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You're talking like
you're in love with...

What? A memory? So what?

I care about you.
I'm your brother.

I'm not going to stand there
and watch you tear yourself apart.

(SCREAMS)

FRANK: I couldn't find her.

You did everything
you could.

Yeah, but I didn't save her.

Hey, what are you
trying to do?

There's something strange
going on.

Now, you take your brother
and you get out of here.

FRANK: I don't care if it doesn't
make sense to somebody else.

I want to find out about her.

Don't romanticize her.
She's gone.

You can't fall
in love with her.

NARRATOR:
Tonight on the Hardy Boys,

Death Surf.

You want to race her
back to shore?

(SCREAMS)

WOMAN: Is someone in trouble?

MAN:
She went down right there.

(ALL CHATTERING)

(COUGHING)

You can't do it, Frank.
You'll kill yourself.

Now, come on,
you're too tired.

You should have let
me dive one more time.

You did all that you could.

If you'd stayed out there any longer,
it'd be you they were looking for now.

I couldn't find her.

I thought I saw her
so I went back down...

(STAMMERING) I just
couldn't hold my breath.

Take it easy, Frank.
Take it easy.

You did everything
you could, okay?

No one could have
done any more. Nobody.

Yeah, but I didn't save her.

Are you gonna be okay?

Yeah, I'll be fine.

They all come here,
the beautiful people.

The sun and the surf.

They just can't wait to get out there
on those waves and start showing off.

This is the third drowning in
two weeks, did you know that?

Those fools.

You better go home and get
some rest and get warmed up.

I'll need a complete report,
but it can wait until morning.

Is there anything
we can do?

There's no more
anyone can do.

All we got was her name...

Marianne Dalton. Some of the
kids from the beach knew her.

We're still getting
the details.

Let's go, Frank.

Go home before you
get pneumonia.

Yes, Mr. Weston, I promise
we'll be there tomorrow morning

with the contract
and the deposit.

Yeah, I know you have staff
to hire and food to prepare.

No, I don't expect it
to take five minutes...

We were unavoidably
detained. I'm sorry.

I see.
Okay, we'll be there.

He was unavoidably annoying.

Apparently he's been listening to
the Trans Pacific race on the radio.

And Dad is about 12 miles
behind the front-runner.

He thinks our planned victory
celebration may be a little premature.

I think Dad feels just finishing
the race is worth a celebration.

Probably ought to get
to sleep, huh?

Yeah.

Standing up in front of
the window all night?

That's a habit of yours
I must have missed.

You know, one minute
a girl is there,

healthy, vibrant, alive,

then she's gone.

Sure makes you think.

Yeah, I know.

Lieutenant, I don't mean to
criticize the abilities of your men,

but this thing just doesn't
make much sense.

I'm sorry, Mr. Turner.

I know how you must feel.
I've got kids myself.

But there were witnesses.
All the stories concur.

No, no, no. Terri was a
champion swimmer, Lieutenant.

She couldn't just fall
in the water and drown.

Now, look, I've got to have
some answers to my questions.

This Frank Hardy,
for instance.

If he was the only one close
enough to actually see what happened.

How do we know he wasn't involved
in her drowning rather than her rescue?

We checked him out.

He and his brother both are very
respected young men from Massachusetts.

Leopold and Loeb
were both respected young men.

You didn't let me finish.

It seems they're detectives

and have worked with numerous
police departments on the mainland.

Frank Hardy's background
is above reproach.

FRANK: Thank you, Lieutenant.

Frank and Joe Hardy.

This is Mr. Turner,
Terri's father.

He just flew in
from San Francisco.

I'm terribly sorry
about your daughter.

Mr. Turner, I respect
your grief. I really do.

But my brother almost drowned trying
to save someone he didn't even know.

And I'm sorry
for what I said.

It's just that I was feeling
so helpless. I understand.

I don't understand something. I thought
your daughter's name was Marianne.

It seems she was using
the name Marianne Dalton.

All the identification that we turned
up was under the name Terri Turner.

Why would she use
a different name?

Perhaps she thought she could
magically change her life.

I'm sorry I accused you.

I just... I can't accept
the fact that she drowned.

I know. I can’t accept it either,
and I was the nearest one to her.

She just didn't surface again
after she fell.

Could I speak to you alone
for a few minutes?

Of course.

Maybe we can
help each other out.

How's that?

