Thanks for the Memory (1938)

[bunniefuu]

Pretty good for a guy

with a marcel on his nose.

I love you, dear,

marcel and all.

Yeah, and I love you, honey.

Even at the risk

of cutting my own throat.

Darling, do you realize we've

been married three months today?

Yeah. Who says

marriages don't last?

Ouch!

There it is.

I got it.

Why don't you

use a new blade?

No, sir, I'm stubborn. This blade

was good enough for my father,

and it's good enough

for me.

Oh. Come to think of it, I

had a new blade here yesterday.

Well, if it's gone, I'll

bet Skinny Kincaid took it.

Yeah? Well, what would Skinny

Kincaid be doing with my blade?

He shaved here yesterday.

Oh, he shaved here yesterday? Mmm-hmm.

Ha! Good old Skinny.

I bet he was pie-eyed.

Isn't he always?

Still, I don't think Skinny

would walk off with my blade.

Oh, of course not.

Skinny drinks our liquor,

sponges our food,

walks off with our

cigarettes and matches,

but I'm sure he

wouldn't stoop to blades.

Was he alone?

No. He was with

an appraiser.

An appraiser?


Uh-huh.

What would he want with

an appraiser up here?

He was trying to borrow

some money on our furniture.

Oh. Crazy guy.

Pretty soon he'll be squawking

because my suits don't fit him.

You know, Anne,

between you and me, that mob is


getting slightly on my nerves.

They're here day and night enjoying

the good old Merrick hospitality.

Why, there are so many of them

practically living here with us now,

it looks like

a federal housing project.

Is that the phone?

Sounds like it. Hurry


up, will you, darling?

First thing you know some of

our pals will be drifting in,

and then we'll

never get away.

Yeah.

Wish I had the hat-checking

concession in this place.

Hello?

No, I'm sorry to say I don't.

No, not tonight.


We're going out.

Who was that?

Bert Monroe.

Bert Monroe?

Who's he?

Don't ask me.

How on earth do we happen

to know so many funny people?

Now don't


lay it on me.

They wouldn't come here the way they

do if you weren't so blamed charming.

Ah...

Let me answer

this one.

Thanks, dear.

Hello?

No. Mr. Merrick,


he not home now.

No. Mr. Merrick,

he out dancing.

Yeah. He do flat foot

floo jeep on the floor floor.

No. No. Flat foot floo

jeep on the floor floor.

Oh, no.

Could not do that.

No. No.

Not with the floor floor.

Yeah. You go, too.

Yeah. Yeah...

Just another jitterbug

looking for a home.

Gee. You look pretty.

Do I, Steve?

Listen, Anne, when I

think of any other woman...

What I mean to say

is I don't.

Ninety days married and

still dealing out romance.

Nine... Ninety days? Gee.

It seems longer than that.

Oh, it does?

Sure. You know, when

you're happy and contented,

why, you just forget

all about time.

Say, I'm so contented now, if I was

a cow all I'd give would be cream.

Oh, now, who's that?

Let him knock again.

The landlord.

Let's surprise him

and open the door.

The only thing he'll get

here today is practice.

Oh, how do you do,

Mr. Flanahan?

How do you do,

Mr. and Mrs. Merrick?

My! What a small world.

Imagine meeting you at our door.

Well, folks, I was just

passing and I said to myself,

"Well, why not drop in

and see the Merricks?"

Well, we're glad

you did, Mr. Flanahan.

It saves us going out.

Yes. It saves us

going out.

You know, I'll bet you

came up about the rent.

Yes, sir. If at first

you don't succeed,

try, try again.

Won't you come in,

Mr. Flanahan?

Yes, do come in.

We'll talk about it.

Wait a minute. I don't wanna

hear any more fairytales.

I saw Snow White

and I'm very happy.

I'd like to have

my money.

Oh, yeah. Well, that's what we wanna

talk to you about, Mr. Flanahan,

about the money.

You see, there was a little

trouble about my last check clearing

and we'd like to have you play ball

with us for a couple of more days.

Listen. I've been playing

ball with you so long

I got a charley horse

in my right arm.

Oh, I know. But after all, money

isn't everything, Mr. Flanahan.

You know, that's what I like about you.

You're so darn nice

about everything.

You know, truthfully, you

ought to relax a little more.

Take things easy.

You know the old saying, "All work

and no Jack makes hay while..."

Or it's,

"All hay and no Jack..."

What is that thing, Anne?

I've got it. "All work and no

play keeps the doctor away."

That's it!

That's it!

He thought I was...

Oh, the door. Yeah.

I'll get the door.

Package for Mr. Merrick.

Oh, thanks.

Uh, pair of shoes I bought.

Hey, wait a minute.

That's collect.

Well, you don't have to

get nasty about it.

$5.35.

$5.35.

There ought to be a home

for boys like you.

Uh, $5.35, honey.

Hey, I want my money.

Are you any

relation to him?

$5.35.

Have you change

for a $20, Mr. Flanahan?

Any way at all will do.

We'll just break...

Well, that $10 will be fine.

That's charming. Thank you.

Here's $10, son.

Yes, sir. Here's your change.

And here's a dollar for you.

Oh, thank you.

What's money?

Just add that onto the rent, Mr. Flanahan.

Now, where were we?

It was,

"All work and no Jack..."

Say, I gave you $10.

Oh, I know you did.

And I'll fix that for you.

You just lend me your pen and

I'll make it out for you right now.

Now, how do you spell

your name, Mr. Flanahan?

Flanahan.

F-L-A-N-A-H-A-N.

Oh, just plain like that, eh? I'd say...

That's F-L-A-N-A-H-A-N.

Now, that's $40 for the rent and

$10. That's $50. Is that right?

That's right.

$50. Yes. I see.

"I owe you $50."

You know,

I could give you a check,

but you couldn't put it

through for a couple of years,

so this is probably

much better.

Here you are, Mr. Flanahan.

This just proves that one

should never worry about a thing.

Everything comes out

all right in the end.

Wait a minute.

I got enough of these

things to start a fire.

Yeah. Why didn't you

think of that last winter

when we didn't have

enough heat in this place?

Goodbye, Mr. Flanahan.

Happy times.

You know, that Flanahan

is sure a nice guy.

Say, and a nice pen. I ought

to get at least a dollar on it.

Hurry up, darling, will you? We'll be late.

Don't you think it's about time

you tell me where we're dining?

Can't I surprise you

once in a while?

Honey, there isn't a day that

passes that you don't surprise me.

Now, come clean.

Well, you've heard me

speak of Gil Morrell.

Gil Morrell?

Oh, isn't he the guy

that used to go for you?

