The More the Merrier Page #4

Because YOU

and the man she's engaged to...

...are not anything alike,

and HE ought to be.

You were right, Mr Dingle...

...a diary!

Hey...I wouldn't fool with that

if I were you.

Hey...she's not mad with you.

She likes you!

You're nuts.

Says you're dumb, but cute.

She's no bargain, herself.

Smart enough to get YOU going!

I don't even know she's alive.

How come then...last night...

you said her name in your sleep?

I did not.

I did?!

Take my word.

A guy's apt to say anything

in his sleep.

Maybe I was hollering at her.

No...you were cooing..

like this...

"Connie..."

Aw...you make me sick!

Alright! Alright!

Today...she says you're good company,

and nice to have around.

No fooling boy...

I'd put that away, if I were you.

She says you've turned out to be a high-type,

clean-cut, nice young fellow.

She does?

She says that...

Found your diary kicking about...

You ought to be careful,

Miss Milligan...

You never know what kind of people

are hanging around.

I told you, you shouldn't have done that.

NOW what are you gonna do?

Find out what she's gonna do.

You'd better go in and square yourself.

Go ahead...you remember that stuff

about the torpedoes.

Miss Milligan!

Connie...

I brought your things down.

That was a miserable thing to do.

If there's anything that's cheap and...

Contemptible!

...It's being caught reading

somebody else's diary.

If I caught anyone reading mine...

You had to read it in front of HIM!

Connie, I was hardly listening.

SOME things are private, Mr Dingle...

And when people go

poking their nose in...

...it's just too much,

that's all.

And you have a very long nose,

Mr Dingle.

I've tried to put up with you...

...but you have done nothing

but pry and meddle

ever since you've been here.

You just better go

pack up your things...

And when I get home

from work tomorrow night...

...you'd better be moved out...

...once and for all.

The both of you!

Oh, it's you!

I thought the arrangements were

that you would...

Yeah....well i didn't have time

to pack this morning...

I had to go get my orders...

So I came back to pack now.

As long as I'm here...

I might as well give you this.

Miss Milligan, I have moved out.

But I wish to exonerate Joseph Carter,

my former roommate

in the south half of 2B

of all implications of responsibility

in being caught reading your diary.

The fault is entirely mine

and Joseph Carter even protested

my disgraceful action as follows:

"I would not do that if I were you."

And wouldn't read it because he's such

a high-type, clean-cut, nice...

Yeah...well, you can skip all that.

I am, etc etc.

Benjamin Dingle.

I'd like that for my files.

What's the fixed-up alibi for?

Are you kiddin'?

Does this sound like me

or Dingle.

Well, how do I know

you didn't write it?

You don't.

Well, if HE wrote it,

how do I know it's the truth?

You don't...

only it's the truth.

Well...I don't know what to believe.

Well, I'm moving out anyway, so...

Just to show you

there's no hard feelings...

I'd like to give you this.

But why?!

Peace offering.

Well, you didn't have to do that!

It's nothing much...just a sort of genuine

top grade cowhide travelling bag...

...with all the accessories.

This gadget drops down.

Oh, isn't that lovely!

Yeah...all these things

are fitted in here.

There you have...

I guess you'd know.

Isn't that wonderful!

Then it has the locks...

Smells so good!

Oh, be careful!

- It has a piano hinge.

- Are you sure?

It has a special 18-inch hinge,

the man said...built in.

All different things

you can do with it.

This is for magazines and things.

Smell!

Isn't that lovely!

I couldn't take it.

Mr Pendergast would object.

He'd have a perfect right to.

Just call it a wedding present.

Take it on your honeymoon.

I couldn't take one man's bag

on another man's honeymoon.

We'll just keep it at home then.

Look..I had your initial put on...

"C" for Constance.

You shouldn't have done that!

Well, I didn't then.

"C" stands for Carter, too...

I really bought it for myself.

The government won't let me take it...

where I'm going...

...so you might as well keep it.

Silly!

Look, Connie...

I want to give it to you.

Would it kill you to do me a favour,

and keep it.

All I'm asking is...that you accept as a gift...

no strings attached...

...one genuine cowhide travelling bag.

Would you, please?

Well, I'm so embarrassed!

Please!

Alright.

Oh, it's really beautiful!

No strings attached.

Now...I'm set to go.

Here are the keys.

Where are you going?

Back to California?

No...Africa.

Ask me no questions...

It's a military secret.

Certain government regulations...

They just won't let you

tell people things like that.

I know there are a lot of things

that ought to be explained...

But I'll write you about it.

When are you leaving?

In a couple of days.

For Africa...in 2 days?

Sure.

You can't go with that on your face.

Where are you going now?

Oh...I'll look for another place.

For just 2 days?

Can't sleep in the park!

Don't you think it's kind of silly to move...

just for 2 days?

You mean...?

Oh boy!

Yeah, that's swell, because...

You know, when I get there,

they're liable to ask me

where I spent the last 2 days...

And if I said I spent my last 2 days

lookin' for a place...

...they'll think I'm a dope.

Yes, I guess they would!

You know...guys like that...

They're liable to expect a fellow

to spend his last 2 days goin' places...

- ...and seein' the town.

- Sure.

Well...thanks for the bag.

I mean...

WITH somebody!

Oh, yeah.

Thanks for the bag.

Say, do you think we could

go out together

and have dinner tonight?

You forget...I'm engaged, and...

I don't think HE'd like it.

No...he wouldn't.

Furthermore, I think I had a date

with HIM tonight.

That fixes that!

Mr Carter...

What time have you?

7.30.

Well, he's supposed to call at 8,

you see...

And sometimes

he gets into a conference...

...and he can't even telephone, so...

If that happens,

naturally the date is off.

So...I'll wait for him till 8...

...and if he doesn't call, well...

...then I guess it would be alright...

...because, you'll only be here

such a short time...

...and you're working

for the government...

..and it's everyone's

patriotic duty...

...to do...

Maybe it's the wrong number.

Hello.

Oh, it's you!

Well what's the matter with you?

Oh, that's too bad.

Oh, you really ought to do something

about that.

Take care of yourself...

do something.

Just a minute...

It's for you...

Mr Dingle.

Hello...no, Joe!

Yes...well you sound awful.

You'd better take something

for that.

I don't know whether I can or not...

I won't know till 8 o'clock.

I think I have a date.

Yeah, well...if I don't,

I'll meet you there.

O.K...Milli...Dingle.

Well, I think I'd better get dressed.

O.K.

Excuse me.

Oh...you look lovely.

Oh, thank you!

It's 8 o'clock.

It is?

And our friend hasn't phoned,

has he?

No.

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