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Wait a minute!

Amy!

Come on, come on.
Step on it.

Well, hold your horses!

Come on, Amy!
Oh, she's always late.

You're all alike--I've
been married 20 years.

You look it.
Come on.

Keep your shirt on, buddy.
Come on, here we are.

Come on, mother.
Relax, toots.

There.

Sorry to see this rain
today, huh?

That's Fred.

I know it's Fred.

Hmm...7:10.
Guess we'll be all right.

Something in there?

Say hello to him.
It's Fred.

I know it's Fred.

I can't find it.
It was here last year.

What?

The thing you put the pot in.

Here, let me.
No, I'll do it.

Hold it.

Thank you very much,
Mrs. Haines.

Fred, what do you think
you're doing?!
All right, Fred, cut it out.

Come on, Fred.

Leave him alone.

Come on, Fred,
let's get you calm.

Too bad.

I was trying
to make you famous,
Mrs. Haines, again.

The name's Mary Donnell.

Yeah, that was your
maiden name before
you was Mrs. Haines.

What's the idea?

If you'll hold still
a minute, I might sell
you a swell idea.

Not interested.

I'm Virgil Whitaker.
You know me.

Sure, I know you.
Roll your hoop.

Well, listen--
beat it!

You know, you owe me a
new camera, Mrs. Haines.

I don't owe you anything,
you fresh monkey.

Go on, scram.

Go on, please.

I'll see you again,
Mrs. Haines.

Come on, Amy.
I hear a bus.

Mary, why didn't
you say hello to Fred?

It wouldn't have hurt you.

He looked so sad.
Poor, tough old Freddie.

I've been through
with guys like Fred for years.

Nothing to do with them,
not even speak to them.

Well that was all right
when you first
broke away,

but after what you've
made of yourself,
you're a lady

and ladies are polite
to everybody.

Now they will be exchanged
according to a trust agreement

of, uh, may 15.

- Let's do it.
- Yeah.

Well, I'll see
you fellows in
the coffee room.

At the club.

At the club, my boy.

Well, we're still in the air.

Does anyone know
what we finally decided?

The very excellent
miss Donnell here

has taken down
everything we've said
or done.

She will have a report
on your respective desks
by 5:00.

You will peruse it,
sleep on it, and
in the morning

let your conscience
be your guide.

Where's your coat?
Outside.

Oh!

I forgot.
Holy smoke, I forgot.

What?

A wet Friday,
and I promised myself

this morning while I was
shaving an oyster lunch.

And all morning through
a haze of consolidated

common and trust agreements

I've seen 12 succulent
little oysters,
all in a row.

And then in a flash
I forgot and drank
a highball--scotch.

Yes, Mr. Rogers.

Did you know
that there's
an ancient enmity

between the scotch
whiskey and the oyster?

No, I did not.
Oh, yes!

And the scotch always wins,

converting
it's adversary into
a pellet of lead.

The battle after
these skirmishes
usually takes place

right here, inside one.

Oh, miss Donnell!
What shall I have
for lunch?

Vegetable plate.

Ooh! Vegetable plate.
Little mother.

How stale, flat,
and unpalatable.

♪ How stale ♪

♪ Flat ♪

♪ And unpalatable ♪

Yes?
Hold on a minute.

What? No, no,
he's out at lunch.

Just a minute.

Mr. Rogers, do you want
to see the bank people
this afternoon?

♪ No, I do not want
to see the bank people ♪

No. I'll call you.
All right.

♪ Or anybody else
this af-- ♪

♪ This afternoon ♪

Hello.

Hello.

What do you want?
Listen, would you take
a grand, a thousand smackers,

for your signature?
Look, look here.

My life with al Haines,
by his widow, then your name.

You wrote it, see, but
you didn't really because I did.

And nothing goes in
that you don't want in,

and I can bring you
the check today.

So?

So we meet and talk it over,

and nothing goes in
that you don't want in.

Well you're a big story,
but you don't realize it.

But I told them--
I sold them the idea.

Now I'm gonna sell you
an idea--lay off.

You'll wake up one day
and find your hat
floating in the lake.

Who do you think
will be under the hat?

Now, I'm tipping you off
to something.

Oh, I'm talking business.
So are they.

Who?
The boys you've been
blowing off about.

Aw, that's balloon juice.
But what about this?

What will you take?
What do you want?

I want you to
let me alone. I'm
warning you, lay off!

Listen--I earn my living
the same as you do,

and when this comes out,
don't say I didn't give you
a chance to play ball.

Oh, you rat.
Get out of here.

Miss Donnell?

Come in here a minute, please.

Who's that man?

Oh, he's just a friend of mine.

He's no friend.
I saw you
through the glass.

Who is he?
What does he want?

It's something I can
take care of myself,
Mr. Rogers.

You've been with me
a long time, haven't you?

Yes, a long time.

And I've never once,
I think, stepped beyond

the immunities of employer
and secretary, have I?

No, sir.

Will you forgive a lapse

if I ask you here and now
to allow me to become
your friend?

I've a very special reason
for asking this favor of you.

A reason?

You're a very valuable person,

almost indispensable.

After all, we're business
associates, aren't we?

Well, aren't we?

Why, yes, I--
and as business associates,

we should have each other's
interests at heart,
shouldn't we?

I think so, yes.

Even if some of those interests
lie outside the office.

Am I clear?

Oh, yes, Mr. Rogers,
I understand you
perfectly.

I...

You're so square,
and you're such
a brilliant man.

It's my having been here
with you in this work,
in my position...

That's meant so much.

I'm making a fool of myself.

No. You're not making
a fool of yourself.

I know how to tell you now
what your being here
has meant to me.

I, um...

Here.

Smell.

Lilac.

Well, having exchanged
our pleasantries,

shall we return to the subject
of the untidy fellow out there?

Here. Cigarette.

No, thank you.

When I first came
to you--you probably
won't remember--

I described myself
as a single woman.

You're a widow.

You knew.

Yes.

Well, I was married
when I was 16.

I wasn't quite 16.

He was a...
Well, he...

He wasn't so hot.

Well, according to
his lights, al Haines
was all right.

He was, uh--well,
like all those fellows,
a social phenomenon.

You knew?
Of course I knew.

When you were
out there at the desk...

Licking stamps...And
you were going to night
school every night,

making your own dresses.

You know, the
interesting thing was

listening to your accent change.

You had a few deezes
and dozes to live down,
didn't you, Mary?

Remember?

Yes.

Yes, I do.

Hey, hey. Here.

No, thanks.

There are only 2 kinds
of people in the world,
Mary Donnell--

us and all the others.

By "us," I mean we fighters.

Who is that lad
and what does he want?

What a relief to tell someone.

I know I shouldn't
take up your time now,

but...But it's those
"where are they now"
articles in the paper

digging it all up again.

Gangsters and their molls,
what are they doing?

Oh, it's been running
for some time now, and...

I've just been waiting
for it to break this way.

I didn't know
that you knew, and...

I thought it would
make a difference to you.

I thought it would.

But it hasn't.

You see...

I just want to go on
and make a life for myself.

And I can't if everybody
knows about it.

I can't deny it.

I'm way ahead of you.
I agree with you.

The whole thing
ought to be stopped.
It isn't only you.

There are a lot of
other people in this
town in the same boat.

Hey, let's kill the whole thing.

Let's get busy.
Come on.
Oh, but how?

All we've got to do
is to convince
the big fellows

this is a bad idea
for the community.

You leave it to me.
What's this fellow's
name?

Whitaker--
Virgil Whitaker.

Ah.

Yes?
Just a minute.

It's Mrs. Rogers.
Ooh! Tell her
I've gone to lunch.

Oh, and tell her
I'll fix the decorator.
He'll call tomorrow.

