Seven Sinners Page #4

Bijou is home again.

Please, my heart is not so good.

But you look new.

The place, it looks new and nice.

Yes and it's going to stay new and nice.

Yes. We won't have any more riots.

We're going to keep it that way, huh?

We are going to do nothing. Bijou, sit down.

No, don't sit down, stand up.

Your boat is going to leave in an hour.

I'll buy you a drink.

Bijou, I love you.

I adore you.

You're wonderful.

But you are too much.

Bring the drinks.

No, thanks. I'm on the grape-juice wagon.

Antro.

Did it get too hot for you in Sumatra?

Run along, babies, and hurry.

Be gone when I come back up here.

Ah. An angel from Lotus Street...

in Sumatra.

Yes, my gorgeous one.

But even Sumatra is dull,

deadly dull without you.

And this dump? For 48 hours,

I have tried to rip fun out of this place.

Then suddenly, I turn around.

Is this Bijou, Tony? Or am I too drunk? Hm?

So Bijou is going to sing for you again,

Tony? Good.

It is not yet arranged.

It is now.

Whatever became of that big knife?

Were the police in Sumatra touchy

about returning it afterwards?

Or were you shy about claiming it?

Ooh.

The Navy.

See you later, dear Antro.

- The Navy?

- Well, in there is only a little bit of Navy.

What a girl.

She incites me to my teeth and I like it.

I love it, my friend!

I love it!

I beg your pardon?

- May I have an American cigarette?

- Have one of mine.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Bijou Blanche.

- Bijou to the Navy.

- That's us!

Go on with your game.

I'll watch you, if you don't mind.

- Come on...

- There's your cue, Judson.

- I got a buck that says he can't make it.

- I got a buck that says he does.

- Any more takers?

- There he goes.

That's easy money. Come on.

Oh, come on, hit the ball.

Not very good.

Here he goes, boys. Here he goes.

- You wanna make that shot, sailor?

- Uh-oh.

- I sure do.

- All right, I'll help you.

Now, you put your hands on mine.

- Is that what you mean?

- Yes, that's what I mean.

- I see what you mean.

- What are you shaking about, Judson?

- Shut up, will ya?

- Come on. Give the man a chance.

The one ball is blocked, that's too tough.

So we play billiard combination

and put the 12 in the right-side pocket.

That's a tough shot.

Easy, easy.

She did it!

- Do you really wanna see a tough one?

- Come on, show us.

All right.

- Say, do you know?

- Wait a minute.

Now, the two will go in that corner.

the 14 in there, 15 in that pocket.

Now bet.

- One dollar.

- One dollar. Such easy money.

She made it!

Let that be a lesson -

never gamble with strangers.

Hey, they got blackouts here.

You discovered America.

Here, I work for nothing.

Sure.

- Remember what Bijou said.

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