The Blue Gardenia Page #4

And just right.

That's good.

I wouldn't want you to

have had one too many.

I think I've had several too many.

Where are we going?

To my apartment.

I've invited a few friends in.

Oh, good.

Every girl should have

a party on her birthday.

It's your birthday?

All day!

California dew.

I've been working on

that for quite a while.

I have to finish it tonight if I want

the money I've been promised.

Tonight?

- I have to, but I'm not going to.

The night is still young.

Your birthday party is just beginning!

That's not the way I feel right now.

A glass of champagne

and you'll feel fine.

No. No. I couldn't possibly have

another drink. -Oh, so you had a few.

One glass won't hurt you.

See. It's dangerous even

before you drink it.

Oh, it's nothing.

No. Keep it.

Just a moment.

Special record,

to remember our first date.

To The Blue Gardenia!

Oh, I'm sorry.

I think I better have some coffee quick.

Should be perking in a minute.

I think I better lie down.

Thank you, Mr Prebble.

Harry!

I'll get the coffee.

Hey!

Coffee time.

What happened?

You feel asleep.

Oh, no-no. I just closed

my eyes for a minute.

Here.

Well, that's delicious!

Now I feel like dancing!

You're very tall.

No shoes.

Women always surprise me when

they take off their... shoes.

I don't think the dancing

was such a good idea.

Here.

How's that?

Fine.

Happy birthday, Norah.

Why did you have to write that letter?

Letter?

Why did you have to meet that nurse?

That must've been quite a letter.

No.

Don't!

All confused. I better go.

Where's my... hat?

What's your hurry, Norah?

Okay, kids.

You heard the mind whistle.

Up!

It's Thursday. I get the bathroom first,

you make the orange juice.

Norah.

You're on toast and coffee today.

Norah!

Norah!

She's dead.

Dead?

Come on, honey. The lady's here with

another bright, new morning!

My head.

It's right where you left it.

Hey, what happened to your nightgown?

I didn't wear one, I...

I just fell into bed the way I was.

- The way you were when you came home?

I don't remember coming home.

I don't remember much of anything.

I know I had a couple of drinks.

- A couple?

The rest of the evening

is a complete blank.

Here's your Vitamin C.

- Oh, thanks.

Here.

Fall into this.

The arms go into the sleeves.

Don't worry, it'll wear off by noon.

And if it doesn't there's always aspirin,

raw eggs and worcestershire sauce,

sauerkraut juice, or milk and bourbon.

All right, Norah. Give. What happened?

Nothing happened.

At least nothing I can remember.

Well, I don't blame you whatever it was.

You had plenty of reason.

Oh! I read your letter, Norah.

I know I shouldn't of, but I did.

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