Barfly Page #4

I've got nothin', but time.

- ? ?crazy.

- That's crazy.

I dunno.

We're all in some kind of hell.

And the madhouse is the only place,

where people know they're in hell.

I don't know, I'm just a crazy beer

drinking wrestler. Let's fart.

You ass. You've got anything to

pick up at your place?

Yeah, some rags and a radio.

Hey, we don't need a moving wan.

Ah, let's go.

But I wanna make myself look good.

Hey Jim, can you hold this stuff

for me for a while?

Yeah, sure.

Last time I saw you, you've got nothing

neither a woman nor a radio.

Hey, Jim. I'm used to radios.

Wanda, this is Jim. Jim, this is Wanda.

- Hi.

- Hi. Me beer.

Yeah, likewise.

Hey Jim, can you cash this check for me?

I signed him.

Hey, what's this?

You're not gonna believe this,

but that's an income tax refund.

I found it in the mailbox of the old place.

You mean, you worked last year? Six month in a toy factory.

You don't know how men suffer for children.

Hey, Henry. You're gonna buy one or be one.

Hey, I'm gonna be one. Give her a beer.

- Yes, sir?

- Shot of bark whiskey, please.

- Hey, old timer. This one's on the house.

- I thank you.

Thanx, Jim.

? ?Take this.This covers the rent,

I'll keep the rest.

You trust me?

Why not? It's easier that way.

Oh, look at this. Schifern Incorporated

- labourer, no experience.

Oh, look at this. Shifrin Incorporated

- labourer, no experience.

Hey, that's me.

I'm gonna run down there,

I'm gonna hop on the pass.

Henry, are you losing what's

left of your goddamned mind?

You mean, you gonna leave me here all alone?

All alone? Hey baby, there's Jim,

there is Lilly. Come on.

What are you doing with a woman, Henry?

Lilly, sometimes I think you could use one too.

Four whiskeys.

Look Hank, why don't you go tomorrow.

We just met.

When you ran off like this,

I feel you're trying to get away from me.

Hey, baby. I'm doing this for us.

We're be able to drink with class.

We don't have to be barflies,

returned from the grave.

- Thank you, bartender.

- Ok, oldtimer.

Hey, he didn't pay.

He already paid.

Oh, god, I will get a job.

Yeah, hey. To the working class. Right.

- To us.

- To us. With gods help.

No chance. Even the devil wouldn't have you.

Hey, what's your problem?

Hey, you got any of those little

mints for breath?

Oh yeah. Baby.

Excuse me, who are you?

Hmm, the eternal question.

The eternal answer: I don't know.

- How do you explain this recent unemployment record?

- Hey, anybody didn't get a job.

- Takes some man to make you a hard worker.

- Excuse me?

Hey, I was just joking.

Everything here seems to read 'none'.

Hobbies none, religion none, education none.

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