All language subtitles for Second Honeymoon.(Walter Lang,1937).(DvdRip.Xvid.VO).Mercedes

Thank you.

Hello, Vicki.

Oh, Doc.

I, uh... I didn't know you were in
Miami.

Well, I didn't know myself until about
noon.

Not for sure, that is.

Oh, you're still drinking.

Well, no more, no less.

Hereditary. Father, you know... Yes, I
remember. Your father drank a quart of

whiskey every day of his life and died
at the age of 73 trying to fly a plane.

Exactly.

I didn't know you were in Miami either.

We came yesterday.

Thank you, darling.

I mean, thank you.

Is your husband inside?

Yes. What's his name?

Benton.

Benton? Yes.

Well, that's a sturdy ring.

Nice?

Grand. Oh, of course, it'd have to be.

Dependable, hmm?

Yes, thank heaven.

Come on in and see.

No, I'd rather not.

Oh, why not? You'll like Bob.

And he's always wanted to meet you.

Well, I, um... I like it out here.

Oh, don't be silly.

Where have you been?

Look what I found. My first husband.

Raoul McLeese. Marcia.

Oh,

he's my husband. Oh, just an old Hopi
custom. I used to know your wife in

Arizona. Well, now that that's over, you
might sit down.

Isn't Herbie marvelous, Raoul? He's an
engineer. You'll like him.

He's all brain.

My wife offsets my mentality.

Yes, I know, low -grade moron. But I'm
teaching her to read. Oh, good. And

capital letters.

Any progress?

Oh, we're up to age. Only six months.

Fine talk.

But I love you anyhow, baby.

Uh,

there's Bob.

What'd he say?

A little younger than I expected.

Oh, no, not that one. The one right
behind him in the white coat.

See?

Oh, yeah.

He looks like a Yale man.

Oh, he is.

Class of 24.

Who's the lady?

Mrs. Ellis, an acquaintance.

Tell me, what have you been doing and
where have you been?

Oh, here and there, various places.

Trying to find out where they made the
best stipend.

Had any luck?

Not yet.

Hello, Bob.

I'm Rowell.

Rowell the Dispossessed.

McLeish! Well, this is something.

Waiter, bring some champagne.

I'm glad to know you. Sit down, sit
down.

That was well done.

Vicki, you never told me you looked like
Ronald Coleman.

Only more sinister.

You know, it seems to me I've seen you
before.

You belong to the Racquet Club? Not yet.

Funny, but your face is very familiar.

Well, it ought to be. It's cost me
enough to put it on 23 ,000 billboards.

Not to mention the back pages of all the
magazines in the country. I'm Benton of

Benton Belts. Benton Belts, that's it.

You know, I've been waiting a long time
to meet you.

I've got a lot of questions I'd like to
ask you. Oh, yes? For instance, what did

you do when she brooded?

Beat her.

And when she snapped?

Locked her in a clothes hamper. Very
good.

And when she threw things?

Oh, well, that's a new development. Not
quite in my routine.

Well...

To Vicki. To Vicki.

You're both free to be like a chattel.

He's the most amusing bird I've met in a
long time.

Amusing. He's a nice guy, too.

I can't see why you haven't left him.

Bob, do you mean that?

No, dear.

Because if you did... I'm on a vacation.
There's room in my life for an egg like

him.

Egg. He's a waster and a clown.

Yep. Never does anything worthwhile.

Nope.

That's why I divorced him. He always
made plans and always showed promise,

never did anything.

Just laughed and made jokes.

Not like tonight.

We were all going along very nicely and
quietly.

Then Raoul appeared.

And suddenly people started whooping and
hopping around on one foot as if they'd

suddenly gone cuckoo.

Oh, forget about him, dear. Tell me, who
do you love?

Oh, Bob, I'm so glad you and I found
each other.

I despised living the way I did.

He gave me no sense of security.

Why, I never knew where I stood from one
minute to the next.

Everything was so uncertain.

You've no idea the maddening life I led
with him.

Not like us. No, not like us. I love the
way we live. I love our plans. I love

our home. I love this vacation with you.

As a matter of fact, I love you.

Good evening.

No offense, of course, but have we met
before?

I'm your valet, sir.

Oh, valet. Oh, very fine service. But
tell the management I don't need a

But you engaged me yourself, sir.

I did? When?

Yesterday afternoon when the plane
stopped in El Paso.

I assisted you into your coat.

You were having considerable difficulty.

Yes. Yes, it comes back to me now.
Rather vaguely, of course, but...

I did engage you. Yes, sir, you did.

You told me your name.

Leo McTavish, sir.

McTavish. Very nice.

Did I give you any instructions,
McTavish? Oh, yes, sir. I've attended to

everything. I purchased the tickets.

Tickets? What tickets?

The airplane tickets to New York.

Oh, well, cash them in.

Yes, sir.

And the baggage?

What about it?

It's all packed.

Well, unpack it.

Yes, sir.

That'll be all, McTavish.

Oh, yes, sir.

The door, sir.

Well, answer it.

Oh, yes, sir.

For Mr. McLeish. Thank you.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Something for you.

Well, what is it? I don't know. Well,
open it.

Okay.

Did you order a raccoon, sir?

