No Man of Her Own Page #2

And those radiograms you sent me.

You know you set the boat on fire?

Charlie had to spit twice

to put it out.

Three times.

Oh, I've got to see you for five

minutes. It's important, I tell you.

Babe, I miss you so.

You can't let me down this way

after what we've been to each other.

You know, what gets me is why

women can't laugh when it's over.

It was all right, wasn't it?

What you bawling about?

When you joined up with us, it was a

business proposition, pure and simple.

Keep it simple, will you?

Why did you make love to me?

Go on, tell me. Why did you?

You know

I'm a hit-and-run guy.

Never going to have to

comb any gal out of my hair.

I'm free, see? And ankle-chains

give me the jitters.

Not even answering

my radiograms.

I ever tell you I loved you?

You bet I didn't.

I'm a square shooter.

I tell you, you can't walk

out on me now, I won't let you.

Think you're a big wag,

don't you?

Well, if you walk out on me

now, it's for good.

I knew you were a good sport.

I'll ditch the whole works, I'll

go to Morton, I'll tell him...

Sure you'll go to the police, the

newspapers. I play it on my drum.

I'll jump off this roof,

believe me.

I can't depend on you.

(DOORBELL BUZZING)

You'll probably have

your chance to talk now.

How are you, Mr. Collins?

Nice to see you.

Thought it was you, Mr.

Stewart. Saw you in the hall.

I have friends

in the building.

I am glad you dropped in.

Sit down.

Let me mix you a drink.

Oh, excuse me, Mr. Collins.

Miss Everly, my fiance.

How do you do? I met Mr.

Collins on the boat, going over.

That's funny. On the boat

coming back, too. Coincidence.

Oh, card game, eh? Didn't

know you like cards, Stewart.

Didn't see you touch them

on the boat.

I never play cards

with strangers.

You know those sharks

on ocean liners.

Beautiful crossing, wasn't it?

Smoothest sailing boat

I've ever been on.

Funny.

Doing nothing but bump

into old friends tonight.

Just ran across Morton

downstairs.

Morton? Really?

Just left here.

Yeah, he told me

you had a little card game.

Friends for years.

Well, Babe, you're not gonna

get away with it this time.

I've wised up Morton plenty

about you and your crowd.

I don't know what you're talking about.

But if you wanna make a pitch, go ahead.

Get someone to

book your charge.

I know how you work.

Morton won't stand front page stuff.

His daughter's being married next week.

But when I get through with

him, he'll be seeing it my way.

And I'll be seeing you.

So long.

Babe, sure wish you'd take me with you.

All right, all right, won't say it again.

I told you, I want you to keep your

eyes on Collins and your fist on Kay.

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