All right.

Good morning, Mrs. Rogers.

No. Yes, he's at lunch.

It has been wet today,
hasn't it?

Your garden?
Washed them all away?

Oh, what a pity.

Hello, there.
How are you?

Hi, Mr. Rogers.

Will you see that
miss Donnell gets this?

Yes, sir.

Mr. Whitaker, I take it.
Yes?

Rogers--Lloyd Rogers
is the name.

How do you do?

Are you by any chance
partial to the oyster?

Oyster stew, yes.
And milk.

Then you must lunch with me.

Haddie at the club
concocts an oyster stew

that I think even you
will appreciate, Virgil.

Thanks, Lloyd.

Shall we walk?

Sure, I'll walk.

Nice layout you boys have here.

Ah, coats.

Hello, haddie,
nice day for
the ducks.

Quack, quack!

Did you do that, Virgil?

Yes.

Hello, Mr. Merrick.
How have you been, sir?

Don't ever do that, George.

You're looking fine.
Oh, sure.

Say, how was Paris?

Yeah. Look, have you
seen my father?

I don't think so
this morning, sir.

Is Mr., um...
Merrick.

Merrick sr. In the club?

Boy.

See if Mr. Merrick sr.
Is in the club.

Oh, look, forget about
my father--look it.

Get this phone number.
It's miss, uh...

Why, Jack, you
old so-and-so!
Lloydie! How are you?

I thought
you were in Europe.
When you get in town?

An hour ago.

Listen, I want to talk to you.

Jack--

Jack, this is Virgil--
one of our literary-lites.
He's a journalist.

Sure.
Lunch?

No, I can't. I got
half a day with my dad.

Storm clouds are
brewing, captain.

I'm what you'd call
battened down.

Trouble in Paris?
Half a million francs.

How much is that in dollars?

Look, I'm supposed
to be on the wagon.
Do I look it?

Well--

Mr. Rogers' office
on the wire.

Oh, tut.

That was your call
to Mr. Rogers' office,
Mr. Merrick.

Oh, sure!

That's my call.

Well, it's my office.

Nevertheless, my call, honey.

Oh, you're entirely welcome.

Oh!

Get out of here!'

Hello.

Mary.

This is Jack.

Jack Merrick.
Your Jack, honey.

Hello.

When did you get back?

This morning.
Did you get my letters?

Yes, I got all of them.
Very sweet. Yeah.

Why didn't you answer them?

Well, I told you
I wouldn't write,
remember?

Wait a minute.
I can't see.

Did you? I don't remember.

Well, you see,
I remember everything.

Listen, Mary, I'm going screwy.

I got to see you quick.
I just came back--

I'll call for you
at the office tonight.

Oh, Jack,
I'm sorry, I can't.
I have an engagement.

You've got another guy?
Who is he? I'll brain him!

No, no, no one.

Just--just something
I have to do.

Have a heart.
What do you think I am?

I'm going gray.
I've got sunburn
on the shoulders.

I've lost money.
Mary, I'll come
to where you're going.

Well, you could meet me there.

Valko's, Jefferson
and tenth--for dinner?

That is, if you want to.

Listen, if I wasn't
in a public place,

I'd tell you
how I want to.
What about 8:00?

8:00, all right.

Now, Mary,
you won't fail me? Listen.

If you do,
you'll have to bail me out.

I'll kill the mayor.
I'll shoot everybody.

I'm going berserk.

I'm getting all
tied up in knots.

Mary? Mary?

Mary? Mary?

Yup?

Are you glad I'm back?

Of course I'm glad.

Are you very, very, very glad?

Very, very, very glad.

Come on, how glad are you?

Glad.

Kill the Whitaker
gangster story? Right.

There you are.

You met Harry Valko.
Now come on,
shake hands.

Come on, Harry.

That's a good boy.
Here we go.

Oh, I guess I've been stood up.

Have a dance, Mary?
Miss Donnell to you.

I could have killed you
today, you rat.

I was just thinking
about saving you
the trouble.

But you're going to be
a good boy from now on,
aren't you?

And write about pleasant things?

Oh, sure, I got a lot
of good ideas.

Did Mr. Rogers tell you?
He's got me all fixed up

to do a whole series
of articles about businessmen,

their habits and health
for the Mcgulliver people.

Say, can he work past
that boss of yours?

Yeah, but don't cross him up.

I don't intend to.
He's a pip.

Better give me
his address, Mary.

I'd like
to write and thank
Mr. Rogers.

I wish you would, Harry.
He'd like it.

Want something to eat?

I did have a dinner date,

but I've been stood up.

Well, so long, Harry.
You're looking very
sharp tonight.

Aw, do you have to go?

Sure. So long, you.
Behave yourself, now.

Look into my big,
honest, gray eyes.

Mmm, with a pair of
long, sharp fingernails.

Thanks for what you did.

Thank my boss.
I'm going to.

Oh, come on.

Here he is.

I'm sorry.
I'm going!

You are not.
I am!

Come on in. Have you
got my table, Harry?

Right inside.
Good. Let's go.

No.
Oh, be yourself.

Come on, I'll tell you
all about it.

How have you been, Harry?
Oh, fine. I hear you
was off in Europe.

Off is right.

Hey, you. Come here.
Inside, quick.

What are you
going to have? Waiter.

Double Brandy and soda.
What for you, Mary?

Nothing.
Same for the lady.

No.
I'll fix the lady
something nice.

Something nice.

Let me look at you.

Mary.

All right, tear
the place down, then!

Why, I only came back to you.

Come on, kiss me.
Sit down.

You don't care.

You tight?
No, that's the trouble.

I dined with my dad.

How nice.

Nice? Was I dying!
Did I shake!

Why didn't you telephone me?

I would have, but I was late
for dinner at home.
I was just--

then why make a date
with me when you're
going to dine with him?

Do you know my father?

No, and I don't want to,
from all I've heard.

Who said anything
about him?
You.

Every time I see you,
you've just had a rumpus
with your dad.

You could have telephoned me.

Did you get hungry?

No, I--I got mad.

Mary, I tell you,
I wouldn't go through
another dinner like that

for all the rice in China.
You look all right.

I felt fine until...
Say, don't let me talk
about it, will you?

Can you talk of anything else?

You know, I know
my mother, rest her soul,

must have been deathly afraid
of the old man.

I always had it.
Since I was a kid,

I'd say to myself,
"I'll go in there,

and I'll tell him this or that,
and I'll tell him straight."

And I'd get all primed
to go in there and say,

"I'm free, white, and 21,
and I'm going to lead
my own life,"

and he'd look at me,
and look through me.

And my throat
would tighten. Thanks.

And let me tell you
something, my man.

It's just such men as you
who make America
what she is today.

♪ Da-da-da da-da da-da ♪

Steady.

Mary.
You monkey.

Aw, I felt better
the moment I saw you.

Mary, I couldn't wait.
I did.

Well, it was my first night at
home. I had to dine with him.
You can see my point.

Say, listen, will you
order your dinner
and forget about him

or I'm going to leave.
I mean it.
I've dined, or pretended to.

I'm sick of the sight of food.
I'll watch you, though.

No, you won't. Let's go.
Where?

Out of here.
I'm nervous.
You got me leaping, too.

Oh, I'm sorry, Mary.
No, don't be sorry.
Just come on.

Well, I am sorry, Mary.

Well, you should
take it as a compliment
you've got me jumpy.

You know I'm a very
phlegmatic person
as a rule. Come on.

Well, hey, wait.
I's a-comin' massa.

Come on, wait up now.

You'll wake the neighbors.

Come on. Be serious.
It's now or never.

Oh, well there's no use
talking about that anymore.

