Valentino Page #4

on some dame all...

...all his life.

Is that where you discovered him,

in a cabaret?

I just happened to be at Baron Long's

on the night of his...

...farewell performance.

Ach, du lieber Himmel,

so 'ne Scheisse!

Now, look!

You got two more shows yet.

- How about easing up on that, huh?

- Look!

I've been in this business twenty years,

I know my limit.

Sister, you are the limit.

- Can I have a word with you, Valenti?

- Valentino.

Hey! Anything...

Hey, anything you gotta say to him,

you can say to me.

It's my act, not his.

OK, then you listen to me.

Now, I've got a bunch of this movie crowd

coming in for the next show,

- and they're a pretty bad bunch.

- What'd you expect?

- Los Angeles is still a cow town.

- Right.

Then don't try

slipping these jokers the bull.

You're not satisfied with our act,

I take it, Mr Long?

- Baron Long, if you don't mind.

- Ah, excuse me.

Oh, come on, she's so far over the hill,

she's below sea level.

I know this isn't the Cocoanut Grove...

but I expect something for my money!

I fell for your charm.

Without these movie slobs,

I'm just another beer joint.

So, you better get Miss Tain here

to tighten up her two-step,

or you'll both be practising on the sidewalk.

Get the drift?

See you out there in twenty minutes.

Sober.

Wiedersehen.

Charming individual.

You'll forgive me, Miss Tain,

but perhaps he has a point.

- If you'd awakened in time for rehearsal...

- Aw, stow the eager beaver stuff!

Anytime you want to...

That two-bit musical I found you in

in Omaha,

anytime you want to catch up to it OK,

or New York,

maybe you want to walk back

into that de Saulles mess?

A little hot for you still, huh?

No!

You're lucky to be touring the boonies

after what you did, killing a man.

If you're keeping those lapels polished

for a comeback, forget it.

They have a long memory in New York.

They seem to have forgotten you...

easily enough.

Mr Kid Gloves.

Is that what all those ladies paid you for?

A real lady never pays for anything,

Miss Tain.

Is that right?

Well, God help you, junior.

If you ever have anything worth taking,

some bright b*tch is gonna give you

the ride of your life.

Hey, I'm sorry.

It... it wouldn't have worked out with you

and that de Saulles dame anyway.

Got a pin?

(# Orchestra plays jaunty tune)

Pull the other one.

Hey, girls.

A big train in a small tunnel.

Just like last night. Ooh...

Die grosse Welt. The star of stars.

Baron Long... time no see.

You're looking great, Bear-on.

And your brother, huh?

Welcome to your favourite...

your favourite place.

- I bearly saw it.

- Your new table, Fatty.

- Mr Fatty!

- Mr Fatty.

Hey, put it there, Baron.

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