Baby Face Page #3

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I hate crowds.

Don't you?

The boss won't be back for an hour.

Well, then why don't we go in

and talk this over.

- Is that a permanent?

- Yeah, they do it for 3.35...

...at Boin's Beauty Shop.

- Where's that at?

- 81 st and Broadway.

- See that this gets off at once.

- Yes, sir.

- Thought any more about that girl?

- No.

Mr. Brody, she's smart and...

I told you once, I don't need

any more girls in my department.

- Seventy-nine.

- Seventy-nine.

One twenty-one.

One twenty-one.

One twenty-two.

I'll be right back.

Oh, Mr. McCoy, those papers

will be ready in 10 minutes.

Oh, thanks very much.

- Who's that girl?

- That's the girl I've been telling you about.

- One twenty-two.

- One thirty.

One thirty.

- Two hundred and fifty-two.

- Well...

...maybe I could use her.

Well, Mr. Brody, she's very intelligent.

She's head and shoulders above

any other girl in the place.

That so?

- Hey, sign this, will you?

- Hello, stupid.

- Are you married?

- No, and I know the next answer:

I don't live with my folks. Someday

that signature will be worth money.

Yeah, they laughed when

I sat down to play the piano.

This is the Benson mortgage.

Will you look it over now?

Is the insurance clause here?

Everything's incorporated in it.

Stick around after 5.

Yes, this is a very serious case.

I'm afraid we'll have to foreclose.

Look at that, will you? Sickening,

the way those two carry on.

You'd never think he had

a wife and three kids.

Oh, hello, Jimmy.

Listen, Baby Face,

how about having dinner tonight?

- I got two tickets for Vanities.

- Oh, I'd love to, but I can't tonight.

Well, I never see you anymore.

I never see anybody anymore.

I'm working so hard.

- Gee, but l...

- I'm sorry.

I have to go to bed early every night.

Excuse me, will you?

You don't know you're out

till they stop counting.

Wake up, kid. Baby Face is

moving out of your class.

Oh, not here. Somebody might...

- Has Mr. Brody left yet?

- No, Mr. Stevens, I believe he's still here.

Brody.

Brody!

This is an outrage.

A man in your position.

Get your check at once.

Young woman!

We have no place here for a girl

of your sort. You're through tonight.

Why, Mr. Stevens, it wasn't my fault.

He followed me in there.

What could I do? He's my boss,

and I have to earn my living.

Oh, I'm so ashamed. It's the first time

anything like that has ever happened to me.

Well, I'll...

I'll think it over.

Report tomorrow as usual.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Stevens.

Mr. Stevens' office.

No, he ain't. I mean, isn't.

Thank you.

- For Mr. Stevens.

- Oh, thanks.

Do you think you'll be able to get off

in time to go shopping?

- I don't...

- I'll take this in.

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