Wife Vs. Secretary Page #8

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Tell her that I'm waiting for her

in the breakfast room.

Mrs. Stanhope's had her breakfast, sir.

I think Simpson's serving yours

in the dining room.

Well, tell Mrs. Stanhope that I'm back,

and I'd like to see her.

Yes, sir.

- Good morning.

- You going out?

Yes, I have an appointment

at the hairdresser's at 9:30.

Well, it's rather early for you, isn't it?

Well, hairdressers are very arrogant,

you know.

You have to take what you can get.

Are you dining at home tonight?

Why, yes, naturally.

- Yes, madam.

- Simpson,

tell Molly there'll be dinner for one.

I won't be able to plan with her now.

I'm late for an appointment.

- Yes, madam.

- Linda,

I wanna talk to you before you go out.

- Can't it wait till later?

- No, it can't.

Linda, why do you treat me like this?

- I treat you?

- You'll have to listen to me.

Helen Wilson flew down to Havana

the day after I did.

She discovered something about...

Well, about my National Weekly deal.

I've taken over National Weekly.

And, well, it's about the biggest thing

I've ever done.

And a situation developed whereby,

well, I had to close the deal in Havana.

Well, you see, we discovered

that Hanson House...

They're publishers, you know that...

That they were investigating

the magazine.

And Underwood, he's the owner...

Won't you try and understand?

I could make it clear to you.

It is clear.

Perfectly clear.

You mean you don't care to believe

anything I tell you, even if it's the truth?

I mean that you haven't touched

on the minor point

as to why Miss Wilson was in your room

at 2:
00 in the morning.

Linda, I know that looks bad. I know it.

And I don't blame you

for feeling as you do.

But believe me,

you're doing that girl a terrible injustice.

I'm sorry.

But that's the way I feel about it.

Linda.

Oh, Linda, dear.

Hello, Mimi.

- Will you put me up for a few days?

- Why, of course.

Oh, what a pleasure that'll be to have you.

- And Van, too?

- No, Van can't come.

Oh, Mimi, you were so right.

Oh, I'm so unhappy.

The secretary?

Yes.

She went to Havana with him.

He wouldn't take me. I begged him to.

Then he didn't call me for two days.

And when I called him

at 2:
00 in the morning,

she answered the phone.

From his room at 2:00 in the morning.

Oh, you poor child. You poor children.

It's horrible.

But there, you mustn't be too hard on him.

He really loves you.

Loves me? You call that love?

My dear, men are like that.

So honorable, and able, and wise

in some things,

and just like naughty children in others.

You wouldn't blame a little boy

for stealing a piece of candy,

if left alone in a room

with a whole box-full, would you?

You have no doubt it's true then?

Have you?

No.

No, I haven't.

But I thought maybe you,

his own mother...

Oh, as his own mother,

I wish I thought it might be untrue.

But a girl in a man's hotel room

at 2:
00 in the morning...

I could forgive

a sudden yielding to temptation,

but this was planned, it was arranged.

The night before he left for Havana,

and the night before that,

he told me how much he loved me.

What could he have been thinking?

How could he have said the things he said,

having it in his mind...

There, little one. There, child.

Mr. Campbell on the phone, madam.

Mr. Campbell?

I don't know a Mr. Campbell.

Oh, maybe it's the storage man.

Excuse me, Joan.

Hello?

I asked you not to call, Van.

I won't talk to your lawyers, Linda.

I wanna talk to you. I'm entitled to...

Good afternoon, Mrs. Stanhope.

Good afternoon. Is Mrs. Carstairs ready?

She'll be down in a minute.

Will you have a seat?

Thank you.

Don't blame Joan. I made her do it.

Van, you're just making us uncomfortable.

Linda, you've never really

given me a chance.

- Please, Van...

- Linda, you're destroying something

that neither of us

will ever find anywhere else.

We're in love, Linda. You know we are.

We're in love as few people can be.

Linda, you still love me.

I know you do.

You couldn't feel otherwise.

Please, Linda. We need each other.

Well, I can't do any more.

I don't know that I want to.

You don't know how bucked up

the staff is about this.

- They can't wait to get started.

- Hello?

I don't know what Hanson House is...

On the Ile de France?

Oh, Mrs. Stanhope.

I'll take it.

Yes?

Mrs. Stanhope wanted an outside

stateroom, and we didn't have any.

But we've just got a cancellation.

Is it all right to move her baggage

from the other stateroom?

Oh, I'll give you the number

where you can reach her.

"Butterfield 8-2-0-8-5."

You're welcome.

You're an editor

of almost six million circulation, V.S.

Now what else do you want out of life,

I'm sorry, boys,

but I got some work to do.

Come on, Frawley.

We've been thrown out of better offices.

Where they had better Scotch.

- Hello?

- Whitey?

What is it, Dave?

Well, I just thought I'd call.

I have to go now, Dave. I'm sorry.

Get me a reservation tomorrow

for Bermuda.

If nothing's sailing tomorrow,

the day after.

You ever been to Bermuda, Whitey?

- No, I haven't.

- It's quite a place.

How'd you like to go?

I need somebody to talk to,

somebody with a long grey beard.

Yes.

Get yourself a stateroom.

We'd better clean

everything up here tonight.

I've gotta see my lawyers now

and I'll be back later.

Yes.

Is it possible, by special delivery,

to get this on the Ile de France today?

No, it's too late. It sails in a half an hour.

So there's no use

to send it special delivery?

No.

Special delivery, please.

That'll be 13 cents.

Hey, miss, you forgot your change.

The French Line Pier. Hurry, please.

All ashore who's going ashore!

I want to talk to you.

- We're leaving in a few minutes.

- It'll only take a minute.

- Well, I'm not at all interested.

- You're going to hear me, though.

My husband loves me. He's innocent.

You want me to go back to him.

What else?

But I don't want you to go back to him.

I hope he never sees you again.

You're frank about it, anyway.

All ashore who's going ashore.

You'd really better go.

If you leave him now,

you'll never get him back.

Yes. It's occurred to me.

He's going to be lonely.

His life won't end with you, you know.

And when the rebound sets in,

he's going to turn to the woman nearest.

- And you know who it'll be.

- I'm sure I do.

Tomorrow he's taking me to Bermuda

as a friend. But it won't go on like this.

Pretty soon he'll want to buy me things.

That's how it always starts.

And then it'll be too late.

Because if he ever turns to me,

I won't turn away.

You've only a minute.

I'll take him second-best,

but he'll be fairly happy.

Not as happy as he was,

not as happy as you could make him,

but as happy as anybody else

could make him.

You're still going?

Yes.

You're a fool, for which I am grateful.

All ashore who's going ashore.

Where were you?

I thought the letters better go tonight.

I went to the post office.

- Have you had anything to eat yet?

- No, I haven't.

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