The Glenn Miller Story Page #3

Just sitting around waiting

for you to show up, I suppose?

"How is my girl?" you said.

Well, you happen to be wrong!

I've been engaged to Ed Healey

for nearly a year.

Did it occur to you that I might not care

if I ever saw you again?

No, it never did.

Never.

- Never.

- Why can't I ever stay mad at you?

You had me worried there for a minute.

Honestly!

If you were anybody else,

I would never speak to you again.

Look at me. Sitting here

in this kimono and my hair all...

- Those curlers.

- Terrible, isn't it?

Helen, now look, I've got an idea.

Come with me to Fort Morgan.

I'm gonna introduce you to my folks.

- Now?

- Right now.

People do sleep between 3am and 6am.

They'll be crazy about you.

- And they'll give us breakfast.

- How do we get there?

- I'll get a taxi.

- A taxi to Fort Morgan?

- Sure.

- That's so extravagant.

- It isn't far.

- Maybe I can get the family car.

Wonderful. Wait a minute.

Let me try these on for size, hm?

There.

(Door opening)

Uh-oh.

- Mr Burger, I...

- Take it easy, son.

I'm just going hunting, for jackrabbits.

- Glenn!

- It's Glenn!

Hi, Herb. How are you?

Glad to see you. Hello, Irene.

- What a surprise! I had no idea.

- Hello, Mother.

Glad to see you. Mother, this is...

You don't need to tell me. You're Helen!

We've been hearing about you for years.

Why, yes. I'm very happy to meet you.

- Daddy'll be down in a minute.

- Dean and Velna?

They're fine! I'll show you

a picture of the baby.

- Sure.

- She your girl, Glenn?

That's right, Herb.

Are you and Glenn gonna get married?

Don't ask that!

We just take such things for granted.

- How are you, son?

- Fine.

- And you're Helen. Welcome to the family.

- Thank you.

- You gonna get these kids some breakfast?

- I certainly am!

You might've let us know where you are

and what your plans are.

We have to ask Helen, eh?

I'll bet he tells you everything.

Oh, no, Mr Miller.

I seem to be the last person he tells.

- Yeah.

- Well, come on.

- You like hotcakes, Helen?

- Yes.

Mom makes pretty good ones...

(Men) # Little brown jug, how I love thee

# Ha-ha-ha, you and me

# Little brown jug, how I love thee... #

Good old Colorado U.

It hasn't changed a bit.

No, it's just as pretty as ever.

We still have time. Let's walk

across the campus for old times' sake.

- I'd love to.

- Come on.

- Wish I didn't have to leave so soon.

- I do too.

Listen. It's the Glee Club rehearsing.

- I love that song.

- What, Little Brown Jug?

That's sort of a tin-eared tune.

Why, that's one of my favourites.

My dad used to sing it to me

when I was a little girl. I guess that's why.

- They sing it pretty well.

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