A raccoon?

Not that I remember.

Looks a little like Aunt Emily. Is that
so, sir?

Oh, here.

Card.

From number two to number one.

Denton.

Is there anything symbolic about a
raccoon, Mac? Not that I know of, sir.

Now, if it had been a skunk... We'll
just skip that, if you don't mind.

They're very good company when you're
alone, sir.

Well, at least he has a sense of humor.

Yes, sir.

What do we call her?

Violet is a rather pretty name.

Violet, of course.

Mac, you've made yourself indispensable.

The job's yours. Oh, thank you, sir.

Mac, we're staying because I've just
seen my ex -wife.

Oh, she's beautiful.

More beautiful than ever.

Then we'll be here for some time, no
doubt.

It's the best -selling belt we've ever
made. Really?

I'm hungry. Where is that guy?

Raoul has never been on time in his
entire life.

You lay off, Raoul. He's my friend.

I can eat without him.

Let's start.

Oh, we can wait a little longer, can't
we? No, we've waited long enough.

Well, you may go ahead.

Oh,

here he comes, the brute.

Ah, greetings, everyone. Hello, Ralph.
It's about time. It seems as though I'm

little late. This is Joy.

How do you do, everybody?

How do you do?

Oh, isn't this a heavenly place?

I never dreamed I'd ever get to come
here.

I hope I'm not butting in.

Oh, no, not at all. Bad to have you.

Waiter, bring up a chair and set another
place here.

Won't you sit there?

Paula, this is Raoul. Mr. McLeish, Mr.
and Mrs. Anderson.

How do you do?

I bet my hair is a mess.

We came up here 90 miles an hour. I
looked at the speed thing. I couldn't

at the road.

Really? Yeah.

Who is she?

Hmm? Who is she?

Oh, just a child of nature.

What do you mean by that?

What do you mean, who is she? Her name's
Joy.

She's female, attractive, and sincere.

Mm -hmm.

Where'd you meet her?

Oh, I just picked her up on the corner
of Palm Boulevard and 2nd Street.

She's a cigarette girl and some dive
brother.

Of course, the boys are breakable
sometimes.

How did you come down?

Well, I just hitchhiked. All the way
from Louisville?

Of course.

I didn't have any money. I figured a lot
of people would be coming down into

Miami, so I might get work.

I knew it would be warmer, and that
would help on clothes and things.

Besides, I've been just wild to see the
tropics, ever since I was a little girl.

Did you find work?

Oh, right away.

First in the store, last December.

I fell in love with the boy, sort of,
and we were going to get married.

He was just darling.

He said he was a lawyer, but one day he
didn't show up, and I heard he'd gone

back to Seattle and that he had a wife
there. And he wasn't even a lawyer. He

was a dentist.

You sure do learn from things like that.

I'll bet.

Then I got a job in a beauty parlor.

Do you know what?

One day a man came in with a woman, and
while she was getting a henna rent, he

asked me if I'd go out with him. He had
lovely manners.

Very nice clothes, and I thought the
henna -wrapped one was his aunt or

something. So one day I asked her a
question about him and called him by his

first name, and it was her husband.

So she had me fired.

And then what happened?

I worked, just like I always do when
there is any work.

And when there isn't any work, you just
don't work.

You probably think I'm pretty terrible,
but I work and save and send money home.

And I'd like to marry some ambitious
fellow and settle down and have my own

children. Most fellas I know have lost
their ambition.

Sometimes it's pretty discouraging.

Is that straight?

Because if it is, you've got something.

Would you like to dance?

I'd love to.

Oh, would they need this?

Oh, yes, certainly.

I've talked so much, I haven't had a
chance to eat. Oh, there, leave it.

us, please.

Pretty brazen, I say.

Not at all. I think she's very cute.

And so do I.

And what do you think about Vicki?

Why, I think she's very attractive.

You dance well.

Thanks. I like dancing with the
gentlemen.

Those other fellows have got the wrong
attitude.

Girls all worn out after three dances.

Would you like me to cut in?

Oh, why, no.

No, of course not.

He sure is a good dancer. Oh, really?

You know, I didn't address you all so
quick. I don't know which ones is why.

My superior officer, Mrs. Benton.

How do you do?

You're lucky.

Hello. Hi.

Oh, red champagne.

It's beautiful.

It's burgundy. And you're right, it is
beautiful.

You still dance better than anyone else,
you dog.

It's the Spanish in me.

Wait a minute, there'll be more.

No, not now.

It must be good.

Please, Andrew, please. It's too hot
tonight.

I agree with you.

How about a little roulette? Sure. Like
to come, Vicki?

No, thank you.

How about you, old man?

I think he'd better not tonight.

Marsha? Lose your money alone.

Double O.

Well,

shall we join the lady?

You might ask us to dance.

I can't dance with all three of you.

Why not?

Would you like to dance, dear?

Where's Joy?

Joy? I don't know. Isn't she here?

Well, no.

That's strange. We were dancing
together, and she excused herself. I

seen her since.

I felt a little stuffy, and I went out
on the beach and walked alone.

I sort of thought maybe some of you
might join me.

Oh, hello, Raoul.

I've got your chair.

Naturally. You were lucky.

