The Secret Life of Walter Mitty Page #8

Of course.

- Yes, Doctor?

- Miss Appleby.

Will you bring me the charts

on the Wilson case, please?

- Certainly, Doctor.

- You have a spot on your uniform!

I'm sorry, Doctor.

I'll change immediately.

Did she really have

a spot on her uniform?

- Well, you saw it, didn't you?

- Oh, sure. I saw it.

It was an ink spot.

- Mercurochrome.

- Oh, yes.

Mercurochrome.

It looked like red ink.

It was hardly noticeable though...

You didn't see any uniform.

No. Oh, you're right.

I saw her in a bathing suit.

I've got metaphilia!

What am I gonna do?

What you need is a good, long rest.

But I'm getting married tomorrow!

Capital! Go home and marry your Bertha!

- Gertrude.

- Gertrude. And forget all about it.

You'll be a new man.

I'm beginning to feel better already.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here

in the sight of God...

and in the face of this company...

to join together this man

and this woman...

in holy matrimony.

I require and charge you both...

that if either of you

know of any impediment...

why you may not be lawfully

joined together in matrimony...

you do now confess it,

or else forever after hold your peace."

Do you, Walter...

take this woman

to be your lawful wedded wife...

so long as you both shall live?

I do.

Place the ring upon her finger.

The ring.

She's alive! It's true!

It wasn't a dream! These are her shoes!

I was right!

Van Hoorn's a crook!

He's got her in that house!

We've got to get her!

You'll have to go after him.

He's going to molest that poor old man!

Pardon me!

Hey, you!

The hooves of his sorrel, Quicksilver,

going ta-pocketa, ta-pocketa...

Walter "Slim" Mitty,

the most feared man west of the Pecos...

rode into Tombstone Gulch.

Mitty the Kid's in town!

$"General Store - Post Office"

I wouldn't do that if I was you, Toledo.

Oh, Slim!

- I'd start a-prayin' if I was you.

- Why, you!

Please, Slim!

Please don't hit me anymore!

- She's still suffering from shock.

- Well, get her out of it!

She's hidden that book

somewhere in this house.

How can we get information

from a girl who can't open her mouth?

Krug.

Wait! I have a better idea.

Our impetuous young man

has come to rescue his lady in distress.

Doctor, do you think that seeing the man

she loves might bring her out of it?

- It might.

- Good.

Then we will let him rescue her.

Don't come any closer!

I've got a Luger and I'll drill you!

All right, hophead.

Start talking and talk fast.

Where is she?

You'd better start singing, lard face.

One more move and I'll drive you.

I'll drill you so full of lead...

Oh, I just knew you were alive!

I knew it!

Walter, it's you.

If they hurt you, I'll kill them

like I did that lard face outside.

Walter, my uncle...

Rosalind, he's a murderer.

I found out he isn't my uncle.

He's the Boot.

I didn't know.

I'd never seen my real uncle.

It was the Boot that killed Maasam.

The Boot.

We'd better get out of here.

Come on, dear.

Congratulations, Mr. Mitty.

You've aroused the sleeping beauty.

- Turn on the light.

- Where is it?

- Over there.

- Oh.

Wait a minute.

- This ought to hold them.

- What are you doing?

Well, this worked in "The Shocking Case

Of The Mad Electrician."

I just wire this here,

and turn this switch on...

then when they put their hands on...

- Hurry!

- Wait a minute.

What are you doing?

It's the Malay tiger trap. It works

on tigers, it should work on people.

We used this in "The Elephant Boy

Strikes Back."

They cover it with straw.

When he comes in, he steps on this,

the barrel goes off...

his foot gets caught,

he goes right up and he's trapped.

Here I am!

No! You're suppose...

Come on, Rosalind.

Help! Let me down here!

Help! Let me down!

Well, there's the flower truck.

For the last time!

Where is the book?

I'll never tell! Never!

Hendrick!

You better stay where you are!

I took care of you once before,

and I'll do it again!

Drop it!

What's going on here?

- You! What about that flower truck?

- I had to rescue the girl!

- These men are crooks!

- They're murderers!

- He's the leader! The Boot!

- This is what they're after!

It belongs to the Dutch government.

Get him! He's getting away!

Twist her arm, will you?

I'll show you who's crazy!

Mitty, you fool!

Leave that poor old man alone!

Walter, all those policemen!

What does it mean?

- Who's she?

- This is Rosalind.

- Now you understand why I left.

- I understand, you two-timer!

Well, ladies, I guess I was right

all along!

How could you?

Rosalind can explain.

She was with me every minute.

All the time you were making advances

to my daughter...

you were carrying on with this Jezebel!

Jezebel! How dare you!

All of you!

- Rosalind, wait!

- Let her go! You're well rid of her!

Run after her,

you milk-drinking Casanova!

Milk? I'd like to see what he drinks

when he's out with that blonde!

- You filthy drunkard!

- You can't make a lily from a ragweed!

- Shut up!

- Mitty!

You too!

Now you're all gonna listen to me.

For years I've been listening to you!

You almost put me in a straightjacket!

Your small minds are muscle-bound

with suspicion.

That's because the only exercise you get

is jumping to conclusions!

You ought to be ashamed of yourselves,

every one of you!

- Now, hold on! I don't think...

- You never think!

- What?

- The only good idea you ever had...

was to hire me to do your thinking

for you!

"Associate editor."

Go right in. Take a look at it, Walt.

Oh, Walter. It's just wonderful!

Now, folks, this is just another working

day in the Pierce Publishing Company.

"Frontier Stories" has to meet

its deadline.

Have you ever been through our plant,

Mrs. Mitty?

- No, I haven't

- Well, come along. I'll show you around.

I'll see you later, dear.

And no more daydreaming, Walt, old man.

Oh, no. Right you are... Bruce!

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