Curly Sue Page #4

the not wearing lipstick till you're 16...

the underwear bank robbers wear

on their faces...

- There's a little more to it than that.

- Half of it, I don't care for.

Pink dresses, kittens,

spending time in your bathroom...

crying when something's real cute...

Frankly, that makes me lose my belly.

Well...

You're a very smart little girl

who knows herself very well.

But, I promise you, there will be times

when you'll wish for a woman to talk to.

- I doubt it.

- Okay.

Well, we talked about it...

and you can think about it.

And if you feel you have

the need to discuss it...

Bill will take care of it.

Better get some sleep.

Good night.

Do you mind if I watch TV for a while?

For a little while.

- Did you see Bill this morning?

- Nope.

- What time did you get up?

- It was still dark.

What's wrong?

He's gone.

- Did he leave a note?

- No.

Did he leave a ring? A little one?

- No.

- Then he'll be back.

I hope you know

you're making me miss Flipper.

You've got to work. If you don't go

to school, you have to work.

Everybody's got to do something

when they get big.

I'm not going to be a bathtub washer.

Really? What are you going to be, then?

Maybe a lawyer.

You know how long

you have to go to school to be a lawyer?

- How long?

- Twenty years.

Slap my butt, no way.

Do you want to save your marriage?

What about the pictures

and the tape recordings?

It's terrible, it's disgusting,

but before we go on, I need to know:

Do you want to leave him?

That's what I thought.

Let's work on that.

Are you all right?

You seem a little nice.

Thanks.

- How was your day?

- Total pisser.

I'm too tired to lecture you

about using that kind of language.

Sorry. It slipped out.

- Did Bill call?

- Nope.

Shouldn't he be home by now?

Hello?

Hi.

Guess what?

I got a job.

Great!

Yeah. It's not a great job, but it's work.

I get my first paycheck in a week.

I haven't done that in a long time.

- I'm very proud of you.

- Yeah?

It's no big deal, really.

It just feels better to be working.

I know.

- What's your problem?

- You.

She doesn't take to change very well.

She'll be all right.

- May I help you?

- May I help you?

May we help you?

I feel like an idiot.

You look very pretty.

Very, very...

Where are the shoes I gave you?

She's got nice hair.

These?

These tights itch. Pants. What are these?

These things stick to your butt.

Bill?

Is everything all right?

I feel like a goddamn fool.

Can it be that bad?

You look great!

Think so?

You've got a tag on you.

You don't need it.

I need it for Sue. She gets a runny nose.

- You look really pretty.

- Thank you.

So, you hungry?

Yeah. Let's eat.

I hate this.

Good evening.

Kiss, kiss.

These are my friends.

William Dancer and his daughter Susan.

What a lovely little girl you are.

- May I?

- May you what?

Kiss your cheek.

In a pig's eye.

In a pig's eye.

- Good evening.

- We've met.

Yes. Bill Dancer, Chairman of the Board,

First Illinois State Bank.

Very powerful man.

- No.

- No?

City Ordinance.

Title 2, Chapter 160, Section 010.

Ring a bell?

My God!

Take my coat.

This was a joke, yes? It was a joke?

A little funny, no?

Hang our coats.

To be entirely honest with you,

you smelled quite bad.

You see, the other day,

there wasn't all that many options for...

Your table is right this way.

When you suggested dinner

I didn't realize you were bringing the kids.

I thought it would be a nice surprise.

You succeeded mightily.

You remember Walker.

Yes. Good evening.

You'll pardon my incredulity.

I presumed you'd be gone by now.

I'm not.

You look like you got hit by a razor

and a bar of soap.

- Scotch and soda?

- Right away, sir.

Where did you get the spiffy new duds?

From me.

Boy, you two have hit the jackpot.

How's the grub?

You were late, and Susan got hungry.

So we went ahead and ordered.

I'm suddenly not very hungry.

What did you order? Beans?

Let's call it an evening.

- No, it's fine.

- No, it's not.

I'm not going to eat this,

I'm not going to take that.

Come on, Sue.

This time, keep going.

Sit down.

You had no right to do that.

Told you this was a bad idea.

It's no fun being somebody's toys.

That's what we are.

- I'm ashamed of us.

- Don't ever say that.

Excuse me, but I am.

Tell me what's going on?

I don't see you for a few days

and you're playing dress-up.

You're serious about this?

How did you get to be a lawyer?

You send in a couple of bucks

and a label from a box of Frosted Flakes?

Good night!

Bill!

Bill, come on.

Hush up.

I'm so sorry.

Good.

It won't do us any good.

It's too late. We're offended.

Just knock it off, all right?

Walker's an ass.

If you took anything he said to heart...

you're just as big an ass as he is.

This thing's a joke, you know that?

The whole thing's a joke.

The coat, the gloves, everything.

It's not doing any of us any good.

Get it? Do you see what I'm saying?

Bill, where are you going to go?

I'm going to go. We'll be fine.

We've never had a problem

finding a place to stay, all right?

Go back there. We'll go this way.

We'll be just fine.

I don't want you to leave.

I'll tell you one thing...

we're not going back

into that stuck-up hash house.

Me, either. Let's go somewhere else.

Anywhere. Your choice.

How about if we take you out?

Bill, you don't have any money.

We don't need money.

It never stopped us before.

- Okay.

- Come on.

A toast to Tiffany and Adam.

Health, wealth, and happiness.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

It's okay. He does it all the time.

I'd like to make a toast...

He's a pro.

...to the bride and groom,

Tiffany and Adam.

May you always have a passion for life.

And may your life be filled with passion.

Now my wife Doris would like

to say something. Doris?

Would you like to say

a few words to the bride and groom?

I couldn't.

For Adam and Tiffany, please.

She has a few things to say.

Come on, stand up and say something.

First of all, it's just so good to be here.

You know, it's just...

such a great event.

And...

I can hardly remember

the last time I saw little Tiffany...

when she was just that big.

But now she's...

About here?

I guess it was at...

our wedding in Vegas.

It was a beautiful wedding,

but nothing like this.

- No.

- Oh, boy.

- Very well-put.

- Thank you.

- Salute!

- Salute!

Hi. Cold out there, huh?

Oh, boy.

Okay. Tickets, sir?

I had them. Didn't I have them?

You're holding up the line here.

Why don't you step to the side?

- No, I got them.

- Maybe you dropped them.

Excuse me. I'm sorry.

- Did I give you the tickets?

- No, you didn't give them to me.

Sorry, maybe we dropped them outside.

What should we do?

Go to the box office, sir.

They can help you out.

Go by the box office, okay?

There we are.

What?

Where'd you get the popcorn?

Thirsty?

- Grey?

- Thanks.

Thanks.

This is great!

Come here.

Chicago.

Department of Children

and Family Services.

Abuse and Neglect.

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