All language subtitles for Saturdays Children 1940 1080p WEBRip x264-RARBG_English

( baby crying )

WOMAN:
Are you awake, Henry?

Henry?

Henry?

All right,
Henry, get up.

None of that now,
I know you're awake.

HENRY: I wish I was
so positive about it.

What time it is?

( baby continues crying )

The Jensens' baby is crying,
must be 7:00.

Goodness.
Ten minutes fast.

7:00, get up.

Seven?

That gives me
15 minutes more.

Not on Monday morning,
it doesn't.

I don't know why,
but it seems to take you

so much longer to get ready
on Monday morning.

Sunday night might have
something to do with it.

Henry Halevy,
anyone would think

you were a schoolboy with
a week of school ahead of him.

Let me tell you the
prospect of six consecutive days

working at Martin's
mail order house

is nothing
to look forward to either.

All right,
Henry, get up.

Now for heaven's sake,
Myrtle, let me sleep.

Wasted one out
of my 15 minutes already.

WOMAN 2: Listen, John MacReady,
I wasn't born yesterday.

You got a --
JOHN: Oh, so what?

WOMAN 2: I don't' have
to take this from you.

The best years of my life
I've wasted on you.

JOHN: Oh, shut up.
WOMAN 2: Shut up!

That's the MacReadys.
It's 7:15.

My clock was
right after all.

I prefer to believe
the Jensen baby.

Don't be silly, the MacReadys
are much more reliable.

They've started arguing
at 7:15 on the dot for years.

I still stick with
the Jensen baby.

No 7-month-old kid is going
to lie about the time.

Well, I give you
one more minute,

and if you're not up...

All right, sleep
your life away.

Morning, Mom.
Good morning, Bobby.

What's the matter now?
Your father.

Oh, Mom,
I wish just once

when Pop
did something you didn't like,

you'd refer to him
as "my husband"

instead of "your father."

After all,
he is your responsibility too.

Well, my husband
and your father,

it's going to take
an earthquake to get him
out of bed.

I suppose it couldn't be
just a tremor.

It would have to be
some shakes of an earthquake.

Say, is that a pun?

Well, Bobby,
this is no time for joking.

This is your first day
at Martin's,

and your father
got you the job.

How is he going to look
if he brings you in late?

He's been bringing himself
in late for 22 years.

You can't expect me
to change his life.

Well, you better go in
and threaten him

with a glass of water again.

All right. But I'm getting
tired of this every morning.

What we need is an automatic
sprinkler over his bed.

WOMAN: Coffee,
some white toast,

no butter,
and a poached egg,

and don't make
the coffee too strong.

And whatever you do,
don't burn the toast.

And be sure
the egg is just right,

and if it's not, you'll have to
take it back again, and hurry!

Morning, Willie.

Yeah, what's good about it?

Listen, Bobby,
if a husband murders his wife,

what's the penalty
in this state?

Same as any other,
$50 or 5 days.

It's worth it;
where's the bread knife?

What's the matter now?

Your sister Florrie dreamt
I was a millionaire last night.

Now she wants
breakfast in bed.

That sounds
reasonable enough.

Yeah, but she didn't dream
I was a chef.

Maybe that was
her own idea.

Bobby?

You sure it's cold enough?

Oh, right out
of the icebox.

Good.

You can go right on sleeping.

I'm just standing here
admiring you.

Hello, Bobby.

You know, your walk sounds
just like your mother's.

You better do something
about it.

Here's your water.

Got the lemon?
Here.

I don't know why I have
to drink this stuff.

It settles your stomach.

Who wants my stomach settled?
I lead a dull enough
life as it is.

Mother thinks
I throw this in your face

every morning to wake you up.

Well, let's keep up
the illusion.

Bobby.

What can I do
for you, Bobby?

You can get up
and get me down

to Martin's on time
for my first day at work.

That's right.

Monday, why couldn't
the lord have rested
two days instead of one?

I'm not in a position
to answer that question.

How's the world
look to you, Bobby?

It will live.
Now come on.

My solution for the world
is to stay in bed and ignore it.

That's a fine solution.

Oh, all right, Bobby.
I'll give it another chance.

Why don't you retire
this old robe?

With what?
Coupons and soap wrappers?

Say, Bobby, do you think
I can do without shaving?

Oh, honey,
it will only take 5 minutes.

Five minutes
out of my life here,

five minutes
out of my life there,

then who wants
to bet I'm out of minutes?

Ah, it isn't every girl
who has a crazy father.

Is he up?

Yes, and wringing wet
Mom, how do I look?
Let me see.

FLORRIE: Willie,
where is my breakfast?

WILLIE: Just got
to sprinkle some ground glass

over the eggs.

Willie, you oughtn't
to talk like that

first thing
in the morning.

Get Florrie to lend you
that little pin of hers.

Oh, right.

Morning, Florrie, can I borrow
your pin for my collar?

You mean my good one?

The $1.25 one Willie gave me
for our anniversary?

The very same.

You might lose it.
It isn't insured.

Well, seeing
it's your first day
at work, you can have it.

It's over in the jewel box
with the other safety pins.

Oh, thanks.

I don't care for that dress
you are wearing.

Well, I haven't cared for it
for the past two years,

but I suppose it will have
to do for a girl

who is trying
to earn a living.

Earn a living?

Do you mean to say you are going
to work to earn a living?

Well, I'm not donating
my services to Martin's.

Now listen,
little sister,

you better come over here
and sit down.

I've got some things
to tell you.

Did you ever hear of that
fine old American tradition

of marrying the boss?

There is another fine
old American tradition

that the boss
already has a wife.

Then if he has a wife,
maybe he has a son.

They make very good
marrying too.
Oh, Florrie.

Now don't tell me
it's a career

you're interested in,
not marriage.

Well, right now--

You listen to your older sister.
You don't want a career.

A typewriter
is a woman's natural enemy.

You're 22.
The years go by fast.

First thing you know
you will be 25,

second thing you know
you will be an old maid
in a public charge.

Now go to the closet
and put on your slinkiest dress.

Look, Florrie,
I'm not interested
in the battle of the sexes.

How can you call such
one-sided slaughter a battle?

Women only have one weapon,
marriage.

We marry the guys.

That's how
we get even with them.

There, Your Highness,
and may I express the hope

that your royal
throat chokes on it?

Willie
doesn't mean it.

She is a royal liar too.
Willie means every word of it.

I was under the impression
I was marrying a girl

who could
cook her own breakfast.

And I was under the impression
that a man

who ran a collection agency
could afford a home of his own
and a maid and a cook.

It's my business
to collect the bills,
not run them up.

That's a last out
with you too.

Florrie, I see what you mean
about marriage.

I must try it sometime.
Don't do it.

Come on, Bobby,
we're going to be late.

I'll get my jacket.
Did you shave?

Of course I shaved.

But not with
much enthusiasm.

As close as
J.B. Martin shaves.

Straighten up, Henry,
I want to see
if this sweater fits.

Bobby, you think
if I told Ripley your mother

has been working on this sweater
since the day we were married,

do you think
he'd believe me?

If he's married,
he would.

Oh, it fits perfectly, dear.
Come on, Bobby.

Yeah, goodbye, Mom.

Oh, goodbye, Bobby,
good luck!

Good luck, Bobby.
Bring home the bacon.

I have to start running
at this mailbox.

There it is.
What did I tell you?

Come on, Bobby.
Come on, come on,
we're going to miss it.

Hey!

BOBBY: Hey,
wait a minute!

Oi!

Well, that's the first time
I missed that bus in 16 years,

and it gets to the office
just 3 minutes late.

Oh, I'm sorry, Dad.
I guess I slowed you up.

Hope the conductor
isn't worried about me.

Tomorrow we start running
from the newsstand.

Yeah.

Well, I bought you a paper,
gum and I'll pay your fare.

That's 'cause
it's your first day.

After this
you're on your own.

And it's
a wonderful feeling.

Yeah, I guess everything would
feel wonderful to you today.

Well, why not?
It's a beautiful day.

Well, whatever it is,
you won't see much of
it from your desk.

You know, only the unemployed
can really enjoy
a day like today.

What can we do
to get fired?

We can miss the next bus too.
Well, what's in the paper?

Now you read your own.

Oh, I don't want to read anyway,
I'm going to work.

Aren't you
excited about it?

I feel awful about it.

You do, why?

Bobby, the minute
you enter the store,
I am exposed.

See, I've always been
important to you

because in my mild way,
I've been the lord of the manor,

you know,
the good provider.

I've even given a few orders
around the house.

But your dad at Martin is
another animal entirely.

There are 20 bookkeepers
and 19 of them wearing

brand-new eyeshades.

Your dad is wearing
last year's.

You know, I take orders

from everybody
except one office boy.

And sometimes
after a little discussion,

it winds up with me
taking orders from him too.

Oh, I don't mind
so much about that.

Well, Bobby,
you're the only person
I've ever wanted to impress.

Now you're gonna find
your dad's no glamour boy.

Some people have more dignity
taking orders than those giving.

( bus honks )

There's the bus.

Miss Mills?
Yes, Mr. Norman.

I want these invoices
checked over.

Do you think you could do it
by yourself?

Invoices, Mr. Norman?
Invoices is my middle name.

They've got to be
out before lunch.

Before lunch it will be.

Very well.

B.N., good morning.
Oh, good morning.

This is my daughter Bobby.
Bobby, this is Mr. Norman.

How do you do?

Glad to have you with us,
Miss Halevy.

Thank you, sir.

Mr. Norman will be
your immediate boss.

Thanks, B.N.
See you later, Bobby.

Now, Miss Halevy,
you've been given this job

on your father's
recommendation.

