All language subtitles for All.In.A.Nights.Work.1961.BluRay.1080p.AC3.x264.eng

( thrilling, madcap theme
playing )

( pleasant theme playing
softly )

Oh, well, none of us
can live forever.

Remarkable man, the colonel.

A girl's earring.

Remarkable.

Hmmm.

What a lovely sunrise.

Too bad he just missed it.

( ringing )

( groans )

Hello.

Yes, this is Mr. Tony Ryder.

He did?

When?

I see.

I see, yeah.
Thanks for calling.

Bad news, sweetie?

Yeah. My uncle, honey.

Look, you-- You better
leave, sweetheart.

Get going.
But don't--

But-- Tony!
That's all right.

You call me later.

But, Tony--

Goodbye.

But, Tony, I live here.

( snap )

( bold, dramatic theme playing )

Take a look, Mr. O'Hara.

( Irish accent ): I'm looking.

TONY:
The Ryder Building.

Fifty stories
of glass and steel.

With a statue of
the colonel on the top.

In solid bronze.

Holding one of his magazines.

Your magazines now.

He left everything
to you, me boy.

Even you.

I'll do me very best
to serve you

with the same devotion
I did the colonel.

Tell me something.

How do you follow
a man like that?

It won't be easy, lad.

You know, I've got to
prove to them

that I'm as good a man
for this job

as my uncle was.

Yes, sir.
That won't be easy.

No, sir.
No, sir.

Well, you know, in five minutes

I'm going to head up
my first board meeting.

You think I'll get away with it?

Sure you will,
Mr. Ryder.

That's one of the advantages

of being at the top.

Anybody who tells you
you're making a mistake

is making a bigger mistake.

( Irish accent ):
Sure, and I feel better now.

( laughs )

( coughs )

Ahhh...

( sighs )

I still can't believe he's not
going to walk through
that door

and tell us what's wrong
with the latest issues.

He's telling it to
that big publisher up there.

( honk )

Ahhh...

What about young Ryder?

Do you think he's
the right man to take over?

We don't have much choice.

He's the only relative.

Gentlemen.

Good morning.
Good morning.

MAN:
Greetings, my boy.

Welcome, welcome.

Mr. Albright, Mr. Baker,
Mr. Carter, Mr. Weaver.

How do you do?

Oh, no, no, no.
Excuse me.

The chairman of the board
sits here.

The colonel's chair
for you, my boy.

Thank you.

Well, now, then,

I'd like to make my position
absolutely clear.

My late uncle and I,
we hardly--

( clears throat )

Oh, sorry.

( sighing, groaning )

Hardly knew each other.

In fact, we were
practically strangers.

Now, some of you may think
the only reason

I'm the... new chairman
of the board

is because
I'm his only relative.

Oh, not at all,
not at all.
No, no.

Nevertheless, it's true.

Anyway, I'm going to do the
best I can, and that's
about it.

That's the spirit!

Wonderful!

You'll do fine, Tony.

Believe me, your past
reputation is behind you.

Right. From a useless life
to a life of use,

that's the way I look at it.

Nothing like responsibility
to give a man backbone.

ALBRIGHT: And initiative.

And drive.

You may not be much,
but you're all we've got.

( laughs )

Thank you, gentlemen,
for your vote of confidence.

( sighing, groaning )

Now, what's our problem
for today?

The colonel. He picked
a critical time to die.

What about our overseas
expansion program?

We've been trying to float
a bank loan for $5 million.

Now what?

We'll open our European
branches next month,
right on schedule.

What do we use for money?

Oh, I took care of the bank
loan over the weekend.

I called on an old skin-diving
buddy of mine, Pudge Hamilton.

Hamilton?
Of Hamilton Trust?

His son.

Anyway, the bank
is willing to back us

on the colonel's reputation.

That is wonderful news, Tony!

That is amazing!

Of course,
they'll have to ratify it

at their finance meeting
Wednesday.

In the meantime,

I jotted down some figures
on the expansion program.

A few more here.

Didn't win a bet that day.

Oh, shot a 76.
That was all right.

SCHUSTER:
Mr. Ryder.

Amortization.
Profit potential.

See what you think of it,
fellas.

( whispers ):
He's a very
commonplace man.

He said it was important.

But I don't know
any house detectives.

Did he happen to mention
any particular city?

Like London? Paris? Omaha?

No, sir.

Just that there was
a young lady involved.

Oh, well, it's probably
just a case

of mistaken identity.

I'd better see him,
straighten this out.

I didn't know he could
even spell "amortization."

Mr. Ryder will see you now,
Mr. Lasker.

Gloria?

Jeanie?

Jackie?

No, can't be.

Mr. Ryder, I, uh,
think there's something
you ought to know.

Now I remember. Quebec.

Chateau Sans Souci.

Yeah, well, I can explain
about that girl

in my room that night.

She said she was
a ski instructor.

And I didn't find out
till later...

It wasn't Quebec.

Palm Beach.
Mirador Hotel.

Mira--? Mirador?

Well, that's where
my uncle always stays.

Or stayed.

Oh, yes, sir.

With him being your uncle,

his reputation and all,

I figured you didn't want

this kind of thing to get out.

Has she contacted you yet?

Who contacted me?

Your uncle's girlfriend.

His girl--? Look.

You'd better fill me in.

I don't know
what you're talk--

Sit down, would you, please?

Oh, sure.

Sure.

You see, I was on duty
early Saturday morning.

I got this complaint

that there was a disturbance
on the ninth floor.

I went up to investigate.

When I got halfway
down the corridor,

I spotted this girl

running out
of your uncle's bedroom.

Oh, well, I--
I could think of

a million innocent
explanations for that.

She could have been
a manicurist.

At 3 a.m.?

Three a.m.

Wearing a Turkish towel?

A masseuse.

You know,
Turkish towel? No?

What did you do?
Did you catch her?

I tried.

But she beat me to
the elevator and got away.

When I got back,
your uncle's room,

the place was all a shambles.

The furniture was knocked down,

the lamp was broken.

He was in bed.

Dead.

He was smiling.

Smiling?

Have you told
anybody else about this?

Oh, no, sir. No, no.
Only the manager.

He thought it would be
better for everybody

if we just
kept this thing quiet.

Oh...

Did you ever see
this girl before?

No, sir.

Did you get a good look at her?

Yeah!

That is, I'd recognize her
if I saw her again.

Say, maybe this'll help.

( wondrous, magical theme
playing )

It's an earring I found
on the floor near the bed.

I checked.

That inscription means
"good" in Chinese.

Chinese.

Look, I'll keep this.

Do you think you could stay
around for a few days?

The boss said to do
anything you asked.

Your uncle was
a very good customer.

Good. Well, my secretary'll
get you a hotel room.

I have a hunch this girl's
gonna show up,

and I want you to identify her.

Oh, it'd be a pleasure.

In the meantime, consider
yourself on the payroll.

We'll just charge it off to...

Research?
Research.

( mystery theme playing
lightly )

DUNNING:
These are very interesting
figures, Tony.

We'd like to talk
to you a little--

He was a remarkable man.

He was a more remarkable man
than you think.

Sam, you were
the colonel's oldest friend.

Thirty years' worth.

Did he have any love affairs,
I mean, after my aunt died?

Did he ever...?
( ring )

Never. The colonel had
only one love, his work.

He built his whole empire
on fidelity and chastity.

Well, now, Sam, there was
that lady dentist in Seattle.

Purely platonic.

Anyway, we paid
her off years ago.

Well, what about
that female archeologist?

You know, that tall woman
with the pith helmet?

Threatened to expose him
to the National Geographic?

You notice she stopped

that kind of irresponsible
talk in a hurry.

Yeah. The minute
we paid her off.

Boys, I've got a flash for you.

The colonel died...

with an undressed girl
in his bedroom.

I'm not certain
about her occupation,

but I have a hunch
that payoff number three

is right around the corner.

And the house dick
at the Mirador

said he saw a girl running

from Uncle Charlie's bedroom
wearing this.

Just an earring?

And a Turkish towel.

