The Little Giant Page #5

That's right. Swell people, ain't they?

Ha-ha.

- Charming.

- I sure hope they'll accept the invitation.

Oh, I'm inclined to think they will.

Now, let me see,

now, there's Miss Polly Cass...

...there's Mr. And Mrs. Cass,

and there's young Cass.

Well, the Casses.

And anybody else you might think

would fit in them with them.

- Well, they may be a little difficult.

- Yeah, that's right.

You can't invite a lot of tramps

on the same party with them.

You know, they're very distingu.

Very what?

[SPEAKS IN FRENCH]

It means, uh, distinguished in French.

Oh, of course, how stupid of me.

- I'll attend to everything, Mr. Ahearn.

- Thank you.

You know, there's a smart little dame.

And plenty pretty too.

Sure, but she's only a servant.

Oh, yeah. Say, I keep forgetting.

Mr. Daniels, you're getting real Scotch,

genuine White Horse.

Your horse has got diabetes.

[CHATTERING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Lovely night.

Oh, yeah, it's a gorgeous moon.

You going to the polo matches

tomorrow?

Oh, yes. Yes, indeed.

You know, you ought to take up polo.

I guess I should.

Oh, it's a grand game.

And I've always had a weakness

for athletic men.

[CHUCKLING]

- Let's take a walk, shall we?

- Okay.

Gee, Polly, but your hair smells nice.

Like this perfume?

Coming up for air.

Mind if I make myself comfy?

Go on, don't stop.

Heh.

You, uh, engaged or something

to that Mr. Stanley?

Of course not, you silly.

- He's just an old friend of the family.

- Oh.

I got a hunch

he ain't gonna be with us long.

As a matter of fact,

I'm fed up with these usual people.

I could do with a new, exciting romance.

Life is very dull.

Oh, you can clean up tomorrow, boys.

Go to bed. You've had a tough night.

- Party come off all right, Mr. Ahearn?

- Oh, yeah, perfect.

Thanks for taking care

of everything so good.

- Go to bed.

- Good night.

Hey, wait a minute.

Come here.

Sit down.

Say, you're a good, levelheaded kid...

...and you look to me

as though you could keep a secret.

I wanna ask you something.

Get the woman's angle.

I'm...

I'm in love with a girl. A lady.

Say, rich, fine family, swell education.

- Everything that I ain't got.

- I see.

Well, anyhow,

I'm a pretty tough mug, myself.

I came from the gutter

and I guess you can still smell it on me.

The only school I went to

was reform school.

You've done wonderfully

to get where you are now.

Oh, yeah, I've done great.

Sure, a real lady ought to jump

at the chance of tying up with me.

Say, do you know who I am, sister?

- I'm Bugs Ahearn.

- Bu...

Bugs Ahearn? The beer...

Yeah, that's right. The beer baron.

The guy who pushes them

around Chicago.

Sure, I've quit now...

...but bombing, stealing, bribing, slugging,

you name it and I done it.

You, the terrible Bugs Ahearn.

Well, she don't know this, see?

And it's a cinch she's gonna get

the dope on me sooner or later.

Now, look here, do you think

I ought to give her this whole load myself?

You know,

tell her I done a stretch in Joliet...

...lay all my cards on the table?

I got a hunch she'd toss me out

and get the whole joint fumigated.

Have you known her long?

Well, I only met her

a couple of days ago.

Well, I'd keep quiet about my past

for a while if I were you.

Build yourself up to her level.

Then when you've proven that you have

all the qualities that she admires in a man...

...then tell her everything.

Well, that would take a long time.

Not too long.

A few weeks. A few months, maybe.

But you'll be improving yourself.

Meeting people and making yourself familiar

with your surroundings.

Yeah.

Yes.

Say, you're one of the smartest little dames

I've ever run across.

That's right.

Why not?

Yeah, build myself up to her...

Say, you're all right, you know that?

[CHUCKLES]

That shouldn't take long.

He's certainly trying hard to learn the game.

You've got to give him credit.

Out here five hours a day,

and seven days a week.

He swings just like an old lady

beating a carpet.

Come on, quit stalling. Hit it.

The handle is too long.

You'd be more at home with a blackjack.

Scram, will you,

before I wrap this mallet around your neck.

[GRUNTING]

You can have them for 1000 apiece.

The finest Argentine ponies.

Oh, I don't need them.

This dog of mine is good enough

to stick-and-ball around...

Hey, your stick-and-ball days are over.

You're really gonna play.

- You kidding?

- No.

The boys say it's a miracle

the way you've caught onto the game.

They want you on their team.

Me? On the Meadowlarks?

Yeah, they said

if you'd get yourself well-mounted...

Well-mounted?

Say, are these the best nags

money can buy?

Absolutely.

- Will five be enough to start with?

- Well, you can get a few more later on.

Me, on the Meadowlarks.

Gee, that's the biggest boot

I ever got in my whole life.

- Can I have them right now?

- Sure.

Sold.

[CROWD SHOUTING]

Why does he carry a mallet?

He hasn't used it since the game began.

MAN:

Mike, what are you stopping for?

Leave it.

MAN:

Come on.

Leave it.

MAN:

One more down.

Leave it.

Nuts!

MAN:

Outside.

[CROWD SHOUTING]

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

[CAR HORNS TOOTING]

"Noted sportsman." Did you pipe that?

And right smack

at the head of the society column.

I suppose you'll buy a plane next.

No, they hit the ground,

and then where are you?

If we're going out on that boat tomorrow,

I'll buy a pansy motorman cap.

Say, time for you to play golf.

- Oh, I played yesterday.

- Come on, get moving.

- You'll become a gentleman if it kills you.

- Oh, all right.

He's just an anchor.

I have to drag him around all the time.

This just came from the jeweler's.

Oh, fine. I've been waiting for it.

Oh, boy. Heh, heh.

Boy.

[CHUCKLES]

Say, do you think Polly would like this?

I mean, Miss Polly Cass?

Polly Cass?

You're engaged to...?

I ain't proposed to her yet,

but I'm gonna do it tomorrow on the yacht.

Oh, you can't really be in love with her.

Why, just thinking about her,

I break out in a rash.

I can't eat. I can't sleep.

Just think of it, a guy like me.

A guy that's hung around all corners.

A guy hep to everything, falling in love

with a dame and on the level too.

Well, I wish you luck.

- Hey, Ruth.

- Hmm?

You don't mind

my calling you Ruth, huh?

Well, look here, you know, I'm, uh...

I'm kind of a sucker

at this proposal racket.

How do you get started?

How do you get away

from the barrier, huh?

Do you mean to say

you've never proposed to a girl before?

Well, up to now, I got along all right

without even mentioning marriage.

[CHUCKLING]

Well, it's perfectly simple. Just ask her.

Oh, I'm sure to get all jazzed up.

Could I, uh?

Could I sort of, uh, practice on you, huh?

Why, uh... Why, yes, of course.

Oh, you're a real pal, baby. Ha.

Well, put her down there.

Uh...

Make out like you're her.

Uh...

Well, I, uh...

Well, how do you get going?

Sit down here beside me.

Yeah.

Maybe I better start off

with the ring, huh?

No, no, she might not accept you.

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