She Done Him Wrong

You saw the fight last night? I was reading about it. Says it was great.

- It was rotten. - What was the matter with it??

I expected a fight to the finish. But in the 77th round the guy got yellow and quit.

That certainly is a bird of a picture.

So help me, I never saw a woman more beautiful.

It's just come this morning.

Gus didn't wait for his breakfast before he had it stuck up there.

A guy don't need any breakfast when he can look at her.

She is beautiful.

I wish she'd take a shine to me.

You better not let Gus Jordan hear you say that...

or you'll be picking lead out of your pants.

When did that crawl in here?

Hit him on the back before he chokes to death.

This ought to learn you that free lunch is meant to be ate.

And not stored for the winter.

Hello, where've you been?

Ain't seen you since Sweeney Carson croaked your girl.

Been away on important business. I'll be around a lot from now on.

- How are you, boys? - Fine.

Hi, boys, drinks are on me.

- Been waiting long? - About 15 minutes.

- When did the painting go up there? - This morning.

I think I got the dope on how to get Jordan this time...

and get him right.

Gus seems to be sitting as tight as ever, Dan.

Don't you believe it.

Just because he's running for sheriff and stands in good with the higher-ups...

don't mean he can't be showed up.

Pretty soon, I'll be standing in his shoes as boss of this here district. And then...

And you figure she goes along with that honor, Dan?

I always thought you were warm for her.

Yes, I got to admit it. This is my first big chance.

Jordan's playing a crooked game. So far he's kept under cover.

But once I get hold of something I can take to the district attorney...

Gus'll be out and I'll be in.

Then it'll all be over but the celebrating.

She ain't no easy gal to handle, Flynn.

I know that. She's a pretty slick article.

When Chick was sent up the river, she blowed into Jordan's arms...

just for protection, and he's too blind to see it.

Sure, he's all puffed up over himself.

Do you believe it? He actually thinks she's in love with him.

Ever since I sang that song, it's been haunting me.

It should haunt you. You murdered it.

- You play that like it'll hurt you. - It does.

No, I'm moody that way, see.

Say, boss, I got a brand new tune, just out.

Yeah? What is it?

It's called After The Ball Is Over.

Play it.

Kelly, that'll be a great song for Lou. She's getting famous.

Tony Pastor himself offered to sign her up for his music hall.

You don't mean Tony Pastor way uptown on 14th Street?

Yes, that's the one.

Pastor says that Lou's got it all over Della Fox.

Hello, Mrs. Meg.

- Mrs. Flaherty, I'm disappointed in you. - Disappointed in me?

Just because I come here with me little can.

Sure, a pint of beer will hurt nobody no time.

It's not only that. I'm disappointed at not seeing you at the mission.

- At the mission? - See here, Cummings.

What is it, Jordan?

I thought you'd given up the idea of trying to reform my place.

- No, I'm still hopeful. - Hopeful?

I'm not going to have you people interfering in my business.

Before you started that mission next door, we never had any trouble around here.

I've heard differently.

But if what you say is true, I'd only be too glad to be mistaken.

Now, see here, Cummings, I'm telling you again.

I'm not going to have my customers driven away.

Why, I wouldn't think of doing such a thing, Jordan.

- Hey, Jordan. - Yeah.

How are you, Gus?

Hello, Flynn.

- How are you? - Great.

- Have a drink? - Sure.

- Set up over there. - Right, boss.

Haven't seen you here for more than a month. Where have you been?

Here, there, and everywhere.

City's getting so big, it takes time to get around it.

One of these days, we'll be walking across a bridge to Long Island City.

Walking? We'll be riding over in one of them horseless buggies.

I'm thinking of buying one of them for me and Lou.

- By the way, Gus, how is she? - She's in demand, I tell you, Flynn.

The Bowery Savings Bank and Rupert's Brewery...

are fighting to use her pictures exclusive on their New Year's calendars.

She sure is a handsome girl, Gus.

I wonder you don't get jealous, all the men are so crazy about her.

I do get kind of mad at the attention some of them show her.

But it ain't bad, having a girl that all the men are after.

Shows I must be pretty good, eh, Flynn?

Take a look at that.

Just bought it for her. Ain't that a pip?

Big as a nickel.

What would you do if somebody tried to take her away from you?

Probably, nothing...

to her.

Say, the flies here are terrible.

