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- Hi, Pete, how you doing?
- Okay, Bob.

Right this way, folks!

Right in front!

All right, you will see a show
of amazing, stupendous,

and cataclysmic proportions.

Your two bits will do
the work of a sawbuck.

On the inside, folks,
you're gonna see

right before
your very eyes,

without the aid of cheaters
or a microscope,

Joe, the turtle boy!

- That's his picture,
that's what he looks like.

- So help me, folks, if I ain't
telling the truth.

He walks, eats,
and sleeps just like a turtle,

but talks the English language
as well as you and I,

and shaves himself
with a safety razor.

And as an added
attraction, folks,

Joe plays the zither.

Believe it or not,
folks, he plays the zither.

That's what you see
when you go inside.

- What'd you get?
- Oh, not much.

Them birds have to
work for a living.

- These tickers look like
a lot of heirlooms.

Look at 'em!

- And that, folks,
is only a sample

of what you're gonna see
for the one price.

Now, look, folks,
you've got to give me

your undivided attention

because I want you to hear
each and every word

that I'm going to say.

Over there!
Over there!

Tira, the beautiful Tira.

Dancing, singing marvel
of the age.

Supreme flower
of feminine pulchritude.

The girl who discovered
you don't have to have feet

to be a dancer.

All right, boys,
just push right in there.

You're gonna have
a better view.

All right, boys,
the lumber, drag it out!

Play it, boys, play it.

♪♪

♪♪

If I wasn't a married man...

I could go for you, baby.

- No wisecracks, now.

Penny for
your thoughts.

- Tira, boys, Tira!

Just look
at those eyes.

Just look at those eyes!

I said those eyes.

Yes, sir, boys,
she can assume shapes

that will astonish
a chiropractor!

And next to her, a wiggling worm
looks paralyzed.

- Get the idea, boys?

- I can say without fear
of contradiction

that if Tira had've
played the town at the time,

Noah would've missed
the boat.

- You follow me?

- Boys, with the right kind
of encouragement,

she'll throw
discretion to the winds

and her hips to the north,
east, south, and west!

It's the only
show on earth

where the tickets
are made of asbestos!

And now inside, Tira,

the girl who makes
your dreams come true.

That's right, men!

- Can she do her stuff?

- Oh, you bet
she can do her stuff!

♪♪

- ♪ Oh ♪

- Ooh, mama!

- I know just how
you feel, honey.

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

- Is that elegant,
or is that elegant?

- Elegant.

- ♪ And they call me
Sister Honky Tonk ♪

♪ I've got the face
of a saint ♪

♪ On the level,
it ain't paint ♪

♪ Beware of these eyes ♪

♪ I'm a devil
in disguise ♪

♪ And they call me
Sister Honky Tonk ♪

♪ Get over, dirty ♪

♪ They call me
Sister Honky Tonk ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Hmm, hmm ♪

Mmm.

Ooh.

♪ Just play
a passionate strain ♪

♪ But I'll be low-down
again ♪

♪ It's fire
and it's flame ♪

♪ So be careful
of this dame ♪

♪ Oh, they call me
Sister Honky Tonk ♪

♪ I gotta scram now ♪

Am I making
myself clear, boys?

Suckers.

- Tomorrow night
at the same time,

Tira!

- Aw, come on, Tira,

you're gonna be a good girl
and work them lions

tonight, ain't ya?

- No, I'm gonna be a bad girl
and go home to bed.

- Oh, no!

- I'm tired
from tossing the hips.

- I know, but--
- Besides, the cat act's

on too late anyway.

I'll work 'em tomorrow night
if you put 'em on earlier.

- Sometime you'll ask me
to do you a favor, and I'll--

- So what?

Oh, hello, honey.

- Ah, I've just been
working on you.

Oh, yeah?

And what have you got
to tell me tonight?

- I have your horoscope.

- Ooh, I hope you got
some good news in it.

- Good and bad.

- Go ahead,
I've got my fingers crossed.

- You were born
in August.

- Yeah, one of
the hot months.

- It was on the 17th

under the sign
of Leo the lion.

- Oh, king of
the beasts, huh?

- Today is not lucky
for you.

- Well, I can't complain.

So far,
it's been perfect.

- Tomorrow will be
very lucky.

But tonight, be careful.

- Something told me not to work
that lion act tonight.

- You are very wise.

- Oh, I profit
by my experience.

Now, listen,
honey, um...

you just tell me
about my future.

You see, I know
all about my past.

- Ah, you have
a wonderful future.

I see a man in your life.

- What, only one?

- But this is one
very particular man.

He is very wealthy,
enormously wealthy.

- Oh, you mean
a millionaire, hm?

Uh, what does he look like?

- I see he has
brown eyes.

In fact,
I see two men.

- You don't mean twins?

- No, two
different men.

In the near future,
I see a change.

- What, a change of men?

- Not yet.

- Oh.

- I see a change
of position.

- Sitting or reclining?

- But... it's all
left me!

I can't help you
anymore tonight.

I can't, I can't,
I can't, I can't!

- Thanks, Rajah,
it's all right.

I'm in a hurry anyway.

Give me my thing.

- The horoscope.

Keep this where you may
consult it frequently.

- All right, I'll take it
to bed with me.

- What are you
playing me the chill for

all of a sudden, baby?

- 'Cause I ain't exactly
in the mood.

- Well, seems like I can't
put you in the mood lately.

- I guess you're right.

- Oh, uh...

Barton wants you
to get in the cage

and wrestle
them lions tonight.

- Not tonight, I told him--
- Oh, now, Tira, you gotta.

The show's walking
on its heels in this town.

Well, what's the rush?

You seem awful anxious
to get somewhere.

Pullin' something funny
if you ask me.

- Well, I ain't askin' you.

- Well, I'm asking you.

What do you want to stay
in a hotel in town for?

Why don't you stay here in
the lot, same as the rest of us?

- 'Cause I ain't the same
as the rest of youse.

I'm sick of people
worrying about what I do.

Got about as much privacy
around here as a goldfish.

- Hm, getting
high hat, huh?

- What'd you do,
get your hair cut,

or have your ears
moved down?

- It's a wonder
you noticed it.

Oh, Miss Tira!

- Oh, come in, honey.

- A gentlemen give me
this note for you.

- Mm-hmm.

What's your name, hm?

- My name's Frederick,
but they calls me Otto.

- All right, honey, you tell
the gentleman it's okay.

- Yes'm.

- Who's the boyfriend?

- Wouldn't you
like to know?

- Well, I'm telling
you something.

You go mixing up with any guy,
and I'll bust his jaw.

I'll break him in two,
do you hear?

I'll give him the works!

- You ain't careful,
you're liable to hurt somebody.

- Well, take that
as a warning.

- Aw, you take it
and bury it.

Maybe it'll grow lilies.

- Ah, I'll see you
later.

- The later the better.

- Tira, can I
come in?

Come on in, honey.

- Gee, I just felt I had to
talk to somebody.

- Oh, I'm in a rush,
but go ahead and talk.

You look terrible,
what's the matter?

- Oh, everything's
the matter.

With me, anyhow.

- Barton again?
- Yeah.

- That guy's a habit
with you, honey.

Why don't you step out?

A change
would do you good.

That's what I'm doing.

- What about Slick?

- Mm, he's all right.

If he kept his hands
out of other people's pockets.

What is it gonna get me
hanging around him?

I got ideas.

Somewhere there's a guy
with a million

waiting for
a dame like me.

Rajah said so.

- Gee, Tira, you always have
such swell things.

How do you do it
on your salary?

- It's a gift, honey,
it's a gift.

- Oh, gee,
them beads is pretty.

- They are kind of pretty.
- Hmm.

- Oh, um...

he gave me 'em.

Genuine amber.

The beads, I mean.

And, uh,
these here handkerchiefs...

genuine Madeira.

Oh, uh...

no, no, he gave me
the pillows.

Oh, here,
here's the baby.

He gave me them.

And, uh,
this here sailor

gave me this here
jade set.

He got it in Shanghai.

Genuine jade...
he said.

Here.

- Oh, gee, Tira.

They're beautiful.

- You like 'em?
- Oh, yeah.

- Try 'em on.

They do something to you,
well, you can have them.

- Thanks!
- Don't mention it.

I'd like to stick around
and show you

the rest of my stuff,
but I got a heavy date.

