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(upbeat music)

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- Sara, are you ready yet?

(Sara)
I'll be ready in a minute.

- My lunch hour is half over.

I'd hate to see us both fired
on your first day.

- Is this conservative enough?

- Perfect.

If the job at the bank
doesn't work out,

you can always enter a convent.

- Does it pay well?

- No, but the boss doesn't
come on to you.

- I hope I do well.

- Hey, you've been observing
at the bank for a week.

You know everything a part-time
teller needs to know.

Any questions, ask me.

- What if you're on
your coffee break?

- Ask the other tellers.
They won't bite.

Or ask our branch manager,
Mr. Wolfe.

No, cancel that, he might.

- He makes me nervous.

He keeps looking at me as if
he expects me to make mistakes.

- Let me tell you something
about Barry Wolfe, Sara.

He doesn't look
at attractive tellers

to observe their mistakes.

Only their measurements.

He thinks it's his duty to hit
on every woman in the bank.

- Did he ever try
anything with you?

- Yeah, he came on strong

the first day
I was working there.

And I really put him
in his place.

The next day he sent me
flowers to apologize.

The next day
he asked me out again,

and I turned him down again.

And the day after that,

he sent me the bill
for the flowers.

- I wish I were as good
at turning men off as you are.

- Oh, isn't that sweet?

- What?
- Jackie came home

on her lunch hour
to pick up Sara.

- Oh, yes, that's right.

Sara starts work
in Jackie's bank today.

You know, ever since
those girls

moved downstairs
into their own apartment,

they really turned
into something.

Jackie putting in overtime
to make ends meet.

Sara getting part-time work
after school.

(chuckles)

- Yeah, we've really done
a good job on them, Henry.

- Yeah, it's amazing
what kids'll do

to avoid living
with their parents.

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- May I help you?

- I received this letter
in the mail.

- Yes, this is to inform you
that your checking account

is overdrawn by $26.35.
- I see.

And what was it last month?

- Just a minute.

Last month you had a balance
of $112 to your credit.

- So did I write you?

- Miss Rush?

May I see your receipts?

- Oh, certainly,
Mr. Wolfe.

- Very good.
Everything checks.

- Oh, that's a relief.

- You know, Miss Rush,
I've been keeping an eye on you.

- Oh?
- You're doing very well.

- (sighs)
Oh.

- You've got it all down--

computer codes,
cage work.

- Oh, well, it really isn't
that difficult.

- Yes, it is.
Very difficult.

You just happen to have
what it takes.

- I mean, I mean,
it's not so much difficult

as it is challenging.

- We hire a lot of tellers
over the course of a year.

But I must say I've never seen
anyone take to it so fast.

- Oh, thank you.
- Keep it up.

- (sighs)
You too.

- What'd he say?

- He told me how well
I was doing.

Wasn't that nice of him?

- Did he say,
"You've got it all down"?

"Computer codes,
cage work.

"You're doing very well.

"We hire a lot of tellers
over the course of the year,

but I've never seen anyone
take to it so quickly."

- No, not exactly.

- What do you mean,
not exactly?

- He didn't say "quickly."

He said "fast."

- Don't expect flowers.

(upbeat music)

- Jackie, you mind if I get
in the shower before you?

- No, go ahead. Why?
What's your hurry?

- I got a date.

- With who?

- What difference does it make?

- Well, I'm just curious.

If Burt Reynolds
is dating my sister,

I'd like to know about it.

Especially if he's coming here
to pick her up.

- Well, he isn't.

- You're meeting him
on the corner?

A big star like that
and he doesn't have

the decency to come
to the door?

Come on, Sara, who is it?

- You'll get mad.
- Why should I?

He works at the bank.

- Could be.

- If it's Russ in New Accounts,
I'll kill myself.

- Well, I just saved your life.

It's Barry Wolfe.

- You're going out
with Barry Wolfe?

After everything
I told you about him?

- Well, he asked me to dinner.
What could I say?

- You could've said no.

- But he's been on my side
all week.

- Wait till you see
where he wants to be tonight.