Naturally. Naturally. How much did you
lose this time?

She, my lord.

Oh, you're back.

Where have you been?

Just looking around.

Isn't this a gorgeous place? Now, wait a
minute. Didn't I see you go out... As a

matter of fact, Vicki, if you must know,
she was out with me.

With you?

Yes, we went upstairs to my rooms for a
little drink.

Herb, wasn't Raoul gambling with you?

Oh, he left me as soon as we got there.

Oh, I see. I'm so sorry.

I had a lovely time. I liked your
friends.

I'm afraid I don't understand them very
well.

They don't understand you, Joy.

Oh, that's simple.

I guess that Mr. Benton didn't quite
understand me, though. He took me out on

the beach and tried to get fresh.

I guess when I said I'd been going with
married men, he didn't realize I didn't

know either one of those men was
married.

I don't see why a man with a wife as
lovely as that would want to play around

with me.

Joy?

I'm not a married man, and I'm not
trying to get fresh.

But will you kiss me?

Of course.

Why did you do that?

I just wanted to see what it was like to
kiss an honest woman.

Oh.

Come in.

Something?

Something I could do for you?

Oh, this is Mr. McLeish's suite, isn't
it?

Yes. I was looking for Mr.

McLeish. My name is Joy.

Joy? Did he tell you to call here?

No, I just dropped in to say hello.

One can always say hello over the
telephone.

Oh, but I want to see him. Can I come in
and wait? I think he'd prefer that you

didn't. Oh, he won't mind. Oh, you
mustn't shut the door. Why not?

When two members of the opposite sex who
are not related and not married wish to

remain alone in a hotel room, the door
must be left ajar. It's a universal

regulation. Lots of people break that
law.

Doubtless.

Who are you?

I'm Mr. MacLeish's valet. Oh, really?

I've never seen one before.

Of course, I may have passed her in the
street, but I didn't know it was a

ballot. There's nothing characteristic
about a ballot. You use awfully big

words. You must be intelligent.

I've had some access to information and
experience.

Experience? So have I.

Plenty. But information?

No.

What you doing?

Cleaning a watch.

Do you have to take it apart to clean
it? You do.

And can you put everything back?

Naturally.

Do you always clean Mr. McVish's watch?

Watches? He has six.

This is the first one I've ever cleaned.

Well, what makes you so sure you can put
it all back together again?

Among my correspondence courses, I've
taken 91. There was an excellent course

called Watches and How to Repair Them.

91? Well, you must keep your nose right
to the grindstone.

Don't you ever have any fun?

Fun? Uh -huh.

Well, I found reading a splendid
pastime. Oh.

I mean, don't you know any girls?

Girls? A nice person like you.

My experience with dalliance has been
nil.

Dalliance?

It means to dally around wantonly.

On account you've been so busy.

Very busy.

In the past nine years, I've had 38
positions.

Most of them of brief duration.

I know how that is.

As a matter of fact... Although this is
a personal subject, and I've never

mentioned it to Mr. McLeish, on the day
that we happened to meet, I was

contemplating self -destruction.

Oh, golly. You can't do that.

Oh, I hadn't planned anything immediate,
you understand.

I merely was going to think it over for
a year or so.

You see, I sort of lost my grip on
things.

Well, you've got to buck up.

What I don't understand is how you lost
all those jobs with your information.

The fault lies with my personality.

I haven't any.

Well, why didn't you take a course in
that?

I did.

It was the one thing I could never get
passing grades in.

Isn't it funny?

It's the one thing I've got, and I get
along fine.

And you're terribly bright, and you
don't. Oh, that is... It is ironic.

Huh?

Now, just make yourself right at home.

I want you to meet some friends of mine.
Come on over here. I'll meet anybody.

This is the only man I've ever met who
can drink scotch out of two bottles at

the same time. Well, you went mature.

Joy, this is Huggins the Great.

How do you do?

Hi, Joy. And the best educated man in
the room, McTavish.

Hi, McClary.

Fine. Thank you.

I hope I'm not interrupting anything,
Matt.

What? What?

Oh, no. No, I just dropped in to see how
you were.

So? And so are you, Joy.

You're real.

Whatever you are, you're real.

No, no, no. We're getting much too
profound here. What we need is another

Huggins. Oh, you should have...

vacation. Oh, sure.

Lay off.

Oh, I can't. I've got to go. I'll see y
'all soon.

All right. I'm glad to meet you, Mr.
Huggins. Me too.

I'll tell Mr. McTavish goodbye.

Yeah, sit down, Huggins. Take off your
coat and make yourself at home. We'll

things started around here.

Right.

I just want to tell you, I enjoyed
meeting you and talking to you.

I enjoyed it too, very much.

No, she's not sick.

But we have to be kind of careful of her
for a while.

Well, I hope I see you again soon.

I hope so, too.

You do?

Mm -hmm.

Well, goodbye.

I just decided that I want to pay back
all my social obligations with a

party down at the Keys.

Progging, sir?

You mean you never heard of progging?

No, sir.

I finally found something that you don't
know anything about, huh?

Well, my friend Huggins the Great here
is a progging expert.

Aren't you, Dennis?

Okay.

Take it easy now.

