The Happiest Millionaire Page #9

You will teach it to me,

won't you?

Yes, of course, sir.

And then, one of these days,

we'll have a return match.

Well, Cordelia,

these two young people

haven't been alone all evening.

Yes, well, it's time

to say good night.

It's been so nice having you,

Mr. Duke.

- May I call you Angie?

- Please.

Well, then, good night, Angie.

And we'll see you very soon.

Good night, dear.

- Good night, Mr. Duke.

- Good night, sir.

- Jujitsu, is it?

- Yes, sir.

By George, it's remarkable.

Good night, Cordy.

Papa.

Papa.

Thank you.

Thank me for what?

He could've killed me.

Can we announce

our engagement soon?

- Yes, of course.

- Why not?

And can I go to New York

and meet Angie's family?

Definitely.

The Biddles and the Dukes will

have to get to know each other.

The sooner, the better.

Angier!

Angier, you sly boy.

Whatever have you gone and done?

Mother, I'd like you

to meet Cordelia.

So this is the girl.

The one you have picked out of

all the world to be yours alone.

My goodness.

Why, I nearly fainted

when I got your call.

Engaged.

Imagine that.

And to a girl from Philadelphia.

We're going to have

a busy schedule.

Mother, I hope

you haven't told people.

- Cordy and I thought...

- Only a select few.

Come along, Cordelia, dear.

Everyone who knows

is frantic to entertain you.

Lorraine Mansfield

called three times.

Angie.

I thought you'd never come.

I know. I got stuck

with my cousin Margaret.

I'm freezing.

I'll fix that.

Angier?

Are you out here?

Oh, so you are.

Behind a bush.

We came out for

a little fresh air, Mother.

The last thing we need, Angier,

is for you to come down

with a cold.

We'll be right in, Mother.

Well, I'd appreciate it.

People are asking for you.

Excuse me.

Papa!

Cordy!

Let me look at you.

You're going to end up a real

beauty if you're not careful.

Oh, Papa.

Oh, I'm so glad to see you.

Oh, it's good to see you,

sweetheart.

Come over here and sit down.

Now, tell me.

How do you like the big city?

Oh, fine.

There's always

something going on.

You get along

with the Dukes all right?

Yes, of course.

Perfectly.

Cordy?

Mr. Biddle!

- How are you, son?

- Just fine, sir.

Keeping that jujitsu

in good practice?

I've been doing

a little practicing myself.

Angier!

Oh, Mother.

Oh.

Mother, may I introduce

Mr. Biddle?

Oh!

Oh, well,

this is a happy surprise.

I'm very pleased to

meet you, Mrs. Duke.

Is it quite safe?

A beautiful woman has

always been safe with me.

I doubt that, Mr. Biddle.

Mrs. Duke, Mrs. Biddle and I

are sorry we've had to refuse

the kind invitations

we've received.

But, well, it seems this war

has been taking up all my time.

We've all been disappointed,

naturally.

What finally brought you

to New York?

- I'm on tour.

- Tour?

With a squad of Marines.

We demonstrate

bayonet techniques.

In auditoriums, theaters.

Anywhere we can find the space.

Whatever for?

It's a recruiting device.

Stirs the blood to see these men

locked in hand-to-hand combat.

I'm sure it must.

We're just passing through

New York on our way to Boston.

I couldn't resist

stopping off between trains

to see my little girl.

It's been a treat for all of us.

You'll join our party,

of course?

I'm afraid I can't, Mrs. Duke.

I have a 10:
00 train to catch.

Well, I'll go with you

to the station.

Good, Cordy.

I'd like that.

If you'll excuse her

for a while, Mrs. Duke.

But of course.

Excuse me.

I'll get my wrap.

I can get you a cab, sir.

Oh, thank you.

Well, it won't be long now.

The wedding in Philadelphia.

No, no.

It won't be long.

And how do you like it?

They make a handsome couple.

Oh, you don't like it

any better than I do.

It takes getting used to.

Wasn't too long ago that Angie

wouldn't pick a suit of clothes

without asking my opinion.

Now he goes off to Lakewood

for a weekend

and picks someone to spend

the rest of his life with.

Yes.

Well, Mrs. Duke,

I want to thank you

for the generous way

you've entertained my daughter.

It's my pleasure, Mr. Biddle.

I love spectacle.

Well, I'm not so sure

how spectacular

you'll find Philadelphia.

But we'll certainly do our best.

I'm sure you will.

Good night.

Good night.

I think I might be coming home

next week.

Oh?

But I thought you were going to

stay till the end of the month.

Well, I'm awfully tired.

You're sure there's

nothing wrong?

Of course I'm sure.

I just want to curl up

in my own bed in my own room

and stay there for about a week.

They're not like us, Papa.

? When a man has a daughter?

? She's always in his heart?

? Happiness is part

of all his prayers?

? When a man has a daughter?

? He wants her life to be?

? As smooth as satin ribbons

that she wears?

? What's wrong with that??

? What's wrong with that??

? I want her home,

where she's free of care?

? I miss her footsteps

on the stairs?

? What's wrong with that??

Mrs. Duke?

Yes?

I found some more people

for you to meet.

How delightful.

Gentlemen, this is Cordy's

future mother-in-law.

Mrs. Duke,

may I present Joe Turner?

Glad to know you, Mrs. Duke.

Joe is one of the mainstays

in my Bible classes.

You'd never believe he was a bum

and a drunk when I found him.

Mr. Biddle sure saved me,

all right.

- He's tops on my list.

- I'm sure.

You're marrying into

a fine family.

Yes.

We'll try to be deserving.

And this is Bill O'Brien.

Bill once fought

for the heavyweight title.

If I'd have lasted that

third round, I'd have got him.

I was just gettin' onto

his tricks.

It's really something

to fight for the title.

Oh, there's Madame LaFarge.

Finest voice teacher

in Philadelphia.

Do you like opera, Mrs. Duke?

Sometimes.

Madame LaFarge sings

a mean "Carmen."

Would you excuse me?

Nice party, huh, Mrs. Duke?

Oh, yes.

Colorful.

We can't let New York

outclass Philadelphia.

Thanks, John.

Say, I could use another slug

of that champagne punch.

How about you, Mrs. Duke?

Oh, no, thank you.

I haven't finished the slug

I already have.

Tell me.

Does Mr. Biddle often

present himself in concert?

From time to time, ma'am.

He sang once at a real opera.

Dressed up like a clown, he was.

And sang out loud and clear

through the whole thing.

It sounds as though he were

appropriately costumed.

Papa did "Pagliacci" with

the Manhattan Opera Company.

You're joking.

At least he feels like singing.

Well, so do I sometimes.

But I keep it to myself.

Aren't you having

anything to eat?

You might like the sour pickles.

Oh, shut up.

Hi.

You're crying.

You're late.

Is that why you're crying?

No.

I'm crying because...

Oh, I don't know why.

Cordy, there has to be a reason.

Angie.

We're gonna be married

in just three days.

I know.

I'm afraid.

Ever since we got engaged,

I never see you alone.

We never talk.

We never touch.

I seem like a total stranger

to you, right?

You feel it, too?

Yes, Cordy.

That's why I was late today.

I was so nervous and worried

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