This means "good" in Chinese.

And 10-to-1 that the mate
to this says "luck."

It ought to.

That young woman
has us over a barrel!

Blackmail.
I can see the headlines:

"Founder of Family Magazine

Dies in Love Nest
with a Naked Nymph."

And a smile on his face.

The bank loan!

If they hear about this,

we won't be able
to borrow a quarter!

What are we going to do?

Buy her off like the others.

Where do we find her?

I have a funny feeling
she'll find us.

I can draw you a picture of her.

She's young, beautiful,
sentimental...

especially about money.

I can even spot her entrance.

Where?
At the funeral.

Where's a better place
to show the world

how much she's gonna miss
the colonel?

So we will know Thursday.

No, that'll be too late.

The bank committee
meets Wednesday.

We'll have the funeral Tuesday.

That's tomorrow.

What about all the preparations?

We were going to give him
a military ceremony.

Some
four-star generals

were coming up from Washington.

We wanted him
to go out in style.

Sam...

he went out in style.

( thrilling, madcap theme
playing )

( sighs )

Katie! Hi!

Hello, Marge.

Welcome back
to the decompression chamber.

Well, how was Palm Beach?

It was all right, I guess.

All right? Is that
all you've gotta say?

What'd you do there?

I got a tan and lost an earring.

Palm Beach, moonlight,
millionaires,

and all you lost was an earring?

Didn't you get to meet
any of those millionaires?

What made you ask that?

Just my feminine sense of greed.

Well, did you?

Yes.

I met a millionaire.

What's that?
Who sits there?

The new researcher.
A man.

Imagine.
I haven't met him yet.

( phone rings )

Research, Robbins.

MAN:
Hi. Guess who this is.

Well, I'll give you a hint.

I'm tall, witty,
good-looking...

and you're simply mad about me.

Warren.

Oh, how sweet of you to call.

But what's the matter
with your voice?

You ought to see a doctor.

But, honey, I am a doctor.

It's nothing serious.

Just something I picked up
from one of my patients.

How was Florida?

Oh, it was all right.

But I'm glad I'm back.

So am I.

And so will Mom and Dad be.

Oh, your folks are in town?

Just got in this morning.

They can't wait to meet you.

Well, I-- I hope they like me.

They'll love you.

Oh, well, that makes me
feel better.

How about the four of us
getting together,

say, um, Wednesday night?

Oh, that's fine. Fine.
I'd love to.

I'll see you then.

Goodbye, dear.

( smooch )

( smooch ) Bye.

Now, then, old man,

let's just make sure
this isn't psychosomatic.

Say, "Woof, woof."

( whimpering )

You know, you're sure lucky to
be marrying a professional man

who owns his own business.

I don't know why
you even went to Florida.

Oh, I went to think it over.

Warren's a wonderful man, Marge,

but I don't know if I, well...

Love him?

No. Deserve him.

Every girl deserves a man,
whether she deserves
him or not.

Katie, come on, come on.
We're keeping them waiting.

Who?

The brass, the brass.

You're on
the bargaining committee.

Oh, no, Harry.
I'm on Health and Welfare.

You've been kicked
upstairs, kiddo.

Union-wise,
you're in the big time.

But I've been working on

pink paper towels
for the ladies' lounge.

Chicken feed, chicken feed.

Now we're gonna hit 'em
with some real stiff demands.

We'll probably be knocking
heads right through
the lunch hour.

Oh, but, no, I have to do some
shopping during my lunch hour.

You see, I have to have a "good"

to go with my "luck."

( wondrous, magical theme
plays )

Now, don't be upset

if I do
some table-pounding.

And whenever they make a demand,

you just shake your head
and look worried.

But I am worried.

The union committee is here.

This way, please.

Thank you.

Oh, this is
Mr. Ryder.

Mr. Ryder, Mr. Lane,
Mr. Kowalski.

How are you?
How are you?

This is Katie Robbins,
the new member
of our committee.

Joe Kowalski.

Katie...

this is Mr. Ryder.

How do you do?

( charmed ):
Hello.

Katie.

All right, now,
let's get the ball rolling.

Here's the union proposal.

Absolutely ridiculous.

This is no proposal.

It is a knife at our throat!

Don't you think
we should read it first?

( sighs )

Strong medicine,
eh, Mr. Ryder?

Seems pretty reasonable.

It seems reasonable
on the surface.

But can management live with it?

No!

That's not an answer,
it's an ultimatum!

Take it or leave it!

It's a knife at our throat!

I said that.

Gentlemen...

Please.

What do you think, Miss...?

Robbins. Katie Robbins.
I'm in Research.

Research?

Oh, that's one of

our more vital departments
in the organization.

Where is it?

Forty-fifth floor,
behind the water cooler.

"Cooler."

You could hardly call it that,

the way it's been working
lately.

I was just saying the
other day
in Health and Welfare,

that we
really should--

Is that with two B's?

What, cooler?

No, Robbins.

Yes, two B's.

B's, B's.

Miss Robbins, we've got
a very important agenda here.

I'm sorry.

Severance pay.
Seniority rights.

Fringe benefits.

She said she was sorry.

DUNNING:
When it comes

to fringe benefits,

I'd say the union's
getting all the benefits

and management's
left holding the fringe.

Well put.

All we want's a fair deal.

A share of the profits.

And a new water cooler.

Well, I mean, on a hot day,
really, our morale--

Will you forget
the water cooler.

Look, if you don't want
to negotiate,

we're walking out.

All right, walk.

Gentlemen, gentlemen.

This bickering is
getting us no place.

Now, I suggest we adjourn
to a subcommittee of two,

to feel each other out.

Mr. Dunning, why don't you
meet Harry after lunch.

Oh, just a minute.
I have a better idea.

Now, a subcommittee of two
is an excellent suggestion,

but any feeling-out process
should logically take place

between members of this group

who haven't displayed
antagonism towards
one another.

In other words, between
Miss Robbins and myself.

Now, you don't feel
antagonistic towards me,

do you, Miss Robbins?

( romantic theme playing )

Well, no.

Good.
Nor I towards you.

So it seems logical
that you and I should meet.

You and I meet?

Mm-hmm.

Uh...

Oh, now, or after lunch?

During lunch.

No use wasting
valuable working hours.

Meeting adjourned.

( crack )

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, well, keep looking.

Gotcha.

I'll be back,

but if I get
any out-of-town calls--

Oh, I, uh...

I will be so glad to take them.

Don't take them.

Oh, don't take them.

Gotcha.

Don't--
Don't take them.

Gotcha.

( giggles )

Oh, pardon me.

What's this, Marge?

I don't know.

It came for you
a few minutes ago.

It must be that bathing suit
I bought in Palm Beach.

They were having a sale
at this little place...

( gasps )

Yeow!

Marge, somebody made a mistake.

Oh, my dear, I wish I did.

This isn't my coat!

"Miss Katie Robbins."

Well, it's another
Katie Robbins!

"Ryder Building,
New York, New York."

Well, it's another New York!

Oh...

I guess it is my coat, isn't it?

Marge.

Yes?

Can you keep a secret?

Oh. Oh, Katie, I'd--
I'd just love to.

Just give me the chance.

I wanted to be by myself
on my vacation,

you know,
sort of think things over,

about Warren and getting
married and all.

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

Well, it's too important a step

to just rush into like that.

I know that, I know that, Katie,

but, now, what about the coat?

( peaceful theme playing
quietly )

Health and Welfare found me
a nice motel near the beach.

It was $7 a day,

including
a continental breakfast.

Florida is a wonderful place,
if you're a grapefruit.

Or half of a twosome.

Not that I didn't get offers.

But I wasn't interested in
that kind of traveler's aid.

So I tried to find things
I could do alone.

That eliminated just about
everything that's any fun.

During the day,
I went to the beach.

I read a lot.

That is, I tried to.

But fiction sounded pretty dull

with all the juicy nonfiction
going on around me.

At night, though,
Palm Beach was lovely

with that big tropical moon

and those dark, velvety clouds

filled with romance and mystery.

