Zenobia

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Jack, it's beautiful.

There's just one thing, Young Lady...

What's that?

I don't believe in long engagements.

Neither do I.

Now, I may be wrong, but I never did believe

in long engagements, and I always will.

- Oh, Mother. Mother.

- Darling.

- Isn't it wonderful?

- Oh, isn't it lovely?

It looks just like the one your

father ALMOST gave me.

I beg your pardon Mrs. Tibbett, but don't you

think I better speak to your husband about this?

Why, yes, Jeffrey, I think that

would be a good idea.

Zero! Zero!

Ma'am, Mizz Tibbett?

Zero, come here!

Yes, 'am. This knife keeps slippin' and fallin'...

Zero, run down to the village and tell

Dr. Tibbett to come home right away.

- Yes, 'am.

- Wait a minute.

Tell him Mrs. Carter's comin' to dinner.

- You will invite your mother, won't you?

- Yes, of course.

Wait a minute!

Now, let me see. What was the other

thing I wanted to tell you to tell him?

Uh...I don't know. Ma'am...there...Mizz Tibbett...

About the engagement.

Oh, yes, of course. Tell him Mr. Jeffrey wants

to ask his permission to marry Miss Mary.

You got that all straight?

Yes, 'am, but...not exactly...

Well, that's just fine, now run along.

Yes, 'am

And please hurry, because

I've got a million things to do.

Well, to work, to work, to work, to work.

Don't folks know you can get places,

most places without so much hurryin'?

Get outta my way, Boy, don't

you see I'm on business.

It's a boy.

And you just take it easy and relax, Mr. Dover,

and in a few days you'll be yourself again.

A boy, Doctor. I still can't believe it.

- Well, if at first you...

- Oh, by the way, Doctor, ah...

About your bill...

- I'll pay it at just as soon as...

- Never mind, Mr. Dover.

This one's on me.

- Well, good day.

- Good day.

- Dr. Tibbett, Sir.

- Whatsa matter, Zero?

Mizz Tibbett's saying...house...

it's powerful important.

- Get in the buggy.

- Yes, Sir.

- I got done following Mizz Tibbett... ... ...

- What was wrong?

It was somethin' 'bout... ... ... ...

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- What happened to your arm?

- Trying...knife...

Well, is there somebody sick?

No...uh...never said medicine...

Well, was there a fire?

- No, Sir, there's no firemens there...

- Can you think of what's wrong?

Yes, Sir, I KNOW what's wrong, but...

I just can't remember, Doctor.

And I remember so much...

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Well, never mind, we're home now

and I can find out for myself.

Yes, Sir.

Bessie! Oh, Bessie!

Bessie, are you all right?

Fine, thank you, Henry! How are you?

But, what about Mary, is she all right?

Why, she's just fine, Henry.

- But, Bessie!

- Yes, Dear?

Zero told me...

Mary, how does the upstairs look?

It's all finished, Mother. Just sit

down and stop worrying, Dear.

- Oh, Dad, isn't it all exciting?

- Isn't WHAT exciting?

Where do these flowers go, Mary?

Right in that vase, Mother,

that's where I just put them.

Oh, well, you know how to do it, then.

Mary, what's all this excitement about?

Zero, where's that silver polish?

Polish is uh...

- Mary, wait a minute...

- Dehlia! Dehlia!

- Yes, 'am?

- Where's the silver polish?

Never mind, I've got it.

Oh, Daddy, I'm so happy. Aren't you?

Dehlia! Come out of that oven and

tell me what's going on in this house!

I'z sorry, Dr. Tibbett, I got so much work

to do, and Mizz Tibbett told me directly

that I wasn't to talk to

nobody, not even to myself.

But what I'm trying to find out is...

Zeke, don't let me catch you

messin' with this here pie, ya hear me?

Dehlia, what I want to know is...

I'z sorry, Doctor, but Mizz

Tibbett done give me strict orders.

Can't find out anything around here.

Nobody wants to tell you what's going on.

Ain't nothin' much going

on here, exceptin' a weddin'.

- Wedding?

- Yes, Sir.

- Who's gettin' married?

- Miss Mary.

- My daughter?

- Yes, Sir!

Oh, Mary! Oh, Mary! Mary! Mary!

Oh, Mary, I want to talk to you.

I beg your pardon, Dr. Tibbett,

there's something I wanted to ask you.

- Can't stop now, Jeff!

- But Doctor, I...

I'm sorry, Jeff, not right now,

I...I...this is very important.

But this is pretty important, too, Sir.

Ah, you'll have to see me later,

Jeff, I want to talk to Mary.

But that's just it, I want to marry 'er.

That's fine, Son.

What?

- YOU wanna marry her?

- Yes, Sir!

If it's all right with you, Sir.

Why, sure. Sure, it's all right with me.

If it's all right with you...Pumpkin.

It's all right with me...Doc.

Bessie!

Now, Henry!

Don't stand there and shout at me!

I'm busy! I haven't time!

But...but, they're

going to get married!

Of course they are, that's

what I've been telln' you.

But...but, Bessie, this is the

finest piece of news I've ever heard.

It's wonderful! And we'll drink

a toast to it right now!

Ah...Bessie, where is that

bottle of real old sherry?

Oh, I threw that OLD sherry

away. I have some nice NEW

sherry. I'll show you right

where it is in the kitchen.

Unless I put it somewhere else.

Oh, Mary, put these flowers in water.

We want everything to look just

right before Mrs. Carter gets here.

Sherry...kitchen.

- Jeff,

- Huh?

Did ya tell her yet?

Mother? I haven't had a chance yet, Honey.

- I figured I'd tell her tonight.

- Well, I'm kinda worried.

You see, you're folks have

always been so important.

And your grandfather and father

both being governors.

And a town named after

your family, and all that.

How's your mother gonna

feel about my family?

I know what you mean, Honey.

But Mom's really not so bad.

She's got a lot of social ideas,

with family stuff, and all that.

She gonna be all right!

I'm the happiest father in

the State of Mississippi.

So 'm I.

- Doctor, ... ... ... ...

- Never mind, ZERO!

... ... I hope I don't forget again.

Jeff, I was just thinking,

how'di't be we don't say

anything to mother tonight

about us getting married.

Why not? I'm sure

she'd be interested, too.

Well, you see, Mother, Mrs. Carter's

always had an idea of Jeff marrying...

well...someone...sort of "social".

Not just some little

ol' country doctor's family.

Well, it isn't as bad as that! I...

Isn't it? So, I thought if we

broke it to her kinda easy....

You know, like Doc does, give it

to her in small doses.

Well, that's a good idea, Jeff!

Back to work, to work, to work, to work.

Well, I guess I'd better

be gettin' along, too.

I'll see ya to the door, Jeff.

Good day, Sir.

Good day.

Now, you're not going to

worry about tonight, Darling,

because everything is gonna

work out just fine, ya hear?

- I hope so, really.

- I know.

Doc, I'm sorry I hurt your feelings.

I didn't mean what I said about

your being a country doctor.

Well, what did ya mean?

Well, I know you're the finest doctor

this town has ever had.

And you used to be successful.

You took care of all the best families.

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