The Story of Vernon and Irene Castle Page #6

- Walter.

- My friend here is a bit strait-laced.

- Sure, I know the type. Reformer.

Well, he's in the army now, eh, captain?

Can you close off that garden?

- You'll be as snug as a bug in a rug here.

- I want to reserve the garden too.

But that's for special occasions.

Our orchestra plays there.

- I want the orchestra.

- Oh, atmosphere, huh?

- No, music, you dumb...

- Walter...

...try to be a little more sophisticated,

like the gentleman here.

Oh, here he is, in here.

Captain, you are to report

back to the field immediately.

Not me, I've got weekend leave.

I'm sorry, captain.

I know you just got here...

...but a brigadier general

blew in.

They want all pilots in the air

this afternoon.

Thank you, lieutenant.

Well, it looks as if

I have to leave it all to you.

I know what you want. A hot bird, a cold

bottle and a warm shoulder, eh, captain?

Look, here's the list of the music

I want the orchestra to play.

Take care of it and explain to the lady

I may be late.

- Sure will. What name will she give?

- It's his wife.

- Your wife?

- Yes, do you mind?

No, I don't mind,

but I don't understand it.

All right, Castle.

Only one more hour.

Hey, young fellow, sit in the back.

But the officer just told me

that student pilots...

- I know, I like to ride in front.

- Yes, sir.

Why won't Captain Castle

ever ride in the back seat?

Nobody can make him

since that crash in Canada...

...when the boy in front got killed.

- Gas on, switch off.

- Contact.

- Contact.

Here we are.

Nice, huh? Best suite in the house.

You're across the hall, Miss Sutton.

Did Captain Castle say

how long he'd be at the field?

No ma'am, but he arranged for dinner

at 7:
30 in the private dining room.

- Sounds almost wicked.

- We cater only to a family trade, ma'am.

- I beg your pardon.

- Not at all. My card.

If we can ever be of any service to you,

call on me.

- A wife-beater if ever I saw one.

- Maggie, won't you have dinner with us?

- We'd love to have you.

- Liar. You'd better get dressed.

Here comes Castle's squadron now.

Colonel, look out there.

Don't let that fool take off.

Flag him down.

Walter.

Oh, it's wonderful to see you.

- Hello, Sailor.

- Where's Vernon?

Oh, so that's it.

Vernon?

We wait months to see each other,

now you play games.

Vernon.

Where is he?

What's happened?

Sailor, Vernon's...

He's hurt.

Well, where is he? I've got to...

No.

He had his choice of

hitting another plane or crashing his own.

The student with him wasn't hurt much.

But Vernon was in the front seat.

He was a hero, Sailor.

Oh, Vernon.

They'll remember what he did

this afternoon.

They'll remember a lot of things he did.

The way he laughed

and the way he danced.

The way he made other people

want to dance.

Walter, he was just beginning to live.

He'll go on living. For you, and me.

Maybe even for a lot of people

that never knew him.

There's got to be something in him in every

boy and girl that get up and dance together.

They were singing that the day I met him

out in the water, with Zowie.

- I'd better get down and tell them to stop.

- No.

He wanted them tonight.

That was at the train,

the first time he kissed me.

Don't, Sailor.

Don't you want to go to your room now?

Go tell Maggie.

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