Frankie and Johnny

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- What were those signals?

- What signals?

- Between you and Cully. I'm not blind.

- Oh, those signals.

- He just made a little bet for me.

- Can't you lose fast enough alone?

- Where are you going?

- To have my head examined.

You can't help it if you're in love.

You're born losers, both of you!

- What's the matter with her?

- She's crazy about the wrong guy: Me.

I am a loser.

But, if I had 20 bucks, I could be a winner.

I hate myself for asking, but how?

This gypsy fortune-teller, everybody

who takes her advice is hittin' it rich.

- So how come she lives in a wagon?

- It's loaded with gold. You got 20 bucks?

Lucky for you, it just so happens...

You are the lowest person that ever lived.

- Peg, my sweetheart, you've missed me.

- You're not what I've missed.

- No?

- No!

I've missed the $50

I hid in my winter lingerie.

I never could keep out of your...

Ow! Oh! You didn't have to stab me.

I should've listened to my mother.

She said you were just like my father.

I could never drink that much.

Don't you dare say one word

about my drunken old man.

- Where's the money?

- I lost it, Peg, all of it. Honest.

- He loaned me the last five dollars.

- You stay out of this.

Convince me. Take off your shoes.

- My shoes?!

- Off!

Love and trust -

that's what makes a marriage great.

See? I could never lie to you.

Well, there's a $10 lie.

- Now, how did that get in there?

- I wonder

Goodbye, gypsy.

Hello, Zolita!

Business is awful.

Why don't you have a talk

with your crystal ball?

Maybe these are two live ones.

What shall I promise them?

A long journey or sudden wealth?

As long as it costs you nothing,

give them both.

Ah, gentlemen!

You have come to the right place.

The one, the only, the incomparable...

Zolita.

The kid's got problems. Keeps breakin'

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