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I've never seen anything like it.
Talk about your heroism.

He went down in that blazing pit not once,
mind you, but three times

and carried them all out,
one after another.

Not really.

Why, he doesn't know what fear is.

Probably too dumb to know what it is.

Well, where there's no sense,
there's no feeling.

There's nothing dumb about him.
I wish I had more men like him.

I hope you rewarded him, Arthur?

Say, you wouldn't believe this.

I presented him with a check for
$1,000 and he wouldn't take it.

What? Must be interesting
to meet a man like that.

[laughs] You're going to.
I've asked him over.

-[woman] Here?
- Yes, tonight.

For heaven's sake.

But we're going to the opera
right after dinner.

That's all right.
He's only coming for dinner.

- A workman, for dinner?
- Yes, why not?

Arthur, what ghastly joke is this?

- But, Henrietta, he's a hero.
- In overalls.

Well, what will our guests say?

Call him up at once and tell him
he's not to come over.

He isn't a common workman,
he's a steel boss.

You see, Mother? It's perfectly all right.
He's a steel boss.

His name is Dick Brunton.

I don't care what his name is.

Brunton? Brunton?
That name sounds familiar.

He's a fine chap.
I've had my eye on him for a long while.

Don't talk to me. Overalls... [scoffs]

Well... it'll be a thrill
having a working man for dinner.

Yeah? Well, you've had one
for a good many years: me.

That's all I was when I started.

But this invitation,
it's downright cruelty.

Dinner with all our flunkies around
might prove very embarrassing

to slim-jim the rail bender.

Gosh, I never thought of that.

Or it would be lots of fun watching him
scoop mashed potatoes on his knife.

Oh, now, it won't be as bad as that.

I know those strong, silent men.

Well, I'll put the radio on
while he's inhaling his soup.

Longview-5855.

Now what are you going to do?

Break the big news to Charlie Bates.

Well, I guess I'll go up
and change for dinner.

Yes, by all means.

And Finley's laid out
a nice, new pair of overalls for you.

[both laugh]

Oh, hello, Charlie. Listen, you're gonna
have the laugh of your life tonight.

Father's invited a big he-man
from the mill for dinner.

All right, Dot,
I'll come over and bring my dinner pail.

Now, don't fail to get over here on time,
will you, Charlie?

You bet, Dot.
As soon as the whistle blows,

I'll throw down my tools
and rush right over.

[laughs]

All right, Charlie. Good-bye.

[man] What's the opera tonight?

[man 2] Well, I think
they're singing Il Trovatore.

[man]
II Trovatore? Good. I'm glad I ducked it.

I hear enough Anvil Choruses
out at the foundry.

[woman] Dot, I know you'll enjoy
the opera tonight.

-[man 2] Why, she's not going.
-[man] Pass the olives.

Dorothea, would you mind
passing the olives?

- Do the doctors think they can cure it?
- Cure what?

Your hearing. I've asked you 18 times
to pass the olives.

Pardon me.

I said, "the olives."

Excuse me.

Say, Dot, get a load of that.

Dick Merrill looking for a toothpick.

What an odd charm. May I see it, please?

- Oh, it's nothing, really.
- Oh, please!

-[charm jingles]
- Thank you.

- Ladies and gentlemen...
-[all chuckle]

A grievous social error
has been made here tonight.

Dorothea.

A guest has been brought here
under false pretenses.

Dot!

[Dot] Let me introduce to
you the real Dick Brunton.

All-American halfback,
the man who beat Yale.

Why, Brunton. Say, I had no idea.

Halfback?
I thought you said he was a steel boss.

Boy, I'll never forget
that forward pass as long as I live.

Well, I'll be a something or other.

You certainly will.
Well, I'm glad that's out.

You've had me guessing all night.

[Henrietta]
Serve coffee in the drawing room.

Brunton, this is a surprise.

One or two lumps, Mrs. Parker?

One, please.

Well, Brunton, have you changed your mind
about that check?

No, sir. Thanks just the same.

You talk it over with your mother?

Yes, sir. And she agrees with me.

You see, Mr. Parker,
I didn't do that for money.

I did it because-- Well, anybody'd do it.

- You understand, don't you?
- Yes, I think I do.

A thousand dollars is a lot of money,
Mr. Brunton.

-[Brunton] Yes, but--
- Oh, don't be silly. Go ahead and take it.

Why? Do you want me to?

- Would you if I wanted you to?
-[Brunton] No.

Uh-uh. Fourth down, nine yards to go.

[all laugh]

Well, at the very least,
I'll see that you get the Carnegie Medal.

Oh, no. Please
don't do anything like that.

- How does it feel to be a hero?
-[scoffs] You'll never know.

Dorothea.

Now, please leave Mr. Brunton alone.
I want to talk to him.

[laughs]

Why didn't you tell us you were Dick
Brunton, the All-American halfback?

Why should I? Right now I'm simply
your father's steel boss.

Well, I can't understand
why you kept it dark.

The All-American, I mean.
Makes things easier for you.

I know. But easy things aren't much good.

But aside from that,
it would get you in with the right crowd.

You can't run around
with the right crowd on 45 a week.

Mr. and Mrs. Post.

- Good evening, everybody.
- Hello.

- Hello there.
- Hello.

Hello, Henrietta.

How are you?

Say,
"Good evening, everybody," Pansy, darling.

Are you ready to go, Henrietta?

- Yes, dear. Good evening, Llewllyn.
- How do you do?

Will you all go upstairs
while we get our wraps?

Yes, surely.

Say, Llewllyn, will you have a--

Hold up. You'd better
go and sit in the car.

- Yes, dear.
- And bundle Pansy up good.

Because I don't want
my little bitsy baby to catch cold.

Yes, dear.

[giggles]

"Yes, dear. Yes, dear. Yes, dear."

What a spectacle.
Why, he's no more than a kept husband.

It's a tragedy.

Llewllyn Post should've been
the greatest architect in America.

But he married Lucille.
She wouldn't let him work.

