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Bravo, Mrs.

Winteringham. Really, that was charming. Thank you.

I don't suppose you know the stewards, do you, Mrs. Winteringham?

No, I'm sorry.

Oh, yes. I quite forgot. You're a newcomer, aren't you? To New York, yes.

Well, for that matter, so am I.

Just what is a newcomer, really?

A newcomer, Melbourne, is a person whose ancestors were not thieves.

Really, Jim, you should send that to a magazine.

For instance, that portrait across the room there.

That gentleman was a newcomer.

He landed on the island of Manhattan from Holland, murdered an Indian family,

and took a grant of land for $18 in glass beads.

Well, today the land is loaded with skyscrapers, honeycombed with subways,

the ancestors perpetuated in our charming host.

Murdered an Indian family, eh?

Let's have a look at the old gentleman, Mrs. Winters.

You're brilliant tonight. Jim is annoying.

Don't you think we'd better go?

Well, you're half drunk already.

You can go when you like.

I'm not drunk, Fanny.

But I'd like to talk to you before I get drunk.

Nothing we can say to each other anymore.

We've worn marriage out at the elbows.

Hector has the best brandy in New York.

What has really happened to our marriage?

What?

I've been trying to think it out for months.

Just where did it go off the track?

I'll tell you where it got off the track.

Long before we were born.

It got off the track in family tradition.

The necessity of you having to be a gentleman and me having to be a lady.

Behind that screen of respectability, you can drink like a peddler and I can

quarrel like a fishwife.

You think our bloods run rather thin, don't you? Oh, so much has happened,

You've done so much to me.

Oh, I guess I've done rotten things to you.

I'd like to forget those things, Fanny.

We were happy for such a long time.

It's like having a puzzle embedded in the middle of your brain.

Oh, Jim, please don't preach anymore.

When I drink, I see deep down in the redder things.

Then it gets so horrible, I have to take another drink to blur it out.

Pretty unhappy, aren't you?

You know why I am?

You... You think I'm suffering, don't you?

Fanny, dear, let's get out of this.

Let's go away from it together.

Oh, don't talk like that, Jim.

I can't explain now.

Fanny Towner's making a complete fool of herself.

I'd like to take the hairbrush to her.

Evidently, she's losing Melbourne to Mrs. Whittingham.

Hector, I'd like to strangle you.

Why do you have such mixed parties?

I'm getting old. I like to see the things I've missed.

Well, if these are the things you've missed, and I know I have, I'm glad I

missed them.

It was a lovely evening, Hector.

Must you go so soon?

I feel the brandy.

Strangers should affect me so quickly.

I think I'd like some air.

Good night, Savannah.

Good night.

Good night, Hector.

Your car, Mr. Towner?

I didn't bring my car, Pat.

Taxi, sir?

Know that?

No, I'll walk. That'll do me good. Yes, sir.

How's your wife, Pat?

Fine, thank you, sir.

Any little Healy yet?

Not yet, sir, but there might be at any minute.

You like being married, don't you?

Sure, and it's a good thing. I can recommend it as a steady diet.

It's better than chasing around.

Well, here's something to spend on the new little heenie.

Thank you, sir. The missus will be tickled to death.

What are you going to call the baby, Pat?

Well, if it's a girl, I'm going to name her Rosie after my sister.

Rosie Doobin, you know.

That's the name she takes.

She sings in the nightclub.

Rosie Dugan.

Yes.

Oh, Pat, I didn't know she was your sister.

Yes, sir. And a mighty fine girl she is, too, sir.

Well, good night, Pat.

Good night, Mr. Downer.

Can I call your car? Yes, will you please?

May I drive you home, Mrs. Winkler?

David, do you mind dropping me?

I have a few things I want to talk to you about.

I should be very happy to see you home.

Did you read that note?

Yes. That I may come?

Good night, Danny.

Good night, Carla.

God bless you, mister.

It's me, Towner. We were just closing, Mr. Towner. I'm sorry, but we were just

closing. Well, all I want is a quick drink.

Come along, open the door.

Well, all right.

You think I made a fool of myself, don't you?

Well, I did make a fool of myself.

About the way you think.

Are you reading my mind?

That's rather easy to do.

Perhaps you can read mine.

I can read logical mind.

You mean the illogical woman?

