All language subtitles for That Certain Age - 1938

Romance comes to everyone

At that certain age

You'll find life
Has just begun

At that certain age

All at once it hits you

You know you're in love

When that foolish feeling
Fits you

Just like a glove

Nothing seems impossible

All your dreams come true

You're not held responsible

For the things you do

Wouldn't life be wonderful

Delightfully insane

If we always could remain

At that certain age

(MARCHING BAND PLAYING)

Before we end this rally,

I want to tell you
about our summer camp plans.

Every troop here today
is going to camp,

the dates fo be
the first two weeks
of next month.

And troop number ten,

which stated
that some of its members

could not find a way to go,

is going
to be with us.

(ALL CHEERING)

So, they better
make their plan.

And now I want to call
Kenneth Warren,

senior patrol leader
of troop number one,
to the microphone.

One of the principles
of the Boy Scouts
of America

and of all
Boy Scouts,

is to exhibit
the friendliness

and help that one man
should extend
toward another.

Senior patrol leader
Kenneth Warren
knows this

because he's a good scout.

And as a good scout,

when he heard
that two troops

couldn't go
to summer camp,

he decided
to do something about it.

Will you tell your plan
to the other troops,

Scout Warren?

Well, scouts...

Huh?

Oh.

Well, scouts,
it's to put on a show

like we did in our troop

for the National Jamboree.

And it's not our idea,

and a good scout
always gives credit

where credit is due,

and this time,
the credit is due

to Miss Alice Fullerton,

who was in last year's show,

presented and produced
by troop number one.

I think we should commend
Miss Fullerton for this plan,

fellow scouts.

I want to patrol leaders
of troop number one

to act as an honor guard
and bring her up here.

Honor guard, approach!

(DRUMS BEATING)

Can I go with you?
Can? Can I?

I'm not moving
from this spot.

Oh, why?

(ALL CLAMORING)

Heaven's sakes,
don't make them
chase you.

SCOUT: Miss Alice
Fullerton, please.

(DRUM BEATING CONTINUES)

Hello.
SCOUT: This way, please.

No.
(ALL PROTESTING)

MAN: Go on, Alice.

How do you do?
Hello.

You shouldn't have
called me out.

I was supposed to be
taking my singing lesson

and I just dropped by
to see Kenneth.

Mother will probably...
Come on, say something.

Oh.
Say something.

Well, there isn't
very much to say

except that
troop number one

and I are going to put on
that show and nothing
in the world's

going to stop us.

And we'll be very glad
to doit.

Now, fellow scouts,
if you want to hear
that new song,

this is the time
to hear it.

(ALL CHEERING)

Go on, sing.
Go on, you know it.

Yes, please.

(BAND PLAYING)

(SINGING) Be a good scout

And always wear a smile

Be a good scout

Keep cheerful all the while

It's the creed, yes indeed

That a scout must
Practice gaily

Help those in need

Do a good turn daily

Be a good scout

Be loyal, clean and brave

Never say die

Just let your banners wave

On your honor, do your best

When they put you
To the test

And always be a good scout

(ALL SINGING) Be a good scout

And always wear a smile
(WHISTLING)

Be a good scout

Keep cheerful all the while

It's the creed, yes indeed

That a scout must
Practice gaily

Help those in need

Do a good turn daily

Be a good scout

Be loyal, clean and brave

Never say die

Just let your banners wave

On your honor, do your best

When they put you
To the test

And always be a good scout

Yes, always
Be a good scout

MR. FULLERTON:
Very cute. Very cute.

Print it in the Roto section.
Yes, sir.

Mr. Fullerton?
Yeah?

Shall we call her Alice
or Miss Alice Fullerton,
this time?

Alice. She's sill
only a baby.

Yes, sir.

Well, now that
I've settled that
important question...

Hmm?
What are we gonna
do about

this new League of Nations
business they started?

Not much until we know
more about its chances.

We'll know all about it
just as soon as Bullit
gets here.

Any word from Bullit yet?

WOMAN: Not yet,
Mr. Fullerton. His boat
docked at noon.

You told me that before.

Check the city room,
see if he's there.

WOMAN: Yes, Mr...

(PAPER SCRUNCHING)

Hmm.

That's a pretty sloppy
front page they gave us
in Trenton this morning.

Wire Carsden as follows.

"Four crime stories
on page one is a poor dish

"to give our readers
for breakfast."

And notify Salt Lake.

No three-column pictures
of anyone on page one

except the morning
after a national election.

Well, where's Bullit?
I don't know,

his boat, docked at noon...
At noon.

That's no longer news.

We had an ambulance there.

Well, where's
the ambulance now?

Down in front. Bullit
put his bags in
and disappeared.

We'll go find him.
We'll try,
Mr. Fullerton.

I don't mind
him disappearing

for 15 days
last month in Spain.

You expect that sort of thing
when a man's covering a war,

but no one's declared
war in Manhattan.

Or have they?

Well, maybe
he has amnesia,
Mr. Fullerton.

MR. FULLERTON:
Oh, amnesia.
Only bank tellers

and lodge treasurers
have amnesia, my boy.

MAN:
Hello, Mr. Bullit.

Boy, have they
been hunting for you.

Well, here I am, kid.

JOHN: Bullit!

VINCENT: Hello, John.

Bullit, I finally see you.

How's the wound?
Not very...

Hello, Vince.
Hello, Ted, how are you?

Swell. Let's see
where you got shot.

Oh, costs two bits
a look, boys.

Hello, Bullit,
glad to see you.

MAN 3: Hello, Bullit,
how are you?

Greetings.
Where's Grace?

Cuba.
Cuba?

Doing what?
Covering that
new election.

Oh.

How is she doing?
Swell.

The boss has been
asking for you.

Vincent.
Well, well, well.

Glad to see you.

Good to see you, Gil.

Oh, boy,
it's good to be home

Well, you never
said that before.

You must be getting old.

No, I'm all right.
The world's getting old.

Still playing
hopscotch, huh?

Say, do you know
I've been waiting
for you since 12:00?

I walked up
from the boat,
that's why I'm late.

Oh, now,
you shouldn't
have done that.

Now, sit down,
sit down
and rest yourself.

Still running
a fever?
A little bit.

We've big things
to talk about, Vin.

Big things.
Such as a big scotch

and a big soda?
No, not exactly.

But such as whether
you ought to go to China.

China?
Yeah.

Well, suits me.

I'l go
by way of Cuba.

Hey, hey,
not so fast.

You don't leave
for three weeks.

Oh, a vacation.

That's just
what I need.

Well, it's not
exactly a vacation,

but you'll get
plenty of rest
while you're doing it.

Martin?
MARTIN:
Yes, Mr. Fullerton?

Get the advertising ready
to promote
a series of articles

by Bullit
on the European situation.

MARTIN:
Yes, Mr. Fullerton.

Make it the biggest thing
that's happened
in the last 20 years.

VINCENT: Rest, eh?

I do these articles
in my sleep, I suppose.

No, no, no. You do 'em
at my place in the country.

Oh, no, I don't.

I do 'em where
it's nice and quiet.

Oh, it's nice
and quiet
in the country.

With four dinner
parties a week?

At least two dances
at the country club.

Somebody asking you to play
tennis every 10 minutes.

Bridge all night.

Riders, golfers, swimmers,
all begging you

to make an athletic idiot
of yourself.

No, thank you.

I'll get my peace and quiet
at 42nd Street and Broadway.

No, no, I have just
what you need up there.

What I need is
a good steak every night

smothered in chorus girls,

some excitement,
some lights, some music.

And some happy people.

No, no, Vin, you're not
well enough for that.

Besides, I want to talk
to you about these things.

Vin, you're the only man
in the world that can
write what I want.

You're the only man that can
tell the American people what
they want to know.

You've seen it or you
understand it or you can
make it clear to them.

You can make them
live it with you.

This isn't only an assignment.

This is a patriotic duty.

Get Mrs. Fullerton on the
phone, please.

(INTERCOM BUZZING)

Hello, dear.

Now look, dear. I'm bringing
Bullit home with me.

Yes. Yes, he'll
have the guesthouse.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
No parties.

Just peace and
quiet.

(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINGING LES FILLES DE CADIX)

George, we may
need your help, too.

Mr. Fullerton
wants the guest house
made ready at once.

GEORGE: What
about the leaves?
Leave them.

(SINGING RESUMES)

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

Quiet. Quiet everybody.
Quiet please.

Alice, that was swell.

Oh, Ken, should I
pick up the rose?

Well, no. Let's see.
You step on it, slap his face
and call him a cad, like this.

You cad!
See what I mean?

I see. I step on it,
slap his face and
call him a cad.

Right.
You cad! Like that?

That's it. But when
you say, "You cad!"

a little more feeling,
like this. "You cad!"
Now, you see?

Now look, Tony.
You saw me before.

It's very simple.

You look at her,
you throw the flower,
and then you get up.

That's what I did before.
I looked at her,

I threw the flower and
I got up, didn't 1?

Yeah, sure, you looked,
you threw, you got up.

Any other director
would okay it,
but me, I can't

You've got to have
more life in it.
It's got to be real.

You must look at her.

You must throw
the flower at her.

You must get up and
let her know that
your heart is breaking.

Aw, mush!
Sis, will you please go home
and study your part?

Butch, you ought to
learn your lines.

My line?

I've got one thing to say.
"Oh." I know how to say "Oh."

(SHOUTING)
Quiet, please. Quiet!

All right, kids. Come on.
In places now. Let's go.

Take all these things
off this bed here.

And you sweep up the room.
George, come with me.
(VACUUM WHIRRING)

Wonder what's that?
I don't know.

(ALL CLAMORING)

Please don't...
We're working on the show.

Yes, Miss Alice, I know
But I'm afraid you'll have
to find another theater.

We can't. We have
everything in here now.

Miss Alice, there's a guest
arriving here this evening.

Here?
Yes, Miss Alice. Here.

There must
be some mistake.