Some silly fish.

Let's go home.

I think we'd better go back, Ralph.

All right, Huggins. Put her about.

Well, good night, everybody.

See you in the morning.

All right.

Good night, Ralph. It really was fun.

I thought so, too.

Good night, Vicki. Good night.

You must come progging with us sometime.

Where is that thing?

Son of a gun. Sure can dodge.

Of course, we would have to get the only
cabin without screens.

One hole in this netting and the
mosquitoes had to find it.

Mind if I join you?

As a matter of fact, I rather expect to
hear.

So you were waiting for me?

Why?

Oh, I don't know.

I don't know.

You're waiting because you're really a
sentimental goof.

Maybe.

That's what I was wondering, Mama. I was
sitting here.

Difficult?

What do you mean?

Oh, to be sitting here like this on this
particular night remembering you and me

and... Yes.

Yes, Vicki.

Difficult.

Were you very broken up when I left you?

Were you?

I asked you first.

Well, no.

No, not right at first.

Stunned, maybe, but somehow I'd rather
have expected it.

I'd felt you were leaving me for a long
time.

Had you?

I always thought it was an absolute
surprise, a clean break.

No, it couldn't happen.

Why?

Two people just don't get mad at each
other in a minute and walk off forever.

Not two people in love.

They put up with things, forgive some
others and forget more.

But you still like me, don't you?

You want to return to a personal basis,
huh?

Oh, I don't know what's the matter with
me. I'm tired or crazy or something. But

tonight I remember much too well.

I feel just the way I did when I was
waiting for you that first gray morning.

Waiting in the school dormitory. I was
so scared I was shaking like a leaf.

Running away with a man I hardly knew.
Not even sure if you were going to be

married that day.

Kind of silly, isn't it?

You say words over it.

Say words?

Yes,

you remember that afternoon we stood in
the office of the Justice of the Peace,

and you said words over it.

And all my fears went away, and I was
happy.

I was set free by them to love you.

Then afterwards in Reno, the judge said
words, and I wasn't risen to the cliche

anymore.

I went back to my hotel and cried.

It's funny, I... I didn't cry for six
months.

Then did you?

Really? Then.

Uh -huh.

And then finally Bob and I walked down
the church aisle.

Mother was there and all my friends and
everything was right and proper.

And the minister said more words.

Words which make it very wrong for me to
be sitting out here talking with you.

That sounded like me.

Yes, it did, didn't it?

Oh, you're so much fun now.

Too much, that's the trouble.

But it does get kind of dull always to
be on a routine.

Oh, that's my point.

Is life supposed to be dull?

No, not dull, but it's supposed to be
regulated.

What are you thinking?

Oh, I was thinking about Switzerland and
Naples and that sweet little cottage we

had in Chualape.

Oh, a hundred places you remember.

Oh, yes.

Yes, I remember, Vicki.

I wish your mother could see you now.

My mother?

You never liked my mother, did you? I
thought she was abominable.

I never could understand how she had a
daughter like you.

Oh, no, you've gone and spoiled
everything.

You always did spoil everything.

Might I remind you that I am no longer
your husband?

I'm as free as the air.

Mrs. L. Porter Hadley may still be your
mother, but she's no longer a relative

of mine.

To me, she's nothing but an empty old
windbag. What? With a summer home and a

winter home and two cars and a chauffeur
and a dandy little paid -up annuity.

Go ahead.

I will, and why not? My steam's up.

After being married to you for two years
and divorced, it just occurred to me

that I'd never given you a really good
scolding. Why? And don't stop to tell me

that your mother's life is full of
activity, because it's not.

She's fat as a pig.

She looks till noontime and her
afternoon activity is restricted to

trouble or inspecting the locality of
trouble. Have you finished?

No. I might also add that no woman I've
met has been able to replace you in my

imagination. But you get yourself all
mixed up with a lot of emotional

You're devoted to your mother and you
marry a guy like Bob.

I presume that is also meant to be
insulting.

Well, what's the matter with him?

Well, briefly, he's perfect.

I thought you liked him.

I did until he backed down tonight. That
opened the door to his machinery, and

there he was. He did that for a reason.
I know, to keep from fainting. He did

not. He did it because his business and
I mean everything to him. Why, he can't

afford to take the chances you can.

He has people depending on him. Oh,
you're right.

Just take his business away from him,
and how happy do you think you'll make

him? Why, I... Just ask yourself that
little question every Thursday.

And by the way, just what kind of a belt
business is this anyway?

Wheels or pants?

Wheels.

Automobile wheels.

And incidentally, is that...

Business of yours so much better than
the belt business?

I'll go to bed. I won't go to bed. Well,
go back to your husband. I won't.

Sometimes I wonder if you know what
you're doing.

You and Bob get into these marital rows?

Certainly not.

What do you do? Say the multiplication
tables?

No, I am going to bed.

You just can't be made into a
responsible person.

You have to be left to your fascinating
girlfriends.

What fascinating girlfriends?

What fascinating girlfriends indeed.

Joy. Joy, Joy, I know she's very sweet
and refreshing and lovely. But don't you

ever make those... taken shaking the
five -bedded captain key in her face

instead of a bracelet.