Frank, I didn't know that girl
who drowned out there.

You said she was
your daughter.

She was, but...

When Terri's mother died,
she took it very badly.

Our relationship deteriorated
and she ended up leaving home.

That was over two years ago,
and I haven't seen her since.

She left resenting me and
all the things I stood for.

What is that?

Wealth, an
impeccable reputation,

solid base
to build a life on.

All of the middle-class
sell-outs.

There must have been
more to it than that.

There was.

I made some mistakes
with her. I admit that.

But I thought that with love
and time I could get her back.

But that dream
is gone now.

I'm sorry.

Frank,

Terri was all I had.

I'm not a morbid person, but I'd like to
know who she became before she died.

I'd like to know who her friends
were. What her values were.

My daughter is gone
and I didn't even know her.

That's a terrible thing
to have to admit to myself.

I understand.

I know this has been
hard on you, too, Frank.

But, really, I think
we could help each other.

Go on.

Lieutenant Conrad said that you and
your brother are detectives. Is that right?

Sometimes.

You and your brother
are young,

you're Terri's
contemporaries.

I can’t help but think that you'd be better
at getting information out of her friends

than either the police
or I would be.

I want to know who my daughter
was before she died, Frank.

And you can help me.

Now, will you do it, please?

You did what?
I agreed to help.

Look, Joe, it's important to
him. He really wants to know.

Frank, you sure it's not you
that really wants to know?

Maybe. Maybe that's true, too.
Look, I'll do it by myself.

We're a team,
remember?

Someone was
looking for something.

Yeah, but who?
And for what?

There could have been someone that knows
her death means an abandoned apartment.

That's an open invitation
to robbery.

Someone certainly took
advantage of the invitation.

"Marianne, thanks for all your
help. Love, Mark Crawford."

Let's see what
Mr. Crawford knows.

He was nice enough to leave his thank-you
note on the back of his business card.

(CAMERA CLICKING) MAN:
Lovely. Beautiful. Lovely. Wonderful.

Wonderful. Wonderful.

All right, now, you've got
to work with me on this.

We're selling perfume, not a bar
of soap on Mulberry Street, right?

Okay. Lovely.
Now, hold that.

You sent her
some flowers.

That's right.

Love, could you raise your head,
please. Get the shadow out of your eyes.

I want to see them,
thank you.

Yes, I would've sent her the entire
flower shop if I could have afforded it.

But as you can see by my
palatial surroundings, I couldn't.

You know about
her accident?

Yes.

I read about it in this
morning's paper, on page eight.

She deserves better
than page eight.

Do you think you could stop for a
minute, please, and tell us about Marianne?

I don't need to stop. I'm
used to working on the move.

I was crazy about Marianne.
But I wasn't alone.

She had that
effect on people.

I've got two full fashion
layouts thanks to her.

How's that?
She used to pose for me.

Must have given me
a hundred hours of her time.

Marianne would never
take anything in return.

(CLICKING)

All right, love,
thank you very much.

Next time try to get
a little sleep, won't you?

I'm a photographer,
not a magician.

She'll be a great girl
when she grows up.

Is there anything more you
can tell us about Marianne?

She knew how important it
was for me to make it here.

Sometimes she even worked harder than
I did in order to make me the breadwinner.

Were you that close?

Well, we weren't having a
thing, if that's what you mean.

You see, my wife turns 21
at the end of this month.

Her ancestors were some of the
original settlers of these islands.

When she does turn 21, she should inherit
a good portion of the family fortune.

You get my point?

I married Lucy
for her money.

Yeah, but only now they'll see
that you've made it on your own.

Right. Thanks to Marianne.

Very pretty girl.

Where'd you meet her?

Place. She used to sing
down at the beach.

Hubba's Place.

Can you give us
directions?

Sure.

Shame.

Well, he didn't seem very broken up for
someone who is supposedly so fond of her.

What are you
talking about?

I'm talking about it being
business as usual in there.

What'd you expect? A funeral
march playing on the stereo

and mourners weeping
from the darkroom?

No. I just figured that...

What?

I don't know.

The film.
What?

The film that you took on the
beach. Let's go back and set it up.

I still don't understand
what we're looking for.

Look, I was only
50 yards away from her.

Watch the way she just
disappears. You see that?

She never came up. I mean, if she
hit her head on a rock or something,

why didn't I find her?

Frank, those currents
are real tricky out there.

