The Invisible Woman Page #5

It's only an invisible girl talking.

Come on, get hold of yourself.

Go up and lie down.

Oh, thank you, sir.

It would be a pleasure.

I've been in service all my life.

My father's been in service before me.

I've never been...

Professor,

I owe you an apology.

I thought you were crazy.

I never dreamed...

Ah, I still don't believe it.

Say, Professor, is this the guy who's

going to promote your cute little machine?

Ah, yes, yes, of course.

Pardon me.

Uh, uh, Miss Carroll,

Mr. Richard Russell.

How do you do?

Huh, I don't think much of him.

He's no businessman.

He's a playboy.

I've seen his pictures

in the papers.

They call him

"The Patsy of the Pacifiic. "

Yeah?

Well, listen, Miss Nothing.

I'm perfectly capable of handling any

business deals of any kind or size.

Oh, I see. It's only women

you can't handle.

Yeah, beautiful women. But you

wouldn't know anything about that.

Oh, is that so?

Any girl who'd become invisible

can't be very easy on the eyes.

Professor, I insist on being

visible again right now!

Lmpossible, my dear.

You will have to wait until morning.

Hey, look out!

You'll stay good

and invisible till then.

I wasn't taking any chances.

Besides, you'd hardly want to

take shape before your clothes dry.

You... You don't mean

she's really...

Yeah, I mean she's really.

Hey, hey, no, you don't!

Better make you

some strong coffee.

I don't know what's the matter.

I never liked to drink before.

Fight the impulse!

Her desire must be caused

by something in the treatment.

Well, well!

Now I know the meaning

of the expression, "Alone at last. "

Hey, you almost

stepped on me!

Why don't you carry

a red lantern or something,

or at least put some clothes on

so I can see where you're not?

But then you're hiding

your stylish, stout figure.

I'll spike that ugly rumor

in three hooks and a zipper.

Darn it, they're still

soaked. How very convenient.

At least the stockings are dry.

Now to find my feet.

This is worse than dressing

in the dark.

There.

Now we'll see who's stalling.

It so happens that

by profession I'm a model.

What for, piano legs? Any time you hear

of a piano with legs like mine, sonny,

run, do not walk,

to your nearest music store.

There.

Apologies are now in order.

Does the rest of you follow

that same interesting pattern?

None of your business.

Hmm.

Well, now where are you?

At the end of the cigarette.

When it rains, all the roads

around here get washed out.

You and the professor better

plan to spend the night.

Just because

I have good-looking legs?

No, because the roads

are washed out.

Besides, the professor and I

have all this business to discuss.

And because

I have good-looking legs.

If I knew where your neck was, I'd wring it.

I think I'll have

just another little one.

Oh! Oh, I feel dizzy.

It must be the altitude.

Sure, altitude.

Spelled B-R-A-N-D-Y.

Oh! Call the professor.

Everything's spinning.

Oh!

Hey, Professor!

What? What?

What's the matter? She

says it's the altitude.

She says?

We'll have to get her to bed.

Okay, let me.

Uh-oh.

I forgot she's...

Yeah, she certainly is.

Come on, hold out your arm.

I can't stand up on

my good-looking legs.

Whoopee!

That's all right.

Just a little too much altitude.

There.

Better take her

to the showers.

Hmm. Upsy-daisy.

Hmm, not very heavy.

You think you're

a great big strong man.

We better get her to bed.

Hey, what's going on here? I'm

leaving, sir, without notice.

Don't be ridiculous. You're

getting to be a problem child.

Either the professor goes

or I go.

He has a personality

like a temporary filling.

The professor's just an old...

I don't mind pole vaulting

decanters and flying cats,

but when it comes

to invisible women...

This invention means

a lot of money to me.

When I start paying you again,

I'll give you a raise.

What?

A raise.

Oh, thank you. That's well

worth looking forward to.

I'll reconsider.

I can hardly wait

to see her face.

Most fortunately for you,

this one is invisible,

and I sincerely hope she

remains that way. Why?

Because looking at a woman

is only the first step to trouble.

You look, she smiles.

You soften, she sues.

Invisible women! These days

you can't believe your own eyes,

even if you don't

see anything.

Shh.

Oh, shh.

Just stop that!

Do you want them down here?

Oh!

Be quiet!

Oh, my bunion.

Hey!

That's it.

I didn't do it on purpose.

Come on!

Look, a safe.

Boy, look how it goes around

and in and out and down and up.

Gosh, just like the world

of tomorrow.

Come on, get busy.

Take it apart, but slow, so I can

diagram how to put it back together again.

But keep it quiet.

Shh!

Help! Police!

Oh, oh!

Oh, let me out!

Oh! Oh!

George.

- Here I am.

- B-B-B... Your breakfast, sir.

The professor said she'd

be visible this morning.

If she is, I'll be invisible

by tonight. Let's take a look.

Oh, please,

let well enough be well enough.

Shh.

Oh, my goodness.

Doggone it. Where is she? Look, sir.

Ah, Kitty.

Why don't you both come in

and then knock?

Oh, my head.

My head.

Pardon me, madame, you haven't

any head. That's what you think.

It's as big as all outdoors.

Oh, dear,

I- I need an aspirin.

Get me a nurse.

Get me a doctor.

Get me something.

Where's the professor?

We better get the professor.

What for? To cheer up a lot of bedclothes?

Oh, Professor!

Professor! Oh, Professor!

Oh, Professor! Professor!

Oh, Professor!

Professor! Professor!

Oh, darn it.

I'm still invisible.

Hey, Professor!

Whoo-hoo!

Professor? Hey, Professor! Professor?

Oh, Professor, where are you?

Professor!

Professor! Did someone say, "professor"?

No.

It's me, Kitty. I thought I heard somebody.

Professor, look at me.

I can't see me at all.

Ah, that's too bad.

By George, I was right!

I warned you to go easy on the

spirits. How right you were!

When there is an affinity

between two molecular forces...

and the natural reagent

is chemically counter...

Aw, have a heart, Professor.

Well, there is the result:

Chemically invisible.

Stop broadcasting.

I simply refuse to stay this way.

Oh!

Now what's the matter?

I stubbed my toe.

Professor.

Dear Professor, you've got

to get me out of this, please!

I've got to be visible!

Think of my suspense.

We'll rush back to my

laboratory, and I'll fix you up.

George, pack everything up. We're

leaving. We'll all rush, eh, Richard?

Let's get a move on. I'm tired

of being a piece of laundry.

Your car is ready, miss.

It says here we're in Mexico. I know that.

You don't think that guy at the

customs gate was speaking Gaelic.

Hey! Boys!

It's all right.

It's Foghorn.

All right, boys, get those

crates off, but treat 'em gently.

Got it, huh?

You bet, boss.

There it is, right down

to the last gadget.

Yeah, and I've got it diagramed

on paper and everything.

The... The machine!

It's gone!

Maybe it's made itself

invisible.

That's hardly possible.

I wonder what that was.

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