What do you mean,

"used to"?

Oh, go on.

Well, I ran into him

last week.

Oh, I suppose he just

happened to be passing.

Hold this

for me, darling.

Yeah.

Uh, what about

this Gil Morrell?

I told him

about your novel.

Well, you had your nerve.

More than that. I gave it to him to read.

Well, I've only

finished 10 chapters.

So he said, "Bring the poor sap

to dinner and we'll talk about it."

Well, aren't

you pleased?

Pleased?

I'm tickled pink.

Oh, Steve. Won't it be

wonderful to be rich?

Yeah. Then we can walk by

the finance company again

without trying

to look nonchalant.

And you can give up your pint-sized

job and we'll move out of this place.

Why, Anne, what's the matter

with it? I like it here.

Oh, so do I, but...

Oh, let me handle it. I'm a

wizard at this stuff. I'll take...

I handle these...

I'm a wiz at...

I can...

Do you get an oil can

with these things?

There it is.

Now I wonder who that is.

I don't know. But whoever it is, we're out.

I'll say.

Hello. Mr. Merrick,

he not...

What?

Mr. and Mrs. Flint

are on their way up.

I told them you wasn't in, but they

don't seem to have no confidence in me.

Oh...

Thanks.

Anne. Oh, Anne.

Who was it?

The Flints.

And they're coming up.

They may be coming up

but they'll never come in.

Now, get your coat

and follow me.

You know, the last time they

dropped in for a c*ck,

they stayed to breakfast.

Hurry up, Steve.

There they are.

They can ring

till the cows come home.

We're going down

the fire escape.

Fire escape. Let's go. Lights.

Oh, the lights.

Well, happy landing.

Be careful.

Nice knowing you.

Catch it, darling.

I got it.

All right.

Okay.

You all right?

Hey! Taxi!

Where to, buddy?

34, Washington Square.

Why, that's only a few blocks

from here. Why don't you walk it?

Fallen arches.

You don't mind, do you?

No. But I hate to see

any guy throw money away.

Even if he's got it.

That's the trouble

of the whole world today.

Too few people have

any economic balance.

Would you like to

mind your own business?

I wasn't talking to you,

buddy. I was thinking out loud.

We'll travel

for a year, huh?

London, Paris.

The Riviera.

Monte Carlo.

Monte...

We'll take

a little house there.

I'll settle down

to another novel.

I'll raise a family.

Well, you can't raise

much of a family in a year.

You can start one,

can't you?

Are you working

on a novel?

You heard me.

I just finished one.

You don't tell me!

Who's gonna publish it?

Well, International

wants it,

but I don't think they're the

right people to handle it. I'm...

Get out of the way,

you lug.

I'm considering giving it

to Consolidated.

Here we are.

Well, goodbye,

my literary friend.

The next time we meet, I hope

we'll both be famous novelists.

And if you want me to put a good

word in for you at Consolidated,

just let me know.

Oh, thanks. I'll need you. Yes.

Look at those books.

Funny he hasn't said

anything about mine.

I don't see anything funny about it, dear.

A man doesn't ask people to dinner

and then talk nothing but shop.

As soon as he gets through telephoning

I wish you'd introduce

the subject.

I will.

I'm so sorry.

Shall we go out

and have our coffee?

Oh, fine.

I'd love to.

By the way, I don't

think I congratulated you.

Oh, you mean my novel?

No, I mean your wife.

A lot of fellows can write, but

few men can get a girl like Anne.

I ought to know.

She almost married me.

Yeah, I know. Anne and I have

laughed about that lots of times.

Gil, it's charming.

You like it?

It's not a bit

like New York.

That's why I took it.

I can sit out here and

imagine I'm in the country.

Saves me

having to commute.

Sit down.

Thank you.

Steve...

Well, Gil,

what do you think?

I think it shows

unusual promise.

I was sure

you'd like it.

The characters are

alive and fresh.

Dialog fairly crackles.

However... Will you have a cigarette, Anne?

Oh, thank you.

Steve.

Thanks.

You were saying?

Oh, yes. Some of the

chapters are grand. But...

Out with it, old man,

I can take it.

Well, after all, I've

only seen 10 chapters.

I have a feeling, Steve, that

you haven't thought it out.

A novel isn't just a loose collection

of chapters, no matter how good they are.

It should be as carefully

planned as a house.

A house that's gonna be occupied

by a lot of interesting people.

Well, I see

what you mean, Gil,

but can you put your finger

on just what's wrong with it?

Yes.

Your story shows great promise

up to chapter nine. Then it sinks.

It what?

It sinks.

Oh! You had me a little

nervous there for a minute.

When I read a book, I want to know first

of all what the author's purpose is.

Well, I hate

novels with a purpose.

I almost agree

with you.

Still, if an author hasn't something

to say, why bother to write?

Gil's right, Steve.

How do you work, Steve?

I have a feeling that you

wrote most of those chapters

while running

for the subway.

Well, I write nights

and Sundays. That is...

Lots of friends,

I suppose.

Oh, the line

forms on the left.

I've always tried to

sell my authors the idea

that writing isn't only

an art, it's a business.

What's your job like?

It's just a job.

Why don't you give it up? Give it up?

If I had your talent, I'd get somebody

to stake me, anybody, and go to it.

Anyhow, I think we better be going, Anne.

What, so soon?

Well, it's after 11:00.

Well, if it's

that late, we must.

I'm afraid I made myself

an awful nuisance.

Oh, no,

you've been swell.

Well, let me know

how it goes.

I'll be very much

interested.

Thanks, Gil,

for a beautiful evening.

Good night.

Thanks for everything.

Thank you.

Will you

get me a taxi?

Steve, we're not

going to ride home.

We're not going home.

We're going for a spin.

Uh, do you

write novels?

Not me.

I work for a living.

Drive us through the park.

Steve, you're not

discouraged, are you?

What about? He said I

could write, didn't he?

All on earth you need

is an opportunity.

And I'm gonna

make it, see.

From now on no more parties, no more

people dropping in for c*ck.

As soon as we stop serving gin we

won't have a friend in the world.

I'm gonna shut myself up in a shell

and think novel, eat

novel, and drink novel.

Oh, Steve,

you're wonderful.

Simply wonderful.

I know it.

Is this the place?

I think so.

Say, who do you think you are, Paul Revere?

Sure. The Redcoats are coming.

The Redcoats are coming.

Shut up, you darn fool.

Do you wanna get us pinched?

Biney, I haven't enough

money to bail us out.

Don't worry.

Whatever it is, I don't think we want any.

Uh, Mr. Merrick's

apartment, please.

You can't go up.

Why not?