There's no mistake.
Your mother told me

to have this place
ready by 5:00.

George, take down
those drapes.

(ALL PROTESTING)

(TUTTING)
There's no such a thing.
I'm gonna find out about this.

KEN: Okay.

Stevens, the show
is very important.
MAN: You bet it is.

I know, I know.
George, take down
those drapes.

KEN: No, wait...

(ALL PROTESTING)

Stop it! Stop it!

Alice said no,
now stop it! Stop...

Stop barking at me, child!

I'm not barking.
You were barking.

I was, huh?
Well now I'm biting.

(ALL CHEERING)

(STEVENS HOWLS)

Mother? Mother?

DOROTHY: Yes, dear.

Mother!
What's wrong? You haven't
hurt yourself, have you?

What do you know
what Stevens said?

He said that you told him
to get the guest house

ready for a guest and that
we were to stop rehearsing.

Now, isn't that ridiculous?

No, dear.
It's true. I'm sorry.
Your father just phoned.

Oh, but Mother,
humiliating me in front
of my friends, that's awful.

That's better than humiliating
your father in front
of his guest, dear.

Well, who is the guest?
Mr. Bullit.

Well, isn't he good enough
to stay in the house?

You have eight spare rooms
and besides
the cottage is damp,

and the screen's broken.
I broke it today.

Sorry, darling.
Your father's orders.

Mr. Bullit is to have
the guesthouse

and we're to give him
absolute peace and quiet
while he is here.

Oh, but Mother, please.
No buts, darling.

If he doesn't have peace
and quiet, he'll go running
back to New York.

But...

Why, he'll go back?
Yes, he will and we don't
want that now, do we?

Oh, no, no.

And of course he would go back
if he didn't have peace
and quiet, wouldn't he?

Thank you.

He'll come down the main
drive, you all hide in the
bushes, and I'll be with him.

Wouldn't be easier to
move the whole show
over to Mary Lee's?

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

We've got everything
all mapped out, now let's
not start changing it.

(CAR HONKS)

We better move our stuff.
Yes, but don't
move it too far.

Okay, then get going.

Come on, get back.
All of you.

Tony, I'm gonna stick
around here and
kind of watch things.

All right. You stay here
and sort of watch things.

(SARCASTICALLY) Hello,
Miss Things.
(CAR STARTING)

Come on, Butch
If they're coming,
hurry up.

I'm coming
and if they get fresh
I'll bite their ears off.

Now go on, will ya?

Ken, I better go up
and get ready.

Oh, Alice.
Yes, Ken. What is it?

I just want to say,
I think you're swell

to go to all this
trouble and everything.

Oh, it's no trouble at all.

My daddy says that
when you start something,
you have to finish it.

Well, your dad's right.

Yes, but he hasn't
much consideration for me.

Oh, well, I suppose
he means all right.
He's just busy.

Ken Warren,
you're not sticking up
for him, are you?

Oh no, Alice.
How could you say that?

Why, I'm always
on your side,

and well,
I always will be
if you want me to be.

Sure, I do.
Ken, this show is important.

Oh, I don't just
mean it about the show.

I mean about, well...

About, you know, for...
For along time.

Like forever.

Forever?

That is a long time,
isn'tit?
I mean it.

(HESITATING) Well, Ken...

Well, I do, I guess.

Do you, Allie?
No fooling?
Yes, Ken.

Ken, come on. Hurry up.
We can't get Dracula started
and you've gotta crank it.

Well, go ahead, Ken.
I'd better go up
and get ready anyway.

Goodbye.
Goodbye.

BUTCH: Ken, come on.

She says
they're coming
up the road.

Everybody duck, come on.

Load up.

Take Mr. Bullit's things
into the guesthouse,
will you please?

BUTLER: Yes, sir.
Well, here we are.

Far from the
maddening crowd's
ignoble uproar.

Must you rub it in?

Fire!
(BLOWS)

Ouch!

Mosquitoes, too.
Oh, don't be pig-headed.

Forget the mosquitoes
and listen to
those katydids.

They must use Tommy guns.
And smell the good Earth.

(BOTH INHALE)

(EXHALES)

All right,
I've smelled it.
Let's goin.

DOROTHY: Hello, darling.
How sweet.

Mr. Bullit, welcome home.

Thank you, Mrs. Fullerton.

And this is the baby.

Well, well, well.
Elsie, isn't it?

Alice, not Elsie.
Oh, I beg your pardon.

I met you in Paris, remember?

You got off the train,
gave me a big hug and kiss
and called me Daddy.

Oh, how silly.
I must have been
a very little girl then.

Mmm-hmm. So big.

But you're still
a little girl, darling.

You're gonna love it here,
Vin. It's just what you need.

Fire!
(BLOWS)

Ouch!

Um, just bugs.
VINCENT: Hungry bugs.

MR. FULLERTON: Perhaps I'd
better take you to your room.

Oh, Daddy, let me take
him to the guesthouse.

All right, darling
Go ahead.
Right this way, Mr. Bullit.

See you later.

Dinner when you're ready.

You're up.

Get your aim.

I think you'll find
the guest house is lovely.

So silly of the servants
to be superstitious
about it being haunted.

Doggone it!

Don't those bugs or
mosquitoes or whatever
they are, bother you?

No, they only
pick on strangers.

Ow!
Yeah.

They're picking on you now.
Come on, let's hurry.
Ouch! (EXCLAIMS)

You're not afraid?

Afraid?
Of ghosts?

Of course I don't
believe in them.
Do you?

I don't know.
I'm not trying
to frighten you.

It's just that,
since that thing happened
with my music teacher,

everybody talks about
the guesthouse.

What thing?

She went crazy,
you know?

She was very sad at first.

Whenever she played
the piano, she always
used the black keys.

Then one night
at midnight,
she passed on.

Of course,
that was after
she hung herself.

Hanged herself.
Yes, hung herself.

Well, anyway, hung or hanged,
it happened here
in the guesthouse, eh?

Mmm-hmm.
Cheerful.

And you two
know where to go?
Yeah.

Bill, you know
where to go?
Yeah. yeah.

Okay. step up.
Come on, let's go.

Now she does
a bit of haunting,
does she?

Oh, I've never seen her,
but then I've never
looked for her.

But the servants say that
that's why everything goes
wrong in the guest house.

Now, you don't believe
silly things like that,
do you?

No, of course not.
I guess I just mentioned
it for conversation.

Ouch!

Oh, don't pay
any attention to that.

Holy smoke!

Perfect.

Thank you very much.
Now, you run on back.

Oh no, I think I better
show you where
things are first.

Here we have the...

Isn't this cozy?
Yes, very.

Now that's the bedroom
and there's the fireplace,

and that's...
And here's the piano.

(CHUCKLES) All right,
I'll see at dinner.

Oh, Mr. Bullit?
Hmm?

Would you mind
very much, uh...

I, uh...

I hate to come
over here alone.

And I should catch up
on some practicing,

and, so if you
wouldn't mind I'd...
Do you play the piano?

No, I sing.

Oh, you sing.
Uh-huh.

(CLEARS THROAT) Well,
if you'll excuse me,
I'll go and change.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)

(ALICE WARMING UP HER VOICE)

Ma-mi

Ralalalalala

(VOCALIZING)

Looking for something?

Yes, a piece of rope.
A piece of rope?

I'm beginning to think
maybe your music teacher

wasn't so crazy
when she hung herself.

Pretty smart woman.

BOTH: He's mad, now.

She's got his goat.

(ALL HOWLING)

(ALICE CONTINUES VOCALIZING)

(ALL HOWLING)

Fire!
(BLOWING)

Ouch!

(ALICE CONTINUES VOCALIZING)

(VOCALIZING)

(HOWLING)

ALICE: Merrily, merrily
Merrily, merrily, merrily, may

(GROANING)

(METAL CREAKING)

Merrily, merrily
Merrily, merrily, merrily, may

May, may, may

(PLAYS PIANO)

Merrily, merrily
Merrily, merrily, merrily, may

Hey, Tony, get going
with the skunks.

(ALICE CONTINUES VOCALIZING)

(ROARS)

(ALICE SHRIEKS)

Well, I was just...
I know you were just telling
them to bring the skunks in.

But how did you know...
I know the Morse Code too,
young lady.

Now I'm going
to tell them something.
Oh, I wouldn't if I were...

You're going to keep right
on singing those scales

or there will be a ghost
around here
and it will be yours.

Go on, sing.

Come on in
I can't tell you now.

Something went wrong.

Hey, Tony, Come on.
Butch, come here. Bill.

ALL: What's the matter?
Well, something
must have happened.

We got to go inside.
(ALICE SINGING)

ALL: I'm not going in.
BUTCH: Neither me.

Well, we can't leave
her alone in there.

Come on. We'll go in.
We'll just be quiet.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

KEN: Allie? Allie?

Alice, you want us?

(IMITATING ALICE)
Yes, hurry up.
KEN: Where are you?

We're right here.
Can't see you.

(INDISTINCT WHISPERS)

(GIRL SCREAMING)

You're the worst bunch
of ghosts I ever saw
in my life.

Now, sit down, all of you.

Now, which one of you
kept pecking away
at the back of my neck?

I did, sir.
Stand over there.

Look, Mr...
Sit down.

Mr. Bullit...
I'l get to you
later. Sit down.

Mr. Bullit, let me
tell you what happened.

No, let me tell him, Ken.
We have nothing personal
against you.

No, nothing personal at all.

No, you just
don't like me.

No, we just want to
get rid of you.

BOY: Yeah, that's right.
Oh, I see.

Nothing personal.
You just want to
get rid of me.

ALL: Yeah.

Well, let me
tell you something.

That's exactly what
I want myself,

to get out of here
as soon as possible.

But your father has
different ideas.

Well, look, Mr. Bullit,
maybe we can help you.

ALL: Yeah.

How?
Well, now let me think.

We can bring you over to
Evelyn Sullivan's house,

and maybe you can
catch the measles,
she's got them and...

