The Miracle of Morgan's Creek Page #6

- You take like a widow.

- Yes, but a widow had one.

I had one.

You don't have to convince me, Trudy.

I love you.

I know you wouldn't do anything wrong...

except you take after

Papa's side of the family a little.

It would hurt me just as much

as it would you to have you hurt...

and miserable, ashamed and everything.

That's the only reason

I want you to get married.

You can't tell how a town's

going to take things.

A town that can produce schnooks like Papa.

All suspicious and suspecting

the worst in everything.

There are very few dopes like Norval, honey.

You can't use anybody too snoopy.

Then maybe I shouldn't have told him.

You didn't tell him.

- Murder!

- Emmy!

What's going on in there, anyway?

How about a little quiet? Daughters.

- Going to lunch.

- Yes, sir.

- Funny thing happened this morning, Norval.

- Yes, sir?

Mr. Shottish asked me

if you had announced your engagement yet.

- My engagement?

- Yes.

He kind of had a wild idea that

maybe you'd eloped or something.

What would I elope for?

- What are you so nervous about?

- Who's nervous?

- I mean, who's nervous?

- All I mean, Norval, is this.

It isn't any of my business,

what time you get home in the morning...

or how drunk you are

when you do get home...

- but it is the bank's business.

- The bank.

That's right.

A man in a bank is like a fellow crossing

Niagara Falls on a tightrope.

- He cannot be too careful.

- Yes, I get what you mean, Mr. Tuerck.

Fathers taking pokes at you

and all that sort of stuff.

- Very bad for a banker.

- You said it, Mr. Tuerck.

- You said it.

- Remember it.

Yes, sir.

Come on, step lively.

- Hi, Mr. Tuerck.

- Hello, Edmund.

I'm glad to see

they haven't run you down yet.

I'll get it from a horse when I get it.

I heard a rumor that one of your daughters

is getting married. Any truth in it?

- One of my daughters? Who told you?

- A little bird.

We bankers, you know. We have our own

little channels of information.

Congratulations, Edmund.

Maybe you ought to just marry me

and forget the whole thing.

I couldn't do that to you, Norval.

I couldn't let you take the risk of going

to jail for 20 years for bigamy.

You were going to on the front porch...

and you didn't mention anything

about the 20 years...

when I started to propose to you.

I wasn't in love with you then, Norval.

Do you really mean that, Trudy?

I feel very much ashamed of myself

for what I almost did to you, Norval.

What are you talking about?

All you did was give me the chance

I've always wanted...

that I've been waiting for.

To show you how much I love you

and the kind of love I had for you.

- You've got to marry me, Trudy.

- I can't do it to you, Norval.

But I want you to know how much

I appreciate your offer...

and how much I wish I'd known

how sweet you are a little sooner.

I want you to know that

and to remember it always.

It will be my dying wish.

And when they fish me out...

I want you to know that

my last thought was of you.

Fish you out? You mean of the creek?

- It may be the only way.

- What are you talking about, Trudy?

That's the last way,

when everything else has failed.

Before I tried that, I'd try bigamy,

forgery, burglary, anything.

The only awful part about it is that

Papa'd be sure to shoot you then.

Well...

Of course, without you,

it wouldn't matter, anyway.

Thank you, dear.

Maybe we could jump in together.

There's not much water

this time of year, Trudy.

Isn't there a swimming hole

about 10 miles away?

You're not supposed to use your tires

for anything like that, Trudy.

Besides, I'm a very good swimmer

and being a very good swimmer...

they say that whenever

they get in a situation like that...

they just naturally swim right out.

I'm a very good swimmer, too.

I hadn't thought of that.

Well, then, let's forget the creek.

Maybe we could tie rocks around our necks.

Never!

- What's the matter with gas?

- What's the matter with bigamy?

Hey!

Come here.

I want to have a little talk with you.

- With me, Papa?

- No, with your gentleman friend there.

- You go in the house.

- Yes, sir.

Go on.

Sit down!

What are you so nervous about?

Who's nervous?

There's getting to be quite a little talk

in the town.

Where I come from, we don't skulk

around in the bushes, you get me?

- Yes, sir.

- When we gotta cross the street...

we don't crawl through the sewer

to get there.

- Yes, sir.

- When we've got something to say we say it!

- Yes, sir.

- When is the happy event?

I didn't hear exactly what you said.

When are you and Trudy getting hitched?

- What are you laughing about?

- Who me? I'm not laughing.

Just something I heard at the bank today.

You haven't answered my question.

There isn't any idiocy

in your family, is there?

- She won't have me.

- She won't?

- I already asked her.

- You didn't ask her right.

You gotta be more forceful in these matters.

Dames like to be bossed.

Now, you take me...

I did my best.

You can do better. You better do better.

- All you can do is ask.

- We accept.

You're in.

Now, wait a minute. There might be

a couple of reasons, a couple of details.

You can settle the details up between you.

All I'm interested in is results.

I'm a man who looks at things broadly, see?

- I'm a man who...

- Now, wait...

I'll go!

I almost forgot. Congratulations!

Thanks.

- What was that shooting?

- Nothing.

He was just practicing.

- It frightened me!

- There's nothing to be frightened about.

Only, he wants us to get married

right away, Trudy...

- and he was very firm about it.

- Why?

You mean because you brought

me home the other morning?

You mustn't start arguing, Trudy.

The whole town's talking.

You're in a terrible spot, Trudy.

You've either got to marry me right away...

or tell him the whole truth...

which would be terrible.

- I can't do it to you, Norval.

- What are you talking about, Trudy?

It's just a lucky break for me.

I tried to tell you that.

You're just giving me an opportunity.

But that's bigamy!

I'm already married to Ratzkiwatzki.

I can't keep on marrying people,

no matter how sweet they are.

I've got it!

Norval, don't get so excited!

Wait a minute, Trudy, I've got it!

- Don't get so excited, Norval.

- Who's excited?

This is airtight and watertight.

It's foolproof and almost legal, Trudy.

And when we get through,

you can divorce that gink and marry me.

- Norval, take it easy.

- It's a cinch. It's almost an inspiration!

Now, will you go to the movies

with me tomorrow night, the early show?

- Of course. I'll be glad to.

- That's all there is to it.

I'll get everything ready and I'll go this way.

I don't want to meet your father just yet.

- Norval, wait a minute.

- Don't worry about a thing.

- It's just as easy as falling off a log.

- But, Norval...

Darling!

- Did you break anything, dear?

- Nothing but my back.

Who, me? No. It's for my aunt in the East.

She dropped hers down a rat hole...

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