He is one of our
most trusted employees.

The rest is up to you.

We demand punctuality,
precision and enthusiasm

in your work.

Miss Mills will run through
your duties with you.

Miss Mills,
this is Miss Halevy.

How do you do,
I'm sure.

Now if there is anything
you want to know,

I'll be in my office.

And remember punctuality,
precision and...

Enthusiasm.

Uh, and enthusiasm
in your work.

I'll try my best, sir.

Very well.
We'll see!

He likes you.

Are you sure?
Of course.

If he is gruff,
and yells at you,

it means he likes you.

If he's polite,
then you can start worrying.

Gee, if only I could get
a harsh word out of him.

Oh, well, here's your desk
over here. Come on.

You can
put your hat in the desk.

It will be all right.
Nobody will bother it.

Thanks.

The girl that used this desk
got married last week.

Her name was Frances.

Tell me,
is the work very difficult?

The work?
Oh, no.

If it took any brains,
what would I be doing here?

What's your first name?
Bobby.

Mine's Gertrude.
Bobby is a nice name. I like it.

I never have.
I'm looking for a man to marry

that will change
my first name as well.

I'm just looking for a man.
I don't care what he changes.

Now take Frances, she--

Mr. Norman said
you'd show me what to do.

Oh, it ain't much.
We just check the orders

with the bills of lading
to see that they match.

It ain't no fun.
They always match.

Is that all there is to it?
That's all.

I think I'll ask for
a decrease in salary.

Don't ask,
you'll get it.

Here, wade into this
first batch of orders.

And remember,
enthusiasm.

Oh, who's that?

That's Rims Rosson.
He never looks where he's going.

Eccentric.
I'll say.

You can take it
to the art department.

Sorry.

Sorry.

This time I think he looked
where he was going.

Funny thing though,
he never seems
to bump into me.

( crashing )

( woman screams )
What's happened?

Evidently a mishap.

( clamoring )

What happened?

I don't know.
Something went wrong.

We dropped three floors.

Take it easy now here.

Let's get him
over to that bench now.

Get him a cup
of water, Rims.

All right.

Here, Bobby,
wet this handkerchief.

Take it easy, Joe.

Here.

There.
Here, Joe.

JOE: Thanks, Henry.

HENRY: How do you feel?

Oh, I'm all right, I suppose.

Everything happens to us
bookkeepers.

Don't it, Henry?

Didn't use your head, Joe.

If you'd got yourself
bumped off,

your missus might've collected
a pretty penny.

I never thought of that.
You'll be all right, Joe.

Come on, Rims. Let's get him
down to the doctor.

What happened, Mac?

Shoes on the Prony brake
are worn through.

Here's some orders in Spanish.
At least I think it's Spanish.

What do I do now?

I'll call Norman.
He'll send an interpreter.

We do a big business
in South America.

Hello, Mr. Norman?

Miss Halevy has run into
one of them Spanish orders.

Uh-huh.

Oh, thank you awfully,
Mr. Norman.

There will be a Latin
up in a minute.

Oh, gee, 4:45. I think I gave
the firm its money's worth.

Aren't you going
to finish that stack?

Listen, tomorrow
is another day.

And tomorrow brings with it
another stack of orders.

Notwithstanding,
I am quitting now.

Go break your head to the firm
and what do you get?

Ulsters.

Oh, it's been a hectic day,
hasn't it, Mr. Rosson?

Yes, it has.

Honest, I'm a wet rag.
The Latin.

I'm going to the washroom.
Pardon my frankness.

If I don't hurry, I'll be
washing on my own time.

Oh, Mr. Norman sent me down
to check those Spanish orders.

Oh, here it is, Mr. Rosson.

How did you know my name,
Miss Halevy?

How did you know mine?

I guess somebody told me.

I suppose that's how I got
my information too.

Won't you sit down?

Oh, I'm used to standing.
I've been on my feet all day.

Well, I've been--
Go ahead, sit down.

Well, thank you.

Pardon my back.

There's no Spanish
blood in your family,
is there, Mr. Rosson?

Oh, no, I used to live
in a Spanish neighborhood,

and the storekeepers
would swear at me in Spanish.

So little by little,
I picked up the language.

I didn't have
your opportunities.

No one ever swore at me
in anything but English.

Well, that's unfortunate.

I hope to be speaking
Italian soon.

Oh, really?

I live in an Italian
neighborhood now,

and I'm pretty unpopular.

They check.

Thanks very much.

You're perfectly welcome.
Call me anytime you wish.

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

We do a large
South American trade.

You sure you haven't got
any more Spanish orders?

I didn't run across any.

Sometimes
they get stuck together.

Oh, do they?

They're not stuck today.

Well, anyway,
as I said before,

we do a large
South American business.

So I'll be seeing you
again, I hope.

Oh!
Oh!

Beg your pardon.

Oh, it's a pleasure, I'm sure.

That's the first time
he bumped into me.

Say, did you ever notice,
the bigger the firm,

the more they skimp
on paper towels?

Come on, get your hat.

You stay after 5:00,
it'll look bad for me.

Come on.

Oh, now I can relax.

You can wait for
your father out here.

We all come out of
the same entrance.

Oh.
What do you do
nights mostly?

Oh, a book, a movie,
sometimes a concert in the park.

Concerts. What kind of men
can you meet there?

Either they've got hair down
to their shoulder blades
or no hair at all.

I usually go for the music.

Music, the Wedding March,
all right.

There is a man mixed up
in that.

But the rest, listen,
I schedule my evening activities

only where there are
men in bunches.

Say, come to think of it,
the Martin Employee Social Club

has a bowling party
at the Midtown Casino.

They have
one every Monday night.

Men, all shapes and sizes.
Say, why don't you come along?

Well, thanks,
I would like to.

It sounds like fun, but I don't
go in much for bowling.

Who goes for the bowling?
Catch wise.

I don't go in for that either.

Oh, no, no,
just innocent relaxation,

a chance to ripe
an acquaintanceship.

Gert?
Oh, Gert?

That's Herbert Smith,
a pest.

He's crazy about me,
but I'm aloof.

He takes me home
every night.

I shouldn't let him,
but it gives me

satisfaction to know
that I am an expense to him.

Come on.

Hello, Gert.

Good evening,
Mr. Smith.

Gee,
you look beautiful.

I don't care
what anybody says.

I take that from
whence it comes.

Oh, where are
my manners?

Bobby, I want you to shake hands
with Herbert Smith.

With Rims you've already
had the pleasure.

Herbie, this is
Bobby Halevy.

Any friend of Gert's
is a friend indeed. How is that?

Very well put.
Well, good night, Bobby,
and try to get down

to the bowling, huh?

Oh, uh, you're coming,
aren't you?

Huh?
Oh, oh, yes, at 8:30.

Good night.
Oh, I'm glad
to have met you.

Don't mention it.
So long, Rims.

Good night, Rims.
See you tonight.

Good night, Bobby.
Good night.

Oh, Miss Halevy,
your father told me

to tell you
that he's working until 5:30.

Oh! Oh, thanks.

You're perfectly welcome.

Well, good night.

Good night.

Oh,
Miss Halevy,

pardon me, but which way
do you go home?

Oh,
the 5th Avenue bus,

the one
that turns up the drive.

Oh, that's the way
I like to travel.

Is it?
Uh-huh.

No crowds
and it's cleaner.

Of course, it takes
a little more time.

Oh, you're
absolutely right.

Oh, here, let me
open that for you.

A little gadget
I invented.

You invent things.

Well, sort of.

Sometimes it works
and sometimes it doesn't.

This seems to be

one of the times
that it doesn't.

Wouldn't it be simpler

just to tear it
with your fingers?

It would, but this
is a machine age,

you're not allowed
to be simple.
Oh, simple or not,

I don't think
you are going to sell
many of these gadgets.

Well, I admit
at the moment

it's commercially
impractical.

In fact, all my inventions
are commercially impractical,

the mechanical ones
that is.

Say, did you ever see
hemp turned into silk?

No, no, I haven't gotten
around to the World's Fair yet.

Well, they
haven't tried it yet,

but I have a few ideas
of my own on that.

Of course, the place
to be is the Philippines

right where
they grow the hemp.

Right now I'm angling
for a job near there.

Yeah,
I have it now.

You press
your thumb there.

See.

How's that?

Thanks.

( men laughing )

I think
we better go.

Oh,
there is my bus.

Good night.

Aren't you
coming?

No, this is the way
I'd like to travel,

but the Westside Express
takes me right to my door.

And besides, I have to
get ready for bowling.

Oh, good night.

Good night.

Well, gee,
you're a wizard.

Can you give me a few
private lessons personally?

I'm not trying
to muscle in,

I'm just trying to make
Herbie jealous.

Herbie,
how's your foot?

I think I should have
an x-ray taken, huh?

We'll all chip in
for an operation.

My goodness,
all this fuss.

Just because I happened
to drop a ball on his toe.

But, Gert, I didn't say
you did it on purpose.

Well, I did do it
on purpose.

I planned it for a week,
you satisfied?

You seem to take
a great delight

in eating
my heart out?

So I'm sadistic,
so what?

Come on.
Good night, kids.

See you tomorrow.
Good night!

See you tomorrow.
Right.

Almost too perfect the way
they pair off, isn't it?

Oh, that's been going
on since Noah's Ark.

Cab, buddy?

Come alone,
didn't you?

Uh-huh.
Me too.

Rates are down
this week.

How do you go home
from here?

We are not near
the bus line.

Well, let's see.

I can take the 8th
or the 7th Avenue subway.

A cab will take you
right to your door.

Well, that would
be good for me.

Do you mind
if I came along?

Why, not at all.
Let's take the 8th.

