:54:01
Dance? Okay.
:54:04
Holy Moses, this one's a pygmy.
:54:07
Look a white pygmy.
:54:14
- Well, at least she's got somebody.
- Come on. I-I need a drink.
:54:21
You'reYou're too tall for me.
:54:26
First a spook, now a midget.
:54:29
- Two scotch and waters.
- Well, I think I've got that Spatterbox for you.
:54:33
Did you see one single thing about him
that wasn't awful?
:54:35
Don't you think he had rather
an intelligent-looking face?
:54:38
It looked to me like the inside
of a small cantaloupe.
:54:40
You know, the beauty
about a Spatterbox is this
:54:42
- At least she's still not sitting there.
- Oh, Rex?
:54:46
Now, here's the lad who can really handle
a Spatterbox. Rex Mcintosh.
:54:49
- Rex, Mr. And Mrs. Hobbs.
- She's back in the chair again!
:54:52
You are still interested
in the Spatterbox, aren't you?
:54:54
No, Rog! No!
:54:57
The poor chap must be drunk.
:54:59
Little monster.
:55:04
Honey, don't you think you ought to
go and sit with her or something?
:55:07
If she wants to leave,
shall I say yes?
:55:10
I guess so.
:55:14
Don't worry.
I'm not going to jump.
:55:29
- Hey, Joe?
- Yes, sir?
:55:33
Come here a minute, will you?
:55:35
Excuse me.
:55:40
- I'm Mr. Hobbs.
- Glad to meet you, sir.
:55:42
Say, Joe, uh, I was just wondering,
could you use five bucks?
:55:48
But it's just a matter of time, darling.
:55:51
They don't know you yet,
and, besides, boys are shy at first too.
:55:55
No, really, Mother.
:55:57
What has that got to do with it?
:55:59
I just don't feel well.
My stomach hurts.