Bonnie's Kids Page #4

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like this with no warning or anything.

Ellie, Mrs. Seaman

doesn't mind, do you?

Of course not.

As I said it was a surprise.

Must get lonely living way out here.

I bet you'll appreciate the company.

It is lonely sometimes.

Ben is not home much anymore and

it will be fun having you stay here.

- Yeah, just like one big happy family.

- Yes.

We'll have a real chance

to get to know each other.

I'd like that, Mrs. Seaman.

Diana.

Please call me Diana.

OK.

That's what we'll call you, Diana.

Yes, Miss Clark.

I'll send her right in.

You. Miss Clark will see you now.

One of the kids, remember?

Which way?

Come on, come on.

We haven't got all day.

- We're all your friends, Ellie.

- That has nothing to do with it.

This is business.

Mr. Seaman asked that we do something with

you and Mr. Harris will decide what we do.

And Mr. Harris' only interest in his women

is how they look, not how they feel.

- Well?

- Well, what?

Any questions?

What's to ask?

Would you please go behind the screen,

take off your clothes, and put on the robe?

Get with it.

We're busy people.

I said, get with it.

Pretty, isn't she?

Interesting.

Funny Mr. Seaman never mentioned

her or that other one to me.

You're his secretary,

not his priest.

We're waiting, Miss Thomas.

Over here, please.

The robe, remove it.

Stand up straight, sweetheart,

so Mr. Harris can see everything.

Good legs.

- Full name?

- Eleanor Thomas.

- Age?

- 24.

- Eyes?

- Blue.

- Height?

- 5'5".

Turn around.

Again.

Why is it I must always start

with scrap iron.

Because, Harris, you're an artist.

- Weight?

- 114.

Your nearest relative?

Harry Belafonte.

Cold as ice.

Harris, have you ever worked

with marble?

No, but it would be interesting.

Presently employed?

Unemployed.

Favorite recreation?

Is she kidding?

Can I help you?

Yeah, I think so

if you're detective.

If you're looking for Mr. Burns,

he's out of town.

Too bad.

Anybody else?

Yeah.

Then why don't you tell him

we're here, sweetheart?

Larry, there are a couple of guys

out here to see you.

OK.

Right through that door.

You know, sweetheart,

you do that real well.

Hi, my name is Tollin,

and my associate, Mr. Brown.

How do you do?

- That girl called you Larry.

- Yeah. Larry Evans.

- Would you sit down?

- Thank you.

Larry, Mr. Brown and I

need your help.

You see, we just recently

moved here from Seattle.

Well, you know,

it takes time to get settled.

Seattle? That's a nice place.

Yeah, I really miss it.

You know, I drove a cab there

for a while.

- No kidding.

- Yeah.

Well, anyway,

to get back to business.

As I say, we just moved here

and we don't know a soul.

Well, this is not the most

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