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on Count somebody-or-other's yacht.

Yes. That's where I addressed your last offer.

The letter was returned.

I must say, Mr. Cornell,

she doesn't seem to be much interested...

in your desire

to purchase her home...

even though you keep increasing

the amount you're willing to offer.

If you find out where she is,

raise it again.

The newspapers say

she's going to Europe.

- On that yacht?

- I really couldn't say.

- Say, Johnny, I just- Oh.

- It's all right, Dan. Come on in.

This is Mr. Burkham of

Burkham & Burkham Real Estate Brokers.

- Mr. Daley.

- How do you do, Mr. Daley?

Hello. Buying another honky-tonk, huh?

Say, what you peddling, bub?

Mr. Daley, Burkham & Burkham

do not peddle honky-tonks.

Burkham & Burkham deal in

high-class properties exclusively.

- He'd make a good straight man.

- Good night, Mr. Cornell.

If I have any further word from Miss Croft,

I shall contact you immediately.

Good night.

Listen, Johnny.

It ain't none of my business, but-

- Then don't say it.

- I won't.

But for a smart guy, you're making

a champion chump of the world out of yourself.

You don't want to buy that house.

You're just trying to make a hit with her.

- I thought we agreed it's none of your business.

- I won't say a word.

But just listen to this, mister.

Nob Hill and the Barbary Coast don't mix

no more than champagne and beer.

If it'll shut you up, she's on her way to Europe.

Some count's taking her.

Oh! Well, then let me be

the first to congratulate you.

- Say, Dan, go down and check the bar, will you?

- I certainly will.

And I'll pour myself a big one

just to celebrate your great victory.

Very well, Miss Evans.

We'll leave it that way.

When you make your decision,

I'll expect a cable from you.

Thanks.

And I really appreciate it.

And thank you, Ned.

You're still my most loyal audience.

- And always will be, Trudy. Good night.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Say, it was nice of Dawson

to come backstage to meet you.

- He like the show?

- He must have thought it was pretty good.

He made me an offer to go to London.

You're not thinking of taking it?

Yes, I am.

Trudy, you can't.

I can't let you go.

Why, losing you would be like

losing part of myself.

I used to feel

like that too, Johnny.

But, well, you have other plans,

and...

I have to think of getting ahead,

the same as you have.

But what's Dawson got to offer you

that I can't give you?

London? You're a star over here.

You don't know how you'd go over there.

- Don't you think I could make good?

- Of course you would.

But I don't want you to

make good for anybody else.

If you want to do a musical, I'll get

a theater uptown. I'll buy the Majestic.

I'll get you the West Coast

rights to any show you want...

and I'll put you over bigger and better

than Dawson ever could.

I always told you when I went up

I wanted you there with me.

I know, Johnny, but I wouldn't fit in

up where you're going.

Oh, so Dan's been giving you that.

Well, for your information,

I'm not going up there.

Beside, Trudy, there's no place

I'd ever go that you wouldn't fit in.

Do you really mean that?

Have I ever lied to you?

Oh, I should have thrown

that Dawson out...

instead of blowing him

to a bottle of wine.

Johnny, I didn't accept

Mr. Dawson's offer.

Well, what did you want to

scare me like that for?

You almost had me believing it.

Take off your makeup, and don't give me

that stuff about the midnight show.

- We're going out.

- Oh, the last time you asked me out-

Yeah, yeah. I know.

But this time, no entertainment.

Just dinner for two at the Palace.

Yeah?

Telegram, Mr. Cornell.

Get dressed, honey.

Thank you, Sam.

- Well, hello.

- Hello.

It was nice of you to respond

so quickly when I sent for you.

I knew you were the one friend

I could depend on.

At least you were the only one

who seemed to care what had become of me.

I thought you were on your way to Europe

on Count "Somebody's" yacht.

Oh, Count Faroni lost all interest

in Bernice Croft when he found out...

she wouldn't be able to support him

in the manner to which he was accustomed.

He replaced me with a steel heiress

from Pittsburgh.

- Well-

- Well, does that bring us back to business?

If you've decided to sell.

John, you're as easy to read

as an open book.

The reason you've made me

so many generous offers on my house...

was your way of showing

that you wanted to help me.

- Well- - You knew the money I got

from the auction wouldn't last long.

Well, it hasn't.

I'm flat.

If you sell the house,

it'll give you a new stack of chips.

That won't last long either.

And then what?

You see, like Count Faroni...

I have to be supported in a manner

to which I'm accustomed.

But I thought that-

I know. I said you

were an open book.

You'd not only offer

to buy my house...

but you'd offer me yourself

and everything you had with it.

Well, I appreciate it, and I'd be an asset

to anyone with a house on Nob Hill.

I didn't mean that.

I don't need anyone to make them accept me.

It's like you to say that.

I once told you we were both proud.

I wouldn't sell on those terms, and you

wouldn't buy under those conditions.

Well-

Heavens, Johnny. If this is a proposal,

don't stand there saying "well. "

Use a little imagination.

- Hello, Dan.

- Fine time to be showing up.

It's almost 1:
00.

You know that?

There's been

three wine agents here...

and that real estate guy

was here asking about buying the Majestic.

All right. I'll close

the deal in the morning.

Listen, Johnny. It's none of my business,

but a theater's a gamble.

You've been doing all right

with the music halls and a Rollerdrome.

Didn't I promise you that I'd put

you all up on top sometime?

Yeah. It was nice talk, too,

when we didn't have a dime.

I know you're doing this

mostly for Trudy, but, Johnny...

if she knew what she was getting in for,

she wouldn't want no part of it.

She'd be satisfied

to stay right here.

Well, I wouldn't be. I'm through

with honky-tonks and Barbary Coast.

- I'm gonna be respectable.

- What for?

Because my fiance

would like it that way.

Ah, your- Oh, my hearing.

You know, for a minute I thought you says

your fiance. Now, look, Johnny-

- I did.

- You what?

I said "my fiance. "

For your information, Mr. Daley, champagne

and beer and Barbary Coast and Nob Hill do mix.

I'm marrying Bernice Croft.

- Well-

- Well what?

Well, it's too late now.

I always knew you was a sucker

for gold mines, but this time, brother...

you're gonna need one!

- What's the matter?

- Oh, nothin'.

Did Johnny close the deal

for the Majestic Theater?

Mm-hmm.

Tomorrow morning.

By the way, he don't want to be

connected with honky-tonks anymore.

- He's gonna be respectable.

- Is it as bad as all that?

It's worse. You know why

he's doing it too, don't you?

- I know why he's buying the Majestic.

- That's what you think.

That's what I thought too. I thought it was

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