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Well, you see? There's nothing

for you to worry about.

- Now, if you'll excuse me, please.

- Just a minute!

Will you please excuse me, ma'am,

for just one second?

I know, darling.

Why are you crying?

Be a good girl.

Everything's gonna be all right.

I'm sorry, ma'am, but I've got a couple

of other things here on my desk...

that require

my immediate attention.

Good night.

All right! Don't listen!

Who cares?

Henry.

Henry, why do you leave me alone?

- Hello?

- Is this Plaza 5-1098?

I have a person-to-person call

for Mrs. Henry Stevenson.

Chicago is calling.

This is Mrs. Stevenson.

One moment, please.

- Go ahead, sir.

- Hello, Leona?

- Hello, Dad.

- Is that you, sweetie?

- And how's my girl tonight?

- What are you doing, Dad?

- How's that?

- Can you talk?

- If I can talk?

- Can you talk?

Sure, sweetheart.

Go ahead, I can talk.

A murder?

Tonight, 11:
15?

You called the police?

How come? Where's Henry?

Where's your nurse?

Henry told her she could, did he?

Well, then,

why didn't he come home?

Business? What business?

Didn't I tell him time and again

his first consideration is to you?

I'll worry about the business.

Dear, when the guy hasn't another

responsibility in the world...

and just because I'm not around

to check up on him.

Just forget about it.

Maybe just a gag.

Couple of actors, maybe,

on a radio program.

Radio? Radio program?

Sometimes happens.

No need to worry your head

on a hot night like this.

Honey, everybody...

Pardon me.

I wish you'd get the whole thing

over with and come home.

House is like a morgue without you.

Okay, I won't keep you, but

I just wanted to check up as usual.

- You'll call me tomorrow?

- I'll call you tomorrow night.

And pet, tell Henry to call me

at the office tomorrow morning.

I'll have a talk with him.

Number 99. 99.

Number 17. 1-7.

There's a telephone call

for Miss Elizabeth Jennings.

There's a telephone call

for Miss Elizabeth Jennings.

Number 46.

Miss Elizabeth Jennings

is wanted on the phone.

Number 23. 23.

Twenty-three!

That makes two fours.

All I need now is 14 or 65.

- Miss Jennings?

- Just a second, please.

We're getting pretty close now,

ladies...

to that super-duper

electric blanket...

donated by Bollcomb's Drug Store.

- And the next number is...

- You're wanted on the phone.

- A Mrs. Stevenson.

- Number 59.

- Bingo!

- Oh, baloney. What's the matter?

A Mrs. Stevenson wants

to speak to you on the phone.

- She said it's very important.

- Mrs. Stevenson?

Well, why, for heaven's sakes,

didn't you say so?

Hello? I beg your pardon.

I had no idea.

You're the last person on earth,

naturally, I'd ever keep waiting.

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