Carousel Page #2

- Sure.

- Mr. Bigelow.

Tell me, please, honest and truly.

If I come back to the carousel again,

would you throw me out?

What did she do anyway?

She said you put your arm

around my waist.

Aha, well. There's something new.

Can't put my arm around a girl without

first asking permission, is that how it is?

No, I just don't want

that one around no more.

You come around all you like, see.

You ain't got the price,

Billy Bigelow will treat you to a ride.

Big talker, ain't you, Mr. Bigelow?

I suppose you think

I can't throw you out too if I want to?

You're such a good barker,

I can't run my business without you,

is that it?

Well, just for that, you're discharged.

Your services are no longer required.

You're bounced. See?

Very well, Mrs. Mullin. Very well.

Well, now, you know,

I could bounce you if I felt like it.

Well, you felt like it just now.

So I'm bounced, bounced.

Well, now, you don't have to pick up

every word I say. I only said that I...

Said that my services

were no longer required.

Very good, Mrs. Mullin.

We'll let it go at that.

All right, you devil.

We'll let it go at that.

- Mr. Bigelow, if she said she's...

- You keep out of this.

But I don't want this

to happen on account of me.

- Apologize to her.

- Aha!

Me apologize to her? For what?

For giving my carousel a bad name?

A ba...

The day you bought the carousel,

Mrs. Mullin, it got a bad name.

After all I've done for you, that's what...

- Now I am through with you.

- Go on.

- And it's for good, do you hear?

- Go on.

Get!

Through for good.

And I won't take you back

like I done before.

What will you do now, Mr. Bigelow?

Well, first of all,

I'll go get myself a glass of beer.

Whenever anything bothers me,

I always drink a glass of beer.

Then you are bothered

about losing your job.

No, only about how

I'm gonna pay for the beer.

Will you pay for it?

You?

- How much money you got?

- Forty-three cents.

And you?

I asked you how much money you got?

Oh.

You don't need to cry about it.

If you ain't got it, you ain't got it.

Tell her to stop crying.

Carrie.

Well, that's better.

I'm going over to the carousel

and get my things.

Hey, you know that bench down the road?

The one by the... By the water,

the last one, by the tree.

I'll meet you there.

And then we'll go see about

having that drink.

It's all right. Keep your money.

This time, I'll pay.

Julie.

Huh?

I've been bustin'

to tell you something lately.

You have?

The reason I didn't care

to tell you before was...

Well, 'cause you didn't

have a fella of your own.

But now that you got one,

I can tell you about mine.

I'm glad you've got a fella, Carrie.

What's his name?

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