'Cause he ain't at home.

And this time he really ain't.

Say, now don't be absurd. He just

telephoned me from the sick bed.

I'm Dr. Axoplanard.

Dr, Axo...

Oh.

Well, what about

the young lady here?

My nurse.

Well, right this way.

Thank you.

Say, I remember you now.

Last time you got me up in the middle of

the night, you told me you was a lawyer.

Oh, I gave up the law.

There's no future in it.

That's what I

told my brother.

But they still

got him locked up.

Oh, here's a pass to one of

my theaters. Made out for two.

You can take

your sweetheart.

Oh, but I got a wife.

She don't need to know.

You don't know my wife.

You know, you've got your nerve

breaking into a strange apartment.

What do you

mean strange?

I'll bet anything you don't

even know these people.

I'll bet anything I know

where they keep their gin.

Well, I've got to

write my review.

There's a typewriter.

Help yourself.

Can I use the telephone?

Help yourself.

The place is yours.

Thanks.

No answer, darn it.

Say. I don't like

to use this machine

with somebody else's

work in it.

Take it out.

I know. But these people may be fussy.

Oh, go ahead,

take it out.

Here.

Why don't you tear it up

and be done with it?

Oh, it's not mine.

There you are.

Now, I'll dictate your

review for you. Ready?

sh**t.

Hello.

How've you been?

Okay.

Anybody home?

Not yet.

The liquor's in there.

In there.

Who is that man?

Search me.

Say. What kind of people

are these Merricks?

They're grand, and don't let

anybody tell you different.

What does he do?

Oh, he's got a job

with electrical appliances.

What does she do?

She was a model

before she married Steve.

You mean to say she lets

her husband support her?

Well, she was gonna keep right on

working, but Steve wouldn't have it.

That you, Kelly? Six bottles

of gin, the Merrick apartment.

Emergency call.

Say, who's going to pay

for those six bottles?

I don't know.

It's not my party.

What'll I do with this?

You ever try

swallowing 'em?

Biney!

Oh, I knew a fellow once, made his

living swallowing lighted cigarettes.

He said it toned up

his digestion.

He finally blew up.

Steve!

Well, George Trent, you

old sinner. How are you?

I can't complain.

Why, Anne.

Hello, George.

Come on up.

Well, just a minute.

Come along, Sugar.

Sugar?

Some lump.

Anne and Steve,

this is Mrs. Trent.

How do you do?

How do you do?

George's mother.

Well, well.

I happen to be

George's wife.

Oh! Well,

those things happen.

I mean, I thought you

looked very young to be...

That's right.

You didn't know.

My mistake.

I'm sorry.

I should think

he would be.

Mercy! Who's the dame in the

ermine with the flock of orchids?

That's Mrs. George. He

married the Stickle million.

My, she must have had a lot of fun

knitting socks for the soldiers.

In the Civil w*r.

Some of the best wine comes

out of old bottles, Polly.

Won't you come up,

Mrs. Trent?

No, I'm afraid it's rather late for that.

Oh, nonsense. Anne, you take

George and Mrs. Trent upstairs

and I'll run over to Tony's

and get some sandwiches.

Fine, dear. Come with me, Mrs. Trent.

Oh, Sugar, please.

Well, for

a very few minutes.

Biney, darling!

How are you, baby?

Oh, it's so good

to see you again.

Hello. I'm Polly Griscom.

Oh, Biney's talked

a lot about you.

Don't believe him.

It's not true.

I won't.

Oh!

One of those

exclusive places, eh?

Who's that?

Hello.

Hello. The liquor's

right in there.

Well, thanks.

George.

Biney!

Gee, I'm glad to see you again, Biney.

I'm glad to

see you, George.

Say, I heard you married

somebody filthy with money.

Well, yes. I...

Shh...

Hello, George. I haven't seen you

for ages. Give us a little kiss.

Oh, swell to

see you again, Polly.

Oh, gee.

Well, George.

Yes, Sugar?

Oh, won't you

come in, Mrs. Trent?

Really, George,

I think you might have

waited for me.

I had to climb

that last flight alone.

I don't see how

you ever made it.

George has been a bachelor

so long, he's apt to forget

those little niceties that

mean so much to a woman.

But I expect to

change all that.

Yes. I can see

a change already.

George, you might introduce

me to your friends.

Yes, Sugar.

This is Polly.

George and I

are old pals...

So I've noticed.

And this is Biney.

Well, what about a little drink, George?

We are not drinking,

thank you.

What?

George not drinking?

We're not drinking.

We are.

I wish that egg would

get off the phone.

I will, but give me

long distance.

And now he wants

long distance.

And now he wants...

I want long distance.

I want to talk

to a girl in Dayton.

Wait right here, George.

I may need you any minute.

Yes, Sugar.

Hello.

Sue?

I want Sue.

What are you

made up for?

I'm just holding these

for Sugar.

Well, George, how does

it feel to be a kept man?

Shh.

Shh.

What's the matter?

My keeper's in there.

Oh, I'm sorry.

It's all right. She's

heard the rumor before.

George.

Yes, Sugar?

I want you.

She wants me.

How much did you say

she was worth?

16 million.

It's not enough.

Well, how are you,

beautiful?

Hello, angel.

You know, I wouldn't trade

you for 16 times 16 million.

You wouldn't, huh?

Excuse me.

Say, what are we going to do with that guy?

Just ignore him.

What about some food?

Yes. I can't find a thing in the ice box.

Sandwiches.

Oh, to save us.

How about that

show of yours?

Didn't you open it

tonight? Yes, and very good.

Say, do you think

it will run?

Oh, just a short day.

Yeah.

I hear it's so bad, the actors

hiss the audience for coming.

Yes, they're going to close

next week and recast the backers.

I distinctly saw a face peering at me.

You just

imagined it, Sugar.

I never use

my imagination.

Oh, it's terrible.

Oh, hello.

It's terrible.

I'm in such trouble.

I wonder if one of you

boys could help me out.

She's in trouble

and she wants a boy.

It's a bat.

What's a bat?

That awful thing

that flew in my window.

I'm such a baby.

If it got in my hair

I'd just die.

You'd just die?

I'd just naturally die.

Well, no woman dies while

there's life in my body.

Get your g*n, Steve.

Get your things,

George, we're going.

I feel just terrible rushing in here

like this without being introduced.

My name is

Luella Mae Carroll.

My name is

Jefferson Davis Faniere.

Are you any kin to the

Fanieres in Richmond?

No, just related.

Oh.

Come along, George.

Oh, so soon, Mrs. Trent?

Oh, don't hurry off, folks.

I do wish you all

would come in.

