Love Me or Leave Me

Georgie, get out of here.
Beat it.
Now, look here, you stupid little broad.
Don't you talk to me like that.
I'll talk to you any way I like.
You know who I am?

- Think I let dames get away with anything?
- I'm not trying to get away with anything.

I didn't ask you for one thing.
You didn't ask, but you wanted.
I did my share. Who do you think
you are, you can be so particular?

You get funny, and I'll throw you
back to that crummy dance joint.

You won't have to. I'll walk back.
- What are you doing? What are you doing?
- I'm leaving.

All I wanted was a chance to sing.
And I'll get it.

You don't have to do a thing.
I'll get it for myself.

Hey, Etling! Etling!
What's her name? Ruth. Ruthie!
Ruthie, come on out, huh?
What did I say that was so terrible?
What crime did I commit?

- Come on, like a good girl, huh?
- Want me to drag her out, Marty?

Get out of here.
- Deal me in.
- Well, hurry up.

That's all we wait for Etting.
All right, kids, rehearsal. Let's go.

- Why is it every time we start...?
- You take Etting's place.

I'm a specialty.