Housewife (1934) Movie Script
Stir the oatmeal, Jennie.
Stir?
I mean turn, like this.
Turn?
- That's right.
Nan.
- Yes, dear?
Come here a minute, will you.
I don't need a shave this morning, do I?
Of course you do.
Darling, don't wear that
suit until it's pressed.
What's the matter with it?
Those trousers look as if
you were going to jump.
Alright. I'll change into my other suit.
But you're making me late.
You know that, don't you?
Oh, that girl.
It has burnt.
Jennie, I told you a hundred times to
put enough water in the double boiler.
[ Buzzer ]
Go on. Answer that.
Good morning, madam.
Do you know how much gas
you waste every month?
Is that so?
Anywhere from two to
three dollars' worth.
Now, with this little device you
can cut your gas bills in half.
Say again please.
What is it?
- Madam.
Know how much gas you waste each month?
Not a bit.
I think you'll find you do.
This little device...
Sorry. But I've tried all those
things and they don't help a bit.
Believe me, I know. Excuse me.
- But madam, if you just listen to me.
If you will listen just a...
- No good.
Breakfast ready?
- Coming right up.
[ Telephone ]
Darling, will you answer that?
- I can't. I am late already.
Jennie. Bring the
breakfast in, will you.
Hello?
Yes. This is Mrs Reynolds.
Oh.
Darling, didn't you send in the payment
on the washing machine this month?
No. I didn't.
Tell them we'll send it next month.
Hello. We'll send it Wednesday sure.
Yes.
Goodbye.
It is always something.
$175 a month doesn't go very
far these days, does it.
You're telling me dear.
- Where is Buddy?
Buddy.
Where is he?
In the cellar.
- In the cellar?
What is he doing there?
Buddy.
Buddy.
Buddy.
- Yes, mother?
What are you doing down there?
- Nothing.
Come right upstairs this minute.
- Yes, mother.
I might have known it.
Another stray dog.
Honey, hasn't mother told you not to
drag home every dog in the neighborhood?
But he was hungry.
And he is a swell dog.
I know, but just the same
you have to put him outside.
Oh, mother. Please let me keep this one?
Come on, Nan. Why don't
you let him keep this one?
He's not a bad looking mutt.
Please, mama.
Please, mama.
I guess I am outvoted.
Alright, Jennie.
Give him that lamb bone.
Now you run along and wash up
before you come to the table.
I already washed once this morning.
Don't argue. You do as mother says.
All I do around here is wash.
Come on, mutt.
He is all boy.
You bet he is. You know, I think
every kid ought to have a dog.
Believe me, I had one.
- Yes, dear. You told me all about that.
There's that faucet in the sink again.
I thought you were going to fix it.
- You didn't bring me any washers.
Darling, I haven't got time
to bother with these details.
You shouldn't ask me. You know that
I'm busy at the office all day long.
The house is your job.
- Well, I have sent for the plumber.
Here. I rubbed it off.
Yes, dear.
Can my dog eat breakfast with us?
- No.
You have the morning to play with him.
See what you can do to this oatmeal.
I am getting tired of oatmeal.
What are you going
to call your dog, son?
Well.
He is a special kind of a dog.
I guess I will call him Peggygreed.
Peggygreed?
- You mean 'pedigreed'.
Maybe I'll just call him Peggy.
He's not exactly that kind
of a dog but it will do.
Well, I've got to rise and shine.
Bye, sonny.
There is probably a bunch of people
waiting for me at the office right now.
Bye, dear.
- Bye.
Goodbye.
The plumber. He come.
- He would.
Good morning, Mr Simmons.
That faucet is dripping again.
It's the alkali in the water, ma'am.
It eats the washers.
I thought only acid ate rubber.
Yes, ma'am. Acid and alkali both.
Well.
Yoo-hoo.
Well, if it isn't Dora the
favorite sister-in-law.
What are you all dressed up for?
Don't you know it's 'Dollar-Day'?
Get your things on. We'll go shopping.
I have a lot to do. Tomorrow is Sunday
and I have to get the house cleaned up.
You fuss too much.
I have to finish this cake
and order my groceries.
I wonder what to do for Sunday dinner.
The delicatessen cooks my Sunday dinner.
George will eat ham and
potato salad and like it.
Anyway, he'll eat it.
I think I'll have a leg of lamb.
That's about the best.
Chicken is so high now.
Beef is always so tough.
I say, the worse you treat a
husband the more they like it.
You have your system and I have mine.
Anyhow. Sunday wouldn't be Sunday
if we didn't have a leg of lamb.
That's how it is over at
our house, Mrs Reynolds.
I always say to the wife it ain't
Sunday without a good leg of lamb.
Very interesting.
Yeah. Well.
That faucet won't leak again.
- That's what you said the last time.
This time I'm in deadly earnest.
How much do I owe you?
Two dollars.
- Two dollars?
It only took you a few minutes.
Yes. But lady.
Just look at the cost of
my preliminary education.
And training.
Think of the years I have
put in learning my profession.
And getting a reputation.
Bunk.
No, ma'am. It ain't bunk.
Just look at the time I studied so
that I could get good enough...
So as to charge two dollars.
For just fixing a water faucet.
Now for instance.
Say you go to a good doctor.
Say, a kidney specialist.
Alright. You win. I'm sold. Charge it.
Yes, ma'am. Well.
Goodbye, Mrs Reynolds.
I hope your leg of lamb
turns out alright.
Thank you.
I made a big mistake.
I should have married a plumber.
Cheer up. You may yet.
Says you.
Gee, I wish I had somebody
to do my dishes.
I told George to do them before he left
this morning but he sneaked out on me.
Well.
Lincoln might have freed the slaves but
he didn't do much for the housewife.
And that's where he showed good sense.
Goodbye.
- Goodbye, Dora.
Don't spend all your money in one place.
- I won't.
Jennie, when you finish put the clothes
out to soak. Buddy hasn't a clean suit.
[ Bang! ]
Buddy.
I guess it broke.
Daddy's new radio.
And we haven't even made
the second payment.
I just wanted to see if
it really had eight tubes.
[ Buzzer ]
How do you do.
I am calling to register voters.
You're Mrs William Reynolds, aren't you?
- Yes.
I don't believe you've registered yet.
- No. I haven't.
Occupation?
Just a housewife.
- Housewife.
Hasn't Mr Wilson come in yet?
- I haven't seen him.
Nah. That's bad.
That is bad.
Mr Reynolds, I am all out of notebooks.
Miss Finch, I wish you wouldn't
bother me with these details.
Just take a quarter from the
petty cash and buy some.
Thank you, Mr Reynolds.
That will be all, Miss Finch.
That will be all.
Greetings, boys and girls.
How do you do?
Also, how have you been?
Oh.
Hiya, chief.
George, I suppose you realize
you are half an hour late again.
I object, Your Honor.
It is only 29 minutes.
Seriously, George.
You're putting me in a spot.
As much as I hate to do it I'm
afraid I must report you.
Go right ahead, pal. No hard feelings.
Yes. I know George.
But after all, you're Nan's brother.
And our little white cottages
stand side by side.
[ Buzzer ]
Reynolds, my trip to New York
was a howling success.
I've landed the Duprey Cosmetic account.
Not bad, eh?
I have to hand it to you, Mr Blake.
I also grabbed a star copywriter.
Patricia Berkeley.
She has been writing the
Duprey copy in New York.
She comes to work on Monday.
Have you got an office for her?
Yes. That corner office is vacant.
The corner office?
What do you think she is, a clerk?
This woman gets $25,000 a year.
Twenty-five thousand?
Certainly. Move Thomas out of the big
office. You can put him in the corner.
Yes, sir.
Get new furniture for her.
Doll the place up.
Yes.
[ Buzzer ]
Yes?
Mr Paul Duprey calling.
Send him right in.
What is this?
- The time sheet.
You notice some boys came in late again.
For the love of Mike, Reynolds.
Don't annoy me with petty things.
That's your job.
What do you think I pay you for?
Hello Paul. How are you?
Very well, thanks.
- I'm glad to see you.
Fly? Or train from New York?
I flew.
Sit there, Paul.
You'll find it comfortable.
Thank you.
Smoke?
Yes. Much obliged.
Well.
This is Reynolds, our office manager.
Mr Duprey.
How do you do Mr Reynolds.
- Pleased to meet you.
Paul, I've a great advertising campaign
ready for this new Skin Food of yours.
I hope it's great enough to make a few
million women pay $5.00 a jar for it.
Larmes des Anges.
'Tears of the Angels'.
It is a magnificent label, Paul.
Confidentially, Paul.
Is this stuff any good?
It ought to be.
It's made of the finest mutton
tallow the stockyards can produce.
Well, am I fired?
The old man was pretty sore.
But I talked him out of it.
What's the matter, Bill? You look down.
Did Blake ball you out about something?
Every time I go in there he
balls me out. Now listen.
For the last 5 years I've
wanted to take a poke at him.
Why not tell him what
he can do with his job?
Do you think I won't?
I've half a mind to do it right now.
That's the way to talk.
I'm not afraid of Blake
or a million Blakes.
Reynolds, come in here and take these
Duprey estimates and step on it.
Yes, Mr Blake. Yes, sir.
Dad.
Hello, Mr Reynolds.
How was Sunday School?
Alright.
Dad. Was Gabriel the
boss of all the angels?
Did your Sunday school teacher say so?
Yep. That's what she said.
Well, she is right.
He was the head man.
Talking about angels, where is my dog?
Oh, Bill.
How about sticking to one station?
- Well, there's nothing good on.
There. That sounds good.
Remember that?
- Sure.
Our honeymoon.
That Italian orchestra used to play it.
Remember they had on funny
green suits with gold braid?
I will never forget them.
And that cute little outdoor restaurant.
Where we used to have wine
with our dinner every night.
Those summer nights.
It was lovely.
Moonlight on the water.
Wasn't it wonderful, Bill?
Yep.
Atlantic City is a swell place.
Yoo-hoo.
Hello kinfolks.
What do you think?
- Let me tell it, woman. Let me tell it.
Do you know what happened to me?
- The most wonderful thing.
Wait a minute. Let me tell it.
Well, go on and tell it.
- I am telling it.
What is it all about, George?
Folks.
You now gaze upon the first
assistant radio contact man...
Of the Seagrave Advertising Agency.
And he gets a 20-dollar raise.
How wonderful.
- Boy.
That is a raise. What I mean.
So, I've been late to work every
morning this week, have I?
Do you think I was out getting my
hair styled? The answer is 'no'.
I was out looking for a better job.
And did I get it?
The answer is 'yes'.
Gee, George. That's swell.
Shows what the old personality will do.
- Come. We'll tell the Johnsons.
And the Drakes.
- We'll be seeing you.
I can't tell you how happy I am, George.
- Thanks, Sis.
And many of them.
A 20-dollar raise.
He is making $160 a month.
Why, he'll be making more than I am.
Gee, the luck of some people.
It isn't luck.
It is self-confidence and push.
You have been reading
those success magazines.
I don't have to.
Why, George hasn't got
one tenth your brains.
I don't care if he is my brother.
But he isn't afraid to take a chance.
And you are.
You haven't had a raise in five years.
You're getting in a rut.
- In a rut?
I got a steady job when millions of guys
pound the pavements looking for work.
We are getting along alright.
I know.
Do you think 'getting along' is enough?
- No.
Just because George
accidentally got a break.
Remember when we were first married.
The big plans we had.
