Untitled spreadsheet - Sheet1 (1) Flashcards
SARAH: Remember, friends, it is the Save-A-Soul Mission - located at 409 West 49th Street, open all day and all night, with a special prayer meeting this Thursday at…
Poor Miss Sarah! I wonder why a refined doll like her is mixed up in the Mission dodge.
BENNY: She is a beautiful doll, all right, with one hundred percent eyes.
It is too bad that such a doll wastes all her time being good. How can she make any money from that?
BENNY: Maybe she owns a piece of the Mission.
Yeah.
HARRY: Yeah. How goes it?
Nicely, nicely, thank you.
BENNY: We don’t know yet.
The heat is on.
BENNY: Five thousand bucks!
Where did you acquire it?
BENNY: Everybody is looking for action. I wish Nathan finds a -
Why, Lieutenant Brannigan! Mr. Southstreet, it is Lieutenant Brannigan of the New York Police Department.
BRANNIGAN: I mean the Nathan Detroit who’s been running a floating crap game around here, and getting away with it by moving it to a different spot every night.
Why are you telling us this - Your Honor?
BRANNIGAN: I am telling you this because I know you two bums work for Detroit, rustling up customers for his crap game.
We do?
BRANNIGAN: Yeah!
Oh!
BRANNIGAN: Well, nobody’s gonna give him a spot, because they all know that Brannigan is breathing down their neck!
Hi, Nathan!
BENNY: Nathan! Did you find a place?
Did you find a place for the game?
NATHAN: I tried all the regular places. The back of the cigar store, the funeral parlor -
Nathan, you said once there might be a chance of the Biltmore Garage.
BENNY: Yeah?
Yeah?
BENNY: Nathan, concentrate on the game. The town’s up to here with high players. The Greek’s in town!
Brandy Bottle Bates!
NATHAN: And another time he was sick, and he wouldn’t take penicillin on account he had bet ten C’s that his temperature would go to 104.
Did it?
NATHAN: Did it? He’s so lucky it went to 106. Good old Sky.
Maybe you can borrow the thousand from Sky.
NATHAN: So why don’t I bet him? why don’t I bet him a thousand on something?
You would bet with Sky Masterson?
NATHAN: Huh?
Yesterday Mindy sold twelve hundred cheesecake and fifteen hundred strudel.
NATHAN: Don’t bother me.
Hi ya, Sky!
BENNY: Not bad.
Nicely, nicely. We took Adelaide to the drugstore, and she says for you to be sure to pick her up after the show at the Hot Box and don’t be late.
BENNY: Hey! Nicely! What are you looking at?
Sky was just following Miss Sarah, and you should have seen her. She give him a look that would have cooled off a moose at mating time.
BENNY: Great! Just so he don’t take her to Havana.
Havana! He couldn’t take this doll to New Rochelle - Where’s Nathan? He ought to start lining up the game.
BENNY: I don’t know - I suppose trying to see Adelaide. She’s mad at him again.
That Miss Adelaide. She is always taking his mind off honest work.