She killed all his ambition.
It's her fault, not his.

You don't have to go yet.
Dad and I aren't going out.

I know. But it's late for me.
I have to get home and go to bed.

You see, I have to be
at the plant at 6:00.

6:00, eh? I never go to bed until 6:00.

I'll have Hopkins
take you home in the car.

[laughing, chattering]

- Well, all set?
- Yep.

Good night, Mr. Brunton.

Good night, Mrs. Parker.
I've had a wonderful time.

- Have a good time.
- We will.

You've been mighty kind, Miss Parker.

I'll remember this evening
for a long time.

So will I.

I hope you'll forgive me
for exposing your, uh, past.

[chuckles] That's all right.

I wish you'd think it over. You know,
about getting in with the right crowd?

Honestly, I can't afford to.

Oh, that wouldn't make any difference.

Anyhow, I spend my spare time studying.

See, I wanna get somewhere.

There's more to life
than just gold footballs.

Really? And there's more to life than
grinding away at books every night.

Oh, I don't like to. I'm human.

You don't mean it? [laughs]
I wouldn't have suspected that.

I enjoy a good time as much as anyone.

But I'm working now
so I can have fun when I get older.

- And can't enjoy it.
- Well, maybe you're right.

- Well, Brunton, if you're ready, we'll...
- Yes, sir.

- Good night, Miss Parker, and thank you.
- Good night.

- Thank you, too. You've been very kind.
- Not at all.

- Well, good night, Mr. Parker.
- Good night, my boy.

- Well?
- Well?

Did you notice how
he balanced those peas on his knife?

Oh, don't rub it in.
How about your thousand-dollar check?

That boy has something.
He's one man in a thousand.

Thousand? He's one in a million.

And as far as your daughter's concerned,
he's the one man in the world.

- How you mean?
- I mean, I'm going to marry him.

What? Are you crazy?

You just bet I am.

Look here, Dot, you're not serious.

Dad, I was never more serious in my life.

The minute I saw him,

I didn't give two hoots if he
gargled his soup in the key of A minor.

All I knew was that boy was made for me.

And what's more, I'm gonna have him.

Now, look here, Dot,
aren't you just a little bit hasty?

I can't get him too quick to suit me.

See here, Dot.

Now, listen, don't you fool yourself.

Now I'm a pretty good judge of men.

I tell you this boy has real character,
and he'll never propose to you.

Now, see here, Dad, listen.

There isn't a man
in this world a woman can't win,

-if she really wants to land him.
- I don't believe that.

All right. All I ask is four weeks.

- Four weeks.
- Four weeks.

When do you think
your wayward son will stagger in?

Can't tell ya.

Well, it's gettin' late.

Oh, rich folks, like the Parkers,

have supper till all hours.

Yeah. What's caviar to the few
is applesauce to the gander.

You should've told him
to take that thousand bucks.

Oh, no, Hughie, why should I?

Why, I wouldn't want Dick
to take anything he didn't earn.

A penny saved is a dollar earned.

If you had all that sugar,
maybe you could ease up on my board bill.

[chuckles]
I'm in no hurry for the money, Hughie.

Well, that's just as well
'cause I ain't got any.

Say, would you mind honking
the horn a couple of times?

Sure.

[honks horn]

[horn honking]

Well, Mother, I told you we'd be riding
around in a Rolls-Royce one day.

- Did you have a nice time, dear?
- I certainly did.

Good.

Hey, high-pockets,
did you bring home the bacon?

No. I told him he could keep his check.

I figured that all in.

- Did you give Mrs. Parker my love?
- Sure.

What'd she say?

"I'll take vanilla."

Well, now that that's all settled,
maybe you better hit the hay.

I claim "Early to rise and early to bed,
then you live all your life...

until you're dead."

Tell me, Dick,
what kind of people are they?

Oh, you'd get a great kick
out of them, Mother.

The father's a pretty good scout.

Don't do that, Mother.
You're going to ruin your teeth.

They were ruined long ago.
How about Mrs. Parker?

Oh. She's got one of those
trick English accents.

Only trouble is
it slips out of gear all the time,

and she gets all balled up
between her "vah-ses" and her "vases."

Well, that's no crime. Is she nice?

She almost froze me when I first came in.

Looked at me as though she expected
I'd be wearing overalls.

Oh, you only imagined that.
How about the daughter?

Not for mine. Just plain spoiled.

Oh, well, now, maybe that isn't her fault.

Too much money isn't good for anybody.

Still, some of them make very good wives.

Well, I can never imagine her as a wife.

[laughs]

Imagine Dot Parker bending over a washtub.

Well, maybe she wouldn't be afraid
to bend over one if she had to.

Oh, don't be silly.

Say, she's about as useful as...
as a little silky kitten.

It's what they should've called her.
"Kitten."

Kitten.

Oh... [chuckles]

[metal clanging]

- Hello, Mr. Barbour.
- Hello, Dick. Look over these.

What are they?

The Mississippi bridge plans.

Something that will
revolutionize the industry.

That is, uh, if he can sell the idea.

You don't seem very confident.

I know it's the greatest
engineering achievement in years.

Parker's willing to bet his roll on it.

But it'll take a real salesman
to make others see it as we do.

- Well, let's get started.
- All right.

Can, uh, you get them finished
by one o'clock?

- Yes, sir.
- Fine. We're awfully busy.

I know I can depend on you.

[horn honking]

[honking continues]

Hey. How long you been working here?

Well, there she is again.

Couldn't be more regular
if she punched the clock.

Ain't that old man Parker's daughter?

- Sure.
- What's she here for?

Well, if you don't know,
you're the only one that don't.

She's here to grab Dick Brunton.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Pretty soft for Brunton.

That girl's independently rich.

She's got nothin' on him.
He's independently poor.

Gee. I wish some doll
with all her dough was nuts about me.

[knocking]

Sorry. I'm busy.

[metal clangs]

Why, Dick, too busy for me?

- Oh, Dot, how are ya?
- Fine. How are you?