I gotta be leaving you.

- Oh, Tira, how can I
ever thank you?

- Don't.

Well, you look
better already!

Why, say,

you're a good lookin' dame!

Why, there's a lot of guys
would go for you in a big way.

- Oh!
- And always remember, honey,

a good motto is
take all you can get,

and give as little
as possible.

Don't forget, honey,

never let one man
worry your mind.

Find 'em, fool 'em,
and forget 'em.

- Thanks again.
- Hello, boys,

how's the "jernts" tonight?

- Fine.
- Swell, Tira.

- Hello, Tira!

Gee, this is the first chance
I've had to talk to you.

When are we
going out again together?

- Oh, most any time
you say, Harry.

- Well, I gotta
see you more often.

You know, I'm kind of
crazy about you.

- Oh, yeah?
- Can't get you out of my mind.

- Oh, that's bad.

Better not be
thinking about me

when you're up there
on them flying rings.

Something's liable
to happen,

- Not a chance.

Say, how about us
going somewhere

after the show tonight?

- Well, not tonight,
I gotta see my aunt.

Oh, Tira.

Us fellows is worried
about Harry here.

He don't eat enough,
und he don't sleep enough.

Love, you know, is bad
for an acrobat.

- Aw, don't worry,
I ain't gonna hurt him.

I only want to feel
his muscles.

Bye, honey.

You know, I never met anybody

just like you before.

You're different.

Anything different always costs more,
but it's worth it.

Oh, uh, by the way, honey,
you married or single?

- Married five times.
- Five times?!

Wedding bells must sound
like an alarm clock to you.

I don't suppose you believe
in marriage, do you?

- Only as a last resort.

Uh, what do you
do for a living?

- Oh, uh, sort of
a politician.

- I don't like work either.

- Oh, uh, you know,

I like to get around
and travel.

And, believe me, I've been
places and seen things.

- Mm-hmm.

I've been things
and seen places.

That sort of
evens us up, huh?

Mmm.

Sit down.

I didn't get
your name.

- Well, you know, I don't give
my name to everybody,

but it's uh--
- Now, don't tell me it's Smith.

- No!

Brown.
Ernest Brown.

- Well, that'll do.

Oh, uh...

what color
are you eyes, honey?

- Oh, I don't know.

- Mmm.
- Do you like 'em?

- Lovely.

Where'd you say
you were from?

- I don't think I said,
but I'm from Dallas, Texas.

- Dallas, huh?

I see.

Pardon me.

Dallas, huh?

Dallas...

Dallas, huh,
there we are.

Dallas, huh?

♪♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ No one loves me ♪

♪ Like that Dallas man ♪

- Bet your life no one loves you
live that Dallas man!

♪ Kisses sweet like honey ♪

- Yeah?

♪ Smiles that make
life sunny ♪

♪ No one loves me ♪

♪ Like that Dallas man ♪

♪ Why, folks,
he's got backbone ♪

♪ He's a Texas cyclone ♪

♪ No one loves me ♪

♪ Like that Dallas man ♪

♪ Why, brother,
he's a wild-horse trainer ♪

♪ Tames 'em with a whip ♪

♪ Gals, you'll go insaner ♪

♪ When he gets you
in his grip ♪

♪ Oh, strong arms
made for lovin' ♪

♪ He's a human oven ♪
- Oh...

♪ No one loves me ♪

♪ Like that Dallas man ♪

You just put your heart and soul
in your dancing,

don't you, honey?

- You're certainly giving me
the time of my life, baby.

- Oh, don't say givin'.

I don't like
that word givin'.

Do pretty well for yourself,
don't you, honey?

- Aw, that's nothing.

- Mm-hmm.

Did you ever take
a crack at show business?

- No, that's one business
I never tried.

- Well, you'd
do great in that racket.

You know, in front of the tent,
the big boss.

- Oh, you mean
with the big cigar?

- Oh, you catch on.

Maybe I can fix it up
with Mr. Barton,

sell you an interest
in the show, hm?

- Then I could, uh,
take the leading lady

out all the time, huh?

- That's the angle.

- Well, we'll talk
that over later.

- Oh, remember
your five wives.

- But you're the baby
that can make me forget 'em.

Kiss Papa.

Aw, give me a long one!

You know you ain't
the only girl I ever kissed.

- Mm, you got a lot to learn
even at that.

What do you mean
by busting in here like this?

- What are you doing here
with my wife?

- Your wife?
- He's lying, I ain't his wife.

- You can't get away
with this.

Listen, mug,
you're in a tough spot.

- Wait a minute, mister,
wait a minute.

Let me get this straight.
- You got it straight!

It's gonna be just too bad
for you when I call the cops.

- You can't shake
this guy down.

- Here I am, just about to
promote him for some dough,

and you come in
and spoil it.

- Aw, don't give me that.

- Oh, I get it.

You all don't have to
talk it over.

I reckon
I'm leaving right now.

- Oh, no, you ain't

There's a little business matter
to settle first.

- Let him go!
- I wouldn't give you a nickel!

No, you picked the wrong one
this time.

- Wait a minute--
- I got connections

in this town,
and I'm gonna see that you get

what's coming to you,
both of you.

- Now, wait a minute,
wait a minute.

- I've laid out bigger chumps
than you, you mug.

- Now, try
and get out of this.

- Yeah, well,
you're in it with me.

As fast as you pick 'em up
I'll drop 'em.

- Oh, yeah?

Well, he ain't
doing so good.

You better look him over.

- I think he's croaked.

- Ain't that nice!

I told you
them barroom tricks of yours

would get us in trouble.

- Come on, we gotta lam.

- What, and leave him
here in my place

for the cops to find?

I ain't taking any rap
for something you done. - Oh, you'd like me
to get set up, though,

so you could have
a free hand with the boys.

What a good time
you'd have.

Well, listen,
you may be tired of me,

but I ain't tired of you.

- Come on, there ain't no time
for that now.

Get him out of here.

- Where am I gonna
put a stiff in this joint?

- Put him out in the hall.

They can't tell
who did it then.

Hey, lay off that.

Ain't you got no respect
for the dead?

Come on, let's blow.

Is he dead?

- No, he's coming
around all right,

but he's had a bad crack
on his head, though.

I wonder how it happened.

- Did you people hear
any noise around here?

- Sure, I heard
a phonograph playing.

That's it, take it
easy, partner.

Take it easy.

Got any idea
who did this? - Huh?

Yeah, it was one
of them circus fellas.

- Could you pick him out?
- Sure I could pick him...

Say, I've been robbed!
- Are you sure of that?

- Yeah, I had a diamond that big
in a ring on my finger!

- All right,
all right, all right.

We'll get some of the boys
and pick him up

if he ain't left town.

Can you make the grade?
- Sure.

- Right this way then.
Come on.

That's him, men, hurry up!

There he goes
through the fence!

Close in on him, boys!

That's him there!

That's him there,
I tell ya!

Close in on him, boys.

There he goes.
Don't let him get away.

- Hey, Rube!
Hey, Rube!

- None of that,
none of that.

Don't try to start no riot.

- That's him, that's him!
- Yeah, go ahead, frisk him.

Come on, come on.

- That-- that's it!
- Yeah, you sure?

- I can prove it!
- Yeah, all right.

Take him along, boys.
Give me that ring.

- But it's mine!
- It's evidence, give it here.

Come on.

- Oh...

- That phone workin'?

- Yeah.
- Thanks.

Hello, give me
long distance.

- Long distance?

- Yeah, ain't you never
heard of it?

- Anything wrong?
- Plenty.

Cops just picked up Slick
for knocking over a guy

and lifting
his diamond ring.

- You don't mean he pulled
that job on the lot here?

- Don't worry, you're safe.

It's me that they--

Hello, long distance?

I want to talk
to Benny Pinkowitz.

New York City.

Oh, I don't know.

He lives up around 88th Street
and Riverside Drive.

Pinkowtiz.

Oh, Pinkowitz, I said!

All right,
I'll spell it for you.

"P..."

Oh, "P," like in "pansy."

I-N-K...

O-W...

Oh, "W," like in "witch."

No, no, "witch"!

Dame misunderstood me.

I-T...

"T," like in "tomato."

"Z"...

Yeah, put 'em all together
they spell Pinkowitz. All right, you'll ring me?