I mean, she could have been
swept right out over the reef.

Maybe she was shot.

You'd have heard it.

Maybe not.

Maybe somebody pulled her
down from under the water.

Don't you think you're
reaching a little bit?

Have you seen enough?
Yeah.

Let's go see Hubba.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

We're looking
for Hubba.

(CHUCKLES) Whole world's
looking for Hubba.

A mercenary in Turkey,
a tax man in England

and a husband
in Paris.

All three of them would love to
find Hubba's Place on the beach.

And I'm happy to say none
of them know where it is.

This Hubba must be
quite a guy.

Well, some folks think so. Of
course, it's hard for me to say.

You're Hubba?

Sam Hubblemeyer.

You know, with a handle like
that, a guy could make President,

or maybe mayor
of some small town.

But I guess I broke up too many bars
in too many towns to run for public office.

Is that why you came
to Hawaii?

No. Misrouted.

I left east Texas with the dream
of opening my own bar in Algiers.

You know, Humphrey Bogart
in Casablanca.

Well, somehow I
wound up here in Hawaii,

fell in love with the place
and set down some roots.

This ain't Rick's Place,
but it'll do.

What can I do
for you guys?

We wanted
to talk to you...

Well, that's easy.
I do that all day long.

All kinds of folks with all kinds of dreams,
they all want to talk to Hubba about them.

We wanted to talk to you
about Marianne Dalton.

You friends of hers?

Not really... Yeah,
we were. Good friends.

Well, then, you know what
happened to her. Yeah.

I understand
you knew her pretty well.

Didn't take long.

She'd only been on
the island about two months.

She's the kind of girl that could
walk into a place and make it her own.

Had hearts breaking
from here to Maui.

Man, what a waste.
A terrible thing.

Is there anything more
you can tell us about her?

Thought you said you were
friends of hers?

Well, we haven't seen her
in a while.

Don't believe
I caught your names.

Sorry, my name is Joe Hardy,
this is my brother Frank.

Funny that Marianne
never mentioned you.

We didn't know we were coming
here until the last minute.

It was sort of a sudden
decision. You can appreciate that.

We want to know if she
liked it here. If she was happy.

Hard to tell with someone like
Marianne. She appeared to be happy.

Never saw a day go by when she didn't
have a smile or make someone else smile.

It's hard to tell
with someone like that.

What they're really thinking.

If they're hurting inside.

She had quite an effect
on my life.

How's that?

Values, realizing
what you've got.

You know, some people, they
look beyond the good things

in case over the horizon
there's something better.

That's what I was doing.

I meant it when I said
I was headed for Algiers.

Hubba's Place was just
gonna be temporary.

And she made you look
at things differently?

She opened up my eyes.

Made me realize
what I've got here.

All kinds of friends, everybody
wanting to come to see Hubba.

It grew on me.

I learnt to enjoy it.
Thanks to Marianne.

Is there any reason you can think of that
someone might have wanted to kill her?

Marianne?

Now, why the devil would
you ask a question like that?

I just remember her being
a very strong swimmer.

Well, that has nothing to do
with anyone drowning.

You get hit in the head with
your board, you get knocked out,

the undertow grabs you.
It's all over in three seconds.

Yeah.

You want to see her?

(SINGING) He's
real He's just a man

He's not the sun
He's not the sky

Just an ordinary man

And when [ get to thinking
I might have known

The kind of love

That only happens
once in time

Just remind me
I decided

It was all in my mind

Frank, I think we should call
Mr. Weston's office.

You call.

In my mind
when I am sleeping

In my mind
I find I'm keeping

Every memory of him
is in my mind

Come tomorrow I'll awaken

Every dream
is gone and shaken

But I'll get it all together

Give me time

In my mind

I can take this love
and break it

I'm gonna make it
I'll be fine

Just don't make me
have to see him

Feel him near me
one more time

And don't let me recall
that feeling

Of his body
pressed to mine

Just remind me
I decided

It was all

In my mind

(SIGHS)

Thank you.
You're welcome.

Hi, Mr. Weston, I'm sorry
I didn't get to you sooner.

I've been trying
to... Frank.

Frank.
Mr. Hardy? Hello?

I'm sorry.
Can I call you back?

My brother just
ran out of here. Yeah.

I'll tell you later.
Okay, okay. Bye.

(MARIANNE SINGING)

What's the matter?

