One Touch of Venus Page #3

Mr. Savory's timing is a little off today.

The cart before the horse, so to speak.

He kills me!

I'll let you know

when the horse gets back.

- We'll have another unveiling.

- Molly!

I'm sorry you made this trip for nothing.

Molly!

Coming, sire.

- Bye, Shirley.

- Good-bye.

Call the Kerrigan Detective Agency.

- Tell them I want their best men.

- All right.

- No! Mr. Kerrigan personally!

- It shall be done.

Years of work, endless patient search,

fabulous expense, and then just gone.

Do you want me to advertise

a reward for Eddie Hatch, too?

Not for him.

Just for his head on a pikestaff.

Now, be reasonable, chief.

You don't think Eddie walked out of here

with that statue under his arm, do you?

When I left him there, there was

a great work of art on that pedestal.

I hold him responsible.

Hallelujah.

Well, that's that.

Oh, you think so?

Didn't you hear Mr. Savory?

He holds me responsible.

What if he takes the price

of the statue out of my pay?

$200,000, and I make $43.75 a week?

Why, that's-- Let's see, that's--

87 years.

The twinkling of an eye.

Besides, I shall wait a hundred,

a thousand if necessary.

Oh, no, you won't.

You've got me into enough trouble.

The only thing you can do for me

is to get back up on your pedestal

and leave me alone.

You do not want me?

You're turning me away?

Very well. Go.

Go to your friends.

Oh, I will!

But what about you?

You can't stay out here on the balcony.

You'll freeze in that...

in what you're wearing.

I'll be all right.

Why don't you go inside and get up

on your nice warm pedestal--

I'll stay here.

Well... all right.

If that's what you want.

Good night.

Say, Gloria, Eddie may be a long time.

You better eat something.

Oh, I can't, I'm too nervous.

I just can't wait to find out

what's happened.

You know, I bet Mr. Savory

put Eddie in charge

of window dressing in the entire store.

Eddie has wonderful ideas

about dressing windows.

He didn't get his diploma

from correspondence school for nothing.

Eddie's a pretty smart fellow, all right.

You know, Joe, you ought

to be a success, too.

You work hard.

Someday Mr. Savory will notice you,

and you'll get a promotion, too.

But remember:
stay in there pitching,

and you'll get ahead.

I don't know, Gloria.

You do want to be a success, don't you?

Yeah, but...

Hey, Eddie. Over here.

What happened?

We thought you'd gotten

lost or something.

- How was the unveiling?

- Oh, it was awful.

The statue disappeared.

I mean, Mr. Savory thinks it disappeared.

But you didn't have

anything to do with it, did you?

Who, me?

What's wrong, Eddie?

What's my name?

Come on, tell me!

What's my name?

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