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Well, then, why don't we go dancing? I know a little roadhouse, down the coast
Well, I'll be ! He does have a bicycle.
Who?
About that roadhouse
They got a Cuban band that's the berries. Why don't we go there blindfold the orchestra and tango till dawn?
You know something, Mr. Fielding? You're dynamite!
You're a pretty hot little firecracker yourself.
Daphne...
Yes, Osgood?
You're leading again.
Sorry.
This is my friend Josephine she's going to be a bridesmaid.
Pleased to meet you.
Come one!
Another bridesmaid?
Flower girl.
I called Mama she was so happy she cried she wants you to have her wedding gown it's white lace.
Osgood I can't get married in your mother's dress. She and I we' not built the same way.
We can have it altered.
Oh, no you don't! Look, Osgood I'm going to level with you. We can't get married at all.
Why not?
Well, to begin with, I'm not a natural blonde.
It doesn't matter.
And I smoke. I smoke all the time.
I don't care.
And I have a terrible past. For three years now, I've been living with a saxophone player.
I forgive you.
And I can never have children.
We'll adopt some.
But you don't understand! I'm a MAN!
Well nobody's perfect.
It's about the Florida job.
The Florida job?
What's wrong with us?
You're the wrong shape. Goodbye.
We could pass for that.
you got to be blonde
We could dye our hair.
and you got to be girls.
We could
Yes, I'm holding on.
Wait a minute, Joe. Lets talk this over. Why couldn't we do it? Last year, when we played in that gypsy tearoom, we wore gold earrings. And you remember when you booked us with that Hawaiian band? Grass skirts!
What's with him he drinks?
Hello, Mr. Morris? This is Poliakoff, in Chicago. Say, you wouldn't have a couple of girl musicians available? A sax player and a base?
Look, if William Morris doesn't come through
Brand new.
This is our manager, Mr. Bienstock. I'm Sweet Sue.
Where did you girls play before?
Oh here and there and around.
How did those holes get there?
Oh those. I don't know. Mice?
Didn't you girls say you went to a conservatory?
Yes. For a whole year.
I thought you said three years.
I was it.
What's the big idea?
I'm sorry. I was having a nightmare. Something I ate. I'm not at all well. See? Hot water bottle.
OH!
Terribly sorry.
That's all right. I was afraid it was Sweet Sue. You won't tell anybody, will you?
That's us. I'm Daphne and this is Josephine.
I'm Sugar Cane.
She sings, too.
I don't really have much of a voice but then it's not much of a band, either. I'm only with 'em because I'm running away.
We'll take a rain check.
I don't want you to think that I'm a drinker. I can stop any time I want to only I don't want to. Especially when I'm blue.
Are my seams straight?
I'll say.
See you around, girls.
Good night, Sugar.
Good night, honey.
Honey she called me honey.
Oh Sugar!
I wanted to thank you for covering for me. You're a real pal.
It's nothing. I just think us girls should stick together.
If it hadn't been for you, they would have kicked me off the train. I'd be out there in the middle of nowhere, sitting on my ukulele.
It must be freezing outside. When I think of you and your poor ukulele
If there's anything I can do for you
Oh, I can think of a million things
And that's one of them.
Sssh. Sweet Sue.
I don't want her to know we're in cahoots.
We won't tell anybody not even Josephine.
I'd better stay here till she goes back to sleep.
Stay as long as you'd like.
I'm not crowding you, am I?
No. It's nice and cozy.
When I was a little girl, on cold nights like this, I used to crawl into bed with my sister. We'd cuddle up under the covers, and pretend we were lost in a dark cave, and were trying to find out way out.
Interesting.
Anything wrong?
No, no.
Why you poor thing you're trembling all over.
That's ridiculous.
And your head is hot.
That's ridiculous.
And you've got cold feet.
Isn't that ridiculous?
Let me warm them a little. There isn't that better?
I'm a girl, I'm a girl, I'm a girl
What did you say?