City for Conquest Page #6

I could've told you that.

We don't care. We'll show them.

I'll show them right now.

Hey, Max. Listen to that swing.

That kid's got something new.

Say, that's not so bad.

Danny, if he can give me a score for my

next show, he can write his own ticket.

Say, Eddie sure can swing it, can't he?

Hey, what about some

caviar? Come on. Just try.

Chef, fix him up a nice plate.

Caviar. Remember what we used to do for

a frankfurter and a swig of lemonade?

I never forget that. Hey, listen, what's

new about Peggy? You seen her lately?

- No.

- I heard she's dancing in vaudeville.

- I know she's doing a lot of traveling.

- Yeah?

Hey, boss, them show cuties

just blew in. They wanna...

- Okay, I'll be right over.

- All right.

Sorry, Danny. I'll see you later.

Next time on that waltz,

don't lean all over me.

Don't get up out of your curtsy till I bow.

- Remember that, Pavlova.

- All right, I'll remember.

- Just a minute.

- Say, if that's Art Baron, tell him to wait.

How long does he think that

club deal is gonna hang?

All right, I'll tell him. Just a second, Art.

- Danny.

- Hello, Peggy.

Oh, Danny!

Come in and let's look at you.

Gee, I didn't know you were in town.

- It's good to see you.

- It's good to see you, Danny.

What's all the noise? Who you got there?

Oh, it's just a friend, Murray.

Oh, just a friend.

Excuse me for butting in.

- Danny, you remember my partner, Murray.

- Yeah.

So how's the little champ?

- Peggy, I'd like to talk to you alone.

- Giving me the brushoff, huh?

- Danny, I've read about you in the paper.

- I've been keeping track of you too.

I've seen your bill in the Variety.

What are you doing here? This ain't

no third-rate gym for palookas.

- You're asking for it, Burns.

- Come on, sock me.

- That's the only thing you got any head for.

- Murray, Danny and I are old friends.

All right. I'll let you make a date

with your old friend, sure. Next year.

I'll see Peggy now or any time I wanna, see?

- Get wise to yourself. Three's a crowd.

- You can't talk to Danny like that.

Since when you giving orders?

Shut your trap or I'll...

- Strong arm stuff, huh?

- Sorry, Peggy. Did I hurt you?

You probably broke her shoulder.

- Get that mug out of here.

- Peggy.

No. It doesn't matter. Please leave

me alone. Why'd you have to come here?

Because I was crazy to see you. I wouldn't

hurt you. I'd cut my arm off first.

Danny, don't talk like that.

I can't see you. You've got to go. Don't

you see, you've gotta leave me alone.

You heard what she said. Scram.

Now you see what happens when

you give a mug like that a break.

You should have thrown him out

the minute he opened the door.

I don't mind telling you, baby, that

means a lot, you standing up for me.

- Let's see what that gorilla did to you.

- Keep your hands off me.

- Why, what's the matter? Come on.

- Just remember that.

Don't ever put your hands on me again.

Get out of here. This is my dressing room.

Okay. But you keep your mind on your

routine or I'll find me somebody who will.

Danny! Danny, wait.

- I wanna talk to you. Give me a chance.

- Yeah, sure, Peggy, sure.

Danny, I didn't wanna be

mean. Please understand.

I was afraid they'd cancel if you cut his

face. I know you had a right to hit him.

- You even had a...

- That's all right. Don't worry.

Does your shoulder still hurt?

You sure?

You should've let that guy

take it. He had it coming.

- You sure it don't hurt?

- No.

I know I've hurt you worse than that.

You know, I meant to write you many

times. I was scared you'd be angry.

I couldn't be sore at you, Peggy. I certainly

missed you every minute you was away.

You know, you haven't changed a bit.

- I haven't?

- No.

- Are you sure, Danny?

- You're still the same little Peggy.

- Still my girl, ain't you?

- Yes, Danny. Always.

Oh, I love you so much.

Hey, what is this?

Come on, break it up. Hire a

hall. What do you think this is?

- You wanna make something out of it?

- Go on. Get out.

- How long you gonna be in town?

- Till tomorrow.

- Only tomorrow?

- Then Hartford and Providence.

And after that?

That's the end of the contract. After that...

After that I'll be free again.

Does that mean you're

not gonna leave anymore?

If that's what you want, Danny.

- You mean that, Peg?

- Yes, Danny.

- For sure?

- For sure.

- For keeps?

- For keeps.

Well. Two weeks. Why, that's

nothing. That's nothing at all.

That'll just give me time

to get everything ready.

- You know, Peg...

- Yes, Danny?

Well, what do you know about that?

Hey, didn't I just tell...?

Holy smokes. Some people in

this town is just plain nuts.

Here you are, Manchester Hotel.

Wait here a few minutes, will you, bub?

- Then it's a date for tomorrow?

- Paddy's Tavern. I'll meet you there.

I want you to meet Scotty and Mutt

too. He's gonna fall all over himself.

- After that, what do you wanna do?

- I don't care, as long as we're together.

We'll go and visit the East Side. We'll

go to Moscowitz's Romanian restaurant.

After that, we'll go to

Forsyth Street Settlement.

- There's always something there.

- That'd be wonderful.

Danny, I'm so happy.

It's just like running

through a dark alley...

...and suddenly finding your

way out in warm sunlight.

Come on, come on. You gotta

get some shuteye. On your feet.

You can't do your kind of work

with only eight hours sleep.

- Still looking after me, aren't you?

- Right.

I started a long time ago. Can't quit now.

It's awfully nice to find

somebody you can depend on.

That's what I'm here for. Any

trouble, I'll be standing by.

Now, go on, get to bed.

- See you tomorrow, huh?

- Yeah.

I'm not trying to butt in, but you're

acting like a kid with his first crush.

You guessed it, jockey. She is.

- Good night, Miss Nash.

- Good night.

So you showed up, huh? I thought

you took a powder for good.

- What are you doing?

- Since when are you asking...?

Murray, haven't I got enough headaches?

- What's the trouble?

- There's no trouble. You're in.

I've landed you in the

circuit. Read it and collapse.

Club Madrid, Chicago, Club Paree, Philly...

...the Deauville, St. Louis,

Paradise, Casablanca, Ritz Roof.

Ain't that sweet music, baby?

The big time, the big money.

Well, when does all this...?

- AI, have you really got that?

- I've got it in the bag and sewed up.

Eight-fifty a week, 40 weeks.

Start in Chicago in two weeks.

We've got to do some tussling in them

two weeks to get those routines down.

Got your tongue tied? You leave it to Al.

- I told you I'd put you on top.

- Top or no, we've gotta buckle down.

I've got a slant for a new kind of number.

But, Al. Al, I thought maybe after these

next two weeks I'd take a little vacation.

- A vacation at $850 a week? Are you nuts?

- We start off with eight bars of bolero.

Then the spins we did in the tango.

It's something you've never seen.

- That's what they want.

- Then do an open step.

From that, slip into the rumba.

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