Bad Girl Page #9

- Oh.

Oh, no, this isn't yours.

This baby's six days old.

She acts like she hates the child.

I guess maybe she didn't want it.

Do parents hate children

they don't want?

I heard of people like that.

How do you like this one?

- Oh, it's darling.

- Oh, no.

This is young Mussolini.

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Gee, it's funny when

you think of it, ain't it?

Everybody in the world was once

just a little bundle like that.

- Isn't this one cute?

- Oh, it's lovely.

Just look at those little hands.

Did you ever see

such an adorable nose?

Gee, it's swell.

Don't you want to hold your baby?

Is this mine?

- Honest? Oh.

- Thls Is It.

I wouldn't cry over It,

Mrs. Colllns.

It's not the first time

that a baby was born.

No? Well, it's the first time

this baby was ever born.

You can come in now.

Hello, kid.

- How do you feel?

- All right.

Thanks for sending me the flowers.

Okay.

- Is that it?

- Yes, that's it, and it's no it. "

Well, I didn't mean it that way.

Let's not talk about it.

- That suits me too, kid.

- I thought it would.

We'll take him back

to the nursery now.

I asked Dr. Burgess how we happened

to get a fine doctor like him.

He just laughed and said

that you'd tell me.

Oh, my boss knew him.

He did it for him.

- He give me a check for the baby's bank too.

- He did?

- Wasn't that swell of him?

- Yeah.

Those big guys do a lot

of work for charity.

So you think of your baby

as charity, do you?

No. I-

Well- Gee, everything I say

seems to be wrong.

Oh, Eddie.

I'd give anything if-

well, if things were different.

Aw, everything's gonna be

all right, kid.

We ain't gonna stop living

just because we got a baby.

You and me is gonna have a good time,

the same as always.

Why, In slx months

we'll have forgotten we got a kld.

Please go now.

I'm tired.

Sure.

- When'll you be home?

- In about two weeks.

Well, hurry it up.

I'll feel like steppin' out a bit.

- So long, kid.

- So long.

I'll be back every day.

Oh, Mrs. Linsky,

she's getting bigger every day.

What are you going to call her?

I'm calling her Shelly,

after my mother-in-law.

Her name was Esther,

but it's close enough.

Well, how are all the mothers today?

- Hello, Edna.

- Hello.

- Is the cab downstairs?

- Yes. Are you ready?

Mm-hmm.

- Are you leavlng now?

- Yes.

But I heard you tell your husband

that you were golng tomorrow.

- I want to surprise him.

- Oh.

Say, listen, kid.

- Have you thought this thing over?

- Yep.

I couldn't live with a man

that didn't like his own child.

All he thinks about is stepping out.

I couldn't go back to Eddie

for anything.

I'd get to hate him.

Well, it's your funeral, kid.

Well, what are you

going to do with that?

Well, I thought maybe the kid

would like to fool around with it.

What? A two-weeks-old baby?

Well, it's only a little balloon.

The doctor's in the ward.

You'll have to wait a few minutes.

- Dr. Gibson?

- Yes?

Just a minute, please.

- Hurry, Nurse Parson.

- Hurry, Doctor.

- Where?

- The nursery.

My baby.

Something's happened to my baby!

Somethlng's happenlng to my baby.

No, Mrs. Collins.

It's all right.

- I want my baby! I want my baby!

- He's all right.

- I want my baby!

- Please llsten.

I want my baby!

I want my baby!

I want my baby!

- I want my baby!

- What's the matter, kid?

- Something's happened to my baby.

- Where?

In there!

It's not your baby.

There's no danger.

Your husband will get it.

Now, everything is all right.

- It's all right.

- He's all right, kid. Look. Here he is.

- He's all right.

- It was Mrs. Burns's baby.

Nothing serious.

Just a little coughing spell.

Oh, gee, kid.

I didn't know you liked it.

And I thought all along

that you didn't like him.

That's a bright idea

to get in your nut.

The things you said

that night in the flat-

you know, about your mother

and everything.

Well, I thought like that then.

But gee, it's different

when you got your own kid.

Hey, lookit. The little son of a gun's

got ahold of my finger.

- Dr. Burgess said he had a finely shaped head.

- He did?

Hey, look out there, buddy.

You might have the future president

of the United States in this cab.

That's what they all say.

- Oh, yeah?

- Oh, Eddie. Now don't, Eddie.

Hey. Let me hold him, will ya?

- You really want to, Eddie?

- Sure.

Be careful.

Put your arm under his head.

- Okay.

- There you go, baby.

Say, Dr. Burgess was right

about the kid's head.

That's the best-shaped

kid's head I ever saw.

He has a lovely head, hasn't he?

Oh, Eddie, give me the baby.

He's dribbling all over you.

Dribbling? That ain't the half of it.

I'm wet clean through.

But it's okay.

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