The Dancing Masters Page #2

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Harder.

- Good day, Mrs. Harlan.

- How do you do, John?

- Miss Trudy?

- Hello.

Grant.

You all look alike

with those things on.

You didn't recognize

the great Lawrence personality?

- How's your invention?

- Swell, Trudy.

The invisible ray is almost finished.

It'll burn everything it hits. A new

weapon that will revolutionize warfare.

- Why, that's marvelous.

- What are you doing at the plant?

We're picking up Father. He and Mother

are leaving for Washington.

I thought you might be interested

in the fact that I'll be alone tonight.

You mean without

that George Worthing around?

Now, Grant, I'll tell you what to do.

You pick up Stanley and Oliver

and we'll have a party.

- Okay.

- Be there at 8 sharp.

- The folks will be gone by then.

- Swell.

Oh, here comes your father

and George Worthing. Duck, quick.

I'll see you later.

Our trip to Washington's very important,

George.

What happens if Washington

approves our merger?

Well, you automatically

become vice president...

...and, I hope, my son-in-law.

Now here's an example,

this obsolete boiler, which...

Why, you clumsy fool.

Can't you watch what it... You.

- I might have suspected it.

- I think he did it on purpose.

- I assure you...

I have an excuse for firing you.

- Oh, Mr. Harlan, l...

- Get out of here.

Come along, Worthing.

Wasn't that nice of her to leave

the door open for us?

- Yeah.

- Well, we're right on time.

- Oh, Trudy, we're here.

- What was that?

It must be the radio, Mother.

I'll go down and turn it off.

Did you get the potato salad?

Yeah, and I got this succotash

and the "bolami."

- I think it's in that bag...

- Bolami.

- Hi, Trudy.

- Shh. The folks haven't left yet.

Come back later.

Here comes Father. He'd better not find

you here. Hide, quick.

In here.

I forgot my pipe.

- I'll get it, Daddy.

- Never mind. I'll get it.

Where did I leave that pipe?

Now, let me see.

Oh, yes, yes, of course.

Hurry, Daddy,

you'll be late for your plane.

- Goodbye, Trudy dear.

- Goodbye, Mother.

- Come on, Wentworth.

- Goodbye, dear.

Goodbye, Daddy.

Oh, Daddy,

you'll be late for your plane.

- Daddy, goodbye.

- Goodbye.

That was close. If Father had caught

Grant here, he would've killed him...

...and likely shot both of you.

I notice he's got a lot of guns.

He's a crack shot.

He's won a lot of trophies.

How about a drink? My nerves

are all shot, do you know that?

Yeah. I wish we had

something stronger than ginger ale.

It's good you didn't get anything

stronger.

Father won't have

liquor in the house.

Make yourselves at home.

We'll fix supper.

Say, Trudy, I brought you

some chrysanthemums.

- Oh, how beautiful. Thank you, Stanley.

- I'm glad you like them.

Chrysanthemums.

- Where did you get them?

- I got them out of her garden.

You know, she's got the most

beautiful flowers that you ever saw.

In fact, l...

We might need some glasses, Ollie.

Give it to me, I'll open it.

Simple.

Would you settle for orange juice?

Oh, that Ora. She always fills up the

icebox until it won't hold another thing.

- Gee, what a swell home.

- Yeah, here's a radio.

Boy, look at that library. I wonder if they

have Superman or Dick Tracy.

Boswell's Life of Johnson.

Gee, I bet that's interesting.

Yeah, I remember the day

that Jess Willard knocked him out.

- It sure was a hot day.

- Gee, I'll... I'll have to read that.

It must be a swell book.

Say, didn't Trudy's old man say that he

wouldn't have any liquor in the house?

- Yeah.

- Well, there's a bar here with everything.

- Where?

- Right here.

Boy, your nerves certainly are shot.

You sit down and I'll get you

some music to soothe them.

Now, just relax.

- Look, look, look.

- What?

See...

Sit down.

You'd better remove your hat. Maybe

it's causing a pressure on your head.

Bar.

- Okay, boys, food's on.

- Come on, men, dig in.

- Here you are.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- Say, Trudy.

You say your father wouldn't

allow liquor in the house?

That's right.

I saw a bar over there

as big as that bookcase...

...full of whiskey and stuff

and things and everything.

Oh, don't be ridiculous, Stanley.

Don't mind him, Trudy,

he's not feeling well lately.

He's been overdoing

the Dance of the Pelican.

You'll pardon me, Trudy,

but I think that you're sitting on my hat.

- I'm so sorry, Oliver.

- That's all right.

I'm awfully sorry.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Here you are.

You see, you had no priorities

on your bookings...

...and the Army took over

your seats.

We need to get to Washington,

we're on government business.

I'm very sorry but three officers

have to go east tonight.

Why did you give us the reservations

if you can't deliver them?

- I'm very sorry.

- There's nothing we can do about it.

Won't Trudy be surprised when we

return?

Come and spend the evening with us.

Yes, do, Trudy would be so happy

to see you.

- Trudy, that was delicious.

- Yeah, the bolami was swell.

- I'll put these away, then we'll have fun.

- Good.

Say, how about opening a bottle of

ginger ale and let's raise some dickens.

- Sounds like a good idea.

- I think it is.

Then maybe we can play some

pong-ping. We'll really have a lot of...

- Open this, Ollie, will you?

- I don't care for any.

- Here, I'll open it.

- Okay.

What causes that to fuzzle?

The bottles are warm.

They should be put in the icebox.

That's a good idea.

Here, now put them in the icebox.

What in the world

happened to you?

I was trying to open a bottle

of ginger ale and it slipped.

Look at me, I'm soaked.

Well, I might as well go home.

Oh, don't go home, Grant.

Take them off, I'll dry them for you.

- Okay.

- Oh, I'll do it, Ollie.

Bring them into the kitchen

and they'll be ready in a jiffy.

All right, take them off, Grant.

Stanley, what in the world

are you doing?

Well, Ollie told me to put them

in the icebox.

- No, no, Stanley, in here.

- Oh, pardon me, l...

That's all right.

Oh, Stanley, I'm sorry.

- You want them pressed?

- Never mind, just get them dry.

- Why don't you be careful?

- Well, why didn't you knock?

- I didn't know you were here.

- Oh, knock.

- Did you see him push me?

- I certainly did.

- You know what I'm going to do?

- No, what?

When he does it again,

the first thing I'll...

You'll do what?

I'll push you back.

- Why, you little...

- No, no, boys, not here.

Well, it's a good thing you interfered.

- Is that so?

- Yes.

- Come on outside.

- All right.

The harder they fall, the bigger I am.

- Come and see this.

- You stay here, I'll be right back.

I'll show you.

Remember, you asked for this,

you little pipsqueak.

- That settles it.

- You bet it.

I'll show you.

Now, put your hands

and fight like a man.

Here comes her old man.

Oh, no, no, no, there's too many guns

in there. Upstairs.

I'm going up to change.

I'll see you later.

We'll be in the Rumpus Room, dear.

- Say, you've got quite a place here.

- This is my sanctum sanctorum.

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