Cecil and Sally

Episode 158 - Cecil is jealous of Little Lord Fauntleroy

Date: circa 1930s


<p>Characters:</p>

<p>CECIL - Sweet teenage boy<br />
SALLY - Sweet teenage girl, thpeakth with a lithp</p>(SALLY FINDS CECIL SITTING ALONE IN A ROOM AT THE PARTY)

SALLY:  Oh, hullo, Cecil.  I've been looking all over for you.

CECIL:  (SULKY) Well, I haven't been any place.

SALLY:  What'sa matter?  Aren't ya having a good time?

CECIL:  (SARCASTIC) Sure.  Great.  Ha, ha, ha.

SALLY:  Oh, goodness, now what's the matter?

CECIL:  (HURT) Nothin's the matter.  Go on and dance with that fellow wearing the trick costume again.

SALLY:  (GIGGLE) Oh, him? (GIGGLE) Did you notice that I had the last two dances with him?

CECIL:  (AIRILY) No.  Did you?

SALLY:  (GIGGLE) Yes.  You ought to know him, Cecil.  He's awfully nice.

CECIL:  Thanks, I don't care to know him.

SALLY:  Why, Cecil.  You didn't mind if I had just two little dances with him, did you?

CECIL:  Ha!  Why should I mind?

SALLY:  (GIGGLE) Yes.  Why should you?

CECIL:  Besides, it wasn't two.  It was three.  (VOICE WOBBLES) I can count.

SALLY:  Oh, then you DID notice.

CECIL:  N-n-no.  I was talking to someone else.  Oh, it doesn't make any difference, anyhow.  I just mentioned it.

SALLY:  Well, good.  I-I'm glad it's all right.  Oh, he's the nicest boy!

CECIL:  (SULKING) Of course, I just brought ya.  I'm not important.

SALLY:  Why, Cecil, we had the first two dances together.

CECIL:  Yeah.  Wonderful break for the public.

SALLY:  Well, you shouldn't stay over here and stand against the wall.  Why didn't YOU dance too?

CECIL:  Oh, that's all right.  Don't mind me.  I'm just playing like a wallflower.

SALLY:  (GIGGLE) You don't look very much like a flower.

CECIL:  Aren'tcha afraid your Little Lord-- Li'l Lord Fauntleroy'll get lonesome?  Ain'tcha better run and look him up?

SALLY:  Cecil, don't act like that.

CECIL:  Like what?

SALLY:  Like you are.

CECIL:  I'm acting all right.  Huh!  I'm enjoying myself.

SALLY:  Well, why don't you smile and show it?

CECIL:  (HURT) You've danced with everybody here twice as much as you have with me.

SALLY:  Well, it's not MY fault if most of the boys would rather dance with me than some of the other girls.

CECIL:  Ohhh?  Well, don't you hate yourself?

SALLY:  Well, I didn't mean it THAT way.

CECIL:  Well, it doesn't make any difference to me.  I'll wait until the party's over to take you home.

SALLY:  You're going to dance this next dance with me?

CECIL:  Thanks, but I just broke my leg.  I'm not dancing any more tonight.

SALLY:  Now, Cecil, don't go and spoil the party.  Don't act like a baby.

CECIL:  I told ya once, not to mind me.  Go ahead and dance some more with that... funny-looking egg in the... Lord Faunt-- well, in the Little Lord Fauntleroy, in the... boy's suit.

SALLY:  Well, I've danced with him once, Cecil.

CECIL:  Three times!

SALLY:  He does look cute in that costume, though, doesn't he? (GIGGLE)

CECIL:  (SARCASTIC) Want me to go get him for you?

SALLY:  Goodness, don't be so sarcastic.

CECIL:  (VOICE WOBBLES) Don't let ME stop you from having a good time.

SALLY:  Cecil, why do you always act like this when we go to a party?  If I run away for a few minutes, you pout and sulk.

CECIL:  Ha!  (VOICE WOBBLES. AIRILY) I've told you a thousand times, it doesn't make the slightest bit of difference.

