She Done Him Wrong

- Say, Lou, you falling for that bloke?
- It ain't nothing serious...

there was something
just wonderful about him.

That's the way it always starts.
He wouldn't look at me.
Only out of curiosity. He's different.

You've got it bad.
Say, Lou, you sent for a guy
named lke Jacobson?

Yeah, send him in.
I want to see this guy alone, Franc├ęs.

All right, then.
- Hello, Lou.
- Hello, Jacobson.

What can I do for you?
- Sit down.
- Thanks.

I hear the rescue mission
rents your building.

Rents, that's right.
But they ain't got no money.

- So, how can I keep them there?
- You ain't gonna put them out?

Put them out, me? No.
- I'll just tell them they'll have to move.
- But Mr. Cummings is in charge.

Yes. Nice, smartish-looking fellow.
Why did you send for me, Lou?
You want me to buy
some of your famous diamonds or...

No. What do you want for that building?
You mean, how much if I'm selling,
or how much if I'm paying taxes?

I mean how much for cash?
Now stop multiplying.
I don't want to buy the Bowery.

I was going to ask $25,000 for that building.
My own brother couldn't buy it for $20,000.
- But for you, I'll make it $15,000.
- Well, I'll give you $12,000.

Oy, gevalt!
$12,000. Never.
All right.

All right.

Wait. Is that all cash?
No mortgage goes with it?

Here's your $12,000.
How do I know it is?
Because I say so. You never heard of me
cheating anyone, did you?

No. Not about money.
Now, listen, that sounds like a slam.
But coming from you, I'll let it pass.
Handle them with care.
They're only my heart.

And what a heart you've got, Miss Lou.