Du Barry Was a Lady Page #2

What a catch. Filthy rich, too.

They say this man's got more lettuce

than in a Victory Garden.

And marriageable, too.

Now, don't you worry about me.

I'm not falling for anyone.

Not until I see

the whites of their checkbooks.

- Maybe that's your rich guy.

- Maybe that's my poor guy.

You mean Alec?

You better forget about him.

Don't you go passing up no

golden opportunities like rich Mr. Willie.

Opportunities like him just tap once,

and gently.

It's your poor man.

- Hello, Niagara.

- Oh, hello. What are you doing?

- Playing one-nighters in dressing rooms?

- Mais oui, Madame.

So sorry you are leaving.

- Was I leaving?

- Yes, Niagara.

Well, I guess I'm leaving.

I see you take the baby everywhere.

And she just learned a new song.

I wish that I could hear it, Alec,

but I haven't time tonight.

Sorry.

Well, the song can keep.

I'm trying it out with Dorsey tonight.

I wanted you to be the first to hear it.

You got a date?

I guess I got a minute.

- One chorus, huh?

- One chorus.

Do I love you, do I?

Doesn't one and one make two?

Do I love you, do I?

Does July need a sky of blue?

Would I miss you, would I?

If you ever should go away

If the sun should desert the day

What would life be?

Will I leave you? Never

Could the ocean leave the shore?

Will I worship you forever?

Isn't heaven forevermore?

Do I love you, do I?

Oh, my dear, it's so easy to see

Don't you know I do?

Don't I show you I do?

Just as you love me

Say, the song's better than I thought.

Now, look what you've done.

- What have I done?

- Hit me when my guard was down.

Do I love you.

- Do you, May?

- No.

I've decided not to fall in love right now.

As if it's up to you to decide.

- You're human, aren't you?

- I hope not.

- Now, May, look.

- I'm looking and what do I see?

A nice guy with brown eyes who

writes great songs and hasn't got a nickel.

- Maybe not now but...

- Yeah, I know. Things will get better.

That's what my mother and dad said.

She was the prettiest girl on the block

and he was the nicest guy.

It was love at first sight

and when they took another look,

they were hitched, on $20 a week.

Yes, and only a few years later,

he was making $25.

Before you know it,

he bought Mom the nicest ironing board

and washtub you ever saw.

And then Mom started raking

in as much as 5 whole bucks a week.

Wasn't that swell?

Now you don't think

I'd let you take in laundry?

Well, my folks didn't start out

with that idea, either.

They were married.

That was their first mistake.

I was their second.

They had to eat. That was their third.

Maybe your dad didn't have my prospects.

I'm a rising young man.

Yes, you are

and you'll rise a lot faster without me.

- You'd help me.

- Yeah. I'm all you need.

My dad had ambitions, too,

but he kept holding onto a job he hated

so there'd be some security in the family.

He finally forgot his ambitions.

- My dad was a nice guy.

- Sure, he was.

- So are you.

- Thanks.

That's why I don't want to see you

come to what my dad came to.

I love you too much.

You said you loved me!

- Gosh, I never said that before.

- Go on, say it again.

- Alec, you're on.

- Coming.

I'll be right back after my number.

Don't go away now.

Do I love you, do I?

Doesn't one and one make two?

Do I love you, do I?

Does July need a sky of blue?

Do I love you, do I?

Oh, my dear, it's so easy to see

Don't you know I do?

Don't I show you I do?

Just as you love me

Say it again.

- Say what?

- That you love me.

All right.

I love you.

What's the matter, honey?

You don't sound like you mean it.

I don't, so get going.

Hey, what goes on here?

What's the matter with you?

Nothing's the matter with me.

Are you mixed up.

In one breath you can tell me you love me,

- in the next breath you...

- I can say get going.

All right, I will.

What are you gonna do?

Live on a desert island?

No, but I can't afford to marry for love.

Maybe I can find a guy

with money in the bank.

Once I'm married,

who knows, maybe

I might even get to liking him a little.

Well, I wish you luck.

But get this straight, I don't agree

with any of your phony philosophy.

The only part that makes any sense

is where you said you loved me.

Well, I love you, too.

Plenty.

Enough to hope you get

those screwy ideas out of your head

and get yourself straightened out.

Louis, you never give me a tumble.

Can nothing ever come

of our beautiful friendship?

Not if I can help it.

But we could be so happy together.

Can't you see I love you and want you

for the father of my children?

I didn't know you had any.

Well, if that's the way you're gonna act,

then give me my ring back.

Okay, you can take me home.

But remember,

we say good night at the door.

- Now, does that make you happy?

- Does that make me happy?

Well, don't overdo it.

Is that the fly in the soup?

- Don't worry, I'll get rid of him.

- No, Rami, no rough stuff.

Sahib, I have a personal message

for you from the spirit world.

But I can't give it to you here.

We must step outside into the alley

where it is dark.

The vibrations are much better out there.

Take your hand off me.

Now go away. Don't bother me.

But this is about May Daly.

Well, there's nothing you or that phony

crystal ball could tell me about May Daly.

Now get out.

You clumsy fool!

Why don't you look what you're doing?

I'm sorry. It was an accident.

Terribly sorry.

You're sorry? You ought to be sorry.

You dress in good taste.

You clumsy idiot.

You'll pay for this. I'll have your job.

What do you want his job for?

He only gets 20 bucks a week.

Look at me. Look at me.

- I am looking at you and I can't stand it.

- Shut up.

- Oh, May, your new boyfriend's waiting.

- Thanks, Ginny.

You know, that guy tips 20 bucks

every time he buys a cigar?

Why don't you take some along?

It can't hurt.

Baldor tells me

that Miss Daly's date has been canceled.

The chef is about to serve Willie

on the dollar dinner.

Why, Willie, whatever happened to you?

How did you get like that?

I was sitting here waiting for you

and this stupid waiter spilled

a whole chef's salad all over me.

Willie, it's too bad, but...

Well, you just can't stand there.

You better go home.

Well, we've got a party arranged.

What am I going to do?

We're supposed to go

to the Rainbow Room.

- Like that?

- Well...

You better get that suit off

before it turns sour.

Well, that's a good idea.

Come up to my apartment.

It's nice and cozy.

Oh, I mean, while I change my clothes.

No, thanks, Willie,

I think I'll just run along.

- Well, I'll drive you.

- No, it's all right, I'd rather walk.

The air will do me good. Good night.

Well, I...

- Good night, Louis.

- Good night, Miss Daly.

- Good night, Ginny.

- Good night.

- Good night, Miss Daly.

- Good night, Charlie.

- May, I mean, Miss Daly.

- Oh, hello, Louis.

Are you going in your direction?

I mean, are you going in my direction?

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