Forever, Darling

Are you a reporter?

Society reporter?

- The bride is my cousin. - Lovely girl.

Her mother was a Fish.

One of the Carrington-Fishes of Baltimore.

Oh, Baltimore.

Money from real estate and railroads.

Her father is a heel.

One of the gold-plated heels of New York.

Oh. Oh, of New York.

Yes. Money from foul play and corruption.

- Who is that man? - Charlie Bewell.

Well, he insulted the bride's father.

- He is the bride's father. - Oh.

- Happy, Susan? - Yes, Father.

Well, I suppose this is an occasion upon which I should give you some advice.

- Can't think of a thing. - You never could, darling.

Oh, I don't know. I don't know. I... Oh, yes.

The thing to remember is that in marriage, the husband and wife are one.

And the husband is the one.

My stomach's kicking up again.

I told you a million times not to eat lobster.

Well, Susan's married. How long do you give it?

He'll never fit in with our set.

I can't find anything to talk to him about.

He doesn't go to the races. He doesn't play cards. He doesn't have any time for...

I mean, I don't know how he spends his afternoons.

It seems to me...

Well, well, well, here's the bridegroom.

- How does it feel to be a married man? - Pretty good, so far.

Now, you be good to my poor Susan, or you'll have me to answer to.

- I've known her longer than you have. - Yeah, I know.

Now, Susan and I are very close. She depends on me.

Well, marriage changes a lot of things, you know.

Well, did you hear that? He insults me every time he talks to me.

And you! Why didn't you say something, you idiot?

Have some punch, dear.

- Got a minute, Larry? - Yes.

You know Oliver Clinton, don't you?

Oh, sure. We met in Washington about four months ago. Nice seeing you.

- You've done a real job on the insecticide. - Thank you.

Job, my foot. To Larry, 383 is a crusade.

He hasn't been home to dinner for a month.

We think it has great possibilities.

We think it'll make DDT look like talcum powder.

We'd like to get started on the field tests right away.

All right, sir.

If 383 comes up to our expectations...

you will have made a wonderful contribution to this project.

- I hope you're right, sir. Bye, Mr. Clinton. - Goodbye.

You know, we've got to get working on a field man.

Pretty short notice.

Do you think we could get Belletti away from Cross-Carter?

Well, I'm not sure Belletti's good enough.

Nobody's gonna seem quite good enough.

Guess I'm just jealous of whoever does the field job.

Excuse me, Bill.

Hello? Oh, hello, honey.

I'm sorry. I didn't know it was that late.

No, I'm afraid not. We still have a few things to settle here.

I'll see you later, huh?

Oh.

Well, give them my regards.

Yes, I'll see them later, too.

Goodbye, dear.

Millie and Henry Opdyke are coming over for dinner.

I'm sure getting tired of Millie and Henry Opdyke.

Millie, I've never really thought of moving.

Larry just loves this place.

You really must see it. It's a divine house.

Oh, but it's so expensive, Millie.

Don't be ridiculous. Your father's filthy with money.

We live on what Larry earns. You know that.

I know it, and I think it's ridiculous. Don't you, Henry?

Yes, dear.

Honey, I'm home.

- Oh, hi, darling. - Millie, Henry.

- Hello. - Hello, Larry.

- Hello, sweetheart. - Hi.

- I'm sorry to be late. - It's all right.

Say, let's get rid of them early. I wanna talk to you.

- I never can get used to his jokes. - Was I joking?

- You home? - Sorry to be late, Amy.

I'm not hungry. Just give me some dessert, huh?

- You're unusually cheerful tonight. - Yeah.

Oh, yes, feeling great, that's all. Feeling great.

Well, in that case, tell him about the house.

What house?

Millie was saying that the old Burton house on Stilton Road is up for sale.

And it's a great bargain.

Oh, yeah, I know the house. Pretty big place.

Susan can't possibly entertain properly in this shoebox of a house.

She needs a bigger place.

Of course, you'll need more help in the Burton house.

You'll never get along with just Amy.

Oh, we get along all right with just Amy.

You really should take a look at the Burton place, Larry.

Oh, the upper floor's a dream. There's an enormous bedroom for Susan...

and a wonderful paneled bedroom for you, each with its own dressing room and bath.

You mean separate bedrooms for Susan and me?

All the better homes are built that way.

