All language subtitles for Playgirl (1954)

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There it is, the big city. You just name

it, New York's supposed to have it.

That's why thousands of people keep

pouring in, all looking for something.

A career, success, love, or something

they can't even define, like me.

I'm Phyllis Matthews from Nebraska. I

finally arrived on a bus, this bus.

I wasn't quite sure what I was looking

for either, but I knew I'd

find it only in New York.

But 64 arriving at gate 7, from Omaha,

Des Moines, and Chicago.

Oh, I'm sorry, we almost locked bumpers.

If there's any damage to the chassis,

honey, I'll be glad to pay for repairs.

Buster, you couldn't

even pay for the headlights.

Wowee.

Phyllis!

Phyll!

Hiya, hiya!

Oh, you're wonderful to meet me.

Golly, I can hardly believe

I'm here. You look so strange.

You look fabulous.

You mean this is what

singing in New York can do for you?

Yes, yes, well, you're here. Honey, what

a day you'll pick to arrive in New York.

Look, we're in a terrific hurry. You get

someone to help with the

bags, and I'll get a cab.

I don't need any help, I'll get them.

Honey, we are not back in the depot in

Nebraska. This is the big city.

There are people here to

help you with things like this.

I've got exactly $920, and

it's got to last a long time.

Someday I may want that 50-cent tip to

use in the auto mess.

Can you help me with it?

Yeah.

My agent should see me now.

You were so smart to leave, Fran. I could

hardly wait to get away.

I should have married

Alfanne Case sooner.

Oh, I know that if I weren't going to be

staying with you until I got settled,

she wouldn't have

wanted me to come anyway.

That's Times Square! I've read about it

all my life, and there it is.

It's a great sight if you can't read.

What are you looking at?

Me, six years ago.

I first came to New York. Everything

seemed wonderful to me, too.

The night for you got

even more wonderful.

Did I tell you about

Betsy and Harry McIntosh?

No, you didn't, but it can wait. Let me

tell you my news first.

You're going to go to the

Blue Night this evening.

Not tonight, Fran. I'm

dead. Nothing is pressed.

No excuses. You're going to attend the

opening of one Miss Fran Davis.

Fran, that's wonderful! How about that?

Oh, yes, I got you a

very interesting date.

Mr. Baron Courtney

III, himself, in person.

Baron Courtney? Sounds very society.

He is, plus the fact that

his family invented money.

Golly, what can I

possibly say to a Courtney?

You'll think of something.

Darling, would you like to sit on this

side? You'll be able to see more.

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This is the air-adjecture. It works for a

very smart magazine.

It's a fashion to

ride an east-downer home.

And a photo works for the U.N.

Well, here we are, home sweet home.

Oh, isn't it attractive?

Oh, no, let me.

Uh-uh, just on me,

honey. Keep the change.

Thanks a lot, ladies.

You're welcome.

Now, look, Tootsie,

we've got to get started.

The band's going to pick

you up in less than an hour.

And now I've got to get to the club in

time to get real nervous.

You're going to sleep in here.

This makes up into a bed.

And this is the bathroom in here.

And you start getting dressed because

I've got a couple of phone calls to make.

Oh, Fran, ever since you wrote that you'd

be glad to have me come

and stay here with you,

you know, I never thought

it would ever really happen.

I don't know how to thank you.

Sure you do, honey.

In fact, you just did.

Oh, would you like a drink first?

A what?

Never mind. Fran, he needs one.

Well, Tootsie, I told you to put more

sequins in the wusses.

Well, that's no good.

I'm opening tonight.

Fran, something wrong with the shower?

All right, Claude.

All right, just so you bring a lot of

people and they laugh

and joke and applaud,

who's the one?

Oh, how do you know?

Hello. I'm Tom Bradley, and you

undoubtedly be, uh...

Sexy songs and snappy

chatter. What do you think?

Fran, Fran, just a minute.

I can't take my bath right

now. There's a man in the shower.

Oh.

What?

Uh, I'll call you

later. There's a man where?

Uh, tall, blue eyes? I think so.

Honey, that's Tom

Bradley. He lives upstairs.

What are friends for?

You'll like him. He's

like a brother to me.

Thanks for the shower,

Fran. He wants the fritz.

Be my guest.

Oh, I see his mess, Phyllis.

So you're Phyllis.

Well, the average is getting better.

Although why you didn't want to stay home

and marry your nice boy from the bank,

or, uh, wherever your nice boy happens to

be, this I can't understand.

You don't know what you're

talking about, Mr. Bradley?

No.

You're Phyllis Matthews, age 20, size 12,

late at the Grand

Island Department Store,

and a friend of Fran's from way back,

dying to come to Manhattan where all

lucky girls go to live.

Live by tell you live.

Here we go again.

Darling, he works at a magazine all day,

so he talks like that all night.

Yada-dee-yada. Will you get lost, please,

Tom? We gotta get dressed.

- Mr. Bradley. - Yes?

For heaven's sake, what's wrong with a

girl wanting to come to

New York to be a model?

Nothing, Matthews. You do have a fresh,

uh, attractive face and, uh, a good body.

And with Fran's help, you'll probably do

quite well, for a while.

But when you stumble...

Tom, Phyllis doesn't know what in the

heck you're talking about.

Oh, I think it's all pretty clear.

Mr. Bradley thinks I'm an empty-headed

kid from the sticks, and

he's entitled to his opinion.

Fran, you said we'd have to hurry, and

since the shower is vacant...

Gee, I wish I had your

talent for winning friends.

Well, I'm only trying.

Will you please get out of

here and give me back my towel?

Come on, I want to make

sure this still looks great.

After all, this is our

first date in New York City.

All right, all right.

Uh, Fran, this intrigues

me very much. Who's a date?

Courtney, you pauper. Baron, Courtney.

Uh, knock my door if

you need more bandages.

Hello, Ted.

That kid, Courtney. Every time we blow in

town, he's got a

different girl on his own.

With a little variety, too.

Well, if I had his looks in half a

million dollars, I'd do

pretty good myself up there.

There never was a half a million.

And whatever it was he ran through a

couple of years ago,

all he's got left is that Courtney name

and a hope for the future.

And whatever 5% he can latch

on to trying to promote deals.

And so what the heck, pal?

You're better off than he is.

You know, how come he's sitting at a

ringside table with Baron?

I'm sitting at the bar with you.

No offense, boss.

Is the music all right? It certainly is.

Am I all right? Mm-hmm.

Well, what are we waiting for?

You know, New York is never going to

forgive you. Forgive me? What?

For waiting so long to come here.

You see, every man in here wishes he were

I, and every woman wishes you were dead.

It'd be rather stupid to say anything to

all that, wouldn't I?

Oh, you're going to do

fine in this town, darling.

Do you mind if I introduce you to someone

who can do you a lot of good?

Love it. Who?

Ted Andrews at the bar.

Oh, what's he do?

He does fine. Come on.

He's bringing her over here.

You don't know me.

Well, let's find like

you to meet Ted Andrews.

Ted, this is Phyllis

Matthews of Grand Island, Nebraska.

