The Trouble with Girls Page #2

She didn't turn in her receipts.

What are you, some kind

of a wiseapple or something?

What's the snotty look for?

Now, come on, what's the look for?

It's dirty thoughts, kiddo.

That's why you have pimples.

Now, listen to me.

This is the third time today

I've caught you eating.

Yesterday you had four

double hamburgers...

...two chocolate malts,

four phosphates...

...three pies and a banana split.

Now, you're not gonna

eat me out of business.

Because from now on, I'm gonna take

inventory around here twice a day.

And when I do, I'm gonna count

every hamburger patty, every bun...

You have something

you wanna say to me?

Come on, say it!

Can I have a little time off

so I can go to the Chautauqua?

Damn the Chautauqua!

We still got reams of single tickets

available for later in the week.

I got that feeling of trouble

right here in my shoulder again too.

Oh, yeah. The cannibals are complaining

that their mattresses are too lumpy.

- I told them to quit eating them.

- It was nice to have met you, Mrs. Bix.

- And you should be very proud of Carol.

- Yes, I am.

I can't believe it.

That lady said...

...that you were the most

talented kid she'd ever heard.

- She said Willy was good too.

- Oh, of course.

- What's in your hand?

- A dollar.

Oh, that's nice.

But to be the lead in the pageant...

This is the best thing that has

ever happened to us.

And to think that

I wasn't even gonna go.

I bet we're gonna get out

of Radford Center now.

I know we're gonna get out.

And we're gonna get you someplace...

...where you can really

get to be somebody.

- Where are you gonna go and when?

- Oh, well, I don't know when.

But probably New York or Chicago.

And I'm gonna get you a boyish bob

and all new clothes.

- Just because of the pageant?

- Oh, well, you don't understand.

Oh, well, I mean, I give you

that it isn't the Ziegfeld Follies.

But it's a beginning.

The Methodists make better

cookies than the Lutherans.

- Let me see.

- Just you wait and see. They'll all see.

This whole town will see, because

one day, we're gonna come back here.

We'll just be passing through. And they'll

all come to the train depot to meet us.

And I'll have on a long fur coat. I think

I'll even get you a dress from Paris.

That's Paris, France.

And I'll have on long, black gloves

and they'll bring me flowers...

...to the observation car,

where we'll be standing...

Bye, Mr. Hamilton.

You were a peachy Don Giovanni.

See you next year, Mr. Hayes!

The Pagliacci was great.

Miss O'Brien, those numbers

from Ada made me cry. Honest.

- Boy, it really works.

- What works?

My new way of remembering

people's names.

There's so many people, I had to find

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