The Invisible Woman Page #2

Kitty, what kept you?

My mail.

I never get any mail.

All I get is a cold in my head.

Here, dear.

You're wearing number 37.

Oh, Kitty, hurry!

What are you thinking of?

What would you do

if you could become invisible?

Kitty, do you feel all right?

I feel as though

I'm ready to take the plunge.

Hurry, Kitty!

I will.

All right, pay attention!

Quit daydreaming!

Remember, we're not in

business for your amusement!

Every minute wasted means money lost.

Every second delayed keeps a buyer waiting.

Eyes front, chin up,

shoulders back!

- Where's number 37?

- Coming right out, Mr. Growley.

All right, Carroll.

Don't try to sneak by.

You were two minutes late.

You're docked an hour's pay.

That's unfair!

I've never been late before.

Besides, two minutes is exactly

130th of an hour. Really, Carroll!

Maybe you'd like to take up bookkeeping...

somewhere else! Well, would you?

- Well, I didn't mean...

- That's better.

And you?

I'm sorry, Mr. Growley.

I have a cold in my head.

You sniffle in front of customers,

you're fired! Mr. Growley!

Mind your own business.

There are plenty of younger

women for your job. Yes, sir.

Now I know what I'd do.

I'd kick him

right in the pants.

All right, get going,

everybody.

Good morning. I'm sure

you'll like our new showing.

How do you do?

How do you do?

How are you?

How do you do?

This is our new dinner dress.

Smile.

Show the back, little lady.

Let me see that.

How much?

Take it easy, will you?

What's that?

They tore it.

Mr. Growley, I came here to

do business. Not be insulted.

Please, ladies!

Of course the girl is wrong.

She'll apologize to you

or I shall dismiss her.

They tore it. Apologize.

The customer's always right.

This time the customers happen

to be wrong, aren't they, girls?

Since you three stick together so

well, you can be fired together,

or do you apologize?

I apologize.

All right.

You can go.

Now, ladies, while the models

change, I'll show you new material.

Kitty, what are you doing?

I'm leaving.

We can't go on being stepped on

like this for 16.50 a week.

Docked when we're sick, when we're late.

Treated like dogs, humiliated!

It's time one of us showed

Growley where he gets off.

It's time he behaved

like a human being.

What are you gonna do? Where

you gonna go? I'll be back.

If I have any luck,

nobody will see me!

Professor Gibbs, please.

Who shall I say is calling?

Miss Growley...

I mean, Miss Carroll.

I came in answer to an ad.

Would you tell Professor Growley...

Professor Gibbs that I'm here?

Step in.

There's a person outside, Professor,

to see you about your ad.

Good. Send him in.

It's a her.

A her?

You mean, skirts and things?

Mmm, skirts and things.

Mrs. Jackson,

you're letting me down!

I can't possibly perform my experiment

unless the subject doesn't wear...

hasn't any...

is... is, you know, in the, uh...

in the "altogether,"

as it were.

What am I going to do?

How should I know?

Dear, dear.

I can't afford to lose her.

I might never find another!

You tell her.

Tell her what?

About the disrobing. Tell her it's

purely in the interest of science.

We can put her

behind the screen.

Nothing could be

more proper.

And, of course, during the

experiment, you'll stay right here.

I don't know as I want to see folks

get invisible. Might give me a turn.

It's her or you, Mrs. Jackson.

Take your choice.

You're either victim

or chaperone!

All right, all right!

I'll tell her!

Be careful of this.

It belongs to my roommate.

And this too.

Also these.

The shoes are mine, though.

She gave them to me.

May I come in?

Yes, we're ready for you now.

How's the visibility today, Prof?

You didn't tell me in your

letter that you were a girl.

I wanted to be sure it wasn't one of

those "for girls only"propositions.

I expected a man,

but you'll do.

Give me your arm.

Ouch! Is that all there is to it?

Oh, no! We have to treat

the body externally as well.

Will it hurt? Will it hurt? Not at all.

Perhaps a slight tickling

sensation for a minute or two. Good.

I don't tickle easily.

All ready to begin!

Ah!

Wait a minute! This won't make

me invisible forever, will it?

Just for a few hours.

Just what I want.

Go ahead, shoot! You're sure you're

willing to go through with this?

- I said, shoot!

- Because it'll work!

It really doesn't hurt.

- No, but it tickles.

- I'll say it does.

Ooh, you look like

a custard pie.

Am I dissolving yet?

That's that!

She's gone!

Don't you dare

come back here.

Why, is something

still showing?

I can't see anything,

but how do I know you can't?

Here, take this.

Try and take

a good look at yourself.

I really am invisible!

There, Mrs. Jackson! Do you see? No.

No, I don't.

Not a darn thing.

Wait till I call Dick.

It's a staggering success.

Sit down, Miss, uh...

Kitty, Kitty Carroll.

Make yourself at home.

I'll be right back.

You watch her, Mrs. Jackson. Watch what?

Seven years bad luck.

Don't you come near me,

miss. Don't worry, cutie.

I'm going away from you. Professor

said you were to stay here.

Not me! Ha-ha! Growley,

Growley! Here I come!

Oh.

Excuse me, sir.

The professor just phoned.

He said, would you

come over right away?

He said to tell you that he

has done it. That's great!

Just a minute. I've got to

go over and not see somebody.

Pardon, sir. Would you care

to not have a cup of tea?

Now then, Richard, I will show

you she has completely disappeared.

Professor... Go away! Don't

interrupt! You bore me.

Now, can you see anyone?

Neither hide nor hair.

Did you say, "she"?

Yeah.

Permit me

to introduce you.

Uh, Miss Carroll, allow me

to present Dick Russell,

my young friend and patron.

Dick, this is Miss Kitty Carroll.

Don't be afraid.

Shake hands. Shake hands with what?

Come, come, Miss Kitty!

Shake hands. Say hello.

Really, she was here.

Sure, of course she was.

Maybe you'd better lie down

for a while. Lie down? Nonsense!

Good heavens! Maybe some

reaction I didn't foresee.

Maybe she's fainted.

W- Where are you, Miss Carroll?

Where are you, Kitty?

Kitty, Kitty, Kitty!

Kitty, Kit...

Not you. Miss Carroll!

Bah! Avast! Avant.

Out of me way.

"Thou troublest me.

Thy bones are marrowless. "

Oh, there you are, sir.

You'll be pleased to know

the silverware is back from the bank,

the trunks are unpacked and the slipcovers

are off throughout the entire house.

That's fine, George. We're closing

up after all. Very good, sir.

We're what?

Mrs. Jackson! Mrs. Jackson! What do you want?

What have you done with

her? What have I done?

She's gone! Of course. That's

what I tried to tell you.

Where? Where? Wh-Where? How do I know?

Didn't she say anything?

Yes.

She said, "Growley, Growley! Here I come!"

But that doesn't make sense!

M...

"Growley! Growley! Here I co... "

Growley. Growley? Growley?

Come, come, Mrs. Bates.

I'll finish that for you.

Snuffling and sniffling

in the buyers' faces!

Get your things and get out.

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