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Mr. Trent's office.

No, I'm sorry, Mr. Trent

can't speak to you.

No, no, still no word.

'Mr. Trent's office.

No, she hasn't been found.'

'Hello? Sorry, I can't

disturb him now.'

'No. No, she hasn't been found.'

'No, Josephine Evans

is still missing.'

(Adam Trent)

'Yes, Mr. Hackle. No, Mr. Hackle.'

I know, Mr. Hackle.

I know she didn't show up.

Yeah, I know you

had to refund the money.

It hurts me 10%

as much as it hurts you.

I'm sorry. Goodbye, Mr. Hackle.

Pittsburgh, too?

- Yes.

- No.

Josephine Evans failed to

appear for lecture. Stop.

Had to refund $4200. Stop.

- Lawyers let her--

- Stop.

- Buffalo, Cleveland and now--

- Pittsburgh.

She can't do this.

Where is she?

Who does she think she is?

I'll sue her. I'll--

Josephine Evans

is on the phone.

Tell them I'm sick.

Tell them I'm dead.

- I'll attach her royalties--

- But it's Josephine Evans.

I don't care who it is.

J-Josephine.

Jo, Jo, honey, where are you?

What do you mean it's a secret?

But you're lecturing

in Detroit tonight.

Oh, I'll kill her.

She can't do this.

Jo..

Jo, honey. Jo, pet.

Darling Jo, remember me?

This is Adam. Adam Trent.

You're faithful old

affectionate agent.

Oh, you just saw a bluebird.

Look, I'll get one

stuffed for you.

Just get on that train.

I know it's autumn.

What about it?

Every year about this time

you get autumn.

Oh, Josephine, you're crazy.

You can't cancel the rest

of your tour. It's impossible.

Jo ,honey. Jo, darling.

Well, what about the children?

You have a duty to them,

haven't you?

Yes, I know.

Oh, I know they can

take care of themselves.

Look Josephine, you've got..

Jo, Jo? Josephine!

Jo.

Oh, Josephine.

Now, what's this

about a bluebird?

- She saw one.

- Where?

She cancelled

the whole tour?

Why?

There's only one thing to do.

Get her kids to help you.

You think so?

Let's face it.

She doesn't run her life.

Neither do you.

The kids are bossing the family.

- She adores them.

- Yeah, the kids.

They're pretty fond of her, too.

I'll go and see them right away.

I've already sent for them.

They should be here by now.

[door opens]

Susan, Jeff.

- What's all this about mother?

- Honey, she's disappeared.

- What?

- Furthermore, she's gone crazy.

Well, stop jibbering.

Give us the facts.

She didn't show up

in the last three towns

she was supposed to lecture in.

Buffalo, Cleveland, Pittsburgh.

They had to refund

$4200 in Pittsburgh.

And then, she phoned me.

She told me she was in a

hideaway on the shore

of a dreamy little lake.

And she'd just seen the last

bluebird of the season

and was writing

a poem about it.

Mother said she was

writing a poem?

Also, she said

she'd made a discovery.

She discovered that autumn

was a shy, lovely thing

so she wants to

cancel the tour.

Now. Just when she

has a best seller.

Well, don't get sore, Adam.

I'm not, it's not the principle

of the thing. It's the money.

She probably couldn't

face another night

in some depressing

hotel room.

Gentlemen, to me

it sounds like love.

- Don't say that.

- Don't be silly, Sue.

Bluebird, plus autumn,

plus poem by mother. Love.

What do you think

we ought to do?

Where was her last lecture?

A little college town.

Digby, Pennsylvania.

- You ever been there?

- Don't get insulting.

- Never mind, we'll find it.

- You bet we will.

We shouldn't have

let her go without us.

Atta boy, tell her

how broken up I am.

Say, I can't see a great talent

buried in obscure hemlock.

Why do you think we're going?

Never mind.

We'll bring her back alive.

[pleasant orchestra music]

Thank you.

Oh, uh..

Say, is, uh, is Miss Josephine

Evans still here?

She's in 211.

Is she alone?

I mean, for the moment.

Yes, the professor's just left.

A professor?

What's our attitude?

Tolerant. Tolerant, but firm.

[whistles]

My darlings.

- Hi, mom.

- Hi, mom.

Oh, bless you.

Well, how, uh--

It's your past

catching up with you.

But what are you doing here?

- You may well ask.

- I do well ask.

Well, Adam was getting frantic--

- People were asking questions.

- So, we tracked you down.

I'm sorry, kids,

but I was writing.

I didn't leave this morning

because I was writing you a big

letter explaining everything.

It would have to be gigantic.

As it is, I'll have to

confess face to face.

Um, you'd better, uh, sit down

because it's a long story.

Brazen, isn't she?

What is this?

Darling, don't you think

we know the whole story?

Since you postponed

the train--

Right up till when

your professor left

without finishing his milk.

[Jo chuckling]

Can't I have any

secrets from you brats?

And you don't object?

- Don't be silly, mother.

- Oh, but this is wonderful.

I was expecting stern

disapproval and instead

I get congratulations.

Well, we didn't exactly

congratulate you.

Come on, we've gotta

get you packed.

There's a train for

New York in an hour.

Oh, wait a minute.

Michael went to the college.

- It opens tomorrow.

- Forget Michael.

- That's no way to talk.

- So you've been in love.

If you hurry,

we can still catch the train.

You can see him for a while

on his next summer vacation.

Sure, maybe even Thanksgiving.

What would you think if I

told you I want to marry him?

- A professor of--

- Of chemistry.

Of chemistry.

Some fellow who's clothes

smell of rotten eggs.

You'd never get

our permission.

Look, kids, for the past ten

days, I have been living

with Michael as a

respectable married woman.

- You didn't.

- I did.

- 'No.'

- Yes.

Mother, you ought to be

ashamed of yourself.

I think it's rather nice.

Nice and scholarly.

You kids should try again

at getting a formal education.

Ah, they'd throw us out.

They always do.

I don't like it.

Too many bright young faces.

You promised you'd be

open minded.

- We are.

- Ah, say bud--

- What are you doing?

- I'm being open minded.

Say, I'm new here.

Ah, would you advise my taking

Professor Kingsley's course?

Brother, you are new.

[all laughing]

Well, maybe he appeals

to the more intellectual type.

Alright, we'll try this one.

Ah, pardon me,

but would you recommend

Professor Kingsley's course?

- I certainly would.

- You see?

He's the most

scholarly man on the campus.

In his class, nothing but

good stimulating work.

- Thank you.

- Yes, we see.

Bye-bye.

We'll give this Michael

one more chance.

Ah, excuse me, do you know

Professor Kingsley?

Oh, Gas-house Mike?

- Gas-house?

- Yes, you know, the chem lab.

He's a drip from way back.

Makes it nice. You'll be known

as Mrs. Gas-house Mike.

[both whistling]

It's amusing.

What is it?

It's your new home.

[whistles]

(Susan) 'This looks like the set

from that play of Freddie's.'

The one about the two old ladies

that murdered their boarders.

They hid the bodies under here.

I can fix it up.

Chintz and things.

Oh, mom, you're not really gonna

give up the nicest apartment

in New York for this.

You just don't belong here.

Now, listen kids.

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