I'm so used to a great,

big house full of people.

Thank you so much. Good night. Good night.

Good night. Good night.

Say, look, Steve,

Sugar's giving a yachting

party over the weekend.

Why don't you and Anne

join us in the morning?

Oh, swell, George.

Well, Sugar would love having

you. Wouldn't you, Sugar?

Well...

Yes, of course.

Say, how about inviting me

and Polly. We love yachts.

Surest thing you know.

Come along, George.

Say, look, Sugar,

it's early now.

Couldn't we...

Now, it's been

a delightful evening,

but now we are going.

Good night, Mrs. Merrick.

Good night, Mrs. Trent.

Shame you can't stay

for the bat hunt.

I'll be with you

on the second hunt.

Good night, Polly.

Good night, George.

So long, Anne.

Good night, Georgie.

Now, where is

that old bat?

George!

Oh, there you are.

Well, good night all.

Why don't you slide down

the banister, Sugar?

Uh, now where's

your room?

Right around

here a piece.

A piece?

I told you.

I think it's all

too wonderful

having you all

drop in like this.

I wish somebody would pinch

me to see if I'm awake.

Well, pinch her, Biney.

You're single. You can

afford to take the rap.

Oh, my goodness.

What is it now?

I left my nightgown hanging

over one of the chairs.

Well, no wonder.

No wonder what?

No wonder you have bats.

There's nothing draws bats

like a nightgown.

Oh?

Are you ready, Biney?

Sure enough.

Well, let's save

the colonel's daughter.

I'll bet you Yankee boys

are a mess of fun at a party.

Now where's the bat?

Well, if you were a bat, where

would you hide? Well, I...

You're

thinking of a horse.

Here bat, here bat. Come, come, come, come.

My family just

can't understand

why I left our old

plantation to come up north.

But I just love New York.

Of course, I don't

always feel so safe here.

I don't see why.

I used to be awful lonely, but I don't

anymore since I got to know you all.

There's nothing like

old friends, is there?

Ain't it the truth?

That's not it.

I can't find

a bat anywhere.

Oh, much obliged anyhow.

You just about

saved my life.

Oh, that's nothing.

Okay, Biney.

Treasure hunt's over.

Well... My folks just

sent me some Virginia ham,

and I'm fixing to whip up

some beaten biscuits.

Won't you all stay

and have some?

Well, not tonight, Miss...

Please call me

Luella Mae.

We'll all call you

Luella Mae.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

You'd better

look out, Steve.

That Southern bloodhound is after you.

Don't worry, dear.

I'm anemic.

Hey, what about opening up

another can of sardines?

You will open up

no more cans tonight.

I've got to go to the office

and you're going with me.

Sugar says no.

Good night, Mrs. Merrick.

Good night, Steve.

Good night.

It was a grand party.

Thank you.

Good night, Steve.

I'll take this, Biney.

Wasn't that

a swell party?

I don't know.

Was it?

Cigarette?

Uh-huh.

Thank you, darling.

Thank you.

Two sleepy people

by dawn's early light

And too much in love

to say good night

Here we are

Out of cigarettes

Holding hands and yawning

Look how late it gets

Two sleepy people

With nothing to say

And too much in love

to break away

Do you remember

the nights we had to

linger in the hall?

Yeah.

Father didn't

like you at all.

Whatever happened to him?

Remember the reason

why we married in the fall?

To rent this little nest

And get a bit of rest

But here we are

Just about the same

Foggy little fella

Drowsy little dame

Two sleepy people

By dawn's early light

Too much in love

to say good night

Here we are.

Gee, don't we look a mess?

Lipstick on my collar

Whose?

Wrinkles in your dress

Two sleepy people

Who know very well

They're too much in love

to break the spell

Here we are

Crazy in the head

Gee, your eyes are gorgeous. Yeah?

Even when they're red.

Is that the milkman?

No, that's dawn breaking.

Oh.

Oh!

I'm sorry.

Do you remember the nights

we used to cuddle in the car?

Watching every last

fading star

Remember the doctor said

your health was under par

And you, my little schnooks

Were ruining your looks

Well, here we are.

Keeping up the pace

Letting each tomorrow

slap us in the face

Two sleepy people

By dawn's early light

And too much in love

To say...

I'm a lucky guy,

you know.

How come?

You know,

as we sat there at dinner

tonight I kept asking myself

how it happened.

You know, you could have

married Gil if you wanted to.

A guy who could

give you anything,

a guy who has

gotten somewhere.

Instead you picked

a dark horse like me.

I've got a strong hunch that dark

horse is going to win the race.

He sure got himself

a good jockey.

Bet two bucks

on that horse for me.

Good night.

Steve, breakfast is ready.

I'll be

right there, dear.

Good morning, Mrs. M.

How did you

sleep, darling?

I dreamed I was in Luella's

room all night chasing bats.

Well, don't start

walking in your sleep.

Say, I must remember to call up

George about that yachting party.

I don't think

we ought to go.

Why not?

I haven't anything

to wear on a yacht.

All right, honey. Just grab

your little yellow basket

and go out and buy

a couple of things.

I can't do that, Steve.

Our budget won't stand it.

Oh, Anne, forget

about the budget.

George is one of our closest

friends and we can't let him down.

How much work do you expect

to get done on a yacht?

Sweetheart, we gotta have

a little fun now and then.

All right,

you have your fun.

But you can have it

without me.

You mean

you're not going?

That's just what I mean.

When your novel's finished you can have

plenty of fun, and I'll share it with you.

But until it is,

I'm "Old Lady Sourpuss."

You know, Gil was right

when he said that you...

Oh, now don't

start quoting Gil.

I got an overdose of that

book-peddler last night.

That's a nice way to talk about

a man who was so charming to us.

He was charming to you, all right. Oh, yes.

He had a bad case on you once and he

doesn't seem to have gotten over it.

We aren't getting

jealous, are we?

No! I haven't got a

jealous bone in my body.

All I mean is that Gil Morrell doesn't

half-know what he's talking about.

Did you hear what he said

about me giving up my job?

That was the most

sensible thing he said.

Oh, is that so?

Well, who's gonna stake me?

Of course, we could call up

The Rockefeller Foundation.

James, bring me my silk

hat, white tie, and tails.

I'm going out

to buy a hamburger.

Yes, with onions.

Wouldn't I look swell

wearing tails?

The way you act, I bet some

of your ancestors wore them.

Where are you going?

I'm going to see

about that top-hat.

Could I talk to

Mr. Brigden?

This is Anne Merrick

speaking.

Anne?

You're not going back

to your old job.

And who are you?

I am your husband,

remember?

