:13:00
Neither do I, as a matter of fact.
What good are garters...?
:13:03
Hello, Conroy. This is Smith talking.
I'm up at the Schuylers.
:13:09
No, I'm not having tea.
:13:12
That is, not yet.
:13:15
Is she beautiful?
:13:17
Boss, her pictures
don't do her justice.
:13:21
If I were that guy, Ziegfield, I...
Yeah?
:13:24
Yes, you can see
where her beauty comes from.
:13:29
From her mother.
:13:33
Wait a minute. Keep your shirt on.
I'll come to that in a minute.
:13:37
The Schuylers admit
the story is true. Right.
:13:41
Now, they gave the gal 10,000 bucks.
:13:43
But she's got some letters,
and she's holding out for more dough.
:13:46
It looks to me
like she's going to get it.
:13:48
Right, boss. I'll be right over.
Right.
:13:51
No, I don't think I can
get any pictures now. All right.
:13:58
I've met some rotters in my time.
:14:00
But you're the lowest excuse
for a man...
:14:02
...I've ever had
the misfortune to meet.
:14:17
Well, if you feel that way about it...
:14:19
...here's your nickel
for the phone call.
:14:32
- How are you?
- Come right in.
:14:35
- How are you?
- Fine.
:14:42
Then she walked up to me and put
her hand on my shoulder and said:
:14:45
"Mr. Smith, you wouldn't print
that story, would you?"
:14:49
No, I wouldn't print it.
Read it.
:14:56
You're going to be poison
to that Junior Leaguer from now on.
:14:58
I should hope not. I've got to call
on her this morning.