Dinner at Eight Page #5

Maybe she can help.

But do try to think of an extra man,

won't you, dear?

I will, dear.

Goodbye.

Those Packards. Really.

Another dinner party?

Only a small one, darling.

Otherwise, I'd love to have you and Ed,

you understand?

No need to apologize. A cousin is a cousin.

And Ed hates functions.

Ed hates anything that keeps him

from going to the movies every night.

I guess I'm what's called "a Garbo widow. "

Hello?

Who is it?

Mrs. Who? Jordan?

Mrs. Oliver Jordan. Just a minute.

Who's that on the telephone?

A Mrs. Oliver Jordan

wants to speak to you on the phone.

- Who?

- Mrs. Jordan.

- Mrs. Oliver Jordan?

- Yes.

Holy cat!

Hand me that telephone, you nitwit.

Hello, Mrs. Jordan.

Of course I remember you.

I've seen you at the races.

Mr. Jordan and I are giving a small dinner

for Lord and Lady Ferncliffe...

two very dear friends

of mine from England.

Gee, that sounds swell to me.

It's awful nice of you to ask us,

Mrs. Jordan. We'll be glad to accept.

Goodbye.

Don't you want to know the date?

Sure, honey.

Friday, a week from tonight.

Dinner at 8:
00. Thanks.

Goodbye for real this time, Mrs. Jordan.

Tina, get my engagement book.

It's around here somewhere.

Take this down.

Next Friday evening...

at the Oliver Jordans', dinner at 8:00.

Me eating with Lord and Lady Ferncliffe.

You don't have to write that down, stupid.

Listen, Tina.

Don't crack about this to Mr. Packard.

I want to spring it on him

at the right time.

That slug never wants to meet

any refined people.

Clear that away, Tina.

Wait a minute!

What did Dr. Talbot say?

What time's he coming?

He didn't say exactly.

He asked, "Was there any symptoms?"

And I said, "No, I didn't think so. "

He said, all right then,

he'd be over sometime today.

I got a cold, and my legs ache all over.

- You didn't tell me to say that.

- You should have known it.

- Here's your new hat.

- Goody.

Higher, you fool.

- Don't it look cute?

- Swell.

Tell Oscar to pack.

Just overnight stuff, that's all.

You in bed again? What's the matter?

I don't feel good.

What's the idea of the hat? Going out?

What do you eat all that sweet stuff for?

Why don't you get up and do something?

You don't care what I do or how I feel.

Look at me.

I was never sick a day in my life, and why?

It's because I do things

and get out and get to moving.

Oscar, I don't want any dinner clothes.

That's the reason.

Dr. Talbot says that you're an extrovert

and I'm an introvert.

A what?

An introvert, you dummy!

That's why I've got to be quiet a good deal

and have time to reflect in.

Reflect in?

What have you got to reflect about?

I have to think and act at the same time.

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