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Well, that's very generous of you

and all that,

but I'm sure Frank feels the same...

You mustn't tell him, ever.

It would be our secret.

Hasn't anyone ever told you

about hospital salaries?

How do you think

I could explain away $1,000?

You could say you won it on the radio

or in a contest. There are all sorts of ways.

And he wouldn't believe any of them.

Well, I can see my little plot

didn't succeed.

Oh, I wouldn't say that.

You brought me here today because

you wanted to shake my faith in Frank.

You have.

You wanted to find out

how clever or stupid I am.

I guess you've done that, too.

So your little plot has succeeded after all.

And what do you intend to do about it?

Nothing.

Not one thing.

I suppose I could pick up the check

but I'm too practical.

You see, I have to work for my money.

I won't say goodbye, Diane.

I'm sure I'll see more of you.

- What do you say, Janie?

- Hi, Frank.

Hi, honey.

- Good night, dear.

- Good night, Mary.

Hello, Frank.

Well, what'll it be?

Gilmore Field or a drive-in movie?

Aren't you too tired

after your rough night?

I'll buy you a T-bone twice as big

and twice as beautiful

if it takes my whole paycheck,

which it will.

You do that, some other time.

Oh, honey, stop.

You're not gonna let a T-bone steak

come between us.

Now, come on. Dimple up.

All right.

I'd have been lousy company

last night, honey.

Ten minutes after I left Harry's

I was in the sack.

I can believe that.

Well, you can head for

that same sack tonight.

- I've got other plans.

- Oh, you have?

- Yes, I have.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- Okay!

Quiet, please. This is a residential district.

Now, don't tell me. Just let me hope.

Hello, Bill.

You know, in times like these,

a guy can offer a girl a handkerchief

or a double old fashioned.

- What'll it be?

- Both.

Come on, you redheaded double-crosser.

Who, me? Double-cross a pal?

I should say.

What's the matter?

Were you on Cly-boy, too?

This time I'm making no fresh coffee, see?

It's all right. I don't care for any right now.

Go ahead, hit me.

First, I'll buy you dinner,

then maybe I'll hit you.

I wish I could but the family expects me.

This is definitely not my day.

When I tell you what I did, you probably

won't want to see me again, ever.

Sounds pretty grim.

I had lunch with Mary.

I told her about last night.

Oh, not everything.

Just that we went out together.

Well, why did you say that? I told her I...

I only did it because I wanted

to help get the garage.

- Oh, you're a big help.

- I offered Mary $1,000.

You offered her $1,000 just like that?

And what did she say?

She was rather angry.

I gathered she resented

you knowing anybody else.

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