Well, I'm kinda tied up.
Mr. Barbour gave me a rush job.

- Oh, that can wait.
- No, it's very important.

But I've got something
even more important.

Honestly, Dot, I can't.

[work horn blows]

- It's your lunch hour, isn't it?
- Well, I promised Mr. Barbour.

- He can spare you for an hour.
- No.

- Hello, Mr. Barbour.
- Hello, Miss Parker.

Do you mind if I take Dick away
for an hour?

Why, no, uh, not at all.

- Those plans can wait, can't they?
- Yes, certainly.

But, Mr. Barbour--

That's all right, my boy.
That's all right.

Thank you, Mr. Barbour.

[whistle blaring]

- There we go.
-[Dot] Oh.

- Oh, no.
- Oh, but this is my treat.

You can't sign here. You're not a member.

- That's yours, Paul.
- Thank you.

They always work.

Gee, that's a keen trick.
You gotta show me how to do that.

Dick... know what day it is today?

Yeah. Wednesday, December 20th.

It was exactly
four weeks ago today I met you.

That's right, four weeks.

What are you smiling at?

Just thought of something.

Just think, four weeks.

And it seems as if I've known you ages.

That's just the way it seems to me too.

But I have known you a long time. I've
seen many games you've played.

Why, when you beat Yale,
I even cut your picture out of the paper

and put it over my dresser.

[chuckles] Oh, you're kidding?

Am I?

There.

Well...

Gee, that was--
That was published about five years ago.

I guess you believe me now.

December 20th...
five more days till Christmas.

I better get busy.

I suppose you did
your Christmas shopping early?

I've only got one more thing to get.

Been expecting to get it for four weeks.

You better not put it off any longer.

That depends on you.

- On me?
- Mm-hmm.

Well, if there's anything I can do...

What is it?

- A proposal.
- A what?

May I have it?

- You mean, you want me--
- I want you.

[chuckles] You're only kidding.

All right. Just propose to me
and see whether I am or not.

- But, Dot, I can't do anything like that.
- You mean...?

I'm nothing but a...

You mean you won't propose to me?

I would if I could, but...

Very well. I'll propose to you, Dick.

Will you marry me?

No, Dot, I can't.

I haven't anything to offer
a girl like you.

You're all I want.

I know what you're thinking.

But don't let that stand in your way.

Don't you love me enough to forget it?

Oh, I wish I could forget.

Oh, if you really love me, you'll try.

Won't you please try?

Come on, Dick, say yes.

No.

Dick, do you mean that?

Yes.

Oh!

Oh, gee, I'm so happy.

- Put that on.
- No, I can't do that.

Oh, but, look,
someday you'll afford to buy me one.

Go on, Dicky.

Please.

Mrs. Barham: Crystal champagne sets.

Miss Prague, you're impossible.

Send her a Christmas card.

And her husband is a victim
of the stock market.

Spare me your sarcasm, Arthur.

- That completes the list, doesn't it?
-[Prague] Yes, ma'am.

Mother, you've forgotten
all about Aunt Julia.

Thanks for reminding me, Dorothea.

Now, let's see,
what is useful in a boardinghouse?

A long reach.

Money's useful in a boardinghouse, Mother.

If I send Julia money,
she'll only spend it.

Send Aunt Julia a nice, warm shawl,
Miss Prague.

-[Prague] That will be all?
-[Henrietta] Yes, Prague.

[Henrietta] Christmas gets
more appalling every year.

Prague's so stupid.
I'm sure she's omitted someone.

She has.

Oh!

Now, what do you want for Christmas?

- Oh, I selected my Christmas present.
- Oh, you have, have you?

Well, what is it?

Not what. Who?

Stop your foolishness, Dorothea.
What do you want for Christmas?

A husband.

[laughs] I'm afraid
I have no sense of humor.

Wait a minute.
So it's happened, has it?

- Mm-hmm.
- Give a woman four weeks...

- What are you talking about?
- Mother, I'm going to marry Dick Brunton.

Dick Brunton, the working man?

Yes. But he's a steel boss.

[gasping]

A-Arthur, are you going to do nothing
when your daughter's gone crazy?

Oh! It's all your fault,
inviting him here to dinner!

[sobbing]

Dot, I can hardly believe it.

I never thought he'd propose to you.

He didn't. I proposed to him.

Well, I'll be...

Ah, Dad, it's all right
with you, isn't it? Can't I have him?

But just think, Dot,
he couldn't keep you in shoes.

You're accustomed to all this.
You'll never be able to give it up.

- Well, I don't intend to.
- You'll have to.

He only earns $45 a week.

- But you're going to raise his salary?
- Wha--

Dad, I want him
more than anything in the world.

Won't you please let me have him?

Now, you know that I'd do
anything to make you happy.

Gee, you're a peach, Dad. He's a good man.

And you'll promote him, won't you?

I'll have to if you're going to marry him.

And don't forget, I can't get along on
a cent less than 50,000 a year.

- Fifty-thousand?
- Mm-hmm.

Why, I couldn't possibly pay him that.

It would disrupt my whole organization.

- Oh, Dad...
- Now, don't worry.

I'll give him a little raise in salary.

And I'll make up the difference
out of my own pocket.

Ah, thanks, Dad.

But look here, Dot. Now, you be careful.

A man has to be made of strong stuff
not to let money spoil him.

Don't let it spoil Dick.

Money spoil Dick? Oh, don't be silly.
It could never spoil Dick.

- Well, I have to be going.
- Now, where are you going?

I promised Dick I'd go right over
and tell him what you said.

Bye. I'm in an awful hurry.

[chuckling]

Ah, that you, Hughie?

- I guess so.
- Didn't Dick come home with you?

Eh... two's company, three's a crowd.

- What are you talking about?
- Won't be long now.

Coming events cast their shadows behind.

Oh, go on up and get ready for dinner.

I guess if you knew what I know,
you'd believe in Santy Claus.

Mother, I've got a surprise for you.

A surprise?

What is it?

