Carrie Page #4

Come on. I live

right around the corner here.

- Maybe this isn't convenient.

- She'll be tickled to death to see you.

There you are, sweetheart.

You remember Mr Hurstwood.

- How do you do?

- I was just in the neighbourhood.

Look at this. A companion for those

lonely hours when I'm on the road.

- I was just going home.

- Carrie, no.

Mr Hurstwood's an old friend of mine.

It's all right.

Sit down, George.

There's some good bourbon there.

Say, he's shivering.

I'll put him on your bed, huh?

Help yourself, George.

You'll take great pleasure

in the puppy, Mrs Drouet.

Sometimes dogs can be

more understanding than people.

May I help myself to a glass of sherry?

Yes.

One for you?

Yes, thank you.

Trumps.

- Mr Hurstwood, I'm losing.

- Wait, Carrie.

He's nervous. He doesn't know

what we're going to do.

- Is that so?

- Well, play, Charlie, play.

Triple with this one.

If I'm not mistaken, that's it.

Now... No, figure it out yourself.

Of course, exactly.

He didn't count, but you did.

We'll give you the ten of diamonds

and take the rest. Put them down.

I'll be hornswoggled.

- I won.

- It took the two of you.

I don't care, I won.

- You like to win, don't you?

- I do.

She learned quickly.

Didn't think she could do it.

I think she could do anything.

Charlie, I've had a fine evening.

Thank you, partner.

George, we want you to come back and

see us again real soon, don't we, pet?

Yes, Mr Hurstwood.

We enjoyed having you very much.

Thank you. Say, I've got two tickets

for the theatre Friday night.

- Why don't you use them?

- Friday, I'll be in Duluth.

Well, you keep them.

You'll find someone to take.

Thank you very much.

When you get back, come to Fitzgerald's

and be my guests for dinner.

Say, isn't that nice?

I'll buy you a new dress.

Well, goodnight.

Goodnight, Mr Hurstwood.

George.

Why don't you take her to the theatre?

I don't mind.

Well...

I'll see you when you get back.

- Goodnight, George.

- Goodnight.

Well, that's what I call

a high-class fella.

Knows the finest people in Chicago,

spends the evening with us.

What's the matter, didn't you like him?

Yes, I liked him.

I'm glad you enjoyed

yourself, Jessica.

Good evening, George.

- Good evening, Julia, Jessica.

- Hello, Father.

- This is John Connell.

- How do you do, sir?

He brought Jessica home from the club.

Club?

The Thursday Cotillion

of the Park Club, George.

Oh, yes.

Can I offer you a drink, John?

No, thank you, sir.

- Goodnight, Mr Hurstwood. Jessica.

- Goodnight, John.

- Goodnight, Mrs Hurstwood.

- Goodnight, pet.

Goodnight, Father.

I wish you'd learn to sell your drinks

at the bar and not here in your home.

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