I hear they're
running it a lot.

All right.
I'll get a cab.

Yes, sir.
You will not.

Well,
I'm sorry, buddy.

So what did you
encourage me for?

This would have been a great
night for a drive in a car.

Hmm,
an open car.

I had a car once
about 7 years ago.

No top,
no running board,

no cylinders,
no nothing.

Four of us boys
in the neighborhood
owned that car,

we never bought more than
4 gallons of gas at a time.

It made
the bookkeeping easier.

Oh, pardon me.

Here it is.

I had
another car.

I, uh...

Well, all the talk's
been about me.

What about you?

Tell me
about yourself.

Well, to begin with,
I'm 22.

Well, your father
told me 20.

Oh, Dad always adds
two years to Mother's age

and takes
two off mine.

No, I'm 22 and--

and sometimes
when I read,
I wear glasses.

You're a straightforward
person.

Will you be as honest
when you're 30?

Oh, oh, no, sir,
no, sir.

By then I'll be using
Dad's arithmetic.

I'm 25.

Well, it doesn't make
any difference to the man.

You know, you're
a very honest person.

You said that.

Oh, that's a miracle
worth repeating.

You're one girl
in a million.
Well, thanks.

Of course
I am exaggerating.

I hope so.

But not much.

Another thing
about you,

you're a very comfortable
person to be with.

Well, look at me,
I am perfectly relaxed.

If it should so happen
that I had holes in my socks,

I wouldn't be ashamed
to tell you

because I know
you'd understand.

I-I think
I would.

Of course, it so happens that
these are brand-new socks.

You know, I never
thought of myself

as being so honest,

but it's a very
nice compliment,

especially
coming from a man

who is going to be
famous someday.

Me?
Famous?

Well, sure, sure.

When you-- When you
go to the Philippines

and turn silk into hemp
or hemp into silk.

Say, did I tell you
about that?

Uh-huh,
this afternoon.

That's right.
I tell everybody.

Funny,
you should remember.

Nobody else does.

Well,
after you do that,

you'll be
the famous Mr. Rosson.

Will you like that?

Oh,
sure I would.

I'm a full-time
daydreamer myself,

like everybody else.

I like to picture myself
walking into a hotel lobby

and people pointing me out
and recognizing me.

You know something,

famous people
get recognized

in other places
besides hotel lobbies.

I know, but every time
I picture myself

being pointed out,
it's always in a hotel lobby.

I don't know why.

I don't know why.

I wonder if Florrie
is listening upstairs.

Have you
got the time?

Oh, sure.

The minute hands off
but I could tell
by the shadows.

It's 12:30.

Well...

thanks a lot
for bringing me home.

I'm just as honest
as you are.

I enjoyed
taking you home.

Good night.

Good night.

Say...

why not
make my dropping

by next Monday night
a date?

Well, if it isn't
too much trouble.

We can take the 7th
instead of the 8th

for variety.

Anything you say.

We can switch off,

one week the 7th,
the next the 8th.

Fine, good night.

Good night.

Say,
that's a thought.

Why not
make my dropping by

and picking you up a regular
Monday night appointment?

Sounds like
a good idea to me.

Then let's say tentatively

I'll pick you up
next Monday night.

Good night.
Good night.

Oh, why should
it be tentative?

Let's make it definite.

All right,
it's definite.

Good night.
Good night.

Chelsea 50783,

this is Bobby Halevy
speaking.

Is Rims Rosson
there?

Oh,
when did he leave?

He was expected here
an hour ago.

Would you try
his room?

Maybe he's working
on a new invention.

How to vanish
before he's handcuffed.

Willie?

Coming, Simon,
coming.

What's
at the movies?

Lock and Turn
on 65th street

Carson City
and
Why Marry?

Do we have to go
to the movies tonight?

Well, what else is there
to do on a Monday night?

There is
a concert...

BOBBY:
Is Rims Rosson there?

I'll call up
and find out

what time
Carson City
goes on.

I wonder what railroad
gets built in this one.

Care to go to
the movies, dear?

Oh,
thanks very much.

No, Mom, this is
bowling night.

It's Errol Flynn.

Well, is the boy
wonder in?

No, he's probably
on the way over.

He's entitled to be late
one Monday night.

I think he's entitled
not to come at all.

That's your line
for the evening, now shut up.

Yes.

You know, one thing about
Rims I don't understand,

why does he only
take you out Monday nights?

Do you turn into a witch
the other six nights
of the week?

Well, Saturday night
he bathes.
All night?

I don't know.
I never watched him.

He isn't
a rich executive.

What about
his inventions?
Don't they pay off?

I told you, they're
commercially impractical,

and well, besides,
he has his pride.

A man in love has got
no right to have any pride.

And we'll do without
that comment from you.

Who says
we're in love?

We-- We like
each other a lot.

FLORRIE: Hasn't
he said anything?

Hasn't he
dropped a hint?

Maybe he has.
I'm not very good
at recognizing hints.

Well, hasn't he ever acted,
you know what I mean?

No, he hasn't.

Have you ever let him know
how you feel about the matter?

Florrie, you keep up
this cross-examination,

they'll be booming you
for president.

You've known each other
quite a while now,

you should've had him
ready to propose.

Why does he have to propose?
I never proposed. I married.

Listen, I went
through all this

before
Florrie married you.

See what you did.
I called up.

Carson City
doesn't go
on again till 11:50.

Oh.

Now we can all go to sleep
and set the alarm for 11:30.

( doorbell buzzing )

Oh,
it must be Rims.

I wish you would stop
interrupting

when I am trying
to talk to my sister

and giver her
some good advice.
You jabber when you talk.

Hello, Rims.

Hello, hello.

Pardon me, but which
way to the Philippines?

The Philippines?
Sure.

Buenos noches, señorita.

What are you
talking about?

Well, from now on
I'm speaking Spanish.

Remember that job I told you
about the Philippines?

Well, it's come through.
How do you like that?

Oh, oh,
that's wonderful.

I'll say.

Here's a six-page letter
of resignation

I've written to Martin's.
Half of it's in Spanish.

Buenos noches,
señoras y señores.

Don't be surprised
if your next silk petticoat
is made out of hemp.

Hemp, H-E-M-P.

What's the matter
with him?

Oh, he's going
to the Philippines.

When do you leave?

Oh, not for
a couple of days yet.

I have a lot of things to do:
tickets, clean shirts...

Say, instead of
going bowling,

how about coming
on a shopping spree

with me tonight, huh?

Oh, oh,
no, thanks, Rims.

I-- I was just telling the folks
I have a headache.

Yeah,
we all got headaches.

Oh, well,
that's too bad.

But I have to be at the
photographer's in 15 minutes,

but I'll see you
before I leave.

Say, I'm awfully sorry
about the bowling tonight.

Oh, Rims, the Philippines
is an awful lonely place

for a single man to be.

Huh?
Yeah, that's what I hear.

Well, I'll--
I'll get me a roommate.

So long, folks.

Oh...

Adios, señoras
y señores.

Adios,
you sawed-off señor.

Now you can come to the movies
with us, dear.

Oh, oh,
no, thanks, Mom.

Believe it or not,
I really have got a headache.

That young lady
needs some good advice.

Just a minute,
Florrie.

As one moviegoer to another,
let's get going.

Go on, Pop's right.

Mind your own business,
will you?

If I had 5 bucks, we'd go out
and get plastered.

Uh-huh.

Huh?

Uh-huh.

Uh-uh.

Uh-huh.

Hmm.

Sorry
if I talk too much.

Uh-huh.

( telephone ringing )

FLORRIE: But I'm just trying to
make it easier for you, dear.

You're in love with Rims,
aren't you?

BOBBY: No.
FLORRIE: Bobby,
you are in love with him.

BOBBY: I'm not in love
with anybody

who isn't in love
with me.

But he is.
No, he isn't.

If he was, he--
Oh, well, it doesn't matter.

Only I do wish
you'd leave me alone.
Bobby, I'm telling you,

you're going about this thing
in the wrong way.

Florrie, will you do me a favor
and mind your own business?

Let him go.
I'm not mad about it.

Oh, you're such a sap.

( telephone
continues ringing )

If I had another sister,
I'd disown you.

You haven't the least idea
what it's all about.

Hello?

Oh, hello.

This is Rims Rosson
speaking.

Hello, Mr. Rosson.

Yes, she is.

I don't know.
I...

I think
she's taking a bath.

BOBBY: Who is it?

Just a moment.
It's that guy
you weren't mad about.

Rims?

Why didn't you
tell me?

You let me
talk to him.

Quiet.
Hello.

Why, she's in the tub,
and I hate to...

Yes, she is going out.

Florrie!

No, I'm afraid it
isn't to your farewell party.

She has a date
with someone else.

You fibber!

This not being Monday night,
you understand.

I'm pretty sure
it's the Rainbow Room.

You give me that phone.

Hello.

Hello, Bobby.

Why, your sister said
you were taking a bath.

Yes, yes, I was,
but I heard the phone.

Well, aren't you
coming to the party?

Oh, of course
I'm coming to the party.

No, I haven't
any engagement.

It's just that
infernal sister of mine.

Anyway,
I'll be there, yes.

Goodbye.

Thanks, next time
I'll answer the phone myself.

Listen, he is in
love with you.

I know by his voice
over the phone.

Oh, you know everything.
I know this.

If you want him,
you can have him.

But he is going
to the Philippines

to invent silk
or something.
It will take years.

Don't let him go.
If he wants to go,
why shouldn't he?

He is free,
and he's young enough

to think he can
turn hemp into silk.

But you'd be much happier
if he stayed here, wouldn't you?

What difference
does that make?

