“Gosh, I’m afraid so,” says Peggy, confirming Millie’s take on their lack of liquor in the house.
“Wish he’d given us some warning he was going to get here today,” says Millie.
“Don’t worry, Mom,” says Peggy.
“I mean, so that would could have gotten in some supplies of things,” says Millie, looking through the ice box.
“Mother,” says Peggy, “I know it’s a little difficult. That’s only because Dad’s so crazy about you! He’s been away so long, and missed you so terribly. He can’t just walk in and pick up the old life as if– ”
“Hey! I got a wonderful idea!” says Al, entering the kitchen. “Let’s go out on the town, the three of us!”
“Tonight?” asks Peggy.
“Yes! Tonight, right now. We’ll celebrate the Old Man’s homecoming,” says Al.
“Not me, I’m going to b-” starts Peggy.
“No, no, no! You, too – the three of us,” says Al. “I want to DO something, SEE something! And I’ve been in jungles and around savages so long, I gotta find out I’m back in civilization again!”
The scene shifts to a montage – a sign for the “CAFE DEAUVILLE.” Gene Krupa plays the drums at a manic pace.
A jumble of feet on a crowded dance floor.
Al and Millie sit at a tiny cocktail table in a crowded club.