Aren't you funny.

Oh, is that you,

Mrs. Brigden?

Darling, how are you?

Fine, thanks.

Anne, I don't like to make a

scene this early in the morning.

Could I speak to the boss for a minute?

If you think I'm going to

be another George Trent...

You won't be. You're

going to earn your keep.

You're going to take care of

the house and do the cooking.

Listen, Anne Merrick,

if you think you're gonna parade

around in a pair of step-ins

while I'm home here slaving over

a hot stove, you're badly mistaken.

Oh, Mr. Brigden,

this is Anne Merrick.

Well, it's like this, I'd

like to have my old job back.

Cooking.

Certainly,

I'm on the level.

All right,

I'll hold the line.

When you're not shelling peas, you

can finish the Great American Novel.

I won't give up my job

and be a kept man.

Who said anything

about keeping you?

I am lending you the money,

and if you don't pay it back...

Monday morning, 9:00?

I'll be there.

Would you be interested in a

subscription to the Women's Home Journal?

Do I look that way?

Sure.

Hello?

The Electric Light Company?

Well, I paid my...

Oh, you want me to see if the

streetlight on the corner is burning?

I don't mind.

Yes, it is.

Blow it out? Yeah...

Hello! Hello!

Wait a minute, wise...

"Blow it out!"

Sounded like Biney to me.

Are you hissing me?

Go get your rag

and help, will you?

Go on.

That's the biggest thing

I ever saw.

Oh, you should see the emerald

he has. It's driving me crazy.

Some Indian princess used

to wear it in her nose.

In her nose?

Over there they think

nothing of puncturing the nose

and loading it down

with jewels.

They must be savages.

He told me he'd give me

the emerald tonight.

Maybe.

Are you engaged to him?

Certainly not. After all, I

only met the man last night.

Oh.

Hello, how do you do? This

is Frances. How are you?

Oh, pardon me. I thought

you were somebody else.

Tired, dear?

Tired?

Oh!

Telephone, Anne.

What's the matter?

Don't you feel good, honey?

I feel like the breaking up

of a hard winter.

Move, my love.

Yes.

Listen, Anne,

how about you and Steve having dinner

with an old sweetheart of yours?

Well, certainly I mean me. How

many old sweethearts have you got?

Sounds grand, Gil, but Steve's

expecting me home for dinner.

And I have

an appointment later.

Well, I'm not

very far away.

What about me

driving you home?

I accept.

In fact, if someone

hadn't produced a car

I don't know how

I'd have gotten home.

I'm really tired.

Go away, Tiger. Shh.

Who is it?

Good evening, laundry.

Well, it's about time

you showed up.

You got my shirts there?

Yes, Mr. Merrick.

You'll find them right

underneath the bill.

Don't I smell gas?

Oh, is that

what that is?

Do you cook?

I try to.

Do you?

No. I'm always too busy

trying to collect.

Anyway, it seems like a woman don't

look up to a man who would do housework.

Once a woman gets you under her

thumb, she just thumbs you to death.

Oh, yeah. What about the

money for this laundry?

You know the rules.

Us janitors

can't deliver unless

we get the cash.

Excuse me. I didn't know you had company.

Oh, come on in, Luella.

This is Liberty Hall.

Stevie, I'm in

such trouble.

Again? What is it

this time, snakes?

No, my papa says I've got to

give up my career and come home.

That's good.

Why, Steve Merrick...

If that buzzer rings again

in this house, I'll just...

But I don't want

to go home.

I'd just as leave

stay here.

I'd leave for.

Yeah. And I'd leave

for you left.

Come on. Get out. Now,

don't you try to put me out.

I've gone out of here

once by myself.

I know. Goodbye.

Well? I'll have that other

laundry ready for you tomorrow.

I'll pay you then.

I'm sorry, boss.

But no cashie,

no washie.

Well, don't worry,

you'll get your money.

I'll pay you if it

takes my last IOU.

You know, Mr. Merrick,

if I had your soft soap,

maybe I could start

my own laundry.

How much do I

owe you?

$10.25.

Wait a minute.

Madam, do you need

the exterminator?

No, and get out of here.

George!

Steve.

Just in the nick of time.

Say, could you

loan me $10?

Well, that's what I came to see you

about. Could you loan me a dollar?

No. No.

Don't look at me.

I'm only 30 cents short

of having a quarter.

I thought you were

a millionaire.

I only married one.

You see,

I'm on an allowance.

Could you lend me your

watch so I can hawk it?

My watch is in escrow.

Anne get paid today?

Yeah.

I'll wait.

Can I help you?

Do you know

how to shell peas?

No. But I've always

wanted to learn.

Well, step into

my office.

Personally, I like

canned peas better.

I wonder who ever thought of putting

them up in these little wrappers.

Some day they'll put

zippers on them.

There it goes again.

Woman's work

is never done.

Well?

I'm back again.

Forgot to ask you

for the garbage.

The garbage

isn't ready yet.

Well, it's 6:30.

That's garbage time.

Well, I gave you

some yesterday.

Yeah, I know, but...

Well, don't be a hog.

Here.

Is that all? No, I'll try

and borrow some next door.

No use. They ain't been

eating regular either.

Who was that?

The G man.

G man?

Do I smell

something burning?

Oh!

Recipe number 19.

It was.

Here, kitty, kitty,

kitty, kitty, kitty.

Here, kitty.

There you are.

That's a good kitty.

Uh, tell me, Steve. As

one housewife to another.

I'm no housewife.

I'm just borrowing until

we can live on what I write.

Are you on

an allowance, too?

No.

Well, bide your time.

Yoo-hoo.

There's Anne now.

Oh, Anne...

George, I haven't

seen you for ages.

Say, Anne, could you

lend me a dollar?

Why, George.

Well, Sugar's taking

me to Newport.

She's waiting

at the station now.

I'd hate to think what would

happen if I didn't get there.

Oh, thanks.

So long, Steve.

Goodbye, George.

Hello, darling.

Well, I spoiled

your dinner.

I don't mind.

Have a hard day?

About the same as usual.

How's your writing going?

Oh, swell. I'm racing

ahead like a fire engine.

I'm so glad.

I get so terribly anxious

about it, Steve.

Why?

Well, I want you

to finish it.

What chapter are you on?

Oh, I've lost count.

Never mind that.

Chapter five?

Put that down, will you?

It's not right yet.

But you were on chapter five last week.

All right.

What about it?

You must be inspired.

I'm sorry I ruined

your dinner.

Forget about it.

Oh, darling.

Forgive me

for being cross.

Forgiven.

You know, you didn't

kiss me when I came in.

I know. This business has gotten

under my skin these last few weeks.

