Bad Girl

I'm 'most frightened to death.

Sure, after you've done it eight or nine times,

you won't even give it a thought.

- Gee, Dot, you look swell.

- Am I all right?

Lovely.

dddd

Well, there goes

the maiden's prayer.

I wonder how I'll act.

It's like diving overboard-you never know

how the water's going to be till you hit it.

- I'm so nervous.

- Say...

if I could look like you

in a wedding gown, I'd be a bigamist.

Come on.

dddd

I say, isn't that girl

in the bride's outfit a new model?

Why, yes. She's a salesgirl downstairs.

We're trying her out.

She's got my okay.

These guys usually make wisecracks.

Don't let it bother you.

I know all the answers-

men have been insulting me for years.

Say, beautiful.

Doing anything tonight?

I'm taking my two

pet fish out for a drive.

There'll be room for another

if you'd care to go.

Don't talk back to them.

You'll get fired.

When they deliver baloney at my door,

I always give them a receipt.

dddd

Honestly, if I ever met a fella...

that didn't try to date me up right off

the bat, I think I'd fall on his neck.

He'd probably be too weak to hold you up.

Oh, men are all alike.

Rich or poor-

when it comes to women,

they've only got one idea in their head.

Take those fellas out there today-

When they didn't try to date you up...

you could tell what they were thinking

by the way they looked at ya.

And it isn't only those

swell society guys either.

Ridin' the subways during the rush hour,

fellas brushin' up against you-you know what.

Or sit in the theater.

Right away some stranger...

takes a seat next to you

and that knee business starts.

- You said it.

- Don't I know it?

- Well, I'm off. Good night.

- Good night.

After all, I guess

nature made men that way.

It's their great weakness.

And how we women

encourage that weakness.

- Well, I don't.

- Oh, no. I know you don't, Dot.

- Oh, Mlss Haley.

- Yes, Mr. Thompson.

- Good night, Dot. Good night.

- So long.

I just wanted to tell you

how awfully well you did this afternoon.

- Oh, thank you so much, Mr. Thompson.

- You were marvelous.

It's been such a hot day-

I thought you might like to take a drive.

Oh, I'd just love to,

Mr. Thompson, but, you see...

- my husband's a prizefighter.

- Oh.

Yes. And he heard about a fella here in

the store who tried to make a date with me...

and he's waiting downstairs

now to beat him up.

- Well- Oh.

- Yes.

Well, you know, when I asked you to take

the ride, I had nothing wrong in mind.

Oh, no, Mr. Thompson.

You see, I never think of things like that.

Well, good night.

Gee, Dot, that husband prizefighter

gag's a pip.

I'm gonna use that one too.

- Don't men ever think of anything else?

- Well, hardly ever.

dddd

dddd

What are you looking at the river for, baby?

You ain't expecting anybody, are ya?

Yeah, my grandfather's

swimming in from Europe tonight.

I got ya. Well...

when the old guy gets here,

give him my best regards.

You think you can spare any?

Hey, Dot.

- Hey, Dot. Come on. I've got something to show ya.

- What?

- There's a fella over here who won't flirt.

- There ain't no such animal.

- On the level.

- His wife must be watching him.

No, he's all alone.

A girl can't get a tumble.

A girl can't get a tumble?

Wanna bet a quarter?

- That you can make him speak to you?

- Yeah!

- All right. A quarter.

- The bet's on. Where is he?

Come on.

dd

d You want a little sweet

Come, come, say pretty please d

d Come on, baby

and beg for it d

d You want a little kiss

So pucker up like this d

d Coax me

nice and gentle, baby d

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