Plenty.
You know what will happen.

Some other dame
will get him.

One of those hula-hula
or wicky-wicky numbers.

Oh, so what?
There's nothing
I can do about it.

Oh, yes, there is.

Bobby, if you knew just
half a dozen sentences

to say that would make him
propose to you tonight,

would you say them?

No, I wouldn't.

What kind of sentences?

Just a few simple ones.

Now you listen
to your older sister.

When he asks you if you were
really going out tonight,

tell him you were going out
with somebody named Fred.

I'd better
write it down for you.

Can you read
my shorthand?
I guess so, go on.

Well, you're going with Fred
to the Rainbow Room, see.

Now Rims
will ask you to stay.

Then you say you told Fred
to call you at the party,

and you'll call it off
when he telephones.

Then I'll telephone.
Isn't it easy?

Oh, Florrie,
you're wasting your time.

It's so silly,
I'm not a bit interested.

Well, then what?

Well, then he'll ask
if he can take you home,

and you suddenly
take out your hanky

and begin to
cry a little.

Cry?
Me?

Yes, you cry, and he'll ask you
what the matter.

And you say,

"Oh, I'm so tired
of everything, Rims,

and I'm afraid
I'm not very good company."

And he'll say,
"Oh, yes, you are,"

and he'll put his arm
around you.

Or would he?
Now how could he
help it?

Well, after that it gets easier
all the time.

You just say,
"Rims, dear,

sometimes you're the only person
in the world I can talk to."

That's good.

"Sometimes I can't bear to be
with anybody else."

Oh, Florrie,
I couldn't.

But that's exactly
what you've got to say,

and you go right on
and say, "Rims,

don't you ever get tired
of poor little me?"

Then he'll say "never,"
of course.

That's right.

And you say,
"You're such a darling."

And "it's going to be
awfully difficult."

What is?

That's what he'll say,
what is?

And you say
"marrying somebody else."

Then he'll draw back and say,
"You're getting married?"

And you say, "Well, a girl's
got to get married sometime,

you know,
while she's got chances."

And he'll say,
"Do you get many chances?"

And you'll say modestly,
"You know how it is,

not a month goes by,"
et cetera, et cetera.

And then you'll say...
No, no, I won't.

Yes, you will.

You'll say, "Well,
Fred wants me to marry him.

He's awfully
in love with me,

and I don't want to go on
working forever."

And then he'll say,

"Well, if you're getting
married this season,

why not marry me?"
And there you are.

I tell you
it's in the bag.

Oh, he'll never fall
for that.
Why not?

He isn't such a fool
for one thing, and for another,

I don't think
it's fair.

My darling, how do you think
people get married?

I don't know.
I'll say you don't.

Honestly, do you think a person
with any sense would fall

for a deliberate trap
like that?

Why, honey,
hundreds of thousands of them
fall for it every year.

Well, I think it's humiliating
and degrading,

and I'll have
nothing to do with it.
Good night!

You'll probably remember
the system anyway.

It comes natural.

♪♪ He's a jolly
good fellow ♪♪

♪♪ For he's a jolly
good fellow ♪♪

♪♪ Which nobody
can deny ♪♪

♪♪ Which nobody can deny,
which nobody can deny ♪♪

♪♪ For he's a jolly good fellow,
he's a jolly good fellow ♪♪

♪♪ For he's a jolly
good fellow ♪♪

♪♪ Which nobody
can deny ♪♪

( cheering )

Oh, pardon me.

Hello.

Hello.

I... I thought you'd
never get here.

Oh, well, well,
some friends called.

Oh, well,
let's check your coat.

Say,
that's a nice dress.

Why haven't I
seen that on before?

I just made it.

You made it?

I wish you'd make
my clothes for me.

You never asked me.

Oh.

Uh,
you don't want to dance.

Let's talk.
All right.

Your sister said you had
a previous engagement.

Well, I didn't.

You're a poor liar, Bobby,
if that's anything against you.

But I say
I didn't have a date.

Anyway, I feel sorry
for the other guy,

and sweet of you to turn down
the Rainbow Room for me.

Wait a minute,
I haven't turned it down yet.

You mean
he's coming here?

Oh, no, he's going to
telephone me here.

Oh, you know, I've been
wanting to talk to you.

I haven't seen you
for days.

That isn't my fault.

I know.

I've been pretty busy
getting ready for my trip.

I understand.

Have you got a match?

Sure.

Say, I wish you were
coming along with me.

Maybe you could
use a stenographer.

No, not a chance,
not on my salary.

Miss Halevy?
Are you Miss Halevy?

Why, yes.
Telephone.

For me?
Yes.

Hello?

Hello, Bobby,
Florrie.

Now let's see
how good you are.

Tell him you're busy,
will you?

Do you really want me
to stick around?

Sure, I do.

Fred, I'm awfully sorry,
but I can't go tonight.

You're all right,
keep it up.

No, no,
really I can't.

Oh, it isn't that, uh...

No, Fred, please
don't come over here.

I'll tell you
what I see.

Yeah, goodbye.

There.

That's swell of you,
Bobby.

You sure
you didn't want to go?

If I'd wanted to,
I would have.

I'm glad.

Something is
pressing on my mind.

Bobby, do you think
it's a good idea

me going
to the Philippines?

It's an awfully
good chance.

Well, what I mean is,

maybe I can invent
something really important,

something that will
revolutionize things.

And well,
that's why I am going.

Do you think I ought to?

It's an awfully
good chance.

I guess
I said that already.

It's a chance
of a lifetime.

Rims, we did have a good
spring together, didn't we?

Yeah.

Time certainly flew by.

Yeah, it's autumn now.

Bobby, my boat leaves
in the morning.

A thought strikes me.

I never kissed you.

Do you mind
if I kissed you goodbye?

Well, seeing
as it's a goodbye occasion.

Thank you.

Bobby?

Bobby?

Look what you've done
to my lipstick.

What's the matter?

Oh, Rims, I'm afraid
I'm not very good company.

Maybe you better
take me home.

Oh, yes, you are.

But what's wrong?

Well...

Well, Rims, sometimes
you're the only person

in the world
that I can talk to.

Yeah?

The only person
I can bear to be with.

Gee, that's a genuine
compliment.

Rims, don't you ever get
tired of poor little me?

What?

Well, I should
say not, never.

Oh, Rims,
you're such a darling.

Well, I wouldn't
say that.

Oh, oh, but you are, and--
and--

and it's going to be
awfully difficult.

What is?

Marrying somebody else.

You're getting married?

Well, well, a girl's
got to get married sometime

while she's got chances.

Do you get
plenty of chances?

Oh, oh, well,
well, you know how it is.

Why, hardly
a month goes by.

Don't tell me you're really
contemplating marriage,

I mean,
with somebody definite?

Well, well, Fred is awfully
in love with me and--

and well, Rims, I don't want
to go on working forever.

I see, yeah, I see.

I didn't know
you felt that way.

I thought when I got back
from the Philippines a success,

I was hoping
that maybe you and I...

Oh, no, Rims, no,
you go on to the Philippines.

That's what you were
cut out for, and me--

and me, well,
I'll get married

and live on Long Island,

and have a couple
of blonde kids.

Fred's blonde too,
you know,

and well, that's what
I was cut out for.

Gee, that sounds great.

I-I mean
the picture of marriage.

It sounds better
than the Philippines.

Oh, oh, no, no, Rims,
you go on.

You--
You must go.

Besides, Fred's asked me
to marry him.

Oh, what's wrong
with me asking you?

In fact,
I am asking you!

You are?

Yes!
Will you marry me?

Oh, well, Rims,
the Philippines?

Well, the Philippines
can go to the devil.

There's enough silk
in the world anyway.
Well, what do you say?

Well, I'll--
I'll have to think it over.

Well, you certainly
won't think it over.

Shh!
Quiet, please.

Herbie has
a few words to say.

Say it, Herbie.

Yeah.

Well, Rims, parting
is such sweet sorrow.

That's from Shakespeare,
a writer, one of the best.

And we thought,
well, well,

to cut a long
story short...

I can see he means
to take all night.

Here's the situation, Rims.

All of us kids got together
seeing you're taking a trip,

and donated
a sum pro rata

to get you these genuine
leather traveling bags.

The rest is in my heart,
and theirs.

Goodbye, and good luck.

Yeah.

( cheering )

Come on.
Speech.

Well, thank you very much.

I'm afraid I won't be
able to use these bags.

I'm not going
to the Philippines.

You're not going
to the Philippines.

Why not?
Well, what do you mean?

Well, I want you to meet
the future Mrs. Rosson.

( cheering )

Wait, wait!

What are we gonna do
with these bags?

They cost
a nice piece of coin.
What's the crying for?

I purposely told them
to leave out the initials.

Go on.
Kiss her, do something.

Come on.
Go on, kiss her.

Hey, you're certainly
getting a wonderful girl.

Good morning,
Mr. Ruxton.

Good morning,
Miss Rosson.

What's the trouble?

She's stalling all the time.

( engine revving )

( engine backfiring )

( engine revving continues )

Rims.

I was just about to anchor
the furniture down.

Oh, good morning,
darling.

Good morning.
I'm glad to see
you're up.

Say, whose idea was it
to live over a garage?

Now don't you complain,
this is the only flat

in New York City with a garden
for $22.50 a month.

It may have a garden,
but it's also got the DT's.

Rims, it's stuck again,

that automatic combination
lock of yours.

I get locked in here
10 times a day.

Still, it's not a bad idea.

You press a button
and the lock opens by itself

and nobody can come in
from the outside.

Yeah, but it takes an hour
and a half to get out
from the inside.

What will I do
in case of fire?

