We're Not Married! Page #6

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[ Laughing ]

Oh, uh, permit me.

Oh, thanks.

Oh, shall we proceed?

Oh, thanks.

Now then, government bonds

to the value of 1 25,000.

228,000.

- 228,000?

- That's right.

- Thank you.

- Not at all.

Next, we have a one-third interest in

the Melrose Production Corporation...

with an estimated value of $1 00,000.

I'd venture to say that that valuation...

would come closer to, uh, $300,000.

- [ Eve Giggling ]

- 300,000?

I should think so,

give or take a few thousand.

- Thank you.

- Not at all.

Next, 500 shares Metropolitan

Concrete Corporation with--

Eight hundred.

- What is this?

- I beg your pardon?

What is this, all of a sudden

you're so cooperative?

Well, didn't you tell me...

that it's illegal to conceal assets?

Oh, yes. Of course.

- [ Giggling ]

- I see.

Now, uh, if you will permit me

to have a look at this list...

I think I might be able to save

all of us a bit of time.

Let me see here.

Ah, very good.

Very good indeed.

Oh, this one's a bit short--

a few thousand.

[ Giggles ]

Uh, I'm afraid she's under

on Consolidated...

but only a few thousand dollars.

[ Mumbles ] Well, as far as I can see,

she has overlooked...

only two items of any

consequence whatsoever.

- There is the, uh, safe deposit box--

- Where?

Hmm? Uh, Title Trust.

Should be a goodly sum

there, you know.

Oh, quite, you know.

Then there's my interest

in that Florida hotel.

- Suppose I jot them both down.

- [ Giggling ]

- This, of course, is round numbers.

- Yeah.

Now will you sign that?

- Oh, uh, uh, thank you.

- Oh, yes.

Thank you so much. I--

Why not sign it?

It's quite accurate now.

There.

I'll have the contract drawn up

and ready for you this afternoon.

Whenever you say.

All right then. Let's go.

- Eve, this is the end, I suppose.

- It is.

Then might I have, perhaps,just one or

two moments with you before you go?

Sure.

Good day.

I'm afraid I have a confession

to make to you, my dear.

- Yes?

- In my distress over this wretched business--

in my resentment, actually--

I've been tempted to hold

out of this settlement...

what is probably the most valuable

of all our joint assets.

But now, in these, our last

few moments together...

I find... I can't.

I don't think my conscience would

give me another day's peace...

if I were to try

to withhold from you--

It's just a few simple words...

on a simple sheet of paper...

but take it, my dear,

and bless you.

Oh, no.! No.!

[ Screams ]

[ Body Falls ]

[ Intercom Buzzes ]

[ Freddie ]

Miss O'Brien?

- Yes, sir?

- Are the two gentlemen still there?

- Yes, sir.

- Please tell them for me...

that they may drop in any time now

and pick up their client.

Yes, sir.

- Any more?

- One more.

Mr. and Mrs. Wilson Boswell Fisher,

Richmond, Virginia.

Uh, that was the couple whose fathers

came chasing after them.

He was going in the army,

and she was that cute little steno--

Oh--

[ Bugle Call ]

- [ Train Whistle Blows ]

- All right, break it up.

Come on.

Get the lead out.

- Oh, honey, dear.

- Everybody aboard.

[ Train Whistle Blows ]

All right, Fisher, let's get rolling.

[ Bell Ringing ]

Well, come on!

Did you tell her what time?

Sure. I told her last night.

I'll have to write to her.

Willie!

There she is!

Hey, Patsy! Patsy!

- [ Train Chugging ]

- Willie, the doctor says we are! Willie!

I'll write all about it!

- What did she say?

- She said the doctor says you are.

- Are what?

- What do you think are what?

No!

[ Whistle Blowing ]

[ Snoring ]

Sarge, can you step back

to the smoker for just a second?

- What is it?

- Willie Fisher's in something of a situation.

[ Snoring Continues ]

[ Muttering ]

I could've sworn it.

[ Groans ]

- What's the trouble?

- Willie's gonna have a baby.

Oh, yeah?

All I know is she was going

to the doctor this morning...

and that's what she hollered

to me in front of everybody.

No matter where you hear it,

it's always a surprise.

But it looks like they got a little

complication here. Show him the letter.

Oh, on top of everything else,

I gotta get this.

- Well!

- That's the way I figure it too.

- Looks like you hit the jackpot.

- What do you mean?

If this was on the level, you don't

have to pay this dame a nickel.

Who's talking about nickels?

This is serious stuff!

Somebody's trying to throw

a curve at my kid!

- How do you mean?

- [ Pinky ] It's like this, Sarge.

If he ain't married, like it says

in the letter, how about the kid?

Will he be what they say-- legitimate?

Oh.

What I mean--

We're headed for overseas...

and I can figure on marrying

again when I get back.

But what if I don't get back?

What about the kid then?

- Will he be... all right?

- No.

But it's not our fault, Sarge! It's their fault!

If they don't know how to run their business--

The law don't care whose fault it is.

If you ain't married

when the kid is born, it's a foul ball.

But what can he do?

He don't want to leave no foul ball.

Marry her again, I guess,

if that's the way he sees it.

But how? We gonna get

some leave before we sail?

Nope. We're going aboard tomorrow

afternoon and sail tomorrow night.

But in a case like this,

couldn't you explain it to the C.O.?

What's he got to do with it?

This is orders from the old man.

[ Train Whistle Blows ]

There's only one thing

I can think of for you to do.

- What's that?

- Try not to get shot.

What's the matter with him?

Who don't try not to get shot?

- [ Bell Ringing ]

- Looks like we're coming to a town.

- This is awful.

- He could be wrong too, remember.

No, no. That's the way

it looks to me too.

I can't have people

pointing the finger at my kid.

I gotta do something

about it, Pinky.

- [ Bell Ringing ]

- This is the kind of a thing

can ruin his whole life.

- Well, look. He ain't even born yet.

- Born or no born--

- Take care of my stuff, will you, Pinky?

- What are you gonna do?

- I'll see you on the boat.

- You're crazy. They'll

stick you in Leavenworth.

Ain't nobody gonna point

the finger at my kid!

Wait a minute, Willie!

You crazy nut!

[ Telegraph Tapping ]

Hello, airport? What time's

the next plane to the port?

No space? I've gotta have space!

I've gotta get the--

Oh. Okay.

Well, thanks anyway.

Where's the marriage

license bureau?

Down at the end of the corridor,

turn to your right.

- Hi. How late are you open?

- Five o'clock.

Five o'clock. Thank you.

[ Man ]

Cuddles, Cuddles

# I forget all my troubles #

When I'm with Cuddles

## [ Humming ]

# Cuddles, Cuddles #

I forget all my--

You on the lam or somethin'?

# Cuddles, Cuddles #

- [ Ragtime Piano ]

- Hey, Patsy!

- [ Horn Honking ]

- Patsy.!

# Cuddles, Cuddles #

I forget--

- How about a cup of java?

- Okay.

- You after some guy?

- Why?

Take a look in yonder.

What's he look like?

Patsy.! Hey, Patsy.!

Come here, quick.!

- What on earth is it, Willie?

- Hurry. It closes at 5:00.

What is it?

What is it, Willie?

We got a kid comin',

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