There I was,

trespassing in the garden
of an exclusive hotel,

pretending to be
one of the elite.

With all the romance around me,

there I was with my partner,

a very romantic sort of fellow.

Full of air.

( theme becomes adventurous )

Help! Help!

Suddenly I heard someone
calling for help.

There was a man in the pool.

He seemed to be drowning.

Help!

And I was wearing
my flowered chiffon

that cost me two whole months
without dessert.

My partner was useless,

and I remembered
my Girl Scout training.

A person goes down
only three times.

Help!

And this one was on his fourth.

Help!

I realized at once

that poor Mr. Hackett
had been drinking.

That was his name,

Kirby Hackett,
of Hackett Industries.

I couldn't leave him there,

he was chilled to the bone.

So I decided to help him
up to his room.

That was my first mistake.

My second mistake
was playing Good Samaritan.

I bundled him up
so he wouldn't catch
pneumonia.

And then I realized

I was the next likely
candidate for it myself.

In my wet chiffon,
I felt like a clam
at low tide.

As long as he was sound asleep,

I decided to get dried off.

That was my third mistake.

While I'd been playing
Good Samaritan,

Mr. Hackett had been
playing possum.

I said, "Mr. Hackett!

Please, I'm not dressed!"

And he said, "But, sweetie,

"it's not as
if we were strangers.

You saved my life!"

No, no, no, no, now,
you stay right--

Mr. Hackett! Aah!

Uh-- Wh--

Wait, wait.

Oh! Whoa!

So I said,
"Goodbye, Mr. Hackett."

I didn't know where I was going,

but anything was an improvement

over what I had just left.

I went through some curtains.

It was dark,

but I could just tell
I was in another man's
bedroom.

This just seemed to be
my night for it.

There was a man in bed.

And you know who it was?

Frank Sinatra.

Oh, Marge.
Colonel Ryder!

Our Colonel Ryder?

Yes.

Ooh, you are sly.

Marge, that isn't even
the half of it.

Oh, I'm perfectly willing
to listen to the other half.

Then it was the colonel
who gave you the mink coat?

No, he couldn't.
Don't you see--?

Well, if he didn't,
who did give you the coat?

Mr. Hackett!

Bright and early
the next morning,
I got a phone call.

It was Mr. Hackett.

Anyway, on the phone he said

he was sending me a mink coat

for saving his life.

And he did, and this is it.

And I'm returning it.

Why?

Because I don't deserve it.

Listen, Katie, there's
no need to be so noble.

Even Dr. Schweitzer
takes donations.

Oh, Marge. Back it goes.

I refuse to be obligated

to a man who practically
drowns himself

just to get me up to his room.

Okay, okay, now, what
about Colonel Ryder?

You were in his room--

HARRY:
Katie.

Oh, it's Harry.

More later.

That young Ryder's on his way
down the lobby to meet you.

Now, I got some last-minute
negotiating instructions

for you, kiddo.

Now, you get to the pension plan

before you finish
your fruit salad.

Important.

Pension plan, fruit salad.
Yes, Harry.

You might have to give him
a hard sell on seniority
rights,

so order something
that'll take a long time,

like roast duck.

Seniority rights,
roast duck. Yes, Harry.

Now, here's our proposal
in black and white.

Yes.

Now, don't forget, stand pat.

Stand pat.

Oh.

Thank you.

( gentle romantic theme
playing )

Yeah, this pension plan
looks very interesting.

You match us--

Penny for penny.

Employee and employer
moving forward

shoulder and shoulder,
hand in hand.

That's a very good idea.

By the way, where do you
live, Miss Robbins?

Pardon me?

Well, you know,
subcommittee work,

I may have to get ahold of
you in a hurry some night.

Uh, uh, uh...

463 East 76th.

Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

May I ask you a personal
question, Mr. Ryder?

Certainly.

If your uncle hadn't
been Colonel Ryder,

what do you think
you'd be doing now?

Playing golf, I guess.

No, what I mean is,

you don't seem
like management to me.

You mean, would I be in
the publishing business?

Yes, I would.

Oh.
Well, you're lucky

to be able to start at the top.

I started just one step below.

I worked as a messenger,
then a stock boy.

Printer's devil for two years.

Then I worked in
the promotion department,

advertising, sales.

I moved into
the editorial department.

I had the experience,

but I had to keep proving
to the Ryders, you know.

If you're a relative,
you're supposed
to be an idiot.

I started at the top
the hard way.
( laughs )

But still,
it must have been nice

to have Colonel Ryder
behind you all the time.

I worked for a rival chain.

Oh.

Well, that's enough about me.
Now, you ordered roast duck.

Oh, yes, roast duck.
Seniority rights--

( laughs )

Excuse me.

Seniority rights.
There are the figures.

Oh, right here?

Yes.

Seniority rights

are a basic issue,
you know, Mr. Ryder.

An old man is like an old car.

Just because his carburetor
gets rusty

and his spark plugs get
stuck, you don't just--

Voilà.

KATIE:
Is that a roast duck?

Oui, from Normandy.

Petite, but delicious
beyond words.

But it's so small.

Madame, petite mais délicieuse.

Oh. Well, I'll just have to
talk faster, that's all.

Where was I?

Your spark plugs were stuck.

Oh. Uh...

Uh, yes.

You don't just throw
an old man on the scrapheap
for that.

No, you refuel his fuel pump

and you tighten up
his confidence.

And then you give him
another chance.

WAITER:
Voilà, madame.

Seniority rights,
fringe benefits

and pension plan.

It's all right here in
black and white, Mr. Ryder.

Now, speaking
for the union--

You are standing pat.

That's right, we're
standing... pat. Thank you.

Hey, it's 2:30.

What do you say we take
the rest of the afternoon off.

I think we've earned it.

I'm curious about something.

Why did you pick on me
to do the negotiating?

I suppose because you were
the prettiest one there.

But you don't have to be
pretty to negotiate.

No, but you're brainy too.

And the nice part about that

is your brains don't show a bit.

Thank you.

But you see, I'm in
Research, Mr. Ryder,

and I've been doing
quite a bit of research
on you.

And I'm afraid
I'm not your type at all.

I know you like tall, svelte,
sophisticated blonds.

You're a good researcher,

but don't believe
everything you read.

I said we earned
an afternoon off, so...

let's take it.

Now, what would you like to do?

Well, I would like to
do some shopping.

Shopping.

Okay. Just what
I had in mind.

Why don't you use my car?

My chauffeur, O'Hara, he'll
drive you anywhere
you wanna go.

And I'll drop off at the club,

take a cold shower.

( charming, elegant theme
playing )

May I be of assistance?

Yes, thank you.

You see,
I thought that--

I thought that this was

a bathing suit
that I had bought...

Oh!
On sale
in Palm Beach.

Just one moment.

But when I opened the box,
I discovered

that it wasn't the bathing
suit I bought on sale
in Palm Beach.

It was Mr. Hackett's mink.

Mr. Hackett's
mink.

Yes.
Now, I saved
his life,

and Dr. Schweitzer
or no Dr. Schweitzer,

I'm afraid I can't
accept this coat.

Dr. Schweitzer.

Excuse me, this is a matter
for our manager.

Mr. Carruthers, please.

CARRUTHERS:
Yes. Yes?

There seems to be a problem
with this lady's coat.

No, there's no problem.

It's just that
I can't accept this.

Is there something wrong
with the coat?

Oh, no, not at all.
It's just beautiful.

But, you see, it's not mine.

It's Mr. Hackett's.

He sent it to me.

Oh, Mr. Kirby Hackett?

Yes, that's right.

And you're Miss Robbins?

Uh-huh.

Oh, yes.
Well, there's been
no mistake.

The coat's yours.

Oh, but there is a mistake.

You see, I don't want it.

I see.

You want the money.

No, sir, I do not
want the money.

But the coat is yours.
It's already paid for.

I haven't done
anything to earn it.

Oh, I mean, all I did was
take him up to his room

and put him to--

He'd been drinking, you see,

and it seemed like the
only place we could--

Oh.

I saved his life!

Well, I did.

