Has Anybody Seen My Gal Page #3

I wish I was as beautiful as Millie.

I'm sure you will be, my dear,

when you grow up.

I have a feeling you will become

a captivating creature.

- Is that good or bad?

- Good for you, but bad for the boys.

Why didn't you call the Courier

and find out who inserted it?

I did. The person who took the ad

had left for the day.

What'll my friends think, taking a boarder?

None of the better families would do that.

You mean "richer", not "better", Howard.

And stop shedding hair everywhere.

If I can put up with your music,

you can put up with this hair.

Oh, this is ridiculous!

Harriet, I'm going to tell this man

he has to leave at once.

- But he paid in advance.

- Mother gave him a receipt.

You what? Oh, for Pete's sake!

Really, Charles, it isn't as bad as I thought.

We never use that room...

...and we can use the money,

what with these two going to college.

$8 a week will come in very handy.

And I need a new winter coat.

I'm not taking in boarders.

I make enough to support my family

and I'll continue to do so.

He stays the week. Then he goes.

Shh.

- Oh, Mr Smith.

- Him?

I'd like you to meet my husband

and my son Howard.

I'm delighted to meet you. I'm sure

we'll all be very happy here together.

- You did say dinner at seven?

- We'll be a little late this evening.

In that case I shall go back to my room

and finish unpacking.

Be good enough to call me

when dinner is ready, please.

You know what?

Mr Smith is an artist - A great artist.

He's been all over the world - Paris,

London, New York... Gosh, everywhere.

He's an artist all right, your Mr Smith -

a gyp artist.

Charles.

This afternoon he tried to argue me

out of a penny for a box of aspirins.

Then he tried to run out

without paying Dan a dime for a bromo.

- Better lock up the family silver.

- Gee, and he seems such a nice man.

- I like him more than any boys I know.

- I'd keep a sharp eye on him.

He looks like a pretty smooth article,

if you ask me.

No singing at the table, Roberta.

Mrs Blaisdell, I neglected to inform you

I can't eat the food customarily served.

I must confine myself to soft food - Eggs,

milk, mashed bananas and boiled fish.

- So if you'll be good enough...

- This is not a restaurant.

We all eat the same thing

or we don't eat at all.

Taste it, Mr Smith.

Momma makes the best stew in Hilverton.

- Really?

- Mm-hm.

Stew.

- I wish I had a car, Dad.

- I wish I did, too.

- All the frat fellows have a car except me.

- Then join another frat.

Howard, didn't we just buy you

a brand-new raccoon coat?

Yeah - A brand-new used one.

If you didn't comb it so much

it wouldn't look so used.

Sometimes I wish we were so rich

we didn't have to pay bills.

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