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Good evening, fellow tourists.
The first item on today’s schedule,
is a stop at Buckingham Palace
for a view of the historic changing of the guard.
The gentleman performing the gymnastics,
is a Mr. Wexley of Topper, Iowa.
Mr. Wexley is engaging
in one of the favorite tourist’s sports.
He’s trying to make the stern looking guardsman smile.
In fact, Mr. Wexley has made
-a small wager with me that-- -[bang]
[thud]
I’m afraid that wasn’t quite what Mr. Wexley
had in mind.
On second thought, I believe he did win
his bet with me.
For I now see just a hint of a smile
on the guardsman’s face.
Originally our tour schedule
provided for one minute of free time at this point.
But because of this incident,
I think a brief eulogy would be appropriate.
Don’t you think the gold is the prettiest?
Yes, but for both couches and the chair?
Well, they are companion pieces, darling.
But, that’s gonna put a lot of gold in this room.
Do we have to decide right this minute?
No, but we should pretty soon.
The special on that material runs out this week.
All right, if you like it, go ahead.
Darling, can’t you stay for another drink?
No, I’m due at 6:00.
I like being top dog in the company,
but it sure makes for long hours.
-Claude? -Mmh?
I’m very proud of you.
Clara, I’m home.
Darling, where have you been?
I stopped at the club, for a drink.
But I told you I’d make martinis.
We’re due at Muriel’s in half an hour.
Now, honey. I’m the most punctual husband
in the business.
Besides, we’re always the first ones there.
Well, Ed Jensen’s coming tonight.
Who’s Ed Jensen?
Wilmington Industries,
he and father were great friends.
We used to have his account.
-What happened? -Oh, after father died,
he and Joe Mayberry had some kind of an argument.
Well,
now that Mayberry’s out,
maybe we can charm him back into the fold.
-Claude? -Mmh?
Were you really at the club?
Of course, darling, why?
I don’t know, it’s just that,
well, things haven’t been the same lately.
There isn’t anyone else, is there?
No, honey, for Pete’s sake
I just stopped for two drinks.
All right. All right, I’m sorry.
I’ll get my bag.
There.
[sighs]
I don’t know, Margo. Don’t you think
it makes my face look even rounder?
Oh, just the opposite, I love it like this.
OK, if you say so.
And when Claude sees you, he’ll wanna take you
on a second honeymoon.
More than likely he won’t even notice the difference.
Clara, is something wrong?
No, nothing.
Are you and Claude having trouble?
Not Claude, just me.
And I haven’t have a thing to go on.
No mysterious phone calls,
no handkerchiefs with lipstick on them.
But I think he’s seeing another woman.
[sighs] Clara, I can’t believe you.
You can’t?
We just had our seventh wedding anniversary.
That’s when the "itch" is supposed to set in.
But you know how much Claude loves you.
I know how much he says he loves me.
Oh, Margo.
Don’t ever marry a man who’s even a little bit younger
or poorer than you.
Well, it will be kind of hard to find anyone poorer.
[laughs] Oh, you know I didn’t mean it that way.
Of course not, darling.
Now we’ve been neighbors for over a year,
I know you quite well, Clara, and I...
I think I know Claude.
Aren’t you being a little bit unfair to him?
Well, maybe.
Well, you’ve told me how hard he’s been working lately.
That’s another thing.
He never discusses business with me anymore,
after all, I do own the company.
Maybe that was a mistake.
-What? -Making him president.
But if I do find anything going on,
he won’t own any part of the company
after the divorce.
Divorce?
Clara, what are you talking about?
You just said you don’t have a shred of evidence.
Oh, you’re right.
Oh, dear, it’s getting late, and I got to go to the bakery.
I promised Claude we’d have cream puffs for dinner tonight.
He loves cream puffs.
Don’t pay any attention to me.
I’m being ridiculous.
Goodbye, Clara.
You’re having cream puffs for dinner.
That’s nice.
And you were right.
About what?
She suspects you.
She doesn’t even know why, but she does.
We’re going to have to do something about it.
-I know. -What if she divorces you?
You-you-you lose everything.
I know, I know.
Darling, I understand how you feel, but
well, it’s one thing to keep saying "I know."
All right, I’ll do it.
I’ll do it tonight!
[moans]
Margo, I couldn’t.
I just couldn’t do it!
I couldn’t do it, Margo.
Claude, oh, Claude, darling. I understand.
Really I do.
I could hire someone to do it.
I will hire someone to do it.
But when it comes to doing it myself...
Baby.
Baby, let me take care of this.
No.
No, I don’t want you to have anything to do with it.
I’ll arrange it.
[sighs]
If I leave it to you,
I’m afraid it will never get done, darling.
[phone ringing]
Hello?
Clara? Margo.
-Oh yes, dear? -Did I wake you up?
No.
No, I... I was just staring at the ceiling.
Oh, is anything wrong?
No, but...
Well, I-I didn’t sleep very well last night.
I had a horrible nightmare.
Oh, it was probably those cream puffs.
Oh, listen, the reason I called. Remember the rose petal tea
that you said you and Claude had in Tahiti on your honeymoon?
Yes.
Was it McGruder’s Genuine Oriental Rose Petal Tea?
