Hello, Dolly! Page #2

- Oh, Uncle!

- Weeping, weeping - a waste of water.

I've done you a good turn.

You'll thank me when you're 50.

But, Uncle, I love him.

Save your tears for New York,

where they won't be noticed.

- But I love him!

- You don't.

- But I do!

- Leave those things to me.

If I don't marry Ambrose, I know I'll die!

- Of what?

- A broken heart.

Never heard of it. Are you ready

for Mrs. Levi when she comes?

Yes.

Well, get ready some more and

stay in your room until she arrives.

(Ermengarde sobs)

Cornelius!

Barnaby!

Barnaby!

Cornelius! Barnaby!

- You stamped, Mr. Vandergelder?

- Yes, I stamped.

Are my niece's bags at the railroad station?

- Yes.

- And you, did you label them properly?

- Yes.

- Good.

I'm going to New York

on important business,

then I'll be marching in the parade.

- Yes, Mr. Vandergelder.

- I'm planning to stay at the Central Hotel.

We've never been here alone,

Mr. Vandergelder.

Now, in honour of the occasion, I'll promote

you both. Cornelius, how old are you?

Is that all? That's a foolish age

to be at. I thought you were 40.

No, I'm 28.

Well, a man's not worth a cent till he's 40.

We pay him wages until then

to make mistakes.

- Anyway, I'm promoting you to chief clerk.

- Chief clerk?

- Yes.

- Well, what am I now?

You're an impertinent fool. If you behave,

I'll promote you from fool to chief clerk,

with a raise in your wages.

Thank you, Mr. Vandergelder.

You, Barnaby, I'm promoting you from

idiot apprentice to incompetent clerk.

- Thank you, Mr. Vandergelder.

- Mr. Vandergelder? Mr. Vandergelder?

What is it?

Does the chief clerk get

one evening off a week?

So that's how you thank me, eh?

No, sir. You'll attend to the store as usual.

You keep on asking for evenings free

and you'll find you have all your days free.

Yes, Mr. Vandergelder.

And when I come back I wanna hear

that you ran the place perfectly.

If I hear of any foolishness, I'll fire you both.

(both) Yes.

You might as well know it now.

When I return there will be

some changes around here.

- You're going to have a mistress.

- I'm too young, Mr. Vandergelder.

Not yours, idiot. Mine. I mean,

I'm planning to get married.

- Married?

- Yes, married. Any objections?

No, but...

No, many congratulations,

Mr. Vandergelder.

- And to the lady.

- That's none of your business.

- Any questions?

- No, but...

- But what?

- But I mean...

- Speak up.

- Why?

- Why what, damn it! Speak up!

- Why are you getting married?

Let me tell you something, son.

I've worked hard and I've become

rich and friendless and mean.

And in America it's about

as far as you can go.

It's time to be doing

something a little bit foolish.

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