"18th Floor." "Fellowes Publishing Company." "Watch out." "[ Buzzer ]" "There is the tyrant, buzzing me out." "─ Her buzz is worse than her bite." "Wait a minute, Kate." "I've got a new assignment for you." "I think you'll go for it." "If it isn't another on baby-raising." "Next, we come to the little treasure's precious tummy." "Just the same, that's your solidest book, Kate." "Still selling 900 a week." "My dear man, you think that I want to go on writing like Dr Holz?" "Whom you ought to write like?" "Jack London, Jim Kelly." "Ernest Hemingway." "Myself." "─ Well .." "How do you like this for an idea?" "I've made a few notes." "Cigar?" "Not one of yours." "Thanks." "How do you like this?" "Most women holding important business positions today .." "Have come up by the stenographer, private-secretary route." "There is a long, long trail a-winding." "A man is propelled toward the woman he marries by emotion." "That fool." "But his selection of his secretary is more careful and intelligent." "Ha .. yes it is, I don't think." "First, he looks at her legs." "Then he smells her perfume." "Then he stares at her face." "And if he still admires her legs .. he's sold." "Behave." "I am serious." "─ You mean ..?" "The modern businessman's secretary is closer than his wife." "Yet not his wife." "Now look here, Kate." "Come here." "See that office building over there?" "It's an architectural monstrosity." "In every office is a stenographer." "You called them potential mothers last time." "And in every office there is an employer with a wife at home." "A fool at home." "You know the number of jealous wives and secretaries who hate each other's souls?" "Figure it out." "I tell you, Kate." "If you write a book about the office wife." "I'll make you rich." "I suppose I can't resist that argument." "─ You will do it then?" "Okay." "─ Good." "I'm sorry, Mr Fellowes." "But this time is taken." "─ I'm just going, Andrews." "There is your office wife." "You haven't one at home." "You see, your idea is mere bunk." "A pretty good selling bunk, isn't it." "I'll tell you something else, Kate." "I'm getting married." "Are you really?" "Congratulations." "─ Hmm." "I'll give you a rattle." "Right." "Don't give it to your baby." "Keep it for yourself." "Miss Andrews." "Make out a contract for Miss Halsey." "A nine part serial titled "The Office Wife"." "The office wife?" "A selling title, eh?" "Great." "Andrew Washburn and Mr Lewin are outside." "Lewin?" "Who you call the poet." "You like his stuff." "I told them both to wait." "It's now 12:10 and you have many luncheon appointments." "So I've sent for your tray." "At 2.00." "A general employee's conference." "You gave me some notes." "Perhaps you'd better look them over." "Signing these checks will fill in your time until your tray comes." "At 4:00" "It's a lawyer from Holliston Evans." "The plagiarism case." "─ Oh, that's a waste of time." "I'm acquainted with the facts." "I'll handle it for you." "Yes." "You attend to it, please." "That gives you an extra hour for your magazine set up." "I need it." "And that takes us late." "Into the evening." "I'm sorry, Miss Andrews." "Would you like this?" "I was only thinking of you." "You are so tired," "Me?" "I am iron." "Please don't bolt your food." "I'm not." "I'm not." "You'd better show that poet in." "─ After lunch." "Yes, but .." "Besides, when you've finished, the tailor will be here with some cloth samples." "Tailor?" "─ Uhuh." "Some of your coats are getting .." "Quite shiny at the back." "Are they really?" "─ Yes." "This one is .." "Is quite shiny." "Woman .. you're a jewel." "Been waiting long, Ted?" "─ Only about an hour, honey." "Every time I call for you, you're the last one out." "I'm awfully sorry, Ted." "Why do they always pick on you to work so late?" "Supposing I were like poor old Andrews?" "She often has to work with the boss until midnight." "Yeah?" "And where does that get her?" "It is with considerable disappointment that I am returning your manuscript." "Yours, sincerely." "Well, that's all of that, thank heavens." "It's been a long day." "I'll send you home in my car." "I can just as well call a cab." "No, no." "Take my car." "I'll be here for an hour." "I wish you would call it a day, Mr Fellows." "You look so tired." "You're always saying that." "Goodnight." "Anything .." "Only .." "I .." "I wish you'd take