Well, just yell fire

and put on your
best-looking pajamas.

See.

Now get into your bath
and I'll fix you breakfast.

What have we got
this morning?

Eggs.
Eggs.

There you are.

Oh, thanks.

Say, you look
pretty good this morning.

It must be this
new shade of lipstick.

How long have we been
married, Bobby?

Well, let's see, we have paid
six installments on the radio,

that's six months.

Uh-uh, eight months.
We missed two payments.

What's the matter, Rims?
Don't you like the biscuit?

Just because
every young wife

is supposed to make
bad biscuits

is no reason you can't
break the tradition.

Oh, Rims,
nobody could cook

in a tiny combination
kitchen-bath like we have.

Just you wait till the landlord
builds a new one upstairs

and then you'll see.

Are you sure
you want that kitchen?

You won't have
an alibi then.

I won't need one.

And it's gonna cost us
$10 more a month in rent.

We're both working.
We can afford it.

Yesterday
when the landlord was here,

I made him
a cup of coffee.

After he tasted it
he said,

"I don't know what you folks
want a kitchen for,

you should
eat out more."

Maybe if both of us
got a raise, we could
do that too.

Oh, Rims.
Oh, I'm just kidding.

How about a kiss, huh?

Are you happy, Rims?

Oh, sure.
Why do you ask?

Oh, I'm just collecting
answers for the Gallup poll.

According
to the comic strips,

no married man
has a right to be happy,

but I'm happy.
I'm very happy.

How about you?

I'm not exactly
miserable myself.

Is that fair
to the comic strip writers?

We'll never tell them.

The European orders.

Gee, I'm worried.

The orders gets smaller
and smaller all the time.

It's the war.
You can't send
things over there

even if they have the money
to pay for them.

Wouldn't you think
people would get tired

of hearing speeches
and brass bands?

You'd think they'd stop
and realize how silly it all is.

If you ask me
it's psychological.

Yeah, people like to push
other people around,

especially the big ones
the little ones.

You know what I think?

I think if they had a couple
of football games

to go to on Saturdays,
they wouldn't
have any wars.

They could use up
their perspiration there

if you'll pardon
my manner of speaking.

( telephone ringing )

Hello. Mrs. Rosson?

Yes, sir,
she is right here.

Yes, sir, I'll tell her.

Mr. Norman, he wants
to see you in the office.

I wonder what for.

A friendly chat.
Oh!

Take it easy, he's got a wife
who understands him.

The inventory
ready by Monday.

Come in, Mrs. Rosson.
Sit down.

Thank you, Mr. Norman.

Well, how are things going
with you and Rims?

Marriage agreeing with him?

Oh, yes, we--
we like it

so well we're telling
all our friends about it.

Well, I'm glad
to hear it.

We have a great deal
to contend with these days.

Tough on people, what with
unemployment and war.

Oh, yes. Gertrude has a way
to end all wars,

the football games.

She says if everybody
went to a--

Yes, I suppose
she is amusing as usual.

But you see
the war has crippled

our European business badly.

Yes, I've been noticing.

With the result
that we have to cut down,

and we feel,
that is, Mr. Martin feels,

that where the husband
is already working,

the wife
should be let out.

Oh, I see.

Just a temporary measure,
of course.

We hope soon to resume
normal operations.

But in the meantime,
I'm forced to give you

your notice
as of tomorrow morning.

Tomorrow?

I'm sorry.

Thank you very much.

I know.

That's what he calls
a friendly chat.

It's only a job.

Bobby, it's no use...

Do you know
what we're going to do?

We're going
to celebrate.

Celebrate?
Yeah, celebrate.

Starting tonight, we're going
to celebrate in style.

Dad, you think
he's crazy too, don't you?

Sure, any man marrying
to the Halevy family

is a little insane.

Wait a minute,
you don't get my idea.

Look, Rims,
I lost my job.

What are we celebrating?

The fact I can sleep
late every morning?

Well, we can celebrate
that too if you want to,

but mainly it's because
you lost your job.

Crazy, I told you.
No, no, I'm not crazy.

Look, that's what we're
going to do from now on.

Celebrate every bad break
that comes into our life.

Not the good ones,
there won't be enough of those,

just the things
that crush most people.

That's what
the Rossons celebrate.

Don't you see that?
Oh, Rims.

Don't you get it?
It's thumbing our noses

at everything that's hitting us
and keeping us down,

don't you see that?

Yeah, yeah, Rims.
Yes, I see.

Well, then let's eat.

( hammer pounding )

Gee, what time is it?

7:00.

Gee, we certainly must have
celebrated last night.

There's an awful
hammering in my head.

Oh, me too.

Not only that, I feel as if
I'm being sawed in half.

Me too, I hope
it's the same half.

Rims, it's the carpenters.

They're starting
on the new kitchen.

Don't you think you ought
to say something?

Holy cats!

Gee, I don't know
what to say.

What do you think
I ought to say?

Oh, you'll think
of something.

Huh?

Good morning.

Oh, good morning.

Good morning.
Good morning.

Sorry, we woke
you folks up,

but we want to get
this thing started.
That's quite all right.

Yeah, as soon
we get the framework up,
it won't be so noisy.

I'm sure of it,
but you see, fellas,

we have to call it off.

Oh, now wait a minute.
What's a little noise?

We'll have this thing up
in a few days,

you'll have
yourself a love nest.

It'll be
just like a dream.

We still have to call
the whole thing off.

Why?
What's the matter?

Well, you see we--
we can't afford it.

Can't afford, why not?

Well, there was
two salaries coming in,
now there's only one.

Oh. Did you get that?
Yeah.

And what's my little lady
going to say?

When I left her
this morning,

she said, I'll bet you
don't work today.

Maybe she was right.

Yeah. Now what
am I going to tell her?

Oh, what's the use
of complaining?
Come on.

Let's get around
the Strand Theater

before they change
the morning prices.

Sorry, fellas.

It's all right, buddy.
Better luck next time.

My wife must be psychic.

For your hope chest.

I guess this is what
the judge meant

when he said for better
or for worse.

Personally I thought
he was kidding.

Rims, did you ever see
a scene in a picture

where the whole world
was against two people

trying to pull them apart?

I think there was one picture
in which I didn't see it.

Well, that's how I feel.

Like we were standing
high on a rock,

and there was thunder
and lightning

and the wind
was howling, but--
but we wouldn't care

because--
because we'd have each other.

We'd not only have each other,
we'd have pneumonia too.

Uh, darling,
while we're out here,

how about taking
a sunbath, huh?

Oh, no, you'll be late
to the office, come on.

What a door.

I don't like the expression
on your face.

You look troubled.

BOBBY: I'll give you
the bad news in just a minute.

( engine backfiring )

It's slowly
dawning upon me

why we got
this apartment so cheap.

( hammer pounding )

( engine revving )

Glad somebody
is working overtime.

Well, the treasurer's
report is all ready..
Want to hear it?

Spare me
the horrible details.

We earn $101 a month,
and we spend $108.

Well, at least
it's round numbers anyway.

But Rims,
what are we going to do?

Either we've got to cut down
on expenses or earn more money.

That's the only way we can keep
our heads above water.

Why try?
It might be
pleasanter underwater.

Oh, please Rims,
I'm serious.

So I'm clowning.

We need a balanced
diet anyway.

Rims, you know
what I've been thinking?

Make it good.

Well, I was thinking that
if I don't get a job pretty soon

and we don't win
the sweepstakes,

well, there is still my daybed
at home, it pulls out.

No, I-I was just thinking
that two can sleep in it

as uncomfortably as one.

Listen, if it ever
comes to the point

where we have to live
with your folks--

$101 coming in
and $108 going out,

it may come
to that pretty soon.

Yes, Rims, it may.

Gee, six people
and one bathroom.

We'll need
ration cards to get in.

Well, what do you think
marriage is, a pretty
postcard picture?

Lots of people
get married

and go through
what we're going through.

All right, I have
a right to complain
about it, haven't it?

All right, complain!

All right, I am.

All right!

Oh, Bobby,
what's the matter with us?

When I'm at the office
I keep thinking

about coming home
and seeing you.

When I get here, we always
get into an argument.

I don't know, Rims,
it's the same way with me.

All day long, I think
how marvelous it will be

when you
come home and--

and then you do
and it isn't marvelous at all.

It's a problem.

Well, Dad always says
when you have a problem

you can't solve,
go to bed and ignore it.

Yeah, but your father
doesn't live over a garage.

Oh, Rims, we left the lights
on in the living room.

Well, I like
to leave 'em on,

it makes me feel like
a spendthrift.

Listen, we can use
the money

better than
the electric company.

All right,
but if I was single

I'd leave them on
just as a gesture.

Rims, come here.

Sit down.

Rims, do you
ever feel sorry

about not going
to the Philippines?

Oh, no, I never give it
a thought.

Even if you had gone,
I know it's more practical

than your other ideas;
still, silk from hemp.

Well, I was pretty sure
it would work.

I'd get silk
or pretty close to it.

As a matter of fact
they're getting it from almost

everything these days:
coal, vegetables,

well, everything.

I never should've
let you marry me.

I should've made you go.

Hey, that's treason.

I did want to go.

Yes, I know.

But then that night
at the party, well, I--

I just had to have you,
that's all.

No, it was my fault, I--
I just had to have you.

You know,
sometimes I almost wish

I was somebody else's wife.

Then-Then you could
be my boyfriend,

and-and you could
come to see me.

Well, I-I don't
know about that.

Oh, not really, I mean,
but don't you see
it would be better

because then you'd
always like me,

and you'd always
want to see me,

and we'd have to scheme
to meet places

and-and you'd hate
the old brute that owned me.