How do you do, Mr. Andrews?

How do you do? Nebraska.

Nebraska.

Can I buy you a drink?

No, thank you, Mr. Andrews.

I'd better check this kid

out. What will you have?

Well, nothing I get.

Look, honey, you're not going to get

anything from him that you

can't get better from me.

Why don't you break your

date and join a real party?

Uh, look, honey, when these guys come to

New York for a couple of

days, they have to work fast.

I'm sorry. I am with Mr. Courtney.

How about you, $100,

you'll break your date?

Certainly will not.

Okay, I lose. Here, take it.

So what are you suggesting?

Oh, look, honey, please don't be in the

soft. There's no strings attached.

I'm offering it to you as a compliment.

You see, I have to catch a

midnight plane for Chicago.

Let's say it's worth $25 an hour just to

look into those big

brown, beautiful eyes.

Take me back to the table, please.

Honey, it's not what you think it is.

Look around. Half the

girls here are doing fine.

Right back?

Unfortunately, Ted, right.

Excuse me.

Nebraska.

Don't tell me that Mr. Ted Andrews, big

shot gambler, came to bat and struck out.

The game isn't over yet.

I'll get a hit sooner or later.

I'm sorry, honey. I wouldn't have you

upset or embarrassed for anything.

Forget it, Bear, and

it wasn't your fault.

Uh-oh. It looks like I'm going to have

every character in New York come up and

give me the big hello tonight.

How are you, Lou?

Phyllis, this is Lou Martell. He owns the

club and okay's the tab,

so smile nice for the man.

Lou, this is Phyllis

Matthews, a friend of France.

How do you do, Mr. Martell?

Phyllis?

Phyllis Matthews.

Martell?

I'm going to try.

Sit down, Bear.

Well, I hope six months from now, no one

has to ask the name that

goes with that lovely face.

Oh, uh, we have a running gag at the club

here, Miss Matthews.

It's supposed to be a big

deal if I give a guest an orchid.

But you know something?

This orchid can't do anything for you if

it nature hasn't done already.

Thanks.

See you later.

Oh, Lou, would you ask France if she

could come out a second before the show?

I doubt it. I'll try.

Isn't it beautiful?

Who is this?

It's me, France.

Oh, Lou, come on in.

How you feeling, honey? I

know you're going to be...

Oh, hello, Mr. March. How are you, Lou?

Am I interrupting anything?

Oh, hello, thing. I just dropped in to

wish you a new star. Good luck.

How's the crowd?

Don't worry. You're going to be happy.

Oh, is my agent out there or does his 10%

stop with a geranium?

Oh, I haven't seen Irving.

There's the best agent you ever had,

France. He's the one

that really twisted my arm.

Well, about 10 minutes?

Mm-hmm.

You're looking great, Fran.

See you later.

You know, you weren't fooling me.

I knew you had a few words with Lou.

Perfect, huh?

Yeah. You think you're

very clever, don't you?

I was going to thank

you till later tonight.

Oh, well?

Why are you trying to ruin my makeup?

Limited to that, exactly.

Well, I can put on makeup any time.

Do you know something?

I love you.

And I want you.

And I don't care who knows about it.

Know something?

I believe you.

But don't forget it and

stop looking at your watch.

I've still got eight minutes.

But I haven't, darling.

Now, Georgetown, I've got to get to the

publisher's banquet.

It must be crazy to go to those things.

I suppose Mr. and Mrs. Michael Marsh have

to present a very staid,

respectable picture

at the speaker's table.

Yeah, I see. General idea.

Only time so long as she gets it.

Why don't you tell him to wait till she

gets the divorce, then he

won't have to go at all.

Oh, baby.

Don't rush things. She's agreed to it.

Let her go with that.

If you're just worried about hitting the

right notes, don't make

me out of bed, Picker.

It'll move myself.

Sing good.

I wonder if any man can be as

sensational as I think you are.

Maybe you just got a good tailor.

I'll call you later.

Don't forget.

And now, ladies and

gentlemen, Miss Fran David.

Down through the

ages, the sages have said,

truth is beauty, honesty is

all virtue, integrity overall.

I don't think those crazy sages at all.

♪ It's when my guy is near me ♪

♪ And the time is right for love ♪

I say to him, I say,

♪ Don't you make with

that cold truth, baby ♪

♪ Not when my

temperature's 8,000 above ♪

♪ Tell me the moment you saw me ♪

♪ Say that was the moment you fell ♪

♪ Come on, lie to me, lie

to me, lie to me, baby ♪

♪ You lie so doggone well ♪

♪ It's not that you're

such a great salesman ♪

♪ But what a product you sell ♪

♪ Come on, lie to me, lie

to me, lie to me, baby ♪

♪ You lie so doggone well ♪

♪ Tell me I'm chock full of goodies ♪

♪ Loaded and drippin' with charm ♪

♪ Call me your Venus DiMilo ♪

♪ A 54 model with oil ♪

♪ Tell me the dolls in the movies ♪

♪ Are nothing

compared to your friend ♪

♪ Oh, lie to me, lie

to me, lie to me, baby ♪

♪ You're such a lyin' man ♪

♪ Don't make me the

belle of the ball ♪

♪ Just have a ball with your beau ♪

♪ Lie to me, spit to

me, throw me a whopper ♪

♪ Because you lie so doggone well ♪

(audience applauding)

- It's been so much fun for me.

- Listen, I can still think

of a couple of things to do.

- I bet you can.

Goodnight, Baron.

- I'm gonna be calling

you, Phyllis, so expect it.

- Thanks again. Goodnight.

- Goodnight, ladies.

- Goodnight.

(door opens)

(door closes)

- Well, your first night in a big town.

- Oh, quite an evening, Fran.

And thank you.

You're awfully sweet.

- You're awfully welcome.

I'm gonna get myself a couple of Asprins

and a glass of water.

Now I'm gonna curl up in bed,

wait for my phone call.

(water splashing)

- Fran, I'd like to

ask you about something,

but I don't know quite how to say it.

- Open your pretty little

mouth and let the words come out.

- I don't know if I'm being silly or...

Well, maybe it's the

way everything is here.

- What's the big problem, honey?

- Tonight at the club,

Baron introduced me to a man at the bar,

and talked a minute.

And then he asked me to break my date

with Baron and go to a party with him.

- Oh?

- When I said I wouldn't,

he said he'd bet me $100 that I would.

What I really want to know is,

what do I do in a situation like that?

- Look, Junior, you and I are

not gonna go to sleep anyway,

so suppose I make a

little instant coffee,

and we have a very serious conversation.

- Oh, sure, I guess so.

- You know, you just always

have to make sure you know

exactly what you're

getting yourself into.

You get a few breaks

modeling, and before you know it,

everybody will see that

pretty face all over town.

There'll be a lot of nice guys who'll be

more than glad to give you 20, 50,

maybe even $100 just to be

seen around town with you.

- Oh.

- Sure, it makes them feel like big men.

- For a hand, who's kidding who?

- When I was modeling, I took money from

those expense account boys,

and believe me, they took me to the door.

