Sadie McKee Page #3

Do as you like, but this is a tough town

to get married in if you're busted.

Plenty tough.

- Someone in this job now?

- Oh, don't.

It makes me sick to think of him

when I look at you.

- Is it hard to do?

- Oh, no.

Sing a song in the box,

then come down on the stage,

take me in your arms

and give me a big kiss.

That doesn't sound like work.

It sounds like a party.

The guy doing it now reaches

for me like a bull in a china shop.

You know, nothing sweet or nice about it.

- Can I try that, too?

- I insist.

Do you two girls want to get married?

- Officer, how late do you stay open?

- We close at 4:
00.

Opal, I'm scared.

Listen, honey, there are 10 million people

around this village.

No taxicab is gonna pick Tommy

out of 10 million and run over him.

- But he's such a baby.

- He's all right.

Come on, simple. What did you...

I've lost a good day's sleep.

Wait till I get hold of that canary!

No use being upset.

Just explain to the bozo

that it takes two people to get married.

- You get some sleep. I'll wait for him.

- The room has kind of an empty feeling.

What's the matter?

Everything's gone.

Tommy's things, I mean.

- Ran out, bag and baggage.

- A telegram for Miss Sadie McKee.

- Miss Sadie McKee.

- That's her stage name.

Nerts, says Mrs. Craney!

"Job with Dolly Merrick.

Will wire your fare home. "

I guess you'd better go back home, kid.

I can't go home.

- What do you mean, you can't go home?

- Not now.

Gee, kid, what do you think you're doing?

Making a sneak?

Room rent, huh?

Why do you keep things

to yourself this way?

Next, you'll be jumping off a dock

and I'll get mad at you.

I'm going to get you a job.

- But, Opal...

- No arguments.

A silly job,

but you can eat and pay Craney.

- Feeling better?

- Yes, thanks to you.

You're going to find out about men.

The tripe.

No, thanks. Not interested.

Swell. They come to my dump

to get taken, see, and if you're smart...

Am I talking loud enough?

- I'm kind of sick of men.

- Oh, you're crazy.

They've got what we want, all of it,

and every gal has her price.

Yours ought to be high.

Every gal has her price.

I don't know what you got,

but you sure gypped somebody.

Hello, beautiful!

How about a little souvenir?

- Let go of that! Will you let go?

- Come on, don't be like that.

- What do you think this is, anyway?

- I was just trying to be...

Thanks.

What do I want with a rose?

You big mug!

What happened to him?

Say, did you see that pretty little girl?

Tell that little girl

I want to buy her a drink.

- Yes, sir.

- Bring her here.

- Yes, sir.

- And, hey...

I wish they'd keep

their filthy hands off me.

Oh, you'll get used to it.

Now, hurry up. Let's get home.

Sadie! Sadie! You...

You come along with me!

- Oh, no, I'm going home.

- No, Mr. Brennan wants you.

I never heard of him. What does he want?

- What does he want?

- Maybe he wants a souvenir, too.

Shut up, you dames.

He's a rich millionaire, go ahead.

Come along.

Make him buy champagne.

I'll give you 10.

- See you when you get home, Sadie.

- Okay.

Mr. Brennan is in the...

He'll come back. Just a moment.

- This is Mr... Mr...

- We've met.

Sit down, Sadie.

Sit down, Sadie.

Where did you drop from, Sadie?

- Are you kidding somebody?

- No. Golly, I'm glad to see you.

Where's this guy that sent for me?

- Oh, you're dancing here?

- Yeah.

And if I wasn't afraid

of losing my job, I'd...

Why didn't you come to see me?

What did you want?

I wanted to send you both home.

Give Tommy his job back.

- A little late, I'll admit.

- We won't talk about it.

You know, your running away like that

was a shock.

I wanted to see you.

I saw you for the first time

in two or three years,

I thought, "What a sweet, lovely girl. "

I had a chance for a few words,

and you're gone.

A few words of yours is what did it.

Well, I was right about Tommy.

He proved it.

- You trusted him and he let you down.

- Nothing of the kind.

He was afraid to take a chance

getting married on nothing.

He was just weak, got all turned around.

That's what you did to me.

Sadie, that's the alibi of a quitter.

After all, nothing's happened to you that

hasn't happened to millions of people.

Millions? I wouldn't know that.

It's happened to me, that's all I know.

Sadie, if there's anything

under the sun I despise,

it's a person that quits

the first crack they get.

- It's a big world. There's lots of room...

- Oh, cut it. Cut it!

Big world?

Well, I had a little world just my size,

and you took it away.

Now leave me alone, will you?

Is this the girl?

Is this the girl that gave me the rose?

Hey, what are you doing with my girl?

That's my girl.

- What's your name?

- Sadie McKee. What's yours?

- Brennan. Hello, Sadie.

- Hello.

That's my lawyer.

He's a nice fellow,

but he's an old stick-in-the-mud.

Sadie, will you have a drink?

- Now, what shall it be, huh?

- So your name is Sadie, huh?

- Did you hear that, Michael?

- Yes, I heard it.

My grandmother's name was Sadie.

Yeah?

What'll Sadie have to drink?

Pretty Sadie.

You are a pretty little devil, you know.

- What'll you have?

- Ginger ale.

Yeah, but what'll you have in it?

- There's only one thing I really like.

- Well, name it. So your name's Sadie?

What do you like?

I like champagne.

- What's her split, Riccori?

- Oh, shut up, will you, Mike?

Supposing the girl does make $1 or so?

- What does she get?

- Oh, signor...

Cut it out. Cut it out.

- What does she get?

- Well, I give her 10.

Oh, swell.

Champagne for everybody in the house.

Signor!

Jackass! Come on, let's get out of here.

I want to get some sleep.

Oh, keep quiet, will you?

- How long you been working here?

- About 10 days.

- Listen, Sadie...

- Will you let her alone?

Where do you come from?

I come from Richley, New York.

- Where my mother's a cook.

- Oh, did you hear what she said?

Did you hear how she said it?

Her mother is a cook.

Oh, do I love you for that.

You want to know something?

My mother was a cook.

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

You never knew that, did you?

Yes, sir, my mother was a cook.

Oh, Mr. Brennan,

everybody is very, very happy. Look.

- I take it all back.

Thank you, Mr. Brennan.

Here's to you, Sadie. It's a swell name.

- You keep your head, do you, Sadie?

- Yeah, I take a lesson from you.

Michael puts it over the plate

and she knocks it right out of the lot.

Oh, Sadie.

So your mother is a cook

and your name is Sadie.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Mike, did I ever tell you

that I had a grandmother

who was a cook and her name was Sadie?

Yeah, we got a lot in common,

haven't we?

Oh, so you're a cook

and your mother's name is Sadie.

Oh, that's wonderful.

What's the matter? Don't you like it?

I'll tell you what we'll do.

We'll go up to my house where Sadie

can have something she likes to drink.

Don't be a chump. I'll take you home.

I've got to get some sleep.

Well, go ahead and get some sleep.

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