The Shopworn Angel

It's war! It's war! War! War!

Now's the time to enlist! Your country needs you!

Alright girls, hold it! Gotta wait for Heath.

- Mr. McGonigle. - Yeah?

- I saw her last night with Mr. Bailey. - So what?

Well, I only thought since she was out with Mr. Bailey, that maybe-

Maybe nothing! Bailey puts out the dough, McGonigle puts out the show.

Well?

The maid said to tell Mr. McGonigle Miss Heath ain't to be disturbed.

- She was out with Mr. Bailey and- - Oh, yeah?

Well, McGonigle will see about that!

You'd think a smart man like Bailey could see through it.

- You bet he does! - Why doesn't he do something about it?

Oh, he does! Comes back for more.

Hello! Answer that will ya!

Answer that, will ya!

I just did Miss Daisy, but it keeps on a-ringing.

Hello? Miss Heath ain't to be disturbed.

She says especially by Mr. McGonigle.

Martha!

- Martha! - Here I is, Miss Daisy.

What's going on out there?

There's a war, Ms. Daisy.

The war's in France. Shut the window.

Yes, Ms. Daisy.

It's a colored band, Ms. Daisy. All black.

Shut the window!

Yes, Ms.

- What time is it? - After 11.

What's the idea of waking me up. What am I, a farmer?

Mr. Bailey phoned and said he'd be over at 11, Miss Daisy.

- Give me a cigarette. - Yes.

Are they still going on or is it my head?

They've been marching since five o'clock this morning.

What're they gonna do, walk to France?

Do I look as bad as I feel?

You look alright considering...

Considering what!?

Considering you wasn't in when I got in this morning.

And that was 4:30.

And what were you doing up at 4:30?

My gentlemen friend said he'd marry me if he could get exempted.

Whaddya want to get married for, anyways?

The minute a man knows he's gotcha...

Then you haven't got him.

Oh, well we ain't as smart as you is, Miss Daisy.

Any flowers this morning?

Roses again. That man sure is crazy over you.

Me and his new flying machine.

Wait'll the new models come out on both of us.

Like...

...waiting for you to lead with your chin.

But not Daisy!

What time you say he was coming?

Eleven.

What's the idea of keeping me waiting?

Morning, Mr. Bailey.

Morning.

Hello, Jack.

See the parade, Mr. Bailey?

Uh-huh.

Sure makes you wanna join the army, doesn't it Mr. Bailey?

Honestly, no.

- Good morning, Martha. - Good morning, Mr. Bailey.

Ms. Daisy's practically ready.

Is she really?

Say, what do suppose she wants?

Martha!

Yes, Miss Daisy!

- Good morning! - Morning.

I, uh, suggest you eat that breakfast.

- Throw it out. - You better have some coffee, Miss Daisy.

- Sam? - Mm-hm?

- I missed rehearsal again this morning. - Yeah, so I noticed.

Well, did you fix it up with McGonigle?

Don't I always?

Daisy...

At the risk of boring you, wouldn't it be simpler if I fixed it so there weren't any rehearsals ever?

Isn't it pretty early in the morning for that, Sam?

The second lump is for the second cup, Miss Daisy.

Huh?

They only allow one lump to a cup now. There's a war going on, Daisy.

Are they throwing sugar cubes at each other?

Call the kitchen, tell them I want three lumps sugar with every cup of coffee.

Yes, Ms. Daisy.

- Can't be done, darling. - Well, then tell them to send up twenty cups!

I'll get my sugar if I have to order all the coffee in New York!

Seen the soldiers?

I heard 'em.

It's a terrifying hysteria.

It makes even Jack the elevator boy want to go over.

Just wants to impress the chambermaid with his uniform.

You'll be knitting socks for the rest of them before it's over.

What'd those guys make?

$30 a month, I think, and... sugar.

Suckers. Nah, there's nobody in that parade I want to knit socks for.

You're quite a little lady, aren't you?

If you don't like the way I am, whaddya hangin' around for?

I don't know, really.

I don't mean anything to you, and don't start kidding yourself about me.

Maybe we both better quit hanging around. What do you think?

It's alright with me if it's alright with you.

