:49:55
Mr. Smith, I've read some of your
plays, and I'd like an autograph.
:49:59
Well, well, well!
If it isn't my old pal!
:50:02
- Turn around, let's get a look at you.
- There you are.
:50:05
Well, daughter of the slums,
how'd you get out of the ghetto?
:50:07
Well, I'm pinch-hitting for our
society editor tonight.
:50:10
- I want to see life in the raw.
- You want to see life in the raw?
:50:14
Well, gal, I'm afraid we ain't
got no raw life up here.
:50:16
- I'll have to go someplace else.
- No.
:50:18
Maybe you'd like
some well-done butterflies.
:50:19
Or perhaps some slightly fried
pansies or, better still, stuffed shirts.
:50:23
And every one of them will give you
a good, stiff pain in the neck.
:50:27
Say, who's been tying your tie
lately? It looks rotten.
:50:30
Gallagher, do you look good!
What have you done to yourself?
:50:33
What'd you do to your hair?
And where did you get that dress?
:50:37
- I dyed one and washed the other.
- You dyed one and washed other?
:50:41
Well, you certainly look good.
:50:49
Don't turn around now, but there's
a very beautiful girl up there...
:50:52
...who seems to be staring at us.
- Staring at us?
:50:55
- My mistake. She's glaring.
- She's glaring. Must be my wife.
:50:59
It is my wife.
Hi, Anne.