The Tarnished Angels Page #3
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Yes or no?
Quit playing the dummy. You
Laverne, why don't
you say something?
Eight.
You throw them.
Why, you dirty, no-good louse.
Step outside, I'll
kick your teeth in.
Roll the dice.
(SHOUTS)
Roll the dice!
Ok, I lose. I marry Laverne.
She gets the winner.
We left the caf.
We went to our hotel, changed
into our Sunday clothes.
And then we went looking for
a justice of the peace.
About three in the morning,
Did you feel any shame at all?
Yes, I felt shame.
Long before the dice game.
would you have married Jiggs?
No.
No.
I'd have gone off somewhere, alone.
You see... I had no reason
What time is it?
About two o'clock.
Just woke out of a nightmare.
I was going down in flames,
shot down by Baron Richthofen.
(CHUCKLES)
You know, I'm hungry.
- Must be strong salami.
- The stronger the better.
Compliments of a restaurateur
with a long memory.
Claude Mollet.
- The power of the press, huh?
- No. Just a Frenchman,
who never forgot that you flew for
France in the Lafayette Escadrille.
- Vive la France.
- And that's not all.
He's throwing a party for all you
barnstormers Mardi Gras night.
The party's in your honour.
Everything's on the house.
That's the way it used to be in France.
Every night was Saturday night.
Every Dawn was Monday morning.
Only the fellas who were
honoured at the parties
are those that never came back.
It's French Burgundy.
You can have your bed back.
Half of it, anyway.
Hey, why don't you ask me how
much I dropped last night?
- Where'd you play?
- Willie's.
I was filling those inside straights
when his missus blew the whistle.
- On the level, what'd you do last night?
- Nothing much.
Just sat up half the night
discussing literature and life
with a beautiful,
half-naked blonde.
You'd better change bootleggers.
Well, here I am, early,
bright and sober.
Good. I'll put a gold star
after your next by-line.
My cup runneth over.
- I'm covering the air show.
- According to my assignment book,
Senator Griffin, who's keen to run against
Hoover, is at the St Charles Hotel...
You're boring me.
And I've assigned the
distinguished Burke Devlin...
The devil you have.
- Read it and weep.
- I'm covering the air show.
For what newspaper? The Hobo News?
Be reasonable.
This could be the best human-interest
yarn I ever latched on to.
Senator Griffin is a more important
story than even the Mardi Gras.
Would it be if four
visitors from a strange,
faraway planet were
to land in the city?
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