You Gotta Stay Happy Page #6

so sure of the future.

The world's so mixed up

and uncertain,

there's so many problems.

Well, the world's

always had problems.

They get solved somehow.

No use getting

hysterical about it.

The war didn't do

anything to you, did it?

Look, it didn't give me

any complexes,

if that's what you mean.

Sure, it set me back

a few years.

But there's nothing wrong

with me that a million dollars

won't cure.

Money won't cure

anything, Marv.

Don't you believe it.

If you'd ever had any,

you'd know better.

You really think money

would make you happy, huh?

Money would buy Payne Air

a four-engine airplane.

That would make me happy.

Oh, that's wonderful.

I wish I could be as positive

about things as you are.

I've never been able to make

a five minute plan for myself

and stick to it.

All you have to do is decide

where you're going and

what you want out of life.

Like Joe there.

He wants some candy.

Here you are.

Now, go on, eat it.

Oh, no, Joe.

(JOE HOOTING)

Here, let me try.

Here, Joe.

You're going to miss me

west of Chicago,

aren't you, Joe?

Maybe you two would

like to be alone.

Chicago!

Folks, we're going to be here

about an hour and a half.

You can get out

and stretch your legs,

have some lunch...

No, thank you.

(WHIMPERS)

Well, goodbye, Joe.

I hope you don't

starve to death before

you get to the coast.

Well, goodbye.

Goodbye.

Thanks for the lift.

It was a great help.

Where shall I send

the clothes?

Well, the address

is Payne Airlines,

Burbank, California,

but there's no hurry

about it.

Goodbye, Bullets.

So long.

Miss Blucher.

What are you going to do?

Just stay In Chicago here?

Well, I would very much

like to go to California.

I have an aunt there,

and I thought

she might take me in.

I see.

Well, you grab

yourself a sandwich

and be here at 4:00.

Oh, Marv! Thanks!

I thought it'd be a good idea

if we kept her with us,

so she could take

care of the monkey.

He seems to like her.

Wait, please.

Bank's closed, it's 3:15.

I'd like to see Mr. Burns.

I'm Diana Dillwood.

Well, I don't know...

And I'm in a hurry.

Well, wait a minute.

I'll find out.

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

Will you come in,

Miss Dillwood?

Thank you.

Here, Prexy.

Well, the weather's not good.

Think we ought

to curl up here

till things get better?

Listen, the fish is loaded,

and that body has to be

in Los Angeles tonight,

and so does the monkey.

Now, as a stockholder

in Payne Air, does that

answer your questions?

Hey, fellas, do you belong

with that plane?

Yeah.

Just come in from New York,

did you?

That's right.

Anyone with you?

Passengers, I mean.

No, we're just

a small cargo outfit.

Sometimes people

who don't want to be traced

take cargo planes.

Now, I'm looking for a blonde

about 28 years old

and a man about 40.

He wears glasses

and a mustache.

Have you seen them?

You mean a blonde about

that high? Cute figure?

Yeah.

No. Havert seen her.

You're quite a joker,

aren't you?

Hey, hey, wait a minute.

What do you want them for?

About $50,000 won'th

of embezzlement.

Dottie?

Of course not.

You heard him,

he said embezzlement.

She's flat broke.

He said a guy with

glasses and a mustache.

That could be the guy

that socked you

at the hotel.

It could be 40 million

other people, too.

Oh, Mr. Baker!

Mr. Baker!

Mr. Baker and Mr. Payne!

Just look at that.

Isn't it the most

gorgeous thing you ever saw?

Well, what do you know?

Diamond ring, about

three pounds, I'd say.

Dottie bought it for me.

Just because she heard me say

I didn't have one.

Isn't she an old

sweet-sweet?

Hello, bought myself

a present, too.

Do you like it?

Sure, yeah.

It's a little baggy

in the shoulders,

but I didn't have time

for alterations.

I thought you were

short of cash.

Oh, I had a little

stashed away in Chicago.

I bought Joe some fruit.

(WOMAN ANNOUNCING ON PA)

All right, folks,

let's get aboard.

Come on, we're late.

Prexy, do you know

what happens to guys

who help people get away

from the police?

The police take a very dim

view of such goings-on.

They call us accessories

to the crime.

Take it a minute, will you?

Prexy, we could

put a chute on her

and drop her out.

(WHIMPERS)

Joe doesn't feel so well.

It's the altitude.

We're trying to get

on top of this weather.

I've been thinking about that

jam you were in in New York.

You have?

Of course,

you didn't tell me

very much about it.

Well, you told me,

small-town girl

comes to big city...

Uh-huh.

Did I have it

figured out wrong?

It wasrt quite the way

you thought.

Well, maybe you're making

a mistake running away.

You know, sometimes

it's better just to face

a thing and get it over with.

Not this.

I had to run, Marv.

You did, huh?

It was the only thing

I could do. Otherwise, I...

Well, I might have been

trapped, perhaps

for the rest of my life.

Anything like this ever

happen to you before?

Well, it had never

got quite this far.

Well, do you think...

Do you think...

Maybe someday

I can tell you about it,

after it's all

straightened out.

(RATTLING)

Well, I guess I better

get back up front

and give Bullets a hand.

We're at 14,000.

We can't top this stuff.

Well, we might as well

stop wasting gas.

That monkey's getting sick.

What's he got to be

sick about? He doesn't have

to fly this pressure cooker.

I got it.

While you were out,

Kansas City called.

They report 500 feet

and a mile visibility.

Say, I was just thinking,

let's skip Kansas City

and go on to Tulsa.

Isn't that stretching

our gas a little far?

Well, it's easier

to get in at Tulsa

in this kind of weather.

Oh, and the cops might be

waiting at Kansas City

for Miss Blucher.

Well, how do we know

they want her?

That flatfoot in Chicago

wasrt looking for

any lost Airedale.

That doesn't

prove anything.

Now, go on, get out

your computer, and give me

a figure on that gas.

Kansas City radio,

this is NC551. Over.

Hey, when you go for a dame,

you don't hold back any,

do you, Marv?

MAN ON RADIO.:
Plane calling

Kansas City radio, say again.

Kansas City radio, NC551.

Marv!

(SHUSHING)

Well, we're picking up

a nice load of ice.

I hope she's going

to make Tulsa.

We ought to be

pretty close to Chanute.

Give them a call, will you?

Chanute radio, this is NC551.

Do you read?

MAN ON RADIO.:
NC551,

this is Chanute radio...

(RADIO CRACKLING)

(THUNDER CRASHING)

There goes the antenna.

I should have listened

to my mother.

She wanted me to be a dentist.

You know what I think?

I think we better find

a nice hole and sit down,

while we have enough gas

to sit down with.

Here, take it, will you?

Hold that heading.

I'll tell the passengers.

Give them the

"Routine landing, nothing

to be alarmed about" speech.

No breaks yet.

I got it.

(SCREECHING)

Joe, don't do that. No.

What a way to die.

Strapped in this infernal

machine with gorillas

and dead bodies...

If I'm gonna die,

I'm gonna die sitting

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