Road to Rio Page #4

introduction's over. Let's spread out.

Wait a minute.

Wait, don't push me, pappy.

This kid's in a lot of trouble.

We got to take things easy.

Will you give her the brush?

Scout's honor.

Okay. So long, kid.

And don't tell him any sad

stories, because we're cleaned out.

Haven't got to eat.

Stowaways, third class.

Stowaways...

Why do you want to take that long, wet

leap? A gorgeous gal like yourself?

I don't know.

I'm worried and confused.

I just don't know.

Couldn't a man, could it?

No.

Yes, I suppose so.

Oh, I get it.

All men are rats...

No!

No, it isn't that at all.

I love Sherman.

He's going to meet me in Rio.

We'll be married. We'll be

happy, we'll be very happy.

Wait, wait.

Who's Sherman?

He's my Aunt Catherine's brother.

Your uncle?

No.

He... You see, she's not really

my aunt. She's my guardian.

Well, does she know about...?

Oh, no!

If she ever found out what I tried

to do tonight, she'd be heartbroken.

She's a wonderful woman.

Well, now we're both confused.

You're not in love with this fella.

You couldn't be.

Girls don't go around cutting

themselves in with the porpoises

when they're going to marry the fella they

love. That doesn't make any sense at all.

No. Nothing

makes sense lately.

Every time I make up my mind

to do something, I change it,

just as though I had

no will of my own.

There are hours, days even, when I

just don't remember what's happened.

I know what you're thinking, Mr.

Sweeney, and maybe you're right.

Wait a minute. Don't you

tell me what I'm thinking.

You're just as normal as I am,

if that's any consolation to you.

But you got to pull

yourself together, honey.

Well!

Free movies!

Isn't this pleasant?

Outdoors and everything.

Do you mind sitting

here on the balcony?

I wonder what

we're running tonight.

Say, look, honey.

Hey, psst!

You're going through a tough time

and you're letting it get you.

That's no way

to handle trouble.

Look at Max and Gertrude

up there on the screen.

Her lease is up, he's got a big

hangover and her feet are killing her,

but there they are up there,

floating through the air

as if they didn't have

a care in the world.

How do you know all this?

Watch the next shot.

Why, Mr. Sweeney,

that's you and your friend.

That's right.

We stopped off in Hollywood

for a few days,

and stole a couple of dollars

doing extra work.

Old Hot Lips, he's really

hamming it up, isn't he?

But getting back

to Max and Gertrude,

you'd think he was madly

in love with her, wouldn't you?

Now, I'll tell you something, the

boy has a redhead in Jersey City.

Mad about her.

You'd think she was in

love with him. She's not.

Watch this.

He thinks she's in love

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