My Man. Caveman methods mingle with cigars and red roses to make an unconvincing picture of a political boss. He seems to imagine he can browbeat a girl into marrying him in the same way his henchmen intimidate voters at the polls. In the last six seconds she decides she likes it. The need for a quick finish to the picture seems to be the deciding factor. Until then she had merely tolerated his attentions, which included three carloads of roses, one large display of fireworks for her birthday party, season tickets...
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