I'm gonna be married.

Dick... oh, that's wonderful.

- Who is she?
- You just wait.

She'll be here in a minute,
and you'll see her.

I-- I just knew something like this
was going to happen.

Oh, I know you're gonna love her, Mother.

Oh, I'll fix up the spare bedroom.

- Spare bedroom?
- Yes.

You can have it
until you move into a home of your own.

Oh, Dick, this is lovely.

Imagine getting a daughter
for a Christmas present.

[doorbell rings]

- I wonder who that is.
- Must be Santa Claus.

A Christmas present for you, Mother.

Mother, this is Dorothea. Dorothea Parker.

- You dear, dear child.
- Isn't she sweet?

[both] She certainly is!

[all laughing]

I don't know what I've done to deserve
the two best women in the world.

Who told him he deserves us?

Oh! Let me go. You hug like a bear.

Will you excuse me a moment? Please?

Oh, Dick, I'm terribly happy.
Everything's all right.

And you don't know how glad I am, Kitten.

Kitten?

Yeah, that's my pet name for you.

Well, isn't that funny?

Dad used to call me that when I was a kid.

[laughs] Let's sit down.

Wanna take your coat off?

Oh, no, Dick.
I think we'd better be going.

All right.

Dear, I want you to have this.

I wore it when I was young
and my mother before me.

It's supposed to bring
good fortune to the bride.

Why what a lovely old ring.
I'll wear it all the time.

Mrs. Brunton, I can't tell you
how much I appreciate this.

I hope it brings you
all the happiness in the world.

I don't want to rush, Mother,
but we've got a million things to do.

Oh, that's all right. I understand.

Listen, dear, Dick's a wonderful boy.

But all men are peculiar.

You just handle him right,
and you'll be very happy.

Oh, I understand.

I'll be home early, Mother.

Good night, Mrs. Brunton.

Good night.

- Good-bye.
- Good-bye.

- Good-bye, Mother.
- Good-bye.

Isn't that a beautiful car?

I don't give it much.
It's last year's model.

Well, Hughie, what do you think?

I think he's a sap
if he marries a dame like her.

You'd never catch me doing that.

Doggone if I'd slave
for a million bucks a week,

just to have some canary
spend it on brassieres.

She's a nice girl.

What's one man's meat
is another guy's poison.

I've heard of marriages made in heaven,

but not in the Parker steel plant.

Well, they're so devoted.
I think it'll work out all right.

Don't kid yourself.

I claim oil and water don't mix.

East is west and west is east
when Greek meets Greek.

[wedding march plays]

You were the loveliest bride.

When you came down that aisle,
it just took my breath away.

Will you forgive me
for kidnapping your son?

Of course. I know he's in good hands.

Dick, you have
the most wonderful girl in the world.

- See that you take good care of her.
- I will, Mother.

And don't you go
shutting yourself in your room every night

like you did with me.

You know,
Dick was always terribly ambitious.

Yes, I know.
Oh, I won't let him work too hard.

Oh, well,
I guess I better run along.

You're in a hurry to get down to the boat.

And I'll say good... good-bye.

I'm going out to the car.
Will you come along with me?

[sobbing]

- Come on, Mother dear.
- Good-bye, Dick.

God Bless you both.

Good-bye, Mother.

Say, Dick...

Well, you happy?

Yes, sir.

Well, I hope you're a good sailor

because my yacht isn't quite
as large as the Leviathan.

Now, have a good time.

Lots of work for you when you come back.

Well, I'll be ready.

One thing more, Dick.

You know, girls are peculiar and you have
to handle them very carefully.

Dorothea and I-- I think
we understand each other, Mr. Parker.

Yes, I know. But when
little things crop up,

as they will, in the best of families,

well, you give in a bit and the woman
will give in a whole lot. [chuckling]

I see.

Just, uh, some spending money
for your honeymoon.

What? Well, haven't you
made some mistake? I--

That's all right.

I want you both to remember your
honeymoon as long as you live.

But I-I can't take--

Now, you turned down my check
once for saving some lives.

I want this one to remind you
that I'm entrusting you

with the most precious life in the world.

Well, thank you, Mr. Parker.

[knocking]

Come in.

Hello, Dick.

Isn't it funny?
That door connects both our rooms.

Oh, please come in
so I can really believe it.

Still seems like a dream.

Oh, you're nothing but a kid.

And you're nothing but a kitten.

It's been a strenuous day getting married
and running off to the yacht.

So I think I'll retire.

Good night, husband.

See you in the morning?

Good night.

Kitten?

- You asleep?
- Mm-hmm.

Oh... C'est charmant.
C'est charmant, madame.

You look marvelous in this.

This, Madame Brunton,
have shown to no one else,

for no one else could wear it as you can.

Is that the kind of a woman
you think I am?

Oh, not that you are,
but that you should look on occasion.

Oh!

What's that, Prinz?

But I didn't order a coat.

But I knew you will after you saw this.

Oh, it's magnificent.

It was smuggled out of Russia
a few skins at a time.

Don't temp me, Prinz. We're almost broke.

But when your husband sees you in this,

ooh, ha-ha-ha!

He will not think of the expense.

Oh, ha-ha-ha!

I'll try it on, but I won't take it.

[chuckles]

Oh, it's beautiful!

- Lovely.
- It is. It's just...

Magnifique! Magnifique.

What's the bad news, Prinz?

Oh...

only 200,000 francs.

Good heavens, I can't afford that.

Afford?
Ten thousand dollars for a coat like this?

Madame...

Really. You frighten me
when you say it in francs.

But put that way,
it does seem sort of, uh...

- There you are.
- Merci bien, madame.

Merci beaucoup. Au revoir, madame.

Au revoir.

Au revoir, madame.

Au revoir.

Au revoir, madames.

Au revoir, monsieur.

- Do you really like it?
- I think it's perfectly stunning.

I do.

Oh, Dick, come here.
I want to show you something.

- Oh, Dick.
- Where's Llewllyn?

Why... why, he's downstairs.

