The Last Flight Page #3
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Put her tail down!
Bail out, boys! She's gonna crash!
Stop it! Stop it!
We've gone an' passed
my floor again.
Say! How do you stop this thing?
That's right, laugh.
We should've brought our parachutes!
Get a good hold, Millie.
We're off again.
Nothing doing!
Let Cary take the controls.
You'll run us through the roof.
All right, all right.
- All set? - Let her go!
Hurray!
- Hurray!
There we are.
Say! That's a pilot for ya.
You deserve a medal.
All right, come on, men.
I need a rest, I need a rest.
Come on, come on.
Right here.
Oh! Eighty-eight!
Here we are!
Well, for -!
Well, I'll be a -!
Look! Nikki's got a whole apartment!
And a gramophone!
Yeah! And chairs and tables and
floors and ceilings and everything.
Yes, this is where Nikki lives.
And she's got a book!
Got all the comforts of home.
Hey! Look at all the bottles!
Hey! Come on in and look at
Nikki's bottles!
Ylang Ylang!
Hey, don't be handlin' her things.
Put 'em down.
Chichi!
- Leave 'em alone.
Salammbo! Chypre!
Reve de Vestale! Jinko!
Hey, you big bombardier -
Chiki chiki!
Say, I never saw so many shoes.
Look!
It says eleven and I've never been
anywheres at eleven.
What time are you anywhere?
Two o'clock.
It's always two o'clock in my life.
Hey, listen.
Besides never having any matches
and always spilling her drinks,
she never winds
her clock!
Think I'll go in the bathroom and see if
she leaves the cap off her tooth paste.
Is it all right?
- Help yourself.
Hello.
Hello, yourself.
TURTLES!
Turtles?
- Turtles?
Turtles!
- Turtles?!
It IS turtles!
- Hey! Look, Cary! It's turtles!
Nice work, boys. It's turtles.
And now do you suppose
On account of I'd like to go to bed.
Sure we'll excuse you.
I'll clear everybody out of here.
Come on, you fellas.
Nikki wants to go to bed.
Go to bed?
- Awww! Bed?
Yup, all right.
So long, turtles.
- Good night, turtles. - Night, turtles.
Poor Nikki.
Do you wanna go to sleep?
Sleep?
Well, good night.
Nighty-night, Nikki.
Good night, Nikki.
Good night, Cary.
Good night, Nikki.
Say! I like this place.
Say, I like this place, too.
I think it's swell.
It suits me.
You fellas think
Sure!
- Sure!
Will somebody please scrub my back?
Will somebody scrub your back?!
Look out, boys!
I got it, I got it, I got it.
Scrub hard.
Did anyone ever see
such a back in their life?
Did anyone ever
HEAR of such a thing?
Just look at that back.
Just look at that thing, won't you?
Harder.
My, my!
I could go on doin' this a long time.
Nikki? Are you rich?
Well, practically.
Beulah is rich.
Well, just how rich IS your mother?
Leave a lady a few secrets,
can't you?
Thank you, William.
That was EVER so cool and nice.
Good night.
- Good night.
Good night.
- Good night, Nikki.
Come on, fellas!
You're gonna stay here, huh?
That's right!
She might need some more help!
Messieurs.
- Morning. - Morning.
Um, prairie oyster.
- Prairie oyster.
Prairie oyster.
- Trois Prairie oysters pour ces messieurs.
Say, we'd better get back
to our hotel.
There's no Nikki at our hotel.
That's right.
And the bar doesn't open so early.
Say! Why don't we move in here?
Sure. Let's stay here.
But - what about Cary?
What about Cary?
What ABOUT Cary?
We can move him in, too.
Not a bad idea!
Well, come on, men. Let's go.
Entrez!
Hi, Nik!
Hello, Nikki!
Hello.
Good morning, Nikki.
Hello, Bill. Hello, Shep.
Hello, Cary. Hello, Francis.
Morning, Nikki.
I didn't expect
to see you all so early.
We camped on your doorsteps last night.
And this morning we all moved in.
Despite your practically
innumerable faults, we adore you.
We've decided
to adopt you.
Well, for heaven's sakes!
Look at Nikki!
What are you having done
to yourself, gal?
Whatcha having your
toes painted for, Nikki?
I don't know.
Seemed like a good idea
at the time.
Why, look at Nikki's legs,
would you?
That there is practically
the loveliest pair of legs
I ever saw in all my born days.
Like my legs?
Look at those legs, Cary.
My, they nearly match.
Did you ever see
such a swell set of legs?
What do you want me to do about it?
Burst into tears?
Would it embarrass you, Nikki,
if Cary were to burst into tears?
On account of my legs? Oh!
Entrez!
Oh, boy!
Here come the drinks!
Here, Nikki, drink this.
Make you laugh and play.
That's what I want to do,
laugh and play.
Here's to Nikki's dainty legs.
As smooth and hairless as an egg.
Hurray!
- 'Ray!
Entrez!
Well! Here comes that
licentious old man.
Who invited him?
Still drinking?
How can you tell?
Morning, Nikki.
Oh, it's you.
Won't you sit down?
Thank you.
Say, I don't think Nikki likes you.
Oh, no?
No. What do you wanna
hang around for?
Well, what do YOU
hang around for?
Me? Why, I came to
bring Nikki some posies.
I'll bet you didn't bring
Nikki any posies.
I - Well -
Have a drink?
No, thanks.
Cure the shakes.
I haven't got the shakes.
Let's see.
Hold out your hands.
No, turn them over.
Say, that's pretty good.
Let's see if you can hold this.
Say, that's great.
Steady as a rock!
Well, I guess that'll keep his hands
out of mischief for a while.
Hey.
Take these off.
Now, let's see. Where were we before
we were so rudely interrupted?
We were talkin' about Nikki's legs.
That's right.
We were talkin' about Nikki's legs.
And havin' a fine time, too.
Finis.
Let's inspect the job.
Oh, my poor toes.
Don't look too close.
Well, what's the matter
with your toes?
Well,
when I was a little girl
a new pair of shoes.
And they were
WAY too short.
And I had to walk all the way
Down the road.
And it was hot and dusty.
Oh, take her away!
She's breakin' my heart
And when I got home...
my toes were spoiled.
Oh, dear, oh, dear.
That's such a sad story.
Let's all have a drink, quick!
And now would you all
excuse me?
On account of I'm gonna
put on a dress.
Well, why not?
My, my.
What's HE getting so excited about?
You guys think you're
so darn smart.
Well, cheerio, fellas. I'm off.
- See ya later.
What are the plans for the day?
Well, on account of it's raining
and everything,
we thought we'd go over
to the Cluny and
play billiards and drink beer.
How about Cary?
Went to get his hat and coat.
He's going to P?re Lachaise.
P?re Lachaise?
What's P?re Lachaise?
A cemetery.
How 'bout you coming with us?
No. I'm going with Cary.
You've been invited?
Do you think Cary might object?
Well, I have an idea
he'd like to be alone.
Why alone?
Well, Cary likes to be alone.
He's as brittle
as a breadstick.
and he might break up in sections.
Well, then, I don't think
he should be left alone.
Tell me, what's Cary doing in Paris?
What are we all doing in Paris?
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