It was good night, thank

you, and that was that.

- Oh, no, money seems so.

- Money is money. It's

dirty if you're dirty.

- Sounds carny, baby, but

those are the facts of life.

- Hi, kid. Hey, how's it going? Do you

star in the skyline?

- Oh, when real, real adequate.

Let us come down, I'll pay you about it

over a cup of coffee.

- No. - You bring the coffee.

- I better not. - I'll send some down.

- Okay, how come he's around all the

time, and up so late?

He never goes to sleep.

Magazine artists don't, you know.

It's some kind of rule.

- Thanks very much. Change your mind?

- No, thanks. I've got some work to do.

I'll fill us like it all.

- It's for you.

- Yeah?

- I'm wondering how the glittering lights

of East 54th Street looked.

- Oh, for a little hick like

me, they were real glittery.

Can you see?

How ryitis can be.

- When you go on back home?

- I haven't bought

your bill of goods yet.

I'm going to fight it out on

this island if it takes $900.

- Definitely?

- Definitely.

- In that case, you better

come up to the office tomorrow.

Might as well start

on the top. Good night.

- What?

- 42 5th Avenue. 11 o'clock.

- Did you hear that?

I've got an interview my first day.

Now, I heard of lots of places and lots

of ways that a gal got to first base,

but you're the first one I ever knew who

did it in a dumb way to go.

- Oh, oh, oh. - I ate a coffee.

- It's a full page we

discussed, Mr. Marsh.

- We have another angle on her with a

little more cleavage.

- Yes, sir.

- Let's use the other

angle. - Right, other angle.

- Yeah, then four pages of ads.

- Just think about it, Mike.

The takeout could be one

of the juiciest we ever did.

- You've been trying to sell me this

Manhattan dream deal of

yours for the past year.

I thought you'd forgotten it.

Charlie promises a rough

layout of the horse show.

Do we get it yet, Betsy?

- Of course, I'll check.

- I never saw an old jail

before, Mike. It can't miss.

Anything you like that much

is gonna cost too much money.

- Mr. Marsh, you promised us your

decision on slacks for teenagers.

- I don't like them.

- Don't like slacks.

- The marrying Martindale's.

Europe's four beautiful sisters have

amassed 11 marriages among them.

- Sir, what kind of a head is that?

Where's the sock? Where's the sex?

Where's the schmaltz?

- What could you say about the Martindale

that hasn't already been set?

- Why don't you set up a baseball box

store with a number of times to pass,

a number of times they've struck out, the

amount of settlements they strike down.

- That's great. You did, Herb.

- You think I'm serious?

- It's a difference.

- I ran this mugshot at the bleeds.

- You ever gonna get those

color proofs back and forth?

- They swore they'd be here.

I'll follow it up, Mr. Marsh.

- Fine. Check with me

before you put it about, Herb.

- Get out of the look, fellas.

- Give me a break, will ya, huh?

- To sum it up, Mike, you

take a girl, a North Mary girl,

and you'll let her do everything that

anybody who ever dreamed

about New York might do.

You give her a blank check, as it were.

Mary Smith in the middle of Fifth Avenue,

naked and with a checkbook.

- The naked intrigued ya, huh?

- T-Shay, Tommy.

- You think I'm pretty

filthy about it, don't you?

- I think you're a smart promoter, Mike,

who gives the public everything it wants

for 15 cents a week.

And I'll love ya like a brother if you

give me the green

light on Manhattan Tree.

- Mark, doesn't hit me.

Bring up the meeting next month.

- Glamour. Cheesecake. Something fresh.

- No, baby, no, no sale.

- Close pretty for the man, baby.

As I say, Mike, an ordinary girl.

Something fresh, but with glamour.

And youth, beauty, and cheesecake.

And the circulation goes up 50,000.

Mike, meet Phyllis Matthews.

- Pleasure. Set me up like

a sitting duck, didn't you?

- You guys set up a good agent, honey.

- Yeah.

- Yeah, I'm beginning to

see what you meant, Tom.

- Well, come in here.

- Well, what are you two waiting for?

- Okay, so it worked, okay. So I'm human.

- Get going.

- Thanks a lot, Paul.

- My pleasure, Mr. Bradley.

- What do you want?

- You called me.

- All right.

All right, Tom, I understand we're doing

another one together, huh?

- Yeah, that's right.

Jonathan, meet Phyllis

Matthews. Phil, Jonathan Hughes.

Best photographer in town.

- Thank you. - I'm sure not, honey.

I'm loaded with germs today.

- What the layout is,

Jonathan, it's a fairy tale.

A girl in New York doing everything a

girl in New York would dream of.

You know, the restaurants,

bright lights, limousine.

- Tom, you looked at

the thermometer lately.

The slush on the--it's up to--it's even

higher than--you want me to die?

All of us?

Tom, do you know locations are like an

expedition to--well, it's

over by--it's even farther than--

you want to go

outside and wear the light?

- Look, Jonathan, we

go with this right away.

- Well, do it here, boy, in the studio.

We've got the equipment.

I've got some wonderful background

plates, plenty of sustenance.

And obviously, you have the girl.

Well, okay, Jonathan,

you're the photographer.

Only way to do it.

Much healthier.

I'm glad I met you, honey.

- Goodbye.

- What a character.

Well, I told you it

worked, and I--how's it sound?

- Sounds incredible.

- Won't be easy. Impossible hours, a

week, 10 days, maybe.

Jonathan will wear you to a fraser with

the poses you'll want,

but you'll have to

see an awful lot of me.

- I'll take my chances.

- Betsy, I'll send you a list of theaters

to clear in some stores I want to use.

- What's the reading?

- One hundred.

- That's fine.

Okay, honey, now I want

a nice sleepy expression.

Sleep, sleep.

All right, pass it up.

That's fine.

That's just fine.

Okay, there.

Okay, now, sleep.

- Got it.

- Oh, bless you.

- That's fine.

I'll kill the set, and

we'll try another shot.

- Oh, okay, honey. Out of bed.

- Hold it.

Hold it.

Hold it.

Just hold your hand up this way.

That's it, twister.

- Water.

- Get your chin up a little more.

That's fine.

Just hold your hand up.

Thank you very much.

- Ooh.

- I will say anything funny about that.

- Oh, my God.

- She's off on the snow, will you?

- Off on the snow.

- Here, move.

Here, this one.

- Here, Phil.

Isn't this an amazing world today?

You can get rid of any infection.

All you have to do is take penicillin.

- I like that.

- Hides.

- All right, kids.

Let's get to work now.

Let's do this easy now.

You were shopping.

You spend money like

it's going out of style.

This is your car.

You can either drive it

or take it home on a leash.

You got it?

Give me the pose now.

That's it.

Beautiful.

Hold it.

Hold it.

Hold it.

Got it.

Well, kids, that winds it up.

And don't think it hasn't been just real

jazzy working with you all.

Kill the lights, boys.

That does it.

Good night, everybody.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- You worked great.

- Thank you.

- Tom, I think we got

some wonderful shots.

- I hope so.

Thanks a lot, Jonathan.