a vacation." "You're bound to have another breakdown." "Really, you are." "Well, I'm about to obey you, as usual." "I'm so glad." "Then you haven't heard the good news?" "I'm going to Europe on my honeymoon." "Oh." "I'm to be married on the 16th." "Miss Andrews." "I'm .." "I'm quite alright." "─ Well, come, come." "Sit down for a moment." "There." "Now .. just sit still for a moment." "Miss Murdock." "Please turn the rest of your work over to Miss Dunfield." "Why, is anything wrong?" "─ I would like to talk to you." "Come to my office, please." "It takes more than good looks to get by here." "You've got to have efficiency." "Come in, Miss Murdock." "Sit down." "Well .. you've been promoted." "Promoted .." "I have?" "Yes." "Miss Andrews resigned last night." "You are to be Mr Fellowes new secretary." "Yes?" "You see he's leaving next week, for Europe on his honeymoon." "And while he's gone, you'll have entire charge of his office." "So you'll know what it's all about when he gets back." "Congratulations." "─ Whee!" "Oh, I'm sorry." "Your new salary begins next week." "But I'm going to give you a week off so that you'll get used to the idea." "Oh thank you, Mr McGowan." "And Anne." "You got this." "On your work." "What I mean is, charm counts .." "But you got this on your brain." "Don't forget that, Anne." "Indeed I won't, Mr McGowan." "Now run along." "Fix your face." "Thank you." "What's the idea?" "Sis, aren't you going to work?" "Sis!" "No." "─ Fired?" "I thought you would be." "You know you can't mess people around the way you do." "Who made a play for you?" "─ Nobody." "Oh, don't tell me that, Anne." "Honestly, you ought to get wise to yourself." "Take me for instance." "I gained six pounds." "Maybe more." "But still I'm the pet model of the lead dress shop." "And you know why?" "Because I let that fraud of a manager kiss me on the ear every now and then." "I got my raise on brains." "Not good looks." "Mr McGowan said so." "Yeah, how much is your raise?" "A dollar a week?" "If you come home nights before I'm asleep, you might learn something." "I'm the President's private secretary and I've got a week's vacation." "I'm to handle the office until he gets back from Europe." "My salary is forty-five a week and how do you like that?" "You wouldn't rib your big sister, would you?" "Just come back lunchtime and see me get up for breakfast if you think I kid you." "You have the darnedest luck." "─ You know, darling." "With my luck and your ears, the Murdock sisters should get ahead." "Oh gee honey, I'm glad." "Oh I'm not cross." "Here, kiss me." "I'm terribly glad, Sis." "Gee, I'm glad." "How'd you get it?" "─ Old Andrews resigned." "They say the boss found out he was in love with him." "They think he told her he was getting married, see." "And he sent her home the other night in the car and the chauffeur said .." "She balled all the way." "What kind of a sheik is this boss of yours?" "He won't be hard to have in the office." "─ Strictly business, huh?" "Strictly." "─ Says you." ""Little Miss Efficiency" from now on." "Is that it?" "To perfection." "And in ten years they'll be wheeling you down to the automobile." "Gee, I wish I had your chance." "You'd muff it, just like Andrews did." "You think so?" "All she had was efficiency." "All you've got is a doubtful thirty-four." "And I suppose when you have both, like you, it's just too bad for the boss, huh?" "Let me tell you something." "I'm not going to give the best years of my life to getting stung like Andrews." "I'm glad you realize that." "Don't you suppose I know what this business game is for a girl?" "It's about as fair as the marriage game." "Catch as catch can, and anything goes." "I'm glad you realize that." "Why do you suppose I've been coming home nights?" "Getting my beauty sleep." "[ Buzzer ]" "Oh, you talk to him." "Hello?" "Ted?" "Anne is not going to the office this morning." "Nah, she's got a vacation." "Yeah." "He wants to show you his new Ford." "Oh tell him to call by and by." "Call her later, will you Ted." "Hey, wait a minute." "Will you take me to the shops?" "Okay, I won't be a minute." "How about the boyfriend?" "How does he fit in now?" "No different." "You wouldn't marry that dud reporter, would you?" "I've never meant to scramble up my life with Ted or anybody like him." "I've told him that until I'm tired." "He thinks you