Marty Page #4

MRS. PILLETTI

Well, I don't know what you want me

to do, Virginia. If you want me,

I'll go talk to her tonight.

Thomas and Virginia suddenly frown and look down at their

hands as if of one mind.

THOMAS:

Well, I'll tell you, Aunt Theresa...

VIRGINIA:

Lemme tell it, Tommy.

THOMAS:

Okay.

VIRGINIA:

We want you to do a very big favor

for us, Aunt Theresa.

MRS. PILLETTI

Sure.

VIRGINIA:

Aunt Theresa, you got this big house

here. I mean, you got this big house

just for you and Marty. And I thought

maybe Tommy's mother could come here

and live with you and Marty.

MRS. PILLETTI

Well...

VIRGINIA:

Because I called up Tommy's brother

Joe, and I said, "Joe, she's driving

me crazy. Why don't you take her for

a couple of years?" And he said, "Oh

no!" I know I sound like a terrible

woman...

MRS. PILLETTI

No, Virginia, I know how you feel.

VIRGINIA:

(on the verge of tears)

I just can't stand it any more! Every

minute of the day! Do this! Do that!

I don't have ten minutes privacy

with my husband! We can't even have

a fight! We don't have no privacy!

Everybody's miserable in our house!

THOMAS:

All right, Ginnie, don't get so

excited.

MRS. PILLETTI

She's right. She's right. Young

husband and wife, they should have

their own home. And my sister

Catherine, she's my sister, but I

gotta admit, she's an old goat. And

plenty-a times in my life, I feel

like throwing the milk bottle at her

myself. And I tell you now, as far

as I'm concerned, if Catherine wantsa

come live here with me and Marty,

it's all right with me.

Virginia promptly bursts into tears.

THOMAS:

(not far from tears

himself, lowers his

face)

That's very nice-a you, Aunt Theresa.

MRS. PILLETTI

We gotta ask Marty, of course.

THOMAS:

Sure.

MRS. PILLETTI

(rises)

You just sit here, I gotta turn the

fire on under the cooking.

(exits into the kitchen)

VIRGINIA:

(having mastered her

tears)

That's very nice-a you, Aunt Theresa.

THOMAS:

(calling to his aunt

in the kitchen)

How's Marty been lately, Aunt Theresa?

MRS. PILLETTI

(off-screen)

Oh, he's fine. You know a nice girl

he can marry?

She comes back into the dining room, wiping her hands on a

kitchen towel.

THOMAS:

Oh, he'll get married, don't worry,

Aunt Theresa.

MRS. PILLETTI

(sitting down again)

Well, I don't know. He sits arounna

house alla time. You know a place he

can go where he can find a bride?

THOMAS:

Well, there's the Stardust Ballroom.

That's a kind of a big dance hall.

Every Saturday night, it's just loaded

with girls. It's a nice place to go.

You pay seventy-seven cents. It used

to be seventy-seven cents. It must

be about a buck and half now. And

you go in and you ask some girl to

dance. That's how I met Virginia.

Nice, respectable place to meet girls.

You tell Marty, Aunt Theresa, you

tell him, "Go to the Stardust

Ballroom. It's loaded with tomatoes."

MRS. PILLETTI

(committing the line

to memory)

The Stardust Ballroom. It's loaded

with tomatoes.

THOMAS:

Right.

VIRGINIA:

This is very nice-a you, Aunt Theresa,

what you're doing for us, and don't

think we don't appreciate...

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