Nothing Sacred Page #2
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New Yorkers snoopin' around.
- OK, sister. And how much do I owe you?
- Well, you've tooken up my time...
Thank you very much. I'm sorry that
I've tooken up so much of your time.
Sorry.
- Oh. Good morning.
Is Dr. Downer in?
- Yep.
- Is that his office?
- Yep.
Would you tell him Mr. Cook
would like to see him?
Tell him yourself.
- Dr. Downer?
- Yep!
My name's Cook. I'm up
here from New York.
Sit down. I'll be
with you in a minute.
- Nice day... Yep.
- Yep.
- What have you got, young man?
Hives?
No. No hives.
Lotta hives goin' around. Mrs. George
Nasher was took yesterday. Do you know her?
Nope.
- Where did you say you were from?
- New York.
I was wondering if you you could tell
me where I could find Hazel Flagg.
- From New York, eh?
- Yep.
You know what I
think, young fella?
I think you're a newspaperman.
I can smell 'em.
I've always been able to smell 'em.
Excuse me while I open the windows.
I'll tell you briefly what
I think of newspapermen.
The hand of God reaching
down into the mire
Couldn't elevate one of them
to the depths of degradation.
Not by a million miles.
severe toward my profession.
- Not much, but just a little.
- Nothing of the sort.
I'm a fair-minded man, young fella, but
when you've been robbed, swindled, cheated
for 22 years out of a fortune, it's
pardonable to formulate an opinion!
- From New York, eh?
- Yep.
You don't happen to know of a
newspaper called the Morning Star?
You have the honor, Dr. Downer,
of addressing that newspaper's
most gifted representative.
Moses in the mountains!
You're from the Morning Star?
Don't move!
I'll show you something
that'll freeze ya!
Listen, doctor. I'm getting
sick of this taffy pull.
Where can I get hold
of Hazel Flagg?
Don't talk to me about Hazel Flagg!
No, siree!
Here's the evidence.
I appeal to you as a man of learning, Dr.
Downer. What is Miss Flagg's address?
Don't waste my time, young fella.
Here, read that.
That's a copy of an essay I wrote.
Read it. Go on.
Tit for tat.
Give me her address, and I'll pore over
these interesting documents all night.
a clean pair of hands.
Who are the six greatest Americans?
writing on one side of the paper.
And what happened? Did I
win the $10,000? No, siree.
Did I win the 5,000? Did they
even try to save their face
by giving me one of the
smaller $1,000 prizes?
Not that gang of chicken thieves!
Here's what they gave me, read it.
A check for $1.
- Young fella, for 22 years...
- I must ask you to be reasonable.
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