A Summer Place Page #2

There he is.

And wearing just what a Midwesterner

thinks a yachtsman should wear:

- Blue coat, brass buttons, white...

- Please be cordial, Bart.

- A gentleman.

- Of course.

A gentleman is one

who never insults one unintentionally.

I have a headache.

I'm going to our room.

Make my apologies.

Apologies to Ken Jorgenson?

You're out of your mind.

Mrs. Jorgenson, Miss Jorgenson,

I'd like you to meet my father, Mr. Hunter.

Welcome to Pine Island, ladies.

Young man.

Weren't you the lifeguard here

a while back?

I was, Mrs. Hamble. Quite a while back.

- Jorgenson, aren't you?

- Yes.

- Living in the gardener's cottage in the rear?

- Oh, not anymore, ma'am.

- We're here as guests this time.

- We?

Did you marry that pretty thing

you were always teaching to swim?

You didn't fool anyone, you and she.

Not me anyway.

No, I didn't marry her, ma'am.

I met Mrs. Jorgenson in Buffalo.

Buffalo. That's out west, isn't it?

- New York, ma'am.

- Oh, yes, Niagara Falls place.

Are you a lifeguard there now?

- No, ma'am. I'm a research chemist.

- Ken, please.

Greetings, Ken.

- Would you like to escape to your rooms?

- Thank you, Bart, yes.

You'll have to find out all about Buffalo

later on, Aunt Emily.

Thank you very much.

Oh, Bart, is that pretty young thing

his daughter?

I remember him well.

Hardly proper to be so pretty.

Seems to me that all the nice girls I know

are either too fat or too thin...

...or have bad skin and thick ankles.

- This is the sitting room.

- Charming.

Utterly, utterly charming.

And this is the master bedroom.

- The other bedroom is across the way.

- Beautiful.

Beautiful view.

Tres jolie, as the French would say.

I was born in this room. Right there.

Dinner is served from 6 to 8.

Would you care to join my family

at our table tonight?

Thank you, Bart.

Oh, by the way,

we usually come down at 7:30.

Thank you so very much.

We'd be terribly charmed.

I thought I would die of mortification

out there.

Ken, you take that bedroom.

Molly and I will take this one.

All right.

Molly, you had French in high school.

What'd he say to me?

He said his heart was touched

by your approval.

When the luggage comes...

...get that disinfectant bag

and clean this bathroom.

Don't forget the toilet seat.

I'm sure everything's clean, Mother.

You can never be too sure.

You'll find Pine Island's a strange place,

Mrs. Jorgenson.

We're all frightfully snobbish here

and we tend to be anti-everything.

Except ourselves.

I like to think of the island

as a perverted Garden of Eden...

...where the pines and the salt air

seem to act as an aphrodisiac.

As a what, Mr. Hunter?

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