D.O.A. Page #3

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My, aren't we adamant this evening.

All right. Shall do.

And Frank.

-Yeah?

I a...

I don't quite know how to say this.

-Say what?

But what I want to say is

that there's nothing you can do that

you ever have to feel guilty about.

Sure.

Thanks, Paula. I'll uh...

I'll call you tomorrow.

Oh. Just put it there please.

You can keep the change.

-Thanks very much.

Say, how long has this been going on?

-It's been a madhouse all week.

They check out tomorrow.

I thought you were with them.

No. No, I'm just here on a vacation.

Why does everybody come

San Francisco and tear loose?

Excuse me.

Say, I'm awfully sorry to bother you but

would you mind if I used your telephone?

No. No, go right ahead.

-I'm just across the hall here.

One of the boys is using my phone

and he's been on it for a half hour.

I just want to call downstairs.

-Yeah. -Thank you.

Room service please.

Hey. Things really picked up

the last few days, didn't they?

Write up much business?

-Well, I'm not here on business.

Hello. Room Service?

It's Mr. Haskell in 617.

Yes, that's right. Would you send up three

more bottles of boubon and two scotch?

Oh, and some more ice too.

All right, thank you.

You here all alone?

Yes, I just got in town.

-Well, why don't you join us for a drink?

Well, I don't want to barge in on your

party. -Oh, nonsense. It's not a party.

Just a few of the boys entertaining

some buyers. You know, the usual thing

a few drinks and some laughs.

It's no party, come on. -Well...

-Come on. Come on. -All right.

I know what it's like to be

all alone in a strange city.

I'm Sam Haskell.

-I'm Frank...Frank Bigelow.

You'd think some of these guys never

been away from home before. -Yeah!

Hey quiet down a minute.

Hey, will you quiet down a second?

I want you to meet Frank Bigelow.

-Hello. -Hi.

This is Jane Carlyle. -Hello.

-Bill Welch. -How are ya?

Mr. Welch.

-Glad to know you, Bigelow.

Jane's the prettiest buyer in

San Francisco. -Hey! I resent that.

You don't think I believe him, Elaine?

Well, he spreads that from coast to coast.

But it's good for my morale, anyway.

-I'm George Cadwell.

Glad to know you Mr...

-Bigelow. -Bigelow. Yes...

Write up much business?

-He's not here on business.

Well... -Well, why don't you get the

man a drink before he dies of thirst?

How about a little Bourbon?

-Well, that's fine. -Bourbon it is!

Of course, Mr. Wallace.

Yes Mr. Wallace.

But Mr. Wallace, I'll need at least a week

in Cleveland to visit all my accounts.

I can't figure on being in

Philadelphia until the 17th.

Eddie, would you get off the phone? I want

you to meet Frank Bigelow. -How are you?

That's his boss! He's been trying for an

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