My Sister Eileen Page #2

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-Well, it was right there on the desk.

Well, it`s gone. Who took it?

Grandma! Grandma!

-What`s the matter?

-My typewriter`s...

Sure, I traded it in. Got in just ahead

of that new installment buying law.

Oh, gee, darling. How can I ever repay you?

That`s simple.

Just write another Gone With The Wind..

-lt`s a cinch.

-Come on, come on, shake a leg!

-lt`s 5 miles to the bus depot.

-Darling, can you grab my hat there?

-Yes.

-Excuse me, Grandma.

You`d better hurry

if you want to be on that bus.

-We have plenty of time.

-No, we haven`t.

-Grandma, where did I put my purse?

-How the dickens would I know?

Well, let`s look for it.

Hurry, Eileen,

we`ve got to go clear across town.

-Don`t worry.

-Ruth, here are the tickets and $100.

-I wish we didn`t have to take this.

-lt`s all right. That`ll get you started,

and then every month or so

whatever I can spare...

Thank you, darling,

but maybe you won`t have to at all.

You mustn`t worry about it.

Where in the world could you have put it?

-You`ll watch over Eileen, won`t you?

-Of course I will.

Here it is.

-Thank you, Grandma.

-Now, hurry, Eileen.

-We`re late now. We`ll never make that bus.

-We`ll be on it. I`ve arranged everything.

Hello, Harvey. So nice of you to come.

Did you say watch over Eileen?

Eileen watch over me.

Hurry up, Ruth,

you know Harvey has a schedule to make.

-Goodbye, Grandma.

-Goodbye, darling.

-Goodbye, Dad.

-Goodbye, dear.

-Well, goodbye, Dad.

-Write often.

-I will darling, yes.

-Good.

I`m going to keep up with your career.

I`ll be buying all the magazines...

Yes! Yes, you do that, Grandma. Goodbye.

Goodbye, Dad.

Well, I hope you`re satisfied, Mother.

Happiest day of my life.

-Taxi?

-Oh, boy, New York.

Take your bag, lady? Taxi?

-Yes, thanks.

-No, thanks. Give that right back.

Eileen, we carry our own bags,

and we carry our own bodies.

The first thing we`ve gotta do is buy a paper

and look up the rooms for rent.

Must we do that?

Ruth, let`s stop at a hotel

and get a nice fresh start in the morning.

Eileen, maybe I should have told you earlier.

You know this $100?

That`s the last money we ever take from Dad.

-The last?

-The last.

-But supposing...

-Then we starve.

We beg, we borrow or steal.

Darling, is that a promise?

-Yes, Ruth.

-All right.

We`d better check the heavy bag

then start looking for the room.

-Come on.

-All right.

I think it`s foolish to look for anything

when our vitalities are so low.

Here, you hold this.

If things get tough,

we can always flop in one of these.

Gee, I can`t get this key out.

-Well, try this one, Ruth.

-I will not.

I`ve got a dime invested in this locker.

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