- I think he'll be up in a moment.
-[knocking]

Entrer.

Oh! Oh, my Pansy is dyed!

Oh! Oh, my baby!

What happened to my beautiful baby?

Oh, my darling baby! Oh!

Listen, darling,
I can explain everything--

I thought at least you could take
care of my dog to earn your living!

- I know, pet, but--
- Don't talk to me!

You're not fit for anything.
You're not a man!

You're just what everybody calls you!

[Llewllyn] Oh, now, pet,
please let me explain.

[Lucille] Get out of my sight,
you... you worm!

All right, pet.

Oh... [mumbling]

Aren't you a little rough
on him, Lucille?

No. What do you think
I give him his allowance for?

Look at my darling. Just look at her.

Can't the poor sap
do anything to earn his money?

Just look at my darling. Just look at her.

Oh, you don't understand
what I've been through.

Just wait until I get him alone.

I'm awfully sorry
this had to happen, Dick.

Uh, I'll see you again later.

Good night.

Did Mother's little baby girl
get hurted by the nasty, mean old man?

Just wait until Mother gets home...

Dick, how do you like the coat?

Don't try and change the subject.

Disgusting, wasn't it?
I'm through with her.

That's all right. You know what I mean.

Kept husband there.

If you apply that to yourself,
it's an insult to me.

Well, that's what I am until we get home.

You're making me angry!

Oh, please don't be angry with me, Dot.

Well, if you promise
not to say things like that anymore, I--

I've to get back to work.

But, look, we haven't been to Deauville,
Nice, Monte Carlo, or Biarritz.

That's the best part of our honeymoon.

Your old work can keep.

How about keeping my self-respect?

Oh, why can't we stay over here longer?

Why, a few more months won't do any harm.

Well...

[whistles]

What are you [whistles] about?

Well, this coat--
200,000 francs. That's $10,000.

- Well, it's worth it.
- Where's the money coming from?

Don't be so dense.
All you have to do is cable Father.

I've cabled him three times already.

And he hasn't turned us down once.

I'm not gonna keep on
hitting him for more.

- Not if I ask you?
- Oh, please don't ask me.

You know I've got to get back to work.

- I've got to start earning a living.
- But there's no rush.

Your father's been wonderful, but
I'm not gonna impose on him any longer.

But we've got to go back.

[gasps]

Oh, Dot, what's the matter?

You know very well your old work can wait.

But it isn't right. We've got to go back.

First, we're going to Deauville, Nice,

Monte Carlo, and Biarritz.

No, we're not going to Deauville, Nice,
Monte Carlo, and Biarritz.

We're going home.

[ship's horn blows]

Well, how do you like it?

- Well, it's fine, but--
- But what, sweetie?

It's all right for people
who like this sort of thing,

but we won't stay here long.

But what do you mean?

Tomorrow you and I will go looking
for a little apartment.

Say, that's right.
I'd forgotten all about that.

We do need a little place in town.

- Say, what are you driving at?
- Don't you know where we are?

- We're home.
- Home?

- Our home?
- Yes. I've been saving it for a surprise.

Surprise!

[all] Surprise!

[clamoring]

[chattering continues]

Everyone, a little drink
for the homecoming.

[chattering]

To the homecoming!

Jolly times and happy moments.

[cheering]

They're both too happy for words, Hughie.

Isn't it wonderful? To think they've been
to every spot in Europe.

England, France, Germany,

Italy, Switzerland. Everywhere.

Yes. Well, I don't wanna discourage ya.

But a rolling stone gathers no moss.

Dick has a wonderful wife.

I'm so glad.

Didn't they ask you over to the house?

This is their first night
in their new home,

and they want to be alone and quiet.

-[music playing]
-[chattering]

Well, Mr. Parker,
I'm ready to go back on the job.

That's great. I'm glad to hear it.

We've got a fine office for you, son,

-and we're going to keep you mighty busy.
- Oh, that's great.

[chuckles]

Well, we've got to be going.

I'm going to say good night, Dick.

You see,
I think you and Dot ought to be alone.

Oh, by the way, where is Dot?
I want to say good night to her.

Well, I don't know.

Oh, well, never mind.
I'll see her again later.

All right.

Come, Llewllyn, we must go. Good night.

- Good night.
- Good night, Llewllyn.

Well, Dick, we'll have to go, too.

Tell me, how did the boyfriend behave?

Did he sleep in his overalls?

What do you care what he slept in?

Can't you do anything
besides knock people?

Mm. Now, listen, Dot,
you think you're kidding me,

but you're only kidding yourself.

About Dick? Oh, you're crazy.

Oh, this marriage can't last.

I've never seen one that could,
and you know it's true.

- But Dick and I are different.
- I know.

But he just doesn't belong
with this crowd.

Don't worry about him. He will
before I get through with him.

Ah, you're gonna have a tough time
making a tea hound out of that...

uh, what do you call him?

Oh, yes, steel boss.

What's the matter?

If you don't stop razzing Dick...

Oh, I'm sorry. Won't you forgive me?

Yes, if it won't happen again.

It won't. I promise.

Cross my heart. See?

Listen, just to prove that we're still
good friends, how about a little kiss?

Just one, Charlie. [giggles]

Uh-oh.

Aren't you forgetting your friends?
They're all going home.

Well, if that's the case,
I guess I better go along.

- Good night, Dot.
- Good night, Charlie.

Good night, Dick.

Sorry, Dick. I'll bid them good night.

[chattering]

- Good night, Dot.
- Good night.

[all] Good night.

- Good night, Dot.
- Good night.

Good night, Dick. Good night, Dot.

- Good night.
- I had a lovely time.

That's good. Come again, will ya?

Well?

What have you got to say for yourself?

- Wasn't it a swell party?
- You know what I mean.

- No, what?
- Your necking with Bates.

Oh, Dick, don't be silly.
I've known Charlie all my life.

That doesn't make any difference.

You don't mean to tell me
you're jealous. [laughs]

You just bet I am.
I don't care very much for Mr. Bates.