VINCENT: I'm afraid
that'd take too long.

Wait a minute.
What about a dying friend?

(EXCITED CHATTER)

Uh, have you got
a dying friend?

(ALL SIGH)
Now, wait a minute.

If I could only get a call
from a New York hospital.

Oh, we could do that.

We did a hospital play once.

ALL: Yeah!

There's been an
accident, see?
My friend calls for me.

Maybe my presence
will save his life.

Oh, we can do that,
but good.

I don't know.
My father is
pretty smart.

Yeah. Too smart at times.

That will take more
than a telephone call.

There'd have
to be a telegram.

First the phone call,
and then the wire.

"Leonard's sinking fast."

But that wire
must come from New York.

My father has a direct wire
to his New York office.

That's swell!
You send the telegram.

And we'll get working on
that hospital scene.

Come on, gang,
over to my house.

About what time
do you want us to call?

In about two hours.

That doesn't
give us much time,

but we'll make it.

KEN: Back at quarter after.
ALICE: Don't be late.

I won't, Allie.

Oh, Mr. Bullit,
I think you're just...

Well, you're just perfect.

Now, do me a favor.
Will you get me
a glass of water?

Yes.

And a little
brown pill bottle
out of my small bag.

Are you sick?
No, I'm all right.

Just a little fever.
Oh, now you stay right there.

Let me get them.
Now, don't think.

(WATER RUNNING)

Here you are.

You better
take them right away.
Thank you.

Water.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I'l get some...

(MUMBLING INDISTINCTLY)

There.
Feel better now?

Much.
Uh, Mr. Bullit,

we would never have done
those things we did to you
if we'd known you had a fever.

Honest, we wouldn't.

Well, just you don't
say anything about this

to your father
and you're forgiven.

Oh, I won't.

Uh, well, you better rest now
and I'll go and unpack.

I think I can do that.

No. You have to be very
quiet when you have
a fever and rest,

otherwise the fever
will go up.

Oh, I see.

All right, I'll rest.

Oh, I wouldn't smoke
either, if I were you.

I'll just... Just sort of
relax and take it easy.

Are you comfortable?

You want a pillow?
No.

I'll go and
get you unpacked.

How are we coming?
Fine, thank you.

I thought you were
in the other room, resting.

I'm all cured.

You're a wonderful nurse.

Oh, you still look feverish.

You better sit down.

Maybe you have the flu.
I had it last year.

No, no. It's just
a little infection.

An infection?
Well, isn't that very bad?

Mmm-mmm. The doctor
in Spain said it would
clear up all by itself.

In Spain?

Oh, you're the man
from Daddy's newspaper

that got shot
covering the war.

Oh, that's terrible.

It wasn't anything personal.

Everybody was shooting
at everybody else,
and I stuck my leg out.

Your leg?
Well, doesn't it hurt?

Mmm-mmm. No,
it's all right, see?
(STOMPS FOOT)

Don't you that.
You might hurt yourself.

No, really, it's
all right, but listen,

if we're going to get
that phone call
from a dying friend,

I'd better get dressed.

But...
Now you run along and
thanks for everything.

But, Mr. Bullit, I...

I wanted to apologize.
Oh, no.

Don't bother.
I'd feel silly
if you did.

But...
Really, it was fun.

We must do it
again sometime.
But, really...

Sick and...

Well, ought to have someone...

Shot in the war...

Alone.

Of course, it was
the kind of thing
you would expect to happen

during a war,
but I must admit,

I felt a little mystified
when she sent for me.

It's a pity you didn't pick up
some beautiful shawls
while you were there.

Oh, Mother, shawls?

What happened to Miss X?

Was she really the head of
the whole spy system?

Well, that's what they said
when they shot her
in the morning.

Now, tell me, Vince,
was she a royal princess?

She was to me.
She gave me the story.

You know, dear,
before she faced
the firing squad

on that cold morning,
her last wish was
to see Vince.

And there, in her little cell,
she told him the whole story.

And I told it to
the whole world for two weeks.

A princess...
MR. FULLERTON: What a story.

I remember.
My, it was breathtaking.

Breathtaking?

You wait till you see
the series of articles
Bullit's going to write now.

Super breathtaking they'll be.

What a life.
What a glorious life you have.

You see Cairo and Cathay.
You have all the fun.

I own the newspapers,
and what do I have?

But you have me,
dear, and Alice

Yes, Mother?

Oh, excuse me.

Telephone, sir.
It's New York,
and very urgent.

Oh.

Hello? Hello?

Yes, yes, this is
Mr. Fullerton speaking.

General Hospital speaking.
General Hospital speaking.

Hello? Mr. Fullerton
on the wire?

I'l connect you with
the head nurse.

(CLICKING)

This is head nurse
Murphy speaking.

Mr. Fullerton, we're trying
to locate a Mr. Bullit.

Emergency case.

(CLICKING)

I'l connect you with
the operating room.

This is Dr. White speaking.

Yes, a man named
Leonard Martingale,
hit by a bus.

Yes, he had a letter
in his pocket.

(DEEPENS VOICE)
Had a letter in his pocket
signed by Vincent Bullit.

Yes, he keeps calling
for him. Quite serious.

(SCREAMING)

(SHUSHING) We don't need
any ambulance in here.

Have you a friend
by the name of
Leonard Martingale?

Sure, is he on the phone?
No, it's the hospital.

I can't very well tell
what they're saying.

There's a lot of yelling
and screaming going on,

but he seems to be hurt.

Hello? Bullit speaking.

Oh, oh, that's bad.

Still under the anesthetic?

Yes, I'll be right here
if you want me.

Well, now, listen,
you wire me the moment
he regains consciousness

if he needs me.

Right.

Gosh. Poor old Leonard.

Is he an old friend of yours?

Hmm. Funny, I thought
of him just this afternoon.

Funny?

MR. FULLERTON: Oh, it's
probably not really as bad as
that. First reports, you know?

VINCENT: Yeah, and
Leonard's pretty tough.

That's one thing in his favor.

Shall we have coffee
in the other room?

Yes.

Who would ever have thought
that poor old Lenny

would be the victim
of a crosstown bus?

Well, try not to
be disturbed, Vincent.

We'll know in a little while
how he's getting on.

Yes, that's true.

(WHISPERING) Now is the time
to send that telegram.

Say "Martingale sinking fast.
Come at once. Dr. White."

"Martingale sinking fast.
Come at once. Dr. White."

Hello, is this
The Globe operator?

This is Alice Fullerton.

Would you connect me with
Western Union, please?

I want to send a telegram.

(DOROTHY PLAYING PIANO)
You have pianos all over
the place, haven't you?

Dorothy and Alice are
very musical.

Alice sings.

Really? I never would
have thought so.

(CHUCKLES)

(PIANO MUSIC CONTINUES)

ALICE: (SINGING)
You're as pretty as a picture

Has anyone
ever told you before?

You're the image
of an angel from above

And you were just meant
for me to adore

You're the model
of perfection

The others are
only copies of you

Can't you see the only thing
that worries me

I wonder if you're
too good to be true

Your eyes, your hair

You're a perfect color scheme

You're much too fair

You must have
stepped out of a dream

You're as pretty as a picture

A beautiful exhibition of art

When I say you fairly take
my breath away

Just picture what
you have done to my heart

Your eyes, your hair

You're a perfect color scheme

You're much too fair

You must have
stepped out of a dream

You're as pretty as
a picture

A beautiful exhibition of art

When I say you fairly take
my breath away

Just picture what
you have done to my heart

Bravo!

That's an old family custom.

Every night, Alice has to
sing for her supper.

She does it well, too.
You ought to feed her better.

Hmm?
Not make her eat
chocolate ice cream

when everybody else
is having crépes Suzette.

There, you see, Mother?
People do notice.

Kenneth coming over
tonight, darling?

Kenneth?
Coming here, you mean?

No, no, of course not.

And who is Kenneth?

He replaced Lord Byron,
Alice's former sweetheart.

ALICE: Daddy!
Oh, you'll have
a chance to meet him.

Telegram, sir,
for Mr. Bullit.

You read it, Gil,
I know it's bad news.

Oh, it's from Leonard.

Well, I suppose
I might as well
start packing at once

and get right down there.
Excuse me.

Wait a minute.
There's nothing
to worry about.

He says, "Feeling much better.

"Stay where you are and rest.
You need it.

"I'm all right.
Love, Leonard."

He seemed to take a turn
for the better, didn't he?

Yeah. I can't understand it.

(CHUCKLES) I had a feeling
he was going to be all right.

So did I, my dear.

I don't know.

Sounds to me
like the sort of case

that might have
serious complications.

It's amazing.

Well, I'm certainly glad
that he's better for
your sake, Mr. Bullit.

If you'll excuse me,
I think I'll go to bed now.

Good night, Mother.
Good night, darling.

Good night, Daddy.
Good night, dear.

Good night, Mr. Bullit.
Good night.

That's the first time
she's gone to bed

without being driven
upstairs in months.

She's a very surprising
child in many ways.

Yeah. Many, many ways,
I should imagine.

I wish I had six
just like her.

Six?
Mmm-hmm.

Yes, Mr. Bulli,
I know I did it,
and I'm sorry.

Oh, yes, I had a reason
for doing it.

I had a good many reasons
for doing it.

You were wonderful
not to give me away.

Why did I do it?

Well, now, Mr. Bullit,
you know you're not very well,

and, you know,
if you went to New York,

you wouldn't take
very good care of yourself.

Well, Mr. Bullit,
thank you for letting me
call you Vincent.

Well, Vincent, we just
want to take care of you.

What else?

That's the whole story.

Mother, Daddy and I
just want to
take care of you.

Well, I know
I should have told you,

and I apologize for
doing it the way I did,

but well, I did do it
for your own good.

I do wish you'd
forgive me. Please.

VINCENT: I ought to
break your neck.

Hmm?
You're a traitor.

