Daisy Kenyon Page #3

Oh, I'm sorry, baby.

Mervyn!

Dan, he's right behind you.

- Yes, sir?

- Mervyn, it's the 12:30 I'm taking.

Bring my bag and my briefcase down to

Penn Station and meet me at the track gate.

- Yes, sir.

- Dan, you work too hard. You know you do. Even Father thinks so.

Well, you never get a decent vacation.

- Mr. Harris.

- You're stuck here all summer. Half the time, no weekend.

- I don't see how you do it. One of these

times- - Hello, Harris. Lucille, please.

Look, honeybunch, I'm home, and I'm

relaxing, so call me in Washington, will you?

Right. So long.

Dan, what are you going

to Washington for anyway?

Officially I'm going down to present

a brief to S.E.C. on Amalgamated Gas.

- But while I'm there-

- I could never remember that. Never mind.

I don't know what you're doing, but no one

expects me to anymore, so it doesn't matter.

You think I know

what I'm doing, baby?

- Where are the girls?

- Rosamund's primping. She's terribly excited.

Danny, I do wish you'd consulted me before

you told her she could go with us tonight.

Thirteen's no age

for the Stork Club.

- What's the harm in it? Where's Marie?

- She's doing her homework.

She's getting awfully independent

too, Dan. I don't know what-

Well, how do you like?

Fifty million dollars, honey.

Rosamund, if you don't take off some of

that lipstick, you're not going with us.

- I've told you twice now.

- Dan, do you think it's too much?

Of course it is,

but it's very attractive.

Rosamund, you heard me.

Mommy, I'm not that young.

You forget my name's O'Mara...

and there's a life of

interesting crime ahead of me.

You're very mean to your mother.

You shouldn't be. She's sweet.

You laughed, Dan.

Daddy, where are we going tonight?

- Dinner at the Colony, then the Stork Club. Is that all right?

- Terrific.

Marie.!

- Right to your room. To your room this instant.!

- What's going on?

- Daddy!

- What is it, baby?

Marie has been insolent.

I told her to stay in her room...

- because she has two hours of

homework to do, but she- - What is it?

She hit me.

She hit me.

But she said things. I've never been

spoken to like that in my life...

- and by my own child, I-

- Couldn't be that bad, baby.

I've got worse from my old man for nothing but

sniffling when I didn't have a handkerchief.

- I think you've been very rude to

your mother. - But she called me-

That's one of the very worst things you

could do, talking to your mother like that.

- But, Dan, you don't unders- - Lucille,

would you straighten up those flowers, please?

That's the fourth commandment, baby.

You mustn't be rude to your parents.

The fourth.

That's how important it is.

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