I just wanted to
get out of there.

What's bothering you, Frank?

Watching her
singing like that.

I mean,
she was a real person.

She was beautiful.
She was so full of life.

Well, that's what her father
wanted us to find out. We did.

She's obviously a wonderful girl. She
helped people, she made them happy,

she was easy
to talk to.

Easy to love.

I think her father wants to hear
that. And I think that's the truth,

and I think we can
tell him that.

And I think we can forget
all about Marianne Dalton.

Look, I don't want to forget
about her. I can't forget about her.

Frank, you don't even
know this girl.

Look, I knew her. There was a
moment between us. I knew her.

And I want to find out more about
her by talking to the people around her.

I want to find out about her.

Look, Joe, maybe someone
had a reason to kill her?

Do you know what kind
of sense you're making?

I don't care if it doesn't
make sense to somebody else.

Frank, it doesn't make
any sense to me.

I care about you.
I'm your brother.

I'm not going to stand there
and watch you tear yourself apart.

Look, I can take care
of myself.

Will you listen to yourself? Will you listen
to what you're saying for just one minute?

You're talking like
you're in love with...

What? A memory? So what?

That's all it is, Frank.
Somebody else's memory.

Don't romanticize her.
She's gone, Frank.

She's dead.

She's out there somewhere.

You can't fall
in love with her.

She's gone.

I'm sorry.

Let's just go back
to the hotel

and we'll call Mr. Weston and
we'll make the arrangements, okay?

You go back.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to go down to the beach
and talk to some people who knew her.

I'll see you back
at the hotel? Yeah.

(SIGHS)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello.

Yes, Mr. Weston. I'm on my way
downstairs with the papers right now. Okay.

(PHONE RINGING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello. Yes, Mr. Weston.

You've been waiting
for 45 minutes?

Well, my brother
is usually...

Hello? Hello?

Joe?

Joe, are you all right?

(GROANS)

What happened?

Some gorilla was waiting for me and decided
he wanted to throw me around a little bit.

Looks like he did a pretty
good job. Let me see your head.

(GROANS)

Well, I think you're going to be
okay. Did you see who it was?

I told you, it was some big
guy. I've never seen him before.

I couldn't get a good look at
him. I was falling at the time.

First Marianne's place,
now our hotel room.

What does he want?

What makes you so sure
the two are connected?

I mean, that guy may have
just been some thief I ran into.

You really believe that?

I'd like to. That way maybe
I won't see him again.

Your way, we may
still be in trouble.

Why? Why should asking questions
about a dead girl cause this?

You've accepted the fact
that she's dead?

Yeah, I've accepted it.

Frank, those things I said out
in the pier... I didn't mean them.

I know what you meant.
I appreciate it.

What do you want to do?

Well, I think we should
talk to Marianne's father.

Tell him what kind
of a daughter he lost.

A girl everyone loved.

Yeah. Do we also tell him
that since we've started

looking into his
daughter's personal life,

her apartment has been ransacked,
our room has been searched

and I've been knocked out?

I might also add that someone's been
around asking questions about Marianne

down at the beach.
Who?

Maybe your friend
the gorilla.

Well, we have a lot of
questions to ask, ourselves.

I just don't know
who's going to answer them.

Let's go down to Hubba's Place. It
seems to be the focal point of the area.

If we're to believe him, everybody
comes in there to talk to him.

All right,
let's go see Hubba.

Look, Hubba,
I've got to talk to you.

Hold on just a minute.

Thanks.
Mmm.

Can I talk to you
a second? Sure.

You've got beautiful eyes.
Has anybody ever told you that?

No, not today.
They're kind of melting.

So warm and green. You're
so nice and handsome.

Ah, Bernie...

Do you like my name?

I know Bernie's kind of a funny name
for a girl, but it's better than Bernice.

I get these letters
addressed to Mr. Bernie Lucas.

I mean,
do I look like a mister?

I am a girl.

I know.

Marianne.

Were there any special friends of
Marianne's who came in here regularly?

No, she didn't mix
with the patrons,

not intimately,
but she knew them all.

Gee, you're so cute.

What's your sign?

Yield.

There you go.

Hey, did Marianne
have a boyfriend?

Not that I know of.

Did she spend any time with anyone
who might have been into anything illegal?

Hey, what are you
trying to do?

I tell you that girl
was the best,

and you come around here asking
if she was hanging out with creeps.

