Lullaby of Broadway Page #2

Ln a telephone booth?

I've arranged that too.

Tomorrow the Hubbells throw a party.

Half of Broadway is the entertainment.

- You come back and steal the show.

- Lf l can get in.

Here's your invitation.

L made out the guest list.

No, Lefty.

L couldn't face her. L-

She'd know. She'd-

How? Who's gonna tell her?

Look at me.

Greenwich Village Gertie.

It'll be like the old days.

Everybody in town will be there.

Lights, music...

and Jessica Howard. You'll be a smash.

Do you really think

l could get away with it?

If Jessica Howard

can't play Jessica Howard, who can?

All right, Lefty, l'll try.

- Nine o'clock?

- Sure, sure.

- But promise me one thing.

- Not a drop.

Everything's gonna be all right.

Incidentally, the kid's a knockout.

Like her mother.

Hit me again, Joe.

It's homecoming day.

Hi.

Hello.

Is it all right if l go upstairs

and look around?

- L don't know.

- My mother wrote...

and told me so much about this place.

I'd like to see it.

Oh, l guess it'll be all right.

Mr. and Mrs. Hubbell are asleep by now.

- Right up those stairs.

- Thanks.

Oh, listen, while you're staying here...

keep away from Mrs. Hubbell

if you can.

Thanks for the tip.

Oh, this house is so wonderful.

- Mother must be doing all right, huh?

- Oh, yes, she's really flying.

Oh, l'm so sorry.

- L thought you were asleep.

- Who are you? What are you doing here...

- twisting around in my living room?

- I'm Miss Howard.

- This means something?

- L hope l didn't disturb you...

but l just wanted to sort of

have a look around the house.

- Isn't that a beautiful painting?

- Painting? Madam, this is not a museum.

People don't come in off the streets.

Don't do that. Lt's liable to leave a ring.

Do you realize how much

a table like this costs?

You are in the furniture business now?

You shouldn't take advantage

that my mother's out of town...

- and abuse her furnishings.

- L abuse what l want!

Please don't spill any more beer. How

would you like it if this were your house?

Right now l wouldn't like it.

What is this?

- Better l get the police.

- Something wrong, sir?

Yes. This girl, she comes in my house,

she dances around in circles.

She won't let me drip beer

on my own rug.

L sneak down to get away

from Mrs. Hubbell, and what do l get?

- Another Mrs. Hubbell.

- Leave everything to me.

Come, l have good news about your mother.

Wait for me downstairs.

- I'll explain everything.

- What's going on in my own house?

Who is she?

Do you remember many years ago you

backed a Broadway show, Pretty Lady?

- Of course.

- Remember the star?

Yeah, Jessica Howard.

How could l forget?

A wonderful woman.

Too bad what happened to her.

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