Mr. Lucky Page #4

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- I think we're in.

She's gonna tell her where to get

off tomorrow.

Get to bed. We've got an early call

in the morning.

How you getting on with that iceberg, Joe?

- Did you thaw her out yet?

- I got a better idea.

I'm working my way around her. Good night.

Good night.

Now listen lady, you accepted my blankets...

and ya didn't say nothin about the cost.

I'm losing money on these as it is.

Say what kind of people are ya, trying

to get the best of me after ya made a deal.

- That was not the understanding we had at all.

- I'm only a house wrecker lady...

trying to get along.

Now I never would have tore down that hotel

except on account of them blankets.

Please don't shout so.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

- What seems to be the trouble?

- She owes me 2400 bucks, that's the trouble!

He's trying to charge us $6.00 a piece

for these second hand blankets.

- I could a got 10 bucks!

- Millions of refugees shivering in tents...

and this creature tries to hold us up.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself raising

your price just because blankets are hard to get.

That's the old law of supply and demand

lady and it ain't been repealed yet!

Six bucks a piece! Where's my check!?

I tell you we haven't it in our account.

Let's not be too hasty.

Don't you think we ought to examine

the blankets?

Would you mind holding my knitting, please.

Thank you.

Pretty good stuff. I think that's a good

six dollar value.

But we haven't got it.

- Oh, well that's the trouble mister ah...

- McDougal.

They haven't got it. But look, you look

like a pretty good sport...

I tell you what I'll do, I'll flip ya.

- 12 dollars or 4.

- We couldn't possibly afford $12.00

Don't worry. If I lose, I'll pay for

it out of my own kick.

I wouldn't want to have those shivering

refugees on my conscience.

What do you say, Mr. McDougal?

12 or 4? You're on. Heads!

I'm sorry I can't do it with that coin. You

see it's got tails on each side.

I got it from a gambler. I wouldn't

want to gyp ya.

See, you'd have lost.

- What do you say we do that old...

- Behind the back?

- Yeah sure, go on.

- Alright how, you ready?

I'm ready!

Well look at that. We got the blankets for $4.00...

now you have that much in the bank, don't ya.

Now wait a minute, you've got to give me

another chance to break even.

- Double or nothing!

- Oh, no. I don't think I could do that Mr. McDougal.

No, that wouldn't be right.

Some of the mean guys in here don't

like gambling.

- Alright, you ready. Double or nothing.

- I'm ready!

That's a funny thing. That wouldn't happen

again in a thousand times.

- It won't happen again to me.

- Never mind. You'll sleep well tonight...

because you did a good deed for a

worthy cause. Here...

Now, you're one of us.

I have contributed to War Relief

Incorporated.

I have been taken by War

Relief Incorporated!

What do you mean they won't

unload the truck?!

Well it so happens they're medical

supplies.

Serums. They're important to

save lives.

Well tell them what I said and if there's

anymore trouble, call me back.

Come in.

I've been trying to think of some way to

thank you for getting us the blankets.

Well the percentages were in our favor.

The other guy was doing the guessing.

Mrs. Steadman was talking to me yesterday...

- Oh yeah?

- About the gambling.

- It's off.

- Oh, I get it...

- You still don't trust me?

- No.

And ever since you first came in here,

I've been trying to figure out why.

Look, what's a guy supposed to do? Put

his heart on a plate before you'll trust him?!

What do you think you'll get out of this?

I told ya, I'm just trying to do my bit.

That doesn't explain anything.

Well, I just don't like to talk about

it, that's all.

EMBATTLED GREEKS CHECK NAZIS

IN VARDAR VALLEY

- Did you ever hear of the Vardar Valley?

- In Greece?

Yeah.

The name of Bascopolous goes back

over 500 years...

in that section of the country.

How do I know what's happened to my

brothers, or my kid sister.

Do you think I like the idea of those guys

walking into my mothers kitchen?!

I lie awake nights trying to figure

out how to help.

The turned me down for military service

so I do the next best thing.

Try to raise dough to get supplies

to those poor people.

So now ya know.

- I'm terribly sorry.

- That's alright, don't apologize.

I'm sorry I had to tell ya, that's all.

Mr. Joe! Mr. Joe!

- You forgot your knitting.

- Mustnt forget that.

I can't thank you enough for what

you've done for us.

Oh that's alright. I'd do as much to

a total stranger.

Mr. Bascopolous.

I have to go down to the dock. We're

having a little trouble about...

getting some supplies unloaded.

Will you... will you go with me?

Sure!

We can use my car.

Break it up, will ya.

Look out fella... hey buddy...

Ya call that purling!? Ya dropped a stitch!

Wait til I tell Mrs. Van Every.

- Where to boss?

- North River. Downtown.

- Promise me something, Joe.

- Hm, what?

Never, never knit again, please.

You're asking a lot.

- What is that?

- A roll of dimes.

- Why do you carry it?

- Habit! Fits nice in your hand.

- Where's Mr. Comstock?

- He went to use the phone.

I'm Miss Bryant. I've come to take

care of this trouble.

Would you please start unloading this truck

as quickly as possible...

and I'll straighten it out with Mr. Comstock.

Okay, miss. Alright boys.

Hey! Not so fast, brother.

Wait a minute.

The next time you touch that stuff

without this release in your pocket...

you'll find yourself tangled up

with the law.

I told you relief people it was pay

on delivery.

- That's what it says.

- But we agreed to give it to you on Saturday.

I don't do business that way, sister.

1300 bucks. That's what you owe me. Do I get

it now, or do I take this back to the warehouse!

But we can't pay you until Saturday!

Okay. Saturday will be 10% more.

Oh, Mr. Comstock... I beg your pardon.

- Who's this?

- Well I work for Miss Bryant.

I think you ought to get what you're

asking for.

Joe!

If you've got a pen, I can give you

my personal check.

How do I know your checks any good?!

If I can get to a telephone, I can

verify it for ya.

- Telephone up in the office.

- Thank you.

Go ahead.

Everythings ok boys. All signed.

Start unloading.

Grab it.

Let's get back to the jute mill.

You misunderstood Mr. Comstock. Nice

fella... family man.

What happened to your dimes?

- I tipped the guy.

- Did you have to hit him very hard?

What, me fight?

Go on, I'm a peace loving citizen.

-Joe!

-What?

He might have killed you with that

bailing hook.

Don't be silly, it's a scratch.

Do you mind if we stop off at the tailors

so I can get him to sew my fiddle?

- Your what?

- My fiddle and flute, my suit.

What kind of double talk is that?

It's a language I picked up in Australia.

Like a hat... tit for tat.

- Shoes... ones and twos.

- Sounds like poetry.

Yeah that's the idea. Jingles.

You're a girl... twist and twirl.

- What are you?

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