This Time for Keeps Page #2

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NORA:

Come in.

Oh, Gordon.

My goodness. They`re beautiful.

You`ll have to get me

a bigger dressing room.

-But you already have the biggest one.

-I know.

The flowers are lovely, though.

Thank you.

Want me to smell them for you?.

I`ve gotta get back.

The house is filling up.

Thank you

for bringing the flowers yourself.

-That`s all right.

-He needed the exercise.

-Tidy little bunch of posies.

-Oh, now, Ferdi.

Gordon is so nice.

So afraid l`ll marry him someday.

Marry him?. Marry that?.

I can`t picture you scraping toast for him

the rest of your life.

Why, that guy is nothing but 1 80 pounds

of stalwart stupidity.

Now, Ferdi, Gordon is not stupid.

He`s just a little literal.

And that too.

If he ever tells me a funny story and

makes me laugh, l`ll fall right in his arms.

Don`t worry, he won`t. So you`re safe.

Happy landings, Nora.

Thank you, Ferdi.

If l`d known you were gonna do that,

l`d have stood up on my toes.

Why don`t you try it next time?.

I will.

I`ll see if I can extend my longitude.

And now, l`ll go and put a tiara on my hair

with diamonds.

But Miss Cambaretti and I are old friends.

-You don`t say.

-Why, yes, our families are old friends.

When Nora and I were babies, our families

patronized the same didy laundry.

Of course,

we were a little more mature...

...before we really got interested

in each other...

...but now, Leonora Cambaretti would never

forgive you if you kept us apart.

-Really?.

-Oh, hello.

Isn`t that so, Nora?.

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Never mind, Riley.

Come along.

Thank you.

How long have you

been out of the Army?.

Oh, not very long.

-I thought so.

-Why?.

Well, you still have a touch

of that yoo-hoo technique.

-ls this your dressing room?.

-Yes.

FERDl:

Come in.

-Ferdi, this is mister....

-Dick Johnson.

-Wouldn`t mean anything to you.

-You said it.

Although I have met you before, sort of,

but you wouldn`t remember.

My memory`s pretty good. Try me.

Oh, now I remember.

Do you mind?.

Why, no, of course not.

-You are beautiful.

-Ow!

-You broke my nose.

-l`ll do more than that.

You don`t get out,

l`ll take that nose and misplace it.

Mr. Farro, Mr. Johnson.

-How do you do?.

-Howdy.

Ferdi, you`ll remember Mr. Johnson.

He sang for us

at that convalescent hospital.

-You`re the friend of the family, remember?.

-l`ve been promoted.

I`m now the family watchdog.

Sounds like it might be fun.

Not only does he growl, but he bites.

So unless you have a reason

for wanting to see me--

-Well--

-A good reason.

Well, l`m just out of the Army

and it`s kind of hard getting settled again.

Some of my old friends are gone.

And some of my friends are so changed,

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