Midnight Mary Page #2

Say, you ought to be on the stage.

You think you're kidding?

Oh, I've had more people tell me...

...I'd make a great emotional...

Actress.

Excuse me.

You know, I think

you've stumbled on something there.

- I'd give that a lot of thought if I were you.

- Why not?

Mary, you better begin thinking

about your career too.

You know, in these days,

a girl has gotta specialize.

Well, let me see,

I could be a lady barber...

...or I could be

a mayonnaise-dressing demonstrator.

That ought to be good.

Gee, honey...

...you've had an awful tough time.

Now, don't go get me feeling sorry

for myself, will you?

Think of my morale.

What's that?

I don't know.

But it's something you gotta keep up.

That's enough of that.

Here.

Sit down, boys, we gotta talk business.

Are you interested?

Go on, honey, relax.

You're gonna stay.

Sure, she's gonna stay.

Besides, it's raining outside.

- Oh, what have I got to lose?

- Now you're talking, baby.

You don't see any ribs sticking out here,

do you? And you're not going to.

He's a pretty smart boss, Mary.

Listen, I'm going a long way.

I got it all figured out, see?

And those that stick with me

won't have a thing to worry about.

- Good evening, sir.

- Good evening.

Good evening. Good evening.

Oh, oh.

Queenie, Queenie, be a good girl now.

Queenie, you little... Bad girl. Tsk-tsk.

Bad girl.

You know, this is becoming irksome.

- Hello, Churchill, how's the boy?

- Good evening, Mr. Ricci.

- Anybody home?

- No.

- We've all went to the opera.

- Oh.

Oh, how's Mama's

little bunch of sweetness?

Oh, I feel fine.

Not you, you big ape.

Come on.

- Hey, look what I got for you.

- What?

Orchids.

- How many?

- Six.

Oh, that's vulgar.

I never wear more than four.

Oh, that's all right. Suit yourself, kid.

Hello, Churchie old boy.

I'm always glad to see you.

What a nice boy. Let's fix this bow.

Hey, what do you think of this suit, huh?

I got it from some tailors downtown.

- Some class, eh?

- The coat's too long.

Too long?

Hey, Puggy,

what do you think of this suit?

Good, huh?

Hmm? Oh, it's all right.

The coat's a little bit short.

Short?

Oh, what do you two guys

know about it?

Just a couple of dumb thugs.

Hey, Leo,

what do you think of my new suit?

Fine.

The coat's a little too tight.

Too tight?

That's what I said.

Transgressor in the third, 6 grand, huh?

Say, Mary, how do you like my new suit?

Whose is it?

Oh...

Ain't he cute? He's only 6.

- Say, listen, one more word out of you...

- What word do you want?

- Oh!

Oh, baby, I'm sorry.

- You know I didn't mean it.

- Aw. Now there's nothing left but marriage.

I like your new suit, darling.

I thought you would, honey.

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