:40:02
Oh, the divine
emanations from it.
:40:06
Hail, cosmic chief.
:40:10
Taro.! Caro.!
Salamond.!
:40:14
All right, ladies.
Break it up.
:40:16
That's it for today. No
demonstrating without a permit.
:40:20
You have no right
to bar us from this house.
:40:22
I've got my orders. Then I'll
have those orders changed.
:40:25
Well, you'd better do it soon.
They're gonna tear it down Monday.
:40:27
Tear it down?
:40:29
By whose orders? Nicholas
Simmons, the owner.
:40:32
Are you sure?
Positive.
:40:36
This citadel of the divine,
destroyed?
:40:40
Never!
:40:44
Milo, look at me
when I talk to you.
:40:46
Halcyon, I promised
Nicholas Simmons...
:40:48
that I would clear the title
by the first of the week.
:40:50
Then you haven't signed
the final papers yet?
:40:52
Well, no. No, I haven't. Milo,
:40:55
do you realize how long it's been
since we've had a local manifestation?
:40:59
We always have to go out of town,
as far away as Wooster, Ohio.
:41:03
Oh, Halcyon... Now, don't
"Oh, Halcyon" me, Milo.
:41:06
You don't seem to realize
the cosmic importance of this.
:41:10
Why, this is bigger than the
whispering steeple in Kansas City.
:41:13
It's bigger than the headless
ballet dancer in Dublin, Ireland.
:41:18
And it's even bigger than
the day our dear Theresa...
:41:20
received that personal message
from Rudolph Valentino in Toledo.
:41:25
Milo, you will not
sign those papers.
:41:27
Oh, but dear...
You won't.
:41:28
But dear...
You won't.
:41:30
But... I own 51% of the bank stock.
:41:35
I won't.
:41:41
Milo, you didn't eat
your tapioca.
:41:43
No wonder you have
a nervous stomach.
:41:54
What kind of a man runs his
bank on the whims of his wife?
:41:57
Well, you just don't know
Mrs. Maxwell.