You Gotta Stay Happy Page #8

about a thing like that?

If you have to make up

your mind,

you got the wrong man.

GEORGIA:

I knew Milty was for me

from the very beginning.

From the first time

you saw him?

Well, the first time

I kissed him.

I don't see how you can tell

from a thing like that.

I've kissed a man or two,

but I never got any message.

Oh, you will,

when you kiss the right one.

Is that so?

Excuse me.

Would you care to dance?

Well, I've got to go down

and check over the airplane.

I'll go with you.

I might be able to

help you or something.

Okay. Fine.

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

Well, everything seems

to be all right.

We were pretty lucky.

It was more than luck, Marv.

You're a wonderful pilot.

Well, in this case

it was mostly luck.

Airplanes take a lot of care,

don't they?

You've got to take good care

of your airplane,

or some other guy'll

be taking good care

of your widow.

But you wouldn't have

a widow for a guy

to take care of, would you?

No, no, it's just a saying

we had in the Air Force.

What'd you fly, bombers?

No, I flew this.

Over the Hump,

India to China.

I don't know.

I sort of got fond

of the old girl.

So, when the war was over,

I bought her.

Well, I didn't know

you were sentimental, Marv.

I guess I'm as sentimental

as the next guy.

Only about airplanes?

Well, I know more about

airplanes than anything else.

How to handle them.

What to expect of them.

And you don't

know how to...

Oh, Marv.

Oh, Marv.

Marv, you're it.

Oh, yes.

Oh, I've wanted to do this

ever since I saw you leave

the airplane in Chicago

with those silly shoes on.

You have?

How wonderful.

Oh, but I've ruined your

beautiful schedule that went

all the way up to 1954.

You sure have.

I love it.

Well, it sort of

complicates things

for me, too.

Yeah, it sort of does,

doesn't it?

Do you want to

tell me about it?

Not tonight, Marv.

Oh, please, not tonight.

CASLON:
Mr. Payne.

Mr. Payne. Mr. Payne,

I've got to talk to you

right away.

What do you mean?

What I have to say

is extremely urgent.

You'll excuse us,

won't you, miss?

It's very important.

Just a second.

Look, Dottie...

Well, I ought to be

getting back, anyway.

I know, but, well,

what about the complications?

Mr. Payne, please...

Just hold on.

Just hold on a minute.

Well, there's really

no use talking

about something

that I'm not ready

to talk about yet,

until I know it's ready

to be talked about.

I'll see you

in the morning.

Good night, Marv.

Good night.

Mr. Payne, I'm not

going to continue

this trip. I can't.

I know it's been

pretty rough.

I've been contemptible,

I've been rotten.

I've been a despicable cad.

All right, now,

what's your trouble,

Mr. Caslon?

I've always been weak

and selfish. My whole life

has been like that.

I see that now.

Well, what's this

all about, anyway?

Well, come with me, Mr. Payne,

and I'll try to tell you.

I was contemptible.

I was rotten.

I was assistant cashier

of the Eternal Fountain

Pen company.

Well, is that bad?

But tonight when I held

that baby in my arms,

I came to my senses.

It made me think

of my own family,

my good wife, Harriet.

We've been married

for 25 years, Mr. Payne,

but I forgot all that,

my duty, my reputation...

Now, wait a minute,

wait a minute.

Now, just a minute.

Would you mind telling me

where we're going?

Behind that door is $50,000

of the company's money.

I'm a thief, Mr. Payne.

A thief and an embezzler.

My name isn't Caslon,

it's Chalmers.

You must be the one the police

were looking for in Chicago.

I'm a contemptible...

A contemptible, rotten guy.

Yeah, but they were

looking for two people,

a man and a woman.

Well, I was running away

with Mae, my secretary.

She's on her way to meet me

by another route.

She doesn't happen to be

a blonde, does she?

She is. Mae's the sort

of girl it's easy

to get involved with,

and well,

I got involved with her,

but I know better now.

Tonight,

when I held that baby...

Yes, yes, I know.

I'm going into Tulsa with

Racknell in the morning

and get the first plane

for the east.

Well, I'm glad you're

gonna do that, Mr. Caslon.

I mean, Chalmers.

Yeah, that's the right thing

for you to do.

Now, if you'll excuse me...

I want to stay

and guard that money.

You're money's safe.

The airplane's locked.

Would you mind if I stay

and keep an eye on it?

You can stay there

all night if you want.

Hello, operator?

I want to put in a call

to New York City.

The Hampshire House hotel.

I want to speak

to the night manager,

Mr. Dick Hebert.

That's right.

That does it.

Pretty soon Payne Air

will be on the march again.

Yeah, I'm in no

particular hurry to get

where we're marching.

Hey, you're not staying

very happy this morning,

Prexy.

Oh, sure I am. Sure.

Every time I think

of that ice melting

around the fish,

and the monkey

missing his show,

and the late Mr. Selby

being late for his funeral,

I feel like laughing

my head off.

But I don't do it

because I'm afraid people

wouldn't understand.

It's not like you to worry

about a little thing

like bankruptcy.

It's something else,

isn't it, Marv?

Where's that wind

you promised me?

Funny about that.

It should have been here

by this time.

What about the Indians

and their tractor?

They should have been here

by this time, too.

By the way,

before I forget it,

here's the change

from that gasoline money.

No, you keep it.

We owe you that and much more

for all you've done for us.

Oh, I don't want to be

paid for helping people

who are in trouble.

It was a pleasure.

Okay. Thanks very much.

(CHEERING EXCITEDLY)

(CHILDREN CLAMORING)

Hey! Get away from there.

(WHISTLES)

How's your back, Jud?

Oh, it kept me

awake all night.

This damp weather gets me

right here like a knife.

Good morning.

I wanted to get out here

earlier but I just woke up.

I haven't slept

so well in years.

I guess the air cargo

business agrees with me.

That's good.

Hi.

When is he gonna

smoke a cigar?

You promised us.

In a little while.

Hello, Joe.

What's wrong, Marv?

What makes you think

anything's wrong,

Miss Blucher?

There is something wrong,

isn't there?

Well, now, maybe if you

concentrate real hard,

you'll be able to

figure it out for yourself.

(JUD LAUGHING)

RACKNELL:
You don't say.

JUD:
Seems this fellow

was telephoning New York.

Speaking to a friend of his

in some hotel.

He wanted to get

the name of the gal

who was staying in the room

next to his the other night.

Only she didn't stay

in her room, she spent

the night in his room.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Seems her brand new husband

was in her room,

and she was running away

from him.

Turns out this gal's

supposed to be

the world's richest orphan.

Worth about $80 million,

name of Dillwood.

Oh, she's been mixed up

with a dozen different men.

Sure got an earful,

didn't you?

I sure did.

You know,

this here telephone's

better than a radio...

I was going to tell you

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