The Miracle of Morgan's Creek Page #3

Life is but a dream

The finest bunch of boys I've ever seen.

I want champagne

for everybody in the house.

I'm so sorry. The whole house.

I've got a wonderful idea.

Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily

Life is but a dream

Hello, Norval. It's nice to see you.

How long you've been waiting?

What do you think?

Holy mackerel, you know what time it is?

We had a wonderful time, Norval.

We sang and then we danced

and then we had some lemonade and then...

it's almost as if somebody slugged me

or something.

Isn't that funny?

The next thing I remember...

I was driving down the street

and all of a sudden I said, "Norval.

"Norval must be waiting for me."

I bet I'm a couple minutes late.

- You win.

- I'm awful sorry, Norval.

If there's one thing I despise,

it's people who...

I mean if there's one thing I love,

it's punctual...

People who are on time.

- You've been drinking!

- Who's been drinking?

I never had a drink in my life!

How dare you insinuate I've been drinking?

You certainly don't get

what you've got on lemonade.

- I certainly did.

- All right.

What have you been using on my car,

a pickaxe?

Is this your car?

I was wondering

where I found this old jalopy.

- Where do you suppose I've been?

- I'm sure I don't know.

It's funny, I remember everything perfectly

up to someplace.

We were dancing or something, and then...

I can't remember anymore.

What am I supposed to do now,

take you home?

Naturally, Norval, since I'm out with you.

- What's your father going to say?

- Papa's probably asleep.

We don't have to worry about him.

I suppose you realize

it's 8:
00 in the morning?

8:
00!

Norval, you shouldn't have

kept me out so late!

I shouldn't have kept you out so late!

- Papa will be very cross with you, Norval.

- He will, will he?

Suppose I tell him I've been waiting

in a picture lobby for you all night?

That doesn't sound like you, Norval.

I've heard a lot of things against you but

I never heard anybody say you were a heel.

Thanks. Move over.

Maybe we could tell him

we'd been in an accident or something.

Wouldn't we have to wreck the car a little?

It could pass the way it is!

Maybe we went for a ride after the movie

and had a flat.

- It's old, but it's reliable.

- I don't think Papa goes for that one.

- He makes you show the patch.

- He does?

Yeah.

We might have fallen asleep

in the movie and not waked up...

but the best one I can think of is that Papa

had better be asleep when we get there.

You said it!

Thanks a million, Norval.

I'll never forget your kindness.

- I had a wonderful time.

- Can you get in all right?

"Can I get in all right?"

Why, what's the matter with you, Norval?

I never had a drink in my life...

and you talk as if I were

swaffled or something.

Good night!

- Are you hurt, Trudy? Are you all right?

- You stop that!

Norval, you stop!

- You're playing too rough.

- And what kind of a game is this?

Hello, Papa.

We were just kidding around a little

before saying good night.

I see.

And what time do you say good night

as a rule?

- Good night, Norval. Thanks for the movie.

- Just a minute, Mr. Jones!

Where have you been with my daughter

till this hour of the morning?

I don't want to hear about

the accident on the way home...

or the flat tire,

or falling asleep in the movies!

- It's not so late, Papa.

- It may not be late where you come from.

- Stop it, Papa!

- Why don't you say something?

Don't make so much noise, Papa.

You'll wake up the whole neighborhood.

Will you get back in the house?

I'll give you one more chance.

- He's going to explode, Papa!

- Flat tire!

We fell asleep in the movies!

That's all I wanted to know.

I'll flat tire you, you flat tire!

Stop it, Papa! Beat it, Norval!

Trip him, Emmy!

Beat it, Norval!

- Good morning, Mr. Shottish.

- Good morning, Norval.

Been out on a little party?

Yes, sir. You know how it is.

I certainly do.

All right, step lively, men.

Catch those bags up there. That's it.

So long, Lefty.

It's a swell town you got here.

Take care of yourselves.

- Swell girls.

- Swell party.

- How can you feel so good this morning?

- I never felt better in my life.

Why shouldn't we feel good?

If I drunk that much lemonade,

I'd be sour for a week.

Puts my teeth on edge to think of it.

- Any prisoners, Sergeant?

- Nothing, sir.

Sunday morning

and not a stiff in the guardhouse.

Fine. Psycho-lology.

But I still can't understand

how you could stay out so late...

- no matter how much fun you had.

- I can't figure that out, either.

I remember everything perfectly

up to someplace we were dancing.

The next thing I remember,

I was driving down Main Street...

and Norval was waiting.

You didn't go to sleep somewhere

or something?

I don't think so.

You know me, I never get tired.

Did somebody say something about,

"let's all get married," or something?

- No.

- Or did I dream it?

Yes, they did!

And some of those poor dumb kids

thought that would be a wonderful idea.

No!

Can you imagine getting hitched up

in the middle of the night...

with a curtain ring to somebody that's

going away that you might never see again?

You don't suppose any of them

were dumb enough to...

Trudy?

What's that on your finger?

You didn't...

Trudy!

Are you sure you can't remember his name?

How can I remember his name

when I can't even remember...

Wait a minute.

I remember I danced with a tall, dark boy...

with curly hair...

and a little short one with freckles...

and a big fat blond one who sang in my ear.

But if I married any of those

it would have been the tall, dark one...

- with the curly hair, don't you think?

- That's a big help.

All we've got to do is line up...

all the curly-haired men in the Army

and the Navy and the Marine Corps...

It had a "Z" in it.

- His hair?

- No, his name, foolish.

Like Ratzkiwatzki, Pvt. Ratzkiwatzki...

or was it Zitzkiwitzki?

- With a name like that I'd forget him.

- Now you knocked it out of my head!

What's the matter with us?

If you got married,

you must have given your name.

Now all we've got to do is find out

where you got the license.

We've got your name, his name, the date

and everything, and there you are.

- I just remembered something else.

- What?

Somebody said,

"Don't give your right name."

But you didn't fall for it?

You told them to go suck a lemon.

You weren't such a corn-fed dope as to...

- What name did you give?

- I don't remember.

Then the guy can't ever find you

even if he comes looking for you.

Then we'll never even know

if you got married.

I hope not.

If you will just follow these instructions

and come in again in about a month.

Thank you, Doctor.

There, there.

You'll find your husband, I'm sure of it.

And if you shouldn't find him...

You will find him!

Thank you, Doctor.

You don't have to tell anybody.

I mean, you won't tell anybody

until I find him?

Of course I won't, Trudy.

I'm a doctor, not a gossip smearer.

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