Guest Tallulah Bankhead ( #8)

The Special Service Division invites you soldiers, sailors, and marines of the United Nations to drop in at Duffy's Tavern. Well, Duffy's where the elite may date, Archie, to manage his spake and Duffy ain't here.

Oh, well, Duffy, tonight's a little bankhead. Yeah, that's a damn that just won a puts-a-l'apprise. Yeah, yeah, that's the latest guinea-teeth. Oh, she ain't in it no more, she was fatigued. for sake. You know, pooped.

Tolula Bankhead. C-A-L-U-L-A. Yeah, Tolula. Heh, heh, heh, heh. He claims it's a real name, too. Well, anyways, I'm uh, I'm uh, fixing up the joint for her. Yeah, I'm having to win this wife. Huh?

Don't wash the winners. Why? Oh, if the customers in seat, side sees how nice it is outside, they'll leave, huh? Huh? Oh, nothing, no. Oh, yeah, we had a fire in the kitchen. Yeah, yeah, Moriarity gave the chef a hot foot and got a little out of hand.

Yeah, the old kitchen was on fire. Had the chef come out? Uh, medium rare. Okay, don't be able to call you back. Hey, Mr. Archer? Yeah, Eddie. Well, what's different about you tonight? I got a haircut, Eddie. How's it look?

What's the difference? You can't put it back, I don't know. And you got a manicure too? Yeah, I want to make sure I don't scratch it a little when I shake hands with it. However, Eddie, we've a stop branding ton sorriality, sir.

Did you learn that thing? I think. That thing I wrote for you to say when Miss Bankhead walks in the door. Oh, oh. Miss Bankhead, I is deeply gratified at your magnanimous gesture performed in the presence of this infamous Testimal Establishment.