The Glass Bottom Boat Page #7

Zack.

Am l glad to see you.

Well, what did you do to the general?

He is flying.

Forget it, sweetheart.

l can't stand older men.

You can't?

l was married to one once.

Spent all my nights playing dominoes.

-You know what l mean?

-D-U-L, dull.

Well, tell me, how do l grab you?

You're just the right age, Zackie.

You keep that up,

and l'm gonna be a lot older.

You know, when l kissed you last night,

something went. . .

-. . . ''bong. ''

-Yeah. . .

. . .l heard it.

Well, you should've. lt was a loud. . .

-. . .bong.

-Yeah. . . .

What do we do now?

We're adults, aren't we?

So let's act like a couple of kids.

Well. . .

. . .l'm planning on spending

the night here.

Wanna get together later?

You tell me where and when.

-ln the Red Room. . .

-ln the Red Room. . .

-. . .at five after 1 2.

-. . .at five after 1 2.

With bells on?

And pajama bottoms. Or tops.

Here you are, my dear.

Thank you, Wallace.

To your beauty.

How sweet.

Cheers, y'all.

l almost forgot.

l have to make a phone call.

My sick aunt.

Will you excuse me? l'll be right back.

-Follow her. l'll cover the phone.

-Right.

064. . .

. . .064, come in, please.

All phones bugged.

Now, hear this.

Mary had a little lamb

Its fleece was white as snow

That is all.

Over and out.

May l have this dance. . .

. . .officer?

Knock it off, buster.

l've been watching you.

You've been acting suspiciously. . .

. . .especially around the buffet table.

The buffet table,

and you haven't taken a bite.

l'm trying, you know--

l see you like olives.

So do l.

-This one looks like it's made of metal.

-l love them that way.

What's wrong with that olive?

Nothing.

lt's terrific.

Hello, general. Have you seen Jenny?

-Jenny?

-Jenny.

-Oh, Jenny.

-Jenny.

No. Good night, old man.

-Wait. You're not falling out this early.

-lt's quite late for me, you know.

Almost 1 2:
00, my bedtime.

Sleep. . . . Sleep well.

-Hi, old buddy.

-Hi. Where's Jenny?

Jenny?

l don't know. Good night.

Where are you going?

l'm going to bed. Little fellas need

nine hours, you know. Good night.

Wait a minute. You haven't been to bed

before 1 2:
00 since the pabulum habit.

What's going on?

Simmer down. l've got a date.

-With whom?

-Jenny, that's with who.

-Whom. Jenny?

-Who?

Yeah, she wants to worm military

secrets out of me.

Fortunately, l don't know any. . .

. . .but l'm willing to make some up.

You wouldn't hit a coward, now,

would you?

-You got room?

-Yes, l can see, thank you.

Excuse me, miss. Your bow is untied.

-Really?

-Can l help?

You're so kind.

-Would you be good enough?

-Yes.

Just step back here, toward the lamp.

lt's satin.

-Satin does slip, doesn't it?

-Yes.

l'm very partial to satin.

l was married in satin.

That is, my first marriage.

There we are. That's a lovely bow.

-There.

-Thank you so much.

-You're welcome, dear.

-You're sweet.

Where do you think you're going?

Who do you think you're talking to?

Get out--

-You're staying here.

-l am not staying here.

You're staying until you tell me

what's going on.

ls something going on? l hadn't noticed.

-l wanna know about this nutty talk.

-What do you mean, nutty talk?

And give me my purse.

lt has a two-way wrist radio in it.

That nutty talk.

That's what l'm talking about.

Oh, really? Well, l'm also sending

a message to the Kremlin.

Really?

What kind of message is that?

-My secret formula for octopus pudding.

-Octopus pu--

-You listened in.

-l listened in.

Stay. l'm going to the general

to straighten this out.

-l will not--

-l said, wait.

-l said, no.

-l said, wait.

l said, no.

-You'll wait.

-Put me down.

You put me down.

You put me down.

-You let me out of here.

-Wait.

-l have a date.

-l know, with Zack.

l'll keep it for you, and bust him

in the mouth.

Let me out. Help.

Help.

-Just the man--

-l wanna talk.

Those calls, there is no question.

She's an agent--

She's no more an agent than you are.

lf you're the best the ClA has. . .

-. . .this country's in trouble.

-You look here. We'll have to detain her.

Mrs. Nelson can leave here

whenever she wishes.

-What's that noise?

-What?

l locked her in the closet.

-You said she was free.

-She is. So are you. You're off the case.

-Wait a minute.

-Take a long vacation at my expense.

You can't do this.

l can't? Come with me.

Operator? l want Washington, D.C. . .

. . .l want Central lntelligence.

l want a man called Donald C. Heddley.

Sure, l'll wait.

l'll show you whether-- Hill?

Hill?

This vault of 1 0-inch steel plate will open

only to the frequency of my own voice...

...repeating this equation.

G for gamma, B for beta...

...A for alpha...

...omega for open sesame.

-How long, skipper?

-Long enough to find out what's going on.

-What about these snoopers?

-They give you trouble. . .

-. . .dump them overboard

-Take care, now, skipper.

Everything will be okay unless

some idiot asks me about Vladimir.

Vladimir sent me.

No, no. Please.

That's it, Don. Put men onto it,

and l'll handle things here.

Right.

Where is that Cripps? Cripps?

-Homer Cripps.

-Yes, sir?

Listen, put two guards in the vault room,

seal the gates and find Edgar Hill.

-Hill, did you say?

-You heard me. Find him.

His name's not Hill,

he's not with the ClA. Find him.

-Not wi--?

-Find him!

Right, sir.

Let me out of here!

Anna.

Somebody!

Get me out of here!

Help!

Get me out of here.

Help!

Jenny.

Darling, everything's okay.

l love you.

Jen-- Jenny, l love you.

Jenny, and l love your

banana-cream cake.

Jenny?

Down, down. Sit.

Get out of here. Go on. Beat it.

You silly darn thing, now beat it. Go on.

Get out of here.

Actually, l. . .

. . .shouldn't be. . .

. . .enjoying this so much.

Hi-ho, H-hour.

My only regret. . .

. . .is that l have but one life. . .

. . .to give for my country.

Yeah. Well, when you two have finished

playing house, l got news for you.

For your information, the ClA--

-Did you open the safe?

-No.

Well, somebody did.

Well, you wanna meet early

and pick out the furniture?

Sit down, Mrs. Nelson.

What are you doing?

Sit down.

Don't yell.

First, who are you?

And who are you. . .

. . .spying for?

Who are you spying for?

l don't know anything about anything,

do you hear me?

They decided l was a spy.

Well, they had their fun

and l've had mine.

-Now, it is over.

-Don't move!

lt is not over, Mrs. Nelson.

lt is over.

No.

Let's start again.

Who is Vladimir?

What about Gismo?

l've told you everything.

Talk, Mrs. Nelson.

lt's unbelievable how hot

the end of a cigar gets.

-You wouldn't dare do that!

-Oh, no?

Yes! ln this spy business,

it's dog eat dog.

How can l tell you something

l don't know?

Wait.

l--

What's the matter with you?

l don't smoke!

-l'll get some water.

-Yes, but no! Don't move!

Stay where you are--!

Please don't!

A water pistol!

l could-- lf l weren't a lady,

l'd give you such a--

-Oh, sit down!

-l'm a failure!

-You are!

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