The Happy Ending Page #3

Ah... $176.

Credit card or cash?

I'll be back.

- Hi, Mother.

- Hello, darling.

Did you bring it?

I don't think I've been here since

when your father was still with us,

on our honeymoon.

I don't believe I ever saw the lobby.

Well...

I like your hairdo.

- Michael?

- Can I have the money, please?

I've got something for you on approval.

- Mama.

- For your anniversary.

I haven't got time.

I want you to see it before Fred...

You told him.

Oh, Mama.

I really need that $200.

You could...

Would you write a check?

Please, Mama.

I'm sorry.

Mary, I'm sorry. Fred...

He said you'd ask for money.

Maybe, if you told him

why you need the money.

Can you tell me?

Would it make any difference?

Then what's the difference?

Nice merchandise.

Thank you.

$180?

Oh, uh... let me see.

Please, lady, yes or no.

No aggravation.

Uh, wait a minute.

Lady, no wedding rings, please.

Who wants to buy

someone else's heartache?

- Okay?

- Mmm-hmm.

Hello? Hello?

Hello?

No, not yet.

Hold it, Mr. Wilson.

Hello?

You alone?

The chief's calling on the hotline.

Go ahead, I got him short circuited.

Got you. Got you.

Hello.

Was that Mrs. Wilson calling?

Where was she calling from?

A phone.

Funny. Very funny.

Now, damn it, Agnes!

I told you this morning

what I wanted you to do. Do you hear me?

Yes. Yes, sir.

I heard you, sir.

You're coming in loud and clear.

Roger. 10-4. Over and out.

Oh, Alice,

try the Red Ram for me will you, please?

What's happened to you?

I just think you're the most human being.

Red Ram.

This is Charlie.

We are talking about your wife, your wife.

Hold it, Mr. Wilson.

Maybe, it' be

best for both of us

if we called it off

and we stop seeing each other.

No, sir.

She hasn't been here.

Must be

five, six months.

Yes, sir,

I have your number.

- Thanks, Charlie.

- The usual?

Please.

You look fine, Mrs. Wilson, real fine.

You need glasses, Charlie.

Oh, Liz,

I just don't know if I can keep this up.

I just can't seem to leave her.

Paul, you want me to mention it?

The unmentionable?

What do you want me to do, Liz?

He's hooked on them serials.

He needs one.

One's too many,

and a million's not enough.

You do not have to stay with her.

You want to stay with her.

You know, we've been together a year,

I haven't been out with anyone else.

I don't see anybody.

I live just for you.

You have at least intimated

that you wanted to get married.

That you were going to leave your wife.

You said you didn't love her,

that she didn't love you.

That you have no reason

for staying with her.

That I was all you wanted

in the whole world.

Just me. Just me.

- Hey, there, Charlie!

- The usual?

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