The Horse in the Gray Flannel Suit Page #10
- G
- Year:
- 1968
- 113 min
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get over that thing alive.
- Relax, Daddy.
- Relax, relax.
Look who's talkin',
the program twister.
Stay.
Good luck,
Senorita Suzie.
Good luck, Lieutenant Mario.
[Announcer] In this secondjump-off,
ladies and gentlemen...
time taken to complete the course
will be the deciding factor...
ifboth horses have
First to go will be Rascala...
- ridden by Lieutenant Mario Lorendo.
- Whoa.
[Crowd Gasps]
Ladies and gentlemen, Rascala
and Lieutenant Mario Lorendo...
four faults.
Time:
3 7.6 seconds.Now, our second contender...
Aspercel, ridden
by Miss Suzie Clemens.
[Applause]
[Crowd Gasps]
- Is she out?
- Four faults.
- [Bolton] Now it's against the clock.
- And she still has the wall.
Beautiful!
Clock?
Ladies and gentlemen, Aspercel,
owned by Miss Helen Bolton...
and ridden by
Miss Suzie Clemens...
four faults!
Time:
37 point...- Point what?
- Point two seconds!
Point two seconds!
Look, honey, we won!
Aspie! Aspie!
- Congratulations, senorita.
- Thank you.
Ladies and gentlemen,
for the grand champion
open jumper goes to Aspercel.
[Applause Continues]
You know, you could do a lot worse
than making Fred Bolton a partner.
- Hmm?
- Never mind. I'll tell ya later.
Come on.
Come on, honey.
Come on, come on.
Let's go.
Excuse me.
Here, let me have that, will ya, honey?
Nice goin' there.
- [Charlie] Come on, Alex.
- Come on, Daddy!
[Chattering, Laughing]
Come on, Alex.
Get one.
[Dugan]
Yes, we did rather well
out there.
[Charlie] All right, folks, can we get
a little room here, please?
I want to get a picture
of the little lady with...
Get it, Alex. Right here.
Sorry, Mr. Dugan. Good. All
right, now where's the fellow
with the silver soup bowl?
- Harry, Harry, you got the silver thing?
- Right over here.
Yeah. Come on, honey.
Come on, sweetheart.
I'll take that, sir. Here.
Take it right... Hey, congratulations!
- My boy, I told you we'd make it.
- Congratulations, Freddie.
That's it. Very nice.
Oh, General, good...
- Lieutenant.
- Lieutenant General.
- No, just Lieutenant.
- Yeah, all right.
All right, come on.
Let's get you over here.
- [Charlie] By the man, that's it.
- [Dugan] Ah, yes.
Okay, that's a good one.
Go.
Now, I want a picture of me
personally with the little girl
that jumped the big wall!
Right over here!
Congratulations, Mr. Bolton.
This must be a very big night for you.
- Well, it's, uh... It is. It is.
- Good night, sir.
Shall I take him
to his stall, Mr. Bolton?
Uh, no, I'll take him.
I'll take him.
[Chattering]
[Charlie] Come on. Let's get a little
closer there, folks, for a picture.
Come on, Aspie. Let's, uh, open up
some oats and celebrate.
[Charlie] Okay, now, this way,
everybody! Good, good. One more.
One more. Don't move.
Don't move. One more.
Well, Aspie, you did it.
Won the big event.
Well, saved my job,
the Allied Drug account.
So how come
I feel so miserable?
Feel like we won the battle
and lost the war.
So there you are.
- Well, hello there and congratulations.
- And where were you?
Oh, uh, here, there.
I was, uh...
standing among your admirers,
waiting to congratulate you.
- That's enough.
- Oh, you were, were you?
Yes, yes, I was there,
but you were, uh, tied up.
I'm sorry, Freddie. Everything happened
so fast. I was looking for you.
It was no wonder you couldn't see me
with your Mr. Madison...
smothering you with
those victory kisses.
Oh, Freddie!
You really are an ever-faithful,
true-blue, cornball type.
- Cornball?
That was just my way
of thanking Archer.
Without him, we wouldn't
have won or anything.
- Yeah?
- That's all. I promise.
Now, wasn't there something
terribly important...
that you wanted
to tell me...
but never got
the chance to?
Yes, there was.
Yes, there is.
Come here.
Come here. Suzie.
- Suzie?
- Mm-hmm.
- I'm gonna talk fast. Suzie, l...
- Suzie! Daddy!
We've been looking
all over for you!
- L... I'll come back later.
- No, no, honey. Honey, come back now.
And you started the whole thing,
so don't give me that fake surprise bit.
- He finally got around to it.
- Finally.
Oh! Suzie,
I'm so happy for you.
Daddy!
When's the wedding?
- The wedding?
- The wedding?
- Oh, Daddy.
- Well, you made it
a pretty short courtship.
Does save a lot of dialogue
though, doesn't it?
Hey, Freddie, come on! Dugan
wants pictures of everybody
with the soup bowl here.
Get the trophy. Suzie, you hold it.
Let's get you right close to the horse.
That's it. In closer.
Beautiful. Stay like that.
Come on. Everybody close
together. Alex, you set now?
Look this way like
a big happy family.
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