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I was telling her what a swell girl you were

and how hard you've worked.

There. Picketing all day

is hard on the shoes.

The paper keeps 'em

from wearing out.

It may save the shoes,

but it's hard on the feet.

I'm complaining.

When I think of the other people

who are striking,

most of them with big families.

I've only got Tommy and me

to worry about.

What's the matter, Drina?

Nothing. Nothing.

Boy, ain't that something?

You should've seen what used to be there.

What for?

I don't want to even see it now.

I don't wanna hear you

say it every minute.

Nobody knows us, so shut up.

- Hiya, Dave.

- Hiya, T.B.

Come on, Dippy.

Let's see you dive in.

Okay, okay, I'm goin'.

Look at me, look at me.

I'm divin'. A back-jack!

Get someone to knock you in.

I'm comin', I'm comin'.

My head acts funny.

Aw, get out and let me alone.

I'll go in. Get out of here, will ya?

- Hey, kid.

- What?

You got sense enough

to run an errand?

Sure, where?

What are you doing? I'll go.

418, third floor, second door.

Tell the old lady there

a friend wants to see her.

Okay. 418. Okay.

I know you, don't I?

No.

- Why, you're...

- He said no, didn't he?

Why, you're Martin.

Baby Face Martin.

My name is Johnson, get it?

Johnson.

Sure. And my name is Dave Connell.

Remember me?

I used to be one of the gang

of kids here... Johnson.

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

You weren't such a bad kid.

Still good at keepin' your lips

buttoned up?

Depends on how good you are

keeping your hands buttoned up.

Don't worry.

I ain't looking for trouble.

What are you gonna do about him?

Nothing.

Nothing as long as he shuts up.

And he'll shut up.

Had your face fixed up?

Yeah.

Been readin' about me

in the papers, huh?

Go on over and try that address

in Brooklyn, see if you can find her.

And get something for your nerves

while you're over there.

Go on, beat it.

I'm sending him over for Francey.

Remember Francey?

- Francey?

- She was my girl when we was kids.

Oh, yeah, I remember. Nice kid.

Yeah, you bet. They don't make 'em

no better than Francey, I know.

You ain't seen her around here

lately, have you?

No. She moved away a long time ago.

You're gettin' to be

quite a headliner, huh?

All over the newspapers.

Should you be around here?

I ain't here. I'm out West.

I got kind of a yen to see

my old lady and Francey.

You know, I ain't seen my mother

in ten years,

not since the day I come out

of reform school.

You've come a long way since then.

Killed eight men.

What are you trying to do?

Tell me off?

No. I guess I'm just jealous

'cause you got away from here.

Yeah, far away.

What's your racket?

Me? I'm an architect.

Build houses. That is,

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