Let's forget it.
I told you that
before you went away.

Go on.

We're just good friends, my boy.

Anything else is
out of the question.

Mary, you're
a strange one.
I can't make you out.

Well, don't try.

I suppose your
private opinion of me
is I'm a sap.

That's not true.

I think you could cut more
ice in the world than you do.

That's just
what I'm asking you
to help me do!

Shhh!
Shush, yourself.

Help you forget
that you've got money,
a background, your dad?

Never.

Well, if I suppose I
cut loose from all that.

Would you...
Would you?

It's impossible.

You mean marrying me?

No.

No, I mean you.

Standing on your own 2 feet.
A free agent.

To do as you please,
when and where you please.

Let me get you straight.
You mean...

I get a small job,
we get married, and...

Come up together.
All that old stuff.
Is that it?

Well, does it have to be
such a small job?

You're a smart boy, Jack.
Really, you are.

Oh, Mary, when
you talk like that,
I just want to...

Cuddle.

I suppose if
I was a straight,
ordinary workman

I'd be more in your
line, wouldn't I?

Well, that should have been
apparent to you from
the first day we met.

Girls do marry
fellows with dough.

I may not have
a lot of actual work
behind a plow,

but I've done a lot
with Polo ponies
and all that.

I keep moving.

Ouch!
Well, I'm strong.

Go ahead, laugh.

All right then, I go
your way--but listen.

Confidentially,
I haven't got such
a strong character.

Will you be there
with that little mitt
to help me up?

Perhaps.
If you're really on the level.

I said give me that hand
for keeps.

I heard you.

Oh, Mary, I could stay
like this forever.

Mmm.
Good night.

Oh, no, Jack.
I got to go.
Oh, Mary you can--

oh, no really, I--
hold still.

I've got to go in.
I have to work.

Ooh!

Look out or I'll step on you!

Mary!

Will you please be quiet?

Hello, Lloydie.
Why don't you come in?

We're playing poker.
Cutthroat.

Look it.
I got to talk to you.

Lloydie...

I'm in love
with a girl, and--

no.
Yes.

For 2 years--
the same girl.

You know her, and I'm in a jam.

You sure it's a lawyer you want?

No kidding.

I only came back because I...

I can't go on
without her. Look.

I want to marry her.

And the lady says no, hmm?

Yeah. She's got some
idea my breaking with
dad and getting a job.

Sounds like Mary Donnell.

Did she tell you?

No. No, I heard you
in the booth this noon.

She's a great girl, Lloydie.

You're telling me.

She's got me.

Here.

Mary Donnell was married
at the age of 15 1/2

to a citizen of this town
called al Haines.

Al Haines? Mary was?

Mary was.

And I'm telling you this
because...

Good afternoon, Mr. Rogers.

Morning, morning.

How do you feel?

Marvelous.

Want some ice?

Presently, for the back
of my neck.

Mmm!

Poker?

Cutthroat, just finished. Heh.

Mrs. Rogers called you twice.

She was worried.
You could have called her.

Yes, yes, I know.
I have talked to her.

She's sending my clothes over.

Was my absence felt
this morning?

We managed, through these.

Uh...

I did a pretty good
night's work last night.

Did you, um...
Did you win?

No, no.
In a way, I lost.

Too bad.

Oh, no. Oh, no--good.

Really?
Yes, very good.

Mary.

Yes, Mr. Rogers?

We took a little excursion
into your personal affairs
last night, didn't we?

Yes. You were
very kind.

If you don't want to answer me,
I shall end the conversation
immediately.

Do you care for Jack Merrick
enough to marry him?

Yes, I do.

You do?

Yes.

Well, I told young Merrick
all I knew about you
last night--

or rather, this morning.

You did?
Yes.

I dared to take your life
into my own hands.

Why did you?

Well, you've got to
tell him sometime.

What did he say?

He can't wait to marry you.

He told me your plan
about his getting a job,

and I told him you
ought to get married today.

Today?

Well, why not?
A runaway. An elopement.

It's all so simple.
We talked it all out.

I took your life
into my own hands, and...

My dear girl,
I said yes for you.

He wants you to call him
and confirm it.

Oh, but I couldn't.
It would be all out
in the headlines and--

oh, let it!
It's healthy.

Don't try to persuade
yourself you're living
under a shadow.

You're--
well, you're not.

Hello, Frazer.

Good afternoon, sir.

Well...Isn't that too much
to ask him to give up?

What?

Oh, it's such a big step.

His home, his...
All that money.

Money? I've got money.
Loads of it.

And I'm one of
the unhappiest men
in the world.

Are you, Mr. Rogers?

You know I am.

But I'm very happy
at this minute.

I'm happy for you.

You know, you said
to me yesterday--

I can see you saying it
now--you said,

"I just want to make
a life for myself."

Well, Mary, now's your chance.

Take that kid and go ahead.

You know, life's like
a green horse, isn't it,

that you mount, pick up
the reigns, and ride.

Master it, manage it.
Make it jump,
make it dance.

Hey, what am I talking about?

Mrs. Rogers
sent this to you,
sir.

Aw, that's sweet.

Yeah, it is all
a circus, isn't it?

Clowns and monkeys.

And those poor elephants
that don't know their
own strength.

Oh, it's a lot of
nonsense, isn't it?

Yes.

And those people who swing
from those dangerous things
on the ceiling

when there isn't any net.

You needn't worry.
You've got strong hands.

You won't fail.
Neither will Jack.

You're the flying
merricks, and god
bless you.

Go ahead.

Well, he's waiting
for you to call him
at the club.

Well, go on!
What's the matter?

No, no, no, no.
Use your own phone.
Why?

Oh, you might want
to call him darling,
sweetheart,

husband-to-be.
Go on.

What about Mr. Merrick sr.?

Ah. Now, that might be
faintly reminiscent
of the fourth of July,

but, well, you've
heard explosions before,
haven't you?

Well, well, wait a minute.

What about you and my work here?

The loss of you will be my
contribution to your happiness,

and a very expensive present.

All right.

Here we go.
Is that cold?

Right off the ice, sir.
Good.

Get some glasses, will you?
Oh, give me my coat.

Come on, quick.

Have some glasses.

Ok?
Ok!

Yes, sir!

Got you here
all right, Mr. Merrick.

Keep an eye
on that coat, will you?

Yes, sir.

Anybody here?

Well, I'm here.

Well, who are you?

Well, whatever there is
around here, I'm it.

Who are you?

You have
a John V. Merrick
registered here?

Hmm? Oh, yes, right.
They're here.

They've been here about 3 hours.

They're at 17 and 18.

I'll go right up.
No, no.
Better send up word.

Yeah, they're honeymooners.

All right.
Get going, pops.

But they're honeymooners.

Yeah, I know.
We know all about that.

Come on, come on.
Get going.

You better wait
in this room--
it's warmer.

All right.
Get going, get going.

Get in here, you.

Hello, dad.

Hello, lieutenant.
Hi, Jack.

Doc.
Hello, Jack.

Night Porter said he
thought there were cops.
Night Porter was right.

Well, congratulate me--
I'm a bridegroom.

Festive occasion, huh?

Did you have to marry her?

What do you mean?

Are you drunk now?

Do I look drunk?

As a matter of fact,
I had my last drink just
before we got married.

That's one of Mary's conditions.

Mary's conditions.

I came prepared
to meet some of
Mary's conditions.

Dad, I'm all set.
I'm out on my own,

I'm married to a fine girl,
I'm going to get myself
a nice little job,

and...Besides being
good friends, I hope--

I hope I won't need you, dad.
If you know what I mean.

That's another one
of Mary's conditions.

She's a tough customer
when it comes to conditions.

I know she's tough.

I don't mean that.

