Bad Girl Page #5
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- 1931
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to bring me the candy.
And I got news for ya.
I found a store.
The boss is gonna lend me
a hundred bucks...
and with the 650 I got saved up,
I can swing the deal.
He'll let me have
all the radlos I want on tlme.
- What do you know about that, huh?
- That'll be swell.
Of course, we may have to
pinch nickels for a while but...
in the end, it'll all be jake.
- Gee whiz, I'm a happy guy.
- Are you, Eddie?
Yeah. I been thinkin' about having
my own store for over two years now.
And while I ain't much
on tossin' this baloney...
and all that mush stuff...
a guy could have
a worse wife than you.
- Ya little squirt.
- Oh, Eddie.
- I love you so, darling.
- Okay.
Hey. Put your hat and coat on,
and I'll take you over and show you the place.
- Oh, I can't now.
- Why not?
I'm waitin' for Edna.
She phoned she'll be up in a little while.
- Ah, what does she want?
- Well, I wanted to ask her advice about something.
- About what?
- About-
Well, about the store,
see what she thinks of it.
Oh, gee. It'll be tough
if she don't like it.
Oh, Eddie, that's not a nice thing to say.
Here she is. Now, please don't
be mean to her. Come in.
- Hello, Dot.
- HI, Edna.
How's the grouch?
I thought they sent you
down to Washington...
so you could tell the president
how to run the country.
Ooh. They sent
the president up to see me.
Oh, don't mind him, Edna.
- He's happy as the devil today.
- Yeah, he looks it.
- He's gonna open his own store soon.
- Hmm!
I heard Wanamaker's
were going out of business.
They probably figured the competition
would be too much for 'em.
I'm going down to the corner
and get a paper.
Come on. Sit down.
I've got so much to tell you.
- Still in love with him?
- Oh, I'm just crazy about him.
Edna, I'm going to have a baby.
Oh, Dot.
- I'm afraid.
- Oh, don't be silly.
- Yeah. My mother died having me.
Yes, but things are different now.
You know, the hospitals are better,
and the doctors and things.
No girl minds it anymore.
- What does Eddie say?
- He doesn't know.
Well, why don't you tell him?
Well, his heart's so set
on having that store.
It'll take every nickel he's got.
Oh, I don't know what to do.
Edna, I'm so worried. You know, if the store's
gonna make Eddie happy, I want him to have it.
- Sure.
- When I think of what happened to my mother-
Unless I had everything
of the best-
you know, the best doctors
and everything-
- I'd be frightened.
- You poor kid.
Now listen.
This fella you're
married to is all right.
He's 100/o. I know what's
the matter with him.
He's one of those sensitive eggs.
Of course, he may not like me, but what the heck.
Napolon had a couple of enemies too.
Now you tell Eddie tonight.
And if I know anything about men...
he'll be stopping strangers on the street
tomorrow, bragging about it.
- Do you really think so?
- Oh, sure. All men are alike.
They puff themselves up.
You'd think they'd done something.
- Oh, I hope he'll really be like that.
- He wlll be.
I don't know though.
He's always yelling about living in a tenement...
and what a sin it is to have children
if you can't afford to give 'em everything.
I don't think I read anything in the papers
about him being born in the White House.
He was awful poor.
That's why he thinks like that about it.
Here he is.
Don't say anything.
- You still here?
- No.
Dld you get your paper, Eddle?
I got down there,
and I didn't have any change.
You can get one next week. They'll have
a dozen new murders for you by then.
Here, let me fix that tie.
- It looks like a unbent pretzel.
- The tie is-
You only wear it.
Other people have to look at it.
I don't know how you ever
picked this jane out for a friend.
- She's the dizziest dame I ever seen.
- Hold up your chin.
Look what I got, Eddie.
Look what I got! Look what I got!
- Where'd you get all this stuff?
- Eddie give us 60 cents to buy it.
Aw, he's crazy.
It was- Sixty-
Oh, what did you wanna
come up here for anyway?
Go on outside and play. Go on.
Go on.
Go on now.
Get out of here.
Thanks a lot, Eddie!
Gimme a slice of that cone down there.
Poor kids.
I found 'em downstairs in that dark hallway
tryin' to play games.
They ain't got a chance in life.
Eddie, did you give him
the 60 cents?
Listen, I got better things
to do with my money...
than throw it away on a lot of kids.
Say, you're a swell egg.
What are you gonna sell
in your radio store?
Never mind. The way you run
people's business for them...
if you start buttin' in, I'll probably
end up ownin' a butcher shop.
Well, I'm going.
- Remember now. Tell him.
- Tell him what?
Oh, nothing, Eddie.
She's got a secret for ya.
Oh, she's got a secret for me,
but you know it.
Geez, you're runnin' my house
for me, too, I see.
- Sure. Bye, darlin'.
- See you tomorrow.
- Bye, grouch.
- So long, dizzy.
- What's the big secret?
- I don't know whether you'll like it or not.
Hey, llsten, kld.
I'm so happy about the store,
I'd llke anythlng.
Oh.
Well? What is it?
Eddie, I'm going back to work.
- Back to work?
- Yeah.
Hey, listen. No wife of mine
is goin' to work.
- What'd be the harm?
- I'll do all the work that's to be done in this family.
- What do you wanna go to work for?
- Well-
Well, it gets kind of lonesome
stayin' here all day all alone.
Can't you go to picture shows
and things?
You just said
we'd have to pinch nickels.
Yeah, but I dldn't mean
we'd have to plnch 'em that hard.
- You don't like livin' in just one room. Is that it?
- Oh, it's all right.
But I wish we had a flat of our own or
something-you know, our own furniture.
Can't you see, Eddie? If I went to work,
you could have your store just the same.
And with the money I make,
we could-
Do you think I'd take money
you worked for?
- Oh, it'd be all right.
- Not with me, it wouldn't.
My idea of a husband is a guy that looks
after his wife and takes care of her...
and sees that
she don't want for nothin'.
If I can't do that,
I won't be a husband.
Me take your money-
you work all day-
or let you use it for something
that I ought to be payin' for.
Listen. They got a name
for guys like that.
Oh, Eddie, I didn't mean
to make you sore.
I ain't sore.
But I ain't as happy as I was.
You can lay that on a line.
It was our 10 weeks anniversary.
And I had the store
all picked out and everything.
And, say, when I come in here tonight,
I was walkin' on air.
This kinda crumbs it all up.
Gee, I didn't know
you wasn't satisfied.
Oh, Eddie, I am satisfied.
It's all right.
Let's not talk about it.
- I'll bet that Edna jane put that idea in your nut.
- No, she didn't.
Let's not say any more about it.
You're crazy to have the store,
and it'll make you happy.
Well, that's all I care about-
making you happy.
Listen. I'm the husband,
and it's my job to make you happy.
If a husband ain't for that,
he ain't for nothin'.
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