would." "─ Oh, go down and disillusion him." "I'll be seeing you." "Hello?" "Yes." "Mr Fellowes returned from Europe yesterday." "He's expected in the office at ten o'clock this morning." "Oh, not at all." "Thank you." "Morning, Anne." "Good morning." "Well .. he's here." "Really?" "─ Yep, he's outside." "Dealing with the gang." "You like it?" "Is that his wife?" "All of us clubbed together to buy the frame." "Oh I think it's gorgeous, Mr McGowan." "Isn't she beautiful." "Yes." "I guess she's got looks enough not to worry about any .. competition." "I shouldn't wonder." "I got a glimpse of her once, out on the beach." "Did you really?" "─ Yes." "Her knees are .. perfect." "Hmm?" "Don't forget, Anne." "He knees are magnificent." "Yes, we'll take up that matter first." "Get the reports." "─ Miss Murdock has them all ready." "How do you do." "─ How do you do." "Miss Murdock." "He wants you." "Oh." "For dictation purposes." "[ Buzzer ]" "Did you go through this appointment list?" "I put down what seemed most important for the day." "Cancel everything." "I'm going to be busy all day." "Take a cable." "AG Barnes and Company." "Soho, London." "The matter of British copyright still in dispute." "If it is at all necessary to hold up present edition." "Would you sit on this side, please?" "The light from that window is blinding." "Now let's see." "Necessary to hold up present edition." "Until attorney's in Washington." "[ Telephone ]" "Who's that?" "Hello?" "Hello?" "What?" "Who do you want to talk to?" "Murdock?" "No, no." "You've got the wrong .." "Oh, is your name Murdock?" "─ Yes, Mr Fellowes." "It's for you." "─ Thank you." "Hello?" "Oh Ted." "I'm very busy." "Would you mind calling up some other time?" "I'm terribly sorry .." "─ What have you?" "Oh .." "AG Barnes and Company." "Soho, London." "Matter of British copyright still in dispute." "Therefore necessary to hold up present edition until attorneys in Washington .." "Have looked up records and assured us we can proceed with publication." "At minimum risk." "Stop." "In view of the situation, we are unwilling." "Oh, and by the way, Miss Murphy." "Murdock." "Pardon me." "Miss Murdock." "Kindly ask your friends not to call on my private office line." "Oh, it won't happen again, Mr Fellowes." "You see, the party didn't know you were back." "I'm dreadfully sorry .." "─ That's alright." "That's alright." "We are unwilling to involve ourselves in a situation that may .." "Oh." "What's the matter, too fast?" "─ Oh, not at all." "That's good." "It may later prejudice our good standing in the eyes of the Copyright Office." "And in view of the fact that we acted in good faith in forwarding the plates." "We respectfully beg to suggest." "That negotiations .." "Take out that stuff." "Take out what stuff?" "─ Caviar." "But .." "You were not feeling very happy last Thursday afternoon." "And the doctor said that if .." "Miss Murdock, if you can't leave my digestion alone, I'll get a new .." "Doctor." "If you'll only be careful, you won't need one." "What am I to have?" "I'll put these back." "What's this white stuff?" "That's cottage cheese." "I don't like cottage cheese." "─ But it's very good for you." "Well, I suppose I'll have to eat it." "Here's your consommé." "─ Ah, splendid." "Now if you will just send McGowan up, we can talk over that .." "Mr Fellowes." "Would you mind waiting half an hour until you've finished your lunch?" "But .." "You'll be able to work much faster afterwards." "It always makes me nervous to lunch alone." "I'll have your tea in just a moment." "Thank you." "Where do you have your lunch?" "I have it in a bag, in my office." "Don't you go out?" "There's hardly time." "Here, here, here." "You sit right down here, young lady." "You'll only talk business." "Not a word." "Sit down." "─ Alright then." "Have some cottage cheese." "I don't know why you didn't think of this before." "Well." "Shall we write just one more?" "─ If you're not too tired." "No, indeed." "─ Alright." "All the .. paper mills." "Old town Maine." "Your wire received." "And am replying by letter in detail." "Oh Mama!" "Hello." "Hello, cheeky boy." "I think you'll find your Mama down there by the pool." "Hey, come here." "Let me see you." "Give me a kiss." "Isn't he sweet?" "─ Yes, indeed." "Do you like children?" "─ Who doesn't." "Oh, I don't know." "I thought they were