Yes, yes.

Will you tell Mr. Hackett
I returned the coat?

I'm afraid that might be
a bit difficult.

He left for Europe this
morning on the Liberté.

I don't care if he went
to Devil's Island in a canoe.

Please, may I have
a receipt for the coat?

I'm sure this is not what
Mr. Hackett had in mind.

I know what Mr. Hackett
had in mind.

How much is the coat?

Eleven thousand dollars.

( coughs )

Eleven thousand dollars?

Oh, that includes the tax.

Oh.

Well.

There's $10.
I would like to pay $5 a week.

Are you sure you wouldn't
like to think this over?

Why, at $5 a week,
it'll take you, uh,

45 years to pay for it.

I'm in no hurry if you're not.

You'll be through paying
for it in the year 2005.

Well...

There's another 5.
I'll have to try it on again.

And then I saw her
buying a mink coat.

She paid cash for it.

Must have been
thousand-dollar bills.

How can she afford
a mink on her salary?

Overtime.

( Irish accent ):
Overtime?

Huh, overtime.

( chuckles )

Oh, no, not Miss Robbins.

Well...

Hm?

TONY: Nah.

Bye, ladies.

Bye, Marie, see you at 6.

Bye.
Thank you.

Now, what did you do
about the coat?

Nothing. I have to
pay it off, that's all.

But how?

Ten dollars a week.

It's the principle
of the thing, Marge.

I wish somebody
would test my principles.

Hey, I see you found

a "good" to go
with your "luck."

They didn't
have a "good."

I had to buy
another "luck."

"Luck-luck"?

As long as you keep out
of Chinese restaurants.

MAN:
Pardon me.

He was a wonderful man,
the colonel.

Oh, wonderful.

He paid the lowest
salaries in town.

Oh, Marge, that was
just his business sense.

Underneath, he was
a sensitive, idealistic

and very lonely human being.

Are we talking about
the same Colonel Ryder?

Remember when we ran
his biography?

Well, when I was doing
the research,

I came across some
of the poems he had done
in college.

Poems? The colonel?

Yes.

Of course, he wouldn't
let us use any of them.

But talk about raw emotion!

Keep moving.

Express to the 30th floor.

Love is like a wild volcano
Seething with dark desire

Well, if you don't mind,

I'd rather remember him
for his low salaries.

Hey, kiddo. I've been
looking for you.

Come on. I got a cab waiting,
we're gonna be late.

Late for what?

The funeral.
Union's got three seats.

You're one of them.

Oh, Harry, I couldn't.
I couldn't possibly.

Why not?

Because I'm very emotional,
I'll cry.

You go ahead. A few tears
won't hurt us a bit.

But, Harry,
you don't understand.

It's not just tears.
I mean, I cry.

At weddings, at funerals.

Once I even cried
at a hockey match.

I don't know what it is
or why I do it,

but I'm very emotional.

Just like my wife,
only she giggles.

At funerals?

Yeah.

And I'll tell you
one thing, kiddo:

She better stay away
from my funeral.

And in World War I,
what happened?

The great man that we have
gathered to honor today

volunteered once more
for military duty.

And in six months
of hard, grinding toil,

he brought chaos--

He brought order to the chaos

that beset our overseas
parcel post service.

And that Christmas,
I may now reveal,

not a single dough boy
in the front lines...

not one...

had to do without a slice
of Mom's fruit cake.

( wails )

( Katie sobbing )

Easy on the waterworks, kiddo.

I'm sorry, Harry,
I can't help it.

Once I even cried
at an auto show.

EULOGIST:
And then, at long last,

came the Armistice.

It's gotta be her.

EULOGIST:
And if I were to summarize

Colonel Charles J. Ryder's
career

in one apt phrase,

I would say,

"First in war, first in peace

and first in
the publishing game."

( playing "Taps" )

( sobbing continues )

You go on, Harry.
I wanna dry off a little bit.

( magical theme plays )

That's our girl.

You recognize her?

Even with her clothes on.

And the earring too.
It's a perfect match, see?

Well, that about wraps it up.
She's our blackmailer.

No, not Miss Robbins.
She's not the type.

They never are.

We'll be hearing
from that young lady.

I don't see why you're so upset.

If a person can't even
sniffle at a funeral--

Marge, it wasn't a sniffle,
it was loud.

I practically did
a duet with the bugler.

Well, it is perfectly natural.

Especially in your case.

There's no use arguing.

I'm going straight upstairs

and apologize
to Mr. Ryder.

LASKER:
"Now, to conclude report.

"Cased blackmailer's apartment.

"Lives alone,
except for small bird.

"Think it was parakeet.
Might've been canary.

Couldn't make out
through binoculars."

You mean you were spying on her?

Orders from the board, sir.

Our orders, Tony.

That's right.

"Blackmailer came home
about 7:12 p.m.

"Made dinner.
Ate dinner.

"Washed hair. Washed dishes.

Went to bed."

No visitors?

No visitors, no phone calls.

Well, that's about
the size of it.

Better get down to work.

Will you please leave
by the side door.

I still can't believe
she did it.

Oh! Oh, no.

SCHUSTER: Mr. Ryder.

The bank is postponing
the meeting about our loan

until tomorrow.

Mr. Ryder?

I'd say Miss Robbins
had us over a barrel.

We're lucky if we
don't end up in one.

Now, let's be fair.

Are we sure this is the girl
we're looking for?

Of course we are.
Yes.

Lasker identified her,
didn't he?

Oh, people have been hanged
on cases of mistaken identity.

Mr. Ryder--

And I say that a person is
innocent until proven guilty.

How do we know she's guilty?

Those earrings.

Could be a coincidence.

They probably sell thousands
of these. Ten thousand!

Mr. Ryder--

And here's something else.
If she really was
the blackmailer,

where would she be now?

In my office, waiting to see me.

Mr. Ryder.

Yes?

Miss Robbins is in your
office, waiting to see you.

In my office, waiting to see me.

She said it was important.

To see me...

DUNNING:
Careful, Tony.

This is sticky business.

And she's plenty tricky.

Sticky, tricky.

Good morning, Mr.--

Ah, ah.

Good morning, Mr.--

Mm.

Good morning.

I think I know why you're
here, Miss Robbins.

Sit down, please.

Thank you.

Sit down.

Yes.

I wanted to come up
and... get it over with

before I lost my nerve.

Thank you.

I know what you must
think of me, Mr. Ryder.

But honestly, I couldn't help
what happened.

It was all my uncle's fault.

No, it wasn't anybody's fault.

Oh, believe me,
I didn't wanna go.

But after all, he was
the head of the company.

And you were dazzled, huh?

Dazzled?

Or shall we say, impressed?

Well, that is
a better word, I guess.

But, you see, the real
trouble, Mr. Ryder, sir,

is that I'm...

I'm too sentimental.

Sentimental.

Oh, I'm sure you could
think of a better word.

Well, how about emotional?
That's what I am.

That's it,
I'm over-emotional.

Especially when I think about
all those wonderful poems

Colonel Ryder wrote.

Po--? He wrote poems?

Oh, yes.

Oh, they were so sensitive
and passionate.

Passionate poems?

Love is a wild volcano
Seething with dark desire

And you and I, the twain--

That means "the two."

I get the idea.

Miss Robbins,
how many poems are there?

Dozens.

Dozens?

Yes.

You know,

your uncle was a very warm
and tender man, Mr. Ryder.

Oh, you should read his letters.

Letters too?

Yes, would you like to see them?

No, thanks,

and I wouldn't want
anyone else to see them,
either.

Oh, well, you mustn't
worry about that.

I have them in a safe place.

I'm sure you do.

Mr. Ryder.

Suppose we published
all of those letters and poems

so that the entire world
could see

what kind of a man
your uncle really was.

( snaps pencil )

Oh. Well, it was
just a suggestion.

Miss Robbins, I've had enough
of this cat-and-mouse game.

Yes, well, it was
just a suggestion.

We both know why you
came up here, right?
Yes.

Now that we know
where we both stand--

Yes. Well,
I'll get back to work.