Now, look, Charlie's all right.
Don't go worrying about that.

Listen, Dot, don't ever
let it happen again.

Why, of course, I won't
if you feel that way about it.

Come on, now. Let's go
and inspect the house, huh?

- Now, wait a minute. We can't stay here.
- Why not?

It isn't right. It's too much.
Your father's been too kind to us.

Besides, I could never
support this place on my salary.

Is that all that's bothering you?

Yes. And that's why
we're going into a smaller place.

Oh, Dick. Oh, I'll be so disappointed.
Why, I've planned everything.

I know, dear, but...

Now, look, Dick, what would everybody say
if we left this house?

Ah, Dick, you'd do this
for your little Kittens, won't you?

Oh, I'd do anything in the world for you.

Oh...

Hello, Hughie.
How's everything at the factory?

Sufficient under the day
is the evil thereafter.

Why, what do you mean?

That son of yours
is gettin' pretty high-handed.

Well, a friend in need is a friend indeed.

Why? What has Dick done?

It ain't what he's done,
it's what he ain't done.

He won't even get me
that job as boss puddler.

Why, I do more work
around there now than he does.

He don't do nothin'.
He's the joke of the joint.

Oh, now, Hughie, I'm sure--

Well, he won't high-hat this baby
any longer. I'm through with him.

We are known by the company
we do not keep.

Good morning, Miss Bell.

Good morning.

Any calls?

Yes. Mr. Parker's
been trying to get you all morning.

Said he'd call after lunch.

And Mrs. Brunton called,
said she'd call back.

Oh, fine.

[phone rings]

Hello?

Oh, yes. Just a moment, please.

Mrs. Brunton on the wire, Mr. Brunton.

Thank you.

Hello, Kitten.

I just wanted to remind you, dear,
I'll meet you at the recital at 2:30.

And don't forget
we're due at the Ritz at 5:00.

Oh, yes. And Rose Clayton's giving us
that big dinner party at the club tonight.

All right.

Good-bye, sweetheart.

Any orders, Mr. Brunton?

Due at the recital at 2:30,

the Ritz at 5:00, and...

Oh, never mind about that.

Well, Dick.

- I've got big news for you.
- Is that so?

Looking for you all morning.

- Well, I'm sorry I didn't feel very well.
- Oh, that's all right.

You still think Barbour's idea
about that bridge is practical?

I know it is.

You know it's against
all theories of engineering?

Yes, but this bridge
won't be built on theories.

It'll be built on brains and imagination
and concrete and steel.

- Mm.
- Why, look at this.

Now, when Barbour planned
to put those steel girders--

That's all right. That's far enough.

I just wanted to know
if you were still sold on the idea.

- More than ever.
- Fine. That's just the way I feel.

What I want to tell you is this:

I've made up my mind
to take the biggest gamble of my life.

I am going to win
this contract with that bridge.

You'll never make it.
You know what you're up against, don't ya?

A bunch of old fogies
who can't see anything new or original.

Yeah. The thing I need most is a man
who knows this idea from every angle,

a man who will set them afire
with his own enthusiasm,

a man who gets whatever he goes after,
no matter how tough the opposition.

You mean Barbour?

No, he's an inventor. I want a salesman.

The man I've picked out
to put this thing over is...

-you.
- Me?

Yes. If you can sell
a hard-boiled egg like me,

you can certainly sell
those St. Louis boys.

You bet I can!

[laughs] Of course you can.

All you need to do is put that
ol' fighting football spirit into it

and you can't fail.

Don't you worry. I won't fail you.

- Why, son, it's the chance of a lifetime.
- I know it is.

I'll catch the next train.

Now, take it easy.
Time enough for that tonight.

What we'll do is spend this afternoon
going over this thing from A to Z

so there won't be any chance of a slipup.

Oh, boy. Just wait till I tell Dot.

Won't she be proud to know
that you gave me this big job?

How long will I be away?

About two weeks.

- Great. I'll take her with me.
- Fine.

Now, come on. We'll go over to the office
and go through this thing thoroughly.

[Dick] All right.

That's fine, Mary.

By the way, did Mr. Brunton call
and say he'd be detained?

No. No, madame.

[door closes]

[Dick] Dot?

Dot?

Oh, Dot, I've got the grandest news.

Good heavens! Where have you been?

Oh, my gosh. I forgot to call ya.

Yes. You didn't come to the recital.
You didn't show up at the Ritz.

And here it is nearly 8:00, and you know
very well we're due at that party.

Oh, but wait.
Gee, your father is a grand ol' scout.

He's given me the biggest job
in the history of the company.

- You can tell me all about it later.
- No, I can't.

- We're leaving for St. Louis tonight.
- What?

Sure, you and I.

Have you gone out of your head?

Of course, I have. Now, come on
and get your things packed.

Have you forgotten the Claytons are giving
a dinner in our honor at the club tonight?

Oh, dickens with the dinner.
We're shoving off for St. Louis.

[whistling]

[continues whistling]

[sniffles]

[whistling]

[sobbing]

Ah, Kitten, what's the matter?

Matter? Well, of all the crazy stunts,
going to St. Louis.

I'll give father a piece of my mind.

Oh, but, Kitten,
it's the chance of a lifetime.

It'll be a great trip for you
and a nice change for two weeks.

Two weeks?
At the top of the season? What a chance.

Ah, it'd be like a second honeymoon.

Well, I've decided you're not to go.
That's all there is to it.

- Hey, what are you doing?
- I'll tell Dad a thing or two.

Riverside-6826.

- Oh, give me that.
- Oh, no.

I'm going to St. Louis
and you're going with me.

With a book full of engagements?
I guess not.

Well, then, it looks
as if I'll have to go alone.

Oh. And you'd leave me
all alone for two weeks?

I can't help it. Business is business.

And you think more of business
than you do about me?

Now, you know it isn't that at all.

Ah, don't let's quarrel about it.

I don't wanna quarrel either, dear.

You do love
your little Kittens, don't you?

