Zenobia Page #2

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Why, Mrs. Carter used to pay you

hundreds of dollars a year, didn't she?

- Yes.

- And one day you insulted her.

Told her she wasn't sick

and didn't need a doctor

and you wouldn't

go back to see her again.

Then she broke her neck.

Didn't ya?!?!

- Yes, but...

- It wasn't only Mrs. Carter.

Ya did the same to everyone else in

town that could really afford a doctor.

And now look at it...

we owe money to everyone.

We don't even own this house...The Bank

owns it. And Mrs. Carter owns The Bank.

Why, we haven't even paid

our servants in over a year.

Actually, I'm so ashamed,

I can't hold my head up.

- I'm sorry, Pumpkins, but...

- I know, Doc, but what's the matter?

What's happened? What is it?

That!

Oh, what's that got to do with it?

When I was sitting here

reading it one day, and I

suddenly discovered that

it had a lot of sense to it.

Especially the part where

it says "All men are created equal,"

"and are entitled to life, liberty,

and the pursuit of happiness."

I still don't understand.

Aw, Pumpkins, I wasn't happy feeding pink

pills to Mrs. Carter and her rich friends.

I'd rather do something for somebody that needs

a doctor. Even if they can't pay their bills.

And besides, I can't see where any man,

can make a mistake in living-up to

The Declaration of Independence. Can you?

No.

Doc, I guess you're still my favorite father.

Mizz Mary, Mizz Tibbett wants

you in the kitchen right away!

Run along, Pumpkins, your mother needs you.

- I will if you promise me one thing.

- What?

That you won't read it

again until after the wedding.

That's mighty funny, it was

right here ten years ago.

Things certainly do get

mislaid around this house.

Mother, what ARE you looking for?

You remember that cut glass punchbowl, Mary.

The one that we borrowed from

Mrs. Randolph, that she loaned

to Mrs. Smith, after she

borrowed it back from Mrs. Watson.

- I wonder where it is.

- Why, that's OUR punchbowl.

You loaned it to Mrs. Randolph again.

How times fly!

Zeke, you run down, ask

her to lend it to us,

tell her she can borrow it

right back in the morning.

- Yes 'am.

- And hurry back, ya hear!

- Now, what was I lookin' for?

- Bowl, Mizz Tibbett.

Bowl! Oh...oh, yes, I still think it's

down here somewhere. Look in there, Dehlia.

- ...up there.

- I oughta know what's in my own kitchen!

...a remedy that I've brought

you at the risk of life and limb,

through the teaming jungles of Borneo

and across the burning

Sands of the Sahara.

A remedy...A remedy

that I've...I found...

one millionth of a moment...just

one, be right with you.

Ladies and gentlemen, Professor J. Thorndike

McCrackle famous Eastern Indian nerve tonic,

that will make you as strong as an elephant.

I absolutely refuse to sell

one bottle of this remedy,

until I offer you first

a little entertainment.

by that Queen of the Private Herd,

that Sacred Elephant,

ZENOBIA!

Whatsa matter, Babe? Whatsa matter?

Are you sick? Are you sick?

Honk!

Can't you tell me? Aw!

Something's gotta be done! Here! Here!

Here ya are, honey! Here, take this!

C'mon! Take this! C'mon!

Take this, this'll do ya good.

C'mon, drink it right down, Zenobia.

Thatagirl! Are you in pain, huh?

She's never acted like this before. Is...is...is

there a doctor in this town...a good doctor?

Dr. Tibbett, he's a good doctor.

Well, you go get him right quick and I'll

give you a bottle of my tonic for nothing?

- Ya'Sir

- Hurry now!

Dr. Tibbett! Dr. Tibbett!

- Whatsa matter, Zeke?

- She's sick, she's dyin'.

- Who's dyin'? Where?

- Over to the Carnival.

- Come quick! She's a-dyin' fast!

- Well, I better go and help her!

Henry, you can't leave now!

Oh! Mrs. Carter'll be here any minute.

But, Bessie, it's my duty if someone's ill.

Oh, she ain't ill, she's sick.

Goodbye, Dear.

C'mon, Zeke.

- Hurry back, Darling.

- Oh, it won't take me long.

Well, to work, to work,

to work, to work, to work.

- Professor!

- Yes! Yes!

Professor, this is Dr. Tibbett.

- Oh, Doctor, thank goodness you're here.

- Now, what seems to be the matter with her?

Why, I don't know. It's never happened

before in all these years we've been together.

Ah, how old is your wife?

- It's not my wife.

- I beg your pardon, then.

How old is the patient?

Oh...I..I..I'd would say...I'd say

about a hundred and four years.

Hum, unusual. Is she an active person?

How much does she weigh?

Well, I haven't weighed her lately but I'd judge

about six thousand one hundred seventy-two pounds.

Do YOU feel all right?

Why certainly I fell all right!

It isn't me, it's Zenobia.

- Where is she?

- She's in here! C'mon! Hurry up!

Six thousand pounds...

There she is.

Look here, I'm not an elephant doctor.

Oh, well, then, in that case,

I don't think I trust you with Zenobia.

- There's nothing too good for her.

- My dear man, I didn't ask to get that.

Dr. Tibbett, please do something, she's sick.

- Yeah.

- Well, as long as I'm here.

- I'll see what I can do for her.

- Well, that's..that's fine.

It's all right, Baby, this is

the doctor...he'll fix you up.

- Say, "Ah".

- Ah.

- Not you.

- Oh.

Excuse me.

I should've brought the

thermometer from the back porch.

Yeah, she quite a large girl.

Take it easy, Babe, take it easy!

Let see.

- She hasn't got a temperature?

- No.

Oh, thank goodness. Take it easy now.

Down, down, down, don't upset yourself.

What do you hear, Doctor?

WHAT DO YOU HEAR!?!

A salute of 21 guns somewhere!

- Oh, for goodness' sake, what'll we do.

- Well, we must keep her good and warm.

- I wonder how I'll do that.

- Well, That's YOUR problem.

- Oh, yeah. Well...well, say, Doctor...

- Hmm.

- Now, how much do I owe you for this?

- Eh, forget it.

Well, well, thanks. Say, you

know what I'll do for you?

I'll tell everybody in this town what a

fine elephant doctor you turned out to be.

- Thank you.

- It's all right.

Oh, no, no, no, no!

We must keep the elephant OUR little secret.

Understand?

- Good day, then.

- Good day.

Oh, Mary, have you seen your father?

Why mother, you sent Zero for him.

Did I? Well, let's find Zero then

we'll know where your father is.

..............seen him...........

.................hard to see.....

Oh, Zero, this is so upsettin'.

Mrs. Carter'll be arrivin' any minute.

Now, Mother, he'll be here.

He said he would. It'll be all right.

Just so long as he doesn't blurt-out everything

in front of Mrs. Carter, you know how he is.

- Miss Mary.

- Yes, Dehlia.

Oh, maybe we shouldn't have

invited your father tonight.

Here they are! Now...now,

don't...don't be excited!

Everybody be calm! I...I...I'll

answer the door myself.

- Stay right here.

- Yes, Ma'am.

Virginia, my smellin' salts.

- You should answer the door, Zero.

- Yes, Ma'am.

Not...not 'til I say I'm ready.

- Mary! Ready?

- Yes 'am.

- Not yet!

- ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

- I think I'll...

- Oh, Mother, please wait a minute.

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