- Honestly, Jackie, you're more
suspicious than Dad is.

It's purely business.

Mr. Wolfe wants to discuss
an opening

in the loan department.

- That job's always open.

- Meaning what?

- The only way to get there
is through Wolfe's bedroom.

I don't know how
you can be so dumb.

- Sure you aren't just
a little bit jealous

because your kid sister's
up for a promotion

after only one week on the job?

- For your information,
I was offered promotions.

I turned 'em down
because I knew

what I'd have
to do to get them.

- Well, I'm not gonna have
to do anything.

I trust myself and Barry Wolfe.

I'm flattered
he asked me out.

- Oh, go on, take a shower.
Go to dinner. Be a fool.

- Hey, give me some credit.

I've dated some
pretty fast operators.

I can handle Barry Wolfe

with one hand tied
behind my back.

- From what I've heard
about Barry Wolfe,

that's the way he likes it.

- Oh, hi.
- Hi.

- Hi.
- I thought you were Sara.

Where'd you two go
so dressed up?

- We had tickets
to a charity fundraiser--

Save the Baby Seals.
- Mm.

- You know, I couldn't believe
the nerve of that flashy woman

with all the jewelry.
- Mm.

- What'd she do
that was so nervy?

- She donated her
seal-skin coat.

- Then your mother donated
some of her photographs.

- Oh, did you sell any, Mom?
- I sold all of them.

- Well, then,
what are you carrying?

- I'm the one who bought them.

(laughing)

- Where is Sara?

- On a date.

- Anyone we know?

- Barry Wolfe.

Our branch manager.

- Hey hey ho,
El Brancho.

(chuckles)

- The branch manager, not bad.
- Mm.

- Not good either.

I just wish Sara
was home by now!

- It's only 11:30.

- Yeah, we don't start worrying
until 3:00.

We're conditioned.

- With Barry Wolfe,
11:30 is 3:00.

- She's worried about
her little sister.

I like that.

- He told Sara she was up
for a promotion--

assistant to the loan director.

- Oh, a promotion
in just one week.

Isn't that a bit unusual?

- For Barry Wolfe,
it's right on schedule.

- I'm not sure
I understand you, Jackie.

What exactly is bothering you?

- You don't know the reputation
this guy has.

Wolfe is not just his name,
it's his lifestyle.

- What does he do,
bay at the moon?

(chuckles)

- You know what I mean, Dad.

And I warned Sara
not to go out with him,

but she wouldn't listen.

- Well, why should she
listen to you?

She never listens to us.

- Jackie, your sister
may be young,

but she has good instincts.

- I agree.

Your mother and I raised
you girls

to be responsible
and level-headed.

Now I think Sara's
far too intelligent

to fall for some obvious
macho come-on.

You should have a little more
faith in your sister

and go to bed, 'cause that's
what we're going to do.

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay, okay.

- Good night.
- Good night, honey.

- Good night.

- If she's not home by midnight,
call us.

- Bay at the moon?

- Hi, waiting up for me?

- Yes, I am
waiting up for you.

Are you all right?

- I'm fantastic.

The most wonderful thing
that could ever happen

to a woman happened
to me tonight.

- It did?

- In the restaurant.

- In the restaurant?!

In front of all those people?

- Across the table.

- Across the table?!

- Wait, there's more.

- I don't want to hear it.

- Jackie!

He gave me the promotion.

You're looking at the new
assistant to the loan director.

- Congratulations.

(upbeat music)

- Hmm...

- Oh, boy.

- Hi.
- Oh, I see you got

the new issue of "Cosmic Cow."

- It's awful, Muriel.
Just awful.

You can't-- you can't believe
how bad it is.

- Oh, what'd they do to it?

- Nothing, it was awful
when I handed it in.

- Aw, Henry, you're
your own worst critic.

Your comics bring a lot of joy
to thousands of children.

- Oh?
- And besides, it helps
pay for the cleaning.

They raised the prices again.

- Again? I can't draw
that fast, Muriel.

- (laughs)

- Hi, Dad.
- Hi.

- Mom, may I borrow
your lint brush?

- Lint brush?

