A Hatful of Rain Page #4

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You got the money?

Look, Mother,

everything went wrong.

I've been trying

to call you all day long.

I looked for you every place.

Every junkie in this city's been

looking for us, right, Mother?

The lid is all over

the city, Johnny.

They picked up Albie

this afternoon.

Yeah, we've been walking

in the shadows all day long.

We can't stay in one place

more than ten minutes.

I'm thin, Mother.

- You got any part of it?

- No.

Then what were you

looking for me for?

Look, my old man

came into town today.

Just give me enough

to hold me over

until tomorrow night

when he gets on his plane.

You'll get it by tomorrow

morning, Johnny,

every penny of it.

Mother, you must be crazy.

Where am I going

to get 500 bucks

by tomorrow morning?

Your wife must have

something put aside

for a rainy day, huh?

She never lost a day's work.

What do you expect me to do,

go in and tell my wife--

- Chuch!

- Listen to me, junkie.

I don't care how many

jokes you told me

or how long I'd know you.

I'd never press you

if they didn't press me.

You don't get anything

from me, nothing.

Your eyes can rattle

right out of your head.

Now, just good faith.

300 tomorrow morning,

and I'll carry you for the rest.

Let him go, Chuch.

What am I going to do

until my old man goes?

I'm no doctor.

I'm a businessman.

You got it for free in

the hospital, Johnny,

but Mother's no charity

ward, right, Mother?

You know what you got here?

One lousy spoonful,

and my life goes on the block

every time I put it

in my pocket.

How many times

did I bring it to you?

Hey, Mister.

Walk my brother

down the stairs, please.

Yeah, sure.

Come on, champ.

There you go.

There.

There you go.

Off and running.

Thank you, Mister.

Thank you, Mister.

Thanks, Mother.

I'll pay you tomorrow.

How are you going to pay, $2.00

a week for the next five years?

Yeah, it's more expensive now.

In a week, the city's

going to be clean.

That costs you 20 bucks now.

You need it twice a day.

I don't care how you make it.

Push the stuff, steal.

Here, Johnny.

What, are you crazy?

Put that away. I don't want that.

- Keep it.

- No.

Leave it there.

He'll pick it up.

Give back the deck, Johnny.

Oh, no. Look, Mother, I need it.

I walked around all day long--

Ahh. Shh. My old man's here.

His old man's here, Mother.

His old man is here.

Give him a break, will you?

Can't you see he's going to curdle?

His old man is here,

and mine is dead.

All right, let's move it.

Come on, Chuch.

I'm coming.

He's not kidding, Johnny.

It's a shame what they did to

Willie de Carlo this afternoon.

He didn't even owe

as much as you do.

He's no good, Mother.

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