The Invisible Woman Page #3

You're fired! Please, Mr. Growley.

Don't fire me. Let me come back

when I get rid of this cold.

You'll never come back!

You're fired!

Eyes front, chin up, shoulders back!

Get going!

Growley.

Growley!

You miserable,

wicked man!

Bullying poor

little working girls,

firing them, docking them

and enjoying it.

You're docking a girl

to pay for this too, aren't you?

The day of reckoning has come.

Now you'll see how it feels

when the shoe's on the other foot.

Oh, Mr. Growley.

If a girl's late, you fine her!

If a girl's got a cold,

you fire her!

You certainly do things

the hard way.

There it goes!

And maybe you should be

sent after it.

Please, whoever you are... I

am the voice of your conscience.

Lean over the windowsill,

Growley.

Oh, I...

I said, lean over!

Eyes front, Mr. Growley!

Chin up!

Shoulder's back, you worm!

You've always had

a kick coming.

And here's one for interest,

and one to grow on!

There, you've had that

coming to you for a long time.

I'm sick of you,

Mr. Growley,

and I'm sick of getting in and out

of these crummy dresses!

I'm sick of leering men buyers

and snooty women buyers.

I'm sick of the whole thing!

Well, well! If it isn't

my old pal, the time clock.

Here's something

to remember me by!

Paper! Paper! Evening paper!

How do you do?

I should like some information

regarding a personal advertisement.

Sorry, sir, but personal

means personal.

Stick 'em up! Oh, go on home to your mother.

I ain't got a mother.

But I got a gun.

There's only 37.50

in the cash box.

We don't want cash. We want the address

of an ad. About being made invisible.

That one was put in by a loony

called Gibbs. Where do we find him?

In the bug house by rights, but

I've got his address. Gimme that!

Pick 'em up,

butterfingers!

That's the kinda help

you get nowadays.

This is the joint.

Say, where did you

get this car?

I didn't get it.

Hammerhead got it.

Why'd you do that?

Shh.

Where did you get this car?

I just picked it up.

Nice pickings!

Shh.

What are we gonna talk

to this professor about?

It don't make no difference, as long as

you get the layout of the invisible machine.

You're a scientist, Foghorn.

You're a smooth talker.

Here, take this with ya.

Put that away!

Scientists don't carry

tommy guns.

Maybe we should've brought

a butterfly net, huh?

Don't trouble, Mrs. Jackson.

I have nothing more important

to do than answer the door.

Suit yourself!

Let me in quickly, Professor.

Go away!

I am not speaking to you!

Don't be an old, stuffed shirt!

I had to go and smack down the boss!

A fine reason for becoming

invisible. The only reason.

Jobs are scarce,

and I can't afford to be fired!

I've got to warn you...

I am not interested!

I am highly displeased

with you!

Have I the honor of addressing

Professor Gibbs?

My name is Hardwick Spencer.

I'm a fellow scientist.

I represent a group in Mexico.

Good, sir. Come right in.

Thank you.

Go away!

Now, wait...

Not you, sir. Her!

Her? Who's her?

My first subject.

I am annoyed with her

and wash me hands of her.

You've already tried the

experiment and it works? And how!

Don't pay

any attention to her.

I'll gladly show you

the machine.

I suppose you will be

convinced by a demonstration.

That's exactly the idea.

Have you ever been to Mexico?

M- Mexico? Why, no.

Oh, you'll like it.

A fine trip.

And the boys... my associates

will give you a royal welcome.

Thank you for the invitation.

Invitation, my eye!

I saw them drive up. They have guns. G...

Mr. Spencer...

That's a lie!

Is it? Professor, ask him how

he knew where to find you.

Why, he saw the advertisement in the paper.

Of course I did.

Naughty, naughty!

The ad didn't give

the professor's name or address.

She's right. How did you find

me, if I'm not too personal?

Why, I-I...

You're a crook!

I'm a crook!

No, I'm a scientist!

Back to Mexico, you wolf

in scientist's clothing!

Take it away! Don't do that! Take it away!

And don't you come back,

or I'll cut you dead!

Well, I suppose I should be grateful

to you for disposing of him like that.

Thank you...

and good-bye.

Come on, Professor.

Be a sport and forgive me.

Haven't I proved

your experiment a success?

I knew that beforehand.

I merely wished to utilize you

to convince somebody.

Gosh, I am sorry.

Is there time to show me to this

somebody before I get visible again?

Just about. I'll tell him

we're coming over.

Hmm. Dick Russell, please.

Tell him it's Professor Gibbs.

Uh, now what are you doing?

I'm dodging the draft.

The man from Mars,

Professor Gibbs, sir.

He seems to have passed out...

Uh, seems to be out, sir.

What? Tell...

You're materializing!

Go get your clothes on!

Ooh!

- My clothes are on!

- Nonsense! They're behind the screen.

What screen? He seems to be

on one of those things again, sir.

Ah, he's nuts. He says

you're nuts, Um... What?

Tell him a slight complication

has arisen.

The girl came back,

but now she's materialized.

If I can persuade her to get undressed

again, I'll bring her right over.

The girl?

Bring her over undressed?

Why, Professor,

I'm ashamed of you!

Now what's up? It's too

delicate to repeat, sir.

Part of it was, he would bring

the girl over. Oh, no, he isn't!

We're leaving right now for the

lodge. We'll leave now for the lodge?

You mean, I have to cover up

everything else again? Certainly.

Don't say that.

Give the moths a holiday.

I've been in service 25 years,

and I never...

I resign again, sir,

and again.

And again, and again.

Sometimes I suspect

that man of his isn't all there.

On the other hand, you are.

What could have gone wrong?

You're not supposed to

be visible for another hour!

I'm sorry, but at least I'll get

back to work so I can check out.

Yes, I suppose you must, though

it's very awkward for me. Very!

Years of work,

taking all that money from him.

Never be able to pay him now.

He'll think I'm balmy! This would

have solved everything. Dear, dear.

Stop!

You're breaking my heart.

Do you want me

to be invisible again?

Yes! But you wouldn't.

I don't suppose

I should expect...

But if you could get

the rest of the day off...

Okay,

I'll try Growley.

You are the nicest visible

I have ever met.

And we'll abolish

the time clock too.

And, Mrs. Bates, don't forget

to call the lady with the cold.

Tell her to stay in bed until it's better.

She can have her job back anytime. Yes, sir.

That's all, except in the future

we'll serve tea at 4:00.

You'll all like that,

won't you? Yes, Mr. Growley.

If you'll excuse me,

I have to answer my phone.

What's happened

to Mr. Growley?

Hello, Miss Carroll.

How are you, my dear child?

Yes, of course

this is Mr. Growley.

You needn't have bothered

to ask at all.

Certainly. Take the

whole weekend if you like.

Have a lovely time. Bye-bye,

my dear. And have fun.

How am I doin'?

It's you, Professor!

You reformed Growley!

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