- (sniffles)

There's enough lint
on my blue pantsuit

to knit another blue pantsuit.

- Doesn't Jackie have
a lint brush?

- Yes, but I don't
want to ask her.

We haven't been talking
the last few days.

(sobbing)

- Get the lint brush.

- I'll get the lint brush.

- Here.

Sara, you mustn't let
whatever ahppens at work

come between you two.

- It won't anymore.

I'm quitting.

- What?
- Oh, you can't quit.

- Don't worry about
the rent, Dad,

I'll get another part-time job.

- The rent is the farthest
thing from my mind.

You will have it by
the first of the month.

- (sobbing)

- Oh, honey,

why would you wanna quit
your job at the bank?

You've been doing so well.

- I'm just not happy there.

I expected everybody
to congratulate me

on my promotion, instead they're
whispering behind my back.

- About what?

- About how they think
I got the job.

- (chuckles)
Oh, Sara.

You're imagining things.

- Am I?

If my own sister
doesn't believe me,

why should anyone else?
- Oh, darling,

Jackie loves you.

- Then how could she think I'd
do anything like that

just to get a promotion?

I mean, I want the job,
but not that way.

- Now, now, honey,
your mother and I know

that you earned that job
because of your own ability.

And we also know nothing
happened on your date

with Mr. Wolfe.

- Oh, thank you, Dad.

That means a lot to me.

We had a nice dinner,
that's all.

And then he offered me the job.

- We believe you.

- I was so excited
I splashed

chicken cacciatore
all over his shirt.

(both chuckling)

We had to go to his apartment

to rinse the shirt out
immediately.

- (nervous chuckling)

His apartment?

- It was right around the corner
from the restaurant.

- He took you to a restaurant
that just happened to be

around the corner from--
from-- from his apartment?

- Dad, all we did was rinse.

- Oh, well, we--
we-- we believe you.

- Oh, yes, yes, yes.

- Did you rinse with
the door open?

- Dad, then I thanked him
for a pleasant evening

and he took me home.

- And that-- that--
that was it?

That was it.
- That was it.

- (nervous chuckling)

Nothing-- nothing else
happened?

- Absolutely nothing else.

- You're sure.
- I'm sure.

- She's sure.

I... I can't see why
Jackie's so suspicious.

- It's hereditary.
- Hmm?

- Uh oh, I'm gonna
be late for class.

- Oh, Sara, Sara,

I think you should give
the job a little more time,

and never mind what
Jackie thinks,

that's her problem.

It's something she's gonna
have to work out for herself.

- That's right,
and if she doesn't,

I'll get you a bigger brush.

And a better jacket.

- Thanks, Dad.

- Hmm.

- Well, Sara's finding out
it isn't easy to be a woman.

I mean, the old double standard.

I just don't think it's fair
to Sara, that's all.

Especially when
nothing happened.

A little rinsing,
that's all.

Every girl does that.

- Why is it when you say it

it sounds like
something happened?

- I don't know which is worse,

I mean, the gossips
who spread the rumors,

or Mr. Wolfe who started them
in the first place.

- Well, it's his ego,
he's obviously flattered

because the people at the bank

are thinkign what
they're thinkign.

- Yes, and Jackie's attitude

doesn't make it any easier
for Sara.

- Hmm.
- I'm gonna talk to her

when she gets home tonight.
- Well, I'm not waiting.

I'm going down
to the bank now.

- To talk to Jackie?
- No, no, no,

I wanna see this Wolfe fella.

- Oh, now, Henry,
please be careful

what you say to him, remember,
both Jackie and Sara work there.

- Muriel, I'm sick and tired

of standing by
and watching

while women's reputations
are maligned by men

like Barry Wolfe.

I'm not just talking
about Sara,

I'm referring to
all the women out there

in the business world.

Women who are vulnerable
to the advances

of chauvanistic employers
because their jobs

and their livelihoods
are on the line.

It's wrong, Muriel.

Wrong, wrong, wrong.

- Go get him, tiger!

- Write that down, will you?

I think I can use it
for "Cosmic Cow".

