Lil Blair:
[at Lil's apartment at the Wellington Manor. "Frivolous Sal" is playing in the background]
Danbury. That's where they make hats, ain't it?
Mae:
Yeah, I'da gone there, only I got a hat.
Lil Blair:
I been there once. Great town. They don't bury their dead - just let 'em walk around.
Mae:
Sounds like just the place for me.
Lil Blair:
How ya fixed for money, kid?
Mae:
Who me? Oh, I'm OK. Say, money's the last thing I think about.
Lil Blair:
Yeah, every night before falling asleep. C'mere, babe. You can't kid this old-timer; you're moving right in here with me.
Mae:
I wish I could, Lil, but I can't take a chance. I gotta lay low for awhile. Runnin' into that dick wouldn't be too healthy for me. And in a joint like this? Oh!
Lil Blair:
Put that record on again, willya Mae? Gee, that song does somthin' to me; kinda gives me a funny little pain.
Mae:
[sardonically]
Where?
Lil Blair:
What's eatin' ya kid?
Mae:
Me? Nothing. I got no kick comin'. I got a beautiful home on Long Island, four or five Rolls Royces... and a big stiff pain in the neck.
Lil Blair:
Listen, you're lettin' this get under your skin. I wanna tell you somethin': hangin' around me ain't gonna do ya any good. Why don't you get out? You're young and pretty...
Mae:
Did you ever try it? You've been around a long time.
Lil Blair:
Since I was seventeen.
Mae:
You did your Christmas shopping early.
Lil Blair:
Mmmm. I found out there wasn't any Santy Claus, too. Oh, I coulda got out of it once, but I had a rotten break: I fell in love. Don't ever let that happen to you, Mae. Get out while you can.
Mae:
[wistful]
Yeah. Try and get out. Once you're in, you're in. It's like hopping out of a window; when you jump, you just naturally gotta keep going.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:47