The Dancing Masters Page #3

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Why, you clumsy fool.

Can't you watch what it... You.

- I might have suspected it.

- I think he did it on purpose.

- I assure you...

I have an excuse for firing you.

- Oh, Mr. Harlan, l...

- Get out of here.

Come along, Worthing.

Wasn't that nice of her to leave

the door open for us?

- Yeah.

- Well, we're right on time.

- Oh, Trudy, we're here.

- What was that?

It must be the radio, Mother.

I'll go down and turn it off.

Did you get the potato salad?

Yeah, and I got this succotash

and the "bolami."

- I think it's in that bag...

- Bolami.

- Hi, Trudy.

- Shh. The folks haven't left yet.

Come back later.

Here comes Father. He'd better not find

you here. Hide, quick.

In here.

I forgot my pipe.

- I'll get it, Daddy.

- Never mind. I'll get it.

Where did I leave that pipe?

Now, let me see.

Oh, yes, yes, of course.

Hurry, Daddy,

you'll be late for your plane.

- Goodbye, Trudy dear.

- Goodbye, Mother.

- Come on, Wentworth.

- Goodbye, dear.

Goodbye, Daddy.

Oh, Daddy,

you'll be late for your plane.

- Daddy, goodbye.

- Goodbye.

That was close. If Father had caught

Grant here, he would've killed him...

...and likely shot both of you.

I notice he's got a lot of guns.

He's a crack shot.

He's won a lot of trophies.

How about a drink? My nerves

are all shot, do you know that?

Yeah. I wish we had

something stronger than ginger ale.

It's good you didn't get anything

stronger.

Father won't have

liquor in the house.

Make yourselves at home.

We'll fix supper.

Say, Trudy, I brought you

some chrysanthemums.

- Oh, how beautiful. Thank you, Stanley.

- I'm glad you like them.

Chrysanthemums.

- Where did you get them?

- I got them out of her garden.

You know, she's got the most

beautiful flowers that you ever saw.

In fact, l...

We might need some glasses, Ollie.

Give it to me, I'll open it.

Simple.

Would you settle for orange juice?

Oh, that Ora. She always fills up the

icebox until it won't hold another thing.

- Gee, what a swell home.

- Yeah, here's a radio.

Boy, look at that library. I wonder if they

have Superman or Dick Tracy.

Boswell's Life of Johnson.

Gee, I bet that's interesting.

Yeah, I remember the day

that Jess Willard knocked him out.

- It sure was a hot day.

- Gee, I'll... I'll have to read that.

It must be a swell book.

Say, didn't Trudy's old man say that he

wouldn't have any liquor in the house?

- Yeah.

- Well, there's a bar here with everything.

- Where?

- Right here.

Boy, your nerves certainly are shot.

You sit down and I'll get you

some music to soothe them.

Now, just relax.

- Look, look, look.

- What?

See...

Sit down.

You'd better remove your hat. Maybe

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