You Can't Take It with You Page #12

I thought, maybe when I get back,

I could start to work on that grass thing.

You remember that thing Bob Smith and I

fooled around with in college?

Yes.

Dad, if you think it's funny, I'm sorry.

I came in here to say goodbye.

Goodbye?

- Are you serious?

- Yes, I'm serious.

I don't want any part of this, Dad.

I never did.

You can't do this,

after all the plans I made for you...

If I can just make you understand this.

I think this business is great.

It's good for you because you like it.

I don't. And I never will.

I've tried to talk to you many times about it,

but I couldn't get it out.

I used to be able to talk to you, Dad...

...but lately...

I'll probably be gone

before you get home tonight.

Goodbye, Dad.

Goodbye, Son.

Maybe when I get back, we can sit down

and have a good old-fashioned gabfest.

Yeah, yeah.

- Yes.

- It's about Mr. Ramsey, sir.

They just found him dead in the washroom.

The doctor said it was heart failure.

Yes?

- What did you say?

- They just found Mr. Ramsey dead.

A.P., they're getting impatient upstairs.

I can't hold them any longer.

Boardroom.

Get everything set. We're on our way up.

Hello, Mr. Kirby.

52nd.

52nd, sir.

Take me down.

- Down?

- Down?

- We can't postpone this meeting.

- Take me down.

We've been waiting on you for hours.

What's the matter, Mr. Kirby?

Is there something wrong?

Darned if I don't think

they enjoy this moving.

Don't be silly. It's killing them.

It's certainly going to be gay around here

when you leave, Grandpa?

He found the cutest place

near where Alice is, right on the ocean.

- Lake, Penny. Lake.

- That's what I said, lake.

We'll invite you all up

to go deep-sea fishing.

- Gee, Mr. Kolenkhov, isn't it exciting?

- Exciting?

With you moving and the Grand Duchess

out of a job, where do I eat?

- Hello, Mr. Vanderhof.

- So you're here again.

Why won't you tell me where she is?

Because there's an unwritten law

in our family against snitching.

But look, Mr. Vanderhof, I just sort of feel...

...I can talk to you about this thing.

I've left my job

and I'm going away tonight, and I...

But I love Alice. And she loves me.

This whole thing is ridiculous.

I'm convinced, young man,

but you're not marrying me.

After all, Alice is the woman.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

I just thought I'd take a parting shot

before I left.

I have messed things up beautifully,

haven't I?

- Yes.

- Well, goodbye, sir.

The trouble with young squirts nowadays

is they have no imagination.

They don't use the old bean.

Well, I'll do anything you say, sir.

- You want to see Alice again, don't you?

- Yes.

- And we can't tell you where she is?

- Yes, no, sir.

There's a big trunk of Alice's upstairs

and they're going to take it where she is.

Just don't say another word.

Grandpa!

I came as soon as I got your telegram.

I'm too late. You've already sold the house.

- Of course I sold the house. I got tired of it.

- Grandpa, it's all my fault.

Alice, dear. Alice, we were coming to you.

Now everybody on the block has to move,

don't they?

What about Grandma?

You're walking out on her.

Now, don't be childish, Alice.

The thing is done.

Now, go on upstairs and pack your things.

Alice, will you give me a chance

to talk to you?

They wanted the house and they got it,

the mighty Kirbys.

What are you doing here anyway?

Wait a minute. I've something to tell you.

I want you to listen.

Go ahead and scream.

That's the way you've gotten everything.

Scream your head off

and see what it gets you now.

Alice, Alice.

Alice.

I sure feel sorry for Grandpa.

I walked in the room and he was looking

at a picture of Grandma and he was crying.

Crying?

He got sore, too, because he caught me

looking at him, and threw something at me.

There's only one thing worrying me.

Have they got relief up there?

Sure they have.

They've got relief everywhere now.

- There is?

- Yeah.

Let's get on up there then.

I guess we've moved everything out of here.

Yes, that's about all.

Here's one that didn't go off.

Be careful with it. Especially the typewriter.

I have a feeling that I'm going to do

my best work at our new place.

Oh, Dad.

Oh, now, Penny,

we've had enough wailing for one day.

- Do you mind if I come in?

- No, not at all. Come right in.

We aren't quite prepared for visitors, but...

Donald, put that chair down for Mr. Kirby.

Let me have that stool, too,

will you, Donald, please?

Thank you.

- Mr. Vanderhof, could we be alone?

- Oh, sure. Penny.

Thank you.

I don't know, Grandpa is talking to him.

Mr. Vanderhof, you once told me

I was a failure as a father.

- I didn't mean that.

- I know, but I am.

Tony's walked out on me

and it's just about wrecked me.

Mr. Kirby, you're beginning to act

quite human.

Look, you know about these things.

I don't.

- I need your advice. I'd give a fortune to...

- Now...

...you've got to stop thinking

in terms of fortune.

Do you know what I do

when I run smack into a crisis?

I just take out my harmonica

and I play on it...

...until that crisis just fades away.

- Now, please don't joke about this...

- I'm not joking about it.

You asked my advice

and I'm giving it to you.

I think if we played a duet together,

you and I, on the harmonica...

- You brought it with you, didn't you?

- Well, I...

Oh, yes, fine.

Now, let's play a duet good and loud.

You'll be surprised at what might happen.

Let's see, what shall we play?

Do you know Polly Wolly Doodle?

- You ought to know it.

- Polly Wolly Doodle?

We drove you almost crazy with it once.

You know it, of course you do.

Let's play it good and loud, and swing it.

What's that, Grandpa?

Come on, Essie, let's get hot.

Come on.

My Russian wrestling friend, eh?

Magnificent, magnificent.

Thank you.

- Is my son here?

- You'll be surprised.

Anthony.

Hello, Mother, come on.

You do the Big Apple, too.

Mr. Sycamore, you show her

how to do the Big Apple.

Come on. Why not?

Quiet, please.

Quiet.

Well, sir, here we are again.

We've had quite a time of it lately,

but it seems that the worst of it is over.

Of course, the fireworks all blew up,

but we can't very well blame that on you.

Anyway, everything's turned out fine

as it usually does.

Alice is going to marry Tony.

Mr. Kirby, who's turned out to be

a good egg, has sold us back our house...

...and he'll probably forget

all about big deals for a while.

Nobody on our block has to move.

And with the right handling...

...I think we can even thaw out

Mrs. Kirby in time.

We've all got our health,

and as far as anything else is concerned...

...we still leave that up to you.

Thank you.

Bring it on, Rheba.

Now it is two easy lessons, Mrs. Kirby...

No holds barred.

I hope you like it, Mr. Kirby.

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