A Tree Grows in Brooklyn Page #6

Johnny, you all right?

And why not?

Ain't I married to

the most beautiful lady

in all Williamsburg,

Brooklyn?

Well, you're shouting

it so loud

they'll hear you

over to Manhattan.

Don't you get fresh with

me tonight, Mrs. Nolan.

Happens I'm working Klommer's

big wedding party.

I thought you looked

kinda extra dressy.

I guess you won't get home

until the sun comes up.

The later, the better.

The more tips,

the more fine silk stockings

for my wife's pretty legs.

Silk stockings is

just what I need!

Now, just a minute,

Mrs. Nolan.

Ain't you gonna give me

a kiss for luck?

The whole house

is looking.

Sure. I know they're

looking, but who cares?

This is the finest job

I had in months.

Maybe I'll get

more from tonight.

You better get on with it.

Good jobs don't wait.

But the job's no good

without you. Kiss me.

Well, you still got a way

with you, Johnny Nolan.

Now, go on!

Get out of here!

Before you know it,

the folks at that wedding

will be an old,

married couple.

Before you know it,

I won't go at all.

Theirs ain't the only

marriage that counts.

Take your hat

and get out of here

before someone else

cops that job!

Our Francie was

telling me that

Sissy's gone

and done it again.

Well, maybe

he's a nice fella.

Don't be too hard

on her, huh?

They was all nice fellas.

Beat it, now, Johnny.

That's just a sample, madam.

If you like my stock,

drop me a card

and I'll be back again.

Good evening.

Well, will you look at our

beautiful princess tonight

in a brand-new gown.

It's made out of silk.

Silk?

Don't you tell me that.

This dress is made out of

flower petals and birds' wings

and a little old

piece of cloud.

Anybody can tell that.

Good evening,

Mr. Spencer.

Working tonight, Johnny?

Yeah. Big wedding party.

Good evening,

Miss Lizzie, Miss Maggie.

You're looking fine today,

Mr. Nolan. Indeed, you are.

Thank you, ladies.

Here comes the bride

Here...

- Good evening, young ladies.

- Good evening.

Allow me, princess.

Blackberries!

I got blackberries!

Hi, Mr. Ching.

Hello.

What did Mama say about Aunt

Sissy? Now don't worry about it.

Everything's

gonna be all right.

Your Aunt Sissy's

a fine woman, Francie.

Look at them things!

There's no use talking. Someday

I'm gonna buy you them skates.

Mama says not to be

too late, Papa.

Look.

God invented time.

And when he invents something,

there's always plenty of it.

There's your car, Papa.

Boy!

Look at them knives!

Mama says

time is money.

I guess he wasn't worrying

much about money right then.

There's your car, Papa.

Well, I might

as well catch it.

Ice! Any ice today?

Supper's ready.

Hey. Am I hungry!

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