Okay.

- What are you calling up
that shyster for?

- Because he helped me beat
one rap, and he can do it again.

- How are you
mixed up in this?

- Like an olive
in a dry martini.

Hello?
Hello?

- Well, that's service.

Hello.

Hello, hello,
Benny?

Benny, this is Tira.

- Oh, hello, Tira, hello.

No, it's all right,
you didn't disturb me.

What is this time?

Can that be the truth?

Mm, mm, mm.

All right, I'll catch
the first train up.

Maybe for you, Tira,
I can do something.

But as for Slick,
I ain't so sure.

Say, have you
got any money?

You know it'll take
a nice piece of change

to square up everything.

About myself,
I ain't asking a nickel.

- Don't worry, Benny,
I'll have the money for you

when you get here.

Only, work fast.

- Leave it to me.

Good-bye, see you later.

Hey, operator.

Operator, listen,

I don't accept
reverse charges.

Yeah.

- Bill you gotta let me
have some dough right away.- So you're asking favors
of me now, eh?

- All right,
all right, you win.

Give me a light.

- If you'd be nicer to me

and worked the way
I wanted you to,

why, then...

- Well, it's either one thing
or the other.

You fix me up
with dough before morning,

or I gotta get out of town.

If Slick goes up,
he's gonna drag me with him.

I want the dough,
and I'll pay you back

as soon as I can.

I want to help
around here.

I'm willing
to do my share.

I'm willing to do
more than my share.

- Yeah...
- Why, I'll work them cats

like they never
been worked before.

And if it'll make you happy,
I'll even stick my head

in the big cat's mouth.

- Huh!
- Think it over.

- She'll stick her head
in the big cat's mouth?

Say, this is big!

If she'll do that,
your fortune's as good as made.

The Big Show will grab
that act in a minute.

- Ah...
- Now, wait a minute,

wait a minute,
they've been all season

looking for an attraction
like that.

They've been wanting
something big.

Well, this is it!

Can't you just
see it?

The twenty-four sheets,

"Dame Sticks Her Beautiful Head
In A Lion's Mouth.

The Jaws of Death."

Why, it's stupendous!

Don't you realize you'd be
a chump not to cash in on it? Give yourself a break.

Why, if I can't sell that act
to the Big Show in ten minutes, my name ain't Flea Madigan.

Tira can handle them cats
like nobody else.

Why, she's safer
in that cage than she is in bed.

- I don't doubt it.

Tira, I changed my mind.

- Yeah, does it work
any better?

- I got the money you wanted,
and it ain't a drop

in the bucket
to what you're gonna get.

- Oh, there is a Santa Claus,
but why the great joy?

- We can sell the act
to the Big Show.

Gee, that was
a great idea you got.

- Yeah, what idea was that?

- Why, sticking your head
in a lion's mouth!

- Who's sticking whose head
in whose mouth?

You-- it's marvelous!

It's stupendous!

- It's lousy.

Look here, you can't
back out on me like that.

- What do you think
I am, screwy?

Sticking my head
in a lion's mouth...

Don't make me laugh,
I ain't in the mood.

- Oh, he'll let you stick
your hand in his mouth.

Why not your head?

- You're crazy
if you don't grab this chance.

It means a fortune
to you!

Think of it,
all the dough you can use.

- What is the proposition?
- The Big Show!

Playing the big cities, your
name in thousand-watt mazdas.

No more worryin'.

No more doubling.

All the clothes you want.

- What good will clothes
do me without a head?

- It's a cinch
for you, Tira.

Big Boy
will never hurt you.

He's young, you'll never
have to use another cat.

- The Big Show,
playing all the big cities.

The silk hats,
the Rolls Royce cars,

the clothes, the jewels,
the smart money.

- Mm, meeting
the swells, huh?

Boys, I think
you got me sold.

The only trouble
with a trick like that,

if it don't work the first time,
you don't get a second chance.

- How much dough you got?
- Couple of grand.

- Let's have it.

I may need more later.

- Here, sign.

- What's the matter,
don't you trust me?

- I wouldn't trust
my own mother.

You know that.

I'll hop that first train
in the morning,

and I'll sell that guy
if the last thing I do...

- Hey, Joe...

open up this cage,
I'm going in.

- All right, Tira.

- Now, listen, honey,
there's a little something

I wanna talk over
with you.

Now, this is what
you gotta do.

♪♪

- Oh, when does
this lion tamer appear?

- A few minutes.

9:45 to be exact.

- How do you know?

- Why-- Why it's here
in the program.

♪♪

- Ladies and gentlemen,

I take great pleasure
in introducing to you

Tira,
the million dollar beauty!

Tira!

♪♪

- See her?

- She is something special,
isn't she?

- I'll say,
she's fascinating.

- Where were you
last night?

- Give me a peek.

- Come on,
talk to me, honey.

Come on.

Come on, get up there,

Come on.

Come on, speak up
for yourself.

What's the matter
with you?

You're gonna
be different, huh?

Get up there.

Get up there.

Oh, yeah?

You'll end up
as a rug.

Come on, get over there.

You're holding up
the works, you mug.

Come on, get up there.

Give us a peek.

Romeo, what's the matter
with you?

Come on,
get up there, Gussie.

- And now,
ladies and gentlemen,

for the first time
since Nero

threw the Christians
to the lions,

you will see feminine beauty
triumphant and unafraid.

Miss Tira
will defy death

by placing her head

in the jaws
of the King of Beasts.

Miss Tira.

♪♪

- Say, if them lions
don't show some sense,

I'm going down
and bite her myself.

- Come on,
handsome, say ahh.

Come on, Big Boy.

- That's it.

Remember
my contract, baby.

♪♪

- That was great,
wasn't it?

- I didn't see
anything great about it.

- Look here, I happen to know
her publicity man.

How would you all like
to go back and meet her?

- I'm for that!
- Oh, no, no, no.

- Let's do, Alicia.

We don't care about seeing
the rest of the show, do we? - No.

- And it'll be
a lot of fun knowing her.

- But it's absurd
to make such a fuss

over an ordinary
circus performer.

- Well, are we going
or aren't we?

- We certainly are.

- Well, let's go.

- Very well.

I suppose I must bow
before the general enthusiasm.

- Well, Beulah, that's another
performance under my belt

and I still got the face.

- Bless you, child,
I hopes you always keeps it.

- Yeah, it's my fortune.

When I was born with this face,
it was the same as striking oil.

Yes, ma'am.

You sure do believe
in that horoscope,

don't you, Miss Tira?

- Yeah, it
tells me everything.

I wouldn't make a move
without it.

- Oh, yes, yes, indeed,
Tira enjoys meeting people.

You'll find her
a regular fellow.

Of course, she has to be
in the mood.

That is, her work
is very strenuous,

and stars will be
temperamental at times.

- Yes, sir,
so I've heard.

- Uh, yes.

Excuse me
just a moment, folks.

- See who that is.

Good evening, Mr. Madigan.

Hello, Beulah, may I see
Miss Tira a minute, please?

- Yes, sir.
- Thanks.

- Oh, come in, Flea.

- Are you in the mood?
- For what?

- Silk hats.

- Oh, I can get that way.

- Okay, Beulah.

Step right in, please.

Thank you.

Just make yourselves
right at home.

Miss Tira
will be out directly.

Nice of you.

Thank you.

- Mr. and Mrs. Fletcher.
- Oh, uh...

- Mr. and Mrs. Bond.
- How do you do?

- Mr. Lawrence and Miss--
- How do you do?

- Pleased to meet you.
Uh, won't you sit down?

Thank you.

Oh, uh, won't you
sit down?

- If you don't mind,
I'd rather wait in the lounge.

- Oh, pleased
to have met you anyway.

Well, uh, now, let's see,
where were we?

- Well, I was about to say
we really came back

to tell you
what a thrill you gave us.

- Oh, thank you, I'm glad
you liked my act.

It is kind of unusual.

- I don't see
how you get up enough courage

to thrust your head
in that beast's mouth.

- I often wonder, myself.

- It seems
terribly dangerous.

- Well, it is, that's why
I have to carry a rod.

I mean a gun.

I had to shoot a lion once.
- Really?

Was he mad?

- Well, he wasn't exactly
pleased about it.

- Would you be so good
as to autograph my program?

- Ooh, love to.