I don't care to discuss with you

past, present, or future,
so that's that.

You're speaking to your father.

You don't have to do that.

You were speaking of my wife.

Your wife.

Oh, let's cut it out.

I'm married, dad,
so that's that.

Of course,
you might as well
meet her.

I'll meet her.

Well, I'll get her.

Now listen, Jack.

Oh, cut it out.
How did you get in
on this?

Your father
stopped by city hall
and picked me up.

You could always get picked up

for a couple
of bucks,
couldn't you?

Get out of
the way. I'm liable
to get sore.

Stop kidding and come on in.

Why don't you put your socks on?

You'll catch cold.

This is my father, Mary.
Dad, this is Mary.

How do you do,
Mr. Merrick?

And Dr. James.

He brought me into the world.

Really?
How do you do?

And lieutenant Neely.

Sure. I know
the lieutenant.
Hello.

Hello, Mary.
You're looking fine.

Thanks.

Well...

I suppose
I should say
something, or...

Or someone should.

It's been said.

I told dad about our plan,

and actually, he was surprised.

What's the matter?

Oh, it's nothing.

No, no. Come here.
Well, I told dad.

Won't you
sit down, Mrs. Merrick?
No, thank you.

Mrs. Merrick--
the last time
I heard anyone

addressed by
that name, it was
a decent woman.

If she could
have lived to
have seen this--

dad, you don't have
to be unattractive
about it.

Do you know what you
married, or did she
get you up here

before you
had a chance
to find out?

Now wait a minute,
Mr. Merrick. We've known
each other for 3 years.

Listen, dad.

What did you do
to get him up
here tonight?

You don't have
to go on like this.
Please.

You should
have studied me
more closely.

I'd have settled for much more

than you can possibly get now.

You're a little
too smart,
Mrs. Haines.

Listen, dad.
But we don't want
anything.

You don't.
No.

Give me that.

Listen.
What happened, Jack?

Dad lost his temper.

Oh, he did.

That's too bad.

In a way, I can understand him.

Understand him?

Well, we did
spring it on him,
and I mean,

if dad wants to give us
his blessing or even his ok,

these family courts--
they're not gonna do
anybody any good.

Go on. You're doing
beautifully.

I want to show dad our plan.

The only thing
you can show me
is an annulment

and a good,
clean pair of
heels from you.

Now listen.

Jack, this is not a question

of the angry father
and the runaway
kids.

Let's go down to Casey's.

You owe me something

and that's
respect for
my judgment.

I owe you something
and that's my
protection.

Protection from what?

You.

Do you know anything about her?

Yes, of course.

Lieutenant.

Just a moment.
Let's start from
the beginning.

When did you
first arrest--

arrest her?
She's never been--

oh, yes, she has.
When you know
what we know.

That's impossible.
What could they
have--

would you care?

Well, you know not, but...

I mean, they can't
say anything
like that

and get away with it.

I haven't had time
to tell you everything
since yesterday, have I?

3 years. You say
you've had 3 years.

You figure
it would be best
to tell him

or let him find it out
after you had hooked him?

Well, you're wrong,
Mr. Merrick.

I married Jack
because I love him,

and that's all I have to say.

You were behind
this other man
you married,

this thug, this murderer.

Well, I was only a kid.
I didn't--

and your aunt
obtained a court order
to have you placed in a home.

Well...

Well, I'm not
gonna apologize
for anything.

I did think
I could straighten
al Haines out.

He was--he was mad
and crazy.

Got off on
the wrong foot,
didn't he, Neely?

Sure.

Neely, will you
do something for me
right now?

Sure.

Will you tell Jack the truth

about that arrest business?

You know it was pretty raw.

I never thought I...

I'd done anything that I
could be ashamed of.

Well, as I remember it,

one of the wolf boys
was knocked off.

We got a tip
that al Haines might know
something about it,

but we can't find al.

Then we thought
that this young lady,
al's wife,

might happen to know

just what golf course
al was playing on that day,

as we wanted to talk to him,

but she wouldn't give us
any information.

So we take her over
to headquarters
and book her

just to make her talk,

but no soap with Mary, no talk.

Just about that time,

al Haines turns up,
and we let her go.

That's all there was to it.

Thanks, Neely.

Do you see, dad?

Do you see?

Do you see
what you got
yourself into?

Jack.

Jack, please come
away with me now.

Even if it's only
for the sake
of the few hours

that we've been married.

You did promise,

and I do care
about you very much.

Please come now.

And I'll stick by you always,

and you stick by me now...

Only because
I love you
very much.

Darling, I've got
to make dad understand.

Dad, can't you see
what kind of a girl Mary is?

Don't you see?

You're right as far
as you're concerned,

but you're not
allowing yourself
to see my side of it.

It isn't a question
of seeing your side
of it.

It isn't
even a question
of being fair.

Ever since
you got out
of school,

you've been making
a fool of yourself,

getting into one jam
after another.

Hi. Lady.

Yes?

You left your door wide open.

Got any valuables up here?

No.

No, I haven't.

You going back up?

If not, I'll lock your door.

No, I'm not.

Listen, would you bring

my coat and things
down for me.
Quickly, please.

Yes. Right away.

Why did you quit, Mary?

I got some smoke in my eyes.

Well, stick around.

The kid's putting up a fight.

I'm afraid
there's only one fighter
in that ring.

Hurry, will you?

Here. Give me those.

Any message?

No, thanks, Neely.

Who is it?

It's me.

You're back?

Yes.

Are you married?

Yes.

Did you have a fight already?

No.

If he's coming here,
I'll breathe.

He will.

I know he will.

It's 3:00.

I'm going to wait.

If it's months, if it's years...

I'm going to wait.

I ain't gonna ask you
all about it now, honey.

You tell me
in your own good time.

But they'll never get you down.

There's too much too you.

Oh, darling.

That's right, honey.

Let yourself go.
You'll feel better.

Good morning.
Good morning.

Ah, young
Mr. Merrick.

Himself in person.

Oh, oh, gee, he has grown.

A year old last Friday.

Amy, will you
keep your man
out of here

until I'm dressed?

Ain't my man.
It's virgie.

Well, what do you want?

Have you got
a date tonight,
Mary?

Oh, Amy the coffee's
boiling over. Can't you
smell it?

What did you say?
Have you got
a date tonight?

Sure. With my son,
that bed, and that book.

What's on your mind?

Oh, let's step out.

You've never
seen me dance,
have you?

And besides,
I have a good reason
for thinking

you might want
to go stepping
tonight.

Oh, virg, you know
I never go out.

And never will.
Well,
that all depends.

Yeah. Depends on a certain guy,

a guy
that you've been
waiting to see

come through
that door for
a long time.

What are you talking about?

Honey, Jack Merrick

was married
this morning
in Paris, France.

Oh.

Oh, he was?

That's great.

To--to
the Carson girl?

Yes. The glad tidings

were just wafted over
the A.P. Wire,

so I climbed aboard my camel

and galloped right over.

John Merrick Jr.
to Florence "flip" Carson,

only daughter
of J.P. "Josh" Carson

of the Carson chemical works.

The happy pair
left immediately
for a motor trip

to the sunny south of France.

Blah, blah, blah.

You know,
I always thought
he would come back

just as you said...

I told you so.

Right through
that door.
Tough.

That's what you get
for not listening
to me, Mary.

He ought to have known
about that baby.

Oh, shut up, Amy, will you?

You see...

If he wouldn't
come back
for me myself,

why...

I wouldn't want to...

You know what I mean.

The girl with a baby
in her arms--

mm-mmm.

I'm not the type.

Well...

He just isn't coming back.

And that's that, my boy.

Well, doesn't the kid come in

for some of the Merrick dough?

