Flamingo Road Page #2

Well, look, you can't stay here alone

in a tent.

What you gonna do?

Well, I could pan for gold or something.

- What's your name?

- Lane. Lane Bellamy. Thanks.

Lane? That's a funny name for a girl.

I suppose it was something fancy

like Elaine,

but nobody ever bothered

to call me anything but...

- What's yours?

- Field. Field Carlisle.

That's a funny name for a man.

Well, it's really Fielding.

Look, you couldn't go away and forget

I was here for the night, could you?

I could sleep here and then tomorrow

figure out something to do.

- How about it?

- Have you got any money?

- Sure, I've got three dollars.

- It isn't very much.

That's a lot when you think of how

many times I didn't have three dollars.

What'd you do in the carnival?

Well, sometimes I was Seminole Annie,

then again I was Princess Kalina,

siren of the Pacific.

Lately, I've been one of the Sultan's

favorite dancing girls.

But most of the times,

I was just a little tired and dirty.

Sick of moldy tents and one-night stands

and greasy food.

Sick of having people look at me

like I was cheap.

Look, why don't you come uptown

with me and get some supper?

Maybe we can figure out

what to do about you.

You wouldn't have anything personal

in mind, would you?

Nothing. I just don't like to eat by myself.

I wouldn't have to go like this.

I've got better clothes.

- You sure you want me to go?

- Sure.

There's an attachment on this show.

Right now you're the only tangible asset.

I won't be but a minute.

- Maybe I'd better wait outside.

- No, you don't have to if you don't want...

Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, Sheriff.

- I guess I had you figured all wrong.

- Why?

You really meant that, didn't you?

About taking me uptown

for something to eat?

No bargains?

No "I'll do this if you'll do that?"

No hot breath down my neck?

Better?

- A lot.

- Good.

You know something?

You're too pretty to be alone in Boldon.

I've been in lots worse towns.

Took pretty good care of myself, too.

I'll bet you did at that. Let's go.

All right.

Here, take this inside

and cut them up, will you?

Right away. Cut them up.

Hello, Sheriff.

- Evening, Joe.

Well, how are you, Field?

- Hi, Pete.

One hamburger, hold sauce.

Hey, bring me some more pie

and another pitcher of milk.

- Coming right up.

How's everything? How's the soup?

Hi, Field.

- Hello, Millie.

- How's the Blue Plate?

- You couldn't do worse.

- You're out late tonight.

- Rabbit hunting.

Must use quite a snare.

Millie, this is Lane Bellamy.

- Hi.

- Hello.

- You're gonna have the Blue Plate, too?

- Well, if it's no worse than you say it is.

It couldn't be.

Don't eat the soup, it's awful.

Two Blue Plates!

Well, here we are.

- Well, aren't you gonna ask me?

- What? The story of your life?

I figure that's the least you're entitled to.

You know, I'd almost forgotten

I didn't know you.

There didn't seem to be anything for me

to be curious about.

You said that as though you meant it.

I hope this won't spoil

a beautiful friendship.

If you want anything else, just yell.

Everybody else does.

You're a good girl.

- Good and ready.

Do you go through this every night?

It comes with the Blue Plate special.

We got up to where your great ambition

was to be a dancer.

Isn't much more to tell.

I had a few jobs with burlesque,

got stranded in Helmet,

then a fellow with a doll pitch

wanted an assistant

so I hooked up with Coyne's Carnival.

And that takes us right up to 8:30.

- Now what are you gonna do?

- Catch my breath.

You got to make a living.

What can you do?

I was gonna figure that one out tonight.

- Hey, Pete!

- Yes, sir.

I was just wondering if you could use

another girl to wait tables?

- Well, I don't know about that.

- Miss Bellamy here is looking for a job

and I notice that business

has been pretty good.

- You ever wait a table before?

- Once.

Here no one will know the difference.

Okay. You wait lunch and supper.

Ten dollars a week, your meals and tips.

Well, you can do better than that.

Everybody knows the restaurant business

better than I do.

- I think it's wonderful. I'll take it. Thanks.

- What for? So you're getting fallen arches.

Hey, Millie, the new girl here starts

tomorrow, noons and supper.

Oh, good.

- May I have a check, please?

- Did you ever wait table before, honey?

- Well, not in a cafe.

- Ain't anything to it.

Just bring them in full,

take them out empty,

and don't drop the tray

when someone pinches you.

And you'll get pinched.

Millie, you don't happen to know of

a good, cheap room someplace, do you?

Only kind I do know.

I tell you what. You and me could go in

on a double, if you want to try it?

That'd be swell.

- You got a place to stay tonight?

- Yes. Yes, I have. Thanks.

- None of my business, mind you.

- Let's get out of here.

- Well, I'll see you tomorrow.

- Okay.

Look, I'm not gonna try and thank you

for everything now, but...

Well, thanks, anyway.

Hey, bub.

Surprised to see you, bub.

Thought you'd be having a fancy dinner

up on Flamingo Road.

Well, Coyne cleared out.

- Miss Bellamy here is all he left.

- Hi.

This ain't a very good town

to get stranded in.

- Well, no town is.

- Pete just gave her a job. I asked him to.

That's good.

We got a nice town, Miss Bellamy.

We aim to keep it that way.

Everybody working and happy.

- I'll take you home.

- You do that, Field.

You've got a great reputation for courtesy.

- Figure to see you later.

- Yeah.

Like to have

some more milk, Sheriff?

Yeah, fill it up.

Was that fat man telling me

to get out of town?

I never know for sure

what he means, myself.

Hey, he gives me the creeps.

We had better looking people

than that in our sideshows.

- Do you like him?

- No.

Now that I come to think of it,

I don't guess I do.

Well, how come you work for him then?

Well, he's a very important man

in this town.

That's a very funny reason.

You don't have to stay here tonight.

You know that, don't you?

Sometimes a nice guy comes along

and even the things he says

don't sound the way they did

when somebody else said them.

Would you like to sit on my porch

for a minute?

Yeah.

It's funny how everything can change

within a couple of hours.

Supposing I had run away with Coyne

and the others,

I would've just had to keep on going.

Got to stop sometime

because after a while you get afraid.

Then there isn't anything left

that you want or care about.

- You don't feel like that now, do you?

- Oh, no.

For the first time in my life,

I feel I really belong someplace.

And someplace belongs to me.

I live in Boldon and I don't ever have

to leave unless I want to.

Hey, look, they can't make me go,

can they?

I mean, if I don't want to.

They can't just bat a person around

because the town doesn't want them.

No.

That's good.

Well, it's getting late.

That fat man said he wanted to see you.

I suppose so.

Well, good night.

Good night.

- You know something?

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