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as those Frenchmen get right

here in New York.

You're never appreciated in your own country.

Well, that's one way of looking at it.

But you know, when I paint

I don't think of money.

- I just paint for fun.

- Fun?

Yes, I think it's the

most fun I know, painting.

I wish I had all the time to paint.

- But don't you have time?

- No, I...well...yes...

You see, I...

Well, you know...

Business takes a lot of time.

No wonder, when you get all that money.

What play are you acting in?

- It closed tonight.

- Which one?

The one I was in. What time is it?

- It's only ten past two.

- Only?

It's time for Kitty to be in bed.

So you won't forget me.

Thank you.

- Can I see you again?

- Sure, sometime.

- Well, if you give me your telephone number...

- I haven't got a phone.

May I write you?

That's the address. Good night, Chris.

Kitty, who is Johnny?

Why do you ask that?

I just heard you ask the bartender.

Oh sure, he's just a fella I know,

he's Millie's boyfriend.

You know, the girl I live with?

Good night, Chris.

Good night, Kitty.

Christopher!

Christopher!

Yes, Adele.

- Well, well! But this is a pleasure!

I didn't expect to see you, Charlie!

- But Chris, you asked me.

My wife...

Well, it's good to see you anyway.

That was a swell party last night,

wasn't it, Charlie?

Say, what time did we go home?

After midnight, wasn't it?

You know, I haven't been to bed yet.

You haven't?

I guess I might as well act as drunk

as I thought I was, eh Charlie?

No, no...

Oh, I've got to do the dishes for Adele.

- You don't mind, Charlie, do you?

- No, no, go right ahead.

Say, did you paint this?

Great Scott, no! That isn't painting,

that's mud.

- Done by a photographer.

- Who is it?

The late departed...

Oh...your wife's former husband.

Detective Sargeant Higgins,

Homer Higgins.

Say, that's a real medal, isn't it?

Yeah, Adele got it.

- Your wife?

- Yeah.

After he was drowned in the East River.

Jumped in to save a woman.

Neither body was found.

Oh...too bad.

Yeah, too bad.

- Oh, thank you, Charlie.

- Not at all.

How long have you been married, Chris?

Five years...

Well...

She didn't want to spend his

insurance money, so she

rented out a spare room.

Well, I was trying to save money to

buy paints,

so I moved in.

Oh, she was sweet...

Butter wouldn't melt in her mouth.

And...

Well, you know how these things go.

Smoke?

Oh...

guess I better not.

Where are your paintings, Chris?

They're out in the hall.

- Would you like to see what I did today?

- Yes, I'd like to.

Where did you find a flower like that?

You mean you see this when you look at...that?

Well, yes...that is, I sort of feel it.

You see, when I look at that

flower, I see someone...

Is there anything private in this house?

I'm sorry, Adele.

We better get out of here.

All right, Adele...

Can't you get those lazy legs

off that couch, maybe?

Come here.

Can't you do any better than that?

That's all you think about, Lazy Legs, hmm?

What else is there to think about...

If you want more heat in this apartment, Miss...

- you'll have to call a janitor.

- You idiot.

How come you're holding out on me, Baby?

Oh, stop talking about Saturday night!

I'm not talking about Saturday night...

I'm talking about this.

It sounds like a schoolboy

trying to make a date.

You must be robbing the cradle.

- What's so funny?

- You are.

He's old enough to be my father.

That's the old fellow who came

to my rescue Saturday night...My hero!

No kidding!

See? You were too tight to remember anything.

If I hadn't told the cop to go in

the wrong direction, he'd have picked you up.

This the old fellow who butted in?

The painter?

He's rich and famous and

very sweet too, Johnny.

He doesn't pull any rough stuff like you.

Why, I had a chance to clean up in a crap game.

All I needed was 50 bucks...

And what did you show up with?

That's all I had.

Besides, you kept me waiting

two hours in the rain.

- And then you gave me a dirty look.

- I didn't give you a dirty look.

Listen, any girl who waits two hours in the

rain for a guy is gonna give him a dirty look.

Trouble with you, baby, is

you have no imagination.

- What do you expect me to do?

- I expect you to use your brains.

For cat's sake this chump is crazy about you!

This is a set-up. He's in

the big money, isn't he?

You said 50,000 a picture, didn't you?

And here I am, knocking my brains out,

trying to raise a little capital...

and this is right in your lap.

You don't have to call what's-his-name

and get a measly 50.

This bird is goofy about you!

Write him, date him up.

I can't take money off an old man like that!

For cat's sake, get big-hearted

and smart, Lazy Legs!

Why, I see fellas in the big dough

without half my brains...

but ability isn't enough!

You gotta have money to make money.

Capital!

But the boys at the Acme Garage would

cut me in on a half-interest if I

can put up the money.

- How much do they want?

- Three or four thousand.

Yipe!

For cat's sake, I'm not talking

about chicken feed!

Use your imagination.

You get an interest in a business like that...

and it's a cinch to squeeze out your partners.

Then you're on easy street.

Jeepers, the pipe dreams you have!

Now what about the letter?

Oh, I can get 50 or a hundred perhaps,

but I can't get

the kind of money you're talking about,

I wouldn't know how.

Johnny!

- Johnny, where are you going?

- Where I won't be wasting my time.

Johnny, Johnny...

I don't know why I'm so crazy about you.

Oh, yes you do...

Now what about my proposition?

You don't have to tap the old

chump for much...

not at first.

We'll get you a decent apartment.

Someplace where I'll like to come and

see you, not a dump like this.

Well, Lazy Legs?

- May I come in to my own apartment?

- Hello, Funny Face.

Why don't you just move in, Johnny?

- Then I can move out.

- Now, Millie...

- Stop picking on my fianc.

- How do you spell that word?

With an "F", like in "Funny Face".

She pays half the rent, doesn't she?

That was the general idea, Big Shot,

when we signed the lease.

I don't mind if you want this place to yourself.

To you, Baby.

- What's he mean by that?

- Oh, nothing. You know Johnny.

Yeah, I know Johnny all right.

Has he bought you that engagement ring yet?

You seem to worry more about it than I do.

The new 45-dollar model.

Only Roger let me have it for 18.

He said he made a profit at that.

I thought you said you were

modeling girdles for the catalog?

I have been.

I ache like a dog!

If corsets ever come back,

I swear I'll quit modeling.

Why don't you go back to work?

With that figure, if you

weren't so darn lazy...

Who do you think you are,

my guardian angel?

Not me, honey. I lost those

wings a long time ago.

That's what I thought.

No wonder you got fired,

you're so darn snippy.

You never could get to work on time

after you met that Johnny.

Honey, what's happened to you?

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