No, we'll talk.

Talk?

Mm-hmm.

What'll we talk about,
fringe benefits?

We'll talk about loyalty.

All right.

My uncle's reputation
and the Ryder Enterprises

are very closely linked.

If anything should happen
to destroy this company,

hundreds of people would
be thrown out of work.

Now, you wouldn't want
that to happen, would you?

Why, no.

Good.

Then your loyalty
will be suitably rewarded.

Mr. Ryder, I didn't come here
to ask for any--

In the form of a raise?

But I don't want--

Shall we say $50 a week more?

Fifty dollars?

A hundred dollars?

I think you're a little
unstrung by the funeral.
If you--

Two hundred dollars
a week. Take it or leave it.

Oh, I'll take it, I'll take it!

Good, good, good, good.

Now, remember, don't talk
about this to anyone.

Don't worry, I won't.

But I think you should.
Talk.

To a doctor!

Well, why don't you
look it up yourself?

How do you like that?

Some wise guy trying to tell me

we had a president
named Andrew Johnson.

( both laugh )

I realize that you're new
in Research, Mr. Lasker,

but if there are
any more phone calls,

especially about presidents...

I'll be glad to take them.

Oh, gotcha.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Oh, by the way...

uh...

do you and
Mrs. Lasker bowl?

I do. She doesn't.

There is no
Mrs. Lasker.

Oh, that is peachy.

That you bowl, I mean.

I love bowling.

It's so healthy.

And maybe some night
you could join

Katie and me and
her boyfriend some night.

Oh, sure. Any time.

Tonight?

Marge. The strangest thing
just happened.

Oh. Hello.

Miss Robbins,
this is Mr. Lasker.

Mr. Lasker,
this is Miss Robbins.

How do you do?

And guess where we're
all going tonight. Bowling.

Oh, Marge, I'm sorry,
I can't tonight.

I have a date with Warren.

This fella, Warren,
does he work here?

No. Dr. Kingsley's
a friend of mine.

He's her fiancé.
They're going to be married.

Oh, marriage is
a wonderful institution.

( laughs ):
Yes.

When's the happy event?

KATIE: Oh, we haven't
even set the date yet.

LASKER
( laughing, over tape ): Yes.

When's the happy event?

KATIE:
Oh, we haven't even
set the date yet.

MARGE:
Dr. Kingsley's folks
are in town.

Katie's afraid
they won't like her.

I'm not afraid, exactly.

But they're from a small town.

You know,
sort of strait-laced.

Small town, strait-laced.
Remember that.

I hope I make a good impression

when I meet them tonight,
that's all.

Why shouldn't you?

Because it'll probably be days

before I can pull myself
together

after that ten minutes
I just spent

with that nut upstairs.

Which nut upstairs?

Tony Ryder, that's which nut.

( phone rings on recording )

Then somebody called Research

and Miss Robbins
got too busy to talk.

I wonder why she called Tony,
excuse me, Tony, a nut.

I don't care what she
called me or why.

We haven't learned
a single thing

from that electronic house dick.

We have a lead that could be
very good for us, Mr. Ryder.

We found out that
this babe is engaged

to a very respectable guy.

So?

So get her married off
and bingo,

she's off your back and out
of your cash register.

Sure. "Miss Robbins, how would
you like your husband to know

about that little episode
at Palm Beach?"

I guess that'll hush her up.

Counter-blackmail is
an ugly word, gentlemen.

Suppose we're on
the wrong track.

Suppose this
Dr. What's-his-name...

Kingsley.

Yeah.
Suppose he's the real brains
behind this blackmail scheme

and Miss Robbins is
nothing but a pawn.

That's hardly likely.

Likely or not, I intend to do

a little investigating
of my own.

I wanna meet this guy,
size him up

and see what we have
to contend with.

SCHUSTER:
Yes, sir?

Ms, Schuster, would you get me

the address of
a Dr. Warren Kingsley?

Yes, sir.

Thank you. Meeting adjourned.

Amateurs.

Well, there you are.

Have you any idea how you're
going to get in the place?

Simple. He's a doctor,
I can have a stomachache.

Careful, or you'll end up
with your appendix missing.

Very funny,
Mr. O'Hara.

Now, you wait for me
down the street there.

Now, cheer up, Bobo.

The nice doctor says
it's all in your mind. Yes.

Come on, Bobo.

( dog barks )

Hey, son, do you mind
if I borrow your dog

for a few minutes?

I'll give you a quarter.
What do you say?

Gee, thanks.
But, mister, it's not my dog.

You mean it's not your horse.

( bird chirps )

( barks )

( meows )

( barks )

( barking )

Emergency case.
I'd like to see the doctor
right away.

And what is the nature
of the emergency?

Well, it's rather personal.

I'd prefer to see the doctor.
Oh, doc!

Young man, you're finally out
of the woods.

Doc.

You just stick to
that vitamin therapy

and you'll feel like a new dog.

Thank you, doctor.

Yes, do you have an appointment?

Emergency case, very important.

Come on, doc.
Oh, doc.

Now, you take it easy, old boy.

Good old doc'll fix you up.
Attaboy.

Did you have
an appointment, Mr...?

Heminschlogger.
Julius T. Heminschlogger.

Yeah, and as I mentioned,
this is an emergency case.

I see.

What seems to be his problem,
Mr. Heminschlogger?

Well...

( dog groans )

...amnesia.

Your dog has amnesia?

It happened all of a sudden.

I was taking him for a walk,

and he gave me
that "Who are you?" look.

The "Who are you?" look?

Yeah, like this:

Don't mind telling you
it shook me up.

Canine amnesia.
That's very rare.

I, uh...

I don't think they
ever wrote that up.

Well, now's your chance, doc.

Not only to help me,

but advance
the cause of medical--

Will you hold still, Julius?

What are you--?

Not in the pocket, Julius.
You see there, doc?

He thinks he's a pickpocket.

Julius? Isn't that
your name?

Is it? Yeah, it is.
Well, this is Julius, Jr.

I'm the sentimental type
and we're very close,
you know.

( laughs )

See, doc?
Now he thinks I'm Lassie.

( chuckles )

Kind of a memory block, huh?

May I...?

Yeah.

( barking )

All right, now, Julius,
just calm down.

You're among friends now.

Just relax, that's right.
Just relax.

Tell me, Mr. Heminschlogger,
has he had a physical lately?

Well, not in six months.

You better check him over.
Take your time.

If this doesn't work,
we'll try analysis.

Oh, anything.
Long as we get my buddy
back on his feet.

"Kansas Institute

of Veterinary Science."

That must be a wonderful
old school.

Sure is.
My father's the president.

Oh, he is?

Now, let's take a look
at those tonsils.

Now, now, Julius.

Biting won't solve anything.

DR. KINGSLEY:
Just relax.

Oh, doc. This picture.

I've seen this girl before.

Where?

Well, isn't she a chorus girl

at the Copacabana?

No, I'm afraid not.
That's my fiancée.

Oh, well, I could be mistaken.

No, Mr. Heminschlogger,
my family's
very strait-laced.

I'm afraid they would
never allow me to be engaged

to a girl from the Copacabana.

MAN: Rocky!

Rocky!

All right, where is he?!

What do you want?
This is a respectable clinic.

I'm looking for a dognapper,
that's what I'm looking for.

MAN: What's in there?

NURSE: You can't go in there.

Police!

Who snatched my dog?

Get out of there.

NURSE: Police!

Rocky, baby.

Keep your hands off my patient.

NURSE: Police!

You dognapper.

I want words with you.

I don't know what
you did to my dog,

but I want everything
put back the way it was.

NURSE: Police!

Thanks for the advice
about my parakeet, doc.

I'll keep him out of drafts.

In there, officer.
You'd better hurry.

Oh, doctor. Dr. Kingsley.

( weary, pastoral theme
playing )

( doorbell buzzes )

( doorbell buzzes )

( doorbell buzzes )

Hello.

Well, here we are.

Won't you come in.
How do you do?

How are you?

Happy to know you, Miss...
What was the lady's name?

