Dogfight Page #2

Yeah, that was...

That was an original

by Swaine and Guthrie.

That's strange.

I've got the sheet music upstairs.

I don't remember seeing his name.

He was a ghostwriter. Sometimes.

In fact, most of the time.

Rose, your break's over.

Let's get those tables set up for tomorrow.

Your coffee's getting cold.

Thank you.

Do you write your own stuff?

Jeez, no.

You should. You've got the voice for it.

- Really?

- Abso-f***ing-lutely.

Hey. My apologies.

I'm not used to being around ladies.

It's okay. I should get back to work.

Sure.

Listen, I'm just a dumb jarhead.

I am sorry.

It's okay.

So what time do you close up here?

In a little while.

What's a jarhead?

That's just what we call ourselves.

I'm a United States Marine.

It's okay if we say it,

but if a squid says it, a sailor...

...then it's fist city.

It's all right if a woman says it,

especially if she sings like you.

Thanks.

Thanks very much...

...jarhead.

- So, what's your name?

- Rose, Rose Fenny.

Rose's cafe. You own this place.

No. My mother does. Her name's Rose.

Same as me, same as my grandmother.

That's nice.

- You're a Marine?

- Yes, ma'am.

Edward Baines Birdlace?

Okay. It's not that funny.

Sorry. It's a nice name.

Thanks.

Gosh, you look so angry.

I'm not angry. I'm just ready.

Ready for what?

Ready for anything.

Date of birth:
November 26, 1944.

That's soon. Today's the 21st.

This Monday. 19 big ones.

Well, happy birthday, Corporal Birdlace.

Gee, thanks.

I better shove off soon. Going to a party.

Birthday party?

No, just... Sort of a regular party.

Say, maybe you'd like to go with me.

Actually, I'm still working.

Sure. Right. I understand.

No. I've got to be here till closing tonight.

Rose, listen.

I'm a Marine and Marines are jerks.

Everybody knows that.

If you don't want to go with me, just say so.

It's just... My mom would be alone.

Well, I don't want to get anyone in trouble

with their old lady, so...

It was nice to have met you, Rose.

Nice to have met you.

'Bye.

Rose?

You sing real good.

Real good.

Sh*t.

You almost done, honey?

What is this, Wednesday?

I wonder what's on TV tonight.

We'll go upstairs

and watch something nice.

- I got some new green stamps...

- Excuse me.

I love women that take pride in...

- Go away.

- Eddie!

I'm going with you, okay?

This is great.

It's great.

- What about your mother?

- What about her?

This is great.

I'm going to go get changed now.

- What kind of party is this?

- A party party.

- A dress-up party?

- Yes, a dress-up party.

Okay.

Listen, Rose, why don't you bring

your guitar along?

I'm not ready to sing in front

of an audience.

That's fine, too.

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