me, Mother.
I'll get over it.
"But, my darlings, I'm so lonesome for you.
"I don't know how I can stand it.
"Last night I cried myself to sleep,
and that helped a little.
"But this morning when I woke up
and realized I wasn't in my own bed....
"I wish I could rush back home.
But how can I, if I want to forget?
"The newspapers, Tony and a million things
make it impossible.
"Forgive me, my darlings.
"I promise to write every day,
sometimes twice or even more.
"Please, everybody,
take good care of yourselves.
"Don't let anything happen to you.
"All my love, Alice."
Sounds to me like she's not coming back.
Mr. Blakely, please.
Mr. Blakely, please.
Mr. Blakely?
Dad, you don't mean
you're thinking of selling the house?
Alice is right.
She can never come back here.
It would only make her miserable.
I won't let her live alone.
We'll find a place up there with her.
Mr. Blakely, this is Vanderhof.
Do you still want to buy the house?
You'll only pay $25,000 now.
Well, all right. Certainly, today.
All right, that's all. Goodbye.
Well, we had to leave this house sometime,
anyway.
I had a hard time,
but I made the old codger sell.
-Mr. Kirby's got all 1 2 blocks, solid.
-We can go ahead.
We've got the Vanderhof property.
Line up Kincaid now.
If that old gent hadn't sold,
the whole deal would've been blocked.
To all tenants in the 1 2-block area.
Notice. You are hereby notified that--
"You are notified that 10 days from this date
your premises must be vacated."
-That's the same as I've got.
-That certainly doesn't give us much time.
No.
Look. The Jensens must have gotten
their notice. Let's go see.
-Mr. Jensen, did you get one of these?
-Sure. We have to get out in 10 days.
-We all have to move.
-I can't understand it.
Grandpa said if they couldn't buy his house,
nobody would have to move.
Look.
Sorry, Mr. Kirby can't be disturbed.
I think it's all over, don't you?
Hello? Sorry, Mr. Kirby's not available.
Hello. He's not answering his phone.
Sorry.
I've just been upstairs.
All our board members are there,
and the heads of those six little companies.
This merger's going to make history!
The market doesn't know
whether to buy or sell.
I hope we're right.
I have everything sunk in this.
-Stop bellyaching. We can't miss.
-Where's Kirby?
-In there. We've been waiting for him.
-Who's with him?
Nobody. He's probably bowing
to the other Kirbys on the wall.
Hello. No.
Tell the senator to keep his shirt on.
-Kirby wants him to stay in Washington.
-No newspapers until after the meeting.
Ramsey make trouble for us?
You're crazy. He's broke.
He's finished.
Kirby hasn't even left him carfare.
You've got to hand it to the old man.
How he squeezed down on old Ramsey,
beautiful.
It wouldn't surprise me
if he were to blow his brains out.
They're waiting up there.
Get Kirby and get this over with
before something happens.
-Good idea.
-Wait, you know he doesn't like that.
Look at the time.
I'll get him on the phone.
Maybe he won't mind that.
Get me Mr. Kirby in the conference room.
Hello. Yeah.
Certainly. Well, come on.
What are you waiting for?
They're waiting upstairs.
We'd better be getting up there.
-Have you got your proxies?
-Including Kincaid's.
When we offered him presidency,
he jumped at it.
You offered what?
I explained you wanted to be
the chairman of the board of directors.
Tell him it's a mistake.
I've chosen the president.
Anthony Kirby, Jr. is to be president.
-Tony? He's much too young, A.P.
-Is he?
-What about our promise to Kincaid?
-Forget about him.
-But, we have obligations--
-I said, forget about him.
Now, please, Mr. Ramsey,
Mr. Kirby is very busy and he--
Well, Mr. Kirby,
I suppose you're very proud of yourself.
Another victory.
The greatest of your career.
What do you want, Ramsey?
You know something.
I actually thought of coming here
to ask for mercy...
...but I couldn't figure out a basis
on which to do