Oh, no.
We're gonna manage
on our own.

You're gonna stand
on your own 2 feet,

aren't you, Jackie?

Come on, darling.

Don't let it get you, kid.

Remember, I'm your pal.

Thanks, Virgie.
So long, Mary.

Hey, you're late.

That's right.

Mama's going to be late, Jackie.

Well...

You've lost your dad, darling.

I'm glad you're not old enough

to know anything about it.

Here's your coffee.

Oh, no, Amy,
I--I can't.

Oh, come on.

No. I'll grab a bite
later when I've
stopped jittering.

Come on, didn't you tell me

you was to meet
Mr. Rogers in court
this morning?

Oh, yes.
That's right.

You're tough, honey,

but--gee, your life
ain't over yet.

There's lots
of other men around.

Married in Paris...

Off on a honeymoon
to the sunny south
of France.

Forget him, will you?

Oh, Amy, I wish I could.

You know,
this existence we lead
is a dismal affair

without a personal
and sympathetic interest,
isn't it?

Could it be possible

that somebody
could take his place?

You're very young
and so attractive.

I couldn't imagine anyone else.

No?

I do agree with you.

There's
nothing worse
than loneliness.

I know.

Mary...

Yes?

You know I know.

Excuse me.

Miss Donnell,
Mr. Whitaker's
on the telephone.

Mm-mmm.

I think it's important.

You have a son, though.

His son.

Yes, I have him.

Thanks.

Bye.

They both are?

Yes?

And he was killed?

Nearly. Oh.

Yes.

Come in here.

Tell Mrs. ransom
to come here
at once, please.

What happened? I've just
seen it in the paper.
Is he dead?

The chauffeur was killed, yes.

The car
was overturned
near lyons.

They're both of them
in the hospital,

both of them...

Unconscious.

Sit down.

Sit down.

Now, will you do
what I tell you?
You're going away.

You're gonna take
your baby and that woman
who lives with you,

and you're going
to white sulfur Springs.

You need a change.

Yes. Something.

But there's nothing.

There is.

You can't do anything
for Jack now.

His life is in the hands
of a stronger power,

but you need a friend,

and you've got one.

You know that, don't you, Mary?

Come on.

You sent for me, Mr. Rogers?

Yes. Mrs. ransom,

could you take
miss Donnell home?

And you might be
a good friend
and help them pack.

Take my car.
It's downstairs.

She's taking the 6:15 train

to white sulfur Springs.

I'll see the ticket's
at the station.

You take care
of everything else.

I'll get my hat and coat.

Leave everything to me.

I'll keep you informed
about Jack's condition.

Be a good girl...

Please.

Tell her friend

I'll have a doctor
at the hotel
when they arrive,

and stay right
with her.
She's all in.

Yes, Mr. Rogers.

This is the consolidated case.

You will work on it, won't you?

I will. I promise.

Bye.

Good-bye.

You know,
birthdays are
funny things.

Yeah?

They're swell for
kids, but not so hot
when you grow up.

There you are.

Oh, boy! Cake!

You're 4 years old,
so you rate
4 candles

so on up until around 30.

When your mom
comes home, we're gonna
light those candles,

and you've got to blow them out.

If they don't
all go out at once,
it's bad luck.

I doubt very much
if you've got
what it takes,

so your mom and me
will put them out
for you,

and it'll probably be your ma,

and that's only right.

Here she is now.

Come on.

You did a nice job
with that cake,
Sally.

Ship ahoy!

Ship ahoy!

Thanks for the ride, sailor.

Hello there.

See? I'm all excited
about these myself.

Jackie. Jackie.

Look here what I have--

a real letter for you.

Now listen.

To my pal Jack
from your pal
Lloydie boy.

And it's a sailor suit,
a real one.

He had it made by tailors.

Sick as he is,
he remembered
his birthday.

His writing is still
a bit wobbly, poor dear.

How is Mr. Rogers?

He's very ill.

Wish I could see him.

Well, why can't you?
You're his secretary.

Can't. Better not.

They won't
even tell me
how ill he is.

I feel so helpless.

You know that feeling

that you should
do something, and...

Yeah, I know
something else, too.

What's that?

You're falling for him
at last. I knew you would.

The day we moved
in here, I knew it.

I don't see how you
could help yourself.

He's been so decent.

You're right.
He is decent.

He has everything but...

But that one thing
right here in my heart.

Jack.

Mm-hmm.

You know, I believe
I'm like those
unfortunate gals

you read about
in the dime novels--

she only loved once.

Dopes. That's what
they are--dopes.

Oh, Jackie.

You wanted to put it on.

Come here, you monkey.

You wanted to get
into your sailor
suit, didn't you?

Amy...

Ahem.

Is the c-a-k-e ready?

Yes.

Oh, you're much too wise.

Miss Donnell, please.

Who shall I say?

Tilden.
Mr. Clark Tilden.

Mr. Tilden calling.

Ok. Let's go.

Mr. Rogers been here tonight?

Mr. Rogers? Who?

You know Mr. Rogers.

Oh, yeah. He's sick,

very sick.

Has he been here?

No. Not unless
he took the stairs.

How do you do?

Hello, Mr. Tilden.

What's happened?
Is Lloyd worse?

Is he here?

No, he isn't.

Are you sure?

Well, of course I'm sure.
What's happened to him?

He's disappeared.

Got up
out of his bed
and left the house.

This afternoon,
he was delirious,
and then he slept.

His nurse left him
for a few moments,

and when
she'd returned,
he'd gone.

We telephoned every
place likely, but
then, as I say...

Mrs. Rogers
asked me to come
straight here.

Oh, did she?

And you hadn't seen him?

No. No.
I haven't seen him
for 3 weeks.

Well, if he
should happen to come here
and it's likely,

will you be good enough
to telephone me?

I'll be with Mrs. Rogers
at the house.

She wants to avoid
any publicity,

but we've had to inform
the police, naturally.

You said he was delirious.

Yes.

This afternoon, he
talked incessantly.

Mrs. Rogers
is terribly upset.
It's tragic.

But where could he be?

If he is here
and you're
hiding him...

If anything should happen,
you'll be in a spot.

You're very unjust.

If anyone is unjust, it is you,

enticing that man
away from his home,

from a decent wife
who cares for him.

You know perfectly well
that you and your child

have become
an obsession with him.

Will you get out of here?

If he does come here,
I'll--I'll telephone you.

You--you
must forgive me

if my loyalties
make me feel
rather strongly.

Lloyd Rogers was a fine man.

He was and he still is.

And you'll
forgive me if my
loyalties prevent me

from discussing
his private affairs
with you.

You should rid yourself
the delusion

that your affairs are private...

Oh, you get out of here!

Shh! You woke up Jackie.
Where is Mr. Rogers?

Home sick. Why?
Thanks.

The instant you see Mr. Rogers,

telephone me at that number.

Ok.

Don't be angry with me.

I'm not.

I had to come.

I wanted to see you.

Of course.

I'm all right...

A bit weak, naturally.

Naturally.

Sit down.

I'm so tired of doing
what I'm told.

Of course you are.

Will you wait just a minute?

No.

I told her.

You told her what?

They call it delirium,

but, Mary,
I was never more lucid
in my life.

Lloyd, will you wait a minute?

No.

I told her what you mean to me.

I asked her to let me go,

to divorce me.

But you promised.

Yes, I know.

I broke my promise.

When I laid there,

I kept on thinking and thinking

and thinking and thinking.

I found that I'd rather go out
than be without you.

I couldn't but tell her
that she and I--

that our love had--
had ripened
into friendship.

I told her how much
you mean to me...

All this time.

What did she say?

In her vanity point, darling,

she called it delirium.

She sent the nurse
out of the room.

