Sadie McKee Page #6

and because he let you down,

you jump at the same cheap conclusions

that all cheap people do.

- That's the evidence.

- All right. All right.

But we're not talking about yesterday

or the day before.

Listen, Sadie, take it from me.

Money isn't worth it.

There isn't enough in the world

if you let this man die,

and do nothing about it.

Jack doesn't feel that way.

He likes me and he trusts me

because he knows he can.

That's why I wanted to talk to you.

He's been so good to me.

If he'd let anyone save him, he'd let me.

I want you to help me, Michael.

Help me to do it my way.

Help you to do what?

You know absolutely nothing about it.

I know that.

But if I give him to you and he dies,

that's cowardly and I won't do that.

- I'm gonna change doctors, Michael.

- You're going to do what?

Isn't there any use talking to you?

He already has a doctor that understands

him and has taken care of him.

Yeah, and that'll go on

taking care of him until he dies.

I'm going to do this job alone.

I don't know how,

but now I don't care

what you think about it.

That's twice you could have helped me,

Michael, and twice you fell flat on me.

Sadie, I want to warn you,

an alibi won't be enough this time.

I know what's at the bottom of this.

It's a nice, safe way for you

to gather in a fortune

that you and Tommy are going to spend.

You can't fool me.

But there are laws in this country,

and I know something about them.

If you do this monstrous thing,

your life won't be worth living.

No matter where you are, no matter

what you get out of it. I'll see to that.

I'll hound you through every court

in the land for deliberate murder.

- So help me.

- I don't care what you do

or what you think.

If I'm taking chances, okay, I'll take

them. I'm his friend. I'll prove that.

Now, this is my house

and you're not welcome.

Oh, Finnegan!

- What's the matter, dear?

- What's the matter? Nothing, I feel great.

Come on in here, Finnegan!

- What do you think you're gonna do?

- We'll go places, eh, Finnegan?

Jack, don't be crazy.

You can't go anyplace.

We'll show them,

won't we, Finnegan, huh?

Listen, you're sick

and it's dangerous for you to get up.

I want to see the lights

and hear the music. Don't we, Finnegan?

Oh, Mr. Finnegan,

got whiskers on his chin again.

Jack, you're not gonna leave this house.

So that's the answer, is it?

Get out of here before I smash this bottle

on that ugly, sneaking face of yours.

Get out!

Put that down.

You're through. Fired, right now.

Get out of this house as fast as you can.

- That's not Mr. Brennan's orders.

- It happens to be mine.

Get out of here!

She's just discharged me, Mr. Alderson.

There's no knowing what she'll do if

she gets things into her own hands here.

Thank you, sir.

Do you want me to wait

until you get here?

Very good, sir.

He'll stop her.

He won't let that little tramp

get away with murder.

I thought I told you to pack

and get out of here.

Oh, so that's it, huh?

All right, you're all fired right here

and right now. Every one of you.

Bag and baggage.

I was hired by Mr. Brennan. He'll

have to tell me himself if I'm fired.

What have I done?

Yes, what have we done?

- We haven't done anything.

- Shut up!

You don't get me, do you?

I'm firing you. Throwing you out.

Now, beat it.

But, madam...

We didn't understand.

Finnegan!

I'll show you.

Making Jack Brennan a prisoner.

My job is to keep him alive,

so that I don't get $11 million

that don't belong to me,

and that I don't want.

If I fall down on my job,

I don't even get a reference.

I'll make a bargain with you.

You can keep your jobs

if you help me keep mine.

- We're with you.

- All right, I'll stay.

Not another drop of liquor to Mr. Brennan,

so help you God.

- So help me God.

- So help me God.

That goes for all of you.

I don't know how you feel about this,

Phelps.

I feel very ashamed, madam.

I shall be proud to work for you,

if you'll allow me to remain.

Thank you, Phelps.

Finnegan! Somebody!

Finnegan!

Oh, there you are. You can't do this to me.

We're gonna settle

this meddling business right now.

All right. All right, dear, I'm sorry.

Now, please go back to bed.

I can't get what I want in my own house,

I'm going to get out.

- Jack, you can't.

- Oh, yeah?

- Please don't. I'm fighting for your life.

- Will you get a load of Jack Brennan

having to fight his way

out of his own house?

- Jack, you can't go. I won't let you.

- Oh, is that so? Well, I'll show you.

Then you can pack your things

and go back to where I picked you up.

Jack, can't I get it into your head

that I'm trying to help you?

You're sick and if you go out now,

anything might happen.

You might even kill your...

Here's to life, liberty

and the pursuit of happiness.

- Leg broken?

- Yes, broken.

Bad break.

I'm afraid he won't move

for a good many weeks.

What a break for us.

Oh, Signor Brennan, this is good.

This is very good.

Us small boys only drank

because we had prohibition.

- Are you sailing for Europe tomorrow?

- Tomorrow.

Now, what's the use to go to Europe

if you don't drink champagne?

Give us a toast.

- Well, what'll he drink it in?

- Ginger ale.

Honest, Mr. Brennan, are you being

a strong character or don't you want it?

No, I just don't want it.

- Here's to Sadie.

- She ruined my best customer.

Here's to you, Sadie.

- Thanks.

- Do you wanna dance, Sadie?

- No thanks.

Come on, bury the hatchet. Let's be happy.

- I can't be happy till she's forgiven me.

- That's asking a lot, isn't it?

We ask big things of big people.

- Meaning me?

- Meaning you.

Meaning you. I'll say so.

Wait a minute.

What are you doing there?

- I'm just practicing.

This is a funny place to practice.

Well, I gotta practice somewhere.

Come on, girls.

Competition's too strong for me.

You better give him the spot.

Golly.

I suppose you've come to thank me for

getting that sap Tommy out of your way

and giving you a chance

to go after the big time.

- Where is he?

- Where is who?

Tommy.

I haven't the faintest notion.

What do you care?

Is he in New York?

- I dropped him in New Orleans.

- How long ago?

Oh, about three or four months ago.

I don't know. He may still be there.

Did he have any money?

I don't know. He was three weeks salary

ahead of me when I dumped him.

- Why did you dump him?

- Personal reasons.

Ever since we left New York,

he's been going around in a fog.

Couldn't get him to bed,

took a derrick to get him up.

No ambition.

He got a cold in Vancouver, still had it

in Kansas City and couldn't sing, so I...

- Look here.

- Yes, I still love him.

I'm not gonna try and tell you

much about that, except this.

Instead of thanking you,

I could kill you and love it.

You can cut that.

You grabbed yourself a millionaire

pretty pronto, didn't you?

Yes, and I'd give every penny of

every million to be back at Mrs. Craney's

before you pulled

your cheap little bag of tricks.

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