The Young in Heart Page #5

with me later for a spot of supper?

I like to pay my obligations.

Can you pay for the supper?

Well, now that you mention it,

I'm afraid I can't.

In that case,

I'll wait till your first payday.

Good day.

Is she pretty?

Comme ci, comme a.

Is she intelligent?

She typewrites well.

Is she fun?

She's a business gal.

There must be something about her

for you to take her out.

There is... she's my boss,

and it's a very sound policy, my child,

to keep in the good graces

of one's boss.

Has she a lot of money?

I've no idea.

I rather think not.

Guess whom I ran into today?

I couldn't possibly imagine.

Who?

Adela Jennings.

Adela?

She's just arrived in town

and wants you to have tea with her.

Where's she stopping?

The Ritz.

I must ring her up sometime.

Might be a good idea.

Perhaps her daddy's not in town.

Well, even if he isn't,

we're pretty well set now without him.

- We're not set at all.

- Certainly we are.

The old lady's more in love

with us every day.

She's not getting

any younger, you know.

I haven't heard any talk

of a will yet.

The fact is, I don't think

we'll have to wait for a will.

She's bound to come through

with something soon.

She hasn't, though.

The aged are slow, my child,

just as the young

are foolish and impatient.

We can count on her, and so...

well, and so we don't need

any more Adelas in our lives,

either of us.

Do you really

believe that, Rick?

I do, my child.

Um, does this tie look all right?

Oh, uh...

That's better.

- Good evening, Sahib.

- Evening, boy.

How are all the little Wombats

feeling tonight?

Couldn't feel better than I do.

Sold my fourth one this week.

Commissions mounting rapidly,

my boy, rapidly.

- Oh, really?

- Odd.

By the say, Sahib, where would you

take a young lady to dine?

Savoy, by all means.

Soundest cuisine in London.

Oh, I don't know.

I had in mind a place...

Oh, nonsense. Savoy's

the only place to dine a lady.

- Don't give it another thought.

- All right. Savoy it shall be.

Oh, but a couple of quid

wouldn't see me through, would it?

Perhaps you're being

slightly optimistic.

You couldn't lend me a fiver

till next payday, could you?

Glad to, my boy, but I've always

found that borrowing is unsound,

both from a financial

and a moral point of view.

How much money will you get

your next payday?

Two pounds.

From that you expect

to pay me back five?

You must see there's no future

to such a course of action.

Neither a borrower

nor a lender be.

Why don't you

take the lady to the zoo?

All right, Sahib, all right.

Never mind.

Here, here, boy.

Enjoy your evening.

Take her to the Savoy

and the zoo.

Oscar, I'd like to present

Miss Leslie Saunders, my boss.

Oh. Oh, you really

must forgive Oscar.

He's a sensitive, Ionely,

disillusioned soul.

You seem to have

a strong sympathy for Oscar.

You don't happen to feel

anything in common with him?

There might be

a few similarities.

- He's very well-dressed.

- Thank you.

- Quite amusing.

- Thank you.

And, I'm afraid, utterly worthless.

- Not your sort?

- I rather doubt it.

Although I wonder if you have

any idea what sort I really am.

Of course I have.

Sane. Practical.

That's right.

- Ambitious. Hardworking.

- That's right.

- Utterly moral.

- Utterly.

- Straight from the shoulder.

- Straight as a rivet.

Well, in that case I should think

you'd greatly admire me

if I skipped all the approach work

and just kissed you

without any preliminaries.

I should not only admire you,

I should respect you.

There's something to be said

for your philosophy.

Oh. There go my cigarettes.

That's all right. I'll buy you some more.

I'm indebted to Oscar.

Uh... light, old man?

Seven, no trump.

- Well, I pass.

- I pass.

Me too.

I...

I think it's a lay-me-down!

Oh, well, upon my soul!

What an amazing pupil!

What card sense, eh?

Another grand slam.

You must be the kind of person

one is warned against on ships.

On ships?

Marmy means people

who play cards dishonestly.

Oh. Have you

ever known any such people?

I'm glad to say

I've never had the bad fortune

to encounter any

of those miserable scoundrels.

I should think

they must be most unhappy.

Unhappy, ma'am?

Don't you think so?

It seems to me they must always

be outside of everything.

They must be so Ionely,

so friendless.

Very possible, ma'am.

Very possible.

It's way past

your bedtime, Miss Fortune.

Oh.

Another beautiful evening.

Good night, my dear.

Good night, Miss Ellen.

Honored, ma'am. Honored.

May... may God bless you.

Don't bother

to come upstairs, dear.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Darling, is your old

sinus trouble coming on again?

Sinus? No, my dear, no, no.

All part of the act, you know,

letting the old girl

see that I was touched.

Good performance, darling.

You certainly

had me fooled for a minute.

Mind your feet on the stairs.

You take the high road

and I'll take the low road

And I'll be in Scotland afore you

You'll wake everyone in the house!

For me and my true love will...

You idiot!

Stop it!

It's all right, old pal.

I can take care of myself

very nicely, old pal.

I brought my old pal

home with me, George-Anne.

Yes, I know.

We're all palsy-walsies.

Now, sit down

before I knock you down.

Have to undress myself...

take off my shoesie-woosies.

- I'll help you.

- You've helped him enough.

That's right. I'll take off

my own shoesie-woosies.

- Very considerate of you, Rick.

- There.

First my shoesie-woosie,

then my socksie-wocksie.

Then...

...my tiesie-wiesie!

I give you my word of honor,

George-Anne, I haven't the slightest idea.

- You did it on purpose!

- I did not!

How could I know that one bottle of

champagne and a few small brandies

could make any grown man drunk?

Why did you give him

anything at all?

I tell you, I just happened

to meet him, and we celebrated.

Celebrated? With him?

You said you wouldn't

be seen dead with him.

You must be drunk too.

I'm not. I can't be.

None of us Macraes is capable

of being drunk. We've tried.

And I admit

I was wrong about Richard.

I misjudged him entirely,

and I apologize.

He's an understanding

and gifted young man.

And where did you meet this

"understanding, and gifted young man"?

We just bumped into each other.

If you want to know the truth,

I was feeling Ionesome.

You're a bad-mannered, bad-tempered,

outrageous female,

but I have discovered

I cannot live without you.

It's a shameful confession

for a sane man to make.

It's an idiotic one, because you're

going to live without me,

probably to a horrible old age.

I am not. Richard says you're

eating your heart out for me.

- Richard told you that?

- He did.

Then you got him drunk

and made him say it.

If you were a man,

I'd knock you down for that.

Oh, I'm dreadfully sorry.

We must've awakened you.

Poor Richard

has been taken ill,

and this Mr. Macrae was

kind enough to bring him home.

How do you do, Mr. Macrae.

How do you do. That... that's

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