Heller in Pink Tights Page #3

What are you standing around for?

You got a second act.

Got to close the show, Sam.

Man here's got a writ.

- I don't care. He can't close my show.

- You want to start a riot?

Listen to the audience.

They'll tear the place down.

- We've got to finish our performance.

- Don't pay them no mind.

- I know this bunch.

- Where could we go?

- We are helpless.

- Here, little lady.

Thank you.

You see what I mean?

See that look in her eye?

You'll get your money in the morning.

Wait just a minute.

You can come back in the morning

with that paper, Ed.

- Can't, Sam.

- You're running for election again, ain't you?

- Next month.

- How many votes this out-of-town fella got?

I'll be back in the morning, Healy.

You be here.

They're gonna finish the performance.

Better have that money in the morning.

Upon my word, Mr. Pierce. Oh, Angie.

Thank you, Mr. Pierce.

Come on in, let's see the show. You too, Ed.

Fine show, Sam.

- That's my policy. Always the best.

- Fine show, Sam.

You are a kind man, Mr. Pierce.

- Thank you.

- I only try to help people.

You need any more help,

you know where to find me.

In your charming little office?

I'm there 24 hours a day.

You are kind.

Then the safe fell off the elevator

and Pat went up and down.

And then he fell kaplunk on the sidewalk.

Mike looked down and he said,

"Glory be, is it dead he is?"

- Doc.

- And he says, "Pat, speak to me, and... "

- Doc, have you seen Angie?

- No, I haven't seen her.

You got something figured out?

Not yet.

And then he said,

"Why should I speak to you?"

Meet Miss Della Southby.

Della, the unapproachable.

For only 50, for one half of $1...

you can visit. Oh, you fortunate man.

For 50 cents,

you get a picture of Miss Della.

For only 50 cents apiece,

and the very special price of $2...

- Lorna.

- What?

- Where's Angie?

- Have you lost her again?

Why, we haven't seen her anywhere,

Mr. Healy.

Haven't you seen her anywhere, baby?

You look at him like that again,

I'll smack you.

- I was only being polite.

- I'll take three.

Why don't you take Miss Della

right into your home?

She'll keep you so comfy on those cold

and lonely nights on the range.

Good night.

You go back to the hotel now

and get your sleep.

Remember, you're not

a young man anymore.

I'm as young as I feel.

You look as charming in that dress

as I knew you would.

Thanks to you.

- Our troubles are gone.

- What do you mean?

Mr. Pierce has taken over the money

we owed that silly fat man.

Mr. Pierce is taking...

Tell me, what do you mean,

"Mr. Pierce has taken over"?

He took over what we owe for the dresses.

Now we owe him the money.

He likes us?

- He does it for business.

- Did you put up some security?

What could I put up?

I don't know.

We are a great success

and he wants to keep us here, that's all.

How much time is he giving you?

In a week, two weeks, we'll make enough...

Didn't you promise to, you know, meet him?

- That's later tonight.

- That's tonight?

- Yes, but I'll put him off.

- Oh, Angie.

Doc. Mr. Montague.

But he's easy to handle, that type.

He's so sure of himself.

What's the do?

We're shooting the moon.

Get the other two started, huh?

Just when my kidneys were settling down.

But we don't have to go.

We can pay him back in a week.

He won't wait a week.

This type doesn't wait at all.

These men are wild out here.

They are?

You do your pitch with Doc.

I'll see you in your room later.

But I'll take care. I promise you.

- I did it so we could stay.

- I know why you did it.

We are such a success here,

for the first time.

- We'll be a success someplace else.

- I make things bad for you.

Not ever bad.

Impossible, sometimes, but never bad.

I know why you're doing this, too.

Why you give up what you want.

I'm just trying to hold the show together.

- No, because you watch out for me.

- So? Is that bad?

No, never bad.

Wrong, sometimes...

but never bad.

You do your pitch with Doc.

I'll see you in your room later.

Carte de visite.

We're shooting the moon.

Take the kid and make your exit

and meet me at the hotel.

- Thank you.

- 50 cents, gentlemen.

Sam, do you still want me

to keep an eye on them?

Nah, they ain't skipping town.

Not tonight, they ain't.

- You can't ever be sure with actors.

- I can be sure.

I'm real sure about tonight.

Artistic poses by Miss Angela Rossini.

Nothing here, nothing there. Allez-oop.

$1, please.

The same poses that have stirred the hearts

of the red-blooded American males...

from the great Atlantic to the blue Pacific.

$1, please.

$1 for these lively, spicy portraits.

Thank you. $1 to set

the blood tingling through your veins.

Thank you. Who wants Angela Rossini?

Take her beauty home with you tonight.

Thank you. Who wants Angela Rossini?

I'm going out this way.

You follow in a little while.

We haven't made enough money.

I'm going to see if I can make some more

so we can stay here.

Whatever you do, don't lose what we got.

I don't know why I play this darned game.

I can't win for losing.

- Can anyone play in this game?

- We don't have women, ma'am.

I would love to so much.

I've just learned it and it is so amusing.

Let her sit in, Tom.

Give us the best-looking game in town.

How sweet of you. Thank you.

- May I sit down?

- Yes, ma'am.

You sure had them whooping and hollering.

Mighty slick ride you made up there.

Jacks or better to open.

You know what that means, lady?

Well, I think so.

It's open.

- Cards, lady.

- Three?

- Two.

- Three for me.

Dealer takes two.

Anybody here can't afford to lose $10?

May I put in another $10?

You can put in as much as you got

there on the table, lady.

Just $10 for now.

- I'm out.

- I'll call.

- Not me.

- I'm out.

Is this good? Three tens?

That's good enough.

I like this game so much.

Hiya, Doc. Where's Angie? Is she coming?

She's right behind me.

- Mama?

- What, baby?

I can't put any more on.

Then carry them, darling.

It's more ladylike, anyway.

Now, remember, we're just out for a stroll.

Parasol.

Mother first.

$100. And $100 more.

Too much for me.

$200. And $200 more.

But that's all I've got. You are not allowed...

Table stakes, Mabry. You can't raise more

than she's got showing.

- That's too bad.

- Wait.

I would like to bet more, if you would.

Well, there it is.

- What're you gonna put up against it?

- Me.

You're mighty sure you're gonna win.

Will you take the bet?

All I can lose is money.

What've you got?

Four sevens.

Four jacks.

I hate to leave, gentlemen,

but I really have to go.

I'll pay you tomorrow.

I generally collect right after I win a pot.

- Later. Not now.

- Now.

Mabry!

Santis, he hasn't got a gun.

Turn around, Mabry.

I ain't gonna shoot you in the back.

You wait for me up in your room.

Sheriff!

All right, keep them back.

Stay back. Keep away.

- Mabry, this time you're not gonna get...

- He drawed on me, Sheriff.

- Ask any one of the boys.

- That's right, Sheriff.

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