It isn't alright with me.

I don't know why.

I don't know either.

- Ready! - Hold!

Rest!

Ain't you never seen a skyscraper before, Pettigrew?

Nope.

There's a lotta good looking dames to look at, Bill.

Oh, he's seen a lotta dames, haven't you Bill?

Quite a few - like them.

What's the matter with 'em, Bill?

They look at you too straight.

- And how're you gonna get to know them if they don't? - Maybe Bill doesn't wanna know them.

Eh, the guy don't lives that don't wanna meet any dame.

You ain't gonna disappoint the poor lady, are'ya Bill?

Bill ain't met the ladies. He don't even know their names.

Ohh... forgive me!

- What is your names? - Babe!

Three dames called Babe, meet a guy called Bill!

Oh, no, no... I gotta date, fellas.

-Really? -Yeah.

What about you, Dice? Could you go for some of that?

Okay if I can have Babe.

- Where? - 96th and Broadway!

- The subway! - Okay?

-Okay, Babe! -Don't forget doll, see us next day! Don't keep us waiting, will ya!

- Set! - Orders? March!

I want Babe.

I'll shoot ya craps for 'er.

With you Dice? Ha-ha.

Okay, okay. You pay my ferry ticket and you can have Babe.

Yeah, sure...

-So you gotta date tonight, huh Bill? -Yep.

- Is she a blonde, Bill? -No, as a matter of fact she's a sort of a chestnut brown.

- Yep. - How's she built?

Don't remember.

Really gonna have a big time tonight, huh Bill?

Yeah, we'll probably paint the town red.

All off! End of the line!

Chinatown! The lowly sight of the Bowery! Give ya'll a steady cash - here, 50¢ a round trip!

C'mon. Chinatown, the lowly sight of the Bowery!

Chocolate soda, black and white.

I uhh... beg your pardon miss...

- Can I borrow a pencil from ya? - Sure.

Thanks.

- Writin' to your sweetheart? - Yeah, yeah. Y'know, Texas.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

My guy's in the army too.

That'll be 15¢.

- Only ten cents in Texas. - That's because of the war.

- War in Texas too. - Ha-ha.

Sally!

- Hello Sally. - Hello Jack.

Whaddya come so early for? Won't be through for an hour.

I got something to tell ya. All our leaves have been canceled.

I guess that means we go over pretty soon.

- Oh. - I only gotta couple of minutes, I'm... AWOL.

Gee. I don't know what to say.

- You got my picture? - Sure... right here.

I guess it'd be kinda presuming if I ask you to wait around, huh?

I'll wait for ya, Jack.

- Well, goodbye Sally. - Goodbye, Jack.

Sally!

- Tommy, darling! - Hello, Sally.

Say, I gotta talk fast honey, but I just had to see you 'fore I left.

- Gosh, but I'll miss you, baby. - Got my picture?

Ya bet I have, right here.

Don't tell me I'd never forgiven you if you haven't.

Ha-ha.

-Will you write me, honey? -You betcha.

- Right side! - Are ya hurt, son?

N-no worse than gettin' thrown off a horse.

Ha-ha. Where'ya going, soldier?

Down to the ferry, I guess. I gotta get back to camp.

- Come on with me. - Am I arrested?

Hey, you.

This soldier's gotta get to 23rd Street ferry right away

or do you want to give me an argument?

-Step right in, soldier. -Hey, what's that here?

Lady, you got a passenger on government business. In you go.

Take it away!

Take it up!

Hope I'm not inconveniencing ya.

You hope wrong.

What're you staring at?

You, I guess?

Did you ever see a woman before?

Not one like you, ma'am.

What's so different about me?

Well, I just can't put my finger on it, exactly, except - you're so beautiful.

Okay, soldier.

I'm sorry I got in front of the car, ma'am. That was a silly thing for me to do, step right in front of the...

...car. That... I guess it's just because I'm not so used to so many cars.

- I come from Texas. - Don't they got automobiles in Texas?

Well, no, not so many, part I come from...

People mostly ride a horse, or... just walk.

So with so many people, and not so many cars,

why the cars sorta watch out for the people instead of the people watching out for the cars.