The Bachelor and the Bobby-Soxer Page #8

-Oh, well, of course.

Well, yes.

Well, you got to be friends, huh?

Leave it to Dickie.

He knows all the angles.

If it's too crowded,

we'll go to the table.

It's too crowded.

-Happy birthday.

-Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Now, there's a guy who never goes out

of a girl's mind.

He just stays there like a heavy meal.

-What am I like?

-Orange juice.

-I'm terribly sorry about that.

-It's nothing.

I'm sure you didn't know she'd be here.

Are you sure you're sure

I didn't know she'd be here?

-Yes, why?

-Well, I was just wondering.

-I've given up jumping at conclusions.

-Good.

-Hello, Dickie.

-Hello, Jolly.

-Cigarettes?

-No, thanks.

All right.

Cute kid.

I did a magazine cover of her.

-She's nice.

-Miss, you can't walk in like this.

-It's absolutely forbidden.

-Susan!

I don't intend to create a scene.

You should be ashamed of yourselves.

I'm too young to be deceived by treachery.

-Have a drink?

-Lemonade.

-Sit down.

-I don't intend to stay.

And some chocolate ice cream.

Wonder how I found out where you were?

-What's on your mind?

-You know what's going on.

You told me Dickie was sick,

exhausted from the picnic.

I went to Dickie's apartment.

They told me where he was.

And here I am, and here you are.

-I demand an explanation from both of you.

-Aren't you being childish?

-I'll be anything I want.

-Joey will buy you and the judge a drink.

-At the moment--

-I owe it to you for being so nice to us.

We'll be here time enough

to drink one down.

Oh, garon!

This party's on me. Bring chairs.

-I don't believe we've been acquainted.

-Susan Turner--

Agnes and Joey.

This your daughter, judge?

No, it's her sister. Her older sister--

I mean, Margaret's sister.

-Got plenty of room, sweetheart?

-Sure.

-You look like mother and daughter.

-Sisters look alike too.

I hate my sister.

Oh, I just love birthdays.

Birthdays are the best.

Maybe Mr. Rosenheimer

can come over here.

No matter what you say,

I intend to wait here.

Nobody said anything to you.

Cute hat you got on.

-I don't intend to take it off.

-I didn't ask you to take it off.

Bring another round of the same.

Put it on my check.

-Very good.

-Take these. We're not eating.

-Just drinks.

-Oh, yeah--

-Hello. Glad to see you.

-I doubt if anyone's glad to see me.

-You weren't invited, Mr. White.

-Meet Agnes and Joey.

-Hello.

-I love kids with floppy hair. It's so casual.

-Suppose you're wondering how I got here.

-lf she isn't, I am.

It's getting to be quite a party.

-All is not gold that glitters.

-You said a mouthful. Remember--

Just a minute. Just a minute!

I haven't got much time left.

I went to see you, Susan,

because I got word I'm being drafted.

I went to the house. You were gone.

Then I went to Mr. Nugent's--

-Yes, we know the rest of it.

-I just want to say goodbye. That's all.

You don't have to make a big thing about it.

The war's over.

I know, but guns go off by accident.

A fellow could trip on a bayonet.

I know. Going away, perhaps not seeing

your loved ones for years.

You're a fine boy, Jerry,

and a good friend.

Possibly Mr. Nugent doesn't know

how good.

-You don't have to tell me about Jerry.

-Maybe I could tell you things.

How loyal he is, and how he made sure

you won that race this afternoon.

Race?

Where were you this afternoon?

-It doesn't concern you.

-What are you talking about?

-You shouldn't say that.

-A woman scorned is a fury!

-What are you drinking, bub?

-I'll have eggnog.

Just a second. Jerry--

Bring an eggnog.

-What do you have to do with my winning?

-Two eggs!

What did you have to do

with my winning--?

Me? Joey, you shouldn't have done it.

Joey's the cutest thing.

Oh, thank you.

Did you frame it

so I could win that race?

He only did it because he knew

how I loved you.

-I forbid this kind of talk.

-Life's complicated.

-Too complicated.

-Good evening.

Sit down.

You're in time for cake.

Thanks. I will.

Wondering how I got here?

-I went to your house--

-You went to her house, found her gone.

You were suspicious

and went to my apartment.

You'd make a good detective.

-I don't like him.

-Nor do I.

-The name is Chamberlain.

-Hello.

-How do you do?

-Get him. "How do you do?"

-Know what you're doing?

-Of course.

-It might interest you--

-Know what you are?

-You're a regular Blackbeard.

-Bluebeard, dear.

-A rose by any color.

-Everybody's excited.

Nobody's excited!

I want you to know.

Only this afternoon, he told me

he's madly in love with Susan.

-Oh, Dickie, did you, darling?

-I did, yes. But I was only kidding.

-Don't kid Susan for any reason.

-You stay out of this.

Everybody's so unhappy.

Why don't we have a drink or some cake?

-I don't feel like eating.

-Chamberlain, you know--

-It's too public to continue this discussion.

-Mister, you have my chair.

-There are other chairs.

-I realize that. I suggest you occupy one.

-Do you love me?

-I want my chair.

-You're a cute child--

-I'm busy.

-I can't say I love you.

-I want my chair.

She spent $4.50 to make sure

you won that race.

That's too bad.

You can have the cup!

That victory of Nugent's was a frame-up?

For the last time, I want my chair!

Happy anniversary, Mr. and Mrs. Overholtz.

Look at this. It's their anniversary.

-Congratulations.

-It's your anniversary, my birthday--

I don't want any trouble.

I just want my chair back.

-Oh, stand up.

-And for that matter--

Please sit down.

You can have the medal.

What happened?

Always saying the wrong thing.

-Shall we fight this out?

-No. We're too excited.

-Sit.

-Right.

-I'm getting out of here.

-So am I.

-Now, now. Wait a minute.

-I've had enough of this and you.

-You attract trouble.

-There you go, jumping again.

Shut up!

Thank you for a lovely evening.

Well, thank you. Thank you!

If I was so disposed,

I could make trouble for you.

You may be a regular guy,

but I don't know.

I hope this fixes your kettle of fish.

I came to buy you a birthday drink,

and you ruined my birthday. You ruined it!

Joey got me a birthday cake

and you ruined everything!

Come on, Joey.

Let him pay for the drinks.

I'd punch you right in the nose

if I wasn't afraid you'd break my jaw.

Oh, I'm awfully sorry, Mr. Nugent.

Will there be anything else?

For instance?

Well? It's your move.

Been your move for several minutes.

I was just a little concerned

about Margaret and Susan.

They're old enough

to take care of themselves.

And you just made a stupid move.

Susan.

Susan!

-Why does she do that?

-I should find out what's wrong.

Your queen's in danger.

-Margaret.

-You and your psychology!

I will not stand for this excitement!

Your queen's still in danger.

-What's wrong?

-A great deal. I'm talking to Margaret.

That's impossible...

-...unless you break her door down.

-This is a conspiracy!

Do you intend to finish this game?

Now, Thaddeus....

-I can't stand it. I've got to talk to Susan!

-It's late. Come back in the morning.

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