I thought it...
A wolf in sports clothing.

Oh, no, Vince...
Um, Mr. Bullit.

I was only trying to save you
from your own recklessness.

And who appointed you
my guardian angel?

Oh, well, don't you see?

If you left and anything
happened to you,

Daddy would never forgive me
for making you go away,

so, lonly...
DOROTHY: Good morning.

Oh, good morning, Mother.
Good morning.

Mr. Bullitand I
were just talking.

Yes, very interesting, too.

Oh, Alice is a great
little old chatterbox.

Very ambitious, too,
this morning.

Picking flowers and
looking so pretty.

Just like a little angel.

Who are they for, darling?
Oh, they're for...

They're for you, Mother.
Oh, how thoughtful.

Don't you think it'd
be nice to put some
in Mr. Bullit's room?

Oh, yes. Yes, I do.

Don't they draw mosquitoes?
Oh, no. No, they don't.

Well, goodbye.
Come on, Apollo Belvedere.

Oh, I wish I had six
just like her.

Six, huh?
Mmm.

That makes an even dozen.

(CLEARS THROAT LOUDLY)

Oh, hello.

I was just fixing some flowers
I got from the garden.

Well, what happened
last night?

Nothing.
What do you mean, nothing?

You got the phone call,
didn't you?

Oh, that phone call?

Yeah, that phone call.

(SIGHS) You certainly don't
think my father was fooled
by that for a minute, do you?

Well, didn't the
telegram cinch it?

Oh, the telegram.

Holy smokes. That telegram
was the whole idea.

Well, they weren't fooled
by the phone call, what good
would the telegram do?

What happened?
Nothing much.

Why were you putting
all those flowers around for?

I have to do what
my mother tells me.
Stop picking on her, Tony.

It's not her fault.

Look, if he stays tonight,

I know where they got
some swell, fat hop toads
we can put in his bed.

No, we can't do that.

He's wounded.
He was shot in Spain.

Well, he certainly shot
our play to pieces.

Well, we can always rehearse
over at Mary Lee's.

They haven't got
any shot up guests.

We'd love to have you.

Oh, I don't know.
It's bad luck to change
rehearsal places.

ALL: That's right.
You think he's going
to go away today?

Well, I don't know
exactly, Ken.

But I'll tell you what
I can do for you kids.

He and mother are out riding,
and maybe I can join them,

and well, talk to him
about things.

ALL: Good idea.

Yeah, that's perfect.

KEN: Good idea.
I'll be back in a minute.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Couldn't you rehearse
at Mary Lee's?

Well, you know
what that means.

She'll want to
be in the show.

Why don't you let her
bein it?

But Alice, she wants to play
your part, Lady Iris.

Sometimes I wonder
if it's all worthwhile.

All what's worthwhile?
All this.

Wouldn't it be better
to just sit under a tree
and think?

Think? About what?

The whole world
is a playground.

Instead of this bit of
Greensford called home.

I don't know what
you're talking about.
You're over my head.

Well, nothing matters
when you're very
young, I guess.

All right, Grandma.
Now don't be silly.

You know, Ken, there
is such a thing in
this world as peace.

Real peace.

So what? So there's peace.

Yesterday, you wanted to
tear down the place

‘cause they were
interfering
with the show.

Now, today,
you talk like this.
I don't get you.

I'm torn between two fires.

Two fires?

Hey, Allie.
I mean, Alice.

What?

You haven't sort of changed
your mind about...

Well, you know what I mean.
About anything, have you?

Look, Ken,
I need a friend now.

You need a friend?
You've got a million friends.

(SIGHS) Goodbye, Kenneth.
It's been lovely
talking to you.

Wait a minute.
Where are you going?

(SIGHS) Who knows?

Perhaps to Cairo and Cathay.

But you haven't answered
my question yet.

You haven't changed your mind
about anything, have you?

Oh, now. The show
will be all right.

I don't mean about the show.
I'm just trying...

Cairo and Cathay?

(HORSES GRUNTING)

Uh-oh! I'm afraid
you're in for it, Vincent.

What is it, a posse?

No, it's just the girls.

They're dying to meet you.
They love celebrities.

And to think I woke
a horse up at 9:00
in the morning for this.

(WOMEN CLAMORING)

WOMAN 1: Are you
Mr. Vincent Bullit?

I met you in
Washington, remember?

DOROTHY: Oh, just
a minute, girls!

Please, girls, just a minute.

Now, may I present,
Mrs. Lars,
this is Mr. Bullit.

And Mrs. K,
this is Mr. Bullit.

MRS. K: How do you do,
Mr. Bullit?

And Mrs. Spencer-Jones,
this is Mr. Bullit.

And Mrs. Randolph...
I'am Mr. Bullit.

(ALL CHATTERING)

We're having a paperchase
this afternoon,

and you're just the man
we need.

DOROTHY: Oh, no, dear,
I am very sorry.

WOMAN 2: Don't keep him
all to yourself.
DOROTHY: Indeed not.

I'm sorry, I really don't know
anything about Spanish lace.

Well, come and see mine,
then you will.

4:00? I'll expect you.

WOMAN: 4:00 is the tea.
He'd better be there.

WOMAN 2: And my husband,
I know you'll find a lot
to talk about.

WOMAN 3: Bring him to
the tennis club, Dot.

You do play tennis?

Well, I prefer croquet.

WOMAN 4: Good.
Take you on in an hour.

WOMAN 5: And I do
want you to see
the moving pictures

we took in Norway,
Mr. Bullit.

Come on!

Help, Mother, help!

Oh, it's Alice. It's Alice!

Help! Help!

Help!

Help!

(ALICE SIGHS)

What evil star ever
made me run into you?

Where am I?

You are sitting on my chest.
Will you please get off?

Oh, I guess
I must have fainted.

You're still sitting
on my chest.

Oh.

(VINCENT EXHALES)

Are you hurt?

No, let's call it
"discouraged."

Suppose you take
the two horses and leave me
right where I am.

Here's where I stay.

May the rains fall
and the snows pile deep,

never tell 'em
where you left me.

Never.

Have I done
something wrong again?

Well, it's not
avery right idea

to get on a large,
powerful horse when you
don't know how to ride.

Oh, I can ride.
I did that on purpose.

You what?
Mmm-hmm.

Where's my riding crop?

Oh, but I did it
to rescue you.

You see, now that
you've escaped,

you don't have to do
all those things that
they wanted you to.

But that's wonderful.

Wait a minute. This isn't
another one of your tricks?

Oh, no, it is not.
I swear itisn't.

I'll never betray you again.
Not for anything.

I got you into this mess.

Well, I want to
help you out of it
if you'll only let me.

Let you? A drowning man
clutches at a razor.

I had to do something about
the croquet game

and those pictures
from Norway.

I just couldn't stand by
and let you in for all that.

And all those other women,
it was just too awful.

Did I call you a razor?
Mmm-hmm.

You're a dream girl.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Bullit.

I think
under the circumstances,
you might call me Vincent.

Thank you, Vincent.

(SIGHS) Just perfect.

I tell you, she's been
giving us the runaround
for the last three days.

Go on. She's just trying
to get rid of him.

By taking him fishing
and bicycle riding?

That's a swell way
to get him out.

Well, her mother
makes her do that.

Is she coming to
the emergency committee's
meeting this afternoon?

No, she can't.

She's got to go to the dentist
and have her teeth cleaned.

She has to do anything
but see us.

She can't help it
if she has to go to
the dentist.

You don't suppose she
likes to have her teeth
cleaned, do you?

Here, it's your turn.
Use your own side.

Okay.

What's that you putting on?
Witch hazel.

Takes the smart out of it.

Help yourself.
(KNOCK AT DOOR)

BUTCH: Ken? Ken?

Ken?

What do you think
I saw just now?

What's the idea busting
in when two men are
in a bathroom?

I'm sorry.

But you know what
it was that I saw.

Well, tell us, tell us.

Well, I saw Alice and
that man and where do
you think they were?

Where?

At the Mount Kisco
Village Inn, shooting pool.

The dentist, huh?

You're a sap.

Did she see you?

Oh, no.

She couldn't be bothered
seeing anybody but Vincent.

Vincent? So she
calls him Vincent?

Never mind
what she calls him.
Where are you going?

To get Mary Lee.
I'll go with you.

No, you stay here
and clean my razor.

Tony, you round up
the emergency committee.

Oh.

Oh, for heaven's sake!

Ken? Ken?

He forgot to put
the blade in again.

TONY: Go on, clean it up.
Clean it up.

Oh, too bad!

I'l slap this up against
three cushions
and send it rolling home.

(VINCENT CLEARS THROAT)

Ah, you even shoot
a better game than Daddy.

That's what your daddy
owns the newspapers
and I work for them.

My skill, young lady,
is an indictment

of reckless
and misspent youth.

Rack 'em up.
Now, then, let's see.

You owe me $125,000
from pinochle.

$86,000 from checkers.

I lost $60,000 at ping-pong.

You lost 25,000
on this game, right?

That's right.

That means that
your net loss
is $176,000.

Mmm-hmm. That's right.

Well what about it?
Double or nothing.

Okay, double
or nothing.

Your break.

Hi, Allie.

KEN: Hello,
Mr. Bullit.
VINCENT: Hello.

Didn't know
you were
still around.

Well, she's responsible.
She double-crossed me.

For my own good, of course.
You know how women are.

Oh, I say I do.

Well, Dad insisted that
he finish some articles

before he left, so...

MARY: Oh!

Are you helping
your father run
his newspapers?

Why, I think
that's real cute.

VINCENT: But she's
really helping me.

So what are
the articles
about? Pool?

(LAUGHS) No, but
that's an idea.

They're about world affairs.
The biggest kind of news.

Say, I have got
some news
for you, too.

Mary Lee is
gonna play Lady Iris.

Me?

Yeah, I finally
coaxed her into it.

Oh, that's fine!

That's fine...

You know,
Mr. Bullit,

you can stick around
as long as you like now.

