Arsenic and Old Lace Page #3

-You ain't seen anything yet.

-You've got to drive us to the station.

-Take her hat.

Wait a minute. And her brooch.

If you find her hairpins, keep them.

Hold on to that.

There they are.

Here's your hat.

Just throw it.

I don't like that look in your eyes.

-What's the matter with it?

-Father preached about it only last Sunday.

He did? What did he say?

-He was against it.

-But that was only Sunday.

Please! For heaven's sake!

But, Mortimer, right out here

with everyone looking?

Yes, right out here with everyone looking.

Let everyone in Brooklyn over 16 look.

But, Mortimer, you're going to love me

for my mind, too?

One thing at a time.

There's that look again!

"There's that look again, Mortimer! "

You better get used to it.

You'll see it often. It goes just before this.

You know what we're doing?

Wasting time.

I'll go tell my aunts and you tell your....

No, don't tell your father.

You'll run his cold into a pneumonia.

I can handle Father. He's a dear.

Look, why don't we wire him

from Niagara Falls?

Niagara Falls?

That's why you stopped at your office.

Yes, certainly!

We're going to go the whole hog.

Niagara Falls!

Everybody ought to go there.

You should've seen my secretary's face.

We've a room on the train,

the bridal suite in the hotel...

...and tomorrow morning

we go over the falls in a barrel.

Go on, darling, hurry and pack.

I don't have to.

I started packing the day after I met you.

There, you see! You see?

That's what I mean.

That's what I hate about women.

I wonder what Mary's doing now?

-The train leaves in an hour, hurry.

-It'll be a few minutes.

-Father may want to pray over me.

-Whistle when you're ready.

When you whistle, open the front door fast.

If you see a tall, dark streak of light,

it's me.

What? Now?

No, not now!

Look surprised when he tells us.

Hold on to your bustles.

We're married. Elaine and I are married.

Oh, darling, how wonderful!

Isn't it wonderful? They're married!

Don't pretend to be so surprised either,

you two old frauds.

-Can I use the telephone?

-Of course.

Isn't it too, too wonderful?

And to think that it happened

right here in this room!

Now, here.

Benson's Florists?

This is Mortimer Brewster.

Did you send those roses

to Mrs. Brewster? Good.

Send four dozen more to drawing room A,

Grand Central Station.

Hurry. And throw in a flock

of orange blossoms.

But before you go,

we can have our celebration.

I'll open a bottle of wine and we'll sing.

And we'll invite a few neighbors in.

-And, of course, a wedding cake.

-You won't have time to bake a cake.

We're going to Niagara Falls.

A taxi's waiting.

It's all ready. It's been ready since--

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