The Cat's Meow Page #3

There's no need

for sarcasm, Marion.

You're the one up here in

radio central spying on everyone.

- Those who have nothing to fear...

- Save the Bible quotes.

- It's not from the Bible.

- Whoever then.

Fine, go right ahead

and keep spying

'cause there's nothing to see.

There have been whispers.

Stop listening to whispers

and listen to me.

There's nothing going on

between me and Charlie.

Okay?

I bought you something...

in New York.

- Willie...

It's beautiful.

But you already gave me

a butterfly brooch.

Oh no! That's diamonds and rubies.

This is diamonds and jade.

You don't have

one of these.

There are a lot of things

I don't have.

- If you love someone...

- You can't buy me all of them.

you try to get them

what they don't get themselves.

I love you so much.

Don't ever stop.

And I'll always be here,

don't you know that?

Thank you.

Every time you thank me...

what do I say?

"Shut up and keep me happy, Pops."

Exactly.

Ah, Dr. Goodman.

I didn't see you come on board.

You know me, Joe.

Elusive as ever.

- How's the chief today?

- A little edgy, Dan.

- Marion?

- Why else?

No, I mean, how is Marion?

Oh. The usual.

- Spunky.

- Uh-huh.

Permission to come aboard!

Here we go.

- Frank, how are you?

- Joseph!

- Not late, are we?

- Not at all, not at all.

- Who's he?

- Boring Frank Barham,

the pill of the

Hearst publishing world.

They are invited to remind WR

that for every one of us

- There are two of them.

- What's the wife called?

Who knows?

Oh my word!

What a big boat!

Correction, who cares?

Marion! Marion, honey.

Do you trust Tom Ince?

Do you trust him?

Well, he doesn't drink

during the day.

- Can't trust him.

- Hmm? Oh...

And I better not catch you two

talking business.

- Or what?

- Or you'll get yours.

Aww...

Well, here he is.

Finally.

Welcome!

Such a remarkable

economy of words

for one who controls

more print than Jesus Christ.

Take that back, or I'll have

to dishonor your good name.

I hope someone does.

I'm feeling rather frisky.

Lolly, Madam Glyn

would like a word.

Bastard!

Mrs. Glyn, I've read every one

of your wonderful,

wonderful books.

How lovely for you, dear,

but do forgive me,

I have to go to write another one.

Chief, it's nearly noon.

We should try to keep on schedule.

Stop!

Raise the gangplank!

- No!

- Oh my God!

- Wait!

- Stop!

Oh, thank God.

He always does this to us!

Every time!

I'm sweating like a pig.

How am I gonna land anyone

with sweat dripping down my nose?

Don't b*tch, Didi,

I'm not in the mood.

Hi! Hello!

I think this is going to be

a most enjoyable boat ride.

Yeah... the cat's meow.

That's it everybody!

Out to sea!

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