Bad Girl Page #7

Your staying there until almost 4:00.

You mean well, Edna,

but that's a lot of hooey.

- Where were ya?

- Where do you think, Edna?

- I'm gonna get married.

- No.

So, it's as bad as that, huh?

What do you mean

it's as bad as that?

I thought girls brought their fellas around

and showed them off first to their families.

They do in families where

they ain't treated like prisoners.

Yeah? Well, not that you'd have

brains enough to know it...

but I've been a pretty good

brother to you, see?

I've been a father and a mother to ya.

I'm supporting this house.

And you've got some nerve

comin' in at 4:
00 in the morning...

tellin' me that

you're gonna get married.

Why do you object?

You don't even know the fella.

No, but I'm going to.

Bring him around. Let him meet your family,

like any decent fella would want to do.

And after a while,

if I think he's all right...

you can marry him.

- After a while?

- Oh, that gets a rise out of you, does it?

I thought it would.

One of them rush marriages.

- What do you mean?

- You know what I mean.

- You don't know that I did anything wrong.

- I can put two and two together.

- Oh,Jim, you're rotten.

- You can prove that you're not.

You tell me that you'll wait, or I'll know

that you gotta marry this guy.

And if that's the case,

I don't want you in the house.

- Now, what do you think about that?

- Where'll I go?

Go back where you come from,

you little tramp.

And get out now.

You won't take any clothes with you either.

I paid for every rag

you got on your back.

Go on. Get out.

You deserve everything

you're gettin'.

Sure does.

A girl brought up under the influence

of a fine brother like you got.

You'll probably end up in the streets.

That's what you got in your mind, ain't it,Jim?

And I won't be sorry for her either.

No, I don't expect you to be sorry for her,Jim.

But let her have her clothes.

- I paid for 'em.

- Yeah, but don't be cheap.

Let her find out there ain't another man

who'll treat her as white as her own brother did.

Go on.

Let her have her clothes.

All rlght. Get 'em, and get out.

Hey, Dot.

Hey.

- Where you goin'?

- With the kid, you big bully.

You called her a tramp, didn't ya?

Just because she stayed out until 4:00

in the morning and you suspect where she was.

Well, I stayed out until 4:00 in the morning,

and you knew where I was.

So I got a pretty good idea

what you think of me.

I'll see you in the cemetery.

Go on, Dot.

Wake up, Dotty. Wake up.

Hello, Floyd.

Ma just hollered

across the air shaft...

and said that she was

makin' breakfast for a new bride.

Are you a new bride?

Yes, darling.

I'm going to be today.

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