It Happened One Night

You're not going to notify my father,
are you?

What for?
You probably could get
some money out of him.

I never thought of that.
If you promise not to do it,
I'll pay you as much as he will.

You won't gain a thing by giving me up.
I'm willing to make it worth your while.
I've got to get to New York
without being stopped.

It's very important to me.
I'd pay you now, only...
...all I had when I jumped off
the yacht was a watch.

I had to pawn it to get these clothes.
I'll give you my address.
You can contact me in New York.

Never mind.
I had you pegged right from the jump.
Just the spoiled brat of a rich father.
The only way you get anything is to buy it.

You're in a jam and all you can think of is
your money. It never fails, does it?

Ever hear of the word "humility"?
No, you wouldn't.
It never occurred to you to say...
..."Please, Mister, I'm in trouble.
Will you help me?"

That'd bring you down off your high horse.
I'll tell you something to ease your mind.
You don't have to worry about me.
I'm not interested in your money
or your problem.

You, King Westley, your father.
You're all a lot of hooey to me.

You send telegrams here?
I'm just fine, thanks. And how are you?
"To Joe Gordon,
in care of New York Mail, New York.

"Am I laughing. The biggest scoop
of the year just dropped in my lap.

"I know where Ellen Andrews is."
No, do you really?

Go on. Send the telegram.
"How would you like to have the story?
You big tub of..."

"Tub of mush. Well, try and get it.
"What I said about never writing
another line for you still goes.

"Are you burning? Peter Warne."
That'll be $2.60.
- Send it collect.
- Collect?

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