The Black Orchid Page #4
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will come and help me
pick up the gifts later, so...
Oh.
Good night, Alma.
Thank you.
Night.
(suspenseful theme plays)
(cat meows)
All right. We'll have cherry
vanilla for both of us, huh?
You want something on it?
Maybe hot fudge or something?
No, no, just plain.
Yeah?
Just plain for the lady.
Hey, put a lot
of jimmies on mine, though.
I mean, whipped cream,
marshmallows, the works.
Oh, what was I saying?
Your wife.
(music stops)
Oh, yeah.
Well, after the baby was born,
my wife, she, um...
She got sick.
Sick of what?
You know, sick.
Gee, for ten years,
she was like that.
Always locking herself
up in the room.
Never talking to me or even
looking at the baby.
You know, sometimes I...
You know, it's a long time
since I talked to anybody
about inside things.
I don't know. I'm always afraid
who has to listen
will get sick of hearing.
I won't get sick.
Thank you.
Gee, you see,
when you don't yell,
you can be so... so nice.
What's the matter?
Oh, nothing.
The marble is cold.
Oh, well, here.
Here, use this.
Thank you.
I'll do it.
All right.
So between the wife and...
No, go on. Go on, like this.
Between the wife and...
Hey.
You know, you always remember
where I dropped off.
Well, anyway, between her
and the depression
and trying to raise a baby by myself,
one day at work, I just keeled over.
What, your heart?
Oh, no, no. Just a strain.
So I ask the boss for a few days
off, and he says--
He says, "Take the rest of your life off."
"In a few days," he says,
"I'll be in the street
selling apples
don't come in."
So, you know,
when I hear that,
I says to him-- I says "How
would you like to go in partners
with a man who has $1,000?"
And he says, "Okay."
So that very morning,
we signed the papers,
and I became half-owner.
And that afternoon,
And the strain?
The boss, he got it.
Well, now.
Now we've got a store here
and a factory in Summerville.
Rose, have you ever been
around Summerville?
No.
Oh, it's very nice, very nice.
You know...
right near the factory,
there's this, uh...
Well, this wonderful house,
and it's...
Well, it's empty now,
and it's for sale.
You know, if I were
starting all over again,
I'd sell my house here,
and I'd buy that one near Summerville.
It would be nice starting again.
the same... mistakes.
Hey. You know, I bet
knew that Ralphie had
a nice house to come home to,
you know,
in the country, like...
Well, like Summerville...
You know, Rose, that...
That one little house could make
the three of us, kind of...
I don't know...
get ahold of life again.
You mean this, Frank?
I'm saying it.
You know, Rose,
you would do me a great honor.
Hey, I'll tell you what.
Sunday, we'll go to the farm,
and I'll ask Ralphie
for your hand.
Maybe... you'd like to wait.
You know, after all, we...
we hardly know each other.
Gee, the way I'm rushing you,
you'd think somebody
was chasing me.
I'm sorry, Rose.
I mean, if you're not sure...
I'm sure, Frank.
I'm sure.
You-- You are?
What...
Well. Well.
Hey, well.
Well, uh, Sunday
we'll tell Ralphie.
Monday morning, uh,
City Hall License Bureau.
Rose.
Hey.
Did I order that?
Yeah, you did.
You'd better eat it.
Oh, no, no.
I can't eat it.
Rose.
It doesn't fit.
Honest, Mary.
My feelings are hurt, the way
you criticize the gown.
Oh, it's not the gown.
It's the fit.
Well, just look how
it bunches in the waist.
You want it to fit like
the skin of a sausage?
Go. Go take it off.
I will fix the waist.
I was going to join the Church.
By now I would be
Mother Superior.
I'm too busy, but come in.
Yes?
I wanted to ask.
You make wedding dresses?
What do you mean,
do I make?
Twenty years
in this country alone.
But I mean plain dresses,
you know? Not gowns.
You are going to get
married in church, no?
Why?
I don't make no dresses
for City Hall.
It makes a difference
to you?
Hey, what are you
so angry about?
Here, do me a favor.
Write your name.
I am busy getting a nervous
breakdown from criticizers.
MARY:
Will you have this fixedby Monday morning?
Dear God, spare me.
All right!
And Monday night, you come
and view me in my coffin.
I ask you, who can read your
writing? What is your name?
There.
Rose Bianco.
Well, I'm too busy now
to take your measurements
and decide on style.
All right.
But if you want the job,
I've got to come
for fittings at night.
No nights. If you work,
you come in the morning
before you go.
Oh, another thing.
The man I'm marrying,
he insisted he wants
to pay for the dress.
He said to send the bill
to him.
How do I know he will pay?
He's a friend of yours,
Frank Valente.
CONSUELO:
How the worldis changing.
No more white gowns,
no more veils.
Hey, Mary. Look,
I ain't got all day, eh?
Give the dress to...
Oh...
I did not connect.
It is your father.
Mary, is it going
to be a double wedding?
Oh, watch...
Oh, Dio mio, che peccato!
Mary, what a shame.
( whistling )
( door slams )
Mary?
Mary, is that you?
Mary.
Mary.
Hey!
( door slams )
Mary!
( knock at door )
FRANK:
Mary.( sobs )
Mary...
Hey.
Hey, baby...
What's the matter,
honey?
Papa,
what are you doing?
What do you mean?
I heard her,
brazen as sin.
"Send the bill
to Frank Valente."
Oh.
Oh, honey, you're just upset
because it wasn't me
that broke the news
to you.
You see, I was waiting
till you...
Papa, you mean you're really
going to marry that woman?
If you ever say "that woman"
like that again,
right across the mouth.
Papa--
How can you talk
about her like that?
Mary, you-- Mary, you--
You don't even know her.
Look.
Mary.
Mary, Rose has had a lot
of trouble in her life.
She's...
Look, if God is good to me,
he'll let me make her
happy for a change.
Mary.
You were going to Atlantic City
tomorrow to see
right?
Baby, why don't you
go today, huh?
You can stay
at my cousin's hotel.
You'll rest,
and you'll feel better.
Come on, huh?
I'll take you to the bus.
I can go myself.
I'm not a child.
Mary.
Look, Mary,
listen to me.
Mary, it doesn't have to change
anything between us. Honest.
Honey, uh...
Do you need some money?
No.
ALMA:
Mary.Hey, Alma.
Where's Mary?
She's upstairs.
Mary!
Mary, come and hear!
Alma, what's the matter?
Oh, listen, I could die!
Well,
what happened?
Alma?
Me and Joe,
we're getting married!
Oh,
that's wonderful.
Hey, Mary,
isn't that great?
Hey Alma, what can I
buy you for a present?
Look, never mind presents.
Just come. It's next Saturday.
Oh, kid, almost overnight.
Really?
I can't show up empty-handed,
you know.
Look, I love you.
Get what you want.
Oh, Mary, let me tell
you what happened.
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