Wife Vs. Secretary Page #7

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- Thank you.

The job is personal auditor

for Mr. Stanhope.

Have you ever kept books

outside of company accounts?

Yes, ma'am, for Mr. Harold Stone,

the department store man.

I have references from him.

The agency says you last worked

for a publishing concern. Which one?

Hanson House.

How long were you there?

Two weeks.

But that's all I was hired for.

There were half a dozen of us

who had to compile some special data

on National Weekly.

What sort of work was it?

Why, I thought it was similar

to a balance sheet, but not exactly.

We had the returns from the

news agencies throughout the country,

and then we went through the advertising

of the last two years,

in order to find out their revenue

as best we could,

not knowing their actual contract rates.

Yes, I see. That's usual.

We do that ourselves.

Yes, ma'am.

You can start work tomorrow.

Miss Conners will take you to the cashier.

Thank you, ma'am.

Find out the exact time

Mr. Stanhope's plane arrives in Havana.

I'm sorry, he isn't in yet.

The plane might be a few minutes late.

One moment, please.

Mr. Stanhope's card just came through.

He's on his way to his room now.

- Will you hold the wire?

- Yes, I will.

Oh, will you excuse me a moment, Mary?

Yes, hello.

All right, put them on.

Hello?

Yes, hello, Whitey. What's the matter?

What?

Well, what other reason could it be?

They could have gotten the

net circulation figures from the post office,

and they checked up on

the advertising space exactly as we did.

You're right. You're right.

Stay on the wire.

- Would you care for some fruit, sir?

- No, that's all, boys.

- Thank you.

- Thank you, sir.

- Thank you, sir.

- All right, boys.

Whitey, you don't mind flying, do you?

Oh, no.

Well, get all those papers out of the safe,

and take the first plane down here.

Underwood's here, not New York.

And hurry it up, toots.

- Well, how'd you like it?

- I liked it fine.

Oh, my.

Well, Whitey, as usual,

you've brought the message to Garcia.

All in the line of duty, sir.

But what's Garcia gonna do?

He's going to act like that, sir.

Obviously, Underwood's been feeling out

Hanson House, the old crook.

You and I are going to stop all that.

We're going to sweep him

right off his feet,

- right here in the dust of Havana.

- How, V. S?

Well, if I should get you every available

typewriter, and about a dozen typists,

who are willing to die for the cause,

do you think that you could turn out

a handsomely-bound contract

to present to Mr. Underwood

by tomorrow night?

- We'll have to.

- That's all I wanna know.

Now, how do you feel?

Are you tired? Hungry?

I don't know. What time is it?

- 1:
00.

- Then I'm hungry.

- Miss Wilson's reservation.

- Yes, Mr. Stanhope.

Oh, hello, Tom.

Why, Van, I never expected to see you

covering a convention again.

Well, I am. Business is where

you can find it these days.

Miss Wilson, may I present Tom Axel,

representing Hanson House.

- You needn't be courteous to him.

- How do you do?

How do you do?

I've spoken to you over the phone.

- Yes, I remember.

- I'll see you later, Tom.

- So long.

- So long.

Business is where you can find it,

and that's no lie.

Hey, it's 8:
30. What time does that

feature-picture go on?

- You better call up.

- Yeah, I gotta hurry.

You can't use the phone,

she's expecting a call.

- Oh, that was at 7:00.

- But it hasn't come through yet.

"...to revert to the original corporation."

Oh, I can't do any more, Whitey.

I'm all fagged out.

- Careful of those papers.

- All right.

You better get some rest.

speech at 9:
00, and back at it at 11:00.

- Do you think we can finish it by tonight?

- I think so.

You better get some sleep, too.

Well, I'll just type some sheets.

Why can't they do that?

Well, there are some sheets

I don't think they should type.

Smart girl.

You better go to my room.

All right.

- Good night and good morning.

- Sleep tight.

... my profession of advertising,

a contribution to American civilization,

a great contribution.

In every home

are a thousand and one necessities.

Necessities, mind you,

which the world would never have had,

without the beneficial force...

- When are you going home?

- Tomorrow morning.

- I'd like to see you tonight.

- What about?

Something important.

Well, your board of directors doesn't meet

until next Tuesday.

I don't need the board of directors.

Goodbye.

- Goodbye.

- Goodbye.

And 15 minutes to spare.

- You better get some sleep, Whitey.

- Oh, I'm not tired anymore.

I was a while back, four or five hours ago,

but now I don't think

I'll ever sleep again as long as I live.

You know, what you need

is a good stiff drink.

There's something in that.

Lots of luck, V.S.

Thanks, Whitey. Thanks for everything.

It's all a matter of psychology, J.D.

If I can go to them Tuesday

and tell them that I've closed the deal,

they'll want to feel it's all right.

But if I've got to put it up to them,

they'll start arguing, and deciding,

and worrying, and...

Well, we'll never get together.

I know it, J.D.

I've watched it happen a dozen times.

Yeah, but to sit here in a hotel room

and close a deal as big as this...

- We have lawyers in New York.

- What good are lawyers?

We're making the deal.

May I join you, madam?

What happened, V.S?

I'm so happy for you.

I know you are, Whitey.

How many drinks has this young lady had?

- Four, seor.

- Four?

Well, bring me one rye

with four on the side for the present.

Whitey, tonight we let loose.

The party doesn't answer.

Shall I keep trying?

Yes, please.

- You probably think I'm drunk, don't you?

- No.

Well, you should, because I am.

Thank you for a lovely evening.

Thank you.

Good night.

Not good. Just fair.

I don't think I ought to leave my notes

scattered around.

Why don't you lie down?

You're a bit woozy.

It's unlucky to be in bed

with your shoes on, but I can't help it.

We've had an awful lot to drink.

Yes, we have.

That's a good idea. You better beat it.

Think I'll have something to eat.

Send up a pot of black coffee

and a club sandwich.

Yes, Mr. Stanhope.

Mr. Stanhope can take

the New York call now.

Ma'am, will you take the Havana call now?

Yes.

Hello?

I'll hold on.

Yes.

Hello?

Hello?

Even in Havana.

- There's your party.

- Have you been disconnected?

I think so. One moment, please.

Yes?

Were you disconnected

from your New York call?

It's a New York call.

What?

Linda. Get her back on the phone.

Please get the New York party back.

The number's Regent 4-1-6-4-4.

Linda. Linda! Do you hear me? Answer me.

The New York operator reports

the number temporarily out of order.

I'm terribly sorry.

That's all right, Whitey.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Good morning, sir.

Very glad to see you back, sir.

- Is Mrs. Stanhope awake, Simpson?

- Yes, sir.

Her tray went up 20 minutes ago, sir.

Good morning, Ellen.

Where's Mrs. Stanhope?

She's in the bath, sir.

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