Heaven Can Wait Page #3

And only for $20.

Of course, that's six dollars more

than I ever paid before.

- But let's try it.

- Merci, madame.

- Au revoir, madame.

- Good-bye, mademoiselle.

Psst.! Hey.

Oui?

You're not gonna work here.

I'll see to that.

What is the matter?

Did I make little boy angry?

Now see here. That's the last time

anybody's gonna call me "little boy. "

Oh, so sorry if I hurt feelings,

but maman-

Yes. Mama.

That's the trouble.

Mama and Papa.

And Grandpapa and Grandmama.

It's a conspiracy

to keep me in short pants.

They think they own me,

body and soul.

Ah, je comprends. My understanding

for young man is perfect.

Your soul is bigger than your pants.

Oh, you need very warm friend

with sympathy.

Moi. I will be. Oui?

I bet you couldn't guess in a million years

what I have in my pocket.

No, I do not know, but I am sure it is

something very bad, oui?

- Here.

- Oh, you smoke big black cigar?

Sure, I'm gonna smoke it -

any day now.

Now we have

very bad secret together, oui?

That's nothing.

I can tell you things that would rock

Fifth Avenue to its foundations.

Oh?

- I'm going to get married.

- You, married?

Mmm.

I have to, darn it.

Oh, this is much worse than cigar.

When did disaster take place?

Oh, it all happened pretty suddenly.

There's a girl around the corner.

Well, you know.

But I do not know.

Tell me.

Well, we were walking in the park,

and it started to rain.

- Oui?

- We climbed into a policeman's shed.

- And the policeman?

- He wasn't there.

Well, anyhow,

before I knew it, I lost my head.

I don't know what got into me.

- I took her into my arms and then -

- And then?

I kissed her.

I may just as well

face the consequences.

Excuse my asking question.

This might sound very childish

to grown-up young man...

but did you ever consider idea

not marrying girl?

It's out of the question.

It would destroy me socially.

I could never go to Harvard.

Why, when my father kissed my mother...

she knew what he meant,

and he knew she knew it.

coute, mon chri.

In your papa's time,

papa kiss mama and then marry.

But this is 1887.

Time of bicycle. The typewriter has arriv.

Soon everybody speak over the telephone.

And people have

new idea of value of kiss.

What was bad yesterday

is lot of fun today.

There is a wonderful saying in France.

"Les baisers sont comme des bonbons...

qu'on mange parce qu'ils sont bons. "

This mean kiss is like candy.

You eat candy

only for the beautiful taste...

and this is enough reason

to eat candy.

Y- You mean I can kiss a girl once -

Ten times, 20 times.

And no obligation.

Listen, are you telling me the truth

or just trying to keep your job?

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