Gilda Page #5

But the young man...

The young man would love it too,

but he can't afford it.

Women can be extremely annoying.

You're in again.

Maurice Obregon, at your service.

So that's your name.

I've been watching you for weeks now.

That makes us even.

You don't gamble, you don't drink.

What do you hang around here for?

The atmosphere has always

interested me.

Now it positively fascinates me.

You could be a professional dancer.

I am. I mean, I was.

Uh, that's against our union rules.

I always observe the rules

and regulations.

How is it that I have never seen you?

I didn't dance here.

Oh. Where?

America.

This is not America?

I mean New York.

Your young man, is he too...?

He's not my young man.

Well, the expression on his face

says that he wishes he were.

The rules and regulations, remember?

The rules are changeable, my lady.

They change with the wind.

[SPEAKING IN GERMAN]

Everything all right?

Quite all right.

Who are the two krauts?

Seen them before.

Messenger boys.

Whose?

I wanted to know

if you were in trouble.

I'm in serious trouble.

My wife seems to be missing.

She's dancing.

You shouldn't have allowed it, Johnny.

She wanted to dance. What do you

want me to do? She's not my...

She's your wife.

Go get her.

Now wait a minute. She's your...

That's exactly the reason, Johnny.

A husband always looks

a bit ridiculous

dragging his wife

from another man's arms.

I'll get her, Ballin.

Thank you, Johnny.

Pardon me,

but your husband is showing.

Thank you. Perhaps again.

Until that sometime, I shall only

miserably exist, seora.

There's something about Latin men.

For one thing, they can dance.

For another thing...

What's your telephone number?

Hm? Oh, it's...

Never mind, I'll give you mine.

Cuyo 3017.

Cuyo 3017.

[BOTH SPEAK IN SPANISH]

What did you say to him?

I just told him if a man answers,

hang up.

Wasn't that all right?

You can't talk to men here like at home.

They don't understand it.

What?

They think you mean it.

Mean what?

Doesn't it bother you

that you're married?

What I want to know is,

does it bother you?

I'm beginning to think

I've misjudged your Johnny, Ballin.

Oh?

He can be quite sweet. So protective.

He takes care of all things

that belong to me.

He runs the joint.

He runs the joint.

You're to take care of me

because I belong to the boss.

How will you like that?

Well, I do all kinds of odd jobs.

I'll bet this is the oddest job

you ever had.

Now, then, before we were interrupted,

I believe we were about to drink a toast.

So disaster to the wench

who did wrong by our Johnny.

No, Gilda? You won't drink to that?

Why not? Disaster to the wench.

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