And you won't go away

and leave your little Kittens
all alone for two weeks, will you?

Oh, I do love you, Dot.

- But I've got to go.
- Well, go if you want to!

Oh, now, be reasonable.

Be reasonable, huh?
Go to St. Louis. Don't let me keep you.

I'll find someone
who'll be glad to take me out.

- Oh, now, listen...
- No.

Aren't you gonna say good-bye, Dot?

Good-bye.

-[door closes]
- Oh!

Ooh!

Then go to St. Louis!

Ooh!

Dick.

You don't mean to tell me
you left her crying?

Dick, I'm ashamed of you.

- Well, can't you see? It wasn't my fault.
- Oh, wasn't it?

She made her plans,

and you rushed in
without warning and upset them.

- But mine were more important.
- Oh, yes, to you.

But her plans might've been
just as important to her.

Well, I... I never thought of that.

Now, you go on right home
and smooth it over.

But I can't. I haven't time.

You've got to find time.
You can't leave her like this.

Why, there's no telling what might happen.
A high-spirited girl like her.

What could I do?

Take her in your arms
and ask her to forgive you.

And give up the trip?

You won't have to give up anything.

But be fair to her.
Don't ask her to give up anything either.

But what if she insists.

Just take her in your arms the right way,
and she won't insist.

I'll bet you'll find her all packed up
and waiting for you to ask her.

Oh, you look lovely in that gown, madame.

I've been saving it
for a special occasion.

[phone rings]

Hello?

It's Mr. Bates, madame.

Oh, let me talk to him.

Hello, Charlie?

I'll phone Dorothea right away, Mother.

Carlton-8831.

Now, you be nice to her.

[busy signal]

Well, when am I gonna see you?

I'll see you over at the party tonight.

[busy signal]

- What's the matter?
- The line's busy.

I know what I'll do. I'll run home
and catch her before she leaves.

Now, don't you worry.

- Is Mrs. Brunton upstairs?
- No, sir, she just left.

Hello? Give me Lakewood-6522.

Please.

- Hello.
-[phone rings]

Hello?

Is this the Lakeview Country Club?

Well, Mrs. Brunton will be there shortly
with the Clayton party.

I wonder if you'd have her call her home.

Yes, Mr. Brunton, as soon as she comes in.

Thank you.

- Say when.
- All right.

When.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Give us a little toast, Dot.

- Know any new ones?
- No, I don't.

Pardon me a moment.

Uh, I didn't want any intruders coming in.

Well, well, the old 10-20-30 stuff, eh?

Surely. Why not?

Well, here's to you. Here's to both of us.

Let her go.

Whew! Mm!

- How about some more?
- Fine.

Give me Lakewood-6522.

Yes.

[rings]

Hello?

Is this the Lakeview Country Club?

This is Mr. Brunton speaking. Mrs. Brunton
is there with the Clayton party.

I wonder if you'd call her to the phone.

I'm sorry, sir.
The Clayton party has been called off.

Called off?

Well, is Mrs. Brunton there?

No, sir. She just left with Mr. Bates.

[ding]

[announcer] The sound of the gong

denoted exactly 2:00 a.m.
Eastern Standard Time

and marks the conclusion of our program.

Good night. Pleasant dreams.

[program bell plays]

Is that right, two o'clock?

Oh, the evening is still early.

Really, Charlie,
I'd better be trotting along.

You know, I'm terribly
disappointed in you.

- Yes?
- Mm-hmm.

Well, we'll certainly have to fix that.

I thought you had lots more finesse.

I suppose your big he-man taught you
all the fine points of the game.

Oh, never mind about him. Get my things.

I'm bored stiff.

I thought sure you'd give me a thrill.

Don't worry, darling.
You're gonna get your thrill.

Don't play so rough, Charlie.

You're a cute, little kitten.

Kitten?

Kitten? Why, you're a little hellcat.

Ah... the perils of the big city.
Isn't any working girl safe?

Not with this fiend in human form.

Unhand me, Jack Dalton.

Think of my reputation! Please!

Just think of mine.

Why, if I let you go,
it'd be fatal to my reputation.

[squeals]

Wait, wait!

If you come one step nearer,
I'll plunge this dagger in my heart.

All right,
clown if you want to, but don't forget:

- The villain still pursues her.
-[gasps]

- Ah-ha!
- No, honestly, Charlie. You slay me.

Your technique is rotten.

Yes? Well, you ain't seen nothin' yet.

[gasps]

Wait! What am I supposed to do now?
Scream. I know.

How loud can you scream?

[whimpering]

Not loud enough.

[whimpering]

Will the marines never come?

Hark, hark! What's that?

It's the United States Cavalry, boys!

We are ashamed! [laughing]

[laughing]

[both laughing]

There you are, Dot. You win.

Well, stay awhile. Don't rush off.

I'd love to, Charlie, but I've got to be
up first thing in the morning.

Yes? What's the big idea?

I'm going to grab
the first train for St. Louis.

I'll get your wrap for you.

[car approaching]

- Good night, Charlie.
- Good night, Dot.

-[Charlie] Good night.
-[Dot] Night.

[clock ringing]

Why, Dick!
I thought you'd gone to St. Louis.

[giggles]

[giggling]

Where have you been?

- You know, Rose and Bob Clayton?
- Yes.

At the party, remember?

- Must've been some party.
- Oh, it was.

- It was an awful brawl.
- Lots to drink?

Barrels. Why?

'Cause those parties
usually don't break up

until they've cleaned out
the last bottle of booze.

- And it's pretty late.
- Yes, I know.

But you see, uh-- Oh, Rose passed out.

And-- And Bob asked me
to take care of her.

- Anything serious?
- Oh, no.

Just a bad head.
But, oh, she's all right now.

Mm-hmm. That's good.

Oh, Dick.

Dick, let me explain.

You don't have to.

You were with Bates,
and I can guess the rest.

But, Dick, I want to tell you the truth.

Don't bother.

Don't you love me anymore?