SALLY:  (SARCASTIC) Oh, no.  Here is a lovely big party, lovely music, lovely punch--

CECIL:  (PETULANT) Yeah, and a lovely boy dressed like Little Lord-- dressed like a little boy.  And I'll see that he gets some lovely punch... right in the eye.

SALLY:  Now, Cecil, you've started enough trouble tonight.  If you're going to act this way the rest of the night, we'll go home.

CECIL:  Fine!  Let's get our things.

SALLY:  No, we won't either.  The party isn't half over.

CECIL:  Well, it's all over, as far as I'm concerned.  Didn't wanna come here in the first place.

SALLY:  Well, if this is the way you act, it'll be the last time, as far as I'M concerned.

CECIL:  Yeah, we'll I'd like to have that in writing.

SALLY:  Oh, Cecil, don't act like a spoiled baby.

CECIL:  (VOICE WOBBLES) And don't call me names!

SALLY:  Well, Cecil, everybody's been talking about how cute you look, dressed up like you are, and--

CECIL:  Oh, ye gods!  Ohhhh...

SALLY:  Well, you DO look cute.  Only, you shouldn't frown.  Girls don't frown.

CECIL:  (SCOWLS AT HER)

SALLY:  That's right; frown more than ever.  Oh, goodness.

CECIL:  You better run along and dance with that-- that--  Well, you better go on.  I'll stand over here by the wall, and have a good time watching you.

SALLY:  I don't want to dance with him any more.

CECIL:  Whats'a matter?  Does he have to go home?

SALLY:  I'm not interested in him.

CECIL:  (VOICE WOBBLES) You danced with him three times.

SALLY:  Well, is THAT any crime?

CECIL:  No!  I don't care.  It doesn't make any difference anyhow.

SALLY:  Well, he asked me to dance with him.  I didn't see YOU around anywhere.

CECIL:  I...  I was out trying to fix this... darn dress I have on.

SALLY:  And so, I danced with him.

CECIL:  (VOICE WOBBLES) You didn't have to lean your head on his shoulder.

SALLY:  Oh, did I do that?

CECIL:  Oh?  Did you do that?

SALLY:  (GIGGLE) I didn't notice.  Isn't that funny? (GIGGLE)

CECIL:  Of course, I don't mind, but it's--  But--  Well, it doesn't look right.

SALLY:  Well, I was tired.

CECIL:  You don't get tired when (VOICE WOBBLES) you're dancing with me.

SALLY:  Oh, yes I do, Cecil!  I mean, uh (GIGGLE) no, I don't.  Uh, no.  Uh-uh.

CECIL:  Yeah.  I know what you mean.  Run along.

SALLY:  (SINGSONG) Ce-cil...

CECIL:  Now, don't start that!

SALLY:  Start what?

CECIL:  Whatever you're gonna start.

SALLY:  Let's dance.

CECIL:  (SULKY) I don't wanna dance.

SALLY:  But I do.

CECIL:  Wait a minute, and I'll go find that-- that-- Little Lord...

SALLY:  It's a Little Lord Fauntleroy suit.

CECIL:  Well, I'll get him for you.

SALLY:  But I don't want him.  I wanna dance with you.

CECIL:  I'm sorry, but I just broke my leg.

SALLY:  Well, somebody ought to shoot you.

CECIL:  I'm no horse.

SALLY:  No, you're a stubborn mule!  Why can't you come to a party and have a good time?  Why can't you?

CECIL:  Why can't YOU come to a party without chasing off with everybody?

SALLY:  Where did I chase off to???

CECIL:  Have you forgotten so soon?

SALLY:  I just danced a couple of dances--

CECIL:  It wasn't a couple; it was three!

SALLY:  Well, THREE, then.  I don't see any harm in that.

CECIL:  (VOICE WOBBLES) I tell you, it doesn't make the slightest bit o' difference, anyhow!

SALLY:  You could have danced with someone else.  What did you do, anyhow?

CECIL:  Stood over here by the wall, and held my thumbs.

SALLY:  You didn't have to hold your thumbs.

CECIL:  Yeah, I did.  If I let go of them, I'd have socked Lord... Fauntleroy in the snoot.