Miss Robbins.

Miss Robbins.

Happy to know you.
Come right in.

( stammers ):
Well, thank you.

I'm delighted to know you.

Miss Robbins, this is Mother.

Oh, I'm delighted
to know your mother too.

Hm?
Er, oh, I mean--

She's my mother, Katie.

I know, Warren, I know.
I meant to say that--

Did you hear that, Mother?

Girl here thought
you were Warren's grandma.

No, I didn't. Honest,
I didn't.
You're too old.

Eh?
Uh, I mean, uh...

you're both too old.

Oh, what I mean is--

I'll explain it later.
Could we sit down?

Yes, of course, sit down.
Could I take your wrap?

No, thank you.

Your hat?

Yes, put it anywhere.

Well, isn't she everything
I said she was?

I'm sorry I don't have
any more room.

No, no, it's very nice.

In Kansas, we have 30 acres.

Oh.

Well, I could use
some of those here.

That's very funny.

Well, I would say that
refreshments are in order.

What have you got in mind?

Well, I made a nice
big pitcher of cold mar--

Hot chocolate.

Of cold hot chocolate. Yes.

That's right.

So you have your choice

of cold hot chocolate
or hot hot chocolate.

Hot, please.

Well, I'll have cold, I guess.

That's two chocolates.

One hot and one cold,
coming right up.

Isn't she nice?

( whispering )

I forgot.

I'm all out of chocolate.

Uh... Oh, would you
like olives?

Would you like an olive?

No, thanks.

No, thank you.
They stick in my--

No, thank you.

Yes.

( clears throat )

Well, I guess we're off
to our little
French restaurant.

Oh, little French restaurants,

that's all we've had
on this trip.

It seems to me we ought to go
to some big noisy nightclub.

Do you know any nightclubs,
Miss Robbins?

There's the Martinique.

But I've never
been there. Never.

I've heard about it.
Let's go there.

Dad, it's very popular.
I doubt if we'd get in.

You just tell them
that your dad heads up

the Kansas Institute
of Veterinary Science.

That'll make them
sit up and bark.

Yeah, sit up and b--

Did you hear that, Mother,
"Sit up and bark"?

She said she's never been there.

No.

I'm a working girl.

And working girls just don't
have time for nightclubs.

Oh?

That's right.

Yeah, well, should I
get your coat, Katie?

Thank you, Warren.

Oh, I don't need--

Mink?

May I...?

May I have a feel of that?

Oh, my. Tourmaline mink.
They run into money.

What is it you do for a living?

Research.

Obviously pays very well.

Katie, where did you
get the coat?

I bought it on time, Warren.
I was trying to explain.

Ten dollars a week.
I wanted to surprise you.

Yeah.
You surprised me.

Shall we go?

Oh, do you know
that I--?

Oh, I beg your pardon.

( smooth jazz music playing )

What's the matter, darling?

Nothing.

I just have a little business
to take care of.

Could we have a table
for four, please?

I'd be very happy to accept
a small bribe tomorrow night.

Next week would be even better.

Oh, but we--

Tonight is quite impossible.

Oh, it is?

George, do me a favor, huh?

You see that girl there,
with the fur coat?

That's Miss Robbins.

Now, she's got to get married.

Oh?

Yeah, and they love
each other.
Now, we've gotta play Cupid.

See, we'll get her a good table,

some good music
and real fine wine.

Then let nature take
its course, you understand?

Perfectly.

Let's go to the Stork Club.

Mother and I have
never been there.

Well, I'm more than glad
to be leaving.

This isn't my kind of place.

You're so right,
Mrs. Kingsley.

It's not my kind of, either.

Miss Robbins.
One moment, please.

Me?

A thousand pardons.

I'm sorry I didn't
recognize you.

Me?

Captain, table 30
for Miss Robbins
and her party.

Us?

But I've never been here before.

Katie probably looks like one
of their regular customers.

Whose name just happens
to be Robbins?

Champagne.

Oh, we didn't
order any champagne.

For Miss Robbins.
Compliments of the Martinique.

Oh.

Oh, well, I know.

I'm probably
the one millionth person

to come in here tonight.

Tonight?

Well, I mean, since it opened,

or something.

You know, how they're always
giving things away?

No. No, I don't.

Well, they do.
All the time.

Just last week
there was this girl,

and she was crossing
this bridge in this car,

and they gave it to her.

The bridge?

No, the car.

A new one too, that is.

She was probably
the ten millionth person

to cross the bridge.

Or was it a tunnel?

Yeah, well, Mom, if Katie says
she's never been here before,

she's never been here before.

No, I haven't.

And it was a tunnel.
And this girl--

To the Veterinary Institute
in Kansas.

I'll drink to that.

( slow, romantic music playing )

Everything satisfactory,
Mr. Ryder?

Yeah, I think
we've given Cupid
a good start.

Now, you keep
those arrows coming.

I heard them say they
were going to the Stork Club
from here.

Good.

Come on, honey,
let's go to the Stork Club.

We can't keep
our friends waiting.

We don't have any friends
at the Stork Club.

We'll make some.

I liked it here.

Oh, darling, I forgot my purse.

Oh, I'll get it for you.
I'll meet you out in front.

Heminschlogger!

It's Heminschlogger.

I'll drink to that.

No, Dad, it's that crackpot
I told you about.

Where?

Sneaking out.

He waved at me.

I believe he was waving at me.

Don't be silly, honey.

How would you know
Heminschlogger?

Heminschlogger?
That's not Heminschlogger.

That's my boss, Tony Ryder.

Oh, no.
No, you're mistaken.

How could I be mistaken about
a man that just this morning

gave me
a $200-a-week raise?

Two hundred?

A week?

I'll drink to that.

But I didn't take it.

And I've never been
to this place before,

and I'm so sorry
we came here again.

Warren, couldn't we
go someplace else for dinner
and have supper?

It's just making me
very, very nervous.

Yeah, I'm a little
nervous myself.

Waiter. Check.

Never a check for Miss Robbins.

I'll drink to that.

Me too.
One for the road.

BOTH:
Hail to thee
O, Kansas Institute *

Of Veterinary Science *

With her students
Scattered wide *

I wonder if we
could get in here.

Really, Warren.

She only had two drinks, Mom.

It's just that she never
had champagne before.

I wonder.

They're always ready *

With needle And insecticide *

We'll go quietly, officer.

( elegant music playing )

Perhaps some other night, sir.

Or better yet, some afternoon.

But thank you, sir.

Oh, no.
We're not tourists, old man,
you know.

I should say not.

I happen to be the president

of the Kansas Institute
of Veterinary Science.

That's right.

He is. He's the president.

No luck, huh?
All right.

Are they always this snooty?

I don't know, I've never
been here before.

Either.

That's the party
I told you about.

Oh, yes, sir.

Come on, honey,
let's get out of here.

It's getting awfully stuffy.
Let's go back
to La Martinique.

Miss Robbins.
Please forgive the captain.

He's a new man. It's nice to
see you again, Miss Robbins.

It's nice to see you...

It's nice to see you again.

How're the wife and kids?

Just fine.
This way.

She's never been here, either.

( singing )

Thank you very much.

DR. KINGSLEY, SR.:
She's a great girl.

Congratulations
are in order for me.

I'm the ten millionth lady
to cross this bridge.

Hail to thee
O, Kansas Institute... *

Ryder, Tony Ryder.

Yeah, I'm sure he'll talk to me.

They're trying to reach Pudge.

Good. Try and find out
what's holding up that loan.

Now, about getting our
blackmailer married off,

I think that--

Not a chance,
Mr. Dunning.

Not for a long time, anyway.

How do you know?

Talked to the waiter
at the Stork Club.

He told me Mrs. Kingsley
and her son

were very unhappy

about Miss Robbins doing
the cha-cha in the kitchen...

with the cook.

Oh, it'll be a cornless day
in Kansas

before that girl gets married.

Let's face it, gentlemen.

Cupid-wise,
we are in trouble.

Our counter-blackmail scheme
doesn't have a prayer.

We've got to get that
young lady out of the way.