Why did your husband leave?

Because in spite of everything, he's a gentleman.

Meaning that I am not.

David, I'm not going to quarrel with you.

But I am going to tell you a few things very plainly.

You saw how unhappy Jim was tonight.

Is the sophisticated fanny -towner suddenly developing a conscience?

Call it a conscience if you like.

One thing we do is play straight.

Meaning, of course, that I am the type who murders the Indians, Alan.

Oh, no, David.

You're the type that murders women.

Do you mind telling me just why you had to prepare with me? No, no, my dear, it

must be going to bed.

You know, I thought I was in love with you.

I find I'm really in love with Jim.

Penny,

you mean you intend to return?

No, David.

I'm damaged good.

I won't hand bargains across the counter to my husband.

As for you...

Not as finished as last year's snow.

Fanny, you're talking like a child.

You're more mine than any man's in this world.

Do you think I'm going to give you up now?

Even if I believed you, it wouldn't matter.

I saw you pass that note, Mrs. Winteringham.

I know where you're going from here.

Well, she's your kind.

You'll understand each other.

Danny, listen, please.

That was just a moment's flirtation.

A cheap explanation of an animal.

Well, call it whatever you wish. I'm not going to try to lie on it.

Danny, you're crying.

Yes, crying.

Oh, please, please, listen to what I have to say.

Oh, I don't want you to think I'm crying for myself.

I've cracked up my marriage and dragged Jim into it.

That's what I...

Please go, David.

Then I'll ask next time.

To Mrs. Winthingham, sir?

No.

No, I've changed my mind.

Drive me home.

Another one?

Yes.

And only tonight, Sam. talking about giving up the racket for good. Who done

You know well who's done it. Tony?

Yeah, Tony.

He must have been waiting down the street.

Poor Sam.

Well, he ain't lucky, Sam, anymore.

He's bled like a stuck pig.

Get dumb, you guys. There's someone out there.

Get out there with a bucket and some water. We don't want no traces left.

Okay.

What is the matter?

Oh, nothing's the matter. A guy that was tight fell downstairs and bumped his

head.

Goodnight.

Jim? Jimma, are you there?

Oh, Jim.

Jim, help me.

Help me now.

is quite the same I'm yours for the taking that's just what is making me

baby come and get me you're the one I crave you're

heebie -jeebies again?

I don't know.

I've got them all right.

I stopped in at Jake's place tonight and I saw Red Snow.

Red Snow at Jake's place.

You've had enough.

I'll quit soon as I finish this one.

Smile for me, Rosie.

Not tonight.

Why not?

Well, why should I smile?

What have I got to smile about?

I'll be cheerier in a minute.

It ain't you I'm mad at. Well, what's the matter with you?

That guy Francona's been ragging me again.

What about?

Same old thing, just because I didn't show up Wednesday night.

He'd go broke without you. Yeah.

It's tiring.

Same old thing over and over again.

I'll quit that shrimp flat one of these days.

Yeah, it's me that got in the carriage train.

Listen to me, Jim.

I like you, because even when you're drunk, you're a gentleman.

Maybe you'd better quit coming here, huh? Now that all your swell friends

I'm so hot.

My friends aren't swell, Rosie.

And they're not friends.

You ain't fooling me, big boy.

You're nutty about that wife of yours.

What a sap she must be.

What makes you say that, Rosie?

Well, when people like you and me, Jim, have to cross it all out with booze

and... and other things, it means we got an anchor dragging somewhere.

Rosie, isn't it possible to love two people?

Oh, yeah, I guess so.

But it's like a woman sticking two husbands in one grave.

You know, the one that gets there first.

Well, he's always first.

Kind of what the heart is, ain't it, Jim?

A grave full of dead things.

Oh, what am I yapping about?

I wonder what might have happened, Rosie, if you and I had met a long time

Good.

Before anyone else.

It wouldn't have worked out even then.

I'm good leather, Jim.

But I just ain't polished.

Somebody will, all right.

What's so funny about it?

Well, you got everything people want.

I got everything I wanted to have.

Both of us ain't got nothing.

Let's have another drink.

Yes. Waiter.

What have you been doing?

Oh.

Rotten dinner.

Party.

Worst I've ever been to.

Is that why you're tight already?

Or is it your wife again?

Both, I guess.

