(SALLY FINDS CECIL SITTING ALONE IN A ROOM AT THE PARTY) SALLY: Oh, hullo, Cecil. I've been looking all over for you. CECIL: (SULKY) Well, I haven't been any place. SALLY: What'sa matter? Aren't ya having a good time? CECIL: (SARCASTIC) Sure. Great. Ha, ha, ha. SALLY: Oh, goodness, now what's the matter? CECIL: (HURT) Nothin's the matter. Go on and dance with that fellow wearing the trick costume again. SALLY: (GIGGLE) Oh, him? (GIGGLE) Did you notice that I had the last two dances with him? CECIL: (AIRILY) No. Did you? SALLY: (GIGGLE) Yes. You ought to know him, Cecil. He's awfully nice. CECIL: Thanks, I don't care to know him. SALLY: Why, Cecil. You didn't mind if I had just two little dances with him, did you? CECIL: Ha! Why should I mind? SALLY: (GIGGLE) Yes. Why should you? CECIL: Besides, it wasn't two. It was three. (VOICE WOBBLES) I can count. SALLY: Oh, then you DID notice. CECIL: N-n-no. I was talking to someone else. Oh, it doesn't make any difference, anyhow. I just mentioned it. SALLY: Well, good. I-I'm glad it's all right. Oh, he's the nicest boy! CECIL: (SULKING) Of course, I just brought ya. I'm not important. SALLY: Why, Cecil, we had the first two dances together. CECIL: Yeah. Wonderful break for the public. SALLY: Well, you shouldn't stay over here and stand against the wall. Why didn't YOU dance too? CECIL: Oh, that's all right. Don't mind me. I'm just playing like a wallflower. SALLY: (GIGGLE) You don't look very much like a flower. CECIL: Aren'tcha afraid your Little Lord-- Li'l Lord Fauntleroy'll get lonesome? Ain'tcha better run and look him up? SALLY: Cecil, don't act like that. CECIL: Like what? SALLY: Like you are. CECIL: I'm acting all right. Huh! I'm enjoying myself. SALLY: Well, why don't you smile and show it? CECIL: (HURT) You've danced with everybody here twice as much as you have with me. SALLY: Well, it's not MY fault if most of the boys would rather dance with me than some of the other girls. CECIL: Ohhh? Well, don't you hate yourself? SALLY: Well, I didn't mean it THAT way. CECIL: Well, it doesn't make any difference to me. I'll wait until the party's over to take you home. SALLY: You're going to dance this next dance with me? CECIL: Thanks, but I just broke my leg. I'm not dancing any more tonight. SALLY: Now, Cecil, don't go and spoil the party. Don't act like a baby. CECIL: I told ya once, not to mind me. Go ahead and dance some more with that... funny-looking egg in the... Lord Faunt-- well, in the Little Lord Fauntleroy, in the... boy's suit. SALLY: Well, I've danced with him once, Cecil. CECIL: Three times! SALLY: He does look cute in that costume, though, doesn't he? (GIGGLE) CECIL: (SARCASTIC) Want me to go get him for you? SALLY: Goodness, don't be so sarcastic. CECIL: (VOICE WOBBLES) Don't let ME stop you from having a good time. SALLY: Cecil, why do you always act like this when we go to a party? If I run away for a few minutes, you pout and sulk. CECIL: Ha! (VOICE WOBBLES. AIRILY) I've told you a thousand times, it doesn't make the slightest bit of difference. SALLY: (SARCASTIC) Oh, no. Here is a lovely big party, lovely music, lovely punch-- CECIL: (PETULANT) Yeah, and a lovely boy dressed like Little Lord-- dressed like a little boy. And I'll see that he gets some lovely punch... right in the eye. SALLY: Now, Cecil, you've started enough trouble tonight. If you're going to act this way the rest of the night, we'll go home. CECIL: Fine! Let's get our things. SALLY: No, we won't either. The party isn't half over. CECIL: Well, it's all over, as far as I'm concerned. Didn't wanna come here in the first place. SALLY: Well, if this is the way you act, it'll be the last time, as far as I'M concerned. CECIL: Yeah, we'll I'd like to have that in writing. SALLY: Oh, Cecil, don't act like a spoiled baby. CECIL: (VOICE WOBBLES) And don't call me names! SALLY: Well, Cecil, everybody's been talking about how cute you look, dressed up like you are, and-- CECIL: Oh, ye gods! Ohhhh... SALLY: Well, you DO look cute. Only, you shouldn't frown. Girls don't frown. CECIL: (SCOWLS AT HER) SALLY: That's right; frown more than ever. Oh, goodness. CECIL: You better run along and dance with that-- that-- Well, you better go on. I'll stand over here by the wall, and have a good time watching you. SALLY: I don't want to dance with him any more. CECIL: Whats'a matter? Does he have to go home? SALLY: I'm not interested in him. CECIL: (VOICE WOBBLES) You danced with him three times. SALLY: Well, is THAT any crime? CECIL: No! I don't care. It doesn't make any difference anyhow. SALLY: Well, he asked me to dance with him. I didn't see YOU around anywhere. CECIL: I... I was out trying to fix this... darn dress I have on. SALLY: And so, I danced