The Star Page #3

Good evening, Miss Elliot.

Good evening, Mrs. Adams.

I think the door's unlocked.

Your sister and her husband

stopped by. I let them in as usual.

Is that all? Thank you.

I wish that were all.

Mrs. Adams, you have to give me

one more day.

I'd love to give you more time.

But Jones and Company

had me on the carpet again today.

- lf you could let me have just one month...

- Don't they know who I am?

Didn't you tell them that

there's a contract on my agent's desk...

...with just a few minor details

to iron out?

I told them,

but they are an impersonal organization.

You're not Miss Elliot to them.

You're merely the tenant

of number 1257.

But sometimes families are different.

Couldn't you perhaps ask your relatives?

My goodness, Margaret, where you been?

Roy and I gotta get started for Alhambra.

- I didn't know you were coming, Faith.

- It's the first of the month.

Miss Elliot. Don't let it worry you tonight.

We'll talk tomorrow.

You been to some glamour party?

Yeah, I had a ball.

- Hello, Margaret. I was hungry.

- Roy.

Goodness, you seem to have

time for everything...

...except get out to Alhambra.

Mama's been asking after you.

Her hip still hasn't mended.

She's in bed most of the day.

Of course, I'm not complaining,

but, well, with the twins on my hands...

You ought to see those twins, Margaret.

Such great big boys,

growing out of everything.

I haven't bought a stitch

for myself lately, not a stitch.

Why, the cost of shoes alone

for those boys...

I'm afraid I haven't any shoes

for 14-year-old boys.

For heaven's sakes, who was asking?

I was just telling you the family news.

- Aren't you interested?

- I have some interesting family news too.

I've just come from my auction.

You mean you're selling

all those nice things?

I'm not. My creditors are.

I'm bankrupt. Broke. Get it?

Understand?

Well!

Well, my goodness,

I always knew you were extravagant and all.

Whoever needed two Cadillacs

and all those servants and secretaries...

...and always redecorating the house

and such.

But I never said anything,

because you would have gotten mad if I did.

You were making all that money.

I still don't see where it all went.

I'll explain it to you.

I bought the house you're living in.

You promised to pay me back, remember?

And I paid for the birth of the twins,

their clothes...

...their saxophone lessons

and Roy's four operations.

Can I help it

if Roy enjoys poor health?

- And you know what Mother cost me.

- Mama is living with us now.

And I set Roy up in business

after he'd been fired...

...from the job I got him

in the Purchasing Department at the studio.

It was your idea

that he have an antique shop.

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