See you in the morning.

- Right.

See you if I can make it.

Good night.

- Good night.

- Well, that doesn't.

- How do you feel?

- Oh, exhausted and happy.

It's a tough fight, Mom.

Do you think I won?

- I think you won.

- Well.

Why did you do that?

Maybe to see what you do.

- What did I do?

- Not bad at all.

Well, I guess this winds it up.

Maybe you better get dressed, huh?

- Maybe I'm better.

- I'll wait for you outside.

- Well, Phyllis, how does it feel to be

the star of the layout?

You as happy about it as I am?

- Oh, darling, Mr. Marsh,

I'm very happy, of course.

But until the magazine

comes out, can you really tell?

- When it does, everyone in town is going

to feel about you just as I do.

Full of admiration and

very, very impressed.

- Oh, that's wonderful to hear.

I certainly owe an awful lot to Tom

Bradley and to you, of course.

- Glitter's going to

owe a great deal to you.

- Oh, I'm going to tell you. - Well, I'm going to tell you. - Well, I'm going to tell
you. - Well, I'm going to tell you. - Well, I'm going to tell you. - Well, I'm going to tell you.

Frank, that's what I

wanted to talk to you about.

You're not busy for lunch, are you?

- No, I'm not.

- Even a rather long lunch?

- I'd love it.

- Excuse me.

There are some photo stats of the rough

layout on the table over there

you might be interested in.

Hello?

- Hello, darling.

I'm happy no time to you.

Oh, yeah, I'm happy.

I'd be a lot happier if

you'd meet me in, say,

about 40 minutes

accidentally on purpose somewhere.

- You know there's nothing I'd rather do

if I could, but I can't, baby.

Some contract problems came up.

I'll be involved the rest of the day.

- Oh, come on.

- I'm sorry I came to it.

No, no, baby.

You don't say.

Well, same to you.

All right, darling.

Goodbye.

- What I wanted to talk to

you about, though, was this.

I'm thinking of putting you under

exclusive contract agreement.

I've never done that before, but in your

case, I think we'd be

more than justified.

- That's awfully flattering, Mr. Marsh,

but certainly have to talk more about it.

- Of course we would.

In the meantime, I have another idea for

your takeout that I

think you'd be ideal for.

- Now, why do they say that a nice

intimate little restaurant is a place to

get away from it all?

You just run into more of it.

Well, now, what was it you were telling

me not ten minutes ago about

your naive little roommate?

My dear Francis, there's as much to

knowing when as how.

My co-host.

Mr. Courtney, anything wrong?

No, no, we just

remembered we both found the wagon.

My, my, isn't she playing her cards well?

Oh, brisk, clear Sunday morning.

Nothing to do but have a big breakfast

and read the Sunday papers.

Why in the world did

you want to buy caviar?

Just to be conspicuous.

I'll never understand

why caviar is so expensive.

It's a year's work for sturgeon.

Oh, I just have to write a

long letter to Aunt Kate.

Gonna tell her how to

get ahead in a big city?

Just to tell everyone in Grand Island to

buy the issue of the 22nd.

Are you gonna tell her how Victor's

little restaurant looks at cocktail time?

Why, yeah. I was there

yesterday with Mike Marsh.

You don't say.

We talk to business.

How nice.

[thunder]

Fran.

Look, don't jump to conclusions.

Jump, Shmoop. Can I ask a few questions?

I'll take the stuff

upstairs and be right down to them.

Fran.

Fran, Mike took me there

to talk about a contract.

He said not to mention

it's what he wanted at all.

Oh, don't give me that. That was an old

there was to your little luncheon.

Don't ask me how I know. I have ways of

finding those things out.

Now, Fran, look, I'm gonna

let you in on a big secret.

Mike Marsh belongs to me.

He's married, isn't he?

Yes, well, he's getting a divorce.

His wife has been stalling us for a couple of years.

I know that Mike Marsh is a very good friend. And he has plenty of opportunities with

you little molecule-ies.

And I've seen that look in his eyes when

he thinks he's getting somewhere.

And he had it in there with

you, kid. He had it in space.

Fran, you don't think there was anything

wrong in what I did?

I only know that Mike is

very contented with me now.

And I wouldn't want anything or anybody to spoil it. Can you understand?

Fran. Fran.

You're rating too many

true confessions, Fran.

I don't know. I...

They were getting stood up and walking in

there and seeing them like that together.

I felt like the ground was being cut out from under me.

And I... I felt like the ground was

being cut out from under me.

I'm acting like a crazy, jealous dame.

If Phyllis had said one wrong word in

there, I think I would have...

What's the wrong with me?

There's nothing the

matter with you, Fran.

Fran, look.

You've just been working too hard and

you're tired and hungry.

Oh, come on now.

You're still a

level-headed Fran, aren't you?

All any of us needs is

bacon and eggs and coffee, huh?

Tom.

Tom, I'm...

I'm not getting any younger.

Mike's what I'm counting on.

What have I got?

I don't think I could stand it if

anything happened to us.

Any time you can tip me off about deals

like that tax sale, Baron,

I'll be glad to slip you 5%.

Oh, make it six. There's such a stigma

about the number five.

How's that? Good night, Baron.

Good night, honey. Oh, here, let me.

No, no, Baron.

Well, if you insist.

Well, keep me in mind, Baron.

You better be careful. I'm not going to be a good man. I'm not going to be a good man. Well, keep me in mind, Baron.

You betcha. Good night.

Ten days is a long time, you know.

It's going to be lonesome without any

work to do with you and Jonathan.

Not anyone to whistle at up the dumb way.

That would have been a

beautiful farewell speech, honey.

You'd cut all the words after lonesome.

It's going to be lonesome, period.

Shall we go?

We've missed you, Miss

Matthews. Don't stay away so long.

Thank you, Mr.

Martin. Good night, my dear.

Good night, Miss Matthews.

Good night, Miss Matthews. Mr. Marsh, how good to see you.

Hello, Phil. Tom.

Phil, this is my wife, Gretel.

Gretel?

Phyllis Matthews.

How do you do?

Oh, yes, you're the

dream girl, aren't you?

Mike's man, Hatches.

Hey, that's right. I

thought you'd left, Tom.

Well, I'm taking the 1040 plane on my way

now, as a matter of fact.

Got it.

Seen the book yet?

I'm dying to.

You'll like it, I think.

From what I hear, Miss Matthews has

already created quite a...

Yeah, around town.

Yes, indeed.

Well, so long, Mike.

Call you from Chicago.

Have a nice trip.

Thanks, Mike.

Nice to have seen you, Mrs. Marsh.

I've just met you.

Well, you seem to have

carried that off very well, dear.

Good evening, Mr. Marsh.

Have your table for you.

Excuse me, baby.

Now, is your idea coming here?

Why don't you relax,

or at least enjoy it?

Indeed, it was my idea to come here.

But then I hardly expected either of us

to have a rip-roaring time.

- Champion? - Why not?

It's a good import, something dry.

Oh, well, I'm not going to be able to get you to the hospital. I'm going to be able to get you to the hospital. Something dry.

