Pin Up Girl Page #2

- I don't tell fibs.

- Quiet.!

I just make things up.

It's certainly no thrill pushing a typewriter

and eating drugstore lunches...

and being a fixture in an office.

Just the same, I'm thrilled

with being just what we are.

Imagine us in Washington

Sunday morning.

Imagine us in New York

Sunday morning.

Gee, won't it be-

Laura Jones!

I knew I shouldn't

have come with you!

- If you start planning anything funny-

- Why not?

- We don't have to report for work until Monday.

- But, Lorry!

Oh, I won't listen to you.

And besides, we promised my aunt

in Baltimore that we'd visit her Sunday...

and, well, if we don't show up-

- We can tell her our train was wrecked.

- There you go again.

Quiet.!

Pardon me.

What's all the excitement about?

Tommy Dooley, one of the navy heroes

from Guadalcanal, is arriving.

Kay, our first thrill, and we're

only off the train two minutes!

Here he comes now.!

- Hi, Tommy. Nice going, sailor.

- Hiya, big boy!

- Welcome to New York.

- Thanks-

Uh, I'm afraid I don't remember-

You don't?

- Mabel?

- Nope. Try again.

- Fifi.

- Nope.

Here.

Maybe I got a better memory.

Stand back, and let her keep trying.

I think I'm getting warmer.

Who's that girl, his fiance?

No, ma'am. That's Miss Molly McKay,

a nightclub entertainer.

She sure love heroes,

and she meets them all.

If they're all like him,

it must be a wonderful hobby.

Ah, just call me Molly, and don't you

dare let me see you lookin' lonesome.

Well, grab a wing, sailor.

We're goin' places.

- Just a minute, lady. Don't you think-

- She is thinkin'.

Whatever it is, I'm for it.

Come on. Let's go.

That's our first thrill.

Let's go look for another one.

Will this dream come true

Or bring a blue tomorrow

Time alone will tell

If our romance is real

Or just a springtime spell

For heaven knows

And time will tell

- Bonsoir, mademoiselle.

- We'd like a table, please.

Uh, any little table will do.

In what name did mademoiselle call

to make the reservation?

Oh, well, we didn't think-

Yes, I'm sorry, mademoiselle.

- For this evening, all tables are taken.

- Pierre, no tables?

Bonsoir, madame.

You have reservations, of course.

This way, please.

He gave them a table,

and they didn't have an escort.

When he saw us coming,

he put the rope up.

We should have used our imagination.

We should have-

Lorry, don't. Don't use yours.

You do such awful things with it.

Excuse me, please.

When the gentleman

we were expecting arrives...

tell him the ladies left

because you didn't have a table.

Oui, mademoiselle.

The gentleman's name?

Mr. Tommy Dooley from Guadalcanal.

Certainement, mademoiselle.

Mr. Tommy-Tommy Dooley?

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