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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...