However, I didn't expect to hit two birds

with one stone, either.

Why did you have to be so

catty about Cilla-Spatheus?

After all, she's only done

one layout for the magazine,

and there are dozens

and dozens of models.

Oh, I'm sure they're happy.

Don't you ever ask yourself why you keep

up this farce of a marriage?

Not anymore.

I enjoy being the wife

of a prominent publisher.

It's pleasant when I travel

to have so much done for me.

And after all, since it is my

money that made the magazine,

I like having

everything in one neat package.

Oh, it's you.

I don't look now, honeybunch, but there's

a very interesting couple out front.

I know. Tom and Phil. I

sold them after the first show.

Didn't she look darling?

Oh, nothing so prosaic. I'm

talking about one Michael Marsh.

Oh?

Of course, he's sitting with a

comparative stranger, his wife.

A knight.

Just thought you'd like to know.

Oh, Baron.

I'd like to tell a case.

Lou, what about?

Oh, I know. I've run up a little tab.

Yeah, about 800. I'd like to have it.

But what's more important,

I'd like to collect this.

Where did you get that?

That's the 5,000 I owe Sammy Bacon.

Well, Sammy got a little edgy and dummed

it with some friends of mine,

and now my friends

would like some action.

Well, now listen, Lou.

Oh, the great house tonight,

Fran. You have a good show.

You promote enough to get by very nicely.

You close and convertible.

The money you save not buying drinks.

I'm surprised you're not picking up rent

money from the girls you

introduced to all your friends.

Oh, now wait a minute. I...

You can say that I try and

work all the angles in that eye.

I'll fumble everybody for the checks, but

there's even a limit to what I'll do.

All right, skip it.

That's not the point, is it?

The point is, my

friends want their money.

And I think it'd be a good

idea not to disappoint them.

Yeah, sure.

Thanks.

(applause)

There's a change in the weather.

There's a change in the sea.

So from now on

there'll be a change in me.

My walk will be different.

My talk and my name.

There's nothing but me gonna be the same.

I'm gonna change the way I'm living.

And if that ain't enough,

I'm gonna change the

way I strip my stuff.

Cause nobody wants you

when you're old and gray.

There'll be some changes made today.

There'll be some changes made.

Now I'd like to make my position clear as

far as you and I are concerned.

I've come to a big decision, dear. I'm

gonna get that new leaf turned.

Cause I'm sick and I'm tired of this...

Don't ignore her mind.

Isn't this the girl whose

voice you admire so much?

Now what are you trying to say?

I never know.

Change my manner.

Change my style.

I hate you cause I'll

hate you never wear a smile.

As a matter of fact, you don't want to

act like a real live lover should.

You know I just can't go, go, go with a

man who's made of wood.

I'm gonna grab me a guy who's dying to

find me a real red limousine.

I need to find the kind who won't mind

when I let off lots of steam.

Cause I must...

I don't think I want to

stay any longer. Get the check.

There'll be some changes made today.

Now you might think it's strange that I

need a change, but my

main objective is...

The sort of a man who's thought of a plan

to change my name to his.

That's why I'm afraid

there'll be some changes made.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

There's an envelope from Glitter Magazine

left here. I'm Thomas Bradley.

No sir, there's nothing here.

You were supposed to get a going away

present. I guess the

office forgot all about it.

Now wait a minute, maybe

they didn't. Here comes Paul.

You wanted us delivered, Mr. Bradley?

Yes, thank you.

Hello.

Was there anything else, sir?

No, that's all.

Have a nice trip.

Thank you, Paul.

Sleep with us under your pillow.

Maybe the Fixies will bring

us 15 cents during the night.

Advanced coffee? The cover!

Oh, Tom!

Well, comes the time. Goodbye, Phil.

Oh, the cover! [music]

I understand why I

wanted an exclusive contract.

Yes, poor girl like that. Sure.

Thanks for rushing it through, Sam. It's

exactly what it was.

Oh, excuse me. Good

morning. Good morning.

Well, there's our cover girl now. Your

time is just right.

Sam, Phyllis Matthews.

Congratulations, young lady.

Well, thank you.

Philadelphia's re-ordered 20,000 copies.

Goodbye, Sam. We expect to sell out in

New York, in Boston.

You're not interested in all those

details anyway, are you, sir?

Oh, I love it.

Well, I finally got a contract drafted,

though you'd probably never sign it if

you knew what you were doing.

Say, attach one of us together, huh? I'm

starved. I haven't even had breakfast.

Fine.

Excuse me.

Forget you were having

lunch with Miss Davis at one.

Cancel the appointment, Paul. Tell the

gentlemen I've been tied up

with the thrillers all day.

Oh, Mike, if you had something else--

No, no. It's just a standing date with an

old, old friend. We don't have too much

to talk about anymore.

You know how we outgrow old friends? Want

to be with new ones?

No, Paul, I wasn't announced. I just

breezed in to see him.

I'm sorry, Miss Davis. Mr.

Marsh is going to a meeting.

Well, haven't we heard from those in--

Oh, Fran, what brings you here?

I tried to tell Miss Davis that you were

going to an editorial meeting.

Yeah, that's right.

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Miss Davis. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. [door opens]

[door closes]

[somber music]

How have you been?

Oh, I've been just fine.

Outside of being stood up.

Hey, hey, what is this?

This is us, Davis and Marsh.

[chuckles]

Now, what brought all this on?

Oh, I don't know.

I'm not seeing you for a while, and a

feeling I'm being avoided.

Now, what was a bit of

the club here tonight?

You ask me that? You know Greta.

Yeah, I know Greta.

We're going to see each

other tonight, aren't we?

Tonight?

The party, the charity

party at the showroom.

You're going, aren't you?

Sure I am. I've got to.

But Greta said she'd like

to make it. Don't ask me why.

I don't think it would be exactly politic

for you to show up here.

Mike, Mike, I couldn't

stand this. Anything happened.

It's still going to

work out with us, isn't it?

No, Fran.

Don't say "Fran" to me like that.

Oh, Mike, I...

When I'm with you, I feel great.

Everything's wonderful.

But I know you're busy.

But when I don't see you for a while,

I drink too much, and

then I start feeling that...

that it's all over with us.

It's not all over with us, is it?

Oh, are you with me?

Of course it's not, old darling.

Good evening, Miss Davis. I was just

finishing up. How have you been?

I was fine.

But it's the last I left you

checked so much, you get it?

I found it. Thanks.

Mind's been nice having

Mr. Bradley away like this.

I finally got his

apartment straightened up.

Excuse me.

I need Miss Davis. But are you all right?

Oh, I'm fine. I...

This got tied out at the YWCA.

I have some coffee on the stove.

Would it be all right if I stayed around

and made you a little dinner?

Oh, no, no, no, don't bother.

You've probably got a date, and...

everybody's got a date.

Oh, don't bother. I'm all right.

Miss Davis.

You be sure you eat

something now, will you?

I promise I'll eat something.

Go on, lift it up. Make them propose.

You promise to eat something.

♪ (melancholy music)

♪ (melancholy music)

♪ (melancholy music)

Don't say I never did anything for you.

