Curly Sue Page #2

I need to check into a job...

and then we'll go to the art museum.

- I hate the art museum.

- Will it hurt you to learn a thing or two?

All you learn from the art museum

is how to keep your mouth shut...

and how to walk

without making your shoes squeak.

All right, then I'll put you in school.

- No, welfare people would take me away.

- Not if I have a job and a nice place to live.

You haven't got legal custody. We'd get

caught and cops will throw you in jail.

Is that a nice thing to say?

We wouldn't even be talking about this

if you'd got money out of that lady.

We'd be on the road.

You didn't because she was too pretty.

- She was too smart.

- And she was too pretty.

- She was in a hurry.

- And she was too pretty.

- She was going to catch onto us.

- And she was too pretty.

You're pretty, and I don't leave you alone.

She was too pretty.

All right, if I say she was too pretty,

will you put a cork in it?

Promise?

She was too pretty.

I knew it!

Hubba-hubba.

Grey!

Grey.

Grey!

Slow down! My legs are moving so fast

my pantyhose are melting.

Mrs. Arnold called. She sounded pissed.

She needs to see you tomorrow,

so I told her 2:
30 pm, okay?

Fine.

Walker called. He has a dinner meeting

and probably won't come over.

But if you need to have sex,

that's what he said...

go ahead over to his place

after your dinner.

Call him and decline.

- Mr. Oxbar...

- I really have to go.

- We ain't beggars, right?

- Right.

Then what's the point

of going to find that lady again?

- Are you hungry?

- Not much.

Well, I am. There's no harm in showing

our face around her again...

to see if she'll offer another meal.

That's begging.

No, begging is asking in a pathetic fashion.

You're splitting hairs, Bill.

Hell, I'd rather sing for my supper

than sit in a parking lot.

They stink to all holy heaven.

Look, we're going to wait in the garage...

we'll look like we're doing some business,

and if she comes out...

if she feels kind, we'll take her kindness.

- And if she doesn't come out...

- We freeze our nuts off.

You don't have any nuts

to freeze off, honey.

Come on, baby. What's the matter?

This is the place. Let's go.

My lips are chapped

and I have to find my lip grease.

Women.

Now you've really killed him!

There are no broken bones,

no contusions, no abrasions.

A few lesions, not of your doing.

That wound on his forehead

is a day or two old.

I did that yesterday.

You hit him twice?

What he needs is soap...

a razor, a good meal, bed rest...

and then a good swift kick in the behind.

You're crazy to let a person like that

stay in your house.

The little girl is his daughter.

She could use a little soap, too.

This is a matter for the city...

not a single woman living alone.

I'm sure it looks worse than it is.

I appreciate your concern, but it's okay.

Sorry, I fell asleep,

seeing as how I was so extremely tired.

You'll get to go to sleep

in just a minute, okay?

- Thank you for coming up.

- Don't be silly.

This is the stuff

of 10:
00 news lead stories...

but you're over 21.

I'll sleep with my door locked.

I'm in the building. I can be here

in two seconds if you need me.

- Thanks.

- Good night, dear.

This is very excellent.

I never knew pizza was so good

when it was hot.

Think Bill would want some?

I think Bill's better off resting.

His whole life is nothing

but a thousand miles of bad road.

The doctor said he's going to be fine.

Don't tell Bill he saw a doctor.

It's against his faith.

Oh, no. That's his

afraid-to-die-alone groan.

You keep eating,

and I'll go see how he is, okay?

Okay. Tell him to hold on...

and tell him to be strong

and don't leave me.

He's going to be all right.

He's not going anywhere.

It's me.

- Where am I?

- In my apartment. I hit you with my car.

Is it yesterday?

I hit you again.

- Where's my child?

- She's in the kitchen eating pizza.

Bigtime.

It's a shame we don't steal.

Your daughter's had a bath,

and I have a room ready for her.

I'd like you to at least stay the night.

- Are your folks religious people?

- Not really.

- I'm surprised.

- Why?

Because you're a saint.

There are fresh towels in the bathroom.

I'll see that your daughter gets to bed.

Thank you.

I have the apartment wired for security.

There's a man downstairs.

I need only touch a button.

I don't mean to be harsh or unkind...

but I don't know you,

and you're in my home.

Now, if you have any dishonest inklings,

I caution you that I'm no fool.

I understand, ma'am.

Ma'am...

for the record...

I'm no criminal.

Good night.

Good night.

How many people live here?

- Just me.

- Whose are all those clothes?

They're mine.

- How come your bed's so huge?

- I like a big bed.

You got an awful lot of pillow

for just one person.

Well...

How come you have so many TVs?

I must have seen three already.

How's this?

It won't be the most beautiful outfit

in the world, but I think it'll do.

How come this smells so good?

It's clean.

Why don't you take

that room next to mine?

That'll be your room for tonight.

Try that on,

and I'll come to say good night.

Ma'am, you're so nice.

My name is Grey.

- Mrs. Grey?

- No, just Grey.

- What's your name?

- Curly Sue.

I bet I know why they call you Curly Sue.

'Cause you got all that beautiful curly hair.

No.

It's because this guy we wintered with,

Tampa Joe Reilly...

thought I looked like

the big oaf in the Three Stooges.

He said it so much that it stuck. See ya.

How come you don't have any kids?

You have plenty of dough for lots of them.

It would be hard for me to have children.

I'm not married.

Kids don't come from weddings,

you know.

- They come from right down...

- No. I know.

The proper way to have a family

is to start with a wedding, isn't it?

Well, unless you have a baby first.

I want to have seven babies.

I'm naming them Monday, Tuesday,

Wednesday, Thursday, Friday...

Saturday, and Bill. After Bill.

Can I ask you

why you call your father Bill?

Well...

if I'm in a crowded place and I yell...

"Dad!" 50 guys would turn around.

If I yell "Bill!" maybe two will turn around.

It's a timesaver, really.

You better get some sleep.

Good night.

Excuse me, where is the guy

you were with yesterday?

- He had to work late.

- Is he a cop?

No. Good night.

- Ma'am?

- Yes?

I bet he loves you a lot.

I hope so. Good night.

I know how you can tell.

- How?

- He lets you eat first.

Sweet dreams.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- You okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

I mean, I feel like I got hit by a car.

You got hit by a car.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

Come here.

What's the matter, baby?

I've never slept by myself

since I was a baby.

You'll love it.

You don't get kicked so much.

But what if I get scared?

There's no reason to be scared.

Know why?

Because when you're alone...

angels come to the window.

You open it up...

they float into the room over your bed.

And if you're asleep...

they'll come down...

and kiss your eyelids...

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