Curly Sue Page #4

Is it yesterday?

I hit you again.

- Where's my child?

- She's in the kitchen eating pizza.

Bigtime.

It's a shame we don't steal.

Your daughter's had a bath,

and I have a room ready for her.

I'd like you to at least stay the night.

- Are your folks religious people?

- Not really.

- I'm surprised.

- Why?

Because you're a saint.

There are fresh towels in the bathroom.

I'll see that your daughter gets to bed.

Thank you.

I have the apartment wired for security.

There's a man downstairs.

I need only touch a button.

I don't mean to be harsh or unkind...

but I don't know you,

and you're in my home.

Now, if you have any dishonest inklings,

I caution you that I'm no fool.

I understand, ma'am.

Ma'am...

for the record...

I'm no criminal.

Good night.

Good night.

How many people live here?

- Just me.

- Whose are all those clothes?

They're mine.

- How come your bed's so huge?

- I like a big bed.

You got an awful lot of pillow

for just one person.

Well...

How come you have so many TVs?

I must have seen three already.

How's this?

It won't be the most beautiful outfit

in the world, but I think it'll do.

How come this smells so good?

It's clean.

Why don't you take

that room next to mine?

That'll be your room for tonight.

Try that on,

and I'll come to say good night.

Ma'am, you're so nice.

My name is Grey.

- Mrs. Grey?

- No, just Grey.

- What's your name?

- Curly Sue.

I bet I know why they call you Curly Sue.

'Cause you got all that beautiful curly hair.

No.

It's because this guy we wintered with,

Tampa Joe Reilly...

thought I looked like

the big oaf in the Three Stooges.

He said it so much that it stuck. See ya.

How come you don't have any kids?

You have plenty of dough for lots of them.

It would be hard for me to have children.

I'm not married.

Kids don't come from weddings,

you know.

- They come from right down...

- No. I know.

The proper way to have a family

is to start with a wedding, isn't it?

Well, unless you have a baby first.

I want to have seven babies.

I'm naming them Monday, Tuesday,

Wednesday, Thursday, Friday...

Saturday, and Bill. After Bill.

Can I ask you

why you call your father Bill?

Well...

if I'm in a crowded place and I yell...

"Dad!" 50 guys would turn around.

If I yell "Bill!" maybe two will turn around.

It's a timesaver, really.

You better get some sleep.

Good night.

Excuse me, where is the guy

you were with yesterday?

- He had to work late.

- Is he a cop?

No. Good night.

- Ma'am?

- Yes?

I bet he loves you a lot.

I hope so. Good night.

I know how you can tell.

- How?

- He lets you eat first.

Sweet dreams.

- Hi.

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