Love Me or Leave Me Page #3

- Want me to drag her out, Marty?

Get out of here.

- Deal me in.

- Hurry up.

That's all we wait for Etting.

All right, kids, rehearsal. Let's go.

- Gay, you take Etting's place.

- I'm a specialty.

- Mr. Snyder wants to see you right away.

- I'm working. Sorry.

Listen, I asked you nice, didn't I?

You want me to ask you not nice?

Sure. Might as well have both versions.

Johnny.

You think the Gimp found out

you talked to the girl?

Maybe. If he has, you think I should crawl

into the laundry and apologize?

Well, I would.

But I'm an old man and I want to live.

What else have I got? You better go.

But, Mr. Frobisher,

we can't rehearse without music.

- So hum to them.

- Hum?

All right, girls, line up. Come on, line up.

One, two, three, four.

You notice how the help all wear gloves?

Once the wash is washed,

it ain't touched by a human hand.

Maybe I'm crazy, but I like things clean.

Sit down, make yourself comfortable.

- Marty, the piano player.

- Oh, yeah.

How much you get an hour to coach?

- Coach?

- Miss Etling.

She wants to sing.

She thinks she shouldn't make bad habits

at the beginning.

She should have arrangements,

you know what I mean?

- What do you get by the hour?

- $5.

I'll give you $10.

Anybody hangs around me, they make.

Well, can she sing?

What is she, a dummy? Anybody can sing.

Put them on a stage, tell the public

they're singers. They're singers.

What does the public know?

You want the job?

- At $10 an hour? Sure.

- Right. You got yourself a deal.

- Georgie will take you back.

- When would you like to start?

You can fix it up between you later.

Don't take it too serious, the lessons.

A couple, to make her feel good.

I'll be taking her to Florida any day now.

You know what I mean.

Sorry I took so long changing.

I'm getting paid by the hour.

By the way, thanks for cutting me in.

I got the idea from you.

But I would've done it for nothing.

I thought it was better if you got paid.

- Let's get started and see what we got.

- All right.

You know this?

Yes.

Yes, ma'am.

Am I any good?

Am I good enough to get somewhere?

Will you tell that to Mr. Snyder, Johnny?

I need someone like him.

You know, sort of a manager.

- You expect him to be your manager?

- Why not? He has a lot of connections.

- You're kidding, aren't you?

- No.

You were quick enough to spot

a routine friendly pass when I made it.

You must have a vague idea

of what he wants.

Do you know

what his exact plans for you are?

He's taking you to Florida with him.

He told me so himself.

He told me that, too.

But I'm not packing.

- I had a date. I forgot.

- I wouldn't tell him that. Think fast, kid.

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