Her reputation's all she's got left.
Now, why are you trying to ruin it?

Look, I'm not
trying to ruin it.

There's something strange going on here
and I'm just trying to find out what it is.

Well, there was nothing
strange going on about Marianne.

She was straight. She was the best
thing that ever happened to this place.

Now, you take your brother
and you get out of here.

'Cause my hospitality
just wore out.

How old are you?

No, no, no, no. Don't tell me. Age
is only a hang-up if you make it one.

Anyway, I've got a feeling you like
older women with a little more experience.

Every time.

How long you gonna be
staying in Hawaii?

Well, Mom gets a little upset
if I stay away too long.

So I'll be going back
tomorrow.

Call her. Tell her
you'll be in good hands.

I'll do that.

Joe, we've got to leave.
Yeah, right now.

Well, we have to be going.
Bernie, it's been a slice of life.

Come on in again.

Uh, "Bernie"?

Just one of the guys.

Those guys just went out the
door, they need a little attention.

Now, I don't want
to go to a funeral.

I just want you to
break enough bones

so they'd be more comfortable
in a hospital on the mainland.

You set it up.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello.

MAN: I hear you guys have
been asking a lot of questions.

I know what you need to know to
solve the mystery about Marianne.

Bring 100 bucks and be at the
Kahala warehouses in 10 minutes.

Last one. Building four.

If you're one minute late, you're
going to be talking to each other.

(GATE CREAKING)

(YELLING)

(CAR STARTING)

(TIRES SQUEALING)

Before you
thank this guy,

he's the one who knocked me
out and was searching the room.

I can explain that.

You're an
intriguing fellow.

First you knock me out,
then you save our lives.

I'm sorry about that. I
didn't mean to knock you out.

You hit your head
against something.

I didn't bring you round
because I didn't want you to know

who I was or what
I was doing in your room.

What were you doing in our
room? What is it you're looking for?

$100,000.

We usually don't carry
that much with us.

I mean, those large bills,
it gets so hard to tip.

Whose $100,000?

Mine.

What makes you think
that we would have it?

You were friends of Terri's.

Terri, or Marianne, worked for
my company on the mainland.

My name is Don Gilson.
I'm an investment lawyer.

She worked as an accountant.

And for a long time
it was strictly business.

One day I realized
I was in love with her.

I found out
that she loved me.

Or that she said
that she did.

What do you mean?

Oh, I believed her
at the time.

I made her
an account executive.

I gave her complete access
to all the clients' funds.

I never doubted her love
until six months ago

when she disappeared
with $100,000 in cash.

Why haven't you gone
to the police?

I didn't want to prosecute.

I've been trying to find Terri
since she disappeared.

I wanted to see if I could talk
her into returning the money.

Because you loved her?

No.

No, she destroyed that.

I didn't want to prosecute her because
if word of the embezzlement got out,

I could be ruined.

I traced her to the islands
the day before yesterday.

I got here the morning she...

I saw you guys at her apartment and
I thought you might have the money,

or know where it is.

What would you do with
the money if you found it?

Get on a plane
back to the mainland,

return the money
to the company.

That way her memory
wouldn't have to be tarnished.

And your business
wouldn't be ruined.

That's right.

You should go
to the police.

Well, I intend to,
if I can't find it myself.

I believe you guys don't
know where the money is.

I don't know why you're asking
questions about Terri, or Marianne,

but if you come across anything that
can help me, I'll be staying at the Hilton.

Look, if you don't trust me, then
take the information to the police.

Oh, and try and
stay out of trouble, huh?

I won't always be around.

What do you think?

I think he's lying.

Are you basing that judgment on something
you just heard, or something you feel?

Joe, sometimes you have to go with
your instincts. I believe in Marianne.

Why don't you check out
this Mr. Gilson.

What are you going to do?

I'm gonna go pay a visit with our local
friendly islander Sam Hubblemeyer,

and ask him about some of the
patrons that frequent his place.

Those two gorillas that were
here were in there this afternoon.

Why didn't you
say that before?

I didn't think it was any
of Mr. Gilson's business.

I'll see you at Hubba's.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Where's Hubba?

He went out
for a short break.

Look, it's important. I have
to talk to him. Where'd he go?

To his boat. It's moored
down by the pier.

Okay, thanks.
Hey.

Is that cute friend
of yours coming in again?

