Money From Home Page #2

Because My Sheba is owned

by a very pretty doll

by the name of

Miss Phyllis Leigh,

and that is your line of work.

How do you figure that?

Do you honestly think that a

very pretty doll could go

for the Seldom Seen Kid,

or Short Boy,

or Russian Henry,

or The Big Midget?

They look kind of cute to me.

Well, you ain't

no very pretty doll.

You're just a guy in hock.

Well, what can I do to keep the

doll's horse out of the race?

I'm no fixer.

Well, there are two things

you can do, Honey Talk.

The, uh, first thing is you can honey

talk the girl into scratching the entry.

Oh, have a heart, Jumbo.

Second thing is.

I, uh, hear that you've got a

cousin which is a horse doctor.

Virgil? I can't get him

to fix a horse.

Well, I suggest

you use both methods,

number one and number two,

for, uh, safety's sake.

Safety?

Yeah, your safety. Hmm.

Here are your tickets

for Maryland.

The Seldom Seen Kid'll

give you the details.

And do like you're told

because otherwise

you will wind up

payin' rent in a cemetery.

Okay, Jumbo.

Pack a bag for

the Seldom Seen Kid.

Just to play it

for a sure thing,

I think I want him in Maryland

to keep an eye on Honey Talk

and his horse doctor cousin.

Take two.

Blow! Come on!

Hey! What's up?

What's goin' on?

Motherhood must be served, sir.

Come on, sweetheart. Come on.

Cross over.

Good doggie.

Come on, hurry up, hurry up!

That's a good girl.

Oh, for the love of Lil!

I'm in a hurry and this yokel

stops me to let a dog go by!

I beg your pardon, sir, but that

dog happens to be a mother.

Supposing that was your

mother crossing the street

with you in her mouth.

You calling my mother a dog?

Of course not.

But would you feel better

if that dog were a cat?

Here we are, Do-Do.

Your home sweet home.

I'll be right back, fellows.

Now, you sit nice and quiet.

Here's your Do-Do. Thank you.

Oh! Do-Do, you've come home!

Oh, bring my darling to me.

Oh, come to Mama.

Her little bitsy pupsy dog.

Is he home from that

nasty old hospital?

Madam, I'll have you know

that Dr. Capulet

does not have a nasty old hospital.

As a matter of fact,

it's so clean you can eat

right off the floor.

Oh, I'm quite sure.

I personally like a table

in the waiting room.

Oh, I'm sorry, Doctor.

Oh, that's all right.

Oh, I'm not the doctor. I'm Virgil Yokum.

I'm the intern.

But one day I'm gonna be

a doctor, you mark me.

You're quite sure

he's all right now?

Oh, yes, don't you worry,

Mrs. Cheshire.

Do-Do's tail will wag again.

Oh, thank you,

thank you so much.

Do come in while I write

you a check, Doctor.

I'm not the doctor.

Did you hear something?

What?

Strange.

I thought I heard... Oh, well.

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