Frankie and Johnny

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# Come along

# Come along

# There's a full moon shinin' bright

# Come along

# Come along

# We're gonna hit St Louis tonight

# Spend your money

# Lookin' at the chorus line

# Spend your money

# Win it on the number nine

# Take your sweetheart

# Even though she's never been

# If she's worried

# Tell her that you always win

# Come along

# Come along

# There's a full moon shinin' bright

# Come along

# Come along

# You're gonna win a fortune tonight

# Hear the whistle

# Lady Luck's about to go

# Is she smiling?

# Maybe yes or maybe no

# Now's the time when

# Nights are filled with sweet romance

# Don't be bashful

# Step on up and take a chance

# Come along

# Come along

# There's a full moon shinin' bright

# Come along

# Come along

# We're gonna hit St Louis tonight

# Come along

# Come along

# You're gonna win a fortune tonight

Boss, they just stopped a customer

from betting a roll of these. Why?

- Why? Because it's Confederate money.

- Money's money, ain't it?

Blackie, I don't know

what I'd do without you.

- You'd manage.

- Thanks.

Escort the gentleman gently to the deck.

Then kick him down the gangplank.

No more bets.

- Seen Johnny? It's nearly showtime.

- He made his daily bet. He went thataway.

- The rabbit's foot didn't help?

- Help? He lost that too.

OK. New shoot. Come on out.

Johnny?

12 straight times he drew cards to 12,

on account of today is the 12th.

- He didn't even win once?

- With me dealing?

- Hey, piano player.

- Yes, Mr Braden?

- Tonight, play the notes as written.

- I'll use both hands.

And if Johnny is late again,

I hope he can dance with a broken leg.

That's what I like about you, Boss.

Always ready with a pat on the back.

Place your bets!

- You seen Johnny?

- Look under the nearest pair of dice.

- Don't you even say hello to your wife?

- Hello, Wife.

Peg, how can I get Johnny

to give up gambling?

Easy. A bullet in the head, poison in his

coffee, a fatal knife wound. Nothin' to it.

Where were you?

I lost you at the blackjack table.

A guy told me about a gypsy fortune-teller.

She's got a hot cup of tea leaves.

I'm a coffee man, myself.

What became of your astrologer? She

couldn't read the stars on a cloudy night?

- You gotta have faith, Cully.

- And money.

- What did you lose tonight?

- How much did I have?

That's what you lost last night.

You're holding your own.

Seven years' bad luck.

- It was already cracked.

- OK. Only five.

- Be over before you know it.

- Aw...

Hey, five. That's a hunch.

Loan me five bucks.

- I can't afford you.

- Put the five on number five.

- I'll lose my job if I'm late.

- I'll lose confidence if I pass up a hunch.

Hello, Johnny.

Hello, Johnny.

Say goodbye, Johnny.

They're wearing mittens out there tonight.

- They just don't appreciate talent.

- No.

Onstage for "Petunia".

- Always brings me luck.

- You need a new horseshoe.

# I've got a gal

# Oh, what a pal

# The apple of my eye

# We're something rare

# A peach of a pair

# But her dad won't let us meet

# And I could die

# I love Petunia the gardener's daughter

# Ooh, how that gal can kiss

# My eyes are blue as bluebells,

each cheek a rose to see

# How I dance when she plants

her two lips on me

# He's as daffy as a daffodil

# He loves to kiss me all the time

# Tonight I'll steal into her garden

# And make Petunia's two lips mine

# She makes other girls

look just like weeds

# I wanna be his clinging vine

# Tonight I'll steal into her garden

# And make Petunia's two lips

# My ever-lovin' two lips

# Make Petunia's two lips mine

- What were those signals?

- What signals?

- Between you and Cully. I'm not blind.

- Oh, those signals.

- He just made a little bet for me.

- Can't you lose fast enough alone?

- Where are you going?

- To have my head examined.

You can't help it if you're in love.

You're born losers, both of you!

- What's the matter with her?

- She's crazy about the wrong guy: Me.

I am a loser.

But, if I had 20 bucks, I could be a winner.

I hate myself for asking, but how?

This gypsy fortune-teller, everybody

who takes her advice is hittin' it rich.

- So how come she lives in a wagon?

- It's loaded with gold. You got 20 bucks?

Lucky for you, it just so happens...

You are the lowest person that ever lived.

- Peg, my sweetheart, you've missed me.

- You're not what I've missed.

- No?

- No!

I've missed the $50

I hid in my winter lingerie.

I never could keep out of your...

Ow! Oh! You didn't have to stab me.

I should've listened to my mother.

She said you were just like my father.

I could never drink that much.

Don't you dare say one word

about my drunken old man.

- Where's the money?

- I lost it, Peg, all of it. Honest.

- He loaned me the last five dollars.

- You stay out of this.

Convince me. Take off your shoes.

- My shoes?!

- Off!

Love and trust -

that's what makes a marriage great.

See? I could never lie to you.

Well, there's a $10 lie.

- Now, how did that get in there?

- I wonder

Goodbye, gypsy.

Hello, Zolita!

Business is awful.

Why don't you have a talk

with your crystal ball?

Maybe these are two live ones.

What shall I promise them?

A long journey or sudden wealth?

As long as it costs you nothing,

give them both.

Ah, gentlemen!

You have come to the right place.

The one, the only, the incomparable...

Zolita.

The kid's got problems. Keeps breakin'

mirrors and walkin' under black cats.

Yes, my son.

You look troubled - deeply troubled.

It's worse than that.

I can't break my losing streak.

- Oh, you are a gambling man.

- Every cent I make.

I could sure use some motherly advice.

Mother Zolita can only interpret, my son.

Perhaps the tea leaves

will forecast failure, perhaps success.

I am merely a princess with a rare gift,

handed down

from generation to generation.

- Didn't I tell you she was great?

- She hasn't said anything yet.

The leaves are ready to speak.

No lemon?

The tea leaves have spoken.

If you do not mind! I work alone.

What do they spell, mother?

How lucky you are! The wheel of fortune

has stopped at your number.

- Wheel? That's roulette.

- And I see a dice table too.

No blackjack? This boy plays all games.

And a new woman

is coming into your life.

A beautiful young redhead.

It can't be a redhead, princess.

My girl's a blonde. Take another look.

Now I see a blonde.

Oh, but she has been bad luck for you.

The tea leaves say

you will have good luck with the redhead.

I know better. I married one. Take

the advice of a 20-year loser: No redheads!

He must not defy the tea leaves.

- How will you explain her to Frankie?

- We'll just use her to make a bundle.

You're gonna pass off a beautiful redhead

as a good-luck piece? Good luck!

- If I may be so crude...

- Oh, sure.

Please. The princess never

soils her royal hands with money.

Ten dollars? When the tea leaves promise

a beautiful redhead, it is twenty dollars.

It's a lot of money for a cup of tea.

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