Gilda Page #2

what day it was, isn't it?

Isn't it enough?

For a peasant?

Mr. Farrel, Mr. Mundson called.

Just got back.

Like you to come around to his house.

Thank you.

After all, I run the place.

He calls me Mr. Farrel.

Isn't that better?

JOHNNY:

You'd think a bell would've rung

or you'd think I'd have

had some instinct of warning.

But I didn't.

I just walked right into it.

Ballin?

Seor Mundson will be down

in a moment.

Thanks.

It's great having him back, isn't it?

I hope it will be the same,

Seor Farrel.

BALLIN:

Johnny, is that you?

Hello, Ballin.

Come on up here.

Well, what are you crying about?

I feel great.

You look foolish.

Ha, ha. I'll show you why.

Where's the canary?

How did you know?

How did I know what?

So you don't know. Come.

This is where the canary is, Johnny.

Quite a surprise to hear a woman

singing in my house, eh, Johnny?

[WOMAN HUMMING WHILE JAZZ

MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

It's quite a surprise.

Gilda, are you decent?

Me?

Sure, I'm decent.

Gilda, this is Johnny Farrel.

Johnny, this is Gilda.

[MUSIC TURNS OFF]

So this is Johnny Farrel.

I've heard a lot about you.

Really?

Now, I haven't heard a word about you.

[CLICKS TONGUE]

Why, Ballin!

BALLIN:
I wanted to keep it as a surprise.

Was it a surprise, Mr. Farrel?

BALLIN:
It certainly was.

You should have seen his face.

Did you tell him what I'm doing here?

BALLIN:

No, I wanted to save that

as a surprise too.

GILDA:
Hang onto your hat, Mr. Farrel.

Gilda is my wife, Johnny.

Mrs. Ballin Mundson, Mr. Farrel.

Is that all right?

Congratulations.

BALLIN:

Oh, you don't congratulate the bride.

You congratulate the husband.

JOHNNY:

Really? What are you supposed

to say to the bride?

BALLIN:

You wish her good luck.

Good luck.

Thank you. My husband tells me

you're a believer in luck.

BALLIN:

We make our own luck,

Johnny and I.

I'll have to try that sometime.

I'll try it right now.

Tell him to come to dinner

with us tonight.

BALLIN:

It's an order.

Come along, Johnny.

We'll let Gilda get dressed.

Look your best. This will be

the casino's first glimpse of you.

I'll look my very best, Ballin. I want

all the hired help to approve of me.

Glad to have met you, Mr. Farrel.

His name is Johnny.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Johnny is such a hard name

to remember, and so easy to forget.

Johnny.

There.

See you later, Mr. Farrel.

That's right, Mrs. Mundson.

I'll see Johnny downstairs.

I'll see him at the casino.

[JAZZ MUSIC TURNS BACK ON]

For some reason, she doesn't like you.

Really?

What makes you think that?

I know my wife.

You do?

Why would she form an instant

antagonism like that?

Maybe it's chemical.

She'll get over it.

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