In Old Chicago
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:29:00
Lord, honey, you sure got
him snortin' in his sleep.

:29:04
l hope you threw them out.
:29:06
l throwed out the roses, but you knows
what a mess broken bottles make.

:29:09
Did you tell him not to come
around here anymore?

:29:11
l done told him that
till l'm black in the face.

:29:14
These corsets are so tight,
l can hardly breathe.

:29:18
As long as the men folks likes a small waist,
us gals has got to suffer.

:29:27
- You want anything else, Miss Belle?
- No, thank you, Hattie.

:29:29
- Good night.
- Good night.

:29:31
- You can call me early tomorrow afternoon.
- Yes'm.

:29:45
Get out of here.
:29:47
- Get out.!
- But listen--

:29:49
- Get out.!
- l'll tell you, l wanna--

:29:52
- Get out of here!
- Belle, l wanna talk to--

:29:54
- Get out.!
- Listen, Belle. Don't act like that.

:29:58
- What do you mean
by breaking into my place?
- Don't be like that.

:30:02
- Don't act like that. l want to speak to you.
- Get out of here!

:30:05
- Get out of here! Hey! Help! Help!
- l want to speak to you.

:30:09
Hattie! Hattie!
:30:12
- You calling me, Miss Belle?
- Hattie.!

:30:15
Help! Let me--
:30:17
Police! Murder! Help!
:30:20
Police! Police!
:30:23
Hattie! Let me go!
:30:37
Oh, you!
:30:55
- Now, won't you tell me
what this is all about?
- l love you, Belle.

:30:59
l mean, really.

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