She waited for me.

Kind of like to get tight myself tonight. I ain't feeling so good.

That man's waiting for you, Miss Dugan.

Yeah?

Tell him I'll be right out.

What's up?

Nothing.

Who are you mad at? I don't know.

Frank Coney, the guy that plays the piano for me. My old man.

My no -good brother.

All those fools jigging up and down out there on the floor.

Myself. Everybody, I guess.

But you?

That's the way I feel about it, Rosie.

You're so good to me.

Everybody else is sick of me.

Coming home with me tonight?

Sit here, baby.

I'll be back in a few minutes.

Well? You gotta take me back.

You gotta.

Why?

You loved me a month ago.

You're my wife, Rosie. You gotta take me back.

Look at me. Look at me now.

Well, did I do that to you?

I did my best to make something out of you.

I ain't gonna take you back.

What's more, I'd be pretty thankful if you'd give me back my keys.

I can't give them back. I ain't got them.

I lost them.

Tuesday night at Jake's place.

Suppose you're lying again.

I ain't lying. I lost them.

Will you let me have them if I find them on you?

Yeah.

Come on in here.

See, you got a gap.

Well, there ain't nothing funny about that.

Been using it too, ain't you?

Don't hand me no third degree.

Pretty little thing.

You just wouldn't be a man without it, would you?

You ain't never had a man as good as me.

Are you going to beat it? When you give me the gap.

I think I'll keep it for a little while.

Just for old time's sake.

No kind of a souvenir.

You dirty little rat turning on me like that.

I ain't turning on you.

When you're decent, nothing could make me turn on you.

I just want you to get out of here. I'll send a gal over to Jake's place

tomorrow.

What, are you going to beat it? I haven't got to get Murphy to throw you

don't want to, but if I've got to, I will. That's a fine way to treat me

what we've been to each other.

What about me?

Oh, take me back, will you, Rosie? I'll get an honest job. Yeah.

For about a week.

I can't give you up. See, I can't. It ain't no use. I always got to come back

you. Even when I was up the river, I used to lay awake nights thinking about

you. It was awful.

You're my wife, Rosie.

I've had other women, but it ain't no use.

Maybe I better get you shut up.

This time it'll be for good.

I know what happened at Jake's place tonight.

I heard the snow was red there.

You'd do that, would you?

Look here.

Chip. Take me home with you tonight, will you? I'll do anything. You can't

home with me tonight.

Your cake eater's going to be there.

You're my wife, ain't you? It ain't your fault I am.

Listen, Rosie, if I can't go home with you tonight, I've got to sleep in the

gutter. Where's all your tough friends? I ain't got a cent, honest, I ain't. You

spent it all on sleigh rides?

Well, I got a whole wad of money in the other room, but you ain't even going to

have a postage stamp.

Listen to me, Tony.

I'm going to count five, and if you ain't out of here by that time, I'm

call Murphy and have you thrown out. You don't dare do it. One.

One, two, three, four, five.

Hey, Rosie!

Missy! You dirty double -timer! Will you bounce this guy out of here? Let go of

me! Let go of me!

Rosie!

Rosie!

Let go of me!

They're waiting for you. You've got to sing another song.

I tell you, Dave, I don't know.

Maybe you think I'm just playing games.

Honest, Dave, they took him away in a car and probably dumped him in the snow

someplace. They did, eh?

Well, listen, you.

Who done the job?

Honest, I'm giving to you straight.

I don't know who done it.

Listen, are you going to bleat or ain't you?

Tony.

I thought so.

That... Third -rate thief that don't know nothing else but to live off his

wife's dough.

Come on, boys.

That's fine, that shivering little hopper.

Rosie.

Where are you going?

I'm going home.

You can go home.

I expect you to sing two more songs. I'm sick of you and I'm sick of this dump.

One day I'll blow out of here and never come back.

We had a good home, but we left.

Left. Left.

Well, they're home, Rosie.

Yeah.

It's all right, dear.

Got a friend across the street.

Good egg.

Egg? It's good.

Girl?

Two -fifty years, seventy -five.

I mean, seventy years, two -fifty -five.

Ladies and gentlemen, your window from yours.

Ravenswood, 8.

8011.

There's no use trying to leave.

Hello? Is this Pat Healy?

Is Pat there?