Then we'll never live in one of the better homes.

Ha.

That'll be all, Amy. That's such a poisonous maid.

- If I were you... - I heard that.

- Well, you're just crazy to keep her. - Are you going to fire our maid, Millie?

You've already decided how Susan and I are gonna sleep.

If I didn't know you, Lorenzo Vega, I'd be very angry.

Of course, separate bedrooms...

it does seem sort of a lonesome way to sleep.

Don't you find it hard to fall asleep when you're alone?

Certainly not. You get to like it.

Oh, I don't know. And my feet. What about my feet?

You know, when they get cold, I kind of like to...

Yeah, well...

I think a man likes a room of his own after the first few years.

Then why don't you take the Burton house, Henry?

Separate bedrooms.

If I were a woman married to you, I'd hold out for separate houses...

in separate counties.

I never can tell whether he's joking or not.

I'm not.

- He doesn't mean it. - Don't be too sure.

Well, really, I could die.

As a matter of fact, there's no sense in even talking about a new house...

because Susan and I are going away.

What? Where are we going, dear?

I'm going to take on the 383 field job.

What's 383?

Oh, it's the new insecticide we've been working on at the plant.

It's got to be tested, so I'm going out with it myself...

and I'm taking Susan with me.

Oh, Larry. I've just been dying to go on a little trip.

With an insecticide? Where to, Larry?

Oh, here and there.

Larry, what sort of clothes will I need? How long will we be gone?

- About two years. - Two years?

First to Washington for a week of conferences.

Then to the South Pacific for the mosquitoes...

Africa for the tsetse flies, Puerto Rico for the roaches.

You mean to say you're going off to kill roaches, and you intend to take...

What sort of life would that be for you, surrounded by hundreds of dead roaches?

Millions.

- And what if they didn't die? - Oh, they'll die, all right.

Frankly, Lorenzo, I don't think it's a good idea.

Well, frankly, Millie, I didn't think you would.

Two years.

What are you gonna do with this house?

Oh, we can rent it or sell it.

I could die. I could just die!

You know something, Millie?

You're always saying that, but you never do it.

Larry, please.

Two years killing insects. People don't do such things.

Oh, but people should do such things, Henry.

You know, once you drop the ideal of money, all kinds of doors open.

Life becomes exciting. The view changes.

In my opinion, Larry, you're talking like a schoolboy.

How would you know? You never went, did you?

- Oh, Larry, please. - He can't talk to you that way.

- What does that mean? - I'll tell you what it means.

- Now, Larry, please. - I don't see how you can stand it.

- It will give me the greatest pleasure... - He doesn't mean it.

to tell you what I think of you and your way of living, Henry.

- Larry, now don't. - I don't have to stay here and be insulted.

He never liked us anyway.

And you, Millie, I've always disliked everything you stand and represent.

And that's an opinion that hasn't changed since I first met you.

- I could die! I could just die! - There she goes again!

Larry, will you stop? Will you stop it, please, all of you?

Please, stop it! Stop!

Really!

Amy, we've been waiting for the dessert. What's been keeping you?

Larry, please.

That was quite a performance you put on at dinner.

I'm sorry, honey.

I wish I knew what got into you.

I just figured we were going to be away on the field trip...

so I treated myself to the pleasure of saying a few things...

that I had in my mind for a long time.

I don't know how I'll ever face them again.

- Why try? - I can't imagine what they'll think.

- I don't care what they think! - You don't care what they think. I know.

It doesn't matter. We'll be thousands of miles away.

Look, honey, I know I picked the wrong time to tell you about it...

but you're gonna love this trip. It'll be the experience of a lifetime.

You really intend to go on this trip, huh?

Yes. Even if I didn't have to, I'd go just to get away from Millie and Henry.

- Look, I know you don't like Henry Opdyke. - He's a load of hay.

But I wish you would remember that Millie is my cousin and my closest friend.

- She's a load of hay, too. - She is not.

She's a breed of cat that's dying and deserves to die.

That's a terrible thing to say. Millie is devoted to me.

She's a fine woman.

And I'm Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.

I wish you'd leave Cousin Millie out of this.

How can I leave her out of it? She's in it up to her neck.

Oh, I could die. I could just die!

Well, you're even beginning to sound like her.

And if I don't do something about it, you'll get to be like her.