Born to Be Bad Page #5

both of you.

Stop turning your head

and hold still.

Are you

this disagreeable

to all the women

you paint?

Yes, if they persist

in talking.

You don't care much

for women, do you?

My dear girl,

apart from painting,

my major occupation is convincing

husbands that i'm harmless.

Now can we get to work?

You would like to have

this shown, wouldn't you?

Of course i would. I've even

sacrificed business school for you.

Immediately

after flunking out.

That's not true.

Relax.

This is gobby.

I suppose you're

walking out on me again

this afternoon

with nick.

Mm-hmm. We're going

to the beach.

You're wasting my time,

christabel.

Nick will never be

rich enough to buy this.

I told you uncle john would buy it.

And uncle john

told me

that if i kept you away from

business school another day,

he'd report me

to the truant officer.

He doesn't know about

your quitting, does he?

I haven't had the opportunity to tell him.

Hello.

Who?

Yes, she's here.

It's for you.

I can't see why you don't take

your calls at home.

Hello.

Of course i'll talk

to mr. Carey.

Hello.

Hello, curtis.

Are you really calling me?

Why, of course

i'll help you.

Is anything wrong?

Any time at all.

I'll be there...

and...

thank you

for calling me.

Bye.

You turned

your head again...

or has curtis

turned it?

Really, gobby. I can't

imagine why i put up with you.

Because i know

too much about you.

As a result, you can

be yourself with me.

The way you treat

your friends.

I have no friends,

only creditors.

I suppose we'll

have to let him in

before he breaks

the door down.

You rang?

Hi, whistler.

Hello, mother.

What are you hiding,

gobby?

Now, isn't this enough art for one exhibit?

Look, nick, i've got 3 more hours of light.

Give me a break,

will you?

Every time i take chris out,

i do you a favor.

Artists have to suffer,

you know?

You ready?

I can't go

with you today.

You got

a good reason?

Well, i promised

gobby i'd stay.

Hmm.

"Hmm" what?

Just "hmm."

What's wrong with it?

Don't ask him.

Looks like a cross between lucrezia borgia

and peg o' my heart.

Even with two heads, you

couldn't look like this...

or do you know

something i don't?

Never heard of anything

so ridiculous.

Why don't you

go back to china

and write another book

about it? Right now, i mean.

I like it here.

In that case,

i suggest

that you stick

to your typewriter,

and i'll stick

to my palette.

And chisel?

Well, i think

it's wonderful.

Well,

that settles it.

Come on outside.

I want to talk to you.

Now, look-

i never suspected you knew

so much about everything.

It's most enlightening.

Where do you get

dialogue like that?

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