Although just why you want to go to a

dull affair at the Sorum Country Club?

Because you won't be dull very long.

Jack, parking close by.

Lisa, want you to ride in?

Good evening, clerk.

Hello, Barrens. Nice

to see you in the club.

Is Mrs. Marsh here? Mrs. Michael Marsh?

No, Mrs. Marsh isn't attending the party.

Hmm?

(laughs)

Don't they make a lovely couple?

Fran.

Isn't Mrs. Marsh, is it?

Now I might be mistaken. You two have

spent so much time together lately.

You're trying to embarrass me, you're

succeeding. You're

drunk, you want to go home.

I am not drunk. I'm just through with

being stood up and lied to and fooled by

a little thing like this.

My little roommate. You moved in with me

and then you moved right

in with him, didn't you?

You've seen her!

Let go, you respectable

member of a respectable club.

Would you like to know a few

things about your Mr. Marsh?

I could tell you. I better still, she

could tell you. She knows them.

She knows them inside and out. Come here,

you cheap, innocent little baby.

Innocent my foot, you're

about as innocent as a me.

(screams)

Suck, now we can't

love anything like this.

Who said so?

All right, sweetie. You feel

better now that that's over?

It's not over yet.

Pull yourself together,

Fran. It's all right, Dirk.

I'm amazed, Mr.

Cottie. Really, I'm amazed.

Just when the Marsh's are leaving for

your miserable situation.

(engine starts)

That was a devastating

performance. What kicked it all off?

Bam, home of your car.

Oh, you don't want to drive anywhere.

Oh, come on, you're insured.

Give me the keys.

Well, it's all yours, honey.

Just remember, red

means stop, green means go.

Where are the keys?

In the glove compartment.

(door opens)

Looks like I've ruined it.

You can't go back to that apartment.

Certainly not.

Can you take me to a hotel for tonight?

There's no need for that.

The magazine keeps an

apartment here for visiting firemen.

You might as well use it for tonight.

Listen, Mike, if anybody could...

Now you listen. What are you going to do?

Walk into a hotel with that dress and no

luggage at this hour of the night?

What, do you want to go

back to your place first?

Take a chance on

running into that drunk again.

And you can have a good night's sleep,

and I'll send you

things over in the morning.

Anything wrong with that?

Well, no, except Taro.

Stay up there more than five minutes.

Okay?

Okay. Thanks, Mike.

Here we are.

I think you'll be comfortable here.

The bedroom's not over here.

I'm sure you'll be able to find

everything you need.

I can't thank you enough, Mike.

Good night.

You going to be all right?

Yes, I'll be all right.

All the things to happen, I just don't

know how to apologize.

It wasn't your fault, Mike.

Thanks again. Good night.

Come on, honey. Call me when you wake up.

I will. Thanks again.

Got your little pigeon

safely stashed away. Let me see.

Go on home.

Don't know what you're saying. You don't

know what you're doing. Come on.

Don't touch me! I don't

like it anymore. Where is she?

But you've done enough for tonight.

Don't you think you can go home now and

stop acting so common

and vulgar and loud?

No, I don't think I could.

You're breaking her in a little fast,

aren't you, Mike? A

little bit fast, even for you.

It was almost six months

before you invited me up here.

There's absolutely nothing going on.

She's in bed asleep. After your lovely

behavior at the club,

what did you expect?

Who do you think you're, kid?

Oh, it sounds

interesting, doesn't it? Come on out!

You're on the party! Get in on the dirt!

It's a little car in the business!

If you've got any brains, I told you, be quiet.

plan!

What's she doing here?

She likes to make scenes. I'll get her

out of here in a minute.

You're not going to get me anywhere.

You're through telling me what to do.

Mike, you think you can go through like

doing exactly what you want to people?

Stepping on, pushing them around. But you

can't do it anymore.

I'm not going to let you.

Mike, please, Mike,

can't you get rid of her?

If she gets like this, you

give her a minute to cool off.

Stop talking about me

like I wasn't here. I'm here!

- Fran, if you don't-- - Shut up.

What do you think this is going to do?

A lot of good. It's going to show

everybody exactly the

kind of a louse you are.

And just the kind of a slut she is.

You deserve it, don't you, Mike?

Fran, you don't

realize what you're doing.

You lose so much, that's all, Fran.

You lose so much yourself.

I don't care what happens to me.

All I'm saying is that even if this is

the kind of revenge you want,

wouldn't it be a lot simpler?

Don't try to talk me out of it.

What's the point?

You can see for

yourself there's nothing wrong.

Phil is here. I was on my way out.

But the devil, Fran, you're not going to

knock me off just because I happen to

tell a few little lies every so often.

This is you and me, darling.

Davis and Marsh.

We don't play scenes.

Oh, Mike, I don't like to leave you.

I'm going out of pieces.

A person can just dance so much and--

Then let me have the gun.

Come on, let me have the gun, darling.

All right. Relax, honey.

Oh, Mike, I knew that you--

Mike!

I might have done that better.

We thought we heard--

What's going on here?

Get me a doctor, an emergency doctor.

Snacks it up.

Sex, dental, nobody meant to--

Mike! Mike!

[music]

[indistinct chatter]

What happened to you?

What was the matter with you, Mike?

What was the matter with you, Mike?

I'll tell you.

How was your love with Mike?

He was going to marry me.

He was getting a divorce.

Then he met Phyllis.

I brought in New York.

She wanted to be a model.

She was using him.

I found out she was

sneaking around meeting him,

and I couldn't stand it.

I just couldn't stand it.

Yeah, but exactly what happened, Fran?

I don't remember it.

It was an accident.

[indistinct chatter]

Come on, give us a fight, will ya?

Thank you very much, Miss Davis.

I'm sorry to have taken so long.

I don't think we'll need you anymore now.

Miss Matthews, would you come in, please?

When are you going to

get out of my apartment?

Fran, I still don't believe--

Look, I'm going away

somewhere for a couple of days.

Just make sure you're

going when I get back.

Fran, I read what you

said in the newspapers,

but I can't believe you said it.

I said it all right.

Why don't you get smart?

Go back to Nebraska where you came from.

I'm not going anyplace. I'm staying here.

Nobody can blame me for anything.

Mike would still be

alive if it wasn't for you.

Just leave me alone, will you?

Exhaust.

Gotta get some sleep.

Pleasant dreams.

Miss Matthews.

Here's the latest in

the Mike Marsh shooting.

While Fran Davis and Phyllis Matthews are

still held in technical custody,

a spokesman for

Assistant Prosecutor Norman West

indicated that the dying statement by Mike Marsh and information from the coroner were strong reasons to believe the statements of both women that the shooting was accidental. [music]

Tom!

Oh, darling.

You finally got here.

I was just leaving you this note.

Come on inside.

I've needed you.

[music]

Oh, darling, it's been so terrible.

And the things the paper said about me.

Darling, what's the matter?

It's a good act.

But no dice.

Tom, what are you talking about?

Us, you and me on the whole rigmarole.

I just don't buy it.

You don't believe those headlines?