The home we were going to buy.
Our trip to Europe.
And then there is Buddy.
He'll be grown up before we realize it.
We want to send him to college.
Well, this country is full of college
graduates and what are they doing?
Selling insurance.
- That doesn't prove a thing.
It's men who take a chance
occasionally that get ahead.
So you think I am a flop, eh?
No. I don't, honey. You know I don't.
You certainly sound like it.
Dinner is ready.
Alright, Jennie.
Come on, honey. Let's forget it.
There goes that faucet again.
It's the alkali that eats the
washers, so the plumber said.
Leg of lamb again?
And dripping faucets.
I broke dish.
Excuse, please.
This way, Miss Berkeley.
This is your office, Miss Berkeley.
I hope it's satisfactory.
It's mighty pretty country round here.
- Glad you like it. We did our best.
Well, an office is just an office.
Besides.
I won't be in it so much.
- You won't?
Don't worry.
I get my best ideas in the bathtub.
Well, if you'd like the office moved
to your bathroom just let me know.
That is an idea. I think you've
stumbled on something big there.
If you need anything Miss Berkeley, just
call Bill Reynolds the office manager.
Bill Reynolds?
- Yes.
I once knew a boy by that name.
Went to school with him here in Chicago.
I didn't know you'd been
here to Chicago before.
Been here? Say, I was born
and raised on the south side.
I tasted Illinois Central cinders until
I escaped to New York five years ago.
And the rolling stone rolled home again.
I wonder if it's the same Reynolds.
He was a senior and I was a freshman.
Well, what did he look like?
The big football-hero type.
We went to the old
Hyde Park high school.
He had all the girls' hearts
going pit-a-pat including mine.
He was so awfully good-looking.
That lets our Reynolds out.
Yes. My Reynolds is probably...
Running guns into South America
or hunting emeralds in Siam.
He was one of those men born
to live a glamorous life.
I want you to be quite at
home here, Miss Berkeley.
Just call me any time and...
Don't stand on ceremony.
Thanks. I never do.
- Good luck.
Yes?
Is this the office manager?
Yes.
This is Miss Berkeley.
My office needs some managing.
Will you bring me an ashtray
and a waste basket.
And some matches.
Certainly, Miss Berkeley. Right away.
[ Door knocks ]
Come in.
Bill Reynolds.
Ruth. Ruth Smith.
That's out. I am Patricia Berkeley now.
It sounds better for a copywriter.
- What?
You've changed a lot, Ruth.
Pat. I mean Miss Berkeley.
Kinda gone up in the world, haven't you?
I've done alright.
I suddenly found out I had some
brains and decided to use them.
I...
I've sent out for your
waste paper basket.
They have nice ashtrays
in your shop, haven't they.
Yes. It's a very efficiently
run company.
Thanks.
Still married to Nan?
You bet I am.
- I'm dying to see her.
She'll be glad to see you too.
Did you ever get married?
No.
By the way, Nan is
downtown shopping today.
She's having lunch with me.
You mean she's going
to have lunch with me.
Will she be surprised.
Waiter.
Yes, madame?
This isn't the dressing I ordered.
But madame, it is A La Maurice
made with Sauternes.
I prefer it made with Chablis.
Very well, madame.
I am sorry. I will change it.
I thought it was delicious.
It isn't half as good as it is at
the Maison Sauvage in Paris.
Cigarette?
- No thanks.
Eight years can make a
lot of difference, can't it.
The last time I saw you we'd
just graduated from high school.
A couple of silly kids.
Silly, is right.
Now you are a big success.
Here you are living at
the best hotel in town.
I haven't been to this
place since I was married.
Bill hasn't exactly...
Set the world on fire, has he?
He isn't doing so badly for these times.
At least we're not in debt much.
Always a good sport, Nan.
It isn't that. I happen
to be in love with Bill.
I can understand that.
I was too. Once.
Is that why you went to New York?
Because I married Bill?
Of course.
I often wondered about that.
Well, I wasn't going to carry
the torch around here, so I...
Shipped my burning
heart to New York and...
Well, I carved a career for myself.
To put the fire out.
And I have to shop in bargain basements.
You're happy, aren't you?
Very. And you?
No kicks. No complaints.
So she thinks I'm getting fat, huh?
And she is right.
What do you mean?
Look at the bay window starting.
You can hardly see it.
Why not take some exercise?
Darling, after a hard day at the office?
You know, with it all on my shoulders.
I certainly don't feel very energetic.
No. I guess not.
It's a shame too.
Pat and I were talking today about what
a grand football player you used to be.
I am getting sick and tired of
hearing about what Pat said.
This is great stuff.
Where did you get that?
Pat treated me to a jar
this afternoon, shopping.
Wasn't it sweet of her?
- No. The darned stuff is fake anyhow.
I am in a position to know.
Why Bill, it couldn't be.
They charge five dollars a jar.
You've been reading the ads again.
Now, they wouldn't dare charge
that much if it wasn't any good.
You're just like all the other women.
Just because a thing costs more money...
You think it will be good.
Then if that's true, why not
charge ten dollars a jar?
Ten dollars?
Say, darling.
That's a great idea.
I think I will tell Blake
about it in the morning.
There's that faucet again.
Come in.
Pardon me. You are busy.
Come on in, Bill. We're almost through.
You have caught the idea
perfectly, Miss Berkeley.
This is just what we want.
What is it, Reynolds?
You see, Mr Blake.
I thought of a great idea last night
and I am sure you can use it.
If women will pay five dollars
a jar for Duprey's cream...
Why won't they pay ten dollars?
What's it with you, Reynolds?
Are you drunk?
Now wait a minute, Mr Blake.
Here is the angle.
Keep charging five dollars
for the original stuff.
That's exactly what
Duprey intends to do.
Right. But it was my
idea to have two kinds.
Single and double strength.
Put different labels on the
double-strength and charge ten for them.
Reynolds, you stick to your job.
Mind your papers and pencils
and we'll mind the ideas.
Go away. I am busy.
Just another clerk who
thinks he is an executive.
My Reynolds. You're not leaving?
Why not?
Well, it is only four-thirty.
You're leaving early,
ain't you Mr Reynolds?
Yep.
You don't generally leave until
five-thirty. I hope you ain't sick.
I am sick about a lot of things.
Listen, darling. I've wanted you
to get this mad for a long time.
You must take that big step sometime.
What's the matter with right now?
What big step?
- Quit that job. Start in for yourself.
You know about the advertising business.
It takes more than brains to
run an advertising agency.
A little nerve.
Yes. And plenty of money.
Say darling, where did you get all that?
Seventeen hundred and forty-two dollars.
And 39 cents.
The reward of five years of
shopping in bargain basements.
And roast leg of lamb on a Sunday.
Darling, you are wonderful.
What do you say?
This will last us for six months.
By that time, if we flop, well...
We've been broke before.
Boy, I would certainly like
to show that guy Blake.
You and me both.
Well?
It's a bet.
- Now you're talking.
Good morning, Mrs Reynolds.
- Morning, Miss Martin.
Is Mr Reynolds busy?
- Busy? He must be worn out.
He's been arguing with that
Krueger fellow an hour and a half.
Oh dear. And I wanted to see him.
Mr Krueger, I promise you.
No. I guarantee you.
That the Krueger pork sausage
will become a household word.
From the rock-bound coast of Maine
to the sunny shores of California.
Yes, I know. Promises.
Guarantees. Guarantees. Promises.
That's the way Blake always talks.
But it isn't talk with us, Mr Krueger.
We actually get results.
Come on, Mr Krueger.
Give us a chance to prove it.
Here.
Have another cigar, Mr Krueger.
I'm afraid I get indigestion.
That is five already.
So what do you say, Mr Krueger?
Well.
I wish I wouldn't smoke
so many of your cigars.
Then I could say 'no' easier.
Now, Mr Krueger.
You are an intelligent man.
That I admit.
And you make the best pork
sausages in the country.
There's an inspiration in your product.
Great music inspires violinists.
Beautiful sunsets inspire painters.
And the Krueger Pork Sausage Company
would be an everlasting inspiration...
To the William H. Reynolds
Company to do something fine.
Something outstanding.
Something to inspire the 125 million
citizens of this country.
To become pork-sausage conscious.
A pork sausage ain't got no conscience.
And why should the fiddle player
perspire and the sun shine...?
That's the great problem with
all you advertisement fellows.
A lot of talk and expense
but no results.
[ Telephone ]
This is Mr Reynolds speaking.
Who?
The Schnitzer Sausage Company?
It is me, Bill. Nan.
Don't you understand?
You talk to as though I were
a rival sausage account.
Pretend I am Mr Schnitzer.
Oh, hello Mr Schnitzer.
You want an appointment?
Well.
I'm afraid I am very
busy right now, but...
I think I could manage to give
you a few minutes... say...
Tomorrow at four.
Schnitzer? Listen.
Don't have nothing to do with Schnitzer.
Don't even let him
come into your office.
He wants to spend $50,000 advertising.
He wants to spend?
You'll get in trouble, sure.
You know what he puts in his sausages?
- It is irreverent.
No. He don't use that.
But he does put in the
scum of the earth.
Hello?
Mr Schnitzer, I think I'll
have to call you back.
I'm too busy to talk right now.
He wants to advertise?
He wants to steal my business
from me. That's what it is.
Alright, I'll show him how to advertise.
That is great. That is swell.
That is of course, if you wouldn't mind
taking such a small account like mine.
Mr Krueger, it may be small right now.
But remember.
That great oaks from little acorns grow.
That is fine. That sounds like poetry.
Maybe we can use that?
- Why not?
We make some little acorns grow.
Acorns grow.
What's that you said again?
Great oaks from little acorns grow.
The contracts will be ready
in the morning, Mr Krueger.
Send them over to my office.
You know my address.
Here.
Take this to smoke on your way home.
I don't think I ought to take it.
But I will.
I beg your pardon. That's broken.
Take this one.
Thank you.
Say, Reynolds. Give the
broken one to Schnitzer.
Did it work?
I am wringing wet. Boy, what a session.
He wouldn't sign?
- What do you mean, he wouldn't sign?
I had to give him both
barrels but he's in the bag.
Our first account.
Put it there. Congratulations, partner.
Miss Martin, make a note
of this before I forget it.
Great oaks from little acorns grow.
It looks alright.
Sure.
But what good does it do?
Don't be discouraged, Bill.
We are just starting.
Starting?
In business six months and
just one little measly account.
I know. But Rome wasn't built in a day.
Yes.
With all the bills we owe, how
can I help but be discouraged.
What is the use of kidding ourselves?
The Reynolds Advertising Agency
is heading for the last round up.
It seems a shame.
After the swell start we had.
I wonder if Blake would
give me back my old job.
You can't do that, Bill.
I won't let you.
As a matter of fact, I'd like to see him
this afternoon to sound him out, but...
When Duprey is in town
you can't get hear Blake.
Duprey?
- Hmm.
Say, how long has his contract
with Blake got to run?
It expires sometime this month I think.
Why?
Bill Reynolds, there's no reason in the
world why you can't get that account.
The Duprey Cosmetic account?
Sure. Why not?
Do you realize they spend a million
dollars a year on advertising?
And a five percent agency
commission is fifty thousand.
The Reynolds family could buy
an awful lot of groceries.
There isn't a Chinaman's chance.
Blake is bound to set him
up on a long-term contract.
What's the idea?
I just feel like having a drink.
Want one?
