:18:01
Well, trom now on,
she'll be set for lite.
:18:04
She can sit around on her big tat trust
fund. We'll have our own little house--
:18:08
l don't care what Sullivan pays you.
No woman is supporting Albert Peterson.
:18:12
- You're not listening, darling.
- l am not a gigolo.
:18:15
Will you get to that piano
and start composing?
:18:19
- Mary, l want Kim McAtee, Ohio.
- l'm through composing.
:18:23
l was always through,
but now l know it.
:18:25
That's right. You're a biochemist,
but this is one song you can sell.
:18:29
- Huh?
- Okay, calI me back.
:18:31
- As l was saying, huh?
- Gee, you're slow today.
:18:33
Now, you are going to write
a song called ''One Last Kiss.''
:18:36
ls this Albert's floor
or is it the one below?
:18:41
''One Last Kiss.'' Now.
:18:44
Oh, one last kiss
There never was such bliss
:18:50
l love your dentifrice
:18:52
- A little too clinical, l think.
- Yeah, you're right, honey. Let's see.
:18:58
Mama? She's never been to the otfice
since she discovered canasta.
:19:01
Well, now's the perfect time
to tell her about dissolving Almaelou.
:19:05
Yeah.
:19:07
- And about us.
- Yeah.
:19:13
Sonny!
:19:15
- Mama!
- Baby!
:19:17
What a nice surprise, and you're
just in time tor some wondertul news.
:19:22
- What's the matter?
- Nothing, son.
:19:24
l just tainted in the subway.
That's all.
:19:27
But l didn't tall down.
It was too crowded.
:19:29
- l keep tellin' ya, take a taxi.
- Taxis?
:19:32
Taxis are for my successful son.
:19:35
A dirty crowded subway
is good enough for a mother.
:19:38
Mother's nothin' nowadays.
:19:41
- Who's that?
- Mommy, you know Rose DeLeon.
:19:44
- And guess what.
- This is that pretty Rose DeLeon?
:19:50
Oh, l don't believe it.
:19:53
Rose, what happened to ya?
:19:56
You had a fatal sickness
or somethin'?
:19:59
lt's nice to see you again.