Yeah, he'll probably be here.

Good. You tell him
I called his mother

and she said it was all right
if he came out and played.

I'll do that.

(MOTOR WHIRRING)

Hubba?

Marianne.

Who are you?

Don't you remember me?

You were out there
windsurfing yesterday.

How nice of you to remember.

I'm the guy that almost drowned trying
to save you from your fake accident.

What do you want?

I'm all right, as you can see,
so don't feel badly about it.

Just forget about it.

Hey, I don't want
to forget it.

I want to know why
a beautiful, talented girl

embezzles $100,000
and fakes her death.

Embezzled?
Embezzled what?

What are you
talking about?

I'm talking about a great con
artist who fooled everyone.

You probably even helped that English
photographer to get his wife's inheritance.

You've got poor Hubba hiding you on
his yacht, which makes him an accomplice.

And you've got Don Gilson running around
trying to get the money to clear your name.

His name is not Gilson, and
that money wasn't embezzled.

It was stolen
from a Canadian bank.

Thanks for your help, Frank.
Terri.

I don't know if I could
have found her without you.

Listen, son, I got nothing
more to talk to you about.

Now get out of here
before I have you thrown out.

Look, my brother was coming
in here. You must have seen him.

His life may be
in real danger.

You did come back.

I thought for a minute
I'd scared you off.

Your brother said
you'd be back in.

He was in here?

Yeah, asking for you.

I told him where your boat
is and you were on a break.

How long ago was he here?

About 20 minutes ago.

Where's your boat?

Hey, come on, I don't know
what's going on around here,

but if you don't tell me where that boat is I'm
going to have this place crawling with cops.

That guy out there
is not who he says he is.

He's wanted for armed robbery
and he's following Frank.

I just got off the phone
with the FBI.

That's must be the guy
she's afraid of. Come on!

FRANK: How did you do it?

There was a scuba tank
anchored to the bottom of the ocean.

I swam down to it
and then just kept going.

No wonder
I couldn't find you.

What about the robbery?

I had nothing to do with it,
but he was wounded.

I had to help him.

Because you loved him?

I thought I did.

Anyway, he sent me back to the States
to get the money from where he'd hidden it.

I really wanted to return it, but I just
didn't know how to go about doing it

without going to jail.
I was an accessory.

So you came to this tropical
paradise on that money.

No. I haven't used any of it.
I still want to return it.

See, Hubba was gonna help me, but then we
were seeing a friend off at the airport...

And that's where you saw me,
your old love.

So Hubba knew, too.

Yes. The fake drowning
was his idea.

It's a shame
it didn't work.

Now, one more time,
where's the money?

You don't want to do that.

Now, you tell me, Terri,

or this time you're going to
be an accomplice in a murder.

It's under Hubba's house.

Well, let's go and get it.

This was for Marianne.

(EXHALING)

That was great.

Humphrey Bogart in Casablanca
couldn't have done it any better.

You better believe it.

Maybe it is all right
to fall in love with a memory.

(IMITATING BOGART)
Sweetheart.

MARIANNE: (SINGING)
Come tomorrow I'll awaken

Every dream is gone
and shaken

But I'll get it all together

Give me time

In my mind

Hey.

I've talked to the police
on the mainland.

Since the money is being returned,
they're not going to press charges.

That's great.

I don't know how I'll ever
thank you enough.

I should be thanking you.

If you hadn't asked me to help
find out about your daughter,

I would have gone on thinking
I had failed to save a girl's life.

Of his body
pressed to mine

And I wouldn't
have met Marianne.

I want to thank you, too, Mr. Hubblemeyer,
for protecting my daughter.

Just a little
Texas hospitality.

You can call me Hubba.
Everybody else does.

Hubba.

I like your place.

It reminds me of Rick's
in Casablanca.

Now, you're a real gentleman.
Drinks are on the house.

And I really don't

Mind

That was beautiful.

Thank you.

Shall we go?
You promised me a walk.

I wouldn't miss it
for anything.

Excuse us.

They sure make
a nice couple.

That reminds me of a gal
I knew in Dallas.

I'm so glad.

About what?

So glad it was you
who found me.

I am, too.

(HONKING)

Hi, there,
young lovers.

Hey, come on, we're going to
be late for the victory celebration.

Dad came in 10th.

We can't keep
Mr. Weston waiting.

Well, if you can't beat 'em,
join 'em.