Darling, you never drink unless
we're at a party or something.
Maybe this is 'something'.
I am going right over to the
hotel to put salt on his tail.
You know what I'd tell him if it was me?
- What?
Now, you are him. See?
I am you.
That's right. That's right.
Strong, see.
Look here, Duprey.
If a woman will pay five dollars a jar
for Larmes des Anges she'll pay... ten.
It all depends on the
way you are advertising.
Women think it's good because
you charge five dollars.
But if you charge ten dollars...
They will think it is twice as good.
That's what I would tell him.
You don't have to tell me what to
tell him. I know what to tell him.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
And I'd say: 'Duprey'.
'You're a fool to let
Blake keep your account'.
Why, he hasn't had an original
idea since Taft was president.
Don't worry.
I'll tell that fellow plenty.
And don't forget. You see him. See him
if you have to break the door down.
Yes. I will break every door in
the place if I don't see him.
And don't forget, tell him.
Listen, this is important.
I've got to see him.
But I told you, sir.
Mr Duprey is not in.
Quit stalling. Go on, ring
his room. Ring his room.
Mr Duprey.
I have an idea for you.
- I beg your pardon.
I am Reynolds of the William H.
Reynolds Company. Advertising.
See Samuel Blake.
He handles all my advertising.
That is the trouble with it.
Mr Duprey, I've a marvellous idea.
Don't bother me.
- It will only take me a minute.
I tell you I can double your business
if you'll just give me a chance.
Quickly, driver.
Taxi. Taxi.
Follow that car and
don't spare the horses.
Mr Duprey.
Mr Duprey.
If you just give me a few minutes...
- Will you stop bothering me.
Please, Mr Duprey.
- You are such a pest.
How did you get in here?
Two dollars looks awfully
big to a chambermaid.
I'll give you ten dollars to get out
of here and stop pestering me.
Duprey, you are a fool.
I beg your pardon.
I mean, you let Blake
handle your business.
Half the time he doesn't
know what day it is.
He hasn't had an original idea
since Taft was president.
I suspected that myself.
I don't suspect. I know.
It takes his whole big organisation
to rectify silly mistakes.
I should know.
I used to belong to the organisation.
I think I know now why you got fired.
Who got fired? I resigned.
I opened my own agency
and put Blake out of business.
And speaking of business.
How would you like to
double your profits?
I don't think I'd mind.
Right. You charge five dollars
a jar for Larmes des Anges.
Go right on doing it. But.
But add another jar. Mark it 'double
strength' and use a different label.
And charge ten dollars.
And with a smart advertising
campaign, you can't miss.
You know, that's just
crazy enough to work.
Could you do with a drink?
- I can do miracles.
I see. Is that so?
Bill, what happened?
I have met the enemy and he is mine.
You really got to talk to him?
Talk to him? Say, listen.
Paul and I are buddies.
He's the best friend
I've got in the world.
What?
I am telling you.
I signed him to a 2-year contract.
Darling, that's marvellous.
That's wonderful.
But he wouldn't sign unless I got
Pat Berkeley to write his copy.
So I went over to her place
and got her out of bed.
And I signed her to a contract.
You didn't? Honestly?
Well, I don't know how
honest it is but I got her.
And I'm paying her a hundred dollars
a week more than Blake paid her.
Oh boy. Wait until Blake finds out.
Yeah. I hope he does. I hope he does.
And the sooner the better.
I hope he gets tough because I'd
like to punch him right on the nose.
By the way, dear.
I stopped by next door and I hired
George as our office manager.
You know, honey.
I just discovered tonight what has
been the matter with me for years.
What?
I don't drink enough.
Mr Reynolds is in conference.
But I came all the way from
Seattle for this appointment.
I'll inform him when you can see him.
- I've waited an hour for Mr Reynolds.
I won't wait an hour.
If I can't see him now there's plenty
of other advertising agencies in town.
I'll see what can be done.
Mr Wilson.
Yes? They're pressed for time?
They are in a rush?
Why didn't you say so?
Hold them there and I will be right out.
You can't go in there now.
Good old George.
The boss's watchdog.
- No, no. I am serious.
He's up to his ears in a big conference.
- Tell him to pull his ears in.
Not another minute.
An apology is in order plus a little
explanation. You see, Mr Reynolds...
Very unexpectedly received a
visit from his board of directors.
Big things are going on in there.
Don't worry Paul, because I'm
sure you are going to like it.
Hello, darling. I thought you'd gone.
I'll see you to the car.
- Never mind. I know you're very busy.
Allow me. I am going anyway.
Thanks. We'll get
together in a day or so.
Goodbye, darling.
- See you tonight dear.
Bill, there's a couple of cash
customers waiting outside and...
And Miss Berkeley wants to see you.
Stall the customers a little longer.
I will see Miss Berkeley first.
Say, you're harder to get
to than the president.
I've tried to crash
your gate all morning.
Sorry. I was tied up.
What do you think of it?
I think 'discriminating' would be a
better word here than 'particular'.
You are right.
The change is amazing.
I only changed one word.
- I don't mean that.
I mean you.
In the last few months.
This is a... very interesting layout.
What is funny?
Oh, everything.
I was just thinking what a
crush I used to have on you.
When I was a freshman in pinafores
and you were a football star.
You've done a little changing yourself.
When we went to school, you were...
- Go on, Bill. Say it.
I was a freckle-faced brat
in 98-cent dresses and...
Cotton stockings.
What did you ever do
about those freckles?
Made them vanish with Larmes des Anges.
I bet that dress didn't cost 98 cents.
Gabrelli models start at a $1.15.
And those cotton stockings?
Gone the way of all flesh.
Only her fairy prince didn't turn
out to be an advertising man.
Say, Pat.
Why can't we have luncheon?
Come in.
Chief, those two guys are still waiting.
One is from Seattle. He's going to put
on his roller-skates and go back.
Alright.
We will...
Have to have another
little conference about this.
Whenever you say, Mr Reynolds.
My, my, my.
Is this a ducky house
or is it a ducky house?
I'm glad you like it, Dora.
And the furniture is scrumptious.
Perfect.
Except that table.
There. That's the way it ought to be.
I used to study interior decorating.
By mail.
I remember. You used to borrow
stamps to mail in your lessons.
That's right.
Bolton.
- Yes, madam?
You may serve tea now.
- Yes, madam.
Why don't you make him
wear those cute knee pants?
Dora.
You and George won't disappoint us
Friday night with the big housewarming?
A housewarming? Try and keep us away.
That is Buddy.
The Great Lakes Military Academy.
Hmm.
What a long tail our cat has.
Dreadfully expensive.
And a lot of nonsense I think.
But you know how Bill is about Buddy.
Even the best isn't good enough.
Mom home?
- Mother is in the living room, sir.
Bolton. Forget this 'sir'.
Just call me Buddy.
Yes, sir.
Bolton, you are too polite to be human.
Yes, sir.
Hello darling.
How is my big boy?
Say, mom.
Aren't you going to kiss your aunt Dora?
Is daddy home?
- Not yet.
He's coming home for dinner, isn't he?
You know daddy works
every Wednesday night.
Last night wasn't Wednesday
and he had to work.
That just happened.
Oh, mother.
Daddy is always at that office.
Run along and get dressed for dinner.
- Oh, alright.
Goodbye, aunt Dora.
- Goodbye.
He is at the office, huh?
The minute they get a
bankroll they are all alike.
You poor darling.
Don't be foolish, Dora.
Being the boss isn't like
working for salary, you know.
You can't watch the clock when
you're responsible for everything.
A big business doesn't run itself.
I'm giving you some advice, Nan.
If they pull the 'night work' gag,
they're up to something.
Bill isn't like that.
They're all that way.
Working day and night.
The same old alibis.
Believe me, I know all the answers.
I am afraid you just have
a suspicious nature, Dora.
Yeah. Backed up by years
of sad experience.
Listen, Dora. This is all very silly.
Bill hasn't the time, the energy nor
the inclination to be playing around.
Have another cup of tea.
My fine Japanese instinct
tells me you are a prize sap.
I would love another cup of tea.
Better than the sandwiches
and coffee at the office?
If I said no I would be an awful liar.
What is the matter, mother?
Nothing.
Eat your carrots, dear.
Can I phone daddy after dinner?
I wouldn't bother daddy at the office.
Eat your carrots.
They make you big and strong.
I don't like carrots.
But I will eat them.
The right way to top
off a perfect dinner.
Napoleon brandy.
- The real thing.
If Napoleon drank that stuff
the waiter served us last night...
No wonder he lost the
battle of Waterloo.
Last night.
And now tonight.
It is getting to be a habit.
A nice one if you ask me.
Sure. But...
That old devil conscience
is knocking at my door.
Tell him nobody is home.
He keeps right on knocking.
If it's that serious.
You run right along home to ma.
Don't take that attitude, Pat.
- After this we work at the office.
I didn't mean it that way.
- You don't have to apologise to me.
I know you like a book.
- It's just that I happen to...
You just happen to be
provincial and I am not.
I believe every man is an individual.
The fact you're married shouldn't
interfere with friendships. Come on.
Come on little boy.
There is no argument.
I agree with you a hundred percent.
- You didn't say that a minute ago.
Pat.
I can't tell you what these last
few months have meant to me.
I consider our friendship one of the
finest things to ever come into my life.
Do you, Bill?
You know I do.
You get better results, Bill, if you put
the sugar in first before you stir it.
Was Pat at the office last night too?
What prompted that remark?
Just routine feminine curiosity.
Say, what is this, a cross-examination?
If it is, the defendant is
certainly acting guilty.
You weren't at the
office, were you Bill?
You were out with Pat.
- Well, suppose I was?
Is that a crime?
Can't a man have any friends just
because he happens to be married?
There is no ordinary friendship between
a married man and a woman like Pat.
You are just an old-fashioned housewife.
Listen.
This is an age of individuality and
it's about time you found it out.
I am finding it out, Bill.
I am.
Being taken care of, Mr Krueger?
Everything is wonderful.
You don't need to take care of me.
I'm having a fine time at your party.
Good. How about a cigar?
I have a special brand
made up for me in Cuba.
I can hardly wait to try it.
Bolton. Some cigars please.
It smells like a Peruna Cigaro.
A Cigaro Peruna.
It smells like a good cigar.
I am glad you like it.
- Yes.
I like your party.
Is that all you've got to tell me?
I could tell you something else.
Cigarettes?
- Oh. Thank you.
Oh. I am sorry.
That's what I want.
One of those pancakes.
Pancakes? George, I am ashamed of you.
You are insulting the finest
Is nothing but a pansy pancake.
What are you kicking me for?
Was that you? Oh, pardon me.
This had better be good.
Won't you have one, Paul?
- No, thanks. I've had four already.
Mom.
Mom.
Her master's voice.
Darling, what are you doing down here?
Mom, I can't sleep.
I don't think anyone could
sleep with all this noise.
You'll catch cold, darling.
Run upstairs to bed. Quick.
Come on. Tuck me in.
Be a good sport.
Alright, darling.
- May I come too?
Yes. If you like.
Where did you get that bun?
It's not a bun. It's a pancake.
A pretty swell world tonight, isn't it.
That's the boy.
There. Go to sleep.
I'll change this for something to eat.
What?
And have you screaming with
the collywobbles all night?
Forget it young man.
Goodnight, dear.
Goodnight, mom.
Goodnight, Mr Duprey.
I hope you have a good time.
Thanks. Goodnight, old chap.