I know a gangster.

Well, he's not
really a gangster.

He's my wife's brother...

Hello. Hello.
Oh, hi, Pudge.

What's the good word
on our loan?

Oh, I see.

Well, could you tell me
what kind of a hitch?

Oh. Oh.

I understand, Pudge. Thanks.

Well, they've decided
to hold off on the loan.

Gentlemen, I guess I'm not the
best man for this job
after all.

Now, this is no time
to give up, Tony.

Didn't your friend Pudge
give you any reasons?

Well, he said they were
checking on a rumor.

Didn't know what it was.

Rumor?

We have got to
keep her from talking,

or we're sunk.

What if we tried
this little thing again?

Let the little lady
incriminate herself.

We've already tried that.
She wouldn't talk.

With me we tried,
and with me she wouldn't talk.

But what if we got
somebody else wired for sound?

Somebody suave, clever,
good-looking, huh?

Somebody she could
really go for.

I've got a cute little spot
in the Village.

Ridiculous.

Looks like you're drafted, Tony.

Oh, I'd like to help you,
gentlemen out--

Mr. Ryder.

For personal reasons,
I'd rather not.

Oh.

Listen to this.

"Dear Mr. Ryder,

"I've been thinking
about the $200-a-week raise

"you offered me.

"Of course, I can't possibly
accept it.

Naturally, I realize you
must have been joking."

Joking?

Go on, go on.

Oh, here's where she slips
in the knife.

"I suppose next you'll be
offering me the
Ryder Building,

"lock, stock and magazines.

Ha! Ha!"

"Ha! Ha!"?

See for yourself.

It's "ha-ha,"
all right.

Well, this girl
is going to "ha-ha" us

right into the poorhouse.

Not if we move fast.

"Yours truly,
Katie Robbins."

Well, Tony?

How do you wear this thing?

( all cheer )

Good boy!
Good boy!

Now the question is,
where should
he go into action?

Well, I think Mr. Ryder
ought to take her someplace

where she thinks
they'll be alone.

Just the two of them.

Then she'll really open up.

I think I know just the spot

where I can catch Miss Robbins

with her, uh,
"ha-ha" down.

My apartment, tonight.

And a little champagne

to loosen her tongue, eh,
Mr. Ryder, huh?

Yeah, and if that don't work,

I can always try torture.

That's very funny.
Torture.

I'm not in a funny mood,
Mr. Lasker.

As far as Katie is--
Miss Robbins is concerned,

I may be involved
in this underhanded scheme,

but I certainly don't
have to enjoy it.

Oh, yes, sir. Yes, sir,
I see what you mean.

Uh, good luck.

Huh.

( Dunning laughs )

( doorbell buzzes )

I'll get it, Kim.

Now, look,
after you've served dinner

to the young lady and myself,

you get lost.

Same like always.
Get lost.

No, no, this is business.

Same like always.
Monkey business.

( giggles )

I hope I'm not late.

Oh, no, not at all.

Come on in.

( romantic theme playing )

Thank you.

Oh, may I help you?

Thank you.

Oh.

I realize I shouldn't have
worn mink

to a business meeting,

but it's my very first one.

I'm sure it won't be your last.

"Ha! Ha!"

Pardon me?
"Ha! Ha!"

( laughing ):
Oh, yes. "Ha! Ha!"

Oh, my.

Oh, this is a lovely room.

Oh, are there just
the two of us again?

Surprised?

Oh, well, no.
No, it's just that you...

When you called me about
the urgent company business,

well, I had this bowling date,
and I thought...

Well, I don't know
what I thought.

Health and Welfare, maybe.

Your health and your welfare,
Miss Robbins?

No, everybody's
health and welfare.

"Ha! Ha!"

"Ha! Ha!"?

Oh! ( laughs )

"Ha! Ha!"

( laughs )

Oh, this is beautiful.

It's a Remington.

Yes, he painted this
around 1900.

Oh, I forgot.
You're in Research.

No, my father used to
collect Remington sketches.

Of course, he could never
afford the original oils.

Mmm! Isn't this beautiful?

Shall we?

Nothing like
a little champagne to loosen
your ton--

Whet your appetite.

Champagne?

Well, I'm not very thirsty,
Mr. Ryder.

As a matter of fact,
I'm not very hungry either.

So why don't we just
get our business over with,

and I'll run along.

Oh, what's the rush?

Well, I'm not in a rush,
but I thought maybe you were.

Oh, no, I'm not in a rush,
Miss Robbins.

Here.

Drink up.

( clears throat )

Oh, your uncle certainly
was a strong man, wasn't he?

Yeah.

Strong like a bull
and weak like a man.

You remind me of him.
You have the same strength.

You see? The jaw...

Uh, I mean, it's similar.

( stereo clicks )

( sensual jazz music playing )

Oh, your power's going.

Oh, I really can't stay.

I have this bowling date,

and I'm sort of
the anchorman...girl.

Relax, Miss Robbins.

On a beautiful evening
like this,

it's no crime to enjoy
the view and sip champagne

before we settle down
to more important matters.

"Ha! Ha!"

All right.

Here's to crime!
How's that for a "ha-ha"?

"Ha! Ha!"

"Ha! Ha!"

But, Warren, I was
in the office when he called,

and he said it was business.

When a man like Tony Ryder

asks a girl like Katie
up to his apartment,

you know what kind of business.

Step on it, driver.

But I asked Mr. Lasker
to go bowling.

Why can't we bowl without Katie,

and mind our own business?

Because Katie is my business.

But just an hour ago,

you said you were
through with her.

Well, that was
an hour ago.
( chuckles )

Suppose we get there
and there's nothing going on.

Ah, there better be.

( sighs )

Oh, what a beautiful view
this is.

There's the Triborough Bridge

and the Brooklyn Bridge
and the Queensborough Bridge.

And the Brooklyn Bridge again.

Again?

Oh, that's their problem.

Here we are.

I really shouldn't.

Like I said before,
I'm the anchorman.

But...

( giggles )

Oooh!

Now, then,

let's talk business.

Oh, good. I could listen
to you talk business
all night.

I'll lay my cards
on the table, Miss Robbins.

Mm-mm. Katie.

I'm Katie,
and you're Mr. Ryder.

Cards? What cards?

I thought you wanted
to talk business.

Let's face facts, huh?
No beating around the bush.

Bush? What bush?

You haven't answered me yet
about the cards.

And I could listen
to you play cards all night.

Let's get to the point,
Miss Robbins.

Katie.

All right,
I know when I'm licked.

Now, it's your move.

You name the figure,
and I'll make out the check.

Oh, I could listen to you
make out checks all night.

Please, Miss Robbins.

Please. Katie.

All right. Katie.

What do you want?

I want...

Um.

I wanna dance.

And even though
I'm the anchorman,

I think that you
had better lead.

Of course.

Oh, me.

A jug of wine A loaf of bread

And thou beside me
Singing in the wilderness

You know, that's one of
the prettiest poems

your uncle ever wrote.

Or was it your uncle?
No, that was Khayyam.

Omar Khayyam.

Born 1157, died 1906.

Oh, or was that
the Chicago Fire?

I don't know.

As long as I'm not on duty.

You know, if it weren't
for my uncle,

we could have met under
more pleasant circumstances.

Oh, I think this
is very pleasant.

Circumstantially, that is.

Love is a wild volcano

Seething with--

You may kiss me, Mr. Ryder,
if you'd like to.

It's perfectly all right.

Oh, Heminschlogger,
you're slipping.

Katie.

Oh, Mr. Ryder.
Mr. Ryder.

First time I ever kissed
an anchorman.

Oh, excuse me.

I'm sorry, it's the champagne.

Oh, I really shouldn't
have done that.

You see, I'm sort of engaged.

At least, I was
until last night.

I think I'd better go.

You know, I don't think

you've seen
the rest of my Remingtons.

Oh, but I saw the one
in the living room.

I saw that one.

I have a few more
that I'd like you to see.

Here's one of his most
famous paintings,

Pursuing the Indians.

Well, I can sympathize
with them.

