Frankie and Johnny

Clint Braden:
Hey, piano player.

Cully:
Yes, Mr. Braden.

Clint Braden:
Tonight try to play the notes the way that they were written.

Cully:
I'll use both hands.

Clint Braden:
And if your pal Johnny is late again, I hope he can dance with a broken leg.

Cully:
That's what I like about you, boss. Always ready with a pat on the back.

Cully:
You seen Johnny?

Frankie:
Look under the nearest pair of dice.

Peg:
Don't you even say hello to your wife?

Cully:
Hello, wife!

Frankie:
Peg, how can I get Johnny to give up gambling?

Peg:
Easy! A bullet in the head, poison in his coffee, a fatal knife wound. Oh, nothing to it.

Cully:
Where have you been? I lost your trail at the blackjack table.

Johnny:
I ran into a guy who told me about a gypsy fortune-teller. She's got a hot cup of tea leaves.

Cully:
I'm a coffee man myself! What happened with your astrologer? She couldn't read the stars on a cloudy night?

Johnny:
You got to have faith, Cully.

Cully:
And money. How much did you lose tonight?

Johnny:
How much did I have?

Cully:
That's what you lost last night. You're holding your own.

Johnny:
Seven years' bad luck!

Cully:
It was already cracked.

Johnny:
Okay... Only five!

Cully:
Be over before you know it.

Johnny:
Aww! Say, five. That's a hunch. Loan me five bucks, Cully.

Cully:
I can't afford you much longer.

Johnny:
Put the five on number 5.

Cully:
I'll lose my job if I'm late.

Johnny:
I'll lose my confidence if I pass up a hunch bet.

Princess Zolita:
The leaves are ready to speak.

Cully:
No lemon?

Gypsy:
The tea leaves have spoken.

Princess Zolita:
If you do not mind, I work alone!

Cully:
What do they spell, Mother?

Princess Zolita:
How lucky you are, the wheel of fortune has stopped at your number.

Johnny:
A wheel? That's roulette.

Princess Zolita:
And I see a dice table, too.

Cully:
No blackjack? This boy plays all games.

Princess Zolita:
And a new woman is coming into your life. A beautiful, young redhead.

Johnny:
It can't be a redhead, Princess. My girl's a blonde. Take another look.

Princess Zolita:
Now I see a blonde. Oh, but she has been bad luck for you. The tea leaves say... you will have good luck with the redhead.

Cully:
I know better, I married one. Take the advice of a 20-year loser, no redheads.

Princess Zolita:
He must not defy the tea leaves.

Cully:
How are you going to explain her to Frankie?

Johnny:
Why explain? We'll just use her to make a bundle.

Cully:
You're going to pass off a beautiful redhead as a good-luck piece? Good luck.

Gypsy:
If, uh, if I may be so crude.

Johnny:
Oh, sure.

Gypsy:
If you please. The princess never soils her royal hands with money. $10? When the tea leaves promise a beautiful redhead, it is $20.

Cully:
A lot of money for a cup of tea. That's a gypsy for you. Takes all your dough so you can't take her advice.

Princess Zolita:
Minor problems like that I cannot solve.

Cully:
Maybe you can get another advance from Braden.

Johnny:
Not a chance. I'm already in for five weeks' salary.

Cully:
That you lost right back into his pocket. Braden's got a nice little thing going there.

Johnny:
Don't worry. Did you ever know a gambler who couldn't promote a little betting money?

Gypsy:
You also need Chesay.

Cully:
Chesay? Who's that?

Gypsy:
Chesay is gypsy good luck!

Peg:
Hi, Mitzi.

Peg:
Oh, the boss in a bad mood again?

Mitzi:
Bad? He never felt better. His favorite girl came back.

Peg:
Oh, I thought you were.

Mitzi:
I just found out I've been understudying the part. Oh, in my next life, I hope I'm not a girl. I could never go through that again.