We'll see they keep quiet so
you can get some sleep.
Goodnight.
You know, I've been
a bachelor all my life.
Born and brought up in hotels.
And this is the first time
I've ever regretted it.
Very interesting.
We'll have to see if we can't
find you some nice girl.
I have found her already.
Really?
Uhuh.
Yes. I have found her.
But I am just a trifle late.
Shall we go downstairs?
Now let me think. Let me think.
Oh yes. And...
If you give us the proper discount...
You can consider this an order for
half a dozen bottles of black ink.
Got that, Rosabelle?
- Yes, Mr Wilson.
Mr Wilson speaking.
This is Joe Stevens over at WQL.
The rehearsal for the Duprey
program goes on in 15 minutes.
We thought Mr Reynolds
was coming to hear it.
The rehearsal is set for tonight.
That's the final
rehearsal for Mr Duprey.
We always like to get the agency's
okay before the sponsor hears it.
You're right, old man. Absolutely right.
Hang on a second. Is the boss back yet?
No, Mr Wilson. He is still out to lunch.
4:30 and still out to lunch.
This is delightful.
Mr Reynolds is out of the office just
now attending a big conference.
Very important.
I could not disturb him there.
I will do my best.
Gee. That commercial goes on in fifteen
minutes and it's plenty important.
Somebody should hear
it before Duprey does.
Why don't you go, Mr Wilson?
You are awfully good at those things.
You are right, Rosabelle.
As long as we can't find the boss
I might as well do the dirty work.
Harry, have you seen the boss?
- No. I haven't.
I heard him tell his secretary he'd
be tied up most of the afternoon.
I hope this broadcast is going to
be as good as Bill thinks it is.
I hope so too.
George.
You're sure this program
will be alright?
Don't worry, Bill. It's a knock-out.
It will keep you in stitches.
You had better be right.
I haven't even heard the darned thing.
We are all ready, Mr Duprey.
- Go right ahead.
Now.
Good evening, folks. This is the
voice of The Duprey Cosmetic Hour.
Have you got wrinkles in your face?
Duprey puts those wrinkles where
your best friends can't find them.
If your skin isn't as smooth
as a billiard ball...
Run, don't walk to for a
jar of Larmes des Anges.
The magic skin food.
I don't know if I say it right folks.
But it's great stuff no matter
how you pronounce it.
And now we will give you
music lovers a treat.
First, you will hear the golden-voiced
crooner Mike Hathaway.
Former star of the Ajax Brazira.
Who will sing the regular
Duprey Cosmetic song.
And here he is.
"If your skin has got the hue..."
"Of a plate of oyster stew."
"Darling, use cosmetics by Duprey."
"And if the rings around your eyes..."
"Are as big as apple pies."
"Sweetheart, use cosmetics..."
"By Duprey."
"And if the hair on your
head is not so wavy."
"Just give three cheers for
the Army and the Navy."
"And if your lips are as dry as clay."
"Fly the Duprey flag and say..."
"Anchors aweigh."
"And use cosmetics..."
"By Duprey."
Now folks, Here is Rastus and Sambo.
Those inimitable comedians.
Purveyors of Dixie jokes.
Give until it hurts, boys.
Hey, Rastus.
Who's the lady I seen
you with last night?
Lady? That was no lady.
That was a female impersonator.
Boy, you slay me.
You positively kill me.
Sambo, I see you all been
sharpening up your razor lately.
Why, that was no razor.
- No?
No.
That was too awful.
- Now wait a minute, Paul.
It's not artistic but it's the kind
of thing to sell your product.
I don't know about that but I know
I'd much rather not listen to it.
Paul, this is only a rehearsal.
Not too late to make changes.
It's impossible.
Paul, why don't we go up to
the house and talk it over?
I don't think so, Nan.
I am sorry, but I am tired.
I think I'll get some
supper and go to bed.
We can all have supper at our house.
How about it?
It's rather late.
I'll make some.
Does that sound tempting?
But...
- We'll be home in a jiffy.
Alright.
I need something to take the taste
of the broadcast out of my mouth.
I'll have you purring like a cat.
Come along, Pat.
You know, Paul.
Your cosmetics are a luxury product.
They lend themselves to a romantic
program. Don't you agree?
I would agree to almost anything
after that magnificent food.
No. Seriously.
Maybe this program could
have a Parisian atmosphere?
A string orchestra playing
a French serenade.
The feeling of the
boulevards in springtime.
And perhaps a few little
characteristic sketches.
Why not?
We could take our audience
The Ritz bar.
And Longchamp.
That's it.
- Yes.
You know that might be fine.
And afterwards we might use the Riviera.
Nice and Monte Carlo.
Lovely.
You know that's a very good idea.
What do you think of it, Bill?
Won't you have another cup of coffee?
- No thanks.
No thanks.
One-thirty. I must be going.
I am sorry.
- So am I.
Excuse me.
How about it, Pat?
Can I give you a lift?
Why, yes.
Certainly.
I'll help you with your things, Pat.
Thanks, Nan.
It's too bad you weren't
listening, Bill. I was...
I was discussing that radio
program with your wife.
She's got some very interesting angles.
I'll drop in your office
tomorrow to talk it over.
Fine.
Nan is a pretty clever girl.
Yeah.
Perhaps the cleverest
member of your family.
I suppose you think you
are in love with Bill.
Nan, have you any darker powder?
I am sorry.
See if that will do.
- Thanks.
What were you saying?
Oh.
Yes.
Bill and I love each other very much.
What usually happens in these cases?
Sometimes the wife gets
stubborn and puts up a fight.
And then again.
She accepts the inevitable.
If she is smart.
You know, Pat. Most men lose their
heads when they get too much money.
It is like a bad dream.
And they always wake up in the
morning with a very bad hangover.
Sorry, Nan.
If anyone is dreaming.
It must be you.
I am afraid that's a question that
you and I can never decide.
Such a wide difference of opinion.
Well... let's leave it at that.
And see what happens.
We'll see.
There.
I am ready now.
- So am I.
Here we are, Paul.
Night, darling.
See you tomorrow.
Goodnight, Nan. Thanks so
much for a charming evening.
Goodnight.
"And now the first Duprey
Hour comes to an end."
"Next week we will take you
to the Ritz bar in Paris."
"Au revoir until next Thursday."
Well, that's more like it.
It'll sell Duprey which
is the main thing.
You know, when he heard the last
rehearsal he grinned from ear to ear.
One for the book.
Believe it or not, it's the first radio
And the Paris angle was a happy thought.
Nan is a very smart girl.
Yes. She's improved a great
deal in the last year.
I am terribly fond of her.
You know, you're very
understanding, Pat.
Why can't more women be like you?
Well.
Here is to the third angle
of a happy little triangle.
Bill.
What about Nan?
Well, there is no hurry, is there dear?
You've been promising
to tell her for weeks.
Why not get it over with tonight?
I was wondering.
I thought perhaps tomorrow...
Bill. It's like diving into cold water.
The quicker you take the plunge the
sooner you recover from the shock.
You are right.
- I know I am.
I'll let you know what happens.
If you don't call me I'll call you.
- Right. Bye.
Bye.
I've seen this coming.
I've had a lot of time to think it over.
You are just wasting your breath, Bill.
I won't do it.
Why, it's ridiculous
our going on like this.
We're not married and
we're not divorced.
We've been married for a long time.
And we're going to stay that way.
We started from nowhere.
Had a lot of tough sledding.
And through all that
we loved each other.
Now you're a success
you throw me over...
For the first pretty woman you
think you're in love with.
I don't think. I know.
Why can't we talk about this calmly?
Why do you have to cry?
I can't help crying.
About someone you've
laughed with so much.
Just don't get sentimental.
Doesn't Pat ever get sentimental?
We'd better leave her out of this.
I wish we could.
But she is trying to destroy something
that belongs to you and me.
And I'm not going to let her do it.
Quite a while ago.
I told a minister I was taking
you for better or for worse.
And for plenty of those years things
couldn't have been much worse.
And now they're better I'm not
letting a chiseller like her step in.
I see no necessity for you
talking that way about Pat.
She sure doesn't talk
that way about you.
Why should she?
I'm not trying to break up her home.
This gets us nowhere.
Either you divorce me or...
No. Absolutely no.
I am surprised at you.
Trying to hang on to a man
who wants to leave you.
Haven't you got any pride?
Daddy.
Hey, wait a minute.
I haven't seen you since last Sunday.
Pa.
Where are you going?
Buddy!
Buddy darling.
My darling.
Get a doctor. Get a doctor.
Well?
Buddy will pull through alright.
But it will take a long time.
Nan.
You understand that everything
I said downstairs...
I mean about the divorce. It's off.
You were willing to leave me before
this happened to Buddy, weren't you?
Then it's not me you want. It's Buddy.
You can see him as often and as much
as you please after we are divorced.
I find, Bill, that after all
I have got some pride.
Nan, darling. Please.
[ Telephone ]
Hello?
Is Mr Reynolds there?
He will be right over, Pat.
Mr Duprey to see you, madame.
Bring him out here, Bolton.
How are you, Paul?
Always the same. How is Buddy?
He is fine. He started back
to school this morning.
That's great.
May I have one?
Why not?
Have you seen anything of Bill lately?
No.
Not since he moved to the club.
Won't you sit down?
- Thanks.
Your divorce comes up
next month, doesn't it?
No backing out? Huh?
No.
Nan, I am afraid this
is a little premature.
And not quite according to the rules.
But... I am terribly in love with you.
I do wish you would marry me.
Paul, you are sweet.
You haven't answered me.
It is too soon.
My mind is so confused.
I can't think straight.
When it's all over, perhaps...
- There's no hurry.
At least you haven't said 'no'.
Is it true that the actions of the
defendant during this period...
Caused you great mental anguish?
It is.
Is it also true that the defendant on
several occasions spoke sharply to you?
Yes, Your Honor.
And according to the complaint,
this made you extremely nervous?
Well. It did and it didn't.
You see, Judge. I'm inclined
to be nervous at times anyway.
No wonder. After the way I treated her.
And here you say the defendant...
Became extremely irritable and morose.
I certainly did.
Well, anyone can become
irritable temporarily, Bill.
But I had no right to
treat you that way.
I object, Your Honor.
I am sorry, Your Honor.
But my client is unaccustomed
to court procedure.
If you will answer these questions
properly we'll go on with the case.
Did the defendant become
irritable and morose?
Well, Judge.
At times he acted sort-of...
Sort-of like a bad child.
But.
Most men are childish at times.
Darling, please.
Let's call the whole thing off.
I object, Your Honor.
- I object too, Your Honor.
Well, this is a most preposterous and
undignified case I have ever tried.
We have three thousand six hundred and
ninety-nine divorce cases on our diary.
And you people are wasting my time.
Call the next case.
Be a good fellow Paul
and take me to dinner.
Why not?
I am going to drink my dinner.
Straight.
I'll always be two courses ahead of you.
A sort-of consolation
tournament for the losers.
Is mother home?
We don't want to buy anything.
We got everything.
What is it?
I wish to speak to
Mrs William H. Reynolds.
I'm Mrs Reynolds.
I am calling to register voters.
I don't believe you have registered.
No, I haven't.
At least, not in this precinct.
Won't you come in?
- Thank you.
Sit down.
Run along, sweetheart.
That is Mrs 'William H. Reynolds'?
- Yes.
Look alright, darling?
You'll do.
Occupation?
Just a housewife.
