Foreign Correspondent Page #2

It makes you look like a dandy.

You always think the boys are wearing

their hats over one eye.

- Let him wear it the way it is.

- He'll have to wear a stovepipe in London.

- They call them poppers over there.

- Toppers.

Bobby, put that in the box for Uncle John,

will you?

- Let me try it on.

- No, I want to try it on.

- Now he's a regular war correspondent.

- Without a war.

I'm afraid he'll get his war.

- They're throwing a big bluff over there.

- Let's hope so.

How do you like the way

we've our little nest furnished?

If I were you, I'd hang lighter curtains,

and move that sofa out here.

It's too bad you haven't an open fireplace.

If you'd speak to the captain,

I think he'd attend to everything.

All ashore that's going ashore!

Now, Mother.

Goodbye, John.

- Take care of yourself.

- Thank you.

You're Jones?

I'm Stebbins, London man for the Globe.

Mr. Powers told me you'd probably

be here. Nice of you to come.

Reminds me. I lost mine on the way over.

I can say your other name, too.

That Huntley...

I could say it yesterday...

but I had a rather tough session

with the boys last night.

- So I'll stick to Jones if you don't mind.

- Jones is great with me.

Let's go. This crowd's making me nervous.

My nerves aren't in the pink.

Just take it easy.

I'll follow you right along.

Porter, bring those bags. And don't

bang them into my knees from behind.

What about a drink

after that long train ride?

Sounds like a very logical idea.

I may not act it,

but I've been here 25 years.

London man for the Globe

and they haven't caught onto me yet.

How'd you manage it?

Cable back the government handouts

and sign them...

"Our London correspondent."

- What's yours?

- Scotch and soda, please.

Miss?

Miss, please.

- Scotch and soda, and a glass of milk.

- A glass of milk?

I'm on the wagon. I went to the doctor

today about these jitters I got...

and he said it was the wagon for a month

or a whole new set of organs.

I can't afford a whole new set of organs.

If I'd known you're on the wagon,

I could have got along without this.

But as long as it's here...

Good luck.

Good?

- Yeah, just like any other Scotch and soda.

- That's what I thought.

Doesrt taste the way it did

when I was a baby. That's got poison in it.

Speaking of that, I've got some pills

I got to take.

Here's some cables that have been

coming over from New York.

They love to cable. It makes them think

you're working for them.

There's an invitation to that lunch

for the Dutchman Van Meer tomorrow.

I guess that's your dish.

This is given by the Universal Peace Party.

That's Fisher's organization, right?

I don't know.

I don't follow those things very much.

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