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fifth and sixth floors.

Well, who are you?

Don't you know better

Than to break into a lady's

house without knocking?

Oh, you're the lady

of the house, are you?

Mm-Hmm. Besides, how did you know?

I might have been taking

a bath or something.

Who are you?

Oh, I'm only the landlord.

You haven't paid your

rent this month, lady.

I know I haven't, but

you wouldn't throw me out

On a stormy night like this,

Would you, mister?

Aw, come on. I was just

going to have a bite to eat.

Would you like to join me? Come on.

Oh, just look at that. A

lovely papier-mch chicken.

Mmm. I'll bet that's good.

How would you like a wax banana?

I'd love it.

Or perhaps I could make

you a sandwich. Mmm.

Oh, fresh, too.

And look. There's some nice

fake milk. Just what we need.

I'm sorry I can't offer

you anything better, mister.

You work here, don't you?

Yes, I work here.

You're lucky. I've been trying

to get a job here myself.

Tell me, is it a tough place to work in?

Oh, not so bad.

By the way, what are you doing here?

Don't you know it's after closing time?

Be a sport, will you, and let me stay?

I'll turn out all the

lights and be very quiet.

I'll sleep in there on that couch,

And no one will ever

know the difference.

Haven't you got any

other place to sleep?

No. Well, that is, not as nice as this.

And besides, I want to be

The first one to the employment

office in the morning.

Broke?

Very.

With your looks, you shouldn't

have any trouble getting a job.

Thank you, but I'd rather

be employed for my brains.

What's going on in here?

Oh, it's you, Mr. Anderson.

Beg pardon, sir.

I seen a light in here, and I thought-

It's all right, Joe.

A:

- Anderson? You mean, you're Kurt Anderson?

Mm-Hmm. What of it?

Oh. Well, I've been trying to get in

To see you all day for a job.

I've got all night to listen.

How about a little dinner first?

What'll we do with all this

food? It's too bad to waste it.

It'll keep.

Come along, miss Whosis.

Madeline Whosis, if you please.

Good night, Ross.

It's getting pretty late,

And I guess I'd better go.

All I can say is, thanks

so much, Mr. Anderson,

For everything and for

being so nice to me.

I suppose I ate like a little pig,

But, gee, you don't

know how hungry I was.

Oh, yes, I was, really.

I think I'm going to

like working for you,

And I'll pay you back that $10

out of my first week's paycheck.

Ha ha ha! Oh, yes, I will, really.

I wish I could really thank you,

But I can't ask you to dinner,

and I can't give you a job.

So good night, Mr. Anderson,

and, well, thanks again.

Now, wait a minute.

You don't have to go, you know.

Oh, yes, I do.

No, you don't.

Second floor-Lingerie,

pajamas, millinery,

Women and children's shoes, corsets,

Brassieres, girdles, abdominal bands,

Air mattresses, bicycle

tires, army cots, canoe paint,

Shoe stretchers, and boy scout outfits.

Your name?

Walters. Madeline Walters.

Address?

Eddington apartments, 34,

West 55th street.

Have you had any experience modeling?

No.

Then I expect I better put you

with someone for a little while.

Will you come this way?

Oh, Polly?

Polly, this is Madeline.

She's coming to work here.

Would you mind taking

charge of her? Sure.

What are you going to do?

Oh, model, I guess.

You ought to do all right,

if your feet hold out.

Why? Is it so tough?

Not so bad, unless you run into

a 42 that wants to get into a 16.

You're to go right up to

Mr. Anderson's office, Polly.

Me? What for?

I don't know. He just called for you.

Oh.

See you later, babe.

Uh, does Mr. Anderson call often?

Yes. Quite often.

Hello, Mr. Anderson.

Oh, it's you.

I didn't know you with

all your clothes on.

I'm just giving my face a break today.

You think I need a change, do you?

You've tried everything else

for 6 months, haven't you?

6 months? I'm just

getting my second wind.

You've been working on me

with everything you've got,

But I know what you

think before you think it.

I don't want you or any part of you.

I want that understood

because I think I can use you.

What part of me?

All of you.

I get it.

How much are you getting now?

35 a week when I'm not docked.

Could you use 70?

70 a week? What's the gag?

I want you to do something for me.

It's practically done. What is it?

Listen, come here.

In the next office sits a gentleman

by the name of Mr. Denton Ross.

Sure. I know him.

Ross is wasting too much of his

valuable time watching my affairs.

He's much too busy around here.

He needs somebody to take

his mind off his work.

You can do that better

than anybody I know.

And I get paid for it? Yes.

Oh! That'll be wonderful.

Save it. Don't waste it on me.

Oh! Mr. Ross, I hope you aren't busy,

But I just had to see you.

What is it, young lady?

I suppose I should really

talk to Mr. Anderson,

But I'd much rather

see you. Do you mind?

Not at all, not at all.

Anyhow, I think you

understand better than anybody

What we girls have to put up

with down in the department.

I know you'll protect me.

Why, certainly, certainly.

Sit right down, miss, uh-

Dale. Polly dale. I'm a model.

Oh!

Have you been having any trouble?

Yes.

Tell me all about it, my dear.

It's about stockings.

Stockings?

Yes. They don't want

me to wear stockings,

And that means no girdle.

Oh, I feel just awful.

And then miss Sibley wants

us to rouge our heels.

Do what?

Rouge our heels, like this.

I see.

Honestly, I'm so ashamed, Mr. Ross.

I didn't want to take

this up with Mr. Anderson,

Because, well, I'm so afraid of him,

And I think you understand

how we girls feel about it.

Yes, my dear. I understand perfectly,

Perfectly.

I'll have a talk with

miss Sibley about it.

But you won't tell her I

came up to see you, will you?

She'll be awful mad.

Promise?

I won't tell her.

Oh, thank you. You don't

mind if I come to you

With these little things, do you?

Not at all, my dear. Not at all. No.

Come anytime you like, anytime.

Oh, thank you. You're so nice.

Good-Bye.

$2,000 a day,

3/4 of a million dollars

a year. That's depression.

I know we've done

$100 million in a year.

I know that we employ 12,000 people

and that we're a great institution-

None of which means a thing

unless we can make money.

I don't want to throw a couple

of thousand people out of jobs,

So instead of doing that, I'm

going to cut your salaries again.

Everybody, including myself,

Will take a 10% cut beginning next week.

Mr. Anderson, that's the

third cut we've taken.

It's too much.

All right. Try looking for

another job, then. You're through.

That suits me!

And now I want some ideas!

Sales ideas that'll sell goods.

If you can't sell goods,

you're going to have to get out.

When the bell sounds

at 5:
30, everyone stops

As though that was

what they were paid for.

They're paid to work

- Not 8 hours a day,

But as long as there's

anything to be done.

Mr. Anderson, Mr. Anderson,

I have here a cablegram from

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