- And what a housewife.
..r-o-s..
Stir?
I mean turn, like this.
Turn?
- That's right.
Nan.
- Yes, dear?
Come here a minute, will you.
I don't need a shave this morning, do I?
Of course you do.
Darling, don't wear that
suit until it's pressed.
What's the matter with it?
Those trousers look as if
you were going to jump.
Alright. I'll change into my other suit.
But you're making me late.
You know that, don't you?
Oh, that girl.
It has burnt.
Jennie, I told you a hundred times to
put enough water in the double boiler.
[ Buzzer ]
Go on. Answer that.
Good morning, madam.
Do you know how much gas
you waste every month?
Is that so?
Anywhere from two to
three dollars' worth.
Now, with this little device you
can cut your gas bills in half.
Say again please.
What is it?
- Madam.
Know how much gas you waste each month?
Not a bit.
I think you'll find you do.
This little device...
Sorry. But I've tried all those
things and they don't help a bit.
Believe me, I know. Excuse me.
- But madam, if you just listen to me.
If you will listen just a...
- No good.
Breakfast ready?
- Coming right up.
[ Telephone ]
Darling, will you answer that?
- I can't. I am late already.
Jennie. Bring the
breakfast in, will you.
Hello?
Yes. This is Mrs Reynolds.
Oh.
Darling, didn't you send in the payment
on the washing machine this month?
No. I didn't.
Tell them we'll send it next month.
Hello. We'll send it Wednesday sure.
Yes.
Goodbye.
It is always something.
$175 a month doesn't go very
far these days, does it.
You're telling me dear.
- Where is Buddy?
Buddy.
Where is he?
In the cellar.
- In the cellar?
What is he doing there?
Buddy.
Buddy.
Buddy.
- Yes, mother?
What are you doing down there?
- Nothing.
Come right upstairs this minute.
- Yes, mother.
I might have known it.
Another stray dog.
Honey, hasn't mother told you not to
drag home every dog in the neighborhood?
But he was hungry.
And he is a swell dog.
I know, but just the same
you have to put him outside.
Oh, mother. Please let me keep this one?
Come on, Nan. Why don't
you let him keep this one?
He's not a bad looking mutt.
Please, mama.
Please, mama.
I guess I am outvoted.
Alright, Jennie.
Give him that lamb bone.
Now you run along and wash up
before you come to the table.
I already washed once this morning.
Don't argue. You do as mother says.
All I do around here is wash.
Come on, mutt.
He is all boy.
You bet he is. You know, I think
every kid ought to have a dog.
Believe me, I had one.
- Yes, dear. You told me all about that.
There's that faucet in the sink again.
I thought you were going to fix it.
- You didn't bring me any washers.
Darling, I haven't got time
to bother with these details.
You shouldn't ask me. You know that
I'm busy at the office all day long.
The house is your job.
- Well, I have sent for the plumber.
Here. I rubbed it off.
Yes, dear.
Can my dog eat breakfast with us?
- No.
You have the morning to play with him.
See what you can do to this oatmeal.
I am getting tired of oatmeal.
What are you going
to call your dog, son?
Well.
He is a special kind of a dog.
I guess I will call him Peggygreed.
Peggygreed?
- You mean 'pedigreed'.
Maybe I'll just call him Peggy.
He's not exactly that kind
of a dog but it will do.
Well, I've got to rise and shine.
Bye, sonny.
There is probably a bunch of people
waiting for me at the office right now.
Bye, dear.
- Bye.
Goodbye.
The plumber. He come.
- He would.
Good morning, Mr Simmons.
That faucet is dripping again.
It's the alkali in the water, ma'am.
It eats the washers.
I thought only acid ate rubber.
Yes, ma'am. Acid and alkali both.
Well.
Yoo-hoo.
Well, if it isn't Dora the
favorite sister-in-law.
What are you all dressed up for?
Don't you know it's 'Dollar-Day'?
Get your things on. We'll go shopping.
I have a lot to do. Tomorrow is Sunday
and I have to get the house cleaned up.
You fuss too much.
I have to finish this cake
and order my groceries.
I wonder what to do for Sunday dinner.
The delicatessen cooks my Sunday dinner.
George will eat ham and
potato salad and like it.
Anyway, he'll eat it.
I think I'll have a leg of lamb.
That's about the best.
Chicken is so high now.
Beef is always so tough.
I say, the worse you treat a
husband the more they like it.
You have your system and I have mine.
Anyhow. Sunday wouldn't be Sunday
if we didn't have a leg of lamb.
That's how it is over at
our house, Mrs Reynolds.
I always say to the wife it ain't
Sunday without a good leg of lamb.
Very interesting.
Yeah. Well.
That faucet won't leak again.
- That's what you said the last time.
This time I'm in deadly earnest.
How much do I owe you?
Two dollars.
- Two dollars?
It only took you a few minutes.
Yes. But lady.
Just look at the cost of
my preliminary education.
And training.
Think of the years I have
put in learning my profession.
And getting a reputation.
Bunk.
No, ma'am. It ain't bunk.
Just look at the time I studied so
that I could get good enough...
So as to charge two dollars.
For just fixing a water faucet.
Now for instance.
Say you go to a good doctor.
Say, a kidney specialist.
Alright. You win. I'm sold. Charge it.
Yes, ma'am. Well.
Goodbye, Mrs Reynolds.
I hope your leg of lamb
turns out alright.
Thank you.
I made a big mistake.
I should have married a plumber.
Cheer up. You may yet.
Says you.
Gee, I wish I had somebody
to do my dishes.
I told George to do them before he left
this morning but he sneaked out on me.
Well.
Lincoln might have freed the slaves but
he didn't do much for the housewife.
And that's where he showed good sense.
Goodbye.
- Goodbye, Dora.
Don't spend all your money in one place.
- I won't.
Jennie, when you finish put the clothes
out to soak. Buddy hasn't a clean suit.
[ Bang! ]
Buddy.
I guess it broke.
Daddy's new radio.
And we haven't even made
the second payment.
I just wanted to see if
it really had eight tubes.
[ Buzzer ]
How do you do.
I am calling to register voters.
You're Mrs William Reynolds, aren't you?
- Yes.
I don't believe you've registered yet.
- No. I haven't.
Occupation?
Just a housewife.
- Housewife.
Hasn't Mr Wilson come in yet?
- I haven't seen him.
Nah. That's bad.
That is bad.
Mr Reynolds, I am all out of notebooks.
Miss Finch, I wish you wouldn't
bother me with these details.
Just take a quarter from the
petty cash and buy some.
Thank you, Mr Reynolds.
That will be all, Miss Finch.
That will be all.
Greetings, boys and girls.
How do you do?
Also, how have you been?
Oh.
Hiya, chief.
George, I suppose you realize
you are half an hour late again.
I object, Your Honor.
It is only 29 minutes.
Seriously, George.
You're putting me in a spot.
As much as I hate to do it I'm
afraid I must report you.
Go right ahead, pal. No hard feelings.
Yes. I know George.
But after all, you're Nan's brother.
And our little white cottages
stand side by side.
[ Buzzer ]
Reynolds, my trip to New York
was a howling success.
I've landed the Duprey Cosmetic account.
Not bad, eh?
I have to hand it to you, Mr Blake.
I also grabbed a star copywriter.
Patricia Berkeley.
She has been writing the
Duprey copy in New York.
She comes to work on Monday.
Have you got an office for her?
Yes. That corner office is vacant.
The corner office?
What do you think she is, a clerk?
This woman gets $25,000 a year.
Twenty-five thousand?
Certainly. Move Thomas out of the big
office. You can put him in the corner.
Yes, sir.
Get new furniture for her.
Doll the place up.
Yes.
[ Buzzer ]
Yes?
Mr Paul Duprey calling.
Send him right in.
What is this?
- The time sheet.
You notice some boys came in late again.
For the love of Mike, Reynolds.
Don't annoy me with petty things.
That's your job.
What do you think I pay you for?
Hello Paul. How are you?
Very well, thanks.
- I'm glad to see you.
Fly? Or train from New York?
I flew.
Sit there, Paul.
You'll find it comfortable.
Thank you.
Smoke?
Yes. Much obliged.
Well.
This is Reynolds, our office manager.
Mr Duprey.
How do you do Mr Reynolds.
- Pleased to meet you.
Paul, I've a great advertising campaign
ready for this new Skin Food of yours.
I hope it's great enough to make a few
million women pay $5.00 a jar for it.
Larmes des Anges.
'Tears of the Angels'.
It is a magnificent label, Paul.
Confidentially, Paul.
Is this stuff any good?
It ought to be.
It's made of the finest mutton
tallow the stockyards can produce.
Well, am I fired?
The old man was pretty sore.
But I talked him out of it.
What's the matter, Bill? You look down.
Did Blake ball you out about something?
Every time I go in there he
balls me out. Now listen.
For the last 5 years I've
wanted to take a poke at him.
Why not tell him what
he can do with his job?
Do you think I won't?
I've half a mind to do it right now.
That's the way to talk.
I'm not afraid of Blake
or a million Blakes.
Reynolds, come in here and take these
Duprey estimates and step on it.
Yes, Mr Blake. Yes, sir.
Dad.
Hello, Mr Reynolds.
How was Sunday School?
Alright.
Dad. Was Gabriel the
boss of all the angels?
Did your Sunday school teacher say so?
Yep. That's what she said.
Well, she is right.
He was the head man.
Talking about angels, where is my dog?
Oh, Bill.
How about sticking to one station?
- Well, there's nothing good on.
There. That sounds good.
Remember that?
- Sure.
Our honeymoon.
That Italian orchestra used to play it.
Remember they had on funny
green suits with gold braid?
I will never forget them.
And that cute little outdoor restaurant.
Where we used to have wine
with our dinner every night.
Those summer nights.
It was lovely.
Moonlight on the water.
Wasn't it wonderful, Bill?
Yep.
Atlantic City is a swell place.
Yoo-hoo.
Hello kinfolks.
What do you think?
- Let me tell it, woman. Let me tell it.
Do you know what happened to me?
- The most wonderful thing.
Wait a minute. Let me tell it.
Well, go on and tell it.
- I am telling it.
What is it all about, George?
Folks.
You now gaze upon the first
assistant radio contact man...
Of the Seagrave Advertising Agency.
And he gets a 20-dollar raise.
How wonderful.
- Boy.
That is a raise. What I mean.
So, I've been late to work every
morning this week, have I?
Do you think I was out getting my
hair styled? The answer is 'no'.
I was out looking for a better job.
And did I get it?
The answer is 'yes'.
Gee, George. That's swell.
Shows what the old personality will do.
- Come. We'll tell the Johnsons.
And the Drakes.
- We'll be seeing you.
I can't tell you how happy I am, George.
- Thanks, Sis.
And many of them.
A 20-dollar raise.
He is making $160 a month.
Why, he'll be making more than I am.
Gee, the luck of some people.
It isn't luck.
It is self-confidence and push.
You have been reading
those success magazines.
I don't have to.
Why, George hasn't got
one tenth your brains.
I don't care if he is my brother.
But he isn't afraid to take a chance.
And you are.
You haven't had a raise in five years.
You're getting in a rut.
- In a rut?
I got a steady job when millions of guys
pound the pavements looking for work.
We are getting along alright.
I know.
Do you think 'getting along' is enough?
- No.
Just because George
accidentally got a break.
Remember when we were first married.
The big plans we had.
The home we were going to buy.