I saw you coming out of your rooms the
other day.

Trapped.

Vicki, you're jealous.

Jealous? How ridiculous.

Isn't that just like a woman? What?

Not satisfied with robbing my life of
its happiness. Not content with a

who is a veritable oak of society.

You want to undermine my pitiful...

As soon as we get back to Miami, I'll
leave.

Then you and Bob can enjoy your vacation
in peace.

So you'd better go in.

I'm going.

Doing nothing of the kind. You're
sitting right there.

Well, I'm tired.

Of course you are. So am I.

Exhausted.

Aren't you going to bed?

Certainly not.

You think I can sleep?

Well, neither can I, so I might as well
stay here. It's cooler.

Good night,

Vicki.

Good night, Rob.

You're snoring.

Sorry, dear.

Yes?

One moment, please.

It's for you, sir.

Hello?

I, uh... I called up to say goodbye.

You're leaving today, aren't you?

Yes. Nice of you to call.

Oh, I don't know. New York, maybe. Oh,
really?

Well, you and Bob will probably be on
the same plane.

Yes, the factory called a little while
ago, and there's some sort of a strike.

No, I'm staying here.

Well, goodbye.

Goodbye.

You're going to be pretty lonesome,
aren't you?

I'm moving over to Marsha's. They're
going to look after me.

Well, goodbye, Raoul.

Goodbye, Vicki.

Oh, Mac.

Yes, sir?

Unpack.

I'm sorry to have to tear away, but I
know you'll take good care of Vicki.

look after her. I hope everything turns
out all right. Don't worry, it will.

Goodbye, dear. Be good.

I'll get back as soon as I can. All
right. All the more.

All right. Goodbye.

Bye. Wait a minute.

Bob, old man, I just heard the news.
This is terrible. Well, I'll straighten

out. They can't do this to me.

Here, a little nourishment for you. Boy,
I can't. Extra weight. That's all

right. I just mixed it up at the desk.
Oh, all right. Thanks.

All right. Well, goodbye, dear. Goodbye,
dear. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Say,

I thought you were leaving, too.

Oh, no, no, no. I gave up my reservation
for Bob.

Bye.

Well, it was awfully sweet of you to
bring Bob whatever it was.

Champagne? No, violet.

Violet? Yes, the raccoon Bob sent me the
night we met.

You didn't. Well, it seemed rather a
pointed gift to me at the time. A mascot

take your place, Vicki.

I suppose he opened that package on the
plane.

That was the idea.

I suppose it never occurred to you that
Bob was in a very serious mood.

Not until I saw him.

But after all, when he gave it to me, I
was in something of a mood myself.

Have you never considered what a strike
means?

Oh, yes. Yes, I have. We had a sit -down
strike in the ink business once.

I settled that.

I just sent the boys in some cots and
blankets and a lot of food and wine and

gorgeous chorus girls.

And that's your idea of fighting?

More or less.

Because when the wives who were doing
the picketing on the outside saw what

going on on the inside, they just broke
in and dragged their husbands home.

That ended the strike.

Come here Violet.

sorry about the raccoon oh that's all
right i'm i'm sorry i was so

about it then i'm forgiven well i'll um
i'll think about it were you

asleep no neither was i as a matter of
fact i was thinking about you

do you know why i decided to stay well i
hope it's not what i think because you

certainly can't expect me to go running
around with you while bob's away

Why Vicki you don't think that I would
go out with a married woman.

Well, I hope not Well now that that's
settled. I'll see you tomorrow. Good

Vicki

I thought you said you couldn't play
ping pong.

Well, you see, that's what you get for
pulling that little dance routine on me

at night.

Here, my pet. Here's your trophy.

Ow! You got my finger!

Oh,

it's been so much fun, Raoul.

I like being with you.

I like being with you, too, Vicki.

Well, I wouldn't have dragged you out of
school and all around the world if I

hadn't. No, of course not.

But that Mrs. Benton, she's different.

Is she pretty?

Oh, yes.

Maybe not in the glamorous way my Vicki
was.

You know, not so pretty when sleepy and
crawling out of a dormitory window feet

first. But she's sedately pretty.

Proper.

Yes, I know.

She has every hair in place.

Every bottle on her dressing table
matches.

And every Friday you'll find her sitting
at a charming desk making out her

weekly bills. Oh, she's a fine woman.

Soon she'll be going home.

Yes, and plan the spring flowers and
hire someone to mow the lawn. But it's

fun, Ralph.

Of course it is. It's a good life. Yes.

Oh, she never could have stood living
with me.

Not knowing where we were going to have
dinner that night or whether to pack to

the tropics or for Sweden. Or whether
there'd be a duke for luncheon or a

doorman. Or whether I wanted to get up
at daybreak or at noon.

Not knowing which when you went to bed.

And someday... Someday this Mrs. Benton,
she'll have children.

We, uh... We hope to next year.

A boy? A boy, Bob says.

It'll be a boy, too. Yes, I'm sure of
that. A boy, and then a girl, and then

another boy, and then I'll be 31 or
something.

And the boys are going to Yale. Of
course.

And the girl to Vassar. Oh, Holyoke.

Isn't it lovely? Oh, it is.