Why, yes.
Well, stay right where you are, I’ve got a surprise for you.
-Clara? -In here.
Hi!
You told me to stay where I was.
Look.
Margo! Where did you find it?
Oh, a little shop downtown.
Now, my suggestion to you is tonight
instead of plying Claude with cream puffs,
you brew up a pot of that instead.
It’ll bring back memories
of those golden days on the islands,
and all your worries will be over.
Oh, Margo, please don’t tease me about it.
I’m too upset.
Darling, I didn’t mean to tease you.
Clara, you’ve gotta snap out of this,
it’s-it’s just your imagination.
He left his office at 10 o’clock this morning,
and hasn’t been back since.
Is that my imagination?
Well, probably he had some business appointments.
Then why doesn’t his secretary know about them?
-Did you try his club? -Yes.
He hasn’t been there all day.
[sighs] Well, I’m sure there are
a dozen explanations for it.
It’s the real one that worries me.
Clara, I’m not saying that what you’re afraid of
couldn’t possibly be true but I...
I do know that once you decide you’re gonna be suspicious
of a man, you could find a million reasons for it.
Margo, it’s more than suspicion,
I know.
-How do you know? -I just do.
[sighs]
I know what you need to get things back into focus!
A nice hot cup of your favorite tea.
Oh, I’d like that.
Margo.
-What? -I must tell you about my nightmare.
It was absolutely unbelievable.
I dreamt Claude was trying to kill me.
-[sighs] Clara! -Really.
We were... we were walking along a cliff, somewhere,
then suddenly...
-[phone rings] -Oh, excuse me.
[phone rings]
[sighs]
Hello?
Darling! I’ve tried to reach you everywhere!
Charlie says what?
[laughs] Well, you tell him that goes double from me,
and to give my love to Jessica.
Hmm?
Oh, of course.
What time is the boy coming?
All right, dear. I’ll give it to him.
And I’ll see you at dinner. Goodbye.
Oh! He was at his golf club!
-You see? I told you. -Playing in a foursome
with an old beau of mine.
Uh, Charlie Mitchell.
15 years ago, I almost married Charlie.
Oh, that Charlie.
-Cream and sugar? -No, thank you.
Rose petal tea should be drunk just as it is.
You know? I never loved Charlie.
But maybe I should’ve married him anyway.
Things might’ve been a lot different if I had.
I don’t remember it’s being as bitter as this.
[sighs]
Yes it is, isn’t it?
It doesn’t taste a bit like the tea we had.
Oh, well, uh, do you think maybe I steeped it too long?
I don’t think that would make this much difference.
Oh, it’s just awful.
But it is hot.
Now, why don’t you finish it? It’ll make you feel better.
And then I think you ought to get up.
I think lying around in bed all morning makes you depressed.
I think you’re right.
Why don’t I take you to lunch?
I bought a new hat, and I’m dying to show it off.
Wonderful.
Well, you finish your tea, and I’ll go and get ready.
It’ll only take me a minute.
Ah!
[groans] Margo!
-Yes? -Oh.
I don’t think that tea’s agreeing with me at all.
Oh, dear, I did think it was such a good idea.
[groans]
Are you all right, Clara?
No, I’m not.
Claude bought some soda mints last night.
They’re in the medicine chest, please get some.
Of course.
Oh!
[Clara] Margo, please hurry!
I’m looking for them, but I can’t seem to find them.
Are you sure you put them in here?
Margo...
Margo!
I think you better call a doctor!
[sighs]
It’s Dr. Morgan.
His number’s in the address book.
In the drawer.
[groans]
[heavy breathing]
I’ve got it.
Hello?
Is this Dr. Morgan’s office?
[groans]
Yes, I’m calling for a patient of his.
-A Mrs. Claude... -[groans]
[gasps]
Mrs. Claude Shoreham.
Clara?
Clara!
[dial tone]
[doorbell rings]
[doorbell rings]
Mrs. Shoreham?
It’s me, George Weeks.
Oh, just a minute.
Your husband sent me to pick up the envelope.
It’s in his desk.
He said he spoke to you, a little while ago from the club.
Oh. Oh, yes.
I’m a caddy out there.
A guy my age, two years of junior college,
the best I can make is a caddy.
Oh, that’s too bad.
Yeah.
Well, there are always
little things on the side.
Here.
Like this.
2,000 bucks.
-Man of his word. -Who?
Your husband.
But why he wants to get rid of a dish like you,
I don’t figure.
What?
[chuckles] Yeah.
Ain’t that a gas?
[thud]
As Aesop would’ve said:
"When you’re part of a triangle,
it is wise to remain in your own corner."
As a result of the scene you have just witnessed,
Claude Benson and the stranger with the gun
received punishment in keeping with their guilt.
And of course, the guardsman who shot that tourist,
also received his just desserts.
He now wears the Victoria Cross.
I have an important announcement in just 60 seconds.
Ah, here is something else
which should make our guardsman smile.
That time the guard made no effort to shoot.
He just laughed out loud.
Next week, we shall be back with another story.
Now, I must bid you goodnight until then.
I believe the guard is going into his shelter.
You know is remarkable how they retain
their dignity at all times.
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