I believe facts, honey.

I know what happened.

I know where it happened.

Why else would anyone be with Mike Marsh

and his private apartment?

All right.

I get the idea.

If you don't want to hear

my side of it, then skip it.

All you people know is

what's vicious and dirty.

Get out.

Get out.

[music]

Nice of you to call me about it.

Yeah, I'm very proud of my girl.

All right.

Thanks a lot.

Miss Matthews, I'm just

trying to save you some grief.

I'd love to have you for a Hannigan model

under ordinary circumstances.

But your circumstances aren't ordinary.

Mr. Hannigan, I assure you--

Yeah, maybe I believe you.

Now, there's no maybe

at all about how you look

or what kind of a job you do.

You see, I sell talent to advertising

agencies, to magazines.

But they can't take any

chances on the funding anymore.

Right now, Phyllis

Matthews is no longer a model.

She's a-- well, she's--

You put it so nicely, Mr. Hannigan.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

[music]

We use a lot of your type.

I think we can do business.

One thing, honey, we don't want to sell

you as Phyllis Miller.

Can't you name us for the birds?

The people we do business with are

interested in the

famous Phyllis Matthews.

In the flesh.

All right.

Well, honey, let's see.

[laughs]

What's the matter?

Let's see the body, Phyllis.

Take it off.

We do art pictures.

We can't afford to buy

no false pigs in a poke.

[music]

Hello, Phyllis.

Thanks, Nancy.

My call bearer.

I wasn't sure if--

That I'd be here?

[laughs]

Don't you know that I never judge people?

You see, I don't have time, darling.

I'm always being judged myself.

Uh, Martini?

Two very dry Martinis.

Now, we don't have to ask

each other how we've been, do we?

What do you want to talk about?

Me.

Seems no one in New York is interested in

Phyllis Matthews anymore.

I've tried to get work at practically

every model agency in town,

but I've been politely turned down.

Some of them I just couldn't work for.

I've got to have some money.

Oh, well, uh--

Remember my first night in New York?

The date we had?

Uh, very well.

That was about 25 years ago, wasn't it?

You introduced me to Ted Andrews.

He offered me $100.

No strings attached.

I was very proper and very insulted.

Are there any friends of yours that you

could introduce me to these days?

I definitely won't be very

proper and not so insulted.

Does all of this have something to do

with the way you feel about Tom?

Time finally comes when you stop feeling

sorry for yourself and

start doing something.

How about it, Baron?

Do you want to start me a new career?

Sorry, I brought it up, Baron.

I was desperate and hope.

What are you talking about?

Of course, I'll introduce you to anyone

that I think can help you.

With no strings attached, I

can't do much else for you,

but at least I can do that.

Ah.

Cheers.

(Laughing)

I was just thinking, what a lot of good

new friends this is going to make for me.

(Crowd murmuring)

That said, what kept you? What kept me?

I brought the way an

hour early. Where is she?

Where's who?

It's sort of late.

What did you get with me,

Junior? Where's Nebraska?

If you can break

through, she's right over there.

Hi, Gizmo.

Gizmo.

Excuse me.

Hey, how are you?

Over here, and I'll tell you.

Hey, tell me, can I buy

you that drink down the back?

You can buy me quite a few things.

Well, you've changed, haven't you?

I've changed and I've learned a lot.

I'll bet you could learn a lot more.

Is that some thesis?

Come on, get your rap. Let's go.

All right.

Excuse me.

Good night, sir.

Good night, sir.

Let me get you a drink.

Scotch over rice. Scotch is over.

What's the matter? You look

as if you've seen a ghost.

Well, who would have thought it?

Hello, Phil. Hiya, fellas.

What are you two doing in these parts?

The litter is kicking

around a nightclub layout.

This is the first field trip.

What are you doing in these parts?

Congratulations on the promotion.

Rather hard way to get it.

But we get everything the hard way these days, doesn't it seem?

I, uh, like these people. Never have known.

I don't recall you going on record about

very many things you liked about me.

On the contrary.

Okay, fellas. See you around, huh?

If you're around, Thomas,

you'll undoubtedly see me.

Coming, darling.

Just answer me one thing.

What happened?

Make that Scotch a double, huh?

I think I'm going to be a little bit more of a jerk.

I'm going to be a little bit more of a jerk. I'm going to be a little bit more of a jerk. Irving, I don't have to

listen to this from any agent.

I'm a valued client.

You said so yourself.

Well, there must be a job somewhere.

I don't want Miami

Beach. Not at that price.

I got my pride, you know.

Well, the last job I

had was the Blue Knight.

You sound like I'm all

washed up, that's why.

What are you talking about?

I can pick up the phone any time I want

and talk to Lou Mark

till I know all the big shots.

Hi, Miss Smarty.

Frederick from Ford.

Hello, Lou. Lou Knight from Joe.

Hello, Baron.

Oh, hi, Miss Davis.

Sit down and make yourself

comfortable. Take your coat.

Fine, thanks.

I don't know if

Martell's in yet. I'll see.

Want to talk to Fran Davis?

It's the 15th time she's called.

Why not get her over with?

Excuse me, Baron.

Sure.

Hey there, Fran.

Look, Fran, let's

stop kidding each other.

The answer's no.

No today, no tomorrow, no next year.

I only took you to the first place

because Mike asked me to.

Well, you've scratched that reason now.

When you were in here

last week, you looked awful.

There's no secret you're drinking

yourself right into the sewer.

Anybody that'd hire you is either stupid

or handing out charities.

That doesn't happen to be my racket.

Hello?

Hello?

Something like that can

make me feel lousy all day.

Why don't these has-beens

quit when they're through?

Oh, uh, Baron.

The reason I sent for you, I want you to

make a few telephone calls.

Oh? To whom?

Education always shows, doesn't it?

Always there with the "whos."

To whom, he asks.

Real class, Baron.

One call to Ted Andrews and one to any

girl that Ted'll go see.

No questions asked.

Got any ideas?

Well, Ted's been seeing

Phyllis Matthews lately.

Why? What is all this?

Well, let's just say the boys have taken

a sudden dislike to him.

Where's she living now?

39, seven place. What's this all about?

Good address.

Say, she might be all right.

If this is gonna be rough,

I don't want any part of it.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that, Baron.

Because now my friends will have to blow

the whistle on your note,

tie you up in six

different knots, go to court.

There'll be a lot of

embarrassing questions.

Not to mention the fact that my friends

will probably bash your head in.

But if you do cooperate, my friends told

me to tear this whole thing up.

If this is what I think...

It's all up to you, boy. What's the

difference? You're clean.

You haven't done anything.

All you do is make a couple of telephone

calls and 2,500 a call.

It's a pretty good calling, I'd say.

No, I... No, Jack.

Bring Mr. Courtney a

double scotch over a rock.

(SINGING)

(SINGING) Sure, I'll marry you. Just open the door.

Hello, Fran.

Oh, Baron, for good mistake. Darling,

what brings you below 42th Street?

How are you? I haven't seen you since

that lovely 24 hours we spent at the

assistant district attorney's office.

