Love on the Run Page #2
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1936
- 80 min
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him that I'll...
I must admit
it Sally Parker,
i... well Im just
somebody that's known you
and thought of
you ever since,
well ever since I saw
your picture
in the rotogravure
section as a debutante.
That was
a long time ago.
Well, it wasn't
that long ago.
Well I mean that it seems that
way to me, not really meeting you.
Well, today I went
to saint Gregorys
to look at you for the
last time, that's all.
Sort of a silent
good-bye.
Do you expect me
to believe that?
No, I mean... uh, well i
know it sounds a little...
well a little Elsie
Dinsmore, but it's true.
Oh, oh, it's nice
to know that...
it's nice to know that someone
else besides my board of directors
and 9 million reporters really
cares about what happens to me.
But all my governesses and guardians never
stopped me from fighting my own battles,
and I'll take care
of this one, too.
If that's that dear, charming
attendee of royal bread pudding,
I'll tell him
a thing or two.
No, no, no.
Wait a minute.
That might be
reporters.
Reporters? Buzzards.
All right, let them come up.
I'll give them some real
headlines for once:
How Sally Parker
found romance.
So much down,
so much for every kiss.
Oh, oh Im sorry.
I thought you'd be pretty tired
of all this cheap notoriety.
I'm sick to my
stomach of reporters.
I've been blinded by their
flashlights ever since I can remember.
They put my impacted wisdom
tooth on the front page.
This ought a make
newspaper history!
Oh, you poor kid, you're
all tied up in... knots.
You ought a get away by yourself
for awhile and think things over.
That's what Igor said.
Dear, sweet, romantic Igor.
He was to be my... my escape,
and he turned out to be...
oh, I feel so cheap
and ashamed of myself.
So it's Igor, is it?
You'd like to hear
some more, would you?
Miss Parker, wait.
He may not be alone.
Sally, my baby love.
My baby love...
don't you baby love me,
and don't you touch me.
She means it,
your Excellency.
But my darling, what
did I say? What did I do?
You scurrilous
little scavenger.
But my sweet one, my...
Im not at advantage.
Have I met
this gentleman?
Don't be silly. Where would
you ever meet a gentleman?
My little treasure,
I mean my baby love,
you're the sweetest thing.
We do know each other.
No, no, no. Never had
the pleasure, Im sure.
I'm positive
your face is...
I warn you if
you continue
to foul the air
I breathe-out...
but my darling,
for why are you angry?
to sign a little paper
to insure our happiness.
I don't want
any insurance.
I'm cancelling
my order
and they can put you
back in Macys window.
Yes, $5 million is hardly
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