Leave Her to Heaven

When you hire a cook,
teach her the recipe.

I have no intention of hiring a cook
or a housekeeper or any other servants.

- You mean for the present.
- Ever.

- Idiot.
- I don't want anybody else but me...

...to do anything for you.
I want to keep your house and wash
your clothes and cook your food.

A born slavey.
I don't want anybody else
in the house but us.

- Ever?
- Ever.

Well, but suppose in the natural course
of events...

- Well, that's different.
- And what about Danny?

Well, that's different too.
Only three people have been
to Back of the Moon:

Me and Dick and Thorne.
- Who's Thorne?
- Leick Thorne. He's a woodsman.

He helped build the house, the dam,
the boathouse and all.

He takes care of the place.
I'd like to get hold of some
of Richard's baby pictures.

- Could I, do you suppose?
- Yeah, there's a whole album full.

A lot of college yearbooks
with loads of pictures of him.

Only, there's one he doesn't like
to show to anybody.

Why not?
Well, it's got a picture
of Enid Sothern in it.

Who's she?
The one they voted
the best-Iooking girl.

- Was she really beautiful?
- Not as beautiful as you are.

Thank you, Danny.
Won't it be wonderful
when you can go back to school?

Gosh, yes.
- What school did you go to?
- Same one as Dick.

- Boarding school?
- Yeah.

- Oh, that must be fun.
- Sure is.

Uh... Has Dick been busy lately?
Yes, he's been working awfully hard
on his book.

We mustn't interrupt him.
Besides, have you forgotten
our secret?

Dick. Dick.