Caged Page #5

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Well, where would you live?

With relatives?

With my Aunt Rose and Uncle Harry.

They're very respectable.

Uncle Harry's a gateman

for one of the biggest factories.

They're very fond of me.

If they're so fond of you,

why didn't they take your child?

Well, a baby would have been

a lot of trouble.

I wouldn't be.

We'll investigate them.

Maybe it would be better if I lived alone,

anyplace the parole officer found.

Out of the question.

We must make certain

that you have beneficial surroundings

and guidance.

You're hardly more than a child, only 19.

A girl grows old here before her time.

Marie's been married.

She's seen her husband killed.

She's borne a baby here in prison.

She's had the baby taken away from her

by law.

How can anyone be called young

who has lived through such experiences?

I've lived a lifetime in a year in this cage!

If I have to fall back in,

I'll be like the others.

And I'm not like them!

Oh, please.

Please, give me a chance to prove it.

I've paid my debt. Let me out, please.

You'll never regret it. I promise I'II...

What? What?

Wait till I fix this thing.

I haven't gotten the hang of it yet.

At your age,

with no favorable home conditions

and no beneficent influences

on the outside,

we feel that nine months

is too short a time

to prepare you

for your responsibilities outside.

Parole is not granted.

We'll review your case in a few months,

and you'll hear from us.

Got flopped back. Tried to do a mope.

Hanging on a bush, eh?

Benton says no solitary.

Oh, Benton's a fool. If I had her job, I'd...

Benton's okay with me.

So I go on this picnic, see?

Skinny takes me out in a rowboat,

begins criticizing my family, though,

and to make it worse, he slaps me,

so I slap him back.

You just slapped him?

Well, I did have an oar in my hand.

He kept on hitting me,

so I kept on slapping him.

Still with your oar in your hand?

What did you keep on slapping him for?

Well, he kept on coming up.

Pipe the new fish.

Get a load of Elvira Powell.

Hello, girls.

So help me, I never saw

such an old-Iooking bunch of bags.

I've checked in here for maybe six months.

Grand jury's having itself a little fun,

so in order to save

some of my friends embarrassment,

I got myself a phony rap

so they can't subpoena me as a witness.

It'll all blow over by spring.

I'm used to comfort, and I'll expect it.

Pick up your check at my lawyer's,

Big Davis.

There's $100 waiting for you every week

for value received.

Hello, Kitty.

Read about you and Ed.

Divorcing him would have been easier.

Gimpy Sullivan says you're drumming up

shoplifters from the inside.

I got a concession.

No more.

While I'm in, I want no kibitzing from you.

What's your name?

How'd you hurt your hand?

I'm a big girl, and this isn't my first year

away from home.

My name is Marie Allen.

If I said no to Kitty,

I'm sure not gonna say yes to you.

She's a cute trick.

Oh, wake up, Lottie.

You're playing a game.

Sure, you could sit down

in a department store some places.

That could be a gold egg

you got in your hand.

Okay, now try it again, and make out

like that cake of soap's a diamond pin.

- How much?

- $150.

Okay, wrap it up.

Spotters would have nabbed you.

I'm too dumb to be a booster.

Some dames got more talent than others.

But I got to have some trade

if I ever get out of here.

You any good at it, Marie?

Anybody with half a brain could figure out

how to fool a spotter.

Pigeon like you would get

her wings clipped first trip out.

Now, let's see.

If this is the jewelry counter,

what counter would be over there?

I guess perfume, gloves.

Then the elevators would be over there?

Yeah.

- That's showing her.

- Guess she showed her!

A bull's eye, baby!

By the time you're sprung,

I can have you connected

with one of the biggest outfits...

Come on, you tramps.

Line up for Christmas.

Nina Minnelli.

Emma Barber. Emma Barber.

Mary O'Connor.

Santa Claus couldn't get in here.

He's a man!

Marie Allen.

Sadie Fillmore.

Naomi Bates.

Mary Brown.

What do you know? Jungle red.

It's funny how lipstick

can make you feel all prettied up.

Who sent them?

Powell slipped Harper

a check to buy them for us.

That bloated buzzard!

Who does she think she's kidding?

Lipstick. She knows we can't keep them.

She only did it to get Benton sore.

She'll drool when she sees the Super

coming and taking them away from us.

Well, until Benton finds out,

I sure feel like a new woman.

Rhinestones are phony.

You can have real ones

anytime you change your type.

There's $100 extra in it for you

if you get word to Benton

that Kitty's recruiting.

- Merry Christmas, girls.

- Merry Christmas!

- Merry Christmas.

- Oh, how pretty.

I hope

you'll all have a pleasant day tomorrow.

Let's hope that many of you

will be home this time next year.

Now, tomorrow morning,

there will be Christmas services held here

for any of you who might like to attend.

Oh, Ann,

where did the lipsticks come from?

Elvira Powell.

Oh, of course, by way of Harper.

Girls? Girls, could I have

your attention a minute, please?

I didn't know what else to do for you

for Christmas,

but evidently,

someone thought of it for me,

so from now on,

all of you will be allowed to use lipstick.

Merry Christmas, Marie.

Why aren't you singing?

Give me one good reason why I should.

I know this is a frame,

and I got a rough idea who's back of it.

I've been stretching muscles

that haven't been stretched in 30 years.

Even that soft job

in the mailroom poops me.

I've been a lady of leisure too long.

What's new in the social set?

Kitty Stark is still in solitary.

I think she'll listen to reason now.

Meaning what?

She tried to play rough with me

when I was taking her down to the hole.

I didn't tell you to get tough with her.

By the time I got through with her,

she knew I meant business.

Look what she's got.

I found it outside the laundry.

I'm gonna keep it.

Sure must be a dopey cat to crawl in here.

Boy or girl?

I'm not taking any chances.

I'm gonna call it Fluff.

Harper will pitch a doozy if she finds it.

I'll bring my milk from supper.

Line up for count!

Line up for count!

- Lewis, Millie.

- Christiansen, Velma.

- Kopsky, Gita.

- O'Connor, Mary.

- O'Brian, Julie.

- Wagner, Rita.

- Devlin, Claire.

- Minnelli, Nina.

- Barber, Emma.

- Menard, Tina.

- Cassidy, Katie.

- Bates, Naomi.

Okay, where is it?

You don't get no breakfast

till you hand over that cat.

You know

it's against the rules to have any pets.

Hand it over.

Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!

All of you know

this is one of the most serious offenses

that can happen here.

I'm taking away all privileges

until further notice.

Now, I want to know who started all this.

It's dead.

She attacked me

when I tried to take away the cat.

Then she tried to escape.

Is this true?

The first time you tried to escape,

I gave you the benefit of the doubt.

This time, you have to be disciplined.

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