Together Again Page #4

Not the face, the neck. Beautiful, beautiful.

Turn your... Oh, Georg, please!

Really! Please, this is my neck.

It is not your neck.

A neck like that belongs to the world.

You have no right to hoard it

as if it were an old ball of string.

All right, all right, Pete,

I told you I need it for myself.

You wait till you want to

borrow from me again.

I loaned you a knee once, remember?

Keep your neck. Who cares?

He is crazy, isn`t he?

He is an artist.

He paid you a great compliment, you know.

There are very few necks

that would throw him like that.

There aren`t. Are there?

Most women`s necks are just something

to hold their heads up.

But yours is positively lyrical.

Well, for goodness` sake.

I`ll have to look sometime.

-Miser.

-Beg your pardon?

Beautiful things should be shared,

Mrs. Crandall.

Or have you forgotten that?

Forgotten? I don`t know what you...

I imagine the last five years have

kept you pretty busy just being busy.

-They have.

-That is interesting.

To get back to the statue.

By all means.

I didn`t realize we had gotten away from it.

-What did you mean about my father?

-Pardon?

When I showed you the picture

of my husband...

For that I should apologize.

I imagine he carried great responsibilities.

He did.

-What was his first name?

-Jonathan.

Perhaps I could add a twinkle in the statue

that I found lacking in the photographs.

Mr. Corday,

we would like my husband just as he was.

Just how was he?

Well, he carried great responsibilities.

-And now you are carrying them.

-Yes, I am.

-Pity.

-What is pitiful about it?

I enjoy it tremendously.

A woman like you. Forgive me.

-Tell me, did your husband dance?

-Yes. Why?

I have learned something

about his responsible side,

so I must look into his lighter side.

He had one, I suppose.

-Well, he danced, if that`s what you mean.

-lt`s not exactly. However, shall we?

Why not?

Simply as a matter of research,

Mrs. Crandall,

just look upon me as your husband.

Simply as a matter of research.

You danced very well together, didn`t you?

Thank you.

What are you smiling about?

Life is full of surprises.

I never thought I would so enjoy

having a mayor in my arms.

Mr. Corday,

you`re supposed to be my husband.

That`s right. I`m forgetting my part.

Now l`m your husband.

Tell me, he did not enjoy

having a mayor in his arms?

How could he? He was the mayor.

That`s right. Of course.

It`s very confusing, isn`t it?

Yes, it is.

Do you mind very much?

I don`t feel like dancing anymore.

I`m sorry I failed you as a husband

so quickly.

Mr. Corday, if I say something,

you won`t think l`m rude, will you?

Certainly not.

I feel that one shouldn`t accept

the first thing that is offered them.

Yes?

I feel that one should shop around,

so to speak, until one is absolutely sure.

And I feel that, that should apply

in the selection of a sculptor.

You don`t think l`m rude?

Not at all, but I am a very good sculptor,

Mrs. Crandall. I assure you...

I don`t doubt that for a minute.

Please don`t think...

But, in this case, it`s more than just ability.

It is?

How interesting. How much more?

I mean, it`s more a matter

of personality and character.

Do you understand?

Not quite.

Mr. Corday, I may as well be very blunt.

By all means.

I simply can`t see you in Brookhaven.

You don`t fit.

You don`t think l`m rude?

On the contrary, I am fascinated.

But why wouldn`t I fit?

It is a little difficult to explain.

Mind you, I have no personal reasons.

I understand that perfectly.

But, tell me,

the sculptor who made the first statue.

Did he fit?

Beautifully.

But, unfortunately, he was very old and died.

I`m sorry.

Besides, you`d dislike Brookhaven intensely.

On the contrary, I am beginning to

feel a positive yearning for Brookhaven.

Here we are, Mr. Corday.

Excuse me, madame.

Mr. Corday. Are we in time?

Just in time, I was facing a serious crisis.

-Look at her. Isn`t she exciting?

-Very exciting, Leonardo.

So now I leave you with her.

-Good.

-Thank you.

To the beginning of a beautiful statue,

madame.

Mr. Corday,

I don`t believe you understood me.

I just fired you.

Really? How could that be?

I understood this was simply an interview

to look each other over

and see if we would do.

-But I tried to...

-You see, with me, it is a matter

of something more

than an assignment, also.

Something more?

Yes. With me it is also a matter

of personality and character.

So to make sure that it would

be a successful engagement,

-I had to know you better, too.

-But...

And I have come to this conclusion.

Together, I believe we could create a statue

that would take its place

among the great works of art.

-Mr. Corday.

-Your personality

appeals to me very satisfactorily,

but may I suggest

that you have just a tiny bit

too much character?

-You...

-For successful statue creating, that is.

-You may suggest it...

-Mind you, it is a very small item.

Will you please...

I`m terribly sorry, Mrs. Crandall.

It is really a disaster.

Not at all, but it could have been,

Mr. Corday.

It`s fortunate that I came

to New York and met you, isn`t it?

Just think, I could have ordered you by mail.

I`m terribly sorry, dear lady.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Leonardo`s is proud to present

that on-again, off-again,

big little star Gilda La Verne.

Excuse me.

-Sit down, please.

-Sit down! Sit down!

-Evening.

-Good evening.

You got trouble?

I just spilled something on my dress,

that`s all.

You had better take it off

and let me press it dry for you.

No, thanks, it hardly shows.

Yes, ma`am, but this material draws up

all out of shape if it dries on you.

-Does it?

-Yes, ma`am.

And you don`t want to go out of here

all out of shape.

It`ll only take a minute.

-What a strange thing to say.

-Ma`am?

I was just talking to myself.

That`s bad, isn`t it?

That`s right bad.

That man`s really got you worried, ain`t he?

What man?

There`s only three things that can

make a woman start talking to herself.

Her bank account,

her man and her reputation.

And they all three the same things,

ain`t they?

My, my.

It certainly is philosophical out tonight.

Here we go again.

It`s a raid, let`s get out of here!

Here`s your dress.

It`s a raid, it`s a raid.

-Thank you, chum.

-Wait!

-This is the ladies` room, isn`t it?

-lt`s also the way out.

I either have to go on a diet

or stop gambling.

Do you think that photographer got me,

Julia?

Okay, babe, come on.

It`s you l`m talking to. Come on.

-Me?

-I said come on.

You couldn`t possibly mean me.

Come on, La Verne.

You can ride in the front seat with me.

I`ll keep my hat on, too.

-You think l`m the dancer.

-The light dawns.

Officer, you`ve made a ridiculous mistake.

I`m just a guest here.

Since when the guests been running

around without their dresses on?

That was the strangest thing.

I was standing right here with my dress

in my hand,

and all of a sudden it disappeared.

-Right through the window.

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