After the Thin Man Page #3

- Shut up!

Excuse me, Aunt Katherine,

I was talking to the dog.

- But, Aunt Katherine...

- Give me that phone.

Give it to me.

Yes. All right. We'll come.

Nickie, I'm sorry. But I had to do it.

Selma's in trouble.

You like Selma, don't you?

Well, not that much.

Family dinner, I suppose?

Aunt Katherine, Uncle Willie...

Cousin Emily.

Aunt Hattie, Cousin Lucius, Uncle Thomas.

Pour me one, too.

Thanks.

Well, Asta?

Why are you looking so

down in the mouth?

Have you got family troubles, too?

For heaven's sake,

do you want the servants to hear you?

I don't care. I'm going crazy.

I can't stand it any longer.

- I'll call the police.

- You'll do nothing of the sort.

We've paid enough

to hush up his other scandals.

He never did anything like this before.

- How do we know whether he...

- I told you I'd handle this.

- I can't go on!

- Quiet!

Beg pardon, madam,

but should I remove Mr. Robert's plate?

- Certainly not. Mr. Robert will be here.

- Very well.

- You know he won't be here.

- I know nothing of the sort.

Now go upstairs and

make yourself presentable. Go on, hurry.

Hurry now, because everybody's waiting.

- Good evening, all.

- Good evening, Aunt Katherine.

I had a birthday last week, Katherine.

I'm 83 years old.

- What do you think of that?

- That's fine, Lucy.

- Next year I'll be 84.

- Splendid.

Now we're alone. I have something

important to tell all of you.

What did she say?

Isn't that thing working, Hattie?

This works beautifully.

It's you, you mumble.

What is it, Katherine?

Nora and her husband are coming tonight.

- Katherine, after the last time?

- But, Katherine...

- Her husband?

- That person.

But you said yourself

you wouldn't have him again.

I know I did.

And my opinion of him and what

he represents hasn't changed a particle.

Then why did you ask him?

I have a very good reason for asking him,

which you will know in time.

That must be they now. Understand, now,

I want you all to be pleasant to him.

- Of course, if you say so.

- It's going to be difficult.

Poor Nora, my heart bleeds for that child.

If that's Mr. And Mrs. Charles,

show them right in.

Yes, madam.

What are you muttering to yourself?

I'm trying to get all the bad words

out of my system.

Good evening, Henry.

Is this the wax-works?

- Sir?

- Nothing, Henry, nothing.

I'll leave my things down here.

Don't worry, it isn't catching.

Thank you, sir. Walk this way, sir.

Well, I'll try.

Nickie, pull yourself together.

One squint at Aunt Katherine

would sober anybody up.

Mr. And Mrs. Charles, madam.

Hello. How do you do, my dear.

Hello, Aunt Katherine.

You remember Nick?

How are you, Nicholas?

- Hello, Cousin Helen.

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