becoming a little less popular." "I suppose I'm old-fashioned." "Did that burn-you?" "No, not at all." "Oh, here's a match." "─ Good." "Thank you." "Pleasant here, isn't it." "─ Isn't it." "Ouch!" "So it did burn you." "How long were you going to suffer in silence?" "All good secretaries do that." "Oh." "Are you a good secretary?" "─ You never scolded me." "You ever have a boss that did?" "Hmm." "Lots of them." "─ Ah well." "I'm just a failure." "A successful failure." "Are you going to give me a good recommendation when I'm fired?" "When you're fired?" "Just sign that Fellowes and Company." "Dearest!" "─ Oh, Larry." "Excuse me a moment." "─ Certainly." "Yes?" "Come on." "We're going in swimming." "Just a minute." "─ Right-oh." "Well." "That's all." "─ Alright." "Oh!" "Oh, my foot is asleep." "I must have been sitting on it." "I thought I missed it." "Sorry you didn't look for it before." "─ Hmm." "Thank you." "I'll be in town, tomorrow." "And thank you for running down." "─ Oh, it's been great fun." "If you wait a moment I'll send you home in my car." "Oh don't bother." "I have a car." "You have a car?" "─ Yes, thank you." "Goodbye." "─ Goodbye." "It's nice and warm." "─ Yeah?" "─ Uhuh." "What's the matter, darling?" "By George, I forgot to give a message to McGowan." "I'll be right back." "Oh, rats." "Come on, let's swim." "─ Okay." "Jump!" "Oh, Miss ..?" "Tired?" "─ Not a bit." "You ought to go outside for a while." "But we'll never finish." "─ Oh well, we'll take another day." "But you know it's important to have this in the office the day after tomorrow." "Yes." "Well, your health is a little bit important." "So is yours." "When I've gone, I hope you'll rest." "You're a jewel." "We ought to be out there playing." "You know, Spring is only a few miles south of us." "And coming closer every minute." "A restless feeling, waiting for it." "Isn't it." "Let's have this dance." "Oh, I'd like some air." "─ That's great." "Shall we wait?" "That all depends upon your patience, darling." "And that all depends upon the hooch." "Order another bottle on Larry." "That's a great idea." "─ A splendid idea." "Waiter." "How about that air, honey?" "─ I'd love it." "Okay." "Uhuh." "Naughty, naughty." "[ Typing noises ]" "Hear that?" "That means he's safe." "Isn't he stupid." "If you were up there in his place, would we hear sounds like that?" "Less metallic, I think." "I should think so." "Oh." "I made a mistake." "What?" "Let me see." "Isn't it awful?" "Well, you poor kid." "You're all worn out." "I don't care." "Anne." "You are glorious." "Am I?" "Your key?" "Yes." "I have another one." "Well, I gave them time enough." "Come in." "Hello." "Hello." "Larry, what are you trying to do?" "Kill Miss Murdock?" "Ah, she's been wonderful." "─ I'm sure she has." "Tell me, are you going to carry on?" "I can burn up another hour so." "No, I think we'll stop right now." "Miss Murdock looks tired." "Why, my dear you are shaking." "Oh, I'll be alright." "I don't suppose Larry ever thought to offer you a highball?" "She doesn't use them." "Well of course, if you know that." "But I'm sure you don't." "I bet he didn't offer you one." "I'll have some tea, later." "Well, I suppose tea is alright if it works." "Goodnight, my dear." "─ Goodnight." "Oh tell me Larry, are you coming to bed?" "Coming right now." "─ Right-oh." "Goodnight, Miss Murdock." "─ Goodnight." "Larry, have you any strength left?" "Plenty." "Will you help me off with this suit of armor?" "Oh .. up!" "Thanks." "Is that you, Anne?" "Have a good time?" "How is the old romance?" "What's wrong?" "I'm resigning." "What do you mean, you're resigning?" "What happened, honey?" "Oh, I love him." "Oh .. don't he like you?" "Hmm." "─ Say so?" "Practically." "─ Then what's the trouble?" "It's his wife." "─ Gee, is she wise?" "No." "It's just that he has one." "Now don't tell me that makes any difference to him." "I don't think so." "I don't get it." "You like him, he likes you." "Oh I love him." "─ And his wife don't know?" "If those aren't the signs of the coming May season .." "Oh, I knew you wouldn't understand." "─ Well, suppose you make me." "Oh what happened, honey?" "─ Oh, nothing much." "But after I found out I cared, I saw them go into their room together." "What of it?" "Their door closed in my face." "Well, what of that?" "What of it?" "Everything." "Oh, I'll die if I