The Devil and Miss Jones Page #7

That's nothing to be ashamed

of, if you can't help it.

Not to you, but it is to me.

I bought me a $5 walet for my

birthday and left the sales slip

in so I could trade it in for the money.

Oh, who are we fooling?

The next guy won't be giving me the money.

Quarter at a time, no lodge for carfare,

for cigarettes...

...I can't be in love under

those conditions.

I don't want to marry you.

Honey, I...

I shouldn't have done that.

I didn't have any right to ask you to marry me.

I don't own you, you know,

even though I act like it.

We've got to look at it sensibly.

Maybe, it'll still turn out alright, in someway.

But, I couldn't go away

obligating you to wait for me.

That's very considerate of you, at least.

Maybe, I hope that you'll wait for me.

But, you're young and attractive,

you got a whole life ahead of you.

Go out and meet people, have a good time.

It's certainly coming to you.

Who knows? You might get

interested in somebody wonderful.

Yeah. That's what somebody was

telling me reciently.

That's what nature does, is let you

get interested in other people.

It's uh...A kind of protection.

Well...

Then I don't promise to wait for

you, if that'll make you happy.

What do you intend to do, Joe?

Uh, why the government's taking

young fellow for construction work.

Down in Panama.

I'd have a trade by the time I got back.

You'd only have to stay a little while.

Two or three years I think.

Two or three years?

Why, I...I thought you meant you'd

only be gone a few months.

Why, you're nothing but a coward.

That's what you are.

For all your bravery in police stations

you can't even face life.

Half the world's starving to death,

and you're afraid to get married

because you might not be able to get a job.

It's not me I'm worrying about.

I'm not going to get locked up in

a home bedroom watching you iron my shirts...

...and nobodys going to make me.

Nobody's going to make you do anything.

Go on to Panama, go to any place you like...

Oh Mary now...

Right now you can go on home.

Go on, unless you're afraid of the dark.

Better keep it.

It's going to turn out alright.

I've got a seventh sense.

You mean a sixth sense.

I mean a seventh sense.

I've got a sixth sense and a seventh sense.

It's going to turn out alright.

You really shouldn't drink.

It isn't good for you.

Three glasses of beer. You can't get drunk on that.

You are.

Oh...

Elizabeth,

Yes, Tom?

I want you to tell me something.

What is it?

Didn't Hooper ask you out today?

Yes, he did.

Well, tell me, why did you go with me instead?

You really want to know?

Certainly.

You won't laugh at me?

Of course not.

Well, Mr. Hooper is the...

Well, he's the executive type...

...and you're sort of helpless

and someone to look after you.

He's the executive and I'm...

Now, don't be offended.

People can't tell on themselves.

That's the type you are.

Oh for heaven sake!

I don't like the executive type.

What you can see in him is beyond me.

Well, he asked me to marry him...

...during the clearance sale.

Did you even consider it?

To be honest, I did.

Well, why didn't you?

I didn't know whether I loved him.

Maybe I'd be marrying him for his money.

Has he got money?

Oh, he makes $55 dollars a week.

Fifty five dollars.

I don't see how a woman can

marry a man with money.

She'd always feel that maybe...

Maybe she'd married him not for what he was...

...but, for what he has.

There'd always be that doubt between them.

Oh my...

Don't you feel weel?

Elizabeth...

I wonder if you'd care...

...for the real me.

I think I know the real you.

I may not be exactly as I

appear on the surface.

Well, noones really perfect.

I'm not.

What do you mean, on the surface?

Are you married or something?

No, no, no...

Then what is it?

Well, I uh...

I've got a very weak stomach.

You put your stomach in my hands.

Oh, our station!

Good night, Mary. It was lovely.

To Whom It May Concern:

Thomas Higgins is employed in a confidential capacity...

See you tomorrow, Mary. Good night.

Hello...

Hello!

Dorothy, I'm sorry to get you

out of bed so late

but this is very...

...this is very important.

Do you still go with that fellow

that works in the personnel department?

Yes. I do.

Well, give me his telephone number.

I have to speak to him tonight.

It's for you, Sam.

Yeah?

Uh, Sam, Sam, listen...

We're in terrible trouble. Meet me at

the employees entrance right now?

Now?

You mean this late?

Yes, now!

Thomas Higgins:
Private Detective.

Salary billed to Philadelphia office, Merrick Enterprises.

So long as there's a chance we can win...

...I'm going to stick.

Yes, dear.

They locked me out of my room.

Can I sleep on your roof?

Yes, dear.

What's a matter with you, honey?

Mary!

Mary, I'm back.

Don't take it so hard.

I'm going to stay here.

Yes, dear.

Good night, Joe.

Good night, honey.

I won't see you for breakfast.

I'm starting out real early.

Well, you can have breakfast.

Hm-hmm. Good night.

Remember the list with the 400 names?

Hm-hmm.

Where do you think that it is?

Down on the sand at Coney.

It's in Higgins' pocket.

And he's a spy for the store.

What?

Who? Who? Higgins?

And there's no mistake.

And he's got all those names?

All those poor people.

And it's my fault.

Where does he live?

I'll get that list back tonight.

I don't know.

Tomorrow. You get him in the stock room.

I'll get that list.

How are you going to get in the store?

Don't worry how I get in the store.

You get him in the stockroom, see?

And I'll join you.

And I'll get that list if

I have to hit over the head.

Will you please sign, Mr. Hooper?

Our friend Higgins, seems to be

a little late this morning.

Probably drinking last night.

Oh, he only had three beers.

You were with him yesterday?

I...we...

...Mary and Tom...

...No, just Tom and I.

Mr Higgins and I went to the beach.

He asked me before you did, really.

That's perfectly alright.

Ah, who have we here?

Good morning, Elizabeth.

Good morning, Mr. Higgins. Tom.

We're a little late this morning aren't we?

Oh, did you come late too?

You are a little late this morning.

Yes, I am.

And why may I ask?

Because I overslept. I was tired.

Well that's a novel excuse.

Well, it's true.

I don't like your tone of voice.

I don't like yours either.

Who do you think you're talking too?

Just another employee in the store.

That's all. And a darn poor one at that.

Do you know what's going to happen to you?

You're going to be fired.

I'm going to be fired?

Yes.

Let me tell you something!

You're going to be fired. How do you like that?

Five pair of these hightops come back

on the exchange.

Ha. Give me my 10 dollars.

Bring them in here.

Hey, where's my money?

You shouldn't have done that, Tom.

Why not?

I'm entitled to common courtesy.

It doesn't work that way.

The trouble with you people is...

...you have no faith in employers.

Well, where's my sale book?

I'm worried about him.

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