The Young in Heart Page #4

little fellows down there.

Upon my soul, I don't see

what pleasure they get out of it.

Still, that little fellow over there

looks rather sincere.

- You think so?

- Mm-hmm.

Picks up a sack from that pile,

carries it over

and puts it on that pile.

Then he goes back for another.

Well, he must get

some enjoyment out of it,

but on the other hand,

I don't see what he's after in life.

L... I don't see his reasoning.

No reasoning involved, my boy.

Instinct. Biology.

Something tells him to carry

the little sacks back and forth,

and so he has to do it.

- L... I see what you mean.

- Yes.

Interesting problem, isn't it?

Capital, labor,

classes, masses,

no jobs, no leadership.

I wish I were younger, my boy.

Lunch.

High time, too.

It's been a hard morning.

I saw your father's advertisement

in the newspaper.

Oh.

Oh, of course.

I, uh...

I do not understand it.

Why, it's perfectly clear,

isn't it?

When your father

advertises for a position,

it is not clear, George-Anne.

In fact,

it is very, very suspicious.

L... I do not like the look of it.

Why not?

The Sahib wants a position, and...

What are you doing

in this house, anyway?

Miss Fortune was grateful to us

for helping her in the wreck,

so she invited us

to stay with her.

She's Ionely.

She must also be very rich.

And now I think you'd better go.

I'm terribly busy, and, uh...

And you're also

terribly fidgety, George-Anne.

Fidgety?

What a silly idea.

And now

you're tousling your hair.

I'm not

tousling my hair!

And now you're losing

your temper, George-Anne.

I told you, I'm simply busy,

and l... I wish you'd please go.

I will as soon as you tell me why

your father advertised for a position.

Because he wants one.

He's out all day

looking for one, every day.

He's very well-known as Algy

to the girls of Mandalay

He's a captain of Lancers, Algy...

- Is that you, Sahib?

- Yes, my dear.

Did you have

a successful day, darling?

Very successful, yes.

Enjoyed the digging very much.

Richard couldn't

tear himself away.

Oh, you remember Mr. Macrae.

Well, well, upon my soul.

Delighted to see you again, my boy.

What did you say the name was?

- Macrae. Duncan Macrae.

- Oh, yes.

I understand you have been

looking for a position, sir.

You've been looking

all over London, haven't you, Sahib?

I'm not ashamed to admit it...

not a stone unturned.

Ready to accept anything.

Anything. Forget dignity

and all that, you know.

A soldier is trained to take

the bad with the good,

and vice versa.

Perhaps I can be of service, then.

I have found you

an excellent position, sir.

I beg your pardon!

You see, I happened to run

across your advertisement...

Indeed?

But that's wonderful,

isn't it, Sahib?

What is the position?

It's with a motor company

run by friends of mine.

They need salesmen.

Your father seems to have

all the necessary qualifications.

Uh..."no previous

business experience...

finest social references..."

- I think that's splendid, Duncan.

- Just one moment.

- I can't tell you how we appreciate it...

- Just a minute, dear.

- Now poor Sahib won't have to keep...

- Halt!

Very friendly of you,

my boy, very,

but I'm afraid my capacities

are entirely unsuited.

Oh, Sahib, you know you have

capacities for anything.

In that case, sir, if you will report

at the Wombat sales room

at 9:
00 in the morning.

Good afternoon, sir.

Good afternoon.

I do not believe your father has

any intention of taking the position at all.

Why, what an amusing idea.

I do not think you're amused,

and I do not think you're grateful.

If you really want to know

what I think, Duncan,

I think now that you know

where we live,

it would be very nice if you'd

stay away from here altogether!

Aye! Once and for all!

Insolent young puppy!

I detest him!

Always muddling things up!

But you're going to

take the job, Sahib.

What? George-Anne,

you promised me

that under no circumstances

would I have to go to work.

Sorry, darling. Now we have to prove

we're on the level to everyone.

And stop tousling your hair!

Trapped, by gad!

Nine o'clock?

I'm afraid so, Sahib.

Well, I'll never forget

the pleasant days we've spent.

We never did half the things

we planned to do.

Too late now, I'm afraid.

I wish...

I wish we could at least

have got to the aquarium.

Some future time, perhaps.

You never know.

Well...

Won't be the same

without you, Sahib.

Nice of you to say so, my boy.

I'll miss you, too.

I'm not much good at farewells.

I know, father. I...

I'll walk

a little nearer with you.

Thank you, my boy.

Good-bye, my boy.

Good-bye, father.

Don't be too Ionely.

I'll try.

Well... better go in, huh?

What is it, Sahib?

Uh... tell your mother, my boy...

Tell your mother.

You're sure

you're quite comfortable?

Quite comfortable.

Do you mind?

Planning to stay long?

I hadn't, but now

that I see you again...

You've never seen me before.

I've seen you all my life,

in my dreams.

That's not a very good line.

No.

Well, you see,

I'm so darn tired.

Why come to me?

Well, I was walking along,

and suddenly an unseen spirit

grabbed me by the arm

and led me straight up here to you.

It's kismet.

Now, you think that means

we have to marry each other?

If you're not

otherwise engaged, of course.

I do not,

and I can't make up my mind whether

you're a lunatic or merely very young.

I'm neither. I'm just Ionely.

I see.

Well, what can you do besides

look rather too good-Iooking?

Well, I...

I'm a champion swimmer,

play a rattling good game

of tennis, fair golf,

and I rumba

like the angel Gabriel.

Did you happen to notice

the name of this organization?

No. To be frank with you,

I never had a job before,

and I felt

it might spoil my impulse.

This is the British-American Civil

and Hydraulic Engineering Company.

Oh, I see.

And you're the American, huh?

Well, don't hydraulic engineers

ever rumba?

Rarely, and not well.

It seems to me that I shall be

filling a crying need, then.

You know, I really think

I'll enjoy working here.

I like the atmosphere of the place.

The atmosphere

is strictly business.

Which is what I like.

I begin to see what I've missed.

You know, if I made up my mind

to it, I could become an engineer,

and very shortly.

And it takes some of them years.

Did anyone ever tell you

that you have the most...

Yes. Often.

You don't know the first thing

about engineering, do you?

Oh, what's there to it?

It all comes down to one man

saying to another man,

"Well, make up your mind.

Do you want to buy a bridge,

or don't you want to buy a bridge?"

I've never met a man before

who's never had a job.

I should think it'd intrigue you,

make you want to see

what you could make of him.

Right.

We need someone

to sort the mail.

Two quid a week.

Come back in the morning, 8:00.

I'm yours to command.

You couldn't make it 9:00, could you?

Eight o'clock. Good day.

Good day.

Oh, could you come out

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