To Please a Lady Page #8

He can get extra speed

out of that moisture-laden air...

...before the storm breaks

and he knows it.

He's taking a big chance. If rain hits while

he's on the track, they'll flag him in...

...for high speed on a wet track

is dangerous and forbidden.

Officials wanna get the qualifying over

before it rains.

They're keeping right after him.

If he wants to go,

he'd better not hold back.

But Brannan isn't letting that worry him.

- He's going when he's ready.

- Enjoying yourself, Regina?

Lou Neuhouser's official qualifying speed,

129.2 miles per hour.

That should put him in the race all right.

Brannan's still holding back.

It looks almost

as if he's got that storm timed.

You know,

I think he's finally made up his mind.

He's going to go. Brannan's one of those

drivers who figures everything ahead.

He's kept his motor warmed up. He can

give it the gun right from the start.

That's just as well.

It's going to be a race

between him and that storm.

This is one way to see Brannan

and still stay away from him.

Those black clouds

are going to unload any moment.

Do you mind?

I've got something important here.

The verdict came in

on Dwight Barrington.

- Guilty.

- What'd he get?

- Twenty-five years.

- He appealed?

He's out on bail.

He knows he hasn't a chance.

- You can take a bow, Regina.

- You bet I'll take a bow.

I told him I'd keep after him

until I got him.

And you got him. But it's turning out a

little differently with Brannan, isn't it?

Around to the main stretch,

he's traveling fast.

Brannan's had only one warm-up lap.

Usually they need three.

He may take the flag

this first time around. Is he going to?

I think he... Yes, his hand is up.

He is taking the flag and there he goes.

He's blasting into the southeast turn,

standing on that throttle and making time.

He's in the groove,

barreling around to the backstretch.

That's the fastest part of the course.

He'll be hitting 160 miles an hour.

Those storm clouds are right overhead

the north turn. Air's absolutely still.

Not a breath of wind.

Driving conditions are perfect.

Brannan had that figured,

that's why he waited.

Now he's taking full advantage of it.

Here he comes at the end

of his opening lap making terrific time.

He may set up the fastest speed of the day

and there's a big crowd to watch him do it.

Over 100,000 fans turn out every day

to see these important trials.

His time on that lap,

one minute, eight seconds on the nose.

132.35 miles per hour.

He's going into the north turn.

There's a picture for you.

He's the only moving thing out there

and how he's moving.

The rain's just outside the track.

It's close between Brannan and that storm.

Here he comes,

the fastest thing on the track today.

He is getting the flag for his last lap.

You know, a driver like Brannan

makes high speed look easy.

But believe me, it's anything but that.

And that time around,

he made 132.37 miles per hour...

...practically the same speed

as his last lap.

That's consistency,

everything under control. What a driver.

He's through the north turn,

the rain's hitting the track.

But he's beating it.

He's coming around on his last lap.

He's coming into the home stretch.

He's okay out of the north turn.

And here he is.

Here he is, bringing the rain with him.

Well, that does it.

Brannan's strategy paid off.

His speed on that lap,

132.39 miles an hour.

- Can't we do without this?

- The official figures in a moment.

- Sure.

- But his speed is the fastest of the day.

Now they know, Brannan's

one of the boys they've got to beat...

...when they line up

for on Decoration Day.

It's all over, anyway.

I wanna place a call

to Indianapolis, please.

I'd like to speak to Mike Brannan

at the Indianapolis Speedway.

Yes, that's right, Mike Brannan.

Thank you.

I don't want any calls except

the one I just placed to Mr. Brannan.

Very good, miss.

- Hello. Remember me?

- Yes, indeed, Mr. Brannan.

- I remember you very well, sir.

- Is she in?

Miss Forbes just placed a call for you

at Indianapolis, sir.

That may be you now. Excuse me.

- Hello?

- Is that my Indianapolis call, Benson?

There's no need to try

and locate him now.

- Benson, is that my call?

- Yes, miss.

- Cancel the call, please.

- Let me have that.

Hello. Hello?

- Hello, yourself.

- Oh, Mike. How are you?

I saw you on television today.

You were terrific. Congratulations.

Well, thanks.

Is that the only reason you called me?

No, I wanted to talk to you.

It's Saturday night and I'm here all alone.

- Well, I wish I could be there with you.

- Do you?

Oh, I wish you could too.

Do you think there's a chance you might

send that butler of yours out to the movies?

Oh, I think it could be arranged.

Too bad you're so busy at the track.

- I suppose you are.

- Oh, yes. They're working me night and day.

Hey, tell me,

what are you doing right now?

I brought a lot of stuff home

from the office. I'm working too.

Oh, yes, I can see that.

What do you look like tonight?

I mean, what are you wearing?

Oh, a little something in silver and silk.

You mean something with curves?

- You've got the idea.

- Yeah.

I wish I could be right there now.

I said, maybe it's just as well you're not.

I thought that's what you said.

- I think it'd be pretty nice.

- Oh, it would.

The fire is burning...

...but what good is a fire

if it warms only me?

I'd turn the lamps down low,

then you'd light my cigarette.

And then you'd tell me all the things

you haven't been doing.

And I wouldn't believe you.

And then you'd hold my hand.

And I'd probably have to hold

both of yours.

Oh, it would be wonderful, Mike.

Just won...

Mike?

Hello?

Hello.

Hello.

I get around, don't I?

Perfect timing, wasn't it?

You call me and I walk right in.

Now, let's see,

what was all that you said?

Oh, yeah, you'd turn the lamp down low.

Now, let's see,

there was something else you'd...

Oh, yes, the fire.

What's the good of a fire

if it warms only me?

Now it'll warm both of us.

There. Now, there was one other...

Oh, yes.

I'd light your cigarette, you said.

I'm not so sure I like this.

You know you like it, baby.

Don't you?

Now, there was one... Oh, yes.

I'd hold your hand, you said.

And I'd probably have to hold

both of yours.

I like that, you calling me.

I liked your coming to see me.

Well, I had to be in town

to see an old aunt of mine.

How does your old aunt look?

She seems to be holding up pretty well.

You stayed away from her a long time.

Don't you think she ever gets lonely?

No. She keeps pretty busy.

She brings her work home with her.

This...

This aunt of yours...

You must be awfully fond of her...

...coming all this way to see her.

I am kind of.

Does she have something special

about her?

Baby, what she doesn't have,

she doesn't need.

I beg your pardon, miss, but there's

a telephone call from Mr. Gregg.

I told him you did not wish

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