A Hatful of Rain Page #3

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Last night, I put

nine tablespoons in that pot,

and it tasted like tea.

Which pot?

You know you got five,

and they're all different sizes.

Well, I didn't ask

for all those pots.

She had a shower

when we got married,

and they gave her

four coffeepots.

And you went out, and you bought

one, too, so never mind.

How was I supposed to know

your girlfriends were coffeepot happy?

Six girls come to the party,

and four of them

show up with coffeepots.

It's a curse. As long

as I can remember,

I could never make coffee.

What are you going to call him?

Her, not him. Her.

Uh-uh.

No, I've been counting on a grandson.

Right, Johnny?

You'll just have to settle

for a granddaughter.

We'll see about that.

What's so interesting

out the window?

Nothing.

You don't have any pains

anymore, do you?

Mm-mm. No more.

Sometimes things

like that act up.

You know, guys with rheumatism,

their teeth start

to ache when it rains.

At this club

where I was working,

and they got a grand class

of people there, too--

lawyers, senators,

a couple of judges thrown in.

I used to tell them how you

laid in that cave in Korea

for 13 days without

any food or water,

how you kept your mouth shut

no matter what they did to you.

I showed them that picture

of you in the hospital

when you were down to 90 pounds.

Oh, I was-- I was

proud of you, Johnny.

Pop, let's forget

about that, huh?

You'd think there was

something to be ashamed of.

Honey, it's ancient history.

Well, I couldn't have held out,

and there ain't many who could.

And I am proud of you, kid.

Okay, Pop, you're proud of me.

Do you know he tore up all those

newspaper clippings and photographs?

There just wasn't

one of me smiling.

Well, I'd like to have my

picture taken with a general.

Honey, let's forget

about that, huh?

Uh, I'll get that.

- Well, hiya.

- Hi.

Who is it?

Just a couple

of friends of mine.

Well, don't have them

standing out in the hall.

Ask them to come in.

- Come on in, will you?

- Our feet are wet, Johnny.

We just want to see you

for a minute.

Uh, this is my wife,

and this here's my father.

- Well--

- Oh, stay where you are.

It's all right.

I'm sorry. I didn't

get the names.

I got your floor all dirty.

Maybe I'd better wait

out in the hall, huh?

Yeah, wait outside in the hall.

Could you step out

for a few minutes, Johnny?

- Yeah, sure.

- Nice meting you.

Yes, nice--

Who are they?

Just a couple of guys

I play poker with.

Probably want

to borrow a few bucks.

Well, I don't care anything

about the floor, Johnny.

Ask them to come in.

They're embarrassed. I'll only

be a couple of minutes.

Button up your coat.

It's cold out there.

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