Amazon Women on the Moon Page #8

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Is there anybody out there?

Would you please

do me a favour?

Call Crazy Leo's and tell him the TV set

he sold me has a problem.

I'm still under warranty.

Hello? Hello?

[ Crying ]

Help me.

I'll never see Selma.

I'll never get back.

I'll never get back.

I'm finished. I'm finished.

I'll never get back.

- I'm goin' out of my mind.

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Mary Brown?

- Yes.

- Sit down, Mary Brown.

Thank you, Doctor.

Mary, I've been going

over your tests.

How did a nice girl

like you...

come to contract

a social disease?

Then my worst fears

are confirmed.

Oh, the shame of it!

- [ Sobbing ]

- Now, now. You are unclean...

but there's always hope.

Tell me how

you went astray.

- Tell me everything.

- [ Wheels Squeaking, Rolling ]

I won a...

beauty contest...

here in Iowa.

I thought I'd try my luck...

in New York.

It wasn't like

Iowa at all.

And then I met

a theatrical agent.

Gosh, that sure is different

than the sarsaparilla we have back home.

Well, we like a little more ''sass''

in our ''parilla.''

Now, Mary I didn't get you up here

to dish out a lot o' hooey.

Oh, that's all right.

I already had lunch.

You see, there's a social side

to this business we call ''show.''

- Now, uh, let me see your gams.

- What?

I was humiliated,

though oddly excited.

Well, he told me

he could spot fresh talent...

- and sent me to see a colleague

of his named Dutch Monahan.

- [ Honky-tonk Piano Playing ]

It turned out to be

a wild party.

Here. Dunk your whiskers

in this, sister.

You guys sure like

your sarsaparilla in this town.

Get her.

Shut your trap,

or I'll bite your ears off.

Keep your hands off me,

ya big palooka.

That was my first exposure

to New York intellectuals.

Gee whiz. My first sophisticated,

New York party.

Which one

is Cole Porter?

When you realized that your body had

been rendered impure...

what did you do?

I made another

foolish blunder.

I married my high school

sweetheart, Ken.

My shameful affliction

was exposed at last...

when Ken began showing symptoms

of the disease.

Goodbye, honey.

I'm going to work.

- Goodbye.

- [ Sighs ]

Ow!

- Ken, what's wrong?

- My eyes.

Had my sinful ways

caught up with me?

Had I inflicted Ken

with my secret shame?

Ken's vision began

to affect his work.

- [ Man Screaming ]

- Mike! Sorry!

Ah, today's

reckless youth...

with your fast roadsters

and your rumble seats.

I want to show you something,

Mary Brown, for your own good.

Take a look at the germs

that have ravaged your system.

- [ Squeaking, Chattering ]

- [ Gasps ]

Come now with me

to the clinic.

[ Creaking, Rumbling ]

- [ Bat Squeaking ]

- [ Moaning, Chattering, Muffled ]

What you are going to see here

is not pleasant.

I didn't realize we had

such specialized clinics here in Iowa.

When science is on the march,

nothing can stand in its way.

[ Moaning, Chattering Continue ]

Who is that pitiful creature?

- [ Laughing ]

- [ Doctor ] Let's call him...

Pete Jones.

Pete's first troubles were

with smoking cigarettes and drinking beer.

- Weren't they, Pete?

- [ Growling ]

Get back!

We don't have any cigarettes!

Sad, isn't it?

- I've seen enough, Doctor!

- I know you have.

But have you?

Resist temptation,

or you may end up...

like Pete...

and Mary...

- and Ken.

- [ Horn Blaring ]

- [ Yelling ]

- [ Tyres Squealing ]

[ Fast, Dance Band

With Noisemakers ]

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