This is his sister, Rosie. How's Esther?

Well, tell Pat when he comes home to phone me as soon as the baby's born.

Tell him not to worry about waking me up.

Tell us I'll be over the first thing in the morning.

Good night.

Well... You lied to me again, didn't you?

You had the keys all the time.

Suppose you got hold of another gat.

Suppose you come here to kill me, huh?

I didn't come here to get you. What's him I'm after?

He ain't here.

He was so drunk, I sent him home.

Where's the key?

I don't know.

The maid lost it. You're lying to me to think that... I tell you, he ain't here.

Give me that key or I'll take a chair and smash the door. If you touch that

door, I'll open this window and scream for the cop.

I'll put you where you won't stop with me no more.

Nobody will hear you tonight.

Tony.

Look here, tell me.

Don't our life together mean anything to you? It's a sweet life, ain't it? I

can't stand it any longer. Where's the key? I don't know where it is.

Don't go on pretending. Give me the key.

Lay off pretending. You can't put that over on me.

Rosie.

Rosie, Tony.

Don't keep on fooling me.

It's me. You're Tony, Rosie. You know it.

Oh, I didn't mean to hurt your honest. I didn't.

It

ain't true.

It ain't true.

You ain't dead, Rosie.

You ain't dead.

Rosie!

Rosie!

Rosie, don't answer.

Rosie?

Rosie, let me in.

Rosie. Rosie.

Why didn't you scream?

Why didn't you let me help you?

I couldn't even save her.

Rosie, you were all I had left.

Thank you.

You got any stuff?

No. You know I ain't never got any.

Listen, old baby, get me a stiff drink and get it fast.

You got to do something for me.

Say, I ain't got to do nothing for nobody.

Yeah.

Well, what is it you want me to do, huh? I want you to get word to my mob.

Dave the Slapper and his crowd are outside.

Yeah, I've seen them.

And I know why they're here.

Tell me something.

What's going to happen to me when the other gang finds out what I've done,

Tell me that. I'm telling you.

My crowd will protect you for life.

If they get me, I'll get you first, you old tramp.

Maybe you can beat up some women and get away with nothing but a scratched mug.

But here's a gal that can look after herself.

Oh, I could break every bone in your rack of little body.

Like a little pea.

Well, what do you want?

I want you to take this letter to Shorty Doyle.

There's the address in Brooklyn.

You take it or get somebody to take it, see?

All right.

You're going to take it right away, ain't you?

Sure. Right away.

Say, you got anything to eat?

There's some bread and butter on the table. I need something hot.

When I come back, I'll bring you something hot.

Real hot.

Something that'll warm you up.

Well, did you send that letter? I sent it all right.

Well, Tony, here's something hot for you.

Extra paper!

Read all about the big murder! Extra!

Millionaire help for murder!

Extra paper!

Read all about the big murder! Extra!

Extra paper!

Read all about the big murder! Extra!

Millionaire help... for murder!

X3 Piper! Read all about it!

X3! Read all about the big murder!

Well, that's all I know about it.

I wonder, would you permit me to sit down? You'll sit down when we tell you

sit down.

You say you saw him coming out of Rosie's house?

Yes. And you found the studs there?

Yes.

I'm telling you, he killed her.

I didn't kill your sister, Pat.

You're a liar.

Now, keep your shirt on, Healy.

Then what were you doing there?

If you didn't kill her, who did?

I only wish I knew.

How did you break your arm?

Oh, I told you. When I broke down the door.

Yes, madam?

I'm Mrs. James Cowler. Is my husband here?

Who is this man?

I am Hector Champion.

Oh, yes, Mr. Champion.

Yes, Mrs. Towner, your husband is here. I'd like to see him, please.

How long has it been since you have seen him? Why, I think questions of that

sort can be answered when and if my husband comes to trial.

Thank you, Mr. Healy, that's all.

This is Mrs. Towner.

Let us see her husband.

I'll wait for you here, Fanny.

And don't worry.

Thanks, Hector.

Step this way, Mrs. Towner. We'll take your word. You have no weapon.

No, sir.

Jim.

Fanny, how did you hear? Oh, it's in all the papers.

Oh, now they're going to drag you into it.

Tabloids.

Scandals of every kind.

Jim, I want to help you.

