The Night They Raided Minsky's

Look, I pay you to be funny,

not nauseating. That was nauseating.

I'm sorry, Billy, but I just lost a bet.

Yeah. I beg him not to bet me.

He always loses.

- I do not!

- Of course you do.

- Look...

- All right, all right, never mind.

- Hand me that chair, will you?

- What chair?

That one. Hurry.

- There's no chair there.

- Of course there is. Don't be ridiculous.

Look, you say there's no chair there,

and I say there is.

Will you give me a buck if I'm wrong?

- You've got a bet!

- Okay, I'm wrong. See what I mean?

How many times did I tell you?

I don't like you coming across the street

in the middle of a performance.

Mr. Minsky, look,

we just finished "Crazy House"

and there's six and a half minutes to go

before "Two Gentlemen."

I don't care. Goodbye, goodbye!

I'm talking business with my father.

Yes, the renewal of the lease.

And I have come here to help you.

Some help.

Like a broken arm to a butcher!

Oh!

Very nicely put, "Oh!"

I wish I'd thought of that.

Trim Houlihan! My favorite patron!

Now, what would Minsky's Burlesque

be without you?

I ain't putting no money

into burlesque, Minsky.

Well, who said anything

about putting money...

I didn't say anything.

Did you hear me say...

Hey, the girls in the show,

they all good girls?

I mean, come on now,

they can't all be good girls.

Well, some yes and some no.

What do you say about 50 percent?

I mean, not more than half of them

can be good girls.

Look, Trim, I'm considering

taking in a full partner.

Now, you could buy in

for a measly two-hundred grand.

A hundred and ninety.

For you, your old man'll take back

a small second.

Besides, I ain't so sure

that burlesque is a good investment.

But Minsky's Burlesque is.

Look, Trim, would you invest in a swamp?

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