Awe -inspiring, in fact. You know, it's
everything I've always wanted.

And Bob Plann.

Yes.

Oh, Vicki, you're a very lucky girl.

We're such liars.

Yeah.

Now that you mention it, we are.

Why do we go on covering up how we feel
about each other? I'm sick of it.

I'm sick of pretending we're two
charming strangers.

We're not strangers. We meant too much
to each other.

Oh, Ralph, take me away with you.

You're the only real thing that's ever
happened to me.

And don't let me go this time. Please
don't.

Oh, you know I want to take you away.

More than anything else in the world,
Vicki.

But we've got to keep our heads.

We can't lose each other again, Raoul.
We just can't.

Listen.

Listen, Vicki.

You and I have never done anything
cheaply in our lives.

And we mustn't begin now.

We've got to stop this before we mess up
all our lives.

You're right, darling.

Sonny, you were always right.

look a bit drawn around the gill. Are
you both tight?

Only about 38%. Oh, well, come on in and
raise the percentage if you think you

can stand it.

No, thanks. I think I'd better run
along.

Okay, we'll be in till nine if you feel
social.

So long, Vicki.

So long, Ralph.

on, Marsha.

That was goodbye.

We'll take that up later. The point is,
Bob called.

Bob who?

Your husband, remember?

Oh, Bob.

Yes. Oh, is there anything the matter?

Plenty. What?

Well, I'm not sure, but I can guess.
There was an item about you and Raoul in

Winchell's column.

What did it say?

Oh, just something about Raoul divorcing
you apparently without losing all

interest in you.

Well, I'll call Bob right away. Oh, you
can't.

Why not? You can't reach him. The
secretary left word that he'll call you

midnight.

Oh?

Good evening, sir.

Mac, I hope you won't mind. I was
testing some of your inks. The indigo

Yes, I know.

I want you to pack.

This time I mean it. We're going.

At once?

I beg pardon, sir. What is it?

Where are we going?

Away? Where would you like to go?

It doesn't matter to me, sir.

What's the matter with you? Don't you
want to go or something?

Will it be far?

I don't know or care.

If you don't want to go far, we'll go
near.

Take a run down to Key West, charter a
cruiser and do some fishing off the

Marquesas.

We'll be lost enough there.

Yes, sir, wherever you say.

It's merely a matter of making a few
changes in minor arrangements, trifles.

Have you got a girl here, Mac?

Yes, sir.

One you're really serious about?

Oh, yes, sir. We were going to get
married tomorrow, but we can easily

it.

Is she a nice girl, Mac?

You know her, sir.

I know her?

Joy? Yes, sir, Joy.

I've been seeing her whenever I could.
She wants a steady man, and I've got

stock behind me.

Scotch and English.

She thinks I'll go far.

She gives me courage.

Well, she's a swell girl.

Congratulations. Thank you, sir.

And she certainly has plenty of sense to
pick a man like you for a husband.

Yes, sir.

What time did you plan on getting
married tomorrow?

Three, sir. That is, if I could get off.
She has to be to work at seven.

Mac, she's through with that cigarette
job.

But you see... Yes, I see.

You don't earn enough to support a wife.

Well, you're not my valet any longer,
Mac.

Beginning tomorrow morning, you're in
the ink business.

You're going to be my personal
representative at the factory.

Learning the works at first.

But with your thirst for knowledge,
you'll soak up the ink business like a

blotter. We'll have your wedding
tomorrow at three. Then we'll charter a

You and Joy can drop me off at Key West
and then go on to Havana.

Oh, it's a swell place for a honeymoon,
Mac. Yes, sir. I know many places of

interest. Sugar plantations, cigar
factories. Oh, my eye. You're going to

in nightclubs and daiquiris.

You're marrying Joy, not educating her.

Yes, sir.

We'll get stinking.

Yes, this is Miss Benton speaking.

WH in Miami. Ready?

Ready with Miami.

Go ahead, please.

Hello, Vicki.

Nice to hear your voice.

Look, I'm going to be tied up here
indefinitely. I've shut down the plant.

want you to come home.

I've arranged reservations by wire.

I say I've arranged reservations by
wire. There's a train in the morning.

Now, wait a minute. I'm not sure I can
make the morning train.

Rubbish. I want you home.

Marsha can apologize for you.

I'll try to meet the train.

You'll try to meet the train?

Yes, I said I'd try.

If I can't make it, I'll send someone
else.

Our three minutes are almost up. Have
you got it straight?

Bob.

Bob, something rather unpleasant has
happened.

Winter ran a piece in his column today
about Raoul and me.

What?

Oh, it wasn't anything really. It just
said that Raoul was still interested in

me. You would get into a mess like that
just when everything in the world is

happening to make things difficult for
me.

How did you ever let a thing like that
happen?

Nothing's happened.

Who's going to believe that?

Husband called away by an emergency.

Wife starts playing around with the
pipsqueak she was once married to before

he's out of sight.

That's a fine how -do -you -do.

Now you come home at once.

Will you stop yelling at me? I'm not one
of your clerks. And besides, I'm not

coming home tomorrow. I'll come home,
let me see, the day after tomorrow.

Goodbye.

and take it out on me?

Why, do you know Marcy demanded I come
home tomorrow?

