The Black Orchid Page #2

Then get it and go in.

Go back and laugh some more.

Oh, you heard me laughing,

huh?

All right, I'll go.

Don't bother.

I'll go.

Gee,

those flowers look real.

I thought

you were going.

Well, you said

you didn't mind company.

That's what you said.

Well,

just so it got said.

What are you mad at?

Hey, what's the matter?

Hey, you afraid to laugh?

Look at that. I got 35, 40...

I won 72 cents tonight.

I'm a very big winner.

All right, all right.

But tomorrow we play

a game of bocce, huh?

Yeah, if it's not too hot.

Frank, can you do me a favor?

What?

I'm still mad she didn't

come over tonight,

but I think she didn't

have any dinner.

You give her this,

huh?

All right.

What are you going to do,

stand there and watch? Go on in.

See you tomorrow.

( buzzer rings )

You. I nearly had

a heart attack.

I'm sorry.

I only rang the bell.

All the bad news

of my life

came when the bell

rang at night.

What do you want?

Nothing.

Just Giulia sent some dinner.

Hey,

this is a nice place.

What are you doing in here?

I hardly know you.

Sure you hardly know me.

You no sooner start

getting warm, you start yelling.

Why are you bothering me

like this?

Because I like you.

Hey.

Hey, you still

making flowers, huh?

Yes, now go home.

You know, it strikes me funny.

What's so funny?

You making flowers

at night.

You know, even God don't

make flowers at night.

To make money, people do

a lot of things God don't do.

Hey, look at that.

Orange blossoms.

Hey, these are nice.

You know, Mary...

That's my only child.

She's getting married.

Yeah, Giulia told me.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

I'm having a tuxedo made

to walk her up the aisle.

Of course, I'll probably

never wear it again,

but I figure a man should have

a tuxedo hanging in the closet.

That way, the moths

have more respect for him.

You know,

in my town in Italy,

men who laughed like you

were always the ones

with a dozen kids.

Yeah? Well, after Mary was born,

my wife, she got sick.

You're right. I should have had

a lot more, at least a boy.

By now, the house would

be a noise factory

with him running in and out.

I got a boy.

Oh, you have?

Yeah, he's in a work farm.

Oh, a work farm, huh?

You visit him a lot?

Every Sunday.

It's a long bus ride.

Well, that doesn't sound

too bad.

Four times so far,

he ran away.

They said once more,

and they'll have to put him

in a real prison.

Now please go away.

You know, uh...

You know, Sundays are nice

for a long bus ride.

Maybe this Sunday, maybe I could

come along with you?

You want to go with me

to that place?

I'd like to very much.

Why?

Well, I'd just like to.

You want to see how crying

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