I mean, we've got
anew rehearsal hall

and we're all set
and everything.

VINCENT: Yeah,
that's fine.

Yes, and we've
got to get busy, too.

MARY: And we
don't want to
interrupt your game.

Won't you
go ahead and play?

Don't mind us.

Your shot, Vince.

Just stick around
and watch a master.

Now this is a very,
very difficult shot.

Mind if I try it?

It's a tough shot.

Thank you very much.

Come on over when
you get through.
I'll buy you a beer.

He must sleep
on a pool table.

He's just
showing off.

My father
taught him that
on our table.

And her pretending
he was going.

I'm really excited.

All right,
let's go to work.

Charge it, Cappy.

Hey, wait a minute,
wait a minute.

You know what
your ma told me.

Please, Cappy.
Charge it.

CAPPY: All right.
All right.

By the way,

a doubleheader
for the young lady

and a root beer
for the gentleman
at the pool table.

So long, Allie!
Going to rehearsal.

VINCENT: So long!

Anything you want,
it's on me.

The best
in the house.

Now there's what
I call a real gent.

He's just
being childish.

His play
and showing off.

A doubleheader
chocolate for you, Alice.

For me?

Oh, I don't
want that.

All want is
a glass of water.

Why, I' haven't had
an ice cream cone,

well, for years
at least.

Is that for me? Fine.

So, listen,
bring me
one of those...

What do you call 'em?

Uh, double-jumbo.

You know,
covered with walnuts,

chocolate ice cream,
banana split.

My Bullit's very
attractive, isn't he?

I guess so.

Yeah, sure, sure.
He's very nice.

He's swell.

You know, you're
pretty swell
yourself, Ken.

Forget it, you're
doing me the favor.

No. I don't mean
about the play, Ken.

Well, I do.

I want it
to be real good.

It's my last one.

Is it? Why?

Well, I can't
very well

come back and
put on kids shows

when I'm going
in the Navy.

Ken! Are you
going to Annapolis?

Oh, Annapolis is just
going to school.

I'm going
in the Navy.

To see the world?

Sure, Cairo, Cathay...

And that's China.

And every place.

China?

Oh, Ken, you're not.
Yes lam.

But don't go spreading
it around, will you?

Oh, no, I won't
tell a soul.

I mean, I don't want
alot of fuss

and a lot of goodbyes.

She might think
that's childish, too.

MARY: You know
what, Ken?

I know we better get
to that rehearsal, Lady Iris.

MARY: Lady Iris.

Who'd have ever
thought I'd be that?

Ken?

You're simply,
stupendously wonderful.

I think
you're adorable.

Oh, you can save
that stuff for Tony.

I'm

I'm disillusioned
about women.

Oh, Ken.

(BOTH SINGING) Daisy, Daisy,
give me your answer do

I'm half crazy
all for the love of you

itwon't be
a stylish marriage

I can't afford a carriage

But you'll look sweet
upon the seat

Of a bicycle built for two

(VINCENT EXCLAIMS
AND APPLAUDS) Oh!

How about
Sweet Adeline?

Ooh. After
root beer?

No, no
That would
never do.

Well, what else
do you know?

I know a secret.

Oh, you gonna
keep it?

Mmm, that
depends on you.

On me?
Mmm-hmm.

It's your secret.

Oh, no, I haven't
any secrets.

Well, maybe these
old eyes of mine
deceive me,

but I don't
think so.

You're crazy
about somebody,
young lady.

Oh.

You weren't supposed
to know about that.

(VINCENT
CHUCKLES)

I guess you think
it's silly at my age.

VINCENT: Oh,
on the contrary,
I think it's very nice.

You aren't joking?

About such
a sacred matter?

No.

It is sacred.

But still, I...
It makes me feel
very young again.

Oh, but you're
not old.

Are you?

Well, today
I'm not.

I'm young!

I ride on a bicycle,
I eat banana splits.

(ALICE CHUCKLES)

And I see young love
in a young lady's eyes.

Well, when did you
first suspect me of it?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

When he told you
she was going
to play Lady Iris.

When he told me?
VINCENT: Mmm-hmm.

But how did
that make you...

VINCENT: Well,
I don't know,

but I could see
you were crazy
about him.

And he was
pretty keen
about you, too.

He's a nice boy,
your Kenneth.

Yes, Kenneth
is a very nice boy.

And don't let that
other girl bother you.

That was just an act
to make you jealous.

I see.

You know all
about it, huh?

VINCENT: Sure,
I'm an expert.

And as an expert,

I predict that everything

is gonna turn out
all right in the end.

(SINGING) Alice, Alice,
give him your answer do

VINCENT:
Come on, sing.

He's half crazy
all for the love of you

itwon't be
a stylish marriage

I can't afford a carriage

But you'll look sweet
upon the seat

Of a bicycle built for two

(VINCENT HUMMING)

Well, well,
what have we here?

Bye, Daddy.

(KISSES)

Spring fever
or too much work
on your show?

No, I was
just thinking.

Well, why aren't you
over there

helping your mother
get ready for Vincent's party?

She doesn't need me
and I'd only be in the way.

I see you've
been very quiet

the last few days,
young lady.

Anything wrong?

Is there anything
that isn't wrong?

Well now, that sounds
very sad and serious.

I haven't even heard you
around the house for days.

Guess that's
because you've been

too busy working
with Mr. Bullit.

Oh, that won't
last forever,

he'll be off
for China soon.

Then you and I will see
much more of each other.

You know,
your old daddy loves you

even when he is busy.

Yes, I know
you do, Daddy.

Anything I can get you
in town?

No, nothing,
thank you.

I suppose you're
broke again.

Mmm-hmm, but
that doesn't matter.

(CHUCKLES)

Here, take
this dollar,

and geta
little remembrance

for Vincent
for his birthday.

Goodbye. (KISSES)

ALICE: A little remembrance.

Daddy?
Yeah?

What can I
get Vincent
with a dollar?

Ooh, cigarettes,
something like that.

He won't remember me
if I just give him cigarettes.

(LAUGHS) Oh, he's
not supposed to
remember you.

The idea is
you're supposed to

remember him
on the occasion.

Daddy, couldn't I have
my next month's allowance?

No, I advanced your
next month's allowance

to get your costume
for the play.

Well, couldn't I give you a
promissory note or a pledge

or a blank check
or something?
(LAUGHING)

All right, here's
another dollar.

With your ideas
of finance,

you'll probably go
to Washington as
our first lady senator.

Goodbye.
Bye.

Decidedly,
Mrs. Fullerton.

You don't need me
to help you, do you, Mother?

No, thank you,
darling.

I think if we put...
Mother, look, can I...

Not one penny.

I saw you hold up
your father.

Now run along
and play, dear.
I'm busy.

Do you think
if we put the lantern

just about two feet
over that way over there?

MAN: Yes, quite
the improvement
that way.

No, I don't know,
I think I like it
where itis.

Hello, Stevens.
Good morning,
Miss Alice.

How are things
with you?

If by things,
you mean the horses,

I'm having
loads of luck.

All bad.

And I can't let you
have a cent.

That's fate.

Oh, flower girl!

All you have, child.

Oh!

Lady Iris,

I lay these flowers
and my heart
at your feet again.

What is your answer,

now that adversity
has taught you wisdom?

MARY: Were you to
lay the world
there before me,

my answer would
still be the same.

No.

My answer would
still be the same.

No! You cad!

No, my brave!
No my...

No, no, no,
no, no!

The line is,

"No my brave soldiers,
let him go in peace."

"No my brave soldiers,
let him go in peace."

All right,
that was swell.

Everybody relax.
Come on, relax.
Now rest. Rest up.

Tony, don't you
pay attention

to me when
I talk to ya?

I've gotta have
more feeling from you.

I should give
more feeling?
Yes, yes. You gotta mean it.

Especially when
she says, "You cad!"

Alice.

Hey, Allie!

Hello, Allie.

Oh, hello, Kenneth.

Oh, gee, your
second-act costume.

Oh, that's swell.

Look, let me
handle this, Allie.

But, Ken, I...
I'll tell Mary Lee

that you played
Lady Iris first,

and it's your
part, really...

But I don't want
her part, Ken.

Huh?

No, it's about
something else.

Oh, uh, excuse me.

Mary Lee.

I thought
maybe I...

If you've
interrupted us

to ask me
to give up
the part, Alice,

well, the answer is no.

Why, Ijust
thought maybe

I could sell you
my costume.

Oh, it's
very nice!

But I'm having
one made

by the woman who
make's Katherine Cornell's.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Kenny, I think I've rested
long enough now.

And just as soon
as the visitors go,

I think we can go on.

Uh, how's everything?

Oh, perfect.

It's perfect.

How's everything
with you?
Well, just perfect.

How's Mr. Bullit?

Oh, he's much
better, thanks.

Ken, you wouldn't want
to buy a bicycle, would you?

Not unless it'll float.

You see, I've been
thinking seriously

of joining the Navy.

I wish there was a navy
for girls to join.

Huh?

Goodbye, Ken.
Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Hey, Butch, do me
a favor will you?
Mmm-hmm.

Look, here's
a dime.

And you run over
to Alice's house.

See, ‘cause she
feels kinda bad,

and she thinks
I'm mad at her.

And you go on
over to her house

and tell her that
I'm not really sore.

I'm just a little...

Well, a little
hurt. Get it?

All right,
now go on.

Huh?

Oh, here,
you want it?

All right,
now go on.

I'm not mad!

See something
here you like?

So important.

Well, this one.
How much is that one?

Oh, well, that's
quite expensive.

$27.

But it'll
last forever.

Last forever...

I'll take it.

Could it be
engraved today?

Sure, right away.
And no charge.

Oh, fine.

Um, you do buy
old gold here, don't you?

Yes.

Just a minute.

How much for this?

Well, let's see.

Oh, $2.80.

$2.80, huh?
And this?

(CHUCKLES)
What's this?

