| Harry, can you meet me outside? |
| Mm-mm, no |
| What you mean, Har, «no»? Come on |
| You ain’t gonna get anything from me, I mean, not right under his nose. |
| I want to keep mine in one piece |
| I know you … I know you ain’t scared of Louis, now. Come on |
| Billie, go home. Go home |
| I can’t let them know them goddamn soap bastards got to me. Don’t do that to me, |
| buddy |
| You think I’m crazy enough to carry in the city? |
| Come on, pal |
| Now, Billie, go home. You know you can’t fight it when you’re |
| Hooked, and you are hooked. You’re an A number-one mainliner |
| You think so, huh? |
| Okay, pally |
| Oh- I’m sorry |
| My glass slipped |
| Hey, look, let’s go. This party’s too tight ass for me |
| Wait a minute. Wait a minute |
| No, wait a minute, now. Listen, I got some business to take care of |
| Just hang on for a few minutes. Everything will be smooth and I’ll take you |
| right on home, okay? |
| We’ve got a surprise for you right now. A very talented young lady is here |
| tonight |
| No, it’s not okay. If you don’t get a cab, I get my own self a cab, okay? |
| Billie, take it easy, baby |
| Now I predict the 4:35 is over, will be one of the biggest stars in Manhattan. |
| With a little coaxing, maybe we can get her up here to sing |
| Just wait one minute. One minute. Okay |
| Ladies and gentlemen, Cafe Manhattan proudly presents … Miss Billie Holiday! |