Alice Adams Page #5

Then why not now?

When anyone dances

as beautifully as you do...

...conversation is hardly necessary, is it?

That depends on who's talking.

I guess that's all.

I wish we could dance this next together,

but I guess we're both all booked up.

Where's your next?

Do you see him anywhere?

Yes.

Well, as a matter of fact, I promised

to sit the next one out with my aunt...

...so if you'll just take me over there.

Thank you.

- I wonder if you could do me a favor?

- Anything.

Would you see if you can find

my brother Walter for me?

He may be in the smoking room,

if it isn't too much trouble?

- Certainly not.

- Thank you.

Well, here we are.

I know this disappearing brother of mine

must have been terribly hard to find.

On the contrary, it was easy.

Mildred will probably never forgive me

for keeping you away so long.

- It was a pleasure.

- Thank you so much.

Don't ever do that again,

do you understand?

- Do what?

- Send anyone looking for me.

Well, he found you, didn't he?

Yeah, he found me all right, shootin' dice

with the boys in the cloakroom.

- Did he see you?

- Unless he was blind.

Let's go home.

Leave the door open for me.

Did you have a good time?

Just lovely.

- Good night.

- Good night, dear.

Now what were you thinking about, Dad?

Just planning.

Planning what to do

when I'm able to go back to work again.

Now what are you talking about?

You're going back to your old place

at Lamb's, of course.

I heard you crying the other night,

after the party.

That was nothing, Daddy. Just nerves.

Never mind. I know what was the matter.

No, the only matter was I had a silly fit.

Your mother's right, Alice.

You ought to have as much

as any of these girls you go with.

And I've got to do something about it.

Daddy, you're sweet.

I'm the one

who ought to do something about it.

I've been thinking, what I mean is...

...I ought to be something

besides just a kind of nobody.

- I ought to...

- What, dearie?

Well, there's one thing I'd like to do.

- I know I could do it, too.

- What?

Well, I want to go on the stage.

I know I could act.

What's the matter?

I was just reminded of your aunt

and your mother when they were young.

They always used to spat about

which one would make the best actress.

Sometimes I'd have to go out

in the hall to laugh.

Well, maybe you were wrong.

If they both felt that way...

...why doesn't that prove

that there is talent in the family?

I've always thought there was.

No, dearie.

I expect 90 percent of the women are sure

they'd make mighty fine actresses...

...if they ever got the chance.

Well, they enjoy thinking about it...

...and it don't do anybody any harm.

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