Oh, it's a brace I used
to wear on my teeth,

but I don't
use it anymore.

It's gold.

Mmm, a dollar,
two...

Five dollars.

And this clasp pin?

And this ring?

Eleven dollars altogether.

Eleven dollars.

And how much
is this?

Twenty-seven.

Twenty-seven.

12,13.50, 14...

14.30, 14.35...

14.38.

Um, you don't go out
very much, do you?

What's that?

You don't get
very much exercise, do you?

No.

But what has that to do
with my selling you
a cigarette lighter?

Oh, a good deal.

You see that
bicycle out there?

Very nice.

Would you like to buy
that tandem bicycle
for $12.62?

What's the
matter with it?
Oh, nothing.

It's just that I never
wanna see it again.

My boys can
use it, I guess.

Well, that pays
for the lighter, doesn't it?

(LAUGHING) You're
a good business woman.

How do you
want it engraved?

Well, just say...

"To Vincent.
In memoriam."

"To Vincent.
In memoriam."

BUTCH: Alice!

Oh, Alice!
Alice, are you home?

(GASPS)

Hello. I didn't
hear you come in.

Mr. Bullit, I have
something for you.

What's that?

It's a present.

A present?

Just something
for your birthday.

Oh, thank you.

Birthday's starting
sort of early, isn't it?

Oh, don't do that.

Open it, I mean.

Not now.
No?

No, well,
wait until midnight.

Midnight? All right,
that's a promise.

(PHONE RINGING)

Answer the phone
for me, will you?

Mmm-hmm.

Hello?

Yes, who wants to speak
to Mr. Vincent Bullit?

Yes, yes.
I'l wait.

Oh, Cuba calling?

Cuba? Give me
that phone.

Hello. Bullit speaking.

Well, put her on.

Hello, Grace?

Oh, so you finally
stopped doing the rumba

long enough
to call me up, eh?

What am I
supposed to do?

Stand up
and cheer?

Who's indifferent?

Certainly, there's
another woman.

She's right here
in the room.

Crazy about her.

She's my
guardian angel.

No, won't do you
any good to come
flying back.

It's too late,
you've lost me.

What am I
doing tonight?

(CHUCKLES)
You'd be surprised.

Vincent!
Mr. Bullit, I...

Yeah, wait a minute.
What is it?

Well, I...

Mr. Bullit, I mean,
Vincent, I...

I guess I better
get ready for the party.

Goodbye, Vincent. Bye.

Goodbye.

Harriet, where's Celeste?

She's...
Never mind.

Hello, Mother.
Hello, darling.

Hi, Mother.
Celeste!

Celeste!
Yes, what is it?

Uh, help me
do my hair.

No, no, no.
First, um...

Oh, I wanna
look very lovely
tonight, Celeste.

What are you so
excited about,
Miss Alice?

Oh, I just found
something I thought
I had lost.

1 did that once
with my ring.

Oh, with
your ring!

Oh, I did it
with my heart!

Oh, with
your heart?
Uh-huh.

(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

(SURPRISED MURMURING)

Gee whiz.

I thought you'd
never get here.

Tell me,
what'd she say?
What's everybody doing?

Oh, they're
just dancing.
I wanna dance, too!

Now, come on.
I gave you a dime.

Tell me,
what'd she say?

Who say?
Alice.

Oh, nothing.
Well, then

she was speechless
when you told her, huh?

What does
R-E-C-K-L-E-S-S-N-E-S-S mean?

Recklessness.

"His recklessness
makes me afraid..."

What are
you reading?
A book.

"Today, I met a man
who needs me."

Where'd you
get this?

Read the part about
him holding her in his arms

and telling her
to call him Vincent.

That's the
just perfect one.

Mother, look
at this dress.

I ask you,
just look at it.

What's the matter
with it, dear?

Oh, I look like
a bottle of milk in it.

That's what's
the matter.

I look about
10 years old.

Oh, nonsense, sweet,
you look charming.

Oh, but Mother,

look at all these
silly little ruffles.

Alice, people will be
arriving in a minute,

run along
and get ready, dear.

Mother, don't you
understand anything?

Well, I understand
you're going to
wear that dress.

Now, Alice, please.

ALICE: All right.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Come in!

Daddy, you're
a smart man

and you have
good taste.

Just look
at this dress!

Yeah, it's wonderful,
sweetheart.

Oh, but Daddy,
itisn't!

Very nice, indeed.
Look at all
the ruffles...

Now you get out of here
and let me get dressed.

Daddy, please!
This is a baby dress...

Now you go
and see your mother.

ALICE: See Mother?

ALICE: Oh, is there
anyone in this world
who has any taste?

Mother won't you
please reconsider...

Here's a reward
for giving me

the best years
of your life.

Happy birthday.
Thanks, Gil.

My, my.
Very pretty.

I wonder where
I'll lose this one.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

I have another
present for you.

Oh? Give.

Grace is coming in,
she left Cuba at 6:00.

(CLICKS TONGUE)
I know.

She telephoned me
just before she
took the plane.

Splendid girl, Grace.

Yeah, I imagine
she would be

if you ever gave
her time for it.

You know, you and your
confounded assignments

have kept us
separated for years.

Good evening,
Mrs. Fullerton.

Hello, Kenneth,
I'm awfully glad
to see you.

Alice isn't
down yet.
Oh, no?

Oh, Vincent,
this is Kenneth.

How are you,
pool shark?
We've met.

That for me?
I should say not.

My mistake.
I'll say it is.

Oh, you
naughty man.

You promised to come
and see my gardens
and you never, never did.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Well, I can't
go now.

Oh, no,
of course
you can't.

But you can
come and meet

the president
of garden society.

Hello, Kenneth.
KEN: Hello,
Mr. Fullerton.

DOROTHY:
Have you seen
Alice, darling?

No, no.
As a matter
of fact, I...

Oh, I think I have,
Mrs. Fullerton.

But I can't be
too sure.

Oh, good evening, Mother.

What a
lovely party.

Alice, I want
to talk to you

for just one-half
of one minute.

Yes, Mother,
what is it?

Not here,
dear. Upstairs.

Oh, but
Mother, please...
No buts. Upstairs.

Oh, but Mother,
itis so pretty.

I know it's
pretty, dear,

but I want to
see you upstairs.

But why can't
we talk here?

Because, darling,
I have something
to say to you

that requires
the privacy of
our own room.

..I want to say
to you, young lady.

But Mother, you
don't understand...

Now you get off
that dress and
those awful shoes!

But Mother,
You don't wear
them anymore.

And get that rouge
off your cheeks.
It's horrible!

It's yours, Mother.
Now you put on
this frock.

That baby dress?

But it's precious!

Mother, I don't like it.

Now you girls
have better get ready
and take care of your...

(BOTH COMPLAINING)

Wait, wait,
wait, wait!

I'm only an innocent
bystander here.

Now, Alice, you're
going to wear this dress

and there will be
no more talk about it.

All right. All right,
I'l wear it.

but I won't
come down
to the party,

and that's final.

She looked
s0 sweet.

Oh, Gil,
she looked like...

Like I don't
know what.

I do. You,
back in the "20s.

You had a dress
just like that.

No, stop it.

I never looked as funny
as that in my life.

Yes, you did.

Just as funny
and just as young
and just as sweet.

And you haven't
changed a bit.

DOROTHY: Kenneth.

Yes, Mrs. Fullerton.

Are you having
a good time?

Well, I was
sort of waiting
around for Alice.

But she hasn't
come downstairs again.

Isn't she coming?
Well, I don't know.

Look, Kenneth.

Do you wanna be
a darling and do
me a favor?

Sure.
Go upstairs and get
Alice to come down.

She's in her room.
Would you do that?

Oh, I'm not so sure
she'd come down
just for me.

Oh, don't
be silly, Kenneth.

She's do anything
you asked her to.

All right,
I'll try.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Who is it, please?

KEN: It's me,
Alice. Ken.

Oh. Come on in.

Hello.
Hello.

I just wanted
to bring you
something.

It's not my birthday.

Yeah, but this
belongs to you anyway.

It's... Well,
it's your diary.

My diary?
Yeah, Butch found it.

You see, I guess
you must have
dropped it someplace.

Oh.

She didn't show it
to anybody, did she?

Oh, no. Nobody saw it.
She wouldn't do that.

Well, I...

I know she wouldn't
do it on purpose

but, well, she's
only a child and...

Yeah, but she's
a pretty smart kid

and she can read,
and everything.

Oh, yes, she
can read, can't she?

Yeah.

Oh, gee. Alice,
I know what's in there.

It's safe with me.
Honest, it is.

You didn't read it,
did you?

Oh. No.
No, I... I didn't.

Well, I just looked
at one part in it.

And then
another one.

You see, I didn't
know what it was,

and she was
reading it to me.

And the minute
I saw what it was,

I didn't read
any more because...

I knew you
wouldn't want me to.

You won't tell
anybody, will you?

Oh, I'd rather
die first.

Alice, I've been
your best friend!

You can trust me.

I'd do anything for you,

you know that.

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
I just didn't want you
to think I was being silly.

No, I don't think
you're silly at all.

Nobody better ever say
you're silly to me.

He's really
awfully nice, Ken.

And it wasn't his fault
that he stayed on here.

I made him.

I... I don't know
exactly why.

I know how it is.

No, I don't think
you do, Ken.

(SCOFFS) I don't think
any boy could, until...

Well, until
he grew up, or...

Or had more, well...

Yeah, I guess
you're right.

ALICE: My dad
always says

that women are much
more experienced
than men about life.

Yeah, that's what
my mother says, too.

(SIGHS IN RELIEF) So glad
you understand, Ken.

I wanted to talk
to somebody about it.

You see, I... I haven't
told my family yet.

Well, can't you talk
to him about it?

Oh, you never do that.

You never talk to...
To the one about it.

Oh.

Oh. I guess you don't.

I guess it's right.

You coming downstairs?