- Excuse me--
- I'm sorry, I'm closed.

- Where can I find
the bank manager?

- Mr. Wolfe?

This gentleman would
like to see you.

- May I help you?

- Yeah, take this to
the vault and fill it up.

- What is this, a joke?

No, it's not a joke.

- Don't do that.

Now, walk slowly
to the vault,

don't signal anybody,
and don't step on the alarms.

- You're not gonna end up
with very much,

you should've brought
a bigger bag.

- I don't tell you
how to run your bank,

don't tell me how to rob it.

Come on.

- Dad, what're you doing here?

- I have some business
with Mr. Wolfe.

Which one is he?
- Well, that's him

with the blue suit.
- Mr. Wolfe?

Can I speak with you
for a minute?

- Uh, this isn't
a very good time--

- Let's make it a good time.

- Not now, pal,
he's busy with me.

- This'll just take a second.

I'm Sara's father,
Henry Rush.

- Hey, listen, mister, hey,
I was here first, let's go.

- Not until Mr. Wolfe and I
settle something.

- What?
- Mr. Rush,

you've picked a most unfortunate
moment to come in here.

- I know your type, Wolfe.

Every time a pretty girl
comes to work at the bank,

you make a pass at her,
you give her raises

and promotions,
and then you expect little

personal favors in return,
is that right?

- I don't have
to listen to this.

I got somebody waiting
for me in the car.

- Well, let them wait, okay?

- Mr. Rush, I wouldn't
speak to him that way.

- Why, what's he gonna do,
shoot me?

- Shh, keep it down,
will you, buddy?

- Mr. Rush, if you're referring
to Sara's promotion,

I assure you my motives
were professional.

I made no advances
toward her.

- I know that,
and you know that,

but the people who work here
don't know that.

- How long are you
gonna talk about this?

- Will you hold your horses?

- He has no right
to talk to me like that.

- Butt out, will you?

- What?

- Look, Wolfe,

are you gonna let
my daughter's reputation

go down the drain just to make
you look like a big man?

If you're a real man,
you let it be known

to these people that she got
that job on her own merits

and nothing else--
- That's it!

Forget about it!
I'm going to another branch!

- Well? Are you gentleman enough

to tell these people
the truth?

- Gladly, Mr. Rush, gladly.

- You will?

I mean, thank you,
thakn you very much.

- Call security.

- Say, I'm sorry
I lost you that customer.

(upbeat music)

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Too bad Mr. Wolfe
sent you on that errand,

I was hoping we could ride
the same bus home.

- Why?

- Thought you might
wanna talk.

- What happened to
the silent treatment?

- Sara, I'm sorry.

I've been pretty obnoxious
the last few days.

Last few days,
who am I kidding?

I've been obnoxious
for years.

- I never said that.
- Well, no, I mean

the way I patronize you,
treat you like my kid sister

who's always a little slow
and never quite as smart

about things as I am.
- I don't mind.

- Well, you should.
- No, really--

- Hey, listen to me, I'm older.

See? It's a reflex with me.

I automatically assume
you don't know that much.

I guess that's why
I didn't think

you deserved that promotion,

and you must've taken
a shortcut.

- Why didn't you ever
tell me this before?

You really hurt me, Jackie.

- I know.

- I always thought
if there was one person

in the whole world who would
always stick up for me,

it would be you.

- Sit down.

Didn't you think it was odd
that Mr. Wolfe sent you

on that errand
after closing time?

- He said it couldn't
wait till morning.

- He wanted you out of the bank

so he could make an announcement
to the other employees.

Well, actually,
more of a confession.

He admitted that he
has taken advantage

of women who want promotions.

- He didn't say I--

- No, no, that was the point.

He said you deserved the job,

that you're fully
qualified for it.

And it's the first time
he ever gave it to someone

without any strings attached.

- He really said that?

- Mm-hmm.

And then he swore us all
to secrecy and sent us home.

- Well, what did everyone say?

- Well, there were
mixed reactions.

- What do you mean mixed?

- Nobody believed him.

But I did.

- Really?
- Yes.

(music and applause)

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