Three on a Match Page #2

10 years ago.

She says she went there, too.

Now don't tell me

I'm gonna meet another one.

You tell her I'm Mary Keaton,

the worst girl in school.

She'll remember me.

Sounds like old home week.

Funny, meeting two people in one day

you haven't seen for 10 years.

Makes me feel like a kid again.

- Hope I don't break out with the measles.

- She says she knows you.

Her name used to be Vivian Revere.

Oh, I remember her.

She was the class beauty.

- Is she still pretty?

- In a mud pack?

- Tell her I'd love to see her.

- Well, I've got to give her a facial first.

It won't take long.

Vivian used to be a ritzy little devil.

I wonder if she's changed.

Well, it's been nice seeing you again.

I'll look forward to hearing from you,

sometime this week?

- Did you keep Ruth's number?

- Yes.

Well, bring her along.

We'll all have lunch together.

Sure and dish the dirt.

You know, I didn't like you much as a kid.

- No?

- No.

Maybe it's 'cause you wore pink pants.

- Remember old Blazer, our teacher?

- Oh, yes.

I used to sit up nights

thinking of a way to cut her throat.

- Three on a match.

- What's the difference?

- Will there be anything else?

- Lf there is, don't tell me about it.

Well, all in all, I've had a great day.

In fact, it's been darn near perfect.

I'm certainly glad

you got that job in the show.

And treated to a swell luncheon.

- Little Mary's doing all right for herself.

- I sincerely envy both of you.

Now look who's talking, will you?

Did you get a flash of that

50-foot kiddie car outside

with the Russian grand duke

for a chauffeur?

I wish I could get as big a kick out of it

as you got out of this luncheon.

It must be a grand feeling

to have everything you want.

If it is, I never had it.

Oh, I suppose I should be

the happiest woman in the world.

Beautiful home, successful husband

and a nice youngster, but...

Add it all up and it spells herring!

Is that it?

Somehow the things that make

other people happy leave me cold.

I guess something must have been

left out of my makeup.

I think I want things passionately,

and when I get them, I lose all interest.

If wanting things make you happy,

I should be turning cartwheels right now.

Maybe life's been too easy for you, Vivian.

I wonder. But it's you I really envy, Mary.

Your independence and your courage.

Oh, I've had to go into port

for repairs a few times.

I accepted the first man

who really wanted to marry me.

I thought it meant comfort and security.

You're doing all right for yourself.

That thing on your finger

isn't a pop bottle, you know.

- But didn't you love him, Vivian?

- I thought I did. Maybe I do still.

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