think of it." "─ You'll get over that." "I've got to forget him." "If you'd only stick it out for what's in it, you won't be so crazy about him." "You've never loved anybody." "What do you know?" "Nothing." "And I hope I stay dumb." "One sap in the Murdock family is plenty." "[ Telephone ]" "Hello .." "Ted?" "Yes, she's back but she doesn't want to talk to you." "Yes I will." "─ Wait a minute." "Hello, Ted." "And where do you think little Ted is sitting right now?" "At the Sunday editor's desk." "Yep." "Promoted yesterday." "Say, I'm just finding out where I stand around this dump." "Perhaps you'd better take me out tomorrow night and tell me all about it." "Oh, so my stock is on the up again, is it?" "Well, that's life." "Okay kid, but listen." "Be on time for a change." "They need me on this desk once in a while." "Very well, Ted." "Expect to console yourself with that washout?" "If I'd stuck to my own kind in the first place I wouldn't have got hurt." "Ted wants a parking space for a couple of babies and a free laundry." "If you want to learn what the word "lonesome" is, take him on." "Maybe you think I couldn't hold him?" "Not from the looks of the heel marks in that Ford of his." "You can break your heart over that tramp just as quick as the boss, kid." "Only in a different way." "Why did you write this?" "I was afraid I couldn't say it." "What's it all about?" "I'm sorry to inconvenience you, Mr Fellowes." "But I thought thirty days would be sufficient." "Why should you leave at all?" "I've had another offer." "A better position?" "Yes." "Somewhat." "That's not so, Anne." "If it were, you wouldn't go about it this way." "But what other way could I ..?" "You'd have told me if you'd had a better offer." "Given me a chance to meet it." "You know how I depend on you." "Why beat about the bush." "You know I need you, and I can't get along without you." "Perhaps that's one reason why I should go?" "And ..?" "We are getting to depend upon each other too much." "I .. hoped Anne, that you had seen." "I thought perhaps the other night when I .." "Please, Mr Fellowes." "That shouldn't have happened." "Is that why you're going?" "That decided me." "It won't happen again, Anne." "I promise you that." "Oh .. why can't we go on just as we were before?" "This isn't fair to either of us." "To let a thing like this .." "I've been unfair with you right along, Mr Fellowes." "What do you mean?" "I didn't tell you the truth about that boy you saw in the Ford." "I wanted to be sure of my position here." "And wait until he'd been promoted." "Well now that's happened." "He's Sunday editor now." "You." "You're going to ..?" "We're going to be married." "Very shortly." "Be married?" "I'm sorry I didn't tell you this before." "I'm sorry too, Anne." "Anne." "Are you quite sure that you love him?" "Very." "I wish you all the happiness in the world." "Thank you." "I'll stay with you until you find a new secretary." "Thank you, Anne." "Shall I send in Miss Halsey?" "Tell her to come back next week." "I'm in no mood to see her." "Anything wrong, Larry?" "Oh." "Sorry if I woke you up." "Oh, it doesn't matter." "What's disturbing you, dear?" "Let's talk." "─ Shall we?" "Oh, it's cold in here." "Jump into bed." "What's on your mind, Larry?" "First of all .." "I want to ask your forgiveness." "For what?" "I've neglected you shamefully." "Oh, I don't think you were aware of it, which took the curse off of it somewhat." "Well, perhaps I wasn't." "I've been very stupid." "I suppose you're no different from other successful men." "Will you forgive me?" "Why, of course." "But it's hardly fair." "Letting you beg my forgiveness." "─ Why?" "I suppose I'm no different from other neglected wives." "That's not a very nice thing to hear Linda, but." "I suppose I deserve it." "Perhaps if I hadn't made a fuss over your neglect from the beginning." "You would have realized what was happening." "But my pride wouldn't let me." "Not nice to hear." "But I do deserve it." "I'm sorry." "Linda." "How would you like to go away for a while?" "Say .. to Europe?" "I've been thinking of it for some time." "─ Have you, dear?" "I could be ready by the end of the week." "I meant alone, Larry." "Alone?" "That's how it is now." "You?" "You mean you want a divorce?" "I don't think you'd mind it much." "Is that necessary, Linda?" "I've gotten over loving