Well, I'm not going home.

Till the day after tomorrow.

It's a long time.

What is?

The day after tomorrow.

Good luck, Renee. Thank you, Ralph.

May I offer my congratulations?

Oh, thank you, Doctor.

Love her, respect her, and always feed
her well. You've made me the happiest

in the world. I mean, joy has. I mean,
I've never been quite so happy.

Oh, honey.

Aren't you the silliest?

You're the only girlfriend I had left.

And now you're gone.

I'll be back soon.

Dr. Sneed, don't be alarmed if this
tickles your nose.

Oh, no, no. Really, I never indulge.
Sorry.

Well, the bride and groom. May they have
today's happiness forever.

Oh, thank you, sir.

Well,

I must rush along now. I'm due at
another wedding. My blessings on you

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Dr. Sneed, excellent job. Thank you very
much. I appreciate it. Thank you.

Goodbye.

I'd better go down and see about the
baggage, but I'll pack this suit of

first.

Thanks so much for letting me wear it,
Mr. McLeish. Oh, but it's not my suit

anymore, Mac. It's yours. Oh, no. Now,
forget about it. And as for the baggage,

let me remind you that I fired you this
morning. You're an ex -valid now. Oh,

yes. Go ahead. I'll look after the
luggage.

Thank you. Come on, Elsie. Let's leave
him alone.

Be right with you.

Yes, sir. Oh, George.

Let me tell you, that's the best wedding
music I ever heard. You certainly

played it like you meant it. Yes, of
all.

Nothing gets me like the giving and the
taking in marriage.

Yes, sir.

Come on, we'll meet you downstairs in
the car.

Aren't you going to kiss me?

I am.

I'm going to do it right now.

Oh, no.

Oh, darling, what such a wonderful
wedding. And hasn't Ralph been

Well, not half as marvelous as you.

Thank you. And now I've got a little
telephoning I'd like to do if you'd

me, Joy.

Excuse you what?

Honey.

That's better. You can go now, dear.

All right.

This is Mr. McLeish's ballot, McTavish.
Mr. McLeish is leaving Miami in an hour.

I thought you might like to know.

Yes, a chartered plane.

Oh, thank you.

the planes in. I'm so excited.

So am I. A little.

when he hates watermelon.

It's a bet.

Hello, is Mrs. Benton here? Oh, she's
here. Well, hello, Bob.

This is a surprise.

Can I have a piece of watermelon?

No. Where's Vicki?

Well, hello, Bob.

How are you? I'm fine. Where's Vicki?
Oh, come on in. Come on in. Sit down. I

told you you wouldn't like it.

Maybe you'd like a dish of tea. No,
thanks. I don't want any.

Listen, Marsha, I had to close down my
factory in order to get away.

Now, maybe that'll give you an idea I'm
in no mood for clowning.

Where's Vicki?

Pan American Air Force. That's it.

Supposed to be one of the most
interesting sites that Miami affords.

It has the duckiest terminal.

She went there with that McLeish.

Raoul's leaving town.

She simply went to say goodbye.

Or go with him. No. Look, Bob, you've
got the whole thing wrong. Vicki's

beautifully. She was going to see Raoul
off and then hurry home to you. Can't

you understand?

No, I can't. Now, you drive down there
and tell... Everything's okay and she'll

be fine.

Oh, so I've got the whole thing wrong,
have I?

Vicki's behaved beautifully and I'm to
forgive her and she'll be fine.

Well, where do I come in?

How do you think I like having the
better name smeared through half the

newspapers in the country?

Who do you think I am, anyhow?

I'll get down to that airport.

Where can I call for a taxi?

Use my car, old man. It's right outside.

Thanks, Herbie.

I'll put a stop to this.

And that McLeese guy, he's going to get
a good punch on the nose.

Oh, Vicki.

Gee, I wish I could see you take off,
but I've got to get back to the

or I'll lose my job.

I know, honey. You better hurry. Okay,
goodbye.

Goodbye. You write me now. Oh, I will.
I'll write you from Havana, honey. Don't

forget. All right.

Goodbye. Good luck, darling.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Oh, hello, Mrs.

Benton. Oh, hello, darling. Gee, you're
looking at the happiest girl in the

world. I just got married, and I'm going
on my honeymoon.

Ralph's charge is special.

He bought me three new outfits.

I can hardly believe this is happening
to me.

Well, I'm in a terrible rush. I've got
to go. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Where's Mr. McD... I mean, Leo?

Joy, you certainly have the right name.

I don't believe I've ever seen a happier
face.

Maybe once.

Plane's ready.

All right.

I'll polish this one off. Have a quick
one, you two?

We don't need any.

So I see.

Come on, honey.

Come on. Here you are, Charlie.

Oh, guess who I just saw? Mrs. Benton.
She must be thinking about you all. The

other girl you were married to, she's so
beautiful.

I only saw her for a minute when I told
her I just got married. She gave me the

funniest look.

Did you tell her who you married?

Why, should I? It would be in the papers
anyhow, won't it? Was she alone?

Sure. I guess so.

That's all right. Here, you take the
money and go on ahead.

That's another surprise. You don't want
an old man with you, even as far as Key

West. Goodbye.