She sat there watching me,

watching me, watching me,
watching me.

Mary, when you're ill
and so helpless,

everything you want and yet...

Nothing you want.

I wanted you, so I came here.

It's wrong.

Oh, it's so wrong--
all of it.

No. It's so right.

Will you let me stay here
for a while, please?

I'm all right, really.

I begged you
not to turn me into
the other woman.

You promised
you'd protect me
from hurting her.

You see, you belong to her.

I don't.

Nobody belongs to anyone
when they don't care anymore.

But she does care.

Will you let me stay here
quietly, please?

You're going home.

This is home.

Don't let anyone come in here.

Hmm?

Ma...

They were trying to reach you,

left a message
at the press club.

Did you know the police
were looking for him?

It'll be just as good
if they don't find him
up here,

so I ducked right out
to tip you off.

Oh, I know. I've been
trying to get him home.
He's very sick.

Virgil, listen,
do me a favor, will you?

Call his doctor--
Dr. Hartman, 582-4merit,

and do it on the private phone.

Amy, you get that.

Hello?

Mr. Tilden's on his way up.

Oh, good. Amy, answer the door.

Listen, Virgil. You
stand by and help Tilden
get him home, will you?

Oh, Lloyd,
you shouldn't be out here.

All right.

Oh, I'm so glad you're here.

I wanted to telephone you.

Lloyd.

Lloyd, it's Clark, Clark Tilden.

Go away.

He's delirious.

I don't know what to do.

Oh, Mr. Tilden,
if it's at all possible,

he should be taken home.

That's just what
we're going to do.

Here's the doctor now.

Here you are, doctor.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Mr. Tilden...

If it's at all possible,

I do think
he should be taken home.

Yes, yes. You said so.
Of course.

Where's Mrs. Rogers?

She's downstairs in the car.

If anything should happen here,

it wouldn't be too hot for you.

What?

Well, if he
should die--he's
plenty sick.

And if he did,

the smartest
thing they could
do would be

to get
an ambulance and
rush him home.

An ambulance here?
Wouldn't that start
some talk?

Oh, Amy, I'm so sorry
for her. She doesn't
deserve this.

And you don't either.

When I felt
his forehead,
it was icy cold.

I'll take another look.

Don't you think
you ought to go in there,

if it's only for his sake?

How can I, Amy?

Mommy, mommy, mommy.

Can I get dressed now?

Oh, darling,
be quiet. Someone's
very, very ill.

I beg your pardon.

I don't wish to intrude, but...

Oh, that's all right.

Excuse me.

Come on, sweetheart.

My husband is asking for you.

The doctor
does not wish him
to be moved now.

I do hope it doesn't
inconvenience you.

Of course not.

Don't you think that if you...

If you'd stay with him, he'd...

I told you
he was asking
for you.

He's very, very ill.

I see.

Shall we go?

Doctor...

Doctor Hartman.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Carl, will you go, please?

He wants to see you alone.

Let's see that the papers
get this straight.

If they get it wrong,
it'll be terrible.

Yes.
I must to talk to you
about that.

Oh,
Mr. Tilden...

Mary.

Mary!

Tell you what we'll do.

I'll go downtown...

Now, will you put me down?!

Never mind.
It's all right.
Get one, boys.

Thank you, miss Donnell.

Thank you very much.
All right.

Mary, Mary that picture
of Mr. Rogers on the piano,
you know--

well, they put
Jackie up beside it,

and they took
a snapshot of him
and the picture.

Mary, I couldn't help it.
Oh, that's
the express.

Those guys down there
would steal the flowers off
their own mother's grave.

Listen, Virgie.
Be a dear.

See if you can
stop them, will
you, please?

I'll go
along. I know
Fred down there.

Boys, would you mind
getting out?
This is my home.

Look, miss Donnell.
Let's be reasonable.

Now, we don't want
to do this, but
it's a big story,

and well, we've got to cover it.

If you'll give us a brief
statement and answer
a couple of questions,

we'll play ball with you
all the way through.

Well, I know
what you're up against.

It isn't your fault,
but well, I'm all in.

If you come back
tomorrow morning,
I'll talk to you.

First thing in the morning?

All right.
And listen.

How about killing
that picture
in the express?

Thank you
for stopping,
miss Donnell.

I agree with you.
This seems
pretty raw.

Thanks very much.
You're very kind.

And the front
door's just this
way, gentlemen.

And we'll be
seeing you all
later.

Ok, sister.
Be calm.

Mary, they told me
you sent them
to wait.

I was just
telephoning
the office.

When I turned around,
they had Jackie up
on the piano,

next to that picture
of Mr. Rogers,

taking snapshots of them both.

It doesn't matter, Amy,
because we're going away
at once.

Where?

Oh, east and then on.

Somewhere.

Well, if they print
that picture of Jackie
and Mr. Rogers,

you know what people
are going to say.

Amy, you can't
stop people
from talking.

It's a dirty shame.

We've got his birth certificate.

So what?

So they could
publish it, say who
his father really is.

He's got to go
to school someday,

maybe college, and
you wouldn't want...

When that time comes,

we won't be
anywhere near
this burg.

He'll never even know
he's lived near here.

Listen, Amy. Come on.
Let's get busy packing.

We're on our way.
Yeah, wait a minute.

Well, they've started
on you now,

haven't they, honey boy?

They've run
your poor old mom
into the ground.

But we won't
let it get us down,
will we?

Here. Let mom
blow your whistle.

Hey, there's somebody else
out there now.

I'll go.

You've taken enough from them.

Jack.

Hello, Mary.

The front door was open.

So you came in?

Yes. Am I intruding?

Oh, no.

How have you been?

Great.

Do you want a drink?

Amy!

No, thanks.

Still Amy?

Still Amy, yes.

Too bad about Lloyd.

Yes, too bad.

We're going away.

Who's we?

Oh, my son and Amy and I.

Where?

Europe, I guess.

Europe.

Haven't been to Europe since...

H-how is your wife?

Fine, considering.

Have one?

She'll never be
out of the wheelchair.

Oh, poor darling.

I hear that you've
been splendid.

I was responsible.

I was driving the car...

Was cockeyed.

I haven't had a drink
since, Mary.

Good.

I was going crazy
in Paris that time.

Little flip came over,
she stuck around, and...

We married and...

Yes.

Then the crash.

A nightmare that was.

Yes.

Yes, I remember.

They thought I was going under.

How would I?

I kept thinking of you.

Of me?

Yes.

I wanted to come and find you.

Yes.

When I was convalescing,

they showed me
poor little flip
all battered up.

Mary, she's got something.

She's the
bravest woman,
she is really.

I'm sure she is.

I remembered you,

all about running
away and sticking,
remember?

I've been working
ever since,
all the time.

Mary...

Oh, I'm very proud of you.

Standing on my own
2 feet, remember?

Yes.

Jackie, put that down.

Your son?

Yes.

I've been sitting
over at the club
thinking about you

and wondering if there
wasn't something--

some way I could
help you and him.

Oh, no.
I don't think so.

It was
grand of you to
come over, though.

You must be a bit bothered

by the effect all this
will have on the boy.

Naturally.

Naturally, yes.

I haven't said
a word to a soul--

dad and flip, I mean.
But...

But what?

Oh, I don't know, but...

Flip's crippled for life.

It's on her mind
constantly
about children.

Go on.

Dad and I did
talk at one time
about adopting a boy.

Yes.

As I say, I was sitting
over at the club
thinking about you--

oh, I see.

I didn't mean--

yes, you did mean!

Could you give away
a child of your own?
Could you?!

Oh, Mary, I didn't
give myself time

to think about your side of it.

I didn't know.

There are a lot of things
you don't know, Jack.

I bet there are.