- I should think you'd dread
every new performance.

- It is kind of
wearing on the nerves.

Of course, I don't intend
to do this all my life.

- Thanks.
- And mine?

- Mm-hmm.

- I don't believe, though,
after all this excitement,that you'd enjoy
being idle.

- Oh, I'll be
doing something.

Say, I got a great idea.

Why don't you come out
and have supper with us?

We'd love to have you.

- Thanks,
but a previous engagement.

- Oh, that's too bad.

- It's been such
a great pleasure to meet you.

- Thank you.

- Permit me to say I think
you're perfectly wonderful.

- Coming from a woman,
that's a big complement.

- Delighted.
- Well, it's been charming

to meet you lovely people.

What a charming woman.

- Well, anyway,
you've been awfully kind.

I'll never forget you.

- Mm, no one ever does.

- Good night.
- Good night.

- Swell person, isn't she?
- Rather.

- I'm so glad we met her.

- How about taking a look
at the lion she works with, huh?

- A good idea.
Come, darling.

- You go,
we'll wait for Alicia.

- Yes, go on,
we'll join you later.

- All right, until then.

- Uh, don't be long.

- All right.

- Beulah, remind me
to tell Flea Madigan

to get that Blue Book
in here

with the 400 in it,
so I'll know who's who

and what's what
in this town.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Mr. Lawrence, huh?

- Well, did you have
a nice visit

with your lion tamer?

- Oh, Alicia,
she's marvelous.

You really should have
stayed.

- Such good fun.
- Oh, nonsense.

I can't see why everyone is so
absolutely gaga about her.

She's obviously a person
of the commonest sort.

Not at all.

Of course, she would
impress the men.

They all have low minds.

And she's certainly low enough
to appeal to them.

Oh, Alicia, how
can you say that?

We all have a right
to our own opinion,

and I think she's crude
and a very ill-bred person.

Ugh!

Oh!

I've never been so hum--

Oh, I must get out
of this place before I scream!

- Can you imagine that broad
discussing me in that manner?

Say, I like
them brocades.

Order me six more pair
in the morning.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Is you in
to anyone else?

- I'm meeting all
comers tonight.

- Sorry, I believe
I left my cane inside.

- Gentlemen says
he left his cane.

- Oh, uh, come in
Mr. Lawrence.

I'll help you find it.

- It isn't necessary,
I know right where I left it.

- Hm, you've got
a good memory.

- Well, I ought to
since I left it here on purpose.

- You mean you planted
that stick?

- Sure.

Had to find a way
to see you alone.

- Oh...

- Look here, I've seen
your show three times, and I think
you're wonderful.

You're dazzling, you're
beautiful, you're gorgeous.

You're--
- Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Take it slower.

- Well, uh,
what I mean is

let's get better
acquainted.

You know, we could have
a lot of fun together.

You'll like me
when you know me.

I'm not half bad.

- Yeah, well if
you're half the man

I think you are,
you'll do.

- I am.

- Oh, well.

- Oh, come on,
let's go out tonight.

I'll ditch the crowd.

- I told you I had
a previous engagement.

- Break it.

You'll never regret it.

- Oh.

I'd love to, but, uh,
I've got to meet my aunt.

- Oh, these relatives
are a nuisance at times.

Then what about tomorrow
for breakfast,

luncheon, dinner, anything?

- Oh, let me see.

- Breakfast, I have in bed,
so that's out.

I don't eat lunch.

And dinner, I...

We'll make it supper
tomorrow night.

- That's a date,

and we'll go out.

- I like sophisticated men
who take me out.

- Well, I'm not
really sophisticated.

- Well, you're not really
out yet, either.

- Mm, you got me.

- Have I?
- Mm-hmm.

- Well, I guess
I better be going

before they come in here
and get me.

Tomorrow night then.

- That's the night.

Oh, Beulah.
- Yes, ma'am.

- Bring me my horoscope.

- Here it is.

- Mm, that's service.

- That man's sure crazy
about you, ain't he?

- Crazy about me?

Ah, the guy's
a pushover for me.

♪♪

Thank you, Mr. Lawrence.

That'll be delivered
to Miss Tira today.

We will deliver the car
to Miss Tira on Wednesday.

All right, Miss Tira,

Mr. Lawrence has arranged
for the account.

Yeah? Well, let me see.

My, oh, my, look at that.

Mmm-mmm!

♪ I always love to be
in bright lights ♪

♪ My streets
are paved with gold ♪

♪ I found myself
a new kind of man ♪

- Sing it, honey.

- ♪ He's mine
to have and hold ♪

- And how!

- ♪ I'm in my glory
when he's around ♪

- Yes, ma'am.

- ♪ Found a new way
to go to town ♪

Oh, Miss Tira,
ain't that something?

- Something not bad, huh?

Not bad?!

I never seen
such presents that this here

Mr. Kirk Lawrence
done give you.

He sure spending pretty.

You only
knowed him a week!

- Yeah, but what a week!

- He crazy about you,
same as all the rest.

I don't see how any man
could help loving you.

- I don't give 'em any help,
they do it themselves.

- Certainly do
keep me busy keeping track

of your gentlemen friends.

- Well, I want to make it easy
for you, Beulah.

I'm thinking about
putting in a filing system.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Well, men don't mean
a thing to me.

- Be careful of that
million dollar foot.

- I don't know, but me and men
do pretty well together.

- Yeah, what kind of men
do you like, Libby?

- I'm just crazy
about dark men.

- Dark men?

You ought to have
a big time in Africa.

- Yes, ma'am!

- Ah, don't get
them nails too short

or they'll think
I bite 'em.

- Yes'm.

You know, Miss Tira,

I been under the depression
that you is a one-man woman.

- I am, one man
at a time.

Oh, Beulah.
- Yes'm.

- Fetch me
that importation.

- Oh, you mean this one?

- Yeah,
that Parisian one.

- Yes, ma'am.

I gotta try it on,
see what it looks like.

♪ I play to win
the game of romance ♪

♪ With high cards
in my hand ♪

♪ But I've been trumped
by an ace of hearts ♪

♪ That feeling's
oh, so grand ♪

♪ Give me my fine furs
and fancy gowns ♪

♪ I found a new way
to go to town ♪

♪ I'm high ♪

- Yes, ma'am.
- ♪ I'm low ♪

- Mm-hm.

- ♪ Takes a good man
to break me ♪

- Sure does.
- ♪ No man can shake me ♪

- I knows it.
- ♪ Until I let him go ♪

- Yes'm.

Come on, honey.

Bet your life, huh?
- Yes, ma'am.

- Well, is it a flash
or is it a flash?

- It's beautiful.

- I know it's beautiful,
but I'm asking you,

is it a flash?

- Mmm.
- It's a flash all right.

- Kind of daring, huh?

- Not for you,
it ain't

- That's all
I want to know.

Hey, if that's that house
detective, tell him I'm--

I never will
get used to this joint.

Show the gentleman in.
- Yes'm.

- Get me my beads.

- You mean that pretty necklace
you just had give to you?

- Yeah, the necklace.

I will say beads.

Ooh, pretty,
ain't it, huh?

- I'll say it is.

I just wonder
how much money that cost.

- Well, I just couldn't
tell you right now,

but I have an idea.

- It ain't no he,
it's a she.

Says her name
is Miss Hatton.

- Miss who?
- Miss Hatton.

- Oh...

Pardon me.

- Yes'm.
- Yes, ma'am.

- Oh, so it's you.

- I suppose you know
why I'm here.

- Hardly, you see,
I'm a lion tamer,

not a mind reader.

- Then it might
refresh you to know

that I'm Kirk's fiancée.

- Mm, nothing refreshing
about that.

- I want to know
just what you intend to do.

- Well, what do you mean?

- You know you're making
a fool of him.

- Oh, he ain't any different
than when I first met him.

Not much.

- Everyone knows
that we're engaged,

and yet you're deliberately
interfering.

- I ain't interfering
with nothin'.

If Kirk prefers
my company to yours--

- Oh, he doesn't.

He only imagines he does.

- Well, I'll admit the boy's
got a great imagination.

- Oh, it's perfectly obvious
what your intentions are.

Kirk has lots
of money, and--

- Now, wait a minute.

Whatever you're thinking,
you're wrong.

I only like him
like a brother.