Our trip to Europe.
And then there is Buddy.
He'll be grown up before we realize it.
We want to send him to college.
Well, this country is full of college
graduates and what are they doing?
Selling insurance.
- That doesn't prove a thing.
It's men who take a chance
occasionally that get ahead.
So you think I am a flop, eh?
No. I don't, honey. You know I don't.
You certainly sound like it.
Dinner is ready.
Alright, Jennie.
Come on, honey. Let's forget it.
There goes that faucet again.
It's the alkali that eats the
washers, so the plumber said.
Leg of lamb again?
And dripping faucets.
I broke dish.
Excuse, please.
This way, Miss Berkeley.
This is your office, Miss Berkeley.
I hope it's satisfactory.
It's mighty pretty country round here.
- Glad you like it. We did our best.
Well, an office is just an office.
Besides.
I won't be in it so much.
- You won't?
Don't worry.
I get my best ideas in the bathtub.
Well, if you'd like the office moved
to your bathroom just let me know.
That is an idea. I think you've
stumbled on something big there.
If you need anything Miss Berkeley, just
call Bill Reynolds the office manager.
Bill Reynolds?
- Yes.
I once knew a boy by that name.
Went to school with him here in Chicago.
I didn't know you'd been
here to Chicago before.
Been here? Say, I was born
and raised on the south side.
I tasted Illinois Central cinders until
I escaped to New York five years ago.
And the rolling stone rolled home again.
I wonder if it's the same Reynolds.
He was a senior and I was a freshman.
Well, what did he look like?
The big football-hero type.
We went to the old
Hyde Park high school.
He had all the girls' hearts
going pit-a-pat including mine.
He was so awfully good-looking.
That lets our Reynolds out.
Yes. My Reynolds is probably...
Running guns into South America
or hunting emeralds in Siam.
He was one of those men born
to live a glamorous life.
I want you to be quite at
home here, Miss Berkeley.
Just call me any time and...
Don't stand on ceremony.
Thanks. I never do.
- Good luck.
Yes?
Is this the office manager?
Yes.
This is Miss Berkeley.
My office needs some managing.
Will you bring me an ashtray
and a waste basket.
And some matches.
Certainly, Miss Berkeley. Right away.
[ Door knocks ]
Come in.
Bill Reynolds.
Ruth. Ruth Smith.
That's out. I am Patricia Berkeley now.
It sounds better for a copywriter.
- What?
You've changed a lot, Ruth.
Pat. I mean Miss Berkeley.
Kinda gone up in the world, haven't you?
I've done alright.
I suddenly found out I had some
brains and decided to use them.
I...
I've sent out for your
waste paper basket.
They have nice ashtrays
in your shop, haven't they.
Yes. It's a very efficiently
run company.
Thanks.
Still married to Nan?
You bet I am.
- I'm dying to see her.
She'll be glad to see you too.
Did you ever get married?
No.
By the way, Nan is
downtown shopping today.
She's having lunch with me.
You mean she's going
to have lunch with me.
Will she be surprised.
Waiter.
Yes, madame?
This isn't the dressing I ordered.
But madame, it is A La Maurice
made with Sauternes.
I prefer it made with Chablis.
Very well, madame.
I am sorry. I will change it.
I thought it was delicious.
It isn't half as good as it is at
the Maison Sauvage in Paris.
Cigarette?
- No thanks.
Eight years can make a
lot of difference, can't it.
The last time I saw you we'd
just graduated from high school.
A couple of silly kids.
Silly, is right.
Now you are a big success.
Here you are living at
the best hotel in town.
I haven't been to this
place since I was married.
Bill hasn't exactly...
Set the world on fire, has he?
He isn't doing so badly for these times.
At least we're not in debt much.
Always a good sport, Nan.
It isn't that. I happen
to be in love with Bill.
I can understand that.
I was too. Once.
Is that why you went to New York?
Because I married Bill?
Of course.
I often wondered about that.
Well, I wasn't going to carry
the torch around here, so I...
Shipped my burning
heart to New York and...
Well, I carved a career for myself.
To put the fire out.
And I have to shop in bargain basements.
You're happy, aren't you?
Very. And you?
No kicks. No complaints.
So she thinks I'm getting fat, huh?
And she is right.
What do you mean?
Look at the bay window starting.
You can hardly see it.
Why not take some exercise?
Darling, after a hard day at the office?
You know, with it all on my shoulders.
I certainly don't feel very energetic.
No. I guess not.
It's a shame too.
Pat and I were talking today about what
a grand football player you used to be.
I am getting sick and tired of
hearing about what Pat said.
This is great stuff.
Where did you get that?
Pat treated me to a jar
this afternoon, shopping.
Wasn't it sweet of her?
- No. The darned stuff is fake anyhow.
I am in a position to know.
Why Bill, it couldn't be.
They charge five dollars a jar.
You've been reading the ads again.
Now, they wouldn't dare charge
that much if it wasn't any good.
You're just like all the other women.
Just because a thing costs more money...
You think it will be good.
Then if that's true, why not
charge ten dollars a jar?
Ten dollars?
Say, darling.
That's a great idea.
I think I will tell Blake
about it in the morning.
There's that faucet again.
Come in.
Pardon me. You are busy.
Come on in, Bill. We're almost through.
You have caught the idea
perfectly, Miss Berkeley.
This is just what we want.
What is it, Reynolds?
You see, Mr Blake.
I thought of a great idea last night
and I am sure you can use it.
If women will pay five dollars
a jar for Duprey's cream...
Why won't they pay ten dollars?
What's it with you, Reynolds?
Are you drunk?
Now wait a minute, Mr Blake.
Here is the angle.
Keep charging five dollars
for the original stuff.
That's exactly what
Duprey intends to do.
Right. But it was my
idea to have two kinds.
Single and double strength.
Put different labels on the
double-strength and charge ten for them.
Reynolds, you stick to your job.
Mind your papers and pencils
and we'll mind the ideas.
Go away. I am busy.
Just another clerk who
thinks he is an executive.
My Reynolds. You're not leaving?
Why not?
Well, it is only four-thirty.
You're leaving early,
ain't you Mr Reynolds?
Yep.
You don't generally leave until
five-thirty. I hope you ain't sick.
I am sick about a lot of things.
Listen, darling. I've wanted you
to get this mad for a long time.
You must take that big step sometime.
What's the matter with right now?
What big step?
- Quit that job. Start in for yourself.
You know about the advertising business.
It takes more than brains to
run an advertising agency.
A little nerve.
Yes. And plenty of money.
Say darling, where did you get all that?
Seventeen hundred and forty-two dollars.
And 39 cents.
The reward of five years of
shopping in bargain basements.
And roast leg of lamb on a Sunday.
Darling, you are wonderful.
What do you say?
This will last us for six months.
By that time, if we flop, well...
We've been broke before.
Boy, I would certainly like
to show that guy Blake.
You and me both.
Well?
It's a bet.
- Now you're talking.
Good morning, Mrs Reynolds.
- Morning, Miss Martin.
Is Mr Reynolds busy?
- Busy? He must be worn out.
He's been arguing with that
Krueger fellow an hour and a half.
Oh dear. And I wanted to see him.
Mr Krueger, I promise you.
No. I guarantee you.
That the Krueger pork sausage
will become a household word.
From the rock-bound coast of Maine
to the sunny shores of California.
Yes, I know. Promises.
Guarantees. Guarantees. Promises.
That's the way Blake always talks.
But it isn't talk with us, Mr Krueger.
We actually get results.
Come on, Mr Krueger.
Give us a chance to prove it.
Here.
Have another cigar, Mr Krueger.
I'm afraid I get indigestion.
That is five already.
So what do you say, Mr Krueger?
Well.
I wish I wouldn't smoke
so many of your cigars.
Then I could say 'no' easier.
Now, Mr Krueger.
You are an intelligent man.
That I admit.
And you make the best pork
sausages in the country.
There's an inspiration in your product.
Great music inspires violinists.
Beautiful sunsets inspire painters.
And the Krueger Pork Sausage Company
would be an everlasting inspiration...
To the William H. Reynolds
Company to do something fine.
Something outstanding.
Something to inspire the 125 million
citizens of this country.
To become pork-sausage conscious.
A pork sausage ain't got no conscience.
And why should the fiddle player
perspire and the sun shine...?
That's the great problem with
all you advertisement fellows.
A lot of talk and expense
but no results.
[ Telephone ]
This is Mr Reynolds speaking.
Who?
The Schnitzer Sausage Company?
It is me, Bill. Nan.
Don't you understand?
You talk to as though I were
a rival sausage account.
Pretend I am Mr Schnitzer.
Oh, hello Mr Schnitzer.
You want an appointment?
Well.
I'm afraid I am very
busy right now, but...
I think I could manage to give
you a few minutes... say...
Tomorrow at four.
Schnitzer? Listen.
Don't have nothing to do with Schnitzer.
Don't even let him
come into your office.
He wants to spend $50,000 advertising.
He wants to spend?
You'll get in trouble, sure.
You know what he puts in his sausages?
- It is irreverent.
No. He don't use that.
But he does put in the
scum of the earth.
Hello?
Mr Schnitzer, I think I'll
have to call you back.
I'm too busy to talk right now.
He wants to advertise?
He wants to steal my business
from me. That's what it is.
Alright, I'll show him how to advertise.
That is great. That is swell.
That is of course, if you wouldn't mind
taking such a small account like mine.
Mr Krueger, it may be small right now.
But remember.
That great oaks from little acorns grow.
That is fine. That sounds like poetry.
Maybe we can use that?
- Why not?
We make some little acorns grow.
Acorns grow.
What's that you said again?
Great oaks from little acorns grow.
The contracts will be ready
in the morning, Mr Krueger.
Send them over to my office.
You know my address.
Here.
Take this to smoke on your way home.
I don't think I ought to take it.
But I will.
I beg your pardon. That's broken.
Take this one.
Thank you.
Say, Reynolds. Give the
broken one to Schnitzer.
Did it work?
I am wringing wet. Boy, what a session.
He wouldn't sign?
- What do you mean, he wouldn't sign?
I had to give him both
barrels but he's in the bag.
Our first account.
Put it there. Congratulations, partner.
Miss Martin, make a note
of this before I forget it.
Great oaks from little acorns grow.
It looks alright.
Sure.
But what good does it do?
Don't be discouraged, Bill.
We are just starting.
Starting?
In business six months and
just one little measly account.
I know. But Rome wasn't built in a day.
Yes.
With all the bills we owe, how
can I help but be discouraged.
What is the use of kidding ourselves?
The Reynolds Advertising Agency
is heading for the last round up.
It seems a shame.
After the swell start we had.
I wonder if Blake would
give me back my old job.
You can't do that, Bill.
I won't let you.
As a matter of fact, I'd like to see him
this afternoon to sound him out, but...
When Duprey is in town
you can't get hear Blake.
Duprey?
- Hmm.
Say, how long has his contract
with Blake got to run?
It expires sometime this month I think.
Why?
Bill Reynolds, there's no reason in the
world why you can't get that account.
The Duprey Cosmetic account?
Sure. Why not?
Do you realize they spend a million
dollars a year on advertising?
And a five percent agency
commission is fifty thousand.
The Reynolds family could buy
an awful lot of groceries.
There isn't a Chinaman's chance.
Blake is bound to set him
up on a long-term contract.
What's the idea?
I just feel like having a drink.
Want one?
Darling, you never drink unless
we're at a party or something.