I thought...
Mary's boy.

It was an impulse.
I can see now
what nerve it was.

Can you understand?

Yes, I can.

It was a tender sort of feeling.

I got all choked up, you know?

Jack...

Would you like to see him?

Sure.

Come on in here, then.

Hello, Amy.

Hello,
Mr. Merrick.

Where's Jackie?

Under the bed.

Oh...

Jackie?

Why not?
I named him after you.

How old is he?

He's 4.

Why don't you pick him up?

He got away, Mary.

Get him, he's on the other side.

Here he is.

How old did you say he was?

Jack...

How old would he be?

How old would he be?
Look at him.

What?

We were married, weren't we?

Come on, darling.
It's time for your nap.

Sure...

Do you want to think
that anybody else
is his father...

Do you?

Mary, why wasn't I told?

If you'd come back,

I wanted you
to come back to me...

Oh!

For me.

I can't believe it.

Come here, you.
I want to have
a look at you.

It's your dad.

It's your father, Jackie.

Why did you hide him so long?

He's never been hidden.

How old did you say he was?

I told you twice--
he's 4 years old.

How much does he weigh?

36 pounds.

Gosh, he's a tough kid.

Turn around, Jackie.
Let your old pop
look at you.

Attaboy.

Oh, when dad hears--

Mary...
What?

Can I steal him?
Steal him?

Just borrow him for awhile.

No.

No. We're going away
as soon as we can,
aren't we, Jackie?

Mary, you can't.
Not now.

No?

We've got to stick together.

It's all different now, Mary.

I don't think it is.

You belong to me.
You always have...

Do does this little husky.

Definitely.

Say, take a look.

Are we alike?

Yes.

You really think so?

Always, yes.

Who am I?

I don't know.

I'm your dad.
Dad?

Yeah.

Can you fight?
Yes.

Oh...

Mary, he hit me!

Oh, Jackie.

Oh, you've done
a swell job here.

It's a very
serious thing,
having a baby.

You're telling me.

We've got to do
something about
this boy right now.

I'm glad you feel that way.

When I came home just now the...

Reporters were in there
taking pictures of him--

inferring that...

Of course.
What else?

What were you doing
about it, nothing?

Did everything I could.

I'm glad I could tell you.

I told his father.

I'll get them.
I'll be back.

Good-bye.

Good-bye, son.

I'll be back.

Amy? Amy, see that
he gets some sleep,
will you?

Sure.

You mustn't undo
all the things
that you've done

since you--

since you found yourself.

I'll always think
of you...Always.

But you must go your way now.

You must let me
go mine without any--

with...

Will you please go now, Jack?

There's nothing more to say.

I'll be back...

Darling.

Well, now what?

Same as before.

Get packing.
We're on our way.

Now, don't you
start anything
that you can't finish.

And I'm warning you,

before this is over,
you'll be very sorry
that you ever started it.

You listen to me--

oh, you listen to me.
You let me alone!

I've taken all
I'm going to from you
and from everybody else!

Well...

Mrs. Haines
is becoming herself.

I like it.
It's healthier.

The pose you assumed
at our last meeting

didn't particularly impress me.

I'm glad you dropped it.

Makes my job easier.

You're deliberately
trying to jockey me

into doing something
that would--

would give you the right
to frame me, aren't you?!

I'm dealing with you
the only way effective
with women of your type--

straight from the shoulder--

since it's obvious
that you're completely
unfit to raise that child.

Don't you dare say that to me!

Don't you dare!

Why not accept the inevitable?

I've satisfied
myself that you have
my son's child.

And since its birth,

you've acted
in a manner
consistent with

the grounds upon
which we had your
marriage annulled.

Go on.

Any sane person
would agree with me

that you've done
that child almost
irreparable harm.

Oh...

I shall ask
the courts
to remove him

from the possibility
of further
contamination.

You see, that little boy

happens to be
a member
of my family,

and we consider it
our duty
to protect him.

Does Jack know about this?

He knows of my decision
in this matter.

Did he sign
the application
for that court order?

Oh, sure, he must have
to get it issued.

If you doubt its validity,

try taking that child
out of town now. Just try.

I'd like
to speak to Jack.
Could I wait here?

My son isn't going to
discuss this with you
or anyone else.

He wants that boy,
and he's going
to have him.

Yes, he may, in fact.

That's better.

Now you're beginning
to talk sense.

Yes, very good sense,
Mr. Merrick.

I think after awhile
you'll be happy
in the knowledge

that you did the right thing.

The boy
will have a real
chance in life,

everything that love
and care and money
can give him.

By the way,
will you have
some tea?

Oh, no. No, thank you.

Of course, you will
be free to travel.

I think you can
feel entitled
to an amusing life.

Of course,
we'll handle
this thing

as delicately
and as generously
as possible.

I'll vouch for that.

Yes.

Delicacy is your long suit,

isn't it, Mr. Merrick?

You hold all the cards,

all the trumps.

You're the winner, aren't you?

You would be except for one Ace.

I have something
you can never
take away from me.

That's Jack's love for me.

You want to take
my son away from me?

All right,
I'll take your son
away from you.

Hello, Mary.

Dad, what's all this
about a warrant
or a court order

or whatever you call it?

Didn't you apply for it?

I did not.
Now, you keep
out of this.

Keep out of this?
What do you mean,
keep out of this?

Dad, you didn't say
anything about any
kind of a court order

when I talked to you
this afternoon.

You told me
she was leaving town.

I talked to my lawyers
about it, and they said
it's our right--

in fact, our duty
to keep that woman
and the child in the state

until we have made
more definite plans.

Jack, then, you didn't
know anything about it?

Certainly not.
This isn't the way
to go about it.

Dad, you're all wet.
I talked to Mary.

She needn't have
told me anything
about the baby.

I think it was
very square of her.

Square?
To hide the fact
of the child's existence?

Make the poor little
thing a mere nobody?

That's all over.
That's all through.
That's past.

We may as well
have this
out here and now,

dad, I told Mary
this afternoon--

I asked her if she'd
come back to me,

if she'd marry me again.

I told her that I cared for her,

that I've always cared for her.

I'm gonna talk
to flip. I'm gonna
lay the whole thing

right on the line to her.

Mary said no this afternoon,

but she hasn't
the right to say no.

Dad you've got to help us.

You broke
us up before,
and you were wrong.

You've always been wrong.

You can't take other
people's lives
and run them

like you run your business.

I'll discuss this with my son

and communicate with you later.

If you don't mind,
I'll show you
to the door.

Is the car downstairs, Jack?

I'm sorry all this
happened, Mary.

But you were packing
to go away anyway,
weren't you?

Keep on packing.
I'm coming to you.

I'm going with you,
and no one
can stop me.

Don't say anything,
don't argue,
don't talk, just go.

All right, Jack.

You failed me once.
This time--

trust me.

All right, I will.

Good morning.

I'm Mrs. Merrick.
Is miss Donnell in?

No.

Amy...

If that's the baggage man,
tell him we're not nearly ready.

Nice wide doors.

All right, Fredericks.

May I wait, please?

Yeah.

Mrs. Merrick.

Mrs. Merrick--
she's out there
in a wheelchair.

Oh.

It's a great time
of the day to be
calling, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

Especially when
we've never been
introduced.

I'm Mary Donnell,
and...You're Mrs. Merrick,

Jack's wife.

If I'm mistaken not,

we're 2 Mrs. Merricks

meeting in the cold
light of dawn.

Do you mind if we
talk for a minute?

Why not?

Alone?

Yes.

Sorry.

Would you be
more comfortable
on the couch?

Oh, I'm quite all right
here, thank you.

Nice...

Do you mind if I smoke?

You?

No, thanks.