Oh, there are more this way.

Here's my favorite one.

Oh!

Oh, his famous card game.

Yes, I have seen this
reproduced so many times,

it's like an old friend.

Did you know he did
a few bronze statues?

Yes, he's just as famous
for his bronze

as he is for his paintings.

And there's another beauty
over there.

But I can barely see it.

I know.

Um, most men have etchings,
and you have Remingtons.

Yeah, but most men
aren't as lucky as I am.

Especially right now.

Um, Mr. Ryder, you know
what you should do?

You should turn this
into a theater.

A theater in the round.

Your lighting effects
are most effective.

They're most.

You have this system
in all your rooms?

Every room except the kitchen
and in there.

You wouldn't really need it
in the kitchen and...
in there.

No, you wouldn't.

I really must be going,
Mr. Ryder.

We came here to have a meeting.

We're having one, Katie.

Yes, but I feel
very embarrassed.

I only came here to talk.

Of course you did.

Katie, let's forget the past.

What's done is done.

The important thing is
I love you.

I didn't wanna fall in love
with you, but there it is.

Mr. Ryder.

Tony.

I forgive you.

Oh, you're so sweet.

Forgive me for what?

For everything, darling.
Florida.

Florida?

And the hotel.

The hotel?

The rendezvous with my uncle.

The rendezvous with your uncle?

I forgive you
for the whole ugly scheme.

You think I had a rendezvous
with your uncle?

Forget that. You met my uncle.

He was old and lonely.

You felt sorry for him.

You're a very emotional
girl, right?

Right! There's only one
small detail you've missed.

I didn't happen to meet
your uncle,

I planned it that way.

You planned it?

Beautifully.

You mean you heard
he was lonely--

I heard he was loaded.
And after Cosmo--

Cosmo?

That beatnik bongo player
I used to be engaged to.

He was great on the bongos,
but very low on the dough,

like all the others.

There were a lot of others?

You wanna count
baseball players?

If you do, then there
were quite a few others.

I was crazy about
baseball players.

I used to like jockeys too,

only I kept growing
and they didn't.

That's in the past.
I don't wanna hear it.

Now, prizefighters are the worst

because you have to catch them
when they're not in training.

I forgive you. We're all a
little weak.
I'm a little weak.

Well, I'm not. I'm strong.

Now, back to that rendezvous.
Why did I do it?

Blackmail?

Blackmail?!

Yeah, but I forgive you.
That's all in the past.

Well, thanks a lot!

And one more thing,
Mr. Ryder,

once a blackmailer,
always a blackmailer!

Katie!

I want money.
Real money.

By the time I get through
with you,

you'll be selling
your magazines--

Let go!
On a street corner!

Katie, you can't leave me now.

KATIE:
No!

Katie!

Let go or I'll punch you
in the nose!

Good evening.

Good evening, Mr. Ryder,
Miss Robbins.

I hope we're not
interrupting anything.

Well.

MARGE:
And they say bowling

is the most popular
indoor sport.

I was helping her with her coat.

Well, was she crawling into it?

Warren, don't just stand
there. The man insulted me.

Hit him! Sock him!
Knock him down!

Well, he is down.

Well, then, kick him!

Oh, well...
Let me help you.

He's up now, Warren,
give him the old one-two.

Oh, well, I would,

but I have to operate in
the morning, my hands,
you know?

( huffs )

Uh, uh, uh,
Mr. Ryder, you'll have to
excuse Katie

because she's not used
to champagne.

And you know
who plied me with it?

Your precious
Mr. Heminschlogger.

And you know what else?
He called me a blackmailer.

A blackmailer?

Yes.

( tearfully ):
Look, he's even stolen
my other shoe.

Yeah, well, I think
an explanation is in order,

old man.

Oh, I agree with you, young man.

Do you think
I'm a blackmailer, Warren?

I never heard of anything
so ridiculous in my life.

Oh, I can always depend on you.

Oh, take me out of here.

Oh, Katie--

As for you, my fine-feathered
Heminschlogger,

you are very lucky
my fiancé didn't beat you

within an inch of your life.

I know, I'm not lucky, but--

Oh, come, darling, let's go.

Katie.

( telephone rings )
Katie.

Hello. Research.
I mean, hello.

Marge, you better take it.

Katie, please.

MARGE:
Mr. Ryder.

Are you in
for Mr. Dunning?

Take the message.

Katie!

Mr. Ryder, he says
it's urgent.

He has to talk with you.

Hello.
Look, I'm very busy.

We've got the loan.

Yeah.
You know what held it up?

( laughs )

The bank thought
we hired Lasker to watch you.

Well, I was beginning
to think so myself.

Katie,

please!

Katie, you've got to
listen to me.

Pardon me.

Katie.

Please, you've got to
listen to me.

Nothing you can say
interests me.

I'm going to marry
the man I love.

Not him, him.

I can't let you make
that terrible mistake.

See this?
It's a gun!

No, not a gun, madam.

It's a tape recorder.

Before you think of marrying
this young lady,

I'd like you to hear
something, doc.

You didn't!

I didn't, huh?

( tape rewinds )

You may kiss me
if you want to, Mr. Ryder.

It's perfectly all right.

TONY:
First time I ever kissed
an anchorman.

KATIE:
Oh, Mr. Ryder.

A little further.

( tape fast-forwards )

KATIE:
And one more thing,
Mr. Ryder.

Once a blackmailer,

always a blackmailer!

Blackmailer?

Oh, come in, ladies.

You're just in time
to hear the next chapter.

I can explain
everything, Warren.

Really, I can.
I can explain it all.

KATIE:
I want money, real money!

When I'm through with you,

you'll be selling
your magazines...

Let me go!

Very interesting, huh, doc?

...on a street corner!

Well, that's about
the size of it.

Sorry.

This could never have happened
in Boston.

( ladies whispering )

Uh, Katie.

I think I'll--
I better get on home.

It's a little late for bowling,

and I've got
a basset hound tonsillectomy

in the morning.

Warren, you don't believe
all that silly nonsense,
do you?

Oh, no.

No, of course not.

Well...

Well, what about
tomorrow evening?

Oh, well, uh...

Oh, I've got a meeting
at the dog medical center.

But I'll-- I'll keep
in touch with you. Okay?

It was bound to happen.

I knew it as soon
as I met his mother.

( melancholy theme playing )

There, there, Katie.

I'm sorry, but I had to
show him up for what he was.

We'll just have to find you

somebody else.

I don't want somebody else.

And you, embarrassing me
like that

in front of those
sweet old ladies.

They thought I was some kind
of a criminal.

I'll admit I shouldn't
have done it.

But even an idiot deserves
a second chance.

I know you're not a blackmailer.

I never believed you were.

I couldn't fall in love
with a blackmailer.

That's the important thing.

Oh, no,
the important thing--

Where are you taking me?

Up.

But I don't wanna go up.

I never wanna see him again,

and I never wanna
see you again, either.

But first I'm gonna tell you

what really happened
that night in Florida.

I was running away

from some drunken lunatic
I had rescued

from the swimming pool
and had helped up to his room.

I came through some curtains,
and it was dark.

And I knocked over
some furniture.

There I was,
in another man's bedroom.

And there was a man in bed.

Your uncle, Colonel Ryder.

I thought he was asleep.

Well, I was in and out of there

in about five seconds flat.

And that must have been
where I lost my earring.

I started down the hall,
looking for a stairway

or a freight elevator
or something,

when, suddenly,

the house detective
yelled at me.

Hey!

Oh, I kept right on running.

I hadn't done anything,

but racing around a hotel
with practically nothing on

can give a girl
a terrible guilt complex.

Like I told you,
that's all in the past.

I never believed it
for a minute.

Stop that.

I told you, we're through.

Of course, we're through.

Well? So goodbye.

Goodbye.

I never wanna see you again.

But you'll have to, darling.
We'll be on our honeymoon.

You mean you're...

asking me...

Oh, Mr. Ryder.

( sweeping romantic theme
playing )

Oh, Mr. Ryder!

( thrilling, madcap theme
playing )