Sadie McKee Page #4

I'm crazy about this girl.

Her mother is

a cook and her name is Sadie.

- Come on, let's get out of this joint.

- Who's telling Jack Brennan what to do?

Sadie, will you take this and scram?

You're a nice fellow, Michael,

and I like you, but don't insult Sadie.

Hey, Riccy, tell that band

to come over here.

We'll play some music, eh?

What do you say?

We'll have some music, huh, Sadie?

How much money do you want

to get out of here?

I'm having a swell time.

Jack, pull yourself together.

Let's go home. I've got to work tomorrow.

Oh, listen, I'm crazy about this girl.

Now, let me alone.

She's a great little girl.

Yeah, and you're drunk and you

don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, now, stop your fighting.

Let's everybody have a good time.

Sit down and listen to the band.

Go on, play something.

You know, Old Pal.

Old Pal? Old Pal, once over light, boys.

Old Pal. Now play something hot.

Oh, that was wonderful.

Now play Old Pal.

Sadie, you're a wonderful girl.

You didn't go away.

Come on, Sadie. Come home with me.

- Sadie, you can't.

- What do you say?

- Do you know where he lives?

- I'm about to find out.

- Come on, Sadie.

- Listen, you fool,

all she has to do is get inside your house

and she'll haul you into court

and take a fortune away from you.

I've met all the chiselers and

the come-on girls, you can't fool me.

Sadie's a great girl. Come on, Sadie.

Listen, Sadie, whatever your

little racket is, play for smaller game.

This is my friend,

you can't get away with anything.

You cut me down once, Michael.

It's harder to do now.

For all my pals. Come on, Sadie.

It's all right, Finnegan.

I can walk tonight okay.

You know, his name is Phelps

so I call him Finnegan.

He's a great guy,

but Phelps is the wrong kind of a name

for a guy like me, eh, Finnegan?

Now, there's a living room upstairs

and a living room downstairs.

There's a den and a bar.

Now, what'll you have, Sadie?

- Let's go in the den.

- Drinks in the den, Finnegan.

- Yes, sir.

- Jack, I'm going to give you just one drink,

then I'll put you to bed

and then I'll take Sadie home.

Sadie is home.

There's 28 rooms and 14 servants.

That's a home, isn't it, Sadie?

You turn on the radio

and we'll have a little music, huh?

All right.

Wait, I'll turn it on.

And now we'll have a little drink, huh?

A welcome home for Sadie.

Will you have a little dance?

I must be drunk.

A little rye, Phelps. I'm dead.

Anything you want, Sadie,

ask Finnegan for it. Anything.

- You think I could have some coffee?

- Certainly, miss.

Fix a little drink for the lady.

- She's ordered coffee, sir.

- Oh, anything she likes.

- Now don't go away, Sadie.

- I won't.

If you want anything,

Finnegan will get it for you.

- Won't you, Finnegan?

- Yes, sir.

A little rye, Sadie?

Jack, will you drink that highball

before you spill it?

Oh. You know, I'm crazy about you, Sadie.

You're a real down-in-the-earth girl.

Yes, sir. And her name is Sadie.

- Here, I'll take it.

- No, you don't.

I'm celebrating.

Always said

when the right girl came along,

she wouldn't get away.

- You can't get away, Sadie.

- Tell her tomorrow.

- I'm taking her home.

- Don't leave me, Sadie.

Don't ever leave me.

- I'm waiting for my coffee.

- You're waiting for a lot more than that.

You're waiting

for a whole lot more than that.

You want to know something?

Come here.

We're gonna get married.

Yes, sir,

you and me are gonna get married.

She's coming back with me

if I have to carry her.

She's gonna stay right here.

This is just the kind of a kid

I've been waiting for all my life.

All my life,

I've been waiting for a kid like...

You aren't listening

to this thing seriously, are you, Sadie?

What business is it of yours?

This man's weak. He's sick.

He doesn't know what he's saying.

All right. When he's sober,

he'll forget about it. So what?

- Supposing he doesn't?

- Then I'll talk to myself about it,

and to him, not to you.

Listen, Sadie,

haven't you any sense of sportsmanship?

- Anything at all I can appeal to?

- Not a thing on earth.

You told me tonight

to play for smaller game.

Well, Tommy was small game.

I knew it then as well as I know it now.

But I've lost him,

and nothing else makes any difference.

He was a rat and a crook

and he was guilty.

That's got nothing to do with it. We

were just little people asking for help,

and you weren't human enough

to give it to us.

But, Sadie, this is a good egg.

He never hurt anybody.

It's shooting birds on the ground

to take advantage of him.

Yeah? When an Alderson

kicks helpless people in the gutter,

that ain't shooting birds on the ground.

Oh, no.

Your coffee, miss.

Finnegan, fix me a little drink, will you?

Don't you want

a little drink, Sadie?

I got mine.

Gee, you're a great girl.

Don't you think so, Mike?

Oh, I forgot. You don't think so.

Finnegan, hurry up with my drink.

Always Johnny-on-the-spot.

My, am I thirsty.

Listen, Jack, are you gonna let this

little chiseler marry you for your money?

Why, you...

If I wasn't so tired, I'd bust you one.

I'd bust you right in the nose.

Now, wait a minute.

Lie there and get some sleep.

- I'll sit here and watch you.

- Gee, you're a great girl, Sadie.

- Is your mother alive?

- Yeah.

Oh, that's fine. I'll tell you what we'll

do. We'll send her a little present, huh?

Anything you like.

We'll send her a season pass

to the Yankee Stadium, huh?

Yes...

You couldn't think of marrying that man

for anything but his money.

Sure, every gal has her price.

And mine's high.

Beautiful.

It's too bad she has

so shabby a bridesmaid.

It's a shame she has

so shabby a bridesmaid.

Oh.

Mr. Brennan.

Okay.

Goodbye.

- Oh, madam.

- What?

I am so sorry.

It's all right. Keep it on.

- Well, I am that embarrassed.

- Oh, yeah? Come on.

Goodbye.

Where is everybody?

Where is the committee of welcome?

Oh, Finnegan!

Oh, always Johnny-on-the-spot.

- Good evening, Mr. Finnegan.

- Good morning, madam.

Morning?

Wait till I look at my new watch.

- Isn't that pretty?

- Yes, indeed, madam.

Oh, excuse me.

Good morning, Mr. Finnegan.

- Just Finnegan.

- Just Finnegan?

Good morning, just Finnegan.

Finnegan, get all the servants together.

I want them to meet Mrs. Brennan.

Oh, no, I don't feel sociable. I'm tired.

- Can I get you a little supper, madam?

- No, thanks. We drank our little supper.

- We drank our supper.

- Come on.

Do you know what we're gonna do?

We're gonna trade this house in

for a house with elevators.

Three elevators. One for you,

one for me, one for Finnegan.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

- Say, what's today? What day is it today?

- Thursday, sir.

- Thursday? When were we married?

- Wednesday.

Oh, Finnegan. Wednesday

was the happiest day of my life.

- Congratulations, sir.

- That's very sweet of you.

Come on. Here we go. Come on.

- Finnegan, you mix us a little drink, huh?

- Yes, sir.

And we'll have a little celebration.

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