Right after Klaatu is examined by the Army doctor, the doctor is talking to another Army doc about the exam. He mentions Klaatu is age 78, and eventually tells the other doc they have better medical treatment, at which time our doctor pulls out a pack of cigarettes, hands one to the other doc, and they both light up.
Gee, I wonder how they do it? As the smoke swirls around.....
Reminds of the vintage ads with doctors pushing Lucky Strikes and Camels.
When I was a kid, one of our family doctors usually smoked a cigar while he was with you in the small examination room. Another smoked cigarettes while he was in the room with you. This was in the 1960s. There were ash trays on all the tables in the public library, and in restaurants. People smoked while shopping at the supermarket, in movie theaters, and at their desks at work.
Yup, smoking was "normal" at that time. None of us smoked, but (in the 70s) we always had an ashtray on our coffee table (though we didn't drink coffee either, come to think of it), for the convenience of any guests who might want to smoke in our apartment. Of course it was also for our own benefit, in the sense that having an ashtray handy would likely keep anyone from dropping ashes on the furniture.
Why didn't we simply not allow smoking in our home, you might ask. Well, some people would just light up without even asking. And if someone did ask permission, it was considered a bit rude to say no after they'd been thoughtful enough to ask.
Thank goodness that's largely changed now, and it's possible to breathe in restaurants and on airplanes. I do feel sorry for the current crop of nicotine addicts, though.
Thank goodness that's largely changed now, and it's possible to breathe in restaurants and on airplanes.
I'm old enough to remember when far more people smoked than didn't - we had several ashtrays around the house (only dad smoked then) for guests, and had a large glass amber stand up monstrosity that was de rigueur for the times.
But, although I never smoked, cigarette smoke only started bothering me when smoking was removed from most places. We were definitely used to it. I remember going to a seminar with my dad when I was a kid and we got there late so our seats were in the back. We could barely see the lecturer through the haze.
How about the scene at the jeweler?
The lights don't work.
Call the electrician.
But the phones don't work.
Then call the phone company.
But the phones don't work.