Feet First

Oh! Oh! You... you idiot!
Oh, of all the dumb tricks!
Look at me! You... you...
Henry, did you put
my music in the car?

Yes, Miss.
It's right on the back seat.

Oh, I have it. Here it is.
Say, pansy.
Yeah? He ain't got no right
bustin' into my car...

that way, either.
Anyway, I think he did it
on purpose.

Get back in the car, Henry.
Don't pay any attention
to this big brute.

Say, lady,
this is a private scrap.

I'll pull that guy
out of the car and...

Here, here. What do you mean
by using that tone of voice...

to this young lady?
Why, you ought to be
ashamed of yourself.

Besides, you have no right...
leaving your car parked here
in other people's way.

Now, listen,
if this happens again...

I'm going to see to it

Why don't you get a shave?
It's too bad
that this had to happen, Miss.

If he annoys you again,
you just let me know.

Thank you very much.
Oh, oh, the pleasure's
really all mine.

- Good-bye.
- Good-bye.

- Oh.
- Oh.

Oh, I-I'll get it.
I don't know how I can ever
thank you, Mister...

- Harold.
- Mr. Harold.