SALLY:  Well, HE didn't do anything.

CECIL:  He smiled at me, every time he danced by with you.

SALLY:  Well, what's wrong with that?  I think that was nice.

CECIL:  It was the way he smiled.  Don't like him anyhow.  Anybody that would come to a party, dressed up like--  Well, I shouldn't say anything.

SALLY:  Ce-cil...  Step out here on the porch with me.

CECIL:  (SULKY) Whatta you wanna go out on the porch for?  There's no light out there.

SALLY:  (GIGGLE) I know it.  Come on. (GIGGLE)

CECIL:  (GRUDGINGLY) All right, come on.  I know what you're gonna say.

(THEY HEAD OUT TO THE PORCH)

SALLY:  What? (GIGGLE)

CECIL:  You're gonna say that I've been acting like--  Hey, let's go on back in.  Someone's gonna play something.

SFX:  ROMANTIC INSTRUMENTAL, PLAYED ON A PHONOGRAPH, FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE

SALLY:  Oh no; we can hear them out here.  Now, you know what I want?

CECIL:  I have nothing to apologize for.

SALLY:  Oh, I don't want that, Cecil.  Don't act mad.

CECIL:  (SULKY) I'm not acting.

SALLY:  Is it real?

CECIL:  I'm not mad!

SALLY:  Well, what ARE you?

CECIL:  (SULKY) Well, just... nothin'.

SALLY:  (BEAT) Cecil?  I-I'm sorry I danced with Phil three times, and left you standing by the wall.

CECIL:  Oh... well, that's all right.  I didn't mind.

SALLY:  (GIGGLE) Then, it's all right?

CECIL:  Yeah.

SALLY:  And you're not peeved?

CECIL:  I wasn't peeved in the first place.

SALLY:  Cecil?  I, um... (GIGGLE) You know something?

CECIL:  Yeah, that's what I've got a brain for.

SALLY:  When I was dancing with him, I, uh, was wishing it were you.

CECIL:  (SMILES WARMLY) Thanks.

(THEY LISTEN TO THE MUSIC FOR A MOMENT)

SALLY:  Isn't that pretty?

CECIL:  Oh, 's all right.

SALLY:  Are you happy, Cecil?

CECIL:  Oh, I'm all right.

SALLY:  I am.  I want you to be happy too.  Smile.

CECIL:  (CHUCKLES) You couldn't see me if I did.

SALLY:  Oh, yes I could.  I could see your teeth shine. (GIGGLE)

CECIL:  (GRINS AT HER)

SALLY:  Oh, there.  That's fine. (GIGGLE) Happy now?

CECIL:  (CHUCKLES) Oh, I'm all right.

SALLY:  (BEAT) Cecil?  My hands are cold.

CECIL:  Why?

SALLY:  Oh, I don't know, but they ARE. (NO RESPONSE) Cecil, my HANDS are cold.

CECIL:  Here. (TAKES HER HANDS IN HIS. CHUCKLES) I-is that better?

SALLY:  (GIGGLE) Yes.  I'm glad we're here together, tonight.

CECIL:  Me too. (CHUCKLING)

SALLY:  Are you really?

CECIL:  (CHUCKLING) Sure thing!

SALLY:  (BEAT) Ce-cil?

CECIL:  What?

SALLY:  A penny for your thoughts?

CECIL:  (VOICE CRACKS) Oh, is THAT all?

SALLY:  What are you thinking of?

CECIL:  Aw, nothin'.

SALLY:  Tell me.

CECIL:  (SMILING) You wouldn't believe me.

SALLY:  Cecil, I believe everything you say.

CECIL:  (SMILING) Awwww, Sally.

SALLY:  Honest.  What are you thinking of, Cecil?

CECIL:  Do I have to tell ya?

SALLY:  Yes.

CECIL:  Well... I was just wondering.

SALLY:  What?

CECIL:  I was just wondering if I could possibly... that is... I was hopin' that maybe I didn't... ("AW SHUCKS") that maybe I didn't look as silly as I feel in this darn dress you made me wear to this dumb ol' party.  (FADING) That's all I was thinking...