Keeper of the Flame

I bet a bright boy like you

could get me through this old gate...

...if you wanted to. Hmm?

Jeb?

Jeb, what are you doing?

Mr. Rickards,

I forgot to give you this yesterday.

I told you newspaper fellows yesterday.

Nobody gets inside.

That's Mrs. Forrest's orders.

Halt!

Left face!

Eyes left!

Heads front!

I'm sorry, gentlemen, no rooms.

No rooms, no baths.

No rooms, no...

- Stick close by, will you?

- Oh, yes, sir.

Still raining out, Bob?

- A slight drizzle.

- Oh, dear.

- Hello, Jane.

- Hello.

Steve. What in the wor...?

Steven O'Malley.

Oh, gee, let me...

Come over here

and let me take a look at you.

Oh, I can't believe it, Stevie.

Oh, imagine eating your heart

out for a guy for two years.

You see him, you don't even recognize him.

- Careful, I might take you seriously.

- Oh.

- Want coffee?

- No, thanks.

Get me a cup of coffee.

Plenty of cream and sugar.

Where I've been, you don't get cream

and sugar, you don't get coffee.

It's your eyes, that's what it is.

You've seen an awful lot over there,

haven't you, Stevie?

Is it that bad?

Were you in a concentration camp

or with the Berlin Press Bureau?

I'm still wondering, Jane.

Oh. Well, did it hurt much?

Jane, Jane, Jane. Did what hurt?

- When Hitler kicked you out?

- Oh, ha, ha. Hit...

Ha, ha.

- Thanks, good.

- Good old Janie, my, it's nice to see you.

- Oh, Stevie.

- How am I gonna get a room in this joint?

- Didn't you wire?

Tsk. Oh, Steven, honestly.

Come on, follow Grandma.

Uh, Mr. Arbuthnot,

guess what's happened?

The hot water doesn't run.

No, no, even worse than that.

My husband just arrived.

Uh, change the register to read

Mr. And Mrs. O'Malley, please.

Ha, ha. Come, darling.

Oh. Freddie, isn't it wonderful

to have Steve back?

Well, it's wonderful to have you back,

but not this wonderful.

- You're kidding about that Mrs. O'Malley?

- Of course, dear.

- Did you know he was coming?

- Mm-mm.

Nobody knows I'm back but the boss.

Got it.

I'll take your room, you move in with Steve.

Oh, fine. The five other men in my room

will welcome you.

Oh, great. Of course, Steven

we could get married...

...or use the room in shifts.

My best hours are from 3 to 10.

- Those are mine too.

- Oh.

- We better push along.

- Yeah, let's go.

Now, guard those with your life, sonny.

- Ah, O'Malley. How are you?

- Fine, Mr. Ambassador.

I thought they'd have chopped

your head off by now. I'm glad they didn't.

Oh, just a considerate guy.

He knows

when two people wanna be alone.

Oh, don't be silly.

He doesn't even know I'm alive.

Better come down from there, son.

You'll slip.

Come on, son. Come on down.

Come on.

Steady there. Now, you mustn't let it

get you like that.

If it hadn't been for me,

he'd be alive today.

Hey!

No news.

I've got it.

Thanks. Thanks very much.

Oh, boy, I'll say it was.

O'Malley. When did you get back?

Hello, stranger.

- Hello, Pat. You get a good one?

- Oh, not so hot, Steve.

No, never mind. I'll sit this one out.

Sit this one out?

What are you? A trained seal?

- I haven't got any whiskers.

Ha, ha.

I haven't got a deadline either.

- Oh, he's a journalist, not a newspaperman.

- I'm a prima donna.

- I'm sorry we got separated, Jane.

- Mm. How do you spell Frisbee? With a Y?

Oh. Thanks.

What's the matter, Stevie?

No more worlds to conquer?

- No more hot water to scramble out of.

- Oh.

Well, you might fall in love.

No. No, I think I'll dodge that.

I've had luck so far.

Oh. Tough guy, aren't you?

"The accident happened at 8:00

or thereabouts.

The coroner placed the washout

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