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I just said that.

- Why?

- Oh, you know, everybody does that.

Maybe have a little party,

get some perfume or something.

I shouldn't have said that

to you, though, Dave. L...

I really shouldn't have pulled a

thing like that on a fella like you.

Come on, help me pack.

Okay.

- These?

- No, they hurt.

Agnes, I don't know

what else we can do.

We've got to call

the sheriff's office.

And have it all over tomorrow's paper?

I don't want to either, but

do you realize what time it is?

Look, just what did Wally say?

I've told you three times. He hasn't

seen her. He doesn't know where she is.

I don't know what's

come over that girl.

- Ever since your brother got here...

- Will you stop it?

Say, you didn't have a fight

with her or anything, did you?

Now, why would I have a

fight with her? Honestly.

Hello? Oh, yeah.

- Fine, fine, fine.

- Who is it?

- Uh-huh. Yeah.

- Who is it?

Uh-huh.

Yes. Mm-hm.

- Frank.

- Excuse me a minute.

It's Edith, she's been making

phone calls. Dawn's okay.

She's been in Terre Haute. A friend

of Willy Packer's saw her there.

- Yes.

- And what's fine about it?

- What's she doing in Terre Haute?

- Please.

Uh-huh. Thank you. Thank

you very much, Edith.

I don't suppose you

can talk now, can you?

I understand. Good night, Frank.

Oh, yeah, baby. Easy. There, easy now.

Good, sit down. Easy.

- What happened to her?

- Good girl. You all right, honey?

- Yeah, you're all right.

- Cigarettes.

Okay. Smoke up, force

yourself to have fun.

That's a girl. Mmm!

There you go.

There we go.

Are you sure you don't

want me to check your hat?

What hat, lady?

Oh!

What? What's the matter?

Oh, Dave, it's that song.

I just love it. It's so sad.

- Bama, don't you think it's sad?

- Yeah, gets me right here, sweetheart.

There. All right? That's better?

- Beautiful voice, isn't it?

- She been studying, you know.

Yeah. Speak up. Beautiful?

Hey, buddy, get that

dame away from the band.

Shh.

Look, I don't want any trouble.

Are you gonna remove her or are we?

What do you mean, are we gonna...?

Dave, if there's gonna be an argument

about Ginnie's singing, I'm with him.

Yeah, I'm with him.

Who you with, baby?

Come on, baby, let's dance. They don't

appreciate your singing in this joint.

You appreciate my singing,

though, don't you, Dave?

I promised I'd never

ask you for nothing...

...but just so as I'll have

a remembrance of this trip...

...will you buy me one of

them pillows over there?

Sure I will. Come on.

Hey, lady.

- Give her one of those pillows, will you?

- No, not that.

Ohh.

Ain't nobody never been this

sweet to me before, Dave.

And you're sober too. Practically.

Sure.

- You know what Rosalie heard?

- No, what did she hear?

She heard you had a yen for

that schoolteacher, Miss French.

- Is that true, Dave?

- No.

- Dave, you can always...

- Let's sit down and get a drink.

The best in the house. Thank you.

Cigarettes.

- Two stingers.

- Oh!

Hello, Dawn.

Oh, I...

I'm sorry. This is Teddy, uh...?

Harperson.

- Won't you sit and join us? We...

- What are you doing here?

We've been doing the town.

Been just about everywhere.

I'm sorry, this is my uncle,

Dave Hirsh, the writer.

- Oh, how are you?

- You two know each other long?

- Well, no. Actually...

- We just met today.

Teddy is a traveling salesman.

And I am the farmer's daughter.

Goodbye, Mr. Harperson.

- Oh, you're leaving?

- No, you are.

Wait a minute.

- Look, I think you've got me wrong. We're...

- She's just a kid.

- I'm 18.

- I said goodbye, Mr. Harperson.

Don't you pay any attention

to him, he can't do this.

Dave, don't spoil

things, I'm having fun.

Oh, sure. You're having a jolly time.

- Look, uh...

- Walk.

Come here. Give me the coffee.

- It's for the other table.

- Get some more.

- Yeah, but I...

- Get some more.

Oh, of course.

Move over.

- Does your father know where you are?

- No.

I don't know where he is either.

- Doesn't that strike you funny?

- No, it breaks me up.

Hey, Ginnie.

- This is Dawn, my niece.

- Oh, hello.

My head aches.

- Maybe you can get her a cold towel, huh?

- I don't want a cold towel, I feel miserable.

Oh, well, honey. That's

because you're crocked.

Oh, a kid your age really

shouldn't drink so much.

Come on.

You get her straightened out and I'll

take her out to get a little air later.

One-way to Parkman.

Don't judge your father

too harshly, sweetie.

Sometimes when a man

aims high, he can miss.

- I don't wanna talk about it.

- Well, then let me talk about it.

I know you're trying

to hit back at your dad.

But who are you really hurting?

And what are you gonna

prove by becoming a tramp?

I'm not gonna become a tramp.

It doesn't take long, honey.

Couple more goons like that guy who picked

you up back there and a little booze, and...

Well, I ought to know,

I'm an expert on tramps.

I can't live at home.

Living at home isn't so bad, kid.

I'm gonna get a job in New York.

Oh. Well, look, do me a favor and

don't do anything until I get back.

You promise?

I promise, but you

won't change my mind.

Milton, Delford Junction,

North Oaks and Parkman.

I'm sorry if I upset you.

Upset me? Don't be ridiculous.

You make me feel like

one of the family.

It's a new feeling

to me and I like it.

- Be a good girl.

- Thank you.

Bye, kid.

Is she okay?

- She's fine.

- When do you figure on going home?

- What?

Any time you say, Dave.

- How about after Indianapolis?

- That's fine. That's great.

Hey, you know, you should

have seen him with his niece.

Oh, golly, he just

couldn't have been sweeter.

- Niece?

- Well, she is his niece.

- Bama's my uncle.

- She is too his niece.

Turn if off. I'd rather

listen to the singing.

- Baby, how about another

drink? I'd love one.

Dawn, is that you?

- Yes.

- Do you know what time it

is? Is she here? What happened?

Where have you been?

- Terre Haute.

- Who with? Where'd you go?

To some nightclubs

with no one you know.

- Good night.

- Good night?

- Dawn, we wanna know what...

- I'm tired. I don't feel like talking.

Good night.

Dawn.

Dropped the cards like you're out.

- Playing?

- I'm in. I'm in, Dad.

Okay.

- I call.

- I'm out. How many

cards? Three cards.

- How many?

- I'm out.

How many?

- Two beauties. Two beauties.

You got them. How many?

- Same two beauties. Two beauties.

That's my call. I'm out.

- Give me the top. One on the top.

Hello.

Hello? Yes? Just a minute, please.

- It's Indianapolis.

- I'm still out.

Will you hold on for

just a minute, please?

Gwen, dear, I will not say you're out.

Dave has called twice.

And besides, you've

something to tell him now.

I'd rather you told him.

Now, Gwen, darling.

I know you've had a quarrel,

and it's made you unhappy.

Do you think you'll be happier

if you never see him again?

Hello? Yes, this is Miss French.

Hello?

Hello, Dave. We have some

very exciting news for you.

The Atlantic took your story.

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