Red-Headed Woman Page #2

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We've been sweethearts so long...

...been such pals.

Now it's all over.

It's not all over, darling.

Oh, don't let this thing

smash up our lives.

I love you just as I always have,

as I always will.

There'll never be anybody but you.

-Never.

-Please don't, Bill.

Rene, you're not going to leave me.

Oh, please stand by me, darling.

I'll never bring you

another moment's unhappiness.

I'll never see that girl again.

Let's not talk about it anymore.

Not tonight.

-But, Rene.

-Please.

There we were, like an uncensored movie,

when in Waltzes Mrs. William Legendre, Jr...

...and catches us,

right in the old family parlor.

Oh, you dirty little home-wrecker. Well,

what do you think that's gonna get you?

Listen, Sally, I made up

my mind a long time ago.

I'm not gonna spend my life

on the wrong side of the rail road tracks.

I hope you don't get hit by a train

while you're crossing over.

A girl's a fool that doesn't get ahead.

Say, it's just as easy to hook a rich man

as it is to get hooked by a poor one.

Oh, so that's what you're gonna do?

That's it. I'm gonna amount

to something in this town. You'll see.

Sure.

Well, you son of a sea snake.

Have you got on my new pajamas?

Well...

-Yeah, shake right out of them, Hortense.

-All right.

I'm too important these days

to sleep informally.

What if there'd be a fire?

You'd have to cover up

to keep from being recognized.

Say, mug, have a

little more respect out of you...

...now that I belong to one

of the fine old families.

Oh, yeah?

-Well, if I were you, I'd go a little bit slow.

-What do you mean by that?

Bill Legendre and his wife

might get together...

...and decide that

you're merely a strange interlude.

Strange interlude, nothing.

When I kiss them,

they stay kissed for a long time.

Well, see you don't get left holding the bag,

sweetheart, full of nothing but air.

You better hang on

to that bootlegger of yours.

What? Go on with Al after Bill Legendre?

Oh, no.

I've started on the upgrade, and whatever

happens, baby, I'm in the big leagues now.

Did you wish to see me, Mr. Legendre?

Yes, yes. Come in, Miss Andrews, come in.

Sit down.

Miss Andrews, I know

of a good job you can have...

...in Cleveland.

-In Cleveland?

-Yes.

Why should I want to leave

Renwood, Mr. Legendre?

Because my son is

very much in love with his wife.

They haven't separated, have they?

Well, no, no.

They haven't exactly separated, although

things are a little difficult between them.

But they're going to be much easier

for my son with you out of this town.

Mr. Legendre, you're not suggesting that

I take money to leave Renwood, are you?

I'm offering you

a very good chance to better yourself.

Well, I don't want your money.

I wouldn't touch a penny of it, not a penny.

-You don't want money?

-No.

See here, young woman,

just what is your game?

Mr. Legendre...

...I've worked hard in this office

and I've been a decent, self-respecting girl.

Just because I love your son, and you're rich

and powerful, you think you can pay me off?

You think you can make me do

whatever you want? Well, you can't.

Do you understand? You can't.

So I'm to tell my son

that you won't go?

Well, if he wants me to go,

why doesn't he ask me?

You wait. Wait right here.

I thought you told me...

You told me this little friend of yours

was such a good sort...

...be so easy to deal with.

Well, she seemed all right last night, Dad.

Last night? I suppose so.

Well, she won't even listen to me.

She says you've got to tell her yourself.

-Oh, I can't see her again.

-Oh, you've got to.

You got yourself into this.

You've got to get yourself out.

I know, Dad, but...

Gee, you don't understand.

-I don't understand what?

-it's not going to be so darned simple.

-What do you mean by that?

-Well...

Oh, I don't know.

See here...

...you're not gone on this girl, are you?

-Oh, no, Dad. Of course not, but--

-You want to make up with Irene?

-More than anything.

Well, you've got just one chance with her,

and that's to get this girl out of town.

Well, are you going to do it or aren't you?

-Of course I'll do it.

-Go ahead.

She's in there, waiting for you,

Well, go on.

-Red, you've got to go.

-Oh, no.

I mean it, Red.

You can't stay on here now.

Bill, you don't want me to go,

not really, do you?

Yes, I do.

Bill, look at me.

Now say you want me to go.

I want you to get out of this town.

-Bill, what makes you breathe like that?

-Like what?

Why, you're excited. You're trembling.

See, just like I am.

Now, listen, Red.

I told you I don't want to become involved

in any cheap, underhanded, vulgar affair.

Now, we're through, Red. We're finished.

So you'd better get out of here.

There's my telephone number, Bill.

And I'll be waiting for you

anytime you need me.

Anytime.

-Get out of here, Red.

-That's all right, Bill.

I'm in the telephone book.

Bill, you needn't worry about your picture

anymore. I've even learned to be discreet.

Oh, snap out of it, Lil.

Say, a little powder wouldn't do

that gloomy mush of yours any harm.

Oh, I don't care how I look.

Well, maybe Al does. And hurry up,

the boys don't like to be kept waiting.

I should bother fixing myself up

for a bootlegger.

I think he's nice to stand for

the way you treat him.

Oh, is that so?

-Holy cat.

-What is it?

-I think that's Bill Legendre's car.

-What?

It sure is. That's him getting out.

Oh, gee, my hands are hot.

No, they're cold.

-I think I'm gonna faint or something.

-Oh, control yourself, Lil.

-His wife's with him.

-She is?

Maybe they got friendly

with one another again.

Oh, no, they haven't.

-How do you know?

-About Bill and his wife?

Why, I heard only yesterday that--

They don't?

How do you know?

Why, the chauffeur got it

from the maid that makes up their rooms.

So if she wants to leave the barn door wide

open, what's to keep a girl from going in?

Come on, let's go.

-Come on, Aunt Jane, let's dance.

-Oh, I'd love to.

Irene, keep your eye on your uncle.

You know, the old fossil

still thinks he has sex appeal.

-Would you like to dance, Rene?

-Why, of course, Bill. Why not?

Pardon me, Mr. Legendre.

You're wanted on the phone.

Oh, thanks.

-Funny. Wonder who that could be.

-It may be your dad.

-He knew we were coming here.

-Excuse me.

-Hello, Bill.

-Hello, Red.

-Red.

-It wasn't a phone call. I sent for you.

-Why, you little--

-Don't. You've got to listen to me.

-I can't go on without you.

-You let me out.

Listen, Bill, you can't get along

without me, either.

-You still think about me, don't you?

-Red, you've got to leave me alone.

I can't. I can't think about anything

except you all day.

I never see anybody.

I never go anyplace anymore.

-What are you doing here?

-Well, I'm with my girlfriend and her beau.

-You better get a beau of your own.

-Oh, Bill, you don't mean that, do you?

Now, listen, tell me

you don't mean it. Tell me.

-Red, this is insane.

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