Beaches Page #2

My mama told me

that's the glory of

Love

Oh, great.

Really.

CC.

CC, come here

and meet Mr. Melman.

- Hi, Mr. Melman.

- Hi, CC.

Mr. Melman came all the way

from Hollywood--

lris Myandowski's

auditioning too?

Hey, CC, it wouldn't

be fair not to let--

- I thought it was just me, Leona !

- It was, sweetie.

But Mrs. Myandowski wants

her little girl to have--

She found out from you, didn't she?

You were bragging again.

- Werent you, Leona !

- Im so proud of you, sweetheart.

lris is ready,

Mr. Melman.

- What a beautiful child.

- I told you.

Who cares

what she looks like?

All she knows how to do

is walk on her hands.

- It's your fault ! It's your

fault they picked her !

- Please, don't say that.

- I can't breathe.

- It should have been me !

- You keep bragging about me !

You gotta stop !

- Everybodys gonna hear.

- You're ruining my career !

- Honey, look,

Im gonna have an attack.

- I hate Iris Myandowski !

- Im having palpitations.

You're always sorry !

Just leave me alone !

- Leave me alone !

- Please, will you stop it, honey?

Look, Im all flushed.

What are you doing to me?

- Calm down, honey. Please.

- She got the job. I didn't.

- I didn't mean to brag.

- Iris Myandowski's

a hand-walking queer.

Please, CC.

Please, stop it.

- Honey, please.

- I hate my life.

Now, come on.

Get out of there.

Where are you?

Come on, CC.

What do you say,

we just pack it in...

and we go back

to the Bronx, huh?

You could hang out

at the pool with the other kids.

You could see your daddy.

And then, maybe

your daddy will take you

to Mr. Cohen's candy store.

You'll have a nice malted and those

little chocolate-covered

cherries you like.

Wouldn't that be a nice idea,

honey?

Dont you want to go home,

baby?

Come on, give me a smile,

honey, huh?

Okay, Leona.

Let's go home.

Okay.

Ill be right back.

Yoo-hoo, Mr. Pinkers !

The Blooms are quitting.

Find another kid

to work for bubkes.

Personally...

I think walking on your hands

is kind of creepy.

Yeah?

And you're the best singer

I ever saw.

Yeah.

- You ready?

- Ready.

Bunny rabbit.

How'd my hair come out?

This is your half. and my address

is on the back.

It doesn't say

San Francisco.

That's because I don't live

exactly in San Francisco.

I live just outside,

in Atherton.

I live exactly in the Bronx, but Im

Leaving when Im a big star.

- Thanks, mister.

- Anytime.

Id like to buy you a soda

for walking me back.

Sure. Bread and butter.

What are we

doing here?

We're getting ice cream sodas.

Come on.

There were sodas

on the boardwalk.

Youll love

the sodas here.

But people are looking

at me.

- So what?

-What do you mean,

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