The Damned Don't Cry Page #3

Whatever it's like, it'll be better than this.

I want something more

than what I've had out of life.

And I'm gonna get it.

My dear young woman, you can't type,

you don't know shorthand...

you've never operated a Comptometer...

and I suspect you've never even seen

a billing machine.

Just what kind of work

have you been doing?

Housework, mostly.

Why didn't you say so?

If you girls would only speak up...

instead of making me

go through all this shadow boxing.

Now, I have a very good job open

as a personal maid.

No, I don't want that.

Isn't there something else?

Something better?

Well, there's the Republican

presidential nomination.

Would that suit you?

Now see here, my dear,

there's quite a gap...

between what you want

and what you're going to get.

You have no equipment, no training.

If you want something better,

go to school, learn a trade.

- I can't wait that long.

- You can't?

Well, go sit in the park,

take a shower, anything.

But make up your mind, then come back.

A brace of La Reina's, please.

Right up there behind you,

on the top shelf.

- You're new here, aren't you?

- Yes, the other girl's on her vacation.

That's too bad.

This is quite an improvement.

- Thanks.

- Why? For telling the truth?

That's my specialty.

I'm upstairs, sixth floor,

with Fit-Rite Frocks.

You know, dresses, gowns.

If I can get you a discount on anything,

let me know.

Wally Talbot's the name.

Thanks, Mr. Talbot.

I could sure use a couple of new dresses.

Okay.

How late do they keep you

penned up here?

I may run out of these.

If you run out, I'll be here.

I'll run out.

Now, here's a nice piece

of merchandise, boys.

Comes in beige, chartreuse,

magenta, and black. Number 9127.

What's the exchange?

We don't give out the phone numbers

till after the customer signs the order.

- Since when?

- It's a new policy in the house.

Come on, what do you say?

I say Sandra's putting on a little weight.

In the wrong places.

Honestly, Mr. Riley, the things you say.

Try 426. And lay off of them pastries.

Sensitive.

Well, gentlemen,

what do you think of our new fall line?

Well, it's not bad, Barney, but...

Ever see a peplum like that, Mr. Maggio?

Not in Topeka.

It'll be great in Topeka.

But in St. Paul, it would start

a wave of double pneumonia.

Miss Whitehead, move out a little.

Let them see the hemline.

Who cares about the hemline

when you got a neckline like that?

Come on back, honey.

Come on. Is the customer always right,

or isn't he?

You don't write on those order pads,

she's gonna forget you're a customer.

What do you want,

an annuity for life on these orders?

Why not? I got three kids. Okay, honey.

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