Bad Girl Page #2

Hey. Ain't there any other tune

you can almost sing?

You ain't told me your name.

- Joe.

- I used to know a fella named Joe.

He drove a Ford.

Did you ever meet him?

Well, I might've, at that.

No. No.

The guy I knew drove a Chevrolet,

and his name was Fred.

No. It couldn't have

been the same guy.

- Oh, you're quite a kidder.

- Yeah, you're pretty fresh yourself.

Just fresh enough.

Say, what makes you such a grouch?

Janes like you.

You work all day in some store...

and then you rush home to sleep

at night in some stuffy tenement.

And you'll be content to do it

for the rest of your life...

because you're just a good-time girl.

This is where you wanna be,

with a lot of saps like that...

yellin' their heads off and thinkin'

they're enjoying themselves.

You ain't got brains

enough to realize...

that now is the time

you oughta be saving your money...

and trying to make something

better of yourself.

- Well, you're here, ain't ya?

- I'm here to get fresh air.

But you notice I ain't spendin'

any dough on you, don't ya?

Not even an ice cream soda.

Say, listen, you big stiff.

If you think I'm worried...

about you buying me an ice cream soda,

you're crazy.

I wouldn't be found dead with ya.

Thanks for bringing me home.

I had a swell time.

Okay.

Well, do you want to see me again?

Oh, I should say not.

But accidents will happen.

Well, I gotta go.

I gotta go upstairs now.

You see, my mother's dead,

and my brother's boss of the house.

He gets sore when I stay out late.

You know, he's careful for me.

But as Edna says,

you can't watch a girl hard enough...

to keep her good

if she don't want to be.

Get 10 cents'worth of potato salad too.

Don't brlng Llmburger.

I don't want the flat all smelled up agaln.

Oh, I know what to get.

Gee, I wish she wouldn't holler

down the stairs that way.

It don't give the house no class.

My mother always used to

holler down the stairs.

She did?

Yeah.

So's my old man. He sold his coat

for a drink and caught pneumonia.

He was a terrible lush.

Gee. My old lady was nice though.

- Hello, Dot.

- Hello, Paula.

Geez. Everything

lives in this house.

Nobody'll speak to her

anymore but me.

It makes my brother sore when I do.

But as Edna says, nobody knows whether a person's

good or bad but the person themselves.

And they won't tell.

This Edna jane does most of

your thinking, don't she?

Edna's swell. She's got a kid almost seven.

She's a widow.

Jerome 7...

4-7-5-3.

Her mother's been awful sick.

Hello? Esther?

You better come over.

Yes.

Now, Esther...

you gotta control yourself.

9:
15.

I had just looked at the clock.

You better stop in at Mr. Levant's.

Esther, you gotta get

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