Love Before Breakfast Page #3

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Listen, Kay. I didn't realize he meant so much to

you. Let me tell you something, Little Napolon.

This is one time your button-pushing

isn't gonna do you any good.

Bill is gonna be closer to me in Japan than

you can ever hope to be here in New York.

Kay, I-

Oh, go away.

Get me a cab.

Follow that cab,

and step on it!

Good evening, sir.

Hello.

Your hat, sir. Your hat.

Well, well.

This is a small world.

Fancy running into the very person

I had hoped to see.

Did I catch a glimpse of you going into

a telegraph office? You certainly did.

And Bill will be back

on the first boat.

Thank you.

I wish you hadn't done that.

Mmm! Mmm!

Is that beautiful!

Here's where I go to work.

Don't you wish you could?

How much says I can't?

Make it easy on yourself.

Ten bucks.

It's a bet.

You'd better pin back your ears.

This is gonna be good.

It's an easy 10.

Um-

Uh, it's- it's stuck.

Thanks.

How about a little drink

for the old alma mater?

Oh. Students? I should say

not. We're football players.

That looks poisonous. Let me buy you a real

drink. I like this one, if you don't mind.

Oh, come on, toots.

Have a drink with me.

I crave companionship.

You should join a sorority.

Let me fix it for ya.

Have you ever been hit

with a slot machine?

I- I bet the fellows 10 bucks

you'd have a drink with me.

Come on. Be a good-

Is this youngster annoying you?

Not at all. Be a good Scout, sonny,

and toddle back to your table.

I wish you'd stop interfering

with my affairs.

Oh. I didn't know

this was an affair.

Well, whatever it is,

I can do without you nicely.

Madam, is this old gentleman

annoying you?

Yes. Very decidedly.

So maybe you'd better

totter back to your table.

Don't try to be funny.

Uh, somebody, uh,

looking for trouble?

Yes. And somebody's going to get it. Now get back to your table

- all of you.

Wait a minute. Who do you

think you're- Why, you-

Old gray mare

She ain't what she used to be

She ain't what she used to be

She ain't what she used to be

The old gray mare

She ain't what she used to be

Many long years ago I thought

it was pretty good as fights go.

Your tactics are a trifle dirty.

I picked them up in the oil fields.

But I must give you credit

for a good left hook. Thanks.

I never felt anything like it.

The old gray mare

She ain't what she used to be

Many long years ago

Oh.

Kay?

Hmm?

Kay.

Yes, Mother.

Here's a cablegram for you, dear.

Oh, darling. Read it to me, will you?

What on earth are you doing to that

hat? Covering my eye. What do you think?

It looks dreadful. What does

he say? When is he coming back?

Who? Bill. Will you

read that cable to me?

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