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He loves me so

That funny honey of mine

Name of deceased ,

Fred CaseIy.

Fred CaseIy?

How couId he be a burgIar?

My wife knows him .

He soId us our furniture.

He gave us 1 0% off.

Lord knows

he ain't got the smarts

You toId me he was a burgIar.

He was dead when you got home?

She had him covered in a sheet,

and she's teIIing me

some cock-and-buII story

and how I ought to say I did it

'cause I was sure to get off.

''HeIp me, Amos,'' she says.

''It's my goddamn hour of need .''

Now he shot off his trap

l can't stand that sap

- Look at him go

-And I beIieved her.

- Rattin' on me

-That cheap IittIe tramp.

She was two-timing me, huh?

I'm through protecting her now.

She can swing for aII I care.

I'm down at the garage

working 1 4 hours a day,

and she's up here

munching on bonbons

and tramping around

Iike some goddamn fIoozy!

Thought she couId puII

the wooI over my eyes.

- That scummy, crummy

-WeII , I wasn't born yesterday.

- Dummy

-Some things a man can't take.

- Hubby of mine

-She pushed me too far.

That IittIe chiseIer.

Boy, what a sap I was!

You doubIe-crosser!

You big bIabbermouth !

You promised you'd stick.

You been stringin' me,

Roxanne!

You toId me he was a burgIar!

The whoIe time,

you been up here jazzin' him .

You are a disIoyaI husband !

Look, it's true.

I shot him .

But it was seIf-defense.

He was trying to burgIe me.

From what I hear,

he's been burgIing you

three times a week

for the Iast month .

So what do you say, Missus?

That's him , aII right.

Thank you .

Your story doesn't wash ,

Mrs. Hart. . .

so try this on for size.

Fred CaseIy was a good time

on the side

with Goofy here

as a meaI ticket.

MeaI ticket?

He couIdn't buy my Iiquor.

Fred CaseIy couId?

With a wife

and five IittIe CaseIys?

Or did he forget

to mention them?

What?

AII his.

Oh , that bastard .

That bastard !

Yeah , I kiIIed him .

I wouId kiII him again .

Once was enough , dearie.

Take her downtown . Come on !

This is it. 264 1 /2 .

Here they come.

This way, honey.

It's a shame to hide

such a beautifuI face.

Why'd you shoot him?

Give us a profiIe with a smiIe

Iike the girI from

the toothpaste ad .

Enjoy it whiIe you can .

Take this down .

Assistant District Attorney

Harrison

says this is a hanging case.

I'm ready to go

to the jury tomorrow.

What do you mean , hanging?

Not so tough anymore, are you?

Take her down

to the Cook County JaiI .

We need a headIine.

Why'd you shoot him?

Was he crueI? Did he beat you?

Hey, what do you mean ,

hanging?

Morphine, opium , cocaine?

-Arm Iength . 3 1 inches.

-Arm Iength . 3 1 inches.

Height. 66 inches.

The Matron's on her way,

so don't get too cozy.

Put out that cigarette!

Ever had Morton before?

She's fine.

Long as you keep her happy.

[ DrumroII ]

And now, Iadies and gentIemen . . .

the Keeper of the Keys,

the Countess of the CIink. . .

the Mistress of Murderess Row. . .

Matron Mama Morton !

Ask any of the chickies

in my pen

They'll tell you

l'm the biggest mother hen

l love them all,

and all of them love me

Because the system works,

the system called

Reciprocity

On your feet.

WeIcome, Iadies.

Got a little motto

Always sees me through

When you're good to Mama

Mama's good to you

You might think I'm here

to make your Iife a Iiving heII ,

but it's just not true.

There's a lot of favors

l'm prepared to do

You do one for Mama

She'll do one for you

I'd Iike to be your friend ,

if you Iet me.

So if there's something

that upsets you

or makes you unhappy

in any way. . .

don't shoot your fat-ass mouth

off to me

'cause I don't give a sh*t.

They say that life

is tit for tat

And that's the way l live

So l deserve a lot of tat

For what l've got to give

Don't you know

that this hand

Washes that one, too?

When you're good to Mama

Mama's good to you

Let's go.

You must be Hart.

Ain't you the pretty one.

Thank you , ma'am .

Oh , no, caII me Mama.

I'm here to take care of you .

You'II be habitatin'

down in the east bIock.

Murderess Row, we caII it.

Is that nicer?

I don't think I beIong in here.

I didn't actuaIIy

do anything wrong .

No need to teII me.

I never heard

of a man getting kiIIed

when he didn't get

just what was coming to him .

Hey, Mama!

Come here. Come here.

VeIma KeIIy.

You're the VeIma KeIIy.

I was there the night

that you got arrested .

Yeah .

You and haIf of Chicago.

Look at this, Mama.

An editoriaI denouncing me

in ''Redbook'' magazine.

''Not in memory do we recaII

so fiendish and horribIe

a doubIe homicide.''

You couIdn't buy

that kind of pubIicity.

CouIdn't buy it?

I guess I can keep this, then .

Nice try.

lf you want my gravy

Pepper my ragout

Spice it up for Mama

She'll get hot for you

When they pass that basket

folks contribute to

You put in for Mama

She'll put out for you

The folks atop the ladder

Are the ones

the world adores

So boost me

up my ladder, kid

And l'll boost you up yours

Let's all stroke together

Like the Princeton crew

When you're strokin' Mama

Mama's strokin' you

So what's the one conclusion

l can bring this number to?

When you're good to Mama

Mama's good

To you

Ah , yes!

[ Cheers and appIause ]

RO XIE :
Mama?

It's kind of freezing in here.

You don't think there's

something wrong with the heat?

Not that I'm compIaining ,

mind you , but. . .

if you got a coupIe extra

bIankets tucked away --

Lights out, Iadies.

Okay.

Okay.

Pop

Six

Squish

Cicero

Lipschitz

And now,

the six merry murderesses

of the Cook County JaiI

in their rendition of

the ''CeII BIock Tango.''

Lipschitz

Pop

Six

Squish

Cicero

Lipschitz

Pop

Six

Squish

Cicero

Lipschitz

- Pop

- Six

Squish

- Cicero

- Lipschitz

- Pop

- Six

Squish

- Cicero

- Lipschitz

He had it coming

He had it coming

He only had himself to blame

lf you'd have been there

lf you'd have seen it

l betcha you would have

done the same

- Pop

- Six

Squish

- Cicero

- Lipschitz

- Pop

- Six

Squish

- Cicero

- Lipschitz

You know how peopIe have these

IittIe habits that get you down?

Like Bernie.

Bernie Iiked to chew gum .

No, not chew. Pop.

So I came home this one day,

and I'm reaIIy irritated . . .

and I'm Iooking

for a IittIe bit of sympathy.

There's Bernie

Iyin' on the couch . . .

drinkin' a beer and chewin' .

No, not chewin' . Poppin' !

So I said to him , ''You pop

that gum one more time. . .''

And he did .

So I took the shotgun

off the waII . . .

and I fired two warning shots

into his head .

He had it coming

He had it coming

He only had himself to blame

lf you'd have been there

lf you'd have heard it

l betcha you would have

done the same

I met EzekiaI Young

from SaIt Lake City

about two years ago,

and he toId me he was singIe,

and we hit it off right away.

So we started Iiving together.

He'd go to work.

He'd come home.

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