Yeah, but I'm the old brute
that owns you.

Well, I didn't mean it
that way.

You're not an old brute.

You're the dearest,
sweetest guy in the world.

Well, if you feel
that way about it,

what do we care
if we're rich or poor?

Ain't it the truth.

Kiss me.

Rims, I--
I think you can turn

the light out
in here too.

There you are,
sign here please.

Thanks.

Would you mind saving those
stamps for me, Mrs. Rosson?

I'm a philatelist,
you know.

Oh, sure.

Thanks.

Dr. Cramer wants to see you
again in about a month.

I'll call you
to remind you.

Oh, would you mind
calling me during the day?

I'd rather my husband
didn't know just yet.

Oh, certainly.

Goodbye, Mrs. Rosson.

Goodbye.

Rims!

Oh, hello, Bobby.

Didn't you see me pass?

No, I-I didn't notice you.

Most men whistle
when I go by.

Did you just
get home from work?

Yeah.

What are you
doing out here?

Oh, just thinking.

You can think
upstairs too.

What have you got there?

Oh, just cold cuts.

Mom called up
this morning

and I expect the family
for dinner.

Oh, that's nice,

but how would you like to go
out and celebrate tonight?

Bad news?

Uh-huh.

Norman called me in

and presented me
with a 10% cut.

Oh, Rims.

But he says
it's only temporary.

In a month it may have
to be a 20% cut.

Whoopee.

It seems that three more ships
were sunk today.

I don't get
the connection.

Anyway, we're still
on that rock together.

Yeah, but how it's raining.

I'll tell you
what we'll do.

I'll go to the store
and I'll get some chops

and some confetti
and some tin horns
and we'll all celebrate.

You go upstairs
and peel the potatoes.

I don't mind
taking a cut, but gee,

somebody else's war.

Well, don't take it out
on the potatoes,
just the skins.

Oh, hello,
Willie, come in.

Thank you.

I thought it was Bobby.

Sit down.

No, thank you,
I'll stand.

What's biting you?

I have a bill here for
$73.28 which you owe to

the Fishker and Vandenberg
Furniture Company.

They've turned the bill
over to me for collection.

Messrs.
Fishker and Vandenberg
have made a wise choice.

Frankly, I'm worried
about this bill.

Why should you worry
for three other guys.

Let them do
their own worrying.

What do you intend
doing about this bill?

I'll pay it
when I have the money.

And when will that be?
Better ask my boss
about that.

He just presented me
with a 10% cut.

You know the law in this state
concerning unpaid bills?

No, but I'm willing
to let you tell me.

The law provides
for a full civil action

against deadbeats
like you.

A judgment
can be obtained.

We can garnish your salary,
attach your property,

and then hold you
in contempt of court if--

( clock chimes )

It's 6:00.

I'm on my own time now.

Let the whole
thing drop.

You got a drink?
No.

What's the idea
of calling me a deadbeat?

Well, professionally
to me you're a deadbeat.

Personally I like you.

Till 6:00,
I'll hound you to death.

After that you're
my brother-in-law.

You had me worried
for a while.

Well, I guess you're just
doing your duty to your clients.

Fishker
and Vandenberg?

Ah, I don't care
if you never pay those heels.

Say, what was
that about a 10% cut?

Starts tomorrow.

In a month, it may be 20.

Just one thing
after another.

I guess you'll have
to sell the yacht.

When I was single
I never had an unpaid bill.

Now I'm always broke.

Two can live as cheap as one,
if one don't eat.

Yeah.

You know, Willie,
things are just piling up on me.

Me too.

Marriage, it's something
they slipped over on us

while we were
in the trenches.

Oh, marriage
is all right,

I guess, but not
for poor people.

It ain't even all right
for rich people.
They're humans too.

Someday we men will get
together and revolt.

The only way we can stage
a revolt is to have the Army
and Navy behind us.

And most of those
boys are single.

That's right.

Funny thing
though, Willie,

I'm still in love
with Bobby.

I'll tell you something
even funnier.

I'm really in love
with Florrie.

Maybe it's the times.

Maybe it's us.

Maybe it's us
and the times.

Maybe it's everything.

Say, we're talking as if we
had a couple of drinks in us.

It's an idea.

Let's start a revolt
with a few beers

before the family
gathering.

All right,
we'll go out the back way.

Say, how much
dough you got on you?

Oh, about a dollar.

I've got two,
that makes three.

We can't stage
much of a revolution on $3.

Well, the air is like wine.

We'll go out
and breathe deep.

FLORRIE:
This is a fine dinner party,

where could
he have gone?

BOBBY: I don't know.

Well, it's 9:20.
If you ask me,
we're being stood up.

I say let's eat.

If I'd known we were going
to wait like this,

I'd have
brought my knitting.

Here, Mom, eat an olive.

Don't worry, Bobby,
Rims can take care of himself.

Well, I hope
nothing's happened to him.

That's not
what I'm hoping.

Maybe we ought
to call the police.

Do you think we ought
to bother them?

They work so hard.

Say, you two didn't have
a fight or anything, did you?

Of course not.

Are you sure?
What was the last
expression on his face?

Well, he was pretty unhappy
about taking the cut.

It that all?
Yes, that's all!

You can tell us, you know,
we're still in the family

unless you're
ashamed of us.

Florrie, I tell you we didn't
have an argument.

Don't lie to me,
something happened.

Rims just doesn't
walk out of the house.

Oh, Florrie.

( cries softly )

I'll bet something
did happen.
I'll find out.

Why can't you
leave the girl alone?

Now don't get
sore, Bobby.

I'm only trying to help.
You can tell me.

You and Rims aren't
getting along, are you?

Whatever made
you think that?

Ten years of married
life made me think that.

We're getting along as well as
can be expected on $22.50

a week minus 10%.

Oh, if it's just the
money, you'll be all right.

Florrie, I'm afraid
I'm gonna lose him.

No, you won't.
A few bumps won't
bust up any marriage.

It will ours.

He didn't want to get
married in the first place.

He was tricked into it.

A marriage like that
can't take those bumps.

You know what I think?

I think it's time for you
to resort to female tactic

number one, a baby.

There's nothing like a good
fat baby to tie a man down.

What are you laughing at?

Nothing, nothing,
only that's a trick, isn't it,

like the questions
on the pad?

Sure, it's a trick.

But that's not
what you're laughing at.

No.

No, it isn't.
( laughing )

Bobby,
what's the matter?

Dad?
Bobby?

Dad?
Dad?

Hmm, what's the matter?

( loud bang )

FLORRIE:
Bobby, there he is.

This way, pal.

Thank you, pal.

It's locked.

That's a remarkable
invention.

Tell them, that's what
you've got, tell them.

Shh!
That's right.

That's right,
they may be here already.

Let's take a look, huh?

Not a soul.

We're perfectly safe.

Have a seat, pal.

Thank you, pal.

When they do get here,

we'll be very stern
with them

about being late.

Why can't people
be on time?

Time, time is relative.

I read a book once.

Did I read it
or did I write it?

I never wrote
anything before,

I guess
I must've read it.

Where are those potatoes
we were peeling?

FLORRIE:
Now you listen to me, pal.

Anyway there's a very dull
chapter in this book

which I shall describe
to you in detail.

Willie!

Do you hear anything?

Not a thing.

Must be my conscience.

To continue--

My conscience is
developing a punch.

You listen to me,
Willie Sands.

Rims, I don't think
we are alone.

( gasps )

Mrs. Livingstone,
I presume.

Don't you Mrs. Livingstone
with me.

Willie,
have you had a drink?

Frankly, I'm too drunk
to remember.

Wait till I get
you home.

When you get him
home, Florrie,

you'll tuck him
into bed with honor.
The boys are wonderful.

I haven't see
a real drunk
since repeal.

Best thing about this guy
is his understanding heart.

That's right,
understanding heart.

Hey, Popsy, did you
hear about my cut?

Yes, I heard
all about your cut.

Well, that's what Willie
and I were celebrating about.

We took a trip
to the Philippines.

Yes, sir, had a drink
in every stopover--

Newark, Philadelphia,
Pittsburgh.

At Kansas City, the bartender
had to give us credit.

Such nonsense.

That's right.

And you know
what else we did?

We made the rounds
of all the hotel lobbies,

just for an experiment,
you understand.

Just to see how many people
recognized me.

But who recognized me?
Who?

Nobody.

Not a single individual.

In fact, not a soul.

I could've been
in the Philippines right now,

giving orders instead of taking
and working and doing something.

Yeah, maybe.

You know who I am?

I'll tell you who I am.

I'm just the guy that
missed the boat on everything.

Now I'll tell you
folks something else...

I'm not in the very
best condition.

Oh, Dad!

Is he hurt?

Poor fellow.
No.

He'll be all right.
Yeah.

We'll put his head
under the pot.

Hey, we who are
about to lie down salute you.

Oh, no, you don't.
Mom, give me a hand.

Willie!

Let me go.
I want to see my pal.

Dad, give me a pillow,
will you?

You can't take me home.
Willie.

We'll drink
from the same bottle

and we'll sleep
in the same bed.

Oh, Willie.

I'll get a wet towel.

Thanks, Bobby,
for a lovely dinner.

Good night, pal.

Come on, Willie.

Don't worry,
Bobby dear.

Oh, no, no,
Mom, I won't.

You go on with the others,
good night.

Good night, darling.

Now just let him rest.

I'd better
get Willie home

before he goes off
on another tour.

( moans )

I'm sorry, Bobby.

That's all right, Rims.

Now you go to sleep.

I'm glad
one of us celebrated.

Hello, Bobby.

Did you see
my glasses around?

Did you forget them?
Mm-hmm.

