The Black Orchid Page #3

makes me look ugly?

Aw, come on, now.

Tears for somebody else

don't make you look ugly.

I'd like to come with you,

if you'd let me.

I can't make you out.

What do you want with me?

Look.

Now, what time is the bus?

It's supposed to leave

at 11:
00.

It's never on time.

All right, I'll meet you

at the station.

Is that the one

on 13th Street?

All right, I'll be there

at 10:
30, huh?

Look, I didn't say yes.

Look, I'm going

to be there at 10:30.

I didn't say yes!

You know, one of these days,

you're going to break your

throat with all that yelling.

Thanks for the flower.

I-- I'm going to leave now.

Oh, no, no,

please don't bother.

I'll see myself

to the door.

( melancholy theme plays )

( door closes )

( humming )

Papa, I polished those

before we went to church.

Yeah? Well, those pews

are too narrow.

You know,

I got stepped all over. Look.

It's a sin

to criticize a church.

What do you mean,

the church?

It's the builders

who skimp on the pews.

Come on in

and have breakfast.

Come on.

All right, all right.

( continues humming )

Hey, that helps

your digestion?

What?

That hat.

Oh, Papa. You know, you looked

so hungry when we came home,

I started rushing,

and I forgot all about it.

That hat.

Stop.

( humming )

Papa, come on and eat.

Oh, honey, I'm not hungry.

Besides, I gotta go out.

What do you mean, go...?

But Noble's coming.

We're all going for a ride

in his new car. You forgot.

Some other time, baby.

It's imported from Italy.

Your future husband,

he's supposed to be so modern,

he buys a car

from the old country.

Where are you going?

Out.

What do you mean, "out"?

Well, just-- Just out.

Papa.

Hey, uh...

Hey, Mary, you know the widow

lives next door to the Gallos?

Rose Bianco?

Well, her son's in a...

Well, it's like a farm.

Well, anyway, she invited me

to ride with her

on the bus and go visit him.

The truth of the matter is,

I kind of invited myself.

Why, Papa?

Why? Well, because she's

a nice-looking woman,

and I like her.

A gangster's wife?

Now, if you don't mind, Mary.

Come on, now. Come on, will you

take that look off your face?

Well,

how am I supposed to look

when I hear my father's going

out with a woman like that?

What's the matter?

You don't want me to have

a nice time with a nice woman?

Gee, honey, ain't it better,

now you're getting married,

I find company for myself?

Gee, all these years

we been like, like two hermits

living in a cave.

Come on, honey. Ain't it--

Ain't it better?

All right.

But I didn't know that

when a girl gets married

she's supposed to stop

caring about her father.

Oh, baby. What do you mean,

"stop caring," honey?

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