Why don't you ask yourself
the same question?

But you know I do.

- I don't know anything of the kind.
- Why, I just told you.

Yes, you've told me a lot of things,
but I don't believe you.

Oh, Dick...

You expect me to believe
a liar and a cheat?

- You dare say that to me?
- Well, that's what you are!

- You didn't give me a chance to tell you.
- You've had your chance.

- You've told me enough.
- I can account for everything!

I don't doubt that. All your friends
weren't drunk and put in jail.

I know all about you and Charlie Bates.

That's just it.
You don't know a thing about it!

Well, I can guess.

I'm well-acquainted with the rotten habits
of that crowd you trot around with.

The rotten crowd, eh?

I notice you don't mind
trotting around with them!

Oh, don't I? I only did it to please you.

Hmm! You accept their friendship
and hospitality,

then you turn around and call them--

A rotten bunch of pasty-faced,
loose-lipped wasters. Parasites!

Parasites? Well, that's good!

That sounds fine coming from you.

Why, you're in the same class
as Llewllyn Post. Only you won't admit it!

Oh, I'll admit it.
I'm nothing but a kept husband.

Since you put it that way,
that's just what you are!

That's just what I was.

"Was"? What are you going to do?

Quit. I'm through with you
and I'm through with all this.

Through chiseling your father
out of all that money I don't earn

just to be your lap dog.

Oh, is that so?
Well, you can keep all of that stuff!

There's only one thing I'll keep.

That's my self-respect!

All right!

I won't give you back this engagement ring
because I paid for it myself.

But you can give this
back to your mother. Here.

Good-bye, Mr. Brunton!
My lawyers will call you up in a few days.

Don't hold me up for too much alimony.

[door slams]

You don't look so snappy
this morning, Mrs. Brunton.

I didn't sleep a wink all night,
worried about Dick.

Ah, he's all right. He takes after you.

Great oaks from little acorns grow.

I know everything's all right,
but still I...

Say, ya ain't gonna raise my room rent

just because I'm a boss puddler, are ya?

No, Hughie. You better hurry.

I never hurry. I claim haste makes waste.

[work horn blows]

Holy moly!

- Good morning, Mr. Parker.
- Dawson.

- Mrs. Brunton downstairs?
- No, sir. She hasn't come down yet today.

Hmm!

- My daughter in?
- Yes, sir, but you can't see her.

- Why can't I?
- She's been ill. She hasn't slept.

Well, that's just too bad!

Here. Read that.

Oh, Dad, I'm terribly sorry.

You ought to be.
Though little good it'll do you.

What do you mean?

You almost ruined the biggest deal
the Parker Steel Corporation ever had.

Yes, and you ruined one of
the finest boys I ever saw.

- I did not.
- I tell you you did.

You rotted his soul,
you killed his manhood and ambition.

When he walked into the office with this,
I thought I was looking at a ghost.

- Why, what has he...?
- I don't know what he's done.

And I hate to think what he might do.

I tried to pep him up
and make him take that St. Louis job.

But I'm afraid.

Oh, I'm afraid, too.

You had an infernal nerve

letting your pink tease
interfere with that boy's career.

What right have you to say that to me
when it's all your fault?

- My fault?
- Yes.

It's no good arguing with you.
You men always stick together.

You can get rid of this house.
I never wanna live in it again!

You had better get rid
of some of your foolishness.

And you've got to find that boy
and find him quick.

And what's more, you're going back to him.

I won't go back. I won't go back.

I won't, I won't, I won't, I won't,
I won't, I won't! I won't go back!

Well...

he said good-bye.

But he said he couldn't go to
St. Louis and put that deal over

the way he was feeling.

Mother, I'd give anything
to see him just for a minute.

I'm afraid, dear,
from what you've told me...

it's too late.

[sobs]

There, there, there, now, dear.
I didn't mean that.

No. It's just that you said it's too late.

Oh, Mother, I've been just rotten.

No, you haven't, dear.
You've just been human.

[sobs] But why did I say...

Oh, why didn't I cut my tongue off?

You didn't mean it.
Dick should've known you didn't mean it.

Oh, can you blame him?
Who'd stand for being called...

Listen, Dorothea...

all husbands are kept.

Some of them are kept with money,

but most of them
with love and devotion and sacrifice.

Why, it's every woman's mission
in life-- keeping her husband.

Mother. [sobs]

Couldn't you find him, Mr. Hanready?

- No, didn't he phone in?
- No.

What can't be cured must be endured.

[door opens, shuts]

Any luck, Hanready.

No, I couldn't find him anywhere.

Been to every speakeasy in town.

By George, I wonder--

Say, I think I know where I can find him.

Call my chauffeur
and tell him to bring my car at once.

Yes, sir.

[door closes]

Connecticut wrapper with asafetida filler.

Beggars can't be choosers.

Ah! Boy, I'm glad
you didn't change your mind!

- Mr. Parker.
- I knew you wouldn't fail me.

[conductor] All aboard!

Don't you worry a minute.
I'll put this deal over,

but that resignation goes
the minute I get it over.

We'll talk about that when you get back.

- Good-bye!
- Good luck!

[train bell dinging]

[train whistle blows]

And, boy, bring in a table.

Yes, sir. Coming right up, boss.

Oh, Dick!

- What are you doing here?
- Aren't you glad to see me?

I can't say that. I'm no liar.

Oh, I don't blame you.
I did lie to you, but I'm no cheat.

I couldn't let you go away
without explaining it to you.

Oh, Dick, you must believe me.

- Oh, I do believe you.
- Oh, thanks.

Oh, and, listen, Dick,
I'm gonna get rid of the house.

Well, that's not enough.

We're not gonna be kept
by your father's money any longer.

Oh, no, never.

Dick, we're going to live on your salary.

But wait a minute.
Will you do me a favor?

- What is it?
- Let's start all over again.

You propose to me.

Will you be my wife, Dot?

Yes.

But this time,
I'm going to keep you in a different way.

[train whistle blows]

[instrumental music plays]