Born Yesterday Page #8

I wouldn't be where I am!

- Where are ya?

- All right, you talked enough!

You don't like it here, beat it!

Wait a minute!

- First, this!

- Not now!

Right now! Come here!

I'm not signin' anything tilt I know

what I'm signin' from now on!

Do what I'm tellin' ya!

Harry, please, don't!

Here!

All right, now go on.

Blow!

I don't want you

bawlin' around here.

I've been too good to ya.

You don't appreciate nothin'!

So go on, blow! Sit on a park bench

and learn how to behave.

Go on, beat it!

This way out.

- I gotta put somethin' on.

- Hurry up.

I don't want you around here

like this. You bother me.

Big fascist!

- All set?

- Certainly, all set.

You think I'm gonna let

a broad talk back?

- Where is she?

- I told her to take a walk.

One thing I can't stand is a crier.

- What's she crying about?

- How do I know?

- She's becoming a strange girl.

- She's all right.

All these books got her nervous,

that's all.

It looks as though your passion

for educating her was a mistake.

I didn't know it was gonna

turn out like this, did I?

Remind me to fire

that four-eyed Verrall skunk.

- Why blame him?

- He taught her too much.

You know what she called me before?

A fascist!

- She did?

- That don't make sense.

I was born in Plainfield, New Jersey.

She knows that.

What's the matter?

I love that broad.

Hey, you think we could find somebody

to make her dumb again?

Don't be late if you

don't want no bloody nose.

- Would you do me a favor?

- What?

Drop dead.

I have sworn

upon the altar of God...

eternal hostility...

against every form of tyranny...

over the mind of man.

Hello?

Chestnut 7-1-8-0.

I'd like to speak

to Thomas Jefferson, please.

No, I mean Thomas Verrall.

No, Paul Verrall.

Paul Verrall.

Well, it's very important.

Well, I'll hold on.

- Jim!

- Yes?

- What time is it already?

- 11:
30.

I'll stug her senseless

when she gets back.

- If.

- I've had this with her before.

She always winds up

where I want her.

I hope so.

- Yes?

- What time is it?

- 11:
30.

- You said that before.

- 11:
31.

- She's been gone eight hours.

- Maybe she's seeing a double feature.

- Yeah.

That don't take eight hours.

- Could've got in an accident.

- You'd hear.

Could've got attacked.

Happens all the time.

Not to Billie. Maybe the other way

around, but not to Billie.

- She here?

- What do you mean, she here?

- No! Go look some more.

- I've been all over town.

Welt, go over it again!

- Do what I'm tellin' ya!

- Sure.

Just changin' my socks.

- Harry.

- What?

Marry her.

- Still harping, huh?

- I'm thinking of your legal safety.

- On paper, she owns...

- I know what she owns.

You've got to do it.

They always hook you

in the end, them broads.

This whole trouble is on account

of a dame reads a book.

It's the new world.

Force and reason changing places.

- What?

- Knowledge is power.

I don't like the way

things are goin' around here...

you stewed all the time

and that broad out of line.

- And some fine congressman you bought.

- I think he's cute.

Yeah, well,

I've got to trade him in.

- On what, for instance?

- For instance, on a senator.

On a senator.

Take those blinders off

and let in a little light.

Just for a second.

It won't hurt much.

You don't go around this town

buying senators and congressmen...

as if they wore price tags.

These guys are honest,

sincerely trying to do a job.

Once in a while, you find

a rotten apple like Hedges.

Then you can have them,

hut just once in a while...

in a great while.

Are you sure you're ringing

Mr. Brock's suite, Operator?

How about the bedroom?

Well, ring a few more times, honey.

I wanna make sure.

- He's not in.

- Just one more ring.

Let's go.

The stuff's in his briefcase...

in his bedroom.

I probably won't see you again.

- So I wanna say good-bye.

- What?

- And thanks for everything.

- Where are you going?

Just away from here,

that's all I know.

Where?

- You can tell me.

- I don't know.

I thought I might go see

my father for a while.

- I've got a better idea.

- What?

Let's get married.

You must be daffy.

I love you.

You don't love me.

You just love my brain.

That too.

Ill think it over, but I can

tell you now, the answer's no.

What are you doin'?

Well, if you don't know,

I must be doing it wrong.

Fine time!

- Hello, Harry.

- Where ya been?

I took a walk like you told me.

I met Paul.

Okay, buster, knock off!

- Good night, Paul.

- Good night, Billie.

Good night, Harry.

What's the matter?

You miss me?

I decided to tell ya somethin' good.

I don't like to wait when I get an idea.

- Yeah, I know.

- Now I'm not so sure I should tell it.

- Why not?

- Running out, talking fresh.

I knew you'd be back though.

- You did, huh?

- I told Jim. He was worried, not me.

Not yet.

- What took ya so long?

- I had a lot to think.

- For instance?

- Just where I stand around here.

- I've been tryin' to tell ya that.

- What?

Where you stand around here.

First, that Verrall stuff is out.

It gets in my way.

I don't like to see you upset.

It's bad for you.

- Next thing, we're gonna be married.

- No.

But you gotta learn how to behave...

No?

- What do you mean, no?

- I don't wanna. That's what I mean. No!

In fact,

I've never been so insulted.

Who are you to say no

if I tell ya?

Don't knock yourself out.

You got a lot of surprises comin'.

- Look! Just tell me first.

- What?

- How can you not wanna marry me?

- For one thing, you're too dumb.

I just got a different kind

of life in mind entirely.

I'm sorry, but you

just wouldn't fit in.

Listen, I don't understand

what's happenin' around here.

- I do.

- What did I do? What did I?

All right, I talk rough to you

once in a while.

Maybe I hit you

a couple of times... easy.

Is that any reason

to treat me like this?

I done good for you too.

Couldn't we straighten this out?

- No.

- Why not?

Well, all that stuff

I've been studying...

what Paul's been telling me,

it just mixed me up.

But when you hit me before,

it was like everything...

knocked itself together

in my head and made sense.

All of the sudden

I realized what it means...

how some people are always givin',

and some takin'.

It's not fair,

so I'm not gonna let ya anymore...

or anybody else.

Listen, kid, I got an idea.

You wanna come to Florida?

We used to have some good times

together. Remember, honey?

I think you should

marry me, don't you?

I want you to marry me.

I don't wanna argue about it.

You do what I'm tellin' ya,

or you'll be sorry!

I'm not scared of ya anymore.

That's another thing.

You're not, huh?

Hit something else.

I'm leavin'.

- What?

- For good.

Let's get organized around here!

You just can't walk out!

You're in too deep! I'm in the middle

of the biggest thing I ever done!

Maybe I was wrong

hookin' ya in, but you're in!

- I'm not gonna be, I decided.

- All right, fine!

- You wanna wash it up?

- Yeah.

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