The Toy Page #2

You ready?

[LAUGHS]

Take it easy, Fancy.

WOMAN:

Miss Jackie Brown.

Is there no Miss Jackie Brown?

Huh? That's me.

Miss Jackie Brown.

I got it.

Not you. We need a part-time woman.

I can be a part-time woman.

I'm a part-time woman.

Jackie Brown.

Heh, heh, heh.

Man, no jive. This is...

That's good. That's very good.

You're what we call "overqualified."

Mr. Brown, we're looking for a woman

to do a little part-time cleaning,

and you're a journalist.

Go see the people

in Mr. Bates' newspaper.

The Bugle.

They're not hiring any blacks.

Is this a protest?

You're not starting a sit-in, are you?

I just want a job.

Oh, here's your phi Beta. I'm sorry.

I can do anything a woman can do.

Almost.

No. Answer's no.

No now. No tomorrow.

No next week.

No next month. No next year.

You know what I like about

this outfit, Mr. Morehouse?

Its open-mindedness.

I think you're trouble.

Mr. Bates doesn't want any trouble.

Thank you for coming. My secretary

will give you a parking validation.

No trouble. I'm not trouble.

My girlfriend, she's trouble.

Is she foxy? Ha-ha-ha.

What kind of trouble could she be?

Oh, she's a legal staff

for the local Klanwatch.

She's very litigious.

[KNUCKLES CRACKING]

Litigious.

That means she sues people?

Like in court.

Oh. Why don't you sit down.

You don't want this job.

No. I'll be truthful with you.

You'd have to come in two days,

at noon on Tuesdays and Fridays

to help serve a staff luncheon.

I worked through college

waiting tables.

Every weeknight you have to clean

the window displays for three hours.

I'll take it.

It's that bad out there?

Worse.

How attached are you to that beard?

I'm not gonna vacuum with my beard.

That's the '60s. This is the '80s.

You see, we're all part

of Mr. Bates' family here.

And none of us have beards.

I will not be denied, Sidney.

[HUMMING]

She's busy.

Come back about 3:00.

I'm looking for

Miss Ruby D. Simpson.

That's me. What do you want?

I'm the new cleaning lady.

[WOMEN LAUGHING]

Lord have mercy.

Morehouse done flipped his wig.

No, ma'am.

I'm the new cleaning lady.

[CHUCKLES]

Come on, honey. Walk this way.

[]

Move it.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

MOREHOUSE:

He's gonna want to see all of this.

So you know what your job is.

Of course,

you want to be ready, right?

Chicken, Mr. Morehouse?

[TALKING INDISTINCTLY]

Oh, God.

Mr. Morehouse.

Please get some trousers on

before Mr. Bates sees you, okay?

Okay, pilgrim.

Here you go. Chicken.

Here you go. Big dipper.

Chicken from the back. Bam.

[PHONE RINGING]

U.S.

ALL:
Hello, U.S.

MEN:
Good morning, U.S.

WOMAN:
Good morning, U.S.

MAN 1:
How do you do, U.S.?

MAN 2:
Morning, U.S.

RUBY:
Mr. U.S., phone.

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