You ain't got nothing
to worry about.

- You're a liar!
- Say, listen, you,

a better dame than you
once called me a liar,

and they had to sew her up
in 12 different places.

You're lucky I'm a little
more refined than I used to be.

And if you was as much
a lady as I am,

you'd get out of here
before I get real sore.

- You haven't a streak
of decency in you.

- I don't show
my good points to strangers.

And I'll trouble you
to scram.

- Just a minute.

I realize
there's only one thing

that will influence you
to leave Kirk alone.

How much?

- Oh, Beulah.
- Yes, ma'am.

- Peel me a grape.

- You know,
I can't wait any longer.

You better go at once.

- I tell you, Jack, I'm not
going to Texas, that's final.

- Oh, you're being
ridiculous.

This mad infatuation
of yours for this, uh...

lion tamer will ruin your life
and Alicia's too.

- Don't you worry
about Alicia.

- Say, you seem to forget
that you're an engaged man.

- Now, Jack, it's no use
in arguing.

I intend to handle
my own affairs.

- Oh, you're going to
continue with this woman?

- Indefinitely.

- You're mad.

- Right.

- Leave that
where you found it.

- Well...

hello, baby.

Here I am.
- So I see.

When did they open
the pearly gates for you?

- Yesterday.
You glad to see me?

- Sure, don't I look it?

- And you ain't sore?

- Why should I be?

You done the time,
not me.

How'd you happen
to come up here?

- I knew the show
was layin' off this week,

so I looks up Barton.

He tells me what a swell joint
you got here. Well, you done
pretty nice for yourself.

From a tent
to a penthouse.

Yeah.

This is a great layout.

Well, this is one place
you ain't layin' out in, honey. - I guess that
sort of means

I don't exactly
fit in around here.

- Oh, I wouldn't say that.

Whole trouble with you,
you got nervous fingers.

- Aw, I'm all washed up
with that.

- Yeah, what do you figuring
on doing for a living?

- Huh, well, I don't know.

I'm sort of
up against it.

I thought maybe
you might--

- Ah, pulling the sob
on me, huh?

- No, I--
- All right, I'll do

something for you if you promise
to keep your hands

in your own pockets
from now on.

- Baby,
I promise you anything.

- Yeah, but would you keep it?
- You want me to swear?

- Never mind,
I can do that myself.

Listen, go see Barton,
tell him I said

to find something
for you to do over there.

And here... take this,

but don't make
a habit of it.

Get yourself some clothes

till you start
looking normal again.

- Say, you're a pal.

You know, there never was
a dame like you.

- Aw, forget that.
- Okay.

But I just want you to know
I'm still warm for you, baby.

- Well, maybe
I'll be seeing you.

- Make it soon, will you?

- Get going.

That guy would
show up now.

- Hello,
Miss Tira's apartment?

- Yes, sir.

- Just say,
if she can spare the time, Mr. Clayton would like
to see her.

I'll tell her that
if I can remember it.

If not, I'll just say
he's here.

- Perhaps
that'll do as well.

- Ooh, Beulah,

take the gentleman's hat
and coat.

- Thanks, I hope
I haven't disturbed you.

- Uh, not so far.

There anything
I can do for you?

- Yes, there is,

but first I better
introduce myself.

- Well, that's
not necessary.

I know who you are.

I've heard Kirk
speak of you.

- Good,
that simplifies matters.

It's on Kirk's account
I'm here.

- Oh, I see.

Well, uh...

let's sit down
and be comfortable about it, hm?

- I hope I can come
right to the point.

About this situation
between you and Kirk,

he's neglecting important
business on your account.

And, of course,
there's Miss Hatton,

his fiancée,
to be considered.

- Oh, she's an awful twist.

Of course, I know you have

no liking for Miss Hatton.

- Ah, she came in here,
got nasty,

I had to put her
in her place.

- Yes, yes, I heard you had
some slight misunderstanding.

Do you mind
if I get personal?

- Hm, go right ahead.

I don't mind
if you got familiar.

It's all in the family.

- Well, then, do you
really care for Kirk?

I mean, do you love him?

- Well, I don't know.

See, my horoscope
says so.

- I'm afraid
I don't understand.

- Hm, I'm afraid I don't
understand it myself sometimes.

You see, it describes a guy--
I mean, a man like Kirk.

- Well, surely
you're not being serious.

- Why, I certainly am.

Why, my whole life
is ruled by astrology.

- Well...

- Ooh, uh, what color eyes
you got, huh?

- Well, I don't know.

- Mm, fine.

Well, uh,
as you were saying...

- Well, yeah.

Do you mean to tell me
that simply because Kirk

fits some vague description
in your horoscope

that you'd deliberately
break up things

between him and Miss Hatton?

- Well, maybe it would be
a good break for him.

- Well, now, surely you
wouldn't let personal dislike

destroy their engagement.

Unless, of course,
you have serious intention.

- And what if I have?

- I'm afraid
that's impossible.

- Hm, say, listen,
with me nothing's impossible.

- Well, that may be,
but I'm here to tell you,

if you're thinking
of marrying Kirk,

you'd better not
count on it.

- Kirk send you
up here with that line?

- No, he doesn't know
I'm here.

- Oh, I get it.

You figure the family honor
needs protecting.

A circus dame
would be sort of a red leaf

on the family tree,
is that it?

- Now, please understand
that it's been...

rather difficult for me
to come here and talk to you

about what you no doubt consider
is none of my business.

- Mm, that's all right,
I don't care.

Someone's got something
on their mind,

I like them
to get it off.

- You're an unusual
sort of person.

- Ah, I've been
accused of that.

- As a matter of fact,
I'd much rather have met you

under pleasanter
circumstances.

- Mm, same here.

There's no hard feelings.
- Why, of course not.

I shouldn't want you
to feel unfriendly toward me.

- Ah, and I shouldn't want you
to get the impression

that I'm just
an adventurist.

- Well, I didn't
think that.

- Oh, what did you think?

- Well, I had no definite idea
what you would be like.

Of course, I've seen
newspaper pictures of you, but--

- Oh, yeah?

Did you ever see
this one here?

- Now, there's
one of my favorites.

- Yes, it looks
just like you.

- Well, it should,
I posed for it.

- You like it?
- Yes.

- Well, you can have it.

- Oh, no thanks, I wouldn't
want to deprive you of--

- It's all right,
I get them by the hundreds.

Frame and all.

- Well, in that case...

- Won't you stay?
I'll ring for tea.

- Oh, no thanks,
really, I must be going.

You've been wonderful.

- You've been kind of
wonderful yourself.

- Oh, thanks.

Uh, now, you'll consider
all I've said,

and, uh, try and bring
Kirk to his senses.

- Well, I can't promise
anything right now,

but, uh, you have started

a new train of thought
in my mind.

I'll think it over
and let you know what I decide.

- You'd be doing
a fine thing.

- Yeah? Fine for who?

- For all of us.

- Oh, you're kind of
unusual, yourself.

- Well, I've been
accused of that.

Uh, now, you can reach me
there at any time.

And I want to thank you
for the way you received me.

And, uh, well, you can reach me
there at any time.

- Oh, you'll hear from me.

You'll hear from me.

- That'll be fine.

- Oh, you fascinate me.

You better go.

- Good night.

- Hello?
- - Miss Tira calling.

- Good, put her on.

- Oh, uh, Mr. Clayton?

I've been thinking over
everything you said,

and, um, I made
my decision.

- Good, I'm glad you made up
your mind so quickly.

- Oh, I'm very quick
in a slow way.

You see, I can't discuss it
over the phone,

it's, uh, it's got
a lot of angles to it.

Uh, you better come up
and see me.

- Well, I'll be glad to.

In fact, I'll come over
right away

if it's convenient for you.

- Most convenient.

I'll tell you this much,
you're--

you're gonna like
what I got in mind.

Uh-huh.

I'll be ready.

Goodbye.

Mmm.

Hello, honey.
- Evening, Miss Tira.

- Ooh, uh, if anyone
should call,

I'm indisposed.

- Yes, ma'am.

- You know
what I mean, don't you.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Come here, dear.

I haven't had you
alone all evening

with all those people.

- Well, my public.

Let me take
a good look at you.

Ah, you were wonderful
tonight.

- Mm, I'm always
wonderful at night.

- Yes, but tonight
you were especially good.