Maybe this is 'something'.
I am going right over to the
hotel to put salt on his tail.
You know what I'd tell him if it was me?
- What?
Now, you are him. See?
I am you.
That's right. That's right.
Strong, see.
Look here, Duprey.
If a woman will pay five dollars a jar
for Larmes des Anges she'll pay... ten.
It all depends on the
way you are advertising.
Women think it's good because
you charge five dollars.
But if you charge ten dollars...
They will think it is twice as good.
That's what I would tell him.
You don't have to tell me what to
tell him. I know what to tell him.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
And I'd say: 'Duprey'.
'You're a fool to let
Blake keep your account'.
Why, he hasn't had an original
idea since Taft was president.
Don't worry.
I'll tell that fellow plenty.
And don't forget. You see him. See him
if you have to break the door down.
Yes. I will break every door in
the place if I don't see him.
And don't forget, tell him.
Listen, this is important.
I've got to see him.
But I told you, sir.
Mr Duprey is not in.
Quit stalling. Go on, ring
his room. Ring his room.
Mr Duprey.
I have an idea for you.
- I beg your pardon.
I am Reynolds of the William H.
Reynolds Company. Advertising.
See Samuel Blake.
He handles all my advertising.
That is the trouble with it.
Mr Duprey, I've a marvellous idea.
Don't bother me.
- It will only take me a minute.
I tell you I can double your business
if you'll just give me a chance.
Quickly, driver.
Taxi. Taxi.
Follow that car and
don't spare the horses.
Mr Duprey.
Mr Duprey.
If you just give me a few minutes...
- Will you stop bothering me.
Please, Mr Duprey.
- You are such a pest.
How did you get in here?
Two dollars looks awfully
big to a chambermaid.
I'll give you ten dollars to get out
of here and stop pestering me.
Duprey, you are a fool.
I beg your pardon.
I mean, you let Blake
handle your business.
Half the time he doesn't
know what day it is.
He hasn't had an original idea
since Taft was president.
I suspected that myself.
I don't suspect. I know.
It takes his whole big organisation
to rectify silly mistakes.
I should know.
I used to belong to the organisation.
I think I know now why you got fired.
Who got fired? I resigned.
I opened my own agency
and put Blake out of business.
And speaking of business.
How would you like to
double your profits?
I don't think I'd mind.
Right. You charge five dollars
a jar for Larmes des Anges.
Go right on doing it. But.
But add another jar. Mark it 'double
strength' and use a different label.
And charge ten dollars.
And with a smart advertising
campaign, you can't miss.
You know, that's just
crazy enough to work.
Could you do with a drink?
- I can do miracles.
I see. Is that so?
Bill, what happened?
I have met the enemy and he is mine.
You really got to talk to him?
Talk to him? Say, listen.
Paul and I are buddies.
He's the best friend
I've got in the world.
What?
I am telling you.
I signed him to a 2-year contract.
Darling, that's marvellous.
That's wonderful.
But he wouldn't sign unless I got
Pat Berkeley to write his copy.
So I went over to her place
and got her out of bed.
And I signed her to a contract.
You didn't? Honestly?
Well, I don't know how
honest it is but I got her.
And I'm paying her a hundred dollars
a week more than Blake paid her.
Oh boy. Wait until Blake finds out.
Yeah. I hope he does. I hope he does.
And the sooner the better.
I hope he gets tough because I'd
like to punch him right on the nose.
By the way, dear.
I stopped by next door and I hired
George as our office manager.
You know, honey.
I just discovered tonight what has
been the matter with me for years.
What?
I don't drink enough.
Mr Reynolds is in conference.
But I came all the way from
Seattle for this appointment.
I'll inform him when you can see him.
- I've waited an hour for Mr Reynolds.
I won't wait an hour.
If I can't see him now there's plenty
of other advertising agencies in town.
I'll see what can be done.
Mr Wilson.
Yes? They're pressed for time?
They are in a rush?
Why didn't you say so?
Hold them there and I will be right out.
You can't go in there now.
Good old George.
The boss's watchdog.
- No, no. I am serious.
He's up to his ears in a big conference.
- Tell him to pull his ears in.
Not another minute.
An apology is in order plus a little
explanation. You see, Mr Reynolds...
Very unexpectedly received a
visit from his board of directors.
Big things are going on in there.
Don't worry Paul, because I'm
sure you are going to like it.
Hello, darling. I thought you'd gone.
I'll see you to the car.
- Never mind. I know you're very busy.
Allow me. I am going anyway.
Thanks. We'll get
together in a day or so.
Goodbye, darling.
- See you tonight dear.
Bill, there's a couple of cash
customers waiting outside and...
And Miss Berkeley wants to see you.
Stall the customers a little longer.
I will see Miss Berkeley first.
Say, you're harder to get
to than the president.
I've tried to crash
your gate all morning.
Sorry. I was tied up.
What do you think of it?
I think 'discriminating' would be a
better word here than 'particular'.
You are right.
The change is amazing.
I only changed one word.
- I don't mean that.
I mean you.
In the last few months.
This is a... very interesting layout.
What is funny?
Oh, everything.
I was just thinking what a
crush I used to have on you.
When I was a freshman in pinafores
and you were a football star.
You've done a little changing yourself.
When we went to school, you were...
- Go on, Bill. Say it.
I was a freckle-faced brat
in 98-cent dresses and...
Cotton stockings.
What did you ever do
about those freckles?
Made them vanish with Larmes des Anges.
I bet that dress didn't cost 98 cents.
Gabrelli models start at a $1.15.
And those cotton stockings?
Gone the way of all flesh.
Only her fairy prince didn't turn
out to be an advertising man.
Say, Pat.
Why can't we have luncheon?
Come in.
Chief, those two guys are still waiting.
One is from Seattle. He's going to put
on his roller-skates and go back.
Alright.
We will...
Have to have another
little conference about this.
Whenever you say, Mr Reynolds.
My, my, my.
Is this a ducky house
or is it a ducky house?
I'm glad you like it, Dora.
And the furniture is scrumptious.
Perfect.
Except that table.
There. That's the way it ought to be.
I used to study interior decorating.
By mail.
I remember. You used to borrow
stamps to mail in your lessons.
That's right.
Bolton.
- Yes, madam?
You may serve tea now.
- Yes, madam.
Why don't you make him
wear those cute knee pants?
Dora.
You and George won't disappoint us
Friday night with the big housewarming?
A housewarming? Try and keep us away.
That is Buddy.
The Great Lakes Military Academy.
Hmm.
What a long tail our cat has.
Dreadfully expensive.
And a lot of nonsense I think.
But you know how Bill is about Buddy.
Even the best isn't good enough.
Mom home?
- Mother is in the living room, sir.
Bolton. Forget this 'sir'.
Just call me Buddy.
Yes, sir.
Bolton, you are too polite to be human.
Yes, sir.
Hello darling.
How is my big boy?
Say, mom.
Aren't you going to kiss your aunt Dora?
Is daddy home?
- Not yet.
He's coming home for dinner, isn't he?
You know daddy works
every Wednesday night.
Last night wasn't Wednesday
and he had to work.
That just happened.
Oh, mother.
Daddy is always at that office.
Run along and get dressed for dinner.
- Oh, alright.
Goodbye, aunt Dora.
- Goodbye.
He is at the office, huh?
The minute they get a
bankroll they are all alike.
You poor darling.
Don't be foolish, Dora.
Being the boss isn't like
working for salary, you know.
You can't watch the clock when
you're responsible for everything.
A big business doesn't run itself.
I'm giving you some advice, Nan.
If they pull the 'night work' gag,
they're up to something.
Bill isn't like that.
They're all that way.
Working day and night.
The same old alibis.
Believe me, I know all the answers.
I am afraid you just have
a suspicious nature, Dora.
Yeah. Backed up by years
of sad experience.
Listen, Dora. This is all very silly.
Bill hasn't the time, the energy nor
the inclination to be playing around.
Have another cup of tea.
My fine Japanese instinct
tells me you are a prize sap.
I would love another cup of tea.
Better than the sandwiches
and coffee at the office?
If I said no I would be an awful liar.
What is the matter, mother?
Nothing.
Eat your carrots, dear.
Can I phone daddy after dinner?
I wouldn't bother daddy at the office.
Eat your carrots.
They make you big and strong.
I don't like carrots.
But I will eat them.
The right way to top
off a perfect dinner.
Napoleon brandy.
- The real thing.
If Napoleon drank that stuff
the waiter served us last night...
No wonder he lost the
battle of Waterloo.
Last night.
And now tonight.
It is getting to be a habit.
A nice one if you ask me.
Sure. But...
That old devil conscience
is knocking at my door.
Tell him nobody is home.
He keeps right on knocking.
If it's that serious.
You run right along home to ma.
Don't take that attitude, Pat.
- After this we work at the office.
I didn't mean it that way.
- You don't have to apologise to me.
I know you like a book.
- It's just that I happen to...
You just happen to be
provincial and I am not.
I believe every man is an individual.
The fact you're married shouldn't
interfere with friendships. Come on.
Come on little boy.
There is no argument.
I agree with you a hundred percent.
- You didn't say that a minute ago.
Pat.
I can't tell you what these last
few months have meant to me.
I consider our friendship one of the
finest things to ever come into my life.
Do you, Bill?
You know I do.
You get better results, Bill, if you put
the sugar in first before you stir it.
Was Pat at the office last night too?
What prompted that remark?
Just routine feminine curiosity.
Say, what is this, a cross-examination?
If it is, the defendant is
certainly acting guilty.
You weren't at the
office, were you Bill?
You were out with Pat.
- Well, suppose I was?
Is that a crime?
Can't a man have any friends just
because he happens to be married?
There is no ordinary friendship between
a married man and a woman like Pat.
You are just an old-fashioned housewife.
Listen.
This is an age of individuality and
it's about time you found it out.
I am finding it out, Bill.
I am.
Being taken care of, Mr Krueger?
Everything is wonderful.
You don't need to take care of me.
I'm having a fine time at your party.
Good. How about a cigar?
I have a special brand
made up for me in Cuba.
I can hardly wait to try it.
Bolton. Some cigars please.
It smells like a Peruna Cigaro.
A Cigaro Peruna.
It smells like a good cigar.
I am glad you like it.
- Yes.
I like your party.
Is that all you've got to tell me?
I could tell you something else.
Cigarettes?
- Oh. Thank you.
Oh. I am sorry.
That's what I want.
One of those pancakes.
Pancakes? George, I am ashamed of you.
You are insulting the finest
Is nothing but a pansy pancake.
What are you kicking me for?
Was that you? Oh, pardon me.
This had better be good.
Won't you have one, Paul?
- No, thanks. I've had four already.
Mom.
Mom.
Her master's voice.
Darling, what are you doing down here?
Mom, I can't sleep.
I don't think anyone could
sleep with all this noise.
You'll catch cold, darling.
Run upstairs to bed. Quick.
Come on. Tuck me in.
Be a good sport.
Alright, darling.
- May I come too?
Yes. If you like.
Where did you get that bun?
It's not a bun. It's a pancake.
A pretty swell world tonight, isn't it.
That's the boy.
There. Go to sleep.
I'll change this for something to eat.
What?
And have you screaming with
the collywobbles all night?
Forget it young man.
Goodnight, dear.
Goodnight, mom.
Goodnight, Mr Duprey.
I hope you have a good time.
Thanks. Goodnight, old chap.