They're right
in your pocket.

Well, I had to have
some excuse to be alone

with my daughter
for a few minutes.

How's the boyfriend?

Oh, sound asleep.

He'll be all right
in the morning.

That's not
what I'm worrying about.

We're moving in
with you folks tomorrow.

Do you have to?
We're pretty awful people.

We're a month
behind in the rent now.

( sighs )
I suppose
it's all my fault.

At my age I should've
been a rich man,

president of Martin's.

If you were
president of Martin's,

you wouldn't have
let me marry Rims.

I shouldn't have
let you marry anybody.

Marriage is no love affair,
my dear.

It's a house,
bills, dishpans,

and family quarrels.

That's the way
the system beats you.

They beat the wedding
and the romance,

hang a 300-pound landlord
around your neck

and drown you
in grocery bills.

If you're in love with a man,
sow a few oats.

Why the devil
should the boys

have a monopoly
on violence?

Yes, I see.

Maybe I should--

No, no,
I shouldn't have said that.

Marriage is fine.
It's grand.

It's the cornerstone
of progress,

backbone of civilization.

Don't you believe
anything against it.

I won't if you tell me.

Dad?
What?

Getting married stopped him
from the only real thing

he wanted to do,
and I tricked him into it.

Oh, I've heard
all about that,

but show me one man
who ever got married

because it was
his own idea.

If he were free,

he could go
to the Philippines right now.

He got a letter.

I didn't tell him.

Do you think I should?

Do you want him to go?

Well, I...

Do you want to lose him?

No.

Then don't say a word.

But isn't that
another trick?

Sure, it is. You started
married life on one,

now you'll find one trick
will pile up on another.

I guess you're right.

Florrie just suggested
even another trick to hold him.

She said I should start
thinking about having a baby.

Oh, did she?
Well, your sister's right.

That will hold him,
I'll vouch for that.

Could you stand
a good joke on Florrie?

Mm-hmm.

I am going
to have a baby.

Bobby!
A-Are you sure?

Does Rims know?
No.

Then tell him,
and you can tell him
too about the letter.

He'll stay.
It's simple.

Oh, yes,
it's simple, he'll stay.

He'll become
the usual doting father.

In time he'll forget
silly things

like turning
hemp into silk.

Oh, he'll be
tied down all right.

Are you proud of me,
Father?

Bobby?

What is it, dear?

Oh, is there
any aspirin in the house?

I don't think so.

I'll run down to the drugstore
and get some.

Wait a minute, Popsy.

Don't you Popsy me.

Put 'em up, young man.

Get yourself
a reputation first.

I hand you the pearl
of Washington Heights.

When I come back I'll beat
the stuffing out of you.

Stuffing's
all out of me already.

Then I'll beat it
back into you.

You better come inside,
dear, you'll catch cold.

Oh, nothing can make me
feel any worse than I feel now.

Can I get you
something hot to drink?

No, thanks.

I think the aspirin
will fix me up.

You know, a little while back
I was seeing you double

and both of you
were beautiful.

Thanks.

Here, let me help you.

Rims, there's something
I've got to talk to you about.

Yeah, what?

We can't stay here
any longer.

We're behind
last month's rent.

We can't pay this month's,
and next month is almost here.

We've got to get out.

Gee, isn't there anything
we can do about it?

Nothing except move in
with the folks.

Holy cats.

How did all this
happen to me?

Did I bother anybody?
Who's got it in for me?

Well, I've lived
in hall bedrooms before,

but at least
they were my own.

Well, all right then,
do something about it.

Don't take the cut.

Tell Norman you get
your full salary or you quit.

Sure,
I'm indispensable to them.

Martin's can't open
their doors without me.

Listen, they fire me
and their stock goes up.

Well,
then get another job.

There are other things
you can do

and there's a million jobs
in New York.
Name one.

Well, Rims, if you're just
going to sit in that chair
and adopt that attitude--

I'm not adopting
any attitude!

Listen,
I hate the job at Martin's.

I hate any other job.

There's only one thing
I want to do and I can do.

Oh, what's the use?

Rims, there's something else
I want to tell you.

Yeah, what?

That job in the Philippines,
it's still open.

What did you say?

I said that
job in the Philippines,

it's still open.
How do you know?

A letter came for you
this morning.

I read it.
This morning?

But that's the answer
I've been waiting for.
Where is it?

I tore it up.

You tore it?
You tore it up?

I didn't mean to,
Rims, honest,

I just couldn't help myself.

What was the idea?
I was afraid.

Afraid of what?
Afraid I'd run out on you?
Yes.

Well, you don't have
to worry about that.
I'll stick around.

I'm trapped, trapped,
just as if I was a...

I'm...

I'm sorry, Bobby.

You know how it is,
with a married guy.

Well,
you can't do the...

Well, things kind of
close in on you.

You know what I mean.

Sure,
I know what you mean.

Ah, how about a kiss,
huh?

And you relax,
and I'll fix the dishes.

Rims?

Rims, I've been thinking,
maybe we'd be happier...

Well, it's worked
with lots of people.

Maybe if we...

If we what?

If we had a baby.

A baby?

That's a brainstorm.

Well, where did you
get that idea?

Well, Rims, when a woman's
really in love with a man,

the thing she wants
most is to have a child.

That's very nice, Bobby,

but use your head,
it's simple arithmetic.

We haven't got enough
to get along on now.

I-I know, but people
say a baby brings luck,

and the baby wouldn't care
if we were rich or poor.

I know,
but I care, I care a lot.

When you have a kid,

you want to give it
some advantages.

Well,
what could we do for it?

What could
we do with it?

Where could we put it?

But Rims,
there's a million people

getting along
with less than we have.

I know, but by
the skin of their teeth.

I don't call that living.

Bobby, it's ridiculous.

But Rims, maybe--

I tell you it's impossible.
For heaven's sakes, forget it.

Maybe you're right.

Well, what's the matter,
Bobby?

Nothing, Rims.

We'll forget about it,
just as you say.

Well, wait a minute.

I didn't know
you felt that way.

Well, there's nothing
I'd like better.

It's crazy,
but maybe we...

Bobby, you're not--
you're not gonna have...

Oh, no, no, no,
Rims, I'm not.

Tell me the truth.

Honest, I'm not,
I swear it.

Don't lie to me, why'd you
bring it up if you're not?

I-I was just trying
to rope you in, Rims.

I was afraid I was
going to lose you,

and I was trying to find a way
to hold on to you,
but I won't do it.

If I can't keep you
on the level,

then I'll just
have to lose you.

What are you
talking about?

Honest, there isn't
any baby, Rims,

you've got to believe me.

It-It was just a trick.
Trick?

Well, people don't trick about
a serious matter like babies.

That's exactly
what I was doing,

and it isn't
the first time.

I never should've married you.
I tricked you into that too.

What are you saying?

I tricked you,
I tricked you!
Can't you understand?

Those questions, they were
all prepared, rehearsed.

What questions?
What goes on?

The night of the party,
the night on the balcony,

all that stuff about Fred,
it was lies.

Couldn't you see?

There never was
any Fred or anybody else.

It was just a trick
to rope you into marrying me

to keep you from going
to the Philippines.

Holy cats.

Well, I'm glad you know.

I couldn't keep it in me
any longer.

I remember now.

It comes to me
like a flash, roped in.

How do you like that?

Boy, oh, boy!

And you were the girl that was
so honest I fell in love with,

the girl who wouldn't lie
to me about her age,

the girl who wouldn't
let me take a taxi,

the girl I-I felt
so comfortable with,

I'd show her
the holes in my socks.

Roped in,
how do you like that?

Boy, oh, boy, oh, boy!

Well, all right,
we'll wash everything clean.

We'll call it quits.
You're still single,
you never met me

and you never
took me bowling.

You can go
to the Philippines,

and there's nobody
and nothing to stop you.
You're free!

What is this?
Another trick?

I'm only telling you this
so you can go.

Don't press me,
I'm contemplating it seriously.

Well, go on,
what's keeping you?

Pack your bags and go.

All right, I will.

Boy, what a fella gives up
when he gets married.

As long as he's single,
he owns the earth,

but when he's married
his time's not his own,

his money
is not his own.

He's got to keep on working
whether he wants to or not.

When I got tired
of a job before, I just quit,

that was all.

I could've been
in the Philippines right now,

but no,
I had to let you rope me in.

Boy, oh, boy, oh, boy!

Boy, oh, boy, oh, boy!

If you think a man gives up
a lot when he gets married,

so does a girl,
and don't you forget it.

I spend the whole day here

taking care
of this place for you,

cooking your meals
and washing your dishes.

We never go anywhere
because we can't afford it,

and every time
I spend a dime, I feel guilty.

It's degrading,
that's what it is.

Throw it up to me,
I don't earn enough.

That's right,
throw it up to me.

Well, you don't!

All right,
I'll go to a place where I can.

And all I got to say
is that we're lucky

we hadn't got anything
to tie us together.

Yes, we're lucky,
we're very lucky.

A baby.
Boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.

Roped in, I ought to have
my head examined.

3-2-1.

Goodbye!

Bobby?

Bobby?

I had to go four blocks
before I could find
a cut-rate drugstore.

Where's Rims?

He's gone.

What do you mean gone?
Where?

A hotel I suppose,
then Manila.

Manila?
That's crazy.

How could
he leave you now?

I told him he could.

You...

You told him you were gonna
have a baby, didn't you?

No, I didn't.

Then I certainly will.

No.
No, let's don't.

It--
It's just another trick

even though
it's one of nature's.

I'm through with tricks.

Will you take me home?

Where's your coat?

Here.

Are you proud of me now,
Father?

You crazy fool, no.

