Ladies of Leisure Page #3
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- 1930
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might still be at home.
So, if so, I thought I'd spend this
beautiful Sunday morning swigging Nappy.
You will not.
You're gonna get out of here.
You can take that bottle with you,
but I've got some work to do.
Work? Brrrr.
Work!
Have you, er...
Good!
Have I what?
You haven't given up Hope, have you?
Ah, never give up hope, no.
You know... I've been thinking.
I've been thinking of that young lady.
You know, Jerry, she's a minor.
Well, you're a liar.
She's over 18.
I don't mean that kind of a minor.
I mean a gold miner.
I don't agree with you.
See this?
What's that got to do with it?
I missed this wallet
the first time I met Kay.
This morning I found it on my dresser.
Does that sound like gold-mining?
She probably gave it back
because there wasn't enough in it.
I refer you to a chapter in the Bible
that says about a...
It says an Ethahopian, an Othahep...
well, anyway, some guy who's full of Ether
had to change his color
and a leopard always takes off
his own spats.
I know a leopard can't change its spots.
And there's something in the same book...
about people who live in glass bottles,
er... houses.
All the way up, brother.
- Now, my next lecture...
- Never mind the bedtime story...
- There's a little red school...
- I'm over 18 years old, you know.
Most men never get to be 18.
And most women are over 18
when they're born.
The man who understands all about women.
It cost me a fortune, but I am he.
Now, listen, Jerry,
I don't want to butt in,
but I have noticed certain symptoms
in that young lady. She's dynamite.
I knew a girl like that once...
Go ahead talking, I'm listening.
But she had a certain quality that...
Thank you for your gentlemanly attention.
Well, I'll tell it to you, Nappy.
Taking a little nippy with Nappy.
Josephine was your water hoses,
and you know it, wasn't she?
Well...
Good morning, Josephine.
Drunk again.
Congratulations. So am I.
Where's the boss?
He's dressing.
Oh, you've been dressing up
since I saw you the last time, eh?
Hm-hm.
My, you're smart. Why,
it's changed you completely.
Hm-hm.
But you haven't changed much,
have you?
I've heard rumors...
What's the chance of a little look, oh...
oh, oh.
How's this work of art coming along?
It ain't started yet.
We can't seem to get together on a pose.
Have you ever done any posing before?
I'm always posing.
How do you spend your nights?
Free posing.
No offense, I just wondered
if you had any evenings open?
I know all the places.
I've been to all the places.
I bet you've never been to Havana.
- I'm going there shortly myself.
- Bon voyage.
It won't be a very bon voyage
if I go alone.
Would you like to come along?
Oh, I can be approached.
Make me an offer.
You don't think
the big boss will object...
Object? He wouldn't even know I was gone.
Well, if you want the trip to Havana
you let me know...
I'm sorry to rush you Bill...
I've just been trying
to date up your model...
Miss Arnold, I'll call you up
in a few days when I've had some sleep...
Thanks for that. Nice fellow, Napoleon.
I think I'll get a studio for myself
and take up art seriously.
- It's work, you know.
- Work?
Oh, that's a lie... I couldn't
imagine anybody having to work...
Hey, listen. She's a festive girl and
I thought you said she was dynamite.
What's dynamite for one fellow is
bromide suds to another.
- Oh, boy, you're a fake.
- Okay, I'll remember that.
Alright, now, Miss Arnold.
Let's get to work.
Say, that's a fast worker that pal of yours.
He wants to date me up.
Is it all right if I go with him?
With Standish? Certainly.
Splendid fellow.
Well, I don't know.
I thought maybe...
I didn't know. I thought maybe er...
Yes?
Oh, it's nothing.
But there's one thing about him.
Don't you notice anything?
- Yes, you're chewing gum again.
- Oh, no.
Well, now...
I got a new dress on.
Oh, so you have.
It's the one you wanted me to get.
It is, isn't it?
Suits you very well too.
Let me know how much it cost
and I'll give you a check for it.
Oh, no you won't.
Since when are you buying my clothes?
And there's another thing I wanna know.
There are a millions models in this town.
Why did you have to pick on me for?
I don't know.
But that first night
when you were asleep...
you looked like another woman.
You were yourself.
- Not like you are now.
- I'm always myself.
No you're not.
You're covered up.
This is the fourth time
I've started this picture.
And you know why?
- 'Cause you're...
- I'm what?
I don't know what.
It's like a man I knew once.
He was suspicious.
Bitter, hard, cruel.
All those things were written on his face,
like I'm after his life.
He died.
I saw him laid out.
His face was a new face.
It was fine, noble.
There was peace in it.
He was himself again.
You see what I mean?
No.
All I get out of it is you gotta die
to find yourself.
Not me.
Nor for $2 an hour.
- Want a raise?
- No.
the lecturing anyhow.
Come on, let's get back
to work and...
hope.
Look through the ceiling.
You almost had it yesterday.
You were nicer to me yesterday.
Hello.
Oh, hello, mother.
Tonight?
Fine, we haven't been
to the opera for weeks.
Who's going to be there?
And Claire, too?
Fine.
All right, I'll be over for dinner.
Goodbye.
All right, now, Miss Arnold.
Sit back a little bit there now.
Chin up.
all the time, who is she?
I'll have to ask you
to be perfectly still.
- Ok.
- I don't want to hear you talk at all.
But if I were you I'd look out for her.
If I were you I'd confine myself to posing.
That's what you're here for.
Yes sir, Mr. Strong, excuse me.
Hard to make up your mind?
Almost impossible.
Do you think I'm too fat?
There couldn't be too much of you.
Oh, Billy, where have you been
all my life?
Well, I think I'll have oyster cocktail,
And pea soup. Filet mignon.
Hm, let's see.
Hash brown, consomme and salad and
I want gobs and gobs and gobs of oil.
And uh, what do you think
I should have for dessert?
Oh, I'd have something light.
Strawberry shortcake here is very good.
Two. And a cup of coffee.
- Large or small?
- Do I look like a small cup of coffee?
Non, madame.
I don't mind telling you, Mr. Standish,
I'm awfully glad Kay was out
when you called tonight.
Where do you suppose she's gone?
I know where she went.
The opera with her boyfriend.
Are you sure of that?
Where else would she go?
One at a time. That's her policy.
I'd play the same system if I could
get a man with 6 million dollars.
Jerry hasn't 6 million kopeks.
No, but his old man has.
How do you know that?
Listen, Mr. Standish,
in our flat we ain't got much of a library
Only two books.
The phone book and Bradstreet.
Have you looked me up?
Sure.
You're only in the phone book.
With me it's different.
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