It's impossible for me

to be close to you.

Is that it?

I've been wondering,

because I haven't changed.

I still want you.

You know what?

No, what?

I'm hungry.

You and me both.

How'd you like

me to get dinner?

Well, I'm eating

right now.

All right. You set the table

and I'll get the can opener.

More shortcake?

What do you want me to do, bust wide open?

Say, Anne,

how about going out to a

picture with me tonight?

You know, we haven't been

anywhere together for a dog's age.

Don't you think you ought

to spend the time working?

Yeah. I guess

you're right.

Anne.

Could you let me

have $10?

Why don't you take it out

of the household money.

Well, there isn't any.

But darling, I put

$28 there last Saturday.

All right then.

Don't lend me $10.

Here it is, dear.

I don't want it.

Oh, Steve,

don't be childish.

I've got to leave

you now.

Don't touch the dishes. We'll

wash them when I get home.

Well, where are you going?

Well, Steve.

Can't a working woman

have a little time to herself?

Well, I asked you

where you were going.

I've got a date.

Oh, so you won't go

to a picture with me

but you'll step out

with some other fella.

Who's the date with?

A fellow I know.

Does he know

you're married?

He ought to.

I've got marriage

written all over me.

Well, I don't like it.

Oh, Steve.

Please be nice.

This is really important. I don't care.

People that are married have no

business seeing a lot of other people.

Oh, I do hope

I'm not an intruder.

Well, Luella, how long

have you been here?

Just a minute. I often slip

in through your balcony.

It's a shortcut.

Oh, well, I'm glad

you found a shortcut.

It makes everything

much simpler.

What is it, Luella?

Stevie, I want you to come to the

station with me about my tickets.

I'm such a baby.

I'm afraid Steve can't. He's

staying home tonight to work.

Oh, I'll be delighted

to go with you, Luella.

Oh!

You won't forget your

allowance, will you, Stevie?

Did I do

something wrong?

Luella, how'd you like me to give

you a farewell party with champagne?

Champagne?

You heard me.

Oh, Stevie,

you're marvelous.

I'll go home and change my frock.

I got a brand new one for the party.

Stevie.

Coming.

Oh, my! But you look

powerful sharp.

What?

In this old suit?

It doesn't look old

the way you wear it.

Oh, don't be silly.

Oh, Stevie. I declare, I don't know

what I'm going to do without you.

I sure don't.

Oh, my goodness.

Hey, come out of there.

What do you tramps want?

It can't be Steve Merrick.

Say, a remarkable

resemblance.

Them eyes, those hair,

those nose...

It is Steve Merrick.

How are you, sunshine?

Oh, I feel fine.

How about a little drink?

We're dying of thirst.

We brought our own ice.

Well, we don't

serve liquor here.

Oh!

Well, I guess we'll have

to use our own then.

Excuse me.

Here's your champagne,

Mr. Merrick. Eight bucks.

Shh.

Champagne?

Thanks, Kelly.

Thank you.

I'll put this on ice.

I thought he wasn't serving

liquor around here anymore.

Champagne isn't liquor,

silly, it's a luxury.

Hello.

Well, well, well.

I hope you all don't think it's

funny me coming out of there.

Oh, mercy, no.

I was waiting for Steve.

Chasing bats again.

She was waiting

for Steve.

I'm ready

if you are, Stevie.

I'm taking Luella

to the station.

Just make yourselves

at home.

I wish I had somebody

to buy me champagne.

Listen, gold digger. As long as

you're running around with me,

you'll drink gin.

And don't I know it.

Ahem.

Well, of all things.

The butler told me to come

right in, I hope you don't mind.

Mind? Believe it or not,

I just got through praying

that you'd walk in

through that window.

Look at my knees, they're all

dusty where I was kneeling.

Sit down.

Well.

Now, what's on your

beautiful mind?

Gil, I need some money.

How much?

Oh, I don't want to borrow it,

I want to earn it.

I'm sorry.

I'd like to loan you a lot, and

then pressure you for payment.

Well, you see, I know you have

a lot of manuscripts to read

and I thought...

Well, I might be able to help you

out two or three nights a week.

No, ma'am, I wouldn't

take such a risk.

Risk?

If you read scripts for me,

you'd have to read them here

and I guess you know

what that will lead to.

I haven't

the faintest idea.

Now don't go

pollyanna on me.

I'm crazy enough

about you as it is.

If I saw much of you, I'd go right

off the deep end and start dirty work.

By the way, while

we're on the subject.

How about divorcing Steve

and marrying me?

Oh, Gil.

You're not in love with me.

You think not?

No.

If you could read my mind

whenever I think about you...

Well, you wouldn't say that.

Now, I've let my hair down,

how do you feel about me?

You're just a big-hearted

brother to me, Gil.

Listen, lady, if I ever

started on you in earnest,

Steve'd put you

right out on the sidewalk.

Now, how come you need

this extra money?

You earn more than Steve

did when he was working.

Well, it's...

It's for my family.

I didn't know

you had a family.

Don't tell me I'm going to be a godfather.

Listen, lady, you're going to stop being

a model tomorrow and work for me regularly.

Oh, Gil.

Here's my first gift

to my godchild.

I want you to go uptown and get

the goldarnest rattle they've got.

Solid silver.

With letters on it

an inch high.

"To snookums,

from Uncle Gil."

Do you hear?

Oh, Gil,

I can't take this.

You're going to take it.

It's really an advance

on Steve's novel, see?

Gee, he must be thrilled.

What did he say

when you told him?

I haven't told him yet. I came right

straight here from the doctor's.

Come on,

get out of here.

You're going right home and tell

Steve. It will put new life into him.

Oh, and tell him from me that I read

those first few chapters he sent me

and they're swell.

Really, Gil?

Hmm.

Oh!

Well...

A grand wife, a novel

and a brand new baby.

Some fellows get

all the breaks.

Fine, Biney.

Hello.

Hurray, our hostess.

Where's Steve?

I... I think

he went out.

Anne, you look all in.

Let me get you a drink.

No, thanks. I'll just have a glass of milk.

The champagne.

Anne, don't go in there.

Why not?

Let me get it for you.

Well, all right.

How about a roast beef sandwich?

No, just a glass of milk.

How you been, Biney?

Mighty handsome.

I'll get it.

Thanks.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, wait a moment.

Wait a minute, mister.

I can't let nobody have this

until somebody pays their bill.

Where have I heard

that before?

How much is it?

$10.25.

What?

He ain't paid me

in four weeks.

This is too sordid for me.

Here you are.

I'll see that this

doesn't happen again.

