The Divorcee Page #2

but not one cent for alimony.

What a lot of heathen you are!

Oh, Dad, don't let them worry you.

Anyway, Ted and I are gonna be married

and stay married, aren't we, darling?

Yes, we're going to stay married.

How unpatriotic.

A man should be willing to lay down

more than one wife for his country.

You know what time it is?

We must be on our way.

Got to pack that toothbrush.

Got to take this on the run.

I might stay here and finish this, darling.

I want a great big helping of that.

Well, I'm a big engaged man, you know,

I've got to eat.

- Paul, I thought...

- Hello, Jerry.

- We were just drinking to your happiness.

- Oh, thanks.

And I was binding up the wounds.

Never thought of myself, of course.

Wounds? Nonsense.

Why, Paul and I have always been friends.

We're gonna stay friends, aren't we?

I'm afraid so, Jerry.

I wish you all the luck in the world.

Of course you do.

Hey, Romeo, are you packed?

Coming up to finish, Juliet.

I can't let you out of my sight a minute.

Oh, you sweet darling.

Soon you'll be wondering

how to get rid of me.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

Stop your fooling.

Ha, ha. You funny little man.

- Here, time.

Great!

- Marvelous time, Doc.

- Goodbye.

I had a marvelous time.

See you at the wedding.

- Goodbye.

- Goodbye.

- Doctor, we had a perfectly grand time.

- I'm awfully glad.

Most marvelous party I ever attended.

- See you in town, Doctor.

- Hey!

Excuse me. You coming with me, Dot?

- Try and get rid of me.

- Yeah, well, come along.

Come on, we gotta get going.

Dorothy?

- Yeah.

Listen, dear,

do you think Paul ought to drive?

Oh, don't be such a crab. You'd think

you were my mother instead of my sister.

Come on.

See you down the car.

- All right.

- Come on, darling.

- There we are.

- Now, Paul.

Hadn't you better let Hank drive?

Oh, say, I'm all right, Mary.

I'm fit as a fiddle.

- Is it all right with you, Dot?

- Anything you do is okay with me.

There you are. Come on, let's go.

- Everything all right, Paul?

- Sure, get aboard, Hank.

Come on, put your bag in there.

- All right. I'll do that.

Wait a minute, Doctor.

Did you remember to lock the cellar door?

- Paul. Paul, please be careful.

- Who said careful? Let's go.

Paul, please be careful.

Paul, please drive slower.

Oh, you hear me! Will you stop? Please!

My God. They've turned over!

Here, come on, boys.

Get my case, there.

Oh, Mary.

I'm all right. I'm all right.

Dorothy! Oh, Ted, let me see her.

No, please let me see her.

Well, I want to see her. I've got to see her.

Where is she?

Oh, God, please don't stop me. Don't!

Dorothy!

Oh, she's dead.

Oh, she's dead.

Father, she's not...

No, no. She's still alive.

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