The Luck of the Irish Page #8

Thank you.

There's a gentleman to see you, sir.

- Well, Bill, you old son of a gun!

- Hello, Fitz!

- How are you? It's good to see you!

- Fine.

- What brought you- Sit down. Sit. Can I

fix you a drink? - No. It's a little early.

How about a cigarette?

Oh, I keep forgetting. You gave 'em up.

- What brought you to New York?

- The Spectator is calling in all its foreign bureau chiefs.

You know, consultation.

You live here, Fitz?

- Yeah.

- I see.

Oh, I'm not responsible for the decoration.

A friend of mine did those.

- But I'll be giving the place up soon anyhow.

- Sure, sure. I understand.

Pretty expensive keeping a man, eh?

Huh?

Oh, I don't pay him.

- Oh?

- No, no. Augur. Augur does it.

Augur. You're still

working for Augur.

Well, of course.

Look, fella, you don't

have to put it on with me.

What did you do?

Tell him where to head in?

- Sure. Then he passed the word around. I know.

- Have you been drinking?

Fitz, I have return plane reservations

for Monday. I've got some for you too.

- You're going to Italy for us.

- Bill, I-

It's a break for me,

whatever happened.

Norah's cable arrived just as I was

leaving for the airport in London.

- Norah's cable?

- Sure. She's a girl in a million.

- What did she say?

- I got it right here.

I wired Bronson and got his okay

to sign you.

- I had no idea- no idea she'd do

anything like this. - Like what?

She got it into her head

that I was broke.

- I should have told her the truth.

- The truth?

Yes, I'm still working

for Augur, Bill.

- You're-

- Yeah, of course.

I should have known

it was too good to be true.

Gonna explain that to Norah?

- I should've done it before this, but I've

been busy and- - You'd better make it good.

I'll be on my way.

- Let's get together before you go back.

- I'll see you tonight.

- I'm going to hear your boss.

- Don't waste your time.

Why not? I hear he makes a good speech.

Here, that's yours.

- Oh, where can I reach you, Bill?

- The Nelson.

- So long, Fitz.

- Bye.

Oh.

Excuse me, sir.

The tall lady called, sir. She wants you

to take her to theJennison reception.

She said she'd call back again, sir.

- The tall lady, sir!

- Oh, yes.

You talk to her, Horace. Tell her I'm tied

up or something. Make it sound good, hmm?

Yes, sir.

Stephen!

- Stephen! You came after all!

- Yes. Bill Clark came to see me.

- He's here?

- Norah.

- Now, uh, you say that Bill is here?

- Yes, Bill's here.

He came to see me in my apartment,

and he offered me a job.

- Oh, I'm so glad. When'll you be

coming back? - Well, listen, Norah, I-

What's the matter with you?

This is the second time. Why don't you-

- Norah? Norah!

- Oh, Stephen.

Stephen Fitzgerald,

this is Terence Flaherty...

of Hook and Ladder Company 38,

the pride of the New York Fire Department.

- Well, Mr. Flaherty. How do you do?

- How do you do?

What's the matter?

- Do you smell smoke?

- Smoke?

Yes.

Back room perhaps, hmm?

- Back room?

- Yes. Definitely smell smoke from someplace.

Might very well be back there.

I'd have a look if I were you.

Come on. Let's try it

over here again.

Now look, tell me

about that job of Bill's.

- Just what did you say to him in your cable?

- Oh! He got it then!

- Yes, he got it then.

- Oh. You'll forgive me for that.

I had no right

to interfere in your affairs.

But, Stephen, it wrung my heart to see you

like that. I hope I haven't offended you.

You couldn't offend me if you tried.

Welcome to the party, sir!

I'm certainly glad

you were able to make it.

Here. Drape that over your tonsils.

Norah, I have a confession to make.

I have a job.

- You have?

- A very good job.

- I'm well on the way to being a very rich man.

- You lied to me.

- No, I didn't lie to you.

- You did so.

Then it was the truth, all that about the

motorcars and drivers and important appointments?

Yes. If it was the truth,

how could I be lying to you?

Don't try to wriggle out of it.

Just go tell Terence Flaherty

that I'm not busy.

You're not angry, are you, Norah?

Of course I'm not angry, being made

a fool out of in broad daylight.

- Well, I tried to tell you that-

- You did not!

There's no smoke out there.

- Well, you'd better try upstairs.

- Oh!

Oh, Stephen Fitzgerald,

you're a wicked and deceitful man.

And me filling you up with Irish stew.

- Well, it was wonderful stew.

- It was not. She puts too much flour in the gravy.

But I'm glad you got

what you wanted from life.

#The pale moon

was rising #

#Above the green mountain #

#The sun was declining #

# Beneath the blue sea #

#As I strayed

with my love #

#To the pure

crystal fountain #

# That stands in #

# The beautiful vale #

# Of Tralee #

#She was lovely #

#And fair #

#As the rose

of the summer #

# Yet 'twas not

her beauty #

Ah, it's a lovely song.

You won't be going back home soon?

Oh, I have my passage

on the steamer tomorrow.

- But you've only been here a week.

- But my business is done with.

There's no reason to stay.

But, you know, there's- there's so many

things that I wanted to talk to you about.

# That made me love Mary #

- Do you still smell smoke, Mr. Fitzgerald?

- Why, Terence Flaherty!

Certainly.

Don't you?

Now, Stephen- Now stop it!

Stephen!

Now look here-

Leave him alone, honey!

Leave him alone!

Oh, no, you don't.

Now, Stephen, you'll not fight anymore.

Ste- Stephen!

Stephen. Oh, Stephen,

are you all right?

This is terrible.

I'm so sorry.

Speak to me.

Open your eyes.

Will somebody please

get him out of here now.

Oh, Stephen.

Oh!

#Mary #

#The rose of #

#Tralee ##

Stephen. Stephen,

it was all my fault.

Oh, Stephen.

Praise be, you're alive.

Oh, darlin'.

Nice- Nice friends you have.

Now, don't be saying

anything against them.

- Norah, I-

- Oh, you mustn't move. Your poor head.

No, I'm all right.

I have to go.

- But you should rest for a little.

- I'm late as it is.

Uh-

I'll see you home.

- Good night, Cornelius.

- Good night, child.

God keep step with you.

I live here, Stephen.

Good-bye, Norah.

Good-bye? Why, I was hoping you'd see me off

on the steamer tomorrow.

I'd like to, but I-

I'm going to the country

for the weekend... with my fiance.

I'm being married in a month.

I wish you happiness, Stephen.

Good-bye.

Good evening, sir.

Perhaps you can explain this to me.

'Tis a bit of an old pebble, sir.

A half an hour ago that was a coin

from your pot of gold.

- What sort of wild talk is that?

- You know very well what sort of talk that is.

May I ask what's on your mind, sir?

- The truth, Horace. I want the truth.

- Keep your distance, Fitzgerald!

Away he went!

- Let me go.

- Now I got ya.

- Come clean now.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, you don't, eh?

What about this shoe, huh?

Take your hands off me, Fitzgerald.

I'll be happy to give you

any information you require.

You are the leprechaun, aren't you?

And-And I'm crazy.

I've been crazy ever since

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