- Well, when I'm good,
I'm very good.

But when I'm bad...
I'm better.

Oh, uh, don't go away,
I'll be right back.

♪ No one loves me
like that New York man ♪

- You must have had
a good time.

You seem so happy.

- If I wasn't,
you'd know it. Oh, uh, get me another gown,
Beulah.

I've danced this one
around all evening.

I gotta give it a rest.

- Yes, ma'am.
Which one?

- Oh, that lucky one.

- Yes'm.

♪♪

♪♪

- Mm.

♪♪

Mmm, that guy's
got rhythm, huh?

- Yes'm.
I knows what you means.

- Oh?

♪♪

Ooh, um, bring out
a couple of drinks,

and then you two dames
can retire.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Yes, ma'am.

- Oh, uh, open up that door.

Well, here goes
my big moment.

- Mm-hmm.

- Don't stop, honey,
you put me in the mood.

- Oh, it's great to be here
alone with you, dear.

- I kinda like it, too.

- The only thing,
I'm gonna be jealous.

- Oh, yeah?

- Of course, if I could
only trust you. - Oh, you can.
Hundreds have.

Don't you know
I'm mad about you?

- I could tell you'd be
the first time I saw you.

- Say, I must
be transparent.

- Honey, you're just wrapped
in cellophane.

- Come on, darling...
be serious.

- You want me to?

- Sure, I do.

- All right,
I'm very serious.

- Oh, I adore you.

- Yes, ma'am,
yes, ma'am.

- How am I doing, Beulah.

Youse doing fine.

Youse doing grand.

- I'll do better when
you're gone, you rascal, you.

Yes, ma'am, I knows
you will, ma'am.

Uh, go on.

- Great gals, huh?

♪♪

- Honey... I wonder
if you realize

just how much
you mean to me.

I've never been so happy
in my life.

- You mean that?

- Well, I guess love
is a wonderful thing.

- Well, so I've heard it
highly praised.

♪ No one could be ♪

♪ Half as nice, I know ♪

♪ What have you done to me? ♪

♪ You're simply grand,
la da da da da da da ♪

♪ You've worked
your spell on me ♪

♪ Now make your demand ♪

♪ I want you ♪

♪ I need you ♪

♪ Your love must be mine,
oh, baby baby ♪

♪ To have you would be ♪

♪ Paradise divine ♪

- Move over, honey,
and don't stop.

- I'll never stop.

♪ Want you, need you ♪

♪ To call you my own ♪

♪ To have you would be ♪

♪ Paradise, I know ♪

♪ Please, won't you
believe me ♪

- Darling...
- ♪ You're moonlight ♪

- You could never guess
how much I love you.

- I never guess.
You gotta show me.

- Just give me the chance.

- You'll get it.

♪ To have you would be ♪

- Ah, I could
be your slave.

- Well, I guess that
could be arranged.

♪ What have you done to me? ♪

♪ You're simply grand,
wah da da da da ♪

- What have you done to me?

- You oughta know.

♪ Now make your demand ♪

♪ I want you,
I need you ♪

♪ Your love must be mine,
oh, baby baby ♪

♪ To have you would be
paradise ♪♪

What are you gonna
do about it, huh?

♪♪

- Say, what's this I read
in the paper

about you marrying
this rich guy, Clayton?

If it's publicity,
it's great.

If it ain't,
it's no good.

- I'm quittin' the show.

- You're quittin'?

- Yeah, I'm sick
of this racket. I found the right man,
and I'm gonna get married.

- You can't quit.

You got a five-year
contract with me.

- Yeah?

Did you ever read it?

It says with good 'cause you can
give it two weeks' notice.

Well, I'm giving you
that notice right now.

- But you ain't got
no good cause.

- Hey, marriage is a good enough
cause for anything.

- You can't do that to me
and get away with it.

- No?

- Hey, what's my picture
doing by that skunk?

- I figured
it belonged there.

- What do you mean?

Everybody used to call me
"The Bull."

- Well, you may
be The Bull to them,

but you're just plain skunk
to me.

- Now, I got everything set.

You get up
to the apartment

and see that everything
is clear.

- All right.

But suppose Tira gets back
before we spring it? - I got the chauffer fixed.

So there'll be trouble
with the car on the road.

- Mm.
- Now, get going.

Every minute counts.

- Come on, can't you hurry up
and get that thing fixed?

I gotta get back.

I'm expecting Mr. Clayton
at the apartment.

- Doing the best I can,
ma'am.

- Your best is no good--
try doing your worst.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Say, where are we?

I thought we were
in Jersey.

- We are in Jersey, ma'am.

- Ah, you sure you didn't
take the wrong road

and land in Brazil?

- No, ma'am.

- Come on.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Tira?

- What do you want?

Oh...

you're Clayton.

I know all about
you and Tira,

but that's all finished.

I've been away,
but I'm back again,

and she ain't wantin'
no change.

We're going on
just the same as before.

Get it?

- No, I don't get it.

Where's Miss Tira?

- Well, she ain't here
just now

because she knew
you was comin',

and she didn't
want to see you.

- What are you
talking about?

- She didn't like
to tell you herself,

so I'm doing it for her.

Ain't that enough?

- Yes, I guess
that's enough.

- This is the right thing
to do, Jack.

With a woman of her type,
this would have happened

sooner or later.

And if you ask me,
I think you're lucky.

- Well, maybe you're right.

Oh, Frank, get a messenger
and send that at once, will you?

I'm going to be out of town
for three or four weeks,

perhaps longer.

In the meantime,
I'm out to all calls.

Everybody,
do you understand?

- Is that message
for Miss Tira, too?

- Yes.

- But I understood you were
to be married this month. - Well, we're
both mistaken.

- Yes, sir.

- ♪ What have you
done to me? ♪

♪ You're simply grand,
wah da da da da ♪

♪ You worked
your spell on me ♪

♪ Now make your demand ♪

♪ I want you,
I need you ♪

♪ Your love must be mine ♪

- Oh, you sure gonna
make a gorgeous bride.

- Ah, I know I'm gonna
make a nervous bride.

Heh, I ain't never
done this before.

Marriage is a new kind
of racket for me.

- Heh, I've been
married four times.

- Oh, yeah? Huh.

You ought to do well
in the wholesale business.

- Oh, uh, I don't want
to see anyone,

unless it's Mr. Clayton.

- Yes'm.

- That Mr. Clayton
is sure a wonderful man.

- Mmm, I'll say he is.

I never knew I could go for
anyone like I have for him.

He made me feel like
a different dame.

I ain't just
a Sister Honky Tonk no more.

- Oh, youse a lady now.

Mm, thank you.

- The messenger
done give me

this note to give you,
Miss Tira.

- Mm, yeah?

You can go.

Uh, this is Miss Tira
speaking.

- I'm sorry, Madam,
Mr. Clayton's gone away.

- Gone away?

Well, when is he
expected back?

- Well, I couldn't
say definitely,

but I'm sure not
for several weeks.

- Oh, is that the only
message he left for me?

- Yes, that's all.

- Oh...

Thanks.

- Hello, Tira, darling!

- Benny.
- How are you?

You look so marvelous.

Come right in,
sit right down.

Make yourself at home.

Now, let me look at that
beautiful smile of yours.

- Did you know about me
gonna be married?

- Yeah, sure!
Congratulations.

- Too late, it's all off.

And I want you to sue the guy
for breach of promise.

- Certainly!
The lowlife.

- No, he ain't, Benny.

The first guy
I ever really loved.

I thought he loved me, too.

- What a tragedy.

Mm, mm, mm.

We start proceedings
immediately.

How much is he worth?
- Millions.

- Millions?
We'll sue him for, uh...

for damages.

- I ain't damaged.

I just want you to sue him
for breach of promise.

I got all the proof you want--
letters, wires,

newspaper stories,
even my trousseau.

- For that trousseau alone,
we collect plenty.

It's a cinch.

When do you want
the case tried?

- Oh, let me see.

I go on the road
with the show, and...

I'll be back
in a few months.

Better start then.

- Umm! Is that a case?

Well, darling, you give me
a few details,

and I'll serve him
with papers right away.

- Okay... first, I'll tell you
how I met the guy.

But remember,
in anything I say,

I ain't got no real
animosity for him.

- Of course.

Of course.
Of course.