Tell me what happened. I don't know what happened.

I was asleep.

Drunk.

Perhaps you've heard about Rosie Dugan and me.

You see, Fanny, I had to have somebody to love.

Yes, we all have to have someone to love, don't we, Jim?

You have somebody.

But... I haven't.

Anymore.

Fanny, I wish you'd go.

I'll deal with this myself.

I wish I knew who killed her.

But, Jim...

Even though you were drunk, can't you remember what happened?

Did you quarrel?

Do you really think I'm guilty of murder?

Well, it... It could only be because of the liquor.

So you think I could kill a woman?

Oh, Jim, please don't misunderstand me.

You believe I'm guilty?

I wish you'd go, Fanny.

I don't need any help from anybody.

Okay.

Here you are, Lieutenant.

We found this bottle in Rosie Dugan's apartment.

Great. I'll send it up and have them go over it.

If they find fingerprints on this, somebody will swing for it.

This is the man that killed Rosie Dugan.

She's beautiful, ain't she, Pat?

And she's gonna get her chance.

She won't be like my sister.

Poor Rosie never had a chance.

What with all the good -for -nothings in our family and that crook she married.

Oh, it's awful, Esther, to think of her being dead like that.

Why... I know how you must feel with Rosie dead.

No, I don't want to discuss that now.

I've got myself in a pretty bad mess.

There's no excuse now for you not to leave me.

Fanny.

Fanny, I want you to get a divorce.

Jim, I want to stick you through this and then... Well...

Then there's time enough to think of a divorce.

Mr. Towner, I want to offer you our apologies.

I don't understand.

They've identified the fingerprints of the man who killed Rosie Dugan.

It was her husband.

A next convict.

You... You mean Jim isn't guilty?

No.

Let's go home, dear.

I'm not going home right away.

Fanny, I want you to go.

Could you find a police surgeon? I think I ought to get this arm set.

Why, certainly, Mr. Townsend.

Tim, how can you treat Fanny like this? You don't understand, Hector. Well, I

understand that she loves you very much. No, she doesn't love me.

It's just because she's... She's a thoroughbred.

She had a great chance just now to break her ties with me.

To get rid of me once and for all.

She wouldn't do that so long as I was helpless.

Now... Now you want to get rid of her.

Isn't that Hector?

I love her.

Very much.

I love her too much to drag her further with me.

You're talking like a child.

I want Fanny to have a chance to find her own happiness.

She'll be happier without me.

And I sent her away just now.

I sent away the greatest woman I've ever known.

I guess I'll have to fight this myself.

May I use the telephone?

I want Skyler 4 -1 -2 -3 -2.

What are you going to do now, Jim?

Is that you, Thompson?

Mr. Towner.

Listen, this is what I want you to do.

The Leviathan is sailing at 11 o 'clock tonight.

Give me a suite of rooms, have my trunks packed and put aboard.

Yes, I think my passport is up to date.

That's all.

Thank you.

Jim. Fanny, how did you get here?

Jim.

You've got to take me back.

What about Melbourne?

That's all over, Jim.

I'm drunk, Fanny.

I know.

I'm drunk again, Fanny.

I don't care if you're drunk or sober, Jim.

I want to tell you this.

If Rosie Dugan loved you drunk, I love you drunk.

If Rosie Dugan loved you sober, I love you sober.

I love you always, Jim.

When I'm drunk, I'll say horrible things.

I'll curse you.

I'll call you... Oh, you won't be able to stand it very long?

Try me out, Jim.

Pretty badly hurt, Fanny?

Yes, pretty badly.

You both lost something last night?

Have

a

drink, Penny?

Yes, Jim.

I'll have a drink with you.

You ought to stand up to this one.

You say, Fanny, you love me drunk or you love me sober?

Wherever you go, Jim, I'll go.

Whatever you do, I'll do.

Pretty heavy going.

Uphill all the way.

That's the bravest going, isn't it, Jim?

Thoroughbred going.

Thoroughbred going?

Oh, I'm not going to bring you down here with me.

You were so happy once, Jim.

So beautifully happy.

I just want to ask you one question.

Do you love me?

The one that gets there first is always first.

What's that you're saying, Jim?

Oh, I was just remembering something.

Annie, you're so deep, deep in my heart.

I could never get you out Let's drink to my last drink