Blondie of the Follies Page #2

selling silly little badges

and I suddenly realized

it was Mother's Day.

And I was overcome with remorse.

Oh, you're naughty!

You're a naughty boy.

How is the market?

Oh, that horrid word!

I have a delightful cake

with "Mother" done in pearls

and sugar over the top.

And instead of taking large blossoms,

I thought it would be rather sweet to take

just a little bunch of gardenias.

And Madelon has them here now.

She's tied them onto the cake with

a huge bow of snow white ribbon.

Mother will cry.

I know she'll cry.

And perhaps I will too.

And...Hello?

Hello?

Can you beat that?

He hung up, the dirty son of...

Well, Madelon, how can I carry that?

- Just put your arm there Madame.

Oh, my dear. Cunning!

Your bag.

Oh, Madelon, we'll have some cocktails,

caviar and a little cold wine.

Tres bien, Madame.

And oh yes,

if anyone calls me, just say

that I'm visiting my mother...

on Long Island.

Oui, Madame.

What's the matter with Alexander?

If you want a pitcher.

- Come in.

- A good man.

Yes, well I saw him play a game once...

- Anybody home?

- Come in, Mrs. Callahan.

Lottie's here.

Lottie's here? Where?

For crying out loud.

Oh, I won't disturb you if you're dining...

Oh, hello, Lottie. Come in, have a chair.

Please don't get up.

Have you had your dinner, Lottie?

Thanks awfully, but I never dine

until after the show.

My goodness, you look as though

your racket was booming.

Oh Pete, the same old Pete, aren't you?

- Sure.

- Lottie!

Oh Lottie, I'm glad to see you!

You look swell.

And what about you?

- What about you, Mug?

- Mug?

It seems like years ago.

- It does.

You seen the new addition?

His name is Horace.

Are those real silver fox?

Yes, they are, aren't they?

- Lace, real old lace.

- That's lace and how.

Would you mind the baby please?

Well well well the same little place.

Oh my.

Lottie, did you get them shoes

made for you?

Oh my shoes? Do you like them?

I found the sweetest little shop

just off Madison.

You might have to make a lot of money

in the Follies. You just have to.

- Why shouldn't the lady have a sideline?

- And why not?

Mother darling, it's been charming

but I must go now.

I thought you'd be glad

to see Lottie again.

We're very glad

to see you again, Lottie.

Lottie? Oh Mother! That sounds

so strange to hear Lottie.

Her name's Lurlene now. Lurlene Cavanaugh.

Lurlene Cavanaugh.

Oh, you've changed your name.

You're married?

- No.

Maybe you'd rather go now.

Yes, well, goodbye! Goodbye!

Lottie is sending me some sherry a friend gave

her and I'm bringing some down.

Yes Mother, they'll adore it.

The madeira.

Thanks, we've no use for it.

What do you want to crab the sherry for?

I like a drop of sherry once in a while.

My, you can still smell that perfume

she had on.

I got a load of that. Kind of makes

you goose flesh all over.

- That's my flower, Pa.

- You've no use for it, Mother.

Bob Musial. One of the best

baseball players in the world.

- Oh, go on.

- I saw a game in which Musial...

Hey, get away from there, Jimmy Blake!

Slug!

Where's that music coming from?

Is that the rad-i-o?

Radio, Blondie.

That's the last time

I swing my hips into this dump.

And I was trying to do the nice thing.

Jamais plus, jamais plus.

Vite, Andre, a la maison.

- Say is that real french? Or are you kidding?

- Cigarette?

- No thanks.

Oh, that's pretty. "L.C."

- Lurlene Cavanaugh.

- Lucky Chump. - Not really so lucky.

- You're doing great, Kiddie.

Well, Blondie, what about you?

Don't make me laugh.

You said that upstairs.

Well, what about me?

Are you, uh...snagging anyone?

I can't get a kick out of any

of the hicks I bump into,

after seeing how a real gentleman acts.

How do you know

how a real gentleman acts?

In the movies.

I go to them all the time.

Say, Lottie?

What's it like?

- What?

Being made up to by a real swell

refined guy. What's it like? - What?

It's so nice to see you again,

Blondie. I've always liked you.

- We've always been pals, haven't we?

- Of course we have.

Come on in, Blondie. Anyone come?

- Yes, that way.

Come in darling and have a drink, just one.

Pour my favorite, Madelon. I'll be back.

Right away.

- Oh, look at this!

Boy!

Ah, the jingle of the dice.

What are you doing? Playing backgammon?

- No, dear, we're skating.

You tease. Please sit down.

Don't let me disturb you.

Boy.

How's your mother?

Did she like the cake?

She adored it but

I'm very cross with you.

Did you hang up or were we cut off?

It's your move.

Darling? Introduce me.

I'm terribly sorry. Mr. Murchenson.

It's your move.

- How do you do?

Murchenson! Oil!

The girls were talking about you

in the dressing room the other day.

We didn't know if it was

20 or 30 thousand barrels.

Isn't that what you get oil in?

- Darling, darling, darling.

Double. It's your move.

Thirty thousand barrels

if it interests you.

Oh.

I'm so glad to know.

- Nice?

- Uh huh.

It's your move.

You dirty old man!

Just a hurried tub

after the rush of the day.

It's such a comfort.

Oh, Madelon, Madelon.

- How am I doing?

- Do we have any cigarettes?

Oui, Madame.

Cigarettes, are you crazy?

I'm going to kill you right now.

You're crazy.

Stop it! Blondie, I'll sock you

in the nose if you don't stop it.

We're children no longer, Blondie.

Silly child!

Madelon, mon bain, tout suite.

- Madame? Froid ou chaud?

Froid.

- Tres bien.

- Oh, je suis si fatigue! - Ca ne m'etonne pas, Madame.

- Votre mere va bien aurjourdhui?

- Tres bien, merci.

Hello, little fella.

How are you doing, kiddie?

What's your name?

Don't be scared of me.

I'm not going to bite you.

How cute.

Do you like dogs?

I like that kind.

They come from China, don't they?

China. Yes, I believe they do.

What part of China?

All over.

By the size of China,

there must be a lot of them

if they're all over China.

You don't suppose there's any truth

in the rumor that Chinamen eat dogs?

I hadn't heard that.

There couldn't be any possible connection

between chow mein and chow dogs?

I don't know about that.

- It would be kind of silly, wouldn't it?

- Yes, it would.

That's what I thought.

Thank you very much.

Clever, these Chinese.

I beg you pardon?

I didn't say anything.

I didn't say a word.

Who's that girl?

I don't know.

I like blondes.

How about tonight?

Not so bad.

Not so bad.

Hi, hi, you're doing swell.

- Hey.

Who is that gink?

- Gink?

- Yes, the one who was just here.

That was only Larry Belmont.

You mean to say you don't know Larry Belmont?

He made four million in the market himself.

- Goody goody! I like him.

Of course, you like Larry.

Everyone likes Larry.

I guess I better be going home.

- Must you go, Blondie?

- Yes and thanks, Lottie.

- Lurlene, please.

- Well, Lurlene then.

Gee, this is swell here.

Do you think I could come up and

see you one day when your friends are out?

Yes, do. Give me a buzz.

My name's in the book.

As Lurlene Cavanaugh.

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