You pick out the ones you don't like and I'll kill them for you.

- Someone wants to talk to you in the office. - All right, Spider.

- Excuse me, Dan. - Sure.

Lou is the swellest girl that ever came down the Bowery.

You fellas don't know nothing about Lou. But I do.

Just before the battle, Mother

- When did you get in, Rita? - Two days ago.

But I did not come here direct, you understand.

Good girl, Rita. Take no chances.

We are very discreet, Serge and me.

Gus, you must like Serge. He's been a most valuable assistant.

- Sure you can trust him? - You know Rita.

We've got to be especially careful.

I can't take chances of having headquarters watching around this way.

- They will find nothing. - No, not if we stay awake.

But don't forget. No talking to anyone.

Rita never talks.

- But are you sure about Lou? - She doesn't know a thing.

Say, she's out of this. Understand? Out of it.

Of course, Gus, if you say so.

Serge, we were talking about Gus' friend, Lou.

Yes, I have heard of her.

She's very beautiful, yes?

More beautiful than these?

She makes them look like a bunch of dishwashers.

Hello, Mickey.

Lady Lou, you're a fine girl, a fine woman.

One of the finest women ever walked the streets.

- How are the girls today? - Just fine, Miss Lou.

- Hello, Rita. - Why, Lou, I'm so very happy to see you.

- Glad to see you back. - Yes.

Lou, this is Serge Stanieff.

Pleased to meet you.

Take a look at this, Gus, and learn something.

I am delighted. I have heard so much about you.

Yeah, but you can't prove it.

Serge is my new assistant, Lou.

Day or night work, Rita? He should be a big help.

- You got the pictures, Lou? - Yeah, I had them taken with all my rocks.

Wait till you take a look at these.

- I kind of like that one. - Yes, this one is beautiful.

- And this gives me a lot of style and dignity. - Sure is a pip, Lou.

Wait till you see this.

For the bedroom. A little bit spicy, but not too raw, you know what I mean?

- Want to see the pictures? - Yes, I would like very much to see them.

Don't be backward. I'm not.

They're wonderful. But I like best that marvelous painting of you in the bar.

Yeah, I got to admit that is a flash, but I do wish Gus hadn't hung it up...

over the free lunch.

Mike, you sure took long enough. What've you been doing up there?

I was looking at all the beautiful things. Looks like heaven.

That's why you gotta climb stairs to get there.

- Is that all, Miss Lou? - You can go.

Thank you.

Mike and his horses are as famous as this dance hall.

The only difference, the horses are sober.

Yeah, you're sure a pip, Lou.

I suppose I'll be seeing you around, Rita?

Oh, yes.

And you Mr...

Come, Rita, let's get this business over with.

- Spider, see that I'm not disturbed by anyone. Come, Rita.

All right, boss.

Serge, come.

Pearl?

- Here I come. - Come on, honey.

- I just loves to work for you, Miss Lou. - Yeah?

You buy such pretty things. And all them diamonds.

- You're so rich. - Yes. I wasn't always rich.

No?

There was a time I didn't know where my next husband was coming from.

Yeah, but I means is you ain't never been in the circumstances...

where the wolf came to your door.

The wolf at my door?

Why, I remember when he came right into my room and had pups.

- Well? - A pint, Kelly.

- Did you fix it like I told you, Mrs. Cassidy? - No.

Always take a bit of butter and rub it at the bottom of the can.

- That kills the suds. - Is that so?

I never thought of that at all.

- Why didn't you tell me that before?

I don't know.

Spider?

- Yeah, what's the matter? - Look at that.

I got it. Get out of the way.

- Get out of the way. Give her some air, will you?

What's the trouble?

This girl tried to croak herself, but they stopped her before she could.

All right, Spider, bring her up. Bill, fix up something for her.

Right away, Lou.

Think of trying to bump herself off in here, of all places.

She come to the right place, all right.

- What do I do with the kid, Lou? - Put her right over here, Spider.

Where's Gus?

He's down in his office. He left word not to be disturbed for anything.

Thanks. You go downstairs and shut that crowd up, will you?

You can go, Spider. I'll look after her. Poor kid looks like she is all in.

She must have been up against it to want to croak herself.

Come on, take this. Here.

Come on. This will fix you up.

- What's the matter? Committed murder? - No, not that. I never will.