Three on a Match Page #3

with a case of acute lonesomitis.

Oh, we'll cure that, won't we?

Oh, pardon me.

Mrs. Kirkwood, Mr. Michael Loftus.

- How do you do?

- How do you do?

And Mr. Jerry Carter.

- How do you do?

- How do you do?

Well, this is quite a coincidence

going abroad on the same boat.

Oh, I'm not going. No such luck.

We just came down to see the Merrill's off.

Gonna give them a farewell party

in their stateroom.

Won't you join us, Mrs. Kirkwood?

Well, that's awfully sweet of you,

but I'm afraid I can't leave my little boy.

Well, you could get the stewardess

to look after him.

Sure, he'll be all right.

Well, all right.

I'll join you as soon as he's asleep.

Well, make it snappy now,

and we'll show you

what a real send-off's like.

Come on, Jerry.

- We'll be waiting for you.

- I'll be there.

I love it.

I wish I was going along with you, Mildred.

- So do I.

- Me, too.

Here, let me get you another drink.

- Hey, how about a drink for Vivian?

- Oh, for Vivian.

- Oh, for Vivian.

- There you are, darling.

- Well, here's looking at you.

- At me?

Yeah, and liking it, too.

Uh-oh.

- To Vivian!

- To Vivian!

If you don't expect to have a good time,

why do you go?

On the other hand, why not?

You're a funny one. I can't figure you out.

Why not? What's so funny?

I can tell you're a real woman.

Not one of those stuffed brassieres

you see on Park Avenue.

Why, you've got all the works that make

a woman want to go and live and love.

But you're only making passes

that'll never get you anywhere.

- How do you know what I do?

- I can tell.

Say, you don't know what life is.

But I suppose you could show me.

I never met a man yet

who didn't ask to try.

Yeah? Well, listen, you'll keep on stalling

and backing away

and then someday they'll quit asking you.

- Oh, I'm getting too old, is that it?

- Oh, darling, I didn't say that.

Why, to me you're the most

marvelous girl in the world.

But you don't know me.

We've only met tonight.

Oh, tonight or an hour or 10 years.

What's the difference?

It's now that matters.

Vivian, don't turn your back on life.

Take it. Take it while you can.

Where are we going, Mommy?

Where are we going?

Junior.

But where are we going?

All ashore that are going ashore.

Lowering the baggage!

Stand by the gangplank.

Take it away.

And the hotels?

We searched every register

for the day after the sailing.

Naturally, she wouldn't use her own name.

You're assuming, Mr. Kirkwood,

that she's deliberately hiding?

Of course.

No, that's all, Randall.

Put as many men on it as you see fit,

but show results.

Yes, sir.

Oh, yes, Phil,

of course she went deliberately.

Really, sir?

You mean Mrs. Kirkwood

was dissatisfied or unhappy?

I'm afraid she was, Phil,

but there's one thing she shan't do.

She shan't make the little fellow suffer.

Poor little shaver.

Just one more, darling,

and then you'll have to dress.

That's right.

Mommy, I'm hungry.

Is Mommy's little honey-bunch hungry?

Here, have some of those.

I don't like those anymore.

Can't I have bread and milk?

Look, Viv, you'd better order supper

sent up for you and the boy, eh?

There's a party down on the third floor,

a friend of mine.

I'll play Santa Claus down there and

then I'll come back. What do you say?

I don't like that so well.

I'll be back.

All right, Junior, go wash your face.

We'll have dinner.

Come here.

Go on.

All right, I won't be long.

Mommy, do I have to wash my ears, too?

It's getting kind of late.

No, I'll let you off this time.

Oh, I tell you, Ruth, it just makes

my blood boil every time I go up there

and see that poor little youngster

in such an atmosphere.

It's a wonder to me her husband

doesn't do something about it.

How can he find her?

She's taken a phony name

and won't even let the kid out.

Too bad.

Oh, if I ever see anyone off

on a boat again, strangle me, will you?

Don't blame yourself, honey.

It's not your fault she fell for him.

Fell for him? She took a nosedive.

Ever since she met him, she hasn't had

eyes or ears for anything or anybody else.

Oh, Ruth, we've got to do something.

I'm with you, but what can we do?

Listen, if I can talk Vivian into it,

would your sister mind keeping him here

just till Vivian comes to her senses?

I'm sure she wouldn't. She loves children,

and he'd be happy here with her little girl.

All right. You talk to her and I'll see Vivian.

- Good luck.

- Thanks, I'll need it.

You're gonna miss my kissing

You're gonna miss me, honey

When I'm gone away

When nights are lonely

You're gonna miss me only

Some of these days

You're gonna miss me, honey

You're gonna miss my huggin'

You're gonna miss my kissin'

You're gonna miss me, honey

When I'm gone away

- Hello, Mary.

Hello, Mary.

Hello, Mary. How are you, kid?

Hello, Mary. You're just in time.

For what?

Oh, Miss Bernard,

meet Mr. Spencer, Mr. Roy Spencer.

How do you do, Mr. Spenster?

You're just in time. We were short a lady.

You're still short as far as I'm concerned.

How about a drink, Mary?

No, thanks. I'll only be here a minute.

Vivian, can I see you for a second?

Why, sure, Mary. What's on your mind?

Can we go in the other room?

Why, yes.

- Pardon us.

- Why not?

Oh, what a pal is Mary

Oh, what a pal...

Close the door.

Well?

Vivian, I'm no puritan, and I'm no killjoy.

I don't mind people having a good time.

I never have. And I'm no buttinsky, either.

Who said you were any of those things?

Well, I'm just trying

to tell you these things,

so you won't misunderstand

what I'm going to say to you.

Go on.

Well, what I mean is,

it doesn't make any difference

what you do,

but I think it's kind of unfair

to expose the kid to this kind of business.

And what would you suggest?

Let me take him.

We can get Ruth

or someone like that to take care of him.

Ruth has a sister, a widow,

and a baby at the house.

They can take care of the two,

and they're nice, respectable people.

Oh, they're respectable, are they?

Well, that would be a change, wouldn't it?

Well, there may be an idea

in what you say. I'll think it over.

Tell me that you'll let me

go through with it.

Just till you decide

what you want to do permanently.

Will you, Vivian? Please.

You'll never regret it.

Well, let's have a drink

and maybe I can make up my mind.

A drink has worked wonders

on you before.

Come in.

There's a Miss Bernard to see you.

Something about Mrs. Kirkwood.

Send her in. Hurry. Get Randall.

Tell him to stand by.

Yes, sir.

All right, Miss Bernard.

- Are you Mr. Kirkwood?

- Yes. Do you know Mrs. Kirkwood?

- Yes, we're old friends.

- Where is she now?

She's right here in New York,

and your little boy is...

Yes, yes. Is he with her? Is he well?

Yes, he's all right. He's... He's...

Miss Bernard, for the love of heaven,

what is it?

Now, look here, Mr. Kirkwood,

I'm butting into something

that's none of my business.

I don't know what happened

between you and Vivian and I don't care,

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes