The Company She Keeps Page #2

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Is that part of the job too?

As it's your first evening,

I thought we'd go out on the town.

If the State is picking up the check.

Anyway, I'd like to see your

idea of "going out on the town".

I'll pick you up at seven.

Well... here's to a wild

night on tomato juice.

I'm sorry about that.

But one of the first rules of taking...

No drinking. I know.

Well cheers, Miss Willburn.

Cheers, Diane.

And now for dessert. Meringue glace?

Peach Melba? As you wish?

I'll have a chocolate sundae with

chocolate ice-cream and nuts.

Lots of whipped cream

and heavy on the sauce.

Yes, madam.

And for you, Miss Willburn?

The same.

Yes, Miss Willburn.

Is that on the expense-account, too?

Of course.

Okay.

If I was playing

fairy-godmother, I'd admit it.

Mr Collins just came in.

He's in the bar.

Shall I tell him you are here?

Oh, thank you. I'll do it.

Who's that?

A friend. I'll only be a minute.

Thank you.

Now I'm not even supposed to kiss you?

Not when I'm on the job.

I can't concentrate.

Not when you're out with

a pigeon, you mean.

These girls are parolees,

Larry. Not convicts.

Excuse me. Excuse me. Parolees.

How about a drink?

I can't.

I'm sorry about dinner.

Ah...

The fourth time in a row.

I know.

I don't think much of your girl, either.

I'll have another Martini, Jim.

Baby, I don't know what

I'm going to do with you.

Most kids say:

"I think I'll be a Countess when I grow

up or a fireman or Jane Russell."

But not you. No. You said, when I grow

up I'm going to be a Parole Officer.

I'll never have dinner

with the man I love...

As I'll always be eating

out with a pigeon.

Parolee.

What do I have to do to get

you to marry me? Rob a bank?

I don't think that would help.

I've been waiting a long time, Joan.

Why don't you marry me

and take me out of all this?

Larry.

Okay... I'll stop bothering you.

If you stopped bothering me,

I don't know what I'd do.

Darling.

Don't you think you're being very silly

tossing me on the open market like this?

I tell you. I'll be snapped

up like hot cakes.

I'll have to take that chance.

Okay. Now, how about that drink?

Tell you what, I'll buy you both one.

That's a chocolate sundae with

chocolate ice-cream and nuts.

Lots of whipped cream and

heavy on the sauce. Okay.

Sure! Sure, that's what I had in mind.

Okay, Jim.

Tell Mr Connors I had

to leave. I'll call him,

Yes, madam.

Diane.

I told you I didn't want

anyone to know here. Anyone.

Turn that sign off, Diane.

What sign?

In big letters.

"I just come from prison".

No-one will know unless you tell them.

Men always asks questions.

You know that.

I didn't have a story ready.

Larry's a friend. Besides,

I asked him here to see me.

Because he's your friend?

He wouldn't look at me I suppose?

You'd be surprised.

Look, Diane.

I asked you out tonight

because you're alone here.

Most of the other girls

have families to come to.

This is a new town for you.

You have no-one.

You think that alone, I'd get

into trouble. Is that it?

No, that not it.

It was your first evening.

I wanted you to have a good time.

So... it was nice of you.

And now you don't have to

see me again for thirty days.

You report to my office on

the 12th of each month.

If you should need me in the meantime...

I won't.

I hope not.

Well... sleep well and late.

You don't have to report for work

until eight o'clock tomorrow night.

Night?

Well... I thought I told you.

The night shift?

That's right. We'll see if we can

get you on the day shift later.

Hah... thanks for leaving

the best until the last.

There goes my social life.

Goodnight, Miss Wilburn.

Something wrong with rolling my own?

It's a prison habit.

I wouldn't do it outside.

Goodnight.

Thanks, Reg.

Anybody else got a check?

How about you, Diane.

You've been here a week.

For you, no charge.

It must be love.

I don't seem to be getting anywhere.

Here, sign.

She's waiting for a rich patient.

Just you be patient. I'll be rich.

Don't start on me.

And don't charge me for

that extra cup of coffee.

You must have one evening off.

When you get a convertible top on

that ambulance, we'll go out with you.

Man and wife.

Diane.

Go on, Tilly... go on.

Hello.

You said I don't have to see you

until report day. You don't.

I talked to Mrs Haley today.

She's very pleased with you.

She says you're very willing.

Does she?

I get along.

So, I just cashed my pay check. Alright?

Of course.

I'll pay my room rent

as soon as I get home.

I don't owe a nickel.

Good.

Well.

Thanks for not checking up on me.

Goodnight, Miss Willburn.

A friend of yours?

A patient. I see her now and then.

Every thirty days usually,

down at the Parole Office?

Who do you think you're kidding?

Are you a parolee too, Tilly?

Glad to meet you.

Of Miss Willburn?

No. Miss Johnson.

Parole Officers are all alike.

They stink.

Yeah. Right.

That's the way I used to feel

about it. You'll get over it.

Funny I didn't see you up there.

I've been out a while.

Make way, please.

Thank you.

The class of '47.

What little green pen

were you in up there?

Ah... Dormer House.

Still got the same matron?

Yes. Mrs Baker is still the

sorority house mother.

What's a sorority?

Baker's an old pop, but she

sure was a good sorority.

What's with you?

I think I know him.

You mean, you wish you did?

My big idea is two to one.

I thought it was after visiting hours.

He doesn't know it yet.

He's visiting me.

What are you talking about?

He happens to be a

friend of a friend of mine.

Look, Diane.

Save yourself the trouble.

You think you're out of prison?

Well, you'd better catch it now.

You got a wall around you a mile high.

You'll find out.

All we rate are crooks, petty thieves,

and if we're real lucky...

A great big...?

Oh, I look like a paper bag.

Try it off the shoulder.

Shut up.

Scramble your seams.

That way he'll notice your legs.

Yeah. I'll try it.

How did you think of a thing like that?

I have to.

You're on duty, Diane.

Yes, Mrs Haley.

I see you two have found each other.

Leave her alone, Tilly.

She's doing fine.

And I suppose I'm not?

A warning is only fair.

There's been quite a few things

missing lately. Thermometers...

Hypodermic needles.

That's a sweet accusation!

It's not an accusation.

But you know who the first

suspects always are, unfortunately.

X-Ray me, why don't you?

That's what I mean... by "fair warning".

I want to see you girls get a break.

Then search me any time you like.

Come now. Get to work, Tilly.

My leg's been broken a month,

and suddenly you turn up.

Why?

Well, first. I like you, Cliff.

Second, you're my boss

And last but not least the...

The cost of living has gone up so...

Absolutely no.

[ Door knocks ]

Come in.

Well, how's my favorite patient?

Oh... oh, company.

I can see you don't need this.

Beer makes me sleepy.

You sleep alright at night

if you didn't nap all day.

I've got Miss Hansen in the daytime. I'd

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