The Happiest Millionaire Page #3
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- 1967
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? Archie Baxter
came here twice?
? First time out,
he acted nice?
? Romance was in the air?
? Oh, they made a lovely pair?
Beautiful.
? Second date, it was a dance?
? He grabbed her tight,
this was his chance?
? Cordy only bruised
that sport?
out of court?
So...
? Watch your footwork?
? Better learn
to bob and weave?
? Sister Cordy's
got dynamite up her sleeve?
? What a fake?
? Dynamite up her sleeve?
? What an uppercut?
? Dynamite up her sleeve?
Uh-oh.
- Charlie.
- Charlie?
- Hey, Charlie, wake up.
- Are you hurt?
Tony? Livingston?
Come on, it's time
for Bible class.
What happened?
He dropped his left.
Oh.
You better get some ice.
And get some beefsteak.
Charlie?
Charlie!
Well, don't you look pretty!
Papa, how could you?
How could I what?
It's no wonder
I never have any callers.
- Oh, now, wait a minute.
- People are afraid to come here.
I didn't hurt the young sap.
Sap?
Charlie Taylor's only
the most popular boy in town.
Oh, here he comes.
Charlie, are you all right?
Sure, he's all right.
Come on, Charlie.
- Thataboy.
- I'm so sorry, Charlie.
There's no serious damage.
He'll have a black eye
for a couple of days.
- Ooh!
- Can I get you something?
I sent for some raw meat.
How about a cold drink, Charlie?
Oh!
Oh, thank you.
Charlie, why don't you sit
in this comfortable chair?
And I'll see if
I can get you some iced tea.
Or would you like
Charlie!
Gee, we're sorry.
We didn't mean to do it.
We told him
to keep his guard up.
You see, Cordy, I had
nothing to do with it.
Didn't you?
Like father, like son.
You're all three the same.
Always having your sport
no matter what.
Always ready for a fight.
Oh, Cordy, we didn't...
Don't touch me.
I'll flatten you!
Cordy.
Cordy, wait.
Blast it!
? Oh,
? I thought I knew you well?
? But now,
? I just can't tell?
? Are you valentine candy
or bo xing gloves??
? Lately you seem
very strange?
? What in the world's
coming over you??
? Everything's starting
to change?
? Are you sonnets by Shelley
or Rover Boys??
? Why are you
suddenly wondering?
? Which kind of someone
are you??
? Is a boy meant to spar with
or gaze at a star with??
? Should you kiss him
or blacken his eye??
? Now, if he buys you roses?
? A right to the nose is really
? You're so lost
in the middle of in-between?
? Is your destiny canvas
or crepe de Chine??
? Will you someday be someone
that somebody loves??
? Are you valentine candy
or...?
? Bo xing gloves??
Mrs. Worth,
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