they got married.

They had a lot in common.

They were both attorneys.

You feel nice in my arms.

I imagine if Mother and Father

hadn't had much in common...

...they needn't have waited 14 years.

It could have happened suddenly,

romantically.

Dickie!

-Oh, hello, Agnes.

-You didn't congratulate me.

-Should I?

-It's my birthday.

Congratulations.

Nugent, what do you say

we let bygones be bygones, huh?

-Hey, don't I know you?

-Yes, we've met.

Where did I meet you?

Was it Dickie's apartment?

-No, you remember Judge Turner.

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