The Invisible Woman Page #4

In the name of all working girls, I

thank you. I haven't time for this.

You promised to be invisible

again. Okay, Professor.

You won't be seeing me

in a few minutes.

He can't do this to me!

Hold my hat, Professor.

Dick! Richard!

Wait! Wait, stop! Stop!

Richard, you can't do this.

Where are you going?

To the lodge, fishing.

- Fishing? What for?

- Fish.

F- I-esh, fish.

Fish!

And me with an invisible woman

for him not to see.

Hello?

Yeah, this is Foghorn.

What? It's the boss.

The boss?

Not in town?

Great to hear your voice,

boss.

Where you talkin' from?

Oh, you're still down there, huh?

Well! He's still in Mexico.

Oh.

We tried to get it,

but we met with

kind of a complication.

I'll complicate you into such small pieces,

your own mother couldn't put you together again.

I want to be invisible

so I can go home.

I got to see

the old home town again.

I got to smell the lake.

I got to hear traffic.

I'm homesick.

Now he's cryin'.

Gosh, that's bad.

Last time he cried, we had

to have that triple funeral.

We'll get that machine or bust.

But how we gonna get it

over the border?

That's your worry, fathead.

Nobody understands me.

I'm sensitive. That's what I am.

Ever been to the big town?

No, senor.

I can almost hear

the elevated right now,

the taxi drivers

bawling each other out,

the cash register

in the Gay Paree...

and the way the newsies

used to holler headlines...

the morning after

we pulled a big job.

Senor, I do not know

anything about that,

but I have never heard

of a chemical formula...

that would make

the human body unseen.

Watch your step.

You're talking to a lonesome guy,

and a homesick guy too.

My gang's on the trail of an

invisible machine, see? S, s.

And they're rushing it

down here, see? S, s.

You are going to set it up

and make it work, see? S, s.

Or you'll have to find the formula how to

put yourself together again, see? S, s.

What is all this "s, s"? Are

you Spanish? I'm a Pomeranian!

Fishy, fishy in the brook,

master caught him with a hook.

Cooky fries him in a pan.

Oh, phooey! What a smell!

What a pull,

but here we are.

What very superior

mountains!

There's a very superior bush for

you to undress behind. What for?

I don't want anyone but Richard

to know that you're here.

Let me go in this way

and scare him to death!

Do as I say, or when I bring you to,

I will give you the wrong face.

Hurry up!

Why couldn't you have

done this in the desert?

It certainly

would have been warmer.

Ouch! Darn those roses!

Watch where you're going,

will you, Philo?

Who could that be at this hour of

the night, disturbing my culinary art?

- Hurry up. There's somebody coming.

- Whew! Kind of chilly.

I wonder how the nudists stand it. Shh!

- Oh! Oh, it's you.

- Yes, it's me, sunshine.

- I thought we'd drop in on young Richard for a bit.

- We?

Uh, "we" in the sense

of visiting royalty.

Oh.

Ow!

Uh, that door, you know,

the hinges need

a little oiling, my boy.

Nonsense! The hinges were oiled this morning!

Meow!

Oh.

I suppose the cat

needs oiling too!

Cats and I

are mutually allergic.

Queer, isn't it?

Very, considering

you have one at home.

Not that I care,

but are you feeling all right?

I've never felt better in me life.

Ah-choo!

A little cold coming on.

Beastly weather.

Isn't it?

Mr. Russell likes it. He says

it makes the fish bite better.

You'll pardon

an old-fashioned hint,

but we weren't expecting

company up here.

As soon as I have elucidated matters

with Richard, we will pop off!

Why do you

keep saying "we"?

I am referring to the editorial "we".

Did something come down

the chimney?

Perhaps it was Santa Claus.

Yes, perhaps it was.

There is no Santa Claus!

That's right, there isn't.

Months too early for him. Shoo!

What was that?

Mice!

Mice! We never had

mice here before!

Hang up my coat for me,

will you, my dear fellow?

Stop that, will you? I

can't help it. I'm freezing.

Behave yourself!

Nothing like a spot of brandy

on a damp night.

Nothing like making yourself at home either.

Wh-What...

Did you shoot that elk? No,

I think it was born there.

What goes on...

Ha-Ha-Have one with me.

Well, thank you.

Perhaps I'd better.

Maybe I... Thank you.

Thank you.

Oh, my. Went down

the wrong way, huh?

That's good.

I hope you don't choke.

I hope.

Thank you. That's enough.

What are you,

a ventriloquist?

Sometimes! Sometimes.

That's right, of course.

Ventriloquism. I picked it up at

college from the fellow next door.

Well, for a minute

you had me worried.

Did you see what I see?

He also dabbled in magic.

Help! Help! Mr. Russell!

Spooks!

Spooks, Mr. Russell!

Really, Miss Kitty!

You have no control!

I'm too cold to have

any control.

Ah! Well, if you're cold, I suppose

you'll have to put something on.

Now, uh, I wouldn't drink

too much if I were you.

Why not?

It warms me up.

There is no telling what reaction

alcohol may have upon your invisibility.

Now, uh... It's raining.

I'll have to bring your things in

before they get soaked.

Here, take this, will you?

Mr. Russell!

Mr. Russell!

What's the matter with you?

The professor is up here.

The professor. Here?

And he's acting very peculiarly.

Frankly, I'm frightened. We both

know he's cracked. What's he doing?

I don't know what he's doing now, but just a

minute ago while I was in there, he was trying to...

He had a... It was a long... It

came out of a... I don't know, sir.

It can't be as bad as that.

Let me show you, please.

All I ask

is a little cooperation.

Do you see what I mean, sir?

Where'd those clothes come from? They're his.

You're sure you're all right?

Oh, sir!

Well, we'll just have to

humor him. Yes, yes, sir.

And you too.

Oh, Mr. Russell.

Oh, Professor.

Well, a new tailor, Professor?

Eh? What...

Oh, well, my boy, I...

The rain, you know.

I was afraid of catching cold.

It's good you brought something

to change into.

Huh?

Oh, oh, they're not mine.

No, no, no, of course,

my dear boy, I...

I can quickly explain if I

can see you alone for a moment.

Alone, eh? What for?

I've done it, my lad!

I've brought her!

She's here.

Just take it easy, Professor,

and everything'll be all right.

Mr. Russell!

Look!

There it goes again!

Stop staring, stupid.

Give him this.

Go on, give it to him.

Here, George. Up!

Here. I hope you're ashamed

of yourself, young woman.

Young?

Of course, I'm young.

Now, now, you don't need another

drink. You haven't fainted!

Okay. Here, handsome.

You don't look so hot yourself.

That's very thoughtful of you.

Oh, drinks, decanters,

ventriloquists, magicians...

Come on, George.

Pull yourself together.

Tell him it's nothing supernatural.

Just a simple little invention.

Oh, I beg your pardon, sir. I

shouldn't have given way this way. L...

Look now, sir!

Flying cats!

Sure I can fly.

Here, catch him!

Talking cats!

Oh, here I go again, folks.

Whoever heard of such a thing?

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