The Purchase Price Page #4

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Hold your brother, Sarah.

Do as I say.

He's a wonderful baby, Mrs. Tipton.

I don't know what we would have done

without you.

Sure you don't want me

to spend the night with you?

I won't need a thing, dear.

It started to snow.

You better run along home

before it gets too dark.

God bless you.

- Mrs. Gilson.

- Yes, dear?

Don't worry about them,

because I can take care of them now.

Joan!

Joan!

Jim! Jim! Jim!

Are you all right?

Yes, I'm fine.

- How's the new baby?

- Oh, it's adorable.

- Oh, Jim, if we only could...

- What?

Nothing.

I had to take a man in.

He got lost on his way to Elk's Crossing.

I didn't have the heart to put him out

in weather like this.

This is Mrs. Gilson, my wife.

How do you do?

How do you do?

My wife's had a hard ride

across the prairie.

What she needs is a good, hot supper.

Ed, of all the people in the world,

what are you doing out here?

You know I'm still pretty crazy

about you, Joan.

But how on earth did you ever find me?

Waco located you in Montreal.

I traced you from there.

Taking a powder on me for this.

You know, it's all a big mystery to me.

Screw out on a guy

that can give you everything...

...to live in a pigpen.

It's not as bad as all that, Eddie.

He's a big cluck or he wouldn't

make you live in a joint like this.

Well, anyhow, I found you

and I'm hanging on to you.

Oh, please don't, Ed.

Ed, let me speak to my husband alone

for a minute.

Please get out.

How long have you known that man?

Years.

- Then why did you pretend to be strangers?

- Because I...

When I came in, found him sitting here...

...I was too surprised to say

or do anything.

That's a ridiculous lie.

You don't have to explain.

You figure it's none of my business.

Oh, Jim, you've got to listen to me.

It's so hard to make you understand.

I knew Ed in New York while I was working

in the chorus of a musical show.

He was...

Don't keep looking at me that way.

I'm telling you the truth.

I swear I am.

We were together almost three years.

- Then I ran away to Montreal.

- How many others were there besides him?

You get pleasure from torturing me,

don't you?

- You thought I could give you a home, and I...

- Shut up! Stop it!

- And we both...

- Shut up! Don't say that!

But, honey, the man doesn't love you.

You know that.

I love him.

I'll make him love me.

Don't be silly.

We'll drive to Vancouver, catch a boat

for the Orient, then Europe, Paris.

I got 3oo grand in cold cash.

I told you I'm staying here.

You're so wrong, it isn't even funny.

You're the daffiest dame in the world.

I offer you...

What's the use.

So long, pal.

So long, you chump.

Dishwater.

Well, I'm hanging around Elk's Crossing

for a little while...

...in case you change your mind

and get smart.

Elk's Crossing is a dull little town, Eddie.

And I'm as smart now as I ever will be.

Thanks for letting me sleep here last night.

I appreciate it.

Fifteen days more, Gilson.

That's all you get.

Why can't I plant my wheat

and pay you out of the proceeds...

...like you promised last summer?

- We didn't definitely promise.

Besides, your mortgage interest

has been due since last fall.

- We ought to have foreclosed months ago.

- Jim thinks banks are charity institutes.

You engineered this.

Bank was willing to wait.

You hadn't offered cash,

bank wouldn't be foreclosing.

Is it a crime to buy what I can pay for?

It is, when you're doing it just to work off

a grudge against me.

I made you a fair proposition.

I offered to take over your debts if...

If I let my wife become your...

That's your idea of a fair proposition.

Well, let me tell you something.

I'm not licked yet. I've still got 15 days.

Woof.

Ed.

Well, for the love of...

Come on, honey, sit down.

- Will you have something to drink?

- No, thanks.

Say, this is swell.

Every time I thought of you out

in that shanty, I got the creeps.

You're wrong, Ed.

I've been very happy there.

- Don't give me that.

- I mean it.

Your missus is over in the beer hall.

I reckon she's thirsty.

Woof.

Ed, will you lend me $8oo?

Are you kidding?

Sure, that's piker money.

You're a grand guy.

Double in spades.

- Eight hundred enough?

- Plenty.

And thanks a million.

Give him the dough

and come on to Vancouver with me.

I love him. Can't you understand that?

Yeah, and the tougher the going,

the more you love him.

It looks that way.

Just a natural mud lark.

- I'm so grateful, Eddie.

- Oh, lay off, will you?

Jim, don't.

Fight! Come on, get up!

Get out of here, you!

Boy, what a slug.

There he is. Now keep him.

I told you I don't want him.

I swear I don't.

No other man means anything else

to me now.

Oh, you gotta believe me.

Doesn't this prove it?

Would I be doing this unless I wanted you

more than anything else in the whole world?

Jim.

Giddyup.

I'm your wife and I love you.

And I'm going with you

whether you want me to or not.

Seven-fifty, 8oo. Right.

You understand about the letter

to my husband?

- Why, certainly.

- Thank you.

Oh, boy.

- They've got a fine crop.

- They sure have...

...up to now.

Jim! Jim!

- What is it?

- The wheat's on fire.

Grab a blanket from your bed.

Oh, Jim, our wheat. I'll die if any...

Shut up. Come on.

Take that one over there.

Jim, you've caught one of those

terrible summer colds.

Well, you'll have to take some quinine

and some hot lemonade...

...and a hot-water bottle.

And I'm going to put you right to bed.

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