Waterloo Bridge Page #4

You thought I might regret it someday.

Well, that's all right.

I'm not going to regret this ever.

Ever.

I guess I know who it is I love.

Roy.

- You'll miss your train.

- Yeah, I...

...I guess I better had be going now.

But listen, darling.

I'm coming back for you.

- What do you mean?

- I'm coming back to see you.

I'll be back just as soon

as I can get away.

I...

Hello, ducky. Come on in.

What have you been saying to him?

I've been telling him nothing

that wasn't good for him to hear.

I've been singing

your blooming praises, all right.

I was hoping he'd come and go away.

Not him. He waited to hear all the

information I had to give him about you.

Yeah, and what was that?

That you was a poor, lonely, little girl.

Half-starved and hungry for love.

The only thing on God's Earth, I said,

that can save her is a husband.

- A husband?

- Yes.

And he's willing to step up

and do his duty, by king and country.

And what's more, I'm prepared to be

your bridesmaid and help you blush.

Did he say that he'd marry me?

Well, not quite...

...but he was coming to it

when you burst in and interrupted.

- He's yours, I tell you.

- What if I don't want him?

Well, what if you don't?

What's the harm?

All you have to do is

go through with the ceremony...

...collect his separation allowance,

and live in luxury.

Then there's your insurance,

if he gets knocked off in action.

I don't want his insurance...

...and I'm not gonna steal his pay.

Who says it's stealing?

Marriage is legal, ain't it?

Why, it's early.

Look at Agnes Ellen.

She's got four husbands in the army.

Two Australians, one Yorkshire man,

and her own husband.

She's collecting separation allowances

from all of them.

And what's more,

she's making them all happy.

Of course, there is the risk

that two or three of her husbands...

...might get leave at the same time.

But that shouldn't bother you

with only one on your hands.

Look here,

I put you in the way of a good thing.

It's a stinking thing, Kitty.

What's stinking about it, I'd like to know?

He loves you, don't he?

Of course, he does.

Look at the flowers he's brought you.

He don't even know me.

And he never will, if I have to jump in

the river to keep him from finding out.

You've bloody well gone queer

in your head, haven't you?

Maybe.

Now, what do you think of this port, Roy?

- Pretty good, Roy?

- Seems fine to me.

Seems fine to me.

- But I don't know very much about wines.

- That's a pity.

They tell me some people in your country

are trying to do away with wine altogether.

Curious idea.

Oh, that's all nonsense, darling.

It's just a lot of talk.

Nothing will come of it.

You mustn't believe

all you see in the papers.

We're not as bad as all that.

Of course, I don't know America very well.

I was only in the place two or three weeks,

but they...

They seemed to be sane

and responsible sort of people.

No, I don't want any of that.

Here, Hives.

Pass the port, Jenny.

- Have some more, Roy.

- No more for me, thanks.

No, thank you.

Does it feel good to be home, darling?

- Swell.

- By the way...

...when you were in the Cambridge sector,

did you come across an old friend of mine?

- Who was that, sir?

- Old Plumsteed.

- Charlie Plumsteed.

- Was he a private?

No, he was a brigadier.

No, sir, no, I don't run across

many of those.

No, I don't suppose you do,

but you may have met his son.

Did you ever meet old Plumsteed's son?

You know, young Plumsteed.

- He's a second lieutenant, isn't he?

- Yes, I think he is.

I remember coming across him

at the base on the way home.

Roy, don't be cynical.

He's not cynical.

Somebody has to be at the base.

You're very silent, Mary.

That's because I have nothing to say.

I'm just enjoying myself,

trying to realize Roy is back home.

Yes, nice having him, isn't it?

You must come again soon.

I hope, though, I haven't got that silly.

You can't come until they let you.

Listen, now I can tell you

what I want to tell you.

- It's about a girl.

- About a what?

Well, about a girl.

I don't know what he's talking about.

A girl, darling, you know, a girl. A girl.

Yeah, yeah, yes, I know, a girl is.

Well, what about it, boy?

- Tell me about her, Roy.

- Well, there isn't much to tell, Mother.

It all sounds rather silly.

You see, I've only known her a few hours.

I met her on my way through.

Come on, Jenny,

don't go to sleep with that port, pass it.

- It's under your nose, darling.

- What?

Your nose.

See, things do happen pretty quickly now.

I mean, they have to.

You know, with the war on, you never

know where you're gonna be next.

Well, the fact is I do like her. Terribly.

- What's her name?

- Myra.

- Myra what?

- Myra Deauville.

That's not her real name, of course.

She's on the stage.

- Who introduced you to her?

- Nobody.

We met by accident during an air raid.

She a well-known actress?

Well, no, but she's awfully pretty.

Actually, she is only in the chorus.

She's had it pretty tough lately, you know.

- Couldn't get a job in one thing or another.

- What a shame.

Well, what I wanted to know...

...I mean, what I wanted to ask is...

- What did you want to ask, Roy?

- I wondered if you'd hate very much...

...if we couldn't have her down here

for a while.

- Would you like that?

- It would be grand.

I wouldn't suggest it

if I didn't think you'd like her.

I know she's a chorus girl,

but she's different.

- I'm sure I shall like her.

- That means I can ask her?

As far as I'm concerned, it does.

- Do you mind, Fred?

- Do I mind what?

If we ask this girl

down here for a day or two?

I haven't heard a word

you've been talking about.

- Oh, Fred.

- You mumble so. Well, what is it?

I'll tell him, Mother.

- Listen, Roy met...

- Oh, don't shout. I can hear perfectly well.

He met a girl last night in an air raid.

An air raid? A funny place, what.

And he fell for her. Hook, line and sinker.

Now, what he wants to know is...

I haven't the least idea

what she's talking about.

''Two plain, two pearl...

...two plain, two pearl,

two plain, two pearl... ''

- Good morning.

- Hello.

- You're back soon.

- I caught an early train.

Would you go for a ride

in the country with me?

It's such a lovely day.

What do you say?

I'm afraid I can't make it.

We'll go anywhere you like.

- Well, that sounds good.

- Then it's settled.

Where would you like to go?

Well, what about Hampton Court?

No, let's go further off than that.

All right.

- Go anywhere you like.

- Come on then.

Where's your hat?

Wait a minute.

- Good. I'll wait for you outside.

- All right.

Oh, look, Buckingham Palace.

Looks like King George

is giving a tea party.

Whoa.

Would you like to get out

and walk for a little?

- Sure, let's.

- Say, listen, we're gonna walk a while.

Very good.

- Will you wait here for us, please?

- Very good.

- Oh, boy.

- Like it?

- It's all right for us to be here?

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