I just finished one.

Thank you.

Jack told me
about finding you
yesterday

and the boy, too.
It knocked him
off his feet.

Yes.

Do you know that
Jack and his father

have been at it all night?

They're
nervous wrecks,
both of them.

Yes.

I just left them.

They wouldn't
let me in on what
it was all about.

They wouldn't?
No.

But I have a pretty fair idea.

I've loved Jack Merrick

since I've been
a child in arms...
Always.

Yes.

I've always been
teased about it.

I didn't know
anything about
you and Jack

until after we were married.

He's been splendid.

And I've thanked you
a thousand times

from the bottom of my heart.

You thanked me for what?

You played a great
part in the molding
of Jack's character.

Yes, you did.

He's been gentle and loving...

And so patient.

Why did you come here now?

To ask you to take him.

To ask me to take him?

Yes...

You must.

What has he said to you?

Oh, just that he'd
found you and the boy.

He ran in for
a moment yesterday
and ran right out again.

And you haven't seen him since?

Oh, yes,
this morning at
his father's house

for an instant.

And he's told you nothing?

Oh, he intimated
that there would be

lots more to tell
when he got home.

But I did feel that while

he and his father
were apparently
deciding so much

that...We women
should get together

and decide for ourselves.

You asked me to take him.
Why do you suggest that?

Because he's madly
in love with you.

And you love him?

Of course.

And loving him,
you could ask me
to take him?

You could give him up to me?

Of course.

What right have I got
to hang onto him?

Because I happened to be
in love with him?

What could I ever mean to him?

I'm only half a wife.

Isn't love bigger than that?

It's not bigger than our son.

Jack wants children.

Who doesn't want
a son of their own?

That's why you've
got to take Jack.

You've got to for the boy.

Doesn't it hurt you to say this?

Of course it hurts.

Nothing fine comes
without its pain.

You found that out
when the baby came,
didn't you?

Mm-hmm.

It's because I love him
that I can give him up.

And it's because
you love him
that you must take him.

Because you love him,
you can give him up.

But, you see...

I don't love him.

No?

No.

I don't believe you.

But suppose it were true,

you have your son to think of.

He'll need Jack.

Oh, I can take care of him.

Are you sure you're being...

Quite fair to yourself?

Oh, yes.

Yes, I am.

You've got to believe me.

I told Jack when
he was here yesterday.

I had no intention. I--

I--I don't love your husband.

I've made my own plans.

Oh, I do wish you could've
heard him talk about you
when he was here yesterday,

of his devotion to you.

He looked so strong and so well

and so happy.

Yes, I know.
I do know.

Is that the youngster?

Yes. He always wakes
at the crack of dawn.

Want a peek?

Oh, I'd love a peek.
Could I?

Yes.

Why, let's go, then.

May I?

Yes. Thank you so much.

You will excuse
the muddle, won't you?

Oh, of course.

That's natural with a baby.

Hi, sailor.

Hi.

Jackie, darling,

this is Mrs. Merrick.

Hello.

I have a picture of Jack
when he was a baby.

He looks just like that.

Do you want to
ride in my chariot?
Come on, darling.

All right, in we go, my boy.

You make a very
handsome sailor man,
do you know what?

Yup.

Jackie, will you yodel
for Mrs. Merrick?

That's enough, darling.

Mary...

It's all set.

I just left dad.
He was crying
like a baby.

I just dashed over to kiss you

on my way home to tell flip.

Oh, so you
want to give me a ride?

Who's that?

Your wife.

Flip?

Jack, come here.

Sit down.

You said to me yesterday,

"Mary, she's the bravest woman.

She's got something," remember?

Yes.

Well, you're right about her.

You've got to stick.

But...

If you leave her now,
we'll never be happy.

Don't you see?

Mary, you said--
you said yesterday
at the house--

I know I did,
but think a minute.

Could we ever be happy?
Could we?

Everything's all set
for us with dad.

You haven't told her?
Not yet.

Well, you're not going to.

No.

Jack...

Yes, Mary?

Jack, do you know
why she came here?

Why?

To ask me to take you.

She did?

Mary, I told you
she's like that.

She is like that.

And she loves you.

And she has a right to you.

It's something that--

that you just don't
do anything about.

Oh, Mary, what about the boy?

He'll be all right.

Jack...

Could you tell her
that you're going

to leave her alone
in that chair forever?

Could you?

Oh!

Honey, darling,
did you hurt yourself?

No, Jack.
I'm all right.

Take it easy.
Don't try to do it
yourself.

No, no.
Don't fuss over me.

I'm all right, really I am.

Ahh!

Whoo!

Jack's doing his stuff, huh?

What were you two cooking up?

Shall we tell him, Mary Donnell?

That's our secret, isn't it?

Our secret...

Yes.

Now I'm gonna
have to bundle
you two off.

I've got to get going, really.

I'm sorry.
I hope you forgive me
for barging in on you like this.

I'm very glad you came.

I am, too.

May I say good-bye
to Jackie, please?

Oh, yes, yes.
I'll go in
and get him.

Oh, honey.

Jack, she's divine.

And what a child.

Yeah.

Here we are.

Come here, darling.

Whoa.

Come here to me.

Ooh. A big handsome man.

You nearly spilled
flip on her face,
didn't you?

Yes.

It's all right.

Come on. Off we go...

You did?

You've got a pug nose,
you know that?

Come on.

Will you give me
a big squeeze, huh?

Yup.

You will? Good.
Hmm...

Good-bye,
Mrs. Merrick.

Good-bye.

Come on, Jackie.

I've got a pug nose.

Good-bye, Jackie.

Good-bye.

So long, Mary.
So long.

Come on, Jackie, darling.

Mommy, mommy,
can I take my toys?

No, darling, I--

I think we'll send
them to the, um--

to the children's hospital,

for little boys
who haven't got
any toys.

Amy...

Amy!

Well, what?

Mary, he wants
to take all those toys.

What have you got
your hat on for?

I don't know.

It's safer on my head
the way things are
around here.

Well, put the rest
of your things
on pronto.

What for? Now?

Yes. And get Jackie
dressed in his
sailor suit. Go on.

Dress him, you said?

Yes.

Mary, I don't have to be
a mind reader.
You couldn't!

Couldn't I? Go on!
No!

Amy, I told you to
put his things on
and yours, too.

Now go on, please!

Mary, you can't.

Take him.

Come on, Jackie.

Ship ahoy!

Well, what?

There you are.
You know where.

Go on.

All right.

What about when
night time comes,

and he starts wanting you?

He always does.

That's your job, Amy.

You'll do it for me.

Just make him believe that I...

Well, that I...

I never was.

I've always been
very bad luck to men.

And you're a little man,
aren't you, Jackie?

Sure.

Take him away.

I can't!

Mommy.

Come on, Jackie.

Jackie...

Jackie, come back here!

You know that...

Mom likes your collar...

Outside of your coat, don't you?

Sure.

That's right.

Now run along.

Will you say
thank you
to the lady?

Thank you!

Virgil...

Hello.

Where you been?

Oh, Italy, Greece,
Switzerland--

everywhere.

Everywhere is right.
You wore us to a frazzle.

We've chased you
all around the world.

Jack's been half crazy.

How is he?

He's fine. But, gee, Mary,
if you knew how he'd
tried to find you.

And the baby?

Jackie?

Baby?
He's a big boy now.

Every time I see him,
he looks more like you.

And flip?

Flip died last winter.

Pardon me.
They're ready with
your call to America.

Mary, Jack's waiting for you.

Will you talk to him?

Hello!

Yes!

Connected, madame?

Yes.

Hello!

Hello, Jack!

Mary...Mary?

Yes, it's Mary.

What?

You're coming over?

Oh...