We'll see they keep quiet so
you can get some sleep.
Goodnight.
You know, I've been
a bachelor all my life.
Born and brought up in hotels.
And this is the first time
I've ever regretted it.
Very interesting.
We'll have to see if we can't
find you some nice girl.
I have found her already.
Really?
Uhuh.
Yes. I have found her.
But I am just a trifle late.
Shall we go downstairs?
Now let me think. Let me think.
Oh yes. And...
If you give us the proper discount...
You can consider this an order for
half a dozen bottles of black ink.
Got that, Rosabelle?
- Yes, Mr Wilson.
Mr Wilson speaking.
This is Joe Stevens over at WQL.
The rehearsal for the Duprey
program goes on in 15 minutes.
We thought Mr Reynolds
was coming to hear it.
The rehearsal is set for tonight.
That's the final
rehearsal for Mr Duprey.
We always like to get the agency's
okay before the sponsor hears it.
You're right, old man. Absolutely right.
Hang on a second. Is the boss back yet?
No, Mr Wilson. He is still out to lunch.
4:30 and still out to lunch.
This is delightful.
Mr Reynolds is out of the office just
now attending a big conference.
Very important.
I could not disturb him there.
I will do my best.
Gee. That commercial goes on in fifteen
minutes and it's plenty important.
Somebody should hear
it before Duprey does.
Why don't you go, Mr Wilson?
You are awfully good at those things.
You are right, Rosabelle.
As long as we can't find the boss
I might as well do the dirty work.
Harry, have you seen the boss?
- No. I haven't.
I heard him tell his secretary he'd
be tied up most of the afternoon.
I hope this broadcast is going to
be as good as Bill thinks it is.
I hope so too.
George.
You're sure this program
will be alright?
Don't worry, Bill. It's a knock-out.
It will keep you in stitches.
You had better be right.
I haven't even heard the darned thing.
We are all ready, Mr Duprey.
- Go right ahead.
Now.
Good evening, folks. This is the
voice of The Duprey Cosmetic Hour.
Have you got wrinkles in your face?
Duprey puts those wrinkles where
your best friends can't find them.
If your skin isn't as smooth
as a billiard ball...
Run, don't walk to for a
jar of Larmes des Anges.
The magic skin food.
I don't know if I say it right folks.
But it's great stuff no matter
how you pronounce it.
And now we will give you
music lovers a treat.
First, you will hear the golden-voiced
crooner Mike Hathaway.
Former star of the Ajax Brazira.
Who will sing the regular
Duprey Cosmetic song.
And here he is.
"If your skin has got the hue..."
"Of a plate of oyster stew."
"Darling, use cosmetics by Duprey."
"And if the rings around your eyes..."
"Are as big as apple pies."
"Sweetheart, use cosmetics..."
"By Duprey."
"And if the hair on your
head is not so wavy."
"Just give three cheers for
the Army and the Navy."
"And if your lips are as dry as clay."
"Fly the Duprey flag and say..."
"Anchors aweigh."
"And use cosmetics..."
"By Duprey."
Now folks, Here is Rastus and Sambo.
Those inimitable comedians.
Purveyors of Dixie jokes.
Give until it hurts, boys.
Hey, Rastus.
Who's the lady I seen
you with last night?
Lady? That was no lady.
That was a female impersonator.
Boy, you slay me.
You positively kill me.
Sambo, I see you all been
sharpening up your razor lately.
Why, that was no razor.
- No?
No.
That was too awful.
- Now wait a minute, Paul.
It's not artistic but it's the kind
of thing to sell your product.
I don't know about that but I know
I'd much rather not listen to it.
Paul, this is only a rehearsal.
Not too late to make changes.
It's impossible.
Paul, why don't we go up to
the house and talk it over?
I don't think so, Nan.
I am sorry, but I am tired.
I think I'll get some
supper and go to bed.
We can all have supper at our house.
How about it?
It's rather late.
I'll make some.
Does that sound tempting?
But...
- We'll be home in a jiffy.
Alright.
I need something to take the taste
of the broadcast out of my mouth.
I'll have you purring like a cat.
Come along, Pat.
You know, Paul.
Your cosmetics are a luxury product.
They lend themselves to a romantic
program. Don't you agree?
I would agree to almost anything
after that magnificent food.
No. Seriously.
Maybe this program could
have a Parisian atmosphere?
A string orchestra playing
a French serenade.
The feeling of the
boulevards in springtime.
And perhaps a few little
characteristic sketches.
Why not?
We could take our audience
The Ritz bar.
And Longchamp.
That's it.
- Yes.
You know that might be fine.
And afterwards we might use the Riviera.
Nice and Monte Carlo.
Lovely.
You know that's a very good idea.
What do you think of it, Bill?
Won't you have another cup of coffee?
- No thanks.
No thanks.
One-thirty. I must be going.
I am sorry.
- So am I.
Excuse me.
How about it, Pat?
Can I give you a lift?
Why, yes.
Certainly.
I'll help you with your things, Pat.
Thanks, Nan.
It's too bad you weren't
listening, Bill. I was...
I was discussing that radio
program with your wife.
She's got some very interesting angles.
I'll drop in your office
tomorrow to talk it over.
Fine.
Nan is a pretty clever girl.
Yeah.
Perhaps the cleverest
member of your family.
I suppose you think you
are in love with Bill.
Nan, have you any darker powder?
I am sorry.
See if that will do.
- Thanks.
What were you saying?
Oh.
Yes.
Bill and I love each other very much.
What usually happens in these cases?
Sometimes the wife gets
stubborn and puts up a fight.
And then again.
She accepts the inevitable.
If she is smart.
You know, Pat. Most men lose their
heads when they get too much money.
It is like a bad dream.
And they always wake up in the
morning with a very bad hangover.
Sorry, Nan.
If anyone is dreaming.
It must be you.
I am afraid that's a question that
you and I can never decide.
Such a wide difference of opinion.
Well... let's leave it at that.
And see what happens.
We'll see.
There.
I am ready now.
- So am I.
Here we are, Paul.
Night, darling.
See you tomorrow.
Goodnight, Nan. Thanks so
much for a charming evening.
Goodnight.
"And now the first Duprey
Hour comes to an end."
"Next week we will take you
to the Ritz bar in Paris."
"Au revoir until next Thursday."
Well, that's more like it.
It'll sell Duprey which
is the main thing.
You know, when he heard the last
rehearsal he grinned from ear to ear.
One for the book.
Believe it or not, it's the first radio
And the Paris angle was a happy thought.
Nan is a very smart girl.
Yes. She's improved a great
deal in the last year.
I am terribly fond of her.
You know, you're very
understanding, Pat.
Why can't more women be like you?
Well.
Here is to the third angle
of a happy little triangle.
Bill.
What about Nan?
Well, there is no hurry, is there dear?
You've been promising
to tell her for weeks.
Why not get it over with tonight?
I was wondering.
I thought perhaps tomorrow...
Bill. It's like diving into cold water.
The quicker you take the plunge the
sooner you recover from the shock.
You are right.
- I know I am.
I'll let you know what happens.
If you don't call me I'll call you.
- Right. Bye.
Bye.
I've seen this coming.
I've had a lot of time to think it over.
You are just wasting your breath, Bill.
I won't do it.
Why, it's ridiculous
our going on like this.
We're not married and
we're not divorced.
We've been married for a long time.
And we're going to stay that way.
We started from nowhere.
Had a lot of tough sledding.
And through all that
we loved each other.
Now you're a success
you throw me over...
For the first pretty woman you
think you're in love with.
I don't think. I know.
Why can't we talk about this calmly?
Why do you have to cry?
I can't help crying.
About someone you've
laughed with so much.
Just don't get sentimental.
Doesn't Pat ever get sentimental?
We'd better leave her out of this.
I wish we could.
But she is trying to destroy something
that belongs to you and me.
And I'm not going to let her do it.
Quite a while ago.
I told a minister I was taking
you for better or for worse.
And for plenty of those years things
couldn't have been much worse.
And now they're better I'm not
letting a chiseller like her step in.
I see no necessity for you
talking that way about Pat.
She sure doesn't talk
that way about you.
Why should she?
I'm not trying to break up her home.
This gets us nowhere.
Either you divorce me or...
No. Absolutely no.
I am surprised at you.
Trying to hang on to a man
who wants to leave you.
Haven't you got any pride?
Daddy.
Hey, wait a minute.
I haven't seen you since last Sunday.
Pa.
Where are you going?
Buddy!
Buddy darling.
My darling.
Get a doctor. Get a doctor.
Well?
Buddy will pull through alright.
But it will take a long time.
Nan.
You understand that everything
I said downstairs...
I mean about the divorce. It's off.
You were willing to leave me before
this happened to Buddy, weren't you?
Then it's not me you want. It's Buddy.
You can see him as often and as much
as you please after we are divorced.
I find, Bill, that after all
I have got some pride.
Nan, darling. Please.
[ Telephone ]
Hello?
Is Mr Reynolds there?
He will be right over, Pat.
Mr Duprey to see you, madame.
Bring him out here, Bolton.
How are you, Paul?
Always the same. How is Buddy?
He is fine. He started back
to school this morning.
That's great.
May I have one?
Why not?
Have you seen anything of Bill lately?
No.
Not since he moved to the club.
Won't you sit down?
- Thanks.
Your divorce comes up
next month, doesn't it?
No backing out? Huh?
No.
Nan, I am afraid this
is a little premature.
And not quite according to the rules.
But... I am terribly in love with you.
I do wish you would marry me.
Paul, you are sweet.
You haven't answered me.
It is too soon.
My mind is so confused.
I can't think straight.
When it's all over, perhaps...
- There's no hurry.
At least you haven't said 'no'.
Is it true that the actions of the
defendant during this period...
Caused you great mental anguish?
It is.
Is it also true that the defendant on
several occasions spoke sharply to you?
Yes, Your Honor.
And according to the complaint,
this made you extremely nervous?
Well. It did and it didn't.
You see, Judge. I'm inclined
to be nervous at times anyway.
No wonder. After the way I treated her.
And here you say the defendant...
Became extremely irritable and morose.
I certainly did.
Well, anyone can become
irritable temporarily, Bill.
But I had no right to
treat you that way.
I object, Your Honor.
I am sorry, Your Honor.
But my client is unaccustomed
to court procedure.
If you will answer these questions
properly we'll go on with the case.
Did the defendant become
irritable and morose?
Well, Judge.
At times he acted sort-of...
Sort-of like a bad child.
But.
Most men are childish at times.
Darling, please.
Let's call the whole thing off.
I object, Your Honor.
- I object too, Your Honor.
Well, this is a most preposterous and
undignified case I have ever tried.
We have three thousand six hundred and
ninety-nine divorce cases on our diary.
And you people are wasting my time.
Call the next case.
Be a good fellow Paul
and take me to dinner.
Why not?
I am going to drink my dinner.
Straight.
I'll always be two courses ahead of you.
A sort-of consolation
tournament for the losers.
Is mother home?
We don't want to buy anything.
We got everything.
What is it?
I wish to speak to
Mrs William H. Reynolds.
I'm Mrs Reynolds.
I am calling to register voters.
I don't believe you have registered.
No, I haven't.
At least, not in this precinct.
Won't you come in?
- Thank you.
Sit down.
Run along, sweetheart.
That is Mrs 'William H. Reynolds'?
- Yes.
Look alright, darling?
You'll do.
Occupation?
Just a housewife.
- And what a housewife.
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