Hot Saturday

Make it a certified check for $183.28.

$183.28? Yes.

And make it payable to the Hartford wholesale produce company.

The Hartford wholesale produce company.

Yeah.

Shoot that down to Ruth, Fred.

Okay.

For Ruth.

Yeah, I know. Hey, forward pass, frog face.

My check book positively says $11.21.

You know what happens?

This check gets thrown back in my lap.

For five years I do business here,

and now I should get insulted?

You didn't make any checking deposit last Saturday,

only savings.

Is that so? Well, I'm laughing.

I was telling Mrs. Ginsberg this morning

that someday I'll be a millionaire

like this romer sheffield.

Goodbye, Mr. Ginsberg.

No! Oh, have a heart, Ruth.

I get no pleasure out of life.

For the fifth time, no.

Just you and me alone.

I thought that was coming. No, thanks.

Well, why not?

One session of your football technique lasts a lifetime.

You might as well give up, frog face.

I'm going to ask Ruth out this Saturday myself.

Any fleas?

Back in your cage, gorilla!

The girls fluttered when he asked them to dance.

Scram, rube.

How about it, baby?

You take a lot for granted.

It takes a lot to satisfy me.

Shall we make a hot Saturday of it?

Well, that depends upon the degree of heat.

You can run the temperature. What do you say?

The whole crowd's going out to Willow Springs.

Okay. I'd be bored to death staying in town.

There you are, Eva.

Now, run along and drive your aunt minnie around for her shopping.

Of course, father.

Thanks a lot. All right.

Father, may I have the car tonight and Saturday night?

It doesn't seem proper for you

to take the car out at night so much.

It may lead to undesirable...

Why, father.

Undesirable gossip. It's indiscreet.

You know I'd never do anything unbecoming.

No, no, no, of course I...

Well, I guess it'll be all right.

Thanks, dear. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Hey, Eva!

Hello, Archie. What's on your mind?

Well, look, Eva. Conny's taking Ruth Saturday, isn't he?

So what?

Well, how about you going with me?

It's a date. Oh, that's swell.

You haven't been out with me for a month.

Saturday after lunch.

Dad's giving me the closed car.

Better yet. My feet get cold when I park in those roadsters.

Hey, hey.

And I said to the reverend botts that I...

- Hello, Eva. - How are you, dear?

How do you do?

And I told the reverend botts that I thought the city council

should call on that romer sheffield

and demand that he leave town.

The idea of bringing her out here to his summer home

and living with her openly!

It's a disgrace to the community.

You're absolutely right.

He's a vile influence, too. Yes.

Look!

Romer, look. What?

Well, we must be going.

Goodbye.

Goodbye. Bye.

I'll only be a minute, Camille.

All right.

Good morning, Mr. Sheffield.

Hello, conny, how are you?

Just fine, thank you. I'm pretty busy.

Good. Then the bank's still solvent, eh?

Oh, yes, sir.

Yes, Mr. Smith. Yes, Mr. Smith.

I rechecked your statement personally.

The balance is correct.

Good morning, miss Brock.

Oh, good morning.

Perhaps you failed to deduct the government tax.

Yes, there's a two cent tax on every check you write.

Oh, no, no, not just for democrats,

the Republicans have to pay it, too.

All right. Goodbye, Mr. Smith.

What can I do for you, Mr. Sheffield?

Just talk to me, will you? I like to hear you talk.

I haven't time.

Yes. I've noticed that.

Somehow, every time I come into the bank you always manage to be busy.

You know, I think I'll phone next time. Phone?

Well, you seemed pretty patient with Mr. Smith.

Did you ever talk to Mr. Smith?

No. I imagine it must be quite an experience.

It is.

You know, I like your hair done that way. It's very becoming.

Did you have any business to transact?

Come to think of it, I did. Look, I want this check deposited.

$30,000. Checking or savings?

Checking, by all means.

Third window down. Mr. Billings.

Look, miss Brock, don't you think you could take personal charge of my account?

Why?

Well, I'd have an excuse to become better acquainted with you.

Second, I've already mentioned your hair.

Third, you have blue eyes.

Fourth... is this an inventory?

Now, look, I'm serious. Let me go on, won't you?

I'm more interesting when I'm serious.

You're considered much too dangerous for local consumption.

I see. Ruled out, eh?

Uh-huh.

Well, well, conny billop seems more fortunate.

Oh, I imagine he'd change places with you most anytime.

Incidentally, it looks as though there's a man wanted.

I know, I know. She's glaring in here

and thumping her compact on top of the car door, isn't she?

Yes.

You know, the enamel's getting all worn off there.

I guess I'll have to go and see what I can do about it.

Say, what's the matter?

Does everyone in this town have high blood pressure?

Oh!

Well, how was she today?

Purely business, my dear.

Oh, yes? Selling short or bulling the market?

I suggest we stop talking about wall street, huh?

If you think you can park me out here

while you go in there and flirt with some dizzy little bank clerk,

you're crazy! All right, I'm crazy.

Oh!

Did she catch the train all right?

Yes, sir.

Good. Any parting message? Yes, sir.

She said you could go to the devil.

Well, that's nice of her. Here you are.

Thank you, sir. Don't mention it.

Did she say anything else?

Yes, sir. She said she was going to Florida on Mr. Howard's yacht.

Good! She'll probably get a nice coat of tan.

Yes, sir.

That'll be all, frank.

Nine, nine, four.

Boy, I don't know my own strength.

Yeah?

Yeah?

Yeah, he's here.

For you, conny.

For me? Okay.

Hey, keep your eye on him, will you?

I don't want him pushing them in with his hand.

Yeah? Oh, hello, Mr. Sheffield.

Yeah, that landlady usually knows where everybody is.

Say, conny, I've noticed your crowd goes out to Willow Springs

every Saturday.

Yeah, that's the only excitement there is around this burg.

Well, why don't you all drop in here Saturday afternoon?

There's lots of drinks, and I'll rummage up some food.

Say, that'd be swell. You bet I'll invite them.

That's fine. Then I'll expect you.

Stay as long as you like. No limit.

All right. Goodbye.

Boy, this Saturday is going to be some Saturday!

What's up? That was romer sheffield.

Wanted me to invite the crowd out to his place for a party.

Well, we can't go out there.

The town would burn down to the ground

if we took the girls within a mile of that guy.

Stop griping. Nobody needs to see where we're going.

We can take the side road up Willow creek into his place.

Well, how about the girls? Do you think they'll go?

Sure. They'll eat it up.

Yeah, I know, but...

Listen, Archie. You start griping every week

about spending three bucks for bootleg gin.

Here you got a swell chance to get some real liquor for nothing.

Say, that is an idea, isn't it?

Be out in a minute. I'll give you odds it's 15 minutes.

Fifty cents to a dollar.

Taken.

Hello, dad. Hello, Ruth.

That's funny. I'd forgotten it was Saturday.

Until you saw this pay envelope, eh?

Well, what is it this time?