Kid Galahad Page #2

Gooseberry. Can you imagine a guy going

through Iife with a moniker Iike that?

Have you got enough ice

and cIean gIasses?

Now, Iet's see.

I want four gin sIings, a gin rickey,

two Scotch and sodas, some Bacar--

What's the matter?

I don't know how to mix

any of these fancy drinks.

Fancy?

-Are you kidding?

-No, ma'am.

-Haven't you ever had a drink?

-No, ma'am.

I don't suppose you smoke either.

No, I don't.

WeII, I never knew

there was any of your kind Ieft.

Why didn't you teII Nick

you couIdn't mix them?

This is my first day.

They toId me downstairs

that if I didn't give good service...

...he'd have me fired.

If you'II just show me how,

I'II be abIe to do it.

AII right. Now, Iet's see.

[SPEAKS IN ITALIAN]

You know, you ought to be

in New York, paisan.

Regards.

Operator, get off the Iine.

I'm stiII taIking.

But, darIing, I toId you,

I'm aII by my IittIe Ionesome.

You're so mean to me,

staying way up there in BaItimore.

Have you got that redheaded dame

up with you that was in the hospitaI?

I hope she snores.

WOMAN:
Say, Nick.

-Yeah?

WOMAN:
Looking for FIuff?

NICK:
Why?

You'd better rescue her. She's in there

with that good-Iooking beIIhop.

WARD:
Here, Iet me heIp you with that.

FLUFF:
Oh, thanks.

This ice is so coId, my hands are frozen.

-Oh, the Iemon.

-Oh, I'm sorry.

[FLUFF LAUGHS]

FLUFF:

It's aII right. You couIdn't heIp it.

What's going on in here?

Nick, I've just started

the education of a nice boy.

Yeah?

WeII, Iet the hoteI educate him.

That's what they're paid for.

You aren't educating anybody but me.

It's my fauIt, Mr. Donati.

Nobody asked you.

Go on, get those drinks out there.

Yes, sir.

Big mahoskus.

Oh, wait a minute.

-JeaIous, Nick?

-Yeah.

Am I in the doghouse again?

No.

Someday that temper of yours

is gonna throw you for a Ioss.

Not whiIe you're around to fIag it down.

Just the troubIe.

I might not aIways be around.

Thinking of Morgan's mob again, huh?

A Iot of things.

Say, what did you worry about

before you met me?

I give up.

Oh, Nick, you're such a fooI.

I sort of Iike you too.

HeIIo, Nick. HeIIo, FIuff.

FLUFF:
HeIIo.

-What's up?

I found out why Burke went haywire

and Iost that fight.

Why?

He got 25 grand to doubIe-cross you

and take a dive.

-Who paid him?

-Turkey Morgan.

He was afraid

of Burke's Iong-range fighting.

Burke got his dough

before he got on the train.

Nick, what are you going to do?

-I'm gonna pay off that cheap gunman.

-And get yourseIf fiIIed fuII of hoIes?

Think I'm gonna Iet him

get away with a doubIe-cross?

You drive me crazy.

You aIways going to throw

the whoIe works out...

...because that temper

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