Pocketful of Miracles

here you go.
I guess everything's all set now, huh?
Good luck, Annie.
Joy Boy, Junior, come on.
- How do we contact Little Switz?
- They call your apartment every hour.

- We make the next call.
- Hey!

- Where do you think you're going?
- I did what you wanted, didn't I?

I postponed my wedding a week because
you asked me to make a lady out of her.

Don't think you can run off and leave me
holding the bag. No offence, Annie.

Look, woman, the Dude
has gotta make some bread.

If I can stall my wedding,
he can stall his short cut to Sing Sing.

For Pete's sakes, Queenie,
what else do you want?

I don't want anything. But what about
the husband she's supposed to have?

- Husband?
- That's a man who marries a woman.

- Whose husband?
- Annie's!

The Honourable E Worthington
Shmerthington! Who's gonna dig him up?

my daughter...
does expect a stepfather.
Well... go get her one.
- Can't you do anything yourself?
- Who's she gonna get?

- Shimkey, the blind man? Or Smiley?
- You find her one.

You're the one who needs her,
Mr Big, not me.

I got cafeterias. I don't need apples.
The Dude's whole future depends upon
this deal. Can you get off his back?

His whole future depends on Annie,
and don't you forget it, frog-face.

- You're a troublemaker.
- You're a selfish schtoonk!

All right, all right, all right!
I'll find her a... a husband.

This is beautiful. All right, Joy Boy, go
tell Darcey that the Dude ain't available

cos he's diggin' up a husband for some
old souse cos he's nuts about her apples.

Where am I gonna find a husband?