Hollywood shorts (1935)

Page scan 00099 from Hollywood shorts

Record Details:

Title:
Hollywood shorts
Date:
1935
Publisher:
California Graphic Press
Volume:
Hollywood shorts
Leaf #:
00099
Language:
English
Collection:
Books
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Niles Essanay Silent Film Museum
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Date Added:
May 08, 2025
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IT STINKS "Oh, yeah?" Horatio parried. "Oh, yeah, right back at you!" "Says you!" "Says me ! And here's my money to back it up." Edgar threw a wallet on the polished surface of the table; then he started spreading ten-dollar bills out in fan-shaped elegance. When the ten-dollar compartment was emptied, he continued with the lesser denominations, demanding: "Just tell me when to stop! Fm bettin' that I cure you of sayin' It stinks !' " Contemptuously Horatio aimed a bushy eyebrow at him and snorted: "Stop when your damned wallet's empty!" Then he bellowed: "Then I'll match it, and—" "And what? I got some very nice blank checks handy, and I'll bet your hand shakes when you start writin\" Dramatic and impressive, the wager was another help in postponing the story conference. All eyes transferred quickly from one contestant to the other. "Put up or clamp down!" Much pleased with himself, Edgar was acting the gambler role he had once written for Tom Mix, playing it all over again with more fervor and satisfaction. Unable to think of a snappy retort, Horatio glared his contempt and laughed raucously. "Hey! Pipe down, fellas," Ham whispered nervously. "If the boss should be passin' by, he'd bound in on us and fire everybody. Fll just flip the latch on th' door till you get that money put away." — 85