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MALES ORDER BRIDE, SCENE ONE ------ C.D.: She's Mrs Indigo Bloodline, the widow of a businessman. Harry was careful to select a lady of breeding and refinement who will make a suitable wife for a banker like myself. A man in my position has a certain image to uphold. GRUBBY: If I'm lucky, she'll be able to cook too! C.D.: And wash hopefully. LUCKY: That's three Sarsaparillas! FORREST: Lucky. Are you as he't-up for yours to arrive as we are? LUCKY: You Bet! Harry says my gal, Lola Palooza, used to be the hostess at the finest gaming establishment in New York. I'll sure be able to use her help running the Lucky Betts Saloon. I told Reverend Goodpasture to be ready to perform the ceremony as soon as she gets here. I've already bought the ring. ------ HARRY: Now now, Don't get your engines overheated men. We don't know yet who the lady is. GRUBBY: I shore hope it's Golda. FOREST: Or Modesty. LUCKY: Or Lola. ------ CAL: And I'll die before I let you know that your best pal is crazy in love with you. LUCKY: I'd better get back to the bar, I need to keep busy. I'm about as nervous as a long-tailed cat, in a room full of rocking chairs. CAL: Lucky, you've done fidgeted so much your behind has polished the seat of your chair till you can see your face in it. LUCKY: Ha, that's a good one! You sure are a funny fella Cal! ------ C.D.: Tragic HARRY: Sit over here Aunt Ima, I'll order you a nice lemonade. LUCKY: Coming right up Harry, That poor old lady.