I'm No Angel Page #18

What did you hear me say?

- You said...

- Just a minute.

Tell the jury.

- Is that all right with you, Judge?

- Yes.

Proceed.

You said that you never knew

you could love a man like you love him.

I kind of forgot I said that.

And you said you had fallen

so hard for him that it hurt.

Wait a minute.

Answer one question at a time.

I just telling the truth like you told me to.

Yes, but you're telling too much of it.

I ain't never seen nobody

so brokenhearted as you was...

when you and Mr. Clayton done bust up.

That's enough, Beulah.

You're ruining my character.

I object, Your Honour.

This witness' testimony is entirely irrelevant.

I move to strike it from record.

Motion denied.

Any more questions?

No.

You're excused. Next witness.

Call Mr. Slick Wiley to the stand.

Mr. Wiley, Mr. Slick Wiley,

please take the stand.

- Bob, do you have to question this man?

- Of course, Jack.

He'll win our case for us.

She can't laugh him off.

Don't mention the night

I found him at her apartment.

I've got to ask him about that.

That's what I'm depending on.

I don't want you to mention it.

All right, I'll keep it as clean as I can.

When he gets through with Slick,

we haven't got a chance.

Mr. Wiley, you know the plaintiff,

Miss Tira, very well, do you not?

Sure, we've been like that.

During the time...

the plaintiff was engaged

to the defendant, Mr. Clayton...

were you friendly with her?

Never better.

Isn't it true the plaintiff used to give you

sums of money at times for your own use?

Yeah, sure. She was always a good

for anywhere from $10 to a C-note.

Isn't it also a fact...

that you kept personal belongings

in the plaintiff's apartment?

And that on at least once you were seen

in her apartment only partly dressed?

You mean in pyjamas?

Yes.

Yeah, I always kept two pair there.

Silk ones.

One green and one purple

with yellow stripes.

Mr. Wiley,

did the plaintiff ever suggest to you...

her interest in the defendant

was principally because of his wealth?

Yeah, sure.

She always looked to hook

some guy with a lot of dough.

That's all, Mr. Wiley. Cross-examine.

Where were you

on the night of June 7?

I don't remember.

All right, I'll give you a choice, where were

you any night last June, July, or August?

Come on, make up your mind.

In stir.

That's it, speak up so they can hear you.

He was in stir.

That means, in other words,

gentlemen of the jury, he was in jail.

Tell the gentlemen how many other jails

you been in the last 10 years.

I don't remember.

He can't remember.

And what's this

about you owning silk pyjamas?

You know it's a lie.

You forgot to tell these good people...

the only time I gave you money

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