The Way We Were Page #2

"The All-American Smile."

And it's by Hubbell Gardiner.

"In a way, he was like

the country he lived in.

Everything came too easily to him,

but at least he knew it.

About once a month he worried

that he was a fraud.

But then most everyone he knew

was more fraudulent.

Sometimes he felt...

- There's really no reason

for us to change.

But of course by then,

they were too lost or too lazy.

It had always been too easy."

The trouble with some

people is they work too hard.

Are you speaking to me?

Want a beer?

I don't drink.

One sip. One sip of beer.

Well?

You carry your books all the time?

That's what I crossed the street for?

I'm celebrating.

What are you celebrating?

I got you to cross the street.

Listen, I'm sorry I, um...

I haven't told you that

I really liked your story.

You're a good writer.

Thank you.

Mrs. Simpson married the Duke

of Windsor. It's in tomorrow's paper.

How do you know that?

The papers aren't out yet.

I work in the Linotype room

two nights a week.

You never quit, do you?

Well,

thanks for getting me

across the street.

Hey.

I sold one.

Hm?

I sold a story.

I've never known anybody

who sold one.

Oh, boy, Hubbell.

Okay, so have a drink. Okay?

Okay.

Sit.

To your first novel.

Wait a minute, not so fast.

Why not?

Yeah, why not?

You should've laughed.

Hm?

"Any peace but Katie's piece."

You were good. You had them.

You could've kept them,

if only you'd laughed.

It wasn't funny.

That's not the only reason to laugh.

You're a puritan.

I am not.

You've no sense of humour.

My family thinks I'm humorous.

Why are you always angry?

Not always! Because I don't know

about coed humour. I've never

been in a fraternity or sorority,

which is where I'm sure they

make up all that dirty stuff anyway.

That's pretty dirty business.

Can I ask you a personal question?

Sure.

Do you smile all the time?

No.

No.

No. No.

Here's to commencement.

A funny word for "the end."

Well...

Mrs. Simpson married

the Duke of Windsor.

Oh.

I told you that, didn't I?

Yeah, you did.

I'm really happy about your news.

I hope I get to read

your story someday.

Put your foot here.

Go get them, Katie.

See you, Hubbell.

See you.

Don't spill it on your dress.

Ohh...

I'd like to have the sewing concession

when they wanna shorten those dresses.

You know, to get

some wear out of them.

J.J.

Grab your coat

and get your hat

Leave your worries

On the doorstep

I'm glad we're not

working on commission.

I've never been to a dance before,

except the one the YCL gave for Spain.

Ooh, that happy tune

Can be your step

Life can be so sweet

Here, have a drink.

Here.

What's that, bourbon?

It's gin, Katie. Come on.

From the bottle?

So bourgeois.

Mm.

Let's dance.

We aren't supposed to.

You weren't supposed to buy me

a corsage either. Come on.

If I never have a cent

I'll be rich

Rich as Rockefeller

Gold dust at my feet

Can you, Frankie?

Sunny side of the street

Frankie McVeigh,

you've got a foot for dancing!

Whoo!

Hubbell?

Hubbell?

Hey.

What do you know?

Small world, isn't it?

I fall asleep?

I think so.

What do you know?

Would you like to have

a cup of coffee?

Oh, yeah.

Coffee.

Yeah.

Here you are, kiddo.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night, Hubbell,

old boy. Ahem.

Whoever you are.

Who are you?

Ha-ha-ha.

It's the top floor.

Only one more!

In there.

Hubbell?

Hubbell?

General quarters!

Count down!

Stand safe...

Mm.

Hubbell.

Hubbell, it's Katie.

You didn't know it was Katie.

I'll be done in a minute.

You don't have to do that.

Oh, it's okay. I like to iron.

Gee, you have a lot

of ribbons here.

You have any aspirin?

Oh, I don't. Uh...

Push in on your temples.

How can you not have aspirin?

I always eat for a headache.

Do you have my watch?

Do you know where it is?

I took it off

and put it on the bedpost.

I thought you'd be more comfortable...

You didn't have... Oh.

I mean, that's why I...

Here.

Thank you.

It's your hair.

That's what's different.

Yeah. I have it ironed.

You have your hair ironed?

Mm-hm.

Does it hurt?

No.

Uh, have some coffee at least.

I'm low on sugar, but it's real coffee.

No. Unh.

No, thank you.

I have to meet J.J. At the train.

Looks good, though.

You still have J. J?

Yeah. Well...

How long will you be around?

Where are you stationed?

In Washington.

Oh, that's good.

That could be exciting.

Why?

Roosevelt is there.

I thought the party said he was

an evil warmonger.

How do you know that?

You still think a varsity letter

stands for "moron," huh?

Some people work out

better than we think.

Yeah.

Mm-hm.

Thank you very much.

Oh, listen, um...

This is my number, and this is

the OWI office where I work.

This is the radio station. It's

very difficult to find a hotel room.

If you're ever in town and you

can't find one, well, just...

No obligation, of course.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Uh, about last night...

I'm sorry. I've been

falling asleep all over lately.

That's all right.

Hope my snoring

didn't keep you awake.

Oh, that's okay.

I like snoring.

See you, Katie.

See you, Hubbell.

Good luck.

American-Soviet benefit,

Friday night at town hall!

Come to the American-Soviet

Friendship benefit Friday.

American-Soviet benefit

at town hall, folks.

Come to the American-Soviet

benefit Friday night.

Thank you. Big show.

Big show at town hall, folks.

Come to the American-Soviet

benefit Friday night.

Hey, soldier,

why don't you bring a date?

Come

to the American-Soviet benefit.

Bring a date.

Come to the American-Soviet

benefit.

American-Soviet...

Jesus, I'm late for the OWI.

See you later, Pony. Bye!

Vote for Thomas E. Dewey!

We've gotta stop FDR.

I'll take them. I'll give them

to your friends. I'll help you.

CDHQ, America Calling.

Applications are available

at your local post office.

CDHQ, America Calling.

Can you identify them?

Over the Bronx? Twenty-five

Stuka dive-bombers.

I've got it, madam. Yes, I remember

Pearl Harbor. I'll connect you.

Even if he lost the paper,

I'm still in the book.

It's only been a week.

One moment, please.

I'll connect you.

CDHQ.

Just one minute.

He could phone at least.

CDHQ, America Calling.

Phone where? You've only got 11 jobs.

Applications at your post office.

You've censored

all but nine minutes.

It implied that we spit on Negroes.

Which you do.

The situation...

Now the Negroes are a situation?

After the war,

the Pentagon...

It'll be just like it was before,

you racist fink!

What's with her this week?

This week?

What do you mean?

Shut up!

I have 21 minutes of dead air facing me!

It's his fault!

Okay, okay! I'll sign.

Hubbell?

Where are you?

Grant's tomb.

I can't get a room.

Can I use your couch?

Of course you can.

Morosky, we have...

Will you, please!

Uh, Hubbell, um, there's beer

in the icebox and clean towels,

and if you wanna take a nap,

take off the phone and put it

in the drawer of the desk.

How do I get the key?

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