Without Love Page #6
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- 1945
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Jamie Jamieson.
Be kind of a pretty name.
Don't think I didn't think of that.
How's it feel?
- How's it feel?
- Feels fine. How's it look?
Oh, it looks great.
You look like Buck Rogers.
Buck Rogers. Great flyer,
especially in the stratosphere.
- Where?
- In the funny paper.
Let's try the oxygen valve.
Doorbell.
- Anna's gone out. Let it ring.
Hold everything.
Professor Grinza. Well, come in,
come, come in, come in.
- How are you?
- My woman-hating friend.
How do you like Washington?
Fine, fine, fine. You'll spend the night.
- Well, are you sure, Patrick?
- Sure.
You couldn't have come
at a better time.
- I just started my first test.
- Really?
work tonight...
...but I want you to see
what I've been doing.
Oh, yes, I forgot. Hey.
Great piece of luck.
This is Professor Grinza
I've told you about.
How do you do?
How do you...? Excuse me.
How do you do?
This is my little tank job.
- Very nice.
- Honey of a pump.
I can get her up to 30,000 feet
in less than two minutes.
Say, Patrick. Who is that?
I'm sorry.
May I introduce my assistant
and my wife?
- Well, Patrick, I congratulate you.
- Thank you.
Mrs. Jamieson, I can only say...
- Mrs. Jamieson, I congratulate you too.
- Thank you very much, professor.
Well, come on. Excuse me.
Let's get on with it, huh?
- Mind stepping into your plane?
- Good luck.
Thank you. Same to you.
- Be careful, won't you?
- Yeah.
Drive slowly. Don't bump into
any clouds.
If you get too much oxygen
better pull over...
...or they'll pinch you
for drunken driving.
- When will I know if I get too much?
- You'll know, all right.
Will you handle the exhaust valve?
Okay.
Oxygen starting in
at four pounds' pressure.
- Altitude 4000 at zero minutes, 20.
- Check.
You weren't married
when I saw you in Chicago.
Altitude 18,000 at zero, 58.
- Check.
You were perhaps engaged
to her then?
No. Only met her two months ago.
- Well, she's not like the girl in Paris.
- I should say not.
- One-forty-nine. Oxygen intake perfect.
- When were you married?
- This afternoon.
This afternoon?
But, Pat, your wedding day.
She's very useful to me.
Used to work with Perry at Columbia.
Yes. Good, good.
But what am I doing here?
Here's where I load it.
- Altitude perfect.
Oxygen intake...
I feel so uptake intake outtake.
I take, you take, we all take.
I take, you take, I take, we all take.
That settles it. Come on down.
Pull over to the curb.
You're coming down, Mrs. Uptake.
- What happened?
- Too much gas.
What?
Oh, Pat, I hope it wasn't my fault.
No, no, no. It wasn't your fault.
How do you feel?
All right. I feel all right.
Pat, maybe it was something
with the valve.
I feel intake, uptake, outtake.
I don't know.
Three thousand...
...2000...
...1000.
Happy landing, Mrs. Uptake.
How'd it go?
Wait a minute. I have to undo this.
Maybe we could try it again, Pat,
at a lower pressure.
No.
No, I don't think that was the trouble.
- Do you, professor?
- Possibly not.
But you can't solve this problem
in one day.
Especially your wedding day.
Mrs. Jamieson, I can't tell you...
You see,
I was Patrick's father's best friend.
I'm so very happy that he has found
what he has been looking for.
- A woman who can stand on her head.
- Exactly.
Exactly, Patrick.
Now, Mrs. Jamieson,
that you've come down...
...from 35,000 feet to the level
on which you were married...
...I think I'll say good night.
Oh, no,
but you're gonna spend the night.
- Pat, didn't you ask him?
- Oh, sure.
Who? Me? No, thank you. I've
a very urgent outtake. I'm late now.
- Oh, no, no.
- Oh, you must stay.
- It's silly for you to leave.
- Goodbye. Goodbye.
We have plenty of room. Come on, stay.
- Professor, you don't understand.
- What don't I understand?
Well, you see, we have a few questions
we'd like to ask you.
Oh, Patrick, you are a big boy now.
I'll be back tomorrow in the afternoon
after I've seen General Stevenson.
I'll tell him that you have
made satisfactory progress.
Up to now, anyway.
Why, even Dizzy wants you to stay.
- What's the dog's name?
- Dizzy.
Dizzy?
That's quite a name
to live up to in this house.
- Well, goodbye, Mrs. Jamieson.
- Goodbye.
I'm very happy to have met you.
Bye, Pat.
Professor, your...
Well, he didn't have to insult Diz.
I guess there's no use trying to
explain our marriage to anyone.
No, we can't expect people
to understand.
Did it upset you?
The experiment? Oh, no, just means
we have more work to do, that's all.
I'll turn out the lights. I'm tired.
You're tired, Mr. Jamieson?
I flew up 35,000 feet.
- And upside down too.
- Were you ashamed of me?
I was proud of you.
Grinza likes you too.
We're off to a flying start.
Hey, what are you doing?
- Are these your pajamas?
- I hope so. Why?
Glad I don't have to see you in them.
Fish eyes swimming in mucilage.
Well, good night,
If I couldn't invent
- We will.
- You will.
- Breakfast at 7:30.
- Well, thank you.
- Good night.
- Good night.
Diz. Hey, Diz. Diz.
Diz, hey.
Mr. Jamieson. Mr. Jamieson.
What are you doing in my bedroom?
Get out of here.
if you didn't try to pretend.
Pretend? Aren't you ashamed
of yourself? Get...
Where is my bathrobe?
You happen to be in my bed.
Yes.
I might have known.
I guess you'll just have to lock me up.
Well, it's no crime, you know.
If you do it, you do it.
Do what?
Somnambulism.
Noctambulism,
there are a lot of names for it.
There doesn't seem to be any cure.
They throw you out of the army for it.
Oh, Pat. Pat.
- Well, okay?
- Yes.
If it gets any worse,
you'll have to call the...
It couldn't get any worse.
If you knew...
I know.
Good night.
Where were you in my hour of need?
Remind me to trade you in
on a cat.
What was that measurement again?
One thirty-three point seven.
Let's have a little more light, huh?
Let's take tomorrow off and go fishing.
One thirty-three point seven.
I said come here.
I wanna show you something.
Well, what?
- Nature.
- Where?
Out there.
Don't be afraid to breathe it.
Fresh air? What's that good for?
You and me after six months in a cellar.
Okay. I'll breathe
...and I'll smell your fresh
country flowers...
...and I'll listen
to your loudmouthed birds...
...but I won't visit with those visitors
that are coming.
Hi there, Dizzy. Anybody home?
Anybody home?
Oh, hello, Contacts.
Would you like to take a buggy ride?
Certainly not.
What are you doing down here?
Oh, same as you. Visiting friends.
What friends?
Over there.
You mean over there, don't you?
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