Heller in Pink Tights Page #2

- You have it 30-70.

- Same numbers.

- Yes, but in the wrong place.

- I'll fix it later.

You said you have some house scenery?

- Sure. Loads of it. Right through there.

- I'd like to see it.

After you, Miss Rossini.

I'll come along.

I want to look at your lovely pictures.

I've got everything. Everything from

center-door fancy to kitchen and woods.

- "Whether 'tis nobler in the mind... "

- All right.

Folks, there's no dressing rooms,

so you'll dress in the hotel.

It's right through this door here.

It's the best hotel in Cheyenne.

Mabry, I wanna talk to you.

You back, Santis?

Mabry, how much you want

to leave me alone?

You got Jensen and Slote.

Me, I'm the only one that's left.

I ain't going up for that claim.

You can tell De Leon he can keep it all...

like he wants. Me, I'm running.

Ain't that enough?

- What more does he want?

- Ask him.

I'm asking you. I'm begging you.

Don't beg.

You ain't no dog.

You're a man. Don't beg.

Tom!

- Yes, Angie?

- Don't leave me.

Wait a minute. Nobody's leaving you.

Is that for something you did

or something you're going to do?

For nothing.

For you.

- Angie.

- Yes?

Angie, now you know that we're broke.

If we don't make it here,

I don't know what we'll do. So, Angie...

- Angie, please, no tricks?

- But what could I do?

Angie, no monkey business, huh?

Signed, Mabry. Let me read this back to you,

Mr. Mabry. It goes to Mr. De Leon...

- Miners Exchange, Bonanza. Is that right?

- That's right.

A wire from Cheyenne, Mr. De Leon.

From Mabry.

Says he's filled two of the orders and thinks

he can deliver the third right quick.

Get ready the money

you're going to owe him for the job.

I sure wouldn't mind

some of what he's gonna get.

You will never be a businessman, Goober.

You part with money much too easily.

To owe is one thing, to pay is quite another.

Giddap.

What's he mean by that?

I ain't sure, but I'm glad I ain't Mabry.

You look lovely, honey.

Lorna, aren't you two ready yet?

- Yes, Tom.

- You're holding up the rehearsal, baby.

You know, you still look pretty good.

Honey, get ready.

We're rehearsing. Come on. Music.

I fear you not and laugh at your anger.

For I have proved my courage in battle.

- A vile seducer outrages...

- What's that?

- What's what?

- What did he just say?

"A vile seducer. "

That's what I thought he said.

What kind of a show

are you giving here, anyway?

This is a comic opera, Mr. Pierce.

La Belle Hlne.

You know, the story of Helen of Troy?

It's one of our big, big successes.

You see, in this I play Paris.

He's a son of the king of Troy, and he's...

- The handsomest man in the world.

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