Curly Flagg: Can I play the part? What's it like?
Gus McNeal: Well, you're dancing in a nightclub. A gangster comes after you. Somebody like, er, George Raft.
Curly Flagg: Swell!
Gus McNeal: He tries to make love to you but you fight him off.
Curly Flagg: Comedy, huh?
Gus McNeal: Oh, no, no, no. This is serious. You are a pure, sweet girl.
Curly Flagg: Yeah?
Gus McNeal: Yeah. But some instinct tells you what he wants so you fight him off. He tears part of your clothes off. And you stand there before him half-clothed.
Curly Flagg: Swell!
Gus McNeal: Now then, your brother comes in just in time and shoots him. You run away so you won't have to appear as a witness against your brother and a college boy finds you and hides you.
Curly Flagg: Say, that's a co-incidence.
Gus McNeal: Yeah, isn't it? Well, you and the boy fall in love with each other. But his father, a fanatic, accuses you of being a bad girl. You convince the father that you are pure so he tries to get you. He tears your clothes off.
Curly Flagg: Yay!
Gus McNeal: This time, the son rescues you. And marries you.
Curly Flagg: Then he tears my clothes off?
Gus McNeal: That is an idea.