you, Larry." "Well, perhaps .." "─ I do love someone else." "Oh, I see." "Jameson, I suppose?" "Yes." "Well." "I guess that settles it." "Larry, don't you realize you are in love with your Miss Murdock?" "Why, she's going to marry that young newspaperman very shortly." "Oh I'm terribly sorry." "─ Oh, it's alright." "I wish I could help you." "I'm sorry there is nothing I can do." "─ Oh, never worry." "Why, you're shivering, Larry." "You're cold. ─ No." "It's just my nerves." "Here, get into bed, please." "─ No, no." "I .." "Please do as I ask." "Shall I get the electric pad?" "─ No." "No." "No, you just run along or you'll be shivering yourself." "Goodnight, dear." "Will you kiss me?" "Of course." "In a moment, I'll cry." "Just run along." "Shall I switch off the light." "─ If you will." "Alright?" "─ Fine." "Goodnight, Larry." "Goodnight, dear." "A full moon, alright." "Isn't it." "Couldn't be improved on." "No .." "I guess it couldn't." "Say, I got an idea, honey." "Let's come down here on our honeymoon." "Very well." "The first night we get down here the old moon will be .." "Pretty well down to the quarter." "And maybe you don't think I'll watch it from now on." "It can't shrink too fast for me, baby." "Hey, you're not going so strong tonight." "I had a hard day." "Watch the old moon, baby." "The day she shrinks to the quarter." "You walk out of that office for good." "I guess you won't cry about that." "No." "─ How about it?" "No." "I won't cry." "You certainly sound like you would." "I'm terribly tired, really." "Sure, I know .. that guy works you like a dog." "Here." "Take a little sip of that." "─ No thanks." "No?" "You mind if I take another little one?" "─ Not at all." "Here, take a sip." "Then you won't get it on my breath." "Oh, I don't mind." "Come on now." "Go on, I know how it is." "A dame don't like the smell of hooch on a guy's breath." "Well, that's alright." "─ Come on." "No, I .." "Yeah, that's better." "We want preparation honey, believe me." "And I'm not laying off lips like those on a night like this." "Please, Ted." "There's a limit to that." "And I'll say you're low." "Better come up on the boardwalk and eat some food." "Why don't you go?" "I'll wait." "I'd rather have the air." "─ Fresh air?" "Say, maybe you don't think I like fresh air." "I'm the original fresh-air fiend." "Ever now that?" "Sure I am." "Every night I sleep with every window in the place wide open." "Winter and summer." "Ever know that?" "Sure I do." "And it's a great system." "I learned that from a leading physician." "He told me that when I was having colds right along." "Ever since that, I've been sleeping with my windows wide open." "I've never had a cold since." "Believe me baby, that's one thing you're going to get after we're married." "Plenty of fresh air." "And that's one of the few things I'm going to insist on." "Open windows at night." "I learned that from a doctor that knows his business." "Say." "He's one of the biggest specialists in Philly." "Ever hear of Doc Hemstead?" "No?" "Well, he knows his stuff like nobody's business." "And he gave me another tip, too." "Lay off the woollen underwear." "Ever know that?" "Gets you hot at the wrong time." "Look." "Look what I wear the year around." "Look at that material." "That's all I wear all the year round." "Here, Anne." "Would you believe that?" "Take a feel of it." "Hey." "What's wrong?" "I'm awfully tired." "Gee, aren't you happy?" "Of course, dear." "But don't mind me." "Come along, we'll go and get a hotdog." "─ Alright." "Wait a minute." "Give us a kiss." "Now you'll feel better." "The next time we come down here, it will be on our wedding night." "When that old moon shrinks to the quarter." "That's that baby." "Step on it you old son of a gun." "Step on it." "Well, what's the matter?" "─ Oh, I lost a dime." "Shucks, what's a dime?" "That new secretary, Anne." "I don't know." "I don't know." "She seemed quite intelligent when I showed her things." "This being the last afternoon, I thought she'd better try it alone." "Well, it isn't altogether her fault." "It's the boss." "You know it's difficult to make a change." "I'm terribly sorry." "Yes." "As sorry as you could be under the circumstances." "See you before you go?" "─ I'll drop in, Mr McGowan." "Goodnight." "─ Goodnight." "Hello, Anne." "─ Hello." "The last pay check, eh?" "The last one." "I guess