Breezy Page #4

Sure, I've had all kinds of jobs.

Let's see, I was a

waitress a few times.

I worked at a department store

in the bargain basement,

and I even sold pots

and pans door to door.

May I have some more milk?

Please?

You think I'm some kind

of bum or something?

Is that why you asked

me about getting a job?

Well, if you're old

enough to be on your own,

you oughta be mature

enough to work.

(GIGGLING) Where did you read that?

(SIGHING)

(RADIO SWITCHING ON)

(SLOW ROCK PLAYING)

Paula Harmon. Is she a relative?

My ex-wife.

You send her money?

No. Blood. She gets

me for a quart a month.

Is she pretty?

I used to think so.

How old is she?

She's 39, but you'd

have to stretch her

on the rack to

get her to admit it.

(LAUGHING) 39. What does she do?

What do you mean,

"What does she do?"

Does she work? What does

she do for a living?

Nothing, and she's

exceedingly good at it.

Where's all this going?

I don't know.

Just seems to me that 39 is

certainly mature enough to work.

Gee, I just love your house.

Do you mind if I look around?

You can, uh, search

me before I leave.

Go look.

BREEZY:
Oh! I don't

believe it! It's beautiful!

Oh, my God. I've never

seen anything like it!

BREEZY:
This is too much! I mean,

it is too much! I don't believe it.

I have never seen a shower like

this. This is a shower, isn't it?

I mean, it's so big!

Oh, Frankie, can I?

(CLICKING TONGUE) Help yourself.

Oh. You know, this is like a

page out of House Beautiful.

You're a fake, you know it?

You try very hard

to be mean, but...

(UNZIPPING BOOT)

You're actually very nice.

What makes you think

I'm doing you a favor?

I'm probably doing a service

for the board of health.

Now there you go again.

(WATER RUNNING)

Thank you.

That was wonderful.

What are you anyway?

I'm clean, for one thing.

What are you?

Nobody's fool, sweetheart.

I thought I made that clear,

but you do keep trying.

Now look, get your clothes on.

The party's over.

You can go and play your

little games with Bruno

and all those other

nice guys that you know.

Does it follow you

around all the time?

What?

That black cloud over your head.

And for your information,

Bruno is a nice guy.

You don't really believe that?

Mmm-hmm.

You needed a place to sleep,

and Bruno wanted to get laid.

He charged you for that

bed and you overpaid.

So don't pin any medals on

that creep for his generosity.

You just keep mixing me up.

First you're angry

because you think

I'm trying to take

advantage of you.

And now you're angry

because you think

I let Bruno take advantage of me.

Well, which is it?

Which am I?

Am I the dum-dum that

got taken last night

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