(xx) Sade Pleads to See a Movie

Well sir, it's quite early in the evening as our scene opens now, and here in the living room of the small house halfway up on the next block we find Mr. and Mrs. Victor Cook.

Vic lounges in his easy chair languidly, leaping through his newspaper, while Sade, newly arrived from the kitchen, seek to self-arm the Davenport in the sazon voice of humorous pleading. About ready to put on your hat?

Big pun. Shall I bring you your hat? Is this a continuation of the topic we discussed at the supper table? That topic is dead. That topic is a withered rose who's poor. Oh, yes, you're a withered rose your own self.

Come on, let's go at the show. Let's don't go to the show. You don't like Gloria Golden, I know, but you... Gloria Golden, I despise. Gloria Golden, I would rather perish than go see. She's different in this picture.

I bet. She is. She's a redhead. Every time you've seen her before, she's been a blonde or a brunette. Sadie, honey, please. We already discussed this. Did you read what the paper stated? No. Can't be that section on your lap.

I don't want to go to the movie show, Dr. Sleeze. Can't be that section on your lap. No, all right. Thanks. Listen to this now. Once again, Gloria Golden reaches the dizzy heights of sheer emotion.

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania cried when it witnessed her heartbreak and performance in this, her latest drama of soul searing life. What Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania do? Cried. Hey, hey. I bet St. Louis, Missouri, he fainted. And down in Port Iowa went way back and said down, Smoldering tear drops is the story of how one woman faced the agonizing problem of loving two men.