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Chicago Page #4
l don't care
about expensive things
Cashmere coats,
diamond rings
Don't mean a thing
All l care about is love
- That's what he's here for
- That's what l'm here for
l don't care
for wearing silk cravats
Ruby studs, satin spats
Don't mean a thing
- All l care about is love
Give me two eyes of blue
Softly saying
''l need you''
Let me see her
standing there
And honest, mister,
l'm a millionaire
l don't care
for any fine attire
Vanderbilt might admire
No, no, not me
- All l care about is love
[ WhistIing ]
Good morning , Iadies.
-Not guiIty!
-You teII 'em , sweetheart.
That's what he's here for
Excuse me, gentIemen .
Miss KeIIy, do you remember
anything about that night?
I passed out compIeteIy.
OnIy that I didn't do it.
Any idea who did , dear?
No, but my cIient is offering
a substantiaI reward
to anyone with information
about this crime.
How much is the reward ,
Miss KeIIy?
I don't know. How much?
We'II work it out
after the triaI .
If there are no more
questions. . .
Miss KeIIy and I have
work to do.
What's this about a reward?
AwfuIIy dumb, reporters.
You deny the whoIe thing Iater.
Thank you .
-Who?
Oh , yeah , right.
The cute one.
I was hoping
You got $5,000?
Gee, that's a Iot of money.
Mama didn't say anything
about $5,000.
Lookit, Mr. FIynn ,
I'm not very good at this. . .
but maybe we couId
make some sort of
arrangement between us?
I can be an awfuIIy good sport.
Good , you got that
out of your system .
You mean just one thing to me.
You caII me
when you got $5,000.
Show me long raven hair
Flowin' down about to there
When l see her runnin' free
Keep your money,
that's enough for me
l don't care
for drivin' Packard cars
Or smoking long buck cigars
No, no, not me
All l care about
is doin' the guy in
Who's pickin' on you
Twistin' the wrist
that's turnin' the screw
- All he cares about
- All l care about
ls love
Oh , he'II see you now.
WeII , heIIo, Andy.
My name is Amos.
That's right.
Take a seat.
You're a remarkabIe man .
Your wife two-times you . . .
pIugs the guy,
then tries to pin it on you .
Most men wouId Iet
a dame Iike that swing .
But, no, you're sticking by her.
Makes you a hero in my eyes.
That's right.
I'm a hero.
Did you bring the money?
I didn't do as weII as I hoped .
But I wiII , Mr. FIynn .
This is onIy a thousand .
PIus there's $300 I borrowed
from the guys at the garage.
There's $ 7 00 from
the buiIding-and-Ioan fund .
$2 ,000.
And that's aII I got so far.
But I'II give you $20
I'II give you notes with
interest. DoubIe. TripIe.
When you came to me yesterday. . .
I didn't ask if she was
guiIty or innocent.
I didn't ask if she was
I said , ''Do you have $5,000?''
You said yes.
But you don't have $5,000.
I don't waste my time
with dirty Iiars.
Look. I'm reaI sorry,
Mr. FIynn .
On the other hand . . .
your devotion to your wife
is reaIIy very, very touching .
I took your wife's case,
and I'II keep it. . .
because I pIay square.
Now, Iook, Hart. . .
I don't Iike to bIow
my own horn ,
but if Jesus Christ
and if he had $5,000
and he'd come to me,
things wouId have
turned out differentIy.
AII right, this is what
we're gonna do.
By the end of the week,
I'm gonna have Roxie's name
on the front page
''Sweetest IittIe jazz kiIIer
ever to hit Chicago.''
That's the angIe I'm after.
You make an announcement
We got to raise money
for her defense.
They'II buy everything
she's ever touched .
Your shoes, your dresses,
your perfume, your underwear.
RO XIE :
And VictroIa records.
Like the one I was pIaying
when I shot the bastard .
BILLY:
I didn't hear that.
Not that I didn't have grounds.
-Hey, what are they?
-That's for triaI .
Nobody's gonna care a Iick
what your defense is
unIess they care about you .
The first thing we do is work up
sympathy from the press.
They're not aII pushovers
Iike Mary Sunshine.
But there's one thing
that they can never resist. . .
and that is a reformed sinner.
So, what was your
favorite subject in schooI?
Oh , I was a reaI dummy.
There must have been something
you were reaIIy good at.
I got high marks
on courtesy and hygiene.
Perfect.
You wanted to be a nun .
A nun?
Where were you born?
On a chicken farm
outside of Lubbock.
Southern home fiIIed with
every Iuxury and refinement.
Where are your parents?
ProbabIy on the front porch
Parents dead .
You were educated
at the Sacred Heart.
Then you feII
into a runaway marriage.
Left you miserabIe,
aIone, unhappy.
You got aII swept up
in the mad whirI of the city.
Jazz, cabarets, Iiquor.
You were drawn
Iike a moth to the fIame.
Now the mad whirI has ceased .
You are a butterfIy
crushed on the wheeI .
Which is it? Is it the moth
or the butterfIy?
You have sinned ,
and you are sorry.
God , that's beautifuI .
Cut out God .
Stay where
you're better acquainted .
Kid , when I'm through with you ,
not onIy wiII you be acquitted ,
every man on that jury
wiII want to take you home
to meet his mother.
[ Southern accent ] I was born
on a beautifuI Southern convent.
What?
Oh , hoIy sh*t!
this straight.
Pipe down on the swearing .
From here on , you say nothing
rougher than ''Oh , dear.''
Try again .
I was born on a. . .
VELMA:
I came up with more to doI thought I'd get aII teary-eyed
and ask to borrow
your handkerchief.
Then I thought I'd take a peek
at the jury Iike this.
FIash 'em a bit of thigh , huh?
What do you think?
Sounds great.
Don't you want
to hear the rest?
Tomorrow, kiddo.
You're at the top of my Iist.
WeII , weII , weII .
Sorry to be Iate, Mr. FIynn .
Hope you weren't too bored .
I Iike it.
I Iike it.
Hey, PoIIyanna. . .
is tomorrow.
Yeah , what's it to you?
WeII , you wanted
my advice, right?
WeII , here it is.
Don't forget
BiIIy FIynn's number-one cIient
Meaning what?
Meaning don't Iet him
hog the spotIight.
You're the one
they pay to see.
We can onIy seII them
one idea at a time.
I can stiII see him coming at me
with that awfuI Iook
in his eyes.
And?
And we both reached
for the gun .
That's right.
You both reached for the gun .
Ready?
Yeah .
-Miss Hart!
-Miss Hart!
Good day, gentIemen .
GentIemen , Miss Sunshine.
My cIient has just entered
a pIea of not guiIty.
We Iook forward to a triaI
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