Goodbye. Good luck.

Did you suppose I said something wrong?

Hey,

you!

Oh, so you're back.

Where's Vicki? I don't know. I was just
looking for her myself.

What right have you got to be looking
for her? I don't think it's going to be

necessary for you to ever see her again.

I ought to be able to decide that for
myself, don't you think?

No, I don't.

Vicki just left here and she's probably
going back to the grocery.

Let's go find her.

Hey, you get out of this car.

Get started. I'm not going to hurt you,
little Vicki. Just wanted to tell her

that my valet got married.

Your valet? What's that got to do with
her?

Plenty.

Got a match? Yeah.

No, no, I haven't got a match.

fool moose thanks i'm talking about
vicky dragging me away from a thing as

important as that strike i doubt if
she'll be any too happy to see you

enough out of you look chum are you sure
you don't have a match no if i did have

i wouldn't give it to you i bet you
wouldn't at that

you old man. The only one who tears
through here like this is either crazy

mad at someone or maybe just jealous.

Now, just one more crack and I'm going
to sock you.

That's funny. I was just thinking of
socking you.

What do you mean by that? Just what I
said. You were insulting Vicki and I was

thinking of defending her.

Well, you healed... Ah, that's enough.

Let's fight.

Okay.

You can't talk about Vicki that way. Who

said I can't? I'll show you.

guys fighting over there?

They sure are.

What's going on here? It's a fight. Hey,
let go of me. Let go of me. He's drunk.

I'm not, but he is.

I'll sock you.

See, I told you he was drunk. Come on
here. Oh, wait a minute. Wait a minute,

officer. I've got to get hats. Bob, your
hat. I saw that guy.

operation. I don't care who he is.

You were driving that car, too, and we
got a campaign against drunk driving

here. Well, I know. You guys are going
to do five days.

What? Officer, you can't do that to him.

Suppose it gets in the papers. It will.

That's not fair, officer. This man's
masterful face is... Oh, shut up, you.

You see, I told you he was drunk,
officer.

Hereditary. Oh, officer.

You watch out. This will cost you your
jobs. I'll see that you're both fired. I

can't afford a mess like this.

driving, fighting, disturbing the peace,
and insulting an officer.

The officer's right, Lieutenant. This
man is guilty of all the charges

mentioned. He's a liar!

Lock him up.

What's your name?

Henderson.

His name's Robert Benton.

Be a good fellow and call this number,
will you?

Tell Mrs. Benton that her husband's in
hock. Well, maybe.

Why, you... I hate him, the hypocrite.
What did he do? Just make a scene in

front of everybody right at the airport?

Telling me I was the only woman who ever
meant anything to him and all the time

he's making love to that girl. Who? What
girl? Who making love to who? Vicki,

what are you talking about? Joy.

Joy? Joy? Yes.

You can forget him forever.

I'll take the message.

That doesn't surprise me a bit. Where is
it?

Thank you.

I've located Bob.

Well, he's in jail.

Jail? Why?

That's all the man told me.

Well, get your hat, Marsha. He'll be
needing help. Right.

class cockroach.

Nothing's a foul as far as you're
concerned. Anything goes.

And the next chance I get, I'll club
your brains out.

Reserve a club for me, too, will you?
Yeah.

Not too near the orchestra.

Oh, come on, Louie. Give us a break. Who
are those guys?

Right out of the social register, aren't
they?

Will you stop bothering me? I've got
things to do. Come on, give us a break.

I've got to get a few plates or I'll get
canned.

I'm not telling you anything.

some of our best laws.

Well, I'd like to get him out. Can you
arrange that?

I can, for $100 bail.

Oh, $100.

Well, I've got about 60.

I've at least 15.

Let me see.

That's who he is, all right. Come on.

Pardon me, lady. Isn't your husband the
Benton Belt?

Oh, well, that's more like it.

Oh, you're not going to leave me, are
you, chum? Yes.

And if you're right in there, it's all
right with me.

Well, you know, I'm going to miss that
pleasant face of yours.

How about sending me one of your ads so
I can hang it on the walls, hmm? You

know, Benton belts are best. Why, you...
Ouch!

selfish egotistic.

incarcerated here? We have.

Anything serious?

Plenty. Oh, Captain.

Well, I'd like to present these
gentlemen. This is Mr.

Tupper. Mr.

Tupper. Mr.

Regonowitz and Mr. Tupper, counselors at
law. And Mr.

Beaver and Mr. Gellert, bondsmen. We've
met. Oh, Mr.

Hardy. He's president of the East Coast
Bank and chairman of the TTCA. T -T -R

-C -A.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Mac! Just a moment, darling. Now, look,
Captain.

These gentlemen are going to represent
Mr. McLeish.

Hello. Of all the luck, just as we were
stepping into the plane, Mac had to look

up and saw Raoul drive away with your
husband.

He had a hunch it meant trouble, so he
dragged me off the plane. And for the

last hour, I've had a swell honeymoon,
tearing around Miami trying to get Raoul

out of jail.

You mean you're married to McTavish?
Well, we've had the ceremony.

all you can do, and I want to get out of
here before they turn him loose and he

gets into more trouble. Yes, but... No,
but...