Cabin in the Sky Page #6

Suppose you tell Miss Georgia Brown

that her old friend...

...Domino Johnson is back in circulation.

- I'm not sure she'll be in this evening.

- Still working here, ain't she?

Yeah, when she feels like it.

If she gets in at all, it won't be till late.

Then I'll stick around.

Got a game going upstairs?

- Yeah, a little stud poker.

- Well, I'll stroll up and take a few hands.

But don't forget to let me know

when Georgia gets here.

We certainly won't.

If he sees her with Little Joe...

This time I ain't gonna use the door,

I'm going out the window.

- Well, look who's here!

- Domino!

Welcome home, baby.

- You gonna do any shooting tonight?

- Yes, sugar, but only with dice.

- My, you do look sharp tonight.

- Yeah?

Quiet. Which one of you kids

is gonna mind my tires tonight?

I am!

Well, I guess I better let you all do it.

Here's a little change for you.

Catch it. Come on.

You better pick us up

about 4 in the morning.

Very good, sir, and hot dog.

May I, madame?

Great day!

Joe, that's the

bestest-looking raiment...

...since they first invented clothes.

My, my, look at that jewelry.

It ain't nothing at all.

Wait till you see what

I spring on you next Saturday.

Now, if you'll all just step over

to the bar and be my guests.

Georgia, that dress

will be ahead of fashion...

...a hundred years from today.

- Yeah, yeah.

You ain't seen nothing yet.

The accessories are even cuter.

Georgia. Georgia.

- Remember, you're a lady now.

- I know it, sugar.

I'm just trying to impress them

with that fact.

Hey.

You wanna see something swell?

Lookie there. Genuine silk.

I got a dozen of them.

Dude!

Tell the band to play Georgia's number.

Domino!

Hello, Little Joe.

How you doing these days?

I'm still alive and kicking,

but that ain't no fault of yours.

Still cheating the boys

with those one-way dice of yours?

Cut that stuff out.

Georgia, what are you doing

hanging around with small fry like that?

Better than hanging around

with a gambler like you.

- I won't take that from you.

- Look out, he'll go after you again.

That's all right. Let him.

- Only this time, I ain't running, see?

- Come on, boys. Break it up.

This is a social gathering.

You trying to get back in that jail?

Good evening, riffraff.

Hello, Jim Henry.

Thought I'd just drop round...

...and give your joint the once-over.

Why, Petunia.

- Is this really you?

- But not the same me...

...you used to break her back

busting suds over a tub for you.

Why, you...

You're beautiful, Petunia.

Save that sugarcoated talk

for your girlfriend.

Where'd you get the clothes?

Don't you worry about that.

The main point is you paying for them.

Of course. Of course I'll pay for them.

I didn't realize...

And that ain't all I'm collecting

before I'm through.

Don't talk like that, Petunia.

You know I still love you.

Now, you just be a little more careful...

...what you say to your wife

in front of me.

Georgia, you keep out of this.

- I'm speaking my mind.

- And I ain't heard a sound.

Little Joe, are you so dumb

you can't see what she's after?

We're both after the same thing, but

I'm still the wife and got the inside track.

Petunia, don't talk like that.

Why, I was coming around to see...

Don't strain yourself.

I'm sending my lawyer round to see you...

...and he'd better find you in.

- What for?

- Money. What you think?

And if you ain't saved my half,

brother, start sprouting wings.

- What's wings?

- That's one way of getting out of jail.

I know all about

that sweepstake money...

...and I'm solid collecting my half,

cash on the line.

Well, I don't know

if I got that much left, Petunia.

No? Then you're just

in the correct suit to be laid out in.

I'll shoot you for a drink, Jim Henry,

with your own dice again.

No. Might as well give you the drink

and pass up the formalities.

What'll it be, Miss Jackson?

- You may give me a double King Kong.

- Boy. Coming up.

Petunia.

Pardon me, but ain't you the gentleman

that used my ex-husband...

...for target practice six months ago?

Yes, I had that pleasure.

Then permit me to buy you a drink

for that good deed.

Oh, no, ma'am. The drinks is on me.

You know, Mr. Johnson,

I usually don't drink with strangers...

...but we have so much in common.

We both dislike the same people.

Brown! Ain't it about time

for you to get into that cooch dance?

Ladies. Georgia, remember,

when you in the presence of a lady...

...you got to act like one.

- I guess she's just jealous...

...because she ain't got what I got.

Quit kidding yourself.

Not only have I got everything you got...

...but a whole lot more.

- Well, you ain't got Little Joe.

And that's the main thing

you got I don't want.

And if I run across any more

secondhand junk...

...l'll pass that on to you.

- Petunia, you can't act like this.

- Oh, can't I?

Why, Jim Henry, I see you've worked

yourself up with an orchestra.

- Yeah.

- Ask the boys to put me in the mood...

...so I can give out.

- With pleasure, Mrs. Jackson.

I suddenly feel a musical urge.

Mrs. Jackson, to your musical urge.

- Give up, general?

- Certainly not.

Well, you might as well.

You haven't forgotten that Little Joe's

six-months' trial period is up tonight?

In fact, I think he has

just 10 minutes left.

That's a lot of time

when we're on the job.

And it looks like he's not

coming down there alone.

Why, it looks like he's gonna bring

Petunia right on down there with him.

Little Joe!

Little Joe!

Look out!

- Hey there, what you think you're...?

- Get out.

Lord, do something about this.

Hear my prayer.

Send down your wrath

and destroy this wicked place.

No, don't!

Little Joe, don't! He'll shoot you!

No! Little Joe! It's Little Joe!

Little Joe.

Little Joe?

This feels familiar.

Oh, me. I'm in for it again.

Little Joe, you got a funny feeling?

I got a feeling, but it ain't funny.

You know, I don't feel no pain now.

Of course you don't.

You're a ghost now, Petunia.

A ghost? You mean we're both dead?

We got killed in that ruckus.

I'm scared of what'll happen

in the next couple of minutes.

How do you know what's gonna happen

in the next couple of minutes?

Oh, Lord, I know I ain't got no right

asking for forgiveness.

But I was doing all right

until I had that falling out with Petunia.

Little Joe, you didn't throw me over

for Georgia Brown, did you?

Excuse me just a moment, Lord.

How come you understand

all that now?

Oh, I see it plain now.

Georgia Brown come around trying...

...to take you from me,

but you resisted her.

Ain't this a fine time

to be getting some sense.

Oh, honey, I'm sorry. But then,

I was only human. I didn't understand.

I wonder if the general's

gonna see it that way.

General? What on earth

you talking about now?

I ain't talking about nothing on earth.

I just hope he gets here before

Lucifer Jr. Comes busting in on us.

- Lucifer Jr.? Who's he?

- I ain't got time to explain that now.

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