( sobbing )

All right.

All right.

But, Gertrude,

just because Bobby and Rims
came to a parting of the ways,

must you take it out
on me?

Please, Mr. Smith,

I find your presence
here very stuffy.

Please eliminate
yourself at once

if you'll pardon
my manner of speaking.

Go figure out women.
What's the matter?

I was personally
instrumental

maybe in the disruption
of their marriage?

Here he is now.

I won't even say
hello to him.

Hello, Rims.

Oh, hello,
Herbert.

Oh, I could punch you
in the nose

for what you did
to my love life.

You better hurry up
and do it.

My boat leaves
at midnight

when the tide
comes in or goes out,
I don't know which.

And Bobby left alone
here in New York.

I suppose you're not even
going to spend a nickel

to call her up
and wish her bon voyage.

I'm calling her tonight.

Oh, a regular
cavalier.

Sure you're not going
to reverse the charges?

I thought you wasn't even
going to say hello to him.

I didn't say
hello to him,

and I'm not going
to say goodbye to him.

But in between
I can tell him a few things.

Don't mind Gertrude,
she don't mean
90% of what she says.

I'll meet you
at the boat at 11:30.

Gertrude, please!

Oh, hello, Rims.

Oh, hello, Pop.

I hear you're
sailing tonight.

Yeah, at midnight.

How's Bobby?
Awful.

Well, I don't feel exactly
like a rose myself.

Will you tell her I'll call her
later this evening?

Sure.

Have you got a minute?

Yeah.

Glad to see
you're not angry.

Huh?
At what?

Oh, everything,
the trick.

Oh, no,
I'm not angry at the trick.

As a matter of fact,
after thinking it over,

I'm flattered.

Nobody else ever
wanted me that much.

Isn't there any way
you can take her with you?

What would we live on?
Bananas?

If I only had some extra money,
a thousand would do,

we could stretch it out.

I've got $130
in the bank in dimes.

How far could you
stretch that?

Who's the villain
in the piece, Pop?

Certainly it isn't Bobby.

I don't think it's me.

See,
I've tried hard enough.

It could be me.

Oh...

Any father-in-law with only
$130 in the bank is a heavy.

No, it's not you, Pop.

Well, I guess
it's the $1.000 I haven't got.

Now you're getting warm.

There must be a simple
solution to it somewhere.

It's only $1.000.

Lots of people got $1.000.

Lots of people haven't.

And of all the people
who haven't got $1.000,

I haven't got it the most.
Well, it's all over.

Rims, there's something
about Bobby you got to know.

What?

No, I'm not the one.

She'll have
to tell you herself.
Tell me what?

Ah, forget it,
it's not that important.

Goodbye.

I'm glad to have
had you in the family

for a while anyway.

Give my love
to the rest of the folks.

Ain't it a mess?

Why don't you sit down
and relax, Dad?
Bobby's all right.

What time did you
say she left?
Just after dinner.

Only, she didn't
have any dinner.

Did she say
where she was going?

She's just walking up
and down the street.

I don't know what good
that's going to do.

At least she won't
have to listen to her sister

telling her it's
all for the best.

I know a couple of things
that could happen to you

that would be
all for the best.

Don't tempt me,
they may happen.

Very funny.
Say, don't do that, Florrie.

You know
I've got a weak heart.

Will you straighten up,
Henry?

I want to see
if this sweater--

Oh, for heaven's sake,
Myrtle, stop bothering me
with that nonsense.

Well, how can I finish it?
I don't care!

Henry!
I don't care
if you never finish it!

Dad, you're taking
this whole thing

much harder
than Bobby is.

What if I am?
I hate to see Bobby
go through all this.

One Halevy has
a right to be happy.

( clattering )

That must be Bobby.

What did I say?
Oh, Mom.

Hello, Bobby.

Hello, Dad.

How about your dinner?

I don't want
anything to eat,

I'm too tired.

Did Rims call?

Not yet.
He said he would.

He will.

Oh, Dad.

Oh, Bobby.

Bobby?

That's not like you.

Come and lie down
in Florrie's room.

Hmm?
Have a rest.

Come on, Bobby,
you're taking
this much too hard.

Would you like to hear
a few proverbs or something?

A few maxims?
No.

Good, because
I don't know any.

I don't know,
I don't feel sorry for you.

Me, I feel
sorry for myself.

I guess what's happening to you
is the final defeat for me.

Do you know
when I stopped living?

When I was 43.

I realized then what the end
of my life would be,

exactly what it
had been up to then.

You know, repetitious,

dull, completely
worthless to anyone.

Dad...
Yes, it is.

But at least there was
one thing left for me.

I could see to it that
it didn't happen to you.

Oh, Florrie, well,
she can take care of herself.

But I had a different sort
of life path for you, not this.

None of your dad's pitfalls.

Please, Dad.

Yeah.

I was going to see to it.

I can't even scrape up
the few pennies

to keep you
and Rims together.

Only $1.000.

Dad!

Huh?

What's the matter?

I guess I'd better
get out of here

or I will be
giving you proverbs.

Why, you haven't done
that since you were a kid.

Did I do that?
I don't remember.

You wouldn't.

It's what I live for.

It's a father's privilege
to remember.

Henry,
where are you going?

Oh, I-- I got a call to do
some work at the store.

Oh, that's too bad.

Well, it means overtime.

Well, try and get back
as early as you can.

Myrtle, I'm sorry
I lost my temper.

When?

You know, before,
about the sweater.

Oh, that,
I never listen to you anyway.

Yeah,
that's the best way.

How's it coming?

Getting along.

Looks good.

Thank you.

Wish Bobby and Rims
would get together.

I want to start a sweater
for him too.

Well,
maybe you will.

Night, Myrtle.

Good night, Henry.

Good night, dear.

Oh, Henry, you'll probably
be back before we are.

We're going
to the movies.

Good night,
Mr. Halevy.

Good night.

Hello, Mrs. Rosson.

This is Pete,
the night watchman

down at the store.
Yeah.

Your father
had an accident.

Oh, where is he?

He's at the City Hospital.

Oh, thanks.

( telephone ringing )

Hello.

Hello, Bobby,
this is Rims.

Rims,
I can't talk to you now.

Something's
happened to Dad.

Where is he now?

City Hospital.
Please.

Then I shut off the power.

The brakes wouldn't hold.
She was still going down.

It's the second time
it happened this year.

But they were supposed
to fix the brakes,
weren't they, Pete?

Yes, they were,
but that didn't help any.

The whole system
is no good.

Well, what was
he doing upstairs?

I-I don't know.

I thought he had gone
home for the night.

How is he, doctor?

Well,
he's shaken up a bit.

But it doesn't seem
to be anything serious.

I'll have a look
at the x-rays

and let you know
more about it.

You may go in now.

Thanks.

Dad?

Hello, Bobby.

Hello, Rims.

You bookkeepers,
how do you feel?

My arm hurts a bit.

I guess I'm all right.

You gave me a pretty
big scare, Mr. Halevy.

Did I, Pete?
Yes.

Well, I'm glad
you're okay now.

Well, I have
to get back to work.

See you soon,
Mr. Halevy.

Good night, all.

Oh, Pete.

Thanks, Pete.

Oh, forget it.

Good night.

Good night.

Where's Mother and...

Oh, they're
still at the movies.

Good.

What were you doing up
on the 10th floor?

Oh, I went up
to get a ledger,

the store vault's up there.

Dad,
that was no accident.

What are you saying,
Bobby?

She's just being silly,
isn't she, Pop?

Sure.

Why did you do it?

Oh, well, I thought
that you and Rims,

with the compensation money...

I guess I couldn't even put
over a little thing like that.

Well, I got bad news
for you, Mr. Halevy.

The x-rays
don't show a thing.

I think you can go home
in the morning.

Oh, thanks, doc.

Couldn't I go home now?

I'd like to be
with my family tonight.

Why, I suppose so,

but you'd better rest
for an hour or two first.

Gee, do I have to, doc?

Yes, you better, dear.

You go to sleep,
I'll be outside.

It isn't every girl
who can have a crazy father.

Thank you, doctor.

Rims?

What a thing to do.

Yeah.

What a guy!

Your boat leaves at 12:00,
doesn't it?

Yeah.

Gee, the hour hand
is off now.

It's 20 minutes
to 11:00.

You haven't
got much time.

That's right.
I still have some
packing to do.

Don't you think
you better hurry.

Bobby.

No, no, Rims.

Let's not talk
about it anymore.

There's still no answer.

I hope you'll be happy,

and I hope
you'll turn hemp into silk,

and I hope it will be
commercially practical.

I'm sorry our marriage
wasn't commercially practical.

Bobby, seeing that
this is a goodbye occasion...

Mrs. Rosson,
your father wants to see you.

He says he can't sleep.

Thank you.

I have to go now.

Goodbye, Rims.

Goodbye, Bobby.

Thank you.

Rims!

I thought you
went home to pack.

I did, but on my way down
to the boat, I got to thinking.

Any guy that did what you
did to keep two kids together,

then nothing in the world
has a right to keep us apart.

Nobody has to try to bump
themselves off for us.

I'll find something.

I got a new idea for that
combinational lock of mine.

I'll work on it.

If it's a flop,
I'll try something else.

If we can't get
to the Philippines this year,

we'll get there next.

If we can't get
there next year,

what the heck,
we're Saturday's children.

We've a long way to go.

We're young.

That's the best guarantee
for the future.

And don't give me
any of that

"we're on a rock
and it's raining" business.

It won't rain for
a while yet.

Bobby, I think
you can tell him now.

Tell me what?

You'd better
sit down, dear.

No.

Yes.

Boy, oh, boy, oh, boy!