North to Alaska Page #3

This is my kid brother, Billy.

This is an unexpected pleasure,

bumping into Sam's partner.

l'm going to have some grub.

Why don't you join me?

- Mighty friendly of you.

- l'm a greenhorn in this town.

l was kind of counting on Sam to help me...

Well, you just follow me, Mr Canon.

This is my lucky day. Come on.

Are you, uh, sure this is 799 Perry Avenue?

Oh, yes, sir. This is 799.

Good old George.

Bragged about everything...

except that she was a duchess.

- Yes?

- Miss Jenny Lamont live here, mister?

Deliver all packages in the rear.

Tradesmen's entrance.

l'm no tradesman.

Tell Jenny l'm here from Alaska

with tokens from George Pratt.

- You are George Pratt?

- No, l'm his partner, Sam McCord.

Follow me, please.

Where are you takin' me?

Jenny? A gentleman to see you.

Me? l do not know this man.

- What does he want?

- The name is Sam McCord,

and l'm here as a representative

of George Pratt.

- Oh, him.

- You'll be happy to hear he's in fine health,

and l'm here to fetch you

back to Alaska for the wedding.

- The wedding?

- Yes.

l'm sorry, it is impossible. The engagement

with Monsieur George Pratt is long over.

Aw, Jenny, l've got a letter here

that'll explain everything.

Least it ought to.

lt took him two weeks to write it.

- What are all those packages for?

- Those are the presents for the bride.

And that's not all of 'em.

These are just the doodads.

The important ones

are piled back in the hotel.

But it is over. l am married.

This is my husband.

- Married?

- Show him the ring, my love.

Well, that stupid lunkhead George.

Pinin' away for three years for you.

He never laid a finger on anybody,

just holdin' himself for her.

A million dollars?

ls this true about the strike?

- A million dollars?

- Sure. But a lot of good it'll do him,

sittin' on a pile of gold,

moanin' for his two-timing fiance.

Um, a million dollars - you're sure?

- A mill...

- Yes.

Women!

l never met one yet

that was half as reliable as a horse.

- Please, sir, this way out. The back door.

- l never use it.

Another thing about Alaska - the polar bear.

He can go for six months

without any attentions.

No!

But after six months,

a polar bear gets a little nervous,

and starts clawin' up

his fellow animals to death.

Ohhh!

Now, it's the same way with a gold miner.

Reinforcements! That's what we like.

Hey, Lil! Keep 'em comin'!

Sit down, missy.

l still have one unoccupied knee.

You have a real snooty look, missy.

And l don't like dames

that have snooty looks.

l met one female today

who broke my partner's heart,

and you are not helping me to forget it.

l'm sorry your heart is broken.

But we are all good doctors, aren't we, girls?

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