No. No, I think
I'll just stay up here

sort of alone
and listen to the music.

You know, he said something
awfully funny the other day.

It really was very funny.

Just shows you how dumb
even a very smart man can be.

He said that...

That he thought you
were in love with me.

(STUTTERS) Jeez. He is
a pretty dumb guy, isn't he?

He must have been cuckoo.

I think maybe he
was just teasing.

Yeah, yeah, I bet
but that's a funny thing

for him to say
though, isn't it?

He's probably very jealous.

He doesn't realize that you
and I are just good friends

and that, well,
we've grown up together

and that we always
do things together and...

Yeah, look, I think
I better go now

because the family told me
not to stay out too late

and I've got Dad's car
and everything...

Oh. Well, thanks
for bringing this back

and not thinking I'm silly.

Oh, no.
You are really
awfully sweet, Ken.

Well, goodbye
and remember

if I'm still around
you can always

come and talk to me
about anything.

That goes for anything.

Thanks.

Well, goodbye.

And best of luck
in everything.

Goodbye and give
my love to your mother.

Oh, I'll do that.

Goodbye.
Goodbye.

I'd just love to see
your gardens,
Mrs. Bitterson.

There's nothing
in the world

quite so exciting
as a good petunia,
is there?

Oh, I'm so glad
you like flowers.

Oh. Excuse me.
There's a young
friend of mine

I simply must see.

You'll excuse me,
won't you?

Well, uh...
Oh...

Someday I'm going
to get him in my garden.

Hiya, Dennis.

Kenneth.
Oh, Kenneth.
That's right. Sorry.

What's on your
mind, Mr. Bullit?

I just want
to get rid of that

overgrown flower girl.

Where's Alice?

So that's what's
on your mind? I'm sorry.
I'm just leaving.

I don't blame you.
I'd leave too,
if I could but I can't.

This is my party.

I don't know why parties
bore me these days.

Well, I guess
they'll bore me, too,

when I'm as old
as you are.

(CLEARS THROAT)

I suppose by that time
you plan to be sitting

in front
of a cozy fireplace

in a wheelchair
with a shawl on.

I know you are
big stuff, Mr. Bullit.

You go to wars
and you get shot

and you are famous
and everybody reads
what you write.

You're quite the guy.

But what were you
doing when you were 16?

Sixteen?

I was going
to high school

in little town in lowa.

In the afternoons,
I delivered groceries

for Flash and Myers
cash store.

(SCOFFS)

I used to go
fishing a lot.

A little lake,
right outside of town.

I played third base
in the school team.

(LAUGHS) We played
Cedar Rapids once.

I thought it was
the biggest town
on Earth.

I used to like to read too.

Jack London,
Kipling, Shelley, too.

That wasn't bad, kid.

It was a great world
without any problems.

How did you happen
to bring this up anyway?

Because I knew you
weren't always famous.

That's why.

We'll to tell you
the truth,

but don't let those
other people know it,

I'm not famous now.

Well, you sure
act like you are.

Partner, I don't
think you like me.

A fat lot you care
whether I like you or not.

Oh, now, look,
I like to have people
think I'm all right.

Okay. So, I think
you're all right.

Good night.

(MUTTERS)

Mr. Bullit,

I'd like to tell you
something else.

You've told me
plenty already.

You be good to her
and remember

she thinks
she knows a lot,

but she don't
know everything.

She's a grand kid.

Don't get me
wrong, Mr. Bullit.

But that's what
she is. A kid.

And well, I just
want you to know

that I'm really not sore.

The best man won.

You haven't been
drinking, have you?

Oh. It's all right.
I know all about it. She...

Now, wait a minute, look,

let's start
at the very beginning.

Who is she?

Well, Alice.

I mean, Miss Fullerton.

And what did
the best man win?

Well, Alice, of course.

Who told you
about this, son?

Well, she did.
We're the very
best of friends.

And we grew up together.

Like brother
and sister I guess.

When did she tell
you about it?

Just now.

But that's all right.

I can keep
a secret for her.

How did she happen
to tell you about it?

Oh, gee, Mr. Bullit,
I don't want to talk
about it anymore.

I think it's swell.

And maybe someday
when you and she

are in China or some
of those places

maybe I'll be
running into you then.

So long!
Wait a minute.

You can't leave me
ata time like this.

I'm sorry.
I've got to get home.

(EXHALES)

Oh. There you are.

Hey, Vince.

Yes, Gil?
Come on in.

I've finally
persuaded Alice

to come downstairs
by telling her

that you wanted
to hear her sing.

What in the world
made you do that?

Oh, come on.

After all,
it's your party.

But Gil, I...

I don't feel very well.

Oh, come on.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

My own

Let me call you my own

Let me make you a part

Of the song in my heart

Alone

I'm just living in vain

Everything that I do

Is depending on you

Show me a sign

Of your longing for me

Say you are mine

And forever that you will be

My own

Every dream
that I have known

Has been built
of but one desire

Just to call you my own

Show me a sign

Of your longing for me

Say you are mine and forever

That you will be

My own

Every dream I have known

Has been built

Of but one desire

Just to call you my own

That wasn't so bad, was it?

Is she coming over here?

Of course. Why?

I'll tell you later.
Mrs Bitterson,
would you like to dance?

Or have some punch
or just talk or something?

I'd love to have
some punch.

And then I can
tell you about my
rhododendron.

Very nice, dear.

Oh, Alice, dear,
your song was
$0, so wonderful.

I shall never forget it.

Thank you.
Yes. Very nice.

And now I must take
this little lady up to bed.

Pretty late
for her to be up.

Oh, can't she stay
just a little longer?

Oh, I don't mind,
Mrs. Bitterson. Really.

I rather like to be alone

when the rest
of the world
is gay and happy.

Well, goodnight, Daddy.
Goodnight, dear.

Oh. That reminds me
I haven't given Vincent
his birthday kiss.

Many happy
returns, Vincent.
Thank you.

Alice, aren't you
going to kiss Vincent
on his birthday?

Oh. Yes.
(VINCENT STUTTERS)

Many happy
returns, Vincent.

Goodnight.
Come on, darling.

You know, I think
kissing someone
on his birthday

is a very nice idea.

Many happy returns
of the day.

I dare you.
What...

I never told you.

I think I should
tell you before I go.

Oh, rats!

My dear, Alice,

Well, I probably...

Kenny!

What are you doing up?

You should have been
asleep hours ago.

I was but I had a bad dream.

I'm scared.
A lion's chasing me.

Come here, Butch.

No lion's chasing you.

But he was
when I was asleep.

Well, he's gone now.

Don't you worry.

Nothing's gonna
bother you.

Why are you up?
Don't you feel well?

I'm all right.
I just couldn't sleep.

You feel sad, don't you?

No. I feel all right.

No. You don't.

You feel very sad

because your
heart's breaking.

I think you better
go to bed, Butch.

Oh, no. I'm all right.

The light just hurts my eyes.

I'm not sleepy.

Come on. Quit stalling.
Butch, go to bed.

All right. Good night.

Good night.
Don't dream any more.

won't.

Ken?
Yeah?

Alice hates you,
doesn't she?

Well, no.

Well she doesn't
love you.

No, Butch
She doesn't.

Well, don't feel bad,
because I love you.

And I'll always
love you. (CRYING)

(VOICE SHAKING) Okay, Butch.

Well, I knew that one day,
sooner or later in my life,

and perhaps, in this room,

I'd have to talk
to the young man

Alice had picked out
for a husband.

But I didn't know
it would be so soon.

Or that you
would be the man.

Oh, cut it out,
will you, Gil?

I only wanted you
two to know why
I'm leaving tonight.

Oh, but you
can't leave now.

I know how
these things are.

And that would be
the worst possible
thing in the world to do.

Really, it would, Gil.

You don't expect me
to stay here, do you?

But you'll have
to stay, Vincent.

When girls get
desperate crushes
like this on somebody,

they're usually
very unhappy

for a very long time.

Especially if he
goes away.

I know. I was.

You were?

Well, when did I ever go away

during our courtship
and make you unhappy?

It wasn't you, dear.

Oh. No?

No. I have a picture
of him here someplace.

A picture?
Yes.

Oh. I'd like to see
this rival of mine.

There he is. I was 15,
and it was my brother's
riding master.

(LAUGHS) Oh, quite a chap.

You can laugh.
And I can laugh now.

But it was very
serious then.

You know what?
I think I'll take this up
and show it to Alice

and have a talk with her.

Well I think it'd be
very dangerous

to let her know we have
any idea about it at all.

Do you?
Yes.

Yes, but you can manage it.

Now just try
to get over the idea

that 20 years from now,
Vince will look

just as funny to her

as this awful man
in the picture.

I don't know where
that picture of me is,

but I know it's
in here someplace.

Oh, there it is.

When that picture was taken,

I really thought
I was very grand.

Mother, who is that
awful looking man

next to Uncle Bill?

He does look
pretty funny now.

Pretty funny?
He's awful.

Once your mother thought
she was in love with him.

Oh, Mother,
you couldn't have.

Well, 1 did.

But you were
just a child.

I was just as old
as you are this minute

and I thought I was
old enough to be in love.

Oh. I know, Mother,
but when you were a girl,

well, you know,
things were old fashioned.

Oh, no, we were
very modern.

You must have
been very funny kids.

Well, when you
think of that little girl

mooning around
about that man,

I guess it is funny.

Almost as funny
as if you were to say

that you were in love
with someone like,

well, someone who's old as,

well, I don't know, dear.
Just someone

who, 20 years from now
will look as comical to you

as Oswald does to me.

Mother, there's something
I want to talk to you about.

Very soon.

Yes, dear.

It's about being in love.

And I wanted to ask you...

Oh, not tonight, darling.

I'm really awfully tired.

And besides, I think
your father's waiting for me

and I better run along
and find him.

But just remember
this picture,
won't you, dear?

And now... And now,
go to bed, darling.

Good night, sweetie.

Good night.

