I'm No Angel Page #6

Yes, but tonight you were especially good.

When I'm good, I'm very good.

But when I'm bad...

I'm better.

Don't go away, I'll be right back.

No one loves me

like that New York man

You must've had a good time,

you seem so happy.

If I wasn't, you'd know it.

Get me another gown, Beulah.

I've danced this one around all evening.

I gotta give it a rest.

Yes, ma'am. Which one?

- That lucky one.

- Yes, ma'am.

- That guy's got rhythm, eh?

- Yes, I know what you means.

Bring out a couple of drinks

and then you two dames can retire.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Yes, ma'am.

Open up that door.

Here goes my big moment.

Don't stop, honey, you put me in the mood.

It's good to be here alone with you, dear.

I kind of like it, too.

The only thing I've got to be jealous.

- Of course, if I could only trust you.

- You can, hundreds have.

Do you know I'm mad about you?

I could tell you'd be, the first time I saw you.

Say, I must be transparent.

Honey, you're just wrapped in cellophane.

Come on, darling.

- Be serious.

- You want me to?

- Sure I do.

- All right, now I'm very serious.

I adore you.

Yes, ma'am.

How am I doing, Beulah?

You're doing fine, you're doing grand.

I'll do better when you are gone,

you rascal, you!

Yes, ma'am,

I know you will, ma'am.

Great gals, huh?

Honey, I wonder if you realise

just how much you mean to me.

- I've never been so happy in my life.

- You mean that?

I guess love is a wonderful thing.

Yes, I've heard it highly praised.

No one could be

half as nice as you

What have you done to me

You're simply grand

You worked your spell on me

So make your demand

I want you, I need you

Your love must be mine

oh, baby, baby

To have you would be paradise divine

- Move over, honey, and don't stop.

- I'll never stop.

Want you, need you

To call you my own

To have you would be

paradise I know

Please won't you believe me

Darling, you can never guess

how much I love you.

I'll never guess, you've got to you show me.

- Just give me the chance.

- You'll get it.

To have you

I could be your slave.

I guess that could be arranged.

What have you done to me?

You're simply grand

What have you done to me?

You ought to know.

So make your demand

I want you, need you

Your love must be mine

oh, baby, baby

To have you would be paradise

What are you gonna do about it?

What's this in the paper

about you marrying this rich guy, Clayton?

If it's publicity it's great,

and if it ain't, it's no good.

I'm quitting the show.

- You're quitting?

- Yeah, I'm sick of this racket.

I found the right man, I'm gonna get married.

You can't quit.

- You got a five year contract with me.

- Yeah?

Did you ever read it?

It says for a good cause

you could give a two week's notice.

- I'm giving you that notice now.

- But you ain't got no good cause.

Marriage is a good enough cause

for anything.

You can't do that to me

and get away with it.

No?

What's my picture doing by that skunk?

I figured it belonged there.

What do you mean?

Everybody used to call me "The Bull."

You may be the bull to them,

but you're just plain skunk to me.

I got everything set.

You get to the apartment

and see everything's clear.

All right.

But suppose Tira gets back

before we spring it.

I got the chauffer fixed...

so there'll be trouble with the car

on the road.

Now, get going. Every minute counts.

Can't you hurry and get that thing fixed,

I gotta get back.

I'm expecting Mr. Clayton at the apartment.

Doing the best I can, ma'am.

Your best is no good, try your worst.

Yes, ma'am.

Say, where are we?

I thought we were in Jersey.

We're in Jersey, ma'am.

You sure you didn't take

the wrong road and land in Brazil?

No, ma'am.

Come on.

Yes, ma'am.

Tira.

What do you want?

You're Clayton.

I know all about you and Tira.

But that's all finished.

I've been away, but I'm back again

and she ain't wanting no change.

We're going on just the same as before.

- Get it?

- No, I don't get it.

- Where's Miss Tira?

- She ain't here now.

She knew you was coming

and she didn't want to see you.

What're you talking about?

She didn't like to tell you herself,

so I'm doing it for her.

Ain't that enough?

Yes, I guess that's enough.

This is the right thing to do, Jack.

With a woman of her type,

this would have happened sooner or later.

If you ask me, I think you're lucky.

Maybe you are right.

Frank, get a messenger

and send that at once, will you?

I'm gonna be out of town

for three or four weeks.

In the meantime, I'm out to all callers.

Everybody, understand?

Is that message for Miss Tira, too?

Yes.

But I understood

you were to be married this month.

We're both mistaken.

Yes, sir.

What have you done to me

You're simply grand

You worked your spell on me

So make your demand

I want you, I need you

Your love must be mine

You sure gonna make a gorgeous bride.

I know I'm gonna make a nervous bride.

I ain't never done this before.

Marriage is a new kind of racket for me.

I've been married four times.

You ought to do well

in the wholesale business.

I don't wanna see anyone but Mr. Clayton.

Yes, ma'am.

That Mr. Clayton is sure a wonderful man.

I'll say he is.

I never knew I could go for anyone

like I have for him.

He made me feel like a different dame.

I ain't just a "Sister Honky Tonk" no more.

You're a lady now.

Thank you.

Some messenger gave me

this note to give you, Miss Tira.

Yeah?

You can go.

This is Miss Tira speaking.

I'm sorry, madam, Mr. Clayton's gone away.

Gone away? When is he expected back?

I couldn't say definitely

but I'm sure not for several weeks.

- Is that the only message he left for me?

- Yes, that's all.

Thanks.

Hello, Tira darling.

Benny.

How are you?

You look so marvellous.

Come right in, sit right down

and make yourself at home.

Let me look

at that beautiful smile of yours.

You know about me getting married?

Sure. Congratulations.

Too late. It's all off.

Sue the guy for breach of promise.

Certainly.

- The lowlife.

- No, he ain't, Benny.

The first guy I ever really loved.

- I thought he loved me, too.

- What a tragedy.

We start proceedings immediately.

How much is he worth?

Millions.

Millions? We sue him for damages.

I ain't damaged.

I just want you to sue him

for breach of promise.

I got all the proof you want, letters, wires,

newspaper stories, even my trousseau.

For that trousseau alone we collect plenty.

It's a cinch.

When do you want the case tried?

Let me see.

I go on the road with the show and...

I'll be back in a few months.

- Better start then.

- Easy. Got the case.

Darling, you give me a few details

and I'll serve him with papers right away.

Okay. First, I'll tell you how I met the guy.

But remember in anything I say

I ain't got any real animosity for him.

Of course.

- If I was a home girl, I'd be heartbroken.

- Yes.

Miss Tira, I understand you've had

a rather colourful past.

I gotta admit I've been the love interest

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