The Stolen Jools Page #3

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Yes, I wonder if they found any trace

of those stolen jewels.

Hey, hey, hey...

Shhh!

Shhh!

I know you. You're Douglas Fairbanks, Jr.

Them's fighting words, stranger.

Well, anyway, this is Miss...

Everybody knows her. Loretta Young.

Quiet! Don't talk! Answer my questions.

Will everything we say be used against us?

Ah!

So you've hocked the jewels, have you?

You dropped that yourself.

Me?

Oh!

Pardon me just a minute.

Are you Richard Barthelmess?

Why, uhm...

No. There he is, right over there.

Clever fellow. What a makeup.

Pardon me. I want to see him. Just a minute.

Mr. Barthelmess, I want to talk to you.

I'm not Barthelmess.

No?

Louise Fazenda.

Pardon me, Mr. Butterworth,

you're wanted on the set immediately.

Ben.

Hm?

What's a three-letter word for perfection?

You, darling.

Flatterer.

Hey, Bebe.

What's a five-letter word for me?

Jewel, sweetheart.

Frank Fay?

Yes.

Do you know anything about those stolen jewels?

No.

Why...

Oh, Barbara Stanwyck. May I present Mr. Fay.

We know each other. We're married.

Why, of course.

Do you know anything about those stolen jewels?

Shh!

I've just written the most beautiful

piece of poetry.

Really?

Well, I gotta go.

Just a second. Let's hear it.

Oh, no, there's more. Wait.

In a year or so the girl returned

and mighty proud was she.

She told how she'd done her duty

in the great war or the sea.

She told how she picked up the wounded

and held each one to her breast.

So the wood workers got together

and made her a cedar chest.

Well, I'll see you around sometime, I guess.

Kindly come in the garden, please.

Hey, wait a minute.

Which one of you two are Jack Oakie?

Say, Jack Oakie, what's your name?

Oh, er... yes, sir.

Were you at the ball last night?

The ball? Let me see.

Oh, no, I wasn't at the ball. I was playing

some miniature bridge with some The Singer's midgets.

Now wait a minute.

Don't you get fresh with me.

Now wait. You're going too far, fellow.

Don't you want to say what's your business with me?

What do you mean?

I want to see you later, then...

I know, but we've got a big scene to do here.

The kissing scene, is that it?

Yes.

Come on, take em off. I know you.

Come on, take em off.

No!

Take em off, I tell you.

No, I won't take mine off

unless you don't take yours off first.

Oh, yes, you will!

Oh, no I won't!

So it's you, is it?

Were you present when those jewels were stolen?

Yes.

What?

Uhm, no, no, no.

How do I know?

Well, because if I was there I'd have hollered

for help.

How loud can you holler for help?

How loud?

Yes.

Help!

Hello, Hank. Do you want me?

Yeah, Billy. Here's that piece of cheese.

They call it "The Stolen Jools".

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