Blonde Venus Page #5
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- 1932
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I ought to take you out
And how have you been?
You this-and-that
You've got me you know what
Is that the way to be?
The Greeks have words
for almost everything I know
But you little so-and-so
You so-and-so
You little so-and-so
How did you get this way?
Although you know
that I have lost my control
You sit and talk about my beautiful soul
You this-and-that
You've got me you know what
Is that the way to be?
The Greeks have words
for almost everything I know
But you little so-and-so
Mr. Faraday?
This is Police Headquarters.
We've got a report on your wife.
She's singing at the Star Cafe in Baltimore.
She and the child
are staying at the Brittany Hotel.
Do you want us to have her arrested?
No, I'm going after her myself.
She checked out about 8:00 this morning,
didn't leave a forwarding address.
If you're talking about Mrs. Blake,
I heard her phoning about trains to Norfolk.
Norfolk?
Can I have a timetable, please?
Front.
- Get this gentleman a local timetable.
- Yes, sir.
Key for 515, please.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome, sir.
Please send a maid to 151.
No, 151.
- 175.
- Johnny!
No, it's definitely 151.
- 198.
- Yes.
- Hope they never find us.
- You bad boy.
- F.
- F.
- A.
- A.
- T.
- T.
- H.
- H.
- E.
- E.
- R.
- R.
- Father.
- Father.
Now, fill the whole page with it.
- Did you call me, ma'am?
- Come in.
- What's your name?
- Viola.
- Viola?
- Yes, ma'am.
Johnny, this is Viola. Viola, this is Johnny.
- How do you do, Johnny?
- Hello, Viola.
Viola is going to stay with you
until I come back.
There you are. You better not try
to get a job in this town, young lady...
if you want to keep out of sight.
I've had that circular for two days.
And there was a man here an hour ago
that I think was your husband.
My husband!
Whoever he is, I've got the feeling
he doesn't like you very much.
And if I were you, I'd keep away
from cabarets altogether.
Please don't tell anyone I was here.
Don't worry. I've got a kid of my own.
Good luck.
85 cents.
- Is that a lot of money?
- No. I'm going to pay it right now.
I'm afraid I can't pay this.
- Why not?
- I haven't any money.
What'd you do, forget your purse?
My little boy was hungry.
We had to eat somewhere.
What do you think this is,
a free soup kitchen?
This is the third time today
I've been gypped out of a meal.
And, by golly,
I won't stand for any more of it.
I'm going to call up the police.
Don't call the police.
I'll wash dishes, clean up, anything.
You going to wash my dishes?
Go back and see the cook.
Come on, Johnny.
I'm going to show you a nice, big kitchen.
Won't that be fun?
- Can I take my sucker along?
- Of course you can.
Vagrancy, Your Honour.
Charged with vagrancy?
Guilty or not guilty?
Not guilty.
Not guilty? Is this your first offence?
Yes, sir.
$30 or 30 days.
I can't pay the fine.
Please don't send me to jail.
I have a boy, 5 years old.
Where is he?
At the Plantation Hotel.
Who's with him?
He's alone. I left him asleep.
A woman who leads the sort of life you do
has no right to the custody of a minor child.
I do the best I can.
I haven't been able to find work in days.
I suspend sentence on condition
that you leave the city within 24 hours.
Take her out.
Come on, beat it.
That dame looked like the Venus woman.
Take a look.
I don't see any resemblance.
She's got a kid, too. I've got a hunch.
Wake up, Johnny.
Where we going, Mummy?
Help me, Johnny.
- There's that man out there again.
- What man?
Just a white man that's been
snooping up and down the street...
for the last couple of days.
- Where is he?
- That's him.
I meant to tell you about him last night,
but I guess it slipped my mind.
Try and find out what he wants, Cora.
Yes, ma'am. I'll find out right away.
- Are they after us again?
- I don't know, Johnny.
Howdy, boss.
- Hello, auntie.
- Looking for somebody?
No, nobody in particular. Why?
I knows everybody in the street and thought
maybe I might be able to help you out.
No, I wasn't looking for anybody.
Just browsing around.
Thanks just the same.
Just browsing around.
Yes, boss, I can see that.
Just browsing around.
What did he say, Cora?
He says he ain't lookin' for nobody,
he's just browsin' around.
But he can't fool me, no sir.
That white man's up to something.
I know when a white man's browsing
and when he ain't.
I'm going out a bit. Don't let anybody
near Johnny. I've locked him in.
No, ma'am.
There ain't nobody going to get by me.
Terribly warm today, isn't it?
Warm? It's hot.
You look as cool as a cucumber.
What will you have, folks?
I'll have some beer, cold beer.
Make it two.
What are you doing down here, big boy?
Nothing much. Why?
You don't look like the kind of a man
who comes down this way.
Cigarette?
I might ask you the same question.
Why?
You don't look anything like
these other women.
Give me time.
Couple of schooners.
There you are.
Why don't you tell me
what you're doing here?
I'm not doing much of anything.
On the level, I'm not.
Quit your kidding.
You've never had an idle day in your life.
I can tell.
You're a man who's been up and around.
A go-getter, that's what you are.
Say, you're a pretty smart girl, aren't you?
Am I?
What kind of business do you think I'm in?
Rich man, poor man, beggar man.
- Thief.
- You're getting hot.
Doctor, lawyer...
I give up.
But I know it's something very active
and exciting.
And a little dangerous, too.
I got to hand it to you, baby,
you almost hit the nail right on the head.
I thought so.
Who are you after, a bank robber?
Not this time.
Just a woman and a kid.
But she's given us one of the longest
and toughest chases we've ever had.
How do you know
she's in this neck of the woods?
I know, all right.
I got the whole border covered.
She hasn't got a chance in the world.
You say she got away from you before.
Yeah, I'll have to hand it to her.
I had her all sewed up in Baton Rouge,
But she leaves a hot trail behind her.
The faster she has to travel,
the faster she has to work.
You ought to hear
some of the suckers squawk.
She takes them like Grant took Richmond.
I was only one day behind her in Savannah.
But she played a one-night stand on me
and beat it down here...
while I was following a chump steer...
all the way up to Memphis
and back for the last month.
Well, she had a bit of a rest, anyway.
You sympathise with her, don't you?
Well, I don't.
She ought to get wise to herself.
The way she's living now
isn't doing that kid any good.
Some people might call it mother-love,
but I don't.
What does a man know about mother-love?
Come on, let's go.
That's just what I was thinking.
I'm getting sick and tired
talking about that dame.
Got anything to drink at home?
You better take something along.
Hello, auntie. Just browsing around.
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