- If I was a home girl,
I'd be heartbroken.

- Yes... yes...
yes...

- Now, Miss Tira,
I understand

you've had a rather
colorful past.

- Well, I...
I gotta admit

I've been the love interest
in more than one guy's life.

I don't see why my... past
had got to do with my present.

- We shall show that to
the satisfaction of the court,

I believe.

Nevertheless, the fact remains
that you've been on... friendly terms
with several men.

- All right, I'm the sweetheart
of Sigma Chi-- so what?

You must answer questions
directly, please.

- Ooh, uh...
pardon me, Judge.

- Proceed.

- Do you know a man
named Wiley...

generally called Slick?

- Yes, I know the mug--
the gentleman.

- And do you recall
the man you see there?

- Well, if I'm not mistaken,
you mean that Dallas man.

- And you're also acquainted,
aren't you,

with Mr. Kirk Lawrence?

- Yes, I had the pleasure.

- And, uh, no doubt
you recall

those five gentlemen
seated in the first row,

right inside the railing?

Mr. Blake, Mr. Larson,

Mr. Willard...

Mr. Foster...
and Mr. Harris?

- Well, uh, I do
recall their faces,

but, uh, them ain't the names
they gave me.

- Pardon me again, Judge.- It's all right.

- That's all, Miss Tira.

- Does the attorney
for the plaintiff

wish any further questions?

- Your Honor, I would like
to request a recess

for about ten minutes.

- Is that agreeable
to the defense?

- Perfectly.

- This court's adjourned
for ten minutes.

- Tira, why did you admit
that you knew all these men?

- Well, I do know them.

You don't want me to commit
perjury, do you?

- Yes, but why
didn't you tell me

there were so many
men in your life?

- Why shouldn't I know guys?

I've been around, I've traveled
from coast to coat.

A dame like me
can't make trips like that

without meeting some of
the male population.

- Listen to me, Tira.

You know me.

I'm a smart lawyer.

Give me that much loophole,

and I'm through it
like an eel.

But with all those guys,
with all the riff-raffs--

pardon me--
going up to the judge

and telling all they know
about you and them,

it's curtains
for us, Tira.

- You mean we're finished?
- Yeah, sure-- drop it.

You've had enough publicity.

What all those guys are going
to say to the judge,

it won't read so nice
in the newspapers.

- Well, I ain't
gonna drop it.

Listen, Benny,
have I a right

to question
witnesses myself?

- Yeah, sure, but--

- Then that's what
I'm gonna do.

- You don't mean it.

- Now, Mr. Brown, just tell
the jury in your own words

what took place.

- Well, I was
watching her dance,

and I seen her
looking at me.

And I kind of looked back,
and she flirted

and made a date with me.

So I took her out
for a ride in my car,

and she asked me up
to her hotel room,

where she was livin'.

We had a couple of drinks,

and she put on a phonograph
record, and we danced.

And while we was dancin',
she kissed me.

- And how long were you
with Miss Tira

in her hotel room?

- Oh, close to a couple hours,
I should say, and, uh--

- That's all Mr. Brown.

Cross-examine.

- My client begs
the permission of the court

to question the defense
witness herself.

- Well, heh,
it's a little unusual.

But, uh, quite within
the plaintiff's right.

She may question
the witnesses.

- If you please,
Your Honor,

I would request the court
to warn the jury

not to be swayed
by any theatricalism

on the part of the plaintiff.

- The jury, in weighing
the evidence,

will bear in mind
the warning of the defense.

Proceed.

Mmm, lovely tie.

Well, Mr. Brown,
ain't you the man

that had the five wives?

- Uh... uh, yeah.

- And you was married
to one of 'em

when you stepped out
with me, wasn't you?

- Mm, yes.
- Mmm, cheatin'.

Now, you made it sound
kinda nasty

the way you
spoke about us two

being alone together
in my place,

and you know nothing
actually happened

that you couldn't tell
your grandchildren about.

- Well, uh, I--
- In other words,

it was just a harmless
little social date, wasn't it?

- Yeah.
- Okay, I'm through with you.

How am I doin', hmm?

- Any further questions?

You're excused, Mr. Brown.
Next witness.

- Mr. Kirk Lawrence.

- Mr. Kirk Lawrence,
take the stand, please.

Quiet, please, quiet.

Raise your right hand.

Do you solemnly swear
to tell the truth,

the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth,

so help you God?

- I do.
- Take the stand.

Mr. Lawrence,
you're well acquainted

with the plaintiff,
aren't you?

- Yes.

- In fact, you were
intimate friends.

- Yes.
- Isn't it true that you

once seriously contemplated
asking her to marry you?

- Yes.

- Uh, now,
I understand that,

after knowing you
only a week,

the plaintiff accepted
several thousand dollars worth

of valuable gifts
from you,

uh, such as
a diamond bracelet,

gowns, a fur coat.

- That's correct.

- And, almost immediately after
accepting these gifts,

she became engaged
to Mr. Clayton, isn't that so?

- Uh, yes.

- And, after
becoming engaged, she refused to talk to you,
even on the telephone.

- Yes.
- Now, Mr. Clayton

has more money than you have,
hasn't he?

- That's true.

- What construction
did you place

upon this woman's
treatment of you?

- Well, in plain words,

I felt she simply played me
for a good thing.

- Thank you, Mr. Lawrence.

Your witness.

- Now, you're not looking to get
those presents back,

are you, Mr. Lawrence?

- No, of course not.

I don't expect you
to return them, anyway.

- You're right, I wouldn't.

Now, uh, you gave me
those presents

because you liked me
a little, didn't you?

- Mm, yes.

- I didn't ask you for them,
did I? - Well, uh, I don't regret
giving them to you,

if that's what you mean.

- Thanks, I didn't
think you did.

Now, you was engaged
to marry a girl

just at the time you started
running around with me,

wasn't you?
- Yes.

- And you know
your fiancée came up to see me

to ask me to break it off
with you, don't you?

- I heard so.
- All right, I broke it off.

So what are you
crying about?

- Your Honor,
this sort of questioning

is most irregular.

- The plaintiff, not being
a practicing attorney...

may put her questions
as best she can.

- Thanks, Judge.
You're regular.

I'm doing my best
to be legitimate.

That's all with you.

Mm-hmm.

- Any further questions?

- The defense is ready
for the next witness.

- You're excused.
Proceed.

- Miss Beulah Thorndike.

- Miss Beulah Thorndike!

- You don't mean to tell me
they got nerve enough

to call my old maid
to squeal on me?

- You're Miss Tira's
personal maid, aren't you?

- Well, I was.

But I ain't sure now.

- As Miss Tira's
personal maid,

it was your duty
to answer telephone calls

and admit visitors
to the apartment?

- Yes, ma'am.
Uh, yes, sir.

- Now, Miss Tira often
had gentlemen callers,

didn't she?

- Quite some.

- During the time
that Miss Tira

and Mr. Clayton
were engaged,

did she have
other men visitors?

- Mm...

Not that I recalls.

- Hmm, you have
a very convenient memory.

That's all.
Cross-examine.

- Listen, Shadow, what
are you doing here?

- I don't know.

They done subpoena-ated me.

- Ohh, heh.

Beulah, I want you
to tell the boys the truth.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Now, after Mr. Clayton and me

became engaged,

did you ever hear me
talk about any other man

or did you ever see me
with any other man

outside of my manager,
Mr. Barton?

- No, ma'am.

- Did you ever hear me
make any cracks

about Mr. Clayton's money?

- No, ma'am.

- Did you ever hear me say what I thought
about Mr. Clayton?

- Oh, yes, ma'am.

- Yeah?

Well, what'd you
hear me say?

- Well, you said--
- Now, just a minute.

Tell the jury.

Is that all right
with you, Judge?

Yes.

- Proceed.

- Well, you said
that you never knew

you could love a man
like you loved him.

- Ooh, heh heh.

I kinda forgot
I said that.

- And you said that you done
fall so hard for him, it hurt.

- Oh, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Answer one question
at a time.

- I just tellin' the truth,
like you told me to.

- Yes, but you're
telling too much of it.

- Well, I ain't never seen
nobody so broken-hearted

as you was when you
and Mr. Clayton done bust up.

- Mm-hmm, that's enough,
Beulah.

You're ruining my character.

- I object, Your Honor.