I hope so, lady, 'cause them

steps is wearing me down.

Now, stop it, Biney. I don't

want to spoil my appetite.

Well, if beef isn't dead cow, what is it?

Oh! Stop it!

You ever been to

a slaughterhouse?

Oh!

Biney,

is this for me?

Oh, my soul.

Who let her in there?

You and your dead cow.

Anne, I forgot

to tell you...

You shouldn't have

done this, really.

It was just

a whim of mine.

Anybody home?

Hurray, the economic

royalist.

Hello, George. How does it

feel to be bought and paid for?

Oh!

Gee, George, you look

funny, funnier than usual.

What happened? I thought you

were on your way to Newport.

Well, I got in

a traffic jam.

And when I reached the station, the

train had pulled out, but Sugar hadn't.

There she stood, surrounded by her

bags and her maids and my valet.

And did she give it to me!

She didn't leave a rag on me.

Honestly, the way I felt, I could have

been arrested for indecent exposure.

And you took it,

I suppose.

Well, I had to, Biney. You

can't stop a woman like Sugar.

You could say something,

couldn't you?

Well, I did.

As soon as I could get a word

in edgeways, I socked her.

And what did she do?

Well, the last I saw of her, her maids and

my valet were raising her from the dead.

And as far as I'm concerned,

she can stay that way.

Hurray, this calls

for a celebration.

Well, come on,

we've got the makings.

Just a minute, that

happens to be my champagne.

It may be yours, but

we're going to drink it.

Did you say yours?

Yes, I bought it

for Luella.

Luella, Steve's taken you

out a lot, hasn't he?

Well, no.

Well, every time he took

you out, I paid for it.

And when he bought you

champagne, I paid for it.

Shut up, will you?

I won't.

All right, then tell her, tell them all.

She buys my food, she buys

my clothes, she pays the rent.

To make a long story loathsome,

she's the man of the house.

Now everybody knows it.

Where are you going?

Out.

Steve, there's something

I want to tell you.

You've told me enough.

But, Steve,

this is important.

Just one thing more, that champagne

tonight was the first money

I ever spent on Luella.

Then what became

of the money?

I've been buying you a winter

coat on the installment plan.

Oh, Steve.

I thought I could pay for it out of

the household money and surprise you.

Well, I only made a mess of

things, the way I always do.

The coat's in a box

on the top closet shelf.

I didn't want you to know you

were paying for your own present,

but you'll get it back,

every last penny.

What are you

going to do?

Get myself a job and feel like a man again.

Oh, Steve,

don't do that.

Look, dear, I've got a check for you.

It's from Gil. It's an

advance on your novel.

What are you trying to do?

Make a fool out of me?

It's made out to you.

Oh, Steve, listen. There's

something I have to tell you.

You don't have to tell me. Gil's

not paying me, he's paying you.

Paying me?

I've closed my eyes to a lot of

things, but I won't stand for this.

You don't have to.

Go back to your job.

Be a nobody all your life.

A nobody? That's what

I've been for four months.

George and I have been nothing but

a couple of pinheaded pushovers.

Only I wore an apron. Well,

I can be pushed just so far.

Mr. Merrick?

What is it?

Somebody on this floor

is cooking.

Oh, that's

a dirty shame.

Why, my dear landlady, you know I

wouldn't be baking a cake on your premises.

Well, you can't trust

anybody these days.

Oh, it's you.

How are you?

Thirsty, as usual.

How about

a cup of coffee?

Oh, I'd rather

stay thirsty.

If you don't mind,

I'll finish this chapter.

Go right ahead.

How's it going?

I'm on the last lap.

What's it about?

Boy meets girl, girl

meets Gil, Gil gets girl.

Gil gonna handle it for you?

The novel?

No.

What's the matter

with Gil?

Why should I send

my stuff to Gil?

Because he's

a good publisher.

Say, nice view of the

mountains you got here.

Does it go

with the room?

Gil Morrell

broke up my home.

Your home is right

where you left it.

Takes two

to make a home.

And about the same

to make a quarrel.

Listen, all I want to do is pay Anne

what I owe her and click as a writer.

When that's done, I never

expect to think of her again.

All I hope is that I never

have to see her again.

Steve, Anne's going away.

Where is she going?

To her aunt's

in the country.

Serves her right.

She wants to see you

before she goes away.

Oh!

Oh, she does, does she?

Did she send you over here

with that message?

No, Steve.

She said to George,

and George told Polly,

and Polly told me.

Listen, lug,

you can tell Polly,

and Polly can tell George,

and so on and so on,

that she can go

to the country.

Steve!

And as for you, take my advice

and keep away from my door.

Biney!

When is she leaving?

Was Steve glad

to see you?

Sure.

When he opened the door and saw me

standing there, tears came into his eyes.

"Gee, Biney," he says, "you're like

the answer to a maiden's prayer."

If I hadn't have kept a stiff upper

lip, I think he would have kissed me.

Well, he wasn't glad to see

me when I dropped in on him.

Well, you don't understand

people like I do, George.

You mean well, but you haven't any tact.

Hey, you don't think there's

going to be a divorce?

No, Steve's

crazy about Anne.

Well, that's great. People who

were foolish enough to get married

ought to stay that way.

Are you going to stay married

to Sugar after all you said?

Oh, gosh, Biney.

If I love her...

George, you're nothing

but a worm.

But what...

What can I do?

Ever since I socked her that day in the

railroad station, she's been after me.

Letters, telephone calls,

wires...

I... I got this one

early this morning.

"To err is human,

to forgive, divine."

So you're going

back on relief?

Say, you ought not to move

heavy things like that.

You're liable to

strain yourself.

A lot you'd care

if I did.

Oh, don't be

bitter, Polly.

One thing I can't stand

is a bitter woman.

I bit a woman once.

Biney, the door.

Oh, dear. If it isn't

one thing, it's another.

Anything wrong?

Those stairs...

We'll have them

taken out.

You want to see

the apartment?

If you please, I...

I liked the advertisement.

Come right in.

Hello.

How are you?

There's the manager.

You can talk to her.

How do you do?

Excuse the looks of things.

Mrs. Merrick's going to the country

and I'm trying to pack her trunks.

I'll pack it

for you, Polly.

Will you, Biney?

Certainly.

The bedroom's in there.

I'll show you that first.

Thank you.

George,

come here a minute.

What do you make of this?

What? What is it?

Looks like

baby clothes to me.

Well, what would Anne be

doing with baby clothes?

Oh, I can't imagine.

Unless...

I never

thought of that.

Does Steve know?

I don't think so.

You know, this is

a real nice place.

How's the kitchen?

Enormous. You could stage

an ice carnival in it.