you won't complain." "I may not cash this one." "Oh, saving it as a souvenir of your business life, eh?" "Yes." "A pretty expensive souvenir." "You'll understand if this one doesn't come through." "Well .. goodbye, Anne." "And lots of happiness to the both of you." "Thank you." "Goodbye." "─ Bye." "Well, Anne." "Have you come to say goodbye?" "I .." "I thought if the work isn't finished and you wanted me to stay a while tonight .." "I couldn't ask that of you." "─ Oh, I wouldn't mind." "One more night can't hurt." "You must have a thousand things to do now that you're .." "But I'd really like to stay." "If I can help." "I can't tell you delighted I feel." "Shall we start now?" "Yes." "Get your pad and come back." "That's the last letter, I think." "By the time you've looked over these, I'll have this one typed." "Thank you." "[ Telephone ]" "Hello?" "Oh, it's you." "No, Anne isn't here." "She's working with the boss." "What's she working with the boss for?" "Her time is up at five o'clock." "Maybe she likes it." "What do you know about that?" "Hey, don't try and get my goat over that old walrus." "Not in your class is he, handsome." "Not so you'd notice it." "I know how to hold my women." "Ha!" "And how." "Ha!" "And the boss isn't so hot at it from what I hear." "From what you hear?" "─ Yeah." "Take this fast one, right off the desk." "The boss's wife is divorcing him." "What?" "Yeah." "That's how he holds them." "And say." "Here's a laugh for Anne." "The dope is she might have been named if it hadn't been known she was marrying me." "How about that?" "Hello, hello?" "Katherine?" "Hello?" "[ Telephone ]" "Hello?" "Oh, hello Katherine." "Well, I can't talk to you now." "I'll see you at home." "You needn't have done that." "─ Oh, it doesn't matter." "Well, we're running true to form." "Aren't we?" "It's past eleven." "Thank you, Anne." "You sure there isn't oñe more letter?" "That's the last letter." "You look tired." "So do you, Mr Fellowes." "I hope you're going to be very happy, Anne." "Thanks." "I shall." "Well." "Better get your hat on." "I'll send you home in the car." "Anything ..?" "─ May I say something?" "Well?" "You should take a holiday." "You need a rest or I'm afraid you'll have a breakdown." "I expect to take a trip to the orient." "Won't that be nice." "I know how eager Mrs Fellowes is to go." "I'm going alone." "Oh." "Mrs Fellowes is going to Paris." "To divorce me." "Oh!" "Oh .." "Anne." "Anne." "I'm alright." "Well my poor girl." "Here." "Thank you." "Come and sit down for a moment." "There." "Thank you, Mr Fellowes." "Are you quite sure you're feeling alright now?" "I'm much better, thank you." "─ I'll take you home in the car." "[ Telephone ]" "Perhaps you'd better answer that." "Hello?" "Why ..?" "Would you mind waiting?" "Your sister just fainted, but she's better now." "That's why I rang up, Mr Fellowes." "See, I thought something like that might happen." "You know it's an awful strain on girl, breaking off her engagement." "Even if she wants to." "She broke it off?" "It takes a lot of energy to do that to a persistent man like Ted." "I hadn't heard she'd broke it off." "Well of course she wouldn't discuss such personal matter with you, Mr Fellowes." "Why did she break it off?" "─ What's my sister saying?" "Why did she break if off?" "Well, Anne didn't love him, Mr Fellowes." "Then why in the world .." "─ Well you see, Mr Fellowes .." "Anne fell in love with a gentleman." "It wouldn't be right to mention the party's name." "He has a wife." "So she thought it best to marry somebody else, and put temptation out of her way." "I'm telling you this, Mr Fellowes." "Because she's pretty broken up about it." "As you're her employer I thought you may be able to talk to her sympathetically." "Thanks" "I'll try." "Anne." "It's time to clean up, Mr Fellowes." "─ It is!" "Anne home yet?" "Say, it's one o'clock." "What does this guy Fellowes think he's doing?" "I hate to tell you but I bet he's good at it." "What's that?" "─ It's a dime." "Oh shucks." "What's a dime ..?" "I suppose you think I'm crazy bringing you down here at this hour." "There isn't a lovelier spot on earth." "The moon at this quarter looks different to what I expected." "Well .. what did you expect, dear?" "Will you do something for me, Larry?" "─ Anything in the world." "Then let me pick out your next secretary." "T-G"