Bad Girl Page #4

- Oh, I haven't any wife.

- Oh.

- That's why I'm able to pay $300 for a radio.

Well, there's something to that. Of course,

if you keep your radio turned on all the time...

you have the effect

of a wife anyway.

- Yes.

- Oh, that's good.

Ah, you hear?

That fella's got the right idea.

Eddie, now, you take

a lesson from him.

Don't get married.

Not a Chinaman's chance.

He's been getting a lot of telephone

calls lately, Mr. Lathrop.

- Ah.

- Well, I'd hate to see you making any mistake, Eddie.

Why, you can have your own

little place in six months.

- But not if you let a woman get a hold on ya.

- Oh.

I never even think about it.

That's the danger. Do you suppose any man

would ever marry if he thought of it?

Why, I can't even talk to a girl.

You know, it's funny

about me that way.

I'd like to be nice to women.

You know, say nice things to them,

like fellas can.

I can't though.

I think of nice things to say.

But when it comes to putting 'em into words-

I only say something

sarcastic and mean.

- Hello?

- But me get married?

- That's a laugh.

- Well, I hope so.

Yeah. Hey, sheikh.

Hello?

Hello, stupid.

How are ya?

Sure, it's me.

Yeah. The same place.

In front of Loft's candy store.

Listen, unconscious.

Be on time.

I ain't waitin' for any dizzy janes

on a street corner, see?

Yeah.

7:
30.

Okay.

Uh-uh.

Oh-

Waiting for me, baby?

- I'm waiting for my husband. He's the cop on this beat.

- Excuse me.

Yeah.

- I was just going.

- Well, ain't that swell.

Say, you got a lot of nerve letting me stand

out there in the pouring rain.

Gee, I didn't know it was so late.

I got to foolin' around with this thing.

Ain't it a pip?

It'll bring in anything from KGO to L20.

- No kidding.

- Yeah. Sweet job, huh?

Come here, and I'll show you

what I had to do with it.

What do I care what you had to

do with it? I'm not Marconi...

or Edison or whoever

invented the thing.

- I'm standing out there-

- All right. My mistake.

Radio's my job.

I'm gonna have my own store soon.

- I thought you were interested in my work.

- I am interested, Eddie.

But, gee, I got a right to be sore,

standing out in the rain like that.

Well, after all,

you can't saw sawdust.

What kind of a crack is that?

You can't saw sawdust. "

I mean it's done.

All I can do is say that I'm sorry.

- Do you forgive me?

- Well, I got a right to be sore.

All right. You're sore.

What are you kicking about?

- Well, I got a right.

- All right.

- Well?

- Well?

Aw, come on.

Say you forgive me.

Aw, come on. Come on.

Come on. Say it.

Come on. Come on.

Okay.

How'd you ever find the place?

I remember you said it was

on the third floor in the front.

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