The More the Merrier Page #6

Is she your girl?

No...I just go with her.

Is she attractive?

I guess so.

Who did you go with

before that?

Elsie.

How long?

Couple of months.

What happened?

She wanted to get married.

- And then what happened?

- She got married.

Who did you go with

before that?

Mmm...Martha and Adele, I think.

What happened to THEM?

I still go with them.

Are you AFRAID to get married

of something?

No.

I don't want to get involved.

They say...that's what happens

to a man when he gets married.

Marriage is O.K.,

if you want to be,

I expect to be very happy.

- You do?

- Yes...

I consider myself

a very lucky little lady.

How's that?

Being engaged to Mr Pendergast...

Yeah...$8,600 a year!

That's a lot of money!

Sure is.

Especially, if people who are highly intelligent

like Mr Pendergast...

...know how to budget...and plan.

Sure.

We're planning very carefully.

That's the way to do it alright.

Take my engagement ring...

Don't you think it's nice?

- Not gaudy, I mean.

- You bet!

We thought...Mr Pendergast and I...

...that it would be better

to get a conservative ring...

...and put that extra money

into a home...see.

That's the way to do it, alright.

We found a lovely little house

in Georgetown.

For after the emergency,

of course.

Sure.

Mr Pendergast is so busy nowadays...

...he just doesn't have time

to think of it even.

I can understand that.

Why, just last week, one evening,

he had a dinner conference...

with Leon M. Henderson...

...and Donald M. Nelson.

Leon M. Henderson

and Donald M. Nelson are...

He must be an important man.

Yes...and so considerate,

you know...

Why...My cousin

had a stamp collection...

And he used to save

all his foreign stamps...

...from his office, and gave them

to me for her, my cousin.

Is that so?!

Don't you think that's wonderful...

a man in his position...

...to do a thing like that.

The best.

Well, you see that's the way with those

older men like Mr Pendergast...

A girl gets to appreciate...

...their more mature...

I'd better go.

Goodnight.

Mr Carter.

Goodnight, Miss Milligan.

I almost forgot where I live.

Goodnight.

Where you headed, boy?!

We gotta work for a livin'!

Can't you see we're all bedded down

here, peaceful like?!

Must be one of them new Republicans...

...who got into office!

Here...

I have my key.

Connie...

Yes?

Are you asleep?

No.

Me neither.

I've been thinking.

I've been thinking, too.

What about?

Mr Dingle.

How?

It's alright for Dingle to talk...

He hasn't any decisions to make.

But for a person like me...

Girls...

We have to think things out

very, very carefully...

..and be sure we're going

in the right direction.

For instance...

Mr Pendergast wants us

to be married right away.

You know...our engagement.

Yeah...I know.

Now, you take my case, too...

I have to go across on special duty

I'm not supposed to talk about.

I guess under these circumstances,

it'd be alright.

I may never come back...

...and under those circumstances,

it follows to figure on that.

Yes, it certainly has.

Connie...

Yes?

Are you asleep?

No.

Have you got an aspirin?

No...but I got a headache.

Me too.

And I can't sleep.

You can't?

No.

Why can't you?

I love you, Connie.

Did you hear what I said?

Yes.

Well...

If YOU feel the same way,

would you tell me?

Would YOU stay right where you are?

Yes.

I love YOU, more than anything

in the world.

I promise.

Connie!

Connie...

Yes?

You asked me if I was afraid

to get married.

I'm not afraid.

I mean...

Will you marry me?

I want to marry you, Connie.

Thank you, I'd...I'd love to.

How?

What...? You said you'd be gone

in a couple of days.

Yeah.

Then you'll go away and we might

never see each other again.

Yeah...but...

Well...don't you see?

Yeah...I guess you're right.

Oh, it's an awful problem.

Isn't it?...

...darling.

It sure is...

...dear.

I'd be way over there...

...and you'd be over here.

And I'd be worrying about YOU...

and you'll be worrying about ME.

That's no good at all.

I guess not, then.

I guess you better go to sleep...

...darling.

Goodnight...

...dear.

Goodnight Mr...

Darling!

What's your name?

Joe Carter.

My names Evans...

This is Mr Pike.

Federal Bureau of Investigation.

FBI, eh?

Yeah...want to talk to you.

What's going on here?

Don't be alarmed...we're just having

a look around, Mrs Carter.

I'm not Mrs Carter...I'm Miss Milligan.

He's just a friend of mine.

A very good friend!

Look...he lives in here

and I live in here.

As a matter of fact,

she's my landlady.

What do you fellas want here, anyhow?

We got a report you've been having

a peek at Washington.

What's wrong with that?

It depends on how you see it,

Mr Carter.

Nice view from here.

Right into the Government Printing Office...

...with a pair of binoculars.

The binoculars...they think I've been

looking at government stuff...

Your friend...Morton Rodakiewicz!

What's this?

It's my uniform.

Why don't you wear it?

Well, I always sleep in my pyjamas.

I mean earlier in the evening.

Why didn't you wear it

when you were looking out of that window

with those binoculars?

I can see alright without it on.

Well, you've got a mouthful

of funny answers, haven't you.

Gotta get dressed...both of you.

Why do I have to get dressed?

Because traffic's jammed up enough,

the way it is.

Alright...let's get going.

You stay there.

Say...I think they made a mistake

down at headquarters.

This fellow don't look like a JAP!

Your papers seem to be in order.

But we did have reason for suspicion.

The only thing we're concerned about

is a report over the telephone...

...that there was a Japanese

at your address...

...studying the Government Printing Office

through binoculars.

It wasn't me.

There's never been a Japanese

near the place.

Well, can you think of anyone,

beside yourself and Carter...

...that might have been seen

around the apartment?

Well, Mr Dingle...

I told you before.

Oh, yes...

Well how about Dingle, Pike?

Well, I phoned him sir...

He said he'd be right over.

He wanted to know

if he could bring a friend.

What's he think we're doing...

serving tea?

It was mighty nice of you to come

traipsing over here with me...

...at this time of night.

Well, you must know me well enough

by this time, Mr Dingle...

...to realise that when things

have to be done...

...I don't question it.

I don't know what this is all about.

There's no telling how long

I'll be held up here.

Tut tut tut...

Everyone over here knows me.

I'm sure my presence

will speed things up.

Then we can get back

to our work!

That's the spirit!

The average man 'd say

let it go till tomorrow...

Not YOU, Charley!

You're a go-getter, my boy...

A go-getter!

Hello...er...

Pike.

Pendergast. This is my good friend

Benjamin Dingle.

Oh yes, Mr Dingle.

Who's on duty?

Harding.

Harding? I know Harding...well!

Come on Mr Dingle, we'll get to the bottom this

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