I'm No Angel Page #7

in more than one guy's life.

I don't see what my past

has got to do with my present.

We shall show that

to the satisfaction of the court, I believe.

Nevertheless, the fact remains

that you've been on...

friendly terms with several men.

All right, I'm a sweetheart of Sphigma Psi,

so what?

You must answer questions directly, please.

Pardon me, Judge.

Proceed.

Do you know a man named Wiley...

generally called Slick?

Yes, I know the... The gentleman.

And you recall the man you see there?

If I'm not mistaken,

you mean that Dallas man.

And you are also acquainted,

aren't you, with Mr. Kirk Lawrence?

Yes, I had the pleasure.

And no doubt you recall

those five gentlemen...

seated in the first row

right inside the railing?

Mr. Blake, Mr. Larson, Mr. Willard...

Mr. Foster, Mr. Harris.

I do recall their faces

but them ain't the names they gave me.

Pardon me again, Judge.

It's all right.

That's all, Miss Tira.

Does the plaintiff's attorney

wish any further questions?

I would like to request recess

for about 10 minutes.

Is that agreeable to the defence?

Perfectly.

This court's adjourned for 10 minutes.

Why did you admit

that you knew all these men?

I do know them.

You don't want me to commit perjury?

Yes, why didn't you tell me

there was so many men in your life?

Why shouldn't I know guys?

I've been around. I travel from coast to coast.

A dame like me can't make trips like that

without meeting any of the male population.

Listen to me, Tira.

You know me, I'm a smart lawyer.

Give me that much loophole

and I'm through it like an eel.

With what all those guys,

all those riffraffs, pardon me...

going up to the judge and telling

all they know about you and them.

- It's curtains for us.

- You mean we're finished?

Yeah, sure, drop it.

You had enough publicity.

What those guys are gonna tell the judge

won't read so nice in the newspapers.

I ain't gonna drop it.

Listen, Benny, have I a right

to question witnesses myself?

Yeah, sure but...

- That's what I'm gonna do.

- You don't mean it.

Now Mr. Brown, just tell the jury

in your words, what took place.

I was watching her dance

and I seen her looking at me.

I kind of looked back

and she flirted and made a date with me.

So, I took her out for a ride in my car...

and she asked me up to her hotel room

where she was living.

We had a couple of drinks...

and she put on a phonograph record

and we danced.

And while we was dancing, she kissed me.

And how long were you

with Miss Tira in her hotel room?

- Close to a couple hours, I should say.

- That's all, Mr. Brown.

Cross-examine.

My client begs

the permission of the court...

to question the defence witness herself.

It's a little unusual,

but quite within the plaintiff's right.

She may question the witnesses.

If you please...

the court should warn

the jury not to be swayed...

by any theatricalism by the plaintiff.

The jury in weighing the evidence

will bear in mind the defence's warning.

Proceed.

Lovely tie.

Mr. Brown, aren't you the man

that had the five wives?

Yeah.

And you was married to one

when you were with me, wasn't you?

- Yes.

- Cheating.

You made it sound nasty

the way you spoke about us two...

being alone together in my place.

And you know nothing happened that

you couldn't tell your grandchildren about.

Well, I...

In other words, it was just

a harmless little social date, wasn't it?

- Yeah.

- Okay, I'm through with you.

How am I doing?

Any further questions?

You're excused, Mr. Brown. Next witness.

Mr. Kirk Lawrence.

Mr. Kirk Lawrence, take the stand.

Quiet, please.

Do you solemnly swear

to tell the whole truth...

and nothing but the truth, so help you God?

I do.

Take the stand.

Aren't you well-acquainted

with the plaintiff?

- Yes.

- In fact, you were intimate friends.

Yes.

Isn't it true that you once seriously

contemplated asking her to marry you?

Yes.

Now, I understand

that after knowing you only a week...

the plaintiff accepted several thousand

dollars worth of gifts from you.

Such as a diamond bracelet...

Gowns, a fur coat...

That's correct.

And almost immediately

after accepting these gifts...

she became engaged to Mr. Clayton,

isn't that so?

Yes.

And after becoming engaged she refused

to talk to you, even on the telephone.

Yes.

Mr. Clayton has more money

than you have, hasn't he?

That's true.

What construction did you place upon

this woman's treatment of you?

In plain words, I felt she simply

played me for a good thing.

Thank you, Mr. Lawrence.

Your witness.

You're not looking to get

those presents back, are you, Mr. Lawrence?

No, of course not.

- I don't expect you to return them, anyway.

- You're right, I wouldn't.

You gave me those presents

because you liked me a little, didn't you?

Yes.

I didn't ask you for them, did I?

I don't regret giving them to you,

if that's what you mean.

Thanks, I didn't think you did.

Now, you was engaged to marry a girl...

just at the time you started

running around with me, wasn't you?

Yes.

And you know your fiance

came up to me to see me...

to ask me to break it off with you, don't you?

I heard so.

All right, I broke it off.

So what are you crying about?

Your Honour, this sort of questioning

is most irregular.

The plaintiff, not being

a practicing attorney...

may put her questions as best she can.

Thanks, Judge, you're regular.

I'm doing my best to be legitimate.

That's all with you.

Any further questions?

Defence is ready for the next witness.

Excused.

Proceed.

Miss Beulah Thorndyke.

They had nerve enough

to call my own maid to squeal on me?

You are Miss Tira's personal maid,

aren't you?

I was, but I ain't sure now.

As her personal maid, it was your duty

to answer telephone calls...

and admit visitors to the apartment?

Yes, ma'am... Yes, sir.

Miss Tira often had

gentlemen callers, didn't she?

Quite some.

During the time Miss Tira

and Mr. Clayton were engaged...

did she have other men visitors?

Not that I recall.

You have a very convenient memory.

That's all. Cross-examine.

Shadow, what are you doing here?

I don't know.

They done subpoenaed me.

- Beulah, tell the boys the truth.

- Yes, ma'am.

After Mr. Clayton and me became engaged...

did you ever hear me talk

about any other man...

or did you ever see me with any other man...

- outside of my manager, Mr. Barton?

- No, ma'am.

Did you ever hear me make any cracks

about Mr. Clayton's money?

- No, ma'am.

- Did you hear me talk about Mr. Clayton?

Oh, yes, ma'am.

What did you hear me say?

- You said...

- Just a minute.

Tell the jury.

- Is that all right with you, Judge?

- Yes.

Proceed.

You said that you never knew

you could love a man like you love him.

I kind of forgot I said that.

And you said you had fallen

so hard for him that it hurt.

Wait a minute.

Answer one question at a time.

I just telling the truth like you told me to.

Yes, but you're telling too much of it.

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