I miss not seeing you

around. How you been, Fran?

Well, actually, as you can see, when I

stepped into the spotlight,

I've never looked lovelier.

Of course, there was a poll taken

recently, and the consensus of opinion

was that Fran Davis should get lost.

I think it was called the Irving Poll.

So I retired gracefully, and now I spend

my leisure breaking phonograph records

and emptying ice trays.

You care to join me? Records are over

here. The boy's over there.

Fran... Fran, you

don't have to go to pieces.

What are you talking about? When you're

falling apart, that's

the time to go to pieces.

Hey, talk like you're through. You've got

a great future ahead of you.

The only trouble with the future, Baron,

is it gets here so much

sooner than it used to.

Well, maybe I could help you get away for

a while. Rest. I could raise some money.

My credit rating is suddenly much better.

How nice for you.

Thanks, darling, but no thanks.

Now, you're being very rude. My glass has

been empty for almost a minute, and

you've done nothing about it.

My darling...

Where did I go so wrong? I

used to be a decent human being.

What happened? How did

I change into something?

Fran, don't talk like that. You didn't do

anything. It was an

accident. Nobody's to blame.

I'm talking about it wasn't an accident.

I did it deliberately, on purpose.

I'm not talking about

what happened on my...

Well, what are you talking about?

I don't know. What's going on in the

outside world? Who's

messing up who's light these days?

Dad, have you seen Phil

around? Have you seen her lately?

No. No, I haven't.

It's hard to believe about her, isn't it?

What are you talking about? When you're

handed a stack deck, you

gotta play the cards you dealt.

Well, I hope she does all

right. I hope she makes out.

What?

I always liked Phil.

What do you mean liked? You sounded as if

she wasn't around anymore.

Well...

Well what? Don, you didn't come down here

to hold my hand. You're pointing about

something. What's going on?

I don't know exactly. I... I happen to be

down at the club and I overheard Lou

Martel talking to a couple of the boys.

Yeah?

It seems they want to use Phil as a decoy

with some guy tonight.

A decoy for what?

Well, it doesn't have to be a shooting. I

don't know what it is.

Baron, did you tell her?

Me? You know what

happened to me if I did?

What's gonna happen to her?

I tell you, I don't know.

Frankly, I don't want to know.

Baron, who's been stopping us?

Stop hammering at me, will you, Fran? I

came down here to see you and do you a

favor, maybe. Not to answer...

Okay, you did me a favor. Thanks very

much. Let's get that.

See you around.

See you around.

Baron, I'm so happy your

credit rating's improved.

Hello?

Information. You have a new

listing for Phyllis Matthews.

Pardon me. My phone's ringing.

Who, Father Lady?

I'll take it.

Wait a minute. Who are

you? I don't think I...

Oh, get with it, Lady. If you weren't

here, I wouldn't be here now, would I?

Hello? Who is it?

Let me speak to Phyllis Matthews, please.

She's not here. You got the wrong number.

I don't know who you are or what you

want, but you'd better leave.

Oh, Lady.

That routine again?

Look, I got a job to do.

You got a job to do.

So, uh, let's settle down and relax and

not complicate things.

When's Andrews, too?

He said eight o'clock.

Okay, let's relax. We got a while, yes?

What record you got here?

You got any nice, soft stuff?

Put on something nice

and dreamy, will you?

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

Can't you watch where you're going, Lady?

- 39 seconds, please. - Okay.

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

All you say is to come in. You

understand, honey? It's not

hard. It's just... come in.

Because otherwise it makes no difference

to me. I'm on the hook already.

Two is no more trouble than one.

Which is another reason I know you won't

remember what I look like.

I'm really about six, two.

Strangely attractive.

And I had a mustache,

maybe. I don't care.

But imagine it good.

Because if you don't, the people who

hired me will hire

somebody else to take care of you.

And you'll be scared to open any door.

Never know when you open it.

Louie.

It's a little messy, lady.

So you stand right there where he can see

you when he comes in.

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

- Miss, tell us how much

money you want. - 22C, ma'am.

Stay here.

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

Just a minute! Please, just a minute!

Excuse me.

Harold, please behave.

Oh, come on. You act like

we didn't know each other.

- You've had one, two

minutes. - Oh, I can handle it.

You're not coming upstairs.

Don't you want to show your feelings?

I know my way to my door.

- Come on, Mom. - Please.

I'll be right with you, buddy.

- Go ahead, sir. We've got to be right

with you. - I'll be going out.

- Come on. You're going

back. - I'm going to go with you.

(BUZZER)

No!

(GUNSHOT)

No!

(SCREAMING)

(GUNSHOT)

(GUNSHOT)

Hey!

Look at him!

He wouldn't...

(GUNSHOT)

She and I can shoot!

I was standing right

here when he went over.

I don't mind answering

any questions, Harry.

But you'll see for

yourself, I never fired a shot.

Stick around. I'm taking him

down top of questions, yes?

You ought to be

questioning his parents' courtney.

And after that, Lou Martel.

- I'm going to be right

with you. - Come on, folks.

- Come on, please. - Come on.

(GUNSHOT)

(GUNSHOT)

She lives here. I've

seen her around a lot.

The brunette's very attractive?

That's the one.

Oh, Tom!

Fran, she's been shot. It's all my fault.

No. Clear her letters through, folks.

- I'll call you. - Oh, Tom.

- Bill, don't leave me. - We won't, Fran.

That is true. Please.

Fran, just hold on. Hold on.

(SOBBING)

Hello?

Tom?

I said terrible things about you.

None of them were true.

Must have been crazy.

I must tell her she said there never was

anything wrong between her and Mike.

I knew it. I...

I just lied my head off.

Everybody lost.

You believe me, don't you?

I wouldn't lie now.

I believe you, Fran.

- Phil? - She should be quiet.

(CHUCKLES)

You...

You two are good kids.

You could have something great.

But...

Phil, don't make the same mistakes I did.

I want to be giving

advice, I don't think.

It was about 8.40 when we

arrived at the hospital.

Tom and I stayed there,

waiting, hoping, praying.

But once in her life, Fran

got a break. She pulled through.

It was a front-page story for a few days,

but then Fran's name and mine, too,

disappeared from the papers.

The big city had other

newcomers to get interested in,

and so they keep on coming, all of them

looking for something,

all of them hoping.

As for me, I was sure now of

what I had been looking for.

Let's go!

All is so wonderful of you to meet me.

I'm so glad to see you, dear.

You look sorry.

Sweetheart, their parents

are just like anybody else's.

All you have to do is kiss Dad on the

cheek a couple of times

and tell Mom you love

her angel food cake.

There's no reason to be nervous.

I'm not nervous, darling. I'm fine.

The coach flight was wonderful, Pam.

I honestly didn't serve dinner. I'm in

New York. That was faster now.

- There's a lot of porter around here. -

Oh, porter for my suitcases.

I need every half

dollar I can hang on to.

Pardon me. I'd just like to wish you all

the luck in the world.

Why, thank you. Thanks a lot.

- All is all live,

honey. - It's a long story.

Mmm. Let's go.