Don't you worry, my dear.
Let me handle this.

I'm not gonna tell
her about anybody

but the person concerned,

Mr. Vincent Bullit.

I think I can work up
avery good case
against you, Vince.

I wish I could think
of something to help you.

I don't need any help.

I'm gonna make
a thoroughgoing job of this

and she'll never realize
that I know her secret.

Daddy!
Why, I thought
your mother was in here.

Well, she was,
but she left
to look for you.

Shouldn't you be asleep
by now, young lady?

Oh. I didn't feel
very much like sleeping

with the music
and everything.

Such a wonderful night.

It was a rather nice party,
I thought.

And you sang very well.

Aw! Thank you, Daddy.

You know, I thought
it was all rather wasted

on Bullit though,
didn't you?

I don't think he cares
very much about music.

Oh, he doesn't.
He's wonderful, isn't he?

He's so different
from everybody else.

Most people pretend
they like something
but he doesn't.

Oh, I wouldn't say that.

I think he pretends about
a great many things.

Why, Daddy,
that sounds mean.

Why? I don't mean it
to sound that way,

but well, everybody
knows Vincent Bullit.

Everybody knows him,
don't they?

Yeah, I mean,
for what he is.

He's just a fellow
that's here today

and gone tomorrow.

But the other night at
dinner that's just exactly
what you wanted to be.

(LAUGHS) Oh, yes.
But nothing means
very much to him.

Well, maybe something could.

Maybe that's just what
he's needed all his life.

Something to mean
something to him.

No, no, no.
He's much too old to change.

Well, maybe now
that he's getting older,

maybe he'll be
ready to settle down.

No, no, he's too
restless for that.

Oh, but, Daddy,
he's seen everything.

He's had so many adventures.

Like the story
he told us the other night

about the woman
who was a spy.

Well, that?
Why, you didn't believe
that was true, did you?

Well, you printed it
in your newspaper.

You always say
that The Globe prints

nothing but the truth.

Yes, I know.

(STUTTERING) But
you're a romanticist

and he's just a reporter.

Why, we've got hundreds
of them on every newspaper.

Not like him.
He's different.

No, he's just
like all the rest.

He lives a little
bit too hard

and drinks just
a little bit too much.

Maybe he needs someone
to keep him from doing that.

Oh, not right now.

I mean, but in four
or five years.

What? Four or five years
from now, Bullit will be

almost as old as I am.

But Daddy, everything
will be older then.

The house will be older,
Mother will be older,

you'll be older
and I'll be older.

Daddy, you know
what I think?
Now look here, young lady.

I didn't come here
to talk about Bullit at all.

I came here to look
for your mother.

And I guess I better go
and find her right away.

And you stop worrying
about that stiff.

I've known him all my life.

Have you, Daddy?

Gee, but you're lucky.

Hm. Well, well,
good night, dear.

Good night.

Stevens, phone the office

and tell them
I won't be in today.

And not to bother me
unless they have to.

Yes, sir.

Well, I never
slept a wink all night.

Well, I hope you
don't think I did.

I tell you,
I've got to get out of here.

No. Then we'd have
an issue to face.

And I don't want
any issues.

Neither do I.

Wouldn't it do
if I had a talk with her?

Told her it was
all very sweet
and all that and...

I don't know
what I would tell her.

DOROTHY: Well, no matter
what you told her,
you wouldn't believe it.

She'd just think
you were being noble.

Yes and don't be noble.

Just be dull.

That shouldn't be
hard for you to do.

Shh... Here she comes.

Morning, Alice.
Good morning, darling.

Good morning, Vincent.

Mr. Bullit.
Morning.

Daddy, why aren't
you at the office?

Oh, I just thought
I'd take the day off

and spend it
with my family
for a change.

Look, Dorothy, I don't like
to be a difficult guest,

but there's one thing
I cannot stand,

and that's toast
that's been burned

until it tastes
like a shingle.

Oh. That's a shame.

Let me go in the kitchen
and have cook fix you
some more right away.

No, no. She should have
done it right the first time.

Now, Vincent, remember
your blood pressure.

Daddy, I don't blame him.

People ought to realize
that he's not well

and make things
the way he likes them.

Who says I'm not well?

Oh, you're almost well now.

And you would be completely
if certain people didn't

make you work so hard
and insist upon you

putting up with things
like improper food.

Mother, I don't think we have
much consideration for him.

Now, look here, young lady.

After all, your mother
didn't fix that toast.

Well, she should have.
I would have

if I'd known about it.

DOROTHY: The cook
did her very best, dear.

But her best
isn't good enough.

Of course, I can go
into the village
to get my breakfast.

If it's too much trouble.
Oh. I'll go with you.

I don't want any
breakfast anyway.

I had some orange
juice upstairs.

No, never mind.
I'll get along with this.

You just tell me how
you want your luncheon

and I'll stay in the kitchen
all the time when
the cook's fixing it.

Oh. I think we can
manage without that, dear.

You have other things to do.
The play and...

Oh, I'm not
in the play anymore.

DOROTHY: You're not?
FULLERTON: When
did that happen?

A few days ago.

Oh. I just started
to think about things

and, well, I've been
in the play every year
for three years now.

And maybe people would
like to hear somebody
else sing for change.

And then some people
don't like singing at all.

Isn't that right,
Vincent?
(STUTTERS)

I didn't hear you.
I'm trying to read this paper.

(LAUGHS) Vincent's more like
his grouchy self this morning.

A lot of great men
are cranky at breakfast.

DOROTHY: What are you
going to do today, dear?

Oh, I don't know.

I guess I'll just stay
around the house
and read and think.

And then, of course,
I'l help Mr. Bullit.

(CLEARS THROAT)

ALICE: You know, Daddy,
I think you're
making a mistake

in making
Vincent go to China.

Why?

Well, a lot of important
things happen

in this country
once in a while.

Well, it isn't very patriotic
to have your best man over

in the foreign countries
all the time.

I like foreign countries.

I wish I were
in one right now.

Ditto.

Hello there!

Why, it's Grace!
The kid herself!

Grace, honey.

Oh, honey,
it's good to see you.

Oh, Vin, I can't
believe you're here.

Listen, you've got
to get me out of here.

No fooling.
Well that'll be easy.

VINCENT: Yeah. But you
don't know what's going on.

Grace. I never
was so glad

to see anyone
in all my life.

Oh, really,
Mr. Fullerton?

Dorothy, I don't think
you've ever met
Mrs. Bullit, have you?

And my daughter, Alice.

VINCENT: It certainly
is good to have
the old lady back again.

DOROTHY: I've heard Vincent
speak of you so often.

I've never heard him
talk about anything else.

Oh, that's just his
company manners.

I have a little bone
to pick with Mr. Bullit.
Hmm?

Who is the other woman
this time, Vincent?

Other woman?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

You told me about her
on the telephone.

The one that made you
feel so young and giddy

that you didn't care
if I ever came back?

VINCENT: Oh, that one.

Oh, that was Alice,
wasn't it?

Oh, this child.
Mmm.

You know, he really
had me worried again
for a few minutes.

(LAUGHS) Yeah, she's been
sort of taking care of me,

looking out for things
while I've been here.

Well, Alice, he's one
who will let you do

everything
in the world for him.

Don't you think so?

I don't know, Mrs. Bulli.

You know, there are some men
that are just like children.

They get spoiled by women.

I'm afraid Vincent's
one of those.

Don't you let him
make you a victim.

Oh. No.

I only answered the phone
and sharpened some pencils.

It was nothing.

That's the way
he always starts,

by getting them
to sharpen pencils.

And answer the telephone.

My dear wife,
you're painting a very
black picture of me.

Only telling the truth, dear.

Well, I don't want Alice
to think I'm as bad
as you say I am.

I mean, after all, even though
I am married to you,

I can't help it if other women

break their necks falling
in love with me, can 1?

You cad! To say a thing
like that to your wife.

Oh.

(SIGHS)

Could a heel get a cup
of coffee around here?

Well, was I a good
Mrs. Bullit?

Marvelous.

Thank you.
GRACE: You should
have warned me.

I'd have been better.

Bicycle built for two.

Fool!

Party.

Could be rehearsing
for Lady Iris.

(EXHALES) That's that.

What a fool I've been.

Hello, Allie. Busy?

Hello, Ken. No, I was
just tearing up some trash.

Well, I just
came by to tell you

I'm going away
and sort of say so long.

Going away. Where?

Well, I got to go to New York
to my dad's office first

and have a talk
with him. And if it's
all right with him,

I think I'm gonna
join the Navy today.

Join the Navy?

Yeah. I told you
about it before.

Oh, but you weren't serious.

What about the show?

Uh, no show.

Mary Lee's sick.

Her mother says it's
appendicitis or something,

but I think
it's stage fright.

Anyway, no show.

What do you mean, no show?

Let's get the gang.

Would you play Lady Iris?

Well if Mary Lee
doesn't want to do it,

I'd love to do it, Ken.
Really I would,
if you'll let me.

Please.

Please?

You're asking me please,

and I've been dying
for you to do it.

Oh. Thanks, Ken.
Well, let's go in the house
and phone the gang now.

Come on.
In the house.

No, there's
visitors in there.

Oh, don't bother about them.

It's nobody important.
Just Mr. and Mrs. Bullit.

That's all.
Mrs. Bullit?

Yes.

(SCREAMS IN JOY)

KEN: Let's go.

(BAND PLAYING)

(ALICE SINGING OPERATICALLY)

They're going nuts!
Did you see
the way everybody stood up

with applauded,
honestly, it was grand.

I stood right over there
and watched the whole thing.

In my life I've never
seen an audience
so stunned, and really...

And they applauded...

I stood over there
and watched the whole...

(ALL CLAMORING)

(AUDIENCE EXCLAIMING)

Romance comes to everyone

At that certain age

You'll find life
has just begun

At that certain age

Wouldn't life be wonderful

Delightfully insane

If we always could remain

At that certain age

At that certain age