Second time I gave it to ya.
I was kind of,
inconvenient for Lilly. She was
only 14 when I came along.
In fact, I used to be her kid
brother, well,
or so she'd say.
-Well, you're alright now, I guess.
It's a two-hour drive, I'm late,
I have to go down to the track.
- Thanks, Lili.
- Don't mention it.
- I guess I owe you my life.
You always did.
Down to the track?
La Jolla. A job.
I wanna know everything about you.
Damn it!
Number 7, "Troubador",
rank outsider,
stays unchanged at 70:1.
70:1.
Now at the start,
"Blue bay", 5:2.
"Celadon Star", the favorite,
moves in at 2:1.
Now "Troubador" goes into the gate,
still running high odds at 70:1.
An they're off! From the start
it's "Zreli poklon", "Troubador",
"Otis Blue", "Buck Meister",
"Uncle Louis".
Down the back stretch, "Celadon
Star" has the lead by two lengths,
with "Warmy hep" second. "Six Streams"
goes along in third. Now "Troubador"
now moving stoutly on the far outside.
-No, "Troubador".
running the far turn,
"Celadon Star" at front.
"Warmy Hep" second. "Blue bay" begins
to drop back a little bit as "Six streams"
moves up. Now "Troubador"
making a bold move on the outside.
They round the turn around into the home
stretch and it's "Celadon Star" in front.
On the outside, "Troubador" now coming
strong with "Warmy Hep" along the rail.
Those two running for the second
position but it's "Celadon Star" in front.
Now "Troubador" begins to pick up the
pace
"Celadon Star" holding the lead, "Troubador"
coming on it.
"Celadon Star" and "Troubador"
tracking on the outside
It's "Troubador" on the outside
coming behind to get the lead.
"Troubador" winning it by half a
length.
The results were as follows:
to this amazement sucess story
"Troubador", outsider, at 70:1
meets first place, second place...
Roy, what happens when you get outtta here?
-Tick-a-tick parade, a key to the city,
sex with my baby,
the usual I guess.
And that's it?
-What else?
Well that's what I wanna know.
Is this all we have, Roy,
"sex with my baby"?
Not that I'm knocking it
but is that all?
-What're you driving at, Myra? Marriage?
-I didn't say that.
-But that's what I asked.
-I don't think so.
I'm a very practical little girl,
and I don't believe in giving
any more than I get. And that may be
pretty akward for a match-book
salesman or whatever you are.
-Everybody needs matches.
What do you sell anyway?
-Self-confidence.
God knows you have it
to spare.
I'll see you tomorrow.
No kiss?
Hello, Mrs. Langtry.
Time to rest.
Well, I'll leave you in Carol's
good hands.
- You're looking much better today.
- But you're not. You're looking very bad.
You belong in bed, Mrs. Linn.
Here, I'll give you part of mine.
But you must. I've seen girls with
this look before.
Bed is the only thing that will
cure them.
Bed without dinner might cure you.
-You'd better behave,
or I won't kiss you goodnight
and then you'll be sorry.
You'd better behave,
or I'll tell your mother.
Well, we wouldn't want that
now, would we?
Oh, hi, Myra.
I didn't recognize you.
No, I'm sure you didn't.
Myra's been here.
And what's your objection to Myra?
-Same as anybody's.
I stopped by your place, picked up
your mail.
Just bills. I'll take care of them.
I can take care of my own bills, Lilly.
Whatever you say.
The manager at your place
said your boss called.
Really pulled the wheel out of
everyone's eyes, ha?
-What're you talking about? So I got
a job, so what?
-Stop kidding me.
Four years in a town like Los Angeles,
a peanut selling job is the best you can do.
D'ya expect me to believe that?
- What's there?
The boss called.
You said do yourself.
That dump you live in, those
clown pictures on the walls...
-I like them.
-You do not. Roy Dillon, corn-ball
clown pictures, comission salesman
it's all a front.
You're working some angle.
Don't tell me you're not, 'cause I wrote
the book.
You want to talk? You still want to