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kiss me, wishing I were Gloria anymore.

- That's the stupidest...

- Call me when you make up your mind.

Shall we set a deadline?

New Year's Eve?

Wait a minute!

Let me get this straight.

You're handing me an ultimatum?

The first ultimatum

is always the hardest.

Goodbye and good luck.

Gloria, don't go like this.

My name is Norma.

Here's Gloria now.

From where? Girl Scout camp?

Do I look all right?

Do you have to?

- Hi, girls!

- Oh, darling!

You're getting circles

under your eyes.

Too much reading.

Dear Mrs. Thurber.

How's church?

Why don't you go sometime

and find out?

Coffee. Just what I need.

Not bad.

Now, Frances, you know Gloria's

always been a big coffee drinker...

...ever since she was little.

That's a perfectly lovely suit, dear.

Have I seen it before?

I picked it up at the designer's last

week. Had it in the trunk of the car.

Must be hard changing clothes

in one of those foreign car trunks.

The model agency sent some dresses.

One of them they want you to wear

to three different places.

The Salvation Army, the public library

and the PTA in Brownsville.

Frances, don't joke

about Gloria's work.

It's very important to her.

She's one of the few girls

of her kind in the city.

I pass.

Did Butterfield 8 call?

Not today.

Any mail?

Oh, just act like I'm not here.

You mean I haven't been?

There's a card from

the finance company.

You're two weeks late

on your car payments.

Oh, it completely slipped my mind.

Listen, I've only got about $40.

Could I borrow the $35

until I'm paid?

Of course, darling.

I don't know what I'd do without you.

Thank you, darling.

I'll go get cleaned up

and do my nails.

Yeah, sharpen them!

For you, Mrs. Thurber, I would.

In case you forgot, your room

is the first one on the right.

Thank you.

Exactly where did you stay last night?

Oh, the penthouse at the YWCA.

Oh, Annie.

Please don't tease Gloria.

My daughter and my best friend

should appreciate each other.

Mama, don't be upset.

Every time I'm separated

from Mrs. Thurber...

...I learn to appreciate her

a little bit more.

I return the sentiment.

Enjoy them in good health.

Thank you, Frances.

I spent the night

with Steve's girlfriend, Norma.

Now isn't that nice?

She knows a boy whose girlfriend

is that unselfish.

That's a girlfriend that won't

have a boyfriend long.

A compliment from you, Mrs. Thurber?

I must have said it wrong.

See you later.

Hello.

He's on the line?

Let me speak to him.

Mr. Liggett, I didn't think you'd

be foolish enough to call today.

But since you have...

Wow!

I haven't heard that since

I was in Marine boot camp.

But you're way out of line, honey.

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