The Lost Weekend
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1:21:03
I'm his landlady. I know what goes on in this house.
1:21:05
I know Mr. Don Birnam.
1:21:07
I knew all about him the first week they moved here,
five years ago.

1:21:10
Heard those bottles rattle in the garbage can.
1:21:13
I know all about you. You're Helen St. James.
1:21:16
Your working on the Time Magazine and you're his best girl.
1:21:19
Well, I also know he's not staying
with any friends in Long Island,

1:21:23
he's off on another toot and you know I'm darned right.
1:21:25
Now come on down and I'll make you some breakfast.
1:21:27
I don't care for any breakfast, thank you.
1:21:29
Nor do I care for that kind of talk,
even supposing you're right.

1:21:32
Which I am. I could have kicked him out fifty times.
1:21:36
The last, when two taxi drivers dumped him
into the entrance hall out cold on the floor.

1:21:39
With all my tennants going in and out
and children leaving for school.

1:21:43
- Please, please.
- Well, I didn't put him out.

1:21:45
Not as long as his brother could pay the rent.
You couldn't help liking him anyway.

1:21:49
He's was so good looking. He had such nice manners.
He always had a little joke.

1:21:53
Stop talking about him as if he were dead.
1:21:56
Best thing for you if he was.
1:22:58
I want a quart of rye. Quick.

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