with him. CECIL: (VOICE WOBBLES) You didn't have to lean your head on his shoulder. SALLY: Oh, did I do that? CECIL: Oh? Did you do that? SALLY: (GIGGLE) I didn't notice. Isn't that funny? (GIGGLE) CECIL: Of course, I don't mind, but it's-- But-- Well, it doesn't look right. SALLY: Well, I was tired. CECIL: You don't get tired when (VOICE WOBBLES) you're dancing with me. SALLY: Oh, yes I do, Cecil! I mean, uh (GIGGLE) no, I don't. Uh, no. Uh-uh. CECIL: Yeah. I know what you mean. Run along. SALLY: (SINGSONG) Ce-cil... CECIL: Now, don't start that! SALLY: Start what? CECIL: Whatever you're gonna start. SALLY: Let's dance. CECIL: (SULKY) I don't wanna dance. SALLY: But I do. CECIL: Wait a minute, and I'll go find that-- that-- Little Lord... SALLY: It's a Little Lord Fauntleroy suit. CECIL: Well, I'll get him for you. SALLY: But I don't want him. I wanna dance with you. CECIL: I'm sorry, but I just broke my leg. SALLY: Well, somebody ought to shoot you. CECIL: I'm no horse. SALLY: No, you're a stubborn mule! Why can't you come to a party and have a good time? Why can't you? CECIL: Why can't YOU come to a party without chasing off with everybody? SALLY: Where did I chase off to??? CECIL: Have you forgotten so soon? SALLY: I just danced a couple of dances-- CECIL: It wasn't a couple; it was three! SALLY: Well, THREE, then. I don't see any harm in that. CECIL: (VOICE WOBBLES) I tell you, it doesn't make the slightest bit o' difference, anyhow! SALLY: You could have danced with someone else. What did you do, anyhow? CECIL: Stood over here by the wall, and held my thumbs. SALLY: You didn't have to hold your thumbs. CECIL: Yeah, I did. If I let go of them, I'd have socked Lord... Fauntleroy in the snoot. SALLY: Well, HE didn't do anything. CECIL: He smiled at me, every time he danced by with you. SALLY: Well, what's wrong with that? I think that was nice. CECIL: It was the way he smiled. Don't like him anyhow. Anybody that would come to a party, dressed up like-- Well, I shouldn't say anything. SALLY: Ce-cil... Step out here on the porch with me. CECIL: (SULKY) Whatta you wanna go out on the porch for? There's no light out there. SALLY: (GIGGLE) I know it. Come on. (GIGGLE) CECIL: (GRUDGINGLY) All right, come on. I know what you're gonna say. (THEY HEAD OUT TO THE PORCH) SALLY: What? (GIGGLE) CECIL: You're gonna say that I've been acting like-- Hey, let's go on back in. Someone's gonna play something. SFX: ROMANTIC INSTRUMENTAL, PLAYED ON A PHONOGRAPH, FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE SALLY: Oh no; we can hear them out here. Now, you know what I want? CECIL: I have nothing to apologize for. SALLY: Oh, I don't want that, Cecil. Don't act mad. CECIL: (SULKY) I'm not acting. SALLY: Is it real? CECIL: I'm not mad! SALLY: Well, what ARE you? CECIL: (SULKY) Well, just... nothin'. SALLY: (BEAT) Cecil? I-I'm sorry I danced with Phil three times, and left you standing by the wall. CECIL: Oh... well, that's all right. I didn't mind. SALLY: (GIGGLE) Then, it's all right? CECIL: Yeah. SALLY: And you're not peeved? CECIL: I wasn't peeved in the first place. SALLY: Cecil? I, um... (GIGGLE) You know something? CECIL: Yeah, that's what I've got a brain for. SALLY: When I was dancing with him, I, uh, was wishing it were you. CECIL: (SMILES WARMLY) Thanks. (THEY LISTEN TO THE MUSIC FOR A MOMENT) SALLY: Isn't that pretty? CECIL: Oh, 's all right. SALLY: Are you happy, Cecil? CECIL: Oh, I'm all right. SALLY: I am. I want you to be happy too. Smile. CECIL: (CHUCKLES) You couldn't see me if I did. SALLY: Oh, yes I could. I could see your teeth shine. (GIGGLE) CECIL: (GRINS AT HER) SALLY: Oh, there. That's fine. (GIGGLE) Happy now? CECIL: (CHUCKLES) Oh, I'm all right. SALLY: (BEAT) Cecil? My hands are cold. CECIL: Why? SALLY: Oh, I don't know, but they ARE. (NO RESPONSE) Cecil, my HANDS are cold. CECIL: Here. (TAKES HER HANDS IN HIS. CHUCKLES) I-is that better? SALLY: (GIGGLE) Yes. I'm glad we're here together, tonight. CECIL: Me too. (CHUCKLING) SALLY: Are you really? CECIL: (CHUCKLING) Sure thing! SALLY: (BEAT) Ce-cil? CECIL: What? SALLY: A penny for your thoughts? CECIL: (VOICE CRACKS) Oh, is THAT all? SALLY: What are you thinking of? CECIL: Aw, nothin'. SALLY: Tell me. CECIL: (SMILING) You wouldn't believe me. SALLY: Cecil, I believe everything you say. CECIL: (SMILING) Awwww, Sally. SALLY: Honest. What are you thinking of, Cecil? CECIL: Do I have to tell ya? SALLY: Yes. CECIL: Well... I was just wondering. SALLY: What? CECIL: I was just wondering if I could possibly... that is... I was hopin' that maybe I didn't... ("AW SHUCKS") that maybe I didn't look as silly as I feel in this darn dress you made me wear to this dumb ol' party. (FADING) That's all I was thinking...