One Girl's Confession Page #2

Isn't that something?

Mary, I've been looking for you.

The Warden wants to see you.

-What about?

-I don't know.

Mary, we have news for you.

We are not sure you're going to like it.

Father Benedict and I recommended

to the parole board

to grant you a probation period

for the remainder of your sentence,

because of your good behavior.

We just got the answer.

If you keep out of trouble,

you're a free person.

I'm sorry. It was a little sudden.

-When do I go?

-Any time. It's up to you.

-Happy?

-You bet!

Well, Mary, what are you going to do?

-I'm not spying on you.

-I know you aren't, Father, but...

-But?

-I'm afraid.

That's why I turn around all the time.

I want to make sure I'm not being followed.

-Followed? By whom?

-Gregory's gang, or the police.

Or maybe your own conscience?

There's nothing wrong with my conscience.

It's none of my business, child,

but that money you took is cursed money.

Such money never brings luck.

-Where shall I drop you?

-Near Hacienda Drive.

There's an apartment house there,

I remember. I always wanted to live in it.

It's inexpensive. I hope it's still there.

So, you intend to return

to the place of your...

Crime? Sure,

I have some unfinished business here.

And then I want to go away

and start a new life.

They want to get my dough!

I can wait.

Hey, that was nice! Do it again!

Looking for somebody?

Yeah. Wasn't there a little joint around here?

I mean, a restaurant a couple of years ago?

You mean... Sure, that's gone. Condemned.

-It was full of water rats.

-And human rats, too!

Well, I had a girlfriend working there.

Can you tell me what happened

to the old man that ran the place?

Old Gregory? The cops gave him

a headache, so he took a powder.

They say he's operating somewhere

in South America now.

Thanks.

Quite a dish, huh?

Want to see the boss?

Yeah.

You've got to wait a while,

after he finishes the hand.

-Who is it?

-Okay, go ahead.

Boss, a beauty to see you!

-Come for the job?

-Yeah, sure. Is it still available?

It depends.

-Got any experience?

-I've worked as a waitress before.

Yeah? Look how you bent the cards.

Why do you do it?

-Where did you work?

-Various places out of town.

-Drugstores, drive-ins.

-Got any recommendations?

-Just my calluses.

-That's not enough.

A good waitress must have

in the first place...

Yeah! It's exactly what I mean.

Come, sit down. Sit down.

Don't play tough, sit down.

-What are you going to drink?

-Nothing, thank you.

No, don't give me that. What shall I order?

-Root beer.

-She says it with a straight face!

Look, that's mine. You deal. Take it.

Take it, it's for good luck.

Buy yourself a nice dress

to impress my customers.

-You mean I've got the job?

-If we agree on terms, why not?

Wait, I'll be right back, now.

Let's go to my office.

If everything's all right,

then we can start right away.

Come, let's go.

Wait!

If you want that lucky money,

I left it on your desk!

Why are you staring?

Can't I have a little privacy?

Say, do you know you're the first girl

who ever dared to slap me?

Someone should have done it

a long time ago.

You've probably met the other type of girls,

so maybe it isn't your fault anyway!

Wait!

What now, spoiled baby?

Isn't she a darling? I like you.

You're a brave girl.

You'll make a good waitress,

and a good bouncer, too, huh?

Sit down. You've got the job.

And if anybody ever dares to touch you,

including me, I'll break his neck!

You order.

Root beer for everybody!

Hi.

-Hello, boys!

-Hi!

Hey, Bill, mix me a Manhattan, will you?

I talked to Frank. Says he might let me

sing in his club when the girl has a day off.

That's good.

Darling, please give me another one.

And a cigar, please.

-Who's she?

-The new lady-in-waiting.

-Who hired her?

-Nobody.

She bought the place.

I'm just working here for her.

Cut it out. Where'd you find her?

Where did I find her? Thank you.

Thank you, darling.

Say, what's that?

A little fresh air, if you don't mind. I opened

the window before you all suffocate.

-Isn't she a darling?

-I'm afraid so!

Don't be jealous.

I didn't give her a second thought.

Still working on the first, huh?

Say, stick to the game.

I'm losing money, you're having fun.

Who's having fun, you fool?

I'm winning again. You deal.

-How much can I bet?

-Unlimited. I give you a chance.

-Your Manhattan, honey.

-Thanks, honey.

Mary!

Come.

-Yeah?

-A customer. The kitchen's closed.

Only sandwiches.

-Good evening, sir. What can I do for you?

-Bring me...

I didn't know you worked here.

I never saw you before.

I just started.

Well, I wish I'd have known. I'd have shaved.

What for?

Pretty sharp, aren't you?

What's so interesting over there?

Nothing. Just making sure that

there's no mischief going on in my place.

-Since when are you so moral?

-Well, one has to start someday.

The kitchen's closed,

but you can have a sandwich.

All right, it's a deal. Whatever you say.

Am I glad to see you again.

-You know I couldn't forget you?

-Love on first sight?

-Well, it saves a lot of time.

-Bologna or ham?

Ham on rye, and a beer,

and don't let me wait too long.

-Hungry?

-You bet!

-Twenty for me.

-I've never seen such luck.

-For months he's been winning every hand.

-Well, you should get used to it by now.

-I'll do it myself.

-Say, Johnny, cut it out. She's my niece.

He's just joking.

Hey, isn't he a cop?

You are crazy. It's Johnny.

He's in the fish business.

He sells fish to all these places around.

Comes here once in a while.

-Now he'll be here day and night.

-Isn't that good? I mean, for the business?

Yeah, sure. Sure, for the business.

Thanks. Why is the boss watching us?

He sort of plays my protector.

He seems to be a nice guy.

Yeah, he's all right. A bit stingy maybe,

except when it comes to gambling.

He'll gamble for anything, any time,

any amount.

Seems to be lucky. He wins all the time.

I'd rather invest my money.

Say, what kind of a game are they playing?

It's an old Balkanese game,

only these foreign characters know it.

And how about the kibitzers?

They just stare at the money.

It fascinates them.

Say, I don't know how to say it...

-Say it with flowers.

-You work late tonight?

-Quite late.

-Anybody waiting for you?

Yep.

Mary, make me a few sandwiches, please.

Trying to keep her busy, hey?

Can't I be hungry?

What's so unusual about that?

-Want to make a monkey out of me?

-Why should I take all the credit?

Now, Smooch, you know you're my only one.

You must have tried already

and she told you off.

What a clever girl! You know, I adore you!

-You know what you are?

-No foul language in my place.

-Good night, Mary. Good night.

-Good night, Bill.

You left some dishes there.

Mary, why are... Why don't you go home?

-Well, I didn't know. I thought that...

-Go home, sure. Good night.

-Good night.

-Good night, darling. Have nice dreams.

And include me, occasionally.

I'm sorry. I didn't know it was you.

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