Blonde Crazy Page #2
- TV-G
- Year:
- 1931
- 79 min
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It hurts me more than
it does you, honey.
"Answers advertisement,
"invests $25,000, charges fraud.
"'Get rich quick' scheme works again.
Prince of swindlers
makes gigantic haul. "
Say, what is this,
Taking a correspondence
course in salesmanship?
Nothing else.
Super-high pressure and deluxe.
Going on the road?
Uh-huh. Won't be long now,
and I'll take you along.
Not as a sideline, you won't.
Well, I think you and I can
make a lot of money together.
Then what?
We blow this joint and make
a play for the big city.
You sound like Santa
Claus in wolf's clothing.
Honey, I'm Santa Claus, Robin hood,
And the goose that laid
the golden egg all in one.
Pretty big package, aren't you?
Seriously, there's a lot
If you know where to look for it.
The world owes me a living.
I'm not built for work.
That's for horses
And smack-offs like
that 4-eyed room clerk.
Now, you've got beauty
and a swell figure.
With my ideas and your looks,
we could trim the world.
And end up in the penitentiary.
Not with what I have on the ball.
Now, listen, honey, here's the idea.
The age of chivalry has passed.
This, honey, is the age of chiseler.
And the age of jails.
Everybody's got larceny in his heart.
Everybody's looking for
something for nothing.
Honest men are scarcer
than feathers on a frog.
But I've never been mixed
up in a racket before.
As I said, there are two things
I haven't any use for,
and jail is both of them.
You play ball with me, and
your worrying days will be over.
Yeah? How about the nights?
Well, I'll see what I can
do about those, too, honey.
Sorry to disturb your little party.
Oh, we were just going,
so it's alright anyway.
Not alright with me.
Parking without lights
is pretty serious.
A lot of accidents these days.
Oh, tell him to take that horrid light
Out of my eyes.
The... the lady objects
to your flashlight.
Oh, she does, does she?
Maybe she can't stand close inspection.
I-I-i
resent that.
Alright, alright,
Come on, the both of you, get out.
Now, look, here, can't
you and me get together?
What do you mean, get together?
What's this?
Aw, just forget all about it.
Go on, get yourself a smoke.
Come on, lady, you get out of there.
Listen, partner...
There's nothing to listen to.
Oh, I see.
This is a nice mess.
What's your husband going to say
When he finds out about
this, Mrs. Lawler? Ha.
Oh, he's a friend of my husband.
Why, I didn't know you were married.
Well, you know it now.
Well, come on.
No use standing here.
In the car and we'll get going.
Well, wh-where to?
Headquarters.
I can't go there.
Neither can I. I've got a wife.
Why, I didn't know you were married.
Well, you know it now.
Come on, snap into it.
I ain't got all night.
Hiya, Mr. Johnson!
Speeding?
No, parking.
Hello, Pete.
Hiya, kid.
Mr. Johnson here is a friend of mine.
So's the young lady a friend of his.
Who is it?
Why, it's Anne Lawler.
This is news.
What have you got them on?
Plenty. Parking without
lights on a county highway,
Possession and transportation of liquor,
Bribing an officer of the law...
That's a lie.
Well, we won't stop to argue that.
Go on, get back in your car.
It looks pretty bad, Mr. Johnson.
Hey, Bert, can't you do something?
My name, my reputation, the newspapers.
I don't know.
This guy's a tough mug.
Listen, I know this guy pretty well.
You want me to see
what I can do about him?
Sure, and stop at nothing.
I'll be ruined if this gets out.
Wait a minute.
Hank certainly looked like a real cop.
Why not?
If he can't impersonate
John law, nobody can.
He's been pinched often enough.
Here you are, honey...
$2,500 for you and $2,500 for me,
With the compliments of room 334.
What's the matter, baby?
Come on, snap out of it.
We ought to be celebrating this touch.
Here you're acting like
this. Pick up your end.
I can't take the money,
Bert. You keep it.
Oh, no, no, take it.
It's yours, partner. 50/50.
Well...
I'm awfully tired.
I think I'll turn in.
That's not a bad idea.
Uh, you can sleep in the lower,
And I'll take the upper.
You don't mind, do you?
I was in such a hurry
When I bought the tickets,
I just got one compartment.
I figured you'd be in a hurry
when you bought the tickets,
So I bought a berth in the next car.
You don't mind, do you?
I'm sure you'll sleep better that way.
Oh, I mustn't go
without letting you know
How much I care for you, Bert, dear.
And this, commissioner,
is our local larceny Lane,
Where money's made
easily and lost quickly.
Take a look at the house detective
Giving us the once-over.
You look, babe. I
haven't got my glasses.
Where did the horse come in?
Come in? He's still running.
I laughed till I thought I'd die.
I'd give a million to
have seen that chap's face.
You should've seen his expression
When I told him I still had his letters.
languages and write none.
Swell-dressed parade of
parasites, aren't they?
Worse than all the gangsters
and hoodlums put together.
# dream of Spanish castles #
# it smacks of real love #
# a Spanish castle #
# I've got a rhyme
for a Spanish castle #
Better sit over here, Bert.
You're blocking traffic.
# eyes of blue, LA LA LA Lee #
# red lips, too, #
Anybody who doesn't like this
should have his head examined.
I'd like it better if there
was some money coming in.
Don't worry about a thing, honey.
Everything'll be super.
$5,000 can't last forever.
We've spent almost $1,000 already.
The chump's wad is still intact.
All we spent is what I saved.
We'll get set, baby.
It's making the right
connections takes the time.
See that guy? He's in the rackets.
I've seen him hanging around the hotel.
Mmm-mmm!
He's doing better than alright.
Look what he's pushing around.
She is attractive.
That's the best part of
being in the big dough.
have all the dames you can use.
Is that your ambition?
Well, no, not exactly, but, uh,
You can't blame me for
looking around, honey.
You won't give me a tumble.
You know why?
I can't imagine.
Well, I could go for you.
Sometimes I think I even want to.
You're nice. You're not a collar ad,
But you're not bad-looking either.
But just when I get set to fall,
You spoil everything.
What do you mean?
Love doesn't mean anything in your life.
You think you can turn it on and off
By pushing a button like you do a light.
You worship nothing but dough.
No, you're not my type, Bert.
You got started on the wrong foot.
Little Nell is not going to
be just another in your life.
I say you're wrong. Maybe
someday you'll find out.
I may not know much about making love,
But one thing I do know.
I've wanted you since
the first day I saw you,
But if I can't have you,
I'll have somebody else.
We're getting too serious. Let's dance.
Hey, I told you once
before to cut that out.
Yeah?
Yeah, because I don't like it.
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