The Golden Door Page #3

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Scarlett, I don't understand

why you're being so ungrateful about this.

Because it's just not that big a deal.

It's a birthday party.

It's your birthday.

And it was a big for me

when I had you.

You were large and painful.

And since I happen to be financing...

this particular birthday party,

it's my simple wish...

that no hobos be allowed.

White shirts, two,

a little starch.

Afternoon, Mrs. Dowling,

Scarlett.

This is Hank.

Hank's the new doorman.

Hi, I'm Henry.

Welcome to the building, Hank.

George, you did get my message

about the caterer?

Yes, ma'am, sure did.

All taken care of, Mrs. D.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

Can I get those?

No, I'm okay.

Thank you.

Go ahead.

[Mrs. Dowling]:
There are plenty

of people on the list...

- Okay, floor, please?

- Penthouse.

[Mrs. Dowling]:
All right,

we'll discuss it later.

(jazz music playing)

(phone ringing)

Hello.

Honey, it's Gretchen.

Should I just leave these here?

Take them all to Scarlett's room-

down the hall, the last door at the end.

And this is for you, Harry.

Thank you.

See anything you like?

Oh, hey.

Your mom told me to put

your bags in here.

And snoop through my stuff?

No no, I wasn't snooping.

No? 'Cause it looked

a little like snooping.

I should probably go.

Nice to meet you.

"Classy ladies...

make 5000 dollars a week

without leaving your house.

No experience necessary".

I don't think you want

that one.

Why not?

'Cause they're looking

for hookers.

Oh.

Are you sure?

Because it sounds pretty good.

Yeah, I'm sure.

Look, maybe I could get you a shift

walking dogs,

but it's not exactly

a walk in the park.

Isn't it?

The fact that you think that

makes me know that you are not ready.

"Cashier...

good starting pay.

No experience necessary".

How hard could that be?

Yeah, you know what?

Call them.

And don't let them

jerk you around.

You've got to be ready

to play hardball, eh?

- (mumbling)

- (laughs)

You got a real knack

making oriental food.

Ha ha ha.

Wow, I'm gonna have a job.

I haven't had one

in 20 years.

They're gonna love you, Ma.

It's gonna be great.

Just don't tell your brother.

I don't want to argue with him.

I won't say anything.

Won't say anything about what?

What? Hey, how's school?

Great.

Won't say anything about what?

- I'm getting a job.

- She's getting a job.

No, you're not.

You listen to me.

I'm your mother.

And you can't tell me

what I can't do.

I'm not gonna just roll over

and give up my house...

that I lived in for 15 years.

We need money

and I'm getting a job.

No one's giving up

the house, Ma.

I left today

and Uncle Colin got me a job

as a doorman.

So you don't have to

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