This witness's testimony
is entirely irrelevant.

I move that it be
stricken from the record.

- Motion denied.
Any more questions?

- No questions.
- You're excused.

Next witness.

- Please call
Mr. Slick Wiley to the stand.

- Mr. Wiley, Mr. Slick Wiley,
please take the stand.

- Look here, Bob, do you
have to question this man?

- Of course, Jack.

He'll win
our case for us.

She can't laugh him off.

- All right,
but don't mention the night

I found him at her
apartment.

- But I've got to ask him
about that.

That's what
I'm depending on.

No, I don't want you
to mention it.

- All right, I'll keep it
as clean as I can.

- When he gets through
with Slick,

we ain't got a chance.

- Mr. Wiley, you know
the plaintiff, Miss Tira,

very well, do you not?

- Sure.

We been like that.

- Uh, during the time
the plaintiff

was reputed to be
engaged to the defendant,

Mr. Clayton,
were you friendly with her?

Oh, never better.

- Isn't it true that
the plaintiff was in the habit

of giving you sums of money
from time to time,

for your own
personal use.

- Yeah, sure, she was
always good for anywhere

from ten bucks to a C-note.

- Isn't it also a fact

that you kept certain
personal belongings

in the apartment
of the plaintiff,

and that, on at least
one occasion,

you were seen
in the plaintiff's apartment

only partly dressed?

- You mean in pajamas?
- Yes.

- Yeah... I always kept
two pair there.

Silk ones.

One green and one purple,
with yellow stripes.

- Um, Mr. Wiley,

did the plaintiff
ever suggest to you

that her interest
in the defendant

was principally because
of his wealth?

- Yeah, sure.

She was always lookin' to hook
some guy with a lot of dough.

- That's all, Mr. Wiley.

Cross-examine.

- Where were you
on the night of June the 7th?

- Why...

I don't remember.

- Heh. All right,
I'll give you your choice.

Where were you any night
last June, July, or August?

- Um...

- Come on, come on,
make up your mind. - In stir.

- That's it, speak up,
so they can hear you.

He was in stir.

That means, in other words,
gentlemen of the jury, he was in jail.

Now, tell the gentleman
how many other jails

you've been in
the last ten years.

- I don't remember.

He can't remember.

And what's this about you
owning silk pajamas?

You know it's a lie.

You forgot to tell
these good people

the only time
I ever gave you money

was when you got out of jail
and you were broke

and walking on your heels.

Ya heel.

And as for you sitting around
in my apartment in silk pajamas,

you never sat around
in my apartment in nothin'.

And you know it.

Answer me-- did you?

- Sure, I did.

And I was seen there, too.

- Why, you d--

you perjurer.

- I object to the witness
being harassed this way! - Who's harassing who?

I'm just asking
for a square deal, that's all.

I'm just asking good,
honest, and intelligent people

not to take the word
of an ex-convict

against a good, honest,
and innocent woman.

- I object, Your Honor!

- Objection overruled.

- You're right, Judge.

- There you are.

She's got the jury
and the judge under her arm. They'll hand her this case
on a silver platter.

- Don't be unfair.
- Unfair?

Maybe you've got so much money,
you don't mind losing this case.

But my reputation means
something to me,

and if ever there was a case
I wanted to win, this is it.

- Well, I told you not to put
the man on the stand

in the first place.

- Then you'll
have to take the stand

and tell your story.

- I'll do nothing
of the kind.

- If you feel
that way about it,

why did you ever contest
the case at all?

- Well, I'm sorry I did.

- Now, if any right-thinking
man'll believe

what a crook
and a jailbird will say,

then there's nothing
I could say

that'll make any difference.

I'm through with this guy,
Judge.

- Do you wish to question
the witness further?

- Yes... I have a few questions
I should like to ask.

Mr. Wiley--
- Bob... sit down.

That's enough.
Call it off.

I'll settle
for the amount asked.

- You're absolutely mad.

- I don't want it
to go any further.

Do you understand?

- All right,
have it your own way.

If you want to make a fool
of yourself over this woman,

I can't stop you.

- Don't try to.

- Your Honor,
my client has requested me

for some peculiar reason
of his own

to cease contest
of this suit.

He's prepared
to settle at once

for the full amount
of the case.

- How extraordinary.

- I'll say it is.

- What is this, Benny?

- Don't ask me.
I am paralyzed.

- Sounds like a trick in it.

- Does the plaintiff accept
the defendant's motion

as satisfaction
of this suit?

- Okay, the plaintiff
accepts it with pleasure.

- In view of the agreement
between the parties to this suit

the jury is discharged
with thanks.

Case dismissed.

Court's adjourned.

- I'm glad you won your case,
Miss Tira.

- Now, wait a minute
now, boys.

Boys, now,
take it easy now.

- Aw, give us a break,
will ya?

- I'll give you all the breaks
in the world,

but don't crowd.

Wait a minute,
pictures first.

- Could you stand up, please,
Miss Tira?

Miss Tira,
would you stand up, please?

- Why, of course,
if it'll make you happy.

- Look over this way,
please, Miss Tira.

Right here, Miss Tira.

- Wait a minute, boys,
one at a time.

I'm not twins, you know.

- All right--
- Hold that pose, please.

- Oh, okay.
- All set. Open.

- Hold it for me now, okay?
- Thank you, Miss Tira.

- Thank you.
- Thank you, Miss Tira.

- Will you answer a few
questions, Miss Tira?

- Of course.

- Now that you've
won your case,

what do you intend to do?

- Carry on
the same as before.

- Why did you admit knowing
so many men in your life?

- Hm, well, it's not the men
in your life that counts,

it's the life in your men.

In all this, do you feel

that you've been
doing the right thing?

- Show me a woman
that could do any better.

- Well...
- Oh, you're right, Judge.

Oh!

- Well, it was nice of you
to come up, Judge.

- Oh, thank you.

You've been charming,
my dear.

Very charming.

- I'm glad you found that out.

- Oh, of course,
of course.

Well, good-bye.

- Hmm. I see you've got
that hand trouble, too, ah?

Well, good-bye again.

- Good-bye.

Hello?

Oh, uh,
juror number four.

Yes, I remember you.

You were the one
with the nice, kind face.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, I know
you were for me.

Mm-hmm.

And I wanna thank you
for those beautiful flowers.

They were lovely.

And don't forget, come up
and see me sometime.

Mm-hmm.
- Oh, Mr. Clayton.

How is you?

- Ooh, uh, yes, yes.

All right, good-bye.

- Tira...

You said things
in that courtroom

that led me to believe
you loved me.

That you still love me.

Did you mean them?

- What difference
does it make now?

- All the difference
in the world.

- You didn't
believe me before.

- Because I couldn't understand
about that fellow Slick

being up here that night.

- Oh, so that's it.

Heh, I didn't
understand it myself

till I found out it was
all a big frame-up...

to keep me from
leaving the show.

- Well, then, let's forget
the whole thing

and go on together.

- You sure you want it
that way?

- You know I do.

- Oh... sit down.

- You're everything to me.

I am?

Oh, Beulah?
- Yes, ma'am?

- Bring me my jewel case.

- You're more fascinating
than ever.

- Well, I get better
as I go along.

- Here, Miss Tira.

- Here's something for ya.

- Well, I'm glad to know
it wasn't the money you wanted.

- You got a lot of other things
it takes

to make a woman happy.

- Oh, I'm crazy about you.

- Well, I did my best
to make you that way.

- Look, darling,
you need a rest and so do I.

Let me take you away
somewhere, we'll--

- Would you call
that a rest?

- What are you
thinking about?

- Same thing you are.

♪♪

- ♪ Mm, baby, I can warm you ♪

♪ With this love of mine ♪

♪ I'm no angel ♪

♪ Aw, let me feel
my fingers ♪

♪ Runnin' through your hair ♪

♪ I can give you kisses
till you... ♪

Mmm...

♪♪

♪ I'll take your blues,
stomp down your troubles ♪

♪ Rock you with
a steady roll ♪

♪ Here's your connection,
take my affection ♪

♪ You're my
new ace in the hole ♪

♪ Ah, let me have you now
before the night is gone ♪

♪ Come on, flag this joint,
so we can carry on ♪

♪ I can make it heaven
where the shades are drawn ♪

♪ I'm no angel, believe me ♪♪