Curtin opns to bar
You sure Crocker hasn’t called?
He was supposed to meet me here
half an hour ago?
Fred: Another drink while you’re
waiting Mr Whiney?
Seven’s my limit.
Fred: You sure?
Make it a double.
Fred: Hear you’re off to England, Mr
Big stuff, Fred.
Fred (serving the drink); Business huh?
Bow, wow wow,
Billy Crocker: Relax boss, I’ve been
taking care of business( handing and envelope) I’ve got your steamer ticket.
English money. Train ticket to Henley. And I picked up your dog a J Press.
(takes a toy dog out of shopping bag). Yale sweater looks terrific.
What about my passport?
Billy: Nuts! I’m sorry Boss. I’ll pick it up
first thing in the morning bring it to you on the boat.
- I want you down on Wall
- Street first things in the morning.
- To sell all of my
- shares of Amalgamated Prestoleum.
Billy: Boss, the firm’s entire assets
are tied up in Amalgamated.
I got a hot tip from Charlie Blodgett.
Amalgamated’s going to sink
like the Titanic.
Billy: You told me Charlie Blodgett
is a liar and a drunk.
But he is a Yale man.
Fred: One for the road sir?
Good night, gentleman.
- (Fred offers the bottle
- of gin)