Maybe he doesn't skate.

I think it's terrible.

What's terrible?

Anne not telling Steve.

Oh, they don't tell

fathers anymore.

Oh!

You know, it's

really very nice.

I don't see why the lady would

want to give up this place.

Well, the apartment was big enough for

two people, but not big enough for three.

You get it?

Yes. Well, I'll go get

Mama. It won't take long.

Fine. There'll be

somebody here.

How did you two find out about Anne's baby?

Now, listen, when Anne comes

back, if either of you says a word,

I'll throw you right out in

the streets, single-handed.

Look, Polly,

all packed.

Well, bless your hearts.

Now let me see you get it

downstairs for me.

I'll get the taxi.

Wait a minute, Biney. I

can't handle this thing alone.

You're well rid of him. He'd

probably get you on the front end

and then drop it on you.

Anne.

Welcome.

Get going.

Get going.

And have mercy

on that trunk.

Thanks, George.

Anne, I don't know what

I'm going to do without you.

I knew it.

The trunk. Goodbye.

Bye, Polly.

Polly, where's Anne?

Waiting for you.

Hello, Anne.

Hello, Steve.

Won't you come in?

Nice to see you again, Anne.

Nice to see you.

You're looking well.

You're looking great.

You don't mind if I straighten things up,

some people are coming in

to look at the apartment.

Well, can't I help? You know, I

used to be pretty good at housework.

Yes, I remember.

Anne, I have

something for you.

What's this?

Part of my debt.

I wish you

hadn't done this.

You'll get the rest

pretty soon.

But, Steve, this is

more than enough.

Not for me it isn't. With

me, it's all or nothing.

It was nice of you

to send for me.

I wanted to see you.

Did you, darling?

About a divorce.

A divorce?

Anne, what divorce?

Ours, of course.

Steve, I'm not

going on like this.

Well, Anne, can't we settle

this between ourselves?

You see, I lost my sense of

importance, I couldn't write,

I couldn't do anything.

You could fight.

I wasn't fighting you,

darling. Just myself.

Things were piling up

on me, I had to fight.

It didn't matter

about what.

It did to me.

Come on, Mama, there's

just one more flight.

You told me there were

only two flights.

I know, and I made

a mistake, Mama.

You deliberately deceived me, Jim Platt.

I've checked

over everything.

Here's your

insurance policy.

Anne, don't leave me like

this. I can't live without you.

You've managed pretty well

for the last three months.

Who says so? I've been so lonely

for you, I could hardly go on.

You didn't do anything

about it, did you?

I couldn't, Anne. First, I had

to win back my self-respect.

I wanted to pay you what I

owed you and finish my novel.

I guess those people aren't

coming back after all.

Anne.

When you've seen a lawyer,

you can reach me through Gil.

Are you going

to marry Gil?

I don't know.

Well, would you

kiss me goodbye?

Why not.

Well, here we are.

Oh, this is my husband.

Pleased to meet you.

I'm Mr. Platt and

this is Mrs. Platt.

How do you do?

Well, Mama, wasn't this

worth climbing for?

You're going to

leave everything?

Yes, it's for rent,

furnished.

We haven't

a stick of furniture.

We've just come

from California.

Come in here, Mama.

This is what you'll enjoy.

He won't be happy till he

gets me in the kitchen again.

Anne?

Are you going to let

strangers move in here,

using our things,

dirtying up our kitchen?

Somebody's got to

live here.

Will you please explain to Mrs.

Platt about that refrigerator?

I'm all balled up.

Yes, of course.

It's very

simple, Mrs. Platt.

All you do is step on the lever

and the door opens. Like this.

Look, Mama.

A place to hang your

stocking on Christmas Eve.

Oh!

I love to snuggle up

to a fire.

My, my, now this is

what I call a chair.

You won't enjoy snuggling up to this fire,

unless you want

to choke to death.

This is one of those fireplaces where

all the smoke comes out into the room

and the heat goes

up the chimney.

Well, I declare!

That can be fixed.

Cost you a lot of money.

Not me.

That used to be

my business.

Oh.

Does the radio work?

Sorry, it's out of order.

Oh!

You fixed it.

Well, that's the first kitchen I've

seen in this town that is a kitchen.

The bedroom's

right over here.

Mr. Platt. Mr. Platt.

It's a very sweet place, but, of course,

the country will be better for your baby.

My husband was telling me.

c*ck.

Well, can't you get rid of

them? We tried everything.

Well, that's funny.

Out in California...

California doesn't have

good c*ck.

Our state's mighty proud

of its c*ck.

It's just as cute as it

can be. Papa, I want you.

Mrs. Merrick says

we can move in tomorrow.

Mama, I want

to talk to you.

All right, talk.

I...

Private, Mama.

Oh, excuse me.

What did you

tell that man?

I thought it only fair to

tell him about the c*ck.

I have lived here over six

months and I never saw one.

There's a lot of things

you don't see, darling.

I'm only trying

to open your eyes.

For pity's sake.

Anybody's liable

to have those.

We'll be over first thing in the morning.

Do you want to give

Mrs. Merrick a check?

I certainly do.

As long as I get that

nice easy chair.

That chair doesn't go

with the apartment.

But I thought...

That chair doesn't go. And this

table and this lamp. Steve...

And that couch.

Steve.

And this woman. And this

place is not for rent.

Come on, Papa.

Steve, please. Mrs. Platt,

don't listen to him.

Don't listen to her, she's

not in her right mind.

I understand, dear. I was

like that with my first.

Come on, Papa.

Her first?

First what?

Oh, first husband, I

suppose. How should I know?

Anne, are you going

to have a baby?

Yes.

For a moment, I thought you said, "Yes..."

You did say "Yes."

Anne. Anne.

That's swell.

That's certainly swell.

Two perfect strangers

walk in here from California

and tell me

I'm to be a father.

What's going on here, anyway?

You're not going to walk

out of here with my baby.

Thanks for the memory.

Of meals I used to make

Dishes I would break

No motor trips

but burning lips

From all that burning steak

How lovely that was.

Thanks.

Thanks for the memory.

Of quarts of gin and rye.

How you would alibi.

And how you swore the night you

wore my mother's Christmas tie.

It was a nice

hunk of awning.

Thanks for the night

that you left me.

You didn't seem

worried about me.

Thought you'd

do better without me.

I loved you, though.

All right, I'll go.

Strictly entre nous

Darling, how are you?

And how are all those little

dreams that never did come true?

Awfully glad I met you

Cheerio and toodle-oo

Thank you so much.

Steve.

Steve.

Psst.

He went that way.

Thanks.

Darling.