:06:02
How are you, Skeffington?
:06:04
How are you, Mr. MacMahon?
:06:08
Hello, Job.
:06:09
Hello, Fanny.
:06:11
Fanny, may I present Miss Morris.
:06:14
How do you do, Miss Morris?
:06:15
- Eleanor, this is my wife, Fanny.
- How do you do?
:06:22
And it may be something of an anticlimax,
but this is Mr. MacMahon.
:06:25
Glad to meet you.
:06:27
Won't you join us?
:06:30
- I think I'd rather go home.
- I wish you wouldn't.
:06:33
This is one of the few chances I get
of seeing my wife.
:06:39
Please.
:06:45
- Thank you, Louie.
- Yes, sir.
:06:47
Two more glasses, Louie.
:06:48
Sure, Mac.
:06:52
Are you my husband's secretary,
Miss Morris?
:06:57
Yes, I am.
:06:58
I think this sort of employer-employee
relationship is most progressive.
:07:03
If there were more like it, there would be
no need for socialists on street corners.
:07:08
By the way, Mrs. Skeffington,
are you Mr. MacMahon's secretary?
:07:12
Me? Good heavens, no.
:07:15
Well, then, perhaps
there's a definite need...
:07:18
...for those street-corner socialists.
:07:25
- Champagne?
- Thank you.
:07:27
- Here she is.
- This is our friend, Eddie.
:07:29
Take a good look.
:07:32
Ain't she beautiful?
:07:35
Definitely.
:07:38
Quiet, everybody. Take it easy.
:07:41
- Open up!
- The police.
:07:43
Hey, boss, the cops. It's a raid.
:07:46
We'd better get out of here.